Adventure Time: Fionna & Cake (2023) s02e08 Episode Script
The Insect That Sang
1
[narrator] Once upon a time,
three fierce bandits
prowled through
the forest primeval.
[suspenseful music playing]
Fierce as they were
[machine whirrs]
the bandits
weren't very good.
Until one day,
their fortunes shifted.
Destiny beckoned.
[enthralling music playing]
Fabulous powers were bestowed
unto these
most worthy rogues
[music continues playing]
Powers that faded
like morning dew
without close company.
They named this giver
"The Heart of the Forest."
The Green Wizards
had everything they needed.
But one day
[mysterious music playing]
Fearing they would lose
the heart again,
the Green Wizards entrapped it.
To keep their source of magic
a secret
on pain of death.
[opening theme music playing]
[helicopter whirring]
- What's going on?
- What is that?
Have you seen something
like that before?
[cables snap]
What's going on?
I'm pulling the venue.
What?
[Hana] I was just
using the fundraiser
to get back
into Marshall Lee's life.
If he's out, I'm out.
But, don't you want him to su--
If he somehow succeeds,
Marshall will have gained
some valuable business acumen.
I'll find another venue.
And the fundraiser's
gonna be a big success.
You're a fool, Campbell.
The event is inconsequential.
I need tonight's
convergence to happen.
[Hana laughs] Buh-bye.
[Fionna] Crap!
I can find a new venue
in less than a day.
What, is event planning harder
than saving the world once?
First I got to call Phelix.
Cake, can I use your phone?
[phone vibrates]
Oh, he's calling.
Great timing.
- Fionna
- [club music playing]
I don't know if I'm gonna
make it to the event tonight.
- Please kill me.
- [music playing over phone]
Dude,
I'm still at the Lemoncarb gig.
They won't let me leave.
[together] Hey! DJ Hotman!
Yellowsweets
wants dancier tunes.
- Hold on. I'll be right there.
- [music playing over phone]
Thanks, Fionna.
- Where'd that phone come from?
- Give it!
- [DJ Flame] Please hurry.
- [Lemoncarbs scream]
First we just need
to rescue DJ Flame.
Then I'll find a new venue.
I'm ready for whatever.
That's what I'm talkin' about!
[inhales sharply]
Maybe this is a sign we should
just throw in the towel.
Cake, are you giving me guff?
I'm just saying,
we might want to start
getting realistic here.
- [warbles]
- [Fionna gasps]
We're going somewhere.
Cake, I'm gonna be right back.
Get the fundraiser going.
Fionna!
Ah, damn!
[Simon] Steady as she goes
Just relax and allow
invisible forces to-- Log.
[thuds] Ow!
This is idiotic.
We should section the forest
into a grid
and do a flachendeckende suche!
You've got to trust
in the universe.
This is the only way
to find out what's hurting him.
[device beeps steadily]
It's okay, PB.
We're doing
We're doing the right thing.
[grunts]
What?
- Where are we?
- [shushes]
[rumbling approaching]
You Sheilas are
in The Hall of Judgment.
You've been accused
of a serious cosmic crime.
[suspenseful music playing]
[member] Murderer!
[overlapping angry dialogues]
Uh, run!
- [trilling]
- [thuds]
[Cake] Then Hana told Fi
she was crazy even to try.
And now Fi's disappeared.
So what if Fi's plans are nuts?
At least she's trying!
You know her plan
isn't even that nuts.
I could probably pull it off.
[Cake reads]
Honey, wherever Fionna is,
I know
she can take care of herself.
We're making Boys Night happen!
God, you're so hot.
Cakey's gonna
get you that money!
We don't want
any help from Hana.
She's already out!
Big blue ball
and I don't even know what.
- [overlapping angry dialogues]
- [member] They deserve this!
[Orbo] Court is now in session.
In the course of his duties,
Cosmic Owl
was ruthlessly pursued
and murdered
by these two singulars.
We got an anonymous tip
from a hot witness.
The punishment,
an eternity in the pain vortex.
Plead guilty now and I'll knock
it down to an even thou.
- [member] That sounds fair.
- [indistinct murmur]
- We're here because of me.
- Up-up-up!
Not guilty!
I've seen, like,
five episodes of Night Court.
I got this.
I call the witness
to the stand.
[Scarab] Oh!
And in my own body as well.
[indistinct murmuring]
Recount for us, if you would,
what you saw
on the night in question.
Well, as your honor knows,
croak dreams
are more Prismo's thing.
- Yeah.
- But I admit some curiosity.
It's full of jalapenos,
but it's not that hot.
Seven to eight out of ten.
[Scarab] Come on, come on.
Where is that dumb owl?
[car lock beeps]
[straining]
[Scarab gasps]
- [shocked reaction]
- [murmur]
A cuckoo. Sick!
Objection.
Scarab's got a personal beef.
Call Prismo, The Wishmaster.
He'll vouch for me.
[Orbo] Hmm
[Fionna] Call my fake dad!
Prismo!
Wha-- What's happening?
[belches]
I thought Jake was
my number one.
But you've always
been there for me, Hoots.
I'm sorry I took you
for granted!
[cries]
Jesus, that's bleak.
Uh
Eyewitness accounts are wrong,
like 70% of the time.
[Scarab] Your Honor, I request
my crystal for a demonstration.
I'll allow it.
[Scarab] Cosmic blood
on their hands.
- [crowd gasps]
- [member] That's evidence!
Nasty work.
We We just wanted to talk
Cosmic Owl
out of Croaking Finn.
It's better now that he's gone!
The whole idea of fate is BS!
- [member] Vile!
- Order!
One more outburst
and you'll be gagged.
[Scarab] The prosecution rests, smugly.
- [Fionna] Dick!
- [Scarab gasps]
[club music plays]
[music distorts]
Tempo! [groans]
[music starts fading out]
[bubbling]
- [gas hisses]
- Huh?
[music perks up]
[club music continues playing]
Meow! What the hell!
Ha-ha! Strangulate her!
[Everplant] Eat me, Pop Cop.
- We've upped our security.
- After the last break in.
These supernatural freaks
are invincible!
[Everplant and Pop Cop grunt]
[both pant]
- [beaker thuds]
- No!
Get out. Get out. Get out!
[Cake] Hey!
Nice setup.
[both] What are you doing?
[vehicle approaches]
Spread the word,
Boys Night is back on!
At the Lemoncarbs!
[disappointed chatter]
- [man] Come on!
- [man 1] Oh, man. Come on!
I quit my job to see DJ Flame.
The party is still on!
Follow us.
Where's everyone going?
[fireworks bursting]
Fionna, that son of a bitch!
[crowd murmuring]
[Huntress scribbling]
We're making a break for it.
On three
Three!
[grunts]
[Orbo] What do you think?
Skip straight to sentencing?
Your Orbness,
I would like to cross
examine the witness.
[sighs] You're up.
Scarab,
tell us exactly what you saw.
[Scarab] I saw you
corpse disposing.
So you're saying
you didn't actually
witness the moment of death?
[Scarab hesitates] I
Well, maybe not.
[member] Doesn't
sound too sure.
[crowd murmuring]
Somebody killed Cosmic Owl,
and you handled the body.
Connect the flipping dots.
Or, hypothetically,
Cosmic Owl charged us.
It would be self-defense.
Taking initiative doesn't sound
like the Cosmic Owl's--
[Fionna] Said he would
get us all with croak dreams!
With a gun!
[crowd murmuring]
- [voices echoing]
- [heartbeat thumping]
[voices growing louder]
[voices fading out]
Finn did it.
[crowd gasps]
[gasps]
Feed that kitty, idiots.
Thank you.
[Marshall] Hey
Got any double fudge delights?
I'm sorry.
I'll be moving along.
[Marshall] Simone, wait.
I found out what my mom did.
With Damon and everything.
Yeah, well,
I never wanted to get between
a mother and her son.
I got into music
because of you.
You were a really
good influence on me.
I was planning to do
a new song tonight,
but it's pointless now.
Well, I'd still like
to hear it. Someday.
You're up, Squirrel.
Do I want to help
The Sweet Spot? Yes.
Am I afraid
of public speaking? No.
Am I getting paid for this?
Just get on the stage.
Hey, gang.
- Welcome to Boys Night.
- [man] Whoo!
We're raising funds
for The Sweet Spot.
Great place.
Great place for a squirrel.
Are you ready to see the main,
if not sole reason you're here?
DJ Flame!
[crowd cheering]
- [cheering dies out]
- Boy, that's your cue.
Need a quick nap.
[snores]
Wake up, wake up!
He's been DJing
for two days straight.
Use your head, dummy.
I gotta buy some time.
[kid] We got you, cat.
[crowd murmuring]
- [man] That's not DJ Flame.
- [woman] Where's DJ Flame?
[kid singing] Marsh! ♪
Now put your hands up ♪
Now put your hands
Back down ♪
Now empty them pockets ♪
We wanna see
In them pockets ♪
Now put your hands up ♪
Now put your hands
Back down ♪
Now empty them pockets ♪
We wanna see
In them pockets ♪
We take donations and credit
Digital paper and metal ♪
We pay
For making this music ♪
And share the rest
With my mallows ♪
Ain't no scamming we family ♪
Scamming family is scummy ♪
And glob don't like ugly ♪
We just asking
For some money ♪
Money for funding my dreams ♪
'Cause living dreams
Is expensive ♪
Look at it like
An investment ♪
To help us
Reach our potential ♪
This instrumental
Was ten grand ♪
We paid in installments ♪
Somebody
Turn up the volume ♪
[Destiny] Sorry, Jay.
[Fionna] We helped
move the body.
But dream-Finn done the deed.
- That's not true!
- [Orbo] Ey!
Cram it, Jawbreak--
[Orbo] Warned ya.
Ow! What the hell, Huntr--
[chokes]
[Scarab] They're lying, Orbo.
Just say the word.
[crowd murmuring]
Party God has cause
for reasonable
doubt! [howling]
[crowd arguing]
All right. All right!
Next outburst
is getting decked!
- [captivating music playing]
- [squirrels squeaking]
Ta-da!
And that's why I haven't
brushed in years.
- [crowd exclaims disgustedly]
- [man] Gross!
[woman] We want Flame!
[crowd chanting] We want Flame!
- We want Flame!
- [screams]
[Cake] Sheeiit!
- It's looking rough up there.
- Mm.
[phone vibrates]
[Cake] Please come sing.
Boys Night needs you.
Exclamation point, emoticon.
[sighs]
[groans]
- Okay, I'm going up.
- Yes!
[kisses] Knock 'em dead, babe.
[man and woman] Where's Flame?
[Marshall strums guitar
to music]
[man] Who is this?
Bring back Marshmallow Kid!
[Marshall clears throat]
[singing] I hate the way
That I trust me ♪
The way that you trust me ♪
'Cause it's not
That trusting ♪
Sometimes I wonder
When I stumble ♪
Will I give up ♪
Or just have
The grace to fall ♪
Because the weight,
It get so heavy ♪
And I just
Can't seem to carry ♪
All the things you want ♪
And things that I believe ♪
I could scream
And cry about it ♪
But will you hear?
Well, I doubt it ♪
'Cause I just am not
Who you want me to be ♪
Trust fall ♪
Can I count on you at all? ♪
Am I worth the bother
Or am I rotten after all? ♪
Trust fall ♪
Would you clear
My path to crawl ♪
Covered in these scrapes
And scars and bruises ♪
I feel strong ♪
I feel strong ♪
[crowd cheering]
Yes!
- Hey, great song.
- Thanks, man.
Seriously,
it really lifted my spirit.
Give it up for DJ Flame!
[crowd exclaims in excitement]
- [starts playing music]
- [crowd cheering]
Gary, how's the count?
It's not enough.
Oh, come on!
Hang on, Cake.
[muffled grumbling] Ah!
Dude!
I know it's messed up,
but I just got a weird feeling.
Like a gut voice telling me
it was the right thing to do.
You-- [grunts in frustration]
All right. This is turning
into a real dog's dinner.
You two can go for now.
But don't leave town.
- [warbling]
- It worked!
What about that weird fire guy?
He could guest star
as an arsonist.
Brilliant.
- [heavy noise]
- [both scream]
Backpay!
[continues playing music]
[Cake] Listen, people.
If everyone donates just $2,
it can make all the difference.
Do it for Fionna. Please.
[straining]
[grunts] Drop the money
into a Cake basket.
[straining]
[Cake] Beep, beep, beep.
[sighs heavily]
We're getting close.
[continues playing music]
[crowd cheering]
[out of breath]
Well, alone at last.
[sniffs] Sorry.
Aw!
[strained effort]
[exclaims nervously]
Mmm
Mmm?
Um, would you mind
getting me a soda?
I'm a little parched.
What's not working?
He's hot and I'm a
grown lady.
[gasps] Cake!
[strained effort] Boys Night.
I can still fix it.
[crowd cheering]
We did it!
The Sweet Spot is saved.
We promise to make a space
where everyone feels welcome.
They Boys Nighted
without me?
- Fionna! [laughs]
- [gasps]
- You're amazing.
- Yeah?
You know, I've been trying
to keep it professional, but
Aw, you're shaking.
Show me the heart.
[Fionna] Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm.
[Fennel gasps]
- [sobs]
- [both] Oh, no.
[Fennel cries]
Fennel, wait.
It didn't mean anything.
Fennel! We were just vibing.
Oh, Fennel.
[crowd cheering]
[Huntress] Oh,
I missed something.
This has all been useless.
Sorry to disappoint you.
[winces and groans]
[sobbing]
[man] Ring, ring. Ring, ring.
Fionna!
Ring, ring.
Not that one.
[Hana] You proved me wrong,
Campbell.
I could use someone like you
in my employ.
I can offer you
a free apartment,
upward mobility,
the company of beautiful men.
What do you say?
Fionna?
Don't answer now.
Just think about it.
[sobbing]
Huh?
My best friend,
my hero, Fionna.
I bust my butt
for their dreams,
to make them happy.
And then they go
and just do it without me?
None of this
would be here without me!
Ugh! [panting]
They don't need me?
Guess they won't
need this either.
Or this!
Stupid roses!
[gasps] No.
No, no, no, no, no. Please!
[crashes loudly]
[Fionna coughs] Ugh!
What have I done?
[sniffs] Hmm.
[gentle music plays]
[gasps]
[sniffling]
Did I secretly
want them to fail?
I'm horrible.
This is the heart.
All these roses.
The reason I couldn't
pinpoint it earlier
is because your world's heart
is everywhere.
[slash]
[inhales and exhales sharply]
I can't make a connection.
I've got the heart,
the ritual, the broken tool.
Just do whatever it takes.
What if we cut off your hand?
Can we try
something else first?
Close your eyes
and look inside yourself.
No!
[Simon] Ow!
Wait. I know this.
[screams]
We're close.
[wheezing breath]
[Simon] It looks bigger.
But this is what hurt Finn.
It's been totally jerky-fied.
Can you save it?
All I can do
is help it die with dignity.
With my ball-bam-burglerber.
[moans]
I'm sorry.
[loud blast]
[cries]
[necklace beeping]
- Beemo.
- Finn is doing great.
He has ascended
from this plane.
What?
[mysterious music plays]
[spooky music playing]
[narrator] Once upon a time,
three fierce bandits
prowled through
the forest primeval.
[suspenseful music playing]
Fierce as they were
[machine whirrs]
the bandits
weren't very good.
Until one day,
their fortunes shifted.
Destiny beckoned.
[enthralling music playing]
Fabulous powers were bestowed
unto these
most worthy rogues
[music continues playing]
Powers that faded
like morning dew
without close company.
They named this giver
"The Heart of the Forest."
The Green Wizards
had everything they needed.
But one day
[mysterious music playing]
Fearing they would lose
the heart again,
the Green Wizards entrapped it.
To keep their source of magic
a secret
on pain of death.
[opening theme music playing]
[helicopter whirring]
- What's going on?
- What is that?
Have you seen something
like that before?
[cables snap]
What's going on?
I'm pulling the venue.
What?
[Hana] I was just
using the fundraiser
to get back
into Marshall Lee's life.
If he's out, I'm out.
But, don't you want him to su--
If he somehow succeeds,
Marshall will have gained
some valuable business acumen.
I'll find another venue.
And the fundraiser's
gonna be a big success.
You're a fool, Campbell.
The event is inconsequential.
I need tonight's
convergence to happen.
[Hana laughs] Buh-bye.
[Fionna] Crap!
I can find a new venue
in less than a day.
What, is event planning harder
than saving the world once?
First I got to call Phelix.
Cake, can I use your phone?
[phone vibrates]
Oh, he's calling.
Great timing.
- Fionna
- [club music playing]
I don't know if I'm gonna
make it to the event tonight.
- Please kill me.
- [music playing over phone]
Dude,
I'm still at the Lemoncarb gig.
They won't let me leave.
[together] Hey! DJ Hotman!
Yellowsweets
wants dancier tunes.
- Hold on. I'll be right there.
- [music playing over phone]
Thanks, Fionna.
- Where'd that phone come from?
- Give it!
- [DJ Flame] Please hurry.
- [Lemoncarbs scream]
First we just need
to rescue DJ Flame.
Then I'll find a new venue.
I'm ready for whatever.
That's what I'm talkin' about!
[inhales sharply]
Maybe this is a sign we should
just throw in the towel.
Cake, are you giving me guff?
I'm just saying,
we might want to start
getting realistic here.
- [warbles]
- [Fionna gasps]
We're going somewhere.
Cake, I'm gonna be right back.
Get the fundraiser going.
Fionna!
Ah, damn!
[Simon] Steady as she goes
Just relax and allow
invisible forces to-- Log.
[thuds] Ow!
This is idiotic.
We should section the forest
into a grid
and do a flachendeckende suche!
You've got to trust
in the universe.
This is the only way
to find out what's hurting him.
[device beeps steadily]
It's okay, PB.
We're doing
We're doing the right thing.
[grunts]
What?
- Where are we?
- [shushes]
[rumbling approaching]
You Sheilas are
in The Hall of Judgment.
You've been accused
of a serious cosmic crime.
[suspenseful music playing]
[member] Murderer!
[overlapping angry dialogues]
Uh, run!
- [trilling]
- [thuds]
[Cake] Then Hana told Fi
she was crazy even to try.
And now Fi's disappeared.
So what if Fi's plans are nuts?
At least she's trying!
You know her plan
isn't even that nuts.
I could probably pull it off.
[Cake reads]
Honey, wherever Fionna is,
I know
she can take care of herself.
We're making Boys Night happen!
God, you're so hot.
Cakey's gonna
get you that money!
We don't want
any help from Hana.
She's already out!
Big blue ball
and I don't even know what.
- [overlapping angry dialogues]
- [member] They deserve this!
[Orbo] Court is now in session.
In the course of his duties,
Cosmic Owl
was ruthlessly pursued
and murdered
by these two singulars.
We got an anonymous tip
from a hot witness.
The punishment,
an eternity in the pain vortex.
Plead guilty now and I'll knock
it down to an even thou.
- [member] That sounds fair.
- [indistinct murmur]
- We're here because of me.
- Up-up-up!
Not guilty!
I've seen, like,
five episodes of Night Court.
I got this.
I call the witness
to the stand.
[Scarab] Oh!
And in my own body as well.
[indistinct murmuring]
Recount for us, if you would,
what you saw
on the night in question.
Well, as your honor knows,
croak dreams
are more Prismo's thing.
- Yeah.
- But I admit some curiosity.
It's full of jalapenos,
but it's not that hot.
Seven to eight out of ten.
[Scarab] Come on, come on.
Where is that dumb owl?
[car lock beeps]
[straining]
[Scarab gasps]
- [shocked reaction]
- [murmur]
A cuckoo. Sick!
Objection.
Scarab's got a personal beef.
Call Prismo, The Wishmaster.
He'll vouch for me.
[Orbo] Hmm
[Fionna] Call my fake dad!
Prismo!
Wha-- What's happening?
[belches]
I thought Jake was
my number one.
But you've always
been there for me, Hoots.
I'm sorry I took you
for granted!
[cries]
Jesus, that's bleak.
Uh
Eyewitness accounts are wrong,
like 70% of the time.
[Scarab] Your Honor, I request
my crystal for a demonstration.
I'll allow it.
[Scarab] Cosmic blood
on their hands.
- [crowd gasps]
- [member] That's evidence!
Nasty work.
We We just wanted to talk
Cosmic Owl
out of Croaking Finn.
It's better now that he's gone!
The whole idea of fate is BS!
- [member] Vile!
- Order!
One more outburst
and you'll be gagged.
[Scarab] The prosecution rests, smugly.
- [Fionna] Dick!
- [Scarab gasps]
[club music plays]
[music distorts]
Tempo! [groans]
[music starts fading out]
[bubbling]
- [gas hisses]
- Huh?
[music perks up]
[club music continues playing]
Meow! What the hell!
Ha-ha! Strangulate her!
[Everplant] Eat me, Pop Cop.
- We've upped our security.
- After the last break in.
These supernatural freaks
are invincible!
[Everplant and Pop Cop grunt]
[both pant]
- [beaker thuds]
- No!
Get out. Get out. Get out!
[Cake] Hey!
Nice setup.
[both] What are you doing?
[vehicle approaches]
Spread the word,
Boys Night is back on!
At the Lemoncarbs!
[disappointed chatter]
- [man] Come on!
- [man 1] Oh, man. Come on!
I quit my job to see DJ Flame.
The party is still on!
Follow us.
Where's everyone going?
[fireworks bursting]
Fionna, that son of a bitch!
[crowd murmuring]
[Huntress scribbling]
We're making a break for it.
On three
Three!
[grunts]
[Orbo] What do you think?
Skip straight to sentencing?
Your Orbness,
I would like to cross
examine the witness.
[sighs] You're up.
Scarab,
tell us exactly what you saw.
[Scarab] I saw you
corpse disposing.
So you're saying
you didn't actually
witness the moment of death?
[Scarab hesitates] I
Well, maybe not.
[member] Doesn't
sound too sure.
[crowd murmuring]
Somebody killed Cosmic Owl,
and you handled the body.
Connect the flipping dots.
Or, hypothetically,
Cosmic Owl charged us.
It would be self-defense.
Taking initiative doesn't sound
like the Cosmic Owl's--
[Fionna] Said he would
get us all with croak dreams!
With a gun!
[crowd murmuring]
- [voices echoing]
- [heartbeat thumping]
[voices growing louder]
[voices fading out]
Finn did it.
[crowd gasps]
[gasps]
Feed that kitty, idiots.
Thank you.
[Marshall] Hey
Got any double fudge delights?
I'm sorry.
I'll be moving along.
[Marshall] Simone, wait.
I found out what my mom did.
With Damon and everything.
Yeah, well,
I never wanted to get between
a mother and her son.
I got into music
because of you.
You were a really
good influence on me.
I was planning to do
a new song tonight,
but it's pointless now.
Well, I'd still like
to hear it. Someday.
You're up, Squirrel.
Do I want to help
The Sweet Spot? Yes.
Am I afraid
of public speaking? No.
Am I getting paid for this?
Just get on the stage.
Hey, gang.
- Welcome to Boys Night.
- [man] Whoo!
We're raising funds
for The Sweet Spot.
Great place.
Great place for a squirrel.
Are you ready to see the main,
if not sole reason you're here?
DJ Flame!
[crowd cheering]
- [cheering dies out]
- Boy, that's your cue.
Need a quick nap.
[snores]
Wake up, wake up!
He's been DJing
for two days straight.
Use your head, dummy.
I gotta buy some time.
[kid] We got you, cat.
[crowd murmuring]
- [man] That's not DJ Flame.
- [woman] Where's DJ Flame?
[kid singing] Marsh! ♪
Now put your hands up ♪
Now put your hands
Back down ♪
Now empty them pockets ♪
We wanna see
In them pockets ♪
Now put your hands up ♪
Now put your hands
Back down ♪
Now empty them pockets ♪
We wanna see
In them pockets ♪
We take donations and credit
Digital paper and metal ♪
We pay
For making this music ♪
And share the rest
With my mallows ♪
Ain't no scamming we family ♪
Scamming family is scummy ♪
And glob don't like ugly ♪
We just asking
For some money ♪
Money for funding my dreams ♪
'Cause living dreams
Is expensive ♪
Look at it like
An investment ♪
To help us
Reach our potential ♪
This instrumental
Was ten grand ♪
We paid in installments ♪
Somebody
Turn up the volume ♪
[Destiny] Sorry, Jay.
[Fionna] We helped
move the body.
But dream-Finn done the deed.
- That's not true!
- [Orbo] Ey!
Cram it, Jawbreak--
[Orbo] Warned ya.
Ow! What the hell, Huntr--
[chokes]
[Scarab] They're lying, Orbo.
Just say the word.
[crowd murmuring]
Party God has cause
for reasonable
doubt! [howling]
[crowd arguing]
All right. All right!
Next outburst
is getting decked!
- [captivating music playing]
- [squirrels squeaking]
Ta-da!
And that's why I haven't
brushed in years.
- [crowd exclaims disgustedly]
- [man] Gross!
[woman] We want Flame!
[crowd chanting] We want Flame!
- We want Flame!
- [screams]
[Cake] Sheeiit!
- It's looking rough up there.
- Mm.
[phone vibrates]
[Cake] Please come sing.
Boys Night needs you.
Exclamation point, emoticon.
[sighs]
[groans]
- Okay, I'm going up.
- Yes!
[kisses] Knock 'em dead, babe.
[man and woman] Where's Flame?
[Marshall strums guitar
to music]
[man] Who is this?
Bring back Marshmallow Kid!
[Marshall clears throat]
[singing] I hate the way
That I trust me ♪
The way that you trust me ♪
'Cause it's not
That trusting ♪
Sometimes I wonder
When I stumble ♪
Will I give up ♪
Or just have
The grace to fall ♪
Because the weight,
It get so heavy ♪
And I just
Can't seem to carry ♪
All the things you want ♪
And things that I believe ♪
I could scream
And cry about it ♪
But will you hear?
Well, I doubt it ♪
'Cause I just am not
Who you want me to be ♪
Trust fall ♪
Can I count on you at all? ♪
Am I worth the bother
Or am I rotten after all? ♪
Trust fall ♪
Would you clear
My path to crawl ♪
Covered in these scrapes
And scars and bruises ♪
I feel strong ♪
I feel strong ♪
[crowd cheering]
Yes!
- Hey, great song.
- Thanks, man.
Seriously,
it really lifted my spirit.
Give it up for DJ Flame!
[crowd exclaims in excitement]
- [starts playing music]
- [crowd cheering]
Gary, how's the count?
It's not enough.
Oh, come on!
Hang on, Cake.
[muffled grumbling] Ah!
Dude!
I know it's messed up,
but I just got a weird feeling.
Like a gut voice telling me
it was the right thing to do.
You-- [grunts in frustration]
All right. This is turning
into a real dog's dinner.
You two can go for now.
But don't leave town.
- [warbling]
- It worked!
What about that weird fire guy?
He could guest star
as an arsonist.
Brilliant.
- [heavy noise]
- [both scream]
Backpay!
[continues playing music]
[Cake] Listen, people.
If everyone donates just $2,
it can make all the difference.
Do it for Fionna. Please.
[straining]
[grunts] Drop the money
into a Cake basket.
[straining]
[Cake] Beep, beep, beep.
[sighs heavily]
We're getting close.
[continues playing music]
[crowd cheering]
[out of breath]
Well, alone at last.
[sniffs] Sorry.
Aw!
[strained effort]
[exclaims nervously]
Mmm
Mmm?
Um, would you mind
getting me a soda?
I'm a little parched.
What's not working?
He's hot and I'm a
grown lady.
[gasps] Cake!
[strained effort] Boys Night.
I can still fix it.
[crowd cheering]
We did it!
The Sweet Spot is saved.
We promise to make a space
where everyone feels welcome.
They Boys Nighted
without me?
- Fionna! [laughs]
- [gasps]
- You're amazing.
- Yeah?
You know, I've been trying
to keep it professional, but
Aw, you're shaking.
Show me the heart.
[Fionna] Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm.
[Fennel gasps]
- [sobs]
- [both] Oh, no.
[Fennel cries]
Fennel, wait.
It didn't mean anything.
Fennel! We were just vibing.
Oh, Fennel.
[crowd cheering]
[Huntress] Oh,
I missed something.
This has all been useless.
Sorry to disappoint you.
[winces and groans]
[sobbing]
[man] Ring, ring. Ring, ring.
Fionna!
Ring, ring.
Not that one.
[Hana] You proved me wrong,
Campbell.
I could use someone like you
in my employ.
I can offer you
a free apartment,
upward mobility,
the company of beautiful men.
What do you say?
Fionna?
Don't answer now.
Just think about it.
[sobbing]
Huh?
My best friend,
my hero, Fionna.
I bust my butt
for their dreams,
to make them happy.
And then they go
and just do it without me?
None of this
would be here without me!
Ugh! [panting]
They don't need me?
Guess they won't
need this either.
Or this!
Stupid roses!
[gasps] No.
No, no, no, no, no. Please!
[crashes loudly]
[Fionna coughs] Ugh!
What have I done?
[sniffs] Hmm.
[gentle music plays]
[gasps]
[sniffling]
Did I secretly
want them to fail?
I'm horrible.
This is the heart.
All these roses.
The reason I couldn't
pinpoint it earlier
is because your world's heart
is everywhere.
[slash]
[inhales and exhales sharply]
I can't make a connection.
I've got the heart,
the ritual, the broken tool.
Just do whatever it takes.
What if we cut off your hand?
Can we try
something else first?
Close your eyes
and look inside yourself.
No!
[Simon] Ow!
Wait. I know this.
[screams]
We're close.
[wheezing breath]
[Simon] It looks bigger.
But this is what hurt Finn.
It's been totally jerky-fied.
Can you save it?
All I can do
is help it die with dignity.
With my ball-bam-burglerber.
[moans]
I'm sorry.
[loud blast]
[cries]
[necklace beeping]
- Beemo.
- Finn is doing great.
He has ascended
from this plane.
What?
[mysterious music plays]
[spooky music playing]