Sonic Boom (2014) s01e30 Episode Script
Chili Dog Day Afternoon
Grrr! Building takes teamwork, a team needs a coach and that's me.
Sonic, hold that support strut horizontal.
As judge of this year's Chilli Dog Cook-Off, I shouldn't help.
I have to stay impartial.
No stage, no contest.
No contest, no chilli dogs to judge.
Tails, Knuckles, get to it.
- Huh - Agh! Gah! - Ugh! - I don't have time for this.
I need Tails to prep the planks, Knuckles to get joist hangers and Sticks to get more sticks.
Ta-da! Thanks for keeping Amy busy so we could finish.
Anything for a free chilli dog.
What's that? Don't! That's a load-bearing banana.
Who builds with a banana? Only a total dum-dum.
Bananas give me splinters in my gums.
That's it.
I'll build this stage myself.
Ha! And that, my friends, is a stage.
Guys? If you win, I'll wear the trophy upside down on my head like a hat for a year.
No way! My trophy, my hat.
I think he's trying to Just wear the hat.
Eat 'em and weep, losers.
I'm winning the cook-off with my super-secret chilli recipe.
Ketchup, wasabi and chunks of expired pigeon meat.
Lucky guess.
I finished the stage.
Praise me.
- Thanks, Amy.
- Nice job.
Can it be used as a flotation device in a water landing? We'll see who's staring when that thing lands in the ocean! We don't need a judging stage.
I've got the contest in the bag.
I thought you said it was in the bag.
Yeah! Who am the smart one now? That's a rhetorical question, by the way.
The answer is, of course, me am.
My secret weapon.
A one-of-a-kind pepper.
One-of-a-kind peppers.
Get your one-of-a-kind peppers.
Ahem.
You told us these were one-of-a-kind peppers.
I never said they were one-of-a-kind peppers.
Another crate of those peppers you're selling as one-of-a-kind.
Don't even worry about it.
I got another 20 crates on the truck.
Well, that was poorly timed.
I suppose you want a refund.
I'll just get your money.
I keep it in a place called tough luck, losers! Can one of you dears help a poor little old lady? - No! - I deserve that.
If I'm gonna win that hat, I've got to go find a unique pepper.
I have found the pepper of peppers.
Hot, with an indescribable flavour.
Might as well stop stirring now.
Not so fast! Behold the Facepeeler Maximus! Witness now Line.
If you dare.
Witness now, if you dare, the Chilli-Maker 5000.
Copyright Eggman Industries.
Patent pending.
Some restrictions apply.
This beauty extracts the very essence of the chilli pepper, creating a chilli dog of unprecedented potency.
Toot-toot! Huh.
Psst! If you want to win this thing, you need the Lost Pepper of Claggerhorn.
Well, hand it over.
What part of "lost" didn't you get? Luckily I've got this one-of-a-kind map Woo-hoo! Where do you want this crate of one-of-a-kind maps? Put them with the others.
Almost there Aargh! Awesome! I've got to do that again.
"The Staircase of Terrifying Slipperiness.
" Yaah! Ugh! Ugh! Agh! Waargh! Ugh! Aargh! Ugh! Grrr! "The Field of Baby Ducks.
" Hey, little fella.
Gosh, you're cute.
Well, look at you! You're Brrr! Look at you! Brrr! Ah, look at you.
You're Brrr! Hey, little fella! Brrr! Well, look at you! You're Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me 87 times, shame on me.
Ugh! Ugh! Agh! Yah! Ohh Ow-ooo! Congratulations! You have successfully traversed the Lands of the Doomed.
So sit back in your very own Recliner of the Doomed.
Hey, little fella Ugh Aaargh! What is this? Let me go! What do you seek? I seek the Lost Pepper of Claggerhorn.
Why do you seek it? To roast over an open flame, tear the seeds from its insides, chop it into tiny pieces, scald it in boiling oil and use it to flavour my chilli for a chance to win a very small trophy.
I am the Lost Pepper of Claggerhorn.
Let me finish.
.
.
is the opposite of what I would do.
Nice recovery, laddie.
Dude, what's with your head-bite? 'Tis a scar I wear proudly to remind me of the home we lost.
- What's happening? - It's just a dissolve, son.
Claggerhorn was a paradise.
Lush green meadows, majestic mountains.
And the hot springs, laddie.
It was prophesied that a big dumb oaf would come one day to lead us back to our beloved hot springs.
- What were they like? - They were hot.
- Didn't see that coming.
- We have found our oaf.
Oaf! Oaf! Oaf! Oaf! The time has come, my pepper people.
We must reclaim our land for our children and our children's children.
- Are ye with me? - Yes! Oh uh sorry.
Oaf! Oaf! Oaf! Oaf! There's something you don't see every day.
Whee! I mean, never surrender! - Gah! - Ugh! It can be used as a flotation device.
Ow! Ow! Orbot, Cubot, deal with these pests.
- You got it, boss.
- Ow! Ow! Knuckles, what are you doing? Helping these pepper people reclaim what is theirs.
By attacking your friends? You're going to have to choose, laddie, between old friends and new.
For Claggerhorn! Lost Pepper! You OK? 'Tis like a thousand tiny bubbles urging me to let go.
Like the hot springs of old.
But with expired pigeon meat.
Does everyone know my secret ingredient? This is perfect.
The pepper people get a good hot soak and in turn they flavour our chilli.
It's a win-win! So what is it you do with this chilli anyway? Pour it on your enemies from the turrets of your castles to scald them into submission? Are you kidding? We put it on hot dogs and eat you.
It.
I mean, it.
By all that is chunky in my grandfather's beard, you want to eat our essence? Truce over.
Attack! 'Tis like the world's finest haggis, but without the wretched taste of minced lungs.
I don't need to taste the others.
We have a winner! Sometimes it just takes a little teamwork to really bluurghh Hey, there he is! - Knuckles! - What happened? Are you OK? I won the cook-off! Uh actually the cook-off was yesterday.
We've been looking for you since then.
I ate this pepper It was a tiny bite but it gave me this crazy dream.
Or maybe it was a dream.
A pepper that strong? Come on, Knuckles.
I guess you're right.
That's impossible.
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Sonic, hold that support strut horizontal.
As judge of this year's Chilli Dog Cook-Off, I shouldn't help.
I have to stay impartial.
No stage, no contest.
No contest, no chilli dogs to judge.
Tails, Knuckles, get to it.
- Huh - Agh! Gah! - Ugh! - I don't have time for this.
I need Tails to prep the planks, Knuckles to get joist hangers and Sticks to get more sticks.
Ta-da! Thanks for keeping Amy busy so we could finish.
Anything for a free chilli dog.
What's that? Don't! That's a load-bearing banana.
Who builds with a banana? Only a total dum-dum.
Bananas give me splinters in my gums.
That's it.
I'll build this stage myself.
Ha! And that, my friends, is a stage.
Guys? If you win, I'll wear the trophy upside down on my head like a hat for a year.
No way! My trophy, my hat.
I think he's trying to Just wear the hat.
Eat 'em and weep, losers.
I'm winning the cook-off with my super-secret chilli recipe.
Ketchup, wasabi and chunks of expired pigeon meat.
Lucky guess.
I finished the stage.
Praise me.
- Thanks, Amy.
- Nice job.
Can it be used as a flotation device in a water landing? We'll see who's staring when that thing lands in the ocean! We don't need a judging stage.
I've got the contest in the bag.
I thought you said it was in the bag.
Yeah! Who am the smart one now? That's a rhetorical question, by the way.
The answer is, of course, me am.
My secret weapon.
A one-of-a-kind pepper.
One-of-a-kind peppers.
Get your one-of-a-kind peppers.
Ahem.
You told us these were one-of-a-kind peppers.
I never said they were one-of-a-kind peppers.
Another crate of those peppers you're selling as one-of-a-kind.
Don't even worry about it.
I got another 20 crates on the truck.
Well, that was poorly timed.
I suppose you want a refund.
I'll just get your money.
I keep it in a place called tough luck, losers! Can one of you dears help a poor little old lady? - No! - I deserve that.
If I'm gonna win that hat, I've got to go find a unique pepper.
I have found the pepper of peppers.
Hot, with an indescribable flavour.
Might as well stop stirring now.
Not so fast! Behold the Facepeeler Maximus! Witness now Line.
If you dare.
Witness now, if you dare, the Chilli-Maker 5000.
Copyright Eggman Industries.
Patent pending.
Some restrictions apply.
This beauty extracts the very essence of the chilli pepper, creating a chilli dog of unprecedented potency.
Toot-toot! Huh.
Psst! If you want to win this thing, you need the Lost Pepper of Claggerhorn.
Well, hand it over.
What part of "lost" didn't you get? Luckily I've got this one-of-a-kind map Woo-hoo! Where do you want this crate of one-of-a-kind maps? Put them with the others.
Almost there Aargh! Awesome! I've got to do that again.
"The Staircase of Terrifying Slipperiness.
" Yaah! Ugh! Ugh! Agh! Waargh! Ugh! Aargh! Ugh! Grrr! "The Field of Baby Ducks.
" Hey, little fella.
Gosh, you're cute.
Well, look at you! You're Brrr! Look at you! Brrr! Ah, look at you.
You're Brrr! Hey, little fella! Brrr! Well, look at you! You're Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me 87 times, shame on me.
Ugh! Ugh! Agh! Yah! Ohh Ow-ooo! Congratulations! You have successfully traversed the Lands of the Doomed.
So sit back in your very own Recliner of the Doomed.
Hey, little fella Ugh Aaargh! What is this? Let me go! What do you seek? I seek the Lost Pepper of Claggerhorn.
Why do you seek it? To roast over an open flame, tear the seeds from its insides, chop it into tiny pieces, scald it in boiling oil and use it to flavour my chilli for a chance to win a very small trophy.
I am the Lost Pepper of Claggerhorn.
Let me finish.
.
.
is the opposite of what I would do.
Nice recovery, laddie.
Dude, what's with your head-bite? 'Tis a scar I wear proudly to remind me of the home we lost.
- What's happening? - It's just a dissolve, son.
Claggerhorn was a paradise.
Lush green meadows, majestic mountains.
And the hot springs, laddie.
It was prophesied that a big dumb oaf would come one day to lead us back to our beloved hot springs.
- What were they like? - They were hot.
- Didn't see that coming.
- We have found our oaf.
Oaf! Oaf! Oaf! Oaf! The time has come, my pepper people.
We must reclaim our land for our children and our children's children.
- Are ye with me? - Yes! Oh uh sorry.
Oaf! Oaf! Oaf! Oaf! There's something you don't see every day.
Whee! I mean, never surrender! - Gah! - Ugh! It can be used as a flotation device.
Ow! Ow! Orbot, Cubot, deal with these pests.
- You got it, boss.
- Ow! Ow! Knuckles, what are you doing? Helping these pepper people reclaim what is theirs.
By attacking your friends? You're going to have to choose, laddie, between old friends and new.
For Claggerhorn! Lost Pepper! You OK? 'Tis like a thousand tiny bubbles urging me to let go.
Like the hot springs of old.
But with expired pigeon meat.
Does everyone know my secret ingredient? This is perfect.
The pepper people get a good hot soak and in turn they flavour our chilli.
It's a win-win! So what is it you do with this chilli anyway? Pour it on your enemies from the turrets of your castles to scald them into submission? Are you kidding? We put it on hot dogs and eat you.
It.
I mean, it.
By all that is chunky in my grandfather's beard, you want to eat our essence? Truce over.
Attack! 'Tis like the world's finest haggis, but without the wretched taste of minced lungs.
I don't need to taste the others.
We have a winner! Sometimes it just takes a little teamwork to really bluurghh Hey, there he is! - Knuckles! - What happened? Are you OK? I won the cook-off! Uh actually the cook-off was yesterday.
We've been looking for you since then.
I ate this pepper It was a tiny bite but it gave me this crazy dream.
Or maybe it was a dream.
A pepper that strong? Come on, Knuckles.
I guess you're right.
That's impossible.
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