The Croods: Family Tree (2021) s02e07 Episode Script

[grunts in effort]
[screams, grunts]
[snarling]
♪
- Ooh! Ooh! Just remember,
if anything goes wrong,
punch first and ask questions later.
- Grug
- I know. It's just we're leaving,
Bettermans are leaving, Gran is doing
who knows what as usual.
[creature snarls]
[Gran growling]
[yelling]
- Dad, relax. I've got this.
- See? That's why we're putting
Eep in charge while we're gone.
- You're putting Eep in charge?
I don't think so,
because we're putting Dawn in charge.
- Right because she's a Betterman.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- It means we've been teaching Dawn
the rules of the farm
ever since she was born.
- No eating in bed,
no eating between meals,
no eating with your mouth open.
Actually, there's a whole
bunch of eating ones.
- Well, we've been teaching
Eep the rules of survival
ever since she was born. Tell 'em, Eep!
- Don't die?
- Exactly,
and it's the only rule that matters.
- To a wild animal, perhaps.
- You know what this means, right?
- Power struggle?
- No! It means you and I can
run the farm however we want.
Together!
- Oh yeah! That's way better.
- Because you are an animal!
- Look, there's no need to
argue about who's in charge.
- Right, because Eep and I
will both be in charge,
so you're all
[intensely]: banished from the farm!
- Uh, she's kidding.
We're not mad with power.
- Or are we?
[evil laughter]
Sorry. I got carried away.
- Let's live wild, the world's our own ♪
We built this wheel
now it's gunna roll ♪
You know a spark
becomes a fire wherever we go ♪
Whoa-ho-ho ♪
Stuck together,
stuck, stuck together ♪
It's an evolution
for worse or for better ♪
To find some unity ♪
For all humanity ♪
Because we're stuck together ♪
In one big family tree ♪
- Just remember, when in doubt,
ask yourself, "what would Grug do?"
And then do the opposite.
[Grug growls]
- And remember your ABCs.
BOTH: Always Be cleaning.
- No! Always be looking over your shoulder
because a predator could
strike at any time. So, A
B J Q
Think there might be a T in there
- Wait!
If you're leaving,
wh-who's gonna make me breakfast
a-and toast my toast
and spread my bounceberry jam
and top off my papaynapple juice?
- Ask Eep and Dawn.
They're in charge while we're gone.
- New management, huh?
Okay! Let's give it a whirl.
I'll take my breakfast on the veranda,
I like my chickenseal eggs runny,
and my berry cakes fluffy!
- Huh. I'm surprised
I wasn't put in charge.
You know, because I survived on
my own in the wild all those years.
- Do you wanna be in charge, Guy-boy?
- Me? No. [laughs]
I trust you and Dawn. Plus,
being in charge is a lot of pressure.
This headache's all yours.
- Aw! Thanks for not making it weird.
Mom, Dad, we're gonna miss you so much.
Now, get outta here.
- We'll be back tomorrow night!
- We know.
HOPE: Just remember, fear is your friend.
So is panic. And running and hiding.
They're all your pals!
- And my lab is off limits!
- For everyone but me. Got it.
- No! For everyone!
- At night.
- At all times!
- On it.
- Now, if eelgles attack--
- They won't.
- Oh! Oh! And if you run out of water--
- We won't.
- Of course, the farm is most
vulnerable to air attack.
I could build a protective
dome over everything before we go
EEP/DAWN: Don't!
- No sudden movements!
Sleep with both eyes open!
Use the buddy system!
- Dad! Go!
I thought they'd never leave.
♪
[growling, snarling]
[barking]
So, what should we do first?
DAWN: Well,
normally, we clean the kitchen first,
then the living room, then the bedrooms
- Dawn! We're in charge now, remember?
- You're right. What was I thinking?
Let's clean the bathroom first.
- Dawn, you're not getting it!
Those are our parents rules.
But, they're not here. Which means
we can do whatever we want.
We can take Chunky Cat out for a joy ride,
or go night diving.
- Or eat a piece of cake
with a dinner fork
instead of a dessert fork!
- Ooh! Or, we can make Thunk breakfast!
That's a fun and cool thing
we could do, right, G-man?
- Don't ask me, T-bone. I'm not in charge.
I'm just along for the ride. [sighs]
[panting, growling]
No weight on my shoulders
and nothing on my mind.
[laughs] Wait, is this
what it's like to be you?
- Pretty much!
- Huh. Now, I get it.
This is nice.
DAWN: This is nice
because if there are no rules,
that means we can do anything?
- Anything.
- [deep voice]: Yes! No rules!
[cheering]
I am totally not putting
that chair back. No rules!
- No rules!
♪
[roaring]
[laughing, cheering]
[laughing, yelling]
- Yeah!
- Woo!
[grunting]
- I know you guys said
there was breakfast in here,
but I'm just I'm not seeing it.
Are you guys sure--
[screaming, grunting]
- Trampoline combo go!
[grunting, yelling]
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
[laughs] You're up, Dawn.
Bounce this baby to the bone!
- [panting] Trampoline combo whoa!
[grunting]
- Trampoline combo no!
[grunting]
[punch monkeys screeching]
- Phil said
[imitating]: the maximum occupancy
for the elevator is four.
- And Phil's way off
because there's room for one more.
But not one more Chunky!
- Chunky, no!
[smash]
[grunting]
- Phil's lab minus one Phil.
♪
[laughing]
ALL:
Sash! Sash! Sash! Sash! Sash! Sash! Sash!
[cheering]
[sloths chirping]
- [sighs] No rules.
[cheering]
♪
- No [yawns] rules
- No rules!
- Ah!
[grunts] Eep, what are you doing?
- What are you doing?
- Uh, going to bed?
- Why?
- Because it's bedtime?
- Dawn! No rules means no bedtime!
- Whoa. This is uncharted territory.
What do we do?
- We stay up all night.
- Yes! Because this is our time!
Our moment!
Sorry. I drank way too much
bitter bean juice at dinner,
and now I can't close my eyes,
and I'm just gonna go run in circles
until the sun comes up. Woohoo!
- Hm. No sleep.
- No sleep!
BOTH: Awake boom!
[snoring]
- Ah! Ah. Dawn? You awake?
- [gasps] Wide awake!
- Me, too!
This is the best!
- The best!
- But, maybe
we should get a little sleep.
Just so we're fresh for tomorrow.
Not because we have to.
- No, because we want to. It's our choice.
[both sigh]
[soft snoring]
♪
[snoring]
[gasps]
[Eep yawns]
- You ready for another
rule-free day of fun?
I was thinking we could do
a cart race down the hill.
- Definitely against the rules,
so we're doing it.
THUNK: And I was thinking
we could make me breakfast
because I am starving.
- Thunk, if you want breakfast,
make it yourself.
- But that's not how this works.
Someone else makes me breakfast,
and I eat it.
- Not anymore.
Grab yourself some breakfast pie, T-bone.
- It's not scrambled eggs, but it is pie,
so yes.
[Sandy snarls]
Hey! That's my pie!
[panting]
[gasp] And that's my spot!
Do you know how long it took me
to mold that spot to my body?
- No rules, Thunk. Couch is fair game,
[Sandy giggles]
just like Phil's lab equipment,
which I'm totally using.
[boom]
Ah! [laughs]
Awesome.
[Eep laughs]
- No rules!
- No rules!
- [gasps] Hey! Why are you wasting pie?
- Because we can!
We can do whatever we want!
Parents are so wrong! We don't need rules!
[monkeys shrieking]
- What was that?
[growls]
- It sounds like punch monkeys,
but where is it coming from?
- Let's take a look on mirror window.
♪
[monkeys chattering]
Got 'em!
GUY: Are they knocking on the gate?
Why are they knocking?
They're punch monkeys, not knock monkeys.
- And I think they wanna come in.
- Punch monkeys aren't
allowed inside the wall.
- Is what our parents would say
because they have rules,
but we don't.
- Maybe the punch monkeys aren't all bad.
In fact, I bet if we give them a chance--
[boom]
GUY: Ah!
I should really stop making
these coco-booms.
- Well, Dawn, what do you say?
- I say "Let. Them. In."
BOTH: Let them in! Let them in!
- Who's gonna clean up this mess?
Usually, I make the mess,
and then someone else cleans it up.
EEP: Not anymore!
You want that mess cleaned up?
You can clean it up yourself.
[panting]
[monkeys chattering]
- Clean it up myself
Huh. Never tried that before. Interesting.
[grunting]
♪
[screeching]
[grunting]
- What'd he say?
- He said they heard us having fun.
[screeches]
Ow. And they want in.
- See? Our parents are
totally wrong about this!
Fun brings everyone together,
even punch monkeys.
- Guy, ask them if they want a cart race.
[grunting]
[monkeys screeching]
Oh, and tell them it used
to be totally against the rules,
just like them being here. But,
things have changed around here.
- Yeah. Tell 'em we're running
a brave new farm.
Except for the treehouse
because if our parents find out
we let the punch monkeys go in there,
none of us will be safe.
[grunting]
[screeching]
[shrieking]
[Guy yelling]
GUY: Teeth! Why would you do that?!
They said yes!
And everything's going dark.
EEP:
Okay, guys. First one to the bottom wins.
- Other than that, no rules.
[shrieks]
- Ow! They wanna know
if you really mean that.
- Of course we mean it!
[growls]
- Ready, set Hey, no fair!
- We did say no rules.
GUY: Go, go, go!
♪
- There goes your head start!
[growls]
Ah!
Hey! Who's throwing papaynapples?
- Well, we are in a no rules race
against the punch monkeys, so
- No problem!
We can not play by the rules, too!
[grunting]
[shrieks]
Yes! Chew on that!
[shrieking]
[all grunt]
What-- They can't do that!
[all grunt]
- Actually, they can!
That's the thing about not having rules.
I thought we covered that. Ah!
[all grunt]
- So, what can we do?
- We can do anything!
We can use a vine to pull
them outta their cart!
- Do we have a vine?
- No!
[grunting]
- Oh! We can use bounceberries
to make their wheels sticky
and slow them down!
- Do we have bounceberries?
- No!
Maybe we should just
ram our cart into theirs!
- Good idea. No rules!
GUY: Ah!
No good!
EEP: No kidding!
- And no brakes!
[all screaming]
I guess we lost the race!
GUY: Yeah! But it's worth it!
This view is sublime!
- Yeah, it's great, but we should
probably get out of this cart
before it crashes!
- Good call! Crashing is the worst!
- Okay! Everybody jump on three!
One--
[crash]
[grunts]
[Eep growls]
- What'd he say?
- "Chew on that."
- I'm starting to rethink
rethinking the rules.
Our parents are not going
to be happy about this.
I know, especially my dad.
The outhouse is his
favorite place on the farm!
But, it's a small price
to pay for freedom.
- True, and at least
the damage is out here
and not in the treehouse.
- Oh no. They're headed for the treehouse!
[chattering]
- Oh no, they're not. [whistles]
Sandy, you can outrun
a punch monkey, right?
[growling]
Translate for me, Guy-boy.
GUY: Whoa!
- Good race, punch monkeys!
You're pretty fast.
[grunting]
But, are you fast enough to catch Sandy?
[grunting]
[panting]
[growling]
[howls]
[monkeys shrieking]
Okay, bought us some time.
Let's get to work.
- What on flat Earth happened?
I just finished cleaning up
the other mess! [gasps]
EEP: We let the punch monkeys
come inside the wall,
but we can't let them
come inside the treehouse.
- Right. So, how do we keep them out?
- Well, if I was in charge, which I'm not,
I'd draw up a blueprint
of the entire treehouse
to identify possible entry points. Hm?
And then, if I was in charge,
which I'm not, I'd set up
a bunch of booby traps at said
entry points, so they couldn't get in.
- Guy-boy, how would you like to be in
charge of keeping the punch monkeys out?
- Yes! Don't get me wrong,
going along for the ride
has its perks,
but nothing beats
calling the shots.
- I'm all for whatever it is you guys
are cooking up here,
but do me a favor? Keep it clean.
- Are you okay?
- I'm not sure.
I just put something where it belongs!
And instead of leaving crumbs,
I'm sweeping brooms.
I used to watch window.
Now, I'm cleaning it!
I don't know who I am anymore! Ah!
[panting]
[screeching]
[grunting]
♪
[screaming]
BOTH: Yeah!
- Okay, we're ready.
Where are the punch monkeys?
- Let's check mirror window.
- Ah-ah! I'll do it.
Don't want you leaving smudges.
[Sandy panting]
- Looks like Sandy ran too fast
and lost the punch monkeys.
- Ah, and now the punch monkeys
are trying to get into the treehouse!
- [laughs] Not on our watch!
Let's show these punch monkeys
we can punch back.
DAWN: Whoa!
[chattering]
- Let's shake it till we make it.
[both grunting]
Ha!
BOTH: Boom!
- Now! Ha ha!
[shrieks]
[chattering]
- Coco-boom!
[shrieking]
DAWN:
Monkey see,
monkey don't.
[shrieks]
- Uh, can I interest you in a banana?
[shrieking]
- Spin it to win it! [laughs] Yeah!
♪
- Well, they're gone.
But the mess isn't. And would it
kill any of you to use a coaster?!
[bang, gasping]
- What was that? An earthquake?
- Worse. It's a punch-quake.
[monkeys chattering]
I think they're trying
to punch their way in.
- Or punch us out!
- Either way,
we have a punch problem. Guy,
you think you can punch
some sense into them?
- Into punch monkeys?
No. [sighs] But I'll try.
♪
[growling]
[grunting]
You make a great point. Oh! Ah!
[chattering]
I feel the same way. No hard feelings.
- How's it going out here?
GUY: Not to punch my own horn,
but I think I punched them into leaving.
- That's great! I can't handle
one more mess today. [laughs]
You know what?
We should all celebrate together.
Come on in, punch monkeys!
[growl, shrieking]
- No-- Thunk!
- Oh. I'll get the broom.
[monkeys chattering]
[monkeys chattering]
[objects clattering]
♪
[belches]
- I was so wrong about rules.
- Yeah because without rules,
this happens.
[chattering, screaming]
- The good news is our parents
aren't here to see this.
- Yet! But, we need
to stop the punch monkeys
before they get back.
- Maybe we don't stop them.
Maybe we join them.
- What are you talking about?
- The punch monkeys love to break rules.
Let's see how much rule-breaking
they can handle, hm?
- But, I thought we agreed we need rules.
- We do, right after we break
every single one of them.
- Makes perfect sense.
Fruit fight!
[monkeys chatter]
[shrieking]
[gasping]
- [sighs] No point in
cleaning until this is all over.
[grunting]
[chattering]
- Tree surfing!
[monkeys shrieking]
EEP/DAWN: Woohoo!
[smash]
♪
Cart jousting!
EEP: Yeah!
[shrieking]
[crash]
[both laughing]
One more, and we'll set
a new new elevator record!
Come on, Chunky!
[shrieking]
[smash]
[monkeys yelling]
Monkey bounce!
[all grunt]
- I think they're running out of steam!
- So, let's turn up the heat!
[all panting]
[monkeys chattering]
Come on, punch monkeys!
Roll with the punches!
[all panting]
And the boulders!
loud dance music playing ♪
[drumming, laughter]
[snoring]
- Oh! What's the matter, punch monkeys?
You can't handle a good time?
- Yeah! The night's young!
We're just getting started!
[giggling]
- We did it! And with plenty of time
before our parents get back!
muffled music ♪
- What is that noise? Is that drumming?
Where's it coming from?
- I'm guessing the treehouse.
- And I'm guessing
the kids are breaking most,
if not all, the rules.
- Well, they're certainly breaking
the "no percussion instruments
after dark" rule!
- And those lights are like
a big flashing sign that says,
"Hey, predators!
Delicious kids here! Come eat us!"
- When I'm done with those kids,
they will never break another rule.
- No. When we're done with those kids,
[knuckles crack]
they'll never break another rule.
- [whispering]:
This is the last of them, right?
- [whispering]: Yup.
You wanna do the honors?
- Feels good to get these
monkeys off our backs. [grunts]
[snoring]
EEP: You know,
they're kinda cute when they're sleeping.
- They sure are, Eep. They sure are.
- Well, we did it.
And we've learned a valuable lesson.
- Rules are there for a reason.
But, if you get in trouble
because you broke the rules,
you can fix things by breaking more rules.
GRAN:
Good lesson.
That takes care of one mess,
but what are you gonna do
when your parents see this mess?
[chickenseals clucking]
[growling]
- Well, I know what
I'm gonna do. [grunting]
Eep, let me rip!
- Sorry, Dawn. I don't think
we can launch our way out of this.
- Well, whatever you do,
you'd better do it quick.
I clocked your parents
headed home on my way back.
- "Way back"? From where?
- What's with all the questions?!
- I-it was just the one question.
- One too many. Now,
I'll go slow 'em down.
That'll buy you some
time to figure this out.
- You're gonna help us? Why?
- Because I was young once, too,
before the moon was born.
And stop asking so many questions!
- Okay, we don't have much time.
What are we gonna do?
- ABC. Always Be Cleaning.
- Did someone say clean?
- Seriously, who are you?
PHIL:
I just hope they didn't touch my lab
because that's my place.
- Or the outhouse because that's my place.
[yelling]
[all grunt]
- Mom! What are you--
- Shh!
I'm saving your lives.
There's a pack
of angry scorpulions on the prowl.
- What? Scorpulions are jungle dwellers.
They prefer a balmy climate.
Why would scorpulions
be prowling around here?
- Oh no! Scorpulions!
[yelling]
[hitting]
Too many questions.
[snoring]
[screaming]
♪
[grunting]
[humming]
[muttering]
[grumbling]
- Hyah!
- The kitchen is spotless.
- The branches outside
are perfectly pie-free.
- The outhouse is an outhouse again.
♪
- Ah, ha! We caught you!
- Oh. Hey, Dad.
I'm just writing in my bark journal.
- Mm-hmm. I'm making a scented candle.
[sniff, sighs] Lavender. Mm-mmm.
- I'm, uh [nervous laugh]
sitting on this chair that I never left
because nothing happened
and everything is normal.
- I'm painting a portrait of all of you.
And Sandy's sharpening an ax.
[scraping]
[giggling]
- Wait Everything looks fine.
- Better than fine.
It's cleaner than we left it.
No crumbs, no dirt, no fires.
- And no one's been eaten.
- Yep. We were just enjoying a quiet night
of cleaning and following the rules.
- I see. But what about the drumming?
- Just a little cleaning music.
- And those lights?
- You need light to see dirt.
Ooh! I missed a spot.
- Well, now I know something's wrong.
Thunk, give me that broom!
- [whispering]: I don't know if I can.
- Is it so hard to believe
we could take care of ourselves?
- Yes, because you're kids,
and kids don't follow the rules.
- These kids do.
- I guess so.
Looks like everything's fine.
You guys did a great job.
- Oh, Dawn! I knew
you could do it.
I'm so proud of you!
And I'm so tired.
- That's probably just
the scorpulion venom.
We all got stung on our way back.
- Fortunately for us,
Gran was there to chase them off.
Never got to thank her though.
She was gone when she woke.
Probably still out there,
exacting vengeance.
♪
- Anyway, it was a long day,
and I'm seeing double.
So, good night.
[overlapping good nights]
- Phew! That was close!
But we pulled it off.
- Yep,
and our parents will never
know what really happened.
No rules.
- No rules.
- No rules.
[Sandy howling]
THUNK:
I'm starving!
What? I am.
♪
- What's this?
♪
[explosion]
[all yell]
GRUG:
Kids!
- I might have missed a coco-boom.
- So, we need to find a new place to live.
♪
theme music playing ♪