01x50 - Cabin Fever

[bunniefuu]

Grrr!

We're approaching hour

of Sonic and Knuckles'
stay-awake challenge,

and it's still anybody's game.

Sticks, what do you make
of their strategies?

It appears Sonic is jogging
in circles to stay awake

while Knuckles stays focused
by watching late-night TV.

Both strong approaches.

Though I find the knowledge that
our freedoms are slowly eroding

enough to keep me awake
at night.

Give it up, Knuckles.
I can keep moving all night.

But the second you find
something boring on TV,

you'll be out like a light.

Don't be silly, Sonic.
TV is never boring.

Soar, tell us more about your
dense and complicated new book

about introspection
and self-betterment.

[groans]

My new book,
"Counter-Productive",

is about fixing
your old mistakes.

Times when
you made a mess of things.

When you were a bad apple.

Acted like a basket case.

Hey, Charlie! Can I borrow your
baskets? It's real important.

Ha-ha! Neat!
I'm all tall and stuff!

His eyes are open but
his brain is definitely asleep.

- Sonic wins!
- Uhh!

Am I counter-productive?

Nope, just someone who
can't stay awake for hours.

[groans]

If you don't go back
to the people you've wronged

and make up for your misdeeds,

then you're basically
a monster.

And that's science.

Aaargh!

Don't look at me!
I'm a monster! A monster!

I hope it's better than when
he thought he was a ballerina.

Don't look at me!
I'm a ballerina! A ballerina!

Ohh.

I'm looking for Charlie.

You mean that guy
who kept dropping my apples?

Fired him years ago.

Last I heard he was working
at a dig site outside the village.

Probably mucking that up too.

Thanks! To show my appreciation,
I will buy one apple.

Now those baskets are empty,
you mind if I borrow some?

Careful... careful...

- Charlie!
- Ohh!

Remember me?

The guy who turned apple baskets
into stilts at your old job?

Oh, man, that was fun.

But it turns out it wasn't fun.
It was counter-productive.

So I'm here
to make it up to you.

Oh, wow.
I totally forgot about that.

Don't worry about it.
My life is great now.

I've got a wife, a nice house,

this job
digging up ancient artefacts.

Doesn't matter.
I've got to make this right.

You really don't have to...

Can it!
I'm trying to be nice to you.

We'll start with your lunch.

- But I brought my lunch.
- Not good enough!

I'm gonna get you
something special.

Ohh!

Grrr!

- Soup's on!
- Grrr!

I got braised short rib
on focaccia toast

with a dollop of garlic-chive
aioli and just a hint of lime.

Actually, that sounds good.

I thought so too.
That's why I ate it on the way.

But don't worry,
look what I found.

Can you believe some dope
just tossed this in a lake?

I really should
get back to work.

Let me get those for you

because I'm helpful
and not counter-productive.

- No, really, it's...
- Charlie, come on! It's me!

Agh! Ow! Ohh!

The working conditions here
are dangerous.

I'm gonna go talk
to your union rep.

Honey, you would not believe
the day I had.

Hi, Charlie.

Sweetheart,
what is he doing here?

I invited your friend
for dinner.

But, honey,
we have that "thing" tonight.

I don't recall any "thing".

If you're trying to imply that
you don't want someone here,

perhaps you should just say it.

Who you guys talking about?

Agh!

I wanted to be helpful so
I picked up all those tiny flags

that you left
scattered around in the dirt.

Those flags were marking the
locations of valuable artefacts.

I'm going to have to redo
all that work now.

Oh, man!

You should put flags by those
flags so no one picks them up.

But don't worry, I'll fix it.

Oh, no.
It's my boss, Mr Slate.

Brrr!
What's the meaning of all this?

- But...
- I'll handle this.

You can't talk to Charlie
like that.

You're not the boss
of him.

Not any more, I'm not.

You're fired!

How am I going to break
this news to my wife?

Don't worry about that.
I already called her.

You did what?

When are you going to
stand up for yourself?

What's her problem?

Aaargh!

You did this!
You ruined my life!

No worries, Charlie.
I'll make it up to you.

As soon as I finish making up
for that other thing I did,

whatever that was.

You're a menace!

I'm not letting people like you
cause problems for me any more!

[laughs crazily]

He'll see. They'll all see.

[laughs crazily]

I can't help but feel partially
responsible, in an indirect way.

I'm sure he didn't really mean
all the things he said.

[banging]

Knuckles the Echidna,
your torment begins now.

Maybe he meant them a little.

Whoa! I've never seen
a w*apon like this before.

It's from
the time of the Ancients.

You stole that stuff from work?

Paper clips are one thing,
but ancient weaponry?

Not cool, Charlie.

Now you will feel
my true wrath.

Did you try turning it off
and back on? That can fix it.

You're not helping.

The batteries need recharging?

Hang on, I almost got it.

[laughs crazily]

I'm sure this'll all blow over
before you know it.

A double Meh Burger, please.

Hey, my lunch money!

It's my lunch money now.

I'll take
that Double Meh Burger.

Sir, please step aside.

This line
is for paying customers only.

Ahh... Agh!

[groans]

Ugh! Ohh!

Aargh!

Ugh!

Urgh.

Knuckles,
this has gone on long enough.

You've got to stand up to him.

No. This is my own fault.
I got him fired, remember?

And, like Soar the Eagle says
in that book I didn't read,

I can't rest
until I've made it up to him.

Can you at least stop letting
him take your lunch money?

Fine, Amy.

I'll try to avoid letting him
take my lunch money. For you.

Let's see that lunch money.

Charlie, as things aren't
going well between you and I,

I've enlisted a police officer
to act as a go-between.

His experience in dealing
with tense situations

will prove valuable
to both of us.

[gulps and whimpers]

[groans]

Charlie's not letting up,

but I can't go back
to being counter-productive.

So I'll take the high road

and stay out of his way
until he cools off.

[groans]

I figured it out. All Charlie
really wants is a friend.

Yeah, he's practically
crying out to me for help.

Hello, pal.
I baked you this pie.

We can see a movie together
and/or enjoy a malted beverage.

Feel the wrath
of my super-villain powers!

Ohh! Oww!

Great news, Knuckles.
Charlie just let you off the hook.

Really? From my perspective
it didn't go so well.

No, Charlie just called himself
a super-villain.

Page
of "Counter-Productive".

"If the person
you're trying to make up to

turns into a super-villain,

forget all that stuff I said
about fixing your past mistakes.

In that case,
knock yourself out."

I know what I have to do now.

What's going on?

Knuckles
is going to fight Charlie.

I've got to see this.

We're doing a parody
of a schoolyard fight.

Charlie, I'm gonna do what
you should have done ages ago.

Stand up for myself.

- Bring it on, Knuckle-head.
- Hey! Name-calling? Not cool.

Let's go, Charlie!

Really? Nothing? Am I the only
one on the side of evil here?

[villagers cheer]

- [all] Ohh!
- Hooray!

All right, Charlie! Crush him!

- [groans]
- Let's finish this, Knuckles.

What the...

- [evil laugh]
- Yeah!

Ugh! Ohh!

[villagers cheer]

- Truce?
- Grrr!

Truce.

Come on! It was
just starting to get good.

Great job, Knuckles.

You stood up for yourself
and stopped a super-villain.

Thanks, guys. Who's up
for some burgers? My treat.

Give me all your lunch money.

Ha-ha! Just kidding.

[all laugh]

Great job, Charlie.

You stood up for yourself
and got a new job...

as a super-villain.

But what about the truce?

[laughs]

[both laugh]