♪ Magic is real here ♪
♪ Far away from home ♪
♪ Anything can happen ♪
♪ When witches make the rules ♪
♪ Monsters are cool ♪
♪ The moon is our friend ♪
♪ I want to stay with you ♪
♪ On Summer Camp Island ♪
♪
Ah!
[ Grunts ] Ah!
Jar Boss to Jar Guard.
Great job guarding those jars.
Keep going. Ah!
You're-- ah!-- almost there. Oh!
I seem to be losing reception.
[ Gasps ]
♪
I think pretty soon we're going to
have to have some hard conversations.
Not yet, Margot.
We still have a bit of time.
Three fingers' worth.
Mildred: Hedgehog!
Hedgehog![ Gasps ]
Is that person yelling "Hedgehog"?
Hold that thought!
Come on, Oscar.
Hedgehog!
Hedgehog?
Oh. Excuse me.
Do you happen to know where the Jar Convention is?
Oh, my gosh. That's Mildred.
Dang. Pretty lucky.
You asked for a witch, and you got the most powerful one.
Hi! I can't believe it.
You're the stuff of legends!
Oh, thank you.
Is there somewhere I can go to practice my speech?
Uh, a speech?
Yeah, I brought these for, like, a visual aid.
[ Twinkle! ]
[ Coughs ]
Where did you get that magic jelly?
Bearded Sheep: Who cares where it came from?
Let's talk about where it's going.
All: Wha?
- In our tummies! - In our tummies!
[ Both slurp ]
[ Gasps ] The rascals.
[ Clears throat ] ♪ Girly, oh, girly ♪
♪ Give us your jerly ♪
Ah! [ Grunts ]
I knew you rascals were waking up.
How did you pull it off?
Actually, you know, it is a pretty good story.
Bearded Sheep: We were fast asleep,
trapped forever.
It was crazy boring.
The only fun thing to do was get really good
at astral projecting-- you know, floating around
the dreamscapes, yada, yada, yada.
Then one day a freak tornado shook up the fabric of time...
And gave us the opportunity to plant an idea
in that pink-haired witch's head.
We floated into her brain and tricked her
into opening a portal to the metaphysical reserve.
[ Chuckles ] And when no one was looking, we snuck out.
We found our bodies, fixed our hair,
and we raced to the top of the mountain
to eat that sweet, sweet jelly.[ Laughing ]
But we were disappointed to find
only a diamond floated in its place.
A diamond that was impossible to gnaw into.
So we pouted a little.
We found some broadcasting equipment,
dabbled in morning radio.
Hey, you're listening to Striped Horse here.
And the B-B-B-Bearded Sheep.
Then, finally, we smelled some fresh jelly-- hmm--
and skipped on down here in disbelief and now...
- We are here! - We are here!
Okay, wait. [ Chuckles ]
Where are the jars?
Allow me to tell you a story.
When I smacked my nose, it wasn't out of frustration.
It was, instead, a secret command
to turn off The Soundhouse
to wake up the spotted bears.[ Bears snoring ]
You rascals remember the spotted bears, right?
I then gave the bears complicated signal instructions.
While you two rambled on obliviously,
Hedgehog and Oscar here helped hoist Mildred onto Waylon
and sent her and the jars clear outta here.
[ Whispering ] Get Mildred somewhere safe.
Who's Mildred?
Whoa!
And that comfortable couch you're sitting on right now?
It's two bears.
[ Both gasp ]
[ Grunting and shouting ]
Nice work, everyone.
[ Yawns ]
This pillow-shaped pile of sand
looks perfect for my very first sleep.
The bears have this under control.
Great. We'll go find Mildred.
You're just gonna leave us like this?
What did we do to deserve this?
Ugh! I don't know who they're calling Mildred.
I'm not Mildred.
So, what is your name?
Just call me Jar Guard.
Okay, Jar Guard.
I'm Waylon. I'm a guard, too.
Hey, you should come to the Jar Convention with me.
As Jar Note Speaker, I have one free guest pass,
and I'd love to give it to a fellow guard.
Wow! Thanks.
Uh, what's a Jar Convention?
Oh, it's the most exciting event of our lifetime.
There's even an official anthem.
♪ It doesn't matter what's in your jar ♪
♪ It only matters ♪
♪ Matters how far ♪
♪ You're willing to go to carry your load ♪
♪ To Jar Convention ♪
This place is lousy with ghosts.
I don't do ghosts.
Get me out of here.
Don't worry, Jar Guard, I'll protect you.
Ghosts hate spotted bear breath.
[ Exhales ][ Coughing ]
See?
Promise me you'll never brush your teeth.
Hmm. This looks like a safe little spot.
Mildred's Friend: Coming in with another announcement from Jar Boss.
Everything is okay.
Wow. This guy's cool.
Roger that, Jar Boss.
Stay tuned for another performance
of The Official Jar Convention Anthem.
[ Coughs ]
[ Grunting ]
Lousy reception.
[ Gasps ] You!
You followed me across the ocean!
Ten counts of haunting and felony impersonation
of Jar Boss.
No, I can explain everything, Mildred.
Don't call me that!
Come on, Waylon.
Let's go find that Hedgehog person.
She'll sort this out.
[ Feebly ] Mildred...
I'm not Mildred!
Aah! [ Grunts ]
Jar Guard!
Uhhhhhh...
[ Gasps ]
[ Grunts ]
♪
What! Whoa!
Wha-ah-ah!
Whoa!
Aaaah!
Oh.
Susie: Mildred! What are you doing?
You're ruining all my things!
Here, I'll put it all back.
[ Croaks ] Whoops.
It wasn't my fault.
Susie: It's always your fault!
[ Growling ]
[ Gasps ]
Huh? Was that... [ Gasps ]
Whoa!
♪
[ Sniffles ] It wasn't real.
I-It was just a ghost.
[ Crying ]
So, uh, do you wanna talk about it?
Talk about what?
You were in that ghost's memory.
I saw it.
You're Mildred.
All I know is I'm here for a Jar Convention,
I'm the Jar Note Speaker, and some girl named "Mildew"
is ruining everything.
Classic case of mistaken identity.
So, you're not Mildred?
Nope.
She looks - exactly like you. - Yep.
She sounds - exactly like you. - Yep.
But she's not you?
Nope.
What are the odds?!
I mean, wow!
Maybe Mildred is, like, your long-lost twin or something.
Or could she be a laboratory clone?
Or maybe you're the clone!
Wouldn't it be cool if the two of you met?
Wonder what she's doing right now?
Stop!
If you're so obsessed with this Mildred,
maybe you should go find her.
That was supposed to be your job anyway--
get Mildred somewhere safe, right?
But-- but what about you?
You're just hanging out with me because you thought I was her.
It's not like we're friends or anything.
I'm getting out of this ghost town.
You go your way, and I'll go mine.
Oh. Oh, okay.
Brooch ghost: There she is!
Wowee! The real Mildred!
I told you so!
No!
- Oh, my gosh! - It's really her.
- Hey, Mildred! - Ah!
Look over here!
[ Ghosts all speaking indistinctly ]
Leave me alone!
I'm Jar Guard! I'm Jar Guard!
Susie: If you could have ever just learned
to be a pinch reserved.
Don't be mean to me, Susie,
or I'll tell Mom and Pop when they get back.
They're not coming back!
They might not ever come back, because of you!
[ Grunting ]
I am the Jar Guard,
[echoing] and this is my speech!
Aw, I love speeches.
[ Ghosts chanting "Speech!" ]
[ Inhales deeply ]
Liddies and jartlemen,
In all my time as a Jar Guard, I've never broken a single jar.
I've never let a frog get to them
or lost one or flung one into a window.
It hasn't been easy, but I've kept my promise,
for truly, jars are the only thing
keeping order in a universe that is totally chaos.
Keeping the lids screwed on tight forever and ever--
that is my purpose.
And maybe if I do a good enough job,
I'll be good enough for someone to find me and claim me,
just like the jars did.
Just like...
just like you did.
[ Ghosts murmuring ]
You've been with me the whole time.
You know it.
Waylon: Jar Guard! Jar Guard!
[ Ghosts screaming ]
It's me-- Waylon. I'm back.
I don't care about Mildred. I care about you.
I think... I am Mildred.
Oh.
Cool. I get to keep my job.
Let's find you a toothbrush.
But first...
Can you tell me why I don't remember who I am?
Why did I lose so many memories?
I don't think you ever lost them.
I think you just went through some big stuff
and they got blocked.
But if you want, I can show you something.
I see my sister.
I see... Susie!
♪
Whoa!