The Amazing World of Gumball (2011–…): Season 6, Episode 8 - The Cage - full transcript
Mr. Corneille becomes a cage fighter and goes against a fearsome Russian wrestler.
♪♪
*The Anazing World of GUMBALL*
Season 06 Episode 06
( TV Release: S06 E08 )
♪♪
Episode Title : "The Cage"
I'm telling you,
it's impossible.
I tried,
and this is what happened.
That can't possibly explain
how you can chip a tooth
while you're trying
to lick your elbow.
Doh!
Oh, ah.
Mr. Corneille,
your face! What happened?
Pretty mama,
handsome daddy.
No, I meant
your black eye.
Ha. You should see
the other guys.
- Hi, Mr Corneille.
- Hi, Mr Corneille.
I-I cannot stress
strongly enough,
these are not
the other guys.
What happened
to your face?
Oh, I just walked into
the cage and got hurt.
What?! You got into the cage,
like you're an MMMMA fighter?
- I...
- Oh.
- Hmm.
- What's that?
"Meaty Man Misunderstanding
Martial Arts."
Sounds kinda violent. Pfff! Only according
to the so-called "medical community."
Oh, Mr. Corneille.
Who'd have thought
you'd be so...
Oh, that arm feels
a lot more withered
than I thought
it was gonna be.
Well, when you're fighting
in the cage,
the most important muscle
is the heart.
And right now,
you're giving mine a workout.
Teach us.
I... I don't know,
um...
Te-e-e-e-ach us-s-s-s!
The men who step into the cage
love what they do.
And by stepping into it,
you're saying to your opponent,
"I love you, and I'm gonna
punch you in the body
with my body with so much love
that you pass out."
What? I thought
you were gonna teach us
how to become
tough fighter guys.
But if you rearrange the letters
of "tough fighter guy"
you get
"tighter of hug guy."
Coincidence?
Yes, but a useful one.
Come,
let's get started.
I'm, uh, sorry to interrupt
whatever that is,
but I'm afraid
I have some bad news.
There have been
some budget cuts,
and the school-board has agreed
to rent out half the school
to another
"institution."
So I'm afraid
you have to leave.
Surely there was
a better solution.
This is
our last resort.
We've already cut everything
we can from the budget.
Look, those aren't even
real fire extinguishers.
They're just canisters
of Dippy String.
If a fire starts
in this school,
things are gonna get
very dippy...
Also pretty tragic.
So you're just gonna
privatize the school
like some kind
of prison?
Funny you should say that.
Ho, ho, ho! Don't worry.
Just means one of your new
"classmates" has escaped.
We'll know if anything
really bad happens
because the big siren
will go...
What's happened to our school
is a disaster...
The forced exercise,
the communal showers,
the canteen slop, the unpaid
work, the abuse of power.
And if that wasn't enough,
now with the prisoners
it's gonna be overcrowded,
too!
There must be
a solution.
Dah! Hmph!
Ow!
Wait. Maybe that poster is fate
hitting us right in the face
with the answer
to our problem.
"Hair Force Gone.
Full Body Waxing.
Tell us when to stop...
We won't listen!"
No, I meant that one.
An MMMMA challenger fight!
I'm sorry,
but I don't fight for money.
Violence is never
the best solution.
What about the nurse?
She wouldn't even have a job
if people didn't get hurt.
My alibi
is watertight,
unlike that boat
the previous nurse was in.
I mean, Mr Corneille,
surely you'll fight
if it means saving the school?
But to go back
into the cage,
I'm gonna need
a whole support team.
Even a medic.
I'll patch you up.
I meant
someone qualified,
someone who knows
how to use a scalpel.
And, no, that doesn't mean you
either, Frank The Butcher!
So what do you say,
Miss Markham?
Please, Mr Corneille,
let's lose the formalities.
My name is Joan.
Mine is Moonchild.
- I'll stick with Corneille.
- Fair enough.
- So you'll fight, then?
- Absolutely.
Time for
the weigh-in.
On my right,
we have the reigning champion,
Joao "The Grave" Diga!
And on my left,
we have the challenger...
What's his name,
kid?
- Quick, we need a name.
- Oh, oh, I got it.
The Frog Prince.
Sounds like he's gonna get
kissed... by a fist.
The Croaker. That's like
all he does is croak.
- The Frogspawn.
- Now, that's just gross.
Colonel Jazzhands,
The Gentleman Crawler,
The Birthday Boy,
The Summertime Man.
Wait, I've got it.
Look out. It's Christmas Person.
Are you having
a brain cramp?
Why don't you do better,
then?
The Amphibarbarian.
The Amphibarbarian!
Yeah, that's better.
Where's the rest of him?
He looks like one of those
before-and-after ads,
but before the gym
and after a disease.
You don't
have to take that.
This man is a joke!
You wanna joke?
When I've finished
with you,
they'll have to send your teeth
to you in the mail.
Because the teeth
will have landed far away
and the postal service
is the most practical way
for you to retrieve them
and avoid the necessity
of going there on foot.
Oh, oh!
Trash-talking time!
Oh, yeah?
Well, I heard you train 24/7,
which I guess you have
the freedom to do
when you don't have
any meaningful relationships.
What?
Being so rich
and successful,
it must be difficult to know
whether your friends like you
for your fame
or for your lack of personality.
You know
what's really loud, Joao?
Insecurity.
Confidence is silent.
Just like
your empty mansion.
Gentlemen, please!
Save it for the fight.
Before this,
I was just gonna break you.
But now
I am going to end you!
Mr Corneille,
aren't you a little concerned
about what Joao said?
Yeah, shouldn't you be, like,
training instead of meditating?
Wait a minute.
Come on!
How can you sleep
when your opponent
is capable of this?
That was a
friendly match against the US Navy.
The week after that, he was
scheduled to fight Belgium.
- Fight who in Belgium?
- The whole country.
But they forfeited when they saw
what he did to the ship.
Kids, you need to relax.
I have a plan.
We let that guy
wear himself out
with a gruelling training
schedule while I save my energy.
I call it the art of training
without training.
Cue montage.
♪ Take a rest, sit down ♪
♪ Let the other guy
do the runnin' round ♪
♪ Take a rest, lie down ♪
♪ Ditch the track suit
for a dressin' gown ♪
♪ Try to relax,
don't tire yourself out ♪
♪ Avoid any form of training ♪
♪ Like, seriously, dude,
workin' hard at stuff ♪
♪ Is dumb and super draining ♪
♪ Ba-da ditty,
I'm just filling time ♪
♪ I'm not even gonna
make it rhyme ♪
♪ But, oh, my goodness,
that bit rhymed accidentally ♪
♪ Well,
here's the chorus again ♪
♪ Take a rest, sit down ♪
♪ Somethin' about runnin' ♪
Take a...
Arrgh! My neck!
I'm sorry,
but as your trainer,
I must tell you that you
cannot fight in this condition.
It's just a crick
in the neck.
No, I meant you're really
physically underdeveloped.
Which is a polite way to say
that I've seen stronger limbs
on discarded Christmas trees
in March
and that you're gonna get your
butt handed to you... in an urn.
Hey, don't worry, kids.
I've studied video footage
of Joao.
He's got a tell-tale sign
just before he hits.
What is it?
He curls his fingers into a fist
and raises his arm.
Ah, come on, kids.
Lighten up.
90% of a fight
is won in the mind.
All you need to do
is believe in me.
Can you do that?
Okay.
Hey, is
this Joao's manager?
Yeah, this is Corneille's team.
We want to pull out of the fight.
- What?!
- We're forfeiting.
You can't
do that on the day of the fight!
Okay, I can give you
an extra $10,000.
Yep, nah,
we just want to pull out.
Sorry,
had to make another pot.
Listen,
this is my last offer.
Your guy goes down in the first round
and we split the ticket sales.
It's not about the money.
We just don't want him to get hurt.
Fine.
70% for you, 30% for me.
- You don't understand.
- 90/10!
You're killing me here,
kid!
Okay, I think you're drinking
too much coffee, sir.
It's bad for your health.
Too much coffee
is bad for your health?!
Listen, I promise
Joao will go easy on your guy.
Then we can save your school.
Do we have a deal?
Ok...
Oh, come on, man!
Sorry, I just really
didn't expect you
to go with that last deal.
So it's like that,
huh?
Look, sir,
it's not that
we don't believe in you.
It's that we know
you can't win.
Of course I can.
How? Show us.
How on Earth
are you gonna hit this guy?
With my heart,
like this!
Just leave me to it.
And don't bother coming.
It's time.
♪♪
Win.
We believe in you.
Look, Mr Corneille.
I...
Go get him.
Kids, thank you
for believing in me
when I didn't even
believe in myself.
And the reason
I didn't believe in myself
was because I knew
I was lying all along.
- Wait, what?
- I'm not a fighter.
I just lied because
I wanted to smooch the nurse.
But your black eye... you said
you got hurt in the cage.
When I said
I walked into the cage
I meant I walked into
the hamster cage.
I was trying to lick my elbow
after hearing it was impossible.
- You lied?
- Lies are only facts
that haven't happened.
Are you insane?!
Get out of the ring!
No. I may not have been
a fighter when I started,
but I am now,
thanks to your belief.
You saw what I did
to that wall.
I got this.
Ready?
Was he talking about that wall
the inmates dug a hole through?
Fight!
- Uh...
- Uh...
- Uh...
- Uh...
Owwwwwww.
Well, on the plus side,
we still get the money
to save the school.
*The Anazing World of GUMBALL*
Season 06 Episode 06
( TV Release: S06 E08 )
♪♪
Episode Title : "The Cage"
I'm telling you,
it's impossible.
I tried,
and this is what happened.
That can't possibly explain
how you can chip a tooth
while you're trying
to lick your elbow.
Doh!
Oh, ah.
Mr. Corneille,
your face! What happened?
Pretty mama,
handsome daddy.
No, I meant
your black eye.
Ha. You should see
the other guys.
- Hi, Mr Corneille.
- Hi, Mr Corneille.
I-I cannot stress
strongly enough,
these are not
the other guys.
What happened
to your face?
Oh, I just walked into
the cage and got hurt.
What?! You got into the cage,
like you're an MMMMA fighter?
- I...
- Oh.
- Hmm.
- What's that?
"Meaty Man Misunderstanding
Martial Arts."
Sounds kinda violent. Pfff! Only according
to the so-called "medical community."
Oh, Mr. Corneille.
Who'd have thought
you'd be so...
Oh, that arm feels
a lot more withered
than I thought
it was gonna be.
Well, when you're fighting
in the cage,
the most important muscle
is the heart.
And right now,
you're giving mine a workout.
Teach us.
I... I don't know,
um...
Te-e-e-e-ach us-s-s-s!
The men who step into the cage
love what they do.
And by stepping into it,
you're saying to your opponent,
"I love you, and I'm gonna
punch you in the body
with my body with so much love
that you pass out."
What? I thought
you were gonna teach us
how to become
tough fighter guys.
But if you rearrange the letters
of "tough fighter guy"
you get
"tighter of hug guy."
Coincidence?
Yes, but a useful one.
Come,
let's get started.
I'm, uh, sorry to interrupt
whatever that is,
but I'm afraid
I have some bad news.
There have been
some budget cuts,
and the school-board has agreed
to rent out half the school
to another
"institution."
So I'm afraid
you have to leave.
Surely there was
a better solution.
This is
our last resort.
We've already cut everything
we can from the budget.
Look, those aren't even
real fire extinguishers.
They're just canisters
of Dippy String.
If a fire starts
in this school,
things are gonna get
very dippy...
Also pretty tragic.
So you're just gonna
privatize the school
like some kind
of prison?
Funny you should say that.
Ho, ho, ho! Don't worry.
Just means one of your new
"classmates" has escaped.
We'll know if anything
really bad happens
because the big siren
will go...
What's happened to our school
is a disaster...
The forced exercise,
the communal showers,
the canteen slop, the unpaid
work, the abuse of power.
And if that wasn't enough,
now with the prisoners
it's gonna be overcrowded,
too!
There must be
a solution.
Dah! Hmph!
Ow!
Wait. Maybe that poster is fate
hitting us right in the face
with the answer
to our problem.
"Hair Force Gone.
Full Body Waxing.
Tell us when to stop...
We won't listen!"
No, I meant that one.
An MMMMA challenger fight!
I'm sorry,
but I don't fight for money.
Violence is never
the best solution.
What about the nurse?
She wouldn't even have a job
if people didn't get hurt.
My alibi
is watertight,
unlike that boat
the previous nurse was in.
I mean, Mr Corneille,
surely you'll fight
if it means saving the school?
But to go back
into the cage,
I'm gonna need
a whole support team.
Even a medic.
I'll patch you up.
I meant
someone qualified,
someone who knows
how to use a scalpel.
And, no, that doesn't mean you
either, Frank The Butcher!
So what do you say,
Miss Markham?
Please, Mr Corneille,
let's lose the formalities.
My name is Joan.
Mine is Moonchild.
- I'll stick with Corneille.
- Fair enough.
- So you'll fight, then?
- Absolutely.
Time for
the weigh-in.
On my right,
we have the reigning champion,
Joao "The Grave" Diga!
And on my left,
we have the challenger...
What's his name,
kid?
- Quick, we need a name.
- Oh, oh, I got it.
The Frog Prince.
Sounds like he's gonna get
kissed... by a fist.
The Croaker. That's like
all he does is croak.
- The Frogspawn.
- Now, that's just gross.
Colonel Jazzhands,
The Gentleman Crawler,
The Birthday Boy,
The Summertime Man.
Wait, I've got it.
Look out. It's Christmas Person.
Are you having
a brain cramp?
Why don't you do better,
then?
The Amphibarbarian.
The Amphibarbarian!
Yeah, that's better.
Where's the rest of him?
He looks like one of those
before-and-after ads,
but before the gym
and after a disease.
You don't
have to take that.
This man is a joke!
You wanna joke?
When I've finished
with you,
they'll have to send your teeth
to you in the mail.
Because the teeth
will have landed far away
and the postal service
is the most practical way
for you to retrieve them
and avoid the necessity
of going there on foot.
Oh, oh!
Trash-talking time!
Oh, yeah?
Well, I heard you train 24/7,
which I guess you have
the freedom to do
when you don't have
any meaningful relationships.
What?
Being so rich
and successful,
it must be difficult to know
whether your friends like you
for your fame
or for your lack of personality.
You know
what's really loud, Joao?
Insecurity.
Confidence is silent.
Just like
your empty mansion.
Gentlemen, please!
Save it for the fight.
Before this,
I was just gonna break you.
But now
I am going to end you!
Mr Corneille,
aren't you a little concerned
about what Joao said?
Yeah, shouldn't you be, like,
training instead of meditating?
Wait a minute.
Come on!
How can you sleep
when your opponent
is capable of this?
That was a
friendly match against the US Navy.
The week after that, he was
scheduled to fight Belgium.
- Fight who in Belgium?
- The whole country.
But they forfeited when they saw
what he did to the ship.
Kids, you need to relax.
I have a plan.
We let that guy
wear himself out
with a gruelling training
schedule while I save my energy.
I call it the art of training
without training.
Cue montage.
♪ Take a rest, sit down ♪
♪ Let the other guy
do the runnin' round ♪
♪ Take a rest, lie down ♪
♪ Ditch the track suit
for a dressin' gown ♪
♪ Try to relax,
don't tire yourself out ♪
♪ Avoid any form of training ♪
♪ Like, seriously, dude,
workin' hard at stuff ♪
♪ Is dumb and super draining ♪
♪ Ba-da ditty,
I'm just filling time ♪
♪ I'm not even gonna
make it rhyme ♪
♪ But, oh, my goodness,
that bit rhymed accidentally ♪
♪ Well,
here's the chorus again ♪
♪ Take a rest, sit down ♪
♪ Somethin' about runnin' ♪
Take a...
Arrgh! My neck!
I'm sorry,
but as your trainer,
I must tell you that you
cannot fight in this condition.
It's just a crick
in the neck.
No, I meant you're really
physically underdeveloped.
Which is a polite way to say
that I've seen stronger limbs
on discarded Christmas trees
in March
and that you're gonna get your
butt handed to you... in an urn.
Hey, don't worry, kids.
I've studied video footage
of Joao.
He's got a tell-tale sign
just before he hits.
What is it?
He curls his fingers into a fist
and raises his arm.
Ah, come on, kids.
Lighten up.
90% of a fight
is won in the mind.
All you need to do
is believe in me.
Can you do that?
Okay.
Hey, is
this Joao's manager?
Yeah, this is Corneille's team.
We want to pull out of the fight.
- What?!
- We're forfeiting.
You can't
do that on the day of the fight!
Okay, I can give you
an extra $10,000.
Yep, nah,
we just want to pull out.
Sorry,
had to make another pot.
Listen,
this is my last offer.
Your guy goes down in the first round
and we split the ticket sales.
It's not about the money.
We just don't want him to get hurt.
Fine.
70% for you, 30% for me.
- You don't understand.
- 90/10!
You're killing me here,
kid!
Okay, I think you're drinking
too much coffee, sir.
It's bad for your health.
Too much coffee
is bad for your health?!
Listen, I promise
Joao will go easy on your guy.
Then we can save your school.
Do we have a deal?
Ok...
Oh, come on, man!
Sorry, I just really
didn't expect you
to go with that last deal.
So it's like that,
huh?
Look, sir,
it's not that
we don't believe in you.
It's that we know
you can't win.
Of course I can.
How? Show us.
How on Earth
are you gonna hit this guy?
With my heart,
like this!
Just leave me to it.
And don't bother coming.
It's time.
♪♪
Win.
We believe in you.
Look, Mr Corneille.
I...
Go get him.
Kids, thank you
for believing in me
when I didn't even
believe in myself.
And the reason
I didn't believe in myself
was because I knew
I was lying all along.
- Wait, what?
- I'm not a fighter.
I just lied because
I wanted to smooch the nurse.
But your black eye... you said
you got hurt in the cage.
When I said
I walked into the cage
I meant I walked into
the hamster cage.
I was trying to lick my elbow
after hearing it was impossible.
- You lied?
- Lies are only facts
that haven't happened.
Are you insane?!
Get out of the ring!
No. I may not have been
a fighter when I started,
but I am now,
thanks to your belief.
You saw what I did
to that wall.
I got this.
Ready?
Was he talking about that wall
the inmates dug a hole through?
Fight!
- Uh...
- Uh...
- Uh...
- Uh...
Owwwwwww.
Well, on the plus side,
we still get the money
to save the school.