Little Big Awesome (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - No Throwing Disc Left Behind / Happy Birthday, Here's a Goat! - full transcript

- You're so awesome.
- You're so awesome.

- Ha ha! Both.
- Never leave me.

Seven, eight...

nine, ten.

Ready or not, here I come.

Found you, Gluko.

- Where?
- Ha ha.

Nice one, Lennon.

Okay, your turn to hide.

One, two...

Three...



other numbers.

This is never gonna work.

Shh. Don't blow this for me.

And ready or not, here I come.

Found you.

Told you.

Yeah, you did.

- Mwah.
- Aww, shucks.

You know, it's possible
that this game would work better

if we weren't holding hands.

Yeah, but...

I need to hold your hand.

Can someone say codependent?

Why did he call us
"cody penment"?



Does it mean
awesome best friends?

Well, you know how you gaze
lovingly at me while I sleep?

That's codependent.

But it's so comforting.

That way, we're always together.

But maybe
we shouldn't have to be.

Maybe Stuhven's right.

We should try to make
some new friends.

Ooh! Maybe one of them
could stare at you for me

while you sleep.

Hey, wait.

Stuhven's our friend,

and he lives in your hat.

Isn't that coneya penment?

Whoa, this is not about me.
It's about you.

And the word is "codependent."

Did you hear that?

That's the sound of someone
who needs a friend.

We have to go to them, Gluko.

It's our chance
to expand our world.

Okay!

But we're holding hands.

They're not here!

Not here.

It's not here.

There it is again.

I think I have something that
might help us track that sound.

Excuse me, but how is a nose
gonna help us track a sound?

Hey, look.
He's hot on the trail.

- Let's go.
- Going.

Oooh! Cool spacesuit!

Aw, man, not you twos.

I came here to be alone.

Mr. Sprinkles? Is that you?

No, it's another cat with
an eye patch and bad attitude.

Another cranky eye patch cat.

You've gotta meet my grandma's
kitty, Mr. Sprinkles.

I am Mr. Sprinkles, you goons.

I was being sarcastics.

Now what are you doing here?

We heard your yowls,

and it sounded like
you might need a friend.

Apparently we do, too.

Why bother?
I thought I had friends,

but all the cats I've been
living with at Grandma's

turned out to be aliens
sent here to study our culture.

They were just pretending
to like me.

But you guys had
such sweet times together.

Yeah, I saw a few of them
licking your ears.

That looked like
real friendship to me.

He's right.

No, he's not.

Licking is just
how cats take a bath.

Those guys were only here
to study me,

and all I got out of it
was this spacesuit they left me.

Maybe that was their way

of telling you
they like you so much

and they would love for you
to go with them.

They'd be totally happy
if I did that. So would I.

Yeah, right.

So you're going, then?

No way.
Forget those backstabbers.

You can just hang out
with us, then.

We need a third
for hide-and-seek.

Hard pass. I'll never let myself

be suckered in
by supposed friends again.

Aw, man, you really need a hug.

Bring it in. Here, kitty.

- No!
- You're so slippery.

Let me comfort you!

I'll think about it,

but only if you
stop trying to hug me.

All right. Deal.

I'm so happy.

You don't know
what you're missing.

Come to town with us,
Mr. Sprinkles,

and let's see if we can't
change your mind about friends.

Gluko, you should
probably let go of me now.

We really need
to make more friends.

Seriously.

Townopolis is the perfect place
to find friends.

- New friend counter.
- New friend counter.

Yeah, let the friendening begin!

You look great in blue.

Aww.

New friend.

Excellent light.

That's another friend.

Come on, Mr. Sprinkles.
Give it a try.

What are you looking at?

Not a friend.

Okay, good first go,

but maybe this time,
try being less hostile.

Kitty in a spacesuit!

Mind your business!

- Doesn't like babies.
- Pfft.

Come on, Mr. Sprinkles.

You're not even trying.

There must be someone
around here you might like.

I know that dude.
He's okay, I guess.

Kitty Num-Nums!

Then say hi.

- Hey.
- Kitty Num-Nums.

You're doing great,
Mr. Sprinkles. Keep going.

So, how's it going?

Kitty Num-Nums!

Enough with the Kitty Num-Nums!

Kitty Num-Nums!

I don't blame you,
Mr. Sprinkles.

That dude gets
on my nerves, too.

- You know what?
- No, what?!

You taught me a valuable lesson
about friendship.

Everyone's annoying
except my cat friends.

And I want to go
with them to space

and never see
any of youse again.

We did it!

Mr. Sprinkles sort of learned
something about friendship.

And perhaps we made
a new friend?

Nope.

Gluko and I are gonna prove
to you we're your friends

by getting you to the cats
at the Spaceport.

That's so nice.

A Triple Friend bonus.

Quit hoggin' all the points.

That music, it's the other cats.

We've been working on that song
for weeks.

It's called "Cat Planet Polka."

We need to get
to the Spaceport now.

Not in the zero!

Go on, Mr. Sprinkles.

Talk to your friends.

I don't know what to say to 'em.

Tell them the truth
of your heart.

I don't know
what the truth of my heart is,

except now I feel
worse than ever,

'cause I'm too scared
to talk to my friends.

I should never have listened
to youse twos.

I just wanted
to make some new friends

and help Mr. Sprinkles
do the same thing.

Now everything is ruined.

Should we give up
and go home for sad naps?

I think so.

Never!

Would I like a sad nap? Yes.

Would it feel great?
Of course.

Do I wish we could get
in cozy robes and have cocoa?

Obviously!

But we never give up.

Sometimes you do.

Well, not this time.

This time,
we're gonna fix everything.

You stall the Space Cats,
and keep them from blasting off

while I go convince
Sprinkles to talk to them.

But that would mean
we have to split up.

I don't wanna do that.

Neither do I,

but sometimes you have to do
things you don't want to do...

for friends.

Let's do this.

We did it!
We separated!

Now go stall those cats.

My hand's so cold.

All right, let's go.

We have a launch window to hit.

Gotta stop them.

Check me out!

Hey, we don't have
time for this!

That does look
pretty fun, though.

Hold on, let me in there.

Whoa, I am loving
that echo, echo... echo....

That makes one of us.

Just leave me alone
so I can yowl in peace.

You can still
make everything all right.

You don't need
the perfect words.

You just need some words.

You really think so?

I know so. Now let's work out

what you want to say
to your friends.

Gluko can't stall them forever.

Not there!

I don't know how much more

of this stall-them-forever
I can take.

Yeah, hey, guys.

Mr. Sprinkles!

You come here
to yell at us again?

Never. Y-You're my best friends,

even if you didn't tell me
about being aliens.

I just thought that, you know,
since maybe I was gonna,

like, miss you a lot and stuff,

maybe I could go with youse.

Right?

Really?
You're gonna love it.

Well, except for
the acid clouds.

And the acid lakes.

And the eight-foot
cockroach tribes.

Are they made of acid, too?

Of course.

Too bad.

I'm totally allergic
to acid cockroaches.

It seems like I can't
go with youse after all.

But we can't leave you now.
You'll be here all alone.

Maybe that's okay,

as long as I know
I have friends out there.

And friends here.

All right, then. Stand back.

They're gone.

You can stop pretending
to be my friends now.

We're not pretending.

After our day together,

we have very strong emotions
for you now.

Yeah, whatever.

Okay, well, call us if you're
down for some hide-and-seek

or you just want to hang.

Don't hold your breath...

new friends.

Yes, I got two friends.

Make that three.

Ha! Let's hold hands
and go bananas.

Ya heard!

Yay!

Hey, we're waking down

instead of waking up,
right, Gluko?

Upside-down morning greetings
to you, Lennon.

You're the best at shaking feet.

Ha! Well, you're the best
at everything.

No. You're the best.

Gentlemen, I heard everything
you were just saying,

and I want you to know,

both of you lads
are the best of the best!

Stuhven's wrong.
Only you're the best.

Well, if saying you two
are the best is wrong,

I do not wish to be right.

Whoo!

Lennon, Lennon

Yeah, that's right.

I have a secret giant neon sign
that says you're the best.

Well, I decorated
the house in your honor,

because you're so great.

Well, I've already
stocked the fridge

with all your favorite food,

and I labeled it all
with your name, too,

so only you get to eat it.
Right, fellas?

Okay. Stay here being the best
while you snuggle these.

No.

You stay and cuddle this.

I don't need adorable animals
to prove you're the best.

I can show you how much
you're the best like this.

You rule this much.

Well, then I'd have to say
you're the best this much.

Not fair.
Your arms are longer.

But wait.
That's why you're the best.

Or maybe your short,
concentrated arms

prove that you are.

You do realize that you're
only doing this

because you love
each other so much.

- 'Cause he's the best!
- 'Cause he's the best!

Stop using my words to love me.

I use these words to love you.

There simply must
be a way to show

that you are both
equally the best.

Aha! I know!

My super computer.

I shall crunch the numbers.

Data will solve this argument.

If you're telling me

that I'm better than you,
well, that's unforgivable.

I can't look at you anymore.

You're too wonderful.

- I'm leaving.
- Me, too.

They're gone.
Let's get this party started.

Yeah, Skate, it's party time.

Bring the whole crew.

Hey, everybody,
Lennon is the most marvelous.

How can such a marvelous guy

be so wrong about himself
being marvelous?

I can't believe Gluko can't see
how much better he is than me.

Like that time he saved me
from being licked into a coma.

Whoa!

No! No!

Stop licking me!

Hey, wallow in me instead.

- He's the best.
- He's the best.

I don't want to live in a world

where I can't talk
with Gluko all day.

I don't want to live in a world
where I can't stare lovingly

at Lennon for 23 hours a day.

But how can I
when we're mad at each other?

Unless I wasn't I,

because then, I wouldn't be me.

What if I wasn't me?

I could be friends with Gluko
if I was someone else,

someone different.

The Personality Shop!
That's it.

I'll get
a different personality.

Party, party,
party, party, party!

We lookin' fly.

Let's get to Gluko and Lennon's
house for that party.

What kind
of personality should I be?

Bossy? Shy?

A dude who wears a hat?

I look great!

I'm not feelin' it.

I don't think so.

He ain't feelin' it.

Ooh, the numbers.
The formulae.

The mathematics.
I need more data.

Lennon, bring Gluko.
I need more d--

Hey, who turned out the light?

Where did the world go?

Hello, stranger, I'm, Glendon.

I'm a strangely accented
astronaut

who is not so great.

I say, what's your name?

I'm, um... Blup... o.

Yes, that's my name, Blupo.

I'm a heavy metal clown.

And--And I'm not that great
at all. Shake hands?

Yes, splendid.

Blupo, I'm looking for a big
jelly bloke about your size

who has a collection
of every lunchbox note

his grandmama gave him
since preschool.

Have you seen him?

I don't know anyone
by that description.

But I happen to be looking

for a short guy
in a wool pompom hat,

has a birthmark shaped
like a baby pangolin, man.

Have you seen him?

No, no, no, no, no, so sorry.

But you know, I don't
hang out with short guys.

Tall chaps like us
tend to stick together.

Well, maybe we could
help each other find our guys.

Wouldn't you say
that our two lads

might be found
at the same place?

I don't see my guy.

And I don't see my chap either.

Well, since we're here,
might I buy you a hot chocolate?

Well, only if I can buy you one.

I have often
wondered why this town

only has one disco skating rink.

Dash it all.

And the regulations
are through the roof.

Society, man, you know.

Look at this skate.

Not to mention the safety suit
they make you wear.

Hey, you boys
mind keeping it down?

You're always so loud in here.

Why, whatever do you mean?

This is my first time here.

Come on, Blupo.

I know some other places
where my friend could be.

The dark. The nothingness.

Somehow it's making
my mind sharper.

I cannot see,
but I can finally see.

Bother.
I don't see my friend in here.

Yeah, bummer. Me neither.

Well, should we maybe
just stay and watch a little?

Right on.

Aw, aw he thinks
the pickle is a snake.

Jolly good.
Ha ha ha.

- Whooo!
- Whooo!

Whoo hoo!

Radical!

Yippee!

I didn't know you played
supermarket screamers, old bean.

Yeah, blow my mind.

I thought only my friend and I
knew about it, dude.

Party, party, party, party!

Well, it's, um--
it's getting kind of late,

and I don't have a home.

I guess I should buy one.

I've got an app, dude.

"Teepee & Z's."
A home away from home.

Blupo, old sport,

that was one
of the very best days ever.

Glendon, we were so rad.

We should have
our own show, dude.

Wow, you know,

I didn't see this coming, man,

but I think you're
my best friend, Glendon.

I find myself surprised, too.

We haven't known
each other very long,

and yet you're
my best friend, Blupo.

Wake up!

Sigh.

Stuhven, are you okay?

At first,
I was scared of the darkness,

but the darkness helped me
to look deeper inside myself.

I learned that everything
fits together

to create infinity. Infinity!

I thought I needed
all the numbers,

and I did,
because friendship is infinite.

Hey, man,
if friendship is infinite,

then I won't need
to disguise-ify myself anymore.

Instead of pretending to not be
me so I can be with not you,

I can be me and be with you.

Gluko?

Lennon?

Buddy, it's you!

Did you disguise yourself
in order to hang out with me?

You sweetheart.

Looks like we both did,
you big jelly roll.

Aww.

Gluko, you're the best
this much.

And you're the best this much.

The circle of friendship.

Infinity!

Just like Stuhven said.

There's only one problem.
I'll miss Glendon.

Two problems.
I'll miss Blupo.

Hey, look!

You guys can hang out
with us any time.

You're the best!

- No, you're the best.
- No, you're the best.

It sure is nice to be home.

To the peace and quiet.

- Whoo!
- Yeah!

Chirp.