[theme music playing]
[tires screeching]
[Shag] One Mississippi,
two Mississippi,
three Mississippi.
Oh, yeah, that's a whole mess of Mississippis.
Dang, Shag!
How you looking this good on a Tuesday?
Come on, man. You know cool don't quit.
Morning, Ma. Morning, Pa.
-Morning, Floral. -Morning, little brother.
And good morning, same old, tired, played-out,
not-cool, zero-vibing, lame restaurant.
Come on, Shag. Not this again.
I'm just saying this place could use an upgrade.
It doesn't really match my level of cool-dude-itude.
Hey, sweetie, shush your dang mouth. Come handle these orders.
I'm just saying, like, instead of paper napkins,
what if it was classy silk?
Instead of lame banjo music, we had a set DJ?
Let's turn this place into a non-stop dance party, y'all!
All right. You're on delivery duty, buddy.
Go get your wiggles out.
Dang kid thinks we're made of money or something.
Vroom, vroom! I'm gonna pop a wheelie.
[groans]
Vroom, vroom!
So, my momma asked, "How am I gonna pay for it?"
And I said, "Put it on my bill, 'cause I'm a duck."
Wow. Oh, hey, Shag. What are you up to?
You know, cruising the town. Letting hot people look at me.
[slurps] Cool.
Okay, you got me. The truth is my parents have me doing food deliveries
on a dinky old tricycle for their dorky, out-of-touch,
old-fashioned restaurant and it's really bumming me out.
[sighs] I get it.
That's like when my dad gives me hugs,
but then I'm like, "Can't I get kisses, too?"
Exactly! All right. I gotta bounce.
Well, let's hang out later.
Uh, talk things out!
All right. This is the place.
Dang, that's a sweet clubhouse.
Hey, I got a delivery here for the Banana Splits.
Just leave it on the ground.
Whoa! Talking ominously through the door? That's sick.
[chuckles] Thanks. Here's your payment, kid.
Keep the change.
[gasps] Keep the change?
Look at all this ka-ching!
[gasps]
Oh, you like money, kid?
If I had lots of money,
I could class up my lame old family restaurant.
Make it into the ding-dang, coolest hang ever.
Well, then, take all you want.
You can pay us back later. [laughs evilly]
Forgot the food. [laughs]
Did you get a cryptic text from Shag?
[reading]
[both] Whoa!
[muffled club music playing]
[Augie] What's with the line of people outside his family's restaurant?
Excuse me. Are people waiting to use the bathroom or--
Augie, Yakky. Come on in. You two are on the list.
Enjoy yourselves.
Of course they let the kids in.
But I can work with that.
Hibbity-dibbity baby-boom.
-[club music playing loudly] -What's going on?
There are so many people.
Yeah. This is definitely a fire hazard.
[both] Whoa!
Welcome to Shag land.
Jellystone's premium VIP club.
Shag, this is so classy.
It's like that show that my dad watches
where all the housewives throw drinks at each other.
I've never crossed a rope before.
It's so freeing.
Check it. We got all the best stuff.
Sparkling juice boxes,
hay bales made of shredded silk pajamas.
And I got a flaming giant ice cream cone.
It's a sculptural oxymoron.
This seems super expensive.
Yeah, you usually don't have this kind of discretionary income.
No one took my idea seriously until I finally put my money where my mouth is.
It's like if a cow only gives you regular milk
and you're like, "Yeah, cow, I get it. Milk."
But then one day, the cow starts giving you chocolate milk,
and you're like, "Dang, that's some sick chocolate cow action."
Well, now, I'm that chocolate cow.
Ya feel me?
Whoa, that's so much money.
I feel both important and vindicated with my life choices.
That's 'cause you in Shag land now.
[upbeat music playing]
Yay! Whoo-hoo!
Oh, sounds so cool in there.
I told you you're not getting in.
Yeah, I can wait.
Chicken nuggets for everyone!
[all cheering]
I am impressed with both your dedication to ritzy lifestyle,
and flaunting of wealth in unnecessary ways.
[imperceptible]
Oh, y'all excuse me. I gotta go take care of some business.
And I'm not talking about pooping, yeah.
I got actual business.
We 'bout to eat some nugs.
You gotta get in on that action.
[window whirring slowly]
So, no nugs?
I did that slowly to make a point. Where's our money?
Oh, man. Yeah. See, I spent most of it on a ton of super-cool stuff.
Thanks for giving it to me.
That wasn't a gift. It was a loan.
You owe us all the money.
Plus 500% interest.
What? Oh, y'all are like some kind of crooks or something.
Well, duh! We're the Banana Splits gang.
But I ain't got that much money.
Can't we just, like, say we friends and forget about it?
I expect to be paid back tonight or else...
Or else you're going to rip my ears off?
Worse.
We'll each go online and give your parents' restaurant
a one-star review.
No!
We'll review-bomb it to smithereens.
No!
And no one will ever eat here again!
No!
Then don't be late,
or we start posting savage things like...
"Don't order the side of pickles.
They're not the pickles you think they are.
Also, the food made me throw up." One star.
See you tonight.
Oh, dang. I just wanted to feel important.
And now I've gone done put my family in jeopardy.
I gotta figure out a way to fix this...
Shag style.
This alley is gross, man.
[Shag] All right, guys. Thanks for coming.
You welcome. Bye.
This warehouse is too scary.
Oh, come on. I need your emotional support more than ever now.
And also your regular support.
Fine.
Okay. Follow my lead.
Hey, Mr. Banana Splits, we're here!
Oh, we didn't think you'd show. Did you bring it?
[stutters] Yeah, all the money's in the suitcase right here.
Yup, it ain't nifty or anything.
Huh. Well, that's great news.
Oh, I dropped it.
Hey, Bingo, is there such a thing as invisible money?
-Mmm-mmm. -[growling]
[gulps]
Get them!
[all screaming]
I've got a one-star review here. About to post it.
[panting]
So what's the plan?
[whimpers]
[groans] I'm so nervous,
I think I'm gonna throw up
right here in this box of bear child costumes.
[groaning]
Yakky, that's it.
That's how we're going to turn the table on these fools.
These dudes are looking for me.
So why don't we let them find me?
Or we could not let them find you, and run away to safety.
Nah.
I know I've said this 100 times before,
but I am never loaning money to children again.
[Shag] Hey, Banana splorts, over here!
[blows raspberry]
Ha!
[exclaiming]
Hey, over here.
Not there. Here.
This kid's like hair in a barber shop.
All over the place.
Come and get me.
Looks like your boy lost his marbles.
[teasing]
[grunts]
Hey, over here!
[growls]
[whimpers]
Don't look at me! [sobbing]
Bingo!
Oh! You're gonna pay for messing with the leader of the Banana Splits.
-Well, Mr. Splits. -[screaming]
You know what they say about being a leader.
[screams]
It's a heavy responsibility.
That's a pun.
We did it, guys. Y'all can come out now.
It's me, Peter Potamus.
-Yay! -We did it.
-[all cheering] -We did it!
Happy to be part of the team.
Yeah, I'll... I'll go home.
Yeah, Shag. Awesome plan.
-[all gasping] -[gang members growling]
-[Yakky whimpers] -So, Shag,
do you happen to have another plan to get us out of this?
Oh, man, I don't know.
I didn't want any of this. I just wanted to be cool.
[in friendly voice] Did you say "cool"?
Huh. "Cool."
I haven't heard that word in years.
Did you know, we used to be cool.
-[trumpets softly in agreement] -We used to be the coolest.
Oh, snap.
Don't waste your time on being cool, kid.
It doesn't last, anyways.
Now, hold up. That ain't true.
If there's one thing I know about being cool,
it's that cool don't quit.
You just need to up your game.
I'm coolest guy around here
and maybe I can help you.
If you cancel the debt, that is.
All right. Deal.
[upbeat music playing]
Now your place is slapping.
-So we cool? -We cool.
[both laughing]
Which one of you ding-dang dingle berries
gave our cafe a one-star review?
Oh, I forgot to delete that post.
Time to bust some heads.
-[crashing, clattering] -[Shag] Everybody, run for your lives!