(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)
This is it, Jake. We're tied with cabin seven.
But, counselor Jenkins, my ankle!
I know. Just suck it up.
The winner of this cross-country race wins the Mugwomp Cup.
Forget it, loser. The Bradster is gonna destroy you!
(GRUNTING)
Ha!
(GULPS)
Here they come! Jake's in the lead!
(PANTING)
(COUGHING)
Huh? Fire? (SCREAMS)
Whoa... (GRUNTING) Stop!
Coming through. (LAUGHS) I win!
-(EXCLAIMING) -(ALL CHEERING)
Sorry, loser, but the Mugwomp Cup is mine, all mine.
Yes! The Bradster rules! Eow!
(SQUISHING)
No, no, no...
No, no!
Yo. Wake up, Jakey. We're here!
Huh? Who? Where?
Check it out! Camp Mugwomp.
TRIXIE: And we are junior camp counselors! Whoo-hoo! How cool is that?
These next two weeks are gonna rock!
(IMITATING STRUMMING GUITAR)
JAKE: I haven't been back here since I was just a little kid.
It doesn't look like it's changed much. Cabins over there,
mess hall over there,
and the same Mugwomp Cup.
-Uh, cup of what, now? -It's the camp's official trophy.
At the end of each session, all the cabins compete for it.
BRAD: Only Jake doesn't know anything about winning it
because he never actually did. Ha-ha! Surprise!
The Bradster's a junior counselor, too!
Whoa!
(GRUNTS) Hey, guys. I think I found the lake.
(THEME SONG PLAYING)
♪ He's cool, he's hot like a frozen sun ♪
♪ He's young and fast He's the chosen one ♪
♪ People, we're not braggin' ♪
♪ He's the American Dragon ♪
♪ He's gonna stop his enemies with his dragon power ♪
♪ Dragon teeth, dragon tail, burnin' dragon fire ♪
♪ A real live wire ♪
♪ American Dragon ♪
♪ He's the American Dragon ♪
♪ His skills are getting faster with Grandpa, the master ♪
♪ His destiny, what's up, G? It's showtime, baby, for the legacy ♪
♪ American Dragon ♪
♪ I'm a dragon, I'm not braggin' It's my destiny ♪
♪ I'm the magical protector of the NYC ♪
Ya heard?
♪ American Dragon ♪
Yeow!
(GONG SOUNDING)
MAN: Two junior counselors will be assigned to each cabin.
Remember, as junior counselors,
you are responsible for the well-being of your campers,
but even more importantly, you will also coach your campers
in official Mugwomp Cup games.
Yo, Spud. Where's your luggage?
Oh. Yeah. Uh, I decided to pack light.
Light? But you don't have a single bag.
Exactamundo. Just the clothes on my back!
Whoa. Let me get this straight.
You're gonna be wearing those same nasty clothes
every day for the next two weeks?
Eww! No! Of course not.
I'm gonna be wearing someone else's nasty clothes
every day for the next two weeks.
Observe. You see, every camp always builds up
a vast supply of lost and found items over the years.
I figure I could get through the entire session here with nothing
but the contents of this box.
But, Spud, you have no idea what's even in there!
That's the beauty of it. Imagine the mystery, the danger.
Yes! You see?
I'm an adrenaline fiend bewitched by the thrill of the lost and found. (LAUGHS)
What's crackalatin', y'all?
Check me out. You are now looking
at the official junior counselor assistant to the camp nurse.
That's great, Trix. You're on your way to becoming Dr. Trixie Carter for sure.
Mmm-hmm. Dr. Trixie Carter! Whoo! I do like the sound of that.
Uh, Jakey, do I even want to know
why Spud is carrying around a lost and found box and a Japanese fan?
-Trust me. You really don't. -So what about you two?
Did you get a cabin assignment?
Cabin number nine is all us.
Come on, Spud. Let's go meet our campers.
I just hope we have time to whip these kids into shape.
-(KIDS GRUNTING) -Whoa, Spud. Check them out.
SPUD: Whoa! They're, like, genetically engineered super campers or something.
Hey, kids. What's up, my camp-padres?
I'd like you to meet the junior counselor
who is going to personally lead you to victory
in this year's Mugwomp Cup competition.
Well, well, thanks, Jake, but the boys and I have already met.
See, I handpicked them for one purpose, to win that cup!
Look, Brad. I know you've been held back, like, three grades or something,
but even you must know the difference between a number six and a number nine.
SPUD: Uh, Jake.
So hold up. If this is cabin six, then where's our cabin?
-BOY: Hey, guys. Can I play, too? -(CRYING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -We say what?
-You have got to be kidding me. -Attention, cabin nine campers.
I'm Spud. This is Jake.
We're your JC buddies for the next two weeks.
Now, gather up and introduce yourselves, please.
Hi. I'm Benny. I get picked on a lot,
so I've sealed myself in this bully-resistant wonder ball.
Perfect. Just perfect.
(CRYING) I'm Eugene!
(STAMMERS) I'm scared of everything!
Take me back to my mommy. I'll give you anything.
Marky. I have an IQ of 240 and a crippling fear of germs.
Uh, can someone pass me some liquid hand sanitizer?
Someone? Anyone?
-He's Chris. -He's Craig.
We're identical twins. Only I weigh five pounds more than Chris.
Not for long you don't! (GULPS)
All right. Well, I guess I'm stuck with you guys,
so let's see what you got.
I'll be right there. I got to change into something more comfortable.
Okay. Cabin nine, listen up.
The Camp Mugwomp Cup competition
is a one-day event that pits cabin against cabin
in a variety of different outdoor events.
There's cross-country, canoeing, archery, water skiing.
So let's hear it. What are you guys good at?
Come on. There's got to be something you guys can do.
(BOTH BURPING IN TUNE)
(CLAPPING)
What?
That was in perfect tune! (SNIFFING)
And with just a hint of beef jerky.
-(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) -(FIRE CRACKLING)
Now, watch closely while I show you the gourmet art of the s'more.
Counselor Spud, why are you wearing a skirt?
Uh, it's actually a traditional Scottish kilt or a tablecloth.
I'm not exactly sure.
All I can tell you is that it once was lost, but now is found.
Okay. Here, gang. Come on. Feast up.
Actually, it's against my moral code to eat anything containing hydrogenated...
(GRUNTING, CHOKING AND COUGHING)
Oh, man. It's only day one,
and I've already treated six cases of poison ivy,
four bee stings, and two inner tube rashes.
-Oh, look at them. -(SPITS)
My cabin doesn't have a chance of beating Brad in the cup competition.
Jakey, remember, baby, this is not about some stupid cup.
We're here to have fun,
and even more important, they're here to have fun.
Attention, everyone. Three-time Mugwomp Cup winner, junior counselor Brad,
will now entertain everyone with a frightful ghost story,
"The Legend of Shackles Jack." (LAUGHS)
-Shackles Jack? -Pfft. It's the same old story
they used to try to scare us with when I was a camper here.
Camp Mugwomp wasn't always a summer camp for you little potty squatters.
Thousands of years ago during the civil war
between the East Coast and the West Coast,
it was a prison camp for this nation's most horrible criminals and outlaws,
and the ghosts of these fiends still haunt the camp to this day.
(CHILDREN SHUDDER)
-But the worst of... -(ALL CRYING)
...them all was an inmate called Shackles Jack.
I'm gonna read to you directly from his own journal.
-"October 31, 1864... -(THUNDER RUMBLING)
"I, Shackles Jack, know that I shall never leave this prison alive,
"but I have cast a spell of dark magic
"so that my fellow inmates and I will one day escape it in death."
-(WIND BLOWING) -"When all the planets align,
-"all of us shall rise from... -(ALL SHUDDER)
"... our graves and seek our revenge on the living."
-(EERIE SOUND) -Boo!
-(CHILDREN SCREAMING) -JAKE: Guys, chill. Come back.
It's a joke. He's just trying to scare you.
Good job, guys. Did you see those losers from cabin nine?
Cabin six rules! (EXCLAIMS)
ALL: Yes, sir, counselor Brad, sir!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Guys, I'm telling you, it's just a stupid ghost story.
Now, go to bed.
But I read about Mugwomp's history.
It really was a prison camp during the civil war.
Just because it was a horrible prison camp
where inmates vowed revenge from beyond the grave
doesn't mean that it's haunted.
Spud's right. Look, I went to camp here when I was your age.
I never saw any ghosts.
Why would they suddenly show up now?
Because Marky checked it out. Show him!
At exactly 17 minutes,
all the planets are gonna be in perfect alignment.
Just like it said in Shackles Jack's diary.
It's the first time that's happened since the civil war.
There is no such thing as ghosts.
Unicorns maybe, leprechauns sure, but no ghosts.
You can trust us on this, okay?
(WIND BLOWING)
(GRUNTING)
At last!
(RUMBLING)
JACK: Solitary Sam, Chain Gang Chuck,
Peg Leg Pat, all the old gang.
The time has come for us to find some warm bodies that we can steal
and possess as our own.
(ALL LAUGHING)
(THUNDERCLAP)
Um, listen, counselor Jake and Spud.
We're sorry we got so freaked out from the ghost story last night.
Oh, don't worry about it, little buddies.
Things always seem much scarier in the dark.
It's just, the whole thing is kind of...
-Embarrassing. -BOTH: Yeah.
Don't sweat it, guys.
The whole thing is forgotten, like it never happened.
(CLEARS THROAT) Your attention, please.
Myself and the campers of cabin six would like to present a little slideshow
we're calling "The Fraidy Cat Losers of Cabin Nine."
Notice the look of sheer frightitude on the face of the doofus.
-Hmm. -(ALL LAUGH)
BRAD: I call this one "When Planets Collide."
(BOTH SIGH)
And talk about a goofball. (LAUGHS)
All right, Brad. That's enough.
Oh, that reminds me.
For junior counselor Jake Long, we have a special golden oldie
going way back seven summers ago
when he single-handedly lost the Mugwomp Cup for his cabin.
-(ALL LAUGH) -(GROANS)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Um, counselor Jake?
Listen. Me and the guys have been talking and, well...
We'd understand if you want to go to head counselor Jenkins and get reassigned
-to a different cabin. -What?
Well, we know how bad you want to win the Mugwomp Cup competition,
and we just figure...
It's not fair to you that you got stuck with a bunch of losers like us.
You guys are right about one thing.
I do want to win that Mugwomp Cup and beat Brad,
but I only want to do it with you guys,
all of us together as a team!
Wi... With us?
You mean it?
But you saw how they made fun of us back in there.
We can't swim. We can't run. We can't sail. We can't do anything.
Right, which means I better start teaching you
starting tomorrow 5:00 a.m. sharp.
So, who's with me?
"Mugwomp Cup" on three.
One, two, three...
ALL: Mugwomp Cup!
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(KIDS GRUNTING)
BRAD'S TEAM: Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut...
(GROANING)
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut...
(GRUNTING)
(PANICKING)
(GASPS)
(SCREAMING)
(THUDS)
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
(WATER SPLASHING)
Huh?
Excuse me. Coming through.
Look. Just keep this tight around your ankle,
stay off of it, and you are good to go, little man.
Uh, thanks, counselor Trixie.
Eugene, hit the obstacle course.
I want you to get in six more laps before sundown.
Yes, sir!
Didn't you just hear what I said, boy? He needs to stay off that ankle.
And he will,
right after we're finished whupping on Brad in the competition tomorrow.
Jake, I've been checking my medical records here,
and guess what cabin is leading this camp in injuries.
That's right. It's cabin nine, your cabin!
I got sprained ankles. I got bloody noses. I got blisters on top of blisters.
Yeah. I've been training them hard. What's your point?
My point is that maybe you're pushing them a little too hard.
They're here to have fun, remember?
Those kids have been laughed at and humiliated
by guys like Brad their whole lives.
Now I'm just trying to give them the chance to dish out some payback.
What's wrong with that?
Hmm. Are you really doing it for them,
or are you doing it for yourself?
I just want them to know what it feels like to be winners, to hold that cup.
What could possibly be wrong with that?
I'm tired of laying low, Jack.
Me, too. When do we get our new bodies?
I want to be able to taste, to touch, to feel!
Patience, boys. The secret to our rebirth is in this here cup.
Well, I'll be. It's the very same cup the warden kept on his desk.
Ah, that's right, and the first flesh and blood humans to touch it,
those are the bodies we'll steal and take for our own.
(LAUGHS)
-Let the Mugwomp Cup games begin! -(KIDS CHEER)
Prepare to dine on defeat, losers! That cup is ours!
We'll see about that.
(ARROWS SWISHING)
Hmm. Let's see. Force of projectile times wind velocity.
Wha... Huh?
-Yes! -(KIDS CHEER)
(WATER SPLASHING)
(ALL GROANING)
Wha...
SPUD: Stroke, stroke. Come on! "Stroke," I say!
-(GROANING, SIGHING) -(KIDS GASP)
-Yeah! -(KIDS CHEER)
COUNSELOR: This is it, folks.
Cabin nine and cabin six are tied for the lead
as we move into the final event, the cross-country race!
Don't worry, kid. This chump is yours.
Totally wet, freezing. Must change.
JACK: Not long now, boys.
Whatever team takes that cup,
we grab them and take them up to those abandoned caves
-over the lake. -Ghosts! Real ghosts!
Then we perform the ritual, right?
That's right. This cup is the vessel
that will let us transfer our ghostly souls into their bodies.
(LAUGHS)
This race will decide the winner of this year's Mugwomp Cup.
Runners, take your mark.
(GRUNTS) I'm okay.
I have to do this. We have to win this cup for Jake.
-Get set. -Hold up. Stop!
I'm pulling my runner from the race.
His ankle is sprained. He shouldn't be on it.
Can't he just suck it up? I mean, if you pull him
your cabin has to forfeit the event. You'll lose the cup!
I don't want the cup. I just want my campers to have fun.
Yes! Did you hear that? The Bradster wins again!
Cabin six rules! Cabin six rules!
-(EXCLAIMS) -(KIDS CHEER)
I'm sorry, Jake.
What for? I'm proud of all of you.
And I am proud of you, dawg.
Come on, guys. Let's go celebrate.
(SPUD SCREAMING)
Spud, what is wrong with you, boy? You look like you just...
(STAMMERS) Ghosts! It's Shackles Jack! He's real! The ghosts are real!
We have to stop Eugene from winning the cup!
Spud, chill. I pulled Eugene from the race already.
But the cup! Who won the cup?
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) -(DOOR CREAKING)
SPUD: No! We're too late.
Shackles Jack has already taken Brad and his campers!
Okay, Spud. What exactly did you hear them say?
The cup has some kind of spell cast on it.
They're gonna take Brad and the campers to the caves above the lake
and use the cup to steal their bodies!
Looks like it's dragon time.
BRAD: (LAUGHS) Sorry, Jake, but I know it's just you
and your cabin of losers trying to scare us, right?
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Jake? Uh, right?
That's fine, boy. You just keep telling yourself that.
-I'll be taking your body for meself! -(ALL GASP)
Just this one last ingredient,
and all our souls will be transferred into this cup.
And when the sun rises in the morning...
Our souls will go from the cup into their bodies.
And we begin our new lives.
-JAKE: Is that a fact, Jack? -(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
-Huh? -(CLANGS)
(GRUNTING)
Hey! Now that just ain't fair!
Now, you'll find it ain't easy battling a ghost.
-(CHAIN RATTLING) -(GRUNTING)
Jake, hurry. Come on. If anything happens to me,
I don't want it happening in a wedding dress.
And my shoes don't match!
(ALL GRUNTING)
(BOTH GROANING)
Huh? Wha... Wha...
(RUMBLING)
-(ALL SCREAMING) -(THUDS)
Jake, this last ingredient will put their souls into the cup!
No! Stop him!
(BUZZING)
Now we just got to make sure they stay in the cup, for good.
-(THUDS) -Huh?
(ALL SCREAMING)
SPUD: Jake, we got to get out of here. Now would be nice, please.
-Yo, Jake, come on! -We're taking the express train.
(RUMBLING)
Hang on, guys.
(ALL SCREAMING)
(GASPS) Wha... What happened?
You just got served, chump.
That's right. A little practical joke. Ha!
Uh, but I, I mean, I saw...
Anybody need a lift?
I'd like to thank everyone, campers and counselors alike,
for another great session.
-(DOOR OPENS) -(GASPS)
-(ALL GASP) -(HUMMING)
(GASPING) Spud, for the love of chicken legs, boy, what are you doing?
Well, I returned all the clothes I borrowed from the lost and found.
(SLURPS) You know, in case anyone ever comes back to claim them.
That's fine, dude, but what about your clothes, the ones you came in?
(CHUCKLES) Yeah. Funny thing. I lost them.
Jake, we just want to say...
Thanks for believing in us.
-Yeah! -Totally!
-CRAIG: Thank you! -Don't sweat it. (GRUNTS)
(ALL LAUGHING)
We came here to have fun, right? So watch this.
Your attention, please.
We at cabin nine would like to present
a little goodbye slideshow taken last night
after cabin nine fished cabin six out of the lake.
-Oh... -(CLICKS)
(CRYING) No!
Ah! In this first shot, you'll see a completely hysterical Brad
insisting that he was kidnapped by Shackles Jack, a real ghost.
(ALL LAUGHING)
JAKE: Oh! And now here are some shots
taken after Brad's towel got snagged on a tree branch.
(ALL LAUGHING)
SPUD: Who are we? Cabin nine!
How we feeling? Mighty fine!
And we'll tell you all about it in the key of "G."
-(PLAYING HARMONICA) -SPUD: ♪ We got beat by cabin six ♪
♪ With their evil dirty tricks ♪
♪ Yes, they shamed us with a slideshow of disgrace ♪
♪ But we sure got our revenge They're the ones scared in the end ♪
♪ And I hope they all get bee stings in the face ♪
♪ I hope it hurts Bad! ♪