The Flint Lock... whoa!
Steve!
Nerd!
Flint Lockwood!
Uh oh!
♪ There's a story told of a fish so old ♪
♪ And his name was Johnny Sardine ♪
♪ He was a magic fish If you made a wish ♪
♪ He'd grant it and all your dreams. ♪
♪ Johnny!
♪ Johnny Sardine!
Happy Birthday, Johnny Sardine!
There's no way that sardine is 50 years old!
I mean look at him, that's ridiculous.
I know. He looks great for his age.
And after all these years.
Johnny Sardine in the Mod 60s, the 70s
when he discovered rock and roll, the power-suit 80s,
the slacker 90s. Always super famous.
Always granting wishes.
It makes no sense. Unless...
granting wishes is a form of energy
represented by "E" over T for Time divided
by the rate of aging... Nope, no sense.
Move it! Average people back off. Uh oh!
Hey Sam. It's me, Baby Brent. Boom!
Yo, Fishery-dude!
I wish my face could even be more impossibly beautiful
than it already is. Just do it.
Oh, look at that jaw! It's like it's 3D.
Thanks, Jimmy Sardinelli.
Uh oh! BB out.
Wow.
And if you think that's cool.
I don't. I do not.
There was this one time I wished for a pony
and when I got home...
Flint, there's a pony on TV.
LOOK, IT'S A PONY! THERE'S A PONY ON TV!
AH, IT'S LIKE A LITTLE HORSE!
Whoa.
Flint Lockwood, I won't have you threatening Swallow Falls'
most beloved wish-granting fish
with your jumpy up and downy nincompoopery.
Morning Mr. Earl. You're crushing my lungs.
Oh, Great Johnny Sardine.
Give me a sign that my precious son, Cal,
loves his daddy even half as much as his daddy loves him.
Woohoo! You did it again, Johnny Sardine.
You did it again. Happy Birthday. Whoo hoo hoo!
Give it a go.
Oh fine. But only to prove how lame this is.
How 'bout an ice cream.
Wha?! How. Did that happen?
That's the power of Johnny Sardine!
That'll be two bucks, kid.
- A wish-granting fish. - . Who knew?
My turn. Let's see... that's it!
Ah! I killed Johnny Sardine!
C'mon, Flint, it's a sardine, right?
How much trouble can we possibly get into?
Hey-hey-hey! As the Mayor of Swallow Falls...
Sorry, Dad.
I have an announcement to make.
It's Johnny Sardine's 50th birthday!
So if anything happens to him today,
that person or persons are in BIG TROUBLE! HUGE TROUBLE!
So where's the birthday boy?
C'mere you little finny friend.
Where are you hiding?
He's uh...
He's teleported to another dimension!
He got a really lucrative job offer...
...to that drug store...
...drug store over... under the water...
...under the bridge...
Good thing I'm not listening to either of you.
Yoo-hoo, Johnny!
I have an idea, Sam.
Great, we tell Mayor Shelbourne
that it was all an accident?
No, I'll invent Johnny Sardine back to life!
TO THE LAB! But first... MAYOR DISTRACTION!
Fine.
Yes I do. Want an ice cream?
I do, I do want some ice cream! Mmmm. Little ice cream, little ice cream...
So distractingly delicious.
I wasn't finished!
♪ HE WAS A MIGHTY FISH, BUT WAS PENNY SQUISHED, ♪
♪ AND FLAT WAS JOHNNY SARDINE.
♪ HE WAS ONCE A SWIMMER BUT NOW LOOKS LIKE DINNER, ♪
♪ GOTTA SAVE THAT JOHNNY SARDINE. ♪
Dr. Flint, we lost him.
OVER! OVER!
Not yet, Lab Assistant Steve.
It's not over till the fat fish fries.
Still looking very dead.
Inflating.
Deflating.
And... CLEAR!
Still dead.
Pickling.
Still dead.
Flambéing!
Nope.
And... CLEAR!
He gone.
Clear harder!
Begging! Please come back, oh wish-granting sardine.
Johnny, it's me Flint, we met earlier.
JOHNNY!
It's about time! Wah!
Why don't we just tell the Mayor the truth?
We can't tell anyone. Johnny Sardine was a fish hero.
Songs were written about him. Not good ones, but songs!
Hey, come on. They can't all be hits.
He's not smelling so fresh.
I know. I just wish, I wish...
That's it! I'll just wish Johnny Sardine back to normal.
I wish for Johnny Sardine to be good as new.
YOU'RE THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS!
Responsible for these shiny floors?
Take a look at those hammies. Even my pecs are shimmering
Whoa, Earl, put those pecs away before you hurt someone.
Again?
I can't believe anyone buys
this oldest fish malarkey anyway.
Now to collect all those pennies.
I'm a wish-destroyer. A dream-crusher.
A hope-squashing fish-squisher.
Relax. They don't even know it's us.
I'M GONNA LOCK YOU UP!
Lock you up, good and tight so no one can steal you!
Such a cute little bike. Look at that bell.
Bing bing bing bing!
♪ THEY WERE OUTLAWS ON THE RUN. ♪
♪ CAUSE THE DIRTY DEED WAS DONE. ♪
♪ THEY DONE KILLED JOHNNY.
♪ JOHNNY SARDINE
Mmmm, that's some nice scales.
Dad! I'm leaving town!
Your son is a nothing but a sardine-killer.
If anyone asks, I loved that Johnny Sardine
like he was my slimey bro. I tried to save him, Dad. I tried.
Uhm... uhm... Gone Fishing.
THIS IS CRIMINAL!
Criminal how tasty your ice cream is.
I only wish my whole body was a tongue so I could roll up
in this here ice cream and taste it all over.
I know a guy who can make that happen.
It's invasive; it's expensive; and you will regret it.
We can't stay in Swallow Falls anymore.
We have to put as much distance between us
and the scene of the crime as possible.
OK, this'll be fun.
Yeah. We'll get new identities.
Oh, we'll get really convincing wigs.
We'll change our voices.
Invent new laughs.
And we'll need cool aliases.
Like, I'll be Rocket Johnson, and you can be Swamp Worm.
What, no! I don't wanna be Swamp Worm.
I want to be Rainbow Mist, Queen of the Clouds.
No no, it's gotta be tougher, like, Stingray,
or Cobra Strike. Or Spruce Willis.
I don't wanna be that.
I don't wanna be Spruce Willis; that's silly.
Actually I think I'll be Cobra Strike.
Wait, do you hear something?
MEATBALLS!
Who's ready to Party?
Uh oh! They're hot and ready, watch it!
My mouth is willing and open...
They're hot little nuggets; have some!
They've been in here all day. Whoo!
Whoo!
This town is so weird.
C'mon Sam, JUMP!
Agh!
What can I say about Johnny Sardine? . Not much.
But today we celebrate his 50th birthday with respect.
By respect, I mean, money in the fountain.
Roll in the cake! 2 bucks a slice.
You wanna use a fork, that's another dollar.
If you wanna use a spoon, that's 50 cents.
But you have to buy a fork with it.
Flint Lockwood, and new girl whose name I can never remember!
Sitting in a cake is pure shenaniganism. It's Sam.
Intolerable by law!
FOR SHAMEITY SHAME SHAME! Drop and give me twenty!
Flint, we have to tell the truth!
You're right, Sam. Our days on the lam are over.
No more ruthless renegades on the run from old man law.
What? We didn't really run.
We were children of the universe. What?
...and now we must return.
Thank you, we got it.
Mayor Shelbourne, fellow Swallow Fallians.
I'm afraid we killed...
Stop the press! That is not Johnny Sardine.
Boo!
Outrageous!
Lies! What's-her-name lies!
The foreign one lies!
No, Sam's right. It's a Johnny Sardine miracle!
My wish came true! He's good as new!
But we totally killed him. And that fish has a moustache.
Oh Sam, don't you see? Johnny Sardine isn't about facts,
or truth, or even facial hair.
He's about hope, and wonder, and believing
something good can happen. Who doesn't want that?
The kid's right. Hey, if you want to cynically believe
that I replace Johnny Sardine every day,
is that what you're trying to tell me?
Is that what's happening now? Then you just go right ahead.
I mean, here's one for next Monday.
And how about this one for Thursday?
Please. Like I'd do that.
Now it's got an eye patch and an afro.
Looking good, little fishy.
This town is so weird.
Happy Birthday, Johnny Sardine!
♪AND THAT'S THE BALLAD OF JOHNNY SARDINE ♪