We Bare Bears (2015) s04e06 Episode Script
The Park
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.]
Grizz: Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Unh! Hoo! Ohh! Feelin' the burn! [Grunting.]
Ugh.
Can you stop working out on me? [chuckles.]
Dude, I can't help it.
I mean, look at me.
How can I stop working out when I look like a total workout machine? You look like you're going swimming but, like, in space.
- Ice Bear agrees.
- You guys are just jealous.
Oh! Check out these Gear Bars.
It's supposed to give you crazy energy.
Ice Bear needs crazy energy to figure out what to do today.
Mmm.
I'm gonna be drawing a lot of people today.
- Do you think it'll help? - Uh, I think these have nuts, man.
Oh, oh, oh! This is my stop, yo! All right.
Remember, guys.
Success isn't given.
It's earned at the gym.
Gah! Okay.
Look.
I'm gonna go find a spot to draw, too.
Ice Bear forgot to make plans for himself.
You'll figure somethin' out, you know? You're, uh, you're good at at, uh, stuff.
Okay.
See you.
[Music.]
[Whooshing.]
[Music.]
[Grunting.]
[Rock music.]
Huh? Oh, hey.
What's up, bro? [Grunting.]
Hey, nice bag, by the way.
I have the same one.
Gym junkies like us need to look good, too.
Am I right or what? [Groans.]
[Grunts, hums.]
[Music.]
The artist is in.
Heh heh.
Oh, hi, there! Do you want me to draw you? Okay.
Uh, sir! Can I, uh, put your face on paper? No? Okay.
- Wow! Cool! Caricatures! - Huh? Ugh.
W-What? Hello.
Do you Would you like to No? I have to go.
What? No, no! Let me draw you! Ugh.
- Here you go! - Hey, there! Would you like a caricature for $5? Your faces will become drawings.
Have a nice day.
[Sighs.]
You want me to draw you for an ice cream? [Bell jingles.]
[Indistinct shouting.]
Girl: Over here! Over here! Waahh! [Grunts.]
[Whooshing.]
[Music.]
[Gong crashes.]
- That was so cool! - Do it again! [Cheering.]
Hoo.
Ha.
Hoo.
Ha.
Mnh.
Ah.
Ooh.
Ooh.
Ahh.
Ooh.
Ooh-ah-ooha.
Hoo, ah, hoo, ha, hoo, ah.
Feelin' the burn! Hey.
Where you goin', man? Yeah, I know it hurts.
It's just your body changin'! [Scoffs.]
Weak.
Well, time to refuel my electrolytes.
It's Gear Bar time.
What the? "Owls 3" "Action Buddies, Part 9"? These movies aren't even out yet.
[Violin screeches.]
[Gasps.]
These are bootleg DVDs! How did these get in my bag?! Aaah! Nothin' to see here.
Just some legit DVDs.
[Chuckles nervously.]
I can't be caught with these.
What do I do? Unh! I gotta get rid of these! Hmm.
And there you go! Now if only I could draw a person.
[Horse neighs.]
Hmm? Aah! Ugh! [Groans.]
[Horse snorts.]
Oh, um, you scared me, Officer.
[Chuckles.]
Why should you be scared? Did you do something wrong? Uh, no.
No.
Not really.
I was just drawing caricatures.
Caricatures? Looks like a child drew 'em.
- Are you a child, son? - Um, no, sir.
You got a permit for this? - A permit to what? - Wait.
I remember you now.
You're one of those bears that are up to trouble - all the time, aren't you? - Uh, uh Okay, that's it.
You're comin' with me.
What? Wait.
Am I under arrest? We'll see at the station.
Hop on.
We ain't got all day.
[Children shouting.]
[Music.]
[Children cheering.]
Hunh! Ugh! [Music.]
[Grunts.]
[Music.]
[Children screaming.]
[Music.]
[Panting.]
Gotta find a place to hide this! [Leaf blower whirs.]
Aah! [Whistling.]
Aaah! [Panting.]
[Cellphone rings.]
What? Huh? Uh, hello? - Hey, you got the stuff?! - What stuff? The movies.
T-The DVDs! You better have 'em! Oh, yeah, yes, of course.
Uh, do you have my bag? Yeah, you'll get your bag.
Meet me at the fountain in five! The fountain.
Oh, I was just there.
All right.
I'll see you there.
Oh, boy, you're in for it, son.
Selling without a permit is no joke.
Man on Radio: Officers in park vicinity, look out for a wanted criminal described as tall, bald, bearded male in late 20s.
Huh? What? How am I supposed to find this guy? I mean, didn't they just describe him in perfect detail? I have a poor imagination, okay? I'm all action! Descriptions are worthless! I need an image, a face.
I need to see his eyes.
Officer, wait! I got an idea.
What if I drew the bad guy for you.
And then if you find him and catch him, would you consider letting me go? Mmm.
Well, I really need to hit my arrest quotas.
So, fine.
Get drawin'.
Dispatch, go ahead and give me that description again.
[Music.]
Children: Hah! Ha! Ha! Hyah! Tsha! Ha! Tsha! Hyah! Tsha! Ha! Hyah! Hyah! Cha! [Whooshing.]
[Music.]
[Music.]
[Whistling, humming.]
[Growls.]
[Humming.]
Psst! You got the stuff? - Hey, hey, hey, hey! Don't look at me! - Gah! Sorry! - You got the stuff? - Uh, yeah.
Hey, hey, I said don't look at me! Sorry.
Right.
Uh, you got You got my stuff? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay.
On the count of three, we switch bags.
One, two, three! Huh? Hey, wait! Where's My bag! Ah! Ha ha! I can finally get my Gear Bar on.
[Chomp!.]
Wha What the heck?! Oh, no.
[Violin screeches.]
No! This isn't my bag! I just want my Gear Bars! Huh?! Thanks for doing my job, bro! Hey.
Wait! That's my gear bag! Ah! Help, someone! Police! Police.
Please help.
- Police! Police! Police! - Huh? Please help! Police! Panda, why are you on a police horse? Heh-heh-heh.
It's a long story.
- What's the matter, civilian? - Oh, right.
[Inhales deeply.]
So this guy accidentally took my gear bag and I took his gear bag full of bootleg DVDs to exchange it for my gear bag, which actually turned out to be a shady stolen-goods deal.
Then the first guy took my actual gear bag and ran off that way! - Whoa, dude.
- What did he look like? Uh, well, he was tall, bald, had a beard.
Yeah, I guess, he's a pretty buff dude.
- Wait.
Like this? - That's the guy! Now I've got you, you son of a gun.
Let's get him! Unh! I'm comin', too.
Here come the popo! Fine.
Let's roll! Hyah! [Siren wails.]
[Panting.]
Hey! You! There he is.
You! Freeze! [Siren wailing.]
[Music.]
- Stop right there! - He went left! Hey, let's go! - Dead end! - Back that way! Hey, let's go! Hey, let's go! Hey! Hey! [Gasps.]
[Horse neighs.]
We got him cornered.
You done, son! - He's getting away! - Not on my watch.
- Whoa! - Whoa! He's climbing the hedge! Hey, let's go! [Grunting.]
Hey, let's go! We are not letting him get away.
Show me what you got, Lucille! Hyah! [Horse neighs.]
[Siren wails.]
[Siren stops.]
It was a good try, Lucille.
[Grunts.]
Heh-heh.
Too easy! [Gasps.]
Ohh.
Grr! Hey, watch it, kid! [Panting.]
I gotta stash this dough till the heat dies down.
[Creepy music.]
Huh? What was that? What? What is this?! Who's there?! Stop playin', bro! Where are you?! What is wrong with this playground?! Gyah! Oh.
Oh.
It's just you little kids.
Out of my way, pipsqueaks.
Why you mad-doggin' me like that? Whatever, you little freaks.
What the? [Music.]
[Music.]
[Children shouting.]
Ahh! Aaaaaah! He must be arou What the heck? [Muffled shouts.]
Ice Bear found Grizz gear.
[Cuffs click.]
- Looks like play time is over, pal.
- My gear! Ah! Thank you so much for saving it, brother.
- Children saved Grizz gear.
- Oh, what? That is so rad.
Here.
Have one of my Gear Bars, little dude.
You deserve it.
In fact, Gear bars for everyone! [Children cheering.]
Officer: Hey, kid! - Huh? - I almost forgot to buy your drawing! Wh Really?! Oh, thank you! You're You're the first person to buy my art! - But I thought I needed a permit.
- I'll let it slide this time.
[chuckles.]
Besides, I love this drawing.
He really captured your eyes.
[Growls.]
Stay out of trouble now.
Hyah! Well, that was quite a day at the park, huh? - What do you guys say we head home? - Yeah, that sounds good.
Thanks again, kiddos.
See you later.
[Music.]
[Whooshing.]
[Music.]
- Done.
- Done!
Grizz: Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Unh! Hoo! Ohh! Feelin' the burn! [Grunting.]
Ugh.
Can you stop working out on me? [chuckles.]
Dude, I can't help it.
I mean, look at me.
How can I stop working out when I look like a total workout machine? You look like you're going swimming but, like, in space.
- Ice Bear agrees.
- You guys are just jealous.
Oh! Check out these Gear Bars.
It's supposed to give you crazy energy.
Ice Bear needs crazy energy to figure out what to do today.
Mmm.
I'm gonna be drawing a lot of people today.
- Do you think it'll help? - Uh, I think these have nuts, man.
Oh, oh, oh! This is my stop, yo! All right.
Remember, guys.
Success isn't given.
It's earned at the gym.
Gah! Okay.
Look.
I'm gonna go find a spot to draw, too.
Ice Bear forgot to make plans for himself.
You'll figure somethin' out, you know? You're, uh, you're good at at, uh, stuff.
Okay.
See you.
[Music.]
[Whooshing.]
[Music.]
[Grunting.]
[Rock music.]
Huh? Oh, hey.
What's up, bro? [Grunting.]
Hey, nice bag, by the way.
I have the same one.
Gym junkies like us need to look good, too.
Am I right or what? [Groans.]
[Grunts, hums.]
[Music.]
The artist is in.
Heh heh.
Oh, hi, there! Do you want me to draw you? Okay.
Uh, sir! Can I, uh, put your face on paper? No? Okay.
- Wow! Cool! Caricatures! - Huh? Ugh.
W-What? Hello.
Do you Would you like to No? I have to go.
What? No, no! Let me draw you! Ugh.
- Here you go! - Hey, there! Would you like a caricature for $5? Your faces will become drawings.
Have a nice day.
[Sighs.]
You want me to draw you for an ice cream? [Bell jingles.]
[Indistinct shouting.]
Girl: Over here! Over here! Waahh! [Grunts.]
[Whooshing.]
[Music.]
[Gong crashes.]
- That was so cool! - Do it again! [Cheering.]
Hoo.
Ha.
Hoo.
Ha.
Mnh.
Ah.
Ooh.
Ooh.
Ahh.
Ooh.
Ooh-ah-ooha.
Hoo, ah, hoo, ha, hoo, ah.
Feelin' the burn! Hey.
Where you goin', man? Yeah, I know it hurts.
It's just your body changin'! [Scoffs.]
Weak.
Well, time to refuel my electrolytes.
It's Gear Bar time.
What the? "Owls 3" "Action Buddies, Part 9"? These movies aren't even out yet.
[Violin screeches.]
[Gasps.]
These are bootleg DVDs! How did these get in my bag?! Aaah! Nothin' to see here.
Just some legit DVDs.
[Chuckles nervously.]
I can't be caught with these.
What do I do? Unh! I gotta get rid of these! Hmm.
And there you go! Now if only I could draw a person.
[Horse neighs.]
Hmm? Aah! Ugh! [Groans.]
[Horse snorts.]
Oh, um, you scared me, Officer.
[Chuckles.]
Why should you be scared? Did you do something wrong? Uh, no.
No.
Not really.
I was just drawing caricatures.
Caricatures? Looks like a child drew 'em.
- Are you a child, son? - Um, no, sir.
You got a permit for this? - A permit to what? - Wait.
I remember you now.
You're one of those bears that are up to trouble - all the time, aren't you? - Uh, uh Okay, that's it.
You're comin' with me.
What? Wait.
Am I under arrest? We'll see at the station.
Hop on.
We ain't got all day.
[Children shouting.]
[Music.]
[Children cheering.]
Hunh! Ugh! [Music.]
[Grunts.]
[Music.]
[Children screaming.]
[Music.]
[Panting.]
Gotta find a place to hide this! [Leaf blower whirs.]
Aah! [Whistling.]
Aaah! [Panting.]
[Cellphone rings.]
What? Huh? Uh, hello? - Hey, you got the stuff?! - What stuff? The movies.
T-The DVDs! You better have 'em! Oh, yeah, yes, of course.
Uh, do you have my bag? Yeah, you'll get your bag.
Meet me at the fountain in five! The fountain.
Oh, I was just there.
All right.
I'll see you there.
Oh, boy, you're in for it, son.
Selling without a permit is no joke.
Man on Radio: Officers in park vicinity, look out for a wanted criminal described as tall, bald, bearded male in late 20s.
Huh? What? How am I supposed to find this guy? I mean, didn't they just describe him in perfect detail? I have a poor imagination, okay? I'm all action! Descriptions are worthless! I need an image, a face.
I need to see his eyes.
Officer, wait! I got an idea.
What if I drew the bad guy for you.
And then if you find him and catch him, would you consider letting me go? Mmm.
Well, I really need to hit my arrest quotas.
So, fine.
Get drawin'.
Dispatch, go ahead and give me that description again.
[Music.]
Children: Hah! Ha! Ha! Hyah! Tsha! Ha! Tsha! Hyah! Tsha! Ha! Hyah! Hyah! Cha! [Whooshing.]
[Music.]
[Music.]
[Whistling, humming.]
[Growls.]
[Humming.]
Psst! You got the stuff? - Hey, hey, hey, hey! Don't look at me! - Gah! Sorry! - You got the stuff? - Uh, yeah.
Hey, hey, I said don't look at me! Sorry.
Right.
Uh, you got You got my stuff? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay.
On the count of three, we switch bags.
One, two, three! Huh? Hey, wait! Where's My bag! Ah! Ha ha! I can finally get my Gear Bar on.
[Chomp!.]
Wha What the heck?! Oh, no.
[Violin screeches.]
No! This isn't my bag! I just want my Gear Bars! Huh?! Thanks for doing my job, bro! Hey.
Wait! That's my gear bag! Ah! Help, someone! Police! Police.
Please help.
- Police! Police! Police! - Huh? Please help! Police! Panda, why are you on a police horse? Heh-heh-heh.
It's a long story.
- What's the matter, civilian? - Oh, right.
[Inhales deeply.]
So this guy accidentally took my gear bag and I took his gear bag full of bootleg DVDs to exchange it for my gear bag, which actually turned out to be a shady stolen-goods deal.
Then the first guy took my actual gear bag and ran off that way! - Whoa, dude.
- What did he look like? Uh, well, he was tall, bald, had a beard.
Yeah, I guess, he's a pretty buff dude.
- Wait.
Like this? - That's the guy! Now I've got you, you son of a gun.
Let's get him! Unh! I'm comin', too.
Here come the popo! Fine.
Let's roll! Hyah! [Siren wails.]
[Panting.]
Hey! You! There he is.
You! Freeze! [Siren wailing.]
[Music.]
- Stop right there! - He went left! Hey, let's go! - Dead end! - Back that way! Hey, let's go! Hey, let's go! Hey! Hey! [Gasps.]
[Horse neighs.]
We got him cornered.
You done, son! - He's getting away! - Not on my watch.
- Whoa! - Whoa! He's climbing the hedge! Hey, let's go! [Grunting.]
Hey, let's go! We are not letting him get away.
Show me what you got, Lucille! Hyah! [Horse neighs.]
[Siren wails.]
[Siren stops.]
It was a good try, Lucille.
[Grunts.]
Heh-heh.
Too easy! [Gasps.]
Ohh.
Grr! Hey, watch it, kid! [Panting.]
I gotta stash this dough till the heat dies down.
[Creepy music.]
Huh? What was that? What? What is this?! Who's there?! Stop playin', bro! Where are you?! What is wrong with this playground?! Gyah! Oh.
Oh.
It's just you little kids.
Out of my way, pipsqueaks.
Why you mad-doggin' me like that? Whatever, you little freaks.
What the? [Music.]
[Music.]
[Children shouting.]
Ahh! Aaaaaah! He must be arou What the heck? [Muffled shouts.]
Ice Bear found Grizz gear.
[Cuffs click.]
- Looks like play time is over, pal.
- My gear! Ah! Thank you so much for saving it, brother.
- Children saved Grizz gear.
- Oh, what? That is so rad.
Here.
Have one of my Gear Bars, little dude.
You deserve it.
In fact, Gear bars for everyone! [Children cheering.]
Officer: Hey, kid! - Huh? - I almost forgot to buy your drawing! Wh Really?! Oh, thank you! You're You're the first person to buy my art! - But I thought I needed a permit.
- I'll let it slide this time.
[chuckles.]
Besides, I love this drawing.
He really captured your eyes.
[Growls.]
Stay out of trouble now.
Hyah! Well, that was quite a day at the park, huh? - What do you guys say we head home? - Yeah, that sounds good.
Thanks again, kiddos.
See you later.
[Music.]
[Whooshing.]
[Music.]
- Done.
- Done!