Angry Birds Mystery Island (2024) s01e14 Episode Script
The Clone Boars
1
[adventurous music playing]
Have you ever seen birds clean this fast?
No, you have not!
And the lead is Massive Mia,
looking for the perfect spot
for her Fun Shui rock!
- It has to be perfect.
- Right behind is Rocket Rosie.
Tranquilly dusting
and meditating tranquilly.
I clean fast, not furious.
Bruh!
[Mia] And done!
Nice and neat nests. Consider it a warmup
for the big cove cleanup tomorrow.
- How'd you do, Hamy?
- Did we finally start cleaning?
Yes, we did. And we finished.
What have you been doing
other than not getting rid of
any of this mess?
I'm sorry.
I tried, but I couldn't decide
on what to get rid of.
Like this sock.
What if I find its hole-y match?
That's not fair to either sock, is it?
[sniffs, chuckles]
- Keeping it!
- Hamy, we're running out of room.
I promise my mess
will not impose on your areas.
I'll keep everything crammed onto my side.
I'll cram so well,
you'll call me "Cramylton."
- [objects clattering]
- [Mia sighs]
- I'm sorry.
- Don't be so hard on yourself, pal.
Just work hard
at the cove cleanup tomorrow.
I won't need to work hard tomorrow
because I'm going to clean the cove
all by myself tonight.
[mysterious music playing]
- [snoring, sleepy murmurs]
- [tense music playing]
[snoring continues]
[Hamylton giggling]
[gasps]
Look at this treasure trove.
A cowbell, eh?
Keeping it!
An already used diary
Keeping it!
Oh!
Then there's this fanny pack.
Very fashion forward.
[flies buzzing]
I should find a spot
to store these trash bags, though.
[gasps]
Ooh!
Never seen that cave before.
Oh.
A mirror wall.
Oh! Good evening, Hamylton.
Why, good evening to you, Hamylton.
What brings you out tonight?
Just picking up trash
so my bird friends won't be mad at me.
But why would they be mad at you?
I'm a messy pig, I guess. [scoffs]
I wish it was easier
to be more like my friends.
Keeping it.
- [suspenseful music]
- [evil laughter]
Want to be like
a bunch of birds, little piggy?
I'll show you who your friends
really are under those feathers.
And that birds and pigs don't mix.
[laughs wickedly]
[coughs]
Yeesh. This is taking a lot longer
than I thought it would.
I'm just going to take a little breather
and shut my eyes for a sec.
[snores]
[mutters softly]
[continues snoring]
- [objects clattering]
- [yawns]
- [grunts]
- [screams]
- What's happening?
- [muffled screaming]
[wicked laughter]
Hamy, what are you doing?
We had this all cleaned.
You did, you wing-ding,
but the shelter felt like
it needed a pig's touch.
And since I'm a pig,
I'm touching everything.
[Buddy groans]
Hamy, why are you acting this way?
And what did you do to your hair?
Clamp down, bird brains.
This sty ain't piggy enough yet.
I'm going to go get
some more trash from the beach.
[wicked laughter]
Why is Hamy being such a jerk?
[snoring]
[yawns] Ooh, ooh.
Whoa. I'm on the beach?
I must've fallen asleep out here.
No biggie. It's time
to show my friends my beautiful work.
- [dramatic music]
- [flies buzzing]
Whoa!
What happened in here?
- [Buddy grunts]
- [as Hamy] "What happened in here?"
- [normal] You know what happened in here!
- 'Kay.
Can you take a break from cleaning
and come to the beach?
I have the most
amazing thing to show you all.
Hard no. We've seen enough
of your hoof work for one day.
Look, if I worried you all
about being out all night, I'm sorry.
I promise it was worth it.
Come out to the cove,
and you'll see what I mean.
Fine. Show us.
This is what you wanted to show us?
No, no, no!
This isn't right.
No, it's not.
You've turned the beach
into an even bigger disaster.
But-but I cleaned this all last night
by myself, I swear.
If this is your definition of "clean,"
we don't need or want your help anymore.
So why don't you just scram-ylton?
[gasps] Excellent wordplay, Mia.
[ominous music playing]
I didn't just dream
I cleaned up the beach, did I?
- [wicked laughter]
- Oh!
Nope. It was all real.
And so am I.
Wow, there's another me.
But where did you come from?
Oh, don't worry about that, Hamy.
Just know that I'm your friend.
A pig friend.
And those seed-eaters
you've been hanging out with ain't.
That's not true!
Buddy, Rosie, and Mia are my friends.
My best friends.
Aw, confused wittle pig.
Is that why you've been doing
all those neat and tidy things
a pig would never do?
No. It's because
Because
Whoa. Ugh!
What?! What's happening?!
[whimpers]
Let me out of here,
you-you Sham-ylton!
Not yet.
We'll have time to get to know each other
after I make sure those birds
never want to be your friend ever again.
And spreading around
all that trash you collected
was just the beginning.
- [wicked laughter]
- [Hamylton] No, don't.
I need to show Buddy, Rosie, and Mia
it wasn't me who made that mess.
- [glass cracks]
- [gasps]
- [martial arts shouting]
- [glass shattering]
[martial arts shout]
[groaning]
You know what would be nice
after cleaning up all that trash?
A nice long birdbath.
[Evil Hamylton] How about this instead?
[grunting loudly]
Hamy!
Thought I'd give this place
a fresh coat of paint.
And it's time to get rid
of some of this junk.
Let's start with this.
Dude! I am done with you today.
[shuddering]
What a coincidence.
- I've been done with you forever.
- [Mia gasps]
Now, if you'll buzz off
Don't need this!
Well, that settles it.
Hamy's definitely broken.
He's throwing his own stuff away!
But he never throws anything away.
Know what?
This dump's never going to be
good enough for a pig,
so I'm gonna live somewhere else.
And if I'm being totally honest,
I've never liked this place.
Or any of you.
- [all gasp]
- [Mia grumbles]
[singsong voice] Bye!
[Buddy] Hm.
And that is how you destroy a friendship.
- [Hamylton] Shamylton
- [clinking]
Come out and play!
What?! How did you escape?
With my hoof-fu?
[martial arts shouting]
Hi-ya!
Did you forget? I'm you.
I know everything hoof-fu too, little pig.
- [panting]
- [both] Hi-ya!
I'm telling you, that wasn't Hamy.
Buddy! We watched him
fling mud everywhere.
And insult us all!
I know, but none of his behavior
makes any sense.
He's never been a jerk,
he hates product in his hair,
and he finally threw away something.
What're you saying, Buddy?
- That Hamy has some sort of evil twin?
- [dramatic sting]
What I'm saying is
we need to find our friend.
[groans] Okay.
But I swear, if he touches
my Fun Shui rock one more time
- [suspenseful music]
- [whipping sound]
Whoa! [grunts]
[evil laughter]
[martial arts grunting]
[Evil Hamylton snickers]
- [grunts]
- [groans]
- [Evil Hamylton chuckles]
- And now for my finishing move
Hi-ya!
Not the hair!
Never the hair!
[grunts]
[yelling]
[gasps]
So there are two Hamys!
[gasps]
Does that mean we all have an evil twin?
Buddy, let's focus on figuring out
who the real Hamy is for now.
It's me. I'm the real Hamylton.
Your friend till the end.
No, I'm the real Hamylton.
Your boon companion.
A true pal that you can always
Oh, hey, what's that?
You'll never know
when you'll need one of these.
Whatevers!
Keeping it!
That is our Hamylton.
[evil laughter]
Finally, I can be done
pretending to be loser Hamylton.
You wanna be friends
with these beak geeks?
Have at it!
I'm free from that cave,
and I ain't never going back.
Nobody messes with my friends!
[gasps] Mia, Rosie, Buddy,
follow my lead.
[karate sound]
- [energy surging]
- Huh?
[dramatic music playing]
[grunting]
[grunts] Stop!
[screams]
[grunting]
[grunts]
[yells]
- Whoa!
- Where did he go?
I'm so sorry
for causing all of this, friends.
I just wanted to be as neat
and tidy as all of you.
Hamy, we love you for the pig you are.
Less hoarding would be cool,
but we'll get there.
No matter what our differences are,
we'll always be one big fam-ylton.
Alrighty!
Let's clean this beach!
[suspenseful music playing]
My fanny pack!
[ominous music playing]
[muffled scream]
[adventurous music playing]
[chirp]
[adventurous music playing]
Have you ever seen birds clean this fast?
No, you have not!
And the lead is Massive Mia,
looking for the perfect spot
for her Fun Shui rock!
- It has to be perfect.
- Right behind is Rocket Rosie.
Tranquilly dusting
and meditating tranquilly.
I clean fast, not furious.
Bruh!
[Mia] And done!
Nice and neat nests. Consider it a warmup
for the big cove cleanup tomorrow.
- How'd you do, Hamy?
- Did we finally start cleaning?
Yes, we did. And we finished.
What have you been doing
other than not getting rid of
any of this mess?
I'm sorry.
I tried, but I couldn't decide
on what to get rid of.
Like this sock.
What if I find its hole-y match?
That's not fair to either sock, is it?
[sniffs, chuckles]
- Keeping it!
- Hamy, we're running out of room.
I promise my mess
will not impose on your areas.
I'll keep everything crammed onto my side.
I'll cram so well,
you'll call me "Cramylton."
- [objects clattering]
- [Mia sighs]
- I'm sorry.
- Don't be so hard on yourself, pal.
Just work hard
at the cove cleanup tomorrow.
I won't need to work hard tomorrow
because I'm going to clean the cove
all by myself tonight.
[mysterious music playing]
- [snoring, sleepy murmurs]
- [tense music playing]
[snoring continues]
[Hamylton giggling]
[gasps]
Look at this treasure trove.
A cowbell, eh?
Keeping it!
An already used diary
Keeping it!
Oh!
Then there's this fanny pack.
Very fashion forward.
[flies buzzing]
I should find a spot
to store these trash bags, though.
[gasps]
Ooh!
Never seen that cave before.
Oh.
A mirror wall.
Oh! Good evening, Hamylton.
Why, good evening to you, Hamylton.
What brings you out tonight?
Just picking up trash
so my bird friends won't be mad at me.
But why would they be mad at you?
I'm a messy pig, I guess. [scoffs]
I wish it was easier
to be more like my friends.
Keeping it.
- [suspenseful music]
- [evil laughter]
Want to be like
a bunch of birds, little piggy?
I'll show you who your friends
really are under those feathers.
And that birds and pigs don't mix.
[laughs wickedly]
[coughs]
Yeesh. This is taking a lot longer
than I thought it would.
I'm just going to take a little breather
and shut my eyes for a sec.
[snores]
[mutters softly]
[continues snoring]
- [objects clattering]
- [yawns]
- [grunts]
- [screams]
- What's happening?
- [muffled screaming]
[wicked laughter]
Hamy, what are you doing?
We had this all cleaned.
You did, you wing-ding,
but the shelter felt like
it needed a pig's touch.
And since I'm a pig,
I'm touching everything.
[Buddy groans]
Hamy, why are you acting this way?
And what did you do to your hair?
Clamp down, bird brains.
This sty ain't piggy enough yet.
I'm going to go get
some more trash from the beach.
[wicked laughter]
Why is Hamy being such a jerk?
[snoring]
[yawns] Ooh, ooh.
Whoa. I'm on the beach?
I must've fallen asleep out here.
No biggie. It's time
to show my friends my beautiful work.
- [dramatic music]
- [flies buzzing]
Whoa!
What happened in here?
- [Buddy grunts]
- [as Hamy] "What happened in here?"
- [normal] You know what happened in here!
- 'Kay.
Can you take a break from cleaning
and come to the beach?
I have the most
amazing thing to show you all.
Hard no. We've seen enough
of your hoof work for one day.
Look, if I worried you all
about being out all night, I'm sorry.
I promise it was worth it.
Come out to the cove,
and you'll see what I mean.
Fine. Show us.
This is what you wanted to show us?
No, no, no!
This isn't right.
No, it's not.
You've turned the beach
into an even bigger disaster.
But-but I cleaned this all last night
by myself, I swear.
If this is your definition of "clean,"
we don't need or want your help anymore.
So why don't you just scram-ylton?
[gasps] Excellent wordplay, Mia.
[ominous music playing]
I didn't just dream
I cleaned up the beach, did I?
- [wicked laughter]
- Oh!
Nope. It was all real.
And so am I.
Wow, there's another me.
But where did you come from?
Oh, don't worry about that, Hamy.
Just know that I'm your friend.
A pig friend.
And those seed-eaters
you've been hanging out with ain't.
That's not true!
Buddy, Rosie, and Mia are my friends.
My best friends.
Aw, confused wittle pig.
Is that why you've been doing
all those neat and tidy things
a pig would never do?
No. It's because
Because
Whoa. Ugh!
What?! What's happening?!
[whimpers]
Let me out of here,
you-you Sham-ylton!
Not yet.
We'll have time to get to know each other
after I make sure those birds
never want to be your friend ever again.
And spreading around
all that trash you collected
was just the beginning.
- [wicked laughter]
- [Hamylton] No, don't.
I need to show Buddy, Rosie, and Mia
it wasn't me who made that mess.
- [glass cracks]
- [gasps]
- [martial arts shouting]
- [glass shattering]
[martial arts shout]
[groaning]
You know what would be nice
after cleaning up all that trash?
A nice long birdbath.
[Evil Hamylton] How about this instead?
[grunting loudly]
Hamy!
Thought I'd give this place
a fresh coat of paint.
And it's time to get rid
of some of this junk.
Let's start with this.
Dude! I am done with you today.
[shuddering]
What a coincidence.
- I've been done with you forever.
- [Mia gasps]
Now, if you'll buzz off
Don't need this!
Well, that settles it.
Hamy's definitely broken.
He's throwing his own stuff away!
But he never throws anything away.
Know what?
This dump's never going to be
good enough for a pig,
so I'm gonna live somewhere else.
And if I'm being totally honest,
I've never liked this place.
Or any of you.
- [all gasp]
- [Mia grumbles]
[singsong voice] Bye!
[Buddy] Hm.
And that is how you destroy a friendship.
- [Hamylton] Shamylton
- [clinking]
Come out and play!
What?! How did you escape?
With my hoof-fu?
[martial arts shouting]
Hi-ya!
Did you forget? I'm you.
I know everything hoof-fu too, little pig.
- [panting]
- [both] Hi-ya!
I'm telling you, that wasn't Hamy.
Buddy! We watched him
fling mud everywhere.
And insult us all!
I know, but none of his behavior
makes any sense.
He's never been a jerk,
he hates product in his hair,
and he finally threw away something.
What're you saying, Buddy?
- That Hamy has some sort of evil twin?
- [dramatic sting]
What I'm saying is
we need to find our friend.
[groans] Okay.
But I swear, if he touches
my Fun Shui rock one more time
- [suspenseful music]
- [whipping sound]
Whoa! [grunts]
[evil laughter]
[martial arts grunting]
[Evil Hamylton snickers]
- [grunts]
- [groans]
- [Evil Hamylton chuckles]
- And now for my finishing move
Hi-ya!
Not the hair!
Never the hair!
[grunts]
[yelling]
[gasps]
So there are two Hamys!
[gasps]
Does that mean we all have an evil twin?
Buddy, let's focus on figuring out
who the real Hamy is for now.
It's me. I'm the real Hamylton.
Your friend till the end.
No, I'm the real Hamylton.
Your boon companion.
A true pal that you can always
Oh, hey, what's that?
You'll never know
when you'll need one of these.
Whatevers!
Keeping it!
That is our Hamylton.
[evil laughter]
Finally, I can be done
pretending to be loser Hamylton.
You wanna be friends
with these beak geeks?
Have at it!
I'm free from that cave,
and I ain't never going back.
Nobody messes with my friends!
[gasps] Mia, Rosie, Buddy,
follow my lead.
[karate sound]
- [energy surging]
- Huh?
[dramatic music playing]
[grunting]
[grunts] Stop!
[screams]
[grunting]
[grunts]
[yells]
- Whoa!
- Where did he go?
I'm so sorry
for causing all of this, friends.
I just wanted to be as neat
and tidy as all of you.
Hamy, we love you for the pig you are.
Less hoarding would be cool,
but we'll get there.
No matter what our differences are,
we'll always be one big fam-ylton.
Alrighty!
Let's clean this beach!
[suspenseful music playing]
My fanny pack!
[ominous music playing]
[muffled scream]
[adventurous music playing]
[chirp]