♪ 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 wanna stay with you ♪
♪ On Summer Camp Island ♪
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[ Indistinct conversations ]
Hi. Paulette here
from the Hartford Herald.
How does it feel to have hosted
another successful art show?
Oh, the kids are
the true talent here.
[ Voice breaking ]
Whoa, Lucy. [ Sniffles ]
This painting
makes me sad.
Oh, my gosh.
Thank you.
This is beautiful.
Did you steal it from a hotel?
Hey, Oscar.
Hedgehog, check out
my painting!
Aww.
All right. It's time.
Get ready.
[ Owl hoots ]
[ Gasps ]
Wait. Ready for what?
♪♪
[ All muttering indistinctly ]
♪♪
Wow. Wow.
All right, come on, everyone.
Climb in.
[ Chuckling ]
Whoo!
Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa, cool.
Uh, Hedgehog.
Eh? Eh?
Yes, of course.
[ Wind whistling ]
[ Sniffs ]
All right.
So, what'd
you think?
It's cute.
Thanks.
You know, when I first
had the idea, I thought,
"Should the puppy
be sniffing the flower?"
and then I thought, "Yes,
it should sniff the flower."
You know,
it just came to me.
Uh, Hedgehog?
Let's go
into Oliver's painting.
Hyup!
[ Both laughing ]
[ Laughing stops, resumes ]
Hmm.
So rich.
[ Gasps ] Hey, Max.
Don't you want
to experience myart?
Sure.
A puppy, cool.
Yeah, right? You know,
when I first had the idea --
Uh, I got to
check this one out.
Later!
[ Grumbles ] Well, what's
so cool about music and rainb--
Ohh, my good gracious!
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[ Train whistle blowing ]
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[ Giggles ]
Aw, thanks,
little guy.
♪♪
As curator, I shouldn't
pick a favorite, but...
this painting
is my favorite.
Mwah!
Bellissima.
[ Trombone playing loudly ]
[ Sniffs ]
Mm!
Do you think it's too boring
with just one puppy
sniffing one flower?
I don't know. Maybe
there's more to it than that.
Maybe that flower smells
really amazing.
Let me see
what he's sniffing.
[ Sniffs ]
Hmm.
Oh, sorry.
I can just go.
Look, Oscar, I think
it's a pretty relaxing painting,
but if you're worried
people won't like it,
maybe a few more things
going on wouldn't hurt.
Excuse me. I'd like
to be alone with my canvas.
All right, you can look.
Check it out.
Two puppies
and threeflowers.
It's out of control!
Oh, maybe I meant more things
going on emotionally.
What do you mean? It's
an emotional roller coaster.
This puppy loves
to sniff the flower.
This puppy is content
not to sniff the flower,
and this flower is going through
a breakup with his puppy.
Hey, guys,
check out my painting.
There's more flowers
than puppies!
What a riot, huh?
[ Sighs ]
That's not real art.
What?
It's too cute.
I'm here to see art
that matters --
abstract, disorienting,
depressing art --
art like Lucy's.
Uh...
♪♪
Hello.
Aah!
You here for the walk-through
of the painting?
[ Sobs ]
I guess.
Is it fun?
It's a living nightmare!
[ Sobs ]
Oh. Mm, I don't --
I don't know.
Aah!
♪♪
Aah!
♪♪
Aah!
Ooh! Ooh!
[ Panting ] How extraordinary
is this place, Oscar?
Check out that guy --
so many unresolved emotions.
So, you like
this painting?
Definitely.
It really makes you think.
It's so...dark.
Dark means art.
Got it!
♪♪
Hey, Pepper.
Check it out.
I made the painting darker.
It's art now.
You made
the color darker,
but you haven't changed
the essence.
The essence?
The soul, the meaning,
the je ne sais quoi.
Oscar, what is
your painting saying?
I don't know.
What are you saying?!
Whoa, oof!
Hello.
Hey, get out of here!
Who are you
to tell me what to do?
I'm your creator.
Duh!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
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I'm ridiculous.
I have no depth.
Hmph.
[ Explosion ]
No darkness.
I'm a joke.
[ Explosion ]
I don't know how to make art.
[ Explosion ]
Aah!
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[ Grunting ]
♪♪
[ Laughing maniacally ]
Ew.
Yikes.
Lucy, please
tell me your secret.
I have to know.
Be silent.
The depth of my art
comes from the depth
of my experience.
Your problem is
you haven't lived yet.
I can't help it
if I'm full of cotton candy.
No, you can't.
Once, on a road trip
with my parents,
we were looking
for our hotel
and got lost
for nearly 45 minutes.
It was very harrowing.
[ Crying ]
But now I have the experience
to draw from.
Your well is empty.
That's why you make
cutesy-pootsy
instead of artsy-fartsy.
But don't be too hard
on yourself.
You still
just look at the world
with a kid-like sense
of wonder.
I'm not just a kid.
Sounds like something
a kid would say.
Hey, Lucy, you're...
very insightful.
Ugh!
[ Panting ]
What are you doing,
Oscar?
I'm packing a bindle,
and I'm going to get lost
to gain life experience.
I'm too much of a baby
to make good art.
And grown-ups
have bindles?
Yes.
[ Choir singing ]
Forget the bindle.
If I'm going to truly suffer,
I can't bring anything.
What about pajamas?
Sorry, Pajamas.
You're just too cute.
I'm sorry, Oscar.
Hey, next time you see me,
I'll be a great artist.
Wow.
Where are you going?
It's dark here.
You're going to
get lost.
Exactly.
Yeah, I'll be
completely lost
so I'll have to start a new life
in the street bottom
selling milk caps
to earn bread crumbs.
Oh.
Oscar?
You're back!
Are you
a great artist now?
Ugh, you dorky,
stubborn elephant feet!
You just took me right back
to the comfort zone.
[ Tink, tink! ]
Uh, I'm sorry.
Actually, it's not
your guys' fault.
Uh, wait a minute.
Mm-hmm.
The good thing is, is I change
into fresh socks every day.
Take me to the unknown.
Oh, watch out!
Ugh.
I told you
to watch out!
I'm sorry, but as you see,
I'm blind as a bat.
[ Sniffs ]
I'm just following the smell
of unfamiliarity.
I wish
I could do that.
[ Laughing ]
Am I going south?
Am I going north?
I don't know!
I don't care!
Whoo-hoo!
Ooh.
Whoa!
I'm free!
[ Laughs ]
Mr. Boy,
are you okay?
[ Groans ]
Bare feet, beard, a blindfold --
You're a great artist!
Huh? Okay. Okay.
On my own, no clue where,
panic is setting in.
I'm never going to see
anyone again.
Feels weird.
Feels good.
I'm a true artist now.
I'm feeling the creative waves
slapping me in the face.
I need to unleash
this beast.
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[ Grunting ]
Wow.
[ Panting ]
I finished the masterpiece.
Cute.
[ Wind whistles ]
No!
Why?
Oscar, what are you doing
with your face?
Oh, nothing.
I'm just...lost.
Ew.
What are you guys doing here?
Are you lost too?
No. We're on our way to the art
gallery, which is...right there.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Hey, Oscar.
No!
Hey, Oscar,
which is the best art?
I guess Lucy's
is pretty pop...ular.
Oh, man.
It's definitely true art,
but I think I've had too much.
[ Groans ]
Definitely too much art.
Blugh!
Whoo-hoo!
Where's your painting,
Oscar?
Oscar's painting is over here.
It's so cute!
Wait! [ Chuckles
nervously ] Uhh...
No, mm, that -- No.
Uh, nothing to see here.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
No!
[ All groan ]
Hmm.
It is...
Not good.
[ Sighs ] I know.
Where's the first painting --
the cute one?
Oh, no one wants to see that.
No, it's not dark.
It doesn't have
a lot going on.
-Sounds nice.
-Oh, yeah.
-Yeah, sounds nice.
Really?
Things don't need to be heavy
to be important.
As long as it's honest
and it comes from you,
then it's art.
One puppy and one flower
is honestly me.
All: Wow.
[ Sniffs ]
All: Whee!
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Ah, thank you, Oscar.
I needed this.
There's
no darkness here.
It's so calm.
And beautiful.
It's really,
really cute, Oscar.
I know.
You already said that.
Yeah, I guess
it's more than that.
It's so pure.
But more importantly,
it makes me feel good.
Thanks, Hedgehog.
[ Sighs ]
I'm glad.
Proud of you.
♪♪
Wow.