01x04 - I Named It Whiskers/How Angus Got His Groove Back

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ Once there was a captain ♪

♪ He was a serious dude ♪

♪ Well he crashed into a mountain ♪

♪ Man it lightened the mood ♪

♪ Speaking of lightening the mood ♪

♪ Speaking of thunderous joy ♪

♪ In comes Parker J, a raincloud ♪

♪ Looking for new employ ♪

♪ The beardful captain said, "Hey!" ♪

♪ The cheerful raincloud said, "Hi!" ♪

♪ They started working together ♪

♪ What a magical sight ♪

♪ The Middlemost Post, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh ♪

♪ The Middlemost Post ♪

♪ Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh ♪

[mellow music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Gonna see Lily ♪

♪ 'Cause Lily's my friend ♪

♪ Got nothing to tell her ♪

♪ I just wanna hang ♪

[bell rings]

Lily!

You up for an epic hang sesh

with your best cloud friend in the whole world?

[gasps]

[uneasy music]

Hmm...

What's different about this place?

[screams]

- Parker, something bad has happened.

- What? Did the Middlemost Meat Cart

run out of kielbasas?

- Worse.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- [mechanical cackling]

- [groans]

[screams]

- Parker!

- [screams]

[electronic music plays]

Lily, did you make a k*ller vacuum?

- No time for compliments, Parker.

We're under att*ck.

[beeps]

both: Ow.

- It all started while I was working

on a new confetti cannon,

and I got to thinking,

"Wouldn't it be nice if I didn't have to

"vacuum up all that confetti?

Or...anything else ever again?"

So I made an autonomous smart vac

to do the work for me.

[party horn blows]

But the smart vac was too dumb and too slow.

So I did the logical thing.

I fixed it.

[whirring]

That worked, but only on the floors.

And what good is an autonomous smart vac

if it can't do walls and ceilings too?

So I added titanium claws.

And razor sharp teeth.

Then, it got ugly, and the little rascal

got into my taxidermy collection.

- Wow.

Hmm.

And did you add the ears for ultrasonic hearing?

And the whiskers for radar?

- No, I just thought they were cute.

- Aw, adorable!

- Parker, we need to stop Whiskers

before it destroys everything.

I call it Whiskers.

- Even more adorable!

Don't worry, Lily, I know how to fix this.

- Parker, I'm only % comfortable

with your plan to fix this.

- Shh, it's working! I see it!

All I have to do now

is look delicious and draw it out.

Once it's under the box, pull that string,

and we'll have it trapped.

- Like a rat in a box.

- Exactly!

See, so you've heard of this.

- [mechanical screeching] - Rat in the box!

- Rat in the box!

[screams]

You were right! Bad idea!

Sorry, Whiskers!

Oops!

Didn't mean it!

[crashing]

[muffled yelling]

[screams]

- [gasps]

You were the bravest of the brave,

the proudest of the proud,

and the cloudiest of the clouded.

- I try! - Parker!

[electricity zapping]

[yells]

That's weird.

I didn't design it to sh**t lightning bolts.

- Yup.

My bad, sorry!

[both breathing heavily] Whew!

- Okay...

it's time to bring out the big toys.

- I don't know what that means,

but it sounds awesome!

- I hope you brought your swimsuit, Parker.

Because you're about to wet yourself.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Wow.

I'm tinkling!

[whirring]

- Come on, Parker.

Let's. Do. Work.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[doorbell rings]

Hey, a customer!

- Ooh, I'll take care of the customer!

You take care of Whiskers.

- Sounds good. Lock the door when you're done.

- Good thinking.

- Come out, come out, wherever you are.

[beeping]

Oh, there you are.

- [mechanical screeching] - [grunts]

Hiyah!

[claws screeching]

♪ ♪

- Good afternoon.

What can I do for you, sir?

- What happened in here?

- That's not important.

What's important is you getting

the best customer service on the mountain.

How can I help?

[bang]

- Is everything okay?

- Well, since you clearly can't let it go,

Lily made an evil rat vacuum to clean her shop,

and now she's fighting it to the death!

Back to you.

Whatchya lookin' for today?

- [mechanical screech]

- Lily, where do you keep your ping pong balls?

- Um, to the left of the Smack Alarms.

- Got it!

My left or your left?

- We have the same left, Parker.

- Oh, yeah!

Thanks, Lily! - Of course, Parker.

[shouts]

Take this!

[beeping]

Oh, farts.

My battery's dead.

- [mechanical screech]

Low battery. Low battery.

Low battery.

- Aha!

- Wake up, fool!

- Ha! Lily.

Ping pong balls!

Here you are, sir.

Thank you for shopping at the Somewhere Store.

Come again! - Hold on.

I need one more thing.

[elevator music]

♪ ♪

- Lily, do you sell marker pens?

- Hmm, permanent or erasable?

- Um...

Either or.

- In the drawer next to

the solar powered flashlights.

- Super! As you were.

♪ ♪

- Hiyah!

- [screeches]

- [grunting]

[metal clanging]

Take that, you bully!

- [screeches]

- Ow.

Rats.

[screams]

[groans]

It looks like...

the apprentice has become the master.

- Here's your marker, sir.

- Perfect. [scribbling]

Put that there and put that there.

Look!

[both laughing]

- Classic! - I know.

It's never not funny.

- Parker...

a little help?

- Thank you for shopping at the Somewhere Store.

I hope you had a pleasant experience.

- [laughs] Thank you, I did.

- Lily!

What happened?

- Whiskers got the best of me

and destroyed the dopest suit I've ever made.

- Are you okay?

- My ego is bruised, but I can repair it.

Can you grab me my other suit?

- You got it!

- [chomping]

[swallows]

- Uh, Lily?

By any chance, do you have

another secret suit I don't know about?

- Uh...no.

- That rat!

[doorbell rings] Another customer!

- But I thought you locked the door.

- Oh. My. Cloud.

[bell dings]

[squeaky laughter]

- [crying]

I'm sorry, Lily!

- Yipe!

- I was trying to provide excellent customer service,

and look what it got me!

[sobbing] - Mistakes happen, Parker.

Remember that time I tried to make a smart vac

to clean up the shop and it ate all my power suits?

- [sniffs]

Yeah.

But remember that time I didn't lock the front door

and the entire mountain was eaten

by a crazy rat vacuum?

- Remember that one time I said I'd teach you how to swim,

and then you jumped in the water,

and I remembered I didn't know how to swim?

- Yeah, but remember when I thought you were a vampire,

and I tried to feed you all that garlic,

but you were allergic to garlic

and then no doctor wanted to see you

because your breath stunk so bad,

so I convinced you that Terry was your grandma

and that Hammy was your grandpa

and that they had an antidote?

- We can still stop it, Parker.

- How?

You said you don't have any more suits.

- Who needs a suit when...

your best friend is a cloud?

- [gasps]

[heroic music]

♪ ♪

Whoo-hoo!

This is awesome!

- We make quite a team,

don't we, Parker?

- You took the thought right out of my head, Lily!

- [shouting] - Whiskers can't be far behind.

Hi, Jelly!

Bye, Jelly!

Should I load the freeze cannon?

- Load 'er up.

Let's test this bad boy out.

- Yikes!

Oh, my tenderloin!

- Cool.

It looks like the tracks end here.

- Freeze cannon ready to fire.

Just tell me when.

- [scuttling]

[snorts]

- [gasps]

Got him.

- [screeches]

- Fire! Six o'clock!

Parker!

Why didn't you fire!

- You said fire at six o'clock!

It's only...

let's see.

Um...sh**t.

I forgot to wind it. Ugh.

This is embarrassing.

[both scream]

- Parker!

- [strains]

Lily!

- Twelve o'clock!

I mean, behind you, Parker.

- [growls]

- [screams]

- [swallows]

- Big mistake, buddy.

- Hey, Parker?

- Yeah, Lily?

- Now.

- You got it, Lily!

Did I get it?

- You got it, Parker.

You got it.

- Boy, this place is a mess.

- Sure would be nice if we had something

to help clean all this up.

- [screams] - Clean! Clean! k*ll! Clean!

[soft music]

[funky music]

♪ ♪

- Parker flies down the court.

The little nimbus jukes left, jukes right--

makes it rain!

[falling]

[splash]

Swish!

- [gasping]

- Angus?

- Have you seen my beanie?

- You wear a beanie, Angus?

- [giggles] - I haven't seen it, big guy.

- I can't find it anywhere!

I've looked in the crow's nest,

the bedroom, the bathroom...

- Did you look inside the toilet?

'Cause I'm always losing stuff inside there.

- I've looked everywhere!

- Don't worry, Angus.

We'll find your beanie.

Even if we have to turn the whole ship upside down!

[crashing]

Well, that didn't work.

We can always look for it after the route.

- Parker, I can't go on the mail route.

Not without my beanie!

- How come?

- Because,

it's the Shackleton lucky beanie!

It was passed down to me from my father,

the great Angus R. Shackleton Jr.!

My old man was the greatest postman

that ever sailed the high seas.

He delivered packages from here,

to there,

to everywhere.

Dad credited his mad delivery skills to one thing:

his beanie.

A beanie crafted by his skillful, yet giant,

sausage fingers.

It was made using the toughest fibers in the entire world:

his beard.

He knitted it using the strongest material

available at the time:

his own toenails!

Combine that with the sweat and tears

of the smartest person he knew--

himself--

and you've got yourself the perfect lucky beanie.

Pops gave it to me on the day he retired.

I still remember his words to this day.

"Son...

"only a big fat baby would ever be so daft

to lose this beanie!"

- Oh...

And now you've lost it!

- [crying] I know!

[sobs]

- Shh.

You'll be okay, Angus!

You've delivered mail, like, a billion times.

It's not like you're gonna suddenly forget how to do it.

- [straining]

[alarm sounding]

- Would you be so kind to deliver this for me?

- Sure thing.

- Ooh, I meant the box.

- Heh.

[gasps]

- [grunts]

- No, Angus.

We deliver the letters.

We don't eat them.

- [chewing]

- Okay, champ.

All you have to do is walk up to Terry,

and hand him his mail.

- But I don't wanna!

- What's this "I don't wanna"?

You can do it, big guy, we believe in you!

- [crying] - What a brave boy.

[somber music]

[honking]

- [groans]

- Afternoon, Angus.

That my mail?

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- [laughs nervously]

- Why you looking at me like that?

- [laughs nervously]

♪ ♪

[crunches] [both gasp]

- Yeow!

- [shouts]

- [gasping]

- [crying]

- This could be a problem.

- [screaming]

- [wails] Angus hungry!

- We'll get you a nice big plate of toast.

That should make you feel all better!

- Ms. Pam,

can I get one kid's menu, please?

- PJC, you never order from the kid's menu.

- Oh, it's not for me, it's for Angus.

- Angus, bang! Angus, bang!

- Poor Angus lost his lucky beanie,

and now he's a big ol' baby

just like his father said--

Angus! Angus, no!

No! Stranger danger, Angus!

- Dada?

- [sighs]

Mind babysitting him while Russell and I fix this?

- How you gonna do that?

- Easy, we'll make him a new lucky beanie.

One just as gross as the original.

Okay, Russell.

We need to collect the three things that make up

a lucky Shackleton beanie.

Knitting needles made from toenails,

a smart person's sweat and tears,

and the beard of an old salty geezer

But where do we start?

- You know what else bugs me?

Loud music.

What happened to jazz?

One day it was here, and now it's gone.

- Good work, Russell.

You got the beard? - [whistles]

- [screams]

Gross! Get it off.

Get it off!

[screams]

[deflates] Get it off!

[screams] Gross! Get it off.

- Peekaboo! - [giggles]

- Peeka...boo! - [giggles]

- Peeka...

Huh, wha--Angus?

- [giggling]

- Angus!

Naughty boy!

[patrons exclaim] - [giggles]

[stomach gurgling]

[sighs]

- [groans]

- [sniffs]

- Angus made a stinky.

[patrons screaming]

- Hey, Ms. Pam! Just checking in.

Great news! I got old-man beard.

Only two more to go.

Bye!

- Parker, wait!

[gasps]

Angus, put your pants back on!

- Why am I doing this again?

- Because you're the smartest person we know, Lily!

And we need the sweat and tears from a super smart person

to make a lucky Shackleton beanie

and save Angus from being a big dum-dum baby!

- Right. Good recap, Parker.

- Thanks, Lily!

- I don't think this is working, though.

I'm not feeling the burn.

- Hmm...

Why don't you try it without your suit?

- Good idea.

[motivational rock music]

[panting]

♪ ♪

- [snoring]

♪ ♪

- I'm feeling the burn.

- [gasps]

Whoo-hoo!

You did it, Lily!

- Easy-peasy.

- [babbling]

- Stay still, Angus.

You're getting water everywhere!

- Do you want to be clean or not?

Hmm, now where did the soap go?

- [burps]

- Angus, did you put the soap in your mouth?

Open your mouth.

A-ha! I knew it!

Spit it out, Angus.

- [sneezes]

[[giggles]

- Gulp, gulp.

- Ready for the tears, Lily?

- I'm not really the crying type, Parker.

I'm a pretty happy-go-lucky grub.

- What if your store was robbed?

Wouldn't you be sad?

- I have stellar insurance.

- There's gotta be something that would make you cry.

- I suppose if the Middlemost Meat Cart

closed down, that would cause some melancholy

- But, Lily,

The Middlemost Meat Cart did close down.

- It did?

- It worked! Thanks, Lily.

Sorry I had to fool ya.

But the world's not ready for

a big, giant, baby Angus.

Buh-bye!

- Mon amour...

- Here comes the airplane!

[airplane noises] Open the hangar, Angus!

- [grunts]

- Come on, it's yummy-yummy

for big-boy's tummy.

- Hmph! Hmph!

[grunting]

- Angus!

Okay, someone needs a nap!

- All we need to find now is some long toenails

and we can knit the Shackleton lucky beanie!

Too clean.

Woof! Too big.

Too bad.

- I'm doing the best I can.

- This is hopeless, Russell!

Where are we supposed to find something long, sharp,

one-of-a-kind, and kinda icky?

Not to mention, two of them!

Long, sharp, one-of-a-kind, kinda icky...

[gasps] And look, a pair! - [bleats]

[heavy metal guitar solo]

♪ ♪

- Time for nighty-night!

Now be a good boy and sleep.

- [blows raspberry]

[baby voice] Bedtime story! Bedtime story!

- All right, but just one.

[straining]

- [babbles happily]

- Once upon a time,

there was a young woman who wanted to be a movie star

until her mother pressured her into the family toast business.

- [snoring]

- [sighs] Well, that was easy.

- We did it!

- Shh!

I just got him down!

- Sorry.

- Huh?

- Recognize this?

- My...

b-b-b-beanie!

[babbles happily]

[giggles]

Beanie back?

- Beanie back, buddy.

Now you don't have to be a big, dumb baby anymore.

We don't have to tell him it's not the original beanie, right?

I mean, it's basically the same thing.

Well, how do you feel, Angus?

- I feel...

I feel...I feel...

[screaming]

[all screaming]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Angus?

Hello?

- Uh, wha--?

- You said you can't go on the mail route

without your beanie and I asked how come.

- You did?

- And then you just stood there

with a weird look on your face

for a solid eight minutes.

- I did? - So...

do you, uh, wanna tell me what happens

if you can't find your beanie?

Or is it a secret?

- Um...

- There it is!

[sniffs]

Toilet. Just like I thought.

- No, I don't wanna melt!

[panicked gasps]

Oh, whew.

Okay, let's go deliver some mail!

- Okay.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪