[whistling]
One, two, One, two, three, four.
♪ La, la, la, la La, la, la, la ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na ♪
♪ La, la, la, la, la ♪
[whistling]
[chicken clucks]
[Bill humming]
What a beautiful day
to harvest some kale!
[screams] My kale!
What ails the kale? Speak to me!
Forty-five percent soil, five percent compost,
and...[slurps] Plastic?
It's almost like this dirt is filled with--
-[Cricket humming] -Garbage!
Cricket! Have you been burying garbage
where we plant our crops?
The technical term is trash hole.
I've been burying trash in my trash hole!
Also, you've been planting crops where I put the garbage?
Son, you're polluting the soil!
We eat these! We sell these for money!
Huh? Who told Bill about the trash hole?
You knew about this?
I did not know about this.
Cause we knew you'd snitch, sweetie.
Look, just get this garbage out of the ground right now!
Fine!
[muttering] "Take out the trash, Cricket!
But no, don't put it in the trash hole, Cricket!"
Well the why's it called the trash hole?
Hang on. This a compact fluorescent light bulb.
You can't throw this in the trash.
Whadda we do, throw it a funeral?
No. You have to take it
to a special e-waste recycling center
so they can dispose of it properly.
Sounds like a pain in the hinder.
Why can't we just chuck it with the rest of the stuff?
This tiny bulb is full of harmful chemicals.
Once it breaks open, it'll leak into the ground,
poisoning the earth, the plants, bugs, and everything around it!
[gasps] That sounds awful!
We can't let that happen!
Okay, but what happens to me?
Do I get a fine or will I go to jail or somethin'?
Uh, no.
Okay, cool. Trash it is!
[Bill] Ah bap bap! What's so hard
about a quick trip to the recycling center?
I for one would be happy to dispose of it properly.
And I will accompany you on your noble quest!
To the recycling center!
That's the spirit! Tell ya what, I'll drive you!
And I'll stay here.
-Me too, not it! -Fine!
While we're gone, you two can clean out the trash hole.
Oh no! I get to play in the trash
instead of going on the boring trip!
[blows raspberry] Piece of cake.
Okay, have fun you little raccoon.
Haha, man, those dummies. We'll be done in no time.
You said it. [slurps]
Gee, can you believe Cricket and Ma
would rather throw this toxic thing in the ground
than run a simple errand?
I'll say! Let's do this thing!
[engine revs and tires squeal]
[cars honking]
Traffic? Ugh.
This is gonna take forever.
Let's just do this tomorrow.
[Tilly] The e-waste center closes in an hour.
We could still make it.
Look, I have plans tonight,
and I gotta get ready.
-[car honks] -Okay, fine, I don't have any plans.
I just thought this was only gonna take twenty minutes!
The traffic isn't that bad.
And the website says they're only open on Saturday.
Once a month, from one to three.
Except in months with thirty days.
Well, in that case,
Walking's better for the earth anyways!
[coughs] It seems heroes are in short supply these days.
-[flies swarming] -[Cricket grunts] There!
Trash hole's officially clean!
Now all we gotta do is put it in the trash can.
That's great, but what about the rest of it?
We'll just stuff it in tight.
It's never gonna fit.
We'll see about that.
-[Gramma grunts] -Cricket hums]
[both grunting and shouting]
[grunts] There!
Trash can is officially full!
They said it couldn't be done,
but where there's a will, there's a way.
-[loud explosion] -No, no, no, no.
What're we gonna do with all this trash?
Okay, let's see.
to get to the recycling center,
all we gotta do is take the Chartreuse Line?
Never heard of that one.
-Is that it? -No, that's the Purple Line.
-What about that one? -Yellow.
-There it is! -Papa, that's Just Blue!
What color even is chartreuse?
It's chartreuse!
If it were another color
it wouldn't have its own name!
Excuse me! Do you two have a minute
to help save the environment?
Do you have a minute
to help us save the environment?
You don't have to make fun of me!
You could just ignore me like everyone else does...
Wait, what station are you two looking for?
The "Chartreuse" line.
We're trying to recycle this light bulb.
So the legends are true after all.
I never thought there would be someone
so brave and valiant to attempt such a journey.
-We're just doin' our part. -Have you been there before?
No. I've always dreamed of it,
but I never have a Saturday that works for me.
Come. I can show you the way.
Why is there a torch?
-We have arrived. -[both gasp]
[man] This is the ancient subway used to travel between worlds.
Oh, that's what chartreuse looks like.
Once the train comes, take it to the end of the tracks
and cross the Bridge of Sorrows.
You'll make the rest of the journey on foot.
I must warn you, the road ahead gets much worse.
Why? Why is it designed like that?
I leave you with this wisdom,
Over ten thousand pandas a day will benefit
if you donate merely twenty dollars--
-Oh, no, sorry, I already donated. -Uh, kinda busy...
Then my work here is done. Good luck, brave heroes.
-[rumbling] -[both
[wheels screeching]
[both gulp]
[flies swarming]
Okay, coast is clear, Gramma. [grunts]
Haha, nice thinkin', using the apartment's dumpster!
Yes sirree, this oughta do the trick!
[grunts] Hey, look! A sandwich.
Never mind that, let's dump!
Oh hey, Greens.
You wouldn't be using our dumpster, would you?
-No. -We're trash inspectors.
Yes! This is trash.
Oh. I thought y'all might've been trying to dump
your trash into our dumpster.
Which would be very not chill of you.
-Nah, we're chill. -Wouldn't dream of it.
Unrelated, why are you using that blue bin and not this one?
Ya gotta separate your trash.
A lot of plastic, paper, metal, and glass
can be recycled and reused, so they go in their own bin.
That way, less garbage goes to the landfill.
That's what the blue bin is for.
Who knew garbage could be so complicated?
[wheels screeching]
Phew. What is this place, Til?
Looks like we're in the industrial part of town.
And this must be the Bridge of Sorrows!
The GPS says the e-waste center is just across this bridge.
-Let's hurry! -Tilly, wait!
I think this bridge might be unstable!
What's that, Papa? Ah!
-Tilly! -[gasps] Huh?
Ahh! Oh!
Haha, thanks, tummy. Ahh!
-Papa! -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Don't worry, Papa! I gotcha!
Tilly, the bulb!
It's gonna pollute the river!
[both gasp]
[grunting]
Whew, that was close.
Papa, that was amazing!
Where'd you learn to do that?
Hacky Sack National Championship, 1998!
Okay, Til, let's take this one little baby step at a time.
-[cracking] -[both scream]
-[Tilly screams] -[Bill pants]
[Tilly screams]
[Bill grunts]
Ah! The e-waste center closes in fifteen minutes!
Now's no time for a nap, Papa! We gotta hurry!
[panting and wheezing] Okay.
Recycling.
Trash. Compo-- Oh!
-Gramma needs a break, sweetie. -Okay!
This is ridiculous!
Makin' an old woman root through her own filth!
Oh, come on, Gramma!
This is way easier with the recycling bins.
Dad's not gonna know what hit him
when he sees how clean the yard is!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what're ya doin'?
Oh, Dad always gets stressed out by bills,
so I just toss 'em.
I like to keep him happy.
Are you out of your mind?
These oughta go in the recycling bin.
-[both panting] -There it is!
We're here! Just gotta find a way in.
[Tilly] Wait, why are there just mounds and mounds of garbage?
Where's the recycling center?
-No, no, no, no, no, no, no! -What?
We're on the wrong side of the dump!
The e-waste center's on the other side!
But they close at three! That's in ten minutes!
[hysterical laughter]
Papa, snap out of it! We ain't got time for your giggle screaming!
Well, well, well. What do we have here?
You two made a mistake coming to this side of town.
Now, hand over everything you got.
You want what I got? You want what I got!
Here's what I got! Take it!
What the--? N-no way man!
That's a compact fluorescent light bulb!
I'd never be able to recycle it!
This guy's crazy! We gotta get our of here!
Well done, Papa! Maybe if we hurry we can still--
Uh, Papa?
It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt
over so small a thing.
The dump is right here, Tilly.
It'd be the easiest thing in the world to just
throw it away.
-No! -Let go, Tilly!
Papa, we're better than that!
We have to find a way to do the right thing!
What does that even mean? What's one bulb gonna do
against all the world's pollution?
It ain't just about the bulb! It's about us!
We can't quit when something gets hard,
because if everyone did that,
the world would be a crummy place!
There's so much good we can do!
But it starts with us, right now!
[sighs] Dang it, Til, you're right.
-I'm sorry. -Keep it together!
[sniffs] Let's finish this.
[grunts] Come on!
[both screaming]
[music plays]
-[Bill and Tilly panting] -Uh.
Can I help you two?
Give it to him.
Good sir, we have journeyed through fire
to bring you this.
-Okay, is that it? -Uh, yes?
Great!
Well, that's three pm. Quittin' time!
Hey, y'all! How was-- Whoa!
Dad, I love this new look you're tryin' out.
But how come you look so down?
Y'all were right.
Doing the right thing isn't easy.
Do our efforts even make a difference?
Aw cheer up, you two. Come check out what we did while you were gone.
Behold! We sorted out all the trash,
recycled a bunch of stuff,
and found clever ways to reuse the rest!
Useful!
I guess you two kinda inspired us.
And we got one more thing to show ya.
-[both gasp] -Wha-- The kale!
It's better already!
It feels weird to say this about a vegetable,
but I would willingly eat that!
Cleaning up the soil did make a difference,
even if it's just a little one.
Great job, family. Come here.
We did it, guys!
What, I helped.
Now, Anoush.
A lump of clay
might seem daunting to some,
but to an artiste, it's a dream unrealized.
-Go on. -[Anoush purrs]
[gasps] Such form!
-[Grigorian] Oh my! -Mr. Grigorian!
Look at Anoush's brilliance!
What beautiful expression!
Anoush is skilful creative, just like his father
who has arrived to practice his daily opera scales.
-[clears throat and sings] -[Gramma] Put a slipper in it, Grigorian!
I thought I told you to stop with that incessant croaking!
And now for their daily feud.
Croaking! It is you who sounds like toad!
And looks like one, too!
Says a man with warts for brains!
I am smarter than you will ever be,
crusty-lipped demon woman!
My lips ain't crusty, they're luscious and moist!
[blows raspberry]
Does it really matter who's smart
or who has full lips?
Course it does!
I won't take this abuse any longer! [huffs]
Yeah, go back to your crypt, ya walkin' cadaver!
Gramma, have you ever considered being friends with--
The enemy ?
Don't you think y'all would be happier
if you dropped this silly feud?
Stop talkin' nonsense and help Gramma
by pickin' up all this trash.
I'm gonna mail it back to him, see how he likes that.
You may call it nonsense, Gramma,
but I'm gonna end that feud.
[Cricket] Duck, duck, goose!
Oh no! You better chase me!
Heh. You're supposed to chase me!
Hey, that hurt!
Hey, Cricket. Sorry to interrupt your feathered fun.
You got a moment?
Eh, yeah, what's up?
Gramma and Mr. Grigorian's feud has gone on far too long,
if they're ever going to be happy, we'll have to put an end to it.
Oh, those two have been going at it forever, got a plan?
Well for starters, I'm tryin' to think
of things they have in common.
Hm, they both like those wacky frozen dinners.
Using their canes to poke stuff.
Not putting salt on food.
No, no, that stuff won't work.
We need something more meaningful,
something more personal,
-something more-- Hm? -[cat purring]
Alive!
-[snoring] -[doorbell rings]
[Tilly] Cat treats! Fresh, gourmet cat treats right outside!
You hear that, Dirtbag?
That's the sound of my grandkids doin' somethin' cute.
Well, ain't this a hoot and a half!
Did y'all do this by yourselves?
Yes, ma'am! May I tell you about our selections?
Today we are offering only the finest organic yard lettuce,
raw egg, perfect for kitty's coat.
And don't forget our freshly-mined Big City clay.
Guaranteed delicious!
Only the best! And available to all Big City cat owners.
Ah, ain't that sweet. Wait, all?
Who threw brick with note about free cat treats through my window?
Oh my gosh, you both got cats!
So much in common!
No! I never let Anoush eat
what filthy garbage woman's cat eats!
How dare you call my Dirtbag filthy?
And now I'm calling cat nasty!
Oh, I'll show ya nasty, you empty-headed vampire!
What is going on here?
We're offering extra free cat treats
to friends who get along!
Everything okay here, kids?
Papa don't worry, I've taken it upon myself
to solve the feud between Gramma and Grigorian.
-Stinky rat goblin! -Crusty old gargoyle!
[both scream]
Okay... Just try not to meddle, sweetie.
Sometimes things that look broken don't need to be fixed.
Oh, Papa, Tilly's on the case. Nothing bad will happen.
-[Gramma screams] -They're really going at it over there.
What're we gonna do now, Tilly?
We need to call in a professional.
Yeah, but who?
Who else but Dr. Tilly!
-[gasps] -Feud soother.
-Lizard goblin! -Burnt gizzards!
Can I borrow them for a moment?
-[cats meow] -Thanks.
Come along, you two. We've got a lot of work to do.
[chewing]
I'd like for us to begin with some conflict resolution.
Sounds good. She is demon woman!
Wonderful, yes. Self-expression is healthy.
Uh, Gramma, do you have anything to add?
I don't wanna sit next to this old recluse!
Old recluse! You mean you!
No, I'm talking about you, old man!
Okay, I see we're gonna need to use some tools here. Nurse!
-What's going on here, Tilly? -I want to go home!
-Hey! No talking without the talking stick! -Thank you, nurse.
Whoever holds the talking stick will have the floor.
Why don't you give it a try first?
[clears throat] Testing, testing.
-Is this on? -It's not a microphone, you doofus.
Tilly does this all the time.
It's a "tool" to talk about your "feelings." Hey!
You mean like this? I hate you!
Let's back it up a little, shall we?
Mr. Grigorian, please tell me about the day
your feud with Gramma began.
Ah, it was my first day in Big City...
I had new lease on life, and new lease on apartment.
-[singing] -But my new neighbor was not so welcoming...
[Young Gramma] Quit yer yammerin', city boy! You sound downright awful!
[Grigorian] It was the rudest welcome I've ever received.
S o I responded in kind.
Well, your yard looks like garbage!
- I was simply defending myself! -[arguing]
So was I! The city had been closing around me for years!
-I wasn't finished! -Give it here!
-Hey, break it up! -Hold off, nurse.
And hordes of city folk kept movin' in,
pushing out all the country folk
who just wanted some peace and quiet!
But it was my first time in city!
I thought I make good impression by serenading my neighbors!
Like I did in my home land.
I was trying to be nice!
[both grunt]
Ah, I thought you were just being another annoying city boy.
And I thought you were just bad neighbor.
Sounds like both of you have some new information.
Is there anything you'd like to say to each other?
-Sorry. -Sorry.
-Truce? -Truce.
[happy sigh]
-We did it! Talking sticks for everyone! -[man] Hey!
[Tilly] We had quite the breakthrough at the cafe yesterday.
Let's see if it holds.
Ah, right on schedule.
[clears throat] Me, me, me, me, me, me, me!
Huh?
Okay, I'll put it. What insults do you have for me today?
Uh, none, I guess.
Oh, right. We are truce-ing.
Beautiful.
Shh.
Oh here comes Grigorian,
dumping his trash on my yard again!
Not on my lawn, you don't!
Not on your lawn, I don't.
Oh. It's just, I ain't never seen ya
put trash in a bin before.
I know, but things are different now, yes?
Yes, different.
Oh, they're being so polite.
Without the feud, their lives have become so much happier!
I don't know, Tilly. They seem happy to you?
-So, this is what it's like being normal neighbors, huh? -Yes.
Normal, friendly neighbors.
Well, nice seeing you, neighbor.
Yes, and now I leave.
I don't have energy to leave.
Funny that, me neither.
By golly, Cricket! They're not happy at all!
I thought solving their feud would make them happier!
But my meddling just made things worse.
I vow never to meddle again!
Wait, but then how am I going to fix this?
If only there was a way to influence their life
so they'd go back to normal.
Ah, no, that's meddling.
Brilliant idea, Cricket.
I'll meddle again one last time.
Now let's go start a blood feud.
-[evil cackle] -[evil chuckle]
[both] Muahahaha!
All right Tilly, I got my slingshot
and some of Gramma's trash, just like you-- whoa!
Hello, my beautiful grandson.
Holy pomegranates, you look just like her!
Now let's get trashing.
Hm?
-Where did you come from? -[Tilly] Grigorian!
I figured seein' as how ya like dumpin' trash all over my lawn,
I'd return the favor!
Don't that just make ya wanna feud with me?
Oh, poor neighbor woman, falling back into her old ways.
I shall be bigger person.
Hm, Grigorian's really taking this truce seriously.
We'll just have to try our luck with Gramma!
Knock, knock!
[sighs] No solicitors,
get off my lawn, yadda, yadda, yadda. Huh?
-[squawk] -What's this mess?
Take the bait, Alice!
"Here ya go, Stench Queen.
I hope you like this portrait of you. With hate, Mr. Grigorian."
-[squawk] -I mean, I guess I kinda see the resemblance.
I ain't never got fan art before.
[sighs] I guess I'll bake some cookies for him.
It's a neighborly thing to do.
[groans] Dang it, that didn't work at all.
My drawing went over well with the critics
and I think that's something to celebrate.
I didn't wanna resort to this,
but we're gonna have to do something more drastic.
Definitely one of your better works, though, just to be clear.
Dirtbag, come get your supper. Wha--?
Anoush! Time for bath. [gasps]
[both] Catnapped! Grr.
Gimme back my Dirtbag, Grigorian!
I didn't touch grimy cat!
According to this, you are the one who took Anoush!
It's working, Cricket!
Gimme that! Hmm.
"Hey Grigur, I took yer cat. Gramma."
I didn't write this! It's the work of a ding dang child!
Cricket, you were supposed to cut out magazine letters!
Sorry, but I've never done a ransom before!
-[meowing] -Dirtbag, quiet down.
Y'all hush up, they're gonna see us.
So we've been hoodwinked.
Ahh!
Well, don't y'all look suspicious.
Start talking, girl!
I was.. I was ransoming your cats
because I was tryin' to restart your feud.
After all the trouble you went through to get us to stop?
That don't make no sense.
Your rivalry kept your fiery zest for life burning bright,
I just wanted to rekindle those smouldering embers.
Did you really think we'd fall for this?
Maybe your stupid babushka, but not me!
Oh, you think I'm stupid, do ya?
If I'm being honest, yes, a little bit.
Yeah well, you're-- [groans] No.
We mustn't succumb to temptation.
I mean, we could.
What's happening here?
You really think so?
Alice, I... I hate you!
Yeah, well I hate you too!
No, I hate you more!
[gasps] They're squabbling!
-I... -Hate...
[both] You!
[shouting]
Well Cricket, there it is. My last meddle.
Come on, let's leave them to their fun.
Wait, I wanna watch for just a little longer.
-[Gramma] I hate you so much! -[Cricket] Aw, so sweet.
♪ I got sweat in my eyes ♪
♪ Lost a bet and got bit by a hundred flies ♪
♪ I fell out a big old tree ♪
♪ Hit every branch and scraped up both my knees ♪
♪ I got chased by dogs, Bit by a frog ♪
♪ Got a rash on my legs, Dropped a dozen eggs ♪
♪ I got splinters in seven of ten ♪
♪ And tomorrow I'll do it all again ♪
[whistling]
One, two, one, two, three, four.
♪ La, la, la, la la, la, la, la ♪
[whistling]
[chicken clucks]