S'up, Pops?
What's good?
-Um, you okay, Pops?
Both: Whoa!
-Uh... -What the --
Aah! Gotcha, ya stupid parasite!
Hey, Pops!
Got to catch those things before they destroy the ship
and kill us all.
Uhh...
Okay.
Hey, Pops, want to go on a supply run with us?
On the way, we're gonna see how close we can fly to a sun.
Uh, okay. Your loss, bro!
Guys, we got to figure out
what's got Pops so bummed out.
Maybe he just misses Earth stuff --
like wrestling and two-ply toilet paper?
Maybe it's because we have to drink
recycled garbage water all the time?
Wait, we drink what?
Um, guys?
You think that maybe Pops is sad
because in less than 24 hours, we'll reach Lolliland,
where he'll have to face Anti-Pops,
his super-evil twin brother, and figure out
how to save us and the entire universe...
from being erased from existence?
Yeah, it's probably that one.
We need to get his mind off of all that.
Before the battle tomorrow, let's make it our mission
to show Pops a good time.
-Yeah! -Let's do it.
-A song -- for me? -Yeah.
* Lookin' good, Pops, cool new magical abilities *
* And I've always been impressed by your fashion sensibilities *
* So cheer up, Pops
* There's no need to cry
* You'll fight Anti-Pops tomorrow, and you probably won't die *
* You're gonna win the fight *
* So, till then, let's have some fun *
* And if ya don't, well that's all right *
We'll all be erased from existence anyway.
-Dude! -Ow!
Rigby! Sorry, I couldn't think of a rhyme.
-Hey, Pops! -Surprise!
We made you a cake.
A cake -- for me?
Benson: It's your favorite -- red velvet with raspberry filling.
Let's cut you a big old piece.
Eileen: This will make you feel better.
Uh...
Help me!
Hey, Pops, check it out --
Here comes the big show!
-Run! -Oh, I love firing-works.
It's beautiful.
Muscle Man: Well, that was a total bust.
We were doing fine until your stupid fireworks.
What are you talking about?
Those fireworks were very festive.
-No, they weren't! -Yes, they were!
They were totally freakin' festive!
That's it!!
Guys, I know what we've got to do.
What's the one thing guaranteed to cheer anybody up?
The wet burrito combo platter at Chimichanga Juan's?
What? No.
I don't know. It's pretty good.
I really like how wet they make it.
No, guys, I'm talking about a surprise party!
Both: Hm! Hm-Hm!
Microwave wings, microwave wings.
Hey, you made it.
Bummer about whole end-of-the-universe deal.
Oh, we brought chips!
Honey barbecue and zesty lime.
Rigby: Hey, Death!
Thanks for coming out.
Oh, it's no problem. I was headed out here anyway.
Hey, hey!
-Glad you could make it. -Of course.
And we brought some HD-DVDs we thought Pops might enjoy.
To use as coasters.
Then, we can watch some of my movies
as they're meant to be seen, on Blu-ray.
Come on! I though you said you'd give me that one.
Yeah, but those discs aren't gonna cheer anyone up.
They're literally trash.
Okay. Yeah, come on in.
The eagle's approaching the nest.
Got it. Everyone, get in position.
All: Surprise! Oh, my!
A party -- for me?
Yeah, Pops, for you!
How lovely.
And all of my friends are here.
Oh, but what's the occasion? It's not my birthday.
Hey, you don't need to have a reason to have a party.
Well, then let's get this shindig started.
* Oh, yeah
All right. Hey, let's get Pops up here.
Come on up, Pops.
Pops? Rigby: Where'd he go? Hey, Pops?
Hmm.
-Hey, Pops, you okay?
Oh, yes! Jolly good party!
Just getting some fresh air.
Oh, well, that's cool then.
We thought you were having some sort of emotional breakdown.
Rigby!
Pops, you know we're here for you.
I know. I'm sorry.
It's just seeing you all together --
all my good friends --
If Anti-Pops wins tomorrow, everything will be erased.
And I don't care what happens to me,
but I don't want any of you to get hurt.
You're my best friends.
I don't normally mix meself up
in the affairs of the living,
but in the battle tomorrow, you can count on my help.
Oh, I can't ask you to do that.
Ridiculous -- You're our friend, Pops.
Yes, and leaving you to face Anti-Pops
by yourself would be totally uncool.
-We got your back, Pops. -We gotcha, bro.
-Don't worry, Pops. -We're totally behind you, Pops.
Good show.
Wait, I have an idea.
When I finished high school, our class buried a time capsule
full of moments for us to dig up at our 10-year reunion
to see what we each put in it.
What if we all put something personal
in a time capsule and shot it into space?
That way, no matter what happens, there will
always be a part of us floating out there forever.
Mordecai, that's a splendid idea.
Good show.
Yes! I can totally relate to wanting to do that
now that I'm a high-school graduate.
But what would we even put in it?
Like, our favorite chips or something?
I can help with that.
I can copy everyone's memories of their entire lives,
and put them on a Blu-ray box-set.
I could do that, too, if you guys want.
Uh, yeah, but your lives will look way better on Blu-ray.
Yeah, we should just go with Blu-ray.
-Blue is my favorite color. -Sounds cool.
-All right. -Show off.
Hey, Benson, mind helping me get this thing started?
Uh, sure.
Come on around back here
and pop open that little panel on my back.
Ooh!
Ever since we got to space,
Benson's been killing it with the ladies.
Yeah.
Uhhmm...
Yep, there ya go. Almost got it.
Oh, there's so many buttons back here.
Hey, I-I only have one button over here!
You can't miss it!
You guys will need to stay still once the process starts.
It can be dangerous and disorienting.
There's lasers involved. Don't touch the lasers.
Found it. Good job, Benson.
I knew you'd find the button eventually.
Memory scan commencing.
Now, hold on, guys. This might hurt a little bit.
Wait, what --
Whoa!
We can see everything.
Dude, I think most of these are of Benson yelling.
No, they're not!
Benson: You're fired.
Whoa, remember when Pops wrestled a bear?
That was awesome.
Good times.
Bros, are you not hearing this?
I'm killing it.
Hey, Rigby.
Check it out. -What?
Stop laughing!
Aah! Don't look at that!
-Stop! Rigby! -Rigbey, no, stop!
Aaah!
-Rigby! -What's happening?
I can't stop!
Rigby!
Blu-ray, turn off the laser!
Blu-ray: I can't!
The process won't stop until it's done recording.
You know, I was very clear about not touching anything.
Hold on, Rigby!
Mordecai, what are you doing?
Mordecai:
I gotcha, dude!
Dude, I'm slipping!
Guys!
Oh, yeah, Eileen!
Come on!
Aah! Huh?
Oh, no!
Aah!
Aw, yeah, Pops!
I don't know how long I can hold on!
The memories are catching up! We're almost done, Pops!
Dude, that killer plant was cool.
Look -- It's us right now.
Whoa! That was awesome, Pops!
-Good job. -Wow, great job, Pops.
Oh, it's nothing. Blu-ray, did it work?
Recording...
complete.
Everyone's memories saved onto their own commemorative Blu-ray.
Both: Cool.
They've even got our faces on them.
Pretty neat.
Your entire lives are contained on these discs.
I also took the liberty of compiling a few bonus discs.
This disc is two hours of bloopers.
And this one I call "Mordecai pulls a 'Mordecai.'"
It's a two-disc set.
What do ya think, Pops?
Don't worry. These are tears of joy.
Now, no matter what happens, our friendship
and all of our jolly good times will never be forgotten.
That's great, Pops.
Now, let's blast those discs into outer space.
-In five, four -- -Wait.
What if the person who finds the discs
doesn't have a Blu-ray player?
Don't worry. I've got it.
Wait, but what if the person who finds the time capsule
doesn't have a big-screen TV?
I can push one of those out.
-No, no. -That's all right!
Fire in the hole!
Or we could just bury it in the park.
Pops, are you okay?!
Yes.
Just a peculiar dream is all.
Oh, yeah. I've been having weird dreams, too, Pops.
Like this one where Eileen shows up,
and she's wearing...
It's not important. Everybody has weird dreams.
I suppose.
Well, we've got something that'll cheer you up.
Come have a look.
It's you, old friend!
All these years watching you through my telescope,
and I had no idea you were my home.
No wonder it's your favorite planet.
So beautiful up close.
Isn't she marvelous?
Under normal circumstances, I'd agree.
Eileen: Yeah, don't forget what we're here for.
We have to battle Anti-Pops, whose whole thing is, like,
erasing the universe as we know it!
No big deal!
All the more reason to be ready.
Let's get down there!
This is where Pops came from?
I can't believe it.
I thought it'd be a little cleaner.
Jolly good!
By Jove!
Dad-sizzle!
Yeah, this is definitely Pops' planet.
Oh, my! They're all so welcoming!
You're here! You're finally here!
We've been waiting eons for this moment!
Allow us to introduce ourselves.
I'm Frivola-Kranus!
I'm Quadravi-Kranus!
And I'm Weird Mushroom Guy!
Well, it's a pleasure to meet all of you!
Hate to interrupt the moment,
but don't we have a battle to prepare for or something?
Together: Oh, very true! Come along.
Uh, no offense, bros,
but why's your planet all busted?
This is evidence of many battles past.
No fight of such a grand scale is free of collateral damage.
But the Guardian can tell you all about that.
Uh...
Guardian: My eyes are up here.
I am the Guardian of Lolliland.
I exist to witness the titans battle
every 14 billion years.
Excuse me, ma'am!
Might you know how I can defeat Anti-Pops?!
I do not. I have never seen the battle end in victory --
only mutually assured destruction,
followed by a reset of the universe.
Only this planet survives in order to record
the outcome of each encounter.
Chosen one, if you wish to know more,
study the ancient tapestries.
Do we even have time for that?
Isn't Anti-Pops supposed to be here soon?!
There is no sign yet of the one you call Anti-Pops,
which is odd.
He's usually on time.
He's already at Lolliland?!
You -- why aren't we moving?!
Uh, well, you erased half the engine, so...
we're sort of stalled out, sir.
Then I'll take one of the smaller ships.
Computer: Coordinates set. Destination -- Lolliland.
Warp speed at 10!
Huh?
This is why I want to end this stupid universe!
Over a space deer?
I hit a space deer once.
They're way stronger than you'd think.
Quiet!
Oh, my chips.
I need to find another way.
Welcome to the Hall of Tapestries.
Anything you want to know about the previous battles
exists in these creations.
They "weave" a very detailed history.
He says that one every time.
Still funny.
It is funny!
Here, you can see how you came into existence.
Different versions of us were born
over billions of years, never quite right.
Until you, Mega-Kranus.
That's my name?
Both: Mega-Kranus.
Yes, you are the ultimate creation.
However, when you were created,
the universe had to balance itself.
Hence, Malum-Kranus was born.
Oh, Malum-Kranus.
"Malum" means "bad," right?
Here, you'll see tapestries
that depict every clash over the millennia.
Kind of looks like they're fighting
with pool noodles in this one.
Oh, yes. That was a fun one.
Wait, guys, look!
Does that kind of look like us?
Yes, everything that's happening now
has happened before.
Everything?
Everything.
Each battle ends in a draw, with two fists colliding,
resetting the universe, and ending in rebirth.
Uh, hate to be a downer, but this sounds kind of...
Futile?
I mean, this has been happening
for billions and billions of years.
How are we gonna buck the odds?
Skips: This doesn't look good.
Dude, you got an idea?
Yes.
Mordecai: Okay, every battle starts in this coliseum
with Pops on this side and Anti-Pops on that side.
We know where he's gonna be.
We can catch him off guard with some traps.
If we want to win, the only choice we have
is to change things up.
That's not a terrible idea.
This is like pranking the most evil guy ever.
Consider the master prankster in!
Oh, a sneak attack? That doesn't seem very sporting.
It's true, this plan doesn't seem fair,
but I think it's our best bet.
You too, Eileen?
I know how it sounds, but everyone and everything
we know and love is on the line here.
It's up to you, Pops. If you want to keep doing this
how it's always been done, that's your choice.
You're the chosen one.
Okay.
Let's do it.
Traps, traps, traps, traps!
He already said we'd do it!
'Sup? You Malum-Kranus?
Took you long enough. What is this?
There's not enough room!
Always room in the front.
Come sit up here with me, bro.
I'm not doing that. Gruff, you sit up front.
Aw, man! I don't want to!
-Yes, sir!
Floor it!
I hate to tell ya, traffic's backed
all up and down the 405 galaxy.
Oh, hey, do you want waters or snacks?
They're in the side door back there.
I don't want to hear it! Just go!
Hey, how's the music? The, uh, volume okay?
Silence!
Yeah, I don't really like this music, either.
Yeah, I've been doing this about six years,
but this isn't, like, my main gig.
Deejaying's what gets me out of bed.
Oh, hey, if you ever need someone to spin at a party...
Anti-Pops draws near.
Anti-Pops: And in this corner of the ring,
the ferocious fighter, the erratic eraser,
you love him, you love to hate him --
Malum-Kranus!
Pops, I'm surprised you're still standing
after our last showdown.
But don't worry.
I'll make sure that doesn't happen this time.
It's doesn't have to end this way.
Please, can't we settle this peacefully?
Peacefully?
Peace doesn't interest me!
I won't be satisfied until the universe
has come to an end by my hand!
Now, let's get on with it.
It is time.
The titans have gathered in the coliseum.
And now, as is tradition,
the ancient Lolliland anthem will be performed.
This year, sung by local boy Eggum-Kranus!
Ahem!
* Oh, Lolliland, oh, Lolliland *
* Our ball of beautiful dust
* Her people strong, tall -- nine miles long *
* With hearts that you can trust *
* Despite the titan battles
* She stands through thick and thin *
* Oh, Lolliland, oh, Lolliland *
* May good or evil win
* Oh, Lolliland
* Mama, take me to the promised land *
Enough!
This battle starts now!
Oh, no.
Now!
I think...we did it.
Wait.
Universe is still here!
Put that in a tapestry, son!
Right away, sir.
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
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