04x22 - Town and Clown Relations

[bunniefuu]

Hey, Ava.

I got you a present.

Ah.

The old hole in the bottom of the box trick.

Is that your finger on a cotton ball, covered in ketchup?

Uh...

No.

It's your finger on a cotton ball, covered in mustard?

I couldn't find the ketchup.

Ha-ha, pranked!

That's why they call me the Prank Master General.

Yeah?

Well, they call me the Queen of Pranks.

And generals take orders from the Queen.

Not in a constitutional monarchy.

Stay out of this!

What do you say we establish dominance with a good old-fashioned prank w*r?

Come on, guys.

It's molting season in the bird community.

I don't have the emotional bandwidth to watch this all play out.

Don't worry, there's not gonna be a prank w*r.

Finn, I'm a counselor, so I'm going to make the responsible choice here.

Truce?

I've got to think about it.

'Cause you don't know what truce means?

Yes.

♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka ♪

♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka ♪

♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka ♪

Good morning, campers.

How's everyone doing on Thirsty Thursday?

I'm calling it that because we ran out of juice.

Anyhoo, this Saturday is our Annual Charity Carnival, and this year, we're raising money to build a playground for the children of Moose Rump!

Ooh, Lou, can I run the dunk t*nk again?

Uh, I don't think so.

The dunk t*nk is our biggest money maker, and last year it didn't make any, because no one wants to dunk your grandma.

If they knew her, they would.

Please, can I have one more chance?

I need to redeem myself.

I'll pick a good dunkee this time, I promise.

Fine.

Just make sure they have their own teeth.

I don't want to go bobbing for dentures again.

All right.

And who wants to build booths?

Sure, Finn.

But you may not, I repeat, may not use the nail g*n.

Ooh, we have a nail g*n?

We're all in danger, and I'm to blame.

I'll run a fortune telling booth.

Ava?

Volunteering?

I didn't even know your hand could go up.

And because I have to ask, does anyone want to put on the clown show?

Ooh!

Destiny and I will!

Gwen!

What are you doing?

Come on, it'll be fun!

I think.

What's a clown?

Hey, Lou!

I brought you a list of potential dunkees for the carnival.

Brie Larson, Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, any Hemsworth.

Although I do have my preference.

I'm gonna cut you off there.

Deputy Mayor Hockhauser has to get to City Hall.

I'm gonna to ask permission to build that playground for the children of Moose Rump.

Because nobody loves kids more than me.

Not now, Stan, I'm busy!

So Lou, you're heading to City Hall?

You know, I had a great time helping you get elected.

I was actually hoping you might offer me a job in your administration.

Noah, you can't just get a job in the government because you know someone.

This is politics.

It's merit-based.

But, organizing a carnival and being Deputy Mayor seems like a lot of work.

Fine, you can be my unofficial assistant.

This is it, Noah!

You're finally making it to the big time!

So, what should I do first?

Watch a strong, independent woman who can do it all, do it all.

Okay.

I can't believe you signed us up for this clown performance.

But clowning looks so cool!

Gwen, there's something I have to tell you.

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

Can you keep a secret?

Oh, I keep lots of secrets.

In the woods, only the trees have seen the things I've seen.

And one beaver.

DESTINY: Here.

Aw, who's that little bozo?

That little bozo is me.

Wait, what?

(SIGHS)

Gwen, I come from a long line of clowns.

My dad was a clown.

His mom was a clown.

His mom's mom was a clown.

And everywhere we went, we had to stuff ourselves into that tiny car.

(LAUGHING)

Please continue.

I was supposed to be a clown, too.

But the first time I stepped onto a stage, no one laughed at me.

The ride home that night was silent.

And very cramped, obviously, because of the tiny car.

(LAUGHING)

I'm sorry, I'm really trying.

After that, I performed in pageants instead.

I went from giggles to glamour and never looked back.

And my dad says he's proud, but I've always felt like he was disappointed that I couldn't fill his shoes.

His big, silly red shoes.

Destiny, you and I will learn how to be clowns together.

I promise.

With the trees and that one beaver as my witness, people will laugh at you!

Thanks, Gwen.

There's the guy I've been looking for.

Finn, can you help me practice my fortune-telling for the carnival?

My psychic powers are a little rusty.

Wait, you really have psychic powers?

I do.

Hold on, I'm getting a signal.

I'm seeing a girl named...

Siobhan?

My sister's named Siobhan!

Yes!

Now I'm hearing music.

Is that a clarinet?

She just started playing the clarinet!

Whoa, how did you do that?

If you're really curious...

Did you know psychic powers can be taught?

- No.

- No.

(GASPS)

Ava, I would love for you to teach me how to read minds!

Especially my own.

I never know what's going on up here.

How did you do that?

With my psychic powers!

Really?

Fine.

By following his sister on social media.

I also sense that she needs to cool it with the filters.

So you're pranking him?

Look, I thought you guys called a truce?

Oh, the Queen of Pranks doesn't do truces.

And if Finn's too gullible to realize that, then he doesn't deserve the title of Prank Master General.

Don't look at me like that.

I'm pretty much doing charity work here!

Mayoral tip number .

Know everything about your city council chairman.

Got it.

So, what's their name?

No idea.

I was busy writing a list of mayoral tips.

What up, crab cakes?

Boomer Gower?

Don't tell me you're the chairman.

Well, I am a man in a chair.

But yes, I'm also the chairman.

(WITH BOSTON ACCENT) So who's ready to pah-tee?

Again, is that "potty," or "party"?

Really?

You still can't hear it?

Boomer?

How did you get this job?

Our esteemed former mayor appointed me.

You mean the goat?

No, the parakeet.

Kidding.

The parakeet's running for sheriff.

Great.

How am I supposed to get anything accomplished with you fighting against me?

Look, I know that during the election, I was wicked wicked.

But I'm mad contrite about how I acted.

Let me prove it to you.

What do you need?

Well, my campers are having a carnival to raise money to build a playground for the kids of Moose Rump.

All I would need is for you to let us use the empty lot on Main Street.

Deputy Mayor Hockhauser.

I love that idea so much I would take it out on my boat to see the sunset!

- You would?

- Yeah!

Little snag, though.

Permission to use that land is not up to just me, it's up to the council.

But I can set up a time for you to talk to them, no problem.

Great!

Thank you, Boomer.

You know, I never got your name.

Oh.

I'm her assistant, Noah.

No-er?

No-ah.

Know what?

I'm gonna call you "Chief." Ava!

The psychic powers hat you gave me is really working.

Here, I'll show you!

(BOTH LAUGHING)

See?

I had this strange feeling they were going to laugh at me, and then they did!

Your powers are advancing swiftly, my pupil.

Now, the question is, can you predict what you have to do next?

Is it...

A tinfoil suit?

I don't think it could be anything else.

Oh, good.

You've mapped out my nightmares.

I've been doing a ton of research, and the first thing we need to do is pick out our clown names.

Mine's going to be...

Winksy!

And I'll be...

Other Winksy!

Or!

No, that's all I got.

You know what?

Maybe we should start with pratfalls.

Here, I'll demonstrate.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(MALLET SQUEAKS)

Now you try.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(MALLET SQUEAKS)

I'm glad the trees weren't here to witness that.

Maybe we should focus on our costumes.

Ooh, I've got a good one!

Hope you're ready to laugh your butt off!

What exactly am I laughing at?

My butt is still firmly attached.

See, my socks don't match!

Hilarious!

Actually, I'm kind of pulling it off.

Why are you so beautiful and perfect?

I don't know!

It's my curse!

LOU: Ring toss, check.

Balloons, check.

Finn in a tinfoil suit, check.

Wait, what?

Yikes!

Congratulations, Stan, you're working the funnel cake booth.

Hey, Lou, I think I've finally found a celebrity dunkee for the dunk t*nk.

It's the Deputy Mayor of Moose Rump.

Ugh!

Matteo, you know I don't follow politics.

Oh, wait, that's me!

But I don't know, I'm stretched pretty thin as it is.

Please?

This is my chance to redeem myself.

And it's for the children.

All right, all right.

I'll do it.

Just put away the anime eyes.

They're freaking me out.

Did I hear you say you were stretched pretty thin?

Do you finally have a task for your assistant?

Did you finish your last task yet?

Basking in your glory?

No.

Lou!

There you are.

Allow me to introduce my family.

Ma Gower, Pa Gower, Abnah, and Skylah, otherwise known as the Moose Rump City Council.

The entire council is your family?

That's right, Chief!

Ex-Mayor Higgins approved it and everything.

It was his last act at the mayor's desk.

Besides eating part of the mayor's desk.

Nice to meet you, Gowers.

What the heck are you doing here?

Ma, the weird cat lady forgot about our meetin'.

We were waitin' for you at City Hall, but you never showed.

Oh, right, our talk about the empty lot.

Sorry, things have just been a little hectic around here.

The fam just had a few questions about this playground.

Like, will it be safe?

I wouldn't want little Skyler to hurt herself.

Yeah, I'm wicked unpredictable.

Absolutely safe, Ma Gower.

And I should know.

I keep these kids safe every day.

Lou, which end sh**t the nails?

Finn!

I said no nail g*n, you big baked potato!

Ma, the weird cat lady hates kids!

I can see that.

Look, you seem a little distracted, okay?

And you also have a wicked case of catface.

Let me work on these guys a bit, okay?

We'll call a city council meetin', and then put this thing to a quick vote.

Say, tomorrow?

- That would be great.

- But, Lou...

Clamtastic!

See you tomorrow!

Noah...

Tomorrow is the carnival, isn't it?

Uh, yeah.

Hey, Ava, I'm ready for my next lesson.

I gotta make sure my mental powers are strong for my big performance at the carnival tomorrow.

Your what now?

I'm going to do an amazing psychic trick in front of everyone!

Oh, boy.

This has gone far enough.

Finn, I have a confession to make.

This was all just a prank to prove that I'm the Queen of Pranks.

So, ha-ha, gotcha, neener-neener, etcetera, etcetera.

We good now?

But I do have powers.

You're just saying all this stuff because I've become more powerful than you could ever be.

The poop-ul has become the master.

I'm seriously trying to help you, the word is "pupil," please don't do this.

But I already know I do do this.

I have foreseen it!

Foresaw that, too!

Destiny, great news!

I figured out why you're a failure as a clown and a disappointment to your father!

Remember when this all started, and I said, "Can you keep a secret?" I don't think you're scared no one will laugh.

I think you're more scared that they will.

And that's why everything you do is so perfect.

Have you ever tried to relax, be silly, and just have fun clowning?

Uh, yeah!

Did you see the socks?

They were different colors!

Okay, fine.

Maybe I am afraid that they'll laugh.

But...

(SIGHS)

What if they laugh for the wrong reasons?

Who cares?

If you're having fun, other people will have fun with you.

- You think?

- I know.

Okay.

Then I guess I need to choose the perfect outfit for this show.

No!

I need to choose the not perfect outfit!

There's my girl.

Lou, I took the liberty of putting together a quick presentation on why the playground is going to be great for Moose Rump.

It will have those Gowers eating chowder out of the palm of my hand.

- Ew.

- Yeah.

I'm sorry I said that.

No time for a presentation.

Boomer said this would be a quick vote, so that I could rush back to the carnival.

I have to emcee the show, then be at Matteo's dunk t*nk in an hour.

All right, let's get this wicked "pah-tee stahted"!

Don't pand-ah, it's not a good look.

Esteemed council members.

All those in favor of the playground...

Whoa, not so fast!

We need to have some more discussion first.

More discussion?

But you said this would be a quick vote.

Hey, Ma, weren't you just telling me that the empty lot where the playground would go is where Mittens likes to hunt for lizards?

Mittens does enjoy that lot a lot.

Is Mittens your cat?

Nah, my uncle.

Cold hands.

Bit of a weirdo.

Boomer, I really can't stay too...

Ah, and if we build something on this empty lot, then we'll have to find a place to put a new empty lot.

Let's all talk about that for a second.

No!

Let's not!

Boomer?

Quick sidebar.

Can you help me out?

I have to get back to the carnival!

What's the matter, Lou?

Having trouble handling both jobs at once?

What exactly are you up to?

Isn't it obvious?

Sabotaging you so you resign as Deputy Mayor.

And when you do, I know a lovable redhead who can take your place.

That's confusing.

This room's full of 'em.

It's me.

I knew it!

I recognize a classic villain when I see one.

And by the way, you're playing it a little arch.

I should know.

I.

Play.

Everything.

Arch!

Come on, Lou, just quit.

Then you can go to your carnival.

I'll even throw in the playground as your parting gift.

So Moose Rump can go back to having a deputy mayor who doesn't care?

I should have Sheriff Parakeet put you in handcuffs!

Aw, that would be so cute!

Fine.

Then settle in for hours and hours of Gowers.

I can keep these guys debatin' for days.

We've been trying to pick a show to binge since .

I still haven't seen The Great English Bakeoff.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey!

Since our emcee Lou isn't here yet, here are some clowns!

(ALL APPLAUDING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Now remember, just have fun!

Hi, everyone!

I'm Winksy the Clown!

(KIDS LAUGH)

Whops!

And this is my clown friend...

Clown Destiny.

Uh-oh, guys, this Mound of Brown isn't sitting well!

(HORN SQUEAKS)

(KIDS LAUGH)

How's that Mound of Brown sitting for you, Clown Destiny?

Oh, thank you for asking.

I didn't have any.

I didn't want to do this, but you've left me with no choice.

What are you doing?

Being a good friend.

(GASPING AND SCREAMING)

(KIDS LAUGHING)

(EXCLAIMS) That's cold!

(KIDS LAUGHING)

They're laughing at me.

They're laughing at me!

Gimme that pie.

(KIDS LAUGHING)

(CHEERING AND APPLAUDING)

And that's how Sam-I-Am overcame his friend's objections to push his pro-green eggs and ham agenda.

Boomer.

Was it really necessary for me to listen to Skyler's entire book report?

Although, good job, Skyler.

Great comprehension.

We needed to get in the minds of the target audience for your playground.

I fear they would not like it here or there.

I fear they would not like it anywhere.

- Not in a box.

Not with...

- I don't have time for this!

I have to be at the carnival making sure my camp raises enough money for the playground I can't get approved.

Look, I'm doing you a favor by showing you you can't do both jobs.

If you stay mayor, you're flushing your responsibilities as Camp Director right down the potty.

I know which potty that was!

We'll celebrate later.

You're right, Boomer.

I can't do both jobs.

That's what I'm saying!

Alone.

Members of the Council, I know I'm the right person to be Director of Camp Kikiwaka, and I'm also the right person to be Deputy Mayor.

But if I'm going to do a good job at both, then I have to do what all good leaders do.

Delegate responsibility to the people they trust.

I have to go now, but I know you'll make the right decision once you hear out my new Vice Deputy Mayor!

Who is it?

I'll fight him!

It's you, Noah.

Bring this thing home.

Me?

Uh...

Okay.

Um...

Let me just set up this amazing presentation I've prepared for you.

Well, that Lou was certainly impressive.

She was smart and commanding, like my Ben Franklin lawn ornament.

Does anyone see an outlet?

Boomer, I wanna vote for the playground!

Seriously?

But what about my evil plot?

Ah, Boomer, you've had your fun.

But we all know Mittens shouldn't be in that empty lot anymore.

He's scarin' people.

Okay, this projector isn't working, so I'll just use my cards.

"The dictionary defines playground as..." All in favor of a new playground, raise your hand.

The empty lot is yours!

Wait, did I do it?

Before I even started?

Man, I am good.

Okay, everyone, that's our show.

No, it's not.

Greetings, mere mortals!

Okay, so this is happening.

Prepare to experience the extent of my mental powers!

I will make this box move with my mind!

Arise!

Whoopsie.

I know what's wrong.

Now.

Arise!

What the what?

There are no strings.

How are you doing that?

The power of the hat focuses my mental abilities!

Hey!

I need that!

The hat doesn't have any powers!

I made it all up!

Here, I'll show you.

Hey box, move.

Oh, my gosh!

It does work!

I do have the power!

I will crush all of my enemies!

Um...

Hey, Finn, could you help?

I can't control it!

It's okay!

This happened to me, too!

Just repeat after me.

My name is Ava.

My name is Ava.

And I yield to the power of...

And I yield to the power of...

The Prank Master General!

The Prank Master...

No!

(ALL LAUGHING)

You were pranking me?

That's right!

With some help from a couple of clowns.

(HORN SQUEAKS)

All right, all right.

Finn dethroned the Queen.

Show's over, move along.

Matteo, herd everyone over to your dunk t*nk.

But I don't have my dunkee!

Yes, you do.

You made it!

Sorry I'm late.

What did I miss?

Aw.

It was something good, wasn't it?

Step right up, everyone.

Make her beg for mercy!

Easy.

Sorry, I was picturing my grandma.

Boomer?

What are you doing here?

Finally supportin' your playground.

I bought throws.

We got the playground?

All right, Noah!

I knew I could do it.

(DINGS) Set her up again.

I'm going, I'm going!