Sausage Party: Foodtopia (2024) s02e03 Episode Script

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[vibrant orchestral music]
Foodtopia ♪
[whimsical music playing]
It looks big.
It looks shiny.
It looks promising.
[Jack] It looks rainbows?
Jack, you okay, buddy?
What? No, of course I'm okay, Freddie.
Oh, let's go check this spaceship out.
-[back cracks]
-[pained grunting]
Jack is in rough shape.
We gotta get him some bath salts.
[Jack] Hey, guys!
Think you might have to roll me into town!
Does that poor son of a bitch
really think he's coming with us?
Yeah, this is sad.
Even after the wild berry attack,
he still thinks new foods
will treat him with anything
other than open hostility?
Bringing the last humey on Earth
would make a pretty bad first impression.
Damn it. You know what?
I'll soft pedal it.
Hey, big guy. Uh, good news.
We're gonna get you some bath salts.
[speaking gibberish]
Huh?
And you don't have to move a muscle
of the remaining working ones you have.
Frank, I can't understand you.
I don't know if you can understand me,
but I need an anchor to your world.
[speaking gibberish]
All this to say, I really,
really don’t want you to leave me.
So we're leaving. But we'll be back soon.
And this way we can tell all the foods
really nice stories about you
before you arrive. Like the time
My stepdad left me all alone in a hot car.
And I think that's where
my trust issues originated.
His name was Frank, too.
Oh, my God. I can't believe
I'm just putting that together.
And it's great to know
that we're on the same page.
Hang tight, my guy.
-[Jack speaking gibberish]
-So, you know, how'd he take it?
Pretty good, I think.
Frank?
Frank!
Oh God, I'm so exposed.
These seashells should do the trick.
This is incredible.
We just might've found our new home.
Hey, and what better way to introduce
ourselves than through song?
Because, you know,
what food doesn't love a song?
Uh, I would argue some foods would see
a song as desperate and over the top.
But, uh, I think the play here
is a rousing speech.
Those are both horrible plays.
Look, I know you're excited,
but we can't let our guard down.
We need a proper game plan.
Good thing I always have one.
We keep a low profile.
[grunting]
We stick together.
No distractions.
No talking to anyone
until we get a lay of the land.
We don't know
if we could trust these new foods.
Seriously? This place doesn't look
dangerous at all.
Those sound like the last words
of a food killed by danger.
Fine, sure, low profile, whatever.
Huh, I wonder what the fuck that says.
[tense music playing]
-[foods chattering]
-Holy guacamole.
[inspirational music playing]
[sign beeps]
Whoo-hoo!
[foods cheering]
[food] Unexpired life is not worth living.
I sprout. Therefore, I am.
[foods snapping]
Wow, you dig that beet poet?
That shit's coming straight
from the fridge, man.
[food on TV] You get a toy car!
You get a toy car!
-Everyone gets a toy car!
-[foods on TV cheering]
And they perfected daytime television.
I've never seen so many different styles
of successful artistic expression. [yelps]
[upbeat music playing]
What the fuck?
They got ghost cars?
[bus ramp whirring]
[all exclaim]
-Did you just see that?
-I mean, which part?
You know, it's all mind-blowing.
[school bell ringing]
[children chatting, laughing]
[all] Your mountain is waiting,
so get on your way.
How in the fuck?
[foods clamoring]
This town is unbelievable.
It's like the happiest place on Earth.
Not for long.
-[dramatic music plays]
-[thunder rumbling]
Patty-cake, patty-cake ♪
I can't watch these young foods die.
Their mountain is waiting,
we have to get them on their way.
We gotta warn them!
-We can't, we'll blow our cover.
-Barry, are you serious?
These happy foods will die
if we don't act now.
Barry, come on.
Okay, okay. Help me with this.
-[all grunting]
-[dramatic music plays]
[grunting]
-[Barry clears throat] Attention--
-[voice over PA] Attention, foods.
It appears we're about to experience
some light precipitation momentarily.
No need to worry, as our protective system
will keep you all safe and dry.
[all panting]
[inspirational music playing]
They've conquered the fucking sky.
[voice over PA]
Also, a few positive affirmations.
You are worthy.
The skin or peel that you're in is enough.
Sammy!
That was the single most entertaining
and inspiring artistic event
I’ve ever seen in my life.
I know, and on such a massive screen.
[ethereal music playing]
Huh, I wonder what the fuck that says.
Sammy.
Sammy, where you going?
Look, Barry. I know me going in there
isn’t part of your plan,
but I believe the key
to my emotional reckoning lies,
you know, beyond those doors.
I-I need this.
No, we need to stay on the same journey.
We can't just be following our whims
wherever they might carry
God damn it, Frank!
[joyful music playing]
[music swells]
[giggling]
-Have a good day!
-Bye!
Oh, I'm sorry. You reached for it first.
No, please, I-I insist.
I came alone, so
Same here. [chuckles]
I guess if we shared it, then
Neither of us would be alone anymore.
[door closes]
They did it, Barry.
No lines, no fighting.
Adorable meet cutes.
Fridges as far as the eye can see.
-They did what we couldn't.
-Yeah, cool, cool.
I could really use your help
wrangling Sammy right now, act
[gasps]
-Oh, come on.
-[Frank] Barry.
Relax and look around,
because there's nothing to worry about.
We found our new home, and it's perfect.
Little too perfect, if you ask me.
[ominous music plays]
[Jack] All right. Gotta stay alert,
gotta stay sane.
I know, I'll watch Shrek in my head.
There he is in the swamp.
He's eating slugs?
[laughs] The donkey can talk.
[snoring]
-[twig snaps]
-D-Donkey!
Frank? Frank? Is that you?!
Oh, I knew you'd come back for me, okay.
Okay, come on.
Quit foolin’. Pop out from behind
that bush now please.
Wait
You're not Frank.
Neither are you.
None of you are Frank.
Oh, shit. [screams]
[grunts]
Barry, you're being paranoid.
Let's just go introduce ourselves
to these fine, upstanding foods.
Can't you see they're weird?
Nobody smiles that much
unless they're hiding something.
-Why do you have such bad trust issues?
-I don't know.
Why don't I ask my best friend
who lied to me all of last season?
That was summer, it's the fall now.
You're supposed to turn over a new, uh
Those green things Jack told us about?
The ones that fall in the fall
We need to stay on guard.
For all we know,
this perfect town is lulling us
into a false sense of security.
And that's where you get ambushed.
[sword unsheathing]
[dramatic music playing]
What'd I tell ya? An ambush.
Yeah. Go check that out. See you, Barry.
Well, hello there, my good can.
This is some setup you got here.
-Is this fridge yours or everyone's?
-[can gasps]
Either way,
it's a pretty sweet deal you got.
-[eerie music playing]
-[foods gasp]
[gasps]
[music intensifies]
Uh, you know what? I, uh
I withdraw the question, never mind.
Never mind.
Barry!
-[panting]
-[intense techno music playing]
[yells]
[grunting]
[grunts, yells]
[grunting]
[groans]
[foods yelling]
[Barry yelling]
[grunting]
Hey, stop that. Ah!
My God!
[groaning]
This was just a training exercise!
Huh? Oh, yeah. Don't mention it.
[sputters]
[eerie music plays]
Uh, seriously, don't-don't mention it.
Ah, Frank, have you noticed
These foods are acting
super fucking weird?
Yes! Let’s bounce! Where’s Sammy?!
[thunder rumbling]
[triumphant music playing]
[character VO] Get busy livin’,
or get busy dyin’.
That’s goddamn right.
Butter my butt and call me a biscuit.
That is art.
That's how you touch the lives of food.
[character VO] I hope I can make it
across the border.
I hope to see my friend, Candy Dufresne,
and shake his gloved hand.
-I hope.
-[inspiring music playing]
Brava! Brava!
[eerie music playing]
[Sammy] Oh.
Uh, did you enjoy the movie
as much as I did?
Bye.
[yelps]
[shuddering]
[whimpers]
[yells]
[eerie music continues]
[panting] Ah!
Whoa. Frank! Barry!
I deviated from the plan.
I-I drew undue attention to myself.
[Frank] We all did.
Terrific, so I'm not solely to blame.
I told you this place was weird.
We gotta get out of here!
[panting]
[Sammy yells]
[suspenseful music playing]
[all yell]
Why are you smiling? Stop smiling!
It's so much weirder that they're smiling.
[suspenseful music continues]
In there.
[grunting]
-How do you make it go?
-I don't know. Press everything.
[straining]
-[Barry panting]
-[car honking]
[breathing heavily]
-[grunts]
-[windshield wipers whirring]
Shit. Its security system
is spraying rain at us.
[yelps]
[dramatic music continues]
-[all gasp]
-[engine starts]
-[foods screaming]
-[tires screeching]
[screaming]
["Smooth" by Santana ft. Rob Thomas
playing on radio]
So smooth ♪
-[yelling]
-[tires screeching]
[yelling continues]
We got it! We’re finally going straight.
-Towards those baby geniuses!
-[gasps]
[yelling]
Give me your heart, make it real ♪
-[tires screeching]
-[grunting]
[Frank sighs]
[yelling]
[grunting]
[sputters] Are we all okay?
[all gasp, screaming]
-[crowd cheering]
-[triumphant marching band music playing]
What is happening right now?
I think they're celebrating us.
It’s true. Hey, I know this feeling.
We’re being buttered up.
Yeah, see the sticks of butter down there?
[triumphant marching band music continues]
[dramatic music playing]
[foods clapping]
Frank, Sammy, Barry.
I’m Nutricia.
But you can call me Trish. [laughs]
-You honor us with your presence.
-You know who we are?
How could we not?
You started the revolution
that liberated us.
[triumphant music playing]
Wow, I am honored.
You should be. What the fuck is that?
Your town is incredible.
I can't believe what you've managed
to achieve here.
Are you the leader?
[giggles] Can you imagine?
No, of course not.
No, I am one of the many members
of our council
that represents each food group in town
to ensure everyone has a voice.
This is our data analyst, Sherman.
Pleasure to meet you.
I represent our gluten-free
confections and sweets.
My eyes are up here.
Ah, so they are.
It didn't take us long to learn
that having a sole leader
with a singular vision
only breeds contempt.
Right.
Frank! Oh, no.
I see guilt has washed over
your now even redder face.
You do realize that none of this
would be possible without you.
Wow. You really needed
to hear that, didn't you?
How'd you know?
Oh, I'm very intuitive
to others' emotions.
Oh, and you can lower
your guard now, Barry.
Everything's fine. And bless you.
What? [sneezes]
What the fuck?
And, Sammy, I have the feeling
you just discovered
the artistic medium through which
you'll make a lasting impact on the world.
-I don't know.
-Okay, that's freaky.
And, sorry, did you say lasting impact?
How lasting? If you could quantify
the size of said impact.
You could stay and find out.
All of you should stay.
Well, we’re kind of keeping
our plans loose,
we're on a bit of a traveling kick
at the moment. We're having a good time.
So I don't think we're gonna make
any hard and fast decisions
Oh, we are definitely staying.
I want to know everything.
How did you accomplish all this so fast?
Everything it just seems so advanced.
The answer to that is quite simple. It
[blow horn plays]
Oh, our ceremonial horn. [laughing]
I love the sound of it.
What perfect timing.
I'm sorry, will we be carried?
Is the carrying over?
No one's carrying you, Sammy.
[crowd cheering]
Oh, shit, Jack!
[whimpering]
Wow, they found him fast.
I told you guys we shoulda buried him
in a shallow grave.
Fuck, what do we do?
We have to save his life, right?
Well, considering he saved yours
without even thinking about it,
-I'd say you owe him that much.
-Right, right. It's just counterpoint.
If we out ourselves as humey sympathizers,
they're going to make us fucking leave.
-And I don't want to leave.
-Neither do I.
Two exiles in two days.
No, that's not a good look.
It's a tough call.
It's honestly You know, Jack's been
kind of cool, but he had a good run.
I mean, he lasted a lot longer
than I thought he would, so.
You know, he got busy livin'.
Now he can get busy dyin'.
-What?
-Are you serious?
No, you gotta see Lambshank.
[crowd cheering continues]
[dramatic music playing]
God damn it, we have to save him.
[panting]
[dramatic music continues]
[groans]
[yelling, grunting]
[deep exhale]
-[Jack yelling]
-Jack!
-[Jack] What are you doing to me?!
-We're too late.
I know that sound, they’re slicing
that poor son of a bitch lengthwise, baby!
[Jack screaming]
-Help me with this.
-[Frank grunting]
Almost there!
Yes!
Okay. Good one, Sammy.
[Jack screaming in pain]
[dramatic music playing]
[Jack yelling in pain]
Stop, you maniacs!
But we’ve only rinsed once.
We still need to repeat.
Oh, right. Okay.
Well, you know, as you were then.
[doctor] Patient is losing
the fourth dimension.
Dosing with 609 milligrams of bath salts.
[Jack groans]
What?
[joyful music playing]
Oh! [laughing]
Oh, thank God!
The world is magical again.
Not too short on the sides.
Frank, it's you!
Oh, I knew you'd find me bath salts.
Yep. Uh, we set all this up. Surprise!
But we didn't set this up.
Why are they cleaning him
instead of gutting him?
What's the endgame here?
Uh, hey fellas
[tense music plays]
[Latin music plays]
[Latin music continues]