[Bea] Bzz!
Ooh. [screams]
-Bzz! -Wow! [chuckles]
♪ Live for today ♪
♪ Life's an adventure ♪
♪ Whatever comes his way ♪
♪ Whatever comes, stay in the moment ♪
♪ Keep your heart open ♪
Ah!
♪ Whatever comes his way ♪
♪ Whatever comes our way ♪
♪ Whatever comes our way, hey! ♪
"Archibald's Next Big Thing"?
[gasps] Got to go!
-[crickets chirping] -[owl hooting]
[narrator] Ah, yes, the Enchanted Mansion -
Crackridge's very elite, very famous,
and only magic club.
And this is Stacey the Stupendous,
pretty much the greatest scarf magician ever.
That's a lot of laundry.
If my show goes well tonight,
maybe someday my face will be on these walls.
Ooh, that's gonna hurt.
A painting of my face will be on these walls.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
One night a year, the Enchanted Mansion invited up-and-coming magicians
onto their stage to perform.
This year, it was Finly's chance.
Tonight, on this very stage,
Crackridge shall witness The Great Finly,
Duke of Illusion.
What a name!
There's gonna be important guests at this show.
I'll practice my disappearing-milk trick once more.
Well, maybe your new assistant can lend a hand, huh?
You think you're ready to be my magician's assistant?
I am so ready!
I like your enthusiasm.
Grab me the milk and the newspaper.
Behold, a simple newspaper.
-Voilà! -What?
Hey, now that I'm your assistant, you got to tell me,
does the milk really disappear, or does it go to another dimension?
W-What? No, it goes into the cup.
Huh. Into the cup.
Archibald, I think it's time to let you in on a little secret.
Everything about magic is just smoke and mirrors.
Of course it is!
Smoke and mirrors.
And that means...?
It means it looks real,
but it's all just an illusion.
-It's fake. -No!
Hand me my wand. I'll show you how the milk reappears.
-I... I-I don't see it. -What?
I got to have my wand!
But I thought you said it's all smoke and mirrors?
It is, but I've only rehearsed my tricks with a wand.
Without a wand, I'm not sure I can do them.
Don't panic. I'm sure there's an extra wand around here somewhere.
[groans] The show's gonna start any second. I'm ruined!
Just leave it to your assistant, Archibald the Splendiferous!
I'm not sure assistants get names.
Think about it. We'll chat about it later.
Archibald, that's not a door. It's a...
vanishing cabinet.
[screaming continues]
[thud]
I think this is the lobby.
So, Archibald found himself deep in the Enchanted Mansion's basement.
Oh, the basement lobby.
Bea, keep your eyes peeled for a wand.
Bzz-bzz!
Whoa!
This is kind of very super creepy.
Oh, a book, with a star.
This book's good and stuck!
[grunting]
-Bzz-bzz! -Huh? Whoa!
This must be the smoke and mirrors Finly was talking about.
[jabbering]
[chuckles]
Bzz... [blows raspberry, chuckles]
Bzz...
[gasps] Oh-ho-ho!
Hello, handsome.
Ah!
OK, that one hurt a little bit.
Whoa, I must have hit my face pretty hard, because now I'm an old janitor.
-Good evening, chicken! -[screams]
Sorry to startle you.
Don't get many visitors in this part of the mansion.
Name's Tolby.
Oh, hi, Tolby. I'm Archibald.
I accidentally went through a vanishing cabinet.
A vanishing cabinet? Well, do you still have your shoes on?
Whoa! Where did those come from?
Those cabinets can be tricky.
Everything in this mansion is rigged with secret passageways,
hidden rooms, trap doors,
smoke and mirrors - stuff like that.
Question: do any of these hidden rooms have an extra wand, by chance?
My brother's performing tonight. I'm his assistant.
I've seen a lot of wands these days, but I'm more of a hat-magic kind of guy.
-Hat magic? -Indeed.
I mean, there could be anything inside... a hat.
-Whoa! -Go ahead, see for yourself.
Wow!
-Sorry, that's the bathroom key. -Oh, OK.
Listen, if you want, you can take the hat for your brother's show.
-Thank you! -Looking good, chicken.
The classics never go out of style.
Here you go. Nineteenth door on the left should get you on your way.
Thanks. Nineteenth door. Got it.
[whistling]
-To the ninth door! -Bzz-bzz!
Nineteenth? Is that what he said?
Well, we better check them all.
Nope.
-That's not it. -Bzz...
Finly was still without a wand,
and it was nearly showtime.
The Purple Capes!
The most elite magicians in the world
are sitting in the front row!
Come on, Archibald! Bring me that wand!
[chattering]
-Uh... -[chattering stops]
-Evening. -Hello.
I was wondering if you had a...
I'm sorry, what is this place?
We're show rabbits, daddy-o.
Waiting to be called on stage.
It's been a long time, so we're all on standby.
That's rough.
-[announcer] Four-seventeen, you're up. -Yes!
I'm finally going to the big show, fellas!
[cheering]
Yeah! You go, rabbit!
False alarm. They wanted a dove.
[groans] Next time, man. Next time.
[sighs] The days of old-school magic are behind us, I'm afraid.
Whoa! I haven't seen one of those hats in a while.
I know. Pretty cool, right? But what I'm really looking for is a wand.
No wands here, I'm afraid.
But if you ever need a rabbit, you know where to find us.
Thanks. Come on, Bea.
Oh, man!
What am I gonna tell my wife?
[drumroll]
-[fanfare] -[cheering]
Are you kidding me? Nothing follows dessert!
And now, put your wings, hooves,
and anything else I've overlooked together,
for our next amateur magician of the night,
The Great Finly, Duke of Illusion!
[applause]
Uh... Here goes nothing.
Ooh!
-[horn honks] -Ah!
-[growling] -Ah!
[sighs] So many doors.
How about this one?
Oh, hey, buddy. Have you seen my legs?
Nope. Sorry.
Uh...
-[gobbles] -[coughs]
May I?
-Ta-da! -Ooh!
-Yummy! -Bzz!
Oh, hey! Your head is looking for you!
Tolby?
Hey, your brother's already on stage!
If only there was a shortcut.
[tapping]
-Voilà! -Yes!
And don't forget this!
Oh, right. Thanks, Tolby!
Remember, kid, the crowd loves the classics!
-And, behold, the milk disappears! -[drumroll]
[muted applause]
-[coughing] -Shh!
And now, as I wave my magic wand -
I-I mean, my magic feathers -
the milk reappears!
Whoa!
[clears throat]
Oh, this always works when I have my wand.
[rattling]
Hello.
Whoa! Ah!
I'm OK.
Oh, you're kidding me.
Pardon my interruption,
Duke of Confusion.
[chuckles] "Illusion."
Uh-huh. I discovered just what your act has been missing.
Oh, you found what I needed, my trusty assistant?
Yes, I did.
Perfect! You found my--
-Hat! -A hat?
I thought you were bringing me my wand!
[chuckles] Silly, chicken.
Who needs a wand when you have a magical hat?
Me. I do.
I need a wand, my good man.
Please, take it.
I insist.
But I don't want to take it.
I assure you, Finly, the Duke of...
Delusion?
"Illusion"!
Go on, see what's inside.
Trust me.
-Huh? Uh... -[fanfare]
I'm back, baby!
-How did you do that? -It's all smoke and mirrors, remember?
Just go with it. I have some friends ready to help out.
[laughs sheepishly]
Let's just see how many rabbits I have in here, anyway.
Prepare to be amazed!
Uh-oh. [chuckles]
Listen up, rabbits!
This is not a drill!
Whatever it is, it's got to be in here somewhere.
-[whistle blows] -Move! Move! Move!
You've trained for this!
[audience gasps]
-[cheering] -[Finly chuckles]
Ta-da!
Give me anything! Anything!
[cheering continues]
Come on! What else?
What about these guys?
-Sure! Send them up. -[gobbling]
[cheering and applause]
[gobbles]
Ta-da!
[gobbles]
Behold!
The strange mysteries of the hat!
-Is this your card? Is this your card? -Oh!
And now for the big finish.
Big finish? We need more stuff!
Bzz!
[rumbling]
Whoa!
[cheering]
I present my assistant,
Archibald the Splendiferous!
He was part of the show the whole time!
I was? I mean, I was!
[audience member] Amazing!
[cheering continues]
Fantastic show tonight, boys!
That was some classic magic.
I think this belongs to you.
Wow!
There's an opening to perform next week, if you're interested?
Well, you know, I'll have to check my schedule.
Yes, I can do it!
I mean, that is, if my assistant's available.
Man, I sure hope he's free.
Yes, I can do it!
Splendid! Until then, boys.
-Archibald, where did you get the hat? -Oh, that guy.
The one in the painting, he gave it to me.
Tolby the Transcendent?
Famous hat magician and founder of the Enchanted Mansion?
-That's impossible! -Why?
Tolby's been dead for almost 100 years.
Yeah, right! Dead magician.
Smoke and mirrors. I'm not falling for it.
Well, wherever it came from, it made a hat magician out of me.
I'm gonna go grab the trunk.
[gasps]
That will do, hat. That will do.
And for my final trick, I'll make this dirt disappear.
[whistling]
Finly, you'd better get in here!
[gasps]
Never mind.
[narrator] On a sunny afternoon,
Finly invited Archibald to join him in his pottery class.
I think I'm getting the hang of it!
[screaming]
-Ooh! That was close. -[rattling]
Thank goodness you survived!
[gasps]
-Interesting technique, Archibald. -Very avant-garde, bro.
Thanks.
That's a good thing, right?
Now, remember class, if you need inspiration,
simply look around you.
What inspires you?
Like my chip-and-dip bowl here.
What do you think inspired this?
-Chips and dip? -Correct!
Huh. What am I inspired by?
Ah, like the great artiste Lou McPigment once said,
"Inspiration can be found anywhere,
but let inspiration find you."
I still don't know where to go for that.
Well, when I'm looking for inspiration, you know what I do?
-Eat a pie? -No.
I go outside.
Oh, that could work, too.
As Archibald searched for inspiration on the beach...
Snazzy!
Oh, it's not my size.
...he noticed something rather peculiar.
[Archibald] Huh.
Ooh! Hello?
Are you my inspiration?
[gruff voice] Nobody's in here!
Inspiration's grumpy.
Archibald tried once again to talk to the shell.
Hm.
-[gruff voice] Hey! Stop it! -[gasps]
Sorry, talking shell.
I'm a hermit crab.
Oh, hello, hermit crab.
-I'm Archibald, and this is Bea. -Bzz-bzz!
My name's Frederich.
Nice to meet you, Frederich.
I like your shell.
Well, it's not gonna be my shell for much longer.
It's a rental?
No! I'm outgrowing it.
This one's gonna break soon, so I need to find a new home.
You're searching for a shiny new home?
That's so fun!
That means new neighbors!
Fun?
I don't like neighbors,
or talking, or talking to neighbors.
-Oh, I can talk for hours. -[narrator] I would agree with that.
Wait, wait, wait! Freddie!
-Can I call you Freddie? -No.
Freddie, I need inspiration for my pottery.
-Can you help me find it? -Inspiration?
No, kid.
-Do you have a friend who can help? -I'm a hermit crab! I don't have friends!
Oh. Well, if you need friends, Bea and I can--
-Hm! -Hm!
-I don't need friends. -OK.
-Well, nice to meet you, Freddie. Bye-bye. -Bzz-bzz!
It's Frederich!
[imitating airplane whooshing]
Ah, who needs friends?
-[cracking] -Uh-oh.
Hey, kid! Hang on!
I uh... I forgot to mention that I'm actually an inspiration expert.
Really?
Yeah, sure. Watch this. [whistles]
Hm?
See? I inspired that guy to look at me.
I also inspired that sandcastle.
You did?
Yeah, probably inspired that cloud up there,
and everything else you may find impressive on this beach.
Whoa! You're good!
How about this?
You find me a home,
and I'll find you inspiration.
You got a deal!
And I can't feel my hand.
Oh, you're gonna love Tanya.
She knows all the best spots in Crackridge.
Welcome, welcome!
I'm Tanya,
Crackridge's one and only real-estate agent.
Hi, Archibald.
You looking for a home? Ooh! Want some jellybeans?
Yes and yes!
Let's see. I got some blueberry, maple, avocado.
Oh, you seem like cherry folk. Are you cherry folk?
We're not-interested-in-jellybeans folk.
We're cherry folk!
[grunts]
Delicious!
So, my friend Freddie here--
Frederich!
-He's looking for a-- -I know just the place!
Mm. Maybe I am a cherry folk.
[Tanya] These homes have it all:
windows, floors, personal pizza oven...
Cool, huh?
It's not awful.
[sniffs] Smells nice.
I agree.
Hints of pine and pepperoni.
Step up and smell all you like!
It's perfect!
And a ton of privacy.
So, what do you say, Freddie?
Bah! Nope.
Huh? Why?
It's two millimeters too big.
Next!
A little picky, but OK.
Sorry, Archibald.
I got to get to Jazzercise.
Oh, but remember,
hermit crabs can live anywhere.
Think outside the shell.
Get creative.
Huh. OK, I will.
And take some beans for the road.
Ooh! Thanks!
-[coughs] -[Tanya] Oop! That's a button.
Uh-huh.
All right, new strategy.
We are getting creative.
This better work, kid,
or I can't help you find that inspiration.
[Archibald] Ta-da!
-Fries? -Well, we got to eat them first.
But then you can live in the empty container.
Wow! It combines two of my favorite things:
a beach view and potatoes!
Great!
So our search is over?
Hm. Actually, I don't think all this fresh air is good for me.
Next!
-[band playing jazz] -[audience chattering]
Hey, it's so lively in here. I love it!
Ha-ha! So the trombone's the home?
Uh... Actually, it's a little too groovy. Next!
[both] Strike!
Uh... I'm allergic to shoes.
Next!
[Freddie laughs]
Too round. Next!
Next!
Wow.
This finding-a-home thing is harder than I thought.
[narrator] As the day was nearing an end, Archibald had one final idea.
You bet! There is another place.
But it's far.
It's no matter. We're having fun, right?
-How do we get there? -I know a guy.
Hey, Ronald!
[chuckles] Hey!
Long time no see, chickadee.
H-Hey, buddy!
Can you give us a ride?
Hop in, fellas.
Yeah, I don't know about this.
-Trust me, it's gonna be fun. -Ooh.
-Ha-ha! Wahoo! -Oh, yeah!
[cheering continues]
[Freddie] It's paradise!
I know! Privacy for days!
And you're the only one on the island!
And you live nearby, right?
Oh, not even close.
Oh.
This one's the one. I just know it!
This one's definitely not the one.
Seriously?
I mean, look at those waves -
they're huge!
-Thanks, Ronald. -Don't mention it.
Nice to meet you, crab dude.
-[cracking] -Oh, no.
I got to find a place before this thing falls apart.
[Archibald] Hm.
I can't think of any other places.
I'm sorry, Freddie.
I guess I don't get my inspiration after all, huh?
Yup. Looks like our deal is off.
Do we have to, like, shake on it, or what?
Because I still can't feel my hand.
Nah.
Bye, kid.
OK. Well, bye, Freddie.
Finding no home for Freddie, Archibald was still left without inspiration.
Yeah, you're telling me.
Oh, look, there's Freddie.
What's he doing so close to the water?
Freddie hates getting wet.
[gasps] Giblets!
Freddie's in trouble!
I'll bring this right back!
My friend needs me!
Come on, chicken wings!
Don't fail me now!
[gasps]
[whimpers]
Gotcha, buddy!
You're not Freddie.
Still a cool hat, though.
[screams]
Man, I'm pretty far from the shore.
Ah! The tide's rising!
-[screams] Help! -[gasps]
Someone! Anyone!
Holy mac and cheese! Archibald's in trouble!
I got to do something!
-Hey, buddy. -You talking to me?
Yes. My friend's in trouble.
[groans]
Everyone, please!
Listen up, crabs! I need your help!
Look, I was once like you. I was stuck in my shell with no friends.
But a skinny chicken showed me what friendship is all about.
And that skinny chicken needs us.
We got to save him!
[female voice] Sure!
-I'll help you. -Let's save your friend.
I got nothing better to do.
Everyone, grab a partner and let's swim out to him!
[Freddie] Hey, Archibald!
Hang on, buddy! We got you!
[panting]
Oh, thank goodness, Freddie!
You saved me!
Also, who are your friends?
Oh, well, we all just met, actually.
Hey, everyone. Name's Freddie. Thanks for helping save my friend.
-I'm Mary Ann. -My name's Cliff.
[crabs chattering]
[screaming]
[gasps] Freddie, your shell!
[gasps]
Don't worry about me, Archibald.
You've shown me lots of great options today.
But now these crabs need a home.
Oh, no! You lost your shells, too!
You guys really came together for me.
[gasps]
I think I just found my inspiration.
Hang ten, everyone. I mean, hang tight!
I'll be right back!
Inspired by Freddie and his crab friends,
Archibald went to work.
Pottery.
Glaze.
Glazed donut.
I present,
Crabville Vista!
You got your fries,
mini bowling alley,
jazz lounge.
-[crab] Wow! Bowling alley? -Follow me, everybody!
[excitable chattering]
Wow, Archibald!
It's everything I never knew I needed.
This one tops them all. Thanks, kid.
So we did it?
We found the perfect home?
Truth is, the other homes were great.
I just didn't want our friendship to end.
And, by the way, I decided I do like "Freddie."
And so, Archibald was inspired to create a piece of art that spoke to him,
quite literally.
[crabs chattering]
-Turns out crabs are really chatty. -[Freddie] Who wants to lose at bowling?