Erky Perky (2006) s01e20 Episode Script
Cold Snap
Crazy!
Life was good
on Hot Dog Stand ♪
For two bugs
with food demands ♪
Had our last meal
one sunny day ♪
They got caught
up and swept away ♪
Into Kitchen's
where they landed ♪
We're so hungry ♪
And we're stranded ♪
Finding food is
quite a mission ♪
Other bugs are competition ♪
Now just one question ♪
How do we find our
way back home? ♪
- I'm too hungry to sleep.
- Well, the sooner you sleep,
the sooner we can wake up
and get breakfast.
- Oh, did you have
to mention breakfast?
- Have you tried
counting sheep ticks?
- No, good idea, Erky!
One, two, three,
- To yourself.
Hey, listen!
- I don't hear anything.
- Exactly, there's not
even that low hum that's
always there.
- Yeah, you mean like a (hums)
- Perky!
Whoa, Frenzel!
Nice outfit!
(laughs)
- You won't be laughing
when the big chill comes!
- Is that some kind of monster?
Scary!
- And to be dressed like You?
Scarier!
(laughs)
- Scarier!
- Legend has it,
when the quiet comes,
the big chill follows!
And when the big chill comes,
bad things happen to bugs!
- What a pile of rubbish.
- Oh, rubbish, I knew I
was headed somewhere.
- Two, three,
(snoring)
Erky, Erky!
Oh, wake up!
Erky!
- Huh?
- I can't move!
I think I'm dead!
(yells)
- Cold, cold, cold!
- I'm alive!
Cold, cold, cold!
Is this the big chill?
- Cecil?
Where are you?
I'm not very pleased
with you at the
m-m-moment!
We'll talk later.
- I just know I'm
gonna catch a bug.
- You already are a bug.
- You see what I
mean, I'm susceptible.
- Oh, pick up the
pace, will you?
(grunts)
Okay, very funny.
Whoa!
(yells)
- Do you mind?
I'm working on my routine.
I think the idea is to glide.
Erky, glide!
Thank you, oh, thank you.
(laughs)
- Cecil, something
weird is going on!
Cecil, where are you?
Cecil!
Whoa!
Uh oh.
- Mad Margaret!
Oh, what do we do?
- Not surprisingly,
I have a plan.
- If it doesn't involve
running for our lives,
I don't want to hear it.
- Listen, while she's out
cold, we climb up to her lair
and grab hold of her delectable
horde of yummy edibles!
- Are you serious?
- Of course, you could just
stay here with your friend.
(gasps)
- Albert!
Let go you frozen
bag of butt bowls!
- What's going on?
- Oh, I can explain.
You dropped your bag
here and I was just helping--
- Where am I?
- Where are, well, you
slipped on some ice.
- Who are you?
- I'm Frenzel.
Lord Frenzel!
Master of Kitchen!
- And who am I?
- Well you are my,
servant.
Servant!
- Oh, my lord!
(laughs)
- Good one.
I command you, as my
servant bug and transport,
stop slacking off!
- I'm very sorry, Lord
Frenzel, very, very!
- Stop, you're
embarrassing yourself.
Who am I kidding, keep going.
Stop!
- Yes, my lord!
- Now go!
- Yes, my lord!
- Stop!
- Yes.
- Go.
- Yes.
- Stop.
- Yes!
(laughs)
- This is great.
No really, stop, my
feetsies are cold.
Now mush, mush, mush I say!
Come on, mush!
(laughs)
- What's mush, my lord?
Oh, nice pad, my lord.
- Oh, thanks, I
just had it redone.
- May I take your bag?
- No, you're far
too busy for that.
- Doing what, sir?
- Framing my,
scab collection, yeah.
- Immediately, my lord.
- Now for some serious loot.
- Finished!
- Oh, good for you!
Have you hung them up, though?
- No, sorry, Your Worship.
(straining)
- Yes, I did it, I'm here!
(straining)
Sure is a beautiful
view from here.
- Okay!
You want to pull me up?
Erky?
- Her stash must
be here somewhere!
(straining)
What took you?
- Long story.
(gasps)
Ow!
- Frozen food,
it'll never catch on.
- Can we try licking it?
- Be my guest.
(yells)
- Brain freeze!
- Some bugs just never learn.
(sighs)
- All done, I hung and color
coded your scabs according
to the shed date, my lord.
See?
From freshest to driest.
My lord?
Hm.
This feels strangely
familiar, hm.
My lord!
My lord?
(straining)
- Good work, if I
do say so myself.
Now, let's roll!
(straining)
(laughs)
- Look, Erky.
Appetizers on ice!
- Cecil!
Where are you?
Cecil?
- Oh no!
- Cecil!
Oh, glorious warmth!
- Minion, get me out at once!
- What did you call me?
And what are you
doing in Albert?
- How much do you remember?
- All of it!
(laughs)
- Funny joke, huh Margaret?
Joke, just a joke, right?
- I don't fraternize
with the help.
Now, first task.
Getting the queen's dinner
back where it belongs!
- Yes, Your Madness!
I mean, Your Meanness,
I mean, Your Queenness!
- [Margaret] Cecil!
So this is where you've
been the whole time.
Standing around,
slacking off as usual.
(groans)
- Is it hot in here
or is it just me?
- Well take all that fluff off!
- [Perky] Oh no, I'm
not gonna let the big chill
get me again!
- [Erky] You look ridiculous.
- [Perky] I don't care.
- [Erky] Is it not itching?
- [Perky] A little.
- [Erky] And who was
wearing it before you?
- [Perky] Oh, okay
okay, I'll take it off.
(upbeat music)
Life was good
on Hot Dog Stand ♪
For two bugs
with food demands ♪
Had our last meal
one sunny day ♪
They got caught
up and swept away ♪
Into Kitchen's
where they landed ♪
We're so hungry ♪
And we're stranded ♪
Finding food is
quite a mission ♪
Other bugs are competition ♪
Now just one question ♪
How do we find our
way back home? ♪
- I'm too hungry to sleep.
- Well, the sooner you sleep,
the sooner we can wake up
and get breakfast.
- Oh, did you have
to mention breakfast?
- Have you tried
counting sheep ticks?
- No, good idea, Erky!
One, two, three,
- To yourself.
Hey, listen!
- I don't hear anything.
- Exactly, there's not
even that low hum that's
always there.
- Yeah, you mean like a (hums)
- Perky!
Whoa, Frenzel!
Nice outfit!
(laughs)
- You won't be laughing
when the big chill comes!
- Is that some kind of monster?
Scary!
- And to be dressed like You?
Scarier!
(laughs)
- Scarier!
- Legend has it,
when the quiet comes,
the big chill follows!
And when the big chill comes,
bad things happen to bugs!
- What a pile of rubbish.
- Oh, rubbish, I knew I
was headed somewhere.
- Two, three,
(snoring)
Erky, Erky!
Oh, wake up!
Erky!
- Huh?
- I can't move!
I think I'm dead!
(yells)
- Cold, cold, cold!
- I'm alive!
Cold, cold, cold!
Is this the big chill?
- Cecil?
Where are you?
I'm not very pleased
with you at the
m-m-moment!
We'll talk later.
- I just know I'm
gonna catch a bug.
- You already are a bug.
- You see what I
mean, I'm susceptible.
- Oh, pick up the
pace, will you?
(grunts)
Okay, very funny.
Whoa!
(yells)
- Do you mind?
I'm working on my routine.
I think the idea is to glide.
Erky, glide!
Thank you, oh, thank you.
(laughs)
- Cecil, something
weird is going on!
Cecil, where are you?
Cecil!
Whoa!
Uh oh.
- Mad Margaret!
Oh, what do we do?
- Not surprisingly,
I have a plan.
- If it doesn't involve
running for our lives,
I don't want to hear it.
- Listen, while she's out
cold, we climb up to her lair
and grab hold of her delectable
horde of yummy edibles!
- Are you serious?
- Of course, you could just
stay here with your friend.
(gasps)
- Albert!
Let go you frozen
bag of butt bowls!
- What's going on?
- Oh, I can explain.
You dropped your bag
here and I was just helping--
- Where am I?
- Where are, well, you
slipped on some ice.
- Who are you?
- I'm Frenzel.
Lord Frenzel!
Master of Kitchen!
- And who am I?
- Well you are my,
servant.
Servant!
- Oh, my lord!
(laughs)
- Good one.
I command you, as my
servant bug and transport,
stop slacking off!
- I'm very sorry, Lord
Frenzel, very, very!
- Stop, you're
embarrassing yourself.
Who am I kidding, keep going.
Stop!
- Yes, my lord!
- Now go!
- Yes, my lord!
- Stop!
- Yes.
- Go.
- Yes.
- Stop.
- Yes!
(laughs)
- This is great.
No really, stop, my
feetsies are cold.
Now mush, mush, mush I say!
Come on, mush!
(laughs)
- What's mush, my lord?
Oh, nice pad, my lord.
- Oh, thanks, I
just had it redone.
- May I take your bag?
- No, you're far
too busy for that.
- Doing what, sir?
- Framing my,
scab collection, yeah.
- Immediately, my lord.
- Now for some serious loot.
- Finished!
- Oh, good for you!
Have you hung them up, though?
- No, sorry, Your Worship.
(straining)
- Yes, I did it, I'm here!
(straining)
Sure is a beautiful
view from here.
- Okay!
You want to pull me up?
Erky?
- Her stash must
be here somewhere!
(straining)
What took you?
- Long story.
(gasps)
Ow!
- Frozen food,
it'll never catch on.
- Can we try licking it?
- Be my guest.
(yells)
- Brain freeze!
- Some bugs just never learn.
(sighs)
- All done, I hung and color
coded your scabs according
to the shed date, my lord.
See?
From freshest to driest.
My lord?
Hm.
This feels strangely
familiar, hm.
My lord!
My lord?
(straining)
- Good work, if I
do say so myself.
Now, let's roll!
(straining)
(laughs)
- Look, Erky.
Appetizers on ice!
- Cecil!
Where are you?
Cecil?
- Oh no!
- Cecil!
Oh, glorious warmth!
- Minion, get me out at once!
- What did you call me?
And what are you
doing in Albert?
- How much do you remember?
- All of it!
(laughs)
- Funny joke, huh Margaret?
Joke, just a joke, right?
- I don't fraternize
with the help.
Now, first task.
Getting the queen's dinner
back where it belongs!
- Yes, Your Madness!
I mean, Your Meanness,
I mean, Your Queenness!
- [Margaret] Cecil!
So this is where you've
been the whole time.
Standing around,
slacking off as usual.
(groans)
- Is it hot in here
or is it just me?
- Well take all that fluff off!
- [Perky] Oh no, I'm
not gonna let the big chill
get me again!
- [Erky] You look ridiculous.
- [Perky] I don't care.
- [Erky] Is it not itching?
- [Perky] A little.
- [Erky] And who was
wearing it before you?
- [Perky] Oh, okay
okay, I'll take it off.
(upbeat music)