Erky Perky (2006) s01e21 Episode Script
The Good Old Days
Crazy!
Life was good
on Hot Dog Stand ♪
For two bugs
with food demands ♪
Had our last meal
one sunny day ♪
They got caught
up and swept away ♪
Into Kitchen's
where they landed ♪
We're so hungry ♪
And we're stranded ♪
Finding food is
quite a mission ♪
Other bugs are competition ♪
Now just one question ♪
How do we find our
way back home? ♪
(rhythmic music)
(spring reverberates)
(shells skid)
(Erky sniffs)
(Erky pants)
- What you, what is it?
(Erky strains)
Grease and crumbs?
You caught a grease.
- (cries happily) Mold!
(wings flutter)
- Ah, mold, my favorite.
Hand it over.
- How 'bout a game, Margaret?
I bet you love games.
- I hate games.
What I love is feasting on
food you bugs find (laughs).
(Perky cries)
- You are so amusing.
Perky, the shells.
(shells skid)
(Perky grunts)
I'll put the mold under
one of these shells.
All you have to do to get it
is guess where it is.
- All I have to do to get it
is show you my
dazzling smile. (laughs)
(Perky whimpers)
- Keep your eye
on the mold, okay?
Yeah.
(shell thuds)
(maraca shakes)
(shells skid)
Round and round and
round we go. (laughs)
(bugs pant heavily)
(thump and ding)
(Margaret gulps)
(spring reverberates)
- How'd she do that?
- I like this game.
We'll play often.
(wings flutter)
(mysterious music)
- I don't understand.
It worked for Frenzel.
- Yeah, on us.
Let's face it Erky, in
kitchen we're the suckers.
I'm sick of it.
(foot thumps on shell)
(Perky moans)
- Me too.
I'm sick of being
a silly sucker.
(shell thumps)
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
(carnival music)
(bugs groan and moan)
Perky, my pal, we've
gotta get out of here.
- We do?
- Yes, the pain and suffering.
It's all kitchen-related.
Let's go.
- I'm not sure it's
all kitchen-related.
(magical chimes ring)
(mysterious music)
- Hmm, mmm.
This is it!
Freedom!
(spring reverberates)
(head thumps)
No it's not, it's blocked.
(Perky cries out)
(Perky strains)
(wall creaks)
(Erky snaps)
- We're trapped here forever!
- No, it's okay Perky.
We'll try another way out.
Think happy thoughts.
- Happy thoughts.
Food makes me happy! (giggles)
(stomach growls)
But no food makes me hungry.
Help! (sobs)
- Think about hot dog stand.
There's plenty of food there.
- (sighs) I miss hot dog stand.
(jazz orchestral music)
- [Perky] More, I need more!
(food squishes)
- Here, catch.
(Perky gulps)
- Two points!
And the crowd goes wild.
(Perky imitates crowd screaming)
- More!
(food squishes)
(frantic gobbling)
- Perky, Perky!
- More! (gut wrenches)
- Erky, what's wrong?
(Erky burps)
(Perky giggles)
- Oh, that's better.
More!
(Perky chomps)
- Perky, Perky,
Perky, Perky, Perky.
Ooh look!
Edible gunk.
- Huh?
(Perky swooshes)
You don't really want to eat
such a bland bit
of food, do you?
- Yes.
How do you know it's bland?
- You don't believe me?
(Perky gags)
- No (trembles) it's all right.
- Remember the great
flavors on hot dog stand?
Oh the best, just the best.
(light jazz orchestral music)
Ooh, looks yummy.
- Mmm, smells yummy!
Excellent. (giggles)
(train whistle blows)
(Perky screams)
(bell clangs)
(alarms go off) (bugs scream)
Until then, I never
knew pain was a flavor.
Where you going, Erky?
- Huh, that's the way out.
- Can we talk this through Erky?
- No, it'll feel great to
be out in the sun again.
Remember how the
sun felt on hot dog stand?
Come on!
(light jazz instrumental music)
(magical chimes ring)
I never thought I'd say this.
It's too hot to eat.
- (sighs) And
even if we did eat,
it's too hot to swallow.
(car honks)
(hot dog thuds and sizzles)
(Erky gasps)
- Is this a mirage?
- No, it's a hot dog.
(upbeat carnival music)
- The burning hot steel
or no burning hot steel,
I'm gonna go for it!
(Erky gasps and pants)
Ow, ow, owchie,
oochie! (screams)
- Here, let me try.
(foot sizzles)
- (squeals) Ooh, hot!
Ooh, still hot.
(suspenseful music)
(bee slurps)
(bee roars)
(bugs scream)
(bugs cry)
(magical chimes ring)
I think kitchen's temperature is
a lot kinder to body parts.
(Erky groans)
- Okay, so it's a bit milder,
but kitchen is boring.
Hot dog stand was
non-stop exciting.
- Hmm. (magical chimes ring)
(bugs gasp)
(bell rings)
(Erky sniffs)
- The nose detects
something rancid,
with some hints of
smoke and barnyard
adding complexity to some
slightly rotten baked beans.
(wings flutter) (feet
thump and echo)
- Umm, Erky?
- Oh, don't worry.
I'll save you some.
- (sobs) Erky!
(Erky laughs nervously)
Don't mind us, we're just,
you know, thank you for--
(feet pound)
(bugs scream)
(monster roars)
Happy thoughts (sings)
happy, happy, happy.
(Erky grunts)
I'm starting to think
that boring is good.
- What are you talking about?
(grunts) It stinks!
(sputtering gas)
- The application
of your prociocity
has me speculating on what?
- Lifting. (groans)
Not pushing, not jump shot.
- See that doo-hicky up there?
(bells chime)
It's free from
blockage, and therefore
allows unobstructed
passage. (farts)
- Yeah. (Perky moans)
(light jazz orchestral music)
- Great, let's do this.
- Erky, I've changed my--
- Changed your what?
(bugs yell)
(bugs thump loudly)
- Ouch!
- (groans) Almost!
Let's go again.
- No (gasping) not again.
Look, Erky.
All the happy thoughts
about hot dog stand
have actually made
me a little happier
about being stuck in kitchen.
- What?
(stomach growls)
- Well you're still
unbearably hungry, but happy.
- No, it's just like you to
get everything backwards.
- I feel safe here.
- Hot dog stand was safe.
I remember that very clearly.
- You do?
(magical chimes ring)
(upbeat funky music)
(Perky yawns and gags)
Ooh, it burns, it
burns, it burns.
(water splashes)
(knife thuds)
(Perky squeals)
(grill sizzles)
(Perky shouts)
(Perky sizzles)
(Perky whistles)
(bottle thumps and echoes)
(magical chimes ring)
No Erky, I think kitchen is
safer than hot dog stand.
- Safe, how can you
call this place safe?
- I said, "safer."
- What?
Aw face it, Perky, we can't walk
to the other side of kitchen
without something
happening to us.
- Of course we can.
- Okay, prove it.
- Fine, let's go then.
- Okay.
(Perky sings)
Any minute now, some strange bug
will drop out of the sky on us.
(fly swatter thumps)
Or Mad Margaret will
swoop down and catch us.
Or we'll walk into some
deadly pesticide trap.
- Oh Erky, you are so
dramatic sometimes.
Life was good
on Hot Dog Stand ♪
For two bugs
with food demands ♪
Had our last meal
one sunny day ♪
They got caught
up and swept away ♪
Into Kitchen's
where they landed ♪
We're so hungry ♪
And we're stranded ♪
Finding food is
quite a mission ♪
Other bugs are competition ♪
Now just one question ♪
How do we find our
way back home? ♪
(rhythmic music)
(spring reverberates)
(shells skid)
(Erky sniffs)
(Erky pants)
- What you, what is it?
(Erky strains)
Grease and crumbs?
You caught a grease.
- (cries happily) Mold!
(wings flutter)
- Ah, mold, my favorite.
Hand it over.
- How 'bout a game, Margaret?
I bet you love games.
- I hate games.
What I love is feasting on
food you bugs find (laughs).
(Perky cries)
- You are so amusing.
Perky, the shells.
(shells skid)
(Perky grunts)
I'll put the mold under
one of these shells.
All you have to do to get it
is guess where it is.
- All I have to do to get it
is show you my
dazzling smile. (laughs)
(Perky whimpers)
- Keep your eye
on the mold, okay?
Yeah.
(shell thuds)
(maraca shakes)
(shells skid)
Round and round and
round we go. (laughs)
(bugs pant heavily)
(thump and ding)
(Margaret gulps)
(spring reverberates)
- How'd she do that?
- I like this game.
We'll play often.
(wings flutter)
(mysterious music)
- I don't understand.
It worked for Frenzel.
- Yeah, on us.
Let's face it Erky, in
kitchen we're the suckers.
I'm sick of it.
(foot thumps on shell)
(Perky moans)
- Me too.
I'm sick of being
a silly sucker.
(shell thumps)
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
(carnival music)
(bugs groan and moan)
Perky, my pal, we've
gotta get out of here.
- We do?
- Yes, the pain and suffering.
It's all kitchen-related.
Let's go.
- I'm not sure it's
all kitchen-related.
(magical chimes ring)
(mysterious music)
- Hmm, mmm.
This is it!
Freedom!
(spring reverberates)
(head thumps)
No it's not, it's blocked.
(Perky cries out)
(Perky strains)
(wall creaks)
(Erky snaps)
- We're trapped here forever!
- No, it's okay Perky.
We'll try another way out.
Think happy thoughts.
- Happy thoughts.
Food makes me happy! (giggles)
(stomach growls)
But no food makes me hungry.
Help! (sobs)
- Think about hot dog stand.
There's plenty of food there.
- (sighs) I miss hot dog stand.
(jazz orchestral music)
- [Perky] More, I need more!
(food squishes)
- Here, catch.
(Perky gulps)
- Two points!
And the crowd goes wild.
(Perky imitates crowd screaming)
- More!
(food squishes)
(frantic gobbling)
- Perky, Perky!
- More! (gut wrenches)
- Erky, what's wrong?
(Erky burps)
(Perky giggles)
- Oh, that's better.
More!
(Perky chomps)
- Perky, Perky,
Perky, Perky, Perky.
Ooh look!
Edible gunk.
- Huh?
(Perky swooshes)
You don't really want to eat
such a bland bit
of food, do you?
- Yes.
How do you know it's bland?
- You don't believe me?
(Perky gags)
- No (trembles) it's all right.
- Remember the great
flavors on hot dog stand?
Oh the best, just the best.
(light jazz orchestral music)
Ooh, looks yummy.
- Mmm, smells yummy!
Excellent. (giggles)
(train whistle blows)
(Perky screams)
(bell clangs)
(alarms go off) (bugs scream)
Until then, I never
knew pain was a flavor.
Where you going, Erky?
- Huh, that's the way out.
- Can we talk this through Erky?
- No, it'll feel great to
be out in the sun again.
Remember how the
sun felt on hot dog stand?
Come on!
(light jazz instrumental music)
(magical chimes ring)
I never thought I'd say this.
It's too hot to eat.
- (sighs) And
even if we did eat,
it's too hot to swallow.
(car honks)
(hot dog thuds and sizzles)
(Erky gasps)
- Is this a mirage?
- No, it's a hot dog.
(upbeat carnival music)
- The burning hot steel
or no burning hot steel,
I'm gonna go for it!
(Erky gasps and pants)
Ow, ow, owchie,
oochie! (screams)
- Here, let me try.
(foot sizzles)
- (squeals) Ooh, hot!
Ooh, still hot.
(suspenseful music)
(bee slurps)
(bee roars)
(bugs scream)
(bugs cry)
(magical chimes ring)
I think kitchen's temperature is
a lot kinder to body parts.
(Erky groans)
- Okay, so it's a bit milder,
but kitchen is boring.
Hot dog stand was
non-stop exciting.
- Hmm. (magical chimes ring)
(bugs gasp)
(bell rings)
(Erky sniffs)
- The nose detects
something rancid,
with some hints of
smoke and barnyard
adding complexity to some
slightly rotten baked beans.
(wings flutter) (feet
thump and echo)
- Umm, Erky?
- Oh, don't worry.
I'll save you some.
- (sobs) Erky!
(Erky laughs nervously)
Don't mind us, we're just,
you know, thank you for--
(feet pound)
(bugs scream)
(monster roars)
Happy thoughts (sings)
happy, happy, happy.
(Erky grunts)
I'm starting to think
that boring is good.
- What are you talking about?
(grunts) It stinks!
(sputtering gas)
- The application
of your prociocity
has me speculating on what?
- Lifting. (groans)
Not pushing, not jump shot.
- See that doo-hicky up there?
(bells chime)
It's free from
blockage, and therefore
allows unobstructed
passage. (farts)
- Yeah. (Perky moans)
(light jazz orchestral music)
- Great, let's do this.
- Erky, I've changed my--
- Changed your what?
(bugs yell)
(bugs thump loudly)
- Ouch!
- (groans) Almost!
Let's go again.
- No (gasping) not again.
Look, Erky.
All the happy thoughts
about hot dog stand
have actually made
me a little happier
about being stuck in kitchen.
- What?
(stomach growls)
- Well you're still
unbearably hungry, but happy.
- No, it's just like you to
get everything backwards.
- I feel safe here.
- Hot dog stand was safe.
I remember that very clearly.
- You do?
(magical chimes ring)
(upbeat funky music)
(Perky yawns and gags)
Ooh, it burns, it
burns, it burns.
(water splashes)
(knife thuds)
(Perky squeals)
(grill sizzles)
(Perky shouts)
(Perky sizzles)
(Perky whistles)
(bottle thumps and echoes)
(magical chimes ring)
No Erky, I think kitchen is
safer than hot dog stand.
- Safe, how can you
call this place safe?
- I said, "safer."
- What?
Aw face it, Perky, we can't walk
to the other side of kitchen
without something
happening to us.
- Of course we can.
- Okay, prove it.
- Fine, let's go then.
- Okay.
(Perky sings)
Any minute now, some strange bug
will drop out of the sky on us.
(fly swatter thumps)
Or Mad Margaret will
swoop down and catch us.
Or we'll walk into some
deadly pesticide trap.
- Oh Erky, you are so
dramatic sometimes.