Postcards from the Veg Dennis & Gnasher Unleashed!
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ROCK MUSIC | 0:00:02 | 0:00:04 | |
# Dennis! Gnasher! Dennis! Gnasher! | 0:00:16 | 0:00:19 | |
# Dennis! Gnasher! Dennis! Gnasher! | 0:00:26 | 0:00:29 | |
# Dennis! Gnasher! Dennis! Gnasher! | 0:00:29 | 0:00:32 | |
# Dennis! Gnasher! | 0:00:32 | 0:00:34 | |
# Unleashed! # | 0:00:35 | 0:00:36 | |
I'm telling you, Paul's not himself. He's pale, he's not eating. | 0:00:42 | 0:00:47 | |
-He's a potato! -Not just any potato. | 0:00:47 | 0:00:50 | |
You're the King of King Edwards, aren't you? | 0:00:50 | 0:00:52 | |
Come on, spuddy buddy. Cheer up! | 0:00:52 | 0:00:55 | |
Maybe he's not PEELING very well. | 0:00:55 | 0:00:58 | |
GNASHER CHUCKLES | 0:00:58 | 0:01:00 | |
Um... I know! Paul needs a holiday. | 0:01:00 | 0:01:03 | |
A holiday. HE SNIGGERS | 0:01:04 | 0:01:06 | |
LOUD GUITAR STRUMMING | 0:01:12 | 0:01:15 | |
Pie-Face! | 0:01:17 | 0:01:19 | |
Guys, anyone seen Paul? I can't find him anywhere. | 0:01:19 | 0:01:23 | |
No, but this arrived whilst you were out. | 0:01:23 | 0:01:26 | |
HE GASPS | 0:01:27 | 0:01:29 | |
It's from Paul! | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
The potato wrote you a letter?! | 0:01:31 | 0:01:33 | |
Whoa! That's a-amazing, isn't it? Guys? Huh, huh!? Guys? | 0:01:33 | 0:01:38 | |
I don't believe it...! | 0:01:39 | 0:01:42 | |
The little scamp's gone on holiday without me. | 0:01:42 | 0:01:44 | |
I wonder where he went. | 0:01:44 | 0:01:45 | |
-JJ: -You potato-napped Paul. -Yep! | 0:01:50 | 0:01:53 | |
-Pie-face did say Paul needed a holiday! -Exactly! | 0:01:53 | 0:01:57 | |
Pie-Face is going to love this. | 0:01:57 | 0:01:58 | |
Say "mash"! | 0:01:58 | 0:02:00 | |
-BOTH: -Pie-Face! | 0:02:10 | 0:02:12 | |
Look, Paul sent me a postcard! | 0:02:12 | 0:02:14 | |
See, I told you he'd love it. | 0:02:14 | 0:02:17 | |
-Yeah, yeah, but let's give Paul back now, OK? -No way! | 0:02:17 | 0:02:20 | |
Paul's epic road trip is just getting started. | 0:02:20 | 0:02:25 | |
ROCK MUSIC | 0:02:25 | 0:02:28 | |
HE GASPS | 0:02:43 | 0:02:45 | |
HE EXCLAIMS | 0:02:47 | 0:02:48 | |
Hup! Hup! | 0:02:51 | 0:02:52 | |
Hup! Hup! Hup! | 0:02:52 | 0:02:54 | |
JJ BREATHES SIGH OF RELIEF | 0:02:56 | 0:02:58 | |
I miss Paul. | 0:02:58 | 0:02:59 | |
JJ AND RUBI GROAN | 0:03:01 | 0:03:02 | |
Look, he's hooked up with another potato. | 0:03:02 | 0:03:05 | |
Aw! I think she looks like a sweet potato. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:09 | |
GNASHER GROANS | 0:03:09 | 0:03:11 | |
What do you say to an angry baked potato? | 0:03:12 | 0:03:16 | |
I don't know. What do you say to an angry baked potato? | 0:03:16 | 0:03:19 | |
Nothing, you just butter it up! | 0:03:19 | 0:03:22 | |
COMEDY RIMSHOT | 0:03:22 | 0:03:24 | |
What if Paul never comes home? | 0:03:26 | 0:03:28 | |
HE WHIMPERS | 0:03:28 | 0:03:30 | |
That's it. Game over. Paul's coming home. | 0:03:32 | 0:03:34 | |
He will, I promise - right after one last amazing holiday snap. | 0:03:34 | 0:03:38 | |
Imagine Paul doing the walk of death over the Grand Chip Fryer Canyon! | 0:03:38 | 0:03:44 | |
Grand Chip what now? | 0:03:44 | 0:03:45 | |
At Beano Burgers. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:46 | |
We take the photo of the chip fryer | 0:03:46 | 0:03:48 | |
and fake Paul crossing it on a tightrope. | 0:03:48 | 0:03:50 | |
Pie-Face will think it's blamtastic. | 0:03:50 | 0:03:53 | |
No, he won't. He'll be worried sick. | 0:03:53 | 0:03:55 | |
This has gone too far! | 0:03:55 | 0:03:57 | |
Count me out, too. | 0:03:57 | 0:03:58 | |
But... Aw! Hmm... | 0:03:58 | 0:04:00 | |
Maybe we should quit while we're ahead. | 0:04:02 | 0:04:04 | |
Quit while we're ahead?! Seriously? | 0:04:06 | 0:04:09 | |
This one's going to blamdunk it out the park! | 0:04:09 | 0:04:12 | |
-Ah-hmm! -Whoa! | 0:04:16 | 0:04:18 | |
Beanotown bylaw 438 - no skateboarding with dogs! | 0:04:19 | 0:04:23 | |
GNASHER GROWLS | 0:04:23 | 0:04:24 | |
Not worth it, Gnasher! We've got bigger potatoes to fry. | 0:04:24 | 0:04:27 | |
-Huh? -Oh, looking for this? | 0:04:28 | 0:04:32 | |
What, pray tell, are you doing with your best friend's best friend? | 0:04:32 | 0:04:36 | |
Gnasher, fetch! | 0:04:36 | 0:04:38 | |
WALTER WHIMPERS | 0:04:39 | 0:04:41 | |
Eurgh! | 0:04:41 | 0:04:42 | |
Where are your manners, Gnasher? Say thank you. | 0:04:42 | 0:04:46 | |
Ew! Stop, you foul-breath hound! | 0:04:47 | 0:04:50 | |
Stop! | 0:04:50 | 0:04:51 | |
Don't be so quick to laugh, Dennis. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:56 | |
That rotten root vegetable's going to be mash before the day is out! | 0:04:56 | 0:04:59 | |
Here's the deal. | 0:05:02 | 0:05:04 | |
We get in, get eyes on the chip fryer, get the snap and get out. | 0:05:04 | 0:05:07 | |
Then all we need to do is paste Paul into the photo | 0:05:07 | 0:05:10 | |
and the daredevil potato has his big finale. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:12 | |
-ACCORDION MUSIC -Allo, bonjour, what can I get you? | 0:05:12 | 0:05:15 | |
Bonjour, to you, too. Chips, please. | 0:05:15 | 0:05:17 | |
GNASHER CHUCKLES | 0:05:24 | 0:05:26 | |
Now's our chance. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:27 | |
Hmm! Time to find out just how precious this potato really is. | 0:05:31 | 0:05:36 | |
HE CHUCKLES EVILLY | 0:05:36 | 0:05:38 | |
Wait till Pie-Face sees Paul do the walk of death! | 0:05:43 | 0:05:47 | |
He's going to be... | 0:05:47 | 0:05:49 | |
Huh? Wh-where is Paul? | 0:05:49 | 0:05:51 | |
GNASHER SNIFFS I left him right here! | 0:05:51 | 0:05:54 | |
GNASHER WOOFS | 0:05:54 | 0:05:55 | |
No! | 0:05:55 | 0:05:56 | |
Hey! Hey! Wait! I think you've got the wrong potato. | 0:05:58 | 0:06:02 | |
-Huh?! I have a wrong potato? -HE SNORTS | 0:06:02 | 0:06:04 | |
Er... Um... No. Nothing. Carry on. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:09 | |
Mm, bof. | 0:06:09 | 0:06:10 | |
KNIFE FALLS | 0:06:10 | 0:06:11 | |
Everything OK, Dennis? | 0:06:11 | 0:06:13 | |
Uh, yeah, of course. I mean, why wouldn't it be? | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
Everything's perfectly fine. Nothing wrong at all. | 0:06:15 | 0:06:17 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:06:17 | 0:06:19 | |
So, Dennis, we brought Pie-Face here to cheer him up | 0:06:21 | 0:06:24 | |
because he's really missing Paul. | 0:06:24 | 0:06:26 | |
Do you hear that, Dennis? He wants Paul back! | 0:06:26 | 0:06:30 | |
Oh, nothing will ever cheer me up again. | 0:06:30 | 0:06:33 | |
Except maybe a plate of chips! | 0:06:33 | 0:06:36 | |
HE GASPS | 0:06:36 | 0:06:37 | |
Do you think he'll ever figure out that chips are made of potatoes? | 0:06:37 | 0:06:40 | |
No, and we must never speak of this again. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:43 | |
Chip, Dennis? | 0:06:43 | 0:06:45 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:06:45 | 0:06:47 | |
Mm! Best chips ever. Which Paul had been there to share them. | 0:06:49 | 0:06:53 | |
GNASHER CHUCKLES | 0:06:53 | 0:06:56 | |
Are you going to tell him, or shall I? | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
Um... Well, the thing is... | 0:06:58 | 0:07:01 | |
Oh, my, what's this?! A perfectly timed paper plane! | 0:07:01 | 0:07:03 | |
Whatever next? It's, um... HE GASPS | 0:07:03 | 0:07:06 | |
..a special offer, from Butch Butcher. | 0:07:06 | 0:07:09 | |
It says, "Giving away free pies... right now"! | 0:07:09 | 0:07:13 | |
Pies! | 0:07:13 | 0:07:14 | |
-What just happened? -Pie-Face heard the word "free pies". | 0:07:16 | 0:07:20 | |
I had to say something. Look. | 0:07:20 | 0:07:22 | |
JJ GASPS | 0:07:24 | 0:07:25 | |
Walter's got Paul?! | 0:07:25 | 0:07:26 | |
If you losers want your mouldy potato back, Dennis and | 0:07:26 | 0:07:30 | |
his mutt have to be the butlers | 0:07:30 | 0:07:32 | |
at my Beanotown glitterati garden party. | 0:07:32 | 0:07:35 | |
There is no way that is happening! | 0:07:35 | 0:07:37 | |
I'll just have to figure out how to rescue Paul. | 0:07:37 | 0:07:39 | |
Pie-Face will never know. | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
There weren't any free pies. | 0:07:41 | 0:07:43 | |
Oh, this is turning into the worst day ever! | 0:07:43 | 0:07:46 | |
You have got to tell him - now! | 0:07:46 | 0:07:49 | |
DENNIS INHALES SHARPLY | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
Pie-Face, promise not to get mad. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:55 | |
About Paul's holiday... | 0:07:55 | 0:07:57 | |
Noooooooo! | 0:07:58 | 0:08:03 | |
Wait, so Paul didn't leave me for a sweet potato after all. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:08 | |
Thank you! Thank you! | 0:08:09 | 0:08:11 | |
Yeah, no problem. | 0:08:11 | 0:08:13 | |
Hey, look, don't worry, Pie-Face - we'll get Paul back. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:16 | |
Even if I have to work as Walter's butler for a week. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:20 | |
You'd do that for me? For Paul? | 0:08:20 | 0:08:22 | |
Unless anyone's got a better idea. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:26 | |
Actually, I might have an idea. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:29 | |
It involves pie. | 0:08:29 | 0:08:31 | |
GNASHER GROANS | 0:08:31 | 0:08:33 | |
I say, butler! | 0:08:36 | 0:08:38 | |
More drinks over here - now. | 0:08:38 | 0:08:41 | |
DENNIS WHISTLES | 0:08:42 | 0:08:44 | |
Oh, Walter, how marvellous - a trolley doggie. | 0:08:44 | 0:08:47 | |
Yes, he's a bit smelly, but we manage. | 0:08:47 | 0:08:50 | |
GNASHER GROWLS | 0:08:50 | 0:08:51 | |
Time for the main course... | 0:08:51 | 0:08:54 | |
..baked potatoes. | 0:08:54 | 0:08:57 | |
DRAMATIC MUSIC | 0:08:57 | 0:08:58 | |
Where's the pizza and pinatas? | 0:08:58 | 0:09:00 | |
What uninspiring party cuisine! | 0:09:00 | 0:09:03 | |
Dennis, as my loyal little butler, | 0:09:03 | 0:09:05 | |
I'll let you be the first to choose a potato to bake. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:09 | |
DENNIS GULPS | 0:09:11 | 0:09:12 | |
Oh, and here's a fork to prick it full of holes. | 0:09:12 | 0:09:15 | |
Come on, we're waiting... | 0:09:17 | 0:09:20 | |
SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS | 0:09:20 | 0:09:23 | |
DOORBELL RINGS | 0:09:23 | 0:09:24 | |
Phew! Saved by the bell. Thought they'd never get here. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:27 | |
What is that?! | 0:09:27 | 0:09:29 | |
As you've been such a wonderful boss, I decided to | 0:09:29 | 0:09:33 | |
go beyond the call of duty and prepare the main course myself. | 0:09:33 | 0:09:37 | |
I didn't ask for pie. | 0:09:37 | 0:09:39 | |
You're getting it anyway. | 0:09:39 | 0:09:41 | |
Now! | 0:09:41 | 0:09:42 | |
Argh! | 0:09:49 | 0:09:50 | |
Go get Paul! | 0:09:53 | 0:09:55 | |
HE WAILS AND CHUCKLES | 0:09:58 | 0:10:01 | |
Yeah! | 0:10:04 | 0:10:05 | |
Ugh! | 0:10:05 | 0:10:07 | |
-Ha! -Hey! -Mission accomplished. | 0:10:16 | 0:10:19 | |
-So glad you didn't eat Paul after all. -Hm, what do you mean? | 0:10:22 | 0:10:26 | |
I thought those chips at Beano Burgers were Paul. | 0:10:26 | 0:10:29 | |
PIE-FACE WHIMPERS | 0:10:29 | 0:10:31 | |
You mean, chips are made from...? | 0:10:31 | 0:10:33 | |
Yes. I mean, no, no. I mean...no? | 0:10:33 | 0:10:36 | |
Guess I'll just have to eat crisps instead! | 0:10:37 | 0:10:39 | |
ROCK MUSIC | 0:10:39 | 0:10:43 |