05x12 - Transitional Phase

[bunniefuu]

I got blisters on my mustache!

[ Cow moos ]

Oh, boy!
Tomorrow is our big dinner

we've been planning for weeks.

That's the reason I circled it
on the calendar.

[ Yawns ]

All I can think about

is all that yummy food
we're gonna prepare.

Hope you're ready for tomorrow's
big dinner, Mr. Gus!

Sure am, Uncle
[ Groans ]

Pizza Steve, you stoked that
tomorrow is our big dinner day?

Oh, you know it, Uncle G!

Just need you
to tuck me in.

Anything
for my sweet prince.

[ Smooch ]

Gonna need your help in the
kitchen tomorrow, too, Tiger.

[ Roars ]

Get a good sleep,
Belly Bag.

It's gonna be morning
before you know it.

Sure thing, Uncle Grandpa.

Good night!

[ Rooster crows ]

[ Yawns, smacks lips ]

Wow!
Morning really did come fast.

I feel like I went to sleep
less than a minute ago.

But it's already
daylight outside.

Hmm. Oh, well.
No time to waste.

Today's our big dinner day.

Now to wake up the troops.

Rise and shine, everybody!
[ Bell clanging ]

Off to the kitchen to prep!

Way to hustle, guys.

I don't even remember
walking into the kitchen,

or changing our clothes.

I do find it kind of strange

that we went straight
from lying in bed

to standing in the kitchen.

Stop trying to make this
about you, Mr. Gus.

Pizza Steve's right,
Mr. Gus.

Let's focus
on what's important.

We got to start prepping.

Tiger, you're on dip duty.
I'm talking about hummus,

spinach artichoke,
babaganoush, the works.

[ Roars ]

Pizza Steve, I got you down
for kale and quinoa salad.

How are we on that carrot
and ginger dressing?

Uh, got plenty
in my private reserves.

Mr. Gus, says here
you're in charge

of the three bean
vegetarian chili.

Can you handle that?
Yes, sir!

That's what
I like to hear!

Belly Bag, that leaves you.

Roasted red pepper risotto.
You on it?

Yes, chef Grandpa.
For sure!

All right, team.
This dinner's gonna be great.

I can already picture us sitting
back at the kitchen table,

stuffed and happy.

Wait a minute.
Now we're at the dinner table!

And it's already
dark outside!

What is going on
around here?!

[ Sighs ] Yeah,

and why do I feel so full?

I'm full, too,
but I don't remember eating.

Did we just
jump ahead in time?

How is that even possible?

I feel like
I would've remembered.

Well, one thing's for sure,

I'm not doing any
of these dirty dishes.

Aw, man!

[ Gasps ] Doing the dishes was
the last thing on the itinerary!

That means
the big dinner is over!

[ Crying ]

And we didn't even
get to enjoy it!

[ Crying ]

As leader of this g*ng,

I demand to know
what's happening.

Well, from my understanding,

we keep skipping to the next
thing we talk about doing.

You mean that if I say,
"Oh, I can't wait

till we're all sitting
on the couch watching TV,"

then we'll just
end up there?

Oh, no! What's happening?!
[ Creak! ]

[ All grunting ]

[ Roars ]

I was right.
We're skipping through time

via film transition!

Well, how do we fix
all this?

I want to have
our big dinner.

I'm sure there's
a logical explanation

why this is happening.

We just got to take a few
minutes to figure it out.

Did anyone see that title card
that read "Six weeks later"?

Six weeks?!

Guess this means we really
did miss Big Dinner Day.

I've got an idea. What if
we can transition backwards,

say, like, a flashback
or something?

We should flashback
to when we were watching

the first episode
of "Too Many Files."

[ Grunts ]

Boss, I found those files!

Oh, my gosh!
Give me those files!

Here you go. Ohh!

Aah! Too many files!

Too many files!

Aah!
[ Glass shatters ]

[ Laughing ]

Even funnier
the second time.

More importantly,
the flashback worked.

We're back to the day
before our big dinner.

Which means if these transitions
are gonna keep happening,

maybe we can control them.

Oh, let me try.

I can't wait until tomorrow

when we're at the table
about to eat our big dinner.

It worked again!

[ Sniffs ]
And I can smell the squash

and tomato gratin
baking in the oven.

Move out of the way!
[ Smack ]

[ Grunts ]

Yes!

[ Sniffs ]

Smell those sweet,
sweet veggies.

Huh?
[ Screams ]

[ Monitor beeping ]

Huh?
[ Screams ]

This isn't working.

We're never gonna
eat our dinner!

[ Glass shatters ]

I hate transitioning!

Calm down, Uncle Grandpa.

We can't give up yet.

Transitions are
a film tool, right?

That means this problem
is happening

within the TV show
we're currently in.

So maybe if we transition

back to before
this episode was animated,

we might be able to pinpoint
why we're in this mess.

That's a great idea,
Mr. Gus.

Let's transition
back to the storyboard phase.

[ Creak ]

So this is what we look like
as storyboards!

Yep. The storyboard artists
sketch the entire episode

in these little boxes.

And since we're not
animated yet,

they use these cute, little
arrows to indicate movement.

Great explanation,
Uncle Grandpa.

But we should get out of these
boards and back on track.

No problem.
Let's just walk off screen.

Storyboard Artist: Okay, so they
continue to walk off screen,

and then we reveal
the storyboard artist

actually pitching
the storyboards.

We see the whole crew
watching the pitch.

And then Uncle Grandpa
and the g*ng

open the door to the pitch room.

The "Uncle Grandpa" creators
turn to see them enter the room.

Storyboard artist
looks at them sort of confused.

Hey, cut that out!
Stop narrating us!

Out of the way, dorkus!
Oof!

Is this your idea
of a joke

me getting my hands
badly burned?!

[ Laughter ]

According to these storyboard
panels, we end up on the moon,

having never even eaten
our dinner!

Wait a minute.

I don't see any transitions
in these storyboards.

So that must mean
they're being added

after the episode's
been fully animated.

Isn't it the editor's job
to add all the finishing touches

to an "Uncle Grandpa"
episode?

That means we have to find
the editor and make him stop.

But how do cartoons
usually communicate

with the outside world?

Like this.

Hey! Hello?! Mr. Editor?!

Hey, are you out there?
Hello? Come on!

Are you out there?
We're looking for you!

Look, that must be
the editor.

[ Snoring ]

How do you know?

You can tell
by his sick neck tat.

Looks like he's asleep
on the job, though.

Then how has he been
transitioning us

all around the episode?

I think I see why.

That's it!
He left his finger

on the "automatic
transition" button,

which explains why
every time we say something

like, "Hey, we got to
get to Egypt ASAP...

we wipe to Egypt.

Then it's time we give this guy
a rude awakening!

[ Zapping ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Slap! ]
Aah! Wha What the...

Good mornin'!
W W What are you guys

doing on my editing bay?

Is that what you call
this mess?

Looks like Depression had
a party and forgot to clean up.

You've been transitioning us
all around the episode,

causing us to miss
our big dinner we prepped for.

I'm sorry, guys. They've got me
working so many hours,

I practically live in my office.

I guess I wasn't paying
attention to what I was doing.

Tell you what. We can finish up
this episode for you,

so you can take
a well deserved nap.

Really?!
You'd do that for me?

Ah, thanks so much,
Uncle Grandpa.

[ Sighs ]

All right, guys.
Let's transition us

back to the dinner table.

Fingers crossed!

We did it!!
We did it!!

I can finally dig into
this eggplant and tomato tart!

And this yummy
butternut squash soup!

And this mouthwatering
vegan apple walnut pie!

Leave room for the sweet potato
and farro salad!

[ Roars ]
[ All munching ]

That was well
worth the wait.

[ Grunts ]
Guess we better clean up.

Yo, Uncle "G" pa, can you
take care of that for us?

Sure can.
Iris out!

[ Pop ]

Good morning! Good morning!
Good morning!

Uncle Grandpa:
Hey, Mr. Gus!

Ye e e e e e s?

What do you think
of my caramel apple?

What caramel apple?

This one.

[ Glass shatters ]

[ Cash register dings ]
This is the stickiest,

ickiest, drippiest caramel apple
on the market.

See? You didn't believe me,
you little baby.

You better be careful.

I hear those things
are sticky as all heck!

What's the matter?

You afraid of a little
stickity wickity caramel

Uh oh!
Sorry about that, Mr. Gus.

Here, let me just, uh...

[ Grunting ]

Almost got it.

[ Grunts ]

[ Exhales sharply ]
You okay, Mr. Gus?

Uh oh.

Thanks a lot,
Uncle Grandpa.

Oh, no.
Mr. Gus was right!

This caramel apple
really is dangerous!

I got to make sure
this doesn't happen again.

Ooh! Give me a bite
of that sticky, icky goodness.

No, Pizza Steve, don't!

[ Both grunting ]

Pizza Steve?

I'm pizza.
What do I need a skeleton for?

Oh, no! This is terrible!

[ Roars ]

Tiger, no!

[ Growls ]

[ Clack! Pbht! ]

[ Growls ]

[ Bones clatter ]

I'm getting rid of this thing
once and for all!

[ Grunts ] Oh, no,

Belly Bag, I'm so sorry!

[ Squeaks ]

What have I done?!

This caramel apple
is too sticky.

[ Groans ] Huh?

[ Grunting ]

[ Crash ]

Oh, no!

No!

[ Sobbing ]

I could really use a sweet treat
right about now.

Oh, yeah, my caramel apple!

That was quite delicious.