(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
-(DOORBELL RINGING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Whoo-hoo!
We destroyed the Trick or Treat game this year.
Look at this haul! King-sized bezel fingers.
Double-decker peanut butter corns.
And insanely enormous boxes of...
Raisins?
Raisins are not candy!
Oh, give 'em here, Shaley.
I can't believe you actually want raisins, Moonrock.
I can't believe you guys don't want reduced blood pressure
and increased regularity.
Yeah.
So, anyways, I'm thinking we call it quits.
Pretty sure the houses we haven't hit
are the ones giving out toothpaste.
Free toothpaste?
What a boon for my monthly dental hygiene budget.
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
You're late.
Your dinner is getting colder than a corpse.
Thanks, Mom. But I'll be fixing my own dinner tonight.
Oh, no!
Just because it's Halloween,
doesn't mean you get to eat candy all day.
What? That's exactly what it means.
Here, I heated you up one of those healthy new frozen dinners
from the grocery store.
They were flying off the shelves.
Everyone at Bedrock, must have gotten one.
WILMA: They have bacteria in them.
-Ugh! -The good kind of bacteria.
Finish it all, and you are allowed to have one piece of candy.
That's some good parenting, Wilma.
It's high time Pebbles learned about responsible eating.
Now, let's get shaking down
to Mr. Slate's Halloween party at the Quarry.
I hear he's serving caramel-glazed bronto burgers
and chocolate chip tyrano ribs this year.
-(GROANS) -I'm a giant hypocrite.
-Yabba-dabba-doo! -(DOOR SHUTS)
-(BUBBLING) -Ugh!
Psst! Kurt. Hey, Kurt! Hey!
I'm gonna give you my whole dinner.
-Just don't tell my parents. -Oh, yeah, sure.
I'll keep my snout shut as soon as I'm done eating.
Thanks, Kurt, you're the best garbage disposal a kid could ask for.
Oh, yeah. (GULPING)
(BURPS)
(SNORTING)
(SQUEALING)
(WOMAN SCREAMING ON TV)
(WHIMPERING)
Oh, Tommy,
don't tell me you're scared of zombies.
What? Me? Scared? Zombies?
(STAMMERING) No way, babe.
Good.
Then you won't mind kissing one.
(CRASHING)
(SNORTING)
-Kurt? -(KURT SNORTS)
-What are you doing out... -(SQUEALS)
(SCREAMS)
You are a zombie, like in the movie.
Food! (SNORTS) Food!
Need more food!
(SIGHS) Phew.
-At least, you don't want my brains. -(SNIFFING)
You've got food on you.
(GASPS) My candy? No!
-(GRUNTING) -Take my brains.
I'm the smartest kid in Bedrock. You'll eat for weeks!
-Ah! -Give me that.
(SQUEALING)
(DINO WHIMPERING)
-(DINO PANTING) -(SIGHING IN RELIEF)
Don't worry, you're safe now.
-(CHILDREN SCREAMING) -Uh-oh.
(PIGASAURUSES SQUEALING AND GROWLING)
(SNIFFS)
(SNORTS) Food!
(GRUNTING)
Sorry, we're all out of treats. (GRUNTS)
But I got plenty of tricks.
Ha! Man, I come up with some good catchphrases when I'm under pressure.
Bamm-Bamm, what is happening?
Every garbage disposal in town has gone food crazy.
We gotta get our candy to safety.
Help! Help! No! No! No!
-Moonrock! -No, Pebbles, it's not worth it.
He only has raisins and toothpaste.
(MOONROCK SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING) Your snouts are tickling me!
-(KIDS SCREAMING) -(SQUEALING, GROWLING)
Dude! This is totally gonna come out of my paycheck.
(ALL PANTING)
(ALL GROWLING)
(ALL GASP)
ALL: Food!
(ALL GASP)
-Shaley! -Come on!
Those chips won't distract 'em for long. We gotta move.
When the garbage disposals rose up,
everyone was caught off-guard.
All of a sudden, everything we've...
Uh, Shaley, can you just tell us where you're taking us?
I created a safe zone for kids and their candy.
Happy?
A Health Food store?
Well, sure.
There is so much junk food in this town,
those pigs will never be desperate enough to come here.
-(CHILDREN WHIMPERING) -This is the home of our new civilization.
A place where kids can eat their candy in peace.
(WHINES)
But we can't hide forever.
Maybe if we can figure out what caused all the pigasauruses to change...
Everyone, think. Did anything weird happen with your garbage disposal tonight?
I mean, no.
Besides when I gave it that gross health food my mom wanted me to eat.
Yeah, my dad tried to push that gunk on me too, and I was like...
"Here you go, Mr. Garbage Disposal."
He has a name but I forgot it
and I've waited so long, now it'd be awkward to ask.
Wait a second...
Did everyone here
feed their dinner to their garbage disposals tonight?
ALL: Yeah.
BOY: I mean, yes.
I did too. Quick!
Someone grab one of those frozen dinners.
Oh, thanks, Dino.
"Do not feed to dinosaurs."
(GULPS)
"It will cause eye jaundice,
"skin discoloration,
"insatiable appetite...
"Basically, it turns dinosaurs into zombies."
Oh, my gosh! Dino, whatever you do, do not eat...
You already ate it, didn't you?
(GROANING)
(CHILDREN SCREAMING)
(PANTING)
-(GROWLING) -(SCREAMS)
(DINO GRUNTING)
(WHIMPERING)
Ah! Bad Zombie Dino.
You are being a very, very bad zombie.
(MUNCHING)
(EXCLAIMS)
Dino, are you...
-(BARKS) -Aw, Dino!
Wow! The candy cured him.
But the pigasauruses that ate my candy weren't cured.
Raisins are not candy.
I can't believe I'm saying this,
but we need to give the pigasauruses what they want.
-(CHILDREN CLAMORING) -You want to feed them our candy?
But we worked so hard to protect it.
Listen, right now,
every adult in town is at Mr. Slate's Halloween party.
Full of amazing food and snacks.
It's only a matter of time before the pigasauruses sniff it out.
Our parents will figure out that we threw away our dinners
and we all know what will happen then.
Yeah. They'll be real proud of themselves
for solving the mystery so fast.
No, we'll be grounded.
Every last one of us.
(ALL GRUMBLING)
Oh, sure, my thing's still true, too.
We got to take out the garbage disposals.
-(ALL CHEERING) -(DINO BARKING)
Let's stuff some pigs.
(CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Yeah, here's your deep-fried, cotton-candy-encrusted
-turkey leg sir. -Ooh! Mmm!
Hey, Fred, what's that up on the ridge over there?
ALL: (SNORTING) Food!
(CHILDREN GROWLING)
Say! It looks like Mr. Slate hired us
a little entertainment for the evening.
I don't know, Fred, they don't look too entertaining to me.
(ALL SNARLING)
-Attack! -(ALL YELLING)
(APPLAUDING)
(SNORTING) Food. You've got food on you!
(GROWLING)
(MUNCHING)
(EXCLAIMING)
-(CHEERING) -Ha-ha!
(PIGASAURUSES SNARLING)
(EXCLAIMING)
-(SNARLS) -(GRUNTING)
You're supposed to feed them the candy,
not beat them up with it.
Oh, yeah.
All right, here you go.
(MUNCHING)
-(SQUEALING) -Oh, man,
I love these phoney-baloney horror shows.
Yeah. This is great!
But I wonder why they hired such short actors to play the zombie hunters.
(CHILDREN CHEERING)
(GROWLING)
-Pebbles, your dad! -(PEBBLES GASPS)
I got this. (GRUNTS)
(GULPS)
For the last time, raisins are not candy.
But those ones were covered in yogurt.
Also not candy!
(SQUEALING)
-Dad! -It's too late!
We gotta get out of here before anyone recognizes us.
(FRED GROANS)
(EXCLAIMING)
(GROANS) What happened?
I feel like I ate a dump truck.
(PIGASAURUSES SQUEAL)
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
(KURT GROANING)
Fred, wasn't that our garbage disposal?
(FRED CRYING)
My turkey leg.
VENDOR: Double-butter chili dogs!
Get your double-butter chili dogs right here.
Yabba-dabba-doo!
I'll take two.
-(GROANING) -(STOMACH RUMBLING)
Pebbles!
Don't think I didn't notice all your Halloween candy is gone.
I thought I told you.
One piece.
Ah, don't worry, Mom.
I fed it all to the garbage disposal last night.
Really? Well, that's very responsible of you.
You know, I wasn't sure
if I was gonna give this to you,
but I think you earned it.
They were selling them at the party last night.
Thanks, Mom.
(GROANING) Oh, boy.
No more candy for me, Wilma.
After all that junk I ate last night,
I'm going on a diet.
Well, that's perfect, honey
because I just picked up more of those healthy frozen dinners from the store.
-Ah, look at that... -(BUBBLING)
Um, smells delicious.
-(KURT GULPING) -FRED: That's right.
Eat it all up. Plenty more where that came from.
-(SIGHS) -(KURT SQUEALING)
Eating healthy sure is dangerous.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)