K'nuckles: Flapjack. Hey, Flapjack.
Come with me! We'll go and see a place called Candied Island!
Bubbie: ♪ Who needs Candied Island? ♪
♪ It's safer at the docks ♪
K'nuckles: ♪ But there ain't no streams of sodie pop ♪
♪ to go drippin' down the rocks ♪
Bubbie: ♪ It's dangerous and risky ♪
K'nuckles: ♪ But adventurous and free ♪
Flapjack: ♪ Adventure, that's the life for me ♪
K'nuckles: ♪ There's lollipop trees and a lemonade sea! ♪
Bubbie: Doesn't sound very good to me.
♪ The misadventures of... ♪
Flapjack: ♪ Flapjack ♪
[ SPLASH ]
K'nuckles: There's nothing better than relaxing!
Flapjack: Oh!
Both: [ GULPING ]
K'nuckles: You shouldn't relax too much.
Have to be careful.
Flapjack: I will.
Relaxing is great.
Ooh.
Ahh.
K'nuckles: [ Laughs ]
I warned you!
Flapjack: What's peppermint larry doing?
K'nuckles: Whoa!
[ GULPING ]
K'nuckles: What's going on here?
I'm using leftover rope
from the knot festival to make a V.I.P. section.
K'nuckles: Whoa, what goes on in there?
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
Pretty fancy, huh, Flap?
Flapjack: Huh?
K'nuckles: Come on, let us in!
Well, now, all you need is to be dressed accordingly.
You have a coat -- good.
And pants...
you're not even wearing any pants.
K'nuckles: Hey, Flapjack, go get my pants.
Thanks, Flapjack. Fancy?
Uh, I didn't mean dirty pants.
I meant fancy pants.
And there's a perfect example of fancy pants.
[ CHUCKLES ]
Flapjack: Fancy!
A waiter will be right with you.
K'nuckles: Come on! Let us in!
I've already told you.
K'nuckles: Aww...
[ MOANS ]
I have to get fancy pants!
Flapjack: Wow! [ LAUGHING ]
Pants!
[ LAUGHING ]
K'nuckles: [ GROANS ]
Quit fooling around, Flap!
This is serious business.
Flapjack: Sorry, Cap'n.
K'nuckles: Just get looking for a cheap pair of fancy pants.
Flapjack: Cap'n!
K'nuckles: Let's see, let's see!
Aw, man.
This is hopeless!
How am I gonna get into the v.I.P.?
[ FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING ]
[ BELL RINGING ]
[ RINGING CONTINUES ]
K'nuckles: [ PANTING ]
What are you doing, boy?!
Flapjack: I was just gonna ask --
K'nuckles: No! Never under any circumstances
do you ask someone for help!
You look like a weakling.
[ CLEARS THROAT ]
You gentlemen must be lost.
Can I help you find your way to the sewers?
Flapjack: We're not lost.
K'nuckles: And I'm no gentleman!
My apologies, my good man.
Upon a second study...
Oh, my.
Indeed, you are anything but a gentleman.
Good day to you chaps.
Flapjack: Wait!
We need help finding some pants.
Oh, well, why didn't you say so?
You've come to the right place, old man.
Flapjack: Oh!
I'm a young boy.
[ LAUGHS ]
Yes, yes, yes, a funny young boy at that.
So, what kind of pants are w e looking for today?
Both: Fancy pants!
aha, yes, indeed, fancy pants.
For they are all fancy,
but purchasing the right style is the key.
We have the high-horse pant.
[ CLOPPING ]
the ivory ticklers.
[ PLAYING UP-TEMPO SONG ]
The midnight delight.
K'nuckles: whoa, whoa, whoa! "PURCHASE"?
Sorry?
Flapjack: Do you have any free fancy pants?
[ LAUGHS ]
Free fancy pants?
[ LAUGHING ]
Free fancy pants?!
[ LAUGHING ]
[ INHALES DEEPLY ]
Actually, we do have
one free pair of fancy pants right over there.
[ CHOIR VOCALIZING ]
♪ If you can fit into these, they're free! ♪
K'nuckles: What?! That's impossible!
Not even the biggest biggo could fit into those!
that's the deal.
Take it or leave it.
Flapjack: You can do it, Cap'n.
You can do anything.
The only way into the V.I.P. Section is to wear fancy pants.
K'nuckles: I'll be back for those fancy pants.
I can't figure out how to get into those pants.
Darn these skinny legs! I wish they were bigger.
Flapjack: What? There is nothing wrong with your legs.
I like your legs.
They're fine.
Candy-coated hot dog?
Flapjack: Hey, maybe you can eat these
to get bigger and fit into those pants.
K'nuckles: I don't like hot dogs. Yick!
Don't like the taste of hot dogs?
Don't worry, friend.
The candy eliminates any flavor of hot dog.
Flapjack: I know you like candy.
K'nuckles: Yeah, I do.
How much do you charge?
10 gold coin.
K'nuckles: For a hot dog?!
It's dipped in special candy --
good, tasty candy.
Mouth-watering candy.
Between a specially made bun.
K'nuckles: Even if I had 10 gold coin,
aI wouldn't pay 10 gold coin for a hot dog!
How about a sample?
K'nuckles: Mmm.
Flapjack: Eh?
K'nuckles: It was okay.
Flapjack: Can I have a sample?
K'nuckles: What's going on?
Flapjack: You just got a little bigger.
Well, how did I get --
It's from the candy-coated hot dog.
K'nuckles: Hot dog?
Candy-coated hot dog.
My candy coating is very strongly high-grade
effectively super fattening...
Adds inches in seconds.
- K'nuckles: Mmm! - Flapjack: Hey, my free sample!
K'nuckles: Come on, come on.
Hey, look at this!
Flapjack: Can I have another sample?
Only one sample per potential customer.
K'nuckles: How much for just the candy?
It's free.
But only if you eat all of this!
K'nuckles: Hey, is this a joke?
No, not at all.
It's a promotion to spread the wonderful flavor
explosion combination of hot dog coated with candy.
K'nuckles: Let's get started!
Flapjack: Oh, no.
K'nuckles: [ BURPS ]
Just gas.
Flapjack: Go, Cap'n!
K'nuckles: Ungh!
I hope you don't finish.
[ LAUGHS ]
K'nuckles: You're gonna have to shove it in.
Flapjack: That looks like everything.
Good thing that's finished.
I couldn't have another.
Congratulations! You did it!
You almost had to pay me money!
K'nuckles: Give me those fancy pants!
Aah!
K'nuckles: A little help, Flap!
Flapjack: Ungh!
K'nuckles: Give me those fancy pants!
Indeed.
K'nuckles: [ INHALES DEEPLY ]
Flapjack: Yippee-doo!!
I knew you could do it, Cap'n!
K'nuckles: [ LAUGHS ]
I told ya, boy!
I told ya.
You, sir, have bested me.
The pants are yours.
And for overcoming such hardship with sheer will of the heart,
an extra gift.
Ha! Ha-ha!
K'nuckles: To the V.I.P. Section!
[ BREATHING HEAVILY ]
Flapjack: You don't look so good, cap'n.
K'nuckles: What?!
Flapjack: No, I mean, you look good, but...
K'nuckles: Yeah?!
Flapjack: Oh, nevermind.
K'nuckles: Well, quit wasting time.
We got to get to that V.I.P. Section.
Both: [ GASPING ]
[ GASPS ]
[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]
[ PANTING ]
Aah!
Oh!
Right this way, mister.
K'nuckles?!
Oh, no!
K'nuckles: Hey, what gives?!
I've known you for too long, now,
K'nuckles, and I simply cannot
let you into the V.I.P. Section.
K'nuckles: but I got the fancy pants!
Flapjack: Yeah! I'm sorry, but you can't
just find a spit-out candy on the street,
slap on a fancy new wrapper, and call it delicious.
K'nuckles: I've changed.
Acquiring these
have taught me a few things.
It takes hard work and determination.
I have worked long and hard.
The people in here deserve to be in this section.
I bet they worked long and hard.
[ ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY ]
It's not what a person wears.
It's what a person has done
to fit into those pants he wears
that makes him a bigger man.
All: Let him in! Let him in! Let him in! Let him in!
Uhh...
all right!
You win, K'nuckles.
Right this way, sir.
[ LAUGHS ]
Flapjack: No, it's okay!
They're just hot dogs.
No-o-o-o-o-o-o!
K'nuckles!
No way, K'nuckles!
Flapjack: Come on, he said he's sorry.
No V.I.P. for K'nuckie ever again!
Flapjack: you're right, Cap'n.
The sky does look different when you're camping.
K'nuckles: Yeah, it's darker.
Well, I'm pretty tuckered out.
You know, from all this camping.
I think I'll turn in.
Flapjack: Good night, Cap'n.
K'nuckles: Good night, Flapjack.
Flapjack: Good night, Bubbie!
Bubbie: Sleep tight, baby.
Flapjack: Ungh, ungh!
Wow, camping's uncomfortable.
K'nuckles: Adventures are uncomfortable.
If you're gonna do any real adventuring,
you got to get comfortable with being uncomfortable.
- Flapjack: Cap'n? - K'nuckles: yeah?
Flapjack: Am I uncomfortable enough to be an adventurer?
K'nuckles: You're making me uncomfortable.
Flapjack: Really?!
[ LAUGHING MANIACALLY ]
K'nuckles: Oh, yeah.
Flapjack: I'm gonna be the most uncomfortable adventurer ever.
We found the treasure!
[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]
Unfortunately, it's in the middle of sharp-angle island,
so getting to it is going to be...
uncomfortable.
All: [ GROANING ]
Any volunteers?
We're not going anywhere
until someone volunteers!
Flapjack: In that case, don't get too comfortable.
[ LAUGHS ]
All: [ GASPING ]
You, sir, deserve a pillow.
Flapjack: Put some rocks in it.
All: [ CHEERING ]
Flapjack! Flapjack! Flapjack!
Flapjack: [ GIGGLING ]
K'nuckles: Flapjack!
Flapjack! Flapjack!
Bubbie, have you seen Flapjack?
I woke up this morning and he...
whoa.
What are you doing?!
Flapjack: I don't know.
The last thing I remember
was sleeping in that uncomfortable camping crate.
K'nuckles: Well, you look pretty comfortable now.
Bubbie: He must have come in during the night.
I guess he can't sleep without cuddling old Bubbie's tongue
like a... a security blanket.
[ CHUCKLES ]
It's adorable.
K'nuckles: It's hilarious! You're a cuddler, Flap!
Flapjack: What?!
K'nuckles: A blubber-hugging cuddle jumper!
[ LAUGHS ]
Flapjack: Oh, no!
Bubbie: There's nothing wrong with cuddling, Flapjack.
Flapjack: Really? K'nuckles: Nah,
there's something wrong with --
Bubbie: There's nothing wrong with it.
Now get that nuzzle bug over to the candy barrel
and cheer him up.
K'nuckles: Ahh.
Flapjack: [ GROWLING ]
K'nuckles: Ah, come on, Flapjack.
Look, you're a cuddler,
and you can feel bad about that.
But at least you're not the only cuddler in here.
Look at all those guys.
That's a real bunch of cuddlers.
Cuddling? I'm just trying
to straighten out this guy's back.
and I'm just trying to pick this guy's pocket.
I'm trying to put this sign on his back.
We're just trying to get our drinks.
Both: [ GROANING ]
What's with all this cuddle talk?
[ ANGRY MURMURING ]
K'nuckles: Take it easy, fellas!
No reason to get all fisty.
What's the difference between an adventurer and a cuddler?
Flapjack's a cuddler!
[ LAUGHTER ]
Don't feel bad, Flapjack.
I've got something to cheer you up right here.
I call it cuddler's delight --
after you!
[ LAUGHTER ]
There he is, children.
There's the cuddler.
Show us your drawings.
♪ Cuddler, cuddler, cuddler, cuddler, cuddler, cuddler ♪
Now, this is a story.
Stormalong's smallest sailor struggles with snuggles.
If I hurry, I'll make the late edition
of the stormalong scuttlebutt.
Where is he? Where is the cuddler?
Cuddle something.
Flapjack: No.
Cuddle that bar stool.
I'll give you my unicorn.
[ WHINES ]
K'nuckles: Do it, Flap!
[ LAUGHTER ]
All right, all right, all right.
You've had your fun. Now give me my unicorn.
Flapjack: What if it happens again, Cap'n? Cap'n?
K'nuckles: Huh? Wha? Sorry, boy.
I'm still upset about my unicorn.
Flapjack: Maybe this is who I am.
Maybe i've been a cuddler all along,
and it's only starting to show now.
K'nuckles: Flapjack, I can see your soul,
and it's the soul of someone
who is at least a half adventurer.
Now stop worrying and get some sleep.
Flapjack: what if you're wrong?
K'nuckles: I'm never wrong!
I was wrong!
Flapjack: Aah!
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Aah! Aah!
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Aaaaaaaaaaaah!
Make sure it's tight.
K'nuckles: Flapjack, this is the tightest knot in the world.
♪ The tightest knot in the world ♪
Flapjack: Thanks, Cap'n.
K'nuckles: Don't be silly, boy.
Third time's the charm.
Now, get some sleep, you little...
cuddler!
Flapjack: Aah!
Thanks for letting me row on your boat.
Uh, yeah.
Flapjack: Where are we going, anyways?
We are going to impossibly far island
on the other side of the world.
Flapjack: Sounds pretty good to me.
K'nuckles: Cuddler!
Flapjack: This isn't working!
I think I'm gonna have to change my methods.
What time is it, Mr. Larry?
Just about sun-up.
Flapjack: Then I just about made it.
More coffee?
Flapjack: Yes, please.
[ SLURPING ]
K'nuckles: cuddler!
Flapjack: What?! It's not even possible!
K'nuckles: Look on the bright side, Flapjack.
You're a sicko, and I'm sure you're gonna make
some circus owner very rich someday.
Bubbie: K'nuckles!
K'nuckles: I know, I know, take the boy
to the Candy Barrel to cheer him up.
Flapjack: No, Cap'n. I'm gonna stay here and beat this thing.
K'nuckles: Then I'll go to the Candy Barrel and cheer you up.
Bubbie: Flapjack, baby, what are you doing?
Flapjack: I'm setting up a cuddle-prevention system.
When I try to creep in tonight,
this string will trigger that pile of cannons
to fall on my head and smash me awake!
Bubbie: You're gonna hurt yourself!
Flapjack: Who cares?
My cuddling's out of control!
Bubbie: But it feels so good, punkin!
Flapjack: I know!
I'm so ashamed.
Bubbie: No, unh-unh-unh-unh.
We don't do shame, sugarloaf.
If it means that much to you,
i'll stay up all night and monitor your sleeping habits,
so in the morning, we'll at least know what happened.
Flapjack: Thanks, Bubbie.
K'nuckles: [ SNORING ]
Bubbie: don't worry, Flapjack. If this doesn't work,
you can live in Bubbie's mouth.
Forever.
K'nuckles: [ WHIMPERING ]
[ MUTTERS ]
Bubbie: [ GASPS ]
Aah!
Hmm.
Cuddler.
Ahh.
Bubbie: Mm-hmm.
[ SEA GULLS CAWING ]
K'nuckles: [ YAWNING ]
And i'm still the most uncomfortable adventurer ever.
[ CHUCKLES ]
Bubbie: Mm-hmm.
K'nuckles: Oh, hey, Bubbie.
Where's the dock?
Flapjack: Oh, no!
It happened again, Bubbie!
Did you see anything?
Bubbie: Oh, yeah, baby.
Bubbie saw something real interesting.
In fact, I think your cuddling days are over.
Flapjack: Are you sure?
Bubbie: Sure enough to make you and K'nuckles
spend the night on Sharp-angle Island.
[ METAL CLASHING ]
See you in the morning, sweetie.
And you're gonna be just fine.
I'm a little worried about K'nuckles, though.
[ CHUCKLES ]
Flapjack: Now, why would she worry about you?
K'nuckles: I don't know.
Flapjack: What's a few sharp angles to a big,
tough adventurer like you?
[ LAUGHS ]
Stop it, Flapjack!
I'm the cuddler!
Don't you see?
It was me the whole time!
Flapjack: I know, silly.
K'nuckles: You do?!
Flapjack: Bubbie told me.
We just wanted to help you
get it off your chest.
Thanks to the Stormalong Center for the performing arts!
Bubbie: We sure had you fooled!
[ LAUGHTER ]
Cuddler!
K'nuckles: No! No! No!
What a story!
K'nuckles cuddle caper
concludes in crushing catharsis.
K'nuckles: Cuddler!
Flapjack: [ LAUGHING MANIACALLY ]