Dawn of the Croods (2015) s02e02 Episode Script

Lesson time, class.
Today we're going to learn about being poisoned.
Can't breathe.
- He's dead.
- I didn't do it.
Ta-da! I was only playing dead, a method of fooling predators that's both effective and fun.
That wasn't fun.
Well, not for you.
Now, get into packs and try it while I practice, too.
Oh, no dying.
Guys, wanna be in my pack? Lerk, Thunk.
Wait, who's that? That's the new boy.
You know, with the really weird name.
- "Kevin.
" - Hmm.
Hey, Kevin.
Wanna join our group? Eep, no! We don't know anything about him.
He could be a man-eater.
He could be a cave-robber.
He could be a bunch of pig rats in a pelt pretending to be one of us.
Hello.
Wait, that'd be amazing.
I know.
Please, guys.
He's just a boy.
A normal, rowdy, funky-smelling - Hey.
- Hmm? You guys catch the sunrise today? I watch it every morning so I never forget there's beauty in the world.
Uh okay.
See ya.
Whoa, Eep, if you're playing dead, I am really impressed.
And if you're not, I'm totally freaking out! Eep? Eep, wake up.
Eep, Eep, wake up.
Hey, she's not dead.
Wait, wait.
Maybe she's dead.
Nope, alive.
Oh, what happened? I was fine one moment and then the next thing I knew, the Earth moved and my heart skipped a beat.
It was horrible.
Uh-oh.
She's got it bad.
Eep, try to think.
Have you been in contact with any boys today? Yeah.
Why? Oh, what's wrong with me? Honey, honey, it's okay.
Sometimes teens feel like this.
It just means you've fallen hopelessly under a curse.
A curse? Not just any curse.
I'm afraid you have "The Crush.
" Don't worry, Eep.
We'll find a cure for your curse here in the Cave of Secrets.
Thunk, you can stop that.
For a long time, cavemen have painted these walls with all they've learned about the world's mysteries, like the contagious yawn.
Oh! The ever-returning eye crud.
Whoa! And of course, The Crush.
Wow! Does every boy that causes The Crush look like Kevin? They tend to be a certain type, yeah.
Everything I'm feeling is here.
I have no appetite, I can't focus.
At least I'm not hallucinating.
Think again, my love.
Pig rats, I'm doomed.
No, we'll get you through this, Eep.
When I was your age, I had a curse.
Eww! Dad made you feel like this? No.
Not your dad.
The point is, I survived.
Plus, after The Crush comes something good: the secret of girl talk.
No, no, I won't live with this thing anymore.
See? Oh, the cave says there's a chance I can cure it if I talk to Kevin? No, no, I can't.
Just the idea makes my breathing all crazy.
Geez, why is everyone suddenly looking at me? Relax.
That's just The Crush messing with you.
You can talk to Kevin.
Ugga, no.
The last thing she should do is talk to him.
In fact, we should seal her in a cave so she never talks to boys again.
Yeah! Or some less crazy idea.
We'll beat the curse our own way.
Crush, you are going down! What's this? The mystery of where babies come from? When you're older! Okay, The Crush is trying to make me think about Kevin.
So maybe I can beat it if I get my mind off of Kevin.
Kevin.
I wonder what he's doing right now.
Hmm No! Quick, move those rocks from there to there over and over.
Go.
Hey, this works.
By staying busy, I don't have time to think about Hey.
Your abs are rock hard.
Whoa! Okay.
Okay, you know what? Maybe you should just stay away from Kevin altogether.
Ah, that's it.
I'll avoid him.
Wait, is this avoiding? 'Cause it feels more like stalking.
Dad, if I'm gonna stay away from him, I have to know where he is at all times, who he talks to and how he sleeps, right? Uh Crush, is Eep in there, 'cause you're creepin' me out.
How so? His footprints! He smells like toe sweat and rainbows.
Be tough, honey.
Your dad's right here.
Oh, man, The Crush makes you strong! No, no! New plan.
I'll practice pressing my crush deep down inside, and if it comes back up, I re-press it.
Repress how you feel.
Exactly.
Thunk, hit it.
Let me hold your hand.
I wanna kill prey for you.
I'll pick your nits.
No! His dimples aren't that adorable.
Good, Eep.
Now be dreamier, Thunk.
Dreamier! Hey, girl, let's find a molar bear tunnel for two and talk about our feelings.
Okay, that might be too dreamy.
- You could do, you could do less.
- Whoa! - You okay, girl? - No, Thunk, it hurts.
Although it is distracting.
Thunk, maximum dreamy.
Girl, I wanna form a band with other non-threatening boys my age and sing love songs to you.
See? The pain makes it easier to repress The Crush.
Hooray for pain! Time for roll call.
Short girl, noisy, weird kid, weirder kid who cheats death every time he's not devoured by something, Pat.
Eep, sure you're ready to be back at school? What if the real Kevin shows up? Not my just-as-handsome-but-not-as-alive Kevin.
Did I miss something? I feel like I missed something.
It's just that I have The Crush, Lerk.
Or rather, had, since I can totally handle Kevin now.
Hey.
I just wanna say you've been on my mind ever since we met and I'd like us to get to know each other.
Whoa! Take that, real Kevin.
Uh, okay.
But I was talking to you.
Ew, gross! You're not even close to my type.
Repress it, Eep, repress it.
But seeing him with Lerk feels so awful.
All I wanna do is Mm Crush! Oh.
So that's why they call it a crush.
That's clever.
You know, honey, after helping Eep get over her crush, I feel like a great dad.
Some might say the best.
Nope, just a dad.
Eep, don't.
We swore we'd be pals forever.
Remember? That day I went to school in my underpelts? Wait, that might've been a dream.
Eep! There is no Eep! Only The Crush.
Kevin belongs to me.
His eyes, his hair, his one crooked tooth that's just so cute, I wanna He's all mine.
Eep! Eep, no.
Put the boulder down.
Yeah, honey, you've gotta fight it.
Mom, Dad? Go! You're embarrassing me! No, no, I need help.
Repressing The Crush made it stronger.
Which feels good! No, it does not.
But I've tried everything to stop it.
Well, everything except Kevin! Kevin.
I didn't want to talk to you, but you gave me The Crush and ever since, I've been a total loon.
And now my face is hot and it's like there are butterhummers in my stomach, and they're all barfing.
But I did it, okay? I talked to you.
Do you have anything to say to me? Eep just don't hurt me.
- Please! - Hurt you? - I'm not gonna - I'm too young to die.
I can't even grow underarm hair yet.
Look.
Pull it together, man.
Well, that's over.
Curse is broken.
Appetite's back.
Looks like The Crush is gone for good.
Yep, it's behind us.
But just to be safe, new rule: Eep is forbidden from Kevin till the day she dies.
Grug, no.
Don't you know what happens when you forbid a teen from doing something? Come with me, Eep.
We will live together forever in the cave of my mother.
The mystery of where babies come from? Point for us! Way to use your belly, Lerk! My belly is very talented.
You should hear it sing.
Hey Don't worry.
I've been practicing.
Thunk, wrong way.
Do we have to let Thunk serve? He, like, breaks every egg he touches.
I brought extras.
We're Thunk-proof.
Great, another game is Thunked up.
Really? I thought I blew it.
Wait, does "Thunked up" mean bad? It means we need more eggs.
- I'll get 'em.
- Um, let us handle it.
You can't exactly be trusted with eggs.
Can't be trusted? Fine.
I don't wanna play Egg Toss anymore anyway.
I'm gonna hang out with my other friends.
Thunk has other friends? Ha! Joke's on them.
Little do they know, I don't have any other friends.
Oh.
Oh, no.
Liyotes! Uh, what was it Dad always said about them? Liyotes are trouble, son.
They stink, they steal food, heard they once even ate a man.
So, like Gran, but five times worse.
Hey, Thunk, back on me.
Focus.
Stay away from liyotes.
Away! Easy, guys.
I'm not lookin' for trouble.
How about I go and you finish your lunch? Aha! This where Amber lunch get dragged off to.
Crood boy no wanna see this.
Cover eye uh, eyes.
Are you sure they stole it? Uh, maybe your lunch wasn't dead.
Oh, Amber sure.
Every caveman know liyotes can't be trusted with food.
Can't be trusted? But you could trust these liyotes, because I was here with them, rehearsing for our song for the valley talent show.
There no valley talent show.
Also, what is talent show? A show of talents.
And a-one and a-two.
Ah.
Amber must admit, you guys pretty talented.
Amber go rehearse Amber comedy for talent show.
So, where were we? Oh, right.
You were growling, I was scared.
For me? Well, I haven't eaten since breakfast number three, so Whoa, you guys can eat almost as fast as me.
Wanna race? Wow, thanks, guys, that was so so friendly.
Okay, I know they seem friendly in their actions and their cute dumb faces, but I swear, liyotes are nothing but trouble.
No, hey, don't you waft me away, young man.
Got any plans this afternoon? You guys do this, too? Hope you're hungry, Croods, 'cause I whipped up my specialty tonight.
Ah, aged girelephant.
Tastes almost as good going down as it does coming back up.
Well, well, if we're fine dining, I think I'll dip into my stash of rare amber-encased smash fruits.
Real top-branch stuff.
Mmm.
Good era.
You gonna share some with the rest of us, Mom? Oh, sweetie, I think we both know the answer to that.
Oh, there you are, Thunk.
I was worried.
Come and get dinner before the flies lay eggs in it.
That's okay.
I already ate.
You did? Where did you get the food? Oh, uh from some new friends I made.
That's terrific! Who are they? It'd be great to meet their parents.
Uh, they don't have parents.
Nailed it.
Sandy, be cool.
Uh - Whoa, whoa, down, girl, down.
- No, Thunk! No, no, heel! She started it.
Maybe, but we expect her to attack people, she's a baby.
You What's gotten into you, Thunk? He's been hanging out with liyotes! Smell it ain't so, Thunk.
Young man, what have I always told you? Liyotes are trouble.
No, they're not.
They're my friends.
Wrong.
They only pretend to be your friend for food.
That's not true.
You don't even know Fang, Grr, and Gary.
Gary? My son isn't hanging around with some troublemaker named "Gary.
" Go to your corner! Well, this dinner's ruined.
I'm out of my favorite red.
Dad's so wrong.
Liyotes aren't bad.
They're beautiful creatures, capable of greatness.
Hey, guys.
What you peein' on? Nice.
Then let's get markin'.
I could just never go on cue.
Crabby-tabbies! Oh, you wanna go? It's on! Man, we kicked their furry, scaly butts.
Thunk? Guys, guys, she's cool.
You're still hanging out with these mangy fleabags? Whoa.
She is not cool.
You know they're not your friends.
They are, too.
They listen to my stories, yip at my jokes, keep me clean.
All they care about is food.
That's not true.
Hey! I was doing sports with that.
Scram, you lousy egg-nappers.
Uh You scram.
This is my friends' territory.
Let's go.
Yeah.
I kinda like the licking.
She thinks we only care about food.
Yeah, right.
But all this talk about food is making me hungry.
I think I know where we can grab a bite.
I know we got some snacky bugs around here somewhere.
Hey, Fang, that's Dad's favorite gnawing bone.
And, Grr, those are clothes.
You can't eat them.
Believe me, I've tried.
Gary? Oh, where are you, girl? Gary? Gran's secret stash.
Sorry, you can't eat these.
Gran would get very emotional and that emotion would be murderous rage.
Guys, come on.
Defy the stereotype and your natural impulses.
Gah! Booby-trapped.
Help get this off me before Gran gets home.
Hey, guys.
Guys! What about the good times? Did all that butt-scooting mean nothing to you? Guess you were right about those liyotes, thought-bubble Dad.
Of course, son, because never forget, I know everything.
So, what do I do about this boulder? Ooh, good question.
- The answer is - Who are you talking to? Eep! You were right, too.
I thought the liyotes were my friends, but it turns out we were just acquaintances who all like food.
Well, I'm just sorry it took a giant boulder crushing your torso for you to realize that.
Gran doesn't mess around.
Gary? Fang, Grr, you guys came back! And you brought help.
Oh, I thought you said he was trapped under a shoulder.
This makes way more sense.
Okay.
You really are my friends.
And I guess you guys at least like me enough not to let me die.
No.
We are your friends, too.
Just 'cause we get annoyed at you playing Egg Toss doesn't change that.
Besides, Womp's way more annoying and we stay friends with him.
Yeah, I'm way more annoying, buddy.
Wow, so now I have human friends and liyote friends.
Nope, they were just in it for the food.
Huh, how'd they get around both my booby-traps? Ha! That's better.
Whoo!