03x03 - The Apprentice Scouts/The Belgian Waffle Slobber-Barker

[bunniefuu]

Mung daal: ♪ you take the

Moon, and you take the sun ♪

Chowder: ♪ you take

Everything that seems like fun ♪

Truffles: ♪ you stir it all

Up, and when you're done ♪

Shnitzel: ♪ radda radda radda

R-r-radda radda ♪

All: ♪ so, come on in ♪

♪ Feel free to do some looking ♪

♪ Stay awhile 'cause something's

Always cooking ♪

♪ Come on in ♪

♪ Feel free to do some looking ♪

♪ Stay awhile 'cause something's

Always cooking ♪

Yeah!

[ Applause ]

Hey! Whew!

Sorry I'm late.

I had to rush some emergency

Stretch pants to mother.

Don't ask.

So, who's ready for some

Scoutin'?

[ All cheer ]

Hey, I got an informal question.

You scouts like me as your

Leader, right?

Yeah!

Totally!

Good, good, 'cause the -- the

Grown-ups -- well, they haven't

Been as cool as you kids have

Been.

They -- they said I've been a

Little easy on you, that I've

Been a little loose with handing

Out badges.

[ Blink! ]

Chowder: that's crazy talk.

You're great,

Scoutmaster gazpacho.

Thank you, chowder.

Here's a badge.

Chowder: oh, boy!

I'm good at swimming now!

So, what does this mean?

It means if things don't

Change, I get fired.

And I don't want to get fired.

[ Crying ]

This gig's the only

Extracurricular thing I have

Going for my rã©sumã© right now.

Oh!

Calm yourself.

Calm yourself.

Find your center.

[ Inhales, exhales calmly ]

No grown-up is gonna tell me I'm

A bad scout leader.

Today you kids are gonna earn

Your badge...

For real.

Panini: so, what badge will

We earn -- hug of w*r?

Chowder: gazpacho, I want to

Earn the "stay out of my

Personal space" badge.

Well, those are good, but no.

Today we shall earn the coveted

"Paper napkin folding" badge!

[ All gasping ]

Oh, my gosh!

Chowder: I must have that

Badge.

Gazpacho, sir, I've got my

Napkin ready and primed.

Oh-h*-h*-h*.

You think it's gonna be that

Easy?

Uh, maybe.

Well, think again!

Easy gets me fired!

So we're turning up the heat!

Today's challenge isn't gonna be

Some namby-pamby cakewalk.

You hear me?! No cakewalk!

Walking and --

Oh.

I came at the wrong time, didn't

I?

Okay. I'm just gonna, uh...

[ Clears throat ] yeah.

Scouts, mobilize!

Everyone got their scout gear

Ready?

Chowder: yeah, but, gazpacho,

Why do we need these harpoons?

Well, how else do you expect

To catch a ride?

Catch a ride on what?

No time for talking!

It's coming!

Chowder: that's a mountain.

It's the 5:15 express!

Harpoons ready!

Panini: i-i don't understand.

Throw! Throw now! Throw it!

[ All grunt ]

What kind of throw was that?!

Chowder: I thought it was

Pretty good.

Look! I came in fifth!

Eh!

No time for this!

You got to earn that badge!

[ Sloop! ]

[ Bonk! Boink! ]

[ Boink! ]

Last one.

[ Zip! ]

[ Splat! ]

Sorry about that.

I will come back for you later.

Scout's...honor.

Chowder: napkin-folding sure

Is exciting.

It's one of the cornerstones

Of throwing a good dinner party.

Panini: that and a good music

Mix.

I can't believe I know these

People.

Hey, lint heads!

Chowder: huh?

Panini: yeah?

What?

Huh?

What does this have to do

With napkins?

It has everything to do with

Napkins.

This is about perseverance,

Endurance, courage!

Chowder: napkin-folding

Requires courage?

It does now!

Everyone, climb!

Need a hand, panini?

Panini: I'm good, dude.

Chowder: i'll take you up on

That offer.

[ Panting ]

Panini: [ panting ]

[ Shakily ] aah...

Chowder: thanks, ceviche.

[ Whip! ]

Ugh!

[ Babbling ]

Good work, scouts.

[ Sighs ]

Panini: I think we lost a few

People.

Well, apparently, they didn't

Want their badges badly enough!

Does that mean we get our

Badge now?

You trying to get me fired?

No.

Then put that napkin away!

[ Slump! ]

If I let you fold that napkin

Now, I'd be proving all the

Naysayers right.

And worse, I'd be letting you

Let yourselves down.

And when you let someone let

Themselves down, you're only

Letting yourself down.

And I will not let myself down!

Understand?!

Chowder: psst. Gorgonzola.

I think something's wrong with

Gazpacho.

You see how he's all worked up

And sweaty?

[ Groaning ]

There's no time for barfing!

You got a badge to earn!

What do you think -- you're just

Gonna sit up here in the bushes

And barf all day and get a badge

For that?!

Fat chance, pal!

Fat chance!

So what?

He's always worked up and

Sweaty.

Chowder: but he's never this

Worked up and sweaty.

Hang on.

Let me check the scout guide on

This.

Let's see...

Foot mumps?

No.

The grout?

No.

Poison jivy?

No.

Oh, my gosh!

This is horrible!

According to the guide, gazpacho

Has a deadly case of...

Rabie-c's!

Rabie-c's?

Chowder: it's all here in the

Scout handbook.

See?

Signs of rabie-c's --

"Sweating, worked up."

Yeah, but it also says you

Foam at the ears.

Chowder: that's stage 2.

He's not that far yet.

Chowder, I really don't think

That --

Chowder: gazpacho could bite

And infect any one of us!

Come on!

What, am I gonna have to bite

You to get you moving?

Chowder: I'm not willing to

Take that chance with our lives!

No standing around!

Chowder: aaaaaaaaaah!

Don't bite me!

[ Zip! ]

Now, that is the kind of

Hustle I like to see.

Panini: wow, ceviche.

I didn't think anyone could

Throw up that much.

I'm a man of many surprises,

Panini.

Hah!

You've got to be kidding me!

We hit traffic?!

[ Horns blaring ]

Everybody, grab on to this

Hangnail glider and get ready to

Jump.

Uh-oh.

You better hurry.

I think I heard wolves.

Chowder: now's my chance.

I must save everyone before

Gazpacho infects them.

[ As arnold schwarzenegger ]

Come with me if you want to

Live!

Chowder, I am so proud of

Your gusto!

You're totally earning that

Badge!

Uh, I'll come back for you

Later.

Phew!

Good thing I got all this loose

Skin.

Chowder: oh, my gosh!

The rabie-c's have given him

Superpowers!

Panini: chowder, what are

You --

Chowder: not now, woman!

We got to escape!

Hey, kids, wait up!

[ Blurp! ]

[ Pop! Pop! Pop! ]

Ow!

My eardrums!

The high altitude is causing

Them to explode.

He's foaming at the ears,

Just like the book said!

It's stage 2!

You were right, chowder!

He's got rabie-c's!

Panini: gazpacho has

Rabie-c's?!

Chowder: yeah.

And if we don't escape, he'll

Give it to all of us -- like a

Bad present with no gift

Receipt.

Hang on!

I'm gonna try to shake him.

[ Slump! ]

[ Slump! ]

[ Sloop! ]

[ Sloop! ]

It's not working!

You call that"shaking him"?

Chowder: yes.

here's how you shake someone.

[ Rumble! ]

Chowder: the glider is

Breaking up!

All: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[ Splash! ]

What -- what was that?!

[ Flap! Flap! Flap! Flap! ]

Chowder: phew!

Looks like we all made it.

Why-y-y-y-y?

[ Foosh! ]

So, what do we do now?

[ Trickle! ]

Panini: well, I think it's

Pretty obvious -- chowder and I

Have to cuddle for survival.

Chowder: back off!

I have a fish, and I'm not

Afraid to use it!

[ Bird cries ]

Kids! W-where are you?

I don't see them.

Better turn on my hawk vision.

[ Plop! Whir! ]

Chowder: oh, no!

Now he's got hawk vision!

He'll see us for sure!

[ Scamper! ]

It's too bad we don't have

Some sort of river raft to

Escape with.

Chowder: hey, I have an idea.

Oh, magic fish, please conjure

Us a river raft.

First of all, stop rubbing

Me.

I'm not a genie's lamp.

Second of all, I'm not magic.

I'm just a fish.

But lucky for you, I am a

Carpenter.

Panini: who knew fish were so

Good with tools?

Chowder, if gazpacho bites me

And I get infected, promise me

You'll use this.

Chowder: gorgonzola, I

Couldn't!

Not on me -- on yourself.

I don't want to be the only one

To suffer.

Panini: no one's getting

Bitten.

We're all going to make it home

Alive, right, ceviche?

So no more negative talk.

Hey, boat's ready.

Okay, it's all pretty

Self-explanatory -- boat...

Oars...

Banana cannon.

Panini: what's the banana

Cannon for?

I don't know -- sh**ting out

Bananas?

Panini: makes sense.

So mother says to me, "that's

No garbage bag -- that's my

Nightgown!"

[ Laughs ]

That's what I -- that's what she

Said.

She -- she didn't say that.

[ Harrumphs ]

Some people.

Hey! Ooh! There they are!

Guys! Guys, wait up!

Seriously, my arms are getting

Tired.

Chowder: panini, fire the

Cannon!

Panini: on it, numnums.

[ Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! ]

Oh!

Hey, I forgot to bring trail

Mix.

[ Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! ]

Panini: the banana cannon has

No effect.

Chowder: curse you,

Rabie-c's!

You've made him invulnerable!

Chowder, look!

The river splits!

Which way should we go?

Chowder: uh, uh, uh...

Yeah -- that way!

Why that way?

Chowder: I don't trust the

Look of that sun.

But what --

Chowder: go left!

Hurry!

All: aah!

Darn!

I almost had 'em.

All: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[ Rip! ]

Chowder: the boat ripped!

Quick -- give me the napkins!

Over!

Panini: under!

Chowder: done.

Good job.

Hi, kids.

All: aah!

[ Laughs ]

Come here.

I got something to give you.

[ Whap! ]

Chowder: guys, since this

Looks like the end, I just want

You to know -- you're not really

The two people I wanted to die

With.

Ditto.

Panini: actually, I'd always

Planned on the two of us being

Buried together in a tomb.

Chowder: if we make it

Through this, you and I are

Having a serious talk.

Here.

Chowder: it's a badge!

Well, yeah.

It's your napkin-folding badge.

You kids went above and beyond

To earn them.

Congratulations!

Chowder: but what about your

Rabie-c's?

My wha--

All: aaaaaaaaaaah!

Now, apparently, there have

Been a few complaints from the

Adults that some of you didn't

Enjoy last week's outing.

That is a shame.

You showed good effort -- except

You, kumquat.

You know you could have done

Better.

So, this week, we're gonna take

It nice and easy.

Get ready to earn the

"Sit still and breathe deeply"

Badge.

[ All sigh ]

Phew!

Thank goodness!

Okay.

Everybody grab a radiation suit

And a rocket pack.

[ Scamper! ]

Kids?

Kids?

Where'd you go?

Okay.

Hide-and-seek is next week,

Kids.

[ Poof! Poof! Poof! ]

Chowder: hey, mung, do

Cryberry pies ever stop crying?

Mung daal: they stop crying

When they cool off.

Chowder: hey, mung, why are

You opening all the windows?

Mung daal: so they can cool

Off, chowder.

Chowder: hey, mung, why do I

Ask so many questions?

Mung daal: because, chowder,

It's the fastest way for us to

Inform our loyal fan base on

What wacky recipe we're

Cooking.

Chowder: hi, loyal fan base!

[ Blam! ]

Mung daal: so, while the pies

Cool, I thought it would be

fun to climb this mysterious

Ladder.

[ Sloop! ]

[ Warble! ]

Chowder: a mysterious

Ladder?!

Where does it go?

Mung daal: beats me.

Shnitzel! Truffles! Let's go!

[ Crack! ]

Shnitzel: oh, radda.

[ Crack! ]

Truffles: hey, you think it's

A good idea to leave all the

Windows open while we're gone?

We could get robbed.

Mung daal: haven't you ever

Seen a cartoon before?

You always leave pies to cool on

An open windowsill.

Now, everybody up.

Chowder: first!

[ Zip! ]

Mung daal: second.

[ Zip! ]

Truffles: you go ahead, dear.

I could care less.

11 Minutes later...

Mung daal: boy, that has to

Be the craziest episode we ever

Had.

Now, let's go check on the pies.

Chowder, are the pies done

Cooling yet?

Chowder: yep.

Mung daal: see?

I told you they'd stop crying

Once they cool off.

Chowder: but you didn't tell

Me they'd disappear.

[ Plop! ]

[ Sloop! ]

[ Sloop! ]

[ Warble! Snap! ]

Mung daal: [ high-pitched ]

Aaaaaaaaah!

[ Normal voice ] shnitzel!

We've been robbed!

Sound the alarm!

[ Clang! ]

Truffles: why did shnitzel

Ring the alarm?

Mung daal: we've been robbed.

Truffles: aaaaaaaaah!

I told you so.

Aaaaaaaaah!

Mung daal: who knew

Marzipan city had become so

Seedy?

[ Birds tweeting ]

Chowder: what are we gonna

Do?

Mung daal: there's only one

Thing we can do -- get some

Protection.

Truffles: you want I should

Call the cops?

Mung daal: not that kind of

Protection.

Shnitzel: radda radda radda?

Truffles: no, not that kind

Of protection.

Mung daal: we need the kind

Of protection that eats crooks

For dinner.

Chowder: okay.

i'll do it.

Mung daal: no!

I'm talking about the belgian

Waffle...

Pbhttttttttttttttttttttttt!

...slobber-barker.

Chowder: what's a belgian

Waffle slobber-barker?

Mung daal: it's a guard dog

Made out of food, of course.

Chowder: ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo,

Hoo, hoo!

Mung daal: okay, shnitzel,

We need 75 pounds of dog dough

Droppings.

Now a spoonful of snawhide

Bones.

Finally, a pinch of special k-9.

Now we let it bake for 11

Minutes.

Chowder: but, mung, are you

Sure we shouldn't add anything

Else?

'Cause judging by this picture,

The belgian waffle

Slobber-barker doesn't look like

He could eat any crooks for

Dinner.

Mung daal: now, chowder, you

Know we never stray from the

Recipe.

Come on.

We got 11 minutes to k*ll.

Chowder: I know he just said

We never stray from the recipe,

But just to make sure we get the

Best protection possible, I'll

Add this crazy fruit in.

Hey, look at my face!

I'm-a so crazy!

Chowder: no crook's gonna

Steal any more of my food.

[ Rumble! ]

[ Growls ]

11 Minutes later...

Mung daal: boy, that has to

Be the craziest episode we've

Ever had.

Our dish should be done right...

About...

Now.

[ Boom! ]

[ Barking ferociously ]

All: aaaaaaaaaah!

[ Zip! ]

[ Growls ]

Mung daal: what should we

Call him?

Chowder: scary!

[ Barking ferociously ]

[ All panting ]

Truffles: we got protection

Yet?

Chowder: we've created a

Mon--

[ Bonk! ]

Mung daal: oh, wait till you

See him.

What an adorable puppy.

Truffles: aww! Is he cute?

Aww!

Aah!

[ Barking ferociously ]

Chowder: now that scary's in

Control of the kitchen, we may

Never cook again.

Mung daal: he's not in

Control!

He just hasn't met his master

Chef.

[ Barking ferociously ]

Mung daal: heel, scary!

[ Chomp! ]

Sit, boy. Sit.

[ Tinkles ]

Mung daal: roll over.

[ Scraaaaape! ]

Now, give me your paw.

[ Smack! Whistle! ]

[ Crash! Clatter! ]

[ Babbling ]

Chowder: someone ought to

Tell scary that we're not the

Crooks.

Mung daal: aha!

In order to train scary to

Attack crooks, shnitzel here is

Going to pretend to break in.

Shnitzel: radda.

[ Snoring ]

[ Farting ]

Shnitzel: oh! Oh!

Radda.

Mung daal: crook!

Attack!

[ Pop! ]

Shnitzel: radda?

Radda radda!

[ Chomp! ]

Mung daal: good boy, scary!

Shnitzel: radda!

Radda radda radda radda!

[ Whimpers ]

Mung daal: see?

Now scary knows to only attack

Crooks.

[ Chomp! ]

Aaaaah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Ooooooooooooh hooooooooaaaaaaha!

Chowder: and crooked noses,

Too.

Shnitzel: ohhhhhh!

Ohhhhh-h*, h*-h*, radda.

Mung daal: okay, I read on

The internet that you can train

Slobber-barkers using this

Special type of whistle that

Makes a sound they can't stand.

So when I blow it, he'll bow to

His master.

Chowder: you show him, old

Man!

Mung daal: scary, as your

Master, I command you to obey

Me.

[ Muffled high-pitched whistle ]

Chowder: [ groaning ]

That hurts!

[ Groaning continues ]

[ Panting ]

[ Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! ]

Mung daal: this thing's a

Piece of junk.

Maybe I'm not blowing hard

Enough.

[ Inhales deeply ]

[ Muffled high-pitched whistle ]

Chowder: [ groaning ]

[ Poink! ]

[ Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! ]

[ Groaning continues ]

Mung daal: that's the last

Time I listen to anything on the

Internet!

Chowder: [ panting ]

[ Warble! ]

Mung daal: don't get too

Upset, chowder.

We'll find a way to train this

Beast.

[ Thump! Thump! Thump! ]

[ Sneezes loudly ]

Mung daal: oh, I give up.

If you need me, I'll be spending

Time with truffles.

Chowder: it's that bad, huh?

Mung daal: yes -- that bad.

Chowder: hmm...

[ Gasps ]

I know who might be able to help

Us!

[ Ringing ]

You called the right guy.

For I am...

The dog mumbler.

But before I do any

Dog-mumblin', I have to put

On...

My rollerblades!

Okay.

Stand back.

Let the dog mumblin' begin!

Mind giving me a push?

[ Growls ]

[ Mumbles ]

Chh!

Hey!

Chh!

[ Mumbling ]

Ma-mumble, mum.

Mumble, mumble, mumble.

Ble-mum.

[ Whimpers ]

It's okay.

You can tell me.

I'm the dog mumbler.

[ Barking ]

Oh, that's terrible.

Well, go on!

[ Barking ]

Chowder...

He says that he's normally not

This scary and he doesn't know

Why he's acting like such a

Beast.

You followed the slobber-barker

Recipe exactly, right?

You didn't throw in any other,

Uh, wacky ingredients in, did

You?

Chowder: uh-oh.

Chowder?

Chowder: I did add a crazy

Fruit in for extra protection.

Not crazy fruit!

That's...

That's crazy!

Now, you know what you must do?

Go inside scary and get that

Crazy fruit out!

We just need to figure out a way

To get inside him.

[ Yoink! ]

[ Ting! ]

[ Sparkle! ]

[ Pitter! Pitter! ]

Crook!

Attack, scary!

[ Growls ]

[ Chomp! ]

Chowder? You in there?

Chowder: [ echoing ] yeah,

It's really gross!

And I found mung's nose!

Okay.

Now, you got to find that crazy

Fruit.

Chowder: uh, crazy --

Aah! Aaaaaaaaaah!

Aaaaaah haaaa!

[ Laughing ] he found it.

Chowder: [ screaming ]

What?

Are you okay?

Chowder: gazpacho, I need

Your help!

This is too much crazy for me to

Handle!

I'm coming, little buddy!

[ Zip! ]

Crook!

Attack!

[ Chomp! ]

Aaaaaaah!

This thing is really crazy!

Mung daal: chowder?

Is everything all right?

Chowder: aah! Mung!

I put crazy fruit in the

Slobber-barker recipe, and now

Gazpacho and I are trying to get

It out!

Hello, mung!

Aah!

Mung daal: how'd you get in

There?

Chowder: crook!

Attack!

[ Growls ]

[ Chomp! ]

[ All screaming ]

Mung daal: we got it.

Chowder: [ panting ]

But how do we get out?

We have to wait until nature

Calls.

[ Telephone rings ]

Chowder: hello?

[ Toilet flushes ]

[ Panting ]

[ All panting ]

[ Thump! Thump! Thump! ]

Chowder: we did it!

Truffles: [ whimpers ]

Is anyone still alive in here?

Mung daal: I'd like you to

Meet our new, fully trained

Guard dog.

Say hello to not-so-scary.

Truffles: ooh!

Mung daal: now that we solved

Our slobber-barker problem,

Would anyone care for a slice of

Fresh cryberry pie that I

Somehow baked while all this

Wacky hijinks was taking place?

It should done cooling off by...

Now?

[ High-pitched ] aaaaaaaah!

[ Normal voice ] we've been

Robbed!

Chowder: [ muffled ] we

Weren't robbed.

We were hungry.

[ Muffled ] good pie.

[ Bubble! Bubble! ]

Mung daal: attack! Crooks!

[ Barking ferociously ]

Chowder: aah!

Aah!

[ Purring ]

Shnitzel: awww.

Radda radda.

Ah, radda radda.

Radda radda!

Ra-radda radda radda radda

Radda radda.

Radda radda?

[ Meows ]

Shnitzel: radda radda.

Radda radda?

Radda?

Yes, you radda.

[ Meows ]

Shnitzel: yes, you radda.

[ Meows ]

Shnitzel: yes, you --

Uh...uh...

[ Meows ]

Shnitzel: radda.

Truffles: ha ha!

You can bet I'm gonna tell

everyone about this.

[ Meows ]