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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 ♪

These are great sandwiches, Grubby,

but they taste different somehow.

Yeah, I ran out of roots.

I had to use peanut butter and honey.

What luck!

Eh, I mean, "Oh, what a pity."

Uh, eh, uh, Teddy?

Uh, yes, I sure do miss those roots.

[knock at door]

Mr. Old Beanly, why don't you come in?

Why, thank you, that would be lovely.

Eh, so, Beanly, what brings you to my fair valley?

Mm, this is a splendid sandwich, but it could use some roots.

Hmm.

I'm supposed to give you something.

Gimmick? What's a gimmick?

Eh, that would be me, I guess.

Oh, well, this is for you, then.

From, uh...

eh, from...

-King Nogburt? -Really?

Oh, what a coincidence.

I'm King Nogburt's messenger.

What does it say, Gimmick?

It's some sort of invitation.

It says, "Come one, come all.

It's my intention to view each gadget and invention

or some discovery that's rare,

so please attend my Logic Fair."

Signed King Nogburt.

Beanly: That's right. A Logic Fair.

I was sent by the king to deliver invitations all around.

I can't sit around all day just eating sandwiches and all.

I've gotta... gotta, uh...

Deliver more invitations?

What? Deliver invitations?

To whom?

We don't know.

Well, serves me right coming to you people for help.

You don't know anything.

[laughter]

This is great, Gimmick.

Now you'll be able to show off your inventions.

Yes, I suppose so.

But you're both invited, too, remember?

Gimmick's right, Teddy.

Maybe I ought to invent an invention.

-What will I do? -You can discover a discovery. [laughs]

Hmm. I wonder if I have enough time.

You've got so many gadgets and gizmos, Gimmick.

Which one are you gonna choose?

Hmm. An interesting conundrum, Grubby.

I must consult my files.

Hmm, this should do the, uh, trick.

[laughs] It's a good thing I know what I'm, uh, doing.

Sure hope Gimmick knows what he's doing.

Every time he goes up there--

-Whoa! -Whoa!

Hmm. [coughs] Perhaps a little too potent.

Or possibly not potent enough.

Are you all right, Gimmick?

Uh, yes. Things couldn't be better.

I believe I'm on the right track.

Yeah, and I think the engineer is out to lunch.

Eh, oh, oh, oh, dear.

Uh-oh.

Run, everyone!

-Grubby: Where's Gimmick? -Teddy: I hope he's okay.

-Gimmick! -Gimmick! Gimmick!

Gimmick: Just as I surmised.

Definitely too potent.

So, got anymore great inventions?

Grubby, that's not nice.

Aw, I'm afraid Grubby's right, Teddy.

I'm a complete failure.

Aw, I didn't mean that, Gimmick.

You've invented lots of good stuff.

Teddy: That's right, Gimmick.

You're the best inventor in all of Grundo.

Thank you, boys.

You know, the only thing I could think of bringing to the fair is root beer,

and I didn't really invent that.

That doesn't matter, Grubby.

Your root beer may be old hat to Octopedes,

but it's a new discovery in Grundo.

Hmm. You may be right.

I'm gonna mix up an extra batch right now.

[slurps] Ah. Just right.

Full-bodied with a tantalizing aroma. [laughs]

-L.B.: Smells good, too. -Who said that?

Hey, L.B., are you thirsty?

No, I'm Friday. [laughs]

That's good.

Here, try a mug of my root beer.

This is great.

Thanks, but I'll ask ya to keep it a secret for a while.

I wanna surprise everyone at the fair.

You can count on me. Cross my horn, hope to die.

[laughs]

I tell ya, Twiz, the stuff is great.

It fizzes and pops and tickles your nose.

Be quiet, L.B.

Can't you see I'm trying to think of something to bring to the fair?

If I had the right product, I could clean up.

But, Tweeg, Tweeg--

What are you blithering about?

The Octopede's root beer.

I'm telling you, it's gonna be the biggest thing since Wizard Week.

I told you never to mention Wizard Week again.

As for that Octopede root beer...

Hmm. Yeah.

As for that Octopede root beer...

[laughs]

Now remember, stay out of sight, and don't call me Tweeg.

Not that you ever do, you bubble head.

What should I call ya?

Just call me Jackson Twiddle. [laughs]

Soft drink mogul.

Okay, Twig. I mean Twuddle.

Not "Twuddle," Twiddle!

Ugh. Now let's go.

Well, well, well.

Oh, hello. Who are you?

Twuddle. I--I mean Twiddle.

Yes, Jackson P. Twiddle, soft drink king.

My card.

Hmm. You make soft drinks?

That's right, laddie. [laughs]

I'm the one and only, the real thingamajig.

Would you like a taste of my own special root beer?

Ah, don't mind if I do.

Here's looking at you, kid. Ha.

Do you like it? I'm gonna take some to King Nogburt's fair.

It shows promise, kid.

But it's not nearly good enough to take to the fair.

All my friends like it.

But they're not soft drink moguls like yours truly.

Gee, I guess you're right.

What am I gonna do now?

Ah, I tell ya what, kid.

Because I like ya, I'm gonna do ya a big favor.

What kind of favor?

Gimme your root beer recipe

and I'll see what I can do about improving it.

Gee, gosh, would you really?

I'll have it back to you by morning--

in plenty of time for the fair.

Golly, Mr. Twiddle, how can I ever thank you?

Ah, you already have, my boy. [laughs]

Well, I don't know, Grubby.

Your root beer tasted pretty good to me.

Yeah, but you guys aren't experts like Mr. Twiddle.

Right, Gimmick?

Uh, eh, yes, Grubby, if you say so.

What's wrong, Gimmick?

Oh, none of my inventions ever seem to work properly.

Well, what about the airship?

It flies beautifully.

Yeah, even if it was supposed to be a boat.

There, you see?

Oh, my inventions never do what they're, uh,

supposed to do.

What are these?

They look like shoes to me.

Eh, they're shoes.

See? You can't fool me. [laughs]

But they're not just ordinary shoes.

They leave fluorescent tracks which glow in the dark.

Then you can always tell where you've been.

Hey, that's a great invention.

Oh, not great enough for the Logic Fair, I'm afraid.

Oh, Eunice will be at the fair,

and I wanna show her a first-rate invention.

Something really, uh, impressive.

What about the crystal stethoscope

or the reducing machine?

Yeah, they're impressive.

That will never do.

We found the crystals.

They don't count as inventions.

-What's this gadget? -Oh, it's a music box.

You wind it up like this

and push this button.

-[bagpipes playing] -This is great, Gimmick.

How do you turn it off?

You can't.

You have to wait till it stops by itself.

Well, how long does that take, Gimmick?

Only, oh, an hour or two.

Um, maybe we should take a nice long walk.

Good idea.

♪ Gimmick, a dreamer up of dreams ♪

♪ A maker up of mechanisms ♪

Teddy: ♪ Thinker up of schemes ♪

Both: ♪ Schemes that merely need exploring ♪

♪ Even though some simple facts just might need ignoring ♪

If a formula is faulty, I'm not upset for long.

For if the answer isn't right,

the question must be wrong.

♪ So Gimmick keeps on working ♪

♪ At scheming up his schemes ♪

Grubby: ♪ And making up his mechanisms ♪

Teddy: ♪ Dreaming up his dreams ♪

Both: ♪ And when the thing he's working on ♪

♪ Turns out successfully ♪

♪ Then it might make the world ♪

♪ A little better place to be ♪

Precisely!

It sure would be great if somebody would invent a small music box.

Gimmick: This new airbag is strong enough to lift anything.

Even the Wooly What's-It.

Well, we better get going.

Gee, Mr. Twiddle never came back.

Guess he couldn't fix my root beer recipe.

Teddy: Don't worry, Grubby.

I'm sure your root detector will take first prize.

[Fob children chattering]

Fae: Now, children, let's settle down,

or we'll never get to the Logic Fair in time.

It seems to be holding well, doesn't it, Frank?

You bet.

Our Fobulator will be the most revolutionary piece of child-toting equipment

Grundo has ever seen.

-I'm hungry. -I'm tired.

Are we having fun yet?

Whoa!

Fae: Frank, it's an earthquake.

Aah!

[all chattering]

Whoa!

Whoa!

Aah! Yipes!

[screaming]

-Mommy! -Daddy!

-Mommy! -Help!

Mommy.

What's that rumbling, Teddy?

I don't know, but it's coming from Trembly Fault.

Heavens to Grundo. It's an earthquake!

Help, help, help!

Teddy, it's the Fob babies.

Gimmick: And it looks like they're in real trouble.

Teddy: We've gotta save 'em.

I gotcha.

Uncle Grubby!

Help our mom and dad!

Don't worry, little guys.

Teddy and Gimmick will think of something.

It's too far to throw them a rope and still have time

to get the airship into position.

If we only had some kind of bridge.

Wait a minute. Perhaps we do.

Help me get the music box out of the airship.

You're not gonna start that thing up again, are ya?

I have a better idea.

I intend to take the music box apart.

Grubby, tie this string to the drumstick.

Okay, Gimmick.

Teddy, you tie the other end of the string

around the handle of the accordion.

Watch out, Frank and Fae.

Now pull the string with your tails.

Frank: Okay.

Well, boys, I'm going across.

Be careful, Gimmick.

[Frank and Fae scream]

Whoop! Whoa.

Now just hop inside the drum, folks.

Whoa!

Both: Oh!

[accordion whistling]

Oh, I can't look.

Teddy: Hang on, Gimmick.

Oh. Just two more steps.

There!

Whew.

[laughs] It worked.

It actually, eh, worked.

-Both: Hooray! -[cheering]

Gimmick did it.

My friends, how good to see you all again.

Aruzia: Grubby, Gimmick, and dear, dear Teddy.

We expected you earlier.

We were, uh, worried.

We had something of an adventure along the way.

That's right. The Fobs were stranded.

It's true. We almost fell down Trembly Fault.

And we would have too if it weren't for Gimmick here.

All: Hooray for Uncle, uh, uh, Gimmick!

Why, uh, Newton, you must tell me all about it.

Oh, eh, I-- Ooh.

Hey, Teddy, I thought you were gonna discover a discovery.

I did, Grubby.

Okay, like, you insert your Grunge here, you know?

And, like, you set the tanning level here.

Then you wait, like, say, five minutes.

Ew. Ooh, like, wow.

That can't be right.

Ew. What's that smell?

Like... [screams]

Oh, wow, man. Like, what a totally radical tan.

Well, I must say, this seems more scientifically scientific.

-Yay! -Well, if you'll excuse me,

I have to go and prepare my own exhibit.

Good luck, Gimmick. I know you'll do well.

Hey, look.

Come one, come all.

Take a free sample of Villain-Up,

the soft drink of champions.

A potent potpourri. A fizzy fiesta.

A-- Er, a-- a really good drink.

And I invented it.

If you like it, buy it.

If you don't, get lost.

Cash up front, if you please.

Gee, Tweez, this is the best racket you ever thought of.

-Mmm. -Yum.

I guess Mr. Twizzle was so busy with his soft drink,

he didn't have time to fix up my root beer.

Teddy: I guess so, Grubby.

Hey, wait a minute. This is my root beer.

Mm. This is most excellent.

It appears all of Grundo is in agreement with you, sister.

Hey, Mr. Twiddle, I think you made a mistake.

It restores health, clears up your skin,

and makes even those hard-to-clean stains disappear.

-Hey, Mr. Twiddle-- -Not now, kid.

Get in line like the others.

But don't you remember me?

I'm the guy who gave you the recipe for this drink.

Get lost, bozo.

I've never seen you before in my life.

Come one, come all,

and taste Jackson Twiddle's very own Villain-Up.

Oh, wow, man. Like, what a cool drink.

Like, reminds me of surfing.

Like, just a little more fizz, you know,

and this guy could make a fortune.

A little more fizz, man,

and I would sink my life savings into it.

Fortune? More fizz?

I'll show them more fizz.

Attention, Grundonians.

Introducing new improved Villain-Up.

Now with 20% extra added fizz.

Uh, Twaddle, are you sure you know what you're doing?

'Course, L.B. Listen to that crowd.

[crowd chanting "More fizz!"]

It's shook up enough, Twig.

The name's Tweeg!

Tweeg, I tell you!

Did you hear that? He's really Tweeg.

More fizz, more fizz, more fizz!

Huh?

Whoa!

[crowd booing]

Surf Grunge: I want my bread back, man.

Eh, now, wait a minute.

All sales are final.

No, I-- I-- Help, L.B.!

Help!

Well, it looks like Tweeg's suddenly gone out of business.

I still think your root beer is wonderful, Grubby.

Yeah, I guess I should have believed in myself.

I never should have let Tweeg shake my confidence.

Or your root beer.

So, you're Newton Gimmick.

I've seen your plans for a portable bridge,

and I'm very impressed.

Why, thank you.

Yes, this will entirely change

the scientific view of all future bridges.

No doubt about it.

[cheering]

Thank you. Thank you.

It's really, uh, nothing.

Congratulations, Gimmick.

Oh, uh, Newton, I'm so proud of you.

You sure are the hit of the Logic Fair, Gimmick.

Oh, thank you all.

I'm glad you all like it.

But, you know, the most important thing

is that I like it.

It is a truly amazing invention.

That's more like the old Gimmick.

And, you, sir, I understand

you're about to announce an important discovery.

Oh, that's right. I am.

Thanks to my friend Gimmick,

I have discovered

that it doesn't matter what other people think about you

as long as you believe in yourself.

Bravo, Teddy. Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.

Bravo, Teddy. What a wonderful discovery.

[theme music playing]

Captioned by Post Haste Digital