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Lily, please, I'm begging.
We could go to any other restaurant.
It's my week to pick, and I pick Dead Ed's.
Do I complain when it's your guys' turn to pick?
- Every time. - What's so bad about Dead Ed's?
It's a dive.
Bad food, worse service.
That's a town landmark you're talking about.
Founded the same year as Canyon Valley.
Becoming a local is all about finding these hidden gems.
You can't become a local. You're either from somewhere or not.
It takes a born Canyon Valleyan to...
...truly appreciate our culture.
The only "culture" you'll get at Dead Ed's
is a bacterial infection.
Ha. Nice one.
♪ Me and you ♪
♪ Together we can't lose ♪
♪ Me and you, me and you ♪
What is that smell?
Authenticity.
Let's eat!
Umma, where you goin'?
I touched doorknob. I have to wash germ off my hand.
Service tonight is deader than Ed.
Oh, I can go find a waiter.
No, you don't. They know me here.
- Why don't both of you go? - Bet I find one first!
Oh, excuse me, Lillian.
That's not what it's short for!
Waiter! Waiter, waiter!
Whoa.
Is that Dead Ed?
"Take a swig to receive Dead Ed's seal of authenticity
to be a true local of Canyon Valley."
- What's in there anyway? - Dead Ed's pickled toe.
All the real locals take a sip.
- So you drank Ed's toe juice? - Of course.
I understand if you're too grossed out to try it.
Our traditions may seem strange to an outsider.
If I take two sips,
does that make me twice as local as you?
If you're gonna do it, then do it.
Ah.
- Easy. - Give me that!
Do it.
Twice the local, as if.
What do you gotta say about that?
Jack?
What is going on?
Something's wrong with my stomach.
Help me.
Who summons me?
Oi! Down here!
Think you're a worthy local, eh?
Well, you wouldn't be the first.
Me nail done popped off!
Can't have ye looking at me naked toe body.
Now, follow me to find the seal of authenticity.
Don't touch me, son.
Now, let's get moving. The truth awaits.
Toe?
Toe.
The kitchen, where our journey begins.
'Scuse me.
Looks like someone abandoned their kids here.
- Again. - Aw, poor kiddos.
They look sick with something.
You don't think it was my cookin', do you?
Oh, I'm such a failure!
Hey, that's my best friend you're talkin' about.
Oh, you mean it?
Ha! Bring it in, buddy!
Flee, children!
To the cellar, quickly!
Down here!
What's taking so long?
Should we go find them? I've got a bad feeling.
Min-ju, relax. It's been five minutes.
It's not like they could get lost.
Okay, we're lost. The toe ditched us.
Pssh. We don't need that dumb nub.
I got locals' intuition, baby. Huh?
Hmm...
- Right! - Left!
My gut says right, Jack!
I don't trust your dumb gut, Lily.
Stand down, worm!
Your dad's a worm!
We have the same dad!
You have the same dad!
Fine, whatever. We'll flip a coin.
Heads, we go right. Tails...
- we also go right. - Wait, what?
What's that mean?
I don't know.
Come back here, little guy!
Heads!
Now let's go right like I-- What?
- Uh, Lily? - Whoa.
What's that?
- The seal! - The seal!
- My coin found it! - I saw it first!
No, you don't!
I can't decide what to order.
Ooh, what's he having? Looks yummy.
I'll go ask him.
Hello, my good sir!
Best keep walkin', cone nose.
Yup!
- So... - Just get the special.
Parkour!
I think we finally shook it!
Lily, where are you?
Lily?
- Jack? - What the...?
Jack? Jack?!
Lil?
- Jack! - Lil!
Ugh. My guts feel like they've been through a meat grinder.
How you doin' over there, Lil?
Thanks for saving me back there.
Jack, I never drank the toe before.
And I don't even like the food here.
I'm not a local.
I'm a fraud.
Don't say that. This town is part of you.
Me, I'm not from anywhere.
But you've lived.
Without Canyon Valley, I've got nothing.
It's your home. No one can take that from you.
I'll never have one.
I guess we're both just trying to prove we belong.
Two sides of the same coin.
Wait. We literally are!
Like... we're made out of half the same person!
I've never thought of it like that.
We're...
- Bound by blood. - Bound by blood.
Let's get that seal!
Wait.
I forgot what food tastes like.
It's too late for us.
I hope the kids are in a better place.
We gotta get outta here!
Run!
Tallyho! You've made it!
Come! Dead Ed awaits!
Hehe!
- Dead Ed?! - Dead Ed?!
Are ye the darin' youths
what conquered me maze
and brought home me favorite toe?
Finally, a successor worthy of me legacy.
Now, which one of ye wants me seal of authenticity
and be dubbed the one true local?
One of us? We got here together.
There's only one way to be a local,
and only one can embody it.
- That's not true. - Huh?
Jack's no less a Canyon Valleyan than me.
Thanks, Lil, but you wanted this forever.
- You deserve it. - Nuts to that.
Who died and made this poser King of Canyon Valley?
Uh, me. I died.
So... one of ye step up to claim yer title
or nobody gets it!
I'm good with that if you are.
I got nothin' to prove.
Peace.
Whoa!
Real sorry about this, chaps.
If you're not a true local,
then you must face the consequences!
What happened?
Was... all that just a toe-induced fever dream?
Wait, where's that toe anyway?
What the...?
It's just a carrot.
So we didn't do anything?
We just sat in a basement and opened up and...
- Bonded. - ...bonded.
I'm prepared to tell no one and take it to our graves.
I won't tell a soul what happened here.
- It was his fault! - It was her fault!
Cones are beautiful, okay?!
Where have you two been?
More importantly, you found a waiter.
We can finally order. I will take the...
Gonna stop you right there. I'm a sous-chef, not a waiter.
So I can't take your order
and I wouldn't take your order anyway.
Your punk kids threw up in my locker,
made a mess in the kitchen,
and knocked over all the produce in the meat freezer!
You and your family are banned for life!
- They did what?! - Finally! Thank you!
Eh, we probably went a bit overboard.
- Serves us right. - Good call, sir.
All right, take your complimentary stickers and go.
This was the seal of authenticity?
Dead Ed sure was cheap.
Hey, it's still my week to pick. What do you say we order pizza?
Couldn't agree more.
It's Canyon Valley style.
Very thin crust.
You probably won't like it.
I've had real pizza, in Italia.
Crust so thin you can't even see it from the side.
Yeah, yeah, whatever.
♪ Me and you ♪
♪ Together we can't lose ♪
♪ Me and you, me and you ♪
♪ Me and you ♪
♪ Together we can't lose ♪
♪ Me and you, me and you ♪
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