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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 ♪

Grubby: Brr! It sure is cold this morning.

It certainly is, Grubby.

I think winter's finally here.

[teeth chattering]

I was right! Look, it's snowing.

Gosh. Hey!

Let's go out and play in the stuff.

You mean, before breakfast?

Yeah! Well, uh, oh. Well, um...

Hey, that's not a fair choice.

Okay, let's have breakfast first,

and then go out and play in the stuff.

-[laughter] -Okay.

Now pay attention.

The only way to be sure

the buttermilk-to-gold formula works

is to bring Tweeg back with it.

Horrible as that thought might be.

That is you mission. Any questions?

Yeah, uh... why is the sky blue?

Never mind that.

Why is water so wet?

Out! Out!

Out!

What did I ever do to deserve them?

Teddy: ♪ Snowflakes are falling ♪

♪ They're filling up the sky ♪

Grubby: ♪ Snowflakes are falling ♪

♪ Upon my nose and in my eyes ♪

Teddy: ♪ Snowflakes are falling so lightly to the ground ♪

♪ And I am glad that wintertime ♪

♪ Has finally come around ♪

♪ Somehow the way each snowflake ♪

♪ Floats gently from the sky ♪

♪ Makes all my thoughts go drifting back ♪

♪ Like seasons passing by ♪

Gimmick: ♪ And all those pleasant memories ♪

♪ Of winters long ago ♪

♪ Come back to me ♪

♪ Each time it starts to snow ♪

♪ The snowflakes are falling♪

♪ They're filling up the sky ♪

♪ Snowflakes are falling ♪

♪ Upon my nose and in my eyes ♪

Teddy: ♪ Snowflakes are falling ♪

♪ They make me feel just right ♪

♪ And I think it's time we had a winter snowball fight ♪

Grubby: ♪ The hills are so lovely ♪

♪ Let's slide down on a sled ♪

Gimmick: ♪ I'll try not to tumble ♪

♪ Upon my nose or on my head ♪

♪ As those tiny snowflakes fall gently to the ground ♪

♪ I love the time when winter ♪

♪ Yes, I love the time when winter ♪

♪ Oh, I love the time when winter ♪

♪ Comes around ♪

Grubby, do you remember the winters in Rillonia?

I sure do. They were lots of fun.

On special days, we'd give gifts to friends and family.

There were big celebrations.

Yeah, and we'd make all kinds of cakes and cookies. Mmm!

Well, that sounds like a marvelous custom,

and I think we should start it here.

-Teddy: You do? -Absolutely.

I can think of all kinds of people

I'd like to give gifts to.

Sure. And I love cakes and cookies.

Gimmick, that's a great idea.

Hmm.

Just what are those three little boobs up to this time?

Hmm. Ah, they're baking something.

Those ingredients.

Flour, eggs, buttermilk...

Buttermilk?! It's my gold formula!

No wonder they're so happy.

That little traitor L.B. must have leaked it to them.

Well, just because I owe him a measly four-years' salary.

I'll teach that bubblehead to mess with Jack W. Tweeg!

[bird squawks]

[snoring]

[groaning]

[breathing heavily]

Sure is cold out there, huh, Boss?

Never mind that.

What do you have to say for yourself?

Well, I wish I was taller. That snow is awful deep.

Oh! Don't play the bare-faced Bounder with me!

I'm on to your scheme!

[laughs] That makes one of us.

Uh, which scheme is that, Tweep?

Selling my buttermilk-to-gold formula to the enemy.

Me? Are you out of your gourd?

L.B., I never want to see your two grotesque faces again.

And take your pointy-headed accomplices with you.

-What's with him? -Yeah, who knows?

He's a highly emotional guy.

Scram, I say.

And never darken my tower again.

We're going, Tweeb, we're going.

Call me when they fix the crack in your brain.

Oh, my brain must have been cracked

to trust a traitorous twerp like you.

You'll never work for me again!

Well, at least it ain't all bad.

[laughing]

Trudge: This must be Tweeg's place.

Eh, for a guy who knows how to make gold,

he sure lives cheap.

Four down, four to, uh, go.

He he he.

That seems to be just where Gimmick's ears would be.

To Teddy.

From your pal Grubby.

Happy holidays.

Tweeg: Now, hang on a minute, fellas.

I'm sure we can come to some understanding.

Quiet, or we'll stuff a gag in our mouth.

Dumb-dumb!

Then how could he tell us where the formula is?

Okay, then, uh...

Quiet, or we'll blindfold you.

-That's better. -Tweeg: Listen to me, boys,

how much of the gold that Quellor makes

do you think he'll give you?

Uh... [muttering]

-None? -Exactly.

Now, if you work for me,

I'd give you half of all the gold I make.

-What do you think? -We don't think.

That's Quellor's job.

Uh, maybe the gold recipe's in here.

No, no, no. That's my best china.

[groans]

[laughs]

I guess not.

Ugh!

Huh?

Ah, there's nothing in the world like a good book.

They sound great when you rip them.

-[Tweeg exclaims] -Sludge...

-[thuds] -...I think I found it.

Oh, that's the gold formula, all right.

-You sure? -Well, let's make a batch and find out.

Drudge: Hey, great idea.

Uh, what are the ingredients?

Let's see, uh, first we need an oven.

Huh? Huh?!

Which parts?

The door?

Or the pipes?

You know something...

Oh, could I please have that blindfold now?

Hey, Trudge, find the mixing spoon.

Uh, a mixing spoon. Right.

Not in this one.

Sludge: It says here we're gonna need water.

[groans]

How did I get myself into this mess?

[laughs] How's the new staff working out, Boss?

L.B., get up here and untie me.

I can't, Tweek,

you told me never to come back.

-Remember? -Oh, please, L.B.?

Look, I didn't mean a word of those insults, you idiot.

You gotta hand it to him.

He really knows how to get into trouble.

I'm going out for a while, boys,

and I'd like both of you

to stay out of that, uh, closet.

Sure, Gimmick. Whatever you say.

Brr! It's still snowing out there.

Good-bye!

Oh!

Teddy, I think we've waited long enough.

What do you say we look in that closet, huh?

Now, Grubby, that wouldn't be fair.

I guess you're right.

Say, Teddy, where do you not want me to look?

Never mind! Just don't look anywhere.

Okay.

♪ Snowflakes are falling dee-dum-dee-dum-dee-dum ♪

♪ Snowflakes are falling ♪

♪ Dee-dum-dee-dum dee-dum ♪

You know, Tweeg may not have been the best boss we ever had,

but he was the only boss we ever had.

Yeah, you never had a chance to mess things up.

He always beat you to it.

But one thing-- you could count on him.

Rain or shine, he was always rotten.

Yeah, and he was always late with our pay.

Wait a minute, guys.

I got a terrific idea.

Come closer.

Sewing needles, cloth...

The airship's all ready.

Let's load everything on board.

These cookies smell really good.

Mm-hmm.

And they taste good, too.

Well, don't eat all of them, Grubby,

or we won't have any left for gifts.

Oh, yeah. Hey, Gimmick, we never flew the airship through the snow before.

How do you think it will do?

Well, we'll soon find out, my boy.

[laughing]

L.B.: This is our chance, guys.

There's no telling when they'll be back.

[laughing]

-Hi, Teddy. -Hi, Grubby.

Hi, Gimmick!

-Hello. -Gimmick: How-de-do?

Hi, fellas.

We just wanted to come by with a few little gifts for you.

They're little because you Fobs are so little.

[laughs]

-Gifts? -What for?

Well, it's kind of a custom in Rillonia,

where Teddy and I come from.

Yes, and we want to share a happy,

uh, winter season with you.

That's really nice. Thank you very much.

Yeah, thanks very much!

All: ♪ This gift is for you ♪

♪ Though it's just a tiny token ♪

Teddy: ♪ This gift is for you ♪

♪ May it say things seldom spoken ♪

Gimmick: ♪ This gift tells of the joy ♪

♪ You have given me ♪

♪ I hope that you will like it ♪

♪ And enjoy it endlessly ♪

All: ♪ This little gift ♪

♪ Says how happy I am to know you ♪

Teddy: ♪ And I hope that in some little way ♪

♪ It really, really shows you ♪

Gimmick: ♪ And if this gift should do ♪

♪ Something to make you happy ♪

♪ Then your happiness is your gift to me ♪

♪ Then your happiness ♪

-♪ Is your gift... ♪ -[smooches]

-♪ To me ♪ -[laughter]

Teddy: Look, Gimmick, the house is all lit up.

Gimmick: Hmm. That's odd.

I don't recall leaving the lights on.

At this rate we should be done in no time.

Yeah, you really think it's gonna work, L.B.?

It has to.

It's Tweeg's only chance.

Okay, now, you guys got everything straight?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now let's get moving.

All: Hello? Hello?

I wonder who could have been here.

[snoring]

[groans]

Hey, Tweef.

Huh?

Hey, Tweef.

Hey! Tweef!

L.B., you came back?

Shh!

Oh, don't worry, you couldn't wake those dolts with cannon fire.

Wrecking my kitchen exhausted them.

We are here to rescue you.

Well, it's about time.

Well, if you're gonna be like that, we could leave.

No, no, no, I'm sorry.

I take back everything I ever said or did.

-Honest? -Honest.

Now please get me out of here.

L.B.: Well, Tweez, what do you think?

You know, the face is awfully good.

Did you do it from memory?

No, we looked up "dummy" in Gimmick's dictionary

and that was the face in the picture.

[groans]

[snoring]

[alarm ringing]

Wow, what a party.

What time is it?

Time to head back to M.A.V.O.

Nice day for a Troll.

Trudge: It won't be when Quellor gets his mitts on him.

[laughter]

Grubby: Yum.

Oh, hey, are these packages for me?

[laughs]

Will you look at that?

Four pairs of mittens. Thanks, Gimmick.

You're welcome, Grubby.

Now you can stay warm when you go outside.

Okay, Gimmick, now it's time to open your presents.

Oh, all right. He he he.

This one's from Teddy.

Oh, my, it's a scarf!

And a hat!

And earmuffs!

Now you can be warm when you go outside, too.

That's a wonderful gift, Teddy.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

And this package is from Grubby.

Oh, it certainly is heavy.

It's a new monkey wrench.

Just what I needed, Grubby.

He he. Now, you open your gifts, Teddy.

Okay.

This one's from you, Gimmick.

-Oh! -Hmm.

It's beautiful.

You, uh, wind it up on the side there.

Thank you, Gimmick. It's wonderful.

I'm glad you, uh, like it.

[knocking on door]

I wonder who that could be.

Hello, there! [jabbering]

We thought we'd stop by with a few gifts.

-Hi, there. -We brought gifts for you guys.

Yeah, winter gifts.

[sniffs] Are those raisin muffins I smell?

Hello, everyone. I brought a few little gifts.

Happy winter season, gang.

♪ This little gift says how happy I am to know you ♪

♪ And I hope that in some little way ♪

♪ It really, really shows you ♪

♪ And if this gift should do ♪

♪ Something to make you happy ♪

♪ Then your happiness is your gift to me ♪

♪ Then your happiness is your gift to me ♪

L.B., what is that racket down there?

I think it's called singing, Tweech.

Let's load the cannon and shoot it at them.

Uh, why?

What do you mean, why?

Because we can't let anyone get away with being that happy.

[strains]

Now the cannonball.

Now the fuse.

Ha! Okay, here goes.

Ha ha!

What was that noise?

Pay it no mind, Leota,

it was just Tweeg firing that cannon of his.

Don't worry, he never hits anything.

Gosh, look at all that snow tumbling down the mountain.

Gimmick: Oh, my, it's an avalanche!

[gasps]

Uh-oh.

[bird cawing]

We heard about the avalanche, Tweeg.

So here's some hot chocolate and raisin muffins.

Maybe this will, uh, warm up your personality.

And here's a snow shovel, Tweeg,

so you can dig your way out.

Uh-oh, it's starting to snow again.

Huh?

Grubby: See you next spring!

Thank you for rescuing me, guys.

Gee, Tweef, a horn-muff and a new toothbrush.

I'm really moved.

-Oh, what a nice cap! -I can use one of those...

We've got a gift for you, too.

Hit it, guys and doll.

Happy winter season, Tweeg.

My name!

You actually got it right.

Oh, what a wonderful present.

Gee, Boss,

this is the nicest day we ever had.

Me too!

Don't get used to it.

Tomorrow we go back to being mean and nasty as usual.

Good, this nice stuff could really make a guy gag.

Sludge: We brung you a present, Your Gaspliness.

For me?

What is the meaning of this?

Huh?

-This is a dummy. -It sure is.

It's Tweeg!

[grunts]

Hey, wait, it really is a dummy.

Uh, gee, Your Cruelness, we, uh, we didn't even notice.

When you think of it, there's not that much difference.

Never mind that, you dolts.

Just hand over the formula.

Right, Boss.

Trudge, the formula.

-Formula? -The book.

-Book? -You know, the thing with all the paper in it.

Oh, paper.

I used that the wrap the gift.

You did what?

Yeah, don't worry.

I'm sure we can glue 'em back together again.

[all talking at once]

I should have taken my mother's advice.

Collect stamps, she said.

Or bottle caps.

Or even Grungeball cards.

But no...

I have to collect dummies.

Why, me?

Why is it always me?

[theme music playing]

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