♪ Theme song! ♪
♪ Cupcake and Dino Cupcake and Dino-o-oh ♪
♪ General Services that's what we do, we do ♪
♪ Cupcake and Dino Cupcake and Dino-o-oh ♪
♪ General Services and here's my bro ♪
-♪ We'll groom your pets! ♪ -♪ We'll mop your floor! ♪
♪ We'll deliver ninjas to your door ♪
♪ Cupcake and Dino Cupcake and Dino-o-oh ♪
♪ General Services ♪
[panting] Hurry, Dino! We gotta get to the stadium!
I'm a-comin' Cupcake! Oooh...
What?! Ugh.
Look at all those hats. Could I be a hat guy?
[chuckling] It's crazy...
C'mon, Dino! The blimp-driving gig goes to whoever gets there first!
Right! I'll be back to think about if I want you later.
[both panting]
[whistling] Look at that beast.
Finally, a gig with some action!
Feels like it's been all dog walks and shoe shines lately.
Oh, c'mon, Cuppybup, we always have adventures.
I'm talking real adventure, Dino!
"Floating over grubby grunting football bros in a blimp" kind of adventure.
[grunting] Now how do we get into this thing?
-Ah! -Well, well, well.
If it isn't Buttcake and Ding Dong.
Well, if it isn't Pee...
Tree...
-Darn it if those burns were tight. -We want this gig, Peetree!
So get outta the blimp. Slowly, with your hands in the air.
Maybe doing a jazz thing or something. It's up to you.
-Have fun with it. Make it your own. -Oh, I shan't be doing that.
-Oh, you shan't? Oh, you shan't?! -You shan't, right?
-How about what does shan't mean? -Maybe clarify that definition!
Won't! I won't be doing that!
Sorry, dorks. The gig is up. 'Cause I got the gig!
[evil laughter]
See ya later, suckers!
[evil laughter]
I guess we're back to run-of-the-mill, garden-variety gigs,
like running mills and tending a variety of gardens.
-[buzzing] -Oh, it's Hugo.
Talk to me. And make it good. Adventure good. Please!
Hey, Cup. I got a new gig for you guys. It's on a beach!
[Cupcake] A beach? I'm listening.
On a place called Skull Peninsula.
Skulls? Beach? Ho-ho! Dino, we got a hot one!
Cleaning garbage.
-[dial tone] -Argh!
Ah!
-[man] Ah!! -Should've let it go to voice-mail.
In case you were wondering, I'm having a great time!
[groaning and sighing]
-[sighing] -[inhaling deeply]
This is kinda nice, huh, Cup?
It would be a lot nicer if instead of tidying up trash,
we were... [gruffly] ...takin' out the trash.
Oh, c'mon, we always find some sort of adventure.
Whoa! Look! The beach is covered in skulls!
What?!
Ah, they're just coconuts. Snooze.
Coconuts could be adventurous. The middles have prizes.
Like water, or milk. Or rot.
You ever bite into rot? Nightmares.
[sighing]
[classical music with choir]
[Dino] I've never been on a peninsula before.
Certainly reefs, straits, capes, sandbars, a jetty once,
but never a peninsula. [chuckling]
Look at this thing. What are you? Are you an island?
-No, you're connected. -I guess.
I just feel like we're meant for more than, you know, picking up trash.
-[screaming] -I hear ya, Dino. Let it out, buddy.
-Uh, yeah, that wasn't me. -[gasping] Of course not!
You can only happy scream!
Yeah, I'm more a "Ah-ha-ha-ha!" guy. Where that was more like:
-[screaming] -That was not my scream.
It came from up there! Come on, Dino! Adventure awaits!
-[screaming] -We'll have to scale the wall!
I'll go first.
And I'll take these stairs.
Well, obviously I didn't see those.
[screaming]
Oh, come on, don't tell me this bird made the--
[screaming]
It's okay, Cupcake. Breathe. There's still an adventure to be had.
Maybe there's a tiny person inside the bird that needs to be rescued.
-Or maybe there is not. -Oh, there's nothing on this island
but garbage, coconuts, and this weird bird.
There's more, Cup. There's always more. Look at this, uh...
cave! Right over here!
I'll bet there's an adventure in this cave. See? Check it out!
-Dino, I wouldn't... I wouldn't do that. -And if you wanna just...
uh, come in this crevice with me, I'll bet we...
Yep! Uh-oh.
Are you...?
[Dino, muffled] Oh, yeah, I'm stuck for sure.
Well, I guess you just got your adventure, Cup.
Operation: Please get me outta here!
[groaning]
[Cupcake straining]
Ah! You're in there good.
Don't worry, buddy. We'll find a way to get you out.
Great. Another couple hours yawnin' around on Snooze Island.
-[screaming] -Ugh. Not now, bird.
How's it looking back there, Cup?
Ugh. Still stuck. And I've had better views.
[sighing]
Has that always been there? Alright, look, you gonna be okay in there
if I leave you for a bit, buddy? I might've found something.
For sure. It's kinda fun in here. It's so dark that
my other senses are heightened! [sniffing]
[sing songy] Someone smells miiiildew!
Cupcake reporting for duty!
Looking for a tool to free Dino's booty. Huh.
Maybe I can blast him out.
-[explosion] -[Dino] Seems kind of excessive!
Nah, it's too dangerous.
Hmm.
[Dino] Ow! What did I do to deserve that?!
Ineffective. Also seems just kind of mean.
[gasping]
♪ My butt is jammed between some rocks now ♪
♪ My butt is snared but it longs to be free ♪
♪ My butt is crammed between these walls now ♪
♪ And can't live up to its destiny ♪
Oooh, hello! Guess we're roommates now. Maybe forever.
I'm gonna call you Coco!
[gasping] Butter!
Good on corn, better for butts. Ha-ha! Nice!
Wait a minute.
Why would there be a working fridge on an abandoned ship?
-It seems like... -So then I says, I says shiver me timbers!
-[laughter] -Classic.
-Classic joke. -Truthfully, I...
don't even know what a timber is or how one might shiver.
Oh, me neither, no, but it sounds cool. I like... I like the... the sound of it.
[gasping] Pirates!
Skeleton pirates?! Oh, I gotta get outta here.
Yarr! Someone stole me stick of butter!
Yarr. 'Twasn't me! I know stealin' is a part of piratin',
but not amongst ourselves. And not with butter!
Now what are we gonna eat with the lobster?
Yarr! We need the butter for the lemon and garlic! Argh!!
-This is a nightmare. -[door creaking loudly]
[creaking continues]
[creaking stops]
Um, uh, hello!
Can I interest you in a boat-insurance... plan?
-Thief! Get him! -[all shouting]
Gonna get him!
♪ Oh my butt is stuck in rocks now But Coco is keeping me company ♪
♪ My butt is stuck in rocks now So Coco take this verse from me ♪
[as Coco] ♪ Dino gave me a face now In exchange for some company ♪
♪ But I don't mind No I don't mind ♪
♪ 'Cause cave life can get lonely ♪
[screaming]
Garr! That was our best stick of butter! Double-churned!
-Give us back our grease! -Yarr!
Yarr!
-[all] Yarr!! -[straining]
-Aha! -Yarr!
[all] Yarr!!
-[laughing] -Yarr!!
Yarr, ye did good, little muffin, but yer time is up.
Muffin? I'm... a... cupcake!!!
[screaming]
Now give us the butter and nobody gets hurt!
Yaarrgh!
Dino! I made it! And I got butter for your butt.
-I mean, I'm not hungry, but sure. Okay. -I'm not gonna feed your butt, Dino.
-This is... Anyway, stay still. -[butter melting]
Smooth.
Give me back me butter!
Yuck. Actually, you can keep it.
Uh, yarr!
But you're still a thief! En garde!
Hey, Cup? What's going on back there?
-Oh, hi, Cup. -End of the line, butter boy!
Do I hear swords?!
Sorry, capitaine. Ah!
I won't let you plunder this booty!
-[Dino] Ow! -[bird screaming]
[screaming]
Ah! Yarr!
And that's how you take out the trash!
-Okay, Dino, ready? -Ready!
[Cupcake exclaiming] [panting]
-Cup! Coco and I knew you'd come! -Coco?
-Shake hands. -Um. Okay.
-Close enough. What happened to you? -There was a ship.
It was full of skeleton pirates who loved butter and chased me.
A sword fight ensued. I jumped on your butt--
-Felt that, yeah. -I pulled a crazy move
that defeated the captain, then I set you free!
Wow, Cup, it sounds like you had the biggest adventure ever!
You're right, Dino. I guess every day is an adventure with you.
That's a nice thing to say.
[laughing] Come here, buddy.
Do you think me and Coco can do some recording when we get back home?
We got a lot of hit songs sort of percolating.
-Are they all about your butt? -Yeah, oh, yeah, most of them, yeah.
Free My Butt; My Butt is Like an Eagle, It Needs to Soar,
-My Crevice is in a Crevice. -No Ifs Ands or Caves or Butts...
-Oh-ho! There's one! -[pirates] Yarr!
Looks like there's still some adventure left, Dino!
Let's go, Coco!
-[all shouting] -Yarr!
Aw. Now that looks like an adventure. Can this thing go any faster?!
Let me check the manual, sir.
-No. -Great.
Well, at least we have snacks. Good ol' bread and butter.
-[both] Whoa! -I will have butter!
♪ Do the house mop Make your booty pop ♪
♪ Scrub this gross slop ♪ [vocalizing]
♪ That's the house mop ♪
-[knocking] -Just a minute! Yo!
[both] Grandma Steak!!
[Grandma] We don't want any!
-Okay. -Would've preferred a pinch on the cheek.
Just messin' with you boys. Heh. Classic Steak.
-Come in here. Let Grandma see you. -Um, Grandma,
what's that massive, evil-looking machine, and why do I not trust it at all?
That's the Pulverizator. It's a state-of-the-art exercise machine.
It does everything: tones, tightens, beefs, buffs, blings.
B-b-b-bakes.
-B! Another B word. -Uh, I-I'll take bur... burns.
No, but it'll heat up a soup in, like, 45 minutes.
-I mean, that sounds like a long time. -Yeah, that's too long.
And... it slices veggies paper-thin.
Wow! It does so many things you absolutely don't need!
Making room for the Pulverizator was a great excuse
to get rid of some old clutter.
So... I got a Gentle Serpents gig for ya!
-[both] General Services? -Gentle... That's horrifying.
Whatever. I dunno. Take this old stuff to the junkyard, will ya?
Sure thing, Grandma. Your wish is our... Wait a sec!
Is that...?
Jackie! My old neon windbreaker.
Wow. Oh, man, I sure had some great times with this thing.
[dance music]
[operatic singing]
[Dino] Cup! Cup!
What's wrong? You've been staring into space for, like, eight minutes.
Uh, I just... I was carried off by a... by a breeze.
Hey, look, Jackie isn't junk. We can't throw her away. She's a jewel!
Aw, I want to have an emotion, too! [gasping]
Look! It's my Exquisite Guy action figure!
Hmm. I remember him with more arms.
Look. It's our old, leaky snow globe. And our plastic cup with the smell!
And... aw, Dino's old headgear.
Still fits!
This box is full of delicious memories. We can't throw these out.
I want to throw them in... to my heart.
Do what you want with it, boys. Just get it outta here.
The only junk allowed in this house is the toned lines of my badonkadonk.
Uh... Hey, if we took on more junk-removal gigs,
we could find all kinds of cool-junk gems!
I could finally start a collection! Dino, I've never had a collection before!
Sounds good to me! And Exquisite Guy likes it too, I bet!
Good for you, boys. And Exquisite Guy. Now get out!
I've got iron to pump and zucchini to julienne.
Have a great day. I love you.
I've been meaning to get rid of this stuff for a while. Happy you guys can help.
Our pleasure, Vicky. Happy to take all this stuff off your hands.
Wow, you sure have a lot of old mayor sashes.
Ugh! They're all so tacky. I can't believe I ever wore any of them.
Well, I'm an old wizard who knows about stuff
and I'm sure you looked great in them.
Oh! Thanks, old wizard.
Alright, let's get these things outta here.
See, these things are super-versatile.
Fashion sash!
Hey, Uncle Chance, you got any junk that needs removing?
Well, I do have six crates of clam-flavoured gum
that I just can't sell.
Guess kids don't like clams nowadays.
Oh, yeah. Oh! Oh, yeah. The flavour is disgusting,
but it lasts and lasts and lasts.
You know, now I understand why the slogan is "Make a Mistake with Clam Gum."
We'll take it all!
♪ Look at this junk Isn't it good ♪
♪ It's got more junk than one person should ♪
♪ From tires to mops it's totally sweet ♪
♪ And Jackie's the cherry on top of this treat ♪
-♪ Go break it down ♪ -Okay, Cup, brace yourself.
I got some mismatched flip-flops and a plastic turkey here!
-Oh... Sweet haul. Nice carnival voice. -Oh, oh, oh, yeah, baby.
I like that a lot. Alright, throw 'em in our outdoor-lifestyle area.
-You got it. -No, no, way better!
-Toss 'em in our seasonal section. -You got it.
This is the greatest collection of questionable items ever!
And it all started with you, Jackie.
[disco music faintly playing]
Okay, Cup... Oh, oh, yeah. You might want to wash that thing.
It was sitting in a pile of dirty old junk for years.
Or you could just sorta keep doing that. I'm gonna... back away.
You've been staring through that hole for hours.
-I'm binge-watching. You are intense! -Look, fellas.
Not only is Jackie cool and my wife, but she's also lucky.
Check out this haul!
[sniffing] Ugh! What is that?
And why is it ghosting in my nose?
Expired-lunch-meat sandwiches!
They're well on their way to becoming antique.
[sighing]
Cup, I think your junk collecting is becoming... a problem.
-[nasally] I tend to agree. -What?!
-But it's my greatest accomplishment! -[sniffing]
Ah!
[gurgling]
[growling]
Maybe I've been watching too much TV, but that was weird, right?
[disembodied voice] We are The Pile. We are hungry!
-Feed The Pile. -Hu-Hugo...
please say that's your talking keychain.
-[Southern accent] Is it Friday yet? -[banjo music]
-[music distorting and fading] -[wind howling]
Okay, maybe you guys were right.
Perhaps my junk collection has taken a left turn into a...
a place where it's... alive!
[groaning] Oh!
[Dino] Hugo! No!
Feed The Pile!!
The Pile wants more!
[both screaming]
Feed The Pile!!
Okay, we have a classic, sentient, discarded junk pile vortex on our hands!
-What now?! -I dunno! But I can't let that thing
-steal all my great stuff! -And also Hugo.
-[both] Ah!! -[straining]
Oh, Jackie! No!!
Remember what we learned at space camp, Cup!
Vortex asleep, away you must keep! Vortex is gone, you may remain.
That right?
-I forgot the second half. -Hold on! I'm going in!
Cup!!!
He didn't even pack a snack!!
-[gurgling] -Wow!
Look at this place. It's like a museum of pristine junk.
Jackie! I'm comin' for you, girl.
Oh, I'll never let you go again.
Cup, you came to save me.
Oh, Hugo. Y-yeah, of course, buddy.
I came in here for you firstly. Come on, let's get outta here.
I found all these mustard packets. Super for a hotdog emergency.
Great! Grab as much stuff as you can on your way out.
[panting] [straining]
-[exclamations] -Cup! Hugo!
You're okay! And covered in weird gloop.
-I'm just gonna pretend-hug you from here. -[rumbling]
We are The Pile!
Feed The Pile! Feed us now!
Love... The Pile.
Kitchen's closed, Pile! Did that track? Does that make sense?
-Nice. I liked it. -Kitchen's... kitchen's closed?
Stay low! We gotta get out!
Feed The Pile!! Give us back the best parts!!
What's the best part?!
I'd say whipped cream, but it doesn't really apply.
[Cupcake] Uncle Chance!!
Oh, no! Whoa!!
-Feed The Pile!!! -[door chiming]
You boys better have a good explanation for this vortex! I just restocked!
Aw, it's a cute story, really. I'll explain right after we...
run for our lives!!!
[all screaming]
[Cupcake] Run, run, run! Come on, let's go! Let's go!
-[exclamations] -Ah!
-Uncle Chance, come on! -Guys... I can't go on.
I'm not wearing my runners.
Of all the days I chose to bust out the loafers.
We are The Pile! Feed The Pile!
Boy, this guy is huuungry. Which reminds me. Cup, you got any snacks?
Alright, enough! What do you want, you space of waste?!
We want the best part!
-Okay, be more specific, trash mouth!! -We don't know what you're talking about!
We don't get it! Come on!
The light! The glow! We want!
-Oh! Cup, it wants your jacket! -What?!
Nah, she's not even your style. You're clearly a poncho guy.
[Dino screaming]
-I got you, Dino! I got you! -[screaming]
-Give us what we want! -[screaming]
Ah...!!
Jackie, you're the best and brightest jacket there ever was.
I'll never forget you!
[Cupcake] Dry-clean only!
[Cupcake sobbing]
Oh, yeah!
Now The Pile looks good!
Hey, there's five bucks in here.
Nice.
Cup, you did it! You stopped the junk pile.
But your jacket! It was your favourite thing!
Yeah, but you're my favourite person, Dino, and no jacket is worth that trade.
Aw... thank you, Cup.
Although trench coats are pretty nice.
Are you saying you'd trade me for a trench coat?
[Cupcake laughing] Of course not, buddy.
-Why? Do you know where I can get one? -Alright, boys.
My new running shoes and I are ready to run for our lives!
-[bird chirping] -Boys? Anybody?
I hope the shoe store takes refunds.
[soft operatic music]