♪♪
[Cheering from TV]
-I am so, so, so excited!
♪♪
This is the biggest game of the whole year --
the Jumping Jehoshaphats vs. my Big Apple Dunklings.
-Yeah.
-And nothing -- I mean nothing --
is gonna get in the way of me watching this game.
[Plink!]
[Whoosh!]
[Plink!]
[Rustling]
[Boing!]
[Boink!]
-[Clearing throat]
[Clearing throat loudly]
[Whistle blows, cheering on TV]
-Hey! You're out of chips, Bloo.
-Oh, wow. I had no idea.
Thanks for noticing.
-Are you kidding? Sorry I didn't notice sooner.
-Wilt. No. What ever are you doing?
-I can't have my buddy watching the game chipless.
Be back in a jiff!
♪ I got Bloo's chips, gonna go and watch the game ♪
♪ After I walk right down the hall ♪
♪ Then head on up the stairs ♪
-Hey, wilt?
How many imaginary friends
does it take to screw in a light bulb?
♪♪
[Crunching]
[Squeaking] -One.
-Thanks, pal. -No problemo.
[Boink!]
♪♪
♪ I got Bloo's chips again ♪
♪ Gonna go watch the game, uh-huh ♪
♪ After I walk right down the hall ♪
♪ Then head on up the stairs ♪
-Hey, Wilt! Think you can help me out?
I've got something stuck in my eye.
-Sure thing.
-Not that eye!
[Whooshing, boing!]
[Bubbling]
[Grunts] -Um, got it.
-Thanks! I've been looking for that for weeks!
-Shake, shake, shake.
-Oh, good! Wilt! Got a sec?
-Well, I'm kind of -- -Great!
-Okay, but see, the basket-- -Is right here.
-But I got these chips --
-I'll give you a hand with those!
-But...
[Crunching]
-Two points!
-So much for catching the first half.
[Zip!]
Tubey!
Any chance you get channel 5 on that set of yours?
-Sure do! -Yes!
-And channel 6 and channel 7 and channel 9 and channel 10...
and channel 282 and channel 283 and channel...
-Okay. That's it! I am so putting my foot down.
It's game time for the Wilt man. No more Mr. Nice Guy.
[Blink! Blink!]
[Laughter]
Well, it is for the kids.
Well, you do need a trim.
[Squishing]
Well, it is genuine cubic zirconium.
Well, you gotta have a clean car.
[Horn beeping] -Less talk, more muscle!
-Well, the holidays are only 7 months away.
[Tool whirring]
Well, it is time for your routine dental checkup.
-What are you doing?
-Cleaning Coco's teeth. -Why?!
-Because she has extensive plaque buildup and tartar
around the gum line. -Why?!
-Because she eats too much candy.
[Tool whirring]
-Why?!
-'Cause I always buy her too much candy.
-Why?!
-Because she always asks me to. -Why?!
-Because I'll do anything she asks me to.
-Why?!
-Because I'll do anything anyone asks me to.
-Why?!
-Because I always say yes.
-Why?!
[Kettle whistling] -Because...
I can't say...
-"No"? -Yes.
-No. "No."
-Yes, yes! Exactly! That's the word!
I can't say that word.
I bet if I could just learn to say that word,
I could watch big games all day long
and there wouldn't be a thing anybody could do to stop me!
Thanks, Eduardo!
-It was a pleasure to be of assistance.
Rinse, please.
-All you gotta do is say that word. Just say that word.
Just say -- Mr. Herriman! -Master Wilt,
our beloved rumple-dumple has been adopted.
-Just say that word. -Transport this suitcase
to his adoptive family's chosen mode of conveyance.
-just say that word. Say that word.
N... You can do it!
N-N-N...
Game's on the line here, pal!
N-N-N-N-N... [Warbling]
Say it!
N-N-N...
N-N...
Say it!
N-N-N...
-Do this thing. -Okay.
[Crunching]
[ Engine starts, tires screech ] -That's it!
The next person who asks me for something
is getting a big, fat n--
-Excuse me, tall molasses!
Mind helping a young lady across the street?
-[Whimpering]
♪♪
[Alarm ringing]
[Sirens wail]
♪♪
[Boing!]
♪♪
[Pop!]
♪♪
[Whistle blows, cheering on TV]
[Helicopter blades whirring]
♪♪
[Engine chugging]
♪♪
[Tires screech]
♪♪
[Doorbell rings]
♪♪
-N-N...
N-N...
♪♪
N...
-Where you been, Wilt? -Yeah!
I've been holding your seat all afternoon.
♪♪
[Whistle blows on TV]
[Buzzer]
-N...
-I sure feel sorry for whoever missed
this absolutely monumentally spectacular game!
-N...
-Aah!
Wilt, these aren't salt and vinegar flavor!
-N...
-I only eat salt and vinegar flavor!
-N...
-I can't eat these.
-Nuh-nuh-neh...
[Whimpering]
-Bloo! Clean that stuff up!
-Why? It's Wilt's fault.
Besides, he loves cleaning up messes.
Don't you, Wilt? How 'bout it, pal? Hop to it.
-N-N-No!
[Alarm ringing] No! No! No! No!
No! No! No!
[Gasps]
[Panting]
-Done? -Not quite.
[Creak!]
[Warbling]
No!
No! No! No! N-O-O-O-O-O!
[Panting]
Okay. I'm done.
[Creak!]
-You okay?
-Are you sure? -Ih-huh.
-Let it all out? -Yeah. I think so.
-Feel better? -You know what? I do.
-Great. Now, how 'bout getting me my chips?
-Sure! You got it, pal! Wait! I mean, n--
♪♪
-We can't take it anymore! We're getting rid of him.
-Yes. Yes, of course.
Now, we have some procedures to follow --
paperwork and whatnot.
Can you explain why you can no longer care for Bendy?
-He's a trouble-maker, I tell ya. An instigator.
-Trouble-maker? What does he do?
-Ugh! What doesn't he do?
Writing on the walls, gum under the table,
cookies missing from the jar.
-Really? -Softballs through windows,
mysterious long-distance charges,
missing power tools.
Every single rule in the house broken
very single day!
-I see.
And you've witnessed Bendy committing these transgressions?
-Well, no. But our son Gregory has.
-I see.
Master Gregory, might I speak to your parents alone, please?
-Go on, son.
-Sir, madam, we see this sort of thing all the time.
Have you considered that perhaps it is not Bendy
performing these acts, but your son instead?
-What?! -What?!
-uh, what he means is, sometimes kids blame
their imaginary friends for things they've done themselves,
you know, 'cause they don't want to get in trouble.
It's very common, really.
-Well, I assure you that our son would never lie to us!
Why, the very nerve!
-Come, Gregory.
[Sad music plays]
[Door slams]
-But -- But I didn't do anything.
You gotta believe me. I never did any of those things!
I swear.
-Oh, we believe you, Bendy. -Humans can be so cruel.
♪♪
-No, no! Left! Left! Jump! He almost got you, Coco!
-Almost got you! -Up! Up! Up!
Use your smart bomb! -You better go!
-Oh, no! -Yeah!
-Oh! Ooh! Nice!
[Game beeping]
-Hey, new guy, Want to play winner?
[All gasp]
-What the heck was that all about?!
-Good heavens! Miss Frances! -What now?
[Gasps] What happened?! -Indeed.
That was a Foster's family heirloom.
How did this come about?
-You're never going to believe it.
This stripey, spiky-haired yellow dude
just waltzed in here and knocked it over
for, like, no reason!
-What? What spiky-haired yellow dude?
-You mean...Bendy? -Why, what ever is going on?
-Hey, I'm sorry, buddy,
but we saw you knock over those flowers.
-What?! Me?!
Wh-- Why, I would never knock over...
But I-I was in the...
Oh, no! It's happening again!
[Sobbing]
-You guys! How could you?
-But he totally did it!
-[Sobbing]
-Ohh!
Blaming this poor innocent
just after he was falsely accused
by his own family and abandoned forthwith.
Oh, for shame!
-But I-- -Co--
-But -- -He totally did it!
-[Sobbing]
-I can't believe you guys --
making trouble and blaming it on the new guy.
There, there.
-Now clean it up, you hooligans!
♪♪
-What the heck just happened?!
♪♪
[Crunching]
♪♪
[Boing!]
♪♪
-[Sobbing]
♪♪
[Gloop!]
♪♪
-[Gasps]
[Sobbing]
♪♪
[Slurp!]
♪♪
[Slink!]
♪♪
-[Gasps] But...but...
[Sobbing] No!
♪♪
[Marker squeaking]
♪♪
-Hey! -Oops!
-Give me that! -[Gasping]
-oh, for goodness' sake, Master Bloo!
Who would be so stupid
as to write his own name on the wall?
-Not me! This guy, whoever he is!
He did it! -Bendy?
-[ Gasps ] Me? But I would never...
I-I mean -- Oh, gosh!
Oh, no! Why does this keep happening to me?!
[Sobbing]
Gaaah!
Oh, oh, please don't kick me out on the cold, cold streets!
I-I swear it wasn't me! It wasn't m-e-e-e!
♪♪
-[Growls]
-You, corner, now!
-You guys, too?
-Coco. -Sí.
-Uh-huh. -Don't tell me. Bendy?
-Coco. -Sí.
-Uh-huh.
-No talking in there! You're being punished!
-Quiet, Bloo. We don't want to get in more trouble.
-Quiet! Do you want to get in more trouble?
[Fingers snap]
-oh, we're not going to be getting in any more trouble.
♪♪
-[Singing] -Quick! Here he comes!
-[Humming]
♪♪
-Ooh! He's gonna do it!
-Okay, get ready, Coco. As soon as we hear the glass break --
[Glass shatters]
-Now! Aha!
[Camera shutter clicking] Coco!
-[Squawking]
-What?!
-Um, her tongue slipped.
-I-I heard the crash from over here.
-[Gasps]
What happened?!
-I didn't do it. Bendy did it!
-Me? But -- But I --
Oh, I just don't understand!
I just want to live here
and be a good citizen and live in peace and harmony
under the caring guidance of the loving
and beautiful Miss Frankie
and the intelligent and very handsome Mr. Herriman.
But I'm cursed to forever take the blame
for things I did not do!
[Sobbing]
-Explain these!
-He's totally framing me!
You gotta believe me! Guys, you gotta back me up.
[Zoom!]
♪♪
-Coco. Coco. Coco.
-Yeah, Bloo. Just give it up.
-Sí. He is too smart for us.
-No! No!
He's gotta slip up sometime, and when he does...
-Good afternoon, everyone!
I'm a big stuffed shirt and rather portly to boot!
I hop around like a big fat dummy
because I'm a stupid rabbit!
-Aha!
-Bloo, no!
-Why, Miss Frances,
do you have something to add?
Why, yes, Mr. Herriman.
I'm a complete and total poser!
I try really hard to pretend I'm punk rock,
but really I'm just a big dork!
-I'm punk rock.
-[Screaming]
you did it now! Boy, oh, boy! You were getting cocky.
Ha! Thought you'd never get caught.
But you blew it now, buddy!
Mr. Herriman, Frankie, come to the foyer immediately,
and you'll see just who it is slandering your good names.
Come quickly and see that it is --
-Bloo! -Bloo!
-Master Blooregard,
put down that intercom device immediately!
-No. No! It's not what it looks like.
I -- Bendy did it.
-Bendy, could you come in here for a sec?
-Yes?
-Where were you just now?
-What? I was in the bathroom.
I know how awfully busy you are,
so I thought I'd take it upon myself
to scrub the toilet with my very own toothbrush.
Hands as lovely as yours shouldn't be scrubbing toilets.
[Boing!] -That's it!
I've had enough of your fibbing and false accusations.
Master Blooregard, from now on, no more TV, no more video games,
and no more -- Uh, what else do you like?
-I like paddleball. -No more paddleball!
-[Gasps] N-O-O-O-O!
-Until further notice.
-Yeah!
-By the way, this is your toothbrush.
[Laughing evilly]
-We'll see who has the last laugh!
Ha ha ha ha!
-Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
-Ha ha ha!
-Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
-Ha ha ha ha! HA!
-Ha ha ha ha!
-Bloo, stop all that laughing right now!
-But it was -- Oooh!
Why, I oughta...
[Ding!]
And I will oughta.
Oh, I will oughta.
-[Whistling]
"Do not touch."
♪♪
[Lid shatters]
[Camera shutter clicks]
[Whirring]
♪♪
[Squish! Boing!]
[Warble!]
[Stretching]
-Did you hear that? -I most certainly did.
♪♪
I think it came from in here.
-My cookies! -And all this ink!
♪♪
Who is in there?! Come out immediately.
We have some questions for --
-Whoa! -Whoa!
-Oh, no!
♪♪
-Come out of there right now!
[Boing! Zip!]
-If you think I'm cleaning this mess,
you've got another thing coming!
♪♪
[Rattling]
♪♪
[Chattering]
-Ha!
See?! He's been lying!
He's been framing us all and playing you two for saps,
but I caught him.
Yeah, I set up the camera, I put glue on the photo,
I sabotaged the marker, I loosened the faucet handles,
I clogged the drain, I backed up the pipe system
so I could expose him for the fraud he is.
[Blink!]
-Bloo! -Bloo!
-You flooded the house!
-Yeah, but Bendy took a cookie!
♪♪
-[Sighs] Bloo, what did you do?
-Bendy did it!
♪♪