03x09 - Chowder Grows Up

[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 ]

[ Poof! Poof! Poof! ]

Truffles: [ humming ]

That's nice.

You got that order ready yet?!

Shnitzel: [ panting ]

Mung daal: I told you,

Truffles -- flammaburgers are a

Very flammable dish!

If any two touch each other in

Any way...kablooey!

[ Smack! ]

No more kitchen.

Sorry, chowder.

Chowder: [ gasps ]

No more kitchen?

Mung daal: don't worry.

It's only a painting.

Truffles: well, it's taking

Too long!

I bonk you!

[ Bonk! Bonk! ]

[ Shatter! ]

Chowder: [ laughs

Maniacally ]

Mung daal: stop that,

Chowder!

Kablooey! Remember?

Chowder: I forgot.

[ Deep voice ] oh, gosh.

Mung daal: now, watch

Carefully.

First, add smetchup.

Now, baconmitts, gunions,

Dandylion...

Chowder: [ thinking ] boy,

I sure do love being mung's

Apprentice.

But he is...so...boring.

So b-bored.

[ Sighs ]

So bo-o-o-o-o-red.

Huh? What's this?

Ooooh!

[ Sizzle! Sizzle! ]

[ Both giggle ]

Both: I love you.

Chowder: I now pronounce you

Husband and wife.

[ Pop! ]

You may kiss the flammaburgers!

Whoosh!

Mung daal: chowder!

You touched them!

[ Fwoosh! ]

Chowder: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Mung daal: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Shnitzel: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Truffles: [ unenthused ] aah.

[ Kablooey! ]

[ Whistle! ]

[ Whistle! ]

[ Crash! ]

Mung daal: chowder, I think

It's time we had a talk.

[ Monitor beeping steadily ]

You've got to start acting like

A more responsible chef.

Someday, I'll retire --

Or be k*lled by you --

And you'll become the master.

And I need to know you'll be

Ready when the time comes.

You understand what I'm saying?

Chowder?

Chowder: but this whole

Cartoon series is based on me

Being the apprentice.

I refuse to not be the

Apprentice!

Refuse! [ Bonk! ]

Refuse! [ Bonk! ]

Refuse! [ Bonk! ]

Mung daal: [ groaning ]

Chowder: learning from you is

My reason, mung.

[ Voice breaking ] and without

My reason, I have no reason!

Do you not see?

[ Pop! ]

[ Sniffles ]

I love you.

And not just any old love -- the

Kind of love that is needy and

Dysfunctional!

[ Crack! ]

Mung daal: [ groans ]

[ Buzzer ]

Chowder: hey, what's that

Sound?

Blah bl-blah. I'm a doctor.

Uh, blah bl-blah bl-blah.

[ Poink-poink! Poink! Poink! ]

[ Zap! Sizzle! ]

Mung daal: ahh!

So, you see, chowder, you simply

Can't be my apprentice forever.

Come on.

Now, let's hug on it.

Chowder: no! No! No! No! No!!

I will never grow up.

Ever!

Mung daal: you can't do that!

Chowder: I have already made

Up my mind.

[ Sloop! ]

In pigtails.

[ High-pitched ] I am

Chowder's brain made up in

Pigtails.

[ Upbeat music plays ]

Chowder: ♪ I don't want to

Grow up ♪

♪ I'm a chef's apprentice ♪

♪ There's a lot of chefs in

Marzipan, and mung's the best ♪

[ Guitar strums ]

[ Thud! ]

[ Whistle! Pop! ]

♪ I don't want to grow up ♪

♪ 'Cause, baby, if I did ♪

[ Whish! ]

♪ I wouldn't be mung's

Apprentice ♪

[ Sloop! ]

[ Squeak! Squeak! ]

Shnitzel: aaah!

Chowder: ♪ I don't want to

Grow up ♪

♪ Being young is the best ♪

♪ There's a lot of food to make

Right here, it is my nest ♪

Panini: someday we'll make a

Nest, numnums.

Chowder: aaaaaaaaah!

[ Music stops, organ plays ]

♪ I'm not your boyfrie-e-e-nd ♪

[ Organ stops ]

[ Music resumes ]

♪ With cakes and steaks and

Pizza with grapes ♪

♪ It's the greatest ol' job

There is ♪

Stop, chowder.

You're getting your stinky song

All over me.

[ Blows ]

[ Music stops ]

How did I get in this music

Number, anyway?

[ Music resumes ]

Chowder: ♪ I don't get paid,

But even if I di-i-i-i-d ♪

[ Patter! Patter! Patter! ]

[ Thud! Crash! ]

[ Ploink! Ploink! ]

♪ I want to be a chef's

Apprenti-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i... ♪

...i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ce ♪

[ Music stops ]

So, we gonna finish cooking

Those flammaburgers, mung?

Mung daal: chowder, we

Finished those 20 years ago.

Chowder: aah! Look at me!

What happened to my body?!

Mung daal: you were too busy

Singing to notice time pass.

Chowder: [ baby voice ] but

I'm still a wittle child.

Scoopydoops.

[ Normal voice ] weren't you

Listening to my song?!

Mung daal: duhhhh....

For 20 long years, I've been

Listening.

[ Screech! ]

But today is the day I told you

Would finally come.

We're retiring.

Truffles: it's about time!

Mung daal: yes.

Poor truffles has worked her

Fingers to the bone.

[ Sizzle! Sizzle! ]

Chowder: oh, my!

Mung daal: and it's not just

us you're holding back.

Because you never matured,

Shnitzel had to find someone he

Could complain to about you --

Someone who would listen with

Open arms.

Chowder: [ gasps ]

Shnitzel married endive?!

Shnitzel: ra-ra!

[ Laughing maniacally ]

Chowder: [ sobbing ] what

Sort of horrific future is this?

Mung daal: oh, there's more.

By not growing up, you are also

Ruining your friends' lives.

Chowder: no!

Mung daal: yes.

Come on. I'll show you.

[ Whish! ]

Chowder: wow!

I didn't know you could fly.

Mung daal: oh, sure.

Anything's possible in one of

These 30-minute specials.

Here's our first stop.

[ Whoosh! ]

Chowder: where are we?

Mung daal: panini's bakery.

Chowder: how am I ruining her

Life?

Mung daal: let's take a look,

Shall we?

Hmm?

Chowder: yuh-huh!

Whoa!

Look at all this stuff she has.

Mung daal: since you won't

Fulfill your destiny and marry

Her, she's been stuck in limbo

Waiting to start family life.

Chowder: panini likes me?

I had no idea.

Mung daal: and the worst

Part is, she takes out her

Frustration on her apprentice,

Ambrosia.

No! Aah!

N-o-o-o-o!

Panini: [ deeper voice ]

Mama's little baby numnums.

[ Shake! Shake! Shake! ]

[ Coughs ]

I didn't sign up for this.

Chowder: poor panini.

It's all my fault.

Panini: [ gasps ]

Chowder? Is that you?

Mung daal: come.

I have something else to show

You.

[ Whoosh! ]

Let's peek in on gorgonzola.

Oh, sure -- he's done well for

Himself and become top c.e.o. At

Candle corp industries.

Chowder: that's good, right?

Mung daal: no.

It's a hollow victory.

Let's have a look, shall we?

Chowder: yeah, yeah, yeah!

[ High-pitched ] you have a

Meeting in five minutes,

Mr. Gorgonzola...sir.

[ Deeper voice ] kabob, I

Thought I told you to wear your

Uniform.

Yes, b--

Put it on.

[ Rattle! Rattle! Rattle! ]

Ha!

Look at you, chowder!

Look!

I have become terrifically

Successful!

And what are you -- a pathetic

Stooge!

Please, sir.

Can I take off my uniform now?

No!

Say what chowder would say!

I'm chubby?

[ Groans ]

Ohh!

It's not the same!

[ Smack! ]

Don't look at me!

[ Crying ]

[ Zip! ]

I need chowder to be my rival!

[ Whip! ]

Aaaah!

[ Thud! ]

Chowder: oh, my.

Mung daal: how can gorgonzola

Brag about outdoing your

Accomplishments if you haven't

Grown up and accomplished

Anything?

Chowder: I'm so ashamed.

Mung daal: I have something

Else to show you -- a little

Inspiration.

Chowder: hey, why is

Gazpacho's fruit stand closed?

Mung daal: that's a good

Question.

Let's take a look, shall we?

Hmm?

Chowder: yeah, yeah, yeah!

[ Coin clanks ]

[ Static ]

greetings, marzipan and

citizens therein!

i wa--

wow! This is loud.

if you just, uh, turn the

volume knob.

[ Click ]

[ Softer ] a little lower.

[ Softer ] little low--

too low.

that's...

perfect! Right there!

Chowder: [ echoing ]

Gazpacho, it's me -- your flabby

Little friend.

no, kid, this is just a

recording of my voice.

[ Whip! ]

it is my esteemed privilege to

welcome you to...

gazpacho's glory emporium!

free parking on weekends.

the place where you can get the

latest news about my amazing

life since I matured and

became...

dah-d-dah!

please add another 25 sments.

[ Coin clanks ]

thank you.

...a super spy/kung fu warrior!

and did I mention ninja?

just today, I defused a b*mb

with nothing but a paper clip

and a trout.

and last thursday, I was seen

in the dark woods doing the

karate.

that did not work out so hot.

[ chuckles ]

yes -- I get to date girls!

and flying contraptions --

lots and lots of flying

contraptions!

Mung daal: so, you see,

Chowder, if gazpacho can grow

Up, anybody can.

[ muffled ] w-wait!

i got more!

Chowder: you're right, mung.

I can't let everyone down.

And with gazpacho as my

Perspiration --

Mung daal: "inspiration."

Chowder: whatever.

...i will grow up...

[ Creak! Creak! Snap! ]

...and choose my very own

Apprentice.

I've gathered you all here today

Because I need an apprentice.

Not just any apprentice.

I'm looking for the perfect

Apprentice.

If you are lucky enough to be

The chosen one, I will teach you

To cook as my master chef,

Mung daal, taught me to cook.

And his master, lo mein, had

Taught him to cook.

And the master before him taught

him to cook.

And another master taught him to

Cook.

And another taught him as...

And so on and so on.

Step forward, candidates.

It's time to make my choice.

Mung daal: finally!

Ohh! How about this one?

[ Lap! Lap! Lap! Lap! Lap! ]

[ Lap! Lap! Lap! Lap! Lap! ]

[ Slurp! ]

[ Splat! ]

Chowder: eh. Too sour.

Ooh!

[ Giggles ]

Chowder: too sweet.

[ Singing operatically ]

Chowder: too musical.

Too cool.

Yeah, boy.

Chowder: too silly.

Too sweaty.

Too carl.

Too realistic.

Mung daal: and you're too

Picky.

There's nobody left to choose!

Chowder: no, mung.

There is one left.

[ Boing! ]

[ Pop! ]

Uh, hello?

[ Rattle! Rattle! Rattle! ]

Chowder: he's perfect!

I will name him "scraps"!

My new apprentice!

[ Gasps ] what'd I do?

Don't hurt me!

[ Gags ]

Mung daal: congratulations,

Chowder.

In no time at all, you'll be

Grown up.

[ Vomits ]

[ Groans ]

Mung daal: said "grown up,"

Not "thrown up."

[ Poof! Poof! Poof! ]

Chowder: uh...hi?

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Mung daal: chowder!

Chowder: it wasn't me!

[ Slap! Slap! Slap! ]

Mung daal: you promised me

You'd grow up!

We're all counting on you,

Chowder.

Don't let me down.

Chowder: don't worry,

Everybody.

You can count on me.

[ Laughs nervously ]

Oh, no!

I don't know what I'm doing.

Okay, chowder -- think.

Think.

[ Ping! Ping! Ping! ]

Aaaaah!

The thinking -- it hurts!

[ Thinking ] ignore the pain,

Chowder.

Be a master!

Got to be like...

Like...mung.

[ Flash! ]

Hey, that was easier than I

Thought.

But now what do I do?!

[ Thinking ] maybe if I don't

Move, things will be okay.

Mung daal: cook something!

Chowder: right -- c-cook

Something.

All right, scraps, you and I are

Going to cook.

We're just gonna follow this

Simple recipe for...a piece of

Cake.

Oh, good. That sounds easy.

Step 1 -- put an egg in a bowl.

Okay.

We got this.

Egg in a bowl.

Egg...in a bowl.

Aaah! I'm a failure!

I can't do this!

You're all better off without me

Here!

[ Door closes ]

Narrator: and so chowder left

Marzipan...

Chowder: [ sighs ]

Narrator: ...and walked many

Miles looking for a place where

He could be alone.

And at last found himself in the

Sands of the shmahara dessert.

[ Sizzle! ]

Chowder: hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!

Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!

Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!

Bleeehhhh...

Bleeehhh...

[ Slurp! ]

[ Pop! ]

Hee hee. Better.

[ Sighs ]

[ Sloop! ]

H-hey, find your own shade,

Bro.

[ Trickle! Trickle! ]

Chowder: whew!

My new life in the dessert sure

Is hard.

I'm glad I brought along my

Backpack full of food.

Good ol' food.

Sweet, tender, delicious

Foo-o-o-o-d!

I love my food.

[ Pat! Pat! Pat! ]

[ Pip! ]

[ Coughs ]

Hi, mr. Chowder.

I couldn't let you go alone.

You're the only one who ever

Believed in me.

Chowder: scraps?

But where's the food?

Oh, and I left all the food

Back at the kitchen.

[ Ploing! ]

Chowder: bad scraps!

Very, very bad scraps!

Now we're gonna starve!

[ Sobbing ] starve!

Don't worry, scraps.

I wouldn't let anything happen

To you.

[ Sizzle! Sizzle ]

Sorry, scraps.

I let everything happen to you.

At least I can be your master in

Death.

I'd be honored to follow you,

Sir.

[ Rip! ]

[ Thud! ]

[ Guuuuuuuuush! ]

[ Gloop! ]

Chowder: [ echoing ] where am

I?

[ Raspy voice ] relax.

I'm not going to eat you.

I'm going to eat...your friend.

[ Laughs, wheezes ]

That's just a little dessert

Humor.

[ Rip! ]

Look, chowder! h*! It's me!

Chowder: gazpacho!

But enough about me.

Tell me about you!

Who is your delicious-looking

Friend?

Chowder: where's your jet

Packs?

Uhhhhh...

Chowder: where's all the

Ladies?

Mm...uhhhhh...

Chowder: was it all a lie?

Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh...

[ Sobbing ] oh, it's true!

It's true!

It was a lie!

My whole life...is a lie!

Mr. Chowder?

Is that thing still gonna eat

Me?

Chowder: gazpacho, I don't

Understand.

How did this happen?

[ Snorts ]

Well, it all started when mother

Said it was time for me to grow

Up...

And get a real job, like

Accounting.

Blech!

Plus, the fact that I can't do

Math!

[ Crackle! ]

So I did what any

Self-respecting failure would

Do -- I hid.

[ Pop! ]

Well, actually, I cried like a

Baby for a week first.

Then I hid.

Chowder: [ gasps ]

This story is so relatable.

But now it's just me and my

Man cave, where nothing can hurt

Me ever again.

[ Thud! ]

[ Hisses ]

Except for the scorpions.

[ Blump! ]

The venom burns.

Chowder: is this the life I

Thought I wanted?

Yeah, the life here is great.

[ Strained ] you should totally

Stay with me -- here in the man

Cave.

We can hide from...reality.

Chowder: well, I don't know.

Seems a little terrifying.

[ Normal voice ] please,

Chowder.

Please stay. I'm so lonely.

And I need someone to suck the

Venom out.

You know, when I was young, I

Always wanted to open what I

Call "the fruit stand-up."

This crazy idea -- I do stand-up

Comedy whilst customers buy my

Fruit and vegetables.

Chowder: wow!

That's the best idea you've ever

Had!

Girl, why ain't you did it?

Well, mother says growing up

Is about doing what's expected

Of you, not what you want to do.

Chowder: hmm.

Gazpacho, maybe -- just maybe --

Your mother's wrong?

Shush! Shush!

She might hear you.

Chowder: no, for reals.

You're a talented dude.

Dudes like you don't live in

Caves with gross scorpions.

That stings!

Hey, maybe -- maybe you're

Right!

But what about you?

Why are you hiding in the

Dessert?

You -- you were built to cook!

Mr. Chowder, you made cooking

Fun.

For the first time in my life,

I'm not scared.

Seriously, who is this guy?

Can we eat him yet or what?

Chowder: this guy?

This guy is scraps, my

Apprentice.

And I am his cooking master.

And, so help me, before the

Night is done, we shall cook a

Dish together!

So we're not eating him,

Then?!

Mung daal: chowder's back!

Chowder: and I'm large and in

Charge!

Mung daal: look, I'm glad you

Came back.

Here's a recipe.

Just follow it, and you'll

Become a master chef.

That's all I ask of you.

Chowder: but that's just it,

Mung.

There is something I've needed

To do for a long time.

Shnitzel: radda radda?

Chowder: thank you, shnitzel.

But what I mean is this.

Mung daal: he ripped up the

Recipe!

That's my last chance for

Retirement!

Trust your heart, chowder.

Oh, no! Not the venom!

Why the face?!

Chowder: gazpacho's right.

I must trust the dream in my

Heart, not the venom in my face.

[ Creak! Flump! ]

Quick, scraps.

Quick like a bunny.

We need to find a new recipe.

Uh...uh...uh...

Chowder: quick like a cute

Little bunny!

Eeeeeeee!

[ Plunk! ]

Chowder: sorry.

It's the pressure talking.

A cute little bunny!

Oh. Hmm.

How about...hard-boiled schmegg?

Chowder: way too complicated.

Carrot stick?

Chowder: even worse!

Cup of water?

Chowder: I don't even know

How to begin to get my head

Around that one!

I need you to think outside the

Box.

I think I just made a big

Mess in my pants.

[ Ding! ]

Chowder: that gives me an

Idea!

[ Clatter! Clatter! ]

[ Splat! ]

[ Splat! ]

[ Splat! ]

Both: ♪ la la la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la la la ♪

Mung daal: oh, chowder.

You get some sort of sick kick

Out of making me cry?!

Chowder: what do you talk?

Mung daal: I've seen some

Pretty sad dishes in my day, but

that one really takes the cake.

Truffles: yeah, takes the

Cake all the way to the

Vomitorium!

Chowder: but I -- but I tried

Really hard.

And I did it my way.

And...

And it's still a disaster.

Chowder: it's not a disaster!

Panini: well, what recipe did

You follow?

Chowder: I didn't follow a

Recipe.

Truffles: well, what did you

Do -- make one up?

Chowder: yes.

Is that bad?

No.

I say it's pretty darn good.

Chowder: scraps?

[ Squish! Squish! ]

Mung daal: no, scraps!

Don't eat it!

[ Chomp! Chomp! ]

[ Gulps ]

Mmmmmmm!

Panini: hey!

Scraps ate it and didn't die!

That's right.

And you should all try it.

Chowder worked really hard.

Chowder: and so did my new

Apprentice, scraps.

[ Chomp! Chomp! Chomp! ]

All: mmmm! Mm! Mmm!

Mung daal: hmm.

You know, it may be half baked,

But it's not half bad.

What do you call it, chowder?

Chowder: I call it "chowder's

Big mess cake"!

Mung daal: well, it should be

Your signature dish when you

Take over the catering company,

Because I declare -- this dish

Is a success!

Chowder: [ gasps ]

So I did it?

[ Deeper voice ] yaaaaay!

[ Smack! Squeak! ]

I think I just became a man.

Narrator: and so, with

Chowder finally having grown up,

Everyone was able to move on

With their lives.

Mung and truffles retired to

Boca.

Mung daal: ladies.

[ Clank! ]

[ Creak! Creak! ]

Narrator: gorgonzola could be

Happy now that he had a peer to

Brag to.

Ha! I'm richer than you!

Chowder: yeah, but I'm still

Taller than you.

[ Claps ]

Ha! Now I'm taller than you!

I win!

Chowder: win what?

I win at life!

Chowder: oh, congratulations.

Don't -- don't congratulate

Me!

Be jealous!

Be jealous, darn you!

Narrator: shnitzel discovered

He actually enjoyed being

Married to endive.

Want seconds on pie, my love?

Shnitzel: radda radda.

Oh, wait.

You have some crumbs on your

Face.

Let me clean them off.

[ Smack! ]

[ Whiffle! Whiffle! ]

[ Slobber! ]

Shnitzel: ra...

Radda.

Mama needs seconds, too.

[ Smack! ]

Narrator: gazpacho got the

Guts to open his dream store.

So, why did tomato turn red?

Ooh!

'Cause he saw the salad

dressing!

[ Laughter ]

Ha!

Yes!

[ Laughing ] that's funny...

'Cause it's true.

Narrator: chowder finally

Became the master and took over

The catering company.

Chowder: and that's how we

Make mustachio ice cream.

[ Chomp! ]

[ Coughs ]

Hair ball!

Panini: numnums?

Narrator: and, of course, he

Married panini.

Panini: I'm taking our 50

Babies out for a walkie-walk.

Chowder: I thought we only

Had 30 babies.

Panini: I had 20 more

Yesterday!

Yes, I did.

Chowder: oh.

Hi, new babies!

All: hi, daddy!

Chowder: [ normal voice ] no!

Stop! Hold it!

I reject this future!

It's evil! Evil!

Panini: [ normal voice ] but,

Chowder, we look so happy

Together.

Chowder: I'm not your

Boyfriend!

Panini: just look at all our

Babies.

Chowder: I refuse to look!

Chowder: [ deeper voice ]

Man, we were cute kids.

Panini: [ deeper voice ]

Yeah.

Chowder: but seriously, no

More babies, okay?

Help! Help!

The babies got me!

Panini: okay, I'll stop.

Chowder: babies, no!

Put scraps down!

Babies!

[ Indistinct shouting ]

[ Crash! Clatter! ]

Chowder: shnitzel!

I just had the craziest dream.

It was 20 years into the future.

What do you think it means?

Shnitzel: radda radda.

Chowder: [ gasps ]

Huh? What?

Wow, shnitzel.

I just had a dream that I had a

Dream, and you were explaining

My dream in the dream.

What do you suppose it means?

Shnitzel: radda radda radda

Radda.

Chowder: [ gasps ]

Huh? What?

Shnitzel, I just had a dream

That I had a dream that I had a

Dream that you were explaining

My dream in the dream while

Dreaming.

What do you suppose that means?

Shnitzel: [ sighs ]

Oh, radda.