The golden wishbone. We wished to come back home safe and sound, and it worked!
RigbyWell, almost. It didn't grant the part where our families would be here. [he and Mordecai both hang their heads down, sadly]
[running out of the house] Guys, guys! Remember when I said everyone wasn't coming? I was wrong! [Mordecai and Rigby's parents emerge from the house] I checked the departing flights instead of the arrivals.
MRMordecai, Rigby, Benson, Pops and Skips
[annoyed] Thomas!
MSMordecai's Dad
Hey, Mordo!
MSMordecai's Mom
Hi, son.
RSRigby's Mom
Is that grown man over there my Rigby?
RSRigby's Dad
Come here, Rigby.
[Mordecai and Rigby happily run up to them]
Rigby
Mom! Pop!
It's so good to see you, guys. Except--
Rigby
There's no food because we destroyed it all.
RSRigby's Dad
[chuckles] Well, that's what families are for. [opens the door, revealing a new Thanksgiving feast that's been prepared by all the families]
MRMordecai and Rigby
[surprised] Woah!
TMThomas' Mom
[holding out a turkey] Who's ready for some turkey?
[Later, all the performers, footballers and Thanksgiving characters, as well as some friends, have joined everyone for the feast]
[tapping a glass of water with a spoon trying to get everyone's attention] Ahem!
BSBenson's Dad
Oh? [shouting out to everyone] HEY, EVERYBODY! PIPE DOWN! [to his son; kindly] Go ahead, son.
I just wanna thank everyone for coming. Thanksgiving can be a hectic time for many. But to see everyone here makes it all worth it in the end. Mordecai and Rigby, would you please stand up? [Mordecai and Rigby do so] I know you guys aren't perfect, pretty much all the time. But I want you to know that I'm proud of you. You saved Thanksgiving! And for that, I raise my glass. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
EEveryone
Happy Thanksgiving!
[plugs microphone] ♪Yeah. Set up the chairs and wipe off the tables Plug in the mic, but don't trip on the cables Blow up the balloons and blow out the candles at stunt-themed parties you don't wanna wear sandals! Check your invitation, Park's the location When the clock strikes ten it's time for celebration Timmy's birthday party, yo! It's the big one, oh! Timmy, Timmy Ti-Timmy, Timmy, Timmy, Timmy, Ti-Timmy Timmy, Timmy, Ti-Ti-Ti Timmy! Woooooooaaaaaaah!♪
(Mordecai and Rigby laugh)
Rigby
Man, Timmy's so awesome.
I can't believe he's already turning ten.
Seriously. We watched that kid grow up, bro.
[flashback to Timmy's first birthday]
AAll
Happy birthday, Timmy!
TTimmy
[licks his cake, then he smothers his face in it]
Everyone laughs
[We are then shown Timmy at his pirate-themed party]
TTimmy
[stands on the plank] Guys, guys! Check it out! I'm gonna walk the plank like a real pirate! [jumps off the plank into the ball pit] Arrgh!
RMRigby and Muscle Man
[laugh]
[Cut to Timmy's astronaut-themed party]
And the winner of the astronaut ice cream-eating contest is....Timmy!
TTimmy
You guys always make my birthdays the best!
[flashback ends]
Rigby
[puts on the party hat] Man, Timmy's parties just keep getting better every year.
[carries the presents] Yeah. We gotta make sure this stuntman party is the best one yet.
[on mobile phone] What do you mean a real stuntman job? But it's a stuntman-themed party! What are we supposed to tell our client?! [ticked off] Well, you can say goodbye to your complimentary fountain sodas, and YOU'LL NEVER STUNT IN THIS PARK AGAIN, MR. HAZARD! [furiously hangs up and angrily throws his phone]
Is everything okay, Benson?
[angrily turns to Mordecai and screams at him] No, everything is not okay! The stuntman cancelled, and Timmy's party is ruined!
Rigby
But Timmy's counting on us!
I know. But where am I supposed to find a stuntman this late in the game?
Well, I might know a guy who...actually no. I don't know any stuntmen. Aah! You're losing it, Mitch!
[angrily grabs Muscle Man by the shirt] That's it! We have to cancel Timmy's party!
Rigby
[stops Benson from throttling Muscle Man] No, wait!
Yeah. Maybe one of us can do the stunt.
[grabs Mordecai and Rigby's shirts] No, it has to be a licensed stuntman. Our insurance doesn't cover amateurs.
Rigby
Well, how hard is it to get a license?
[crosses his arms] Hard. The success rate at Stuntman College is only 25%, and you guys aren't exactly stuntman material.
But if it's 25%, then one of us should be able to do it, right?
[turns red] You think you'll beat the odds like that in one day?
If that's what it'll take to make Timmy happy, then we'll do it!
Rigby: Yeah. It's the only chance we have.
We're done with all the party prep. I'll enroll us right now.
Okay, but one of you better come back with a stuntman license, or else Timmy's birthday or probably his life are gonna be ruined.
Mordecai, Rigby, another issue of Fart Weekly magazine came today, which I distinctly remembered telling you not to get sent here! They're flooding the mailbox!
Rigby
Relax, man! It's natural.
Rigby's right. It's not healthy to hold it in.
Ugh! Just cancel it already!
Yo, is my tax return in there?
No. But Fives, this came for you. Now all of you stop eating donuts and get back to work!
JJJumpin' Jim
Okay, when you're in the air, you wanna stay focus. There's only a limited time frame. (Rigby takes out a burrito) Woah, son, what are you doing?
Rigby
Eating a burrito!
JJJumpin' Jim
No! No snacks on my fan! (He and Rigby are struggling for the burrito)
(Rigby and Jumpin' Jim continue to struggle for the burrito until he accidentally drops it into the fan, and it splatters all over Jumpin' Jim, Rigby And Mordecai's faces, then Jumpin' Jim throws Mordecai and Rigby out)
JJJumpin' Jim
Get OUT of my school! AND STAY OUT OF MY SKY!!!! (slams the glass door, causing it to crack slightly)
Alright listen up, we've gotten some complaints about the huge sinkhole in the park.
Sinkhole? You mean the Crash Pit?
You're talking smack about the Crash Pit, bro?
Yes. It's a potential liability and we're not properly insured for it. It has to be filled immediately
MMMordecai and Muscle Man
Aw, what?
Rigby
Aw, no way!
Come on Benson, you can't fill up the Crash Pit.
Rigby
Can't we just put up more warning signs or something?
No! A thing called a "Crash Pit" shouldn't be even at the park in the first place.
Rigby
What if we call it a "small hole"?
JUST FILL IT UP BY THE END OF THE DAY OR YOU'RE FIRED!!!!!
Rigby
Well, we tried. Let's go back.
No, Rigby. We can't leave without the camera.
Rigby
Dude, forget this. The camera's gone and we're running out of time. Benson's probably gonna fill up the hole before we even get back! Then we'll be trapped!
Easy, bro! The dark is messing with your head. Now just calm down.
Rigby
Don't touch me! I can't breathe! Dark spaces! Need air!
RORigby on the camera
DAAWIHHHHAHAIAHAHAAAAAHH!!!!!
(laughing) That sound never gets old.
Rigby
That wasn't me.
RORigby on the camera
DAAWIHHHHAHAIAHAHAAAAAHH!!!!!
Wait. It IS you, but... on the camera.
Well, look who decided to show up. An hour late.
Rigby
They don't know. I guess you guys haven't heard of a little something called Daylight Savings.
Haha, yeah. Technically, you guys showed up an hour early.
(Benson mocks Rigby's laughter) Technically, Daylight Savings isn't until tonight.
Rigby
Really? Huh.
Rigby
Whatever, dude; it's just an hour.
Oh, is it? Well, I guess you won't care that it's an hour you aren't getting paid for.
MRMordecai and Rigby
Aw, what?
C'mon Benson, what's the big deal?
Being on time is the big deal. This is a business we're trying to run. If everyone showed up late like you two, this whole park would fall apart.
It was an honest mistake, Benson. It's not like you've never been late to work.
Actually, I haven't. Because, unlike you two, I take my job seriously. And since you're having so much trouble keeping track of time, you can be in charge of setting the clocks back for the real Daylight Savings Time.
Ugh, fine. Come on Rigby, let's get this over with.
Hold it, not yet. You're gonna do it when the rest of the world does it: at two in the morning.
What? That doesn't even make any sense. What does it matter if everyone's on the same time?
Rigby
Yeah, what difference does it make?
Are you seriously making me defend the right time? You either set the park clocks back at two in the morning like everyone else, or you're fired!
Rigby
Ugh! Who made this garbage?
Rigby
Oh, yeah. I knew we should've used more zebra.
This is terrible! I can't turn this in!
I thought you guys knew everything about music videos.
Rigby
Yeah! Watching them, not making them!
Eileen, I hate to say this, but you probably gonna fail.
[His voice lowers down when he says "fail" as the camera zooms in on Eileen's face, in a horrified state of shock]
I-I've never failed a class in my life!
Rigby
Eh, it gets easier after the first few times.
[Eileen sighs sadly and bangs her head on the table]
Rigby
Yeah, sorry we messed this up for you.
Well, there's still an hour left. We can re-edit it?
Re-editing this isn't gonna make it work. Ugh! Think, Eileen. Think! [Flashback to what Mr. Murphy told her, back to present] There's only one way I can make this work-- Eileen's way!
Rigby
Dude, that was like really close this time!
Yeah, I think I'm getting the hang of the tension in -- oh hey, Benson.
[grows completely enraged] AAAHHHHHH!!! Did you put pizza all over this house? Don't deny it. [aggressively grabs Mordecai by the Jacket and shirt] I saw you! I saw you put pizza all over this house! [grabs Rigby by the shirt] And you, you're just as guilty! Don't think I didn't see you do the whole thing! Guess what, you -- WHAT?! [angrily lets go of Mordecai and Rigby's shirts] You're cleaning it too, don't worry! GHAHH! [angrily punches pouch] YOU MAKE ME SO ANGRY! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?!
[clock wipe]
[furiously screaming in the garage] This is a pressure washer! You know how to use it? You better, otherwise I'm gonna fire you.
[2nd clock wipe]
You’re cleaning every last inch of this house or you’re fired./ DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR? [storms off furiously]
[sigh] Alright, let's get this over with.
All right, time for your assignments. Skips, set up the table. Muscle Man and Hi-Five Ghost, go buy balloons. Mordecai and Rigby, you're picking up the cake.
Rigby
Really?
Yup, it's prepaid and everything. All you have to do is pick it up. Just give them the receipt and bring the cake back. That's it.
Rigby
Aww, yeah!
BBoth
Pickin' up the cake, pickin' up the cake!
Pickin' up the cake, gonna do it great!
Just pick up the cake and try not to ruin my big day.
I though it was Maellard's day.
JUST PICK UP THE CAKE!!!!!!!!
Thomas; Oh, There you guys are.
Benson: (turning red) DID I NOT MAKE MYSELF PERFECTLY CLEAR?!! PAPA EAGLE IS OUT THERE AND NO CAKE AND NO GUESTS! WHAT KIND OF "SURPRISE PARTY" DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!!?
It'll be fine! We just had a few setbacks. There was this angry woman...
Rigby
And these shaggy-looking business guys...
But C.J. and Eileen helped us to make this better cake. It's just a little too big to get out the door.
Rigby
But now we got this teleporter, so--
Red ARE YOU Red THIS WHOLE SURPRISE PARTY PLANNED OUT AND NOW THERE'S NO SURPRISE!!!!
Rigby
But the teleporter--
Red FORGET THE TELEPORTER!!!![Benson snatches the teleporter]
No! We can still save the party!
[The three wrestle over the device teleporter which finally goes off and the teleports the cake and everyone else out of the room]
[through walkie-talkie] Bad news! Benson, come in!
[on walkie-talkie] This better be important. I'm in the middle of something.
It's the statue! It's gone!
What?! [cut to the gang standing in front of where the statue of Curtis Montgomery has been stolen; throws his clipboard on the ground, angrily] Ugh! I can't believe Gene did it again!
Gene's the prank obsessed manager from our rival park. Every year, he and his goons steal the statue of Curtis Montgomery, and we have to go recover it.
Wait, who's Curtis Montgomery?
He's the park's founder. [shows him a postcard picture of Curtis Montgomery punching a bear in 1851]
Thomas, you're just an intern. You're not necessary in this one. Besides, we already have a backup plan. Suit up, you guys, we're going with Operation Alien Strike Force.
Rigby
Yes! I knew we'd do one of mine eventually.
Well, we only have enough costumes for the six of us.
Rigby
Plus, there's no time to brief you and this plan is air tight! You'll just be dead weight.
[Everyone runs off, except for Thomas and Benson]
Just go take a seat in my office and wait for me there, okay? I still need to talk to you when we get back.
I am necessary. I just need to prove it.
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