We Bare Bears (2015) s03e11 Episode Script
Charlie's Big Foot
1 Da, da, da-ba-da, da, da ba-da-ba-da-ba Da, da, da-ba-da, da, da Let's go! We'll be there A wink and a smile and a great, old time Yeah, we'll be there Wherever we are, there's fun to be found We'll be there when you turn that corner We'll jump out the bush With a big bear hug and a smile We'll be there [Music.]
[Laughs.]
Oh, yeah.
Time to get comfy.
Ooh.
[Sighs.]
Hurry, guys! It's starting soon! Yeah, coming! Whoa-uh-uh! [Vacuum whirring.]
Ice Bear ready for drama.
[Screeches.]
[Music.]
Hey, Charlie.
Hurry.
It just got started.
Coming, fellas.
Sorry about that.
Had to pull my cheesy poof casserole from the oven.
Oh! Why, Pan Man, you don't have a snack.
Here.
Some chips for my best bud.
I've got plain, barbecue, sour cream and onion.
Blech! Ugh! Dude, gross! I don't want your feet-chips! - Just have a seat.
- Ah, with pleasure.
[Groans.]
Mwah! Oh, you got to try this casserole.
- It's ice cold.
- Come on, man! Remember? - Personal space! - Shh! Shh! So you have deceived me.
You are no heir to the throne.
I was a fool to have loved you.
Now remind me again, Pan Man, which one is Mr.
Swords and which one is Mr.
Castles? They're not all named Swords and Castles, Charlie.
[Static hisses.]
Huh? W-What? No! What's going on?! Ooh, this is my favorite show right here! - This is not a show, Charlie.
- Course, it is.
My favorite part's when it goes [hissing.]
[Television turns off.]
Ah, gosh dang it, the satellite dish must be down again.
Ice Bear disappointed.
The spell is broken.
Wait, are you guys talking about that big old salad bowl on your roof? - Let me go fiddle with it.
- Uh, I don't know, Charlie.
- Maybe we should call someone? - Eh, let him try, guys.
Maybe Charlie can actually help us fix something for once.
You bet I can, Pan Man! I'll make you proud! Wait, uh, Charlie, maybe And there he goes.
Don't you worry, guys.
I'll have this fixed in no time.
[Sighs.]
Okay, uh, where where is it, again? Aha! Okay, just give this a little twist.
[Laughing.]
[Clattering, screaming.]
[Thunk!.]
Ow! [All gasp.]
[Grunts.]
Charlie, are you okay? Oh, yeah, guys.
I'm fine.
Let's go put this thing back up.
Oh, my gosh! Charlie, your foot! Your Your hideous foot! Ah, nah, don't worry about it.
I break stuff all the time.
It always heals fine, like my elbow.
Bent it weird last week, now it's good as new.
[Squeaking.]
Yeah, Charlie, you can't just brush this off.
I think we should take you to a doctor.
Whoa! No way, amigos! You know how I feel about people.
Ow! Ah! Look at me.
I've never been better.
See? [Chuckles.]
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Whoa! Charlie, we've got to get you to a hospital.
Yeah, it does seem kind of bad.
Ice Bear thinks amputation necessary.
Ahh! No! No way! I ain't into that one bit.
You know what? I'll catch you guys later.
We'll finish that show another time.
Bye! Wait, Charlie! Panda, say something to him.
He's your best bud.
He'll listen to you.
What?! I'm not his best bud.
[Growling.]
Ugh.
Okay.
Charlie, wait! As your best bud, I really think we should go to the hospital.
- Please? Charlie? - Um uh Uh okay.
But only if they just look at my foot, not the rest of me.
Wha How the heck are we going to do that? Ice Bear has idea.
Okay, Pan Pan, this is definitely going to work.
I don't know, guys.
Maybe we should just bail.
- Don't worry.
Stay put and you'll be fine.
- Hey! Man, why do I have to be the one doing this? 'Cause, Panda, he's your best friend.
- Sign.
- Charlie: Oh, yeah.
Uh, uh, yeah.
[Chuckles.]
Charlie! Shh! Don't blow my cover! Ooh! I am nervous, boys.
Well, if you weren't such a klutz, we wouldn't be here in the first place.
Oh, I was just trying to help.
Both of you, calm down.
You've got to be one.
[Knock on door.]
[Gasps.]
[Clears throat.]
Hello.
How are you doing today? I'm Dr.
Clark.
Can I see your papers, please? - So, Panda? - That's me! Let's see.
Possible broken foot.
Yep, and that's definitely the only thing wrong here.
Yeah, that might be true and all, but I'm going to have to run a few tests first.
- Standard stuff, you know.
- Oh, um I guess that that's fine.
[Music.]
Mm-hmm.
[Grunts.]
[Chuckles.]
[Heartbeat.]
[Bass line playing.]
[Chuckles.]
Charlie: Oh! Shh! Interesting.
So is, uh, everything good, Doc? It's okay, I guess.
Now let's see that foot.
Hmm.
[Crunch!.]
[Charlie screams.]
[Screaming.]
Ow.
[Groaning.]
- [Chuckles.]
All good! - Cool, man.
Now use this cane to keep off it.
You should be fine.
Why don't we let Grizz hold this? So, can we go now? Almost.
Just got to test your blood sample.
It'll only be a sec.
Huh.
I'll be right back.
- Stay put, now.
- That seemed a little weird.
Uh, fellas? I'm getting the ol' heebie-jeebies here.
- I think we should skedaddle.
- Shouldn't we wait for the results? No, no, I got to get out of here.
He knows something.
I can feel it in my bones.
[Knock on door.]
[Gasps.]
Clear all his surgeries.
This is his top priority.
Quick, get behind Panda.
- Behind me, you dummy! - Oh, right.
Right.
Okay, just look normal.
[Clears throat.]
Okay.
Good news is your test results are done.
The bad news is that literally everything is wrong with you.
We need to operate to find out more.
- Come get him, guys! - Wait, what? - Okay, uh, what's going on? - Stop.
- No! No, let go of me! - Panda! Hey, Panda! Hold it.
Never seen these results before.
We need to find out if he's contagious to others.
Plus, he signed this consent form.
Trust me, it's for your brother's own good.
If you try to interfere, I'm going to have to call security.
Doctor, wait! No! [Groans.]
- Despair.
- What'd I miss? No, let me go! W-Why am I strapped down?! What is going on?! - Hey, Panda.
- Dr.
Clark, what is happening?! We're taking you in for surgery right now.
But I don't need surgery! I'm fine.
See? [Laughs.]
- Yeah, he's delirious.
- No, no, no, no, no! - Take him to op room 3.
- I'm fine! Just let me go! I'll send for the specialist surgeon right away.
- Yes, sir.
- I don't need surgery! So this is the strange patient, huh? He doesn't look so strange.
He just looks like a panda.
Yeah, but I heard he has blue blood.
Panda: You guys are crazy! Let me go! Please, help me! - Help! Help! - Quick, hold him down! No, let me go! This is all Charlie's fault! He's too hysterical! Get the gas! Gas?! Grizz: Ohh, what are we going to do?! I heard they have a specialist surgeon.
He could be surgering him right now! This is my fault.
Me and my dumb foot.
Now my Pan Pan's in danger.
[Sobs.]
Don't give up, Charlie.
We're going to figure something out, man.
Think, Grizz, think, Grizz, think, Grizz.
Ice Bear: All of Ice Bear's ideas involve fireworks.
Blimp, catapult, bandages.
Ah Oh.
Guys, I think I have a bad idea.
What kind of bad idea? Ice Bear would prefer a good idea.
Oh, yeah.
Ahh! No! No! I don't want it! [Gas hissing.]
Sir, calm down.
This will help.
No! Get away! Gotcha! That's it, big guy.
Take deep breaths.
[Laughing.]
- Charlie: Ahem! - Who are you? Hello.
I am Doctor, uh, Castle, and these are my trusty nurses, Nurse, uh, Swords and Nurse shoot uh, Grizz, Nurse Grizz.
Oh, you must be the specialty surgeon? [Laughing.]
You're a surgeon! A surgeon! I think that's enough gas.
Aha, so this is the patient I've heard so much about.
[Laughing.]
Oh! [Disco music.]
Oh, hey, guys! Look, I know them! Oh, you're so beautiful! - Nurses? - Uhp, we'll handle it from here.
Why are you dressed like Thank you for what you've done so far.
- We are professionals.
- Oh, Dr.
Castle? Yes, just tell us what we need to do.
So what procedures are you going to do? I can't wait to see your technique.
Please, please, so excited to be here.
Can we help? Do Do you need anything? Uh, you could close your eyes.
- Um, why, sir? - Because I want you to, um, visualize the surgery.
- Oh, wow, wow.
- Oh! - It must be a brand-new technique.
- Of course.
We are ready to learn.
Charlie: Great.
Now take a step to your right.
Bit more.
Tiny bit more.
Perfect! Now keep 'em closed.
I will begin the surgery stuff.
[Wheels squeaking.]
I can hear the cutting.
[Sighing.]
Wait.
What was that sound? Oh, that was his, um, spleen! - Ooh! - Ooh! Yeah.
I'm a spleen! I'm a spleen! [Muffled grunting.]
What was Oh, he's stealing a patient! Ah! Vamanos, muchachos! [Gasps.]
[Alarm sounding.]
[Laughs.]
Yow! They're gaining on us! We need to go faster! Get on! - Yeah! - Don't let them get away! Aah! [Babbling.]
You're okay, Panda? I'm doing amazing! I can see everything! [Music.]
I'm afraid you'll never dance again.
Doctor: Don't let them get away! Come on! We got to catch 'em! Hey, I know them.
Make a left, Charlie! - [Glass shatters.]
Oh, sorry! - Whee! - Stop 'em! Close the doors! - Yes, sir! [Laughing.]
Oh! We're stuck! Okay, we got to go, guys! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Move it, guys! We got stuck, we got stuck Stop right there! Get back here! Oh, man, we are so fired.
Charlie: Ah, guys, thanks for getting my foot fixed.
It feels better than ever.
Ah, it was nothing, Charlie.
That's what friends are for.
Now who wants to finish "Swords and Castles"? Ice Bear needs his drama fix.
[Static hisses.]
Oh, right, the satellite's out.
Ahh! [Laughs.]
I love this show! Don't change the channel.
This is the best part.
Eh, all right.
Hello, friend.
Mmm! Ah, that's real nice, buddy.
My best friend.
[Laughs.]
Oh, yeah.
Time to get comfy.
Ooh.
[Sighs.]
Hurry, guys! It's starting soon! Yeah, coming! Whoa-uh-uh! [Vacuum whirring.]
Ice Bear ready for drama.
[Screeches.]
[Music.]
Hey, Charlie.
Hurry.
It just got started.
Coming, fellas.
Sorry about that.
Had to pull my cheesy poof casserole from the oven.
Oh! Why, Pan Man, you don't have a snack.
Here.
Some chips for my best bud.
I've got plain, barbecue, sour cream and onion.
Blech! Ugh! Dude, gross! I don't want your feet-chips! - Just have a seat.
- Ah, with pleasure.
[Groans.]
Mwah! Oh, you got to try this casserole.
- It's ice cold.
- Come on, man! Remember? - Personal space! - Shh! Shh! So you have deceived me.
You are no heir to the throne.
I was a fool to have loved you.
Now remind me again, Pan Man, which one is Mr.
Swords and which one is Mr.
Castles? They're not all named Swords and Castles, Charlie.
[Static hisses.]
Huh? W-What? No! What's going on?! Ooh, this is my favorite show right here! - This is not a show, Charlie.
- Course, it is.
My favorite part's when it goes [hissing.]
[Television turns off.]
Ah, gosh dang it, the satellite dish must be down again.
Ice Bear disappointed.
The spell is broken.
Wait, are you guys talking about that big old salad bowl on your roof? - Let me go fiddle with it.
- Uh, I don't know, Charlie.
- Maybe we should call someone? - Eh, let him try, guys.
Maybe Charlie can actually help us fix something for once.
You bet I can, Pan Man! I'll make you proud! Wait, uh, Charlie, maybe And there he goes.
Don't you worry, guys.
I'll have this fixed in no time.
[Sighs.]
Okay, uh, where where is it, again? Aha! Okay, just give this a little twist.
[Laughing.]
[Clattering, screaming.]
[Thunk!.]
Ow! [All gasp.]
[Grunts.]
Charlie, are you okay? Oh, yeah, guys.
I'm fine.
Let's go put this thing back up.
Oh, my gosh! Charlie, your foot! Your Your hideous foot! Ah, nah, don't worry about it.
I break stuff all the time.
It always heals fine, like my elbow.
Bent it weird last week, now it's good as new.
[Squeaking.]
Yeah, Charlie, you can't just brush this off.
I think we should take you to a doctor.
Whoa! No way, amigos! You know how I feel about people.
Ow! Ah! Look at me.
I've never been better.
See? [Chuckles.]
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Whoa! Charlie, we've got to get you to a hospital.
Yeah, it does seem kind of bad.
Ice Bear thinks amputation necessary.
Ahh! No! No way! I ain't into that one bit.
You know what? I'll catch you guys later.
We'll finish that show another time.
Bye! Wait, Charlie! Panda, say something to him.
He's your best bud.
He'll listen to you.
What?! I'm not his best bud.
[Growling.]
Ugh.
Okay.
Charlie, wait! As your best bud, I really think we should go to the hospital.
- Please? Charlie? - Um uh Uh okay.
But only if they just look at my foot, not the rest of me.
Wha How the heck are we going to do that? Ice Bear has idea.
Okay, Pan Pan, this is definitely going to work.
I don't know, guys.
Maybe we should just bail.
- Don't worry.
Stay put and you'll be fine.
- Hey! Man, why do I have to be the one doing this? 'Cause, Panda, he's your best friend.
- Sign.
- Charlie: Oh, yeah.
Uh, uh, yeah.
[Chuckles.]
Charlie! Shh! Don't blow my cover! Ooh! I am nervous, boys.
Well, if you weren't such a klutz, we wouldn't be here in the first place.
Oh, I was just trying to help.
Both of you, calm down.
You've got to be one.
[Knock on door.]
[Gasps.]
[Clears throat.]
Hello.
How are you doing today? I'm Dr.
Clark.
Can I see your papers, please? - So, Panda? - That's me! Let's see.
Possible broken foot.
Yep, and that's definitely the only thing wrong here.
Yeah, that might be true and all, but I'm going to have to run a few tests first.
- Standard stuff, you know.
- Oh, um I guess that that's fine.
[Music.]
Mm-hmm.
[Grunts.]
[Chuckles.]
[Heartbeat.]
[Bass line playing.]
[Chuckles.]
Charlie: Oh! Shh! Interesting.
So is, uh, everything good, Doc? It's okay, I guess.
Now let's see that foot.
Hmm.
[Crunch!.]
[Charlie screams.]
[Screaming.]
Ow.
[Groaning.]
- [Chuckles.]
All good! - Cool, man.
Now use this cane to keep off it.
You should be fine.
Why don't we let Grizz hold this? So, can we go now? Almost.
Just got to test your blood sample.
It'll only be a sec.
Huh.
I'll be right back.
- Stay put, now.
- That seemed a little weird.
Uh, fellas? I'm getting the ol' heebie-jeebies here.
- I think we should skedaddle.
- Shouldn't we wait for the results? No, no, I got to get out of here.
He knows something.
I can feel it in my bones.
[Knock on door.]
[Gasps.]
Clear all his surgeries.
This is his top priority.
Quick, get behind Panda.
- Behind me, you dummy! - Oh, right.
Right.
Okay, just look normal.
[Clears throat.]
Okay.
Good news is your test results are done.
The bad news is that literally everything is wrong with you.
We need to operate to find out more.
- Come get him, guys! - Wait, what? - Okay, uh, what's going on? - Stop.
- No! No, let go of me! - Panda! Hey, Panda! Hold it.
Never seen these results before.
We need to find out if he's contagious to others.
Plus, he signed this consent form.
Trust me, it's for your brother's own good.
If you try to interfere, I'm going to have to call security.
Doctor, wait! No! [Groans.]
- Despair.
- What'd I miss? No, let me go! W-Why am I strapped down?! What is going on?! - Hey, Panda.
- Dr.
Clark, what is happening?! We're taking you in for surgery right now.
But I don't need surgery! I'm fine.
See? [Laughs.]
- Yeah, he's delirious.
- No, no, no, no, no! - Take him to op room 3.
- I'm fine! Just let me go! I'll send for the specialist surgeon right away.
- Yes, sir.
- I don't need surgery! So this is the strange patient, huh? He doesn't look so strange.
He just looks like a panda.
Yeah, but I heard he has blue blood.
Panda: You guys are crazy! Let me go! Please, help me! - Help! Help! - Quick, hold him down! No, let me go! This is all Charlie's fault! He's too hysterical! Get the gas! Gas?! Grizz: Ohh, what are we going to do?! I heard they have a specialist surgeon.
He could be surgering him right now! This is my fault.
Me and my dumb foot.
Now my Pan Pan's in danger.
[Sobs.]
Don't give up, Charlie.
We're going to figure something out, man.
Think, Grizz, think, Grizz, think, Grizz.
Ice Bear: All of Ice Bear's ideas involve fireworks.
Blimp, catapult, bandages.
Ah Oh.
Guys, I think I have a bad idea.
What kind of bad idea? Ice Bear would prefer a good idea.
Oh, yeah.
Ahh! No! No! I don't want it! [Gas hissing.]
Sir, calm down.
This will help.
No! Get away! Gotcha! That's it, big guy.
Take deep breaths.
[Laughing.]
- Charlie: Ahem! - Who are you? Hello.
I am Doctor, uh, Castle, and these are my trusty nurses, Nurse, uh, Swords and Nurse shoot uh, Grizz, Nurse Grizz.
Oh, you must be the specialty surgeon? [Laughing.]
You're a surgeon! A surgeon! I think that's enough gas.
Aha, so this is the patient I've heard so much about.
[Laughing.]
Oh! [Disco music.]
Oh, hey, guys! Look, I know them! Oh, you're so beautiful! - Nurses? - Uhp, we'll handle it from here.
Why are you dressed like Thank you for what you've done so far.
- We are professionals.
- Oh, Dr.
Castle? Yes, just tell us what we need to do.
So what procedures are you going to do? I can't wait to see your technique.
Please, please, so excited to be here.
Can we help? Do Do you need anything? Uh, you could close your eyes.
- Um, why, sir? - Because I want you to, um, visualize the surgery.
- Oh, wow, wow.
- Oh! - It must be a brand-new technique.
- Of course.
We are ready to learn.
Charlie: Great.
Now take a step to your right.
Bit more.
Tiny bit more.
Perfect! Now keep 'em closed.
I will begin the surgery stuff.
[Wheels squeaking.]
I can hear the cutting.
[Sighing.]
Wait.
What was that sound? Oh, that was his, um, spleen! - Ooh! - Ooh! Yeah.
I'm a spleen! I'm a spleen! [Muffled grunting.]
What was Oh, he's stealing a patient! Ah! Vamanos, muchachos! [Gasps.]
[Alarm sounding.]
[Laughs.]
Yow! They're gaining on us! We need to go faster! Get on! - Yeah! - Don't let them get away! Aah! [Babbling.]
You're okay, Panda? I'm doing amazing! I can see everything! [Music.]
I'm afraid you'll never dance again.
Doctor: Don't let them get away! Come on! We got to catch 'em! Hey, I know them.
Make a left, Charlie! - [Glass shatters.]
Oh, sorry! - Whee! - Stop 'em! Close the doors! - Yes, sir! [Laughing.]
Oh! We're stuck! Okay, we got to go, guys! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Move it, guys! We got stuck, we got stuck Stop right there! Get back here! Oh, man, we are so fired.
Charlie: Ah, guys, thanks for getting my foot fixed.
It feels better than ever.
Ah, it was nothing, Charlie.
That's what friends are for.
Now who wants to finish "Swords and Castles"? Ice Bear needs his drama fix.
[Static hisses.]
Oh, right, the satellite's out.
Ahh! [Laughs.]
I love this show! Don't change the channel.
This is the best part.
Eh, all right.
Hello, friend.
Mmm! Ah, that's real nice, buddy.
My best friend.