Teen Titans Go! (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 4 - Croissant - full transcript

A giant cocoon mysteriously appears in the Titans' living room, and no one can find Beast Boy.

"Croissant"

Good afternoon,
wonderful friends.

Starfire, what
happened to your face?

I applied the human facial cosmetics.
Do you like them?

- No.
- You look like a clown.

Ugh! Don't come near
us looking like that.

- But, are we not the friends?
- Of course, we are.

But only when you look good!

I was not aware the looks
were so important.

They're everything.

Looks are what people base
every decision they make on.



Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Haven't you guys heard?
"Looks don't matter."

- What?
- Is that true?

Would people say
it if it wasn't?

- Then I do not look the hideous?
- Of course you do,

but so did the ugly duckling.

The ugly duckling looks different
from all the other ducks.

All the poultry on the farm hassled
him for looking weird, so...

he ran away.

Years passed but he
found no friends,

until he looked into a puddle
and realized he had become

a beautiful swan.

Things really turned around for
this guy, now that he was a swan.

He got to hang out
with other hot swans



and eat cake, and
his life was great.

The end. So you see,
looks don't matter.

Uh, I don't think you
told that right.

If looks don't matter, how
do you pick out pants?

I get to know them first to see
their inner beauty. Observe.

Hey, pants. What's
your favorite poem?

Oh, I don't know.

I like the one about taking
the dirt road with weeds.

I like that poem, too. Your
pants have good taste.

See? It's what's on the
inside that matters.

You wanna see my insides, mama?

Better than what's
on the outside.

My whole life I thought
we lived in a superficial

society that valued
beauty above all else!

Great news! You're
completely wrong.

Guys, knowing that
looks don't matter

has given me the courage
to tell you all,

that I'm gonna be going
through a messamorsiphisness.

- Excuse me?
- A messamorphisisis.

- Huh?
- A missmorphisimasis.

- I don't think that's a word.
- A missamorsimephesis.

You know, when you get
all changey or whatever.

- Uh, what kind of change?
- Let's just say,

when you see me again,
I'll look different.

So just keep an open mind, okay?

That will not be the
problem, friend Beast Boy,

for however you look, we will
always hold you dear in our hearts.

Yeah, even if you look
like clown face, here.

Huh?

Who put a giant croissant
in the middle of the room?

It's not a croissant.
It's a cocoon.

Oh...

Who put a giant cocoon in
the middle of the room?

Hey, hey, hey. Get
away from that thing.

I've seen this before. It's
an alien incubation pod.

You're not going to
lay your eggs in me.

Mmm. My nose holes are enjoying

the smoky, burned hair aromas.

Gettin' so nice and toasty in here.
Man, Beasty would love this.

Where is he anyway?

Remember he's going
through his megamorpenus.

Yes! Like the caterpillar
entering its chrysalis and

emerging as the fly
of the butters.

Oh, no!

Robin, stop!

Dude, Beast Boy is in there.

Robin.

Come on. I never get
to use this thing.

Out of fuel. What
were you saying?

Beast Boy is in there getting
all changey and stuff.

It must be part of the life cycle
triggered by his animal DNA.

I wonder what friend Beast Boy
would look like when he emerges.

- Hey, mama.
- Take me away, my man-insect prince.

- What was that, Raven?
- Uh, nothing. Nothing!

Friends, the cocoon is opening.

Ooh!

Ew!

Uh, Beast Boy?

- Nasty!
- Oh, barf!

Hand me the machine of fire throwing.
I will end this.

No. That's our friend.

- But he looks so gross.
- What did I tell you?

"Looks don't matter."

Oh, yeah. Forgot about that.

[SPITTING]

Nothing's changed.
He's still our...

beloved teammate.

Oh, look. He's...

building a hive out of
his own fluids. Yay.

Oh. Uh.

The crime alert.

It's Killer Moth. Titans...

Your city shall fall
before my might.

Hold it right
there, Killer Moth.

You'll never stop me, Titans.

Um, who's the new guy?

What are you talking about?

That's my man... Beast Boy.

It doesn't look like Beast Boy.

How dare you?

What? What did I say?

So that's how you identify a person?
By their looks?

Well, how else am I
supposed to do it?

Perhaps by looking at his
internal organs instead.

Yeah. Get to know the man.

Ask him his favorite song.

Wait. Are you saying
looks don't matter?

That's like walking
into a stinky bathroom

and saying, "Smells
don't matter."

They do. They really do.

We don't believe your
twisted lies, Killer Moth.

But people have been judging
me my whole life by my looks.

That's why I became a super
villain in the first place.

It seems you do not know
the story of the duckling

who was displeasing to the eye.

Of course, I do,

but he's only accepted when he
turns into a beautiful swan

and is surrounded by
other beautiful swans.

So you're saying ugly things
need to be with their own kind?

- That's not exactly...
- No wonder we throw up...

every time we look at Beast Boy.

And since you are the gross,

and Beast Boy is
also another gross,

- you should be with each other.
- Hey, wait...

Have fun living together
and being disgusting.

Those guys only think looks don't
matter because they're all hot.

Yeah. Of course, Robin's got it going on.
They all do.

But I'll show them a world where
everyone looks the same as us.

And only then will looks
truly not matter.

Titans Tower. Robin speaking.

Robin, help. Killer Moth
has taken me hostage,

and he's doing
horrible things to me.

- Killer Moth.
- Welcome, Titans.

Thank you for responding to
the emergency distress call

that I faked.

Anyway. Let me introduce you
to my newest invention.

The bug beam. It can
mutate anyone's DNA.

Soon, the world's population

will be as disfigured as I am.

We'll never let you
activate it, Killer M...

Too late.

Now that we're all hideous insects,
looks truly don't matter...

Oh, you guys look disgusting.

Uh, you look nasty too, genius.

Argh. This is the worst.

How will I go on living?

You know what? Forget it.

I was going to mutate everyone
in the world, thereby,

eradicating the unrealistic beauty
standards imposed by society.

But forget it! I'm done!
You'll never learn!

I'm going to bed.

- Can we have the antidote?
- No!

Now that we are freaks,

we must live in a
shroud of darkness.

The world must never
see our twisted forms.

Never!

Yo, yo. Where's everybody at?

- Wait, Beast Boy?
- If that's Beasty, then who's this bug?

Oh, that's Chuck.
Silky's friend.

I said it was cool if he
crashed here for the week.

Later, bros. Hey...

why are you guys
hiding in the dark?

Because we are now the
nightmare creatures,

- unfit for illumination.
- Yeah. Aren't you disgusted by us?

Let me ask you this, Cyborg.

We still gonna play
video games together?

Yeah.

Raven, will you punch me
every time I hit on you?

Absolutely.

Star, is your heart still
full of love and friendship?

Indeed.

And Robin, are you gonna
keep on pushing me

- to be the best hero I can be?
- Of course.

Well, then. It's
like you said, bro.

Looks don't matter. We're
family no matter what.

Hey, wait. You said you
were gonna megamorpitus.

- You look exactly the same.
- Nuh-uh.

Check out my frosted tips, yo.

Gross!

Horrible.

So very horrible.

I can't even look at you!

Get out. Get out of this house!