(OPENING THEME PLAYING)
(DRIPPING)
(WHIRRING)
(DRIPPING)
(BUZZING)
ALL: Ba-ba-ba-ba-bored.
There's nothing to do
around here.
Uh, I know, it's so boring!
The dreary time is here for me
as well.
Titans, I know you're bored!
So am I.
But, if we band together
in defiance of the tyranny
of boredom...
Ahh! Your inspirational
speech is super boring!
Do you mind?
I'm trying to read.
THE OTHERS: Sorry.
Why don't you
try reading a book?
(WIND WHISTLING)
What is so special
about the books?
Well, Starfire,
books are a world
of imagination.
They create pictures
in your mind.
Come on.
You're just sitting there
looking at words.
Words can take you
on an imagination adventure.
- (MURMURING)
- You know,
I've heard tell of this
but you know,
I've never seen it
in action.
Uh, I'd like to go
on an imagination adventure.
Can we, uh, see one?
Sure.
(SNAPPING FINGERS)
BEAST BOY: The Return of
the Invisible Man.
(SNIFFING)
(CHOMPING)
My imagination is going
into overdrive!
ROBIN: Biography
of Benjamin Franklin!
This is so amazing!
CYBORG:
The Adventures of Pinocchio.
This is so magical!
STARFIRE: The Birdwatcher's
Guide to Pelicans!
(GASPING) My brain
has never been so alive.
Reading is fundamental, yo!
"Geppetto held
Pinocchio's hand
"and showed him
how to put one foot
after the other."
- (THUMPING)
- Oh... Huh!
Oh, how interesting.
- (MONSTER ROARING)
- (ZAPPING)
(COUGHING)
Invisible Man,
you are the coolest.
(GULLS CRYING)
Books are the best thing ever!
Why did I not try
the reading before?
The world of imagination
is awesome.
(SIGHING) If only
we could take our love
of reading to a new level.
Well, I've always wanted
to start a book club.
They have clubs...for books?
- I want to be a member.
- Me, too.
Me number after two.
(ALL READING)
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(PANTHER ROARING)
So, uh, how is this
supposed to work, Raven?
Well, book clubs share
comments about
the books they've read.
I loved my book.
The pelicans are funny.
They give me
the splinknards.
(GIGGLING)
My book was crazy fun.
It was filled
with so much adventure.
My book had science,
and science is cool.
Guys, it's more
than just sharing feelings,
it's about sharing thoughts.
What's a thought?
(SIGHING) Uh.
Let me show you.
(CLEARING THROAT)
I found my book's premise
to be unconvincing,
the plot twists trite,
and the philosophical
underpinning
a strained attempt
at significance.
(ALL GASPING)
What did you just do, Rave?
I think she just took the fun
out of reading.
Quick, Beast Boy,
tell us about your book!
I love my book so much
I wrote a song about it.
♪ My book has a front
And a back ♪
♪ With paper in the middle ♪
♪ It has words ♪
♪ They are big and little ♪
♪ Numbers on each page
Can't get lost ♪
♪ So when I open it
Man, I read like a boss ♪
♪ I love the feel of the paper
The smell of the ink ♪
♪ It challenges my brain
It's making me think ♪
♪ It's my book, baby,
There ain't no other
like it ♪
♪ It's my book, baby,
What... ♪
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
(RAVEN SIGHING)
Wait, Rave.
- What?
- (STUTTERING) We, uh...
We finished reading
all of our books.
And?
We needs new books to read.
Why don't you just read
each other's books?
You are nasty, girl,
that is just gross.
I don't know what to tell you.
Our eyes are hungry
for the letters
arranged in punctuated
patterns that convey meaning.
Don't you understand?
We got the need.
The need to read!
You gotta get us
more books, man!
You can't start us reading
and then cut us off.
Reading is fundamental.
(SLAPPING)
Get it together.
Oh, this is bad.
This is real bad.
(SOBBING)
I can feel
my imagination dying.
It hurts.
There must be more books
around here somewhere.
Let's split up.
Titans, go!
(OPTICAL CIRCUITS BEEPING)
(CHOMPING)
No books in here.
(WHINING)
No books under the couch.
(SNORING)
(DINGING)
What's up, fellas?
Listen, listen,
I have found one.
ROBIN: Wait!
That's a comic book.
STARFIRE: Is not a comic book
a type of book?
CYBORG: It doesn't count
if it has pictures!
BEAST BOY: Aw! This could never
feed our imagination!
(BEEPING)
I think I hear a book in here.
(MONSTER HUMMING)
Man, I am having some
serious deja vu right now.
Nothing.
(FLUSHING)
(SNIFFING)
I smell a book.
(DIGGING)
Bingo!
Oh, who is the good boy?
Who is the good boy?
ROBIN: You sure
there's a book in there?
Only one way to find out.
(ALL GASPING)
CYBORG: Look, it's got a face!
Ooh, I love faces!
Oh, joy!
It is smiling at me.
Let's read it.
You guys found another book?
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
And it has a face.
(GASPING) Not that book.
You can't read that one.
We have to. It's gonna
fuel our imaginations.
But not in a good way.
That book's evil,
that's why I buried it.
- Too late.
- ALL: Ooh! Aah!
(SINISTER MUSIC)
(SQUAWKING)
I told you not to open it.
It's unleashing all the things
you've imagined.
Well, how do we stop it?
You have to turn off
your imaginations.
- (GROANING)
- (GLASS BREAKING)
I can't do it.
(SCREAMING)
(EVIL LAUGHING)
Why did the biography
of Benjamin Franklin...
- ...have to be so...
- (ZAPPING)
...compelling?
You made reading
too much fun, Raven.
(YELLING)
- (SQUAWKING)
- (STARFIRE GRUNTING)
(FISH FIRING)
There has to be a way
of making books boring.
- What might turn our
imaginations off again?
- (FISH SLAPPING)
That's it.
We have to take the fun
out of reading.
(ALL READING)
Who's going first?
(GROANING)
Um, the premise
that a man might become
invisible
is, like, totally far-fetched
and resists even the most
strenuous suspensions
of disbelief, bro.
While the biography goes over
some well-trodden ground,
ultimately it reminds us
why Franklin is one of our
most fascinating
Founding Fathers.
We're doing it.
We're making reading boring.
Keep it up, guys.
(PELICANS SQUAWKING)
The author's understanding
of the ancient Egyptians'
associations of pelicans
with death and the afterlife
seem tenuous,
to say the least!
(YELPING)
The climactic appearance...
(YELPING)
...of the Blue Fairy
and her subsequent
humanization
of the Little Wooden Boy
serve to symbolically
demonstrate... (WHISTLING)
...the overcoming
of lesser impulses
in order to discover
one's real self.
It's over.
I'm gonna destroy this book
so it can never
hurt anyone again.
(MELLOW JAZZ PLAYING)
You should have warned us.
Reading isn't
just fundamental,
it's dangerous.
We almost died
because of books, Rave.
I hope this doesn't
do anything to diminish
your love of reading.
(COUGHING)
(MELLOW JAZZ CONTINUING)
Mmm-mmm! Just look at it.
A six-seater
custom built beauty.
BEAST BOY: Top of the line
micro-fiber upholstery.
CYBORG:
Triple layer high density
polyurethane seating.
BEAST BOY:
Solid kiln-dried oak frame.
Those cushions,
so plump and comfy.
So warm and soft.
Are you ready?
Oh, yeah.
I've been waiting all week for
lazy Sunday!
(BOTH SIGHING)
I am so lazy.
I must be the laziest person
in the world.
No way.
I'm twice as lazy
as you are, brah.
Maybe three times.
If I weren't so lazy,
I'd laugh in your face.
My laziness makes
your laziness look...
(SNORING)
(COUGHING)
(GASPS) Huh?
What was I saying?
Don't know.
I'm way too lazy to listen.
Now, now, boys.
Don't get so riled up.
You're both lazy.
Thanks, Couch Spirit.
Yeah, you the king,
Couch Spirit. You the king!
Oh, it does my heart good
to see you both so relaxed
on this lazy, lazy Sunday.
I'm relaxing so hard
right now, man.
Nobody can relax like us,
right, Couch Spirit?
That's right, baby.
If you were any more relaxed,
why, you'd be dead.
Hmm. Dead.
(SLAPPING)
Just you listen to the Couch.
Some folks might try
to take away your laziness,
but don't you let 'em.
Never be too lazy
to stand up and fight
for your right to be lazy.
I don't understand.
You see, well... (YAWNING)
You know what,
I'm gonna take a nap.
Ciao, babies.
(BOTH SIGHING)
Yeah.
What's with you guys?
Why won't you
get off the couch?
Lazy Sunday, brah!
It's Tuesday.
Not my problem.
Ah, at least make room
for the rest of us.
No can do, bro. Too comfy.
Yeah, scoot over.
It's too much trouble, baby.
This is ridiculous!
We like the couch too,
but you guys
are abusing it!
What do you expect?
It's lazy Sunday.
It's Tuesday!
Do I look like
a calendar, fool?
Face it. You'll never get us
off this couch.
Never.
(BELL DINGS)
Who wants the chili?
- Chili?
- I love chili!
I want that chili.
But it's so far away.
And my butt is so comfy.
(SNIFFING)
But the chili smells so good.
Dilemma, bro.
I got a plan.
We go into the kitchen,
I'll grab it,
toss it into your bird mouth,
you then baby bird
feed me some chili,
we'll be headed back
to the couch
in 5,23 seconds.
Mmm-mmm!
That was some good chili!
(BOTH YELL)
We've been robbed!
Where'd the couch go?
I donated it
to the community center.
No more couch.
No more lazy Sundays.
(BOTH CRYING)
I hope this does not
go on very long.
It's only the beginning.
There are five stages
of grief.
Stage one, denial.
Oh, this couch
is so comfy, man!
I'm just so glad
that the couch is still here,
right where it always is.
Stage two, anger.
I'm so angry!
I'm so that way, too!
(BOTH YELLING)
Anger!
Stage three, bargaining.
Please, please, please,
please, please bring it back.
- We won't ever sit again!
- Nope.
- How about if we...
- No!
- You are gonna love this one.
- No!
And get out!
Stage four, depression.
(SAD GUITAR MUSIC)
(SOBBING) I miss you.
(SAD HARMONICA MUSIC)
(SOBBING) Why?
Stage five, acceptance.
Remember that lump?
(SIGHING) And that
mysterious sticky stain.
Yeah. Good times.
(BEEPING)
- Dude, what are you doing?
- I'm walking.
On the furniture?
That's crazy!
No way, baby!
This thing is great!
Hey, Rave!
Tried the treadmill yet?
Wow, great. Feeling energized.
Hey, Star! How about you?
All right. I will walk upon
the mill of treads.
(BEEPS)
I did not know
it was so much fun
to use my feet.
(GIGGLING)
It's our turn now!
Yeah, we wanna go.
(RHYTHMIC WORKOUT MUSIC)
Dude, how come we never tried
exercise before?
Beats me. I love working out!
MALE VOICE: Who doesn't?
Treadmill Spirit?
'Sup, bros?
Just had me a killer workout.
I'm so pumped right now.
Man, my glutes
are still burning.
Protein shake?
I'm good. Thanks.
(STAMMERING) Yeah. I'm good.
More for me.
Treadmill Spirit,
you are ripped.
What's your secret, dude?
I'm so glad you asked, bro.
It's easy.
My day starts
promptly at 3:00 a.m.
with a 16-mile sprint.
After I'm warmed up,
I hit the elliptical
for a solid hour.
Then from
5:00 a.m. to 7:00 a.m.,
I work on my upper body.
From 7:00 to 8:00,
I work on my upper-upper body.
8:00 to 8:15, I have juice
while doing squats.
And after breakfast,
it's time to work out!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Do you ever relax
and just chill?
(EXCLAIMS) Never, bros.
Life is motion.
Which reminds me...
I've got a Pilates class
in five.
Keep it up, bros.
And you can be just like me.
BOTH: We've got to get
the couch back.
Titans, we've got us
a mission.
A rescue mission.
What kind of rescue mission?
We're getting our couch back
from the community center.
No way, guys.
We've never been healthier
we got rid of the couch. Sorry.
No, it's cool.
It was probably only going
to be a killer workout.
Nope.
Oh, well, we were
gonna hit up
hit up that tasty new
taco joint on the way back,
but, it's cool though. Whatevs.
Wait! Tacos?
Let's do this. Titans, go!
33, 34, 35, 36...
I have visual contact. 37...
Couch has been confirmed.
We go on my signal.
38, 39...
Go, go, go, go!
Ladies, please,
you got to sit this one out.
Yeah. This one's personal.
- Whatever.
- Good luck!
(SLURPING)
(WAILING)
(BEEPING)
Mama Bird, we are in position.
I repeat, we are in position.
79, 80. Copy that.
Red Robin is leaving the nest.
Repeat.
Red Robin is leaving the nest.
- (BELL DINGS)
- Take her away!
We'd love to stay,
but there's no place to sit.
Booyah-skadoom!
There! Now you can
have your treadmill.
(GROANS AND SIGHS)
And we can have our couch.
Great!
More treadmill time for me.
It is kind of nice
to have the couch back.
Yes, the couch is pink.
The Couch is back, babies!
We missed you, Couch.
I missed you too, babies.
Let's never ever
be apart again.
(SNIFFING) Ugh!
Except, now it's got a smell.
Those community center boys,
they do love their garlic.
(ALL LAUGHING)
Faster, bro!
Go, go, go, go, go,
go, go!
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)