03x03 - Monster Blues/I Heard the Snorch Call My Name

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( Clock chiming, thunderclap )

( Creaking )

( Owl hooting )

( Shrieking )

( Crying )

( Gasps )

( Screaming )

Fess up, slimeball!

( Needle scratching record )

( Chuckles )

( Ickis humming )

( Yelps )

( Chuckles )

( Gasps )

( Giggles )

( Splat )

( Growling )

( Shrieks )

( Chuckles )

( Gasps )

( Laughing )

( All jeering )

( Snoring )

"Dear krumm and oblina..."

No.

Uh, "dear oblina and krumm:

"By the time you read this

I'll be gone."

( Growling )

( Snarls loudly )

( Shrieks )

( Yelping in panic )

( Barking )

( Shrieking )

( Panting )

( Growling )

( Blows raspberry )

( Gasps )

( Barking )

( Gasps )

Uh-oh.

( Growling )

( Grunting )

Oof!

( Groans )

( Rodents squeaking )

Oh, this place is great.

It's just like me,
nobody wants it.

Nobody appreciates it.

But I do.

I do!

We're perfect for each other!

This will be my home, my dump!

My ickisville.

( Blues guitar playing )

( Door creaks )

♪ When you got
a good friend... ♪

( Strumming )

( Stops abruptly )

Hey, son...
You gonna come out

From wherever you hidin'?

I got me a nice
chicken pot pie here.

You want some?

Oh, I get it,
there's nobody there.

Well, mr. Nobody,
if you're not there...

( Splat )

( Laughs heartily )

Then that pie didn't hit you!

( Growling )

( Roaring loudly )

Hoo-doggie!

That was one
healthy burp, boy.

Them pies do the same
thing for me.

Aren't you scared?

Now, why should an old man
like me be scared?

'Cause I'm a monster!

( Growls, snarls )

And I'm a blind man!

( Laughs heartily )

Can't see nothin'!

Ain't nobody perfect, son!

But I'm sure
you ain't no monster.

Well, I am!

( Whining ):
I'm a big, scary monster.

( Laughs )

What's your name, son?

Ickis.

Ickis?

What kind of name is that, boy?

( Whiny moan )

I am not a boy, I'm a monster!

Right. I forgot.

A big scary monster.

Well, mr. Ickis monster

It's a pleasure to make
your acquaintance.

I'm ellis robinson,
and I play the blues.

Blues?

I can hear it

In your voice, son.

You can?

You know what the blues are.

I do?

Sounds like you

Been livin' 'em.

I have.

Watch. Tell me your story

And I'll play along.

( Plays intro )

( Picks up tempo )

All right, ickis...

What you got down?

Come on, son, testify.

( Continues strumming )

Krumm, wake up!

Huh? What?

Ickis is gone!

What, what do you mean?

Oh, krumm

If the gromble finds out
ickis has run away

Who knows
what he would do?

It is up to us!

But what do we do?

We look for him.

We find him.

We bring him back!

Follow me!

( Strumming )

( Finishing song )

( Ends )

( Both laughing )

All right, now you gettin' it.

Now let me take a verse.

Show you what we got.

And when I tell you

Play the harp just like I said.

( Playing intro )

♪ Well, I love to go
a-scarin', baby ♪

♪ Scarin' every night

♪ I love to go
a-scarin' 'cause ♪

♪ Scarin' is all right

♪ But I just can't get the hang
of how to terrify 'em right... ♪

♪ 'Cause I got the blues

♪ I got those
real monster blues. ♪

Now, man, why don't you sing
that song about your teacher?

All right, um...

( Clears throat )

♪ Well, the gromble
is a hard one ♪

♪ With a blue nose
and red shoes... ♪

Oh!

♪ And he doesn't understand me

♪ But I guess that is

( Very gravelly ):
♪ hardly news...

♪ Ooh! Ho, ho!

♪ Oh, but you better know
that he picks on me ♪

♪ And gives me
the monster blues. ♪

You better know it,
you better know it.

♪ I got the monster blues.

Make me know it, son.

With that harp, son.

Tell me with that harp.

Aw, come on, ickis.

Feel it!

( Playing soulfully )

Yeah, uh-huh.

I can feel that.

Yeah. I can... Whoa!

Man, look at that, I can see!

Well...

I'm just kidding.

( Keeps strumming )

( Hammering )

Uh-oh.

They comin' for us.

They come quick.
Help me up to the roof.

Well, what do you see?

Two humans.
They're hammering
something to the door.

Aw, they mean to tear down
my building, ickis!

Put me on the street!

Well, we... Wh-what
are we going to do?

( Flies buzzing )

( Humming )

"By order of cindy and joan,
construction and demolition

"This old building
will be torn down

"So that we can build
another office building.

Have a nice day."

I wanted it
to sound friendly.

Oh, and it does.

It does indeed.

( Splat )

Bull's-eye!

( Squeals
with laughter )

( Screaming )

Yes! We did it!

We b*at 'em!

It's just beginning, son.

What, do you think
they'll come back?

You better know it.

( Ickis snoring )

It's too bad you ain't
a monster, son.

'Cause I got me one
monster of a problem.

♪ I said when you got
a good friend ♪

♪ Whoo...

♪ He'll stand
right by your side. ♪

You know, krummy

We are going about this
all wrong.

I mean, if we want
to find ickis

We shall have
to think like ickis.

So... What

What would ickis
do right now?

Um... He'd run.

Why?

That's why.

( Growling )

( Screaming )

( Barking )

( Oblina screams )

( Barking )

( Krumm yelling )

( Loud rumbling )

( Glass clinking )

They're coming this way.

Then here is
my last stand.

Come on, you can come
live with me.

Come on!

If they knock
the building down

And, and you're
in the building...

Come on!

No, I'm going to stay here

And hold them off
as long as I can.

Then I'll stay, too.

No, you won't.

You goin' back
to that school, son.

You got to face your problems

Just like I got to face off
this wrecking ball!

Now get out of here!

Ickis.

Catch.

( Harmonica wheezes )

Keep it.

Make it sing sometime
and think of me.

Now go on.

Get going.

( Grunts )

Well, what are you
guys doing here?

I believe I'm supposed
to be the one

Asking that question!

( Loud crashing )

( Shrieks )

( Yells, loud crash )

( Yelps )

( Glass breaking )

( Roaring )

( Screaming )

Ickis!

Help me!

That's you,
ain't it, ickis?

I don't hear
that wrecking ball.

Did you run 'em off?

You bet I did!

Well, I'll be doggone!

You mighty big and I'll bet you
plenty scary, too--

Just like you said.

You done
a good thing, son.

Now you should go on home
where you belong.

Good-bye, mr. Robinson,
and thank you for...

I'll miss you.

Can I come back
and visit?

Well... You know I'll be here.

( Whistle blows )

( Robinson laughing )

All right.

( Ickis squealing
with laughter )

Yes!

( Munching and snorting )

( Imitating gromble ):
stop having fun,
you monsters.

Stop it right now!

( Laughing loudly )

( Grunts and snorts )

( Still laughing )

( Munching )

Oh, I have had it with you two.

Is there no one in this dump
with a brain?

Really, I just... Oh!

( Snorts )

( Whimpers meekly )

Excuse me.

But why?
Why does snorch

Desire the friendship
of oblina?

( Moans )

Intellectual stimulation?

From that stick?

You make zimbo laugh, ha!

Zimbo is your only true friend.

Only zimbo truly
understands you, snorch.

( Wailing )

Only zimbo truly cares
about you, snorchy-poodles.

Stop that infernal sobbing,
you sniveling wimp.

( Creaks )

( Yells )

Ooh...

Excuse the intrusion,
o wise and benevolent gromble.

You see, our dear friend,
the snorch, has a problem.

My door is always open.

Except when it's closed.

Come on, snorchy-poo.

Tell gromble
what's bothering you.

( Grunts )

The snorch says that
although I do a fabulous job

Of translating his words

( Grunts )

A passable job
of translating his words

He would love to speak
for himself.

Speak for himself?

But that's impossible.

We've tried everything

To teach the snorch
our language.

I'm sorry,
we just can't help you.

But maybe there's
someone who can...

Dr. Buzz kutt!

No time for idle
chitchat, gromble.

So, snorch wants to talk.

Say "ah."

Ah!

Excuse me?

You see

Snorch already speaks--

Through me, through zimbo.

Boy, that must be tiresome
for everybody.

If you'll excuse me

Say "ah."

Wow, those are
thick vocal cords.

This is going to be
a real long sh*t.

We have one chance:

The kutt translator ,

A corrugated steel air filter

Welded to a rust-reinforced
chain link fence.

This thing, this contraption

Will it allow my snorchy-poo
to talk?

If the kutt ,
works better

Than the previous ,
that failed, yes.

I shall now turn on
the kutt , .

Stand back.

( Over police radio ):
unit , code three
at north elm.

Possible prowler.

I've done all I can.

Time to get cracking
on the kutt , .

No need to do that,
dr. Kutt.

( Both gasping )

Ay caramba, he talking.

I can't believe it--

I mean, I never doubted
for a second.

Now class, what did the great
monster philosopher sniv mean

When he said, "to err is human,
to scare divine"?

Poor oblina,
you must get so tired

Of carrying the entire class

But if no one else can answer...

Uh...
No need to trouble
oblina, sir.

( Gasping )

What sniv meant

Was that the very soul
and essence

Of a monster is scaring.

It is our history.

Nay, even more, our identity.

Take my life
as a tragic example.

It is a life wasted

For my scares
have been seldom and few.

( Crying ):
thank you, snorch.

That was beautiful.

What did he say?

This voice box
is not good for you, snorch.

You must get rid of it.

You don't know
what's good for me

Only what's good for you.

Hello.

Oblina.

I was very impressed

By your grasp
of monster philosophy

And i...

Aah!

( Oblina giggling )

( Grumbling )

( Spits )

Oblina:
yes, but do you not think
it is right for a monster

To probe the human psyche
for hidden fears?

It is our existence,
after all.

Yes, but as superior beings

It is a monster's responsibility
not to cause harm to humans.

No matter what
the temptation may be.

What a pleasure to have
stimulating conversation

Instead of...

Hey, oblina, look.

Instead of that.

Hey, oblina, we're going
to go scare at the cemetery.

Please, that is
so th century.

Besides, the snorch and I
have plans.

So, if you will excuse us.

Gentlemen,
perhaps another time.

"Oh, that's so
th century."

Oh, ever since
that stupid voice box

All oblina talks about is "the
snorch, the snorch, the snorch."

( Buzzing )

( Braking )

This is all your fault.

The snorch spends
all his time with oblina

Instead of with zimbo.

You will help zimbo
get the snorch back.

Help you? Why?

Perhaps the gromble
would like to know

Why krumm and ickis
were late for class yesterday?

So tell him.

We don't care.

And perhaps he would
also like to know

Who sawed the heels
off his favorite shoes.

Yeah, so tell him.

We don't ca...

So, what do you
want us to do?

I want you to make sure

That the snorch and oblina
are never alone.

That they do not have
a moment's peace together.

At no time should they
get the opportunity

To enjoy each other's
company alone.

Ohh...

( Grunts )

Oh, please.

( Grunts )

Uh, roofing tiles? Tar?

Enjoy.

Ooh, I've never heard
of this place.

Club sludge
is my secret hideaway.

I come here to watch
the performance monsters

Express their inner selves
without words

Just as I had to do.

Not even zimbo knows about it.

Hello, snorch.

It took us forever
to find you.

Oh, how fortunate for us.

Krumm:
hey, ickis, oblina!

( Laughs )

( Squeals with laughter )

Come, snorch.

Let us go
and leave the playground

To the children,
shall we?

I think
we've just been insulted.

I think
I'm sure of it.

Zimbo will not take this
lying down.

( Whistle blows )

Oblina, perhaps
this is not wise.

Accept it, snorchy.

You are no longer
simply the school bully.

You are like me:

Slightly exceptional.

( Giggles )

( Gasps )

( Gasps )

They're going in there?

Krumm, that's a fire
and clang factory!

( Squeaks )

( Workers yelling )

Oh...

( Gasps )

( Screaming )

( Sizzling )

Hello!

( Growling )

( Screaming )

( Sizzling )

Hello, what...

Well, what is...?

Help me.

I feel so...

( Sighing )

Oblina!

Oblina!

( Echoing ):
oblina!

( Screaming )

That is the sound
of a snorch in trouble.

Hurry, hurry!

( Echoing ):
oblina!

Snorch, my friend.

( Sizzling )

Your mouth is on fire.

Don't worry.

Zimbo will never,
never leave you.

( Growling ):
save...

( With difficulty ):
oblina!

( Sputtering )

( Squealing )

Coochie-coo,
snorchy-face.

Oblina, oblina!

Krumm:
she's fainted from the heat.

( Grunting )

( Moaning )

( Grunting )

Oh, ooh...

Ickis, krumm.

Oh, you're safe,
oblina.

( Sizzling ):
oblina

These are not
your intellectual inferiors.

These are your true friends.

( Sizzling )

It's no use, he's strained
his voice too badly.

It will have to...
Come out.

Oh, poor snorchy.

Yes, poor
snorchy-buns.

What about
another voice box, doc?

Your friend
is too primitive.

Those big vocal chords

Will chew up anything
we put in there.

Oh, what wonderful news!

( Chuckling )

Wonderful
in a terrible

Kind of awful,
challenging way.

It's been fun

But I must be off

To work on my latest creation:

A seeing eye tentacle.

( Squeaks )

( Gasps )

Zimbo:
oh, snorch

Now it's just like old times.

Well, they're
together again.

Yes, lovely,
and so are we.

Hey, oblina, look.

( Gasps )

( Gurgles )

( Laughing )

( Laughs )

( Sobbing )

Ah, the way
it was meant to be.

Snorch and zimbo.

Zimbo and snorch.

( Growling )

( Sighs )

Oh, I am happy too.

Yes, yes.

But where is oblina?

I guess
she only liked you

When you had
the voice box, eh?

( Gasping )

Oblina:
snorch, where have you been?

Did you forget that we were
supposed to go

To club sludge together, hmm?

Come on.

( Both laughing )

( Snorting and sobbing )


Oblina:
poor snorchy.

Zimbo:
yes, poor snorchy-buns.