Now, Anoush.
A lump of clay
might seem daunting to some,
but to an artiste, it's a dream unrealized.
Go on.
Such form!
- Oh my! - Mr. Grigorian!
Look at Anoush's brilliance!
What beautiful expression!
Anoush is skillful creative, just like his father
who has arrived to practice his daily opera scales.
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!
Does it really matter who's smart
or who has full lips?
Course it does!
I won't take this abuse any longer!
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.
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?
Alive!
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!
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.
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!
Feud soother.
- Lizard goblin! - Burnt gizzards!
Can I borrow them for a moment?
Thanks.
Come along, you two. We've got a lot of work to do.
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?
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.
- - But my new neighbor was not so welcoming...
Quit yer yammerin', city boy! You sound downright awful!
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!
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!
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.
- We did it! Talking sticks for everyone! - Hey!
We had quite the breakthrough at the café yesterday.
Let's see if it holds.
Ah, right on schedule.
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.
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? - 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!
No solicitors,
get off my lawn, yadda, yadda, yadda. Huh?
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."
I mean, I guess I kinda see the resemblance.
I ain't never got fan art before.
I guess I'll bake some cookies for him.
It's a neighborly thing to do.
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.
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!
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 smoldering 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-- 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!
They're squabbling!
- I... - Hate...
You!
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.
- I hate you so much! - 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 ♪