02x17 - Green Mirror/Cricket's Tickets

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Here we go, family.
Last order of the day.

A big box of fresh veggies
for Gwendolyn Zapp at Big Tech.

I can't believe that you'd
still deliver to her

after her farmbot attacked us.

You got to learn
to let things go, Ma.

Especially when we need
the business.

Wait right here.

I'll be back in just a sec.

Okey‐dokey, see you soon‐‐

Hold up!
We're coming in with you.

Yeah, I want to explore
and touch things

with my grimy little hands.

Not this time. For some reason,
wherever we go,

our family leaves a trail
of chaos and destruction.

Hm.

And that's why you're staying
in the truck.

‐ Harumph! ‐Is that true?

Are we really that prone
to chaos?

I'm sure Papa's exaggerating,
right, guys?

Oh. They're gone.

Gramma? Cricket?

Welcome, inquiring mind,
to Big Tech,

where the impossible
is possible,

and the possible
is extra possible.

Gramma? Cricket?

Good evening,
Big Tech employees.

You all know me, Gwendolyn Zapp.

Your intrepid leader
and loveable leader.

I wanted to share with you
my latest, greatest idea:

Flawless You.

With our new self‐improvement
technology,

you and your loved ones
can finally become

the best versions of themselves.

No more flaws,
no more chaos in your lives.

We're moving into
the beta testing phase,

‐where we will‐‐ ‐

‐
‐Somebody help!

I tripped and fell
into a sleep pod!

‐Papa?
‐ Go to sleep.
Go to sleep.

What is‐‐? Oh, my!

‐Hey, look what I found.
‐Oh, my goodness.

I love my new huge body.

Whoa!

Oh, no! Our main supply line
to the free cereal bar!

I gots it.
I gots the golden egg.

I took it from a room
full of geese,

but it's all mine now.

Cricket, no.

I am so sorry, Miss Gwendolyn.

It seems my family can't help
but cause hijinks

everywhere we go.

Although it usually
doesn't happen this quickly.

Hopefully you're not too mad.

Oh, I'm a little mad.

But like, crazy mad,
not angry mad.

This is actually great.

Your family is a perfect fit
to be beta testers

for Flawless You.

With a little software upgrade,

your family wouldn't just be
less destructive,

they could be flawless.

Flawless?

Ooh. Well, a life of peace
and harmony could be quite nice.

What do y'all think?

It'll be cool to get
experimented on.

That's how you get superpowers.

I'm willing to give it a try.

If it's half as cool
as this mech suit,

then I'm in.

That settles it.
Let's get started.

What is this machine, Gwendolyn?

This is the Flawless You
supercomputer.

If you feel a little tingle,
that's just your consciousness

being sucked
right out of your body.

Here we go!

Whoa, check out the new duds.

Ooh, this suit hugs my body
in all the right places.

Ma, please don't.

Welcome, Greens,

to the Flawless You cyberspace.

I've uploaded your personalities

here into the digital realm.

That way, we can break them down
into code

and pinpoint the bugs,

a.k.a., the flaws.

And then, zap!

I sh**t them, and they're gone.

You'll come out flawless.

Any questions?

Does the g*n have to be so big?

‐No. ‐May I use the g*n?

No. Any questions?

No? Good.

What's the first step?

Well, I like to start
by working from a new file.

Always back up your brain,
that's what I like to say.

After that, we'll erase
your family's flaws

and then walk them out
that download door,

which will allow them
to re‐enter their bodies

and make the fixes...

skiddly‐boop‐bop de‐boo!

‐...permanent! ‐Wow.

Now, we'll just
select your family...

‐What the...?
‐...and make a copy.

Wow, this is nuts. It's me.

‐Whoa! ‐Hey!

Into the backup folder you go.

Wait, wait, wait, wait! Whoa!

Glad that ain't me in there.

Huh?

Now, where should we start?

Well, Papa does tend to get
overcome with crippling anxiety.

‐It's true.
‐Ooh, crippling anxiety?
I love it!

Now, what's your earliest memory
of being anxious, Bill Green?

Well, when I was a kid,
I used to go to the meadow

behind the barn
and pick wildflowers.

One day, I decided to pick
a bouquet for Ma.

I was so excited to give
the flowers to her,

but when I did...

Why in the Sam Hill did you
bring me a bunch of weeds?

...she met me with unrelenting
criticism.

I learned there was a wrong way
to pick flowers.

There's a wrong way
to do everything.

There's a wrong way to cook...

Papa's code popped up.

And there's the flaw.

...wrong way to...

Anyhoo, no biggie.

Why was I even
talking about that?

Wow. That's incredible.

Hopefully it'll work as well for
Gramma's anger problem.

There ain't an angry bone
in my body!

I just tell it like it is.

The world is incompetent, and‐‐

I love the world
and all its people.

Incredible. You knew exactly
how to draw out her anger.

I know my family.

Is it my turn yet?

‐Well, you're the only one left.
‐Yes!

Now, Cricket, tell me about
your childhood‐‐

I'll start at the beginning.

Pops was putting me down
for my afternoon nap,

and he had no idea
what was coming.

‐ ‐ Cricket!

I was elusive, deceptive.

A natural trickster.

Whoa!

Bingo‐bango!

Oh, I was amazing.
A little genius.

And that's just the start.

Look at all these flaws.
I hit the jackpot!

Ha‐ha! I could talk
about me forever!

Actually, I would like to hear
about someone else's interests.

Is that all their flaws, Tilly?

Those are the major ones,

but if the goal is to make
them perfect,

then we must go further.

I like to wood‐carve
in my spare time.

Dull interest!

There's nothing I love more
than helping others.

Dishonest!

- ‐I hate sharing.
- ‐ Selfish!

Stubborn! Insecure!

Closed‐minded! Overconfident!

Flatulence!

‐I think that does it.
‐Now let's see how they interact

in their natural environment.

Huh? How do you know
what the inside

of our house looks like?

Big Tech knows what the inside

of everyone's house looks like.

Oh, uh, okay.

All right, everyone,

what un‐chaotic plans
do we have for today?

I'm going to whip up
a fresh batch of cookies.

Cookies are done.

Mm. Thanks, Gramma.

I‐‐ Oh.

Sorry about that, Gramma.

Hope you're not mad.

Don't worry, dear.

What kind of gramma would I be

if I got upset over
a little thing like that?

Cookie, perfect grandson?

Oh, I must politely decline,
Grandmother.

Now, pardon me
while I go do my chores

and try not to be a bother.

‐Hm? ‐Hold on, son.

There's more to life than work.

How about we go to the marina
and rent some Jet Skis?

I respect and obey your will,
Father.

If there's one thing I love,
it's trying new things.

What do you think, Tilly?

Yeah. Sounds great.

All right, everyone,
make your way

to the download door
and return to your bodies.

Gwendolyn, wait.

Something doesn't feel right.

They don't act like
my family at all.

Well, of course not.

All their flaws are gone.

They'll be perfect examples
to show the world

how Flawless You works.

But the spark that I love
about them is missing.

I think I'd like them
to go back to the way they were.

Oh, what an interesting
development.

‐You're flawed too! ‐What?

We need to make you flawless
as well.

Yes, Tilly, join us.

We could be the perfect family.

All we need is you.

Jet Ski.

Uh... no!

Don't be afraid, Tilly.

We're still your family,
but better.

You're not my family.
Not anymore.

What are you‐‐? Hey, stop!

Get down from there!

Whoa!

Everyone, you're back!

But what are your thoughts
on Jet Skis?

Uh, they're dangerous
and expensive.

Only noisy idiots
love those dinky boats.

Well, I must be
a noisy idiot then,

because I got Jet Ski fever!

It really is you guys.

Now, come on,
we've got to download you

back into your bodies.

But sister dearest,

those bodies belong to us:

the flawless family.

Oh, yeah? Just try and stop us,
Mr. Hoity‐Toity.

We will mow you clowns down.

As you wish.

‐Let's go, family. ‐ Yeah!

Go get 'em!

We're perfectly matched.

How are we going to beat them?

your flaws.

Got it. Hey, look over there:
dirty laundry.

Oh, I'd better start
washing the‐‐

Yeah!

Boy, oh, boy,
I could do this all day.

Gee, I bet you're so strong,
you could take a hit to the face

and feel nothing.

You're darn tooting.

Watch this.

Why don't we sit down over tea
and talk this through?

Hm. Nah!

I got to get
to the control console‐‐ Ah!

Hold it right there,
Little Miss Mess It Up.

Admit that you're flawed
already and let me fix you.

I admit it. My flaw was wanting
to make my family perfect.

But there's no such thing
as a perfect family,

because being flawed
is what makes us human.

Ah‐ha! The flaw!

Error.

If wanting to erase flaws
is a flaw,

then would flawlessness mean
embracing flaws?

‐ ‐Does not compute.

System crash imminent.

Whoa! Huh?

Fascinating.

The system is resetting itself
with all of us in it.

What a fun way go out,
huh, Tilly?

Oh, my stars!
We've got to get out of here.

You marshmallows
didn't stand a chance.

We have to get back
into our bodies, now!

I don't feel so good.

I'm losing ground! Aah!

Whoa!

Got it!

Whew!

That sure was messed up.

I'm so sorry for trying
to fix you guys.

I like you just the way you are.

Thanks, sweetie,
but we could work on

improving ourselves a bit.

‐Speak for yourself.
‐Speak for yourself.

I can't believe it.

There was a flaw
inside of Flawless You.

Gwendolyn? You didn't die
in the computer?

Oh, I definitely died.

Luckily, my brain was restored
from a backup.

Always back up your brain,
that's what I like to say.