We Bare Bears (2015) s03e12 Episode Script
The Demon
1 Da, da, da-ba-da, da, da ba-da-ba-da-ba Da, da, da-ba-da, da, da Let's go! We'll be there A wink and a smile and a great, old time Yeah, we'll be there Wherever we are, there's fun to be found We'll be there when you turn that corner We'll jump out the bush With a big bear hug and a smile We'll be there [Music.]
[Dog barks.]
Pink and purple and yellow What's your favorite color? Mix it all up, make it yours Pick a paintbrush Here we go It's all magic We all have it Just look around We are all friends Painting rainbows in the sky You've got wings to fly [Music.]
- Electrical tape.
- Check.
- Hair spray.
- Check.
[Shakes can.]
All right.
Just need to connect the chamber here, and, bam! - We have a potato gun.
- Ice Bear's impressed.
Hey, do you want to know the science behind this thing? Ice Bear just wants to shoot potatoes.
Okay, understood.
I'll go first.
[Grunts.]
Now, concentrate, and Whoa! [Clank.]
[Splat.]
- Whoa! - Ice Bear's turn.
- Potato, please.
- Aah, that was our last potato, but we have all this other junk here.
Try this.
Fire! Hmm, kind of anticlimactic.
Try shooting this bar of soap.
Newspaper? Too messy.
Too heavy.
Aah! Where'd that come from? Uh, here, try this.
- Ready? - Ice Bear's ready.
All right, fire! [Shirt thuds.]
Uh-oh.
Wha Ohh! Oh, man! - What am I gonna do? - Ice Bear will fetch it.
Wait, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Listen to me.
You can't go over there.
That's Mr.
Sacher's yard.
He's got this crazy dog! - Ice Bear is crazier dog.
- No! He's evil! That's why everyone calls him the Demon.
One time, I was playing baseball with my dad, I hit a foul, and it went over the fence.
[Dog growling.]
The ball was ruined.
And another time, I was playing with my dinosaur, Mr.
Winston.
I threw him a little too high.
[Dog growling.]
And another time, Toby Walker threw a Frisbee too hard, and he went over the fence to get it.
[Screaming.]
But Toby was never seen again.
Ice Bear is skeptical of your story.
Okay, okay, the last part was exaggerated, but the other parts are true.
The Demon is ruthless.
Ice Bear has fought personal demons.
- Years of therapy.
- Wait, no! What are you doing?! Come down here! [Collar jingling, dog growling.]
[Barking ferociously.]
[Dog thuds.]
[Dog growls.]
[Gasps.]
He's got my sweater! No! Where are you going?! - He gone.
- What are we gonna do? Agh! My parents bought that hoodie for me when I started college.
I wear it all the time.
Agh! Okay, Mr.
Sacher's at work right now.
- This is our only chance.
Let's move.
- Ice Bear not scared.
A little scared, but will help.
Hurry before the Demon destroys my hoodie.
[Grunting.]
Uh, what are you doing? Ice Bear is doing his best.
Whoa! Mr.
Sacher sure loves his dog.
O-Okay, I'll go check the other room.
[Gasps.]
[Gasps.]
[Chuckles.]
[Growling.]
[Barking ferociously.]
[Gasps.]
[Music.]
Hey! Why don't you pick on someone you're own size?! [Growling.]
[Muffled barking.]
Huh? Ohh! [Growling.]
Aah! Aah! Ohh! [Snarls.]
[Growling.]
[Panting.]
[Sniffing.]
[Squeaks.]
[Growls.]
[Barking.]
Aah! Aah! Quick! Aah! Block the door! Whoa! This must be Mr.
Sacher's room.
[Gasps.]
Oh, my gosh, my sweater! Not a scratch on it! Ha! All right, we got to split.
Is the coast clear? [Growling.]
Coast not clear.
Okay.
We got to find another way out.
[Birds chirping.]
Oh Okay, that's way too high.
Think, Chloe.
Think.
Got to figure out a way out of here.
The window's too high.
Demon's blocking the door.
We need, uh [Toy squeaks.]
Hmm [Chime rings.]
Oh, the bathroom! Stay right there.
I have a plan.
Ice Bear also needs to use bathroom.
Number one.
[Music.]
Just a few elements.
Tube, fuel, ignition.
Combine all of them together [Deep voice.]
a potato gun.
[Gun cocks.]
We're gonna shoot the demon.
No, no, no, we're gonna distract him with this.
[Growling.]
[Toy squeaking.]
Here, Demon, Demon, Demon! All right, fire! [Toy squeaks.]
[Barking.]
Now's our chance! Go, go, go! That should hold him! Let's get out of here! [Both panting.]
I can't believe we made it.
[Thudding.]
Huh? [Thudding continues.]
[Music.]
[Growling.]
[Toy squeaks.]
[Whimpers.]
[Growling.]
Aah! - Ice Bear going to die.
- Not yet, you're not.
It's risky, but I've got a plan.
When I say "go," we break for the fence.
Go! [Barks.]
[Sighs.]
Chloe? Help! He's got me! Help! Ah! Grab Ice Bear's paw.
[Grunting.]
I'm slipping.
- Aah! - Chloe.
Let me go! Help! Aah! [Gasps.]
[Growling.]
[Barking ferociously.]
- Chloe, help.
- Hold on! We just have to tie him up long enough so we can escape.
Hey! What's going on here?! Aah! Mr.
Sacher! [Muffled growling.]
Hah! You're home! I can explain! It's a misunderstanding.
You see, your dog My dog? I don't see my dog.
Where is he? What have you done with him? Mr.
Sacher, please, we just I - No! My sweater! - Huh? [Growling.]
[Panting.]
[Music.]
[Laughs.]
No, no, stop.
That tickles.
W-What is this? Whose dog is this? Is this my dog? [Growls.]
[Growls.]
- This is your dog.
- I've never seen him so nice before.
Must be something about this sweater.
Well, that's my special hoodie I lost over the fence, - and your dog - [Laughs.]
My goodness.
I've never seen you so happy.
Who's my good boy? Oh, that's right! You are! Um, you should keep my hoodie, Mr.
Sacher.
It seems like he needs it more than I do.
I can always get another one.
You mean it? [Chuckles.]
Well, thanks, little girl.
Say, maybe now I can finally get a good photo with him.
Would you mind taking it for me? - Sure.
- Everybody get in here.
All right, say "cheese"! - Cheese! - Gouda.
[Music.]
Pink and purple and yellow # What's your favorite color? # Mix it all up, make it yours Pick a paintbrush Here we go It's all magic We all have it Just look around We are all friends Painting rainbows in the sky You've got wings to fly Up
[Dog barks.]
Pink and purple and yellow What's your favorite color? Mix it all up, make it yours Pick a paintbrush Here we go It's all magic We all have it Just look around We are all friends Painting rainbows in the sky You've got wings to fly [Music.]
- Electrical tape.
- Check.
- Hair spray.
- Check.
[Shakes can.]
All right.
Just need to connect the chamber here, and, bam! - We have a potato gun.
- Ice Bear's impressed.
Hey, do you want to know the science behind this thing? Ice Bear just wants to shoot potatoes.
Okay, understood.
I'll go first.
[Grunts.]
Now, concentrate, and Whoa! [Clank.]
[Splat.]
- Whoa! - Ice Bear's turn.
- Potato, please.
- Aah, that was our last potato, but we have all this other junk here.
Try this.
Fire! Hmm, kind of anticlimactic.
Try shooting this bar of soap.
Newspaper? Too messy.
Too heavy.
Aah! Where'd that come from? Uh, here, try this.
- Ready? - Ice Bear's ready.
All right, fire! [Shirt thuds.]
Uh-oh.
Wha Ohh! Oh, man! - What am I gonna do? - Ice Bear will fetch it.
Wait, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Listen to me.
You can't go over there.
That's Mr.
Sacher's yard.
He's got this crazy dog! - Ice Bear is crazier dog.
- No! He's evil! That's why everyone calls him the Demon.
One time, I was playing baseball with my dad, I hit a foul, and it went over the fence.
[Dog growling.]
The ball was ruined.
And another time, I was playing with my dinosaur, Mr.
Winston.
I threw him a little too high.
[Dog growling.]
And another time, Toby Walker threw a Frisbee too hard, and he went over the fence to get it.
[Screaming.]
But Toby was never seen again.
Ice Bear is skeptical of your story.
Okay, okay, the last part was exaggerated, but the other parts are true.
The Demon is ruthless.
Ice Bear has fought personal demons.
- Years of therapy.
- Wait, no! What are you doing?! Come down here! [Collar jingling, dog growling.]
[Barking ferociously.]
[Dog thuds.]
[Dog growls.]
[Gasps.]
He's got my sweater! No! Where are you going?! - He gone.
- What are we gonna do? Agh! My parents bought that hoodie for me when I started college.
I wear it all the time.
Agh! Okay, Mr.
Sacher's at work right now.
- This is our only chance.
Let's move.
- Ice Bear not scared.
A little scared, but will help.
Hurry before the Demon destroys my hoodie.
[Grunting.]
Uh, what are you doing? Ice Bear is doing his best.
Whoa! Mr.
Sacher sure loves his dog.
O-Okay, I'll go check the other room.
[Gasps.]
[Gasps.]
[Chuckles.]
[Growling.]
[Barking ferociously.]
[Gasps.]
[Music.]
Hey! Why don't you pick on someone you're own size?! [Growling.]
[Muffled barking.]
Huh? Ohh! [Growling.]
Aah! Aah! Ohh! [Snarls.]
[Growling.]
[Panting.]
[Sniffing.]
[Squeaks.]
[Growls.]
[Barking.]
Aah! Aah! Quick! Aah! Block the door! Whoa! This must be Mr.
Sacher's room.
[Gasps.]
Oh, my gosh, my sweater! Not a scratch on it! Ha! All right, we got to split.
Is the coast clear? [Growling.]
Coast not clear.
Okay.
We got to find another way out.
[Birds chirping.]
Oh Okay, that's way too high.
Think, Chloe.
Think.
Got to figure out a way out of here.
The window's too high.
Demon's blocking the door.
We need, uh [Toy squeaks.]
Hmm [Chime rings.]
Oh, the bathroom! Stay right there.
I have a plan.
Ice Bear also needs to use bathroom.
Number one.
[Music.]
Just a few elements.
Tube, fuel, ignition.
Combine all of them together [Deep voice.]
a potato gun.
[Gun cocks.]
We're gonna shoot the demon.
No, no, no, we're gonna distract him with this.
[Growling.]
[Toy squeaking.]
Here, Demon, Demon, Demon! All right, fire! [Toy squeaks.]
[Barking.]
Now's our chance! Go, go, go! That should hold him! Let's get out of here! [Both panting.]
I can't believe we made it.
[Thudding.]
Huh? [Thudding continues.]
[Music.]
[Growling.]
[Toy squeaks.]
[Whimpers.]
[Growling.]
Aah! - Ice Bear going to die.
- Not yet, you're not.
It's risky, but I've got a plan.
When I say "go," we break for the fence.
Go! [Barks.]
[Sighs.]
Chloe? Help! He's got me! Help! Ah! Grab Ice Bear's paw.
[Grunting.]
I'm slipping.
- Aah! - Chloe.
Let me go! Help! Aah! [Gasps.]
[Growling.]
[Barking ferociously.]
- Chloe, help.
- Hold on! We just have to tie him up long enough so we can escape.
Hey! What's going on here?! Aah! Mr.
Sacher! [Muffled growling.]
Hah! You're home! I can explain! It's a misunderstanding.
You see, your dog My dog? I don't see my dog.
Where is he? What have you done with him? Mr.
Sacher, please, we just I - No! My sweater! - Huh? [Growling.]
[Panting.]
[Music.]
[Laughs.]
No, no, stop.
That tickles.
W-What is this? Whose dog is this? Is this my dog? [Growls.]
[Growls.]
- This is your dog.
- I've never seen him so nice before.
Must be something about this sweater.
Well, that's my special hoodie I lost over the fence, - and your dog - [Laughs.]
My goodness.
I've never seen you so happy.
Who's my good boy? Oh, that's right! You are! Um, you should keep my hoodie, Mr.
Sacher.
It seems like he needs it more than I do.
I can always get another one.
You mean it? [Chuckles.]
Well, thanks, little girl.
Say, maybe now I can finally get a good photo with him.
Would you mind taking it for me? - Sure.
- Everybody get in here.
All right, say "cheese"! - Cheese! - Gouda.
[Music.]
Pink and purple and yellow # What's your favorite color? # Mix it all up, make it yours Pick a paintbrush Here we go It's all magic We all have it Just look around We are all friends Painting rainbows in the sky You've got wings to fly Up