[ holiday music plays ]
♪ It's the most lowest tide
of the year ♪
♪ La-la-la, la-la-la,
la la la ♪
♪ With the kids jingle-belling ♪
♪ and everyone telling you
be of good cheer ♪
♪ It's the most lowest tide
of the year ♪
♪ Lowest tide ♪
♪ There's a holiday pageant ♪
♪ stop by if you haven't been
of good cheer ♪
♪ It's the most lowest tide ♪
♪ It's the lowest tide
of the year ♪
Ha!
Whoo-hoo!
Low Tidings
A K'nuckles story.
What's Low Tides Day, you ask?
Well, once a year around stormalong,
the tides go down low...
so low that there's no ocean in sight.
And what's left below is nothing short
of a Low Tides Day miracle.
Take a look.
Flapjack: Hmm? "Low Tides Day Pageant"?
Bubbie, can we go to the Low Tides Day Pageant?
K'nuckles: Low Tides Day?
Bubbie: Is it that time of year already?
Hurry, K'nuckles. It's time for us to leave.
I said hurry, K'nuckles!
K'nuckles: I'm hurrying!
Flapjack: Bubbie, how come we don't celebrate Low Tides Day?
Bubbie: Well, see, I need water to live, baby,
and when the tide lowers,
- I need to be far away. - Flapjack: oh, yeah.
K'nuckles: And I don't celebrate it because I don't want to talk about it.
Bubbie: Oh, answer the boy's question, fool.
K'nuckles: Look, Flapjack, what's the difference?
It's a stupid holiday.
Besides, wouldn't you rather go adventuring with me and Bubbie?
Flapjack: Yeah, I guess so.
K'nuckles: See? I'm gonna go pack.
[ CREAK! CREAK! ]
Bubbie: Are you okay, muffin?
Flapjack: Yeah.
But sometimes I wonder...
what's this Low Tides Day all about?
[ holiday music plays ]
♪ What goes on up there? ♪
♪ Doesn't anyone care ♪
♪ that I don't get to-o-o-o ♪
experience Low Tides Day?
And I should...
♪ because maybe it would be an adventure ♪
K'nuckles: Flapjack! What are you doing?
We got to go.
Flapjack: Sorry, Cap'n.
Bubbie: Flapjack, wait.
Bubbie was listening, baby.
And Bubbie feels bad.
K'nuckles: Hey! Our suitcases! What gives?
Bubbie: I've decided that Flapjack is old enough
to experience Low Tides Day if he wants to.
Flapjack: Thanks, Bubbie.
K'nuckles: But you're still gonna take me, though, right, Bubbie?
Bubbie: Bye-bye, baby. See you when the tide comes back.
Flapjack: Wow!
Wasn't that nice, K'nuckles?
K'nuckles?
- K'nuckles: We have to hide! - Flapjack: hide?
K'nuckles: Before it's too late!
Flapjack: K'nuckles, you're hurting my cheeks!
K'nuckles: aah!
Flapjack: A snowflake!
K'nuckles: It's begun.
♪ Jingle bells ♪
Flapjack: Cap'n!
Low Tidings, Dr. Barber.
And an even Lower Tidings to you.
K'nuckles: I hate Low Tides Day!
[ whistling ]
Happy Low Tides Day, fellas!
K'nuckles: I hate Peppermint Larry!
[ grunts ]
K'nuckles: Oh, thank Neptune.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Flapjack: Cap'n, what's going on with you today?
Why are you hugging that crate?
K'nuckles: This is captain's hidey hole.
It's where I used to hide on Low Tides Day,
the worst day of my life.
Flapjack: Cap'n, you need to stop being a mean, old scrooge!
K'nuckles: I hate that holiday!
Flapjack: But why?
K'nuckles: Look, Flap, I used to think Low Tides Day was fun, too.
I remember when my mammy first told me about it.
It was Low Tides Day eve,
and if I hung my boot in the water,
Poseidon would put a present in it.
I couldn't wait to get my boot in the water.
And I ran outside to wish my friends
a Happy Low Tidings.
But I didn't have any friends.
So, I kept running until I reached the sea.
♪ Low Tidings boot ♪
♪ Poseidon fill you with spoils ♪
K'nuckles: And when I woke up the next morning,
the tide was low.
Oh, wow! Look what I got!
It's a clock!
It's a toy!
It's a toy clock!
Flapjack: And you got a present in your boot!
K'nuckles: No, it was empty.
Flapjack: Ohh.
That's why you hide on Low Tides Day.
K'nuckles: No, I hide from the six to eight mermen
who stuffed me in a sack!
Why are you doing this?!
See, what mammy didn't tell me is
that bad kids don't get presents on Low Tides Day.
They get sacked!
And that's the story of how I learned I'm a bad person.
Flapjack: That's horrible.
K'nuckles: Ah, what are you worried about?
You're a good kid. Go enjoy the holiday.
Slippery pete!
You think you're the only bad person?
Find your own hidey hole!
K'nuckles: eeee!
♪ Low Tide is here, K'nuckles in fear ♪
♪ mermen with sacks on the attack ♪
♪ If those mermen catch him then they'll sack him ♪
♪ toss him to and fro ♪
♪ Got to find another hidey ho-ole ♪
♪ hidey ho-ole ♪
♪ hidey hole ♪
K'nuckles: Wha? Ah, forget it.
Goodbye, Flappy.
- Flapjack: Wait, Cap'n! - K'nuckles: what?
Flapjack: You don't have to hide from the mermen.
K'nuckles: Go on.
Flapjack: You just need to get a present in your boot.
All you have to do is be a good person.
Come on, i'll teach you how.
Okay, being good, step one --
apologize for past transgressions.
Hmm?
K'nuckles: Peppermint Larry?
What did I ever do to that jerk?
Flapjack: Cap'n, you went out of your way to knock him off a ladder.
K'nuckles: And?
Flapjack: You need to apologize.
Tell him it won't happen again.
K'nuckles: But it will happen again.
What? You want me to lie?
Now who's being bad?
Flapjack: Hey, do you want my help or not?
- K'nuckles: Sorry. - Flapjack: No, not to me.
To him.
[ humming ]
That costume's looking pretty good, candy wife!
Hmm. Don't want to work, huh?
We'll see about that!
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Let there be light!
K'nuckles: Hoo, boy.
Oh. Hello, K'nuckles.
You have a lot of nerve, coming in here.
K'nuckles: You have a lot of nerve being alive.
Flapjack: Cap'n?
K'nuckles: Oh, uh, yeah.
Listen, larry, uh,
I just wanted to, uh, apologize for, uh,
for pushing you off that ladder and, uh,
you know, in the spirit of the holidays and all that.
[ ting! ]
Well, thank you, K'nuckles.
Here, let me get you both a Low Tide cookie.
Flapjack: See, K'nuckles? It's easy to be good.
K'nuckles: I'll say. I can't believe he bought that.
Ha ha! I almost feel sorry for him.
Hey, just as long as I don't get sacked by them mermen, right, Flap?
Flapjack: Cap'n, I think you're missing the point.
Here you go -- one for Flapjack.
Flapjack: It's shaped like a wreath!
And one for K'nuckles.
K'nuckles: It's shaped like a...
merman.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Happy holidays, K'nuckles.
K'nuckles: Cover your ears, boy.
Cover your ears, candy wife.
♪ Jingle bells ♪
♪ Jingle all the way ♪
- ♪ Oh, what... ♪ - K'nuckles: Aw, it's no use.
I can't do it. I can't be good.
The world is just too horrible.
Flapjack: The world isn't horrible.
Just look around you.
K'nuckles: And he's singing again.
Flapjack: ♪ Joy to the world ♪
♪ the world is good ♪
♪ If you're doing what you should ♪
♪ are you sure you're doing what you should? ♪
♪ Are you sure you're doing what you should? ♪
♪ are you sure? Are you sure? Are you sure? ♪
[ crying ]
K'nuckles: Gee, I know how you feel, kid.
Oh, please, don't mind Peter.
He's upset because two of his classmates have the flu
and won't be able to participate in our Low Tide pageant.
Flapjack: The Low Tide Pageant!
We got to see that!
If we can't find two replacements,
no one will see the pageant this year.
[ laughter ]
that's hilarious.
Yeah, 'cause that would mean
we've been waiting in line for three days
for no reason.
It's no joke.
The pageant is cancelled.
Well, so much for my backstage passes!
Thomas, wait. "Pageant cancelled -- Low Tides
low blow hijacks high spirits.
Columnist crushed."
Flapjack: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
K'nuckles: Scoops Pennington is a hack?
Flapjack: No, that we could be the two replacements!
[ both gasp ]
Did you hear that, Peter?
These two good gentlemen are going to help us!
May your boots be filled with many blessings, good sirs.
K'nuckles: Hey! This could work.
[ laughs ]
shh!
Ahem!
"Long ago, in times of old,
a worried fisherman on an ocean cold"...
my hook is bare. No fish I see.
My quiet son is hun-gar-y.
[ audience murmuring ]
My boy is sick. I really oughter...
not have dropped him... in the water.
[ audience murmuring ]
[ ting! ]
Flapjack: lower!
[ audience murmuring ]
"And so befell the first Low Tide.
And the townsfolks all got gifts inside...
their boots, for they had...
all been good...
all except for the little, quiet boy...
who was bad!"
K'nuckles: eh?
Mermen!
Oh! Oh! Oh, no!
Oh! No!
[ grunting ]
He's too heavy. I can't toss him.
K'nuckles: It's a Low Tides day miracle!
I'll toss the bad kid!
I'll help, too!
[ indistinct shouting ]
I'm gonna toss him first!
K'nuckles: Why are you doing this?
Bad boys get sacked!
K'nuckles: ohh!
[ laughter ]
Toss him till he cries.
[ yowls ]
[ all grunting ]
[ indistinct shouting ]
He's got the strength of 10 quiet boys!
[ roars ]
[ audience screams ]
[ audience murmuring ]
K'nuckles: Thanks for coming. Thanks.
- Thank you. - Hmph!
K'nuckles: Low Tidings.
Nice work, Peter.
[ crying ]
K'nuckles: Good night, Ms. Leading.
Hmph!
K'nuckles: Hey, being good feels great!
I blacked out for a minute there,
but all in all, I think we did a good thing here.
I can't wait to get my boot in the water.
Now that I'm a good person, I
understand what Low Tides Day is all about --
not getting sacked by mermen.
[ clang! ]
Good night, boy.
[ snoring ]
Flapjack: What's gonna happen to Cap'n?
♪ Ahh ♪
Flapjack: Low Tides Day star?
No, just larry eavesdropping from afar.
Flapjack: Why are you dressed like that?
Huh? Oh.
Oh, it's just this dumb idea I had to create a character
who could personify the spirit of Low Tides Day.
People could come into the candy barrel,
sit on my knee, tell me what they want in their boot,
maybe buy a piece of candy or two.
I don't know.
I guess nobody believes in clever marketing anymore.
Flapjack: I think we can help each other out here.
Okay, so, here's what I want, Larry --
I mean, oh! -- spirit of Low Tides Day.
Oh, what's your hurry?
Have a cookie first.
Candy wife just made a fresh batch.
Flapjack: Oh! Let's see, a wreath, poseidon,
a merman, a sack, K'nuckles,
two mermen putting K'nuckles in a sack.
Hmm.
I want K'nuckles to get a gift
so he won't get sacked.
But what about your gift?
Flapjack: I don't care about my gift!
I want K'nuckles to not get put in a sack.
Can you make that happen, spirit?
Flapjack, I'm not really a --
Flapjack: Can you make that happen?!
Yeah, I suppose.
I-i -- Flapjack?
Flapjack: [ laughing ]
[ sloop! ]
sleep tight, my Cap'n.
Everything's gonna be all right.
I know what you're thinking --
that wasn't the spirit of Low Tides Day.
It was a lonely man in a red suit.
But anything can happen on Low Tides Day --
maybe even a miracle.
[ creak! ]
[ meows ]
[ doors open ]
Flapjack: Oh, Cap'n.
It's beautiful.
[ sea gulls squawking ]
Pull up your boot.
Pull up your boot!
Pull up your boot!!
Ohhh!
K'nuckles: Hmm? Ah! Hey!
It's empty.
Hey, fellas.
K'nuckles: All right, boys, let's get this over with.
Flapjack: huh?
Wait, there's a hole in the bottom of the boot!
Yeah? This sack's got a hole in it.
Get in.
Flapjack: Before you sack him,
let me have one last hug with my Cap'n.
Do you trust me, Cap'n? K'nuckles: what?
Flapjack: [ grunting ]
[ whistle! ]
K'nuckles: aaah!
Why did you do that?!
Flapjack: Your gift must have fallen through the hole in your boot!
It's somewhere on the ocean floor!
K'nuckles: We're gonna die!
Take my buckets!
[ thud! ]
I'm okay.
[ all murmuring ]
[ whistle! ]
[ thud! ]
Flapjack: unh!
K'nuckles: Look, Flap!
Hey, boys, want to borrow these?
♪ Legs ♪
[ both laughing ]
[ all grunting ]
Flapjack: Run, Cap'n.
[ all panting ]
I got to find that present.
♪ Got to to find K'nuckles' present ♪
♪ or it won't be pleasant, oh, no ♪
♪ The ocean floor's gigantic ♪
♪ relax, don't panic, let's go ♪
♪ Toilet seat, rusty can, and an old cowbell ♪
♪ Oh, how can I tell ♪
♪ which one is the captain's gift that fell? ♪
♪ there's a fan in the sand and an old sweat band ♪
♪ now it's in my hand, I don't know ♪
♪ so I guess that i'll just have to grab everything I can ♪
hmm?
[ waves crashing ]
The tide's coming back.
I didn't even finish my song.
Let's go, kids. Low tide's over.
I don't want to go back in.
Aw, shucks.
Flapjack: Excuse me!
Mr. Poseidon?
Could you keep the tide out for a little longer?
Sorry, kid, no can do.
Nature's law.
Both: Please, daddy!
Okay!
Both: Yay!
Aaah!
Flapjack: Thank you, sir.
Yeah, can't talk right now.
Flapjack: oh!
I wonder how K'nuckles is doing.
K'nuckles: [ panting ]
[ all panting ]
Aah! Whoop!
If I can make it to that ship, i'll be safe!
[ grunting ]
Bubbie: S-somebody help me. Oh!
K'nuckles: Bubbie?
K'nuckles: Bubbie, what happened?
Bubbie: I don't know.
I came back at my usual time,
but for some reason, the tide was still out.
[ coughing ]
Help, K'nuckles.
[ all grunting ]
K'nuckles: Thanks, Bubbie. I could use some help.
Bubbie: huh? K'nuckles, what are you doing?
K'nuckles: Save your strength, whale. You've done enough.
[ grunts ]
Bubbie: I mean help me, fool!
[ splash! Splash! ]
Oh. Oh, yeah. Oh!
Oh, yeah, keep helping me.
K'nuckles: Help you?
Instead of saving my own skin?
Gee, maybe this is what Flapjack was talking about.
Maybe this is what it really feels like to be good.
Bubbie: ohh!
Look! There he is! He's escaping!
K'nuckles: And helping a stranded sea creature.
How about giving me a hand instead of trying to sack me all the time?
You go get poseidon.
We'll help keep the sea creature watered down.
Bubbie: Oh, yeah.
More on the tail.
Bubbie likes that.
[ splash! Splash! ]
K'nuckles: huh?
- You are a very good man. - Very good.
K'nuckles: I did it! I've finally become a good person!
We're still gonna sack you, though.
K'nuckles: What?! Why?!
You were good for like five minutes.
You're still bad most of the time.
And that right there
is when a Low Tides Day miracle happened.
Hey!
Leave that bad man alone!
It's not fair!
This persecution of bad
people has gone on long enough!
[ indistinct shouting ]
heh! How many hidey holes does this town have?
[ shouting continues ]
K'nuckles: let's sack them!
See how they like it!
All: yeah!
Stop!
Mermen, why aren't you sacking those people?
Are you kidding?
There's only six to eight of us!
We didn't sign on for this.
I can't get sacked, poseidon.
I have a family.
[ all talking ]
Little boy, what do you have in that sack?
Flapjack: Just some stuff I found
while looking for Cap'n's present.
I was gonna give 'em to all the people
who didn't get a present this year.
Okay, how about this?
Let it be known from this day forth
that giant sacks shall only be used
for carrying presents, not for stuffing people into.
What about the boots?!
Uh...people may still hang their boots
and use them for smaller gifts,
but from now on, your main present shall come from a giant sack,
uh, delivered by that guy.
Candy wife! Did you hear that?
Flapjack: So, it doesn't really matter whether you've been good or bad?
Nope.
Pretty much everyone gets a present now.
K'nuckles: I didn't get a present!
Flapjack: Yes, you did, silly!
You didn't get sacked by the mermen!
K'nuckles: eh.
- You got your hidey hole back. - K'nuckles: eh.
Bubbie: And you got my respect, K'nuckles...
for doing something good
and for saving my life.
K'nuckles: Mm, i'll take the hidey hole.
♪ Jingle bells ♪
♪ Jingle all the way ♪
♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride ♪
- ♪ in a one-horse ♪ - ♪ one-horse ♪
♪ one-horse ♪
♪ open sleigh ♪
♪ jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle bells ♪
♪ jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle bells ♪