03x03 - Spooky Spoots/Up All Night 2: Up All Day – The Reckoning

[bunniefuu]

[ Lively dance music playing]

♪ A-a-a-angry beavers

♪ Beavers.

Hmm... What's a seven-letter word

For aquatic rodents?

[ Hinge creaks]

Hmm... Hmm...

Blankety-blank "eavers."

The angry beavers?

No, no.

Weavers!

Cleavers?

Achievers?

The angry... Daggett!

No, that's letters.

Emu? No, that's seven.

Hey... Hey, norbert!

Breakfast's ready.

Good morning, daggie-wan.

[ Both munching]

Gosh, norb, things sure have been fun

Since our dam got haunted.

You betcha, daggo-geist.

These ghosty teleportash thingies

Are mucho grande funsky.

Ooh, indeed.

I'm just glad we got haunted

By good, friendly ghosts

And not-- shudder--

On the good, scary ghosts.

[ Trembles]

You betcha.

You betcha.

[ Laughing maniacally]

Stop, ooh, stop.

Stop it,stop it!

[ Laughing]

Stop it!

Ha-ha, dag!

[ Laughing]

You are so dead!

Not if you're too busy laughing, norby-orby.

[ Laughing hysterically]

[ Screams]

Ooh... Norbie?

[ In singsong tone]: where are you?

Where are ya, eh? Eh?

Where'd you go?

Where are you?

Where you be?

What the...?

[ Trembles]

[ Loud slap]

There, that's better.

Now, now, uh... Where are we?

Ah, right, you-- you there, weasel.

You science goon!

What in the name of kenneth toby's cardboard belt

Are you doing here?

Whatever I want-- I work for the government.

[ Laughing evilly]

Get me?

I'm here to destroy your ghosts.

Both: destroy our ghosts?

Are you nuts?

We like our ghosts.

Dag! Dag, dag-dog and sometimes doggie.

Come here, baby, I got an idea.

Mmm... Strawberry.

Ew!

What's wrong with our wall?

Dag!

Don't you see?

No.

The ghosts want to help us

Get rid of these two science simps

So we can get back to playing games.

Ohh... You do have brains, norbie.

Put on your ghost-button- goggle-things, pete.

[ Both yelling]

[ Ghost hooting]

Pete, there's a ghost behind you.

[ Both giggling]

[ Smashing, groaning and crashing]

[ Giggling]

[ Laughing hysterically]

These ghosts... Ah!

Seem to communicate through some...

Some type of primitive kick-language.

That means the ghosts are ready to accept you into their world.

Come on!

Follow me!

Quick, pete.

The ghosts have opened a portal

Into their dimension for us.

No...

I mean, no!

Not that way.

It's over here.

[ Blows raspberry]

Spoot ya!

Uh-huh!

Hey!

What the...?

Ta-dah!

Heh-heh.

Over here.

Look out.

Gotcha!

Behind ya.

He's stopped his little game.

Come on, pete.

I'm beginning to suspect

Those weasels' motives, pete.

Long way down.

[ Both screaming]

[ Loud crash]

That was nuts!

[ Smacking fist loudly]

[ Trembling]

Look, dag!

The tv!

Daggett: "beavers run here."

Let's go, man, go!

You're not going anywhere!

After those... Those hairy thingies.

Ah, dang!

Little help here... Pete?

[ Shouts in fear]

[ Laughs nervously]

Wow!

Daggett: mm, yeah...

That's good work.

Wow!

I hope these guys are... Our friends.

Norbert!

[ Loud belch]

This is the scientific find of the century, stan... Uh, pete.

Now we can destroy all of the ghosts in the universe at once.

All of them?

[ Trembling]

Even the un-good, scary ghosts?

No, no, dag, more like this:

[ Deep voice]: un-good, scary ghosts!

You betcha?

You betcha.

I'm going to use this acoustic noise-inducing thingy

To lull those ghosts to sleep.

Then you capture them... Ha!

[ Relaxing music playing]

[ To tune of "in the hall of the mountain king" frompeer gynt]

♪ We are from the government

♪ And we don't like you ghosts

♪ We are here to wipe you out

♪ So kiss your butts good-bye

♪ Now it's time we get the ghosts ♪

♪ Me and pete, get the ghosts ♪

♪ We'll be famous scientists with nobel prize thingies! ♪

♪ Hurry, pete, and get the ghosts, put them in mason jars ♪

♪ Scoop up all them icky ghosts, sh**t them off to mars! ♪

♪ Better run your stinking ghosts ♪

♪ Filthy ghosts, yucky ghosts

♪ We're gonna...

Ah, blah, blah, blah...

Yeah, you know how it goes, pete.

Get off my cloud.

Ha! Ha!

I hate that song!!

Oh, no, norbie, they're hurting our friends

Not to mention subjecting us

To his basso profundo.

That is the pianissimoof our problems, daggett-dassett.

Look at what he woke up!

Oh, that's interesting...

Un-good, scary ghosts.

Both: un-good, scary ghosts?!!

[ Daggett and norbert screaming]

Beavers!

[ Ghost roaring]

Oh, my...

You are a big ghost, aren't you?

Want a piece of this?

Come on, then, get some, get some.

[ Panting]

Dag, look!

Our friends... Are opening up

The way out for us!

[ Panting]

[ Yells]

Dag! Come towards the light!

Grab my hand!

[ Terrified scream]

[ Laughing and screaming]

They're tickling my toesies.

[ Roaring]

Well, that ain't no good.

[ Belch]

Ewww!

[ Mumbling]

Okay, you ghosts

You better not be cheating.

Norbert, do you have any s?

Sorry, daggia-- go fish.

[ Crowd noise, game whistle on tv]

Get us out of here.

Ha-hah!

Okey-dokey, ghosties.

You heard the man.

You can't get rid of us that easy!

We're... [ Lion roars]

Nice kitty.

Ahh!

Boy, pete, those guys sure are driving rather...

[ Drowned out by whining engines]

Quick, pete... Run to the light.

Drat, too late.

[ Laughing sinisterly]

Oh, did I do that?

Dag?

How long have we been awake?

[ Screaming]

Oh, woe is us, norbie.

We're stranded a bah-zillion years in the future

Unless of course, something conveniently comes along

To rescue us.

[ Object flying through air]

Hmm... A convenient convenience.

[ Computerized voice]: hello.

I am a space porta-potty .

May I take you back to your own time-space continuum?

[ Beavers screaming]

[ Flushing]

Whoa, funky!

How old is that stink?

That was nuts.

Well, at least we can get some sleep.

Come on, dag.

Mr. Sandman's waiting.

Okay, but he's sleeping with you.

[ expl*si*n]

[ Sighs]

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight...

Whatever that means.

[ Bear squeaks]

[ Grunting and sighing]

[ Sighs]

[ Grunting and sighing]

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight.

Nighty-night.

Sleep tight, sleep tight...

Oh, no, too tired... To sleep...

Daggett: me too tired, too.

What are we going to do, ooh-ooh-ooh?

We're just a little overtired.

We need something to relaxificate us

So we can sleep.

I got it-- a nice, warm bath.

[ Giggling]

A warm bath...

[ Guffaws]

Pooh-pooh, and pshaw!

Everybody knows, norbert, the best way to fall asleep

Is counting sheep.

Do what you want, daggerest.

I'm going to take a nice soak in the old tub.

[ Alarm ringing]

One, bah...

Two, bah...

Three, bah...

What you got going on in there, dagskall?

A little animal husbandry?

Daggett:duh!

Do the words "counting sheep" ring a bell?

Is it working?

No.

That's because you'resupposed to be counting them!

Bah... .

Bah... .

Twenty...

Nine.

Greetings, little shaperdag.

Now, feel the soothing power

Of magical bubbly-wubbly--

Soapy pearls of warm, restful wonderment...

Relaxing, caressing

Sedating, unwinding, unbinding

Unleashing, urging, loosening....

Flowing...

[ Liquid flowing]

Daggett:i peed.

Norbert: you disgusting, poopoo-headed

Triple-spoot, scuzzbarama!

I was almost asleep!

Daggett: you're upset... I can tell.

A brother can sense these things.

[ Sheep bleating]

Wait, norbieoski!

I have the most exciting idea ever.

After what happened, you expect me

To listen to you, senor shooshoo?

Yes.

Okay.

Let's do something really boring!

Why do I even listen to you?

[ Paint splatters]

You know

You get kind of cranky

When you don't get your sleepski.

[ Sheep bleating]

[ Sliding, crashing]

[ Crash]

[ Crash]

[ Crash]

[ Sliding and crashing continue]

[ Crash]

[ Crash]

Now...

When I get an idea, I get an idea.

Get the idea?

I, i, i, i...

[ Bleating]

♪ Crumbs, crumbs, crumbly crumbs ♪

♪ Crumby, crumby, crimpy, crumpy ♪

♪ In my bed, my bed...

Mm... Butter-lard-gristle-chips- and-tepid-sauerkraut juice--

The best beddy-bye snacky ever, wever, ever.

[ Norbert and daggett humming]

Ah!

[ Burping]

Uh-oh.

Mm-hmm?

[ Retching]

♪ Whoa, here it comes

♪ And it's not crumbs

♪ It's kind of crummy, not too yummy ♪

♪ It everywhere, even my hair

♪ But I don't care, because I'm a bear, with underwear ♪

♪ So don't you stare...

♪ ...i'm aware

♪ Dag's blowing chow

♪ Which up to now

♪ Was in a cow!

La, la, la, la, la, la!

Go, champion!

Champion, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

[ Sheep bleating]

[ Sheep bleating]

[ Sheep bleating]

Norbert: pukey, pukey, pukey boy.

Daggett: boogie, boogie

Booger boy!

Barfzilla!

Barfzilla!

Ho, barfzilla!

Dum, dum

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dummy!

How is everything

Daggy-waggy wrecky-weckey

Stoopy poop, yeah?

[ Blows raspberry]

Numbugger.

[ Blows raspberry]

[ Blows raspberry]

[ Blows raspberry]

[ Blows raspberry]

[ Blows raspberry]

[ Beavers continue blowing raspberries]

[ Still blowing raspberries]

Hey, look!

I can catch my hand.

Catch this!

Okay...

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

[ Screams]

[ Chirping]

[ Screams]

[ Roaring]

It's the monster from under the bed.

[ Bleating]

Die, monster, die!

Out!

Die, puker, die!

Are you all right, hermano?

"All right" is such a relative term.

[ Loud crash]

One...

Hey, old buddy

Since we're kind of slappy

Why don't we talk like broothy- rothers, daggy, waggy lenk-lonk?

Tell me all the really juicy things

The jassy, jussy, joss things

That I don't know about you.

I mean, what makes the dag-man tick?

[ Burps]

Really?

You really want to know?

Wowsers, norbie, borbie boobie.

I don't know where to begin.

I'm such a complex cat.

I guess it all started when I was born.

[ Snoring]

Norb...

I was born in a log dam.

Fine!

Istill want to hear about me.

It all started when I was born.

[ Snoring]

[ Norbert yawning]

Norbert: 'morning, dagalito.

[ Daggett yawns]

Daggett: 'morning, norbereski.

Both: oh, no!

How long have we been asleep?!

Heh?

I said, "how long we been asleep?"

What?

Clean out your ears, you old coot!

Speak up!

I'll take you down.

You say something?

I'll cr*ck your ribs...

[ Loud bleating]