Adventures of the Gummi Bears (1985) s01e07 Episode Script
The Oracle / When You Wish Upon a Stone
1
Dashing and daring,
courageous and caring ♪
Faithful and friendly
with stories to share ♪
All through the forest
they sing out in chorus ♪
Marching along as their
song fills the air ♪
Gummi Bears ♪
Bouncing here and
there and everywhere ♪
High adventure
that's beyond compare ♪
They are the Gummi Bears ♪
Magic and mystery a
part of their history ♪
Along with the secret
of Gummiberry juice ♪
Their legend is growing
they take pride in knowing ♪
They fight for what's
right in whatever they do ♪
Gummi Bears ♪
Bouncing here and
there and everywhere ♪
High adventure
that's beyond compare ♪
They are the Gummi Bears ♪
They are the Gummi Bears! ♪
Nope, Grammi'd kill me.
He's at it again.
Hurry before he gets away.
Come on, Tummi, nobody
snores that loudly.
That's what you think.
What?
Oh, my gosh, I musta dozed off.
What were you
dreamin' about, monkeys?
Tummi, you were
sneaking a midnight snack.
No, Grammi, honest.
Uh, now listen, Tummi, this
is gettin' to be a bit much.
I mean, we've been
tryin' to tell ya
that it's not good for ya.
That's why we set the alarm.
But I was hungry.
You're getting fat.
Hey, I just got big bones.
Yeah, and they're
gettin' bigger.
Look, all your
clothes are splittin'.
You are going on a diet.
I don't need to go on a diet.
You were saying?
Food, food.
Thank you.
Now, let's get started.
Stop, those are for
after the meeting.
Put them back!
Now, we'll begin.
Wait, I lost my lucky
rat's foot again.
Quick, everybody on their
head to break the curse.
Ah, I found it.
Can't have a strategy
meeting without this.
Okay, back to the table.
Now, you thimble-headed
gherkins,
I have only one little
question for you.
Why isn't Castle Dunwyn
mine, mine, mine?
My plans have been brilliant.
My leadership inspired.
I want an answer, you.
Answer?
Ask the oracle.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Good idea.
- Yeah, the oracle.
- Yeah.
Oracle?
What kind of
superstitious nonsense is this?
We ogres have used it
for hundreds of years,
your supreme Dukefulness.
Give it a gift,
it answers your question.
Never fails.
If it's so great,
why haven't you been using it?
We couldn't think
of a good question.
Well, I have lots of questions.
We'll leave for the
oracle tomorrow at dawn.
Tomorrow at dawn.
"The cookies were great.
Sorry you're on a diet.
Love, Sunni and Cubbi."
Aw, nuts!
Oh, I wish I hadn't said that.
We found all your
food stashes, Tummi.
Yeah, I noticed.
Aw, I can understand
your feelings, Tummi.
Why even the great Gummies
had an overwhelming
appreciation of food.
They did?
Sure, well just look
at the old tunnel maps,
kitchens and pantries
all over the place.
Wow.
Yes, but the ancient ones
knew that it was very important
to control their appetites.
Where you goin'?
Oh, to do a little
historical research.
Those old guys ate so much,
they didn't leave me anything.
So now what do we do?
Eh, maybe we
should present gifts?
Get on with it.
Well?
Oh, Great Oracle,
knower of everything on earth.
Allow me to present
my most esteemed master.
He's the kindest of leader,
friend of all ogres,
and ruler of Drekmore.
Here's
Duke Igthorn.
Well, never thought
Hail, oracle.
Will you accept these gifts
and tell me what
I most want to know?
This is your oracle speaking.
You may address
me by my nickname, Sir.
So, what do you want?
Oh, Great Oracle Sir,
no offense, your bigness,
but if are truly all-seeing,
then you already know
my greatest desire.
Sure, you wanna
capture Castle Dunwyn.
Oooh.
Amazing.
And how do I intend
to do that, Sir?
Easy, you wanna be as
strong as a hundred men
by drinking the magic
juice of the Gummi Bears.
It's true.
Nobody knows about those blasted
bears, let alone the juice.
Oh, Great One,
take my meager food offering
and tell me the
secret of this potion.
Sorry, but this is leap year.
You have to be leaping
when you ask a favor.
What?
Yes, Your Sirness.
Oh, and the stars
say it's bad luck
to go out today with
your head uncovered.
This is humiliating.
But it's worth it.
Now will you tell me, Sir?
All right,
first the main ingredient.
I want all the Gummi berries
you and your pals can pick
by noon today.
Whatever you say, oracular one.
Oh, and there's
one more little thing.
Yes?
I don't appreciate
your walking around
my nice clean woods in
those dirty old boots.
Take 'em off and leave 'em here.
But, my feet.
Boots, Duke, boots.
Oh, right.
And no green berries.
Follow me, men.
Ow, ow, ooh, ah, ow.
Follow. Follow.
I think I'm gonna
like this diet.
And then they were
picking berries like crazy.
Why would they want them?
Who knows why
ogres want anything?
But at least they were
gone when I checked
a few minutes ago.
- Gone?
- Yeah.
And good riddance.
Tummi, don't you
want your dessert?
No thanks, a diet's a diet.
You're skipping dessert?
Tummi, where are
you rushing off to?
Uh, I thought
I'd take a little run.
A run?
Yeah, and don't
hold dinner for me.
He's awake.
This is your oracle speaking.
I see you brought
my Gummi berries.
Yes, we brought them, Sir.
Now will you tell me the secret?
You betcha.
The next ingredient is
Next ingredient?
Sure, and this
one's real important.
Ah, all right,
what's next, Sir?
We need a feather
from a baby snarkling.
But they only live in the
highest peaks of Mount Ugly.
Yeah, that's the place.
And I need it by this afternoon.
We're on our way, Great One.
Wait a minute.
Did he say a crested snarkling
or a plumed snarkling?
I don't know, Your Dukeship.
Well,
we'd better go
back and make sure.
Back to the oracle, men.
What is going on here?
Oh, hi, Iggy, got the feather?
Iggy.
Bring me that bear.
So, it was nothing
but a Gummi trick.
Well, fat one, we'll just
see how high you bounce
when we drop you
off my battlements.
Let him go.
What do you take me for?
This is nothing but
another Gummi trick.
I am not buying it.
Let him go!
Make me, stone face.
Whoa.
Wait for me, you cowards.
Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ah.
So, fat one,
you would eat gifts left for me?
I'm really sorry,
Your Oracleness.
If you'll forgive
me just this once,
I promise I'll never eat again.
Did you say promise?
Yes, Your Oracleness, I promise.
Oh, that'll suit us just fine.
Zummi, what a great trick.
Well, what do you
say we all go home?
Yeah, I never
did get my dessert.
That's it, swing.
Parry, cross.
Watch out Cavin.
Face it, Small Fry,
you're too weak to be one
of the King's fighting men.
I'll be a knight, you'll see.
Easy, Unwin,
he's younger than you.
So what?
Look, the princess.
Oh, oh, oomph.
Ha, you're just a
puny pipsqueak page,
and that's all you'll ever be.
Oh yeah?
My inevitable victory was
inspired by you, Fair Princess.
Show me a sign that I am worthy.
Oops.
I'll never be a knight.
I'm too small, and too young,
and too weak.
Watch it, you clumsy oaf.
Clumsy, I'm not clumsy.
To arms, to arms!
We're under attack!
Take this.
Careful, Cubbi,
it could be an intruder.
It's Cavin.
Is something wrong, Cavin?
Oh, Sunni, uh, wrong?
N-Nothing's wrong.
Nothing my eye.
Come on, you can tell us.
Yeah, we're really
good listeners.
Oh, it's that bully, Unwin.
He made a fool of me
in front of the princess,
and said I was weak.
- Oh.
- How dare he.
- That jerk.
- Bully.
The worst part is, he's right.
Nonsense, that Unwin's
just a big bag o' wind.
Yeah, all you
gotta do is bash him,
and smash him.
Well, I think Cavin
should ignore the brute.
Well, if it was me, I'd flatten
him into a pie crust.
Pie crust, mm.
I say smash and bash.
Ignore him.
- Flatten him.
- Don't waste your time.
Let's eat something.
Gummies, Gummies, please.
Now listen,
this arguing isn't helpin'.
Doesn't anyone have
a reasonable solution?
How 'bout some Gummiberry juice?
That's a great idea.
No, no, no, Gummiberry juice
is not for selfish things
like boppin' bullies.
To become a real knight,
you must train and practice.
Yeah, I guess so.
You can do it, Cavin,
just practice.
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
now let's get back to work.
Maybe there's an answer
in the Great Book of Gummi.
Hey, what's this, Cubbi?
A wishing stone.
"In the distant Cavern of
Shadows lies a large eh-em"
Emerald.
"Lies a large emerald.
If you touch the magical stone,
you can make a single wish."
I could wish myself
as big as Unwin.
What a neat place.
Look, Cubbi, the entrance
to the Cavern of Shadows.
Maybe it leads to
the wishing stone.
Hello!
[{echos] Hello.
Beat it, scram, gotcha.
- Holy smoke.
- Whoa!
How will we ever find an emerald
in a big place like this?
Easy, just look up.
Hand me a rope, Cubbi.
I wonder how big
I should wish myself to be?
How 'bout as tall as
A giant.
No, that's too tall, Cubbi.
No no, a giant.
Let's get outta here.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-achoo.
So, you wanna steal a wish, eh?
You'll wish you'd
never come here.
Look, Cavin, a way out.
You won't escape.
Look out!
I'll show you what
I do to trespassers.
Come back here!
En garde, you big bully.
Ouch!
You'll come out sooner or later.
I can wait as long as you.
I've been here
a hundred years already.
In a hundred years
I'll be too old for knighthood.
Then you'll have
to bash him now.
But how?
With this.
I sneaked ya a bottle.
Gummiberry juice.
Right, being super
strong is the answer.
Now we'll see who's a pipsqueak.
Pop him one for me, Sir Cavin.
Ah, just in time
to season my stew.
Let us go,
or I'll have to use force.
Force, you?
Oh, I like your sense
of humor, puny one.
And don't call me puny.
Umph.
Yippy, atta boy, Cavin.
Now, are you gonna
let us go, or
Uh oh.
Now I'll squish you like
the little bug you are.
Cubbi, help!
You're not so tough.
Take your best shot.
Ow, why you
- Ow.
- Bullseye.
Whoa.
Thanks, Cubbi.
I don't have to be
strong to wear him out,
just quick like you.
Right, go to it.
Hey, you can't catch me.
Na na na na na.
Come on, you big bully.
Now I'm gonna get you!
Ow!
- Oh no!
- Gotcha, you pest.
Help, Cavin!
Yeah, help him, Cavin, you flea.
The only way to save you is
to wish myself as big as him.
So you wanna be bigger, eh?
Well, that's how
I got into this mess.
I was once a small fry like you,
and bullies picked on me,
and called me names.
So, just like you,
I came here to make a wish,
a wish to be bigger.
And look at me, my size
frightened everyone so much,
I had to live
alone in this cave.
So go ahead,
make your wish, pipsqueak.
It'll be your last.
Strength and speed
didn't work, Cubbi.
All that's left now is size.
No, Cavin, no, don't do it.
You'll be like him.
I wish, I wish that
the giant was my size.
Hey, I'm back to normal.
You did it, Cavin, you won.
Yeah, I figured out being
big wasn't the answer either.
No, being smart was.
Well, I'm sorry
I tried to smash you.
Force of habit.
Ah, that's okay.
Now let's get out of this place.
Oops, we're not goin' anywhere.
It'd take a giant to
get that boulder out.
Don't look at me.
Wait, we'll wish it out.
You already used up your wish.
But you haven't.
Hey, that's right.
I wish that dumb ol' boulder
would fly out of there.
The whole place is caving in.
Let's run for it!
Well, that's the last
wish for the wishing stone.
Ah, that's okay,
the only wish I'd have left
is that you two
would come sooner.
Well, thanks again, pipsqueak.
Boy, I'm never gonna
wish to be bigger again.
Me neither.
Well, maybe a little bigger.
Just say when
you've had enough, shrimp.
Come on, Cavin,
you can beat him.
Small fry.
Come out and fight like a man,
you puny
pipsqueak
page.
En garde.
Oh.
That was pretty clever, Cavin.
You'll be a worthy
knight some day, Sir Cavin.
Thank you, M'Lady.
Dashing and daring,
courageous and caring ♪
Faithful and friendly
with stories to share ♪
All through the forest
they sing out in chorus ♪
Marching along as their
song fills the air ♪
Gummi Bears ♪
Bouncing here and
there and everywhere ♪
High adventure
that's beyond compare ♪
They are the Gummi Bears ♪
Magic and mystery a
part of their history ♪
Along with the secret
of Gummiberry juice ♪
Their legend is growing
they take pride in knowing ♪
They fight for what's
right in whatever they do ♪
Gummi Bears ♪
Bouncing here and
there and everywhere ♪
High adventure
that's beyond compare ♪
They are the Gummi Bears ♪
They are the Gummi Bears! ♪
Nope, Grammi'd kill me.
He's at it again.
Hurry before he gets away.
Come on, Tummi, nobody
snores that loudly.
That's what you think.
What?
Oh, my gosh, I musta dozed off.
What were you
dreamin' about, monkeys?
Tummi, you were
sneaking a midnight snack.
No, Grammi, honest.
Uh, now listen, Tummi, this
is gettin' to be a bit much.
I mean, we've been
tryin' to tell ya
that it's not good for ya.
That's why we set the alarm.
But I was hungry.
You're getting fat.
Hey, I just got big bones.
Yeah, and they're
gettin' bigger.
Look, all your
clothes are splittin'.
You are going on a diet.
I don't need to go on a diet.
You were saying?
Food, food.
Thank you.
Now, let's get started.
Stop, those are for
after the meeting.
Put them back!
Now, we'll begin.
Wait, I lost my lucky
rat's foot again.
Quick, everybody on their
head to break the curse.
Ah, I found it.
Can't have a strategy
meeting without this.
Okay, back to the table.
Now, you thimble-headed
gherkins,
I have only one little
question for you.
Why isn't Castle Dunwyn
mine, mine, mine?
My plans have been brilliant.
My leadership inspired.
I want an answer, you.
Answer?
Ask the oracle.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Good idea.
- Yeah, the oracle.
- Yeah.
Oracle?
What kind of
superstitious nonsense is this?
We ogres have used it
for hundreds of years,
your supreme Dukefulness.
Give it a gift,
it answers your question.
Never fails.
If it's so great,
why haven't you been using it?
We couldn't think
of a good question.
Well, I have lots of questions.
We'll leave for the
oracle tomorrow at dawn.
Tomorrow at dawn.
"The cookies were great.
Sorry you're on a diet.
Love, Sunni and Cubbi."
Aw, nuts!
Oh, I wish I hadn't said that.
We found all your
food stashes, Tummi.
Yeah, I noticed.
Aw, I can understand
your feelings, Tummi.
Why even the great Gummies
had an overwhelming
appreciation of food.
They did?
Sure, well just look
at the old tunnel maps,
kitchens and pantries
all over the place.
Wow.
Yes, but the ancient ones
knew that it was very important
to control their appetites.
Where you goin'?
Oh, to do a little
historical research.
Those old guys ate so much,
they didn't leave me anything.
So now what do we do?
Eh, maybe we
should present gifts?
Get on with it.
Well?
Oh, Great Oracle,
knower of everything on earth.
Allow me to present
my most esteemed master.
He's the kindest of leader,
friend of all ogres,
and ruler of Drekmore.
Here's
Duke Igthorn.
Well, never thought
Hail, oracle.
Will you accept these gifts
and tell me what
I most want to know?
This is your oracle speaking.
You may address
me by my nickname, Sir.
So, what do you want?
Oh, Great Oracle Sir,
no offense, your bigness,
but if are truly all-seeing,
then you already know
my greatest desire.
Sure, you wanna
capture Castle Dunwyn.
Oooh.
Amazing.
And how do I intend
to do that, Sir?
Easy, you wanna be as
strong as a hundred men
by drinking the magic
juice of the Gummi Bears.
It's true.
Nobody knows about those blasted
bears, let alone the juice.
Oh, Great One,
take my meager food offering
and tell me the
secret of this potion.
Sorry, but this is leap year.
You have to be leaping
when you ask a favor.
What?
Yes, Your Sirness.
Oh, and the stars
say it's bad luck
to go out today with
your head uncovered.
This is humiliating.
But it's worth it.
Now will you tell me, Sir?
All right,
first the main ingredient.
I want all the Gummi berries
you and your pals can pick
by noon today.
Whatever you say, oracular one.
Oh, and there's
one more little thing.
Yes?
I don't appreciate
your walking around
my nice clean woods in
those dirty old boots.
Take 'em off and leave 'em here.
But, my feet.
Boots, Duke, boots.
Oh, right.
And no green berries.
Follow me, men.
Ow, ow, ooh, ah, ow.
Follow. Follow.
I think I'm gonna
like this diet.
And then they were
picking berries like crazy.
Why would they want them?
Who knows why
ogres want anything?
But at least they were
gone when I checked
a few minutes ago.
- Gone?
- Yeah.
And good riddance.
Tummi, don't you
want your dessert?
No thanks, a diet's a diet.
You're skipping dessert?
Tummi, where are
you rushing off to?
Uh, I thought
I'd take a little run.
A run?
Yeah, and don't
hold dinner for me.
He's awake.
This is your oracle speaking.
I see you brought
my Gummi berries.
Yes, we brought them, Sir.
Now will you tell me the secret?
You betcha.
The next ingredient is
Next ingredient?
Sure, and this
one's real important.
Ah, all right,
what's next, Sir?
We need a feather
from a baby snarkling.
But they only live in the
highest peaks of Mount Ugly.
Yeah, that's the place.
And I need it by this afternoon.
We're on our way, Great One.
Wait a minute.
Did he say a crested snarkling
or a plumed snarkling?
I don't know, Your Dukeship.
Well,
we'd better go
back and make sure.
Back to the oracle, men.
What is going on here?
Oh, hi, Iggy, got the feather?
Iggy.
Bring me that bear.
So, it was nothing
but a Gummi trick.
Well, fat one, we'll just
see how high you bounce
when we drop you
off my battlements.
Let him go.
What do you take me for?
This is nothing but
another Gummi trick.
I am not buying it.
Let him go!
Make me, stone face.
Whoa.
Wait for me, you cowards.
Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ah.
So, fat one,
you would eat gifts left for me?
I'm really sorry,
Your Oracleness.
If you'll forgive
me just this once,
I promise I'll never eat again.
Did you say promise?
Yes, Your Oracleness, I promise.
Oh, that'll suit us just fine.
Zummi, what a great trick.
Well, what do you
say we all go home?
Yeah, I never
did get my dessert.
That's it, swing.
Parry, cross.
Watch out Cavin.
Face it, Small Fry,
you're too weak to be one
of the King's fighting men.
I'll be a knight, you'll see.
Easy, Unwin,
he's younger than you.
So what?
Look, the princess.
Oh, oh, oomph.
Ha, you're just a
puny pipsqueak page,
and that's all you'll ever be.
Oh yeah?
My inevitable victory was
inspired by you, Fair Princess.
Show me a sign that I am worthy.
Oops.
I'll never be a knight.
I'm too small, and too young,
and too weak.
Watch it, you clumsy oaf.
Clumsy, I'm not clumsy.
To arms, to arms!
We're under attack!
Take this.
Careful, Cubbi,
it could be an intruder.
It's Cavin.
Is something wrong, Cavin?
Oh, Sunni, uh, wrong?
N-Nothing's wrong.
Nothing my eye.
Come on, you can tell us.
Yeah, we're really
good listeners.
Oh, it's that bully, Unwin.
He made a fool of me
in front of the princess,
and said I was weak.
- Oh.
- How dare he.
- That jerk.
- Bully.
The worst part is, he's right.
Nonsense, that Unwin's
just a big bag o' wind.
Yeah, all you
gotta do is bash him,
and smash him.
Well, I think Cavin
should ignore the brute.
Well, if it was me, I'd flatten
him into a pie crust.
Pie crust, mm.
I say smash and bash.
Ignore him.
- Flatten him.
- Don't waste your time.
Let's eat something.
Gummies, Gummies, please.
Now listen,
this arguing isn't helpin'.
Doesn't anyone have
a reasonable solution?
How 'bout some Gummiberry juice?
That's a great idea.
No, no, no, Gummiberry juice
is not for selfish things
like boppin' bullies.
To become a real knight,
you must train and practice.
Yeah, I guess so.
You can do it, Cavin,
just practice.
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
now let's get back to work.
Maybe there's an answer
in the Great Book of Gummi.
Hey, what's this, Cubbi?
A wishing stone.
"In the distant Cavern of
Shadows lies a large eh-em"
Emerald.
"Lies a large emerald.
If you touch the magical stone,
you can make a single wish."
I could wish myself
as big as Unwin.
What a neat place.
Look, Cubbi, the entrance
to the Cavern of Shadows.
Maybe it leads to
the wishing stone.
Hello!
[{echos] Hello.
Beat it, scram, gotcha.
- Holy smoke.
- Whoa!
How will we ever find an emerald
in a big place like this?
Easy, just look up.
Hand me a rope, Cubbi.
I wonder how big
I should wish myself to be?
How 'bout as tall as
A giant.
No, that's too tall, Cubbi.
No no, a giant.
Let's get outta here.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-achoo.
So, you wanna steal a wish, eh?
You'll wish you'd
never come here.
Look, Cavin, a way out.
You won't escape.
Look out!
I'll show you what
I do to trespassers.
Come back here!
En garde, you big bully.
Ouch!
You'll come out sooner or later.
I can wait as long as you.
I've been here
a hundred years already.
In a hundred years
I'll be too old for knighthood.
Then you'll have
to bash him now.
But how?
With this.
I sneaked ya a bottle.
Gummiberry juice.
Right, being super
strong is the answer.
Now we'll see who's a pipsqueak.
Pop him one for me, Sir Cavin.
Ah, just in time
to season my stew.
Let us go,
or I'll have to use force.
Force, you?
Oh, I like your sense
of humor, puny one.
And don't call me puny.
Umph.
Yippy, atta boy, Cavin.
Now, are you gonna
let us go, or
Uh oh.
Now I'll squish you like
the little bug you are.
Cubbi, help!
You're not so tough.
Take your best shot.
Ow, why you
- Ow.
- Bullseye.
Whoa.
Thanks, Cubbi.
I don't have to be
strong to wear him out,
just quick like you.
Right, go to it.
Hey, you can't catch me.
Na na na na na.
Come on, you big bully.
Now I'm gonna get you!
Ow!
- Oh no!
- Gotcha, you pest.
Help, Cavin!
Yeah, help him, Cavin, you flea.
The only way to save you is
to wish myself as big as him.
So you wanna be bigger, eh?
Well, that's how
I got into this mess.
I was once a small fry like you,
and bullies picked on me,
and called me names.
So, just like you,
I came here to make a wish,
a wish to be bigger.
And look at me, my size
frightened everyone so much,
I had to live
alone in this cave.
So go ahead,
make your wish, pipsqueak.
It'll be your last.
Strength and speed
didn't work, Cubbi.
All that's left now is size.
No, Cavin, no, don't do it.
You'll be like him.
I wish, I wish that
the giant was my size.
Hey, I'm back to normal.
You did it, Cavin, you won.
Yeah, I figured out being
big wasn't the answer either.
No, being smart was.
Well, I'm sorry
I tried to smash you.
Force of habit.
Ah, that's okay.
Now let's get out of this place.
Oops, we're not goin' anywhere.
It'd take a giant to
get that boulder out.
Don't look at me.
Wait, we'll wish it out.
You already used up your wish.
But you haven't.
Hey, that's right.
I wish that dumb ol' boulder
would fly out of there.
The whole place is caving in.
Let's run for it!
Well, that's the last
wish for the wishing stone.
Ah, that's okay,
the only wish I'd have left
is that you two
would come sooner.
Well, thanks again, pipsqueak.
Boy, I'm never gonna
wish to be bigger again.
Me neither.
Well, maybe a little bigger.
Just say when
you've had enough, shrimp.
Come on, Cavin,
you can beat him.
Small fry.
Come out and fight like a man,
you puny
pipsqueak
page.
En garde.
Oh.
That was pretty clever, Cavin.
You'll be a worthy
knight some day, Sir Cavin.
Thank you, M'Lady.