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♪ I'm goin' down to South Park, gonna have myself a time ♪

♪ Friendly faces everywhere ♪

♪ Humble folks without temptation ♪

♪ Goin' down to South Park, gonna leave my woes behind ♪

♪ Ample parking day or night ♪

♪ People spouting, "Howdy, neighbor!" ♪

♪ Heading on up to South Park, gonna see if I can't unwind ♪

Mrph rmhmhm rm! Mrph rmhmhm rm!

♪ Come on down to South Park and meet some friends of mine ♪

[ Up-tempo jazz playing ]

Hey there, Richard.

Oh. Hey, Gerald, new car?

Yeah. It's a hybrid.

I just -- I just couldn't sit back

and be a part of destroying the earth anymore.

Well... good for you.

Oh, thanks!

[ Music continues ]

There goes the new high- and-mighty Gerald Broflovski.

Yeah. Ever since he got that new hybrid,

he thinks he's better than everyone else.

[ Music continues ]

You know, the emissions from a vehicle like yours

causes irreparable damage to the ozone.

I drive a hybrid.

It's much better for the environment.

Thanks!

Dad, can we go home?

All you ever do since you got this car

is drive around and show it off.

Hey, is that a hybrid?

Oh, yes. You've got one too, I see.

Yeah, I like to be a part of the solution

and not part of the problem.

Well, anyway, good for you.

Thanks!

Dad, I think Ike is starving to death.

Hold on, boys.

We still have to go to the hardware store

and hand out awareness citations

to S.U.V. cars in the parking lot.

What?

[ Music continues ]

Okay. There's another one.

Oh, man. Look at that.

Can you believe this?

An S.U.V. with a V-8 engine. Makes me sick!

Ticket for driving a gas guzzler!

Dad, can we go home, please?

Look, there's a Jeep over there. Go write them a ticket, Kyle.

- But, Dad, I want -- - Now, Kyle!

Oh, hey, Kyle!

Oh, hey, dude. What are you doing here?

Helping my dad pick out some cool new power tools.

What are you doing?

Helping my dad give people fake tickets.

What's this?

Oh, sorry, Randy. Looks like you got a ticket.

A ticket? "Failure to care about the environment."

Oh, God damn it. Did you do this, Gerald?!

Yeah, I'm just, you know, trying to make people more aware.

- You know, it's -- - You got some nerve.

You know that?

Where do you come off ticketing people?

Randy, calm down. It's not a real ticket.

I know it's not a real ticket!

Broflovski!

Did you put this crap on my windshield?!

Jimbo, your truck probably gets

less than 10 miles to the gallon.

Well, thanks, Officer Dickhole!

Dad, let's just go.

Look, I'm just trying to make the people of South Park

aware of a very serious problem!

The problem, Gerald, is that ever since you got a hybrid car,

you've gotten so smug

that you love the smell of your own farts!

Oh. I'm sorry.

I didn't think it was high and mighty

to care about the earth.

And that, too!

Stop talking with your eyes closed!

That's what smug people do!

Well, I don't really see how that has anything to do with --

There! Like that! Stop that!

Who the hell put this faggy fake ticket on my truck?

All right. That does it! Come on, Kyle!

I don't want you hanging around with these ignorant idiots!

Yeah. Yeah, I think it's best we just do it right away.

Dad?

Dad, Ike and I have been talking,

and, well, we feel that your new car is changing you.

Yes. It certainly is.

We're thinking that a lot of people in town

are starting to...

Take offense.

...are starting to take offense at your actions.

We feel like you're starting to become...

Alienated.

...starting to become alienated from some of your friends.

Well, I totally agree, Kyle.

- You do? - Yes.

A lot of people in town aren't ready to drive hybrid cars.

Right! Okay. Good.

And that's why I've talked it over with your mother,

and we've decided to move!

What?!

We need to be where everyone

is motivated and progressive like us!

Start getting your things packed, boys.

The Broflovski family is moving to San Francisco!

[ Dramatic music plays ]

- [ Knock on door ] - Yeah?

Hey, Stan. You should come on over.

They're having a going-away party for Kyle.

Going-away party? What do you mean?

Well, don't you know? Kyle's moving away.

Moving away?! Kyle can't move away!

Well, he is.

- Where's the going-away party? - At Cartman's house.

[ Indistinct conversations, dance music playing ]

Hey, everybody, there's more pop in the refrigerator!

Let's make this the best going-away party ever!

Hey, Eric, where's Kyle?

Who?

Kyle, the person leaving.

Kyle? Why would I invite Kyle?

Dude, a going-away party is supposed to be

for the person who is going away!

Kyle? Kyle!

Kyle's not here. Cartman didn't invite him.

- What? - You guys, this is our party.

That no-good, backstabbing Jew rat is finally leaving.

Come on, everyone! Let's sing!

♪ Na-na-na-na ♪

♪ Na-na-na-na ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Goodbye, Kyle ♪

- [ Down-tempo music plays ] - Kyle! What is going on?!

My dad says he can't live here anymore.

Mr. Broflovski, please. Kyle's my best friend.

I'm sorry, Stan.

But unfortunately you live in a small-minded town

filled with ignorant boobs.

Well, maybe they'll change.

I wouldn't count on it.

Come on, boys. Get in the car.

No!

Maybe you can make a difference, Stan.

Maybe you can get everyone to drive hybrid cars.

Until that day...

we're just gonna have to be with our own kind.

[ Music continues ]

I will! I will get everyone to drive hybrid cars!

I swear it!

[ Engine whirring ]

[ Up-tempo jazz plays ]

[ Bell clanging ]

Well, what do you think, huh?

Oh, Gerald! It's beautiful!

Yeah! Now, this is a house!

Oh, hello, there. You must be the new neighbors.

Yes, that's right. We're the Broflovskis.

Welcome to San Francisco. I'm Peter Thompson.

This is my wife, Nancy Jarvis,

and our son, Brian Thompson-Jarvis.

So, how do you like the neighborhood?

Oh, it's gorgeous! These old houses are so neat!

Yes. Well, unlike most cities,

in San Francisco, we try to keep all the historic houses

instead of knocking them down.

You in here, Peter?

Oh, hey, Paul. Come on in and meet the Broflovskis.

Hello, there. I'm Paul McDonahue.

This is my wife, Holly Beaumont-McCallahan,

and our daughter, Mindy McDonahue-Beaumont-McCallahan.

- Hello! - Hello!

We noticed your hybrid out front.

That's a V-series, right?

Yeah. That's right.

Oh, nice car.

But we're gonna have to get you into the BT series.

Its emissions are actually cleaner.

Wow. So everyone here drives a hybrid, huh?

Oh, of course.

We're a little more progressive

and ahead of the curve here in San Francisco.

[ Farts, sniffs ]

Ahh. [ Smacks lips ]

Anyway, I'm sure you'll find it much better here.

Yes. You'll find that San Francisco

is pretty much more open-minded and grown-up than the Midwest.

[ Farts, sniffs ]

Ahh! Ahh! Ahh.

We're just a little bit more protective of our environment

here in San Francisco.

Yeah. We sure are!

♪ Come on, people ♪

♪ Come on, people, now ♪

Dude, what are you doing?

I'm writing a song about the importance of hybrid cars,

so maybe people will change their ways.

That's gay.

Well, if I have any chance of getting Kyle back,

I have to get people to stop driving S.U.V.s!

Why do you want Kyle back?

Don't you see how awesome it is without him?

You know, Cartman, you may be stoked now,

but I bet you're gonna find that without Kyle around to rip on,

your life is empty and hollow.

[ Scoffs ] Whatever, dude.

I don't need Kyle to rip on. I've got Butters!

Come on, Butters, you stupid Jew!

Yeah! I'm a dumb Jew!

♪ Come on, people ♪

♪ Come on, people, now ♪

All right, all you dreamers and creamers

out there in South Park.

I'm gonna play a song by a local artist

that really made me think about my impact on the earth.

This is Stan Marsh

with "Hey, People, You Got To Drive Hybrids Already."

STAN: ♪ Come on, people, now, people, now ♪

♪ People, now, come on, people, now ♪

♪ Got to drive hybrids, people, now ♪

♪ People, now, people, now, people, now ♪

♪ Hybrids are for people, now, people, now ♪

♪ Good for people driving people, now ♪

♪ Get a hybrid, be good people, now ♪

He's right.

STAN: ♪ We have all got to be people, now ♪

♪ People driving hybrid, people, now ♪

♪ People, now, people, now, hybrid, now ♪

♪ Hybrid people driving people now ♪

♪ Come on, people, let's be people, now ♪

♪ Hybrid people driving people now ♪

♪ Come on, everybody, be people, now ♪

Hey, Jimbo, you get a hybrid, too?

Yeah. I just wanted to try to set an example, you know?

Yeah. I guess it's up to us to show everyone the way.

Good for you!

Thanks!

Can you believe some people still don't drive hybrids?

I know. It's like, Earth to America! Hello?

This is simple stuff here! Gah!

Well, from now on, I'm only going to associate

with other hybrid-car drivers.

Everyone else is just ignorant, m'kay.

Good for you!

Thanks!

At least we're smart enough to know better!

Thanks!

[ Music continues ]

STAN: ♪ Come on, everybody, be people, now ♪

And so we are here to honor Stan Marsh,

for making South Park the city

with the highest percentage of hybrid owners in the country!

[ Cheers and applause ]

If only the rest of the country was as insightful as we are.

Uh, thanks.

I was really just trying to make it so my friend

could move back here, so if you don't mind,

I'm gonna go try to get ahold of him now.

[ Cheers and applause ]

Great speech!

Well, my son is just a little bit more clever than some.

Hello there. I'm Ranger McFriendly.

I'm the person who watches over

the delicate ecosystem of South Park.

You must be the little boy who wrote that song.

Yeah.

- [ Grunts ] - Ow!

You son of a bitch!

Do you have any idea what you've done?

- What?! - Come with me!

[ Birds chirping ]

There! Look!

- [ Dramatic music plays ] - STAN: Smog?

There's never been smog over South Park before.

Don't you get it?

When people drive hybrid cars, they get so full of themselves

that they spew tons of self-satisfied garbage

into the air.

That isn't smog. It's smug!

Smug?

Hybrid cars make better for emission levels,

but people who drive hybrid cars are the leading cause of smug.

You get enough smug in the atmosphere,

and you know what that leads to?

Global laming.

Thanks to your gay little song,

South Park is now the second smuggiest city in America!

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

MAN: This is a "South Park News" weather bulletin!

It looks like we have a smug alert here in South Park.

Our own Keenen Williams has the details. Keen?

Thanks, Tom.

A smug alert is in effect

through at least tomorrow morning.

All those hybrid cars on the road

have caused heavy smug to develop

over most of Park and Jefferson Counties.

On the national map, we can see smug over parts of Denver

and developing smug in Los Angeles.

However, San Francisco is once again

the smuggiest city in the country.

- [ Mid-tempo jazz plays ] - MAN: ♪ A smuggy day ♪

♪ In San Francisco town ♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Sheila, did you meet Gail and Brian yet?

No! Hello. How are you?

Really good. Really good.

[ Farts ]

[ Sniffs ]

Hey, there. Alan, right?

Actually, it's Alain.

Right, right. Would you like red or white wine?

Could I just get an empty glass?

Oh. Sure.

Can you believe all these imbeciles in Texas?

They just put another prisoner to death.

[ Farts ]

[ Sniffs ]

So... what do you do for fun?

We drink and take drugs.

You want some acid?

Oh. No, thanks. We don't do that stuff.

You will.

There's a reason most San Francisco kids

take a lot of drugs.

It's the only thing that allows us

to deal with our parents walking around

loving the smell of their own farts all the time.

Everything okay in here, Kyle?

Yeah. Fine, Dad.

So much better here with intellectuals, isn't it, boys?

[ Farts, sniffs ]

Ah! Mmm!

[ Music playing in distance ]

Well, maybe I'll take just half a hit of acid.

I want three.

No, no.

I'm asking if there's a listing for Broflovski in San Francisco.

They just moved there.

[ Laughs ] Take that, Jew boy!

I guess you Hebes can't even play video football!

Yeah. You're right!

[ Sighs ]

You know, Butters, you make for a lousy Jew.

Well, I'm sorry.

It's just that I'm not Jewish, and I --

No! No! Don't apologize, you asshole!

Marsh?!

Oh, crap. Ranger McFriendly.

Who?

You better come with me to the news station.

Our situation just got a lot worse!

I noticed it on the computer this morning. Look here.

This is the smug over South Park.

It's getting bigger and gaining strength.

The smug?

The smug is getting so massive that it's moving west

and fusing with the San Francisco smug here.

These two smug clouds are combining,

fueling each other.

- Now take a look at this. - STAN: What is that?

It's the smug from George Clooney's acceptance speech

at the Academy Awards.

George Clooney's acceptance speech?

Did you hear it?

He talked about how people in Hollywood

are ahead of the curve on social matters.

He even took credit for the civil-rights movement.

The point is the smug from his acceptance speech

has been slowly drifting north since he gave it,

and it's headed straight for the supercell.

The South Park and San Francisco smug

is already at critical mass.

If it gets hit by George Clooney's acceptance speech,

it will be a disaster of epic proportions --

the perfect storm of self-satisfaction.

We've got to tell the townspeople.

South Park still has a chance to make it through the storm.

What about San Francisco?

Kid, thanks to your gay little song,

there's not gonna be a San Francisco.

McFRIENDLY: So that's it, people.

When the smug from George Clooney's speech

hits the San Francisco and South Park smug,

we're gonna witness a storm the likes of which we've never seen.

Are you trying to tell us the smug from our hybrids

is actually gonna kill us all?

If the smug clouds remain the way they are, yes.

[ Crowd gasps, murmuring ]

This is all Stan's fault!

He wrote that gay little song

and got us to drive those damn hybrids!

Yeah! Good going, stupid!

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Listen!

Though we all agree this is Stan's fault,

there is still something we can do.

If we all work together to reduce smugness,

we might be able to lessen the effects of the storm,

at least here in our own town.

Then that's it.

There's only one way to reduce smugness.

We've got to destroy every hybrid car in town!

- Yeah! - That's right!

Everyone get your hybrid and meet at Dawson's!

Hey, where do you think you're going?

I'm gonna go try and warn Kyle to get out of San Francisco.

Oh, no, you're not!

Your gay little song got us to drive hybrids.

You're gonna help us get rid of them!

How long do we have until the smug clouds collide?

Not long.

The smug from George Clooney's Academy Award acceptance speech

has already crossed into Arizona.

[ Wind whistling ]

What the hell is that?

CLOONEY: Thing about winning an Academy Award, it will...

You know, we a re a little bit out of touch in Hollywood...

...civil rights when it wasn't really popular...

....talked about AIDS when it was just being whispered...

...gave Hattie McDaniel an Oscar in 1939

when blacks were still sitting...

...proud to be a part of the community...

...Oscar winner George Clooney, sexiest man alive...

Wow, Eric. You sure are a great guy for doing this.

I don't have a choice.

Somebody has to get into San Francisco

and warn Kyle's family to get out before the storm hits.

But how come we can't just take the bus on into the city?

You don't know San Francisco, Butters.

It was the breeding ground of the hippie movement in the '60s.

There's hard-core liberals, lesbian activists,

and die-hard modern hippies young and old.

[ Exhales deeply ]

I swore I would never set foot in San Francisco.

God help me.

[Air hisses ]

All right, Butters.

I'll be tethered to you through this cord.

It's my only lifeline, so make sure it stays taut.

If you stop hearing my voice, for the love of Christ,

start reeling me in with all your strength.

I will!

You're really great for going to warn Kyle, Eric.

I'm not doing it for Kyle.

Can't believe I'm actually gonna walk through San Francisco.

Well, here goes.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Machinery whirring ]

All right. Now get it into the masher. Hurry up!

Can't somebody else operate this? I can't really reach.

Well, then you shouldn't have written that gay little song!

Keenen, we've gotten rid of half the hybrid cars.

How are the smug levels?

They're dropping slowly, but -- but we're running out of time!

[ Bell clanging ]

Yeah, it's like San Francisco is more of a European city,

like Paris or Milan.

[ Grunts ] Butters, are you there?

I'm here, Eric.

I've started to enter the smug. I'm about a quarter-mile in.

Can you give me an E.L.?

You must be nearing Union Square.

Do you see a fountain to your left?

Yes. It's just beyond yet another wine and cheese store.

Uh, take your next right.

You've got to start heading west.

Turning right at 0249er.

[Air hissing ]

That's it. That's -- That's the last one!

Keenen? Keenen, we've smashed the last hybrid.

Harry, the smug from Clooney's speech

is about to hit the other smug system!

Get everyone inside!

[ Crowd screaming ]

MAN: Oh, my God!

God help us.

[ Echoing ]...the Oscar winner, George Clooney...

...who talked about AIDS when it was just being...

...we a re a little bit out of touch in Hollywood...

[ Thunder crashing, electricity crackling ]

Butters! Butters, I think I'm here!

2419 Castillo?

That's it. Eric, hurry! Something's going on out here!

Mr. Broflovski!

Mr. Broflovski, there's a smug storm!

We have to go!

Being smug is a good thing.

[ Farts, sniffs ]

Oh, my Christ!

Kyle! Kyle!

The acid.

Dude, I'm totally tripping balls.

I'm totally tripping balls.

I'm totally tripping balls.

We have to get out of here now!

[ Thunder crashing ]

Kyle!

[ Echoing ] Kyle!

[ Birds chirping ]

REPORTER: And now the worst appears to be over.

Last night's smug storm has left thousands homeless.

All across the Midwest, people are picking up the pieces.

Cities like Denver and Salt Lake are heavily damaged

but still all right.

However, San Francisco, I'm afraid,

has disappeared completely up its own asshole.

No.

I'm sorry, Stan.

I'm sorry your gay little song killed your friend.

Hey! Hey, Stan! You're not gonna believe it!

- You got to come see! - What?

It's a miracle!

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Kyle!

Hey, Stan!

- Dude, what happened? - We don't know!

We were all passed out, and next thing we know,

we just woke up on a bus heading here.

It's like you had a guardian angel, m'kay.

Dude, I'm so glad you're not dead!

So I guess there's nothing left to do now but rebuild.

Yeah. First off, we're all gonna need new cars.

And let's make sure nobody gets a stupid hybrid, right?

- Yeah! - That's right!

Yeah! You said it!

No! Hybrid cars are a good thing!

But hybrid cars are the leading cause of smug, m'kay.

Hybrid cars don't cause smugness.

People do.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Look, hybrid cars are important.

They may even save our planet one day.

What you all need to do is just learn to drive hybrids

and not be smug about it.

You mean... drive in hybrids,

but not act like we're better than everyone else

because of it?

Yeah!

I'm... I'm not ready.

I don't think I can do it either.

It's simply asking too much.

Perhaps one day...

we can learn to drive hybrids without being smug about it.

But for now, the technology is just too much for us.

Come on, everybody!

Let's go buy wasteful gas guzzlers!

- Let's go! - That's right!

- That's right! - Come on!

Well, looks like you're back for good, huh, Kyle?

Yeah, I guess so.

We just can't get rid of you, can we, you sneaky Jew rat?

Don't belittle my people, you [bleep] fat-ass!

[ Exhales deeply ] That's better.

PETER: [ Farts, sniffs ]

Ahh! [ Smacks lips ]