Star vs. the Forces of Evil (2015) s03e17 Episode Script

1 [" I'm from Another Dimension" by Brad Breeck plays.]
It's gonna get a little weird Gonna get a little wild I ain't from 'round here I'm from another dimension Gonna get a little weird Gonna have a good time I ain't from 'round here I'm from another woo-hoo Yeh-heah I'm talking rainbows I'm talking puppies Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa Paaa It's gonna get a little weird Gonna get a little wild I ain't from 'round here I'm from another dimension [Marco panting.]
You stop right there, young old man! Globgor! Aah! [Panting.]
Hey, Buff Frog, sorry about Glossaryck.
He gets fussy around, uh nap time? Oh.
Uh, guess he has today off.
[snores.]
Come here, you.
[snores.]
Hmm.
Guess I'll bring this to Ohh! Aah! I looked at someone's mail without their permission! Wait.
What?! [snoring.]
Oh, beans.
[sighs.]
I don't know.
I feel so weird.
I have so much on my mind, and I can't talk to my parents about it.
I don't think I can talk to anyone.
[awkward.]
Oh! Yes, you can! You can talk to me! Right? Yeah.
Yeah, th-th-that's a thing that boyfriends do, right? Listen! Yeah! I'm all ears.
I mean, technically I'm mostly eyes.
[Chuckles.]
- Just talk to me.
- [sighs.]
It's just that [door opens.]
[Marco.]
Star! - Buff Frog is gone! - What?! I found this letter for you in his office.
Look.
Wait a second.
This letter is legible! - Buff Frog didn't write this note! - Exactly! We gotta find him.
I'll get my wand.
Yessss! Weapons! I'm gonna try the lance this time! Marco Marco.
My man.
My dude.
- Hmm? - Um, how about I go with Star on this one? What?! No, no.
I'm her squire.
It's my job.
Okay, okay, yes, but also, as her boyfriend, my job is kinda to spend time with Star.
Time you kinda just interrupted.
Soo.
.
Okay, true, but also, Buff Frog's my friend, and Okay! That's enough bickering.
C'mon, Marco let's go! [whispering.]
Please.
[snoring.]
Oh! What do you know! Glossaryck is escaping again! - That nimble little rascal! - [Glossaryck.]
Globgor! Uh, I gotta go catch him before he starts trouble! Sorry, Star! Tom can go with you instead! [Glossaryck.]
Globgor.
Whatever, fine! C'mon, Tom! Let's go! [insects chirping.]
Buff Frog? Buff Frog? [gasps.]
This doesn't look right.
Buff babies?! I've got a really bad feeling about this.
Well, we tried.
Guess he's not home.
Do you wanna get a cornshake? Are you for real right now? We are just getting started! All right, well, maybe we could ask someone in the village if they've seen him.
Ah! The Monster village! Great idea! Oh, yeah.
Better than something Marco could come up with? [wind blowing.]
Hello! [echoing.]
Hello! Hello! Hello! I don't think anyone's here.
This just doesn't make any sense.
[thud.]
What was that? [flies buzzing.]
This is troubling.
C'mon, let's keep looking around.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait! I want to get me some of that meat.
What?! Are you serious? That's Monster food.
[mumbling "I don't know".]
You are gross, dude.
What if someone rounded them up? A rogue band of Mewmans maybe.
[gasps.]
Or worse Mina! Oh, no, no, no, no, everywhere I look, things are getting worse and worse! I don't know, maybe everyone is out grocery shopping or on a picnic or something.
I mean, that's what peasants do, right? Hey, what's that thing on your neck? What? I don't have anything in my neck.
- What's that on your arm? - What? I don't have anything on [sound of Tom falling.]
[drowsy.]
Hey what What are you doing on the ground? What am I doing on the ground? Oh, gee! Oh! [Panting.]
My face is itchy.
- [Star.]
Why is my face itchy?! - Because you're in a burlap sack.
- [Star.]
Aah! Don't sneak up on me! - Ow! Sorry.
- [Star.]
What happened? - I don't know.
- Where are we? - I don't know.
- Who did this?! - Star, I know exactly the same amount as you do right now, which is nothing.
Somebody really does not want us to know where Buff Frog is.
Okay, let's get up, ready? On the count of three one, two [groaning.]
[grunts, screaming.]
Tom! Tom! Are you okay?! I think I just found out I'm claustrophobic, - and I might be panicking a little! - Me, too! I think I'm close.
Just stay where you are.
I'll come to you.
No, Tom, stay put! [whimpering.]
Tom! It's all right! [screaming.]
I'm right here! I'm right here! Aahh! Aah! [thunk.]
- [Star.]
Tom, stop being so difficult! - Huh? [Straining.]
Uh, I accidentally gored a tree, and, well, now I'm stuck.
[Star.]
A tree! Aha! Now we know we're in the woods! [roars.]
[Star.]
Run! Woo-hoo! Okay, I don't know what I just did, but I think it was pretty awesome, and I am very proud of myself for it! Oh, no! I have message for you.
Those that search for little lost frogs will find themselves at bottom of swamp! [Star.]
What does that mean? Stop looking for Buff Frog! And to make sure message is clear, - break his horns! - Aah! [Tom screams.]
What is going on here?! Buff Frog?! Oh! You're okay! - Hello, Princess.
- [happy croaking.]
Oh! [whisper yell.]
Babiiiess! I was so worried! That letter freaked me out.
Letter? I know nothing of letter.
Excuse me.
The person who wrote the letter was me.
Aw, Katrina got li'l arms! Oy yi yi.
How many times must I tell children, to become spy, they must not to leave paper trail? Is like number 1 rule.
Kids these days.
But your house it was a mess.
When you are single parent of pile of kids, I would like see your house! I just want Star to know we were leaving.
Leaving? Where are you going? Grocery shopping? No.
We must leave this dimension for good.
We cannot stay on Mewni anymore.
What are you What are you talking about? [sad music.]
What? No, but No, no, no! No! You can't leave! I need your help to bring Monsters and Mewmans together! - We're so close! - Sorry, Star, you tried, but it not work.
This not problem you can solve.
- [Tom.]
Fools! - Beg your pardon? You heard me.
You're all being a bunch of fools right now.
How can you say things will never change? Things are changing.
I mean, Buff Frog, you work at the castle now, right? Star did that.
True, yes, but everyone in castle still scared of me.
- Plus commute is terrible.
- What do you care, Your Highness? What? Why wouldn't I care? 'Cause you don't know what it's like! Being treated differently, day in and day out.
I do know what it's like, because - I, too am a Monster.
- Yeah! Wait, what? - What? Are you serious? - I had no idea.
What?! Well, technically half Monster.
I got these eyes, horns, tail.
[rip.]
- Okay, that's new.
- And lets not forget this face! Look at it! [Monsters scream.]
Please, please.
Not in front of children.
Yeah, but I mean, you're a rich guy.
I mean, ri right? He's he's rich.
- Doesn't count.
- Okay, you're right.
I am very rich.
Uh, but when I get on an elevator with a stranger, I'm a Monster just like all of you.
I'm a rich Monster, yeah, but I'm a Monster.
Thank you for pretty words, purple boy.
But for us to stay, we need more than words.
Star Butterfly, you are good person.
You tried your best, but it was not good enough.
I'm sorry.
No, no, no, no, Buff Frog, please wait! I can try harder! We have to stick together! Goodbye, Star.
Perhaps when it is your time to rule, we will come back.
My time? But how will you know? Princess, please, it's me, Buff Frog, master spy.
Trust me, I will know.
Babushkas, come say bye.
[croaking.]
[laughing.]
You sweet little baby angels.
I'm-a miss you so much! Okay, no more with the sentimental.
Time to go, everyone! - After you.
- No, after you.
No, no, after you.
Together! [portal hums.]
Okay, now you babies.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve.
Where is Katrina? I made you something so you don't forget me.
Aw, Katrina! I actually got something for you, too.
My toy! [portal hums.]
[croaking.]
[portal hums.]
Oh, Tom, I I can't believe they're gone.
I feel like I've only made things worse.
Have a little faith, Star.
I'm a Monster, you're a Mewman.
If we can make it work, then there's hope for everyone.
- Aw, thanks, Tom.
- You're welcome.
So did I do better than Marco? All right, we'll just pop in and pop out real quick, 'cause I've got that Royal Squire mixer this afternoon.
Aah! I caught the bouquet! I caught the bouquet! I caught the bouquet! - So what kind of party is this? - Bird Bird Day? Bird Day? Is that a thing? Bird Day? - Doesn't it say on the invite? - Star! I'm a squire of Mewni.
I don't have time to read invites! Seems to be some kind of kid-washing party.
- What? - Yeah, a "baby shower.
" Eh, guess someone's having a baby.
A dirty baby it sounds like, seeing as to how they're gonna wash it.
- Marco! - Hey, Mom! So, who's having the baby? Can't you tell? [chimes.]
[gasps.]
Mom?! You're gonna be a mom?! - When did this happen?! - Oh, while you were out on Mewni.
And you're going to be a big brother! Say hello to your hermanito Marco Junior! [gasps.]
Ohmigosh, ohmigosh, ohmigosh, ohmigosh! Wait.
What? You're naming him Marco Junior? - After you.
- That's not how it works! You don't name your son after your son! But he's got a little mole just like you, Marco Senior.
Wow a brother! How have I not heard about this until now? It's okay.
You've been busy.
Point is, you're here today.
- Now, give your mom a hug! - Oh, yeah, okay.
I spent 37 hours squeezing you out of my body, - and this is what I get? - Oh, I just didn't want to - Give your mother a hug.
- Okay.
Now come on! We have a baby to shower! [people chattering.]
Whoa! I felt him kick! We might have to find a spot for this little guy - on the Mewni Kings guard! - [laughs.]
No, I think stealing one of our sons is enough for now, Star.
Oh, oh, oh! He's kicking? He's kicking? Why, yes, Marco, you may touch my stomach.
- I don't feel anything.
- He must have stopped.
You think that's because he doesn't like me? I think his brain is the size of a grape.
Which reminds me, I'm gonna eat a bag of grapes - before we open presents.
[panting.]
- Presents? Yeah, it was in that invitation you didn't read.
Oh, Gustav, you've outdone yourself again! Oh, my gosh! I didn't get a gift for Marco Jr.
I'm a terrible big brother.
Shh shh shh shh! Calm, Marco Sr.
I know! Why don't we pop on over to Quest Buy and get him a little present? Quest Buy? I don't know.
- Sure! Come on! - Whoa! Well, we were so lonely that we decided, "Hey, why not have a baby?" - Marco, where are you going? - Uh, I'm gonna, uh, run out and grab some ice for the party.
But we have plenty of ice.
Yeah, but I'm gonna get fancy ice they harvest from a glacier.
- Oooh! Glacier ice.
- Well, don't be gone too long.
We'll be opening presents soon.
- No problem-o.
- Get out of here, tap-water ice! - You are not needed anymore! - Are you just gonna hold your drink until Marco gets back? For glacier ice? I will wait.
[elevator music.]
Seriously?! None of this stuff is safe for a baby! How about Baby's First Hidden Poison Capsule? What's safer than not having enemies because you poisoned them all?! I am not giving the baby a pacifier filled with magic poison.
Well, there's always a gift card? [female voice.]
You have 8.
5 minutes until expiration.
Aah! No! Aaah! Please! No! [laser blast.]
No.
This gift has to be the perfect reminder of me - since I might not be around much.
- [gasps.]
Oh, I know! [Marco.]
"Atelier de Cobalt Ferrero.
" - He works in the basement? - Mr.
Ferrero? - [impatient.]
What? - Oh, your portraitness.
Eh? Whaddaya want? My friend Marco here wants one of your legendary portraits.
Is that right, Marco? Yeah.
I'm starting to think this is a bad idea.
Oh! Rich Pigeon? Sorry didn't see you there.
- Uh, Marco, that's a portrait.
- What?! That piece? Not even finished yet.
Wow, he's so real, I can almost smell him! - That's just the perch he posed on.
- That's fowl.
- Get it? 'Cause he's a bird.
- It's the perfect gift! A portrait that realistic, it's like I'll be there with my family even when I'm not! I know, I know.
I'm very talented.
But we got a lotta work to do before the painting begins.
I have to study you closely.
I have to live with you, breathe with you, eat a lock of your hair.
The process takes weeks, maybe months.
Can't you do something faster? No! I never compromise my work.
- 650 Cash.
- Sold.
- You need one of these things.
- A scantron? And one of these.
What? I don't have time for a pop quiz! It's an Essence Test, wise guy.
The abridged version of me studying you for months.
"What kind of socks do you prefer with loafers? A: Tube socks, B: Ankle socks.
" How is this supposed to help with a portrait? [sighs.]
Whatever! I don't have time for this! [humming.]
[music.]
Uh, Mr.
Ferrero? All done.
- Let's make some art! - [ding.]
Let's.
[dramatic music.]
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Time's running out and my legs are asleep! Hmm.
[snaps.]
Mwah! She's done.
Bye, great party! And, uh, congratulations! Marco, what took you so long? You missed the whole party.
Yes, and where is the glacier ice? What? Oh, uh, they were all sold out of it.
Oh, I see.
I know I'm not always here, so I got Marco Jr.
this gift to make up for it.
Aw, how sweet.
Aw, how nice.
- You got us a painting! - Ohh! You paid money for that? What are you talking about? Whoa-ho-ho! What the heck?! This doesn't look like me at all! It's like he got the proportions all wrong and then tried to fix it by adding more detail and more detail and more detail.
But, Marco, it did not fix it.
Well, it was a nice thought.
And then just as I take off Marco's diaper, he pee-pees all over my shirt! [all laughing.]
Remember? C'mon, Marco, I thought you loved it when Dad told - stories about when you were a baby.
- No, I'm fine.
Uh, Marco, what's that on your face? Huh? Oh.
Did I get it? - Um yeah, no, no, not exactly.
- Marco? Your face! It looks like [gasps.]
- It looks like the painting! - Oh! Ha ha, guys.
I get it, the portrait stinks, but, y'know, I was just trying to do something that Marco Jr.
Could remember me by when I was mrrf mrrf mrrf.
[mumbling.]
[garbled.]
What's happening? [whimpering.]
What's happening?! Oh, I knew it was a bad idea to rush a magical portrait! [mumbled shouting.]
Marco, don't use that kind of language at the table.
[mumbles sadly.]
Oh! Maybe if we destroy the painting, it will break the spell.
[Star.]
Laser-beam blast! - Anything? - I think it's getting worse? [mumbled.]
It's getting worse?! Well, guess there's only one thing left to do.
[Cobalt.]
Very nice.
Now if you could just turn - your cheek a little to the - [Star.]
Cobalt! Look what your painting did to Marco's face.
[speaking angrily.]
- It's getting worse! - The painting is just a reflection of his answers in the Essence Test, and if there's any discrepancies, the painting will adjust you to match the portrait.
No extra charge! Okay, there's gotta be some way to fix this.
We tried destroying the painting, but that didn't work.
True art can never be destroyed.
[Chuckles.]
You'll need to take the Essence Test again, and you must answer the questions truthfully.
[mumbling.]
[music.]
[cracking.]
[mumbling.]
[dramatic music.]
I got it! What the [cracking.]
[whimpering.]
Oh, no! He can't take the exam like that! C'mon! Don't worry, we'll take the test for you.
After all who understands the mind of a teenage boy - better than his own parents? - Mrmpf! [groans.]
[all screaming.]
He's becoming the canvas.
You'd better hurry.
Okay! Question one "Which do you prefer to ride? A: A bicycle, B: A unicycle C: A tricycle, D: A Dragoncyc" - What's a Dragoncycle? - I don't know.
Remember when Marco was little and had that red tricycle? [Mr.
Diaz.]
He loved that! That's it! The answer is C: Tricycle! Mrs.
Diaz! We don't have much time! We have to be really careful these answers are perfect! That's what we're doing! If you could get off the [straining.]
sheet! - Oi! - Sorry, dear! I am not bleeding.
It is okay.
That's great! But I don't know if your answers - really capture the Marco of today.
- Of course not.
The Marco of today is very frightening.
[whimpering.]
No, I just mean h-he's grown up Sure, but I know my own son.
Sorry, but The answer is D: Dragoncycle.
- Marco? - [sadly.]
Mrf.
Uh-huh.
Oh, I was wrong about my own son? - This is sad.
- Star, get this test done.
All right, let's do this thing.
Okay.
"How old are you?" A: Zero to 15, B: 16 to 25 "C: 26 to 35.
" - Um - Hmm You two have some catching up to do.
Okay, "Have you ever worn a dress? A: Yes.
" Do you prefer cornshakes or corn malts?" Malts, duh.
Next question And, done! [panting.]
[music.]
- Huh? - Oh, Marco, you're beautiful again! - Thanks, Star.
- Mom, Dad? I guess we have some catching up to do.
- My beautiful son is all grown up! - I should have visited more.
I don't want Marco Jr.
growing up without knowing who I am.
Visit anytime, sweetie.
I mean, those scissors work both ways, right? - Snip, snip? - This is a beautiful family moment.
And I just happen to be runnin' a special on family portraits.
Uh that'll be a no! She's a princess winning battles [music.]
Through the break of dawn Don't worry when it's night 'cause She will keep the lights on Oh, there goes a shining star - # Evil won't deter her - No, sir! # - # 'Cause magic flows through her - Star Butterfly! # She is a shining star