01x09 - Sick Day

[bunniefuu]

[opening theme song playing]

[gasps]

Oh!

[gasps]

Honk honk!

Trash Truck!

-Yay!
-[chuckles]

[giggles]

Let's go!

Woo-hoo!

Come on!

-[chuckles] Hey! They're here!
-Hi, Trash Truck.

-[honks]
-Hey, guys!

-Hey, Hank.
-[Ms. Mona] Hi, boys.

[Donny] We're gonna have some fun!

-[Hank] Yeah!
-[Trash Truck chuckles]

[all laughing together]

[Hank reading]

[guitar music playing]

Aw.

Hey, Mom. Have you seen Trash Truck today?

The trash cans are still out.

Oh.

No, I haven't. I wonder if it's a holiday.

Huh. Where could he be?

[door closes]

[grunts]

Huh?

-Trash Truck?
-[crow caws]

Hmm.

-[grunts, coughs]
-Huh?

[groans]

Trash Truck!

-There you are.
-[coughs]

Did you forget today was trash day?

Mm-mm.

Huh. Oh, okay.

Let's finish your trash route,
so we can go play.

[sniffs, grumbles]

So, what do you wanna do after we're done?

We can go to the pond and look for toads,
or I got some great markers.

Oh! Here.

Uh…

Hey, Trash Truck, you missed one!

Huh? [grunts, grumbles]

[beeping]

Wow, this one's heavy!

[strains]

-[gasps]
-[gasps]

-[coughs]
-Uh-oh.

[groans]

Here, let me help.

[sneezes, honks]

[gasps] You're sick, Trash Truck.

[grunts]

You should probably take it easy.

[whimpers] Mm-hmm.

Don't worry,
we'll pick up this trash later.

[whimpers, groans]

You just need to park it
and get some rest.

[wheezes, coughs]

Is that Trash Truck coughing?

He's sick.

[grunts]

No, Trash Truck. You need to get healthy.

The trash cans aren't going anywhere.

[Trash Truck groans]

Wait, are you saying
that Trash Truck didn't pick up the trash?

-Walter and I will help!
-Really? You guys would do that?

Oh, yeah. It would be our pleasure.

-Mm-mm!
-[Ms. Mona] Oh, that's nice of you.

See? Donny and Walter
can do your route.

[yelps]

Don't worry, Trash Truck.
We are great garbagemen.

The best garbagemen. Maybe the best ever.

Yeah, we're "professionimanals."

[Donny] I mean, how hard could it be?

-[groans]
-No, Trash Truck.

You can't collect any more trash

until you are feeling better.

When I'm taking a sickie,
I'll have a cup of tea.

I'll go put the kettle on.

Don't worry. Being sick isn't so bad.

-[sighs]
-Oh, I know.

Hmm?

[sniffles]

Huh?

When I'm sick,

my mom lets me sit
on the couch and watch TV.

Here's the remote.

[grunts] Hmm? Oh.

[grunts]

Vroom! Roar!

I'm gonna eat you!

[nasal voice] No, Mr. Rex!

Oh. Hmm…

"A" is for "apple", and "B" is for "boy."

[clicks]

Hi, I'm Donny,

[deep voice] and I'm Walter.

[normal voice] Let's get the garbage,

'cause Trash Truck is sick.

[grumbles]

Hmm. What else could be on?

Oh, I know!

[Trash Truck grunts]

-[glass clinking]
Hmm?

[grunts]

Oh! What are we watching?

[Trash Truck] Mm-mm-mmm!

Ta-da!

The Adventures of Trash Truck and Hank!

-Oh!
-Oh, how lovely.

[Hank] Once upon a time,
there was a truck named Trash Truck.

And he had a best friend named Hank.

[squeals]

[music slowly builds]

[both moan] Oh!

We have arrived.

It's just so beautiful.

Ah.

Remember, we are garbagemen now!
So let's do this right.

Absolutely.

These cans aren't gonna empty themselves.

[Donny] Piece of cake.
-Mmm. Ooh.

After you, Mr. Raccoon.

[chuckles] Oh, my.
Why, thank you, Mr. Bear.

And may I suggest that bin for you?

Oh, you may. Thank you.

What do we have here?

[chews]

Mmm, birthday cake!

No, not at all. That is meatloaf.

-…pizza. Oh, ah!
-Huh?

Jackpot!

[strains, grunts]

[chuckles] Hey, check this out!

-[chuckles] Nice.
-I know, right?

Who would throw this out? A king?

[munches]

Trash Truck should get sick more.

-Yeah! This is fun.
-[chuckles]

Trash Truck and Hank
flew up, up, up into the sky

and past the jets

and into the clouds.

-The end.
-[both applaud]

-How fun! [giggles]
-[grunts]

Are you feeling better?

-Ah!
-Achoo!

[Ms. Mona] Oh, dear.

Ew, gross.

Gesundheit!

Trash Truck, have you had your vitamins?

-Oh, yeah.
-[Trash Truck grunts]

Maybe some orange juice
will make you feel better.

Here, try this.

[sips] Oh!

[chuckles]

[triumphant grunt]

-[Ms. Mona] Trash Truck…
-[Hank] Uh-oh.

[grunts, retches]

Ooh, maybe not.

[Walter] Mmm. [chuckles]

[Donny panting]

[groans, belches]

Ugh!

I'm starting to get a little full.

Donny, we're only halfway done
with Trash Truck's route.

-[grunts]
-You gotta pace yourself.

Ugh.

-He is counting on us.
-Mm-hmm.

Onward.

I can't believe
Trash Truck does this every day.

Come on.

[Ms. Mona] Why don't you sit
back down over here, love?

[beeps, sniffles]

It's okay.

Everybody throws up sometimes.

[groans]

Aw… Ooh!

-Trash Truck, you're hot!
-[Ms. Mona] Goodness!

[hisses]

-[groans]
-Hmm…

[gasps, shivers]

-I think you might have a fever.
-We should take you to a doctor.

[honks]

[Donny strains]

-[whimpers, groans]
-Ugh.

Please eat this for me.

No, you eat it.

I-- I insist you eat it.

No, you.

Come on.
Don't be a quitter. Put it in your mouth.

You gotta. I wanna watch you eat it.

-You quitter. Don't quit.
-I don't wanna be a quitter.

-Well, just eat it.
-No, come on. Please, you eat it.

Trash Truck would do it for you.

You're right.

For Trash Truck. [chomps]

[gulps, sighs]

[Dr. Goh] Say, "Ah."

Ah…

Hmm. Let's check your temperature.

So when did this start?

Just this morning.

Yeah, he sounded funny. Like this.

-Blub-blub-blub-blub.
-Wow.

Then he got hot. Super hot.

-[shouts]
-[all] Ah!

[groans]

Oh, yeah. And he threw up.

-Oh, you did?
-[softly] Mm-hmm.

Hmm.

-[motor runs, squeaks]
-Oh.

Hmm.

What do you recommend?

Well, you may just need
to find a specialist.

Someone with the right tools.

Tools…

Oh, I know!

-[squeaks]
-[grunts]

[strains]

Good as new.

Huh?

Hi, Grandpa.

[chuckles] Hey, Hank.

Trash Truck, you're not sounding so good.

Yeah, he's been really sick.

Oh, no. I'm sorry to hear that.

-Can you help?
-[groans]

I could try.

Why don't we have a listen to you?

-[thuds]
-Mm-hmm.

[yelps]

Hmm.

How about you start up your engine for me?

Mm-hmm. [strains]

Oh.

-I think I know what it is.
-[Hank] Really?

That's enough. You can stop now.

Can you fix him?

If it's what I think it is,
it shouldn't be too hard.

[grunts]

Nope, it won't hurt one bit. I promise.

Don't worry. You'll be fine.

Okay, here we go.

[whimpers]

[metal dings, screws creak]

[drills]

[yelps]

Huh?

Yup. Just as I thought.

Fouled plugs.

Ugh, yuck!

Ha!

Luckily, I've got a new set right here.

Huh? [gasps]

-[grunts]
-[dings]

-Oh!
-Wow!

With these,
you'll be feeling better in no time.

-Mm-hmm.
-Okay.

-[gasps]
-That oughta do it.

Okay, start 'er up.

You can do it, Trash Truck.

[grunts]

[engine sputters]

-[vrooms]
-[Hank] Yeah!

And all done!

[grunts happily]

-Good as new.
-[Ms. Mona] I knew you could do it.

-[Hank] Awesome!
-[grandpa chuckles]

Woo-hoo!

Trash Truck, you're better!

-[honks]
-And you look great!

[vrooms]

[Hank] That's the Trash Truck I know!

-[Ms. Mona] Yes!
-[grandpa] You did it!

[all cheering]

[grunts]

Thank you, Grandpa!

-No problem.
-Hmm.

Now that you're feeling better,
what do you wanna do?

[grunts]

[chuffs]

Yeah, let's get some trash!

[giggles]

-[honks]
-Any time.

-Bye, Grandpa!
-[Ms. Mona] Bye!

All right! Have fun!

-[honks]
-[Hank] Yeah!

[Ms. Mona] Whee!

Uh, Trash Truck?

-[Donny moans]
-[gasps]

I'm so full.

Trash Truck!

Oh!

Is it-- Is it you?

-Thank goodness!
-[Walter] Ooh, wait.

[grunts] You're better.

-Please!
-It's just so much trash.

-You gotta help us!
-Mm-hmm.

[chuckles]

-[Walter] My hero.
-[Donny] He makes it look easy.

-[grunts]
-[Hank cheers]

-[Walter] Oh, yeah!
-[Donny cheers]

-[Hank] Yeah!
-[Ms. Mona] Good job!

-[Donny] Yes!
-[Hank] Yeah, Trash Truck!

[all cheering]

[ending theme song playing]