Over The Garden Wall (2014) s01e08 Episode Script
Babes in the Wood
1 Chapter 8 - "Babes in the Wood" Home! Home? Home! Home! Home? Could be around any corner.
Hey, captain, do you hear that singing? Not you, skipper.
I'm talking to the captain.
Captain Wirt, do you know who's singing? I don't know much of anything anymore.
Oh.
Did you know that dinosaurs had big ears but everyone forgot 'cause dinosaur ears - don't have bones? - No.
I I didn't know that, Greg.
That's 'cause it's not true.
It's a rock fact! The beast.
It must be the beast out there.
The obsidian cricket of our inevitable twilight - singing our requiem.
- Hmm.
Yeah! Must be a really fat cricket.
Look! We've reached land! Feel the dirt! Ahh.
Smell that tree.
We must be almost there.
- Greg? - Yes, Wirt? Can we please stop pretending we're gonna get home? - Huh? - Can we admit we're lost for good? That this fog is deeper than we can ever understand? That we are but wayward leaves, scattered to the air by an indifferent wind? Can we just admit we're never gonna get back home, Greg? - Can we do that? - Wirt, you can do anything if you set your mind to it.
That's what the old people say.
- Well, then let's do that.
- Yes, sir, captain! Greg! You need to stop acting ridiculous all the time.
- Huh? - Look, do you even know why we got lost in the first place? It's 'cause you were goofing around and - getting into trouble like you always do.
- Really? It was all my fault? Yeah, so it's not my job to get us home, okay? - I'm done.
- Are you saying I should - be the leader? - I don't care what you do.
But if I'm the leader what are you gonna be? - I'll be asleep.
- Wow.
Well, then I better take a nap, too.
I need to dream up a good way of leading us home.
Thanks for trusting me, Wirt.
Don't worry.
I won't let you down.
I'll be a good leader.
Good night.
Star, oh, star, up in the sky, guide my dreams with light that shines.
Help me know just what to do to get Wirt home and also me, too.
And if you don't, I don't care.
I'll pull down your underwear.
Forward, cherubs hear the song a child's wishes call us on descend! - # Descend! # - Psst! Hey! Huh? Whoa! The dreams our winged wind hath made for only beneath the veil Whoa.
Of sleep Whoooooa! Whoa! Whoa! Wow! Hey, Greg! - Nice to see you! - Hey, everybody! - Welcome to Cloud City! - Thank you! Thank you! My name's Greg.
What are yours? We're the Cloud City reception committee And we are here to welcome thee Oh, wow, neat.
And we're the Cloud City auxiliary reception committee and we are also here to welcome thee Thank you.
And we're the hippopotamus, giraffe, and monkey and we are committee number three Okay.
Are there more? Well, that's enough.
So, what brings - you to Cloud City? - Well, I'm supposed to be a - leader, but I don't know how.
- Why don't you lead - our band in a song? - Okay.
Everything is nice and fine all the time the softest clouds and rainbow skies ain't gonna lie we always have the most spectacular time together everyone is sittin' pretty on top of the weather lasso a cloud and make the flowers grow tie them in a bow to throw at the end of the show our songs are filled with love the sweetest love and we can send them down to you with a little shove so hitch a ride into the sky and join our band bring harps and lutes, kazoos, trombones and flutes or just your pots and pans we can write a little jig out of the mighty blue - # and we will be here just for you # - Whee! Whee! Ohh! Oh, nooooo! The North wind is loose! Oh, yeah, the ol' North wind starts to howl puffs up and furrows his brow now, now you better take cover lock up those doors and close the shutters I say, the ol' North wind yes, he is he's gonna fight he's gonna spin he's gonna pull back and blow a little more until you can't tell what you came here for oh, yeah - Fire! - # The ol' North wind # Yes, indeed he's gonna breathe and breathe he's gonna blow - # blow till you can't feel no more # - Wirt? Greg? Is anyone out there? Hey, North wind! Pbht! I don't like that one bit.
That makes me mad! Oh, no! - Huh? - Why, hello, Gregory.
- Hello.
- I am the Queen of the Clouds.
- Thank you for saving my city.
- You're welcome.
I shall grant you one wish.
What do you wish - for most of all? - Well, I'm supposed to be the leader, but I don't know how to get home.
- Do you know? - Of course.
If you wish, I can certainly send you home.
Great! Let's go get Wirt.
I'm sorry, Gregory, but Wirt cannot go with you.
- He is too lost.
- But anything is possible if you set your mind to it, right? See how the edelwood grows around him? The beast has claimed him already.
Oh, I should have been leading better.
I was goofing off again, like always, and now you're stuck here.
Isn't there anything I can do? I'm sorry, Gregory.
Wirt's fate lies solely in the beast's hands now.
Then I know what to wish for.
Are you sure? Then it shall be done.
- Hey.
Hey, Wirt? - Shh! Trying to sleep.
Okay.
You sleep.
I'm sorry I got us lost, Wirt.
Will you take care of Ronald for me? Okay.
I have to go now.
- Goodbye, Wirt.
- Yes.
Come, Gregory.
- There is much to be done.
- And then you'll show us - the way home, right? - Of course.
We made a promise, didn't we? Greg.
Greg? Greg? Greg?! Where did he go? No.
No, no, no, no! Greg?! What the heck? Greg?! Greg What did I do? Greg! Greg! Huh? Greg.
Oh! You got him! Pull! Pull! Is he alive? - Wirt! - Wirt! Wirt? - Greg? - Wirt, are you okay? - Wirt! - Greg? I-I-I - Where's Greg, Wirt? - Beatrice? Wirt.
Wirt!
Hey, captain, do you hear that singing? Not you, skipper.
I'm talking to the captain.
Captain Wirt, do you know who's singing? I don't know much of anything anymore.
Oh.
Did you know that dinosaurs had big ears but everyone forgot 'cause dinosaur ears - don't have bones? - No.
I I didn't know that, Greg.
That's 'cause it's not true.
It's a rock fact! The beast.
It must be the beast out there.
The obsidian cricket of our inevitable twilight - singing our requiem.
- Hmm.
Yeah! Must be a really fat cricket.
Look! We've reached land! Feel the dirt! Ahh.
Smell that tree.
We must be almost there.
- Greg? - Yes, Wirt? Can we please stop pretending we're gonna get home? - Huh? - Can we admit we're lost for good? That this fog is deeper than we can ever understand? That we are but wayward leaves, scattered to the air by an indifferent wind? Can we just admit we're never gonna get back home, Greg? - Can we do that? - Wirt, you can do anything if you set your mind to it.
That's what the old people say.
- Well, then let's do that.
- Yes, sir, captain! Greg! You need to stop acting ridiculous all the time.
- Huh? - Look, do you even know why we got lost in the first place? It's 'cause you were goofing around and - getting into trouble like you always do.
- Really? It was all my fault? Yeah, so it's not my job to get us home, okay? - I'm done.
- Are you saying I should - be the leader? - I don't care what you do.
But if I'm the leader what are you gonna be? - I'll be asleep.
- Wow.
Well, then I better take a nap, too.
I need to dream up a good way of leading us home.
Thanks for trusting me, Wirt.
Don't worry.
I won't let you down.
I'll be a good leader.
Good night.
Star, oh, star, up in the sky, guide my dreams with light that shines.
Help me know just what to do to get Wirt home and also me, too.
And if you don't, I don't care.
I'll pull down your underwear.
Forward, cherubs hear the song a child's wishes call us on descend! - # Descend! # - Psst! Hey! Huh? Whoa! The dreams our winged wind hath made for only beneath the veil Whoa.
Of sleep Whoooooa! Whoa! Whoa! Wow! Hey, Greg! - Nice to see you! - Hey, everybody! - Welcome to Cloud City! - Thank you! Thank you! My name's Greg.
What are yours? We're the Cloud City reception committee And we are here to welcome thee Oh, wow, neat.
And we're the Cloud City auxiliary reception committee and we are also here to welcome thee Thank you.
And we're the hippopotamus, giraffe, and monkey and we are committee number three Okay.
Are there more? Well, that's enough.
So, what brings - you to Cloud City? - Well, I'm supposed to be a - leader, but I don't know how.
- Why don't you lead - our band in a song? - Okay.
Everything is nice and fine all the time the softest clouds and rainbow skies ain't gonna lie we always have the most spectacular time together everyone is sittin' pretty on top of the weather lasso a cloud and make the flowers grow tie them in a bow to throw at the end of the show our songs are filled with love the sweetest love and we can send them down to you with a little shove so hitch a ride into the sky and join our band bring harps and lutes, kazoos, trombones and flutes or just your pots and pans we can write a little jig out of the mighty blue - # and we will be here just for you # - Whee! Whee! Ohh! Oh, nooooo! The North wind is loose! Oh, yeah, the ol' North wind starts to howl puffs up and furrows his brow now, now you better take cover lock up those doors and close the shutters I say, the ol' North wind yes, he is he's gonna fight he's gonna spin he's gonna pull back and blow a little more until you can't tell what you came here for oh, yeah - Fire! - # The ol' North wind # Yes, indeed he's gonna breathe and breathe he's gonna blow - # blow till you can't feel no more # - Wirt? Greg? Is anyone out there? Hey, North wind! Pbht! I don't like that one bit.
That makes me mad! Oh, no! - Huh? - Why, hello, Gregory.
- Hello.
- I am the Queen of the Clouds.
- Thank you for saving my city.
- You're welcome.
I shall grant you one wish.
What do you wish - for most of all? - Well, I'm supposed to be the leader, but I don't know how to get home.
- Do you know? - Of course.
If you wish, I can certainly send you home.
Great! Let's go get Wirt.
I'm sorry, Gregory, but Wirt cannot go with you.
- He is too lost.
- But anything is possible if you set your mind to it, right? See how the edelwood grows around him? The beast has claimed him already.
Oh, I should have been leading better.
I was goofing off again, like always, and now you're stuck here.
Isn't there anything I can do? I'm sorry, Gregory.
Wirt's fate lies solely in the beast's hands now.
Then I know what to wish for.
Are you sure? Then it shall be done.
- Hey.
Hey, Wirt? - Shh! Trying to sleep.
Okay.
You sleep.
I'm sorry I got us lost, Wirt.
Will you take care of Ronald for me? Okay.
I have to go now.
- Goodbye, Wirt.
- Yes.
Come, Gregory.
- There is much to be done.
- And then you'll show us - the way home, right? - Of course.
We made a promise, didn't we? Greg.
Greg? Greg? Greg?! Where did he go? No.
No, no, no, no! Greg?! What the heck? Greg?! Greg What did I do? Greg! Greg! Huh? Greg.
Oh! You got him! Pull! Pull! Is he alive? - Wirt! - Wirt! Wirt? - Greg? - Wirt, are you okay? - Wirt! - Greg? I-I-I - Where's Greg, Wirt? - Beatrice? Wirt.
Wirt!