- -This is it!
Today is the day I finally die… of boredom!
I'm going to the carwash, and I'll give you two dollars in quarters
for the toy dispensers.
If I had…
…three dollars in quarters,
it might be enough to save me.
Well, it was your best bored-to-death performance to date,
so one more dollar, but that's it.
Yes! Oh, and can Dukey come?
Hello, Squishy Wooshies!
I didn't get it.
Nooo!
Aw, that's sad.
But their disappointment is my gain,
because today is the day I finally get…
the rare Gnarly Narwhal,
and complete my Squishy Wooshie collection!
Not a Narwhal.
Nooo!
Quick, tear me.
N-No.
But I just need one more dollar to get the Narwhal!
It's next, I know it.
Johnny, I have had it with your waste-of-money collecting obsession.
You had to get all the Roboticles,
every Tinymon trading card on the planet,
and I am done giving you quarters to collect a foamy horned whale
that probably doesn't exist!
Wrong! Cos there's a bunch of Gnarly Narwhals on ePal
for only $50.
Johnny! I will never pay $50
for something that only cost five cents to make!
What did you find in the car seats?
One tissue packet, two pens, three lip balms and…
four quarters!
Yes! Now we just have to figure out how to get Dad back to the carwash.
We call it the MRI-gnifying glass.
It gives you the ability and portability to see inside of things.
Uh-huh.
Like four-inch-thick steel safes!
We're such geniuses.
That's great, but I just need to borrow some safety cones.
Why?
More dirt.
And you think this will work?
-Yes, and--
Tree it now!
Three… two…
-a-one…
My clean car!
It's another zebra!
The Narwhal's not in there, man!
It's like a cruel game!
Oh, it's there. Just watch the master.
This can't be happening.
Maybe your dad's right and there is no Gnarly Narwhal.
There's only one way to find out!
Johnny need MRI-gnify-thing to see if there's a Gnarly Narwhal at the carwash,
and before you say no… please, oh, please!
Please, I need to know, and… you love me.
Take it.
But you guys are going way too far for a cheap foam toy.
Oh, we know.
And how are you gonna get back to the carwash?
Oh, yeah. Do you have any birdseed?
-Now? -Give them another moment to digest.
-Now!
My clean car! Again!
It's not a toy dispenser, it's a sadness machine!
Well, we're about to find out.
Wait, there's not a single Gnarly Narwhal in the whole thing!
Sorry, kids.
I know Gnarly Narwhal is the rarest of all Squishy Wooshies,
but they do exist.
I saw one on ePal for $50.
Yeah, well, he knows that ePal is not an option.
Johnny, give up!
It's just a foam toy.
Come on!
Haven't you ever wanted something so bad you literally can't sleep?
No.
Yes.
OK, according to the Squishy Wooshie company's delivery log,
a new shipment will arrive at the carwash
first thing in the morning.
And there will be four Gnarly Narwhals in the batch.
But you'll have to get to the carwash before it opens,
and how are you gonna do that?
Hmm… Can you hack construction businesses too?
OK. It says to dump it right here.
How does this keep happening?
Perfect! We're the first ones here, and…
He took all the Gnarly Narwhals!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
For sale by… Carl Wash?
He's the one selling them online for 50 bucks!
Save your quarters, everyone. We've all been had.
What do you mean, you've all been had?
Yeah, your kid must be seeing things, cos I didn't do it.
Yeah, my kid doesn't "see things."
He's actually terrifyingly smart,
and you don't even wanna know about his sisters.
Yeah, well, I don't have any Squishy Narwhals in my pocket.
See?
Now… have a nice day.
Who preys on innocent young kids' collecting obsessions like that?
OK, this guy needs to be taught a lesson.
But that guy is huge. It will take an army to take him down.
Hey! Your father told me some jerk ripped off my son.
What do you need… from us?
That's a good start.
And I'll call some friends.
OK, first, Mom buys all ten Gnarly Narwhals
and orders rush delivery from Carl Wash…
which you can return and get your money back
if the plan fails.
Jackpot.
Then the mean and greedy man packs them all up for shipping,
cos he's mean and greedy…
The bird has left the nest.
Next we track his route and create a little extra stop…
OK, he's heading to the post office on Maple Street.
Which is now a very hazardous street.
Come on! I got a rush delivery!
And that's when his dirty trick starts getting dirty.
It says drop it right… now!
Then I make the switch with our mole…
You owe me for this, Test.
Uh-huh, yeah. Now, start digging.
My clean car! What do I do?
And lastly, a little taste of the pain he caused kids.
-You gotta be kidding me.
The birds have made a mess.
Hello, and stop right there.
I'm Mr. White and this is Mr. Black.
We work for the government.
There's been reports of mail fraud, people selling things online,
but sending them something different.
Not me.
I'm just sending out a bunch of Squishy Narwhals I sold online.
They're rare, and I packed them myself.
Are you sure you're not…
seeing things?
Oh, no.
Yeah, you're gonna have to come with us.
No, no, come on, it was a mistake! There's a kid…! Naah!
Who wants a Gnarly Narwhal?
Me, me, me! I want it! I want it!
I love this!
We are really good parents.
And crazy.
-We're good and crazy parents. -Isn't that the best kind?
Yes! My Squishy Wooshie collection is complete.
Which means we can all go home and forget this car wash and…
"Li'l Monster Racers.
Collect all ten…?"
Oh, no.
But I need them! They're monsters! With wheels!
I need them! I need them!