Erky Perky (2006) s03e22 Episode Script

1
Crazy!
Life was good
on Hot Dog stand ♪
For two bugs
with food demands ♪
Had our last meal
one sunny day ♪
They got caught
up and swept away ♪
Into Kitchen's
where they landed ♪
We're so hungry ♪
And we're stranded ♪
Finding food is
quite a mission ♪
Other bugs are competition ♪
Now, just one question ♪
How do we find our
way back home? ♪
(groaning)
- Keep coming, Perky.
No sign of Margaret.
- (groans) The crumb's
too heavy, Erky!
- But we're almost there!
We've just got to get
past Mad Margaret.
- Time to start running boys.
- What's the point?
You'll just catch us anyway.
- You're right, Perky.
We can save ourselves
a lot of trouble
if we just hand
over the crumb now.
- There you go, Margaret.
Enjoy.
- But there's nothing I like
better than a good chase.
- Not this time.
Come on Perky, let's go.
- Hey! Come back here
right now or I'll--
(screaming)
- Margaret? Are you all right?
- Of course I am.
Now, where was I?
Oh yeah, about to punish you
for not running away from me.
Get ready for it.
(screaming)
- Margaret?
Speak to us!
- I don't believe it!
Mad Margaret's been swatted!
(laughs)
- Margaret, snap out of it!
- No more being
chased all the time!
No more being forced to give
away our hard earned food!
We're free, Perky, free!
- What about Sajuica?
We can't let her see
her aunt like this.
- Here's the food you
asked for Margaret.
(whimpering)
You okay, Margaret?
You don't sound too good.
- That's because she's not
feeling very well right now.
- That's too bad.
Hey, I've got some medicinal
slime you could try.
Fixes everything.
(whimpering)
- She wants more food.
So tell all the bugs
to bring lots of crumbs
to help her get better.
- Well, if that's the way
you want it, Margaret.
- What're you doing, Erky?
- Perky, if we pretend
to be Mad Margaret,
then we can get to
keep all her crumbs.
- What, you mean trick
all the other bugs?
- Come on, Perky, it'll be fun!
- But.
- Hey, imagine how
Sajuica's gonna feel
when she finds out her
aunt's been swatted.
- She's going to be devastated.
- Exactly.
So here's the plan. (whispers)
Keep the crumbs coming.
Margaret's very grateful
for all your donations.
Aren't you, Margaret?
- Yes, Erky.
Thank you everybody.
- This sack of bubble rock will
cure your ailment, Margaret.
- How will it do that?
- Nothing like a whack
with a sack of bubble rock
to make you forget you're sick.
Here, I'll show you.
- No!
- Okay, time for Margaret's nap.
Visiting hours are over.
Look at all these crumbs, Perky!
Let's get them home now so
we can start eating them.
- Margaret, where are you?
There you are!
Margaret?
What're you doing in there?
(groaning)
What's wrong, Margaret?
(groaning)
I get it, you've
lost your voice.
- Quick Perky, we've
got to stop Cecil!
- I'm coming in, Margaret.
- Stop right there, Cecil!
- Why?
- Because Margaret's not well.
- She's got a bad
case of Insectocitis.
- What? I've never
heard of Insectocitis.
- Oh, it's very rare,
very messy, too.
She's not a pretty sight
right now. (laughs)
- I'm still going in!
- [Perky] No, go away, Cecil!
What I've got is very catchy.
- But Margaret, you need me.
- [Perky] Go away!
- Something's wrong.
This isn't the Margaret I know.
- I told you she's not
feeling like herself.
It's best you leave
her alone now.
This is the life, Perky.
More food than we can
eat and no Mad Margaret
chasing us around.
I could get used to this.
- Well, you know we can't
keep this up forever.
- I don't see why not.
- Hey Aunt Margaret!
Here's some homemade soup
to make you feel better.
- I'll help you, Margaret!
She's so weak she can't
do anything herself.
Thank you, Sajuica.
That soup smells ooh
like rotten maggots.
- That's because it
is rotten maggot soup.
Your favorite!
Drink up!
- What's wrong, Aunt Margaret?
Don't you like it?
Erky, what's wrong?
- Oh nothing, I just
thought I saw something.
Look, over there!
Over there, over there,
over there, over there!
- What is it?
- Oh, nothing.
- Mmm delicious. (coughs)
Now run along dear.
- You look awful, Aunt Margaret.
Let me check your temperature.
- Sorry Sajuica, but
it's time for her nap.
- Okay, bye Aunt Margaret.
Thanks for looking after her.
You guys are so
full of surprises.
- That does it!
We've got to do
something before somebody
finds out the truth!
- Don't be such a
worry wort, Perky.
No one's noticed a thing.
- There's something
very suspicious going on
and I'm going to
find out what it is.
(snoring)
Psst, it's me, Margaret.
Oh, you poor thing.
Those monsters have
terrorized you so much
you're paralyzed with fear.
Don't worry, I'll save you!
(screams)
- Cecil, what're you doing?
- Rescuing Margaret!
- So what's her head
doing stuck in the ground?
- (cries) I'm sorry!
I was just trying to help her!
- I think you've done enough
helping for one night, Cecil.
- That's it, Erky.
We can't hide her any longer.
- Okay, I'll come
up with a new plan.
Listen up everybody.
Margaret's got an
important announcement.
- As you all know, I
haven't been feeling well.
I'm going away to a
bug spa to recuperate.
- (laughs) Hooray!
- So from now on, Erky and
Perky are in charge of Kitchen.
All food must be given
to them instead of me.
- Not a chance!
- So put all your
crumbs in this sack.
- Aha!
Look, Perky's moving
Margaret's arms.
- No I'm not.
- I knew it!
They've been lying all along!
Margaret doesn't
have Insecticitis.
She's been swatted!
Swatted?
- That's right.
Squashed, crushed and
pulverized into a shadow
of her former self.
All thanks to them!
- Oh, Perky, how could you?
- Don't be ridiculous!
Margaret hasn't been swatted,
she's just feeling a bit flat,
aren't you, Margaret?
- [Crowd] Oh!
- A couple of days--
- [Crowd] Oh!
- And you'll be back
to you old self!
- [Crowd] Oh!
- I told you!
She's gone, forever!
Kaput, end of story.
- (coughs) Where am I?
- See, she wasn't
swatted after all.
- As if I'd fall
for that old trick.
If she wasn't swatted, then
how come I can do this?
And this?
And this?
(growling)
- I think you should
stop now, Cecil.
Why? It's not like this
pile of old bug mold
is gonna do anything!
Right, Margaret?
- (screams) Wrong!
- Feeling better, are you?
- I will be, once I've
finished tearing you
from wing to wing!
- (screams) Now be
reasonable, Margaret.
- It sounds like Margaret's
back to her old self again.
- Suits me, playing her
was really punishing.
- [Cecil] I was only joking!
Ow, ow, ow!
(screaming)