Jake
Maybe some soup would take the edge off.
[....]
Jake
Eww, gross!! NASTY!!! [runs off, back and thwacks it with fly swatter] Yahh!
[it bangs off the side, wiggles and dies soon after]
Jake
I'm sorry you were born a fly and I had to kill you. You disgusting, disgusting creature.
Jake
BEEMO, PLEASE!!!!
Jake
Prismo?! You're alive!
Well, not yet. Finn, in a second, you gotta stop yourself from waking up Jake.
Shoot! Hide! [Jake camouflages behind Finn, with another Finn and Prismo coming closer]
F2Finn 2
Hey, are we gonna turn around somewhere? I feel like we're lost.
P2Prismo 2
No, I was just stalling, don't think about it. Come on, this way! [they exit, and everything's clear]
[...]
But wait, Jake — that means one of your alternate reality incarnations will sleep for eternity to keep me alive.
Jake
Cool, dude!
Okay, but Finn, I'm not sure what'll happen if you confront yourself. He might explode.
Shut it, Prismo. Heroes risk everything for their friends. Although I admit you're more Jake's friend than mine. Sometimes you can think someone is totally cool but you never become besties. Now I don't know why that happens. But regardless, let's do this! [exits]
Whoa, Finn, Hey, are you gonna wake up Jake?
F2Finn 2
Yeah. Is that gonna kill you again, though?
My past self is doing Plan B, right?
F2Finn 2
WHAT THE?! AAAAAA'AAAAAAAAHHH!!! [The other Finn explodes, transforming into a sword in the process, Finn grabs the sword]
This is me? This sword is me?
Jake
Welcome back, Prismo.
Jake
Looks like our long-eared friend is on to something. Bunnies love to dig. He's making a supreme effort, and I think I can guess why. [the bunny digs up a carrot] That's right. A carrot, grown out here free and wild! Probably the result of a seed pooped out by a passing bird. [pan left to a rustling bush] But what's this? A mysterious rustling in the bush—could mean trouble. Mr. Bunny seems to think so. His sensitive whiskers quiver at the hint of imminent danger.
[the screen splits to show Beemo bringing Finn a bowl of popcorn. They sit on the couch and listen to Jake through the walkie-talkie]
Jake
Unfortunately for Mr. Bunny, this is what nature is all about. [a horned four-legged mammal emerges out of the bushes] It's a male deer. Not a threat to Mr. Bunny in the predatory sense, but still above him in the food chain. Mr. Bunny, wishing to avoid an encounter, hops away to safety.
[the deer then walks to the carrot and eats it]
Jake
Wow, deers are jerks.
Hey, man. You know I can hear everything you say, right?
Jake
What?! Ouhh... Garghh... No!! I had no idea!
Yeah, but you saw me leave the walkie-talkie and I left it on. You know that, right?
Jake
Hi, Beemo...
Jake
No.
..So what's Mr. Bunny doing now?
Jake
IT'S NOT ABOUT THE BUNNY!! The bunny is incidental to the brick experiment.
Jake
[grumbles] Forget about the bunny...
Look, we'll, uh... we'll leave you alone. [pushes in walkie-talkie antenna]
[Jake looks down at his walkie-talkie for a beat]
Jake
Finn? Are you still there? Finn? BMO?
You guys can chill here till morning when the demons thin out a little.
[acrobatic flips into living room] Whoo!!
Aw, Finn—oh no! Instant regret!
[jumping thru main corridor] Whoo!! My house! My house!
Instant regret! [runs to the kitchen and gasps seeing Finn swinging around the table]
Whoo!! Remember, Jermaine? We did this when we wanted to make room for dessert!
I don't care about that memory.
What? Whoa! [flown onto the wall, dropped down the floor] Dang, my back!
Come on! This ain't the treehouse, man! I got systems!
Jake
[enters with a greatsword (Buster Sword)] Hey, Jermaine, this thing is rad—WAOHH!! [slices table]
Oh no, d-don't kick us out!
Go do your Goucho Marx slapstick with them goofballs in the woods. I got a responsibility to all this booty in here. Staves, medallions, cups, goblets, dormant djinn, grimoires, hard drives — all this random valuable booty, okay?
Jake
Awesome, dude! We won!
I didn't win! When do I win?! Special Guys One and Two win every day! Crackin' jokes, readin' foodie mags in your treetown funhouse! Must be nice to be so special you can go off and find your own fancy ways! Meanwhile, I gotta stay here and watch Dad's trashy booty 'cause I never stretched into the sky and farted on the wings of a falcon, I guess!
Jake
Dude, I never farted on the wing of a falcon. Heh... [punched by Jermaine] Uhn!!
Jake
Chill, Jermaine—OHF!!
Think I don’t want a cushy treehouse life?! [punches Jake thoroughly] I don't even get salt!! SAAAALT!!!
[Morty Rogers begins an incantation to transfer Chips and Ice Cream in his ears to Jake under the light of a full moon]
MRMorty Rogers
By the light of the waxing moon, which was just unveiled by the parting clouds, I command these two imps that have taken possession of my ears to transfer onto the head of the being who is directly across from me and is currently eating Chips and Ice Cream!
[a moonbeam hits Chips and Ice Cream on Morty Rogers' ears; Chips and Ice Cream's ghosts fly onto Jake's head and materialize on his head]
ICIce Cream
Ice cream... [Morty Rogers's ears shrink down to normal]
MRMorty Rogers
Huh... It worked! I'm a free bear! [laughs hysterically; jumps out the window and runs off in the distance]
Jake
..Well, now I'm a guy with these things on my head. I guess I'm just gonna roll with the punches.
Uh... Don't worry, man. I'm gonna pretend they're not even there.
This is the greatest day of my liiiife!
Jake
[at swimming lockers] Look, I brought us two gold coins so we can have a locker each.
No way! [kicks Jake's locker, trapping his arm as he almost put his coin in the slot]
Jake
Oww!! What the heck?!!
Sorry! I was just trying to stop you putting the coin in before I showed you my magical item.
Jake
Well, I hope it's a healing item after you just crimped my wrist with a metal door!
No, look! [shows magic token] It's a magic token that can fit in any slot. Watch.
[Finn puts magic token on locker slot, turns into a gold coin and falls into slot]
We've saved ourselves two gold coins on lockers.
Jake
Well, not really, 'cause the lockers give you the coins back, anyway.
Yeah, but this way only one of us has to carry a key.
Jake
Yeah, but if we lock my locker, then lock my key in your locker, we would only have to carry one key, but we'd still have a locker each.
Yeah, but could we just use the reward I earned for being so rave and rescuing a princess, please?
Jake
..Okay, fine.
Jake
Man, are you still Gunther? 'Cause you seem like you're not.
Well, what the heck are you doing, Orgalorg?
OOrgalorg
It was just time to come out again. Glob KO'ing himself, the arrival of the Catalyst Comet, and a ship to carry me out of this planet's gravity. [projects three colored door shapes out of his eyes into a singular door shape] These are doorways the universe presented to me.
Jake
Oh, I know about open-door philosophy!
What's that? You just say yes to stuff all the time?
Jake
Pretty much.
OOrgalorg
It's all yours if you're willing to take it. Destroy worlds, [folds into himself] crush anyone blocking the door, [unfolds out] feel their bones crumple and their goo spill out.
I don't like that at all.
Jake
He made it ugly!
OOrgalorg
You can't stop me, I'm Orgalorg.
I'm pretty sure I can take you, bro.
OOrgalorg
Not after I absorb the power and knowledge of that comet.
Absorb a triple salchow to your kneecaps!
You two now comprise the royal guard of the one true princess of Ooo. [winks] That's me! As such, you may no longer own property or operate children, and must render all treasure and wives under your sworn princess within a hangman's fortnight.
Jake
Pfft! Joke's on you, man! We spent all our treasure the other day! Plus, we don't even have any wives.
Wait, what? What about Lady?
Jake
Lady's my girlfriend.
Wait, but... [thinks for a beat]
Jake
That was Tree Trunks.
We the inhabitants of Ooo owe you heroes our very lives. As the once powerful and dignified Princess Bubblegum sulked off into exile, it fell upon you two to save us from the impending comet of doom and/or from the hideous Orgalorg, who aimed to eat the powerful comet and grow invincible! And for that, we are eternally grateful.
But now your bravery is essential to a new heroic task. [beat] Can you guess what it is?
Umm... Fight a— fight a dragon?
If the King of Ooo tries to come here again, you have my secret permission to stop him. No holds barred, Moosewood Stadium freestyle. So what're you two up to now?
Jake
Ehh, guardin' stuff, I guess.
Um... Hey, Bonnie? You always act like a loner, right? But next year your brother, you're the light of the party. Sorry, the light of the party.
I mean, yeah! One of the first things I did after making sure Neddy was safe was to start making the Candy People. I was formed in the mother-gum. My mind and my gum were in touch with dozens of others, like a crowded womb. I guess I missed that.
Jake
But Neddy's from the same place you're from, and he's a wet hotdog around everyone!
People get built different. We don't need to figure it out, we just need to respect it. Maybe he likes his company more than I like mine.
Well... do you miss the Candy People?
FFootball (BMO)
Hello. My name is Football.
Jake
Very nice to meet you, Football.
How'd you get the name Football, Football?
FFootball
BMO gave it to me.
Jake
Is Beemo your little your little papa?
[Football starts laughing and hops her right leg to the side. Finn scratches his head]
Uhh... so... where do you live, Football?
Jake
Oh, yeah? What's it like there?
FFootball
Cold. Empty. It's... lonely.
Jake
You done it this time, Marceline! You sucked the life out of defenseless animals!
Jake
You think I'm buyin' that, Boom Boom Mountain?!
Jake
You want proof? Look! [punches the ceiling, debris falls on his head] Ouch! Proof how often I'm gonna go if you don't confess!
Jake
[scales down] I'm wailing out!! [Finn sits on Jake]
Listen, Marcy, I can barely control this guy. And the villagers are getting crazy! They want to run you over with a wagon, and I'm offering you a way out. [Peppermint Butler walks in]
Hey, dalewaids, I just swept the place.
Jake
Sorry.
Finn, be real for a second.
Look into my eyes, man! I didn't do it!
[Finn stares in her deep solemn eyes. He grows suspicious as she starts twitching]
To be honest, it looks like you're not sure if you did it.
Okay, I'm not sure! Something... weird happened last night. I had a weird dream about stuff.
Jake
Dream stuff always means somethin'!
We'll figure this out, Marcy, together. We promise.
That's cool, you guys, but clean this mess also, you bums.
Bonnie, I don't get it. Jake's talking about vamps at the same time you fixed me, and there can't be any still around!
Well, clearly something's creeping around.
Okay, what about the paste you took out of me? That should be all that's left that's vampiric in the modern world.
It's all over there, safely in the safety bucket. [all gone] What?! Pep But, what'd you do with the gunk?!
Jake
Okay, there was one that looked like if a baby snake was a baby-baby.
[Pep But scribbles in his sketchbook and shows an illustration of a larva-like thing with its tongue out on top]
Jake
Nah, that's not right. There was another one that looked like if an ant hill were a girl.
[Pep But scribbles another, shows illustration of ant hill with eyelashes and lips]
Jake
Nah, that's not right. There's one of them that looked like a wet uncle.
[Pep But scribbles another, shows illustration of a face with a tie, messy hair and moustache with teardrops]
Jake
Nah, that's not right. There was a lady who looked like black drapes on a cake pop.
[Pep But scribbles another, shows illustration of a cake pop and drapes]
Jake
Nah, that's not right. There was also one that looked like an angry stop sign coming out of a loaf of bread.
[Pep But scribbles another, shows illustration of what looks like a epicanthic folded face between two sides]
Jake
Nah, that's not—oh, actually, that one's pretty close.
You did a tremendous job guarding the cabin, Jake. But it looks like you need to be relieved.
Jake
Yeah, I need relief. PB still working on new vampire-busting gear?
Yeah, but she's almost done. No sign of Marceline, though. I think she ditched us to fight the vampires by herself—solo-style. We'll go look for her after PB's device is up and running. So, how did you pass the time?
Jake
Patted my laps and made some rhymes. Stoop, stoop, sittin' on the stoop. Stoop, stoop, sittin' on the stoop... [walks into cabin, Finn sees something]
Is that PB's outside clock? [sees grandfather clock punctured with holes] Looks like it's been staked. What did you do?
Jake
[turns around, groans] I heard a loud snap, and my vampire-hunting reflexes kicked in!
Dude, that was her Uncle Gumbald's outside clock.
Jake
[squeaks] She doesn't have to know I broke the clock. Let's blame it on the vampires! [stretches his arms] Or we can hide it! Whoop! [pushes clock into the forest] Problem solved?! Yeah?! [Finn hi-fives] Whoop! [runs into cabin; Finn pauses for a beat]
Aahh!! What was that?! Vampiyah!! [continues throwing his stakes screaming. Pan up to see Ice King sitting on a high branch]
Snap, snap, snapping branches for fun.
[Finn and Jake burp constantly to a severely poisoned Marceline]
Cut it out! That's not helping her!
But Mom and Dad always burped on us.
Jake
It's a cure-all!
Sorry, guys, there are no cure-alls. Your parents were just burping on you for kicks.
Jake
Oh, yeah, that makes sense. [burps] Oh, sorry, last one.
Auh! What did you eat, Jake?!
Jake
Hey, now! I pride myself in having nice-smelling burps. Just kidding.
Pride, hmm. Do you guys know what "hubris" is?
It's like an old-timey deity who weighed your deeds on a scale.
No, it means excessive pride or arrogance.
No, it's true. I believed in myself so much that I was blind to the possible consequences.
Don't believe in yourself so much then, dum-dum!
[crying] Now my best friend is dying of poison because of me.
Jake
That ain't true, PB! Marcy took a risk, and you helped her because you're her friend. Real friends take each other to the edge of death. 'Cause death is life! Right, Finn?
Shoot, yeah! I get poisoned all the time just doing the dishes.
I get poisoned on purpose—for research. I have a poison lab back at the castle.
Well, let's get our butts over there, then! Find the Moon, Finn. We'll work on an antidote. You guys take her back to the poison lab. Maybe we can extract her healing powers.
Word. [everyone runs off except LSP]
Hey, wait! What should I do? You guys? [pushes a stake out of her] Brrrrr... Hahahahaha!