Adventure Time with Finn & Jake s06e41 Episode Script
On the Lam
[Mouse squeaks.]
[Penguins chirp.]
[All cheering.]
[Screeches.]
Adventure Time Come on, grab your friends We'll go to very distant lands With Jake the dog and Finn the human The fun will never end It's Adventure Time Yam! Yam! Nyam.
Nyam.
Yam.
[Panting.]
[Chuckles.]
That's right, you silly guards.
Stay distracted, talking to each other.
And when you least expect it, old Martin is gonna steal those gold helmets off your heads and use them for betting on lard fights.
The very thing that got me imprisoned here in the first place.
- It's not as bad as you - Hey, you two mugs.
Be on the lookout for rebels.
Whoa! Nice.
Time to enact my genius plan.
[Slurp!.]
Huh?! Pbht! [Growl!.]
Hyah! - [Panting.]
- Huh? Here comes the rascal! Whoa! [Grunts.]
Whoa! [Grunts.]
Nyam.
[Guns cock.]
Nyam.
Hey.
This is your rebel village? I am honored.
[Stomach growls.]
Say, you dudes hungry? I'm a little peckish.
Nyam, nyam? [Koalas conversing in native language.]
What's a fella got to do, right? [Conversing continues.]
Hey, wait a sec.
Whoa! All right.
What's on the menu? Nyam, nyam.
[Screeches.]
[Chuckles nervously.]
Wow.
I-I mean, it looked good, but y'all have anything else? [Koalas conversing in native language.]
Huh.
Hmm.
Hear me, koala people! You deserve some real food.
I tender to fly this moth over your oppressor's walled city in a series of daring raids.
With this moth, I can swoop down on the unsuspecting heads of your enemies again and again! This is more than a little milk I'm talking about.
I'm talking about the milk of freedom! I'm your rebel leader! Now, can someone here break your leader's chains? Nyam.
[Chuckles.]
Thanks, sweetie.
What? [Chuckling.]
Hey, now, you goober.
- Papa.
- Papa? Nyam, nyam.
You're just an eyeball-licking sweetie, ain't ya? [Chuckles.]
Okay, you can hang on to my face.
Hmm.
Those little ears on top of your head even remind me of my son, stupid hat.
A little.
Yam.
I'm gonna call you Hmm Martin 2! [Smooches.]
Papa.
All right, listen, koala people.
With this milk moth, I'll bring back sacks of food, beans to grow your own crops, medicines for the sick, and clothing to keep your children warm.
Just remember the name Martin.
Martin, the rebel savior.
Hyah! Whoa! That-a-way! Moth for sale! Big old moth for sale! y'all use for money.
Gree-gok-gah.
Grah-ga-ga.
[Crying.]
[Crying continues.]
Martin 2, a moth is not worth crying about.
Come on.
I'll buy me a drink.
[Crying continues.]
Now, come on.
You still crying about that moth? Geez.
Get over it, son.
What'll it be? A cold tankard of alien goop.
Tankard of goop coming right up.
So, have you been here before? Uh, I don't remember.
My past life is a pile of mush.
A tankard, right? Yeah.
Top it off.
Goop, goop, goop.
So, you in town to visit a brother or a father or a uncle? Or estranged son or or some [Mumbling.]
Yeah, yeah.
Thumbs-up.
Stop messing around.
[Gasp!.]
So, how's the goop? Good.
Not the best.
Ah.
You've noticed.
I keep the best goop stashed away for those who can tell the difference.
Mm.
Well, then, give me the best! Sorry.
I meticulously stashed it away beneath the bar Right here! Whoa! Get him! It's the rebel leader! Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup! [All shouting.]
[All gasp.]
[Panting.]
Huh? They're kneeling before me? Yeah.
That feels right.
[Slurping.]
[Gasps.]
Guards! Guards! It's the rebel leader! [Chuckling.]
Hey, I'm famous.
Grab him! [Roar!.]
Uh-oh.
[All shouting.]
Oh, yeah.
[All grunt.]
[Grumbles.]
I said get the rebel leader! [All groaning, shouting.]
We're coming for you, brute! [Aliens shouting.]
Get him! Don't you worry, Martin 2.
I [gasps.]
Oh, the barrels.
Yes, I just can't wait for tonight when I get to haul these barrels out to the dump outside the city walls.
I hate this city and I love hauling.
I should go do something.
Well, how about that? Our ticket to freedom.
Attention, foreign hostage.
We have surrounded the area.
Give up the rebel leader and you will be spared.
Refuse, and we'll blow up the whole market.
Shoot.
[Groans.]
I know you don't want to give me up, son, but if I stay with you, we both die.
Papa.
Mm.
Well, no, son, I'm not trying to abandon you, but we're running out of options here.
If I'm gonna heroically save your life, I'm gonna have to take drastic action.
Quick! Now, son! [Clatter!.]
[Wailing.]
Ha, ha! Here I am! Here I am! [Laughs.]
Get the dang leader! [All shouting.]
Aaaaaah What? What the heck's going on over there? Yam! Yam! Whoa.
Martin 2's got moves.
There's nowhere to run, old man.
Who are they calling "old man"? [Whimpering.]
Holy bags! Martin 2 is old as heck! Well, see ya! Papa! Hey, you're a talented guy, M2! You'll figure it out! [Lasers warbling.]
Eyes on the prize.
Who the heck are you? My hat! [Gasp!.]
All the king's bling! Martin 2 would've loved To see me take all this.
Dang.
If I'd only kept that moth.
[Screeching.]
Huh? [Munching.]
[Screech!.]
Must be the globs rewarding me for my heroism.
Yam.
[Laughs.]
I'm rich! [Laughs.]
Haaaa [Sighs.]
[Clink!.]
[Penguins chirp.]
[All cheering.]
[Screeches.]
Adventure Time Come on, grab your friends We'll go to very distant lands With Jake the dog and Finn the human The fun will never end It's Adventure Time Yam! Yam! Nyam.
Nyam.
Yam.
[Panting.]
[Chuckles.]
That's right, you silly guards.
Stay distracted, talking to each other.
And when you least expect it, old Martin is gonna steal those gold helmets off your heads and use them for betting on lard fights.
The very thing that got me imprisoned here in the first place.
- It's not as bad as you - Hey, you two mugs.
Be on the lookout for rebels.
Whoa! Nice.
Time to enact my genius plan.
[Slurp!.]
Huh?! Pbht! [Growl!.]
Hyah! - [Panting.]
- Huh? Here comes the rascal! Whoa! [Grunts.]
Whoa! [Grunts.]
Nyam.
[Guns cock.]
Nyam.
Hey.
This is your rebel village? I am honored.
[Stomach growls.]
Say, you dudes hungry? I'm a little peckish.
Nyam, nyam? [Koalas conversing in native language.]
What's a fella got to do, right? [Conversing continues.]
Hey, wait a sec.
Whoa! All right.
What's on the menu? Nyam, nyam.
[Screeches.]
[Chuckles nervously.]
Wow.
I-I mean, it looked good, but y'all have anything else? [Koalas conversing in native language.]
Huh.
Hmm.
Hear me, koala people! You deserve some real food.
I tender to fly this moth over your oppressor's walled city in a series of daring raids.
With this moth, I can swoop down on the unsuspecting heads of your enemies again and again! This is more than a little milk I'm talking about.
I'm talking about the milk of freedom! I'm your rebel leader! Now, can someone here break your leader's chains? Nyam.
[Chuckles.]
Thanks, sweetie.
What? [Chuckling.]
Hey, now, you goober.
- Papa.
- Papa? Nyam, nyam.
You're just an eyeball-licking sweetie, ain't ya? [Chuckles.]
Okay, you can hang on to my face.
Hmm.
Those little ears on top of your head even remind me of my son, stupid hat.
A little.
Yam.
I'm gonna call you Hmm Martin 2! [Smooches.]
Papa.
All right, listen, koala people.
With this milk moth, I'll bring back sacks of food, beans to grow your own crops, medicines for the sick, and clothing to keep your children warm.
Just remember the name Martin.
Martin, the rebel savior.
Hyah! Whoa! That-a-way! Moth for sale! Big old moth for sale! y'all use for money.
Gree-gok-gah.
Grah-ga-ga.
[Crying.]
[Crying continues.]
Martin 2, a moth is not worth crying about.
Come on.
I'll buy me a drink.
[Crying continues.]
Now, come on.
You still crying about that moth? Geez.
Get over it, son.
What'll it be? A cold tankard of alien goop.
Tankard of goop coming right up.
So, have you been here before? Uh, I don't remember.
My past life is a pile of mush.
A tankard, right? Yeah.
Top it off.
Goop, goop, goop.
So, you in town to visit a brother or a father or a uncle? Or estranged son or or some [Mumbling.]
Yeah, yeah.
Thumbs-up.
Stop messing around.
[Gasp!.]
So, how's the goop? Good.
Not the best.
Ah.
You've noticed.
I keep the best goop stashed away for those who can tell the difference.
Mm.
Well, then, give me the best! Sorry.
I meticulously stashed it away beneath the bar Right here! Whoa! Get him! It's the rebel leader! Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup! [All shouting.]
[All gasp.]
[Panting.]
Huh? They're kneeling before me? Yeah.
That feels right.
[Slurping.]
[Gasps.]
Guards! Guards! It's the rebel leader! [Chuckling.]
Hey, I'm famous.
Grab him! [Roar!.]
Uh-oh.
[All shouting.]
Oh, yeah.
[All grunt.]
[Grumbles.]
I said get the rebel leader! [All groaning, shouting.]
We're coming for you, brute! [Aliens shouting.]
Get him! Don't you worry, Martin 2.
I [gasps.]
Oh, the barrels.
Yes, I just can't wait for tonight when I get to haul these barrels out to the dump outside the city walls.
I hate this city and I love hauling.
I should go do something.
Well, how about that? Our ticket to freedom.
Attention, foreign hostage.
We have surrounded the area.
Give up the rebel leader and you will be spared.
Refuse, and we'll blow up the whole market.
Shoot.
[Groans.]
I know you don't want to give me up, son, but if I stay with you, we both die.
Papa.
Mm.
Well, no, son, I'm not trying to abandon you, but we're running out of options here.
If I'm gonna heroically save your life, I'm gonna have to take drastic action.
Quick! Now, son! [Clatter!.]
[Wailing.]
Ha, ha! Here I am! Here I am! [Laughs.]
Get the dang leader! [All shouting.]
Aaaaaah What? What the heck's going on over there? Yam! Yam! Whoa.
Martin 2's got moves.
There's nowhere to run, old man.
Who are they calling "old man"? [Whimpering.]
Holy bags! Martin 2 is old as heck! Well, see ya! Papa! Hey, you're a talented guy, M2! You'll figure it out! [Lasers warbling.]
Eyes on the prize.
Who the heck are you? My hat! [Gasp!.]
All the king's bling! Martin 2 would've loved To see me take all this.
Dang.
If I'd only kept that moth.
[Screeching.]
Huh? [Munching.]
[Screech!.]
Must be the globs rewarding me for my heroism.
Yam.
[Laughs.]
I'm rich! [Laughs.]
Haaaa [Sighs.]
[Clink!.]