01x49 - Uncle Zombie

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[ Up-tempo music plays ]

Uncle grandpa: good morning!

Good morning.

Good morning.

Grft: [ roars ]

Uncle grandpa: good morning.

Good morning!

[ Eerie music plays ]

[ Zombies moaning ]

[ Austrian accent ] it's time

To assassinate some zombies!

Come and get it!

Pizza steve: aw, yeah, son!

That's what I'm talkin' about!

Right, mr. Gus?

Mr. Gus: you know you

Shouldn't watch this stuff

Before bed.

It's gonna give you nightmares.

Uncle grandpa: and there's

Nothing more important than

Sleeping peacefully through the

Night.
[ Yawns ]

Sweet dreams, buddies.

[ Crash! ]

Mr. Gus: well, don't say I

Didn't warn you.

Pizza steve: yeah. Whatever.

This is pizza steve you're

Talking about.

I don't get nightmares.

Now, what did I miss?

There's only one way to stop

The zombies -- we have to bury

Them alive.

Uh, sir, technically, they're

Not alive.

Exactly.

[ Zombies moaning ]

Pizza steve: oh.

That's creepy.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[ Blink! ]

Uncle grandpa: hey,

Pizza steve, is everything okay

In here?

Pizza steve: oh, yeah.

Just [chuckles] practicing my

Nightly screams for my new metal

Album.

[ Heavy-metal music playing ]

Wa-a-a-h! Hoo! Ow! Wa-a-a-h!

Mr. Gus: I told you that

Stupid movie would give you

Nightmares.

Uncle grandpa: mr. Gus,

Please, go back to bed.

Let me handle this, okay?

Mr. Gus: yeah, whatever.

He can deep-dish it, but he

Can't take it.

Pizza steve: [ whimpering ]

Uncle grandpa: hey,

Pizza steve, you want to talk

About your problem?

Pizza steve: problem?

[ Chuckles nervously ]

What problem?

Uncle grandpa: were you

Having bad dreams again after

Watching those scary zombie

Movies?
Pizza steve: who, me?

[ Chuckles ] come on, uncle g.

Uncle grandpa: listen, why

Don't you sleep with me tonight

And I'll make sure none of those

Zombies get you, okay?

Pizza steve: you'd do that

For me?

Uncle grandpa: if it means

We'd both get a good night's

Sleep, definitely.

Pizza steve: thanks, uncle g.

Oh, and can we not mention this

To mr. Gus?

Uncle grandpa: yeah, sure,

Buddy.

All tucked in.

Sleep tight, pizza pal.

Mmm.

[ Whip! Whip! ]

Huh?

[ Creak! Whoosh! ]

[ Creak! ]

Ah!

Dino blanky and dino pillow.

It'll be just like old times.

[ Blink! ]

[ Whip! ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Wind blowing ]

Huh?

[ Chatter! Chatter! Chatter! ]

[ Wind blowing ]

Pizza steve: [ snoring ]

Uncle grandpa: huh?

Pizza steve: [ mutters

Softly ]

Uncle grandpa: phew.

[ Wind blowing ]

[ Gasps ]

Huh.

[ Creak! Whip! ]

[ Wind blowing ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Shivering ]

[ Up-tempo music blaring ]

Huh?

[ Music continues ]

Oh, no!

Pizza steve is sleep-dancing

Again.

Better not wake up him or else.

Got to stay perfectly still.

Pizza steve: yeah! Ooh! Whoo!

[ Music continues ]

Mr. Gus: hey, what's going on

In here?!

Some people are trying to sleep!

Uncle grandpa: mr. Gus, keep

Your voice down!

Pizza steve is sleep-dancing.

[ Whirl! ]

We can't wake him up in this

State.

He's too deep in the groove.

We just got to let him dance it

On out.

Mr. Gus: that is the most

Ridiculous thing I have ever --

Uncle grandpa: mr. Gus,

Please!

You can't disturb him.

[ Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! Blam! ]

Whew! That was a close one.

[ Music continues ]

[ Whoosh! Whip! ]

[ Rooster crows ]

Pizza steve: [ yawns ]

Oh, man! I am refreshed!

I slept like a baby, even with

You moving around all night.

How'd you sleep, uncle g?

Uncle grandpa: [ moaning ]

[ Squish! ]

Pizza steve: aah! Zombie!

[ Zip! ]

Oh. Oh. No bite marks.

Still alive.

I've got to warn the others.

Don't come near me, you evil,

Rabid zombie!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Uncle grandpa: I got to get

Some sleep.

Maybe if I drink some warm milk

It'll help.

Mr. Gus: rah!

It's another meteor!

Got to run!

Pizza steve: mr. Gus,

Wake up! Wake up!

I've got horrible news!

Mr. Gus: it's not a meteor

Attack, is it?

Pizza steve: what? No!

Uncle grandpa turned into a

Zombie!

Mr. Gus: man, I knew those

Zombie movies would go to your

Head.

I'm going back to sleep.

Pizza steve: fine!

Then don't say I didn't tell you

So when I say, "told you so!"

Uncle grandpa: I hope this

Helps.

[ Gulping ]

Pizza steve: oh, no!

The uncle grandpa zombie is

Gonna infect our whole food

Supply!

You get out of our kitchen, you

Undead scavenger!

Uncle grandpa: pizza steve.

Pizza steve: aaaaaaaaaah!

Uncle grandpa: why are you

Yelling?

Ya-a-a-a-a-a-h.

[ Crunch! ]

Ya-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-h.

Pizza steve: aaaah!

Don't come near me!

Uncle grandpa: I'm too tired

To play chase with you,

Pizza steve.

I'm gonna lie down.

Pizza steve: this broom

Closet should be safe for now.

Okay. Think, pizza steve.

Think!

None of your friends are gonna

Help you, and you can't keep

Running away forever.

I think you know what needs

To be done.

Pizza steve: who said that?

Over here -- in the box.

You can't keep running away.

You must use weapons to stay

Alive and get rid of that zombie

Before it gets rid of you!

Pizza steve: [ gasps ]

Zombie assassinator is right.

To defeat the uncle grandpa

Zombie, I must become...

A zombie assassin!

Uncle grandpa: [ moans ]

Nice, comfy couch.

Pizza steve: back away from

The couch!

Uncle grandpa: but I'm too

Tired to play w*r with you.

Pizza steve: fire in the

Hole!

Uncle grandpa: ya-a-a-a-a-h.

[ Splat! Whoosh! ]

This place is pretty cozy.

You gonna use all that dusty

Lint?

Take it.

You need it more than I do.

[ Buzzing ]

[ Whoosh! Thud! ]

[ Moans ]

Grft: [ roars ]

[ Meows ]

Uncle grandpa: mind if I

Borrow your bed, tiger?

Pizza steve: oh, no, you

Don't!

Uncle grandpa: huh?

[ Whip! Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! ]

[ Whoosh! Thud! ]

Maybe if I run a bath to soothe

My senses, I can fall asleep.

I'll just wait here.

Pizza steve: not on my watch.

Uncle grandpa: so fluffy up

Here.

[ Vacuum cleaner whirs ]

[ Crash! Thud! ]

Uncle grandpa: ugh.

Ya-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-h.

Mr. Gus: aaaaah!

Pizza steve was right!

Pizza steve: told you so.

Now come with me if you want to

Live.

Mr. Gus: yah!

[ Breathing heavily ]

What are we gonna do?

We can't let that zombie stay in

The r.v.

Pizza steve: relax!

I've got a plan.

I've seen it in a movie.

Uncle grandpa: oh, good.

Mr. Gus can play with

Pizza steve while I sleep.

[ Air horn blares ]

What's going on out here?

Mr. Gus: help!

I've fallen, and I can't get up!

Uncle grandpa: I'd better

Help mr. Gus.

Then I'll get some sleep.

[ Whirl! Thud! ]

Ugh!

Mr. Gus: it's coming!

Pizza steve: okay!

Don't move!

Uncle grandpa picked the wrong

Day to become a zombie.

Uncle grandpa: mr. Gu-u-u-s!

Ya-a-a-h!

[ Thud! ]

Ugh!

Pizza steve: now!

[ Both grunting ]

Uncle grandpa: wh-wh-what's

Going on?

Mr. Gus: well, at least he

Won't be infecting anybody down

There.

[ Sniffles ]

Hopefully he's in a better place

Now.

Pizza steve: may he rest in

Peace, mr. Gus.

Mr. Gus: yeah.

Uncle grandpa: good morning.

Good morning. [ Snores ]

Good morning. Good morning.

Good morning. Good morning.

[ Snores ]

Mr. Gus: man, I miss him

Already.

Uncle grandpa: miss who?

You aren't talking about that

Zombie guy who's been trying to

Sleep in the r.v. And looks

Exactly like me, are you?

Personally, I'm glad he's gone.

[ Blink! ]

They don't call me

"Uncle grandpa" for nothing.

[ Whip! Whip! Whoosh! ]

Welcome to " who wants the

Last pickle?!"

I'm your announcer,

Tiny miracle!

And here's your host with the

Most, uncle grandpa!

[ Cheers and applause ]

Uncle grandpa: thank you!

Thank you!

Let's meet our lucky

Contestants.

Defending his championship

Title, the one and only

Pizza steve!

Pizza steve: hey!

It's great to be back.

Uncle grandpa: and coming all

The way from

Prehistoric-dinosaur times,

Mr. Gus.

Mr. Gus: how long is this

Gonna take?

Uncle grandpa: don't worry

About it.

Giant realistic flying tiger,

Please show our contestants what

They'll be playing for today.

Grft: [ roars ]

Uncle grandpa: the last

Pickle!

Okay. First question --

Who wants the last pickle?

Pizza steve: oh, oh, oh!

Uncle grandpa: yes,

Pizza steve?

Pizza steve: I do.

Uncle grandpa: that is

Correct!


Pizza steve.

Pizza steve: ooh, yeah!

That pickle is mine!

Uncle grandpa: okay.

Next question.

What are pickles?

[ Buzzer ]

Mr. Gus?

Mr. Gus: pickles are pickled

Cucumbers.

Uncle grandpa: hmm.

I'm sorry, mr. Gus.

That is incorrect.

Pizza steve, would you like to

Answer?

Pizza steve: uh, yeah.

Pickles are pickles.

Uncle grandpa: correct!

Pickles are, in fact, pickles!

Pizza steve: oh, yeah, boy!

♪ I'm gonna get my pickle on

Mr. Gus: whatever.

He can have it.

I don't even want that pickle.

Uncle grandpa: then why are

You a contestant on my show?

[ Whoosh! ]

Oh, right.

Pizza steve: hey!

Where'd my pickle go?!

Uncle grandpa: [ gulps ]

I don't know.

But stay tuned for our next game

Show, "who ate pizza steve's

Pickle?!"