- [Grapefruit] Pull it. - [Apple] You pull it!
- What's with the rope, dopes? (laughs)
- It just appeared out of nowhere.
Fell down from the ceiling.
- And Little Apple's afraid to pull it.
- Am not!
- So pull it. - [Apple] You pull it.
- Pull my finger!
- You don't have a-- - [Orange] Too late!
(farts) (laughs)
- Heyo, that's the signal.
Go, go, go!
(dramatic music)
- Yeeeeeah! (splats)
- Um, I think an egg armed to the teeth
just fell to his death.
- Oh, well that makes sense.
- Incoming!
- Come on, get to the salad chopper, get out!
(splats) - Eww!
- Yeah, get some!
- Oh, for crying out loud!
(grunts) (boings)
- All safe boys, come on down!
(boings)
Heyo, where's Craig and Rick?
- Yeah, about that.
- Craig, speak to me Craig! (cries)
- No, Craig!
- What, nobody gonna mourn Rick?
- Nobody liked Rick.
But Craig, Craig was awesome.
- Get it together, men!
We still have a mission to complete.
And Craig would want us to see it through, yo.
- Yeah, good ol' Craig.
- Heyo, who's got the launch codes?
- Huh?
- For the nuclear device
that could destroy the entire world?
Hello?
- Dude, this is a kitchen!
- Like a top-secret nuclear site disguised as a kitchen?
- No, a normal kitchen.
- Heyo, Egghead, does his story even check out?
- Roger that, Head Egg, this appears to be a normal kitchen.
- Hey, wait a sec, I don't understand.
Why would we get sent on this mission to find launch codes
if there are no launch codes?
- Dude, you obviously got set up.
- He's right, we've been set up.
- But by who?
- That's right Central Command,
the Eggspendables have fallen to their deaths,
meaning there's no one standing in the way
of Coconut world domination. (laughs)
(indistinct talking)
Hold on a second, I’m calling you from the jacuzzi.
Can we get some more heat going?
(knob clicks)
There we go, that's nice.
- Coconut double-crossed us.
- I don't know about you guys,
but I think it's high-time we got some payback.
For Craig!
- [Together] Yeah!
- Also, for Rick!
- Heyo, whatever.
(dramatic music)
Yolk's on you, Coconut.
We know you double-crossed us.
- Well, duh.
How’dya think I paid for the jacuzzi?
- Grrr, Eggs!
It's crackin' time!
- Ahh, so hot, so hot!
- Don't worry, guys, I'll call for backup.
(farts) - Eww!
- Keep swimming!
We have to make it to the other edge.
For Craig!
- We made it!
- Silly Eggs, your flimsy shells are no match for me.
Ahh!
- Heyo, that would be true
if we weren't fire-tested and hard-boiled.
- Huh?
Oh, man! (cracks)
- [Together] Yeah!
(guns firing)
(horn blowing) (crash)
(explosion)
(metal clanks) (gun firing)
(helicopter whirs) (missile whizzes)
(dramatic music)
- Nothing is over!
You just don't turn it off.
You asked me, I didn't ask you.
It was your war, not mine.
And then I come home to the world
and have people yellin' at me in airport,
callin' me "baby-killer" and all kinds of vile crap.
Who are they to protest me
unless they've been there and been me?
Nobody, that's who!
- [Orange] (laughs) Knife.