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[theme music playing]

♪ Come dream with me tonight ♪

♪ Dream with me tonight ♪

♪ Let's go to far off places ♪

♪ And search for treasures bright ♪

♪ Come dream with me tonight ♪

♪ Let's build a giant airship ♪

♪ And sail into the sky ♪

♪ Let's watch the ground so far below ♪

♪ Let's watch the birds as they fly by ♪

♪ Fly so high ♪

♪ Come dream with me tonight ♪

L.B.: Have you almost finished that hammering, Tweeze?

It's hurting my brain.

Sorry, L.B.,

I can see that might be a... small... problem.

Oh, I love it when I'm witty.

Ha ha, very funny.

Where'd you learn to be a roofer, anyway?

Tweeg: It's part of my training, L.B.

I once had dreams of being a cat burglar.

Well, that's pretty stupid.

What are you gonna do with a bunch of stolen cats?

Huh?

[gasps]

Yaaaahh!

Whoa!

Oh, hi, there.

Oh! Congratulations.

I'm happy to inform you

you've been accepted by M.A.V.O.

as a senior apprentice.

Huh?

Well, that's wonderful.

It is subject to a review of your checklist of bad deeds

by the M.A.V.O. committee,

naturally.

-Well, natural-- -And, of course,

here is your latest bill from M.A.V.O.

Oh! Oh! As a senior apprentice,

your dues are somewhat higher, of course.

Oh, of course.

Uh, would you mind handing it to my assistant?

Oh! With pleasure.

I hate it when people do that.

Once that's paid, you'll be eligible for initiation

at the next M.A.V.O. membership convention.

Oh-ho! Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Now, I suggest you get down from there

and get dastardly-- or else!

Oh, I will, I will, I will! Ha!

Did you hear that, L.B.?

I'm going to be a M.A.V.O. senior apprentice.

[grumbling]

[groaning]

Uh-oh.

Ah!

[Tweeg shouting]

Oh! Whoa!

Ow! Ooh!

Oww! Ooh! Ow!

Yikes! Ow! Ooh!

Ooh!

[explosion]

[laughing]

That was great, Tweez.

Do it again!

L.B., you hopping horn-head.

Get me out of here!

He's so cute when he's angry.

[both giggling]

Come on, Teddy, you're way behind.

I--I know, Grubby.

But it's a lot easier when you've got eight feet.

Gimmick: Uh, Teddy, Grubby?

[laughs] You're just in time.

Just in time for lunch, I hope.

No, no, no.

Actually, you're just in time to help with an experiment.

What do we do, Gimmick?

Uh-oh. Sorry, Gimmick.

We got to go. But I'll take you up on that lunch some other time.

Whoa!

Now, Grubby, let's hear what Gimmick has in mind.

Well, boys, I was about to test my new, uh, invention.

I call it the multiplication table.

A multiplication table?

You mean like you memorize in school?

-Like your gezuntas? -Gezuntas? What's that?

Well, 2 "gezunta" 4 twice,

and 4 "gezunta" 8 twice...

[laughs]

That's division, Grubby.

Come have a look, boys.

This invention is an entirely different concept.

It's powered by one of the crystals we found

in the Hard To Find City.

Basically, it's a duplicating device.

A duplicating device?

That's twice as good as anything you've come up with yet, Gimmick.

Ha ha.

Why, thank you, Grubby.

Actually, it's designed to analyze the molecular matrix

of any object placed in the sensor booth.

And then reformat an analog using available stray, uh, molecules.

That's easy for you to say.

Actually, it wasn't.

But seriously, it's very simple.

If you're naturally scientific like me, that is.

[laughs]

Um...

Hey, Gimmick, let's try out that duplicating thing

on this apple.

Then we'll have two

and it'll be a lot easier for me to share.

Splendid idea.

And when we're done, the duplicate apple

will look and taste exactly like the original.

Well, let's try it. I'm hungry.

Here we go, boys.

[rapid beeping]

[both gasp]

Wow, that's amazing.

It sure is.

Yes. And any moment now,

we should see before us a perfect replica

or a bright, shiny, red-as-a-rose...

Grubby: Banana?

Gimmick: Banana.

B-B-Banana?!

Teddy: It sure looks like a banana to be, Gimmick.

Eh, uh, well, uh... yes.

But at least it's still a fruit.

Heaven's to Grundo.

Something is slightly askew.

Gee, Gimmick, I was just about to "askew"

what was wrong with it. Ha ha.

What is wrong, Gimmick?

Uh, perhaps if I adjust the shape receiver over here,

the citrus focuser over here,

and the color texturizer next to it,

we'll get a more representational

matrix, uh, formation.

You mean, it will look more like an apple next time?

Uh, precisely.

Oh. You know, I don't mind bananas.

Well, I appreciate your taste in comestibles, Grubby,

but for this experiment I think it makes sense

if we continue using apples.

Now, if everyone is ready...

This time, it should work perfectly.

Any minute now, you should see

a duplicate apple.

-Uh-- -Before anyone mentions the obvious,

I'm quite aware that it's an orange.

Hmm. Did you ever wonder if they named oranges "oranges" because they're orange?

Or if they named oranges "orange" because they look like oranges.

It's an interesting philosophical question, Grubby.

Hey, let me have a go at fixing that machine, will ya?

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

Of course I don't.

But it never stopped me before.

[metal cranking, clattering]

There, I've tuned her up for you, Gimmick.

Bet you it works perfectly now.

Well, I can't see why we shouldn't, uh, give it a try.

Besides, it's a good idea

to encourage an interest in science.

Uh, Teddy, you'd better give me a hand

repositioning all these dials.

Okay, Gimmick.

Well, that just about does it.

Uh, I think.

What's that strange crunching sound, gimmick?

Oh, just a residual effect

of the sonic sensor being activated.

Nothing to worry about, I assure you.

Then we're all set?

Everything is perfect.

He he he.

This time, absolutely nothing can go wrong.

Without a doubt, we shall soon see

a bright, shiny,

brand new, uh, apple.

He he he he.

[rapid beeping]

[clanking]

Hmm.

I wonder if perhaps we adjusted it

-a bit too much. -[alarm blaring]

Oh, dear!

Now, I'm afraid it still isn't right.

This time it looks like we've ended up with a pumpkin.

Teddy: Wait a minute, Gimmick. That's not a pumpkin! It's--

It's- It's...

All: Grubby!

Did you say something, Teddy?

Oh!

Grubby?

Oh, no!

Two Grubbys!

Indeed!

[both chuckling]

L.B.: What recipe you working on this time, Tweet?

Tweeg: The same old thing, L.B.-- the formula for gold.

I hope you hurry up and find it.

I ain't been paid in months.

And from the looks of this stack of bills from M.A.V.O.,

I might never get paid.

What are you blabbering about, you hopping hairball?

Let me put it this way, Tweak,

if your mother doubled your allowance every day for the next 50 years,

you might just cover what you owe M.A.V.O.

Minus my salary, of course.

Salary? L.B., you must be joking.

You're fortunate to be working for an evil genius like me.

Although asking Mummy to increase my allowance

isn't such a bad idea.

She might just be in a good mood.

I doubt it, Tweet,

She's been in a bad mood since you was born.

[laughs]

Blast it! I've run out of flour.

Run down to Gimmick's house and steal some, will you?

Please?

He actually said "please"?

Yeesh! The pressure must be getting to him.

Now, let's see...

"Dearest... Mummy."

No, that makes her sound too old.

"Dearest, sweetest Mommy."

No! Too sentimental.

Something more masterful, more commanding.

Ah ha! I have it.

"Now you listen to me, you hag-faced hideousity!"

Oh! No, that won't work either.

She never listens to me.

I'll work on it later.

I wonder if that blithering Bounder has stolen some of Gimmick's flour yet.

I'd better keep an evil eye on him.

There he is.

Playing hide-and-seek with his own shadow.

I'm betting on his shadow-- it's smarter than he is.

I think I'll spy on Gimmick just to keep in practice.

Ah ha! There they are now.

Wait a minute. What's this?!

Oh! I must be seeing double.

No, it can't be!

There are two of those overgrown caterpillars. Oh!

It's a conspiracy.

That Gimmick is producing an army of Octopedes

to steal my secret for making gold out of buttermilk.

Imagine all those creatures, each with eight legs,

running all over Grundo.

This is terrible!

I'm the real Grubby.

You can't be, I tell ya! I'm the real Grubby.

Look, Grub, or whatever your name is,

I was under Gimmick's machine testing the apple

when you appeared out of nowhere.

So?

So that makes me the real Grubby!

-Does not. -Does too!

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah!

Besides, Teddy likes me better.

-Does not! -Does too!

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah!

Grubby, stop that!

You, too, uh... Grubby.

Yes!

You Grubbys shouldn't fight between yourselves.

Oh, this is most confusing.

Teddy: What do we do now, Gimmick?

Uh, well, uh... I don't know.

L.B.: Okay, Tweez, here's your flour.

It's about time!

Gimmick is creating an army of Octopedes to steal my gold.

Gold? What gold?

Tweeg: I already told you.

The gold I plan to make out of buttermilk.

Now help me load this cannon so I can blast Gimmick

and his clan of caterpillars to smithereens.

Before it's too late.

Ptooey!

Ugh!

Prepare to fire.

L.B.: Prepare to duck, you mean.

[explosion]

L.B.: Great shot, dead-eye.

How do you feel about a skylight in your tower?

Oh, no! Not my roof!

Anything but that!

Tell me, Twit, did you take lessons in being stupid,

or were you born with it?

L.B., this is all your fault.

I...

L.B.: Wait, there's more.

Oh!

L.B.: Now that's entertainment.

[L.B. laughing]

I'll entertain you, you pesky pin-head!

You already are, Tweep.

Gimmick: Well, Teddy,

it would appear the multiplication table

certainly does work.

So, smart guy, what's the best food in the world, huh?

Well, that's easy: root stew.

Oh, yeah? Well, I like it twice as much as you do.

You two have to stop this fighting.

We're not fighting, are we, bug face?

Bug face! Who are you calling "bug face"?!

Boys, boys, boys.

There is a simple solution to all of this.

-There is? -There is?

What is it, Gimmick?

Well, it's, uh--

What I mean to say is--

Well, I'm sure there's an answer...

uh, somewhere.

Perhaps if I reverse the orientation of the crystal.

Or maybe I could negate the shape triangulator.

Hmm, that might not do it either.

Oh, this is most unexpected.

[gasps]

Gimmick, look!

Gimmick: Heaven's to Grundo!

Grubby: It's about time he left.

Teddy: Everything's disappearing.

Uh, this certainly is peculiar.

Say, Teddy, am I the one who's gone, or the one who's still here?

[chuckles] The one who's here, Grubby.

-And I'm glad. -Me, too.

What happened, Gimmick?

Uh, well,

it would appear that the molecular bonding

in the duplicate Grubby

was too weak to sustain itself for long.

Clearly, the second Grubby

was of an unstable nature.

I'll say he was unstable.

Ha ha.

Imagine calling me "bug face."

Grubby: Anyway, I'm glad that phony's not around anymore.

He was just too handsome for his own good.

[all laughing]

You know something, Teddy? I like being myself.

Me too.

All: ♪ I like being myself ♪

♪ I'm more like me than anybody I know ♪

♪ I like being myself ♪

♪ I'm always around wherever I go ♪

♪ I never have to wonder where I am or what I'll do ♪

Teddy: ♪ And I must admit I got a lot in common with me, too ♪

♪ I guess that's why I'm happy being I ♪

♪ Yes, I like being myself ♪

♪ Me, too ♪

♪ I like being myself ♪

♪ I suppose I would be you if I were you ♪

♪ And if you were me then you could be me, too ♪

I see.

♪ That wouldn't be so bad but what we've got's okay ♪

♪ Well, it's less confusing anyway ♪

♪ I like being myself ♪

♪ I like being my...♪

♪ I like being myself ♪

[laughing]

Tweeg: Listen to them, L.B.! They're laughing at me!

L.B.: Yeah. [laughs] I know the feeling.

I must stop that army of Octopedes

from coming up here and stealing my recipe for gold.

Don't you think that's too much gunpowder, Twig?

Nonsense! You can never have too much of a good thing.

Eat hot lead, Gimmick.

[explosion]

There. That wasn't too loud, was it?

Did you say something, Tweet?

Huh?

-Speak up, I can't hear you! -Speak up, I can't hear you!

And let that be a lesson to you, Gimmick!

That's telling him, Twig!

Too bad you didn't hit nothing.

It's the thought that counts.

Ohh!

Now, whose idea of a joke was that?

"Property of Tweeg"?!

Well, well, well!

Note: On Tweeg's next bill,

include the cost of one M.A.V.O. collection wagon!

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