Adventure Time with Finn & Jake s06e18 Episode Script
Everything's Jake
(mouse squeaks) (penguins chirp) (screeches) Adventure time, come on, grab your friends, we'll go to very distant lands.
With Jake the dog and Finn the human the fun will never end.
It's adventure time! (humming) (buzzing) Bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz! The waffle doll shall fall, lest you eat the yellow dough! Bzzz! (humming) Hmm.
I'll I'll finish this later.
(yawns) I'm so tired! But also Hungry.
Maybe I should Eat some (snoring) (moaning) (groans) Huh? Uh Huh! Hmm.
Everything's made of Me.
Pretty neat! I bet there's like Like a cool city or something around here.
Nice! Jake cit-tay.
- Hi! - Oh! Uh, hi! - Jake! - Huh? - How you doing, Jake? - Uh, good, man.
Good.
Man, this place is awesome! Oh! Cool dolls.
They look like the rare, antique kind.
Maybe my kids will like them.
Hmm.
Wonder what my kids are gonna have for dinner.
Maybe pizza? (rumbling) Whoa! Whoa! (rumbling fades, stops) Some kind of Jake-quake.
Eh? Is that Jake? - Hey, there Um - Come on, man! It's Goose! - Your best friend! Goose! - Oh! Uh Of course.
- Goose! - Oh, Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake, ya big goof! How long's it been - Two, three years? - Let's see.
Uh, one, two, uh I've never been here.
(laughs) "I've never been here.
" You still got it, Jake.
(laughs nervously) Come on! Let's get you home.
Everybody's waiting - for you at the party.
- Uh, party? No Par-taaaaay! (upbeat music plays, people cheering) Jake's here! Jake! (dance music plays) (laughs) Do it again, Goose! (grunting, slapping) (laughs) - Hey, Jake? - Hey, what? Now that you're back, how about that 5 bucks you still owe me? Uh, what 5 bucks? Cheeseburger cheesecake ring a bell? (rumbling) What (partygoers murmuring) What is that? Oh Oh, that! Don't worry about that.
Do not.
Don't worry about that.
(thinking) Guess I better not worry about it.
Hmm.
- I'm hungies, Goose.
- I think there's a leftover nacho basket or something in the fridge.
(rumbling) Just a sec.
Cold-cut-and-nacho sandwiches! (rumbling) All right! (slurping) Ahhhhh! Ow! Something's wrong, Goose.
Jakey can't eat any of these nachos.
(rumbling) But Jakey need nachos! Aaaaah! (knock on door) (british accent) Mr.
Jake! Mr.
Jake! Mr.
Jake, the mayor wants to see you straightaway.
All right, lad.
Show me the way! (inhales) (panting) Jake! Hey, I got a for-real important question.
Do you like cereal in your cake? Jake? Hmm.
Mm-nn-mm.
(panting) - Mr.
Mayor? - Urchin.
Thank you for your help.
Help yourself to the herring cakes.
Righto! Hello, Jake! Thanks for making it.
- Heh.
Okay.
- Now, look, we're at orange alert here.
- Below us are gathered the city's top minds.
- Hmm.
And they've noticed that our seismographic troubles have increased exponentially since your arrival.
Mayor, uh, I want to meet these minds.
- Here are some of the minds.
- Jake, we want to perform some tests on you, to discover the cause of the quakes.
There's no need.
I got it figured out.
The tremors are happening because Jake is hungry, and his stomach is growling, and the hungrier he gets, the worse the quakes will become! (laughter) - I'll prove it! - Huh? - Mention a food item.
- Omelet! (rumbling) Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! What's in the omelet? (rumbling) Chili! It's a four-egg chili omelet! (rumbling) (minds murmuring) - Aaaaah! - Watch out! - Analysis, Tim.
- It's too early to say.
- This evidence is anecdotal.
- Look, just let me stretch outside to get something to eat, and the quakes will stop.
- That doesn't sound very sciency.
- No, but you have my - permission to test your idea.
- I don't like that idea! - Huh? - If Jake leaves, that would mean the utter destruction of our world.
I believe that Jake is an extra-dimensional being.
A "glob," if you will.
Whose psychic field holds our world together.
If he leaves, his flesh will reconfigure, and everything and everyone here will disappear completely! Oh, Dr.
Erik Addamkimson, you're just a fringe scientist, well known to have a crackpot of crazy theories.
Hmph.
Perhaps I am, and maybe I am wrong.
But are you really willing to take that chance? - We should imprison Jake immediately! - What?! No way! The world's not gonna end just because I go get a bagel.
(rumbling) Seize him! - Uh Peace! - Rah! Aaah! (grunting) - Why?! - Finish him! - Yaaaaah! - Oh! (whimpers) Bagel (rumbling) (crowd gasps) - This feels weird! - Don't worry, everybody.
I will journey to Jake's glob world, which legend would have us believe lies beyond the great sky hole, and bring back the food of the globs to appease Jake's appetite, thus saving everybody.
(crowd cheers) Wait! Wait! - I want to go with you, son.
- I'm sorry, dad.
You You can't.
It's It's too dangerous.
Your mind is unprepared.
(crying) My son (sobs) (panting) (grunting) Huh? Yeah! There it is.
The sky hole! Phew! (projector whirring) Oh, my stars! It's just as I envisioned.
Oh, mighty Jake globs, I beseech your aid! Do you have bagels? Hello? Hmm.
Maybe those aren't the true globs.
Yeah, they're They're too ugly to be (slurping) (gasps) N-o-o-o-o-o! (sobbing) I thought you'd be beautiful, but you're not.
(sobbing) You're hideous! Hideous! (sobbing) (slurping) Bmo, resume.
Spaghetti (rumbling) (all screaming) Don't.
(slapping) - Huh? - Huh? (both laughing) - Hey, you're hilario - Oh! Ugh! Huh! Ugh! (sighs) (grunts) - Goose?! - Go! But But what if Erik Addamkimson is right? What if you and all the Jake peeps disappear - and I can't bring you back? - Then you won't have to pay me - back that 5 bucks.
- But - Ugh! Ugh! - Go eat, Jake! (inhales deeply) Huh! What is that? (all screaming) Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Uh Jake? What's going on, man? Feeling okay? Just getting a snack, Goose.
Just getting a snack.
With Jake the dog and Finn the human the fun will never end.
It's adventure time! (humming) (buzzing) Bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz! The waffle doll shall fall, lest you eat the yellow dough! Bzzz! (humming) Hmm.
I'll I'll finish this later.
(yawns) I'm so tired! But also Hungry.
Maybe I should Eat some (snoring) (moaning) (groans) Huh? Uh Huh! Hmm.
Everything's made of Me.
Pretty neat! I bet there's like Like a cool city or something around here.
Nice! Jake cit-tay.
- Hi! - Oh! Uh, hi! - Jake! - Huh? - How you doing, Jake? - Uh, good, man.
Good.
Man, this place is awesome! Oh! Cool dolls.
They look like the rare, antique kind.
Maybe my kids will like them.
Hmm.
Wonder what my kids are gonna have for dinner.
Maybe pizza? (rumbling) Whoa! Whoa! (rumbling fades, stops) Some kind of Jake-quake.
Eh? Is that Jake? - Hey, there Um - Come on, man! It's Goose! - Your best friend! Goose! - Oh! Uh Of course.
- Goose! - Oh, Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake, ya big goof! How long's it been - Two, three years? - Let's see.
Uh, one, two, uh I've never been here.
(laughs) "I've never been here.
" You still got it, Jake.
(laughs nervously) Come on! Let's get you home.
Everybody's waiting - for you at the party.
- Uh, party? No Par-taaaaay! (upbeat music plays, people cheering) Jake's here! Jake! (dance music plays) (laughs) Do it again, Goose! (grunting, slapping) (laughs) - Hey, Jake? - Hey, what? Now that you're back, how about that 5 bucks you still owe me? Uh, what 5 bucks? Cheeseburger cheesecake ring a bell? (rumbling) What (partygoers murmuring) What is that? Oh Oh, that! Don't worry about that.
Do not.
Don't worry about that.
(thinking) Guess I better not worry about it.
Hmm.
- I'm hungies, Goose.
- I think there's a leftover nacho basket or something in the fridge.
(rumbling) Just a sec.
Cold-cut-and-nacho sandwiches! (rumbling) All right! (slurping) Ahhhhh! Ow! Something's wrong, Goose.
Jakey can't eat any of these nachos.
(rumbling) But Jakey need nachos! Aaaaah! (knock on door) (british accent) Mr.
Jake! Mr.
Jake! Mr.
Jake, the mayor wants to see you straightaway.
All right, lad.
Show me the way! (inhales) (panting) Jake! Hey, I got a for-real important question.
Do you like cereal in your cake? Jake? Hmm.
Mm-nn-mm.
(panting) - Mr.
Mayor? - Urchin.
Thank you for your help.
Help yourself to the herring cakes.
Righto! Hello, Jake! Thanks for making it.
- Heh.
Okay.
- Now, look, we're at orange alert here.
- Below us are gathered the city's top minds.
- Hmm.
And they've noticed that our seismographic troubles have increased exponentially since your arrival.
Mayor, uh, I want to meet these minds.
- Here are some of the minds.
- Jake, we want to perform some tests on you, to discover the cause of the quakes.
There's no need.
I got it figured out.
The tremors are happening because Jake is hungry, and his stomach is growling, and the hungrier he gets, the worse the quakes will become! (laughter) - I'll prove it! - Huh? - Mention a food item.
- Omelet! (rumbling) Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! What's in the omelet? (rumbling) Chili! It's a four-egg chili omelet! (rumbling) (minds murmuring) - Aaaaah! - Watch out! - Analysis, Tim.
- It's too early to say.
- This evidence is anecdotal.
- Look, just let me stretch outside to get something to eat, and the quakes will stop.
- That doesn't sound very sciency.
- No, but you have my - permission to test your idea.
- I don't like that idea! - Huh? - If Jake leaves, that would mean the utter destruction of our world.
I believe that Jake is an extra-dimensional being.
A "glob," if you will.
Whose psychic field holds our world together.
If he leaves, his flesh will reconfigure, and everything and everyone here will disappear completely! Oh, Dr.
Erik Addamkimson, you're just a fringe scientist, well known to have a crackpot of crazy theories.
Hmph.
Perhaps I am, and maybe I am wrong.
But are you really willing to take that chance? - We should imprison Jake immediately! - What?! No way! The world's not gonna end just because I go get a bagel.
(rumbling) Seize him! - Uh Peace! - Rah! Aaah! (grunting) - Why?! - Finish him! - Yaaaaah! - Oh! (whimpers) Bagel (rumbling) (crowd gasps) - This feels weird! - Don't worry, everybody.
I will journey to Jake's glob world, which legend would have us believe lies beyond the great sky hole, and bring back the food of the globs to appease Jake's appetite, thus saving everybody.
(crowd cheers) Wait! Wait! - I want to go with you, son.
- I'm sorry, dad.
You You can't.
It's It's too dangerous.
Your mind is unprepared.
(crying) My son (sobs) (panting) (grunting) Huh? Yeah! There it is.
The sky hole! Phew! (projector whirring) Oh, my stars! It's just as I envisioned.
Oh, mighty Jake globs, I beseech your aid! Do you have bagels? Hello? Hmm.
Maybe those aren't the true globs.
Yeah, they're They're too ugly to be (slurping) (gasps) N-o-o-o-o-o! (sobbing) I thought you'd be beautiful, but you're not.
(sobbing) You're hideous! Hideous! (sobbing) (slurping) Bmo, resume.
Spaghetti (rumbling) (all screaming) Don't.
(slapping) - Huh? - Huh? (both laughing) - Hey, you're hilario - Oh! Ugh! Huh! Ugh! (sighs) (grunts) - Goose?! - Go! But But what if Erik Addamkimson is right? What if you and all the Jake peeps disappear - and I can't bring you back? - Then you won't have to pay me - back that 5 bucks.
- But - Ugh! Ugh! - Go eat, Jake! (inhales deeply) Huh! What is that? (all screaming) Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Uh Jake? What's going on, man? Feeling okay? Just getting a snack, Goose.
Just getting a snack.