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First lesson of the day!
[Gumball is in civics class. He is typing on a school laptop by his desk.]
Gumball: (Humming) hmm, hm hm, hm hmmm...
(Slam!)
[He gets startled by Miss Simian suddenly slamming his laptop shut.]
Gumball: Um...
[She then snatches it from him, puts the laptop in her mouth and bites it in half, spilling its electronic parts all over his desk.]
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Gumball: (Perplexed) What?? I was literally just sitting here doing my assignment!
Miss Simian: (Glares) What you are working on, we were finished with three weeks ago! That time has long passed, Watterson!!
Gumball: (Folds arms) So what's your proposal, then?
[Miss Simian raises a finger.]
Miss Simian: My proposal is that TODAY, we're gonna start on something new!
Gumball: (Scoffs) Finally! It's about time you got rid of that ugly dress...
(Slam!!)
[She slams her fist into Gumball's desk. Miss Simian then leans closer to his face.]
Miss Simian: (Prolonged) ...Involving lectuuurrreeeeeeee....
Gumball: Aw, maaan!!
Miss Simian: Listen up, class!!
[Everyone looks up from what they're doing. Miss simian walks up to the chalkboard.]
Miss Simian: Today, we're gonna start with... (She writes the subject down on the board) ...Culture!!
[The class goes quiet.]
Darwin: Um... Didn't we have that subject like, six weeks ago?
Miss Simian: (Mischievously) Yes, but this time you're gonna work in GROUPS!! ...
Everyone: Awwww!!
[The class groans, disappointed.]
Miss Simian (Continues): ...Of three!
Everyone: Awwww!!
[The class groans again.]
Miss Simian (Continues): ...The deadline is next mon...
[The class all gasps excitedly, expecting her to finish with "Next month".]
Miss Simian (Continues): ...day!
Everyone: Awwwww!!!
[They groan one last time.]
Miss Simian: (Annoyed) Oh, boo hoo!! When I was your age, I had to work in groups with the first Homo Sapien and the first Neanderthal... And look how that turned out!
[Simian sits by her desk.]
Miss Simian: You will all pick out the most important person of ethnicity in your group and write an essay about them! If you don't have it turned in by next week, you'll FAIL!! End of question!
[Masami raises her hand.]
Miss Simian: (Sighs) Yes, Masami...?
Masami: No offense, Simian, but should we really work in groups when there's a certain person in here that doesn't speak our language??
[Everyone stares at Juke by his desk.]
Juke: Bwtt??
[He looks around, confused.]
Miss Simian: (Apathetic) That's none of my concern! If you want to work with him, then you're gonna have to adjust yourself! Alright everyone, start to pick your partners!!
[Everyone starts to walk across the classroom to pick their two other partners. For example, Teri sits with Carmen and Sarah, Masami sits with Molly and Leslie, Carrie sits with Bobert and Tobias and so on...]
[Camera cuts to Gumball. He smirks over to Darwin as he picks a partner.]
[Darwin immediately does a smug face back.]
Gumball: Eeehh?
Darwin: Eeeehhh?
[They jump off their chairs...]
Gumball: Ehh?
Darwin: Ehh?
Gumball: Eeeeehhh??
Darwin: Eeeeehhh?
[They start inching towards each other, saying "eh?" repeatedly.]
Gumball and Darwin: Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh...
[They make it to the middle, hugging each other.]
Gumball and Darwin: (Prolonged) EEEEEHHHHHH!!!!
[It cuts to Juke, walking across the classroom. He starts by walking up to Teri's group.]
Teri: Oh. Sorry, Juke... We're already full here!
[Teri goes back to talking to Carmen. Juke walks up to Masami's group.]
Masami: (Hostile) Beat it, outlander!!
[Masami goes back to talking with Leslie. Juke rotates to Tobias' group.]
Tobias: Don't worry dude, I would definitely let you join me! ... (Deadpans) ...If it wasn't for the fact that you speak incoherent fart sounds...
[Tobias turns back to talk to Carrie.]
Juke: Bjjjrrrdhh...
[Juke hangs his head sadly. He then walks to the corner of the classroom and sits down, whimpering...]
[Going back to Gumball and Darwin, they are now sitting by a desk, having a third chair there assigned for another person to sit.]
Gumball: ...Alright, so who could our third person be?
Darwin: I don't know... We don't really have any other friends to work with...
Gumball: Ohh! How about her!?
[Gumball points at Miss Simian, bored out of her mind by her desk.]
Darwin: (Confused) ...You want to ask the teacher to be our third partner??
Gumball: Yeah, think about it! She's the teacher and knows everything, already!
Darwin: That's not how it works!--
[He ignores Darwin and darts over to Miss Simian's desk anyways.]
Gumball: (Curious) Hey, Simian! Whatchu doooin'??
[She sips from her cup of coffee.]
Miss Simian: (Unbothered) Counting down the days until I can finally get rid of you...
Gumball: (Fake laughs) Ahahaha! You're so funny~ Anyways, I was thinking if maybe you could be in our group! You're already old and grumpy so you must have lots of background hist--
[Miss Simian stands up from her chair and glares at Gumball.]
Miss Simian: GRRRRRRRRR!!!
[She stares at him with red, glowing eyes. It makes Gumball lose all his colors and turn completely gray.]
Gumball: (Weakly, dehydrated) Yup, y-you made that point p-p-perfectly clear...
[Gumball backs off slowly to his desk again.]
Gumball: OUF!!
[Without looking, he hits his head on the desk and falls to the floor.]
[He stands up and shakes himself off, gaining his color back again.]
Darwin: Ohh! How about Juke!? He doesn't look like he has anyone to be with!
[Darwin points in his direction. He is now sitting alone, adjusting his cassette in his mouth.]
Gumball: Dude, did you already forget?
Darwin: (Confused) Forget what??
Gumball: You forgot that he talks like this:
[Gumball's face morphs into a telegraph. He starts speaking in morse code beeps.]
Gumball: (Morse code) BEEP! BEEP BEEP! BEEP! BEEP BEEP!
[He morphs back to his normal face.]
Gumball: (Certain) There's no way on Earth that I will accept him into the group!
Darwin: But look at how lonely he is... Surely you must feel some sympathy for the guy!
Gumball: I don't feel anything for him!
Darwin: (Whispers) Come on, just let your sadness exhale!
Gumball: (Folds arms, decidedly) Nope! My eyes are completely dry!
[Darwin deadpans.]
Gumball: YEOW!!
[He pinches Gumball in the arm. It makes Gumball shed a single tear in pain.]
Darwin: See? You're crying! You do have sympathy for him!
[Gumball wipes off the tear.]
Gumball: (Sighs, reluctant) Fine! I guess I'll go talk to him, then...
Darwin: (Sweetly) Thank you!
Gumball: But if he only speaks in his language and doesn't do anything else, then it's your fault, dude!!
[He jumps off his chair and walks away from Darwin.]
[Cutting to Juke, he is now curled up, close to falling asleep where he is sitting.]
Gumball: (Off-screen) Hey, dude!
[Juke looks up, seeing Gumball being there with him.]
Gumball: I need to tell you something important...
Juke: Brrrmm?
Gumball: What I need to tell you is... (Short pause) ...That despite the fact that you talk like a German kid who's choking on mashed potatoes, you still have a slight chance of surviving adulthood-- OW!!
[Gumball gets a book thrown at him from across the classroom by Darwin, frowning at him.]
Gumball: (Groans, unwilling) Arghhh... What I meant to say, is that you are more than welcome to join me and Darwin in our group!
[Juke shines up.]
Juke: (Beatboxes happily) Pm skht pfr pw wo krrrt krrrt?
Gumball: (Weirded out) ...I have literally no idea what you just said, (Cheerfully) but yes,, you are welcome!!
[Juke gets up on his feet and beatboxes in joy over the good news.]
Juke: (Beatboxes) Bu ji tu sksh pf krrrr brrrr brrrr...
[He continues beatboxing for a prolonged time.]
Gumball: Yeah whatever, just meet us in the library!
[Gumball grows tired of him and walks away. Juke continues beatboxing anyways.]
Juke (Continued): Pshkt Prrr WO WO Brr kr pss psss bbb bbb...
Juke's foreign country
[The school bell rings. A few hours later, Gumball, Darwin and Juke are sitting in the library by the computers. Darwin is squinting at a piece of paper by the desk, while Gumball is apathetically watching puppy videos on Elmore Stream-It.]
Darwin: (Worn out) Alright, so we've come to the conclusion that you can't speak English, you can't type English, and you can't speak English in sign language... What else can we try?
[Darwin turns to Juke, whose cassette now has exposed tape after several hours of strategies. He throws away the broken cassette and replaces it with a new one from his pocket.]
Juke: (Beatboxes) Prr skh du ka ha da WOMP khd pjt brrr krrrr bwww!
Darwin: Ohh! Maybe I could try interpreting it!
[Gumball rotates in his chair away from the computer screen.]
Gumball: (Chuckles) HA, That's a new one! How are you gonna do that if you don't even understand a single word that comes out of his mouth?
Darwin: (Annoyed) I don't know, are you actually gonna help or are you just gonna sit there and be a jerk!?
Gumball: Meh, I prefer the third option?
Darwin: And what's that?
Gumball: (Hostile) Not caring!!
Darwin: (Shrugs) Alright then, but could I at least borrow a pen from you?
Gumball: (Raises eyebrow) "A pen"?? I don't have a p– AHAHAOUW!!
[Darwin angrily plucks a whisker from Gumball's face, making him shriek in pain. He then uses the whisker as a quill and dips it into a bottle of ink sitting nearby.]
Darwin: (To Juke) Alright, here's the plan! You're gonna talk and I'm gonna write down everything you say! Are we clear?
[Juke nods.]
Darwin: Begin!!
[Darwin begins writing with the whisker on the piece of paper. Juke boomboxes.]
Juke: Pudighikig pugtsssjakjsh brrr kmr pgshkh modoggshk paskhtj brrhjdt...
Darwin: (Writing down) Uh huh, uh huh...
Juke (Continues): (Beatboxing) EUWUE--E SprsyWOSHIKAHDI mrhh pm fi ydd gjdjigh!!
[Juke takes a breather. Darwin straightens the paper and begins reading what he wrote down from what he thought he heard.]
Darwin: (Confused) "Pudding king put the jam breezing cold in Pennsylvania's microwave and packed his breasts... Eating spicy sushi made him five years younger..."
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...
[Beat. Gumball and Juke stares at Darwin, completely baffled.]
Gumball: (To Darwin) You got it all wrong. What he actually said, was that "Darwin is a complete screw-up who's gonna make us all fail the assigment completely"!
Darwin: (Irritated) Hey!! If you're not gonna help, then at least be quiet!
Gumball: Pshh! Why? I'm not the one who brought the sentient powermixer into the group!
Darwin: (Angrily) Oh yeah!? Well how's THIS for sentience!?!
(Slap!)
[Darwin slaps Gumball in the face with his fin. Gumball scowls.]
(Slap!)
[He slaps Darwin in the face back.]
(Slap!)
(Slap!)
(Slap!)
(Slap!)
[Gumball and Darwin continues slapping each other in the face repeatedly.]
(Slap!)
(Slap!)
(Slap!)
(Slap!)
[Juke grows tired of their slapfest and walks away from the computers. He goes off-screen.]
(Slap!)
(Slap!)
(Slap!)
[Juke comes back again, now holding a fat geography book. They are still slapping each other.]
(THUNK!!)
[He drops the book on the desk. Darwin's fin, however, manages to be under the book, crushing it.]
Darwin: (In pain) OUWW!! MY BEAUTIFUL FIN!!
[Juke ignores Darwin and opens the book. He flips to a page and the map of a continent comes up. It is shown to be Boomboxembourg, which is shaped as a music note.]
[Darwin pulls his fin out from under the book. Gumball gasps in surprise.]
Gumball: Of course , your homeland!! Why didn't we think of that!?
[He rotates back to the computer.]
Gumball: (Starts typing) We'll just contact Boomboxembourg right now and they'll give us a direct translation of your gibberish--
(Slap!)
[Juke slaps Gumball's fingers away from the keyboard.]
Juke: (Angry beatboxing) Pshkt bgsh t brrrr kh kh dr drrr!!
Gumball: (Confused) ...You want me to send them a letter?
[Juke facepalms. He then continues beatboxing while mimicing an airplane with his hands.]
Juke: (Beatboxes) P-p shkhtj! (Aiplane noises) Nyoooooommmm... sjhkrrrrt!!
[Gumball gets even more perplexed.]
Gumball: ...Y-you want me to send them a package?
[Juke mimics passengers walking onto a plane with his fingers.]
Juke: (Beatboxes) Schhkt prrrr krrrt! (Mimics the plane lifting off) Nyooommmm... Skht prrr kmdlpjdft!
[Darwin tries to guess.]
Darwin: ...You want us to put you into a floating box and send you there??
[Juke sighs. He grabs Gumball's whisker that Darwin pulled off and dips it into the bottle of ink. He then starts drawing with it in the geography book.]
[Once he's done, the camera shows what he drew: an airplane next to Boomboxembourg with an arrow pointing towards the continent.]
Darwin: Ooh! You want us to travel to Boomboxembourg! That's what you wanted to--
Gumball: (Interrupts) Wait, I got a better idea! We travel to Boomboxembourg! That way, we get to know EVERYTHING about boomboxheads!
...
...
[Darwin and Juke stares at Gumball, angrily.]
Darwin: (Annoyed) That's literally what he just--
(Slap!)
[Gumball slaps Darwin in the face.]
Gumball: (Infuriated) Hey!! Don't take credit! I was the one who came up with the idea, not you!!
[Darwin ignores Gumball and puts a caring fin on Juke's shoulder.]
Darwin: But that's a great idea, Juke! That way, we can get to understand you better for the assignment, while you also get to connect to your roots! So which country of Boomboxembourg do you come from?
[Juke puts his finger on the map. He points at the smallest country, Scratchistan: a tiny island located in the middle of the sea of Boomboxembourg.]
Gumball: (Squints eyes) "Scratchistan"?? Wow, that is incredibly small.
Juke: (Angry beatboxing) WAH WOOOMP!!
Gumball: (Retracts) Okay okay, sorry! I just thought there was gonna be more of it!
Juke: (Continues beatboxing angrily) Pjjjrh skhdhak krd!
Gumball: (Rolls eyes) Okay fine, it's average-sized! You happy now?
[Juke closes the geography book.]
Darwin: (Thinks) Here's the question, though... how are we gonna get there? It's probably on the other side of the world.
Gumball: (Smugly) I know exactly how we're gonna get there!
[The camera zooms in on Gumball's face, dramatically. He gets a handsome-looking face as he speaks in a gruff voice.]
Gumball: (Intimidating) We break into the harbor at night! When the guards aren't looking, we steal a boat and drive off! Or even better, we'll break into the military base to steal fighter jets! Knowing how fast they are, we'll be across the world in less than an hour!
[It cuts to Darwin.]
Darwin: Oh wait, I got a better idea! (Smirks at Gumball) You're really gonna like this one!
Gumball: (Acts tough) Oh yeah? What is it, my naive friend?
On the airplane
[It abruptly cuts over to Gumball, Darwin and Juke, now sitting onboard a crowded airplane.]
Gumball: (Shrugs) Meh, I still liked my idea better.
[The journey continues on by flight. Scene ends.]
Scratchistan
[Camera fades into a new scene, showing Darwin sleeping in a bathtub filled with water. He is located in some sort of shabby cabin, with mold all over the white walls.]
((HOOOOOONKKK!!!))
[A loud foghorn is heard outside.]
Darwin: (Wakes up, excitedly) We're here!!
[Camera cuts outside, showing that it's daytime. They're shown to now be on a cruise ship, as Darwin kicks the door open and runs outside, laughing.]
Darwin: C'mon, let's go!!
[As Darwin runs off-screen, Juke walks out of the cabin, rubbing his eyes tiredly. He follows Darwin.]
Gumball: (Grunts) Hnghh! Gnggh!!
[The last one making it out of the cabin is Gumball, who is dragging on a bunch of suitcases. He is also dressed in a bunch of "Boomboxembourg" souvenirs, including a chain with the continent on it, a hat saying "Boomboxembourg" and some white shutter shades.]
Gumball: (Grunts) HRRGHHH!!! (Takes a break) Dagnabbit, I really need to stop buying so many souvenirs!
[He grabs the suitcases and continues struggling with them.]
Gumball: (Grunts) GNGH!! GAAHH!!
[The gangway of the boat gets reeled down to land. Darwin and Juke departs and steps down on the sandy beach.]
Darwin: (To Gumball) C'mon dude, what's taking you so long!?!
[Gumball is right on their tail, still struggling with the suitcases. He makes it up to the gangway.]
Gumball: (Grunts) Hold... on... GNGHHH!!!
(Slip!)
Gumball: AHH--
[Suddenly, Gumball slips.]
Gumball: OUF!! AOUW!!
[He, along with the luggage, comes tumbling down the gangway.]
[Darwin and Juke braces for impact.]
Darwin: aaaaaAAAAHHH–!!
[They end up getting all the suitcases and souvenirs over them, making all three of them get buried underneath it in a large pile.]
...
[Two seconds later, Gumball and Darwin ascends from the pile and gazes their eyes upon what's in front of them.]
Gumball and Darwin: (Exclaims) Wooooaaahhh...
[The camera rotates 180°, showing what they are looking at. It's a fortified city, being surrounded by a high, brick wall.]
Gumball: (Stands up, dusts himself off) What the heck is this place?
[Darwin takes out a map.]
Darwin: According to this map, we are right now at Scratchistan's only city: (Turns confused) S-Scratchistan?? Huh, whaddaya know...
Gumball: Naming your capital city after your country?? That's like naming your son after your mom's name!
[Gumball and Darwin steps out of the pile and starts walking away, without grabbing any luggage.]
[Shortly after, Juke comes up from the pile, gasping for air. He then mutters and follows the boys grumpily.]
[Camera cuts to Gumball and Darwin again. They are headed towards a large, wooden gateway, serving as Scratchistan's only entrance.]
Gumball: (To Darwin) So what else is there to know about Scratchistan?
Darwin: (Checks map again) According to this map, every single inhabitant lives inside the walls of Scratchistan! The people living outside are animals, rodents, and boomboxes who listens to country music!
Gumball: Yeah, I kinda saw that last one coming...
???: HALT, STRANGER!!!
Gumball: What the–!? Who are you??
[Two boombox-guards blocks the gateway with their spears directed in front of the doors. The guards are dressed in full, black armor.]
Boombox Guard 1: (Gruff voice) We are the noble guards of the High Priest! And you two are not welcome here!!
Darwin: What!? Why??
Boombox Guard 2: Isn't it obvious!? You two are NOT boomboxes!! Only boomboxes are allowed into the province of Scratchistan!
Gumball: (Unsurely) ...C-can we come in if our friend is a boombox??
[Juke appears behind Gumball, twiddling his fingers shyly...]
[The Boombox guards goes quiet in surprise.]
Boombox Guard 1: (Stammers nervously) Oh, um... I'm uh... I-I'm sorry, I... I didn't think that you were with Him... um... Please proceed, gentlemen!
[The guard holds the gate open for them.]
Gumball and Darwin: Mm?
[Gumball and Darwin shrugs and walks in. Juke follows them.]
[Once inside, the gates closes behind them. They immediately get astonished again as they take a look around. Camera reveals that Scratchistan is set in a medieval era, as all the Boombox citizens inside are wearing robes and surcotes. They are distinct from each other, as the male boomboxes looks like Juke while the female ones have eyelashes. The starting area of the province is revealed to be the town square with a market going on, as all the villagers are out buying things.]
Gumball: (Impressed) Woah dude, this looks even more medieval than the outside!
[Everyone in the town square halts and stares over at Gumball, Darwin and Juke. The lute music playing abruptly stops.]
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[Beat.]
...
Darwin: (Aside to Gumball) Also quieter than I expected...
Gumball: (Whispers) Maybe we just need to introduce ourselves!
[Gumball shouts and his voice echoes throughout the crowd.]
Gumball: (Reverbed shouting) My name is Gumball! Gum--ball... (Points at Juke) I'm here with this guy, who you might already know!
[All the villagers remain silent, petrified.]
Gumball: (Awkwardly) Yup, this guy...
[A stunned, nearby boombox-woman drops her basket of fruits.]
Gumball: N-no...? Why is it not working??
Darwin: (Whispers) Let's just continue walking!
[They start strolling across the marketplace. All the townsfolk continues staring and chattering indistinctly with each other as Gumball, Darwin and Juke walks by.]
Gumball: (Nervously; Whispers) Dude, why are they still staring!? It's freaking me out!!
Darwin: (Warily) I don't know... But it seems like their attention has been drawn to Juke! He's like some sort of deity here or something...
[And Darwin is correct: All the Boombox-people are, in fact, staring at Juke. He looks around nervously.]
Juke: (Beatboxes) Prmm skhkt ba bwr bwamp?
[They stop walking.]
Gumball: I agree, Juke! We should leave you here and wait for you until you are ready to–...
[Darwin covers Gumball's mouth with his fin.]
Darwin: No!! Let's just go to that inn over there and lay low for a while.
[Darwin points towards an old tavern on the other side of the street. A hanging sign shows that it is named "The Sleepy Stereo".]
Gumball: (Rubs stomach) Man, I could really go for some food right now after throwing up on the plane... Alright, let's go there!
[All three of them rushes over to the tavern. Once inside, Juke slams the door shut.]
[Camera cuts to inside. Gumball locks the door with a barrel bolt so no one else can follow them.]
Gumball: There! That should keep us occupied for a while!
[They continue exploring the inn, decorated with animal heads nailed up on the walls.]
...
[They walk up to the reception. A buff boombox, three times their size wearing an apron is cleaning beer glasses by the counter, facing away from them.]
Gumball: Uhm, excuse me sir?
[The boombox turns around slowly. His steps makes the ground under them rumble.]
Boombox Innkeeper: (Deep voice) Yeeeh?
Gumball: (Pleasantly) I would like to order the tastiest, juicest hamburger on your menu, please!
Boombox Innkeeper: We don't have that on the menu!
Gumball: (Raises eyebrow) Right... So what do you have on the menu?
Boombox Innkeeper: (Unpleasant) Ooh! You wanna know about our menu, huh!?
Gumball: (Flatly) Yeah... That's literally what I just said.
Boombox Innkeeper: Well let's see here, then... (Thinks to himself) Today on the menu, we have...... YOU!!!
Gumball and Darwin: WHAT!?!
[Two guards comes behind them and puts sacks over Gumball's, Darwin's and Juke's heads.]
Gumball and Darwin: (Muffled) NOOOO--!!
[Their screams gets cut off as the screen goes black. Scene ends.]
Our leader has returned!
Gumball: (Panicking) Gah!! Where am I!?
[Scene starts showing the point of view from Gumball with the sack still over his head, finding himself to be trapped.]
Gumball: (Terrified) What is HAPPENING!?!
Darwin: (Distant) Gumball!? Gumball, is that you??
[Gumball sees a small glimpse of the outside, noticing Darwin's legs.]
Gumball: Darwin!! What's going on!?
Darwin: (Nervously) I don't know, but let's just stand still and hope that they don't slice our heads off!
Gumball: WHAT KIND OF STRATEGY IS THAT!?!
???: Take off their bags!!
[Camera switches perspective. A guard takes off Gumball's mask and he shrieks in terror.]
Gumball: GAAHH—!!
[He stops screaming and opens his eyes. He gets met with an entire audience of boombox-citizens staring at him from the ground, as he is revealed to be on top of a platform.]
Gumball: (Confused) Huh??
[The guards takes off Darwin's and Juke's sacks as well. A boombox-priest nearby, wearing a green cloak, speaks.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Triumphly) Our great leader, has finally RETURNED!!!
[The audience bursts out in a whoop, cheering them on. Gumball and Darwin shares eye contact in bewilderment.]
Gumball: (Eased) Oh nice, I'm praised here! That's a relief!
Darwin: (Quietly) Not you! Him!!
[Darwin points at Juke. The High Priest, voiced by Will Stamper, walks up to Juke and shakes his hand.]
High Priest Downbeat: (To Juke) For hundreds of years, our people have waited for your return... And now, you're here to guide us to VICTORY!!!
[The audience cheers again happily. Juke is completely perplexed.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Pleasant) Oh! I should probably introduce myself. My name is High Priest Downbeat, and I'm the one who has been praising your arrival! (Glances at Gumball and Darwin) And they are...?
Juke: (Beatboxes) Prmm sjhkht P wowo prmmm!
High Priest Downbeat: Oh! They're your loyal henchmen? Well, that explains everything!
Gumball: (Offended) "Henchmen"!? What are you--
(Snap!)
[Downbeat interrupts him by snapping his fingers.]
High Priest Downbeat: Ladies!! Dress them up properly, will you??
[A bunch of female followers of Downbeat walks behind Gumball and Darwin and starts taking off their clothes.]
Darwin: Woah woah woah, what are you doing!?
[One of the boombox-girls grabs Darwin's shoes. Another one grabs Gumball's shirt.]
Boombox girl: (Whispers loudly) Be still! You need to look your best in front of the High Priest!!
[Gumball pushes one of the girls away from him.]
Gumball: (Irritated) Okay, stop! We don't wanna take part of your weird, secret society that you have going on here! We're only here to learn Juke's language, and then we'll be out of your way.
[Everyone goes quiet. Downbeat stammers.]
High Priest Downbeat: Oh... Is... Is this the only reason you're here...?
[Downbeat turns to Juke.]
High Priest Downbeat: Is this true, Great Leader...?
[Juke nods.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Upset) Huh. Well, that's a disappointment... (Acts pleasant) But alright then, I will do everything I can to help you with your desire!
[Downbeat turns to the audience.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Shouts angrily) And for the rest of you: go on with your day, and DON'T disturb my lecture until the ceremony begins!!
Boombox Villager: Aww, boooooo!!
[The crowd reacts harshly, disappointed as they all start leaving the area. The boombox-girls also walks away Gumball and Darwin.]
Darwin: (To Downbeat) Wait, a ceremony? What ceremony??
[Downbeat starts rubbing his hands...]
Downbeat: (Sinister) Hehehe, that's a surprise coming for later... (Turns pleasant) Come on, now! We have a city to explore!
[Downbeat gestures at them as he walks off the stage. Gumball, Darwin and Juke follows him. As they leave, the camera pans over to a golden statue of Juke, posing intimidatingly on a rock as he is holding a spear...]
The Hall of The Warrior
[Gumball, Darwin and Juke has made it to downtown with Downbeat first in lead, guiding them. As they stroll by, several of the buildings are seen to be damaged.]
High Priest Downbeat: Here in Scratchistan, our people have been in war since the dawn of time with the remaining countries of Boomboxembourg! Sometimes we've lost, but mostly, we've conquered!
Gumball: (Aside to Darwin) ...And yet it remains the smallest on the map...
Darwin: Wait, is that why you have been waiting for Juke here to return? So he can become a warrior?
High Priest Downbeat: Correct, and he was gonna become a great warrior! (Turns aggressive) ...But that was until you two decided to ruin that for me!! (Turns calm) ...But fear not! I will do anything it takes to satisfy our great leader!
[Gumball and Darwin gets weirded out over his comment.]
Gumball: Riiiiiggght... So where do we begin, then?
High Priest Downbeat: Right here!
[Downbeat turns to a large structure, remaining untouched, as it is still in prime condition.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Triumphed) I present to you: The HALL OF THE WARRIOR!!
[Gumball is not amused.]
Gumball: (Apathetic) Meh, having such a cool name on such a boring building is overselling it...
Darwin: (Aside, annoyed) Dude, remember what we came here for!!
Gumball: (Reluctant) Fine... But don't blame me if we ice this completely.
[They all walk to the entrance. Right as Downbeat grabs the handle, Darwin realizes something.]
Darwin: W-wait! How come everyone else speaks English here, but not Juke??
High Priest Downbeat: (Chuckles) Very good question, henchman! You see, our folktales tells us that the great leader's mother escaped to America to later give birth to the great leader himself. That's why we've adjusted ourself to the English language to honor him!
Gumball: (Sarcastically) Well that definitely doesn't seem coincidental...
High Priest Downbeat: But of course we are required to learn our native language as well! Here, let me show you! (To Juke) Great leader? Would you be so kind to speak for me?
[Juke thinks. He then beatboxes.]
Juke: (Beatboxing) Prrrm sj sj krrrt krrrt spma spma brmmm!
High Priest Downbeat: (To Gumball, calmly) He says that the blue one's head looks like a swollen blueberry.
[Gumball frowns exaggeratedly at Juke.]
Gumball: (Offended) Ohh!!
[They all step inside the building.]
[Once they are inside, Downbeat shuts the door behind them. Gumball and Darwin exclaims.]
Gumball and Darwin: (Simultaneously, astonished) Wooaaahhh!!
[The camera travels across the hall, showing what it contains. On the right, a bookshelf with cassette tapes is placed, while on the right, a door leading to another unknown room is seen. In front of them, a weird armor is on display, consisting of a helmet shaped as an afro completed with disco jeans and jacket. The entire set is made of metal and is sprayed in gold.]
High Priest Downbeat: Here is all the equipment our great leader needs before the ceremony! Now make sure to feast your eyes only, as touching anything in here is completely forbidd– Wait, what!?
[Downbeat turns around, seeing that Gumball, Darwin and Juke has disappeared.]
[Rotating back again, he sees that they're fiddling with the set of armor.]
Gumball: Dude, check out this one!
[Gumball grabs the metal afro-helmet and puts it on his head.]
Gumball: (Imitates accent) Yo dawg, stop rattin' and tattin' cuz we're about to get GROOVY!!
Darwin: Hahahah! Hold on, let me try!
[Darwin grabs the afro, putting it on his head. He starts talking like Bootsy Collins.]
Darwin: (Seducing voice) Imma make some groove, that make you wanna move, bobba!
[They both start laughing, when suddenly...]
(Crash!)
[...the afro helmet slips off from Darwin's head and hits the floor, leaving a crack in it.]
Darwin: (Seductive voice again) The funk gets stronga, baby! Let's get some funk–
Gumball: (Deadpan) Okay, that's enough.
[Darwin goes silent, sheepishly. Downbeat storms up to them.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Aggressively) Did you fools not hear a single word of what I just said!?
[He picks up the helmet again and puts it back on the display.]
High Priest Downbeat: The armor of the returned is NOT to be touched by anyone except the great leader himself!! Understood!?
Gumball: (Ridicules) Pshh! Great leader this and Great leader that! How about you actually teach us something for the assignment, "High Priest"!?
High Priest Downbeat: (Annoyed) You didn't even give me the chance to start. My lecture would've started earlier if you hadn't been goofing off like an idiot...
[Downbeat starts walking to the door that was seen earlier.]
High Priest Downbeat: Enough with that, let's move along to what I actually have to show you!
[He grabs the door handle.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Joyful) Now I must warn you, what you're about to see might be a little bit extreme!
[He walks inside and goes up the flight of stairs.]
[On the upper floor, a dictionary is seen being on display with a glimpse of light shining down on it.]
High Priest Downbeat: Here it is, lads! The Lexicon of the beatbox!! Here, you can find anything you want to know about the Beatbox language of Scratchistan!
[Downbeat glances over his shoulder.]
High Priest Downbeat: So, anyone here who wants to take a look ins–...
Gumball: (From downstairs) Wait a minute, are those cassette tapes??
[He turns around, seeing that there's no one else with him. It shows that neither Gumball, Darwin or Juke bothered following him.]
Downbeat: Wait... (Realizes) THEY DIDN'T EVEN FOLLOW ME!?!
[It cuts downstairs again. Downbeat comes racing down the stairs carrying the dictionary book with him. He halts when he sees Gumball, Darwin and Juke by the "cassette bookshelf".]
Gumball: Dude, look at all these options! British accent, pompous accent... Ohh! Rasta accent! I need to see this!!
[Gumball puts the cassette tape in Juke's mouth without his consent.]
Juke: (In Jamaican patois) A beg yuh man, stop the nonsense!
Darwin: Ohh! Let's try the news anchor voice!
[Darwin switches cassettes on Juke.]
Juke: (Annoyed) We interrupt this program to bring you: My patience being tested!
Gumball: (Checks cassette) How about this one?? This one is colored green!
(Slap!)
[Gumball tries to switch cassettes but Juke slaps his hand away, exasperated.]
[Downbeat runs up to them again. He snatches the cassettes.]
High Priest Downbeat: DON'T touch the cassettes!! (He arranges the cassettes on the bookshelf again) The Great Leader is NOT allowed to speak in any other language than his own, you imbeciles!!
Gumball: (Groans, impatient) What's up with all these rules? We only wanted to find a cassette that made Juke speak English!
High Priest Downbeat: Our great leader needs to know Beatbox only, because he will one day have to communicate with the fellow soldiers that will follow him into battle! (Raises a finger) But! ... You are allowed to learn his language yourselves, using THIS!!
[Downbeat holds up the dictionary book. On the front cover, the title is engraved in gold letters, spelling out "The Mighty Lexicon of the Beatbox" in Old English letters.]
Gumball: (Reads cover) "Beatbox in Scratch, Rap, Bass..." (To Darwin) Dude, this book has everything we need!
Darwin: We should just take this right now and get outta here! ---
[Darwin tries to take the dictionary from Downbeat, but he retracts his arm.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Nervously) Eheh... Actually, how about you start practicing tomorrow?? I still have more thing to show you fine gentlemen!
[Gumball and Darwin shares eye contact. They shrug in agreement.]
Darwin: Meh. I guess we could wait.
High Priest Downbeat: Great! I've already booked you a room at the inn, so I'll see you two tomorr– MMPH!?
[Downbeat gets cut off by Gumball shoving a cassette into his mouth, switching out the other one.]
High Priest Downbeat: (In Nordic language) Du borjer verkligen ga pa mina nerver!
[He spits the cassette out of his mouth and switches to his normal one. He then points towards the exit.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Scowls) Just get out of here...
[They make it outside again. They immediately notice that it's already dark outside, as all the stars are visible in the night sky.]
Gumball: Wait, why is it already dark outside?
High Priest Downbeat: (Chuckles) Hohoho! Well back in America, your hours work differently than ours. Right now, it's only 5 PM!
Gumball: (Raises eyebrow) Despite the fact that we were only inside for five minutes?
[Juke gazes at the sky.]
Juke: (Beatboxes) Pshwt krm spwr!
Darwin: (Relaxed) I agree, Juke. The sky sure looks beautiful tonight...
[They all join Juke, staring up. Part of the galaxy can be seen in beautiful colors. A star formation shaped as a Boombox head is also seen.]
Gumball: Yeah... especially that star formation that looks like a boombox. (Realizes) Wait, hold on... How did you know Juke was mentioning the sky?
[Everyone turns to Darwin.]
Darwin: Well I was intrigued by the thought of Boombox language, so I learned a few words from the lexicon!
[Darwin holds up the dictionary for everyone to see.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Shakes head) Hold on, hold your horses, you STOLE the lexicon from me!?!
Gumball: (Smugly) Well you know what they say: " Monkey see, monkey steal!" That's what they say, right?
Darwin: (Quietly) No dude, it's "Monkey see, monkey do"!
[Downbeat loses it completely.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Flips out) Why does it matter!?! None of you are MONKEYS!!! Gah!!
[He seizes the dictionary from Darwin's arms.]
High Priest Downbeat: You know what!?! I've HAD it with you two!! Just go back to the inn and STAY AWAY FROM ME!!
...
...
...
[After his meltdown, Downbeat starts to calm down.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Pants) (Pants)... Just go to the inn, and I'll come get you tomorrow...
[Gumball and Darwin backs away slowly, frightened. They disappear, Juke is motionless.]
High Priest Downbeat: (To Juke) I'm sorry for that, Great Leader. But those henchmen of yours really needs to be taught some discipline...
Juke: (Nods; beatboxes) Pa sj mm fr kdh rtt!
High Priest Downbeat: (Shines up) Really? You understand? Ohh, wonderful! That means that we can continue preparing you for tonight's ceremony!
[Downbeat gestures for Juke to walk back into the Hall of the Warrior.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Pleasantly) Now if you would just wait inside, I'll be right with you!
[Juke obeys and walks inside. Downbeat shuts the door behind him, still outside.]
[Downbeat's pleasure gets replaced with a frown. He sees two Boombox guards on duty across the road, working as sentinels.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Loud whisper) Hey! Hey, you two!!
[The Boombox sentinels marches up to him and halts.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Warily) You saw those blue and orange peasants? I need you two to pursue them and snatch them in their sleep! Bring them to me alive !!
Boombox Sentinel 1: Yes, High Priest!
[The Boombox Sentinels marches down the same path Gumball and Darwin disappeared into. Once they're gone, Downbeat steps inside the hall.]
At the Inn
[Gumball and Darwin are back at the inn, where they first got abducted. They enter their reserved room and Gumball immediately stretches.]
Gumball: (Yawns) Man, I'm beat!
Darwin: (Tiredly) Me too...
Gumball: (Grumpily) Finally I can rest, away from that nagging high priest...
[Next to Gumball's bed, a tub filled with water has been placed for Darwin to sleep in. Darwin dips his foot in the water.]
Darwin: What do you mean?
[Gumball's face morphs into a boombox.]
Gumball: (In a pompous voice) "And remember to not touch anything, as I will have to wipe my hairy buttocks with all the furniture once you leave!!"
[He morphs back to normal. Gumball and Darwin shares a laugh.]
Darwin: But at least Juke's enjoying himself! Pretend that he's our child and we're the parents, for example! Wouldn't that make it better?
Gumball: (Deadpan) I would rather ignore that thought as much as possible, actually.
Darwin: (Shrugs) Meh, you're right.
[Darwin steps inside the tub lays down, floating on the surface of the water.]
Darwin: Well I'm off to bed. Goodnight, dude!
Gumball: 'Night!
[Gumball leaps onto his reserved bed...]
(CRACK!!)
[... And he quickly realizes that his mattress is solid, breaking his back.]
Gumball: (Painfully) Gngh! I totally forgot that boomboxes have more solid bones than me...
[Later that evening...]
[Fast forward a few hours later, Gumball and Darwin are vast asleep in their reserved room. Gumball is snoring loudly.]
...
...
Gumball: What the–!?
[As the camera cuts to Gumball, he suddenly gets a sack over his head by one of the guards.]
Gumball: (Muffled) Oh, come on!!
[He gets dragged away from the bed. Scene ends.]
Juke's Choice
[Gumball's sack gets removed from his head. It's still evening outside.]
[He is now located back at the town square next to the gate, along with Darwin, also getting his sack removed. They are there with Downbeat, Juke and a whole crowd of people surrounding them.]
Gumball: (To Downbeat, annoyed) Okay, that "Sack over head" thing is getting pretty lame. You should seriously try something else.
[Downbeat ignores Gumball and rotates to the crowd.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Loudly) Boombox-ladies and Boombox-gentlemen! We, have FINALLY come to a conclusion!!
[Everyone goes attentive.]
High Priest Downbeat: I am happy to reveal that the great party before the ceremony will be held: TONIGHT!!
[The people in the crowd bursts out in a cheer.]
Boombox citizen: WOOO-HOOO!!!
Gumball: A party before the ceremony?! Nice!! (Excitedly) So when does it start??
High Priest Downbeat: Oh yeah, about that... (Arrogant) Fortunately for us, you two aren't invited!
[The crowd goes quiet.]
Gumball: Wait, are you serious??
Darwin: Why not??
High Priest Downbeat: (Smirks at Juke) Isn't that right, Great Leader? Tell them how you made that decision yourself!
[Juke winces, guilty. Gumball and Darwin turns to him.]
Gumball: (To Juke) Is this true? Is it true that you want to get rid of us?
[Juke tries to say something, but Downbeat cuts him off.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Sarcastically) Well yes, it wouldn't be like this if you had just behaved yourselves, but oh nooo... Of course not!
Gumball: (Beseech, to Downbeat) Oh come on, dude! Just give us one more chance to prove ourselves!
High Priest Downbeat: (Hostile) NO!! The time for remorse is up! Guards, SEIZE THEM!!!
[Two Boombox-guards steps behind Gumball and Darwin and grasps their arms, putting them behind their backs.]
[The guards starts leading them to the gate.]
Gumball: C'mon, Juke! Tell them that they're wrong!! Juke!? JUKE!!??
[Juke waves at them with a guilty look on his face, as they get dragged further away.]
[It cuts to outside the fort.]
Gumball and Darwin: OUF–!!
[Gumball and Darwin gets thrown out by the guards. The guards shuts the gates behind them.]
Gumball: (Furiously) Hey!! You can't just lock us out here!! GAAAAHHH!!!--
[Gumball starts charging at the gate in an attempt to get back inside, but...]
(Thump!)
[...the gate ends up effortlessly knocking him to the ground. He is left with a black eye.]
Gumball: (Weakly) Ugghhhh...
[Camera cuts back to the town square again.]
[Downbeat nudges Juke with his elbow.]
High Priest Downbeat: So whaddaya say, huh? Shall we get the party started??
[Juke goes unsure for a bit.]
Juke: (Quietly beatboxes) Wsh du prf krqw mmm...
High Priest Downbeat: What was that?? I couldn't really catch that!
Juke: (Beatboxes louder) Wsh du prf krqw mmm!
High Priest Downbeat: (Gasps) Was that a yes!? I KNEW it!! (He turns to crowd) Good news, everyone! The party can finally BEGIN!!
[The citizens all rushes up to Juke and lifts him up in the air happily. Juke starts crowd-surfing as everyone moves him towards the Hall of The Warrior.]
Boombox Crowd: (Chants) GREAT LEADER!! GREAT LEADER!! GREAT LEADER!!–
The Conclusion!
[Scene cuts away from the town. Colorful fireworks gets shot up and enlightens the night sky above Scratchistan.]
[The camera pans over to Gumball and Darwin, now on a beach next to the seawater, a small distance away from the fort wall. Gumball is sitting down in the sand looking out to the horizon while Darwin is skipping stones.]
Gumball: (Sighs) Now I know how Juke feels back in Elmore... Being ignored and seen down by everyone. It's not fair!
Darwin: Thinking back at it, we kinda had it coming for us.
[Darwin skips a stone. It hits a seagull in the water.]
Gumball: (Raises an eyebrow) What do you mean?
Darwin: Well, there was the time where we insulted him for not speaking English. And then there was the other time where we insulted him for not speaking English... And then, there was last time where we–...
Gumball: (Annoyed) Okay okay, I get it! I looked down on him, alright!? (Winces) And I wish I could take it all back...
Darwin: Good! Then we've come to an agreement!
[Darwin steps into the ocean and starts walking away.]
Gumball: Wait, where are you going?
Darwin: (Exhausted) I'm heading off into the water to rest for the night. The cruiseship won't be here until tomorrow...
[Gumball thinks for a bit. He then stands up.]
Gumball: No... No, I will not accept that!
Darwin: (Sighs, reluctant) Fiiiine... I guess I'll sleep ashore, then.
[Darwin strolls back onto the beach again and lies down flat on the sand.]
Gumball: What? No. I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about Juke! (Determined) He might be with his people again, but he's still our friend and I won't let them take him away from me! Whether he likes it or not!
Darwin: (Lays leisurely) So what's your idea?
[Gumball makes another anime-styled face.]
Gumball: (Tough) We'll kidnap him!!
[He places his hand under his chin, thinking.]
Gumball: (Ponders) ...But first, we need a plan to break in. We can't go by the gates because they're blocked off, so then we'll have to– WHAT THE WHAT IS THAT!?!
[Gumball now notices a giant catapult to his left, with Darwin standing next to it.]
Darwin: (Innocently) A catapult! I found it abandoned here while you were having your thinking montage!
Gumball: (Shakes head in disapproval) That is such an idiotic way to break in... Let's do it!!
[Scene ends.]
Rockafeller Skank
[A music montage begins. "Rockafeller Skank" by Fatboy Slim starts playing.]
[Scene starts back in Scratchistan, by the stage platform where the ceremony is held.]
Fatboy Slim: RI-RI-RI-RI-RI-RI-RI-RI-RI-RI-RI-RI-Right about now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[Juke appears in the shot, pointing his finger up in the air. He is dressed in his "Armor": The golden afro and golden Disco jacket and jeans.]
Fatboy Slim: Check it out now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[Two Boombox background dancers appears behind Juke, both wearing purple versions of his outfit. All three of them walks across the platform stage.]
Fatboy Slim: Right about now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[Juke gets met once again, with a cheering audience underneath him.]
Fatboy Slim: Check it out now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[He points at someone in the audience. The girl Juke pointed at passes out immediately.]
Fatboy Slim: Right about now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[Juke does a headstand, then spins around on his head, break-dancing.]
Fatboy Slim: Check it out now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[The background dancers follows his moves and breakdances.]
Fatboy Slim: Right about now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[Suddenly Juke, arrogantly, leaps onto the crowd to crowd-surf. Everyone lifts him up into the air to carry him across.]
Fatboy Slim: Right about now...
–Bout now.
–Bout now.
–Bout now.
– Bout now.
[The camera transitions over to Gumball and Darwin with musical notes traveling across the screen.
[Gumball starts climbing into the bucket of the catapult to be launched. The catapult is now facing the fort.]
[He sits down in the bucket and gives Darwin a thumbs up to launch him.]
((Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-ROCKAFELLER ROCKAFELLER--))
Gumball: OUF--!!!
[Darwin cuts the rope. The launch gets miscalculated as Gumball collides right into the brick wall. He then falls to the ground.]
Fatboy Slim: Right about now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[Camera cuts back to Juke. He and one of his background dancers are swinging their arms left and right while walking down a road.]
Fatboy Slim: Check it out now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[They make it up to the other background dancer, leaning against a purple lowrider.]
Fatboy Slim: Right about now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[Juke and the background dancers synchronizes a shuffle dance together as they greet each other.]
Fatboy Slim: Check it out now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[As the electric guitar kicks in in the music, we see Gumball and Darwin trying to coordinate the launch. The catapult is now put further away from the fort. Gumball's face is slightly disfigured from the collision.]
Gumball: This better work...
[He climbs up and sits down in the bucket. He gives thumbs up to Darwin, ready to get launched.]
[Darwin lets go of the rope. Gumball gets flung.]
Gumball: aaaaAAAAAAHHH!!!
[However, instead of getting flung forward, he gets flung backwards, flying in the air. Darwin follows Gumball with his sight as he plummets to the ocean with a belly flop.]
[Cutting back to Juke, he and his fellow background dancers are shuffling on a lead around the lowrider.]
Fatboy Slim: Right about now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[The Lowrider suddenly starts freaking out, as the hood gets lifted up and starts spinning in circles, likewise the car doors. However, it seems to be part of the act as Juke goes down on all four and starts doing a "Handglider dance".]
Fatboy Slim: Check it out now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[It changes back to Gumball and Darwin. Gumball is once again sitting in the bucket of the catapult, with his face now even more disfigured than before.]
Fatboy Slim: Right about now, the Funk Soul Brother.
[Darwin lets go of the rope, and Gumball gets flung once again.]
Fatboy Slim: Check it out now, the Funk Soul Brother.
Gumball: AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!—
[...But this time, he gets flung so far that he flies over the entire province of Scratchistan to the other side outside the fort.]
Gumball: --OUF!!
[He crashes head-first into the beach on the other side.]
((Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-ROCKAFELLER ROCKAFELLER--))
[It cuts to Juke, standing still. Other Boombox-citizens has now joined in, standing in line with him.]
((Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-ROCKAFELLER ROCKAFELLER--))
[As the music reaches its climax, Juke and the other Boomboxes performs a synchronized breakdancing. They start with an "Up Rocking" dance.]
((Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-ROCKAFELLER ROCKAFELLER--))
[They go over to performing a moonwalk, as the camera travels further away from Juke in the middle.]
((Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-ROCKAFELLER ROCKAFELLER--))
[Cutting back to Gumball and Darwin, Gumball's face is now completely deformed with blackeyes, lumps and broken teeth.]
((Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-ROCKAFELLER ROCKAFELLER--))
[Gumball is about to climb onto the catapult again, but then Darwin stops him.]
Darwin: Wait!!
[He walks up to the arm of the catapult. Darwin rotates the arm of the catapult until it touches the tip of the wall, functioning as a bridge for them to walk on.]
((Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-ROCKAFELLER ROCKAFELLER--))
Gumball: (In pain) ...Yeah that works, too...
[They run up the arm and climbs over the wall, making it inside.]
Fatboy Slim: -Right- -About- -Now- -Funk- -Soul- -Brother-
[The song ends, and so does the montage. Scene ends.]
Saving Juke
[Back at the platform stage, everyone has assembled for the ceremony. Juke and Downbeat are located on stage.]
High Priest Downbeat: (To the audience) Citizens!! It is now time to fulfill the Great Leader's purpose: to become one with us, and lead us to VICTORY!!!
Audience: (Simultaneously) HUZZAH!!!
[Downbeat turns to Juke, who still has his armor on.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Dramatically) Juke, are you ready to become our Champion, to train our mighty soldiers and slay anyone that stands in our way?
[Juke hesitates.]
Juke: (Beatboxes) Pwo shu sw lmk woo woo bm?
High Priest Downbeat: (Bluntly) No, you can't have second thoughts. We don't have time for that.
Darwin: STOOOOOPP!!!
[Gumball and Darwin arrives at the scene. They push themselves through the audience until they're at the front. Gumball's face has been refined again.]
[The crowd of boomboxes gasps in shock seeing them back again.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Apathetic) Oh. It's the little henchmen again... (Quietly) I'm gonna have to fire someone for letting them sneak in... (Sighs) What do you want now?
[Gumball and Darwin climbs up on the stage.]
Darwin: (Angrily) We are not gonna let you take our friend away from us!!
High Priest Downbeat: (Chuckles) Ahahahaha--... And why is that?
Gumball: (Determined) Because you may throw Juke into war or even abandon him from his friends, but that does not change the fact that he belongs to us! And you better leave him over to us or we'll take him ourselves!!
[Juke smiles over Gumball's words.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Scoffs, smirks) You and what army?
....
....
[Beat. Gumball and Darwin looks around, realizing that they're surrounded by Boombox-guards.]
Gumball: (Stammers) Erm... A-about that...
High Priest Downbeat: I thought so. Guards, please keep them nearby so that they don't miss out on the ceremony.
[Two muscular guards points their spears at them.]
Gumball: Detained again!? You guys aren't original at all.
Boombox Guard: Start walking!!
[Gumball and Darwin raises their arms up in the air and starts walking down the stage with spears pointed against their backs. The guards follows them off the stage.]
[They make it over to the side. The guards keeps them both still.]
Darwin: (To Gumball, whispers) Maybe this is for the better...
[Camera cuts back to Downbeat.]
High Priest Downbeat: Now where was I...? Oh yeah!
[He inches closer to Juke.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Raises voice) Time to start the first step of the ceremony, which is: THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE!!!
[Unexpectedly, in a twist, Downbeat grabs a metal dagger from under his cloche, holding it over his head.]
Gumball and Darwin: WHAT!?!?
Juke: BWOOOT!?!
High Priest Downbeat: (Calmly, rambles) Well yes you see, if we're gonna walk into battle against our neighboring countries, we're gonna have to share the insides of The Great Leader to succeed!
[He turns ominous. Juke whimpers in fear.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Raises dagger) Prepare to go off-beat, Juke!!
[He grips the dagger firmly. Juke braces for impact.]
(Slice!)
...
...
...
[Everything goes quiet as Downbeat stabs him.]
High Priest Downbeat: Huh??
[Opening his eyes again, he sees, however, that Juke is now gone. Glancing over at his left, he sees him running away with Gumball and Darwin, who managed to save him last second. They escape further down the streets of Scratchistan.]
High Priest Downbeat: NO!! Get him!! (To audience) GET HIM, YOU FOOLS!!!
Boombox Citizens: YAAAAAHHHH!!!
[All the boombox citizens grabs a weapon each: Pitchforks and torches. They run after the kids with Downbeat first in lead.]
The Great Chase!
[Scene cuts back to Gumball, Darwin and Juke. They're running with angry citizens right on their tail. An instrumental version of "Rockafeller skank" starts playing intensily.]
Gumball: (Pants) Hurry!! The exit shouldn't be far from here!
Darwin: Dude, we'll never make it! It's probably heavily guarded by now!!
Gumball: Let's give it a chance, at least!!
[Suddenly a Boombox-guard blocks their path. He holds his arms out, making himself as big as possible.]
Boombox-guard: You're not going anywhere, kidnappers!
Gumball: HIYAAAHH!!
[Gumball punches the guard right in the mouth. All the tape from his cassette spills out.]
Boombox-guard: (Muffled) AAHH!! MY BEAUTIFHUL MOUFH!!
[The guard passes out, plummeting to the ground.]
[Gumball, Darwin and Juke continues to sprint, now with angry people blocking their way. They manage to dash through them 'til they're out of the alleyway.]
Gumball: (Checks his left) There! I see it!!
[They make a sharp left and starts running to the gates, only a few feet away.]
Darwin: WAIT!!
[Darwin brakes and stands still.]
Gumball: (Groans) What is it now!? The gate is right there!!
Darwin: Shouldn't we go get the lexicon while we're here!?
Gumball: (Exclaims) Have you LOST YOUR MIND!?! Everyone in this country is after us, you're gonna get SMOKED!!
Darwin: Well I didn't come here for no reason! I'll go get it and meet up with you two later!
[He runs the other direction. The citizens starts following him.]
[Gumball repeatedly switches between glancing at Darwin and the gate, deciding what to do: To escape or help out Darwin?]
Gumball: (Reluctant) Ugh... Fine! I guess we'll go help him!
[Gumball grabs Juke's hand and they head in the path that Darwin ran, away from the gates.]
[It cuts to the angry mass of people, pursuing Darwin. Gumball and Juke are now on top of them, jumping across them from head-to-head.]
Boombox Male: (Gets trampled by Gumball) OW!
Gumball: (While jumping) I'm not sorry!
Boombox Female: (Gets trampled by Gumball) OUCH!!
Gumball: I'm not sorry!!
[They make it across the crowd, landing with their feet on the gravel. They continue sprinting.]
[Darwin enters The Hall of The Warrior, leaving the door slightly open. Gumball and Juke enters right after him, slamming the door shut.]
[Camera cuts to inside. The Boomboxes tries to break through the door, but Gumball and Juke are pushing their weight against it.]
Gumball: (Struggles) Darwin!! The dictionary!!
[Darwin arrives at the scene, running down the stairs from the upper floor.]
Darwin: Oh, nice! You two went back for me! (Holds up the dictionary) I have the lexicon right he– OUFF!!!
[All of sudden, Downbeat pops up out of nowhere and punches Darwin in the face, knocking him to the floor.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Unnervingly) Did you really think that you were gonna get away from me!? The ritual shall be completed, no matter what!
[He starts approaching Gumball and Juke slowly.]
Gumball: (Angrily) Dude, you're completely insane!!
High Priest Downbeat: "Insane"?? (Calmly) Nah I'm just following tradition, that's all!
[Downbeat swings out his dagger and inches with faster steps towards Juke.]
Gumball: Hm?
[Gumball notices a cassette tape on the floor.]
Gumball: Hold on, Juke! Keep the door closed!!
[Gumball leaves Juke and snatches the cassette.]
Gumball: GAAAAHHH!!!
[He charges right at Downbeat, making them both fall to the floor.]
Gumball: Let's see what this plays!!
[Gumball swaps cassette tapes in Downbeat's mouth, shoving in the one he grabbed with force.]
Downbeat: (In Spanish) Y a continuación, el último episodio de "La Casa de las Lágrimas"....
[Downbeat immediately spits the cassette out...]
((SMACK!!))
[...then immediately gets the dictionary slammed into his head by Darwin, knocking him unconscious.]
Darwin: (To Gumball) Good distraction!
(Creak!!)
[The crowd outside are close to breaking down the door, as they door is starting to loosen from its hinges. Juke runs away from the door.]
[Gumball, Darwin and Juke backs away from the door as they start getting more aggressive.]
Darwin: (Nervously) It's a shame this building doesn't have an emergency exit. We could really use that now...
[Gumball shines up.]
Gumball: "Emergency exit", huh? Well I think I might have an idea. Quick Juke, give me your armor!
Juke: (Confusedly) Bmmt??
Gumball: (Impatiently) JUST GIVE ME IT!!!
[Juke gives in and starts taking off his golden afro and golden disco suit, having his normal attire under it.]
[Cutting back to the door, they're now piercing their pitchforks through the wood.]
Boombox Citizen: LET US INSIDE!!!
Boombox Maid: YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!!!
[Camera shows Gumball with the Disco-armor on. He is in a crounching position, preparing to run, facing the wall.]
Darwin: This is stupid...
Gumball: Stupid, but genius! Now I just need to time it correctly--
(CRASH!!)
[The crowd break down the door. It falls flat on the floor.]
Gumball: YAAAAAHHH!!!--
[Right as they step inside, Gumball dashes and charges right at the wall. Gumball shuts his eyes...]
(CRASH!!)
(CRASH!!)
[...Miraculously, the armor he is wearing is so robust that he manages to burst through the wall, destroying it completely. On top of that, Gumball also breaches through the fort wall on the backside, leaving two giant holes in his wake.]
Gumball: (Continues screaming) AAAAAAAHHHHH— Huh?
[Gumball opens his eyes and sees that he is now standing on sand, located on the beach.]
Gumball: Oh hey, it actually worked! C'mon guys, there's a lifeboat just up ahead!!
[Darwin and Juke runs through the holes that he created.]
[As they disappear, camera cuts to Downbeat waking up from his knockout. He sees all the townsfolk staring at him while standing still.]
High Priest Downbeat: Wha– what are you waiting for!?! (Irritated) They're ESCAPING, you idiots!!
Boombox Citizens: (Simultaneously) WRAAAAHHHH!!!
[They continue following Gumball, Darwin and Juke through the holes.]
[Meanwhile, the kids make it to a rowboat sitting by the edge of the seawater, missing oars. They leap into the cabin and sits down.]
Darwin: (To Gumball) Quick, row!!
Gumball: (Panics) How am I supposed to row without OARS!?!
[Darwin glances over his shoulder, seeing that the crowd is nearing ever closer to them. Downbeat is first in lead again.]
Darwin: Don't worry, they have no match against a swimmer!!
[He dives into the water from the stern side.]
High Priest Downbeat: DON'T LET THEM ESCAPE!!
[Downbeat and the crowd makes it into the water. But right as they almost make it up to them, Darwin pops up to the surface again, holding onto the boat.]
[Suddenly, he performs a "Flutter-kicking" with his legs at an intense rate, which in turns propels the boat forward. The kicking splashes down Downbeat with salt water, but he doesn't seem to be bothered by it.]
[Downbeat continues getting closer, despite their efforts of escaping.]
Gumball: C'mon dude, faster!!
Darwin: (While kicking) I'm trying!
[Gumball takes off his metal-afro.]
Gumball: (Grunts) GAH!!
[As a last resort, Gumball throws the afro like a frisbee.]
(CLANCK!!)
[Fortunately, it hits Downbeat right in the head, making him lose his balance. He slips and falls, disappearing under the surface.]
[The rowboat continues propelling away. All the Boombox citizens has stopped to check on Downbeat. The Instrumental has also stopped playing.]
Boombox Maid: Oh my gosh!!
Boombox Blacksmith: Are you okay, High Priest??
...
[Downbeat ascends up to the surface again, slowly and eerily. He is seething quietly while glaring at the boat, getting more distant.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Scowls) They might've escaped with our savior for now. But that does not mean that they've seen the last of me...
[The camera zooms closer to his face.]
High Priest Downbeat: (Continues) The Great Leader will return, and I will travel to America, and make sure that our plan gets fulfilled. (Preaches) Fear me, as I, am the ONE that descend upon the unwa–
Gumball: (Off-screen) Heads up!
High Priest Downbeat: OWF–!!
[Downbeat gets cut off by Gumball throwing the disco suit-armor from off-screen, hitting him right in the face. He gets knocked unconscious again from the impact.]
[Cutting back to the rowboat, Gumball and Juke pulls Darwin out of the water. They go silent as they pant, looking back at Scratchistan.]
Darwin: (Huffing) I think they stopped following us.
[All three of them lets out an exhale of relief as they plunge backwards, sitting down in the boat.]
Gumball: (Exhausted) I think I just understood the moral of this story. It's actually us who needs to apply ourselves to make Juke feel welcome. It shouldn't be the opposite!
Darwin: Because it's unfair to force someone into a new culture that they're not used to?
[Gumball deadpans.]
Gumball: (Flatly) No, because it's only cool to know a language of someone when they don't know your own.
[Darwin expresses annoyance. He then punches Gumball in the shoulder.]
Gumball: Ouch!
[Gumball rubs his shoulder. Darwin puts an arm around Juke.]
Darwin: (Softly) We're sorry for trying to push you into learning a new language. You shouldn't feel pressurized to do so, because at the end of the day, no matter how messed up your vocabulary might be, you're always gonna be our friend!
[Gumball and Darwin both sighs and shares a group-hug with Juke. He smiles sweetly.]
[They let go and stares up in the night sky. The stars and clusters are gleaming up the desolete ocean.]
Gumball: So how long until we get back to Elmore...?
Darwin: Since we're on the southern side of Earth right now... (Thinks) ...Probably four days.
Gumball: Oh. You wanna study Beatbox until we get there?
Darwin: Sure!
[Gumball flips to the first page in the dictionary that Darwin brought onto the boat. Scene ends.]
Back in School
[Back in the library, Miss Simian is reading a piece of paper.]
Miss Simian: (Reads) ..."And that is why Boomboxes always should be trusted, as they have sixty different words that means "Direction" (She looks up) This is by far the craziest and most confusing essay I have ever read!
[Gumball, Darwin and Juke comes into frame, sitting by the computers. They're dripping wet from the sea trip with seaweed on their heads.]
[Miss Simian approaches their faces threateningly.]
...
...
Miss Simian: (Ingratiates) "B minus!" Good job, you three! You have earned that grade well!
Gumball: (Beatboxes) Prrrshh hrrt kjdlkled m krell!
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[Subtitled] Gumball: Thank you, Miss Simian!
[Gumball covers his mouth, realizing that he just beatboxed.]
Miss Simian: (Confused) What??
Darwin: (Beatboxes) Pm krm! Wsh prrf ku d mm?? (Panics) PSH M WOWO BRR BRR!??
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[Subtitled] Darwin: Oh no! What happened to your voice?? AND WHAT HAPPENED TO MY VOICE!!?
[Subtitles now keeps appearing under Gumball and Darwin whenever they speak.]
Gumball: (Beatboxes) Rft pmsh tkha pshwt tkhta krr krr sssss qwqw...
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[Subtitled] Gumball: I think we've learned so much Boombox that we've forgotten our own language...
Miss Simian: (Shakes head) I have literally no clue what any of you are saying. Come back when one of you learns how to speak English!
[Miss Simian walks away from the scene. Beat. Gumball and Darwin stares at each other blankly.]
Gumball: (Beatboxes) Wtft pmbow pfmft gduj bouwn?
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[Subtitled] Gumball: Wanna go get an English dictionary?
Darwin: (Beatboxes) Wunfakrt sj klt!
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[Subtitled] Darwin: Sure, let's go!
[They stroll away from the computers, leaving Juke behind. Episode ends.]