Smiling Friends (2020) s02e01 Episode Script

1
Hey, Charlie.
Have you seen the boss lately?
Uh, no. No, I haven't.
Why? What's up.
Um, I--I actually had this
weird run-in with him, recently.
Where I was--I was walking
in the office and--
and he cornered me
and started like,
mumbling some like
Oh my God.
Some like weird phrases.
They weren't in English.
And then--And then I didn't
know what to say back.
And then he started screaming,
screaming like this.
He screamed at you?
screaming these sounds, these
sounds at me and it,
like he was stuck in a loop..
That's scary dude.
Yeah. It was--
That's really scary.
It was the most--the most
terrifying thing
I have ever experienced.
Yeah, absolutely.
Well, I haven't seen him
in like a week or something
but if I see him, I--you--
I'll let you know right away.
Please do, cause yeah I'm--I'm--
I'm really worried about him.
I'm worried now too, absolutely,
no I'll hit you up if I see him.
Yo Allan, what are you hosing
there dude?
This homeless man won't leave,
so I'm spraying him
with dirty brown water.
Stop man, stop it, b--buzz off.
Why don't you?
Wait, Allan! STOP!
Oh my Gosh! You're Gwimbly!
I played your games
as a little tadpole,
I must have collected a million
cans of creamed corn
in Gwimbly III:
Gwimbly's Revenge.
Oh cool, rock on brother!
I wish this red thing
appreciated me like you do!
I hate this red thing!
I spit on you.
Allan!
Mr. Gwimbly, I'm sorry to see
you're in such a bad spot.
We're the Smiling Friends,
we can help you!
I don't need your help.
I--I'm doing my own thing
now, and I'm thriving!
But I can do my iconic Gwimbly
victory dance for only $5?
I take Venmo!
No!
Well, I don't do my iconic
victory dance for nothing
Okay, I guess just this once
I can do it for nothing.
Okay, I guess I can do one
more for nothing.
Hey, whoa just sit down, sit
down, sit down--
Whoa, whoa! Hey! Hey!
Gwimbly, are you alright?
Yeah, no, I'm--I'm alright.
I think it was just the second
dance that did it.
Ugh! Do you have any creamed
corn?
What?
I'm, sorry. One second,
I just got a request.
Heyyy, James from Idaho.
Ah. A little birdie told me
it's your birthday today.
And uhh you are also
a big fan of Gwimbly uh--
Oh yeah,
Um, and I also--
We should help him smile,
Charlie!
Pim, you know the rules.
We can't force someone
to accept our help.
They have to ask.
But - but it's Gwimbly!
He formed an essential
part of my childhood,
I hate to see him like this.
Them's the rules, man. Sorry.
It's right there on the plaque.
Wait, Pim. I'll help you
fix this thing up,
so he can leave for good.
My arm is getting tired from all
the spraying.
Really?! YAY!
A Pim and Allan adventure!!!
Alright. Well, good luck
with that.
And I'm seeing here I should--
I should also tell Tyler
to go to Hell.
I don't know who Tyler is or
what that means, but uh--
Look Gwimbly, I know you're all
about doing solo missions
these days, but if you give us
a chance to help you,
you'll see that team work
makes the dream work!
Blagh!
Oh my gosh.
Don't--don't look--don't look
at that--don't look at that.
Nothing like chilling out in
the break room
with my best friend, Glep.
Hey right, Glep?
Uh. Can--can I help you?
What is this place?
This is Smiling Friends.
We're like a charity that
helps people smile.
Wait. So can you make me
smile then?
It--It depends.
Are you sad?
Uh, yeah. I am actually.
Maybe if you get me a glass
of milk, I'll be happy.
Okay.
Here you go.
This TV's old.
You dip shits don't
have a flat screen?
Uh, well, we've--we've
always ha-
What's the green thing do?
Well, he--
Actually, I don't know
that's a good question.
I hate milk.
That mess on the
ground isn't helping me smile.
What? No, you clean it up.
You--You're
the one that threw it dude.
You have to do anything I want
until I smile.
Them's the rules,
right?
God dammit!
And guess what?
It takes a lot to make me smile.
Uh, sorry, it was just a gulp.
Oh, okay.
Yeah.
Alright Gwimbly you
can sleep here.
Uh, no Allan, we still need to
like, do stuff to help him.
That's what Charlie and I
usually do on these missions.
So Gwimbly,
how does it feel to be
back at your old game company?!
I bet it's filling you
with old memories!
Yeah, shitty memories!
These bastards didn't
appreciate me for years!
Don't be silly Gwimbly, look!
Wow, I haven't seen that
in a long time.
I sure looked cool back then.
I--I mean, I still,
I--I look the exact same now,
but you know--you know
what I mean.
Don't forget, you're the reason
this company became successful
in the first place!
Now lets go in there and demand
you get another Gwimbly game!
Yeah! Yeah!
The CEO will see you now.
What?
She startled me.
Ahh, Gwimbly!
Nice to see you
after all these years.
I see your solo career
is going successfully.
Oh, I swear to god if I had my
Gwimbly-Gun on me right now--
Gwimbly. No, stop.
Uh, look Mr. CEO, I know you two
didn't part on the best terms,
but speaking as a long time
Gwimbly fan,
I really think you should
consider
making a new Gwimbly game.
The fans would love it!
Ha, I'm afraid to say
it's not 1998 anymore.
Things have changed since
you decided to leave.
These days it's not about
collecting cans of creamed corn
and childish platforming.
Now it's all DLC and micro
transactions and fuck you!
Do you want a chicken nugget?
Ew. That's disgusting.
Yeah. Well I'll always be the
iconic mascot of this
damned stupid company!
WRONG!
We have a new and improved
breadwinner.
Introducing Troglore!
With over one quad-TRILLION
polygons,
he is the new icon
of modern gaming!
He's quick, he's smart--
Whoa-whoa-whoa, hey--hey
yeah no don't shoot that please.
The--just no firing inside.
I love it personally, we--
we really just can't do it
indoors.
There's other office
buildings below us.
I'm sorry.
Yeah sorry, that was us, yeah.
Uh, no, everything's fine,
it was--it was just an accident.
It was Troglore, yeah.
I--I've sorted it out - yeah,
no it won't happen again.
So you can't take him off
our hands?
Hmm, I suppose Gwimbly can be a
skin in the new Troglore game.
But, only if you,
kiss my nugget.
I hate this guy.
Oh, fuck you!
Whoa, whoa, whoa Gwimbly. No,
no, no stop.
No, no, stop, stop, stop.
No! Hey! Pim! Pim! Oh my God.
Come on, come on, lets go.
We can crowdfund your
own Gwimbly game.
Troglore, I can't allow them
to make
an independent Gwimbly game.
It's my IP to sit on and do
nothing with.
We must find them--
and destroy them.
Yes, master.
Hey! where is it?
I--I--I dunno how good this is
gonna be,
I--I've never made a
casserole before.
Why are you dressed like that?
B-because you said it would
make you smile.
I want McDonald's.
Look, I've literally done every
single thing you've asked.
I--I don't know why
you're doing this to me,
but I am begging you,
I am begging you please,
please, I want you to
genuinely smile.
Please just smile.
Dude, I couldn't focus on what
you were saying
with that thing
on your face.
I was sick of staring at it.
And that's why you have
to come back!
A Gwimbly game just wouldn't
be the same
without the archnemesis.
What do you say,
Count Groxia?
Uh, yeah I gotta be honest, it
does sound cool,
but my schedule is so packed,
there's just no time, you know?
My boys learning piano,
and my daughter is doing
all sorts of stuff but yeah,
if I had the time
I totally would.
But--but no, yeah.
Oh come on! It'll be just like
the old days!
Remember when I used to
beat your ass
over the creamed corn?
Yeah, yeah. I--I remember.
Can he at least crash
on your couch?
Um, darling. I--I--I don't
think this man should be here.
I--I think this man should
leave.
He's scaring me.
Sorry guys, I've gotta go.
But, we--
Guys I've really gotta go, bye.
Oh well!
Ah. We can still make a Gwimbly
game without the second
main character! Haha!
Are there any other characters
from your stupid game?
Hmm, well there is my trusted
sidekick Mr. Millipede!
I wonder what he's up to!
I am so sorry, Gwimbly.
It's just wrong, man.
Mr. Millipede was like a
damned brother to me.
And I'm gonna say what nobody
else is willing to say,
America has a
fucking fentanyl crisis.
Oh, that's beautiful.
Can he sleep here?
Raa! Gwimbly!
Yeah, I don't know like--
maybe like, 10 minutes ago,
or something?
Yeah ripped fully off--
off my face. Yeah.
No, I have it--
I still have it-- It's on ice
Sorry, sorry, I'm sorry.
Can you repeat the
last thing you said,
I cant really--
I'm having trouble hearing--
I can't hear you.
Shut Up!
What if the only thing that
makes me smile is slowly
sawing your head
off?
There's an evil man after us!
PIM, ALLAN & GWIMBLY:
Gwimbly, where are you?
Who's the fat ugly nerd?
What did you call me?! Troglore!
SHOOT HIM! NOW!
But you said I cannot shoot
inside, master.
WHAT?! Shoot!
Do it now you idiot!
Hmm. That's all I needed.
Peace, dorks.
That man should not be allowed
to walk the streets.
My master is dead.
I'm all alone.
What do I do now?
I'm sick of being alone too.
Well. Do you want to team up,
make something new?
Okay, Sure. Haha.
Uh, what did you have
in mind?
I guess Gwimbly just needed
to let go of the past,
and join a bunch of other cool
characters in a fighting game!
Yes, and I'm glad Gwimbly
has a home,
so I don't need to hose him
no more.
Oh, Allan I love you! haha!
Guys, my nose was completely
ripped off my face,
this was not fun for
me at all.
Come here!
Wait, is that the boss?
Yep. I sold my likeness to be
used in this game.
That's where I've been all week!
Doing motion capture and crap.
Oh, that's where you were!
We thought you went crazy, haha!
Yep, guess I'm oooogli goo!
HULLIBA, HULLIBA, HULLIBA,
HULLIBA, HULLIBA, HULLIBA,
HULLIBA, HULLIBA--
You did it again, James.
You pushed away the one guy who
actually gave a damn about you.
Shit!