Angry Birds Mystery Island (2024) s01e10 Episode Script
Squid Gang
1
[upbeat music playing]
Time to Sand Slam!
- [music continues]
- Not on my watch! [grunts, pants]
[grunts]
- [yells]
- [gasps]
[grunts] Rosie!
- [grunts]
- [grunts] Buddy, heads up!
[panicked grunts]
- [gasps]
- [clink]
Whoops. [chuckles] Be right back.
[whimpers, exhales]
It's just a barrel.
A very open barrel.
You got this.
[inhales]
Oh! [gasps]
[panting, muttering]
Oh, no [hyperventilating]
We're rolling? We're rolling!
[yells]
- Help me! I'm a runaway barrel!
- Huh?
Was that Buddy in a barrel?
[Buddy] Aah!
[panting]
The breathing thing is getting harder.
[panicked yelling]
[pants]
Oh, sweet, sweet sand. [kisses]
Never leave me alone. [kissing]
Wow, Buddy. We didn't know
you were afraid of tight spaces.
[huffs] What? Pfft!
Don't make me laugh. [laughs]
Because I don't have enough breath
to do that now.
Good thing cramped spots
don't bug you, Buddy,
'cause I know how we get off this island,
in our brand-new submarine!
- Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
- Oh, okay, yeah, yeah.
Sounds good and all,
but how will we breathe in there?
We can bring air with us in these.
Whenever we need some,
we'll all just open a new jug, and voilà,
we'll all breathe in a yellow submarine.
Okay. Okay. Okay. I can totally do this.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[exciting music playing]
[war cry]
Looks like we're ready to go.
Um, won't it be dark in there
once we're under water?
Which is why I brought these.
[giggles] Yes!
Now we have light inside and out.
- Say goodbye to the island.
- Bye, island!
Thanks for the coconuts
and storms and stuff.
Take it easy, Bat-Bat.
- You too, Worm.
- And with that, it's time to go.
[inhales deep breath]
[whimpering]
- Oh
- [grunts]
[mysterious music playing]
[Buddy whimpering softly]
[Mia] Buddy and Hamy,
row to power the propeller.
Rosie, you man the rudder.
And I'll captain us to the promised land.
What if I want to be the captain?
You're gonna have to
take that up with the captain.
- Aren't you the captain?
- Thanks for recognizing my authority.
Now, sit down and row.
We need power.
Captain. Not my captain!
We're not in a cramped,
tiny space under the sea.
Nope! We're in a wide open field.
Yeah! With lots of personal space
and air to breathe.
[inhales] Oh
[intense music playing]
- [creaking sounds]
- [whimpers]
- [squish]
- [Buddy] Aah!
- [screams]
- [yelps]
[all] Whoa!
- Great. Happy now?
- If we had a different captain,
- wouldn't have sunk.
- Stuck at the bottom of the sea!
- Uh, guys
- I order you to stand down.
- You're not my boss.
- Friends arguing.
- Guys
- This is fine.
And stop putting your butt
in Buddy's face!
- This is fine.
- I'll shove my rear
- into any face I want.
- This is fine!
- Guys, we're moving!
- What is
[wailing] that?
Oh, awesome.
Now we're about to become squid food.
I don't think so.
These squid are just playing around.
[panicky]
How could you possibly know that?
They're using ASL, Animal Sign Language,
which I know because of my hearing issue.
- So you can communicate with them?
- I can try, but I'm a little rusty.
Please let us
go!
We are not squid!
Are they laughing?
They are [snickers]
because you just signed to them
you have to sniff your own tail feathers
to fall asleep. [laughing]
What was that?
[Rosie] They want us to be quiet.
The Great Beast is near.
The Great what?
[Rosie] They think Buddy is hilarious,
and they're taking us to their parents
to show you off.
[Buddy squeals]
[tense music playing]
- [yells]
- Buddy, try to focus on signing.
Right, right. Signing, signing. Okay.
[clears throat]
Ooh, we are
birds!
Yeah?
[all exclaiming]
Buddy, you told them you're a wet burp
looking for Dr. Burrito Butt.
Oh, okay, fine.
I'll leave the signing to you.
Ask them to let us go now.
[Rosie] They won't do it because of a
prophecy of the coming of the Egg Bearers.
- We're birds, not bears!
- Wait. What's going on now?
[Rosie] The kids want their parents
to play a game, but Mom and Dad can't
because they need to talk to
the squid elders about us.
There's more of them?
Hmm.
[gasps]
[Mia] What did you say to them?
[Rosie] That we'd play their game.
It's called Squidditch.
It's similar to Sand Slam,
only underwater.
- If we win, they'll let us go.
- And if we lose?
- We're stuck down here forever.
- [gasps]
Looks like it's time to air up.
[energetic music playing]
- It is like Sand Slam!
- [clanging]
We've got this, friends,
but it needs a team effort.
Game on.
[energetic music continues]
[grunting]
[clanging]
[music continues]
[clanging]
[grunts]
[clanging]
[clanging]
- Yahoo!
- [laughter]
[Mia] Yeah!
[Rosie] It said a deal's a deal.
- They're gonna let us go!
- [all whooping]
- Yeah!
- Whoo-whoo!
[gasps]
[Rosie] Mom and Dad are not pleased.
Mmm. You all head for the sub.
I'll talk to these squid.
- What? Your signing is terrible!
- I know.
[muffled grunts]
- What's he saying?
- "I am the king of nachos.
I own a booger farm?
Cheese makes a great mask?"
[gasps] Buddy's making them laugh
so the ink will hide us.
We need to move.
[exciting music playing]
Buddy, that was amazing.
And you beat your claustrophobia.
Nope! Not even a little bit.
But I am channeling all my stress
into rowing.
[hysterical giggling]
[screeching]
It's Finnie! She's the Great Beast.
[screeching]
[all yelling]
[Buddy whimpers and pants]
"Leave Egg behind?"
Leave Egg behind? No way!
[laughing hysterically]
- [grunts]
- [pants, grunts]
[grunts]
[exhales] We we made it.
Thanks to Buddy's incredible rowing.
Hey, we did it! [pants]
- Great job overcoming your fears.
- Mmm. I guess I did.
- Pound it out, sub.
- [creaking]
Whoops. [chuckles]
Ah, no biggie.
We'll swim out there, grab the sub,
so we can use it again one day.
Or, um, not?
We should probably go home now.
Don't worry, Egg.
We'll never leave you behind.
What was that all about?
Hopefully, we'll never see
those squid again and find out.
- I am so good with that idea.
- [Hamylton] I don't know, Buddy
[voice fades]
[adventurous music playing]
[chirp]
[upbeat music playing]
Time to Sand Slam!
- [music continues]
- Not on my watch! [grunts, pants]
[grunts]
- [yells]
- [gasps]
[grunts] Rosie!
- [grunts]
- [grunts] Buddy, heads up!
[panicked grunts]
- [gasps]
- [clink]
Whoops. [chuckles] Be right back.
[whimpers, exhales]
It's just a barrel.
A very open barrel.
You got this.
[inhales]
Oh! [gasps]
[panting, muttering]
Oh, no [hyperventilating]
We're rolling? We're rolling!
[yells]
- Help me! I'm a runaway barrel!
- Huh?
Was that Buddy in a barrel?
[Buddy] Aah!
[panting]
The breathing thing is getting harder.
[panicked yelling]
[pants]
Oh, sweet, sweet sand. [kisses]
Never leave me alone. [kissing]
Wow, Buddy. We didn't know
you were afraid of tight spaces.
[huffs] What? Pfft!
Don't make me laugh. [laughs]
Because I don't have enough breath
to do that now.
Good thing cramped spots
don't bug you, Buddy,
'cause I know how we get off this island,
in our brand-new submarine!
- Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
- Oh, okay, yeah, yeah.
Sounds good and all,
but how will we breathe in there?
We can bring air with us in these.
Whenever we need some,
we'll all just open a new jug, and voilà,
we'll all breathe in a yellow submarine.
Okay. Okay. Okay. I can totally do this.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[exciting music playing]
[war cry]
Looks like we're ready to go.
Um, won't it be dark in there
once we're under water?
Which is why I brought these.
[giggles] Yes!
Now we have light inside and out.
- Say goodbye to the island.
- Bye, island!
Thanks for the coconuts
and storms and stuff.
Take it easy, Bat-Bat.
- You too, Worm.
- And with that, it's time to go.
[inhales deep breath]
[whimpering]
- Oh
- [grunts]
[mysterious music playing]
[Buddy whimpering softly]
[Mia] Buddy and Hamy,
row to power the propeller.
Rosie, you man the rudder.
And I'll captain us to the promised land.
What if I want to be the captain?
You're gonna have to
take that up with the captain.
- Aren't you the captain?
- Thanks for recognizing my authority.
Now, sit down and row.
We need power.
Captain. Not my captain!
We're not in a cramped,
tiny space under the sea.
Nope! We're in a wide open field.
Yeah! With lots of personal space
and air to breathe.
[inhales] Oh
[intense music playing]
- [creaking sounds]
- [whimpers]
- [squish]
- [Buddy] Aah!
- [screams]
- [yelps]
[all] Whoa!
- Great. Happy now?
- If we had a different captain,
- wouldn't have sunk.
- Stuck at the bottom of the sea!
- Uh, guys
- I order you to stand down.
- You're not my boss.
- Friends arguing.
- Guys
- This is fine.
And stop putting your butt
in Buddy's face!
- This is fine.
- I'll shove my rear
- into any face I want.
- This is fine!
- Guys, we're moving!
- What is
[wailing] that?
Oh, awesome.
Now we're about to become squid food.
I don't think so.
These squid are just playing around.
[panicky]
How could you possibly know that?
They're using ASL, Animal Sign Language,
which I know because of my hearing issue.
- So you can communicate with them?
- I can try, but I'm a little rusty.
Please let us
go!
We are not squid!
Are they laughing?
They are [snickers]
because you just signed to them
you have to sniff your own tail feathers
to fall asleep. [laughing]
What was that?
[Rosie] They want us to be quiet.
The Great Beast is near.
The Great what?
[Rosie] They think Buddy is hilarious,
and they're taking us to their parents
to show you off.
[Buddy squeals]
[tense music playing]
- [yells]
- Buddy, try to focus on signing.
Right, right. Signing, signing. Okay.
[clears throat]
Ooh, we are
birds!
Yeah?
[all exclaiming]
Buddy, you told them you're a wet burp
looking for Dr. Burrito Butt.
Oh, okay, fine.
I'll leave the signing to you.
Ask them to let us go now.
[Rosie] They won't do it because of a
prophecy of the coming of the Egg Bearers.
- We're birds, not bears!
- Wait. What's going on now?
[Rosie] The kids want their parents
to play a game, but Mom and Dad can't
because they need to talk to
the squid elders about us.
There's more of them?
Hmm.
[gasps]
[Mia] What did you say to them?
[Rosie] That we'd play their game.
It's called Squidditch.
It's similar to Sand Slam,
only underwater.
- If we win, they'll let us go.
- And if we lose?
- We're stuck down here forever.
- [gasps]
Looks like it's time to air up.
[energetic music playing]
- It is like Sand Slam!
- [clanging]
We've got this, friends,
but it needs a team effort.
Game on.
[energetic music continues]
[grunting]
[clanging]
[music continues]
[clanging]
[grunts]
[clanging]
[clanging]
- Yahoo!
- [laughter]
[Mia] Yeah!
[Rosie] It said a deal's a deal.
- They're gonna let us go!
- [all whooping]
- Yeah!
- Whoo-whoo!
[gasps]
[Rosie] Mom and Dad are not pleased.
Mmm. You all head for the sub.
I'll talk to these squid.
- What? Your signing is terrible!
- I know.
[muffled grunts]
- What's he saying?
- "I am the king of nachos.
I own a booger farm?
Cheese makes a great mask?"
[gasps] Buddy's making them laugh
so the ink will hide us.
We need to move.
[exciting music playing]
Buddy, that was amazing.
And you beat your claustrophobia.
Nope! Not even a little bit.
But I am channeling all my stress
into rowing.
[hysterical giggling]
[screeching]
It's Finnie! She's the Great Beast.
[screeching]
[all yelling]
[Buddy whimpers and pants]
"Leave Egg behind?"
Leave Egg behind? No way!
[laughing hysterically]
- [grunts]
- [pants, grunts]
[grunts]
[exhales] We we made it.
Thanks to Buddy's incredible rowing.
Hey, we did it! [pants]
- Great job overcoming your fears.
- Mmm. I guess I did.
- Pound it out, sub.
- [creaking]
Whoops. [chuckles]
Ah, no biggie.
We'll swim out there, grab the sub,
so we can use it again one day.
Or, um, not?
We should probably go home now.
Don't worry, Egg.
We'll never leave you behind.
What was that all about?
Hopefully, we'll never see
those squid again and find out.
- I am so good with that idea.
- [Hamylton] I don't know, Buddy
[voice fades]
[adventurous music playing]
[chirp]