01x12 - Two Clown Noses

[bunniefuu]

[whimsical music playing]

[inhales, blowing]

AH-CHOO!

Are you all right?

[in gibberish] Maybe I caught a cold.

[goo stretches, snaps]

[clowns cackling]

[in English] Hmm. Let's do this tomorrow.

You know, I know someone
who would really like this place

because of all the goofy clown stuff.

[Cas] Once upon a time,
there was a little boy

who woke up on the day
of his twelfth birthday.

He waited for someone
in his extremely large family to remember

and for the birthday party to begin.

But his hopes slowly disappeared
as the day went on.

No "happy birthday" from his mom,
his dad, his five brothers,

and his really smart and strong sister.

Finally, when the clock struck midnight,

he sadly accepted that
his family forgot his birthday.

He packed a few treasured items

and completely overreacted
and ran away to the circus for ten years.

Like an idiot. Like a 12-year-old idiot.

And that's why, Toast,

yes, we all have to help
throw a surprise party for Crispin.

I don't know why I have to.

[ominous booming]

I didn't give him
some dumb abandonment complex.

You don't get it because no one
celebrates your birthday, you transient.

Actually, my birthday is a big deal.

Every year, I dig a big hole.

And all my angry hobo friends
celebrate with no rest,

days on end,

till one of us dies from exhaustion.

[whispering] And my birthday is next week.

-[seagulls cawing]
-[ratcheting]

[gentle music playing]

[beeping to "La Cucaracha"]

Thanks to my modifications,

this car will comfortably
seat up to 30 clowns.

Thirty-five,
if they really like each other.

[chuckling] Crispin, you're a--

[beeping]

-[poofs]
-[fireworks popping]

[crickets chirping]

[atmospheric music playing]

[brakes screech]

-[Toast grunts]
-[Cas screams] Get off! Gross!

[grunting]

-[crashing]
-[glass shatters]

A surprise party.

-Hmm.
-[music stops]

[crickets chirping]

-[coughing]
-[crashing]

-You're gonna ruin the surprise.
-[coughing continues]

Here. At least blow this balloon up
with your cough.

[coughing] No. No! No, I--

[muffled scream, coughs]

I don't… [coughs] …wanna help.
I don't… [coughs] …want to help.

[coughing, rasping] I don't want to help.

Oh, you're helping, you hobo brat.

[chokes] Never!

-[crashing]
-[Cas] Hmm?

-[grunting]
-[glass shattering]

[quietly] Showtime!

Surpri-- Ah!

-[grunts]
-[shatters]

[growls]

It's us! It's us! Crispin! It's us!

I know!

Are we fighting?

[grunts, smacks]

[grumbling] My hair.

-[growls] Ha!
-[splattering]

[ambient music playing]

Look, total chaos.
Your favorite thing. Happy birthday.

What?

[footsteps receding]

[cheery piano music playing]

[mystical tones chiming]

[Bee grunts]

Hey, I was just thinking about you.

[wheezing]

[Crispin grunting]

-[footsteps approaching]
-Aah!

Crispin, I found this place.
You gotta come with me!

[sighing]

-Oh.
-[gentle music playing]

[icing smooshes]

[licking]

You got smashed up birthday cake
on your face.

Whose birthday is it?

This is just normal cake.
Tuesday-at-1:00-a.m. cake.

-You know.
-[lips smacking]

-No, this is birthday cake. I can tell.
-[smacks]

So, where's this place
you're blabbin' on about?

Oh, right! Yeah! I can't tell you
too much because it's weird,

but I really wanna take you there.

That's a date.

If we go somewhere and you plan it out,
that makes it a date.

[Bee and Crispin laughing awkwardly]

-[grunts] Ooh.
-[Bee chuckles]

What's funny?

Oh, I don't know. It's just awkward.

[footsteps thudding]

Yeah! Let's go on a date. Whatever.

We've done it before and it was fun.

Yeah, for you.

Now I get to be the lady.

I don't know what that means.
I'll pick you up in the morning.

Is that "morning" morning?
Or is that, like, your morning?

[sighs] Late morning.

Afternoon?

Early afternoon.

-[PuppyCat yelps]
-Not yours.

[inhales] Ah!

I smell cake.
I smell bashed up birthday cake.

[clown horn honks]

[honking continues]

[piano music playing]

[Bee] Are you sure?

[Crispin] What?

Are you sure you got everything?

Oh. Um, yeah.

I mean, I'm moving back downstairs.

It's not like, um…

Ta-da!

-[Crispin] Aw! You broke it!
-[Bee] Sorry.

You really gotta be
more careful with my art.

Can you at least pretend to be sad?

I am sad.

Well, a part of me is.
All the other parts are confused though.

[energy pulsing]

[piano music continues]

[screaming]

-Uh? Uh. That tickles.
-[chuckles softly]

Yeah, everyone's ticklish
on the tops of their mouth insides.

Everybody,

except me.

[piano music fades out]

[clown horn squeaking]

[squeaks]

[squeaks]

[squeaking continues]

[smacks]

[birds chirping]

[cheerful music playing]

Oh. Wha…

Uh, you know, I kinda thought it was…
ya know.

What?

Do people bring pets on dates?
Is that… is that usual?

Maybe.

[cheerful music continues]

Ta-da! For the gentleman
who has everything.

-[pops]
-[party horn blows]

[in gibberish] Heh heh heh.

[coughing forcefully]

[Bee in English] Oh, crap.

[coughing continues]

[Crispin] Get it outta me! [clears throat]

He shouldn't be out. I mean, right?

[Bee] Hmm.

How about it, PuppyCat?
You up for some fun?

[in gibberish] I don't like
being alone when I'm sick.

[in English] Oh no!

[in gibberish] Being around other people
helps spread the virus.

[in English] That's just
the virus talking.

Hold it! I have a surprise for you.

[Crispin] A clown nose? Two clown noses?

What?!

[cheerful music continues]

[Crispin blowing]

[Crispin, echoing] Is this the surprise?

Part of it!

[cheerful music continues]

-[engine revs]
-[Bee] Hold on tight!

[cheerful music fades out]

[stretching]

[yelling] Can you hear
the beautiful call of the water?!

[Crispin] What?!

[Bee] Right. The clown noses in your ears.

-Why'd I do that?
-[splashes]

[in gibberish] Promise me this
won't get weird and romantic. I'll vomit.

[chuckling, in English] Oh no.

[Crispin] Huh?

[mystical tones chiming]

[Crispin] I feel weird.

[PuppyCat in gibberish] Shh!

[Bee in English] Hey, hey, TempBot!

Bee, I did not expect to see you today.

But I might have
something appropriate in the deck.

No, no. I need to actually, um…

I left yesterday's assignment
in kind of a mess.

Not… not a… not a mess! Uh, but there's,
you know, some last-minute type stuff.

I feel, you know… [chuckles nervously]
I feel pride in my job.

So, I need to go back.

I don't have to tell you
that's a very weird request.

[bonking]

Hey, but, um… Wait. Who is this?

That's a… Uh, he is a…

What do you call an extra pair of hands?

I see. Well, I do like his face.

[hyperventilating]

Prepare for uniform reassignment.

I didn't have time to wash these, so…

Aah!

Aah!

[Crispin] Hey!

What?

[balloon squeaking]

-Whoa!
-[groovy music playing]

Where are we at right now?

Where are we?

[clown chittering]

[groovy music continues]

Did you change my… Did you change me?

Did you change me?

Come on!

Wait. Where did we come in? Are we lost?

[groovy music continues]

Which one?

Oh. Well…

[quavering]

[in gibberish] This makes me
uncomfortable!

[panicked squealing]

[in English] Whoa.

[squealing]

Oh, don't worry about these little things.

[squealing continues]

[thunks]

They have great reflexes.

[groovy music continues]

[burbling]

Where's PuppyCat?

Think he's okay?

Yeah, I mean, it's a fun house,
not a… scary house.

[PuppyCat in gibberish] Hurry, you guys!
Come here!

[squeaking]

-[groovy music continues]
-[in English] Here's a way out.

Whoa!

-[distorted honking]
-Ow. Hmm.

[calm music playing]

[creaking]

[PuppyCat coughing]

[Bee] Oh, hey, PuppyCat. You okay?

Whoa. Chairs on the ceiling. Very nice.

[chittering]

AH-CHOO!

[yelping]

Hey, I have one work thing
I have to do, if that's cool.

Sure.

You're really good at yelling,

so I need you to help me yell
into these balloons.

[blowing]

[trumpeting]

Is this as fun as
your surprise party was yesterday?

[balloon squeaks]

[trumpeting]

That wasn't a party. That was an ambush.

[blowing]

I had some of the cake,
and it was real good.

Well, I'm having fun now.
I mean, I think this is a great time.

You invited me here
because you knew I'd like it.

And I do. A lot.

They did everything just because,
well, it's my birthday and it's weird.

I don't know. Whatever.

[in gibberish] Unhand my
perfectly healthy body.

[in English] Well, you can't make
a cake every day,

especially since Deckard's gone.

Blech. Deckard's cakes are terrible.

He couldn't bake to save his life.

[in gibberish] I GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!

[up-tempo music playing]

AH-CHOO!

[Bee cheers]

[in English] I know it's pretty
because it's light pink, but it's snot.

So be careful to not let it hit you!

[booms]

[jaunty music playing]

[squeaks]

Ha ha!

AH-CHOO!

I could live here forever.

Well, you can't.

[blowing]

[trumpeting]

[rumbling]

[funky music playing]

[funky music fades out]

[gentle music playing]

[squeaking]

[softly] What?

Dang, I was totally getting used
to my clown duds!

What are you doing to me, lady?

Here, put this on his head.
It might make him feel better.

Thanks.

[in gibberish] Ah.

[in English] Hey, there's plenty of food
in the toilet, if you want something.

Of course there is.

[whimsical music playing]

[electricity buzzing]

[soup bubbling]

[blowing]

[phone vibrating]

Thanks for hanging out.

I'll let you get back to your family.
They're asking about you.

Oh, I left my phone at home.

Ah, it's okay.
I'm just gonna go back to the garage.

On your birthday?

Let's just watch TV at my house instead.

Really?

-[crickets chirping]
-[laughing, man screaming on TV]

Still watch the terrible shows, huh?

I just like to have some noise on.

I don't see how you sleep
on this couch every single--

[snoring]

[birds chirping]

[gentle music playing]

I hope I didn't pull
all the covers off him.

I do that when I'm cold and greedy.

[clattering]

[water sloshing]

Whoa.

You're like a new kitty puppy person.

[in gibberish] What?

[in English] How's the old noggin?

[in gibberish] I don't know.

The last two days are a total blur.

I was dreaming about
clowns and potato sacks.

[shudders]

[in English] Hey, you're back.

I found your phone.

And your watch.

I just wanted to say
how sorry I am about my birthday.

You don't have to be sorry.
The bat thing was funny.

-We're sorry that we forgot--
-Wait. [chuckles]

I'm not sorry about
comin' in swinging a bat.

I'm sorry that you guys think
you have to throw me these little parties

or I might just freak out.

Okay. Yeah. I'm a little embarrassed
about running away

because you guys forgot my birthday.

And I do feel like I missed out
on a lot of fun stuff just because

I got mad about something
probably not that important.

But I just want you guys to spend time
with me because you want to,

not because you feel like you have to.

Oh. Well, I mean, it's both.

Well, I guess it was both.

Ugh, this looks terrible.

-Yeah, I think I did it a favor.
-[Cas] I bet Toast will eat it though.

[whimsical theme music playing]