03x02 - The Spookiest House in Marzipan/The Poultry Geist

[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 ]

[ Wolf howls ]

[ Wheezes ] phew!

Oh, whew!

Can't breathe in there!

Eh, I can never get used to

Sleeping in these things.

[ Shudders ]

Anyhoo, velcome to a wery scary

"Chowder" episode!

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

It just might scare...

Your pants off!

Blah, blah, blah!

That's why I always remember to

Bring an extra pair. Blah!

Wait. Wait a second.

These aren't mine.

[ Clears throat ]

Oh. [ Laughs nervously ]

Here you go.

[ Grumbling ]

Now, that's scary.

[ Thunder crashes ]

Chowder: mung! Mung!

Mu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-ng!

Mung daal: what is it,

Chowder?! What?!

[ Teeth chattering ]

Chowder: I'm scared...

And I broke my water bottle.

Mung daal: chowder, a little

Thunder and lightning never hurt

Anybody.

What?! Huh?!

What'd he say about me?!

Oh, naw, I know you don't want

Any of this!

Or any of this!

Or none of this!

Huh, huh, huh?!

[ Thunder crashes ]

Shnitzel: radda, radda,

Radda!

Mung daal: what?!

What is it, shnitzel?

Shnitzel: radda, radda,

Radda.

Radda, radda, radda.

Mung daal: you broke your

Water bottle, too?!

Shame on you both for being

Scared.

[ Thunder crashes ]

Truffles: [ moaning ]

All: [ screaming ]

Chowder: k*ll it, k*ll it,

k*ll it, k*ll it, k*ll it!

Mung daal: chowder, stop!

This horribly grotesque creature

Isn't a zombie.

It's much worse.

See?

It's truffles with morning face.

[ Laughs ]

Chowder: oh, truffles!

k*ll it, k*ll it, k*ll it,

k*ll it!

[ Thunder crashes ]

All: [ screaming ]

Mung daal: hey, the lights

Came back on.

[ Screaming ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

Chowder: uh, uh, I'll -- I'll

Get it.

[ Ringing continues ]

Truffles: hello.

Mung's catering company.

Holler at your girl.

You...

Will...

Die...

Liver me a schmegg-salad

Sandwich.

Truffles: can you please hold

For one minute?

I must get my dorky husband.

It's just an order, you big

Babies!

Mung daal: you're the big

Baby!

Truffles: sorry about that.

So, where would you like your

Order to be delivered to?

Look outside!

[ Thunder crashes ]

Mung daal: [ shudders ]

That house wasn't there before.

Chowder: you said that

Yesterday, when we drove by it.

Mung daal: hey, that house

Wasn't there before.

Chowder: and the day before

That.

Mung daal: hey, that house

Wasn't there before.

Chowder: and the day before

That.

Mung daal: hey, that house

Wasn't there before.

Huh?

Oh, I guess it was there before.

someone's gonna have to go make

The delivery!

[ Sloop! ]

[ Slam! ]

Hey, that's weird!

Where did chowder go?

Truffles: haven't seen him.

Shnitzel: uh, radda radda.

[ Heavy-metal music plays ]

[ Growling ]

Chowder: [ crying ]

What are you doing?!

Stop it!

No!

[ Teeth chattering loudly ]

[ Growling ]

[ Laughs maniacally ]

Chowder: aaaaaah!

[ Laughing evilly ]

Mm, you're a whole lot of

Woman.

I like that.

Chowder: gazpacho!

Gazpacho!

[ Panting ]

Chowder, can't you see I'm

Trying to get my flirt on with a

lady?

Chowder: that's a lady?

But, but --

But, but, but -- just hold

On, chowder!

I'll be with you in a minute.

So, I just happened to

[Chuckles] notice you checking

Me out, checking you out,

Checking me out, checking you

Out, checking me --

Chowder: gazpacho likes to

Wear his underwear when he takes

A shower because he's scared of

Being completely naked!

Okay, that's just strange.

Yeah?

Well, that's the pot calling the

Kettle strange, don't you think?

What are you trying to say?

Why, chowder? Why?

Whoo.

She was so fine!

Gazpacho, I need your help

Making this delivery to a really

Scary haunted house, 'cause I'm

A big chicken!

Not now, mr. Chicken!

Can't you see I'm talking to

Chowder?!

Oh, all right. Later.

Whew.

So what's up, little buddy?

Chowder: I need your help

Delivering this to a really

Scary haunted house.

[ Shudders ]

Not that creepy house across the

Street from mung's?

Rumor has it that a crazy old

Lady lives there, who plays

Bingo and eats hard candy and

Has plastic wrapped all around

Her furniture!

Chowder: no! Not plastic!

That's so '70s-looking!

Sorry, chowder.

I cannot help you.

[ Shudders ]

That place gives me the creeps!

Chowder: gazpacho is

Completely hairless from the

Neck down, so he glues carpet

All over his body!

Shh! Aah!

Okay, okay, okay.

You win!

I'll help ya.

Just chill with that, all right?

Just -- just chill.

Hoo, you play dirty.

No way i'm going up there.

you go up there!

Chowder: I'm not going up

There!

you go!

You gotta be crazy!

'Cause the place I ain't going

Is up there!

you go!

[ Heavy-metal music plays ]

No!!

Oh, man!

Not again.

We really need to get stronger

Water bottles.

[ Muffled ] ugh!

I'm tired of listening to you

Ninnies argue.

Chowder: gorgonzola, what are

You doing up there?!

Duh. Working.

[ Creak! Whistle! ]

[ Twang! ]

Here, give me that.

Chowder: ugh!

I'll take the delivery to the

House.

[ Chuckles ]

"Haunted house."

There is no such thing as...

[ Weakly ] haunted houses?

Leave this place!!

Leave!!

Get it?

We're holding leaves.

Aaaaah!

Bad joke!

[ Chuckles nervously ]

I can't just stand here.

[ Stammers ]

I got to do something!

I know!

[ Ding! ]

I'll go hide in the bushes!

[ Sloop! ]

[ Teeth chattering ]

Oh, look at you.

Why, I could just eat you up!

Aaaaah!

Eat chowder!

There's more of him!

Both: [ screaming ]

[ Grunting ]

Chowder: wake up!

What should we do with him?

We can't just leave him here.

He'll stink up the whole

Sidewalk.

Chowder: maybe we should put

A fish in his pants.

Huh?

Oh! Whew!

Where am i?

What happened?

We found you passed out

Behind some bushes.

Really?

Was I naked?

Chowder: yes, but you missed

It!

Gorgonzola came face-to-face

With the old monster lady!

You did?

Oh, my gosh.

Did she eat you?

Are you dead?

You are, aren't you?!

Yes. I'm dead.

[ Sobbing ]

I knew it!

We never really got to know your

Character on the show!

Chowder: so, how are we gonna

Deliver the sandwiches now?

What? Are you crazy?

There is no way I am risking my

Life again.

No way.

Chowder: gorgonzola can never

Find underwear small enough for

Him, so he wears girls'

Underwear!

Shh, okay, okay, okay.

I'll help.

Man!

You play dirty.

Yeah, right?

That's what i was saying.

What if we lured the crazy

Old monster lady out of her

Spooky house and then bonked her

In the head?

Question is, how do we lure her

Out?

[ Tink! Tink! ]

Panini: hi, lover.

Chowder: aaaah!

[ Zing! Slam! ]

Panini: chowder?

I've got a triple-layer

Thrice cream bingo cake just for

You.

Chowder: [ echoing ]

Triple-layer thrice cream bingo

Cake?

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme,

Gimme!

My lucky number has arrived!

[ Laughs crazily ]

Wait, that's it.

We can use this.

Old ladies love bingo and cake.

Chowder: no, not the cake!

Anything but the cake!

Take panini, just not the cake!

[ Growling ]

Panini: are you sure this is

Going to work?

Chowder: no.

In fact, I'm almost certain

We'll all end up dying.

Probably with lots of blood and

Guts spewing everywhere.

[ Gasps ]

I can't watch this.

This is way too scary!

What? Huh?

Okay, I'm -- I'm coming!

I-i think mother's calling.

Mm, gotta go.

[ Zip! ]

Who is it?!

Panini: uh, j-- just one of

The neighbors, ma'am.

I-i thought I'd bring you a-a

Delicious bingo cake?

Mmm!

Bingo cake.

[ Creak! ]

Panini: now, chowder, now!

Chowder: hold. Hold. Hold.

Panini: aaaaah!

Do it now, chowder!

Bonk her in the head!

Aaah!

Chowder: hold. Hold.

Aaah!

Chowder: now!

[ Grunts ]

Oh, no!

I missed!

And now the monster lady has got

Panini and gorgonzola and --

And the cake!!

[ Sobbing ]

That's it!

Time to man up!

Stop!

Panini: chowder, did you come

To rescue me?

Chowder: out of my way!

[ Glass shatters ]

Wait, chowder, it's not what

You think.

Chowder: move!

Now, where's my cake?!

Ooooh!

And who do we...

Have here?

Chowder: gazpacho?!

But you're not an old lady!

Uh, these are my friends,

Mother.

The ones I told you about.

Oh, how lovely.

And this must be the little boy

From across the street, who was

Supposed to bring me my

Sandwiches.

[ Chuckles nervously ]

No, mother.

Please, not them.

Not them!

I beg you!

What are you talking about, son?

I was just about to --

Cut the cake!

[ Laughs maniacally ]

All: aaaaah!

Chowder: may I please have

Another piece?

Oh, yes, dear.

Let me get it for you.

Chowder: you know, miss g.,

For a minute there, I thought

You were gonna hack us all into

Little pieces.

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, that's after coffee.

[ Deep voice ] now eat up.

Chowder: aaaaaah!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Now, that was scary.

Good thing it wasn't real.

Or was it?!

Nah, it wasn't.

But maybe it was!

Nah, nah, just kidding around.

It wasn't!

[ Exhales sharply ]

How do I get these teeth out?

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Thunder crashes ]

Mung daal:
[ teeth chattering ]

No, chowder.

Wait!

You don't know what you're

Doing!

No!!

Chowder:
[ laughs maniacally]

[ Splurt! ]

Uh-oh.

Mung daal: chowder, what did

I say?

You don't know what you're

Doing.

You got squish-squash all over

The place.

The squish-squash needs to be

Squished like so.

[ Squeaking ]

Chowder: whoa, mung!

How do you do that?!

Mung daal: I don't know, but

If you behave yourself, like a

Good apprentice, I will teach it

To you...

Like I taught it to shnitzel.

Shnitzel: [ grunting ]

[ Splurt! ]

[ Thunder crashes ]

[ Dinging ]

Uh...

Radda.

Mung daal: and then you

Squish the squash -- ohh!

Hey!

Shnitzel, we'll play

Spatula wars later!

Now get back to work.

Shnitzel: radda!

Radda radda radda!

Uh, uh...

Radda.

Mung daal: so, then you

Squash the squishy --

[ Bonk! ]

What the --

Ohh!

[ Groggily ] pretty colors.

Ohh!

[ Clang! ]

[ Creaking ]

Did somebody get the license

Plate of that fruit bowl?

Chowder: mung?

I think you're going to want to

See this.

Mung daal: sweet thundering

Cow pies!

What is going on here?!

Chowder: mung, I'm scared!

Mung daal: me too!

Everybody, take cover!

[ Zip! Zip! ]

Truffles: aaaaah!

Mung daal: we'll be safe

Here until we figure out what's

Causing this.

Chowder: whatever it is, I

Bet it has nothing to do with

That old, spooky, glowing thing

Over there.

Mung daal: that looks like a

Dish I cooked years ago.

How did it get back here?

Shnitzel: rad-radda!

Radda radda radda!

Mung daal: what do you mean,

"Haunted"?

Shnitzel: ra-radda radda.

Radda radda radda.

Mung daal: the

Snackronomicon?

[ Surfer voice ] let's make

Nachos, buddy!

Mung daal: oh, shnitzel!

You and your crazy obsession

With the supernatural.

Shnitzel: radda.

Mung daal: a poultrygeist?

You're saying that since this

Flurkey dish was never eaten,

Left to rot here behind the

Radiator, that it went bad?

So bad that it became...

Evil?!

Shnitzel: [ shrieks ]

[ Thunder crashes ]

R-r-r-radda?

Mung daal: we must dispose of

This dish at once.

Chowder: [ grunting ]

Mung daal: chowder!

Where's the dish?!

Chowder: I dunno.

Mung daal: chowder!

What have you done?!

Chowder: mung, you said get

Rid of the dish, so I ate it!

And now in three days, it'll

Return a beautiful butterfly.

And everyone will be happy.

Shnitzel: radda radda.

Mung daal: you're right,

Shnitzel.

I guess it was nothing.

So now we can turn our attention

Away from chowder and blah blah

Blah blah blah blah.

Chowder: [ clucking ]

Mung daal: chowder?

Are you okay?

Chowder: [ babbling ]

[ Creaking ]

[ Dreamy voice ] I feel fine,

Mung.

[ Thunder crashes ]

Shnitzel: oh! R-radda!

Chowder: aaaaah!

Look, I have a tail!

[ Chuckles ]

Aaaah!

Mung daal: his head is

Spinning!

Now his arms!

Shnitzel: ra-radda!

Mung daal: his feet!

He's doing the bootsie roll!

I haven't seen that dance in

Years!

Oh, no!

W-what's that?

Chowder: blarga-flarga.

Mung daal: now his finger!

Twirling!

This is madness!

Chowder, snap out of it!

Chowder: [ demonic voice ]

The chowder of whom you speak is

No longer here.

Mung daal: then who are you?

Chowder: who am i?

[ Grunts ]

I am known by many names.

I am the foulest of the barnyard

Fowl, roasting in the most

Infernal of...uh, um...

Most infernal of...

Infernos!

Blarga-flarga! Blarga-flarga!

Ack!

But you can call me florentine.

Booga booga booga!

Mung daal: florentine, I know

You're upset, but leave chowder

Alone!

Chowder: [ grunting ]

Mung daal: he's innocent!

Innocent, I tells ya!

Chowder: this host body is

Perfect -- yes.

So round, so fully packed.

It's as though I'm a plump,

Juicy flurkey again!

Ha ha!

Oh, I could get used to this.

Mung daal: shnitzel, do

Something.

Shnitzel: radda.

Radda radda radda radda!

Chowder: [ vomiting ]

Mung daal: oh, shnitzel.

Disgusting.

[ Gags ]

[ Vomiting ]

Chowder: [ laughs ]

[ Gags ]

[ Vomiting ]

Shnitzel: oh, radda!

Both: [ vomiting ]

Chowder: mung daal, long have

I waited for revenge because you

Left me to rot behind the

Fridge!

Now bear witness to me doing

Evil and...uh, stuff!

Time for evil!

Pichoo!

Fwoosh!

Mung daal: no-o-o-o!

Shnitzel!

[ Gags ]

[ Vomits ]

Oh, I'm sorry, shnitzel.

As I was saying...

We -- we have to stop

Florentine, or we'll lose

Chowder forever!

Shnitzel: radda radda radda

Radda.

Mung daal: what do you mean,

That won't be such a bad thing?

Chowder: [ laughs

Maniacally ]

Mung daal: no!

My cookbooks!

Chowder: pichoo!

Fwoosh!

[ Laughs maniacally ]

[ Plates shatter ]

Mung daal: no!

My dishes destroyed!

Chowder: pichoo!

Fwoosh!

Must feed!

[ Gobbling ]

Mung daal: there he is!

Chowder: ha ha ha!

Mung daal, first I drink your

Gravy, then I drink your soul!

Mung daal: now, shnitzel, use

The book!

Shnitzel: uh, ra-radda.

Uh...

Chowder: [ laughs evilly ]

Unh!

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Birds chirping ]

Ohh.

[ Babbling ]

Huh?

What is the meaning of this?

[ Grunts ]

You think this rope can hold me?

[ Grunting ]

Well [grunts] you [grunts]

Are [grunts, exhales deeply]

Right.

Mung daal: hey, shnitzel, how

Do you suppose we get this

Poultrygeist out of chowder?

Wait! No!

[ Splurt! ]

This is not the time for

Squish-squash!

Now, according to the

Snackronomicon, to remove the

Evil spirit, we must take

Chowder to the gravy yard.

But first, we must open a

Portal.

Chant with me, shnitzel.

Ongawa...

Shnitzel: ra-radda.

Mung daal: your mama don't

Take no shower, and she stink.

Truffles: mung daal, are you

Opening portals in here again?

Mung daal: uh...no.

Truffles: what the --

Chowder: you'll never take

Me, mung daal!

You'll never take me!

Where are you taking me,

Mung daal?

Where are you taking me?!

Truffles: hey!

Where are we?!

Is everyone here?

Good.

Why, hello, my name is

Pretzelface.

I'll be your guide to the gravy

Yard here on the beautiful river

Pretzelsticks today.

Any questions, don't bother

Asking.

Heyo!

Mung daal: [ laughs ]

[ Grunts ]

Now, folks, on the left,

You'll see the purple-headed

Yellaphant.

Some people say the yellaphant

Squirts gravy from its nose, but

I say it's snot.

Heyo!

Mung daal: [ laughs ]

This guy is good!

[ Grunting ]

Whoa, watch out on the right,

Folks.

We got a flock of asparagus

Spirahna.

Mung daal: oh, my.

Stay inside the boat, folks.

These fish are looking for a

"Handout."

Heyo!

Mung daal: [ laughs ]

A handout!

So clever.

Both: [ sigh ]

Mung daal: we finally made it

To the hall of aerobics.

Truffles: okay, why is there

Aerobics equipment in the gravy

Yard?

Mung daal: woman, don't you

Know, it's to "exercise" demons!

Shnitzel: wah wah.

Mung daal: hurry, we haven't

Much time!

Chowder: mung daal, your

Mother was a polar bear!

Your father was a figure skater!

Blarga-flarga-larga!

Mung daal: shnitzel, start

The workout music!

Shnitzel: radda!

[ Mid-tempo dance music plays ]

Mung daal: we know you're in

There, chowder!

Run towards the flurkey!

Chowder: this will never

Work, mung daal.

[ Gasps ]

You smell of flowers and cheese!

Mung daal: we're losing him!

Truffles: faster, chowder!

Run faster!

Chowder: this cannot be!

Mung daal, I'll eat your ears

With a spoon!

[ Gasps ]

Then I'll sing you songs of pain

And -- oh, wait.

You won't have ears.

Darn it!

Mung daal: it's working!

Truffles: he's sweating out

The juices!

Chowder: no, my juices!

Body becoming skinny and really

Unattractive!

Must leave this withering husk

Of a body!

[ Vomiting ]

[ Squawking ]

[ Zapping ]

Mung daal: we did it!

Chowder: [ normal voice ]

Mung?

Can we go back to the kitchen

Now?

I'm...so hungry!

[ Laughter ]

Mung daal: he's back!

My boy is back!

Hey, look!

I'm a plump, juicy flurkey

Again!

Hooray!

All: hooray!

I'm the happiest bird in the

World.

And from now on, I'm gonna make

People happy!

Truffles: [ burps ]

Ah, that was delicious!

Mung daal: yes, florentine

Did end up making people happy.

[ Laughter ]

Now let us never speak of it

Again.

Shnitzel: radda radda.

Chowder: the end!

[ Demonic voice ] blarga-flarga!

Truffles: now, the best way

Is to swing downward, like so.

Koo-ka!

Panini: oh, I see.

Truffles: you'd be amazed how

Effective this is.

Panini: I can imagine.

Truffles: it's all in the

Wrist, sweetie.

Up and down.

Be one with the rolling pin.

Now you try!

Panini: koo-ka!

Truffles: very good.

Pretty soon you'll be able to

Control your man, too.

Panini: really?

Bad chowder! Bad!

Chowder: ow!

Hey!

Truffles: perfect!

[ Honk! ]