BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing] Coco Coco bo-boco
Banana fana foco foco
Mee mi momo coco!
[Frankie orders to stop singing and Bloo and others continue to sing]
BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing] Shut up shut up
Bo butup banana
fana fo futup
me mi mo mutup, mutup!
MacFrankie, what if we don't catch Wilt at his next stop?
I don't know. But don't worry. We can always try for the next stop until we catch him. As long as there's a trail to follow, we'll find him.
BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing again, making Mac and Frankie annoyed] Frankie Frankie
Bo benkie Banana
fo fenkie!
[Meanwhile, Wilt has finished mowing the final lawn in the suburbs with his lawnmower and dozens lawns have been mowed neatly]
Phew. 274 lawns. [stands up] And it only took several hours out of my trip.
Mac
Maybe he left some clues! Come on, we gotta try!
NNina
No, wait. The kid's got a point. Maybe there are some clues. His behavior has been sporadic, but what about before he left? Did anyone notice him acting strange?
Mac
Well, actually, he was acting really weird at the reunion.
Mac
He seemed really tense and uncomfortable and he was smiling really hard like this. [imitates Wilt's strained grin] And he was getting really confused about stuff. Like, he put potato salad in someone's lemonade.
NNina
Mm-hmm... was there anything that might have been triggering this strange behavior? Anything someone was doing or saying?
Mac
I don't think so. I was just asking about his creator. I mean, who is his creator anyway?
Al Capone! No… Attila the Hut!
Heck if I know. Did you know that in all the years Wilt has been at the house, Wilt's creator hasn't even once come to the reunion?
Nope. Nobody even knows who he or she is.
NNina
Well, we're going to find out.
[remorsefully] I lost again. I can't believe I lost again. Now he'll never forgive me.
JJordan
Wilt? I'm sorry, but, are you okay?
[Jordan helps his imaginary friend get back up on his feet and the group appears from offscreen]
[surprised] Wha… Guys?! How did you… when did… What are you doing here?
We have been so mucho worried about you!
We've been following you for days!
Mac
But you were, like, running all over the place!
[in tears] I can't believe all those people saw my tushy! Now everyone knows I'm fat! They all know now!
[Bloo and Mac are also being held in the same cell]
I'm a hero, Mac. A hero! History will vindicate me!
Mac
[annoyed] You are such a doofus.
[The cell door opens, and Jackie Khones and Coco are let in by the officer who was previously getting sandwiches with them. The officer now has a black eye]
[The officer shuts the cell door on them.]
I did give him a sandwich! A knuckle sandwich. I said, "let's get sandwiches," not "I'll buy you a sandwich, you freeloader." [Madame Foster smirks at him] Shut up.
Um, who are we meeting with again?
We're not meeting with anybody, it's called a "Swap Meet." It's where people go to sell... [sarcastically referring to all the objects in the bus] a few things.
Hey! How else are we gonna have room in the house for all the junk we're gonna buy unless we unload all this junk on some unsuspecting sap?
Yeah, but why do we have to go so early? Better yet, why do we have to go at all?
Mac
Aw, come on, Bloo. Try and have a better attitude. It'll be fun! There's all kinds of cool things to buy.
Yeah, you might find something you really like. [Bloo falls down his seat]
Mac
Yeah, like a brain. [Everyone laughs except Bloo]
No, seriously, they have those. In little glass jars.
[shows Bloo the brain in a glass jar] Ten bucks!
[Back at Foster's… Eduardo is sadly playing with his Darbie dolls, quietly and alone in his room until a knock is heard on the door and he answers it, seeing everyone standing there and looking very ashamed]
Mac
Hey, Ed, we're really sorry about what happened earlier at the Swap Meet.
Seems we really lost our heads.
Shameful business and all that... yes.
My idea, my idea, this was all my idea. Whoop! Whoop! Yeah! Woo-hoo!
I meant Ed. Ed did it! His fault!
Uh-huh? Mac, get him out of my sight.
Mac
My pleasure. [takes Bloo away; annoyed] I told you it was a stupid idea.
Mac
No fair, you can't load your squirt gun with mud!
Sorry, Mac! You shouldn't have brought a water pistol to a mud fight! [gets some mud thrown at his face]
Mac
Mud grenade!
[They laugh while throwing mud at each other, back and forth]
CEASE FIRE! [gets her face covered in mud; steaming up angrily] That's it. [grabs her mop, lets out a battle cry, and chases them around the foyer]
Mac
Bloo, there is no king, police officer, hero, or puppy. There's just one face, and it takes over different bodies.
That's correct. I'm everything, I'm everywhere, I'm everyplace, I'm everyone, I'm everybody, I'm everytime, I'm everyhow.
Mac
No, you're not. You're just one guy, and you're only one person who can go to one place in one manner at one thing at one time.
EEveryone
But Frankie, we need you!
[Then they will plead Frankie to come with them, as they remind her of the other stuff she did for them]
Sí. And I is miss how you sew my beanie baggie when they rip- so the beanies they don't fall out of the baggie!
I'm sorry, but I miss how you pump my basketballs so they were always just wright!
Mac
I know how you helped with my homework! I may if it's like a really long math problem!
Besides, who's gonna make us Frankie Foster's famous flinginberry butter-drenched toast?!
[realizes; misunderstanding] Oh, I get it. You didn't rescue me and everyone knows you missed me. You missed all of the other stuff for you!
Mac
What? No, we-
Well, you can forget it! I'm sick of taking care of everyone and everything and never getting a thoughtful word of thanks, an ounce of help, or a tiny LITTLE SMIDGEN OF RESPECT! [she walks to the door] You guys are just like Mr. Herriman! I'm just a servant to you! Well, guess what?! In this world, I'm one person who's taken care of, [sheds into angry tears] and THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE IT! [angrily slams the door behind her as she leaves]
Mac
No! Frankie, wait! [goes after her, but as he tries to open the door, someone tries to block their favorite sides, it's World, possessing a sorcerer body]
[infuriated] Nobody upsets my Princess Frankie! [tries to point his favorite staff at the gang with unconscious gas] You never should come here! Feel ready to say goodbye to Frankie FOREVER!
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