Crazy Birds (2019) Movie Script

Welcome

to Fernville,

where your dreams can come true,

if you believe and

want it badly enough.

Fernville's

finally hosting

a singing competition, you guys.

I can't wait.

My biggest dream is to

participate

and sing the best I ever sang.

Are you gonna sign up for

the singing competition, Ronda?

It's open to all animals,

even if you're not a bird.

I'm thinking of

entering the competition.

I do love to sing, even though

I do it in private mostly,

but I'm getting better.

I'll have to tell

my Uncle Polly.

He migrated to

Florida last winter.

He'll probably fly

back in for this.

Does he still do the

Tony Bennet impression?

Every Friday and

Saturday night

at Beak Beach's

Wings and Things.

Cool.

You should totally sign up.

It'll be fun with all

three of us competing.

Maybe we could even

perform as a trio.

Wow, yeah.

Oh, I don't know about that,

I'd probably ruin both

your chances. I'm a gorilla,

and I've never sung in front

of an audience in my life,

only under the waterfall,

all by myself.

Hey, I'll bet the acoustics

are great under a waterfall.

It probably lends your

voice out really deep

and super rich tone.

I gotta try that.

It's deep and rich, all right.

It makes me sound like

even more of a brute.

If I beat my chest with my fist,

you'd expect Tarzan to

swing by on his vines.

Oh Ronda, don't be

so hard on yourself.

I'm sure your

voice is just lovely.

Lovely.

Right.

Well listen, in this world,

you can do

anything you put

your mind to, we all can.

All you gotta do is

want it, prepare for it,

and give it your best shot.

That's right.

I for one can't wait to

hear you sing, Ronda,

and if you'd like to perform

with us, I'm all for it.

Aww, shucks, thanks, you guys.

You sure know how to

make a gal feel better.

Come on.

Let's go find out how we

sign up for this competition.

I think try-outs

are coming soon.

Yeah.

♪ Wading in the water ♪

♪ The pond is getting deep ♪

♪ And playing with an otter ♪

♪ And laughing with the sheep ♪

♪ My tail is whippin' round ♪

♪ And my belly's feelin' cool ♪

♪ My voice makes pretty sounds ♪

♪ My mama didn't raise no fool ♪

Hey, that's some hot number

you beltin' out there, hippo.

You write that yourself?

Oh, I didn't know

anyone was listening.

I'm always listening, kid.

It's my job to listen.

Allow me to introduce myself.

My name's Ace Saltlick.

I'm a talent scout from the

famous producer, Marlon Pintop.

You probably heard of him.

Probably?

Who hasn't heard

of Marlon Pintop?

Actually, I heard he was dead.

Dead?

Marlon?

That's crazy talk.

Don't believe

everything you read, kid,

especially in

those hippo papers.

Dirt rags, all of 'em.

Mr. Pintop took

an extended vacation

in Barbados, that's all.

Guy doesn't release a hit

single for three months,

and these losers

are writing him off.

Marlon's slipping.

Marlon's losing his touch.

We've heard it all.

Now, Marlon's dead.

I can't wait to tell him that

one.

The boss gets a kick out of

these things, let me tell ya.

What's your name?

I'm Tiny.

No, really.

It is.

I'm Tiny.

My name is Tiny.

Any questions?

Pleasure to meet ya, Tiny.

Likewise.

So, is Marlon working on

anything new?

Marlon?

Working on anything new?

Kid, Marlon's got 10 plates

in the air at any given time.

Pick one.

Oh, that's so good to

hear, I loved his albums

with Justin Timberwolf, they

were my favorites growing up.

You and everyone else, kid.

You and everyone else.

I got news for you.

They collaboratin' again,

as we speak.

Really?

Really.

But that's between you and me.

Don't tell anybody.

Oh, I won't, my lips

are sealed, hippo's honor.

Mr. Pintop will announce

it when the time's right.

Till then, they workin',

I'm scoutin'.

Scouting?

Scouting for what?

I'm glad you asked, kid.

I'm scouting for talent.

Talent?

Raw talent, the kind you

can't manufacture in a studio.

Oh.

You mean real singers.

Exactly.

Well, good luck,

there are lots

of talented birds in Fernville.

You oughta find Marshall,

and Mimi, they're the best.

Hold on there, kid.

Mr. Pintop's got his finger

on the pulse of pop culture,

and he says hippos

are the next big thing.

He does?

Figuratively speaking.

Oh my!

Who are we to argue, right?

His track record

speaks for itself.

Yes, it sure does!

And I'll tell you

one more thing.

He's got his eye on this

upcoming singing competition.

He does?!

He does.

Kid, how would you like to land

an in-person audition with

Marlon Pintop?

How would I?

It would be a dream come true.

But, oh, but I could never.

Why not?

I'm just a hippopotamus.

True that.

But look, get your

song down and come

to Marlon Pintop's office at

6:00 sharp.

He'll hear you out one-on-one.

Let you know where you stand.

Oh my, is this really

happening?

If I had a banana for

every time I heard that,

I'd be one big monkey.

Should I sing a

particular style,

or just whatever I'm best at?

Sing what you feel, kid.

If it doesn't come from

the heart, scrap it,

'cause it ain't gonna

be good enough.

Marlon doesn't just listen

to the notes and keys.

He listens to your soul.

Oh.

It's true what they

say about him, you know.

He's a genius, with a one in

a lifetime eye for talent.

I don't doubt it.

Oh dear.

I'm getting nervous.

Wrangle them

butterflies, Tiny.

Rookies choke, but pros deliver.

You wanna take the next

step in your career,

it's time to rise to the

occasion.

Yes!

This is the first step in

the rest of your life, Tiny.

We'll expect to see you at

the castle at six sharp.

But if Timberwolf calls,

your audition is off, got it?

Oh, okay.

I'd reschedule anytime Marlon

could see me, it's no problem.

Well you're not listening.

I didn't say he'll

reschedule you.

I said he'll cancel you.

That'll be the end of your shot.

Maybe you could clean up the

studio at the end of the day,

but that's about it.

Oh, I see.

On Marlon Pintop's and

Justin Timberwolf's level,

you can pretty much

call your own shots.

That's show business, kid.

But hey, look at

the bright side.

A minute ago, you were

singing to the gnats.

Now, you're rubbing

shanks with legends.

See you at six.

Oh, okay.

What an amazing opportunity.

Thank you, Ace.

Six sharp.

You're a second late,

you lose your shot.

No second chances.

Got it.

Now, finish that

song of yours for me.

I like what I was hearing.

Oh, okay.

♪ The sun, it's sinking lower ♪

♪ Dark shadows cross the land ♪

♪ The horse lies in his stable ♪

♪ But the cows, ♪

♪ they always stand ♪

This is gonna be funny.

♪ There is a reason to believe ♪

♪ That you're meant

to be with me ♪

♪ 'Cause when you

hold me tight ♪

♪ All the lights within

me shine ♪

♪ When you're showing

me the stars ♪

♪ And you say we can go far ♪

♪ Weather sways

is good for you ♪

♪ And baby I am going too ♪

Wow, that was

incredible, Mimi.

Your pitch, your key,

every note.

Your voice is perfect.

Oh Marshall,

thank you so much.

But don't say those things,

you're making me self-conscious.

I wouldn't say it if

it weren't true, Memes.

I have a confession to make.

A confession?

What is it?

I'd be just as happy

being eliminated by you

as I would be by winning it all,

and Mimi, I hope you win.

Marshall, that's so

sweet of you.

But I have to admit,

I hope that you win.

Well, I guess both of our

chances of winning just doubled.

Hey Dave.

Hey guys, did you

hear the news?

What news?

Tiny got called up to

Marlon Pintop's office

for a singing audition.

Whoa.

Really?

I thought Marlon Pintop

was dead.

Nope.

Apparently he was

just on vacation.

Oh wow.

That's terrible news!

Yeah, it's awful.

I mean, not about Pintop

being alive, of course.

Of course.

You guys aren't happy for her?

We would be,

if it were an audition

for anybody but Marlon Pintop.

Yeah, Pintop's a real snake.

He's an anteater, actually.

You know what I mean, Woody.

The last thing a nice

hippo like Tiny needs

is to get mixed up with that

creep Marlon,

or any of his fame hounds.

Right.

Tiny's such a sweet hippo.

Innocent and kind, and she's

aspired to sing forever.

Pintop's done this kind of

thing before.

He always tricks unsuspecting

animals into paying him

to groom their careers, as if

they have careers to groom.

We oughta warn Tiny not to

waste her time with that jerk.

But Marshall, wait.

Do you think the

truth will shatter

Tiny's dreams of singing?

I think what she'll be

subjected to in that office

will demoralize her more

than anything we might say.

You're right.

Let's go find her now,

before she makes

a mistake she can't take back.

I wish I could take

back my mistake.

Your mistake?

What mistake did

you make, Woody?

When I was young,

Marlon told me

I had golden pipes, and

was destined for stardom.

He told me I was gonna go far.

Only I didn't know just how

far he was talkin' about.

Oh no, what happened, Woody?

Marlon booked me a singing gig

aboard a Starlight

cruise line ship

that set sail the next day.

21 shows a week.

Hmm.

That actually sounds

like a lot of fun.

What went wrong?

The ship never docked.

We circled the ocean

for months on end.

We ran out of food,

and I ended up getting

polyps on my vocal

cords, and lost my voice.

But they still wouldn't

give me a break.

I had to start every

show on time, every time.

And take requests,

and do encores.

It was like a nightmare.

Woody, that's horrible!

How did you manage

to get out of it?

I bided my time, waited

till I caught sight of land,

then jumped overboard

and swam for it.

You what?

That sounds dangerous.

It was.

It was like a five-mile

backstroke

through shark-infested waters.

Good thing I'm an otter,

slick and speedy,

otherwise I'd have

been a goner for sure.

Let's go talk to Tiny.

Right, let's go.

I'm so excited about

this audition, Ronda.

It could be the start of

something big!

The fulfillment of all my

dreams since I was a wee hippo.

Be careful, Tiny.

I mean, why is this scout

so interested in you

if you've never even

sung in public before?

Because he head

something in my voice,

something that told

him I could be a star.

They're trained to recognize

this kinda thing, you know?

Yeah, I still think

it's strange.

Marshall, Mimi, I have

great news to tell you!

We know.

We heard.

You did?

About Marlon Pintop?

We did.

But how?

Woody told us.

Woody?

That eavesdropping river otter.

I should've known, he's

always slinking around.

Oh well, isn't it great?

We don't think

you should go, Tiny.

What?

But why?

Marlon Pintop's no good.

Everybody in Fernville

knows that.

He tells lies, plays games,

and takes advantage of animals.

And what he did to poor

Woody was unforgivable!

You mean the

cruise ship story?

It changes a little

every time he tells it.

It started off being

a two day cruise

that ran an hour

later than planned.

Then it turned

into a fuel problem,

then it turned into

a capsizing boat,

then a 10-yard swim to shore,

then a two-mile swim to shore,

then a swim through

piranha-infested waters,

then through

jellyfish-infested waters,

then shark-infested waters.

That's the version we heard.

Five miles with sharks.

Ha, well my Aunt Bertha

was on that cruise,

and she told me what

really happened.

She said Woody got distracted

by a school of fish

and dove overboard during

his opening number,

ruining the night's

entertainment for all the guests.

They threw lifesavers

and circled back for him,

but he wouldn't

stop chasing fish.

He swam around and

around like a lunatic

until he exhausted

himself and had to be

hauled back onboard

like a wet rag.

Wow.

That sounds

more feasible, actually.

And Marlon Pintop had

nothing to do with that cruise,

other than holding a standing

reservation

that he never filled because

he said Starlight cruise lines

weren't classy enough for

him and his entourage.

I can believe that.

Although Woody's version of

events sure sounded feasible.

Either way, Marlon Pintop

has done lots of animals wrong,

and crushed countless

dreams in the name

of fame and fortune.

Right, you should think

long and hard about it, Tiny,

before you decide.

Thank you for

your concern, guys.

It's nice to have friends

like you who care,

but I can take care

of myself, honest.

Why don't you

let me go with you, Tiny?

Mimi, no!

I do appreciate the offer,

Mimi, but you're a songbird,

I can't take you to

my private audition.

If Marlon heard you sing,

he'd send me packing

as soon as you opened your beak.

She's got a point, Memes.

We must ensure Tiny's safety.

I know, I'll take

Ronda with me.

That's a great idea.

Yeah.

All right, if nothing

comes of it,

at the very least we'll

have a story to tell

about that time we went to an

audition

for famous superstar

producer Marlon Pintop.

Or about that time

you went to audition

for famous superstar

producer Marlon Pintop,

and I just played third wheel.

Insignificant details.

What do you say,

Ronda, girl's day out?

Oh, okay.

Yay!

But if anyone

invites me to sing,

I'm gonna belt it

out loud and proud.

I'd expect nothin'

less, sister.

Come on, we have a trip to plan.

Don't forget,

Mimi and I will be here

in case you need us.

♪ All you have to

do is reach out and ♪

Call your pals.

♪ We'll be here if you need ♪

We'll be here if you need.

I'm tellin' you,

Marlon, this hippo kid's

got a voice like claws on a

chalkboard.

But in a totally messed

up way, she's got style.

With a little nudge this

way, and big shove that way,

you might could turn her into

something.

I'm a very busy anteater, Ace.

You know this.

But I'll humor

your find, this time.

Thanks Marlon, you won't

regret it.

Well, at least I think so,

anyway.

We'll see about that.

Either way, it's no

skin off my snout.

I have a brand new

protege who's gearing up

to take the world by storm.

You do?

Mind if I ask who it is, boss?

Not at all.

Everyone will find out

soon enough, anyway.

I'm telling you Ace, this

kid's got billion-dollar pipes.

He sings, he croons, he screams,

he raps, he does it all.

His take on the oldies is

effortless.

His pop is poppin'.

His freestyle's clean.

This kid's a once in

a lifetime find.

He's got star written

all over him.

Hopefully he didn't write

it in permanent marker.

I didn't mean it was

literally written on him,

I meant the kid oozes charisma.

He sweats raw talent.

The mic and the

camera both love him.

Wow, he sounds like

something else, boss.

What's his name?

His name's Brad.

Brad?

That's it?

Just Brad?

Of course that's not it.

He may have been

born Brad, but now that

I've got ahold of him, he'll be

known as

Lil Wings Fresh Quills.

I love it, something memorable.

Artistic chic, combined

with instant street cred.

Marlon, you're a genius.

Of course I am.

You just wait and see, Ace.

On the strength of

Lil Wings's lil wings,

I'm headed straight back

to the top of the charts.

Nice.

Now, let's have some fun

with this hippo of yours.

Absolutely.

It's almost six.

She should be here any minute.

I made a point to tell her

not to be a second late.

Ha, I really love it

when they sweat the clock,

it really brings out the

desperation in their eyes.

I know, right?

How much longer?

A little on foot?

A little while longer.

It's all the way

in the city, Ronda.

Nervous, huh?

Nervous?

Nah.

I'm scared to death.

There's nothing

to be scared of.

We'll just go in, you'll

give it your best shot,

have fun, and let the

bananas fall where they may.

But what if things go wrong?

What if Marlon doesn't like me?

What if I forget my verses?

What if I choke?

Tiny, all you ever have to do

is follow your instincts

and listen to your heart.

You think so?

I know so.

Ah, you're right, let's go.

You think Tiny and Ronda

made it to Pintop by now?

If not, they should arrive any

time.

I hope this thing's legit

and Tiny has a good time.

Me too.

I just want to see them

both get back home safe,

and not too disappointed.

'Sup, players?

Lil Wings up in here,

how you all keepin' it?

Excuse me?

Lotta folks got that reaction

to Lil,

know what I'm saying?

That's a'ight, here.

I'll lay down a little

sumin'-sumin',

fresh like a river salmon.

Wait, what's happening?

♪ You see me creepin' like a

panther ♪

♪ Creepin', creepin',

chasin' jazz like a panther ♪

♪ Reapin', reapin',

coming to your doorstep ♪

♪ But I ain't got no invitation ♪

♪ Mixing styles like salad,

then I add more capers ♪

Wow.

Pretty fly, right?

For an eagle.

My second track talks all

about that.

Here's a sample.

Oh, no, that's okay.

♪ My daddy was an eagle

and my mama a dove ♪

♪ They soared high in the skies

before they fell in love ♪

♪ Seven brothers and a

sister in a nest for three ♪

♪ You thought you knew about

bird life ♪

♪ Then you all met me ♪

My head hurts.

What did you say your

name was again, Mister?

Lil Wings Fresh Quills, my

man.

Smashing suckers and

bumpin' track's my game.

Ah, I see.

Have you smashed any

suckers lately, Mister Quills?

Just y'all, and y'all

can call me Lil Wings.

Or El, or Dove, or Freshy, or Q.

Okay.

Thanks.

No problem, softie.

Softie?

Yep, y'all soft, you heard me?

Well, I mean, we're songbirds.

Oh, I see that.

Y'all need to find a

birdcage and get on in,

know what I'm sayin'?

♪ Lil Wings Fresh Quills

is blasting through ♪

♪ With mad new style and

catchy rhymes for you ♪

♪ Standin' in the midway,

y'all gonna get hurt ♪

♪ I don't write nothin'

down, think it up and blurt ♪

Obviously.

Are you here for the

singing competition tryouts?

Pshaw, sho' enough.

Y'all spectatin'?

No, we're singing.

Get out, y'all?

Yeah, us.

Why do you ask?

I don't know, y'all's

like little pigeons in that,

pickin' breadcrumbs up outside

the deli.

Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.

For your information,

chickens go cluck cluck,

and you don't know us.

We were singing in the bird

choir when you were still

picking your name off of a

Scrabble board.

Ooh, I like that.

I'm gonna steal that from you.

Feel free.

♪ Free, as a bird ♪

♪ I'm comin' in like kamikaze ♪

♪ Surprising you in your window,

I be yelling yo, Yahtzee ♪

♪ Try your backup lines

and lock your cages tight ♪

♪ If you battling dub,

gonna be a long long night ♪

♪ That's off my third single

called Droppins in Your Eye. ♪

What exactly do you want, Lil

Wings?

Why are we talking?

I just seen y'all hanging out

here

and was gonna invite you

to watch the tryouts.

I mean, I ain't tryin' out so

much

as sampling some of my new

material,

so it's more an exclusive

private show

for those in attendance, really.

Well, thanks for

thinking of us, Mr. Quills,

but we'll see you on stage.

Have it your way, softie.

♪ But know this, all ye who

enter here ♪

♪ That dry shaky feathers is in

the air ♪

♪ Of going up against the eagle ♪

♪ When you're all just sparrows ♪

♪ You throwin' spitballs,

but I got flamin' arrows ♪

Can't touch me.

Later, suckers.

- Wow.

- There are no words.

Well, well, well.

Look who the cat dragged in.

Good luck, Tiny.

You have to say "break a leg,"

good luck's bad luck in show

business.

Okay!

Break a leg!

Break all your legs!

Just one will do.

Right.

So, in one place or

like, multiple fractures?

Just the break, no more detail

required.

Oh, okay.

Tick, tock, tock, like

sand through the hourglass

of your hopes and dreams, kid.

You're late.

Oh, sorry, Mr. Pintop, but you

see,

we come from the jungle.

We?

Who's the ape?

That's my friend Ronda.

Ronda?

Say, anybody ever tell ya

you look like King Kong?

You should try for the movies.

Ah, thanks?

Now hippo, are you ready to

seize

your dreams by the horns?

Are you ready to take

control of your destiny?

Are you ready to turn

fantasy into reality?

Yes.

What?

I can't hear you.

Yes.

What?!

Yes!

Very well, then.

Wasting your time wastes my

time, Tiny,

and Marlon Pintop detests

wasting time.

Do you understand?

Yes!

Are you ready to sing for me?

Yes!

Do you have a song prepared?

Yes.

Then let's hear it.

Right now?

Can you believe that

Lil Wings character?

What a clown!

Little Wings Fresh Quills?

As goofy as he was, we'll

probably remember him forever.

How can we forget?

He was totally ridiculous.

Tiny, Ronda, you're back.

How did it go?

Terrible.

Marlon only called me out

there to make fun of me.

It was totally humiliating!

Oh no, I'm so sorry to hear

that, Tiny.

How terrible!

You both warned me, it's

nothing

I shouldn't have seen coming.

I should've listened to

you guys in the first place

and spared myself the

embarrassment.

Oh, Tiny, it's nothing you

should've dealt with at all.

You're better than that.

I can see that now.

Success sure isn't all

that it's cracked up to be.

On the contrary, Tiny.

There's nothing wrong with

success or accomplishments.

It's other people's

perception of your success

that's the problem.

Well, I've learned my lesson.

I don't wanna be a singer

anymore.

If being in show business means

dealing

with monsters like

Marlon, it's not worth it.

I'll let talented performers

like you birds do the singing,

and I'll cheer you on.

That sounds nice, Tiny.

And look at it this way,

at least you realize

what's really important in life,

and you didn't have to waste any

time

wallowing in the wrong ponds to

do it.

Performing is fun, but friends

and family are forever.

That's right.

Imagine this, that creep told me

I reminded him of King Kong.

Can you believe it?

Hmm.

Well.

Hey gang, are y'all

headed to the singing

competition tryouts?

Oh, when are they?

Right now!

On stage in Fernville town

square.

Whoa.

With all these distractions, we

almost

just missed the tryouts.

Are you guys still gonna

get up and strut your stuff?

- Hmm.

After Tiny's bad

experience, I'm not so sure.

Oh, you should, both of you.

You birds are such great

singers!

Don't let my story

about some two-bit bully

keep you from singing

the song in your hearts.

That's right, sing it loud.

Okay, okay, I'm convinced.

Let's go, Memes.

Okay, I'm in.

Great, there's still time to

enter!

All right, everybody.

Welcome to the singing

competition open mic tryouts.

Come one, come all.

Show what you got, and

see where you stand.

If this year's like our past

years,

we're looking forward to

an entertaining afternoon

of talented songsmiths and crazy

crooners!

Now, like I said, this stage is

open.

Don't let the spotlight deter

you.

If you have a song on your lips,

come up and let us hear it.

You never know what could

happen.

You might even be the

next Clambake Shelton!

Or Gwen Starfishy.

Woohoo, I'm raring to go!

Let's do this.

I know you just had a

terrible time with Pintop, Tiny,

but why don't ya get up

there and sing for everyone?

You'll feel better, and

whether you advance or not,

you'll do it on your own terms.

I think that's a great idea.

I don't know.

I've been thinking maybe

songwriting is for me.

Freeforming is so much pressure.

Who needs it?

Listen, what is that?

Emmet, is that you?

Are you nervous, buddy?

I've always wanted

to sing, but I've never

been on stage before.

It's so bright.

I didn't know it'd be so bright!

It's okay, just sing to us.

We're your friends.

Yeah, focus on us and

block out everything else.

What if I get heckled?

What if they start throwing

stuff?

It's not that kinda

crowd, Emmet, trust me.

Okay, here we go.

This young eagle insists on

being

the afternoon's first

singer, and he wanted me

to tell you all that he's

normally much,

and I stress much, harder edged

than he'll show us here today.

Please give a warm Fernville

welcome to

Little Wings Fresh Quilts.

On second thought,

Emmet, maybe wait a minute

and see how things go.

Yeah, hang tight, buddy.

Yo, what'd you call me?

Little Wings Fresh Quilts?

It's Lil, dog.

Lil.

Lil Wings Fresh Quills, ya heard

me?

Fresh Quills.

Oh, I apologize.

Ladies and gentlemen,

put your paws, hooves,

and wings together for

Lil Wings Fresh Quills!

Yeah, one, two, one, two.

Wait till you guys

get a load of this.

Who's this joker?

Oh, you'll see.

Yeah, but you might wish you

hadn't.

♪ My name is Wings, see ♪

♪ You wanna step to me ♪

♪ I'll rap you under the table ♪

♪ Rap you back to your tree ♪

♪ I got the widest wingspan

in this whole darn land ♪

♪ All you falcons and owls,

you better understand ♪

♪ Monkey can show my eyesight's

keen ♪

♪ Many know what I mean ♪

♪ And when I saw y'all want some

more ♪

♪ And when I dive, y'all feel

alive ♪

♪ So now throw your wings in the

air ♪

♪ I said yeah, throw

them wings in the air ♪

♪ If you wanna fly with me,

well come outside with me ♪

♪ All you suckers in the crowd,

you cannot hide from me ♪

♪ From the mountains and

the treetops to the bay ♪

♪ Little Wings Fresh

Quills is here to stay ♪

That's a mic drop, suckers.

Wow.

Oh my goodness.

We warned you.

It's okay if you need

a minute to regroup.

Oh man.

I don't know if that

was good or bad or what.

All I know is I can't follow it.

I need to reevaluate my life.

I'm going home, guys.

What?

Come on, Em.

You've been looking

forward to this competition

ever since it was announced.

That's right, I've been

listening

to you practice for weeks!

And I've lost countless hours

of sleep

listening to you practice.

We all have.

You guys don't use earplugs?

No, do they help?

I sleep like a baby bird.

Don't hear a thing.

Oh, that makes me feel better.

Don't take it personally,

Emmet.

Some of us just need peace and

quiet to fall sound asleep.

Not warbling and screeching.

Come on, little buddy.

Get up there and do a song.

I was gonna until I saw that

last guy.

What's his name again?

Phil Sings and Washes Quilts?

Lil Wings Fresh Quills.

Yeah, that.

I just can't compete with that,

guys.

I was thinkin' it'd be a

fun afternoon singin' songs

with my best friends, not that.

It's all too, I don't know,

careerist for my taste.

Okay, Em.

If you're sure.

I'm sure.

I just wanna sit on my

rock and listen to the wind

whistle through the trees.

That's music to my ears.

You don't have ears, Emmet.

I have ear holes.

I can hear just fine.

We understand, Emmet.

We'll see you later

after tryouts are over.

Okay, later guys!

Too bad Lil Wings went first.

His performance broke Emmet

mentally.

Yeah, it's too bad.

If we could've taken the first

slots,

I bet he'd have had a great

time.

Show business.

It's for the birds.

Okay.

That was Lil Wings Fresh Quills.

And next up is, anybody?

Anybody at all?

Sing any song you like,

any way you like it.

Any style, any tempo, any genre.

Any at all.

Solo, duet, or group.

Everyone and anyone is welcome.

Don't get cold paws,

hooves, fins, or wings,

just let the music move you.

Now once again, who's next?

Shall we?

Let's.

Go get 'em.

Knock 'em dead.

Okay, we've all been waiting

for these two to show up.

What's a singing competition

without the songbirds, right?

Am I right?

Say hello to Marshall and Mimi.

Take it away, birdies.

Well lookie here.

Them two don't stand a bird's

chance on a helicopter pad,

know what I'm sayin'?

Bah, that's offensive, those

are our friends up there.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Welcome to entertainment, toots.

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ You're my best friend,

you're my everything ♪

♪ You're my cloud, you're my

happy dream ♪

♪ You're my dude, you're

my favorite thing ♪

♪ Now we can sing ♪

♪ Whoa, side by side

on the way to school ♪

♪ Side by side,

playing to be cool ♪

♪ Side by side,

having fun with you ♪

♪ Fun with you ♪

♪ You're my friend, oh ♪

♪ My best friend, whoa ♪

♪ I'm your friend ♪

♪ Your very best friend ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ You're my friend, oh ♪

♪ My best friend, whoa ♪

♪ I'm your friend ♪

♪ I'm your very best friend ♪

Oh.

Oh yeah.

Yay!

Woohoo!

You go guys.

What?

That sounded like bird

droppings, know what I'm saying?

Ain't no way they sound better

than Lil Wings, you heard?

I'm gonna win it all, mark my

words.

Win it all.

That was so much fun!

How'd we sound?

Great.

Super duper!

Awesome.

Hey Lil Wings!

Pfft.

Oh, somebody's not happy.

That jerk had the audacity to

come up

and badmouth you guys.

Yeah, to your best friends, no

less.

We set him straight.

That's right.

Well, you know what they say.

The loudest bird in the forest

is usually the most insecure.

Wow, I mean, just wow.

Marshall and Mimi, you birds

have outdone yourselves.

We'll be listening again

in the championship round,

I'm sure.

Woohoo!

Yay!

Okay, moving right along.

I ask you, Fernville, who's

next?

Step right up.

I see you all out there,

thinking about it,

thinking about it, I see

monkeys, I see hippos,

I see orangutans, I see

capuchins, I see macaques,

I even see river trout.

There's no shame here, only

melodies.

So let's hear what you got.

Bring it!

Hey Tiny, what do you

say, wanna have some fun?

Sure, why not?

♪ It's a new day ♪

Yeah!

Let 'em hear it, girls.

♪ Yeah ♪

All right.

Look who we have here.

Now, stop me if you've

heard this one before.

A hippo and a gorilla walk on

stage.

Awkward.

Yeah.

Take it away, girls.

Ready Tiny?

As ready as I'll ever be.

♪ I picked you up, I might

be home much later tonight ♪

♪ You tried to hide your

behavior ♪

♪ But now I've

spotted your lies ♪

♪ And I know, I know who you

been with ♪

♪ Did you think about me ♪

Woohoo!

♪ And now I'm gonna make you ♪

♪ Sorry for the things that

you been keeping lately ♪

Yay!

♪ Don't mess with mine ♪

♪ I'm not the

kinda girl who needs ♪

♪ Attention off a man like you ♪

♪ If you find that

you're left behind ♪

♪ I hope you realize ♪

♪ You must stop ♪

Woohoo!

Yay!

I'm so glad you got up

and sang for everyone, Tiny.

Ditto.

Did it feel good?

It felt great, I'm glad I did

it, too.

Thanks for twisting my ear,

Ronda,

I don't think I would've

done it without you.

Don't mention it, that's

what friends are for.

Well, I want to take this

opportunity

to thank all you guys.

You're all so important to me.

Today's really made me

see that even though

we might have had bad days,

misfortunes,

or setbacks once in a while,

it's never

the end of the world, and the

only one

who can beat us is us.

Shout it out loud, sister!

If I wasn't surrounded by

good friends who care about me,

that visit to Pintop's

office probably would've

put me off singing forever.

It was so horrible.

Poor Tiny.

But now I see that it was just

a thing,

and not my thing at all.

If other folks want to live that

way

and spend their time around

those kinds of folks,

they can have it.

I'm gonna sing whenever I feel

like it.

For my friends, for my

loved ones, for anyone

who's moved and motivated by

music.

That's the Tiny we all know

and love.

Yeah, welcome back, girl.

I knew your fire

hadn't been extinguished.

You're right, it's

burning brighter than ever,

and I can't wait for

the competition finals.

It's gonna be so fun.

Marlon, you said I was a

shoe-in.

You said Lil Wings was

taking the world by storm.

But them stupid birds

got the better of me,

in front of everybody.

Calm down, Q, calm down.

Stardom ebbs and flows.

You've got to know how to ride

your wave.

Huh?

What wave?

You mean a typhoon's

fixin' to hit our jungle?

It means there's levels to

this.

Oh.

Well, I done got showed up,

bird.

Ain't used to hearing

boos, know what I'm saying?

I mean, there was cheering too,

but I heard them boos, y'all.

Jealousy.

That's right, Q.

It's important to realize,

no matter how hot you are,

or how hard you crush it,

there will be folks out there

whose only vested interest

is in seeing you fail.

Suckers.

Straight suckers.

Tune them out, Q.

Relegate them to the

background where they belong.

It's just white noise.

What if that noise

catches on, though,

like what if they start

booing me whenever I turn up,

like it becomes a

thing to boo Lil Wings?

Then we turn it against them.

The pop culture game

isn't hard to play, Q.

What you mean, Marlon?

If they start booing

you at events,

we'll cut a new single.

Boo the Q, catchy as all

get-out,

with a hook that sticks

in their ears for days,

like a bee sting.

We'll reinvent those

boos, turning them into

the way they cheer for you.

Then it won't matter if the

whole planet

boos you from every mountaintop.

It'll only mean they're

getting down to the new Q.

Can you dig it?

Yeah.

I can dig that.

Ha.

Mind-blowing, Marlon.

You're such a genius.

My eyes are twitching.

Take a baby aspirin.

Okay.

The sooner you wrap

your head around the idea

that you're a star, Q,

you'll be unstoppable.

Remember, stars aren't made,

they're born.

I see what you did there.

Shut up, Ace.

Yep.

First stop, we win

that singing competition

and show Fernville what

real talent sounds like.

Next stop, we drop your

new album on the world

and start climbing the charts.

By my top 200 mathematical

calculations,

your first single will hit

number one on week three.

Week three?

Nah.

Why we gotta wait?

It should hit right away.

Boom, like boom!

Soon as they hear it,

like uh, uh, uh-huh, uh.

♪ I'm Lil Wings and I

sings, but my game is big ♪

♪ Step to me and you'll see

bird, I'll split your wig ♪

♪ I spin these verses like

a top, I be castin' magic ♪

♪ You be dancin' front row

or you be sad and tragic ♪

You sure about this kid, boss?

I am, but we may need

a little extra help.

I think it's time we called

our old friend Tony Riptide.

T-Rip?

He's no friend, Marlon.

He's a conniving monster,

a backstabbing beast.

He's a vicious shark, literally.

That's right, Ace.

And a vicious shark is

exactly what we need

to handle the feathery problem

down here in Fernville.

Ring him at once.

Have him come to the office.

I'll make him an offer he can't

refuse.

Y'all wanna hear more?

I think this is gold, bird.

Indeed, Q.

Drop it on us.

Let your bird verses flow,

youngster.

♪ In competition you'll be

wishin' that the lights go out ♪

♪ I'm shinin' bright,

brighter, brightest here ♪

♪ And screech and shout ♪

♪ Flap your wings in the air

like you just don't care ♪

♪ The girls be cryin' and they

can see ♪

♪ I'm fallin' down there ♪

More forceful, angrier.

Make us feel it.

♪ I fan my tail and make it rain ♪

♪ Got vengeance on my brain ♪

♪ From my beak it's comin' raw ♪

♪ You'll hear my caw, caw, caw ♪

Okay, guys.

To prepare for the singing

competition,

we gotta start running

some basic vocal exercises

to get sharp and stay ready.

Let's begin with a lip buzz.

Simply vibrate your lips

together

without worrying about pitch.

This will help us build up our

breathing

and stamina while we're singing.

That's funny.

It is kinda.

Okay, now let's try our Ms.

Our Ms?

Yes.

Sticking to one note,

also called monotone,

sing "ma may me moe moo," nice

and slow,

really pronouncing those Ms.

It should sound like this.

♪ Ma may me moe moo ♪

Now you guys try it.

Mmm, ma may me moo moo.

♪ Mmm, ma, may, me, moe, moo ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Ma, may, me, moe, moo ♪

Great.

I really like that one.

My lips are tingling, feels

like I just ate pop rocks.

I didn't know hippos had lips.

Or that they ate pop rocks?

I know, right?

Us hippos are chock full of

surprises.

Okay, we're gonna sing a

little tune.

All right.

Wanna give it a try?

Yeah.

Okay, we're gonna sing I Love

to Sing.

We'll start at the root,

and then hit the octave,

and come back down on the fifth,

third, and root of the chord

again.

I have no idea what any of

that means.

Can we just sing?

Sure, Tiny.

You guys ready?

- Yeah.

Hold up, hold up, hold up.

Wha?

♪ If you wanna learn to sing,

then sing this with me ♪

♪ I got mad skills for miles,

far as you right eyes can see ♪

What talent.

Sho' enough, get closer,

softie, maybe it'll rub off.

I'm good, thanks.

So good to see you

again, Tony.

How have you been?

Fine.

They opened the beach early this

year.

You know how it goes.

Right place, right time.

Good for you.

I called him here because

I have a little problem

down in Fernville.

Fernville?

Ain't no body of water in

Fernville,

just creeks and streams.

You'd have to drive me in hidden

in

a natural gas tanker, for

instance.

Then make sure whoever you

don't like falls into my tank.

Devious.

I like your style, Tony.

Always have.

But I had something else in

mind.

Something more embarrassing.

Oh yeah?

I'd rather eat folks than bully

'em,

but hey, it's your money.

Yes it is, and a nice

chunk of it can be yours

if you'll help me.

I know you have friends

in low places, Tony.

Friends who can ensure that two

pampered,

pompous, precocious

birds learn their place,

and above all, that they choke

on stage

in that singing

competition, if they make it

on stage at all.

Guarantee me that, and I can

make it worth your while.

Worth my while?

That's music to my gills.

Where do we start?

You have a certain friend who

performs

powerful magic, am I right?

Powerful magic?

Do I ever.

A word of warning, though.

My friends are real bad news.

Tony, it just so happens that

bad news

is exactly what we need.

Then say no more, Pintop.

Say no more.

Why don't you make like a

jet and take off, Lil Wings?

Nobody wants to talk to you.

Good, then I can do all

the talking, you feel me?

I feel nauseous is what I

feel.

♪ Butterflies in your belly,

turn your legs to jelly ♪

♪ When I come on in the room,

I make your speakers go boom ♪

Seriously, Lil Wings, what do

you want?

Or do you just get your

kicks by annoying us?

♪ My kicks cost more than

your nest, tree bird ♪

♪ My only droppings are

signs, my only data is words ♪

So your point is?

My point is drop out of

the singing competition

while you still got

songs to sing, softies.

What's that supposed to mean?

♪ It means a means to an end ♪

♪ I'll make your wings go

fly, y'all can fly with me ♪

♪ Or crash land in the gutter ♪

We're not getting anywhere

with this.

You guys wanna go run our

exercises someplace else?

Yes.

Please.

Later, Lil Wings.

We'll see you on stage.

You'll be seeing me, a'ight.

Enjoy your exercises, softies.

Hey, hey.

So, this is your friend, yeah?

It's not a good idea to come

on

with that jabbering industry

talk, Marlon.

You're not in a studio, or even

in

an alley behind the studio.

You're out of your element.

Let me do the talking,

until things calm down.

Calm down?

How can things get calmer than

this?

This is paradise.

Everything's chill.

I'd pay a lot of money to

take this kind of vacation

five times a year.

I know my way around paradise,

Tony.

There's absolutely nothing

to be concerned about.

Oh, easy, buddy, easy.

He doesn't mean that.

It's just the way he is.

He's just brash.

What's he doing there?

Is he showing us some spec

magic?

Good, good.

I love talents that work on

spec.

They gotta prove themselves,

after all.

Nothing's for free.

Hey, if this works out,

tell him I'll get him

booked on the evening

show with Jimmy Falcon.

Whoa!

Surprised me there.

Nice trick.

What else can this big flytrap

do?

Pintop, I wouldn't.

Well, I would.

That's why I'm me and you're

you, Tony.

Now come on, let me see the good

stuff.

Let me see some damage.

You shouldn't say that.

I'll say whatever I want.

I'm paying you, remember?

You asked for it.

Okay, I get it.

I'm good now.

Pintop, meet Namnam,

my friend who does magic.

All righty, all good here.

Let's not get too carried

away now, Mr. Namnam.

Now you've done it.

Done what?

What have I done?

You made Namnam mad.

You're on borrowed time, Pintop.

Me too, if you don't

get on with it,

and tell him what you want.

He ain't happy I brought you.

Not happy you, does he know

who I am?

Yeesh, he's agile.

Talk to him, Pintop.

Talk to him.

All right, all right.

Mr. Namnam,

my name is Marlon Pintop,

world famous music producer

and industry impresario.

I have this kid who's

going to be a huge star,

and I want him to win the

Fernville singing competition.

But these pesky, marginally

talented birds

are a threat to upstage

him, and we can't have that.

We gotta win this thing

to secure his debut

as the animal kingdom's most

gifted entertainer ever,

or else they might clamor for

more of these winged goofs

and not my boy, Lil Wings.

Little Wings?

That's his name.

Well, Lil Wings Fresh

Quills is his full name,

not his real name.

His real name's Brad,

nobody knows that but us,

and now you.

Whoa!

This plant talks.

Keep going, Pintop.

Namnam isn't big on patience.

Right, I gotta stop

these Fernville freaks

from screwing up our big plans.

So I was thinking of a sneaky

magic spell

that'd ruin their ability to

stay on key

and sing anything even remotely

good,

shattering their hopes and

dreams

so thoroughly and absolutely

that they won't even

dare compete against Lil Wings.

And if they do, they're

so utterly humiliated,

it's the last time any

of them sing anymore

for anyone, ever again, whew.

Is that it?

That's it.

That's all we came to ask,

Namnam.

What do you say, big guy?

Namnam hates Fernville.

So?

That's a yes?

Nom destroy!

Yes!

Okay, Marshall, you're up

next.

What song would you like to

sing?

I'm gonna try that oldie but

goodie we all know and love,

Your Nest is like a Cloud Nine

to Me.

Cool, I love that one.

Me too.

Take it away, buddy.

Whenever you're ready.

♪ Ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Girl, this nest is coarse and

rough ♪

♪ Girl, this ain't no nest for

me ♪

♪ Girl, it's getting mighty

tough ♪

♪ Girl, to make them robins see♪

♪ I flew around in circles

but it made me sad ♪

♪ Heard you chirping in the pine ♪

♪ And it made me glad ♪

♪ Girl ♪

♪ If this bird could just,

just fly over the sea ♪

♪ Girl ♪

♪ Your nest is like a cloud nine

to me ♪

Stop right there, Marshall.

Was that the same song?

It sounded different.

That was weird.

I had a frog in my throat, or

something.

Yeah, that sounded pretty

weird.

Drink some water or something,

and let me give it a shot.

Go for it.

Uh-oh.

♪ Boy ♪

♪ I see you flying high ♪

♪ Boy ♪

♪ The apple of my eye ♪

Oh no.

Hang on, something is wrong.

I think we're off key.

Off key?

How's that possible?

We're birds,

we're always on key.

You were both

pretty far off key.

Yeah, you were.

That's strange.

We know that song like

the back of our wings.

Why don't we try another one?

How about Goril,

You Drive Me Bananas?

By the Bamboo Shoots?

Yeah.

Okay.

Is that the one that goes...

♪ Ramming on my knuckles ♪

♪ Beatin' my chest in the rain ♪

♪ Miss you so much monkey ♪

♪ Think that I might go insane ♪

I mean, it doesn't

really sound like that.

Something about

this stinks, you guys.

How in the world can we

forget how to stay on key?

Nobody just wakes up one

day and forgets how to sing.

Nobody but us, apparently.

And the singing competition

is right around the corner.

What are we gonna do?

Drink hot tea.

Gargle with salt water.

One thing's for sure, we

need to figure this out,

and fast.

There's no time to waste.

I know, let's go see the music

teacher

who made us fall in love with

singing in the first place.

Who's that?

Professor Harper.

Great Scott, this is a

quantum conundrum indeed.

No one's ever regressed this

dramatically

in their ability to sing on key,

ever!

Oh, great.

So we've solidified our

spot as the biggest failures

to ever graduate your class?

We're sorry, Professor Harper.

We don't know what's

wrong, and we don't know

where else to turn.

Well, just from speaking

with you for five minutes,

I can see you've completely

forgotten music theory,

chord progressions, vocal

warm-ups,

and drawn an absolute

blank on any of the songs

you used to know by heart.

I don't get it.

Are we stupid?

No, Marshall, you're not

stupid, neither of you.

I fear the source of your

issues is far more malevolent

than simple idiocy.

What could it be, Professor?

I believe you two have

been assailed by a hex.

- A hex?

That's correct.

Some secret party has

leveled a magical curse

upon your heads, in a misguided

effort

to spoil your chances

in that singing contest.

Oh no!

But why us?

What did we ever do to anybody?

I'm afraid that's a question

only you two pigeons can answer.

Have you harbored any

enemies in Fernville?

Anyone with whom you've

experienced friction or ill will?

Yes, that jerk Lil Wings.

And that creep, Marlon Pintop.

Oh dear.

If you've run afoul of Mr.

Pintop,

I fear this hex

may be more difficult

to snap than simple reverse

magic.

He's incredibly petty.

He's known to hold grudges

for years, even decades.

Oh great.

How can we ever overcome this?

We're doomed!

Not necessarily, Marshall.

If indeed this is the

nature of your problem,

there may still be a way.

It's a long shot, but if

we've guessed correctly,

it may be your only hope.

Tell us, Professor, tell us

what to do!

You must venture forth

and find the only creature

in our land with the

ability to lift a dark hex.

Radella the fairy snail.

Radella?

Tell us, where can we find

this fairy snail, Professor?

You don't.

If indeed there's a hex upon

your heads,

Radella will find you.

Leave town taking the dirt

road that leads north.

If she smells dark magic, she'll

emerge

to confront you and combat it.

What if she doesn't emerge?

Then I suppose you're both out

of luck,

and you may never sing again.

Off you go.

Good luck to you both.

Oh Marshall, what if

this Radella isn't willing,

or able to help us?

What if Professor Harper was

right,

and we never sing again?

Then I guess Lil Wings Fresh

Quill

will win that competition,

and Marlon Pintop

will be the measuring stick

of musical talent forever.

That's a terrible

thought, just terrible!

I wonder how much farther we

have to go.

We could go another 10 feet,

or we could go until the drop.

There's no way to tell.

I'm gonna stop asking you

questions.

You only make things worse.

What can I say?

I'm droppin' truth.

This is it, everyone.

The eve of the big show, and

the dawn of the biggest star

to come out of what they call

Fernville,

Lil Wings Fresh Quills.

♪ I come out swingin' at the

bell singin' pop, pop, pop, pop ♪

♪ Double with rhythm

and bubble with rhyme ♪

♪ Your jaws drop, drop, drop ♪

Save it for the competition, Q.

Soak it in and bask in the

glory, because after that,

the real work begins.

You mean we're gonna start

recording

my second album already, Marlon?

No.

We're going to update your

image.

You've been wearing that same

shirt since I've known you.

This shirt's fly, y'all.

You don't see these nowhere.

Yes, and when we're finished,

you really won't see it nowhere.

Boss, I been thinking.

I thought I smelled fire.

I was afraid one of these

sconces sparked the blinds again.

Right.

Hey, what do you think about

finding

some new voices in the outbacks?

I can set some traps in the

underbrush,

and record them yelling when

their toes

and tails get caught.

You can review 'em and really

get a feel

for the animal's raw skills.

Then, if you like one, I'll go

snatch them

and bring 'em back here.

You can lock 'em up and work

with them around the clock.

In-house, home-grown talent.

What you think?

That's also called kidnapping.

Let the boss talk, toothy.

You better never go

for a swim, goofy face.

Enough.

My plate's full right now, Ace.

But way to think outside the

box.

Keep it up.

Thanks Marlon, I will.

Did you give anymore

thought to that ape Ronda?

No, none at all.

Oh, well, I think she

could be a megastar.

She's got the look and the

swagger.

♪ My swag's up in your face,

it's going bling, bling, bling ♪

♪ We're callin' up my place,

phone going ring, ring, ring ♪

♪ I got microphones for miles

because I sing, sing, sing ♪

♪ Fabric softener on my shirt

so I don't cling, cling, cling ♪

Work on that last line.

Aww, you don't like it?

No.

A'ight.

I could do like...

♪ I knock you out

with one big punch ♪

♪ The bell goes

ding, ding, ding ♪

Overdone.

A'ight.

♪ You like my bling bird wing,

and I'm like sing, sing, sing ♪

You're all crazy,

you know that?

♪ Crazy like a fox, I got

sharp fangs and claws ♪

♪ You flippin'-floppin'

out the water ♪

♪ Now what's up, Jaws? ♪

Whoa.

Look at that thing, Mimi.

I think it's one of those

flytrap plants.

Be careful,

Marshall, it's huge.

Don't get too close to it.

It can detect vibrations

all around itself.

It can snap us up

without even looking.

Nom.

Uh-oh.

I think it heard you.

Back away slowly.

Don't want to wake it up.

Okay.

No!

Oh.

I don't want to be

plant lunch.

Stop!

Huh?

Who said that?

Back, seed spawn, back,

conjurer.

Hey, birds.

I'm Radella.

I think you're lookin' for me.

Radella?

Yes, we've been searching

high and low for you.

Need some help?

Yes, we do!

'Kay, hang on a sec while

I take care of this weed.

Nom!

Yikes!

Is that all you got,

green bean?

Now shoo!

Not today, sprout.

Just go now.

Or you'll have to deal with

Radella.

She did it, Radella

did it, she saved us.

Thanks, Radella.

We don't know what we'd have

done if you hadn't come along.

You'd be halfway

digested by now,

probably still alive, and...

We don't need to hear

specifics, please.

Whew.

That was a close call.

Welcome to my turf.

Not exactly Fernville, huh?

Now, what brings you two birds

all the way out here

looking for little old me?

We're birds, and we're good

singers.

But we've completely

forgotten how to carry a tune,

match pitch, or stay in key.

We think we might

have been hexed.

Oh, there's no

might've about it.

You two are trailin' a dark

cloud

as wide as this jungle itself.

We are?

Oh yeah.

I picked up on it hours ago.

Could smell it for miles away.

Got here as fast as I could,

but I'm a snail, you know?

I only move so quick.

We understand.

Is there anything you can do

to help us?

As a matter of fact, there is.

Ordinarily, this would

be a tough hex to break,

but seeing as how your

hexer lives in this jungle,

we should be able to lift it.

Who is it?

Namnam.

But we don't even know him.

We've never seen him before in

our lives.

It wasn't his idea.

He's nothin' more than a

mercenary plant.

You have sneakier enemies

who want to see you fail.

They're the ones who negotiated

your hex.

They are your real problem.

Yes.

And we think we know exactly who

they are.

Marlon Pintop and Lil Wings.

If you'd like, we can not only

lift the hex off your

heads, but we can place it

upon the heads of those

who would do you wrong.

Oh, yes, please.

Yeah, let's.

Done.

Let's get started, birds.

This is it, Fernvillians.

The day you've all been waiting

for.

Welcome one and all to

the hotly anticipated

Fernville singing competition.

Animals of all species

have come from far and wide

to try their luck and show

off their unique talents

on this very night.

But you hear me run my mouth all

the time.

You're probably sick of me by

now.

Yeah, beat it!

Scram, we beg!

Okay, okay.

You don't have to agree so

vehemently.

I'm just doing my job here.

Now, without further ado,

let's turn this show over

to the real talent.

Here she is, fresh off

an impressive showing

on tryout day, Ronda!

Woohoo, yeah!

Go Ronda!

Ronda, Ronda!

Ronda!

You're smitten with that ape,

Ace.

Go splash some water on

your face or something.

Go Ronda!

♪ I know where you're coming

from ♪

♪ A long road and the money's

gone ♪

♪ All the games where you play

your part ♪

♪ From the very start

just to come this far ♪

♪ You should know I believe in

you ♪

♪ Every race you run,

you're my number one ♪

♪ Kick it off now and bring it

on ♪

♪ This will be your day ♪

♪ 'Cause baby you were born to

win ♪

♪ Never give up, never give in ♪

♪ You were born to win ♪

♪ Your destiny is victory ♪

♪ Yeah yeah, yeah yeah ♪

♪ Baby you were born to win ♪

Woo, yeah, Ronda!

Good show, good show!

What a performance, huh?

Let's hear it for Ronda,

everybody.

Ronda!

Next!

Okay.

Next up, you remember this guy.

How can we forget?

A new star is born!

Well, let's not get carried

away now.

Making his way to the stage,

here he is.

Better get that name right,

or you're out of a job, dear.

Yeah, pay attention, cue card

face.

What's my name, bird?

Little, I mean, Lil Wings

Fresh Quills!

You're lucky, get off my

stage.

Go ahead, go ahead and boo.

This here's a new number, I

just wrote it, for all y'all.

Hit 'em where it hurst, Q!

Yeah, one-two, one-two.

♪ I'm coming to your door, yeah ♪

♪ But I ain't frontin' ♪

♪ I'm hot on your heels ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ But I ain't runnin' ♪

Whoa, what's he doing up

there, boss?

I don't know, Ace.

I don't know what's happening.

Oh no, oh no!

Man, your boy sounds terrible,

Pintop.

Shut up, Riptide.

Don't let this crowd see you

laughing.

They'll all join in, like

the bitter losers they are.

Stop it, shut up!

I said shut up!

♪ I'll tell you one

thing you know is true ♪

♪ Without my smile,

you'd be sad and blue ♪

♪ But my six-four hatch is shiny

and new ♪

♪ Go ahead y'all dummies and boo

the Q ♪

Oh!

Q blew it, he's finished.

His career will never recover

from this.

Never recover?

It'll never begin, ha.

I'm telling you, Marlon,

Ronda.

Ronda's the future.

Let me find her and sign her up.

Oh, shut up, Ace.

Go talk to that gorilla if you

want to.

Take her out for a banana split.

I'm leaving.

I don't need to see any

more of this disaster.

Driver, driver!

Ronda!

Where's Ronda?

Now this is what I call

entertainment.

Boo!

♪ On the tower of power ♪

♪ The eagle of the hour ♪

♪ My melodies sweep ♪

♪ But your face is sour ♪

Boo!

Driver!

Marlon, Marlon, where you

going?

Mr. Pintop?

Mr. Pintop!

Start me over.

Can somebody start me over?

I wasn't ready.

That was just a warmup.

I wasn't ready.

Wow, what'd we miss?

Mimi, Marshall, you made it!

Thank goodness, we were afraid

you'd miss the whole show.

Oh, we wouldn't

miss this for anything.

Mimi and I are ready to sing!

Oh?

Yes, Professor, your plan

worked.

Oh.

And then some,

from the looks of it.

Shut up, all y'all.

I said shut up.

Well, in that case,

what are you waiting for?

Knock 'em dead, kids.

Woohoo!

Go M and M.

♪ I know we're gonna

be there someday ♪

♪ I'll fly and chase the big

clouds away ♪

♪ I know I'll be

there soon, oh ♪

♪ Baby be there soon ♪

♪ It seems as though

the world these days ♪

♪ Is gettin' real tired ♪

♪ You have to put your foot

down, just give yourself up ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ Baby be there soon ♪

♪ I know you want me with you ♪

♪ But this voice

has got a hold on me ♪

♪ At least just for the summer ♪

♪ It's right across the deep

blue sea ♪

♪ Wait and see ♪

Welcome to

Fernville,

where your dreams can come true.

♪ Baby be there soon ♪

♪ I know you're hoping maybe ♪

♪ The sun'll be too hot for me ♪

♪ My head'll get too heavy ♪

♪ Doctor says I've got to leave,

poor me ♪

♪ I know we're gonna be there

someday ♪

♪ I'll fly and chase the big

clouds away ♪

♪ I know I'll be there soon, oh♪

♪ Baby be there soon ♪

♪ Just know I really miss ya ♪

♪ But baby I'll be there real

soon ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ You're my best friend,

you're my everything ♪

♪ You're my cloud, you're my

happy dream ♪

♪ You're my dude, you're

my favorite thing ♪

♪ Now we can sing, whoa ♪

♪ Side by side on the way to

school ♪

♪ Side by side, playing to be

cool ♪

♪ Side by side, having fun with

you ♪

♪ Fun with you ♪

♪ You're my friend, oh ♪

♪ My best friend, whoa ♪

♪ I'm your friend ♪

♪ Your very best friend ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ You're my friend, oh ♪

♪ My best friend, whoa ♪

♪ I'm your friend ♪

♪ I'm your very best friend ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ You're my best friend

when we play baseball ♪

♪ You're my best friend

when we score a goal ♪

♪ You're my best friend

on the way to school ♪

♪ On the way to school ♪

♪ You're my friend, oh ♪

♪ My best friend, whoa ♪

♪ I'm your friend ♪

♪ Your very best friend ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ You're my friend, oh ♪

♪ My best friend, whoa ♪

♪ I'm your friend ♪

♪ I'm your very best friend ♪

♪ You're my friend, oh ♪

♪ You're my friend ♪

♪ My very best friend ♪

♪ You're my friend, oh ♪

♪ You're my friend ♪

♪ My very best friend ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ My best friend ♪

♪ Oh ♪

Crazy Birds (2019) - full transcript