[ SLOW ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYS ] [ TEMPO QUICKENS ]
[ WHIMSICAL MUSIC PLAYS ]
[ BLOO AND MONSIEUR OUI CRYING ] [ SLURPING ]
>> Duchess: AH! YOU FOOLS!
NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE MADE ME DO!
>> SORRY, DUCHESS.
>> Duchess: WELL, YOU SHOULD BE.
NOW, GET BACK TO WORK!
>> I CAN'T WAIT TILL TOMORROW.
DUCHESS'S TEA PARTY IS GOING TO BE SO ELEGANT AND REFINED AND
FUN.
>> YEAH.
I'VE NEVER BEEN TO A TEA PARTY BEFORE.
>> Duchess: AND YOU NEVER WILL.
THIS TEA PARTY IS NOT FOR THE LIKES OF YOU.
IT IS FOR ADULTS ONLY.
I WILL NOT HAVE ANY IMMATURE, CHILDISH, OR INFANTILE BEHAVIOR
RUINING MY EVENT.
>> THEN WHO IS GOING?
>> Duchess: WHY, SOMEONE OF MY DISTINCTIVE TASTE WOULD ONLY
INVITE THE MOST SOPHISTICATED AND MATURE ADULTS IN THE WHOLE
HOUSE.
IN OTHER WORDS, JUST ME!
NOW, GET MOVING!
I WANT EVERYTHING TO BE PERFECT FOR TOMORROW.
>> Mac: NOW, LET'S GET MOVING.
I WANT EVERYTHING TO BE PERFECT FOR TOMORROW.
>> Bloo: POOR GIRL IS COMPLETELY OBLIVIOUS TO THE FORTHCOMING
INFILTRATION, DESECRATION, AND SUBSEQUENT RUINATION OF HER
LITTLE ADULT TEA PARTY TOMORROW.
[ LAUGHTER ] >> Mac: KIDS RULE!
DO WE HAVE ALL THE NECESSARY ELEMENTS?
>> Bloo: ROGER THAT.
>> Mac: RAPPELLING ROPES?
>> Bloo: CHECK.
>> Mac: 10,000 MARBLES?
>> Bloo: CHECK.
>> Mac: FEATHER PILLOW?
>> Bloo: CHECKY CHECK.
>> Mac: SMOKE BOMB?
>> Bloo: CHECKARAMA.
>> Mac: HOLY TOLEDO!
WHERE ON EARTH DID YOU GET A SMOKE BOMB THAT BIG?
SCHMOTCO, RIGHT DOWN THE AISLE FROM THE GASKETS.
>> Mac: NICE.
OKAY, UM, BAG OF BALLOONS?
>> Bloo: CHECK-OFF CITY.
>> Mac: BALLOON FILLER?
>> Bloo: CHECKAROONI.
[ LAUGHTER ] ADULTS DROOL!
>> Bloo: LET US SYNCHRONIZE OUR WATCHES AND PREPARE TO LAUNCH
OPERATION PARTY POOPER AT 1100 HOURS TOMORROW MORNING.
>> Mac: OH, UM, I GOT TO GO.
I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
>> Bloo: WHAT?
WE STILL HAVE TO PUT THE FINISHING TOUCHES ON OUR PLAN.
WHERE YOU GOING?
>> Mac: UM, NOWHERE.
SOMETHING I NEED TO DO.
YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND.
>> Bloo: ME?
OF COURSE I'D UNDERSTAND.
>> Mac: I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
GOODBYE!
>> Bloo: WHAT DOES HE MEAN, I WON'T UNDERSTAND?
I UNDERSTAND PLENTY.
I'M SMART.
I CAN UNDERSTAND STUFF.
I MEAN, WHAT'S NOT TO UNDERSTAND?
>> Mac: I JUST DON'T WANT BLOO TO KNOW, YOU KNOW?
>> Bloo: I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
MAC?
OH, MAC?
MAC-ALACKA!
HELLO!
>> Madame Foster: OH, MY, HOW YOU'VE GROWN.
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO LET THESE PANTS OUT A BIT.
>> Bloo: [ SNICKERS ] THAT'S WHAT HE THOUGHT I
WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND?
HE'S RIGHT.
>> Madame Foster: OH, MY, WOULD YOU LOOK AT YOU?
SO MATURE, SO GROWN-UP.
>> Frankie: JUST WIKE A WITTLE MAN.
>> Bloo: GROWN-UP?
HE DOESN'T LOOK SO GROWN-UP.
HE JUST LOOKS...DUMB.
>> Frankie: SO, WHEN'S THE WEDDING?
>> Mac: OH, THIS SATURDAY.
>> Bloo: SAY WHAT?
>> Mac: CAN WE HURRY UP?
I DON'T WANT BLOO TO KNOW ABOUT THIS.
>> Madame Foster: MAC, WALKING DOWN THE AISLE AIN'T JUST A
RIVER IN EGYPT.
YOU NEED TO LOOK PERFECT UP AT THAT ALTAR.
>> Frankie: NOW, YOU REMEMBER WHAT YOU'RE GONNA SAY, RIGHT?
>> Mac: YES...I DO.
>> Madame Foster: NOW THEN, JUST ONE LAST BIT OF ADVICE, YOUNG
MAN, AND THIS IS VERY, VERY IMPORTANT.
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T FORGET THE RING.
>> Bloo: [ GASPS ] THIS...CAN'T...BE...HAPPENING.
THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING.
MAC IS GETTING MARRIED?!
>> Bloo: [ WHIMPERS ] [ GASPS ]
AHHH!
>> Monsieur Oui: [ CRYING ] [ French accent ] LONESOME!
IT IS ALL TOO SO MUCH TO BEAR.
SUCH TRAGIC WRETCHEDNESS.
OOH! DESPAIR!
DESPAIR!
WOE IS MOI!
COME, MONSIEUR, TOGETHER, WE SHALL PUT AN END TO OUR
MISERABLE UNHAPPINESS.
>> Bloo: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, BUDDY!
WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?
WHO ARE YOU?
>> Monsieur Oui: WHO AM I, YOU ASK?
I AM BUT A LOST SOUL, MON AMI, A WRETCHED, HEARTBROKEN CHUMP.
A SAP.
A FOOL.
AND I AM NOW YOUR ONLY FRIEND.
FOR WHEN YOU LAUGH, THE WORLD, SHE LAUGHS WITH YOU.
BUT WHEN YOU CRY, YOU CRY WITH MONSIEUR OUI.
>> Bloo: I DON'T THINK THAT'S HOW THE SAYING GOES.
>> Monsieur Oui: AND WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH ME, YOU ASK?
WHY, IT IS THE SAME THAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU.
I HAVE LOST THE HEART OF MY ONE TRUE LOVE -- THE ONE WHO I
CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT, THE ONE FOR WHOM MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE IS
WORTHLESS WITHOUT.
>> Bloo: EDUARDO?
>> Monsieur Oui: [ Crying ] MY CREATOR!
OH, MINE AND YOURS, THEY'RE GONE.
GONE!
>> Bloo: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
I HAVEN'T LOST MY CREATOR.
I HAVEN'T LOST MAC.
>> Monsieur Oui: OH, SACRé BLEU!
MONSIEUR BLOO, YOU POOR, PATHETIC FOOL.
I, TOO, ONCE TRIED TO DENY WHAT WAS TO BECOME THE EVENTUAL
TRUTH.
BUT BELIEVE ME, MY FRIEND, IT IS HOPELESS, HOPELESS!
[ SOBBING ] YES, MY CREATOR AND I FILLED OUR
DAYS WITH FUN AND FROLIC JUST AS YOU.
BUT AS THE YEARS PASSED AND SHE GREW, I REMAINED THE SAME --
A CHILD'S TOY.
AND ONE DAY...
[ CHURCH BELLS RINGING ] SHE WAS GONE, LEAVING ME TO
WALLOW IN GRIEF AND SORROW AND MISERY.
SHE DID THE WORST THING A CHILD CAN DO TO AN IMAGINARY FRIEND.
>> Bloo: SHE MADE YOU PLAY WITH DOLLS?
>> NO, MONSIEUR BLOO!
SHE GREW UP.
>> Bloo: [ SOBBING ] IT'S TRUE!
IT'S ALL TRUE!
I'M SO IMMATURE.
NO WONDER MAC HATES ME.
OH, GREAT HEAVENS ABOVE, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?!
[ SOBBING ] >> Monsieur Oui: NOW COME WITH
ME, MY LITTLE FRIEND WHO IS SO, SO BLUE.
TOGETHER WE SHALL PUT AN END TO THE MEMORY OF THEY WHO CAUSED
OUR SUFFERING.
THEY, WHO MADE US LOSERS, AND THEREFORE, WEEPERS.
THEY, WHO OUTGREW US, THEIR CHILDISH WHIMS, AND GOT RID OF
US LIKE DOGGY DOO-DOO OFF OF THE SHOE OF LIFE.
[ BOTH SOBBING ] >> Bloo: NO.
NO!
>> Monsieur Oui: WHA HA!
>> Bloo: NOT MY MAC.
>> Monsieur Oui: GOOD GRIEF.
>> Bloo: MAC AND I HAVE DONE EVERYTHING TOGETHER.
WHEN HE GRADUATED FROM KINDERGARTEN, I SWIPED A
GRADUATION CAP FROM THAT NEIGHBOR KID AND CRASHED THE
CEREMONY SO I COULD, TOO.
WHEN HE STOPPED WETTING THE BED IN THE SECOND GRADE, I JOINED
HIM ABOUT A YEAR LATER.
IF MAC WANTS TO GROW UP AND STOP BEING A KID, THEN, GOSH DARN IT,
SO SHALL I.
PREPARE YOURSELF, WORLD, FOR I, BLOOREGARD Q. KAZOO, SHALL
BECOME A MAN!
>> Mac: [ LAUGHS ] DUCHESS AIN'T EVER GONNA KNOW
WHAT HIT HER.
HEY, BLOO, SORRY I'M LATE.
READY FOR OPERATION PARTY -- >> Bloo: AH, MAC, OLD BEAN.
WONDERFUL OF YOU TO JOIN ME.
>> Mac: BLOO, WHY ARE YOU -- >> Bloo: TUT, TUT.
BLOO WAS MY CHILDHOOD NAME.
I'VE FAR OUTGROWN IT.
YOU CAN CALL ME BOB.
MY CARD.
>> Mac: "BOB Q. KAZOO, MAN"?
BLOO...
>> Bloo: BOB.
>> Mac: BOB, WHATEVER.
WE HAVE A PARTY TO DESTROY, REMEMBER?
>> Bloo: WHY, MAC, MY COMPATRIOT, I'M SURPRISED AT
YOU -- DESTROYING SOMEONE'S CAREFULLY LAID PLANS.
IT'S SO...IMMATURE.
I THOUGHT WE'D OUTGROWN SUCH BEHAVIOR.
>> Mac: WE HAVE?
>> Bloo: YOU KNOW WHAT I SAY.
I SAY POOH-POOH TO THE POOPING OF PARTIES.
MATURE SOPHISTICATES SUCH AS OURSELVES HAVE MUCH MORE
INTERESTING THINGS TO ATTEND TO.
>> Mac: WE DO?
>> Bloo: BUSINESS SECTION?
NICKELS ARE AT FIVE CENTS.
PADDLE BALL FUTURES ARE WAY UP, THEN DOWN, AND THE NACY STILL
HAS LOTS OF TEENY NUMBERS, AND SCHMARFIELD STILL HATES MONDAYS.
[ BUBBLES POPPING ] >> Mac: [ SIGHS ]
>> Mac: HUH? WHAT?
6:00?
BLOO, I GOT TO GO.
>> Bloo: WELL, OLD MAN, QUITE A LOVELY, RELAXING AFTERNOON WE
HAD TOGETHER, WOULDN'T YOU AGREE?
WE SHOULD DEFINITELY DO IT AGAIN SOMETIME.
>> Mac: IF BY "LOVELY AND RELAXING" YOU MEAN BORING.
>> Bloo: BUT -- >> Mac: LISTEN, BLOO, TOMORROW
AFTER SCHOOL, CAN WE ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING, PLEASE?
AND BY "DO, I MEAN "DO, AS IN ACTIVITY, ACTUALLY MOVING
AROUND, AND, WELL, DOING SOMETHING"?
>> Bloo: OKAY, OKAY, WE'LL DO SOMETHING.
I PROMISE.
DO. DO.
DO, DO, DO, DO, DO.
OH, IT'S HOPELESS.
ADULTS DON'T DO ANYTHING.
THEY'RE THE MOST BORING, USELESS PEOPLE IN THE WORLD.
>> THANKS, JOE.
IT SURE WAS A LOT OF FUN.
>> IT SURE WAS, LARRY.
I SURE APPRECIATE YOU HELPING ME FIX UP THIS OLD SHED.
>> IT WAS MY PLEASURE.
AND IT SURE HELPED ME REMEMBER WHAT GREAT FRIENDS WE ARE.
>> I'LL SAY.
IN FACT, I FEEL LIKE WE'RE CLOSER THAN EVER.
[ BOTH LAUGH ] [ CHIMING ]
>> Mac: HEY, BLOO.
I MEAN, BOB.
>> Bloo: READY TO DO STUFF, OLD BUDDY?
>> Mac: DO WHAT?
>> Bloo: I THOUGHT WE COULD GO OUT BACK AND FIX UP THAT OLD
SHED -- YOU KNOW, MALE BONDAGE.
>> Mac: FIX THE SHED?
THAT'S YOUR IDEA OF DOING SOMETHING?
>> Bloo: COME ON, IT'LL BE FUN.
>> Mac: [ SIGHS ] THIS SHED?
YOU WANT TO FIX THIS SHED?
I'M GOING TO GO FIND WILT.
MAYBE HE WANTS TO DO SOMETHING FUN.
>> Bloo: NO, NO, NO, NO.
THE SHED IS A WRECK.
COME ON.
>> Mac: BLOO!
PHEW!
>> Bloo: GOOD NEWS, THE SINK'S BROKEN.
>> Bloo: AH, WONDERFUL DAY OF FIXING UP THIS OLD DUMP.
IT SURE REMINDED ME OF WHAT GREAT FRIENDS WE ARE.
IN FACT, I FEEL LIKE WE'RE CLOSER THAN EVER.
>> Mac: BLOO, WE ONLY FIXED STUFF 'CAUSE YOU SPENT THE WHOLE
DAY BREAKING THINGS.
>> Bloo: I -- I JUST WANTED TO MALE BOND.
YOU KNOW, LIKE MEN.
>> Mac: BLOO, MEN ARE RESPONSIBLE.
BREAKING ALL OF MADAME FOSTER'S STUFF IS IRRESPONSIBLE.
I'M EXHAUSTED.
I'M GOING HOME.
SEE YOU TOMORROW.
>> Bloo: RESPONSIBLE?
RESPONSIBLE?
WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?
[ DOOR OPENS, CLOSES ] >> HONEY, I'M HOME.
>> DADDY!
>> HOW WAS YOUR DAY AT WORK, DEAR?
>> WHY JUST WONDERFUL, DARLING.
>> OH, BY THE WAY, THE ELECTRIC BILL ARRIVED TODAY.
DO WE HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO PAY IT?
>> WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE THAT TO ME, SWEETHEART?
>> OH, SO RESPONSIBLE.
>> Bloo: HEH HEH.
GOOD EVENING, FOLKS.
>> Mac: BYE, MOM.
AH!
BLOO?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
>> Bloo: OH, WELL, HELLO, DEAR.
FANCY MEETING YOU HERE, DARLING.
I WAS JUST ON MY WAY TO WORK.
>> Mac: UM, WHAT'S THAT?
>> Bloo: WHAT'S WHAT?
>> Mac: THAT THING ON YOUR -- >> Bloo: WHAT?
>> Mac: THAT THING ON -- HAIR.
YOUR -- >> Bloo: I DON'T --
>> Mac: NEVER MIND.
UM, DID YOU SAY WORK?
>> Bloo: WELL, SWEETHEART, I'VE GOT RESPONSIBILITIES, YOU KNOW.
CAN'T BE DILLYDALLYING ALL DAY LONG LIKE A CHILD WHEN YOU'VE
GOT A DAY JOB.
>> Mac: A DAY JOB?
>> Bloo: SURE, HONEY, WORKING THE OLD 9:00 TO 5:00.
GOT FOUR MORTGAGES TO FEED.
YOU KNOW HOW IT IS.
>> Mac: OKAY.
I'LL JUST SEE YOU AFTER SCHOOL, THEN.
>> Bloo: BYE, ANGEL FACE.
WELL, BACK TO THE OLD GRIND.
YEPPER, 9:00 TO 5:00.
9:00 TO 5:00, 9:00 TO 5:00, 9:00 TO 5:00, 9:00 TO 5:00,
9:00 TO 5:00, 9:00 TO 5:00.
>> Mac: FRANKIE, WHAT TIME IS IT NOW?
>> Frankie: 5:00.
QUITTING TIME.
>> Mac: [ GROANS ] WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU ALL AFTERNOON.
BACON?
>> Bloo: YES, SIRREE, SCHNOOKUMS.
JUST BRINGING IT HOME.
>> Mac: OH, RIGHT, THE DAY JOB.
>> Bloo: YEP.
9:00 TO 5:00.
>> Mac: SO, WHAT DID YOU ACTUALLY DO ALL DAY?
>> Bloo: 9:00 TO 5:00.
9:00 TO 5:00.
>> Mac: RIGHT.
LISTEN, ARE WE GONNA DO ANYTHING TODAY?
>> Bloo: YES, SWEETIE, THAT WE ARE.
GOT TO GET TO THE BILLS.
THEY'RE REALLY PILED UP, YOU KNOW.
HELLO, BILLS.
>> Together: HEY, BOB. HEY, MAC.
>> Mac: YEAH, HI.
LISTEN, BLOO -- >> Bloo: BOB.
>> Mac: WHATEVER.
ARE WE GONNA DO ANYTHING OR NOT?
>> Bloo: SURE, SURE.
RIGHT AFTER I FINISH WRITING SOME CHECKS.
VERY RESPONSIBLE.
DONE AND DONE.
PHEW!
>> Mac: UH, YEAH.
I'M GOING HOME.
>> Bloo: WHAT? WAIT!
NO, DON'T GO HOME.
>> Mac: LOOK, I'LL STAY ONLY IF WE'RE GOING TO DO SOMETHING FUN.
AND BY FUN, I MEAN SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T INVOLVE NEWSPAPERS,
POWER TOOLS, OR BACON.
>> Bloo: FUN? SURE, SURE, YEAH.
FUN.
LET'S...
WATCH TV.
>> Mac: IT'S ABOUT TIME.
ALL RIGHT!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO WATCH?
CARTOONS?
GLORIA AND THE GARBANZO BEANS?
THE OCTOPANTS PATROL?
>> Bloo: MAC, MAC, MAC.
DON'T THINK YOU HAVE TO PUT ON SUCH SILLY, CHILDISH PROGRAMMING
FOR ME.
I KNOW WHAT YOU REALLY WANT TO WATCH.
>> HE'S GOT A 25-FOOT PUTT DOWNHILL.
>> Mac: BLOO, WHAT'S HAPPENED TO YOU?
>> Bloo: THAT MAN THERE, HE'S ABOUT TO HIT A BALL.
ISN'T THIS EXCITING?
YEAH! WHOO-HOO-HOO!
MAN, I LOVE THIS GAME.
DON'T YOU, MAC?
MAC! MAC, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
>> Mac: I'M GOING HOME.
>> Bloo: HOME? NO!
WE'RE JUST HAVING FUN, BABY CAKES -- FUN FOR MATURE,
MANLY MEN SUCH AS US.
NO, DON'T GO!
DON'T LEAVE ME, MAC.
I NEED YOU!
>> Mac: I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS.
I HAVE SOME IMPORTANT STUFF I GOT TO TAKE CARE OF.
>> Bloo: STUFF? STUFF?
YOU MEAN STUFF LIKE...
THE WEDDING?!
>> Mac: OH, YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?
>> Bloo: MAC, WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE BEST FRIENDS.
I MEAN, AREN'T I THE BEST MAN?
>> Mac: YOU?
HA! YOU'RE KIDDING, RIGHT?
>> Bloo: OH!
WELL, THEN, WHO IS IT, HMM?
>> Mac: I DON'T KNOW.
JUST SOME GUY, I GUESS.
>> Bloo: JUST SOME GUY?
>> Mac: KEN.
I THINK HIS NAME IS KEN.
>> Bloo: YOU THINK?!
>> Mac: YOU ARE ACTING SO WEIRD.
WHAT ARE YOU GETTING SO WORKED UP ABOUT?
>> Bloo: WHAT AM I GETTING -- OH!
[ STAMMERING ] OH! OH!
>> Mac: YOU'VE CHANGED, BLOO.
>> Bloo: I'VE CHANGED?!
[ STAMMERING ] STOP RIGHT THERE, MISTER.
IF YOU WALK OUT THAT DOOR, WE ARE THROUGH.
DO YOU HEAR ME?!
FINE! GOOD RIDDANCE!
>> Bloo: [ Crying ] OH, MAC!
[ SOBBING ] ALL GONE.
ALL GONE! ALL GONE!
ALL GONE!
[ BOTH SOBBING ] >> Monsieur Oui: OH, CRUEL PAIN.
IT IS TOO MUCH TO BEAR.
[ SOBBING CONTINUES ] [ TOILET FLUSHES ]
[ SOBBING CONTINUES ] >> Bloo: NO. NO!
>> Monsieur Oui: WHOA-HO!
>> Bloo: I'M NOT GONNA LET SOME DUMB, SMELLY, GROWN GIRL STEAL
MY BESTEST BUDDY.
HE'S MINE, MINE, I TELL YOU!
AND IF I CAN'T HAVE HIM, THEN NO ONE WILL!
>> Monsieur Oui: SACRé BLEU.
I NEED HELP.
>> Bloo: I'M GOING TO STOP MAC'S WEDDING!
>> Wilt: HEY, BLOO, HOW'S IT -- >> Bloo: NOT NOW, WILT.
I'M ON A MISSION.
>> Frankie: BLOO, DID YOU REMEMBER TO --
>> Bloo: CAN'T.
>> Ed: HOLA, BLOO.
YOU WANT TO PLAY CHECKERS?
>> Khones: HEY, BLOO, YOU WANT TO -- AHH!
>> Fluffer: HI, BLOO.
WHAT'S A FIVE-LETTER WORD -- >> Bloo: SCRAM!
>> Fluffer: THANKS!
>> HEY, BLOO.
>> HOW YOU DOING?
>> HAVE YOU SEEN FRANKIE?
WHOA!
>> DO YOU KNOW -- AHH!
>> HEY, BLOO, CHECK OUT THE -- >> HEY, BLOO, WHERE'S THE FIRE?
>> Bloo: NOW, THEN, IF I WERE A WEDDING, WHERE WOULD I BE?
NOPE.
NO.
NOT HERE EITHER.
DESPERATE TIMES CALL FOR DESPERATE MEASURES.
[ PANTING ] I THOUGHT THERE'D AT LEAST BE AN
INVITATION HERE SOMEWHERE.
>> IF ANYONE SHALL FIND REASON FOR THESE TWO NOT TO BE MARRIED,
LET THEM SPEAK NOW OR FOREVER HOLD THEIR PEACE.
>> Bloo: I FIND REASON!
[ ALL GASP ] OPERATION PARTY POOP!
[ SCREAMING ] >> Mac: BLOO, THAT WAS BANANAS!
I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW PERFECTLY OUR PLAN WORKED.
YOU EXECUTED IT WITH SUCH PRECISION, SUCH FINESSE.
>> Bloo: WELL.
>> Mac: OH, IT'S SO GREAT TO HAVE THE OLD BLOO BACK INSTEAD
OF THAT BORING, OLD BOB.
>> YOU!
YOU RUINED THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!
>> Bloo: QUIET, YOU.
YOU DON'T DESERVE SOMEONE LIKE MAC.
MAC IS A LOVING, CARING, DEVOTED FRIEND.
YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A TWO-TIMING SNAKE IN THE GRASS.
>> WHAT?!
>> Bloo: DON'T PLAY COY WITH ME.
I SAW YOU KISSING THE BEST MAN.
[ ALL GASP ] >> AAAAAAHH!
>> Bloo: MAC, I CAN'T LET YOU GET MARRIED.
I KNOW THAT SOMEDAY YOU WILL GROW UP AND MOVE ON, BUT NOT
NOW.
YOU'RE TOO YOUNG, TOO FUN, AND...WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH
THAT PILLOW?
>> Mac: BLOO, I'M NOT THE ONE WHO'S GETTING MARRIED.
I'M 8.
I'M THE RING BEARER.
>> Bloo: SAY WHAT?
>> Mac: THIS IS MY COUSIN TAMMY'S WEDDING.
>> Bloo: YOU'RE NOT GETTING MARRIED?
AND YOU'RE NOT GROWN UP?
>> Mac: UH, NOT THAT I KNOW OF.
>> Bloo: AND YOU'RE NOT GETTING RID OF ME?
>> Mac: UM, NO.
>> Bloo: OH.
[ CHUCKLES ] OOPSIE.
WELL, THEN, I'VE GOT JUST ONE LAST THING TO SAY.
RUN!
>> Mac: SO, UH, WHAT DO YOU FEEL LIKE DOING?
>> Bloo: WELL, I STILL HAVE A BUNCH OF MARBLES AND SOME
CORN-OIL BALLOONS LEFT.
>> Mac: YOU KNOW, DUCHESS IS HAVING ANOTHER TEA PARTY.
>> Bloo: LET'S SYNCHRONIZE OUR WATCHES.
>> Both: [ LAUGH ] KIDS RULE!
>> Duchess: DARLING, YOU HAVE OUTDONE YOURSELF.
IT WAS A LOT OF HARD WORK, BUT I'D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU.
YOU ARE THE MOST SOPHISTICATED AND MATURE PERSON IN THE WHOLE
HOUSE.
OH, STOP, YOU ARE EMBARRASSING ME.
WHY, EVERYONE KNOWS IT IS YOU THAT IS THE MOST SOPHISTICATED.
COME, LET US TOAST TO ME!
[ LAUGHTER ] >> Monsieur Oui: COME WITH ME TO
THE ROOF.
MONSIEUR OUI LOVES COMPANY.