04x20 - One Hundred

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[Tilly] Ninety eight... ninety nine,
and... [gasps] One hundred?

Oh, my gosh. This is huge.

Attention, family.

We are on the precipice
of a major milestone event.

Has it really been a full month

since Cricket got his face stuck
in the peanut butter jar?

What's that? Can't hear ya.

Got my face stuck in a peanut butter jar.

Will you stop doing that? [grunts]

What milestone are you
talking about, sweetie?

Well, Papa, I have been documenting

all of our adventures
since we first moved to Big City.

And by my count, our next adventure
will be our one-hundredth.

Seems like we've been
on a lot more adventures than that.

[crashes]

Yeah. Kinda feels more like 200.

I have a very specific way
of counting these escapades.

Trust me, it's 100.

Well, that certainly is
an impressive accomplishment.

Yeah, can you believe it?

One hundred.

One hundred!

One hundred.

One hundred? That's amazing.
Congrats, you guys.

You only get to do one hundred once so...

What're you gonna do?

[all gasp]

- [Tilly] Huh.
- [Cricket] Um...

Family huddle!

Okay, everyone, expectations
for our hundredth adventure are sky high.

And they should be.

Anything less
than our biggest and best

would be a massive disappointment.

The girl's right.

Well, sure, but what do we do?

Yeah, what's the plan?

I suggest we split up
to greater our chances of success.

Then tonight, we meet back home

and share our epic stories
of what we did today.

No one comes home until we have topped
everything we've done before.

Now, let's get out there

and have the best
hundredth adventure ever!

[all] Yeah! [grunting]

Wee!

- [all] One hundred.
- [Cricket laughing]

Well, my adventure is gonna be
to drink this hot tea.

[slurps]

And it's cold now.

[Remy] Are you sure
I can do this, Vasquez?

Don't worry, Master Remy.

If you stay calm and focused,

I'm sure you'll do just fine.

All right.

- Hey, Remy.
- [yelps]

[Vasquez groans]
Great shot, Master Remy.

You almost got it.

What's up, Cricket?

Well, Remy, I hope you're ready,

'cause you and I are gonna have

the most exciting adventure ever!

Today, we are launchin' this chicken

into outer space!

[clucks]

Wait, didn't we already do that?

Sadly, Remster,
our previous launch attempt was a failure.

I saw this here chicken scratching around
the yard later that same day

with her little helmet on and everything.

Which is why today, we're gonna try again

and actually succeed!

Oh, wow! That is exciting.

But, if we couldn't do it before,

how do we do it now?

Way ahead of you, Remy.

- Follow me!
- Whoa!

[groans] Good luck, boys.

So, Gramma,
I've been thinking about

what I want to do for my 100th adventure.

Cricket is obviously going
for a big spectacle.

It's very him.

Whereas, I prefer an adventure
that feels emotionally satisfying.

Something that results
in happy tears,

like a puppy reunited with its owner,

or seeing someone's
deepest wish come true.

- [grunting]
- Someone like you.

Me? All I'd wish for

is a bag of pistachios
without the dang shells.

They hurt my fingers!

[grumbles]

I'm looking for something
a little deeper than pistachios.

Isn't there anything you'd wish to have,

no matter how impossible?

Hmm, if we're taking
the realm of possibility off the table,

then maybe, just maybe,

it'd be nice to see your late Grandpa,
Ernest Green, once more.

Even just to say "hi."

[chuckles] How's that
for an impossible wish?

It's perfect!

- You want to hold a seance?
- Exactly.

Although I do not own a spirit board,

I believe we can commune with the dead

using this baby alphabet mat.

All we gotta do is place our hands
upon this magnifying glass

and ask a question.

Then, a ghost will spell out the answer.

Tilly, do you really think--

Oh, specters and all forms of spookiness,

will you help us locate
our beloved grandpa Ernest Green?

[gasps]

It's moving. It's moving.

F...

A...

R...

T.

Fart?

[laughs] How profound.

Gramma, I'd appreciate it
if you took this seriously.

Look, sweetie,
I get what you're trying to do,

but Ernest is gone and that's okay.

There ain't no way seeing him is possible.

[both gasp]

[both] W... R...

O... N...

G.

Wrong?

Were you moving it?

Nuh-uh.

Spirits of the deceased,

are you saying it is possible
to see Grandpa Green?

But how?

[rumbling]

Tilly, what the heck was that?

Whatever it was,
it was beyond our abilities.

I think we need to consult...

a professional.

Adventure, adventure...

[groans]

How does one start an adventure?

I have no idea.

[gasps] Maybe, if I just sit here,

adventure will find me!

[laughs]

Golly, this is exciting!

If there's one place in Big City

that has the technology
to propel a chicken into space for real,

it's BigTech.

They've got all kinds of
crazy stuff in there.

And it looks like we can sneak right in.

[both scream]

Security threat detected.

Why didn't it use the door?

Doors are inefficient.

Okay, Remy. We've been on almost


I don't know how, but surely,
we can defeat this.

What?

No, we can't!

[crying]

[gasps] His weakness is boy tears.

Say hello
to my sad little friend.

Remy, imagine your parents threw away
all your Galaxu cards.

Why would they do that?

- [sobbing]
- [groans]

Now think of a world
without Kranch dressing.

- No Kranch dressing!
- [Cricket] Or sweater vests!

Or the Kremlins franchise!

Whoa!

[screams]

I'm all out of tears!

What do we do, Cricket?

[groans] Okay, Remy,
we're gonna have to dig deep.

Imagine a world
where we never became friends.

Oh, my gosh.

Sad single tear...

[Securibot] Uh-oh!

[exclaiming]

Hey. We're alive.

[groaning]

You did it, buddy.

The power of our friendship saved us.

Now, who wants to launch
a chicken into space?

[giggles] Me.

There's my guy!

- [clucks]
- And there's my chicken.

All right, where ya takin' me?

Well, you can see for yourself,

'cause we're here!

The Fortune Tellers' District.

They have a whole part of town for this?

Oh, sure.

If anyone can help us
contact Grandpa Green,

they'll be right here.

Warm welcome.

It's like they want nothin' to do with us.

Because they can all see your future.

- And it ain't good.
- [both scream]

- Who in the...
- The name's Archemorus,

mystic and master of the dark arts.

I can help you find what you seek.

Why would you help us
when no one else will?

Me? Oh I'll do anything,
I have no scruples.

I'm scruple-less.

Anyway, follow me.

We'll get you chatting
with your granddaddy in no time.

[gasps] He knew we were trying
to connect with Grandpa Green.

Yes, that's right...

Alice Green.

- I'm Alice Green.
- Oh.

Still pretty close though.

Here we are! My lair.

And this is Mr. Hotdog.

He's a shy baby.

The veil between this life
and the next is a delicate fabric.

One can manipulate it,

but can also become entangled by it.

I can get you to speak with Ernest

and say your "hellos."

That's fantastic.

Eh, just a second Archie Tortoise.

Tilly, I don't know about this.

He seems sketchy.

Gramma, he's the only one
willing to help us.

What's the worst that could happen?

Also real quick before I forget.

To access the afterlife, you must...

die!

[both gasp]

[groans] I've been waiting for a while now

and still no adventure.

And I think my leg is asleep.

- [knocking at door]
- [gasps]

Could it be? Adventure...

- Oh!
- [thuds]

Yup, definitely asleep.

Hello?

A package?

I wasn't expecting anything.

Uh... Wrong address.

Hmph! Oh, great.

Now I have no adventure
and a mysterious box containing

corn-knows-what
misdelivered to me and...

Ooh! This is it.
This is my adventure.

Bill Green is gonna deliver this package!

Who cares?

Whoa! BigTech's got everything.

Yeah, and there's gotta be
a little chicken-sized rocket

somewhere around...

[both exclaiming in awe]

That'll work. Come on.

Whoops! I hope that wasn't
for anything important.

[alarm blaring]

[hissing]

[both exclaiming]

[screams]

Oh jeez, it's Gwendolyn Zapp.

The CEO of BigTech?

She's such a weirdo.

- We should--
- Whoo! I feel...

[retching]

Refreshed!

Nothing like a quick power nap
in a cryogenic vat of goo

to reinvigorate the senses.

[gasps]

You must be my astronauts.

Um... astronauts?

Wait, wait, wait.
Now I ordered full-sized astronauts.

You need to be bigger
if you're gonna survive

the black hole
I'm going to blast you into.

- Full-sized?
- Black hole?

Don't worry,
I've got the solution.

Stomp! Stomp!

[both screaming]

Wee! Behold.

The Biggifier.

I created it to grow cupcakes
into the size of regular cakes.

Beep bop boop. Grow now.

[both exclaiming]

Saved a ton of money
on employee birthday celebrations.

And it'll grow both of you
to the proper adult size.

Or it'll make you explode.

I haven't tried it
on living subjects before.

Uh, I'd rather not get
experimented on right now.

Can we take five--

No can do-sy.
Time to get huge-y.

Uh...

- Chicken distraction.
- [clucking]

Hey!

Jump!

[zapping]

Phew! That was close.

- Oh, that can't be good.
- [chicken clucks]

[clucking and grunting]

Oh, my gosh, come on!

[clucks loudly]

[clucking]

[footstep thuds]

Uh-oh.

I'm sorry,
did you say we have to die?

Uh... Briefly.

To converse with the dead,
you must be dead.

This potion will usher your consciousness
into the afterlife,

but only for a short time.

So you must find Ernest
and say your hellos quickly.

When your time is up,

I will call
and you must return.

What happens
if we don't get back in time?

Then you will be trapped
in the afterlife...

forever!

Which is bad, because it puts me

in something of a legal gray area.

So, who's ready to die?

I was up for a big adventure,
not our last.

- But, Gramma--
- We're getting out of here, Till.

Gramma, wait.

Ugh, we were so close.

Would Grandpa Ernest
take this risk to see you?

If Ernest had the chance
to see me again,

even for a moment,

he'd do whatever it took,
no matter the risk.

[chuckles] That man could
not get enough of me.

- Hmm?
- Ah, fine!

But if any harm should befall
me or my granddaughter,

I am gonna haunt you so hard!

[sarcastically] Ooh, scary.

[grunts]

Now, sit.

- [Gramma grunts]
- Whoa, now!

[Archemorus] Drink.

C'mon, Tilly,
let's go see yer Grandpa.

Prepare to enter the afterlife.

[both exclaiming]

Try to have fun with it!

♪ Bill Green on his big adventure ♪

♪ Delivering this package ♪

[giggling]

Oh, I wonder how the kids are faring
with their 100th adventure.

Whatever they're up to,

there's no way
it's anything this exciting.

[clucks loudly]

[all screaming]

Maria Media, cowering in fear here,

as a gigantic chicken
lays waste to Big City.

It appears that nothing can stand
in this creature's path.

Oh man! That big chicken's
gonna destroy the whole city!

We gotta do something.

[Gwendolyn Zapp] Don't worry.

The Gwendolyn mech is operational.

[both gasp]

Now, it's time to save...

Myself!

By using this giant mech
to burrow to the Earth's core

'til this whole thing blows over.

Hey, you guys got this. Bye!

She's the worst.

Dang it. This is not the big adventure
I planned on.

Instead of launching a chicken into space,

now we gotta stop one
from destroying Big City!

But how?
That chicken's way too big.

There's gotta be a way.

[automated voice]
Backup mechs, this way.

Remy, old friend, let's suit up.

[groans softly]

[gasps] Oh, my gosh.

The potion worked.

We're in... the afterlife!

Or maybe that back alley kook
is playin' a trick on us.

Uh... Gramma?
I don't think so.

[gasps]

If this is a trick,
it's a dang impressive one.

It appears each chunk of dirt
contains a soul.

A person's
fundamental essence, in spirit form.

Excuse me, Mr. Soul.

Would you happen to know
where Ernest Green is?

Ernest?

Yeah. He's like
all the way at the top.

How convenient.

Come on, Tilly,
let's get a move on.

- [clucking loudly]
- [people screaming]

[electricity buzzing]

[♪ heroic music playing]

Okay, Remy.
Let's play chicken!

[growling]

Whoa! Kinda cool.

[grunting and clucking]

Oh, great!

This kaiju battle's
really messin' up my day.

[powering up]

[screams]

Dang it, this bird is indestructible.
We need a new plan.

I'm on it.
I'll try to sneak attack from above.

You keep it distracted.

[Cricket] Hey, hey!
Look over here, chicky chicky.

- You like the bright lights?
- [clucks in confusion]

[Cricket] Isn't that nice?

That's it. A little more...

[chicken grunts]

[clucking]

[Remy screams]

[clucking and squawking]

Remy! Don't worry, buddy.

I'm coming to save--

- [automated voice] Battery depleted.
- Wait, what?

No! Stop! Get back here!

[humming]

Whoa!

I almost stepped in that gum.

But no crazy obstacle
is gonna stop ol' Bill Green.

Yes, sir, once I cross this street,

I'll be hand-delivering
this package

to its rightful own...
[exclaims]

[gasps] Oh, no!

I'll never make it!

[microwave dings]

Ooh! Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!

[beeping]

Oh. It's almost time.

They better be wrapping up.

I can't be stuck with
two lifeless bodies in my tent.

Again.

[Tilly] Gramma, hurry.

Remember,
we can only stay dead for a short while

before Archemorus calls us back.

I know, I know.

I'm just having a hard time
taking this in.

It's freaky.

[gasps] Gramma, look!

Huh?

[sighs]

Hmm.

[gasps]

It's him.

Go on, Gramma.
Say hello.

Uh... [clears throat]

Hello, Ern--

- [both scream]
- Hmm?

Mmm.

You must return
to the land of the living.

But we haven't talked
to Grandpa yet.

No. Ernest.

- [horns honking]
- Ugh!

Of all the days to neglect
the double knot!

Oh, who am I kiddin'?

I'm not cut out
for a big adventure.

I should just give up
and crawl back home.

Home. Where my family lives.

The family to whom I made a promise

to have the biggest adventure ever.

And I'm not gonna let them down.

Hey, are you gonna
cross the street or what?

If it's the last thing I do.

[yelling]

I did it.

I crossed the street.

Who cares?

[Cricket] Remy. Remy.
Can you hear me?

We have to do something.
That chicken is gonna hurt someone!

That's right.

Even you
can turn your food scraps into brown gold.

- [crashing]
- Whoa! Huh?

[grunting and clucking]

[clucks curiously]

Oh! This is not good.

[screaming]

Oh, no.
My mech is out of juice.

I... I can't do anything.

Remy, I need your help.

[Remy] But my mech
is too damaged.

I'm...

I'm useless.

Useless?

Remy, you've been there for me

since my very first Big City adventure.

I couldn't do anything
without you.

- The power of--
- [static buzzing]

- our friendship is--
- [static buzzing]

[Remy] You're breaking up.
Cricket.

Huh?

The power of our friendship.

Hang in there, Cricket,
'cause Remy's coming.

[exclaims, chuckles]

[metal creaking]

[straining]

[both] Friendship power activate!

Wait. We didn't talk to Grandpa yet.

The gateway cannot
stay open for long.

You must return!

So you can pay me!

No! Wait!

Ernest...

I ain't leaving
without seein' my man.

It is too late.

Nothing you can do
can sway me,

for I am the great
Archemo... [giggling]

Archemo... [laughing]

Stop tickling me!

I'll be right back, Tilly.

No! You'll be trapped here forever!

The gateway's getting smaller.

Hurry, Gramma!

I make good choices.
I make good choices.

I make good choices.

- I make good choices.
- [clucking]

[automated voice] Power overload.

System crash imminent.

All right, Cricket.

This is your last chance
to stop this beast.

What's happenin' to the afterlife?

The gateway has been open too long.

It's throwing the spiritual world

- into chaos.
- [thunderclap]

A little wind
ain't stopping me, Ernest.

- [chicken grunting]
- No! No! No!

[powering up]

- [chicken shrieks]
- Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

[chicken grunting and clucking]

Ernest!

Dang it, I'm so close!

[chicken clucks angrily]

[grunting]

Okay, chicken.
I've had about enough of you.

You've terrorized Big City
for the last time.

Come on, Cricket.

You can do it.

[grunts]

Ernest!

It's too late. We have to go!

No! Not yet.

Grandpa! Grandpa Green!

[Ernest grunts]

[♪ slow piano music playing]

Hi, Alice.

Hey, you.

You went through all this trouble

just to see me?

Yeah, well, you know me.

I could never get enough of you.

[Ernest] Hmm.

Ah.

Huh? Mmm.

[Cricket grunting]

- [clucks]
- [Cricket yells]

[screaming]

[exclaims]

[all cheering]

Heh. Not bad, kid.

That's my buddy.

- [all chanting] Cricket! Cricket!
- [Cricket] Oh, yeah!

Cricket! What up?

Wait a minute!

- [Cricket humming]
- Let me get this straight.

You expect me to believe
that you and Remy

piloted mechs and drop-kicked
a giant chicken into space?

Well, yeah, why not?

And, Tilly, you're telling me

you and Ma died today on purpose

in order to say hi
to my deceased father?

All right, you got us.

Gramma and I did not in fact
visit the afterlife today.

We just looked at
old photo albums together.

It was touching,

but more pleasant than adventurous.

So we made up our stories.

Expectations were high.

It's natural to want to
embellish the truth a bit.

And you still had fun, right?

Yeah. I liked
when the giant chicken talked.

But y'know,
maybe we're going about

this hundredth adventure stuff
all wrong.

Instead of trying so hard
to out-do our past selves,

maybe our one-hundredth adventure

could be about being grateful

for all the adventures
we've already had.

Yeah, I mean, not many people
make it past 26 adventures anymore.

Okay, but what do we do?

I have an idea.

- [Tilly laughing]
- [chicken clucking]

[grunts]

- [exclaims]
- [grunts]

[laughing]

- Woo-oo-oo!
- [party horn blows]

[laughing]

Hey!

Get back here.

Hyah!

Gramma, I'm sorry
I was unable to make

your wish to see Grandpa Green
actually come true,

But I did end up de-shelling
an entire bag of pistachios for you.

Aw, that's sweet, dear.

Hearing your story today
was just as good

as actually going on that adventure.

That's the beauty of stories,

or at least that's what Ernest
always said about them.

So you really did
make my wish come true.

Thank you, Tilly.

Hey, Dad.

I just realized you never finished
the story of your adventure.

What happened with the package?

Oh, nothing really.

I got to the address
and delivered it to its rightful owner.

Oh, that's it?

I was kind of hoping
for an exciting twist or somethin'.

[laughs] Well, life doesn't always end
with an exciting twist, son.

Excuse me, ma'am,

this package was misdelivered
to my house.

But looks like
it was supposed to come here.

Well, aren't you a doll!

My boyfriend was expecting this.

I'll get it to him now.

Happy to help.

What was he doing here?
It's not time.

Don't worry, sweetie,
he doesn't suspect a thing.

[sighs] Could you imagine
if Bill Green saw

what was in this package?

Close call, babe.

Now that I have this,

Chip's revenge can finally begin!

[laughing]

Hey, babe, can you hold this?

- I need my arms free.
- Sure.

[laughing maniacally]

[both laughing]

♪ I got sweat in my eyes ♪

♪ Lost a bet and got bit
by a hundred flies ♪

♪ I fell out a big ol' tree ♪

♪ Hit every branch
and scraped up both my knees ♪

♪ I got chased by dogs ♪

♪ Licked by a frog ♪

♪ Got a rash on my legs ♪

♪ Dropped a dozen eggs ♪

♪ I got splinters in seven of ten ♪

♪ And tomorrow, I'll do it all again ♪