♪ La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ♪
-[grunts] -Mmm.
[tense music playing]
[grunting, screaming]
[Wammawink] ♪ In Centaurworld ♪
-[neighing] -[vocalizing]
[squeaks]
I can't believe you guys froze me, twice.
Say the word, and I'll drop, drop, Durple-drop you again.
No, thanks.
[grunts] The last time you did it, you dropped me on my head,
and I'm pretty sure I have a brain damage. Lightshade. Banana. Cat.
Nonsense. My parents Durple-dropped me all the time. Moon. Pickle. Dip-dap.
Turd. [yelling]
-Crandy. Moon. Pickle. Dip-dap. -[sloshing]
-LOL. Ghost. -[sighs] Bayden, please.
I keep stepping on these things.
You know, it's inhumane.
But I've only just arrived!
-Oh! -Comfortable Doug?!
What… What happened to your face?
Oh, are you referring to my shiner?
This is simply a welcome gift from Horse's world.
Nice people.
Wait, you can dig from here to my world?
Yes, of course.
My fleshy claws can cut through time
and space.
This could be useful.
We could ambush the Nowhere King's army from under the ground.
Can all the moletaurs do this?
All of the underground centaurs possess this gift,
but no holetaur has the curiosity,
the dynamism of mind, of a Comfortable Doug.
I am a rogue celestial object. [echoing]
-No gravitational forces can contain me. -[Horse] Okay, right.
So what you're saying is there are a bunch of you who can dig holes
between the worlds really fast.
That is what I said, in exactly those words.
-[suspenseful music playing] -We're going back to the moletaurs.
Why are we doing this again? They've already told us no.
Also, you ruined Mary's wedding.
The flowers alone cost five months' salary.
You're right. I'm so sorry, Mary.
[Mary] I'll never get the deposit back on those folding chairs!
Ahem.
I don't know about the rest of you guys, but I'm here to see Gary.
Can't tell you about what. Attorney-client privilege.
The last time we were here,
we asked them to join the war, but that's not what we need.
We need them to dig tunnels underneath the battlefield
so we can pull off a sneak attack on the minotaurs.
Stabby's excited to meet moletaurs,
-aren't you? Aren't you? -No! No!
We've also been working on our words. Right, Stabby?
-No! -Come on. Come on.
-Say "Daddleton." -No!
-"Daddleton." -[hissing]
I can speak in full sentences! [hissing]
Something is wrong.
-Aw, baby gibberish. -[hissing]
Okay, if you want the help of the moletaurs,
this must be done with great diplomacy and all of the proper paperwork.
I will draft an affidavit for you
to address the great council of the elders,
reserve the courtroom, organize catering.
Oh! Hey, Mary, will you have Gary bake one of his famous sheet cakes? Mm-Mm.
Okay, bye-bye for now.
[whirring]
-[dinging] -Ha, okay. There was a lengthy debate.
The council of the elders has agreed to hear your case
and is assembled on the other side of this door.
I apologize for the delay. Oopsies. We could not agree on a flavor of cake.
So many yum-yums. What are you waiting for?
It's go time!
-[murmuring] -[hissing]
Thank you for your help, Doug.
You've been to my world. You've seen firsthand how brutal the minotaurs can be.
You mean my shiner? Hmm.
No minotaur did this to me. Mm-mm-mm.
Nein. Nein. Nein. Nein.
This is because I was almost stomped to death by your Rider's new horse.
New horse? [echoing]
Oh, yes. Rider has a new horsey. Becky Apples is her comfortable name.
She is magnificent.
[Doug] Her and Rider gallop across the battlefield as one.
-Now go inside! -[horn blowing]
[Doug] Greetings, honorable council of elders,
including Judge Jacket presiding.
You remember Horsey. She famously ruined Mary's wedding.
They ate the whole cake. All of it!
Anyway, she's here with some new, interesting idea to interrupt our lives.
Miss Horsey, you have the floor-sey.
[clapping]
[Wammawink] Woo! [clapping]
Thank you, Your Honors.
[panting] Becky Apples? Seriously?
-[inhales] Right. -[squeaks]
[clears throat] Of… Of course.
[panting] Woo!
Is it… Is it hot? Are you hot? [chuckling]
Is she hot?
[snorts]
So, uh… Woo… [chuckling]
Uh, hmm… There's a war coming to Centaurworld. You know this.
I sang about this last time at Mary's wedding. [chuckling]
Again, sorry about that.
All of my uncles flew in from out of town. It was a destination wedding!
Okay, cool. Uh, whatever.
The Nowhere King has a massive army that is going to destroy us all.
We need your help to dig holes under his army to…
[panting] …to undermine his plans.
Just like Becky Apples is undermining my relationship with Rider.
I mean, what's the point? [laughing]
I mean, everyone betrays you anyway, even if you're fighting for them.
[laughing] And you just feel so angry on the inside
that you just wanna punch something!
-So war is probably a good thing, yeah? -[rattling]
So you can take up all your pent-up stuff and let it out on some minotaurs!
[laughing nervously] I know I'm going to, so…
So, yeah, um… [clears throat]
Uh, help us out. Uh…
Dig some holes for us or whatever. Here's a sign-up sheet, I guess.
[snorting]
Oh dear. Not her best speech.
Well, this seems like a bust.
And visitation hours just started, so guess who's going to see Gary.
[Zulius] Mmm. Ah! Ah.
-[whimpering] -I bet she's doin' a bait and switch.
-Like, hook 'em in with no enthusiasm… -[squeaks]
…and then when they don't expect it, knock 'em out with inspiration.
[hissing]
Stabby, what's wrong? You don't like Horse's speech?
You're my legal guardian!
I'm telling you right now, something is wrong!
Use your words, Stabby.
-Talk to Daddleton. -[hissing]
-Are you teething? Is it growing pains? -[baby music playing]
You need to make a Justin in the tinkle tinkle bye-bye zone?
[screaming]
[hissing]
Stabby!
Loyalty used to mean something way back when,
but now… Now it's all willy-nilly.
-Oh, Glendale, maybe we should go help. -Um…
¿Quién? Me llamo West Covina.
Oh, hey! Que pasó alli.
-[Horse] And you! Yeah! -Ah!
I got somethin' to tell you, Mary.
He doesn't love you.
[stammering]
My name's Chonathan.
Love is a lie! [echoing]
[crying] Ah! Ah!
Ah!
Could you just… [chuckling]
…give us a moment?
We'll, uh, uh… We'll be right back. [chuckling]
Just, um, uh, details. You… You know how it is. [gasps]
But don't go anywhere. Just, uh… Oh, it's gonna be great.
She got another horse?! [gasps]
But there is no other Horse. You're the only horse that matters.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Guess what her name is. Her name's Becky Apples.
Ugh! Of course it is. How could Rider do this?
I mean, we hate Becky, right?
She sounds like a classic Jeffica.
-Jeffica. -Becky Apples.
-Ugh! -Jeffica.
-I bet Becky's got perfect hair. -Jeffica.
Jeffica's got stupid, stupid hooves.
I'm never gonna eat another apple ever again!
Ooh! It really bunches my wool to think how badly she hurt you.
-♪ Baby girl, tell me your story ♪ -♪ I left my Rider ♪
-♪ So that I could raise an army ♪ -♪ So that she could raise an army ♪
♪ Then C-Doug popped up And he said something alarming ♪
♪ What'd he say? ♪
[Horse] ♪ He told me that My best friend's ridden ♪
-♪ Another horse so pretty ♪ -♪ No. No way! ♪
♪ And her name is Becky Apples Because of course it is ♪
♪ Becky Apples, Becky Apples ♪
♪ What a gorgeous, fancy schmuck ♪
♪ Becky, how you like them apples? 'Cause I think your apples suck ♪
♪ Becky Apples, Becky Apples ♪
♪ Guess what? I knew Rider first ♪
♪ And while, technically I don't know Becky ♪
♪ I know she's the worst ♪
-Ugh! She is so the worst, Horse. -Right?
-It's unbelievable. -Ugh. Stupid Becky.
But can I tell you about someone who's kind of a total Becky in my life?
Okay. Uh, I mean, I'm kind of not done being mad about Becky Apples.
♪ Well, I was flirtin', flirtin' With a slick merdude ♪
Not the same situation.
♪ He was the finest carny That I've ever pursued ♪
There was more than one?
-♪ He played me like a ukulele ♪ -He did.
-♪ I don't want no drama, baby ♪ -Too late.
♪ But I flipped when I found out His girlfriend was a llama lady ♪
♪ Oh, that Jeffica That Jeffica's got stupid, pretty legs ♪
♪ And I bet that Sunfish Merguy Would let her adopt his eggs ♪
♪ Jeffica, Jeffica, Jeffica, Jeffica Ugh, even her wool is perkier ♪
♪ Maybe Jeffica's flirty boyfriend Is the one who's the actual jerk here ♪
Ugh!
Jeffica! Making me feel bad about projecting my own insecurities
and displacing blame on her when she really did nothing wrong?
Ugh! She's the worst.
-[clears throat] -Oh, right! You're sad.
♪ I feel your pain, girl I'm your vindicator ♪
♪ And we don't know ♪
-♪ Jeffica ♪ -♪ Becky ♪
♪ We just know we hate her ♪
♪ This isn't okay ♪
♪ And this isn't fine ♪
Let it out, baby girl.
[sighs]
♪ It's just, I thought Rider Would always be mine ♪
Stop here for a routine hole check.
-Ma'am, ma'am, keep your hooves visible. -Ah!
Officer, uh, what seems to be the problem?
Regulation PD 426 stipulates that holes and tunnels
are to be no wider than one prairiedogtaur nose-to-toes.
Mhm. Mhm. Mhm.
The boys at the station aren't going to believe this doozy.
-So there are more of you prairiedogtaurs? -Yep, the Underground PD.
Got a whole department enforcing hole regulation.
It's a tough job, but someone's gotta do it.
Whole department?
Wow! What a coincidence!
You know, we… We were just talking about hole regulation
because of the, uh… The… The war.
And we think, uh, prairiedogtaur nose-to-toes
could be the official army regulation hole size.
The official hole size of the army?
I mean… [scoffs]
…it makes sense. The nose-to-toes system is unbeatable.
Everyone knows the badgertaur system of three paces per circumference
is a much better system.
The army should make that the official hole size.
Uh, I see.
[blows raspberry]
The hole system needs an overhole, and the earthwormtaurs have an idea.
-[Gophertaur] I object. -[groans]
The system doesn't need to be overholed. It's just a nomenclature issue.
-Oh, uh, okay, but-- -Am I hearing this right?
The official army hole size is being discussed without the moletaurs?
Oh boy. Here we go.
♪ Holes ♪
♪ I have my own story to tell ♪
♪ But before I get to that ♪
♪ I must admit our whole bureaucracy Might seem divided ♪
♪ But there's one little thing On which we all agree ♪
♪ Holes matter ♪
♪ Nose-to-toes ♪
♪ Take a look inside You'll see ♪
♪ Three paces per circumference ♪
♪ But every holetaur knows ♪
♪ A moletaur's holes Are superior in quality ♪
♪ The finest burrows on the whole ♪
-No, no, no. That's not true. -Nope. He's correct.
-Wormtaurs. Wormtaurs. -It's three paces per circumference.
-She's correct. -What about a gophertaur hole?
-There you go. -That's a good hole.
-A very good hole. -Wormtaurs are left out completely?
-Is that what we're doing here? -All right, congratulations.
You guys almost got along for a second there.
Ugh, this is pointless.
-[grunts] -[gasps]
-Glendale. -No. ¿Quién? No.
-That costume is ridiculous. -No es mi nombre.
♪ Me llamo West Covina No me llamo Glendale ♪
♪ Pero si esperas encontrarla Then she's probably in jail ♪
♪ Un agujero es un buen lugar Para esconder sus cosas ♪
♪ Don't believe a word that Glendale says 'Cause she's a mentirosa ♪
Whoa! Okay. Sorry about that. If we could get back to what we were talking about.
I think we were real close on the hole thing here.
-That's got a good beat, don't it? -What?
The beat. It's a good beat. I can… I can move to it.
-[moletaur 1] Nice. -[moletaur 2] Yep. Yep.
Imagine if you guys could agree on something important.
Well, he's… He's kind of right, Horse.
Mama's gettin' a little shoulder thing goin'.
Yeah. [chuckles] It's nice.
Hey, back me up, everybody.
♪ Bim-bam, lingy-lingy ♪
♪ Bim-bam, lingy-lingy, bim-bam! ♪
-[Horse] No! -♪ Bim-bam ♪
♪ A-lingy-lingy Bim-bam, lingy-lingy, bim-bam! ♪
♪ Bim-bam, a-lingy-lingy ♪
♪ Bim-bam, lingy-lingy, bim-bam! ♪
♪ Bim-bam, a-lingy-lingy ♪
♪ Bim-bam, lingy-lingy, bim-bam! ♪
♪ Bim-bam, a-lingy-lingy ♪
♪ Bim-bam, lingy-lingy, bim-bam! ♪
-Okay, friends, hi. [chuckles] -Uh, oh, oh, sorry.
Back on task here. We're talkin' about holes.
Holes good.
Stabby! Stabby!
Daddleton has gigglecakes!
[grunts, chuckles]
-[Zulius] Yeah! -Zulius, have you seen Stabby?
Mm-mm.
We're gonna fight this on appeal, Gary. We'll get a lawyer!
[static white noise]
I'll get a second job!
-What's your first job, Ched? -Hey! This is a private conversation!
Oh, sorry.
Stabby? Stabby?
Where are you?
[snarls]
[yelps]
[Durpleton] Stabby?
[squeaks]
[clamoring]
[Horse groans]
I know you can rally this crowd.
What we need is to get them to agree on something else.
That way, they'll see that if they can agree on one thing,
they can agree on other things.
Like hole sizes.
Oh, I get you.
A common enemy.
No, the opposite. Something that can rally everyone together
and show them their differences don't matter.
Yeah, we should just get everyone together
and sing dumb songs and do dumb dances, hootin' and hollerin' like dummies.
-[gasps] -Like we're just--
A hootenanny!
Exactly!
It's like we share a brain!
♪ This is why we're buddies For fancy frolicking! ♪
-Ugh! A hootenanny. -Hoote… Wha… What?
Well, you know, singing, dancing, half-animal, half-man things.
♪ Doo-da-doo-da-doo ♪
Oh! I wish you'd thought of this sooner, Horse.
I didn't think of this at all.
A hootenanny will get everyone in one place,
and then you can talk about the war. It's perfect!
[inhaling, whistling]
[Badgertaur] You're wrong!
You guys have misunderstood us. [chuckling]
We don't need the official army regulation holes.
We need hootenanny regulation holes!
Because we're throwing
the biggest hootenanny Centaurworld's ever seen!
-[all] Count us in! -[clamoring]
I love a hootenanny!
Count us in!
A Centaurworld hootenanny? Great idea, Wammawink!
The holetaurs pledge themselves to the hootenanny.
By my life or death, you have my fiddle.
And my recorder.
[cheering, applauding]
[singing]
See? We did it!
You did it.
The hootenanny wasn't my idea.
I chose not to go with Rider so I could stay and build an army here,
but I haven't recruited a single centaur.
What are you talking about? Wh… You recruited the coldtaurs.
That was Glendale.
Okay, fine.
-The, uh, uh, the skytaurs. -Zulius.
Hmm.
Oh, hey!
You recruited the trashtaurs, right?
Well, they were gross. Remember them?
Remember that one guy? That one? That… That rataur? [chuckling]
The one with the terrible hand-eye coordination?
Yeah? Yeah?
No, r… Remember?
He… He was eating garbage and riding that pigeontaur that kept coughing?
[chuckling] And you got scared when it sneezed in your eye? Huh?
Yes, Wammawink, I remember.
See? Oh, you've been super helpful.
No, I haven't.
We haven't told them all of the details. You can do that part, huh?
Wha… What snacks to bring,
how to find the registry, take the sheet cake survey…
[Horse] The… The hootenanny is your thing. [sighs]
-You don't need me. -Horse?
Wha… Horse!
[whimpers] Stabby…
-[gasps] -[chittering]
Huh?
Oh, uh, uh, hey, my… My sweet little stranger.
Ha… Have you seen my Stabby?
[stammering]
He's, uh, he's about this tall.
Um, he's an honors student.
And his most distinguishing feature is how proud he makes me.
[sniffles]
I'm just… I'm just so afraid I'll never see him again.
What would you say to him if he was here right now?
Wha… What do you mean?
If your son was here in this hole,
standing right in front of you, what would you say to him?
Oh, Stabby would never come all the way down here.
It's dark and scary down here.
Okay. O… Okay, sure,
but… But if he did, hypothetically, come down here where you are right now,
what would you say to him?
What would I say?
♪ What would you say to your son? ♪
♪ That's the problem, you see ♪
♪ Anything I could say He already knows ♪
♪ 'Cause I said all the things That a dad's supposed to say ♪
♪ I was talking When I should have listened ♪
♪ And then my boy ran away ♪
-♪ That's the problem, you see ♪ -♪ That's the problem, you see ♪
[sighs]
♪ It's me ♪
No, I… I… I'm me.
No.
♪ It's me ♪
But, yeah, that's what I call myself.
[sighs] Come on, get with it.
♪ It's me, Phillip J. Bonecrunch ♪
♪ You're my Daddleton And I'm your… ♪
My… My son-leton?
-♪ Oh, wait, it's you! ♪ -♪ It's me ♪
♪ It's really you ♪
♪ And there's so much that I would like To say to you now that you're listenin' ♪
Wait, you can talk now?
♪ I can talk now, Dad I always could, in perfect sentences ♪
♪ But you never seemed to wanna hear The things I had to say ♪
[in unison] ♪ And now we're two guys In a hole ♪
♪ A daddy and his Stabby ♪
[inhales]
-Whee! -[laughing]
[panting]
[yelling, grunts]
[whimpering]
[thunder cracking]
Ugh!
[grunts, whimpering]
Horse? Horse?
Where are you?
No goosing way!
Wammawink, the news is spreading like wildfire!
You're throwing a hootenanny?
Um… Hola. Me gusta mucho un jootenanidad.
Has anybody seen Horse? I… I… I think she's upset with me.
Girl, what did you do?
Well, you know,
she maybe really needed a win, and, you know,
I just had an idea that was better. You know?
Mine was totally better. So I just… I went out there and put myself out there
and I was totally better and so I just…
I might've accidentally stolen her thunder.
Maybe? Kinda?
Hi. You know, I'd never say this to her face…
You know what? Never mind.
I'm gonna do it.
I'm gonna say it to her face.
Sounds like you pulled a real Jeffica! [echoing]
Jeffica? [slow motion]
[screaming]
I have to find her.
Take off that disguise, Glendale. Let's go.
Psst.
Is the coast clear? Where's the fuzz?
-There she is! Get her! -[screams]
[clamoring]
-[grunts] -[angry clamoring]
Well, well, well, Glendale,
looks like you've hootened your last nanny.
Glendale, you are under arrest for various crimes violating hole law.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of hole law.
¡Soy innocente! Me llamo West--
You said something about finding Horse?
[stammering]
[closing theme music playing]
[Horse galloping]
[neighing]
[whimsical music playing]