03x04 - A Little Bit of Pizzazz!/The Birthday Suits

[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 ]

Mung daal: faster, chowder!

These stinky-cheese logs need

To be rolled at precisely 135

Miles per hour.

Shnitzel: radda radda radda!

Chowder: [ gasping ]

Mung daal: okay, stop.

That'll do.

[ Screech! ]

Chowder: I think I sprained

My gurgon.

Truffles: hey!

Is that log done yet?

It should have gone out an hour

Ago!

Mung daal: it may smell done,

Truffles, but the real test is

How it tastes.

[ Slurping ]

[ Pbht! ]

Ugh!

Not enough stink in it.

Luckily, we can fix that with a

Little bit of pizzazz.

Chowder: pizzazz?

What's that?

Mung daal: pizzazz is a very

Special spice.

You take two objects -- say my

Sweaty sock and this non-stinky

Stinky cheese, add a pinch of

Pizzazz, and the two objects

Swap personalities.

[ Sloop! ]

[ Chomp! ]

[ Pop! ]

Chowder: mm-mm-mm-mmm!

It taste like stinky sweat

Sock!

Mung daal: unfortunately, I

Could only buy it in this

Ridiculous 100-gallon size, but

A little bit is all it --

Chowder: [ chuckling

Maniacally ]

Pizzazz! Ha!

Mung daal: no, chowder,

That's too much pizzazz!

Chowder: ah-cha-cha-cha-cha-

Cha!

What's pizzazz?

[ Ding! ]

[ Groans ]

What happened?

Mung daal: I'll tell you what

Happened -- you blew us into

Each others' bodies!

Chowder: you mean I'm in

Shnitzel's body?

Weird. Freaky weird.

Mung daal: that's right!

And I'm in your body, chowder.

Truffles: and me in mung's.

[ Cries ]

Which can only mean shnitzel

Is --

Shnitzel: radda?!

[ Shudders ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Crying ]

Radda radda radda!

Truffles: good!

Let him deal with all those for

Stinking hormones.

I'm sick of it!

Mung daal: oh, everybody,

Just relax.

Man, chowder's arms are short.

The only way to get back to

Normal is to find the

"Get back to normal" recipe

Book.

Truffles: how convenient.

Mung daal: there it is.

Now -- ugh -- if I could just --

Ugh -- reach.

Reach! Ugh!

[ Boing! ]

I can't reach.

Chowder: how about shnitzel's

Body gives you a boost?

I'm strong!

So strong!

[ Laughs maniacally ]

Mung daal: we must get back

In our own bodies.

Now, the remedy's very

Intricate.

It'll take all of us working

Together t-t-t-t-t-t--

What's this?!

With chowder's eyeballs, I can

See crystal clear!

[ Sniffs ]

And that smell! Ahh!

Is that foo-o-o-o-d?!

With this young nose, I can

Smell food I haven't smelled in

Years.

And with his supple, young taste

Buds, I can taste foods I

Haven't tasted in years!

Ahh!

It's like when I first became a

Chef, again!

Truffles: ugh, how does mung

See anything past his big-old

Nose?

And how does he hear anything

With all this hair in his ears?

[ Grumbles ]

If I'm gonna be stuck in this

Body, I may as well make a few

Changes for the better.

Oh, yeah!

That's nice!

Shoulder pads.

Shnitzel: radda radda radda

Radda.

[ Gong! ]

Truffles: stop making all

That noise!

♪ I got nothing to do ♪

[ Snoring ]

Shnitzel: ooh!

[ Yawns ]

Radda-ra.

[ Yawns ]

Radda-ra-ra-ra radda-ra-ra.

Mung daal: good idea,

Shnitzel -- we'll all stay in

These bodies till further

Notice.

[ Pop! Pop! Pop! ]

[ Stomping ]

Well, what do you want to do in

Shnitzel's body first, chowdy?

Chowder: I want to lift a

Heavy object.

Mung daal: there's a

Great-big heavy one.

I beg your pardon!

Mung daal: the giant fork!

Chowder: ♪ la ♪

Look, mung -- I'm a forklift.

Mung daal: [ laughing ]

Forklift!

Look -- I can juggle gazpacho.

Mother always said this day

Would come.

She was right.

She's always right!

[ Gasps ]

[ Munch! Munch! Munch! ]

Panini: oh, hi, shnitzel.

Have you seen chowder?

[ Sproing! ]

[ Gasps ]

There you are!

Chowder: [ laughs ]

Panini: oh, chowder.

[ Blink! ]

Who's my purple-wurple chunk of

Man?

Mung daal: not me!

Now, back off, toots.

I've got some youth to enjoy.

[ Ting! ]

Panini: man, I really got to

Get a new obsession.

Mung daal: I feel so -- so...

[ Laughing maniacally ]

Ah-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha!

[ Laughing maniacally ]

[ Slurp! ]

[ Laughs ]

Alive!

[ Laughs maniacally ]

[ Crash! ]

Chowder: [ sighs ]

Switching bodies is so fun.

Mung daal: yeah.

This new body is great.

My old body had too much wear

And tear -- blursitis, farmer's

Elbone, jelly legs.

[ Laughs ]

But I -- I did have a great

Moustache.

[ Gasps ]

My moustache!

Truffles has my moustache.

Truffles: ♪ la la-da-da-da ♪

♪ Do-do doo ♪

Wow. I feel like a new mung.

Thanks, dr. Changucompletely.

[ Twinkle! ]

Shnitzel: ♪ radda radda ♪

♪ La-di-da ♪

♪ Radda radda radda ♪

♪ Di-doo-doo-doo ♪

♪ Radda radda ♪

♪ Oh, radda ♪

Truffles: shnitzel, get up!

Get up and clean this kitchen!

It's some kind of pig-sty filthy

Mess!

[ Snorting ]

[ Squeals ]

Shnitzel: radda radda radda.

[ Bell dings ]

[ Bell dinging ]

Truffles: [ gasps ]

Oh, no -- a customer.

Coming!

Okay, what can I get for -- wait

A minute.

Why am I wasting my life behind

This desk...

When I should be having the fun

Mung does cooking in the

Kitchen!

Now, let's see here.

One avocado.

Two tomatoes.

They look like toes.

That's cute.

And three purple bearnuts.

[ Bears growling ]

Oh! Aah!

Aah!

Okay, fellas, we're good.

Man, he didn't even see that

Coming.

Nope. They never do.

Truffles: [ groans ]

I hate bearnuts!

I hate cooking!

Mung daal: truffles!

What have you done to my face?

Truffles: eh, it's a long

Story.

Here, finish this order.

[ Crying ] I can't do anything

Right in your body.

Chowder: well, I can't cook.

I can't reach anything in these

Arms.

Truffles: the kitchen is

Falling apart.

What do we do?!

Mung daal: that settles it --

We change back into our bodies

A.s.a.p.

Chowder: [ crying ]

Mung daal: chowder!

Chowder, what's the matter?

Chowder: [ crying ] I don't

Want to leave shnitzel's body.

Mung, I love it!

[ Cries ]

Especially the part where I'm

Strong and tall.

[ Cries ]

And strong!

[ Crying ]

Mung daal: are you finished?

Chowder: yeah, I'm good.

When do we change back to our

Bodies?

Mung daal: "back to normal...

Two cups of..."

Uh-huh. "Bake at 350."

And, uh, okay, I think I got it

Figured out.

Everyone ready?

Truffles: well, what about

Shnitzel?

Mung daal: we forgot

Shnitzel.

Shnitzel: [ sighs ]

Radda radda.

Chowder: come on, shnitzel.

It's back to your old body and

Back to work.

Shnitzel: [ crying ]

Radda! Radda!

Chowder: got him!

Mung daal: good.

You two add the pizzazz and the

Recipe to get us back to our own

Bodies.

And I hope we all learned a

Valuable lesson today -- no

Matter what you do, you can't

Hide from who you really are, no

Matter how fun it is to be

Someone else.

Truffles: and no matter how

Much you hate waking up as your

Old self.

Mung daal: agreed.

I hope my face grows back.

Go on -- add the pizzazz!

Add the pizzazz!

Chowder: he's gone!

Mung daal: there he goes!

Shnitzel: ha ha!

Radda radda radda radda!

[ Sloop! ]

[ Screech! ]

Radda?

Truffles: give me that thing!

[ Chime! ]

Shnitzel: [ coughing ]

Radda radda?

Radda radda?!

[ Crying ] radda radda radda!

Truffles: hooray!

We're back!

[ Sighs ]

Now get to work and clean up

This kitchen!

Well, everything's back to

Normal.

[ Splat! Creak! ]

Chowder: I forgot how soft

And pudgy my body is compared to

How hard and cold shnitzel's

Body was.

Shnitzel: radda!

Well, I think you're all a

Bunch of billowy ninny swallows.

Oh, good gravy!

I'm in mung daal's body!

And if I'm in his body, he must

Be in...

Mung daal: aah!

[ Screeches ]

[ Trumpets ]

[ Screams ]

[ Grunting ]

Hey, this is kind of fun.

[ Screams ]

[ Warbles ]

Chowder: "r"..."U"

Ready to dance with dangaa?

Do you want to go nuts?

[ Laughs ]

Can you take the sheer insanity

Of...

The first annual marzipan fruit

Bowl-ing competition?

Mung daal: chowder, you

Almost ready to -- aah!

[ Strike! ]

[ Whip! Whip! Whip! ]

Um, um, um, scene 14! Scene 14!

Retake, retake!

Please remove flaming

Cauldron and replace with model

Provided!

Thank you!

[ Blows air ]

Chowder, careful.

We need these suits in perfect

Condition for mr. Fugu's party.

Chowder: [ british accent ]

Oh, I do love a good party.

Will there be heaps of dancing

And delightful frivolous

Diversions?

[ Ting! Ting! ]

Mung daal: I suppose so, but

we'll be there to work.

Chowder: [ normal voice ] oh,

You're just no fun at all, you

Big pooper.

[ British accent ] I dare say, I

Shan't ever speak to you again.

Mung daal: okay, that works.

Truffles: do we really have

To wear these?

My tuckus is big enough without

Two giant grapes attached to it.

Mung daal: well, honey, it's

A theme party, and you know how

Mr. Fugu is about themes -- he

Rules with an iron fist!

I order everyone to punch

Each other in the face.

Come on, do it.

It's my iron fist party.

[ Laughs ]

[ Clang! ]

Mung daal: ow! Chowder!

Chowder: what?

He said to do it!

Mung daal: or at least that

Was last year's theme.

So since we haven't had a job

Since last year's party and

We've been living on nothing but

Dirt...

Chowder: [ slurp! Slurp! ]

[ Coughs ]

Mung daal: ...we got to wear

The suits.

Shnitzel: radda radda radda.

Mung daal: oh.

Then what would you like to have

For dinner tonight -- dirt

Pancakes or dirt cheeseburgers?

Chowder: dirt cheeseburgers!

[ Pop! ]

Mung daal: oh!

Oh, time to go, go, go, go.

Chop-chop, people.

No, I mean let's grab the grub

And go!

I'm a grub!

Mung daal: no, I'm talking

About the dish.

Chowder: oh!

Mung daal: careful, now,

Shnitzel, careful.

Shnitzel: [ grunts ]

Radda radda.

Mung daal: no, I cannot help

You lift.

I'm a banana -- I have no arms.

Shnitzel: radda radda radda.

Mung daal: I heard that.

Chowder: ♪ the suits, the

Suits ♪

♪ It's all about the suits ♪

♪ And if you eat too many beans,

You will get the toots ♪

[ Ting! ]

Shnitzel: radda!

[ Clunk! ]

Truffles: the fruit suits!

Mung daal: shnitzel, what on

Earth did you hit?

What?!

[ All scream ]

Mung daal: darn it, endive,

Move your brick wall of a

Behind!

We have a party to get to!

Like I don't?

Mung daal: oh, you're going

To fugu's, too?

I thought you were wearing that

Pineapple suit because it was

The only thing that would fit

You.

[ Laughs ]

[ Squeak! ]

Ha!

Who's laughing now? [ laughs ]

Chowder: mung, what happened

To your suit?

Mung daal: oh, no!

The dish has shrinky pinky spice

In it.

Quick -- everyone, get it off

Your suits before they shrink,

Too!

Chowder: shrinky pinky

Spice?!

Oh, no!

[ Squeak! ]

[ Squeak! ]

Mung daal: maybe it's not

That bad.

They're tight and we look like

Idiots, but at least they've

Stopped shrinking.

[ Pop! ]

[ Pop! Pop! Pop! ]

Aah!

Looks like your banana split,

Mung daal.

Guess I won't be seeing you at

The party.

[ Laughs ]

Close your mouth, panini.

Mung daal: oh, yes, you will

See me at the party!

You will se-e-e-e-e me!

Gelato, what is wrong with

Society today?

Yes, yes, I dare say.

If I see one more thing to upset

My uptight sensibilities, then

We will have to form an angry

Mob.

Oh, my.

[ All gasp ]

[ Slump! ]

Ohh!

[ Slump! ]

Gelato!

Gelato!

Those heathens have made gelato

Faint!

Get them!

[ All screaming ]

[ Mob shouting angrily ]

Oh, yes.

Oh, hello.

Uh, mr. Foie gras, with all

These fruit suits walking

Around, I'm beginning to feel

[Smacks lips] a bit peckish.

Uh, where is the caterer?

Chowder: look!


Well, what do you know?

Mung daal: see, chowder?

There was no need to worry.

We get those fruit suits, we go

To the party, and we get paid.

Chowder: do we still get dirt

Cheeseburgers?

Truffles: how we gonna get

Across the street without being

Seen?

Shnitzel: radda.

Well, gazpacho, kudos to you

On a good day of sales.

Yeah.

A very good day indeed if I do

Say so myself.

And I do, 'cause I'm the only

One here.

Now, the only thing that would

Make this day end perfectly is

If I could only figure out what

To do with these four empty

Barrels of varying sizes.

What a dilemma!

Okay, good luck getting to your

Party, guys.

Now, what do I do with these

Barrels?

Mung daal: anyone else notice

Gazpacho's pants smell like

Relish?

Excuse me, my fine man.

We would like to purchase those

Fruit suits.

Oh, no.

No, out, out, out.

[ All shouting ]

No shirt, no shoes, no service.

Mung daal: so what you're

Telling me is that if we walked

In here with shirts...

Yes.

Mung daal: ...and shoes...

Yes.

Mung daal: ...and no pants,

Then we could buy suits.

Yes.

We embrace our pant-less

Customers with open arms.

Mung daal: okay, then!

[ Sproing! ]

I want those fruit suits.

Well, technically, you still

Need shirts and shoes.

Mung daal: aah!

Okay.

Calm down, mung, calm down.

[ Ding! ]

I have an idea.

Do you like show tunes?

Who doesn't?

Mung daal: take it away,

Chowder!

Chowder: ♪ I am a pretty

Butterfly ♪

♪ I bring the pretty to your

Eye ♪

Wow. Amazing.

That is worth the price of at

Least four fruit suits.

[ Creak! Pop! ]

[ Pop! ]

[ Beeping ]

Oh, no, no, no.

I dare say, I forgot to take off

The security tag.

My bad.

[ Sirens wail ]

Nobody try to explain what's

Happening.

We are going to assume you're

All thieves.

Whatever you do, do not run

Away.

[ Rattle! Rattle! ]

Mung daal: chowder...

You know what to do.

Chowder: I do?

Mung daal: yeah!

You know -- the thing from

Earlier.

Chowder: oh, you mean --

[ British accent ] oh, I do love

A good party.

Will there be heaps of dancing

And delightful frivolous

Diversions?

Mung daal: no, no.

Before that.

Chowder: oh, yeah!

Get ready to dance with dangaa!

Aah!

Shnitzel: radda!

[ Strike! ]

[ Whistle! ]

[ Siren chirps ]

Now, who is going to sing me

A show tune to make me feel

Better?

♪ I am a pretty butterfly ♪

♪ I bring the pretty to your

Eye ♪

[ Sirens wailing ]

[ Up-tempo music playing ]

Shnitzel: [ spits ]

[ Spitting ]

[ Smack! ]

[ Music stops ]

[ Music resumes ]

Gr-o-owl!

Growl! Growl!

[ Creak! Creak! ]

[ Zip! ]

[ Whoosh! ]

[ Thud ]

Shnitzel: [ gasps ]

[ Pop! ]

[ Both gasp ]

Shnitzel: radda.

Ra-radda!

Radda!

Radda!

[ Slop! ]

Phew!

All: you did it, shnitzel!

Mung daal: now let's get to

Fugu's party and make ourselves

Some cash.

Charge!

Chowder: I thought you said

You wanted cash.

Mung daal: there's no time

For your crazy-making.

Charge!

[ "Charge" plays ]

[ Mob shouting angrily ]

Growl!

[ Sirens wailing ]

Chowder: [ gasping ]

Oh, ye cruel mountain-making

Gods!

Yah!

Welcome.

[ Zing! ]

Mung daal: pshew!

[ Inhales sharply ]

We made it!

[ Poof! ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Rattle! Rattle! ]

Chowder: come on, don't talk

Like that.

We can't understand you.

Mung daal: what's a

Poppycock...

Chowder: mung! Listen to me!

I would really like to say

Something profound, but I'm not

Very good with complete

Thoughts.

I let my hugs do all the talking

For me.

Now heed me, old man!

Heed me when I say...

Let's finish this!

[ Sloop! ]

Mung daal: chowder, get me a

Hose.

Chowder: why?

Mung daal: 'cause I got a

Plan that involves a hose.

[ Dance music plays ]

[ Tink! Tink! Tink! ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Zing! ]

[ Ding! ]

[ Faucet squeaks ]

[ Squeak! Pop! ]

[ Squeak! Pop! ]

Roar?!

[ Quack! ]

Really? Baby ducks?

Who doesn't like baby ducks?

Mung daal: hey, nice

Underwear, everybody.

Good thing we're already in

Costume.

[ Gasps ]

Underpants?

Well -- well, I -- I never!

I never knew I'd get to have an

Underpants party!

This is so much better than a

Fruit party!

[ Cheers and applause ]

[ Dance music plays ]

Good show.

Good show, my good man.

Yes, I see big things for

Mung daal's catering.

Hmm, big things indeed.

Mung daal: you know, chowder,

There was only one downside to

This plan.

Chowder: what?

[ Pbht! ]

What?

[ Both scream ]

Mung daal: everyone back in

Their costumes!

[ Clunk! ]

Mung daal: good work,

Chowder!

And to complete the dish, all we

Need to do is to add some ground

Pepper.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah...

Phew, that was close.

Thank you, chowder.

That would have ruined the dish.

Chowder: wow, this spice sure

Is powdery.

Ah-ah-ah-ah...

Mung daal: [ sighs ]

Chowder: [ sighs ]

Ah-ah-ah-choo!