Harvey Beaks (2015) s02e18 Episode Script
Hug Life; On the Fence
[cheerful music.]
# Harvey # # Harvey # # Harvey # Hey, Harvey.
Check out the inside of this bag.
Okay.
Here I come.
Whoa! This is a cool bag.
I love this material! It's got a nice scent to it.
Kind of musky.
You know what? This would be a great picnic bag.
You could fit so many snacks in here! Honestly, coolest thing I've seen today.
Whoa! [bluesy rock and roll music.]
[bell rings, pool balls clack.]
[pours water.]
- Foo? - Hey, man.
Sorry, cool bag, but this is the coolest thing I've seen today.
[music.]
Hey, Boss.
Got some new meat.
Hi, Mr.
Boss Sir! I'm Harvey Beaks.
- I know who you are, kid.
- [gasps.]
Blister! I really like your little club, Blister, - and your little baby too.
- Bobo's no baby! He's a monster.
Yes, aren't you my little monster? Yes, you are! And it isn't a club.
It's a gang.
The Devilled Eggs.
That's so cool! [Bobo whimpers.]
Oh, hi there.
I want Harvey to join The Devilled Eggs too.
This little cream puff's way too soft for gang life.
Hey! I'm tough! I'll prove it.
Would a cream puff dance like this? [orchestral pop music plays.]
Harvey's cool, Blister.
Look, I know this guy.
He's totally Devilled Eggs material.
Just give him a chance.
All right, fine.
[music.]
[music stops.]
Wow! A Devilled Eggs jacket? But where's the patch? You gotta pass initiation first, and it ain't easy.
- You got this, dude.
- I won't let you down.
I'm gonna prove how tough I am.
[giggles.]
[suspenseful music.]
Okay, this is your first task, bub.
You see that fire alarm over there? I sure do.
You gotta set it off.
Send all these dorks runnin'.
You want me to pull the alarm even though there's no fire? I want this place empty.
You got that? Hmm I think I'm pickin' up what you're puttin' down.
I'm smellin' what you're cookin'.
I think I'm catchin' what you're Just go do it! Okay! If he can pull this off, this place will erupt in chao [static over intercom.]
[on intercom.]
Good morning, everyone.
I hope you're having a peaceful reading experience.
- Huh? - This is your friendly neighborhood Harvey Beaks, here to announce a surprise fire drill.
- What? - [on intercom.]
In a moment, our lovely librarian will activate the alarm.
[alarm blares.]
Calmly bookmark your page, and leave through the emergency exits.
We're sorry to interrupt your reading adventures, but what's an adventure without standard safety protocol? Thank you.
[alarm stops.]
What the heck was that? I completed the challenge.
Well, he technically did what you said.
The place is empty.
[grumbling.]
Huh, yeah, I guess so.
All right, kid, not bad.
But the next test ain't so easy.
You gotta survive a ride down Dead Man's Hill.
Sure does seem deadly.
It's covered in sharp turns, 50-foot drops, and some of it is just on fire! I don't know why, but it's stinkin' sweet! Only the toughest of the tough can Hey, sorry.
Could you repeat that? I got a bit preoccupied.
Oh, uh, sure.
Dead Man's Hill is covered in sharp turns, 50-foot drops, and a butterfly garden? What the heck happened? I organized a community effort to renovate the park.
Now it's not so scary.
Anyways, I gotta complete my trial.
Weeee! He took something scary and made it beautiful.
- [grumbles.]
- Aw, come on, Blister.
I know Harvey's got a weird way of doing things, and, sure, he's a bit of a dork, but he's still super cool.
He's totally gang material.
Well, I'll admit, the kid is impressive.
And he's finding his way through all my tests.
I mean, this place does look incredi oh, my heck.
Whew! What a lovely ride.
All right, kid, you've earned my respect.
- Does this mean I get my patch? - Not yet.
You still have one more test.
But I have decided to give you a nickname.
Baby Teeth.
Is that some kind of metaphor about how even though I'm little right now, I have a lot of potential and room to grow? No, it's just 'cause your mouth is so tiny.
Seriously, it's so small.
Like, wow.
[music.]
Okay, Baby Teeth, listen up.
This is the home base for our rival gang, The Hip Bones.
Rival gang? This plot's getting so thick, you could spread it on toast.
Now, your task is to sneak in and put this little shirt on their gang mascot.
It says, "Yolk's On You!" You pass this test, you get your patch.
Good luck! Thank you for believing in me! [grunts.]
Okay.
Now to find the evil gang in this lovely home? Cookies? Floral arrangements? Knitting and kindness? This place is full of sweeties.
Hmm.
Oh! Is that the mascot? Is this even a gang? Um, hi, excuse me, Miss.
Oh, hello there, little one.
Please, call me Fuzzy.
Nice to meet you, Fuzzy.
So, I was wondering, you're not part of some dastardly gang, right? A gang? Oh, heavens no.
We're all quite wholesome here.
I'm so sorry, it's just I've been auditioning for a part in this gang, The Devilled Eggs, and I'm supposed to prank you, but you're so sweet.
My baby teeth are never gonna grow up into big kid teeth and I'll never be a [panting.]
Aw, aren't you just a sad, little nugget? I'm sure this is just a big ol' misunderstanding.
Now, how about me and a few of the folks here take you back to your little clubhouse? Um, sure.
That'd be great.
[door opens.]
Okay, here's the secret hideout! - [gasps.]
- Hey, Blister! This is Fuzzy.
Oh [laughs.]
Looks like I finally found your secret hideout, Blister.
- Wait.
What? - Get 'em, gang! Fire the crochet net, Blanche! No! We're trapped! - But it's so comfy.
- Gang? I thought you were a sweet, old lady.
You're bad? I'm bad to the hip bone, kid.
Get it? Tear this place up.
[both shout.]
[stammers and gasps.]
[thermostat beeps and air whooshes.]
[gasps.]
[Bobo barks.]
[gasps.]
No! Bobo! [barks and whimpers.]
[laughs.]
Who's the yolk on now, Blister? Later, eggheads! Oh, and thanks again, kid.
Couldn't have done it without you.
[laughs.]
Oh, no! [door closes.]
[all groaning.]
Oh, Bobo! My sweet Bobo! Our gang is ruined! This is all my fault.
I guess there's no devil in my egg.
I'll see myself out.
Harvey, wait! Don't look at me.
I'm just a sad, little cream puff, not even tough enough to put a T-shirt on a pet.
Dude, listen.
You are your own brand of tough.
That's what makes you special.
- You're just saying that.
- I mean it, man.
You're super tough on germs and stuff, and, like, you never give up, no matter how hard you gotta scrub.
Yeah! I am hard-core with a sponge.
Hmm Hmm! [laughs.]
[doorbell rings.]
Now, who the heck could that be? Hello? [gasps.]
Hot-diggity-dog! A third little baby just for me.
Look at all of you.
You're so cute! Now, hold tight.
I'ma get you some treats.
Hey.
[Bobo and Cupcake whimper.]
I found this big ol' bag of cookies.
Wanna split it with me? [dramatic musical sting.]
Babies? Where are you, sweeties? [music.]
What? Well, this is the place.
There you are! Give me back my Bobo! He needs his medication! You give me back my Cupcake! I got your stupid note, you old geezer! I got your stupid note! Ladies and gentlemen, I wrote those stupid notes! [all gasp.]
Yeah! I got your little buggies, and the only way you're ever gonna see 'em again is if you do what I say.
Tell us your demands.
I demand you kiss and make up.
- What? - Heck no! Do it! [music.]
Hey! Do it tender! [both grumbling.]
That's better.
Okay, a deal's a deal.
They were a little dirty, so I gave them a bath.
[Cupcake barks.]
Hope you don't mind.
[both gasp.]
Both: Ooh! [overlapping chatter.]
[bell tings.]
Kid, I was wrong about you.
You may not be tough in the traditional sense, but unifying enemies like this, well I'd say that's pretty punk.
Here's your patch, Baby Teeth.
Glad to have you.
I'm a Devilled Egg! Thank you so much for letting me join your company, sir! It's not a company.
It's a oh, whatever.
[bell tings.]
[whimsical music.]
[sighs.]
Aah! [music.]
[both grunt.]
Oh, excuse me! - After you.
- Oh, oh, no.
- After you.
- No, no, after you.
- After you.
- Excuse me, fellas.
Both: After you! [music.]
[gasps.]
My hummus! [container thuds on ground.]
Oh, cool! [rousing music.]
So I found a fence.
Both: Wow! What should we name it? I'm gonna call him "Harvey.
" That's just confusing.
We can call it whatever we want.
With a little fresh paint, it'll be something all of Littlebark can enjoy.
People will come from all over to jump over it, climb it, walk around it.
There's about a million ways to have fun here.
I'm having fun already! One thing is for sure.
This is gonna be the best white fence anyone has ever seen.
- Wait! - Huh? Uh, I hope you're not planning on painting that fence white.
Don't you think it would look better as a yellow fence? A nice, golden yellow.
I guess yellow's fine with me.
Is that okay with you guys? - We don't care.
- Okay.
Yellow it is.
[munching and grumbling.]
This icing tastes terrible! - What's that? - Oh well, we're just about to paint this fence.
I think it should be pink, like me.
Uh, hold on a second there, Princess.
Don't you think a pink fence would be a bit garish? I mean, yellow is such a nice, inoffensive color.
Yeah, right! Pink is high-class and awesome.
Yellow is something you put in a toilet.
Look, it's gotta be yellow, and that's that.
Ew! Pink is way cuter! - Yellow! Yellow! - Pink! What are you gonna do about this, Harvey? - Yeah! - Uh I know! So, thank you all for coming to this community assembly.
I'd like to give a special shout-out to my mom's marshmallows bars for being so delicious.
Good luck with your political movement, sweetie! I love you, Mommy! I'd also like to give a special shout-out to Bartleburt for letting me use this library rec room.
I love you, Bartleburt! About the fence.
It's old, unsightly, and we're going to do something about it.
Well, some people like big, ugly eyesores, like my son Randl.
He'll be loved someday.
So in an effort to keep Littlebark beautiful, we're going to vote on what color to paint the fence.
It's called democracy.
Sounds like something fake invented by the government! Right.
So, we're gonna hear a couple arguments.
If we could just talk one at a time Let me handle this, Harvey.
The last thing Littlebark needs is another monument to oddballs.
Allow me to tell you about a little color called yellow.
Yellow, a color of tradition in our community.
It's a color of family and a color of togetherness.
Yellow is well, it's just what's right.
[chimes tinkling.]
And also, pink will cause the downfall of society! Like this perfectly good vanilla ice cream! It's been ruined by chunks of pink berries! Fear it! Fear the pink! [all screaming.]
- Ah! Ah! - Thank you for your time, and may the color yellow bless each and every one of aah! Ever since yesterday, my main goal in life is to paint the fence pink, and this will explain why.
[hip-hop music plays.]
[beeping.]
# Hot and pink # [staccato vocalizing.]
# Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot # # Yeah pink # [music stops.]
Hmm, yeah, I could blindly follow that.
So, basically, the fence should be pink, and anyone who disagrees with me can go straight to - Okay! - [groans.]
So, now that we've heard from both sides, in addition to the literature on paint samples we distributed earlier, you should all now be well informed enough to vote.
- [whimpering.]
- [snoring.]
Make sure your voice is heard.
Once you've filled out your ballot, please drop them into the ballot box handled by our lovely volunteers.
We will announce the election results at the fence tomorrow.
Thank you for your time and patience.
See you tomorrow.
Well, it's tomorrow, and we're all here at the fence.
And, as promised, the results of the election.
Foo, Fee, tell us if the fence will be yellow or pink! - Neither! - Huh? - The votes are tied.
- Yup.
- Completely even.
- A tie? I didn't go getting out of bed before noon for this! 35, 45 wait! Someone didn't vote.
Uh Kratz, we've always been friends.
And you wouldn't let your friend lose, would you? You don't even have to like me! Just vote pink already! Come on, Kratz.
Do your civic duty.
[sighs.]
Okay.
And the final tie-breaking vote is for green? Oh, a free thinker! - An individualist! - Sorry.
Now, now, now, in democracy, even the useless votes are counted.
[wind whooshes.]
Well, obviously democracy is broken! Is this the fall of society? Do we just start jabbing each other with sticks now? All right, I'll take a thousand bucks for half a tank of gasoline! Bring on the apocalypse! [overlapping arguing.]
Everyone! Calm down! Just go home and come back tomorrow.
I'll think of a way to fix all of this, I promise.
[overlapping agreements.]
[quirky music.]
All right.
We're doing this for Littlebark.
You sure you don't want to watch everyone fight? No.
I just want everyone to be happy.
You know what to do.
Anyway, it feels like we were just here.
Hm.
[all gasp.]
- Oh! - What? What is it? I want to see! [gasps.]
It's it's pink! Remember, people, if anyone tries to rationally debate you, you shout them down! [all gasp.]
A yellow fence? It's a gosh-darn miracle! [overlapping happy chatter.]
Just a second.
Wait.
Why are you guys happy? The fence is pink.
We won, you weirdos.
- Hey! - What? So, what do you guys think? Pretty great, huh? [overlapping angry screaming.]
It's called compromise.
That way, everybody wins.
But it's not winning if the people who are wrong don't lose! Even knowing the other side is yellow, I just I'm gonna throw up.
Oh, yeah? Well, how do you feel about this? [grunts.]
- [gasps.]
Ah! [growls.]
Attack! - [screams.]
- [grunts.]
[overlapping angry shouting.]
What about our town spirit? Keeping Littlebark pretty? [gasps.]
Harvey's dead! I'm not dead, Foo, democracy is.
Fire! [rock music.]
Aah! Oh! The fence should be red! The fence should be green! [grunts.]
[laughs.]
Whoa! Harvey, this is really getting out of hand.
We gotta do something.
What's the point in doing anything? Everyone just wants to keep fighting anyway.
You can't be sure of that.
Let me check if they're still fighting.
Yup, they're still fighting.
[laughs.]
[screams.]
[both grunt.]
[music.]
Look out, suckers! This isn't what I wanted.
I just wanted to make the fence nice for everyone.
[gentle uplifting music.]
[sighs.]
You know, it's weird.
The fence looks so tiny from up here.
[music.]
[rousing orchestral music.]
Harvey? Stop! Yo, man, what are you doing? Why are you disrupting our fight? What insightful thing could you have to say right now? I realized something.
Littlebark is a beautiful town full of beautiful people of many different colors.
- Yellow, pink, green, and even purple.
- Aww.
On one hand, it doesn't matter what color we paint the fence, but on the other, it's the most important decision in the world because it represents us.
So I say there.
This is how we paint it.
- Okay, sure.
- I guess that makes enough sense.
[music.]
# Harvey # # Harvey # # Harvey # Hey, Harvey.
Check out the inside of this bag.
Okay.
Here I come.
Whoa! This is a cool bag.
I love this material! It's got a nice scent to it.
Kind of musky.
You know what? This would be a great picnic bag.
You could fit so many snacks in here! Honestly, coolest thing I've seen today.
Whoa! [bluesy rock and roll music.]
[bell rings, pool balls clack.]
[pours water.]
- Foo? - Hey, man.
Sorry, cool bag, but this is the coolest thing I've seen today.
[music.]
Hey, Boss.
Got some new meat.
Hi, Mr.
Boss Sir! I'm Harvey Beaks.
- I know who you are, kid.
- [gasps.]
Blister! I really like your little club, Blister, - and your little baby too.
- Bobo's no baby! He's a monster.
Yes, aren't you my little monster? Yes, you are! And it isn't a club.
It's a gang.
The Devilled Eggs.
That's so cool! [Bobo whimpers.]
Oh, hi there.
I want Harvey to join The Devilled Eggs too.
This little cream puff's way too soft for gang life.
Hey! I'm tough! I'll prove it.
Would a cream puff dance like this? [orchestral pop music plays.]
Harvey's cool, Blister.
Look, I know this guy.
He's totally Devilled Eggs material.
Just give him a chance.
All right, fine.
[music.]
[music stops.]
Wow! A Devilled Eggs jacket? But where's the patch? You gotta pass initiation first, and it ain't easy.
- You got this, dude.
- I won't let you down.
I'm gonna prove how tough I am.
[giggles.]
[suspenseful music.]
Okay, this is your first task, bub.
You see that fire alarm over there? I sure do.
You gotta set it off.
Send all these dorks runnin'.
You want me to pull the alarm even though there's no fire? I want this place empty.
You got that? Hmm I think I'm pickin' up what you're puttin' down.
I'm smellin' what you're cookin'.
I think I'm catchin' what you're Just go do it! Okay! If he can pull this off, this place will erupt in chao [static over intercom.]
[on intercom.]
Good morning, everyone.
I hope you're having a peaceful reading experience.
- Huh? - This is your friendly neighborhood Harvey Beaks, here to announce a surprise fire drill.
- What? - [on intercom.]
In a moment, our lovely librarian will activate the alarm.
[alarm blares.]
Calmly bookmark your page, and leave through the emergency exits.
We're sorry to interrupt your reading adventures, but what's an adventure without standard safety protocol? Thank you.
[alarm stops.]
What the heck was that? I completed the challenge.
Well, he technically did what you said.
The place is empty.
[grumbling.]
Huh, yeah, I guess so.
All right, kid, not bad.
But the next test ain't so easy.
You gotta survive a ride down Dead Man's Hill.
Sure does seem deadly.
It's covered in sharp turns, 50-foot drops, and some of it is just on fire! I don't know why, but it's stinkin' sweet! Only the toughest of the tough can Hey, sorry.
Could you repeat that? I got a bit preoccupied.
Oh, uh, sure.
Dead Man's Hill is covered in sharp turns, 50-foot drops, and a butterfly garden? What the heck happened? I organized a community effort to renovate the park.
Now it's not so scary.
Anyways, I gotta complete my trial.
Weeee! He took something scary and made it beautiful.
- [grumbles.]
- Aw, come on, Blister.
I know Harvey's got a weird way of doing things, and, sure, he's a bit of a dork, but he's still super cool.
He's totally gang material.
Well, I'll admit, the kid is impressive.
And he's finding his way through all my tests.
I mean, this place does look incredi oh, my heck.
Whew! What a lovely ride.
All right, kid, you've earned my respect.
- Does this mean I get my patch? - Not yet.
You still have one more test.
But I have decided to give you a nickname.
Baby Teeth.
Is that some kind of metaphor about how even though I'm little right now, I have a lot of potential and room to grow? No, it's just 'cause your mouth is so tiny.
Seriously, it's so small.
Like, wow.
[music.]
Okay, Baby Teeth, listen up.
This is the home base for our rival gang, The Hip Bones.
Rival gang? This plot's getting so thick, you could spread it on toast.
Now, your task is to sneak in and put this little shirt on their gang mascot.
It says, "Yolk's On You!" You pass this test, you get your patch.
Good luck! Thank you for believing in me! [grunts.]
Okay.
Now to find the evil gang in this lovely home? Cookies? Floral arrangements? Knitting and kindness? This place is full of sweeties.
Hmm.
Oh! Is that the mascot? Is this even a gang? Um, hi, excuse me, Miss.
Oh, hello there, little one.
Please, call me Fuzzy.
Nice to meet you, Fuzzy.
So, I was wondering, you're not part of some dastardly gang, right? A gang? Oh, heavens no.
We're all quite wholesome here.
I'm so sorry, it's just I've been auditioning for a part in this gang, The Devilled Eggs, and I'm supposed to prank you, but you're so sweet.
My baby teeth are never gonna grow up into big kid teeth and I'll never be a [panting.]
Aw, aren't you just a sad, little nugget? I'm sure this is just a big ol' misunderstanding.
Now, how about me and a few of the folks here take you back to your little clubhouse? Um, sure.
That'd be great.
[door opens.]
Okay, here's the secret hideout! - [gasps.]
- Hey, Blister! This is Fuzzy.
Oh [laughs.]
Looks like I finally found your secret hideout, Blister.
- Wait.
What? - Get 'em, gang! Fire the crochet net, Blanche! No! We're trapped! - But it's so comfy.
- Gang? I thought you were a sweet, old lady.
You're bad? I'm bad to the hip bone, kid.
Get it? Tear this place up.
[both shout.]
[stammers and gasps.]
[thermostat beeps and air whooshes.]
[gasps.]
[Bobo barks.]
[gasps.]
No! Bobo! [barks and whimpers.]
[laughs.]
Who's the yolk on now, Blister? Later, eggheads! Oh, and thanks again, kid.
Couldn't have done it without you.
[laughs.]
Oh, no! [door closes.]
[all groaning.]
Oh, Bobo! My sweet Bobo! Our gang is ruined! This is all my fault.
I guess there's no devil in my egg.
I'll see myself out.
Harvey, wait! Don't look at me.
I'm just a sad, little cream puff, not even tough enough to put a T-shirt on a pet.
Dude, listen.
You are your own brand of tough.
That's what makes you special.
- You're just saying that.
- I mean it, man.
You're super tough on germs and stuff, and, like, you never give up, no matter how hard you gotta scrub.
Yeah! I am hard-core with a sponge.
Hmm Hmm! [laughs.]
[doorbell rings.]
Now, who the heck could that be? Hello? [gasps.]
Hot-diggity-dog! A third little baby just for me.
Look at all of you.
You're so cute! Now, hold tight.
I'ma get you some treats.
Hey.
[Bobo and Cupcake whimper.]
I found this big ol' bag of cookies.
Wanna split it with me? [dramatic musical sting.]
Babies? Where are you, sweeties? [music.]
What? Well, this is the place.
There you are! Give me back my Bobo! He needs his medication! You give me back my Cupcake! I got your stupid note, you old geezer! I got your stupid note! Ladies and gentlemen, I wrote those stupid notes! [all gasp.]
Yeah! I got your little buggies, and the only way you're ever gonna see 'em again is if you do what I say.
Tell us your demands.
I demand you kiss and make up.
- What? - Heck no! Do it! [music.]
Hey! Do it tender! [both grumbling.]
That's better.
Okay, a deal's a deal.
They were a little dirty, so I gave them a bath.
[Cupcake barks.]
Hope you don't mind.
[both gasp.]
Both: Ooh! [overlapping chatter.]
[bell tings.]
Kid, I was wrong about you.
You may not be tough in the traditional sense, but unifying enemies like this, well I'd say that's pretty punk.
Here's your patch, Baby Teeth.
Glad to have you.
I'm a Devilled Egg! Thank you so much for letting me join your company, sir! It's not a company.
It's a oh, whatever.
[bell tings.]
[whimsical music.]
[sighs.]
Aah! [music.]
[both grunt.]
Oh, excuse me! - After you.
- Oh, oh, no.
- After you.
- No, no, after you.
- After you.
- Excuse me, fellas.
Both: After you! [music.]
[gasps.]
My hummus! [container thuds on ground.]
Oh, cool! [rousing music.]
So I found a fence.
Both: Wow! What should we name it? I'm gonna call him "Harvey.
" That's just confusing.
We can call it whatever we want.
With a little fresh paint, it'll be something all of Littlebark can enjoy.
People will come from all over to jump over it, climb it, walk around it.
There's about a million ways to have fun here.
I'm having fun already! One thing is for sure.
This is gonna be the best white fence anyone has ever seen.
- Wait! - Huh? Uh, I hope you're not planning on painting that fence white.
Don't you think it would look better as a yellow fence? A nice, golden yellow.
I guess yellow's fine with me.
Is that okay with you guys? - We don't care.
- Okay.
Yellow it is.
[munching and grumbling.]
This icing tastes terrible! - What's that? - Oh well, we're just about to paint this fence.
I think it should be pink, like me.
Uh, hold on a second there, Princess.
Don't you think a pink fence would be a bit garish? I mean, yellow is such a nice, inoffensive color.
Yeah, right! Pink is high-class and awesome.
Yellow is something you put in a toilet.
Look, it's gotta be yellow, and that's that.
Ew! Pink is way cuter! - Yellow! Yellow! - Pink! What are you gonna do about this, Harvey? - Yeah! - Uh I know! So, thank you all for coming to this community assembly.
I'd like to give a special shout-out to my mom's marshmallows bars for being so delicious.
Good luck with your political movement, sweetie! I love you, Mommy! I'd also like to give a special shout-out to Bartleburt for letting me use this library rec room.
I love you, Bartleburt! About the fence.
It's old, unsightly, and we're going to do something about it.
Well, some people like big, ugly eyesores, like my son Randl.
He'll be loved someday.
So in an effort to keep Littlebark beautiful, we're going to vote on what color to paint the fence.
It's called democracy.
Sounds like something fake invented by the government! Right.
So, we're gonna hear a couple arguments.
If we could just talk one at a time Let me handle this, Harvey.
The last thing Littlebark needs is another monument to oddballs.
Allow me to tell you about a little color called yellow.
Yellow, a color of tradition in our community.
It's a color of family and a color of togetherness.
Yellow is well, it's just what's right.
[chimes tinkling.]
And also, pink will cause the downfall of society! Like this perfectly good vanilla ice cream! It's been ruined by chunks of pink berries! Fear it! Fear the pink! [all screaming.]
- Ah! Ah! - Thank you for your time, and may the color yellow bless each and every one of aah! Ever since yesterday, my main goal in life is to paint the fence pink, and this will explain why.
[hip-hop music plays.]
[beeping.]
# Hot and pink # [staccato vocalizing.]
# Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot # # Yeah pink # [music stops.]
Hmm, yeah, I could blindly follow that.
So, basically, the fence should be pink, and anyone who disagrees with me can go straight to - Okay! - [groans.]
So, now that we've heard from both sides, in addition to the literature on paint samples we distributed earlier, you should all now be well informed enough to vote.
- [whimpering.]
- [snoring.]
Make sure your voice is heard.
Once you've filled out your ballot, please drop them into the ballot box handled by our lovely volunteers.
We will announce the election results at the fence tomorrow.
Thank you for your time and patience.
See you tomorrow.
Well, it's tomorrow, and we're all here at the fence.
And, as promised, the results of the election.
Foo, Fee, tell us if the fence will be yellow or pink! - Neither! - Huh? - The votes are tied.
- Yup.
- Completely even.
- A tie? I didn't go getting out of bed before noon for this! 35, 45 wait! Someone didn't vote.
Uh Kratz, we've always been friends.
And you wouldn't let your friend lose, would you? You don't even have to like me! Just vote pink already! Come on, Kratz.
Do your civic duty.
[sighs.]
Okay.
And the final tie-breaking vote is for green? Oh, a free thinker! - An individualist! - Sorry.
Now, now, now, in democracy, even the useless votes are counted.
[wind whooshes.]
Well, obviously democracy is broken! Is this the fall of society? Do we just start jabbing each other with sticks now? All right, I'll take a thousand bucks for half a tank of gasoline! Bring on the apocalypse! [overlapping arguing.]
Everyone! Calm down! Just go home and come back tomorrow.
I'll think of a way to fix all of this, I promise.
[overlapping agreements.]
[quirky music.]
All right.
We're doing this for Littlebark.
You sure you don't want to watch everyone fight? No.
I just want everyone to be happy.
You know what to do.
Anyway, it feels like we were just here.
Hm.
[all gasp.]
- Oh! - What? What is it? I want to see! [gasps.]
It's it's pink! Remember, people, if anyone tries to rationally debate you, you shout them down! [all gasp.]
A yellow fence? It's a gosh-darn miracle! [overlapping happy chatter.]
Just a second.
Wait.
Why are you guys happy? The fence is pink.
We won, you weirdos.
- Hey! - What? So, what do you guys think? Pretty great, huh? [overlapping angry screaming.]
It's called compromise.
That way, everybody wins.
But it's not winning if the people who are wrong don't lose! Even knowing the other side is yellow, I just I'm gonna throw up.
Oh, yeah? Well, how do you feel about this? [grunts.]
- [gasps.]
Ah! [growls.]
Attack! - [screams.]
- [grunts.]
[overlapping angry shouting.]
What about our town spirit? Keeping Littlebark pretty? [gasps.]
Harvey's dead! I'm not dead, Foo, democracy is.
Fire! [rock music.]
Aah! Oh! The fence should be red! The fence should be green! [grunts.]
[laughs.]
Whoa! Harvey, this is really getting out of hand.
We gotta do something.
What's the point in doing anything? Everyone just wants to keep fighting anyway.
You can't be sure of that.
Let me check if they're still fighting.
Yup, they're still fighting.
[laughs.]
[screams.]
[both grunt.]
[music.]
Look out, suckers! This isn't what I wanted.
I just wanted to make the fence nice for everyone.
[gentle uplifting music.]
[sighs.]
You know, it's weird.
The fence looks so tiny from up here.
[music.]
[rousing orchestral music.]
Harvey? Stop! Yo, man, what are you doing? Why are you disrupting our fight? What insightful thing could you have to say right now? I realized something.
Littlebark is a beautiful town full of beautiful people of many different colors.
- Yellow, pink, green, and even purple.
- Aww.
On one hand, it doesn't matter what color we paint the fence, but on the other, it's the most important decision in the world because it represents us.
So I say there.
This is how we paint it.
- Okay, sure.
- I guess that makes enough sense.
[music.]