05x21 - Uncle Greedpa

[bunniefuu]

There's no business
like no business.

I could really use a hot dog
right about now.

[ Beep ]

[ Groans ]

Really got to water
my hot dog plant more often.

Oh, well.
Waste not, want not, dude.

[ Groaning ]

Tired of the same
ol' hot dogs?

Maybe.

Then get ready...

Okay.

'Cause you're gonna love...

Uh huh.

Fancy dogs?!

Wha That's way bigger
than the one I've already got.

Maybe I should buy a fancy dog.

$6?!

All I've got is like 40 cents.

Aw, dang it!

[ Roars! ]

Uncle Grandpa,
everything okay in here?

I've only got 40 cents
in my pocket,

so now I'm stuck
eating tiny hot dogs!

Okay.

Well, I'm guessing
you're having money issues.

Why not get a job?

But I have a job.

I'm Uncle Grandpa!

[ Squeak! ]

I mean a job that pays.

Jobs can pay money?

How come I've never
heard of that?

You're a genius, Mr. Gus!

I'll start charging kids

for my Uncle Grandpa
"serviceez."

Starting...now!

[ Tires screech ]

Hi, Angie!
Need any help from this guy?

Uncle Grandpa, Little Princess
Pretty is stuck in this tree!

[ Cat meows ]

Classic cartoon problem.

I'll have her down
in a jiffy.

Oh, Princess Pretty...

Aah!
[ Cat yowls ]

Princess Pretty!

[ Grunts ]
[ Cat shrieks ]

[ Strained ]
Here's your freak cat back.

Thank you so much
for helping me, Uncle Grandpa!

So, "cat stuck in tree,"
let's see, would be about...

hmm, extra fee
for rushed service...

facial reconstruction cost

would come to a total

of...6 bucks.

All I've got is this.

Aw, man!

I got to make these kids
pay with real cash money.

Bye, Uncle Grandpa!
Huh?

You never said goodbye.

Uh, oh, yeah. Sorry.

Bye, Angie!

Hey, no problem,
Uncle Grandpa!

Have a nice day!
See you soon!

Say, Belly Bag, uh,
what's going on here?

Looks like you're smack dab
in the middle of a long goodbye.

So long!
It's been great seeing you!

Great seeing you, too!

Oh, man.
This could go on for months!

Leave it to me, U. G.!

Perfect, Belly Bag!

Now let's go!

Oh, uh, that's not motorized.
You have to push.

I'll be seeing you
around town!

Okay, see ya!

Oh, whoa, whoa! Aah!

[ Pitter! ]

That was a close one,
Belly Bag.

Goodbye, Uncle Grandpa!

Aah!

Sorry, I don't do
long goodbyes!

Phew! I thought we were never
gonna get out of that.

[ Panting ]

Juice Kid: Uncle Grandpa!
[ Screech! ]

Huh?
Over here!

I need your help!

A juice stand, huh?

I get it. You're just getting
your new venture off the ground,

but you just can't find
a paying customer.

Actually, lack of customers
is not the problem.

[ Gasps ]

Look at all that moolah!

Well, I can see
cash flow is not a problem.

Yeah, I just
ran out of juice!

Allow me to make
a business proposition.

I shall provide
all the fresh juice you desire

for 6, count em',

and not 1 dollar less.

and not 1 doll air less.

Deal!
Deal!

Now, without further adieu,
bring in Farmer Grandpa!

Good mornin'!

Whatcha say, Belly Pouch?
Shall we get a juicin'?

Why, you said it, Farmer G!

I got the seeds!

Then what are you
waitin' fer?

Plant those puppies!

Now let's see.

There he is!

Come on, Mister Gray 'n' Puffy.

Make it rain on our nice,
little juice garden.

All right, all right!
Stop shovin'!

[ Thunder crashes ]
Much obliged, buddy!

Hey, there, Sunny.
I need to borrow

your golden, life giving rays
for a second.

[ Creak! ]

[ Pop! Pop! ]

Thanks, Sunny!

Open wide, Belly Pouch!

[ Whoosh! Gulp! ]

Now juice that fruit!

[ Buzz! ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Spitting ]

Thanks, Farmer Grandpa!

We're gonna make
so much money!

Speaking of money,

how 'bout those dollars
we agreed on earlier?

Just reach into
that fat stash there

and pluck out 6,
count em', 6 dollars.

A deal is a deal!




What's this? A joke?

Those were the terms of the
deal. You take it or leave it.

Perhaps next time,

procure payment
before rendering services?

Thanks.
[ Mumbling ] Doll hairs...

talkin' 'bout doll hairs...
I'll tell you about your...

Uncle Grandpa,
can you help me?

I got to finish
my paper route,

but there's a turtle
stuck in my spokes.

Yeah, I can help.

But it'll cost you, and I expect
to be paid up front.

Well, I don't get paid
until after I finish my route.

Maybe you can help me now,
and I can pay you later?

Ha! Like I would ever
trust a kid

with a turtle in his spokes.

[ Boing! ]
[ Groans ]

I'm gonna need
wealthier clients

if I want to make enough money
to buy a fancy dog.

[ Cha ching! ]

Aha! Now, that's
what I'm talking about.

[ Poink! ]

Yes, Uncle Grandpa?

I was wondering
if you needed any help?

[ Slurps ]
You good with hedges?

Am I?
There was this one episode

when I made this kid
fight a dragon made of bushes.

Really well animated.

Yeah, yeah. Let me know
when you're finished.

Manual labor.

How hard can it be?

Oh, brother.

How am I gonna cut up
all these dollar signs

with this rickety, old thing?

Hmm.
Maybe if I make a couple tweaks.

[ Squeak, squeak ]

[ Crash! ]

Ha! There we go.

♪♪

These dumb trees
don't even put up a fight.

Service with a smile.

Aah!

My sculpture garden!

You've destroyed
everything!

Now, let's get down
to brass tacks.

That'll be 6
smackeroonies.

If that's how much it takes
to get rid of you!

Make it out to Uncle
Yeah, you got it.

Here. Now get lost!

Commerce!

Whoo hoo hoo! Grandpa's
gonna taste that doggie!

[ Giggles ] Huh?
[ Groaning ]

[ Continues groaning ]

What's wrong, Jeremy?

I wasn't able
to finish my paper route,

and now I lost my job.

That's no reason
to be depressed.

Didn't you hear?
I just got $6.

What do you care? You never
helped me with my problem.

Oh, you're right.

Would it cheer you up
if I gave you the $6?

Sure, I guess
for a little while.

Well, okay then.

Here you go.
Yes!

Now I can buy one of those fancy
hot dogs you've been craving!

Guess money solves
all problems...'cept mine.

Mr. Uncle Grandpa?

Who's askin'?

[ Clears throat ]

My name is Mr. Jubby Jubs,

and I'm the CEO
of Fancy Dogs, LLC.

Like all giant corporations,

we scout the world
looking for good deeds

using our highly sophisticated
surveillance team.

[ Tink! ]
Okay, get to the point.

We observed your generosity
to that young child.

And as a reward
for your kindness,

we'd like to present to you,
not just one,

but two fancy dogs!

[ Ting! ]

[ Gasps ]

Give it to me e e e!

What a weirdo.

[ Tires screech ]

[ Boing! Boing! ]

[ Tires squeal ]

So, Uncle Grandpa, you learn
any valuable lessons today?

Probably.

[ Chomp! Chomp! ]

[ Pbht! ]

I'm okay with this.

Mornin', Mr. Gus.

Staring contest, eh?

Well, count me in.
[ Mug shatters ]

You know the rules.

First one to blink
cleans the fridge for a year.

Okay, amigo.

Here we go.

Aah!
I can never win!

I'm addicted to the sweet
sensation of blinking!

My eyes
love to stay moist!

Guess you're pretty happy
about winning.

Mr. Gus?

Another round, eh?

You're on!

[ Laughs ]

Uh...

Uh...

[ Groaning ]

I can't do it!

Guess I'll start
cleaning the fridge now.

Best 3 out of 5!

You're losing
this time, chump!

[ Straining ]

[ Babbling indistinctly ]

Huh?

Those roaches trick you
into a staring contest again?

Yes.

That was quite delicious.