-♪ He's Orange, he has a lot of friends ♪
♪ They live together on a fruit stand ♪
♪ They have adventures all across the land ♪
♪ And even play in a rock and roll band ♪
♪ He's Orange ♪
♪ Annoying Orange ♪
♪ He's Orange ♪
♪ Annoying Orange ♪
♪ He's Orange ♪ [Orange laughs]
[crickets chirp, distant howl]
-(Orange) ♪ Here comes the pirate fruit ship ♪
♪ Sailing through the store ♪ [laughs]
For the crime of being an apple, how do you plead?
-Guilty. But how is that a crime?
-I don't make the maritime laws. I just enforce them.
Now walk the plank.
-Maritime law? We're not even in water.
And if being an apple is a crime,
then why isn't Midget Apple guilty?
-I'm a little apple. It's a smaller offense.
-I can't even see where I'm going!
[Orange laughs, Apple thumps]
[ship's horn blows]
Where am I?
[gasps] Is this heaven?
It must be. I don't hear Orange! [laughs gleefully]
-[British accent]: What's this? A mongrel fruit?
[grumbles in disgust]
-Hey, you! Weird squishy apple,
you're interfering with maritime law.
-Nope. There he is. Not heaven.
-How dare you. I am an heirloom tomato.
-Hey, why is being called an apple an insult?
Back me up here, Midget Apple.
-I don't support criminals. -Clear the way, peasants.
A higher class of produce need these aisleways.
-[French accent]: Hey, Endive,
look how quaint these common fruit are.
-[French accent]: I say, chaps,
you've had what you consider fun; now it's time to leave.
-Whoa! Are you a mini-cabbage?
-No, I am Endive.
-Well, I'm "on ship." [laughs]
-We are taking over this area for our sailing regatta.
-You gotta what? [laughs]
-Ohh-la-la-la-la. Yes, I see what you did there.
-You can't just tell us to leave. This is OUR aisle.
-(Copper Lincoln) Not anymore! Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
-Don't worry, guys. I know how to beat rich jerks--
be bigger jerks.
Batten down the hatches. All hands on my poop deck.
-Do you have to phrase it like that?
-Let's take back what's ours. Load the cannons!
[cannons rumbling]
[grapes bouncing]
-We're being included!
-Those guys have a great attitude!
-Last chance, snobs. Surrender now or risk capture.
Then you'll be forced to wipe up my poop deck.
-[groans] Again with that phrasing.
[cannons blasting]
-Grapes. How charming.
-Shall we show these lowbrow produce
how to launch a proper attack?
-Jolly good! Load the shallots!
-We gladly serve the crown!
[cannon whirs, fires loudly]
[fruit scream]
-Whoa! This shall not stand...
or "shall it"? [laughs]
Get it? "Shallot."
[ship's wheels squeaking]
[crew screams]
-Captain Orange, the ship is out of control!
Look out! [crew screaming shrilly]
-Abandon ship! Women and oranges first!
-Hey! The captain's supposed to go down with the ship!
Hello?! -Oh, yeah.
Nah. I'm too good for this ship. See ya!
Whoa! This place is "ear-ie." [laughs]
-(voice) Who goes there, strangers?
[fruit gasp] -(Pear) What's that?
-What business do you have here?
-We, um, are part...
[whispers]: These guys are weird.
-Nah, I like 'em, mostly 'cause they're not apples.
I'll tell you why we're here if you just lend me your ears.
[laughs]
[monotonous chuckles]
And they laugh at my jokes!
-Malacorn will want to see the newcomers.
-Yes... we must take them...
to Malacorn. -Who's Malacorn?
-He's-- -Who's Malacorn?
- He's-- - Who's Malacorn?
-He's-- -Whooo's Malacorn?
-I'm trying to-- -Corn.
-I'm trying-- -Corn!
- I'm trying-- - Corn!
-I'm trying to tell you.
-Geez. You don't have to get so "cornery." [laughs]
Corn. -Malacorn is our leader.
All newcomers must see him right away.
-Cornelius, who are these outsiders?
-They come to us from another aisle.
-Haven't you heard of personal space?
I mean, you are all ears. [laughs]
-You already made an ears joke.
-They are perfect. [blinks] Good work.
-(Orange) Thanks! I wasn't even trying! [laughs]
-You'll make an excellent offering for...
-(corn) He Who Comes During Night Shift.
-Who is-- -Quiet, red one.
We are storytelling now.
He Who Comes During Night Shift comes...
[demonic echo]: during night shift.
-Help! We don't know what that thing is.
-Help! -He takes our offerings,
and then he leaves us alone. That is our deal with...
-(corn) He Who Comes During Night Shift.
[mangoes whimpering]
[mangoes screaming into distance]
-[echoing singsong]: Until tomorrow.
-Ugh! Even in their own story, they're the creepy ones.
-What does He Who Comes During the Night Shift...
is there an abbreviation or a nickname or something?
[scoffs] What does He Who, you know,
do with the fruit he takes?
-(Malacorn) We do not know, and we hope to never find out.
As long as we give him offerings,
he leaves us corn alone.
-How about if you just give him Apple?
-[nervously]: What? -No.
-Why not? What wrong with me?
Hey. What am I saying?
-We need all of you to satisfy...
-(corn) He Who Comes During Night Shift.
-Man, you guys are creepy and greedy.
You should get into politics.
[corn husks crumpling]
-[softly]: Orange, these guys are serious.
-Don't worry. I know what to do.
RUN!
[poink! poink! poink!] [scamper!]
-Find them! We must not disappoint.
He Who Comes During the... [groans]
Passion Fruit is right. We need an abbreviation or something.
Go! Go! Go! [scamper!]
-Running in terror is fun! Yay!!
-Quiet or they'll hear you. -What?
-[louder]: I said, "Quiet or they'll hear you."
Okay, I walked into that one.
-We're gonna die! Yay!!
-Do you think we can't see you if you stand still?
Are you pretending you can't hear me?
-Yes. -And we can see you.
-Oh, darn it. I must've moved.
-Hello, corn brother. I am a weird corn like you.
-Why are you round like an orange
and orange like an orange?
-Oh, no. He's onto us.
-There's a very good reason for that, and it's...
RUN! [whistle!]
[thump! thump!]
Ha-ha! Yelling "run" works every time!
-Oh... I think we lost 'em.
-Corn. -Yeah, the corn.
I think we lost 'em. -No. Corn.
-I know! I said the corn. -No, Pear.
Corn! -I just said...
corn.
Oh, this is it. We're gonna die!
-Looks like we're victims of...
cob rule! [laughs]
-At least now I won't have to listen to Orange anymore.
-I got this. Watch me break outta here.
[strains]
Okay, I have a confession:
I'm not as strong as you guys all think I am.
-Well, here's another confession:
we all know you're not that strong.
-I have a confession too.
I like to hang out with peas and baby carrots
so I can feel big. -I also have a confession.
Sometimes a darkness washes over me,
and all I can see when I close my eyes
is blood, death, and destruction--
like an endless abyss staring into my soul.
And also, I love you guys! You're my best friends! Yay!!
[cricket chirps]
-(Passion Fruit) Wow. -(Orange) I have a confession!
We're all gonna die!
-(corn) He's here.
[dramatic music playing, all rattle in fear]
[all scream]
-(Marshmallow) Aah! I love screaming!
-Oh. Hey, guys. What're you doing here?
-Nerville? Are you He Who Comes During Night Shift?
-Well, I do work during night shift,
and I do come to take any stray fruit back to their proper bins.
You think there's somebody else here?
Is that what you're saying? Like a person?
[gasps nervously] I'm weak.
He's probably stronger than I am.
Think he's a guy?
Oh, if it's a girl, I mean... that's not so bad, to be honest.
-So, there's no screening process
for people to work here, huh?
[jarring growl] -What was that?
-Is there another He Who Comes During Night Shift?
-Hey! Wait.
No, that was me. I'm really hungry.
So, it was my belly.
-[gasps] I just had a great idea!
-Are you looking at me or the corn?
'Cause you better be looking at the corn!
[corn squishes in hands] -Mmm! Mmm!
Great idea, Orange. These corn chunks really hit the spot.
[chuckles] What do you wanna do about those guys? Hmm?
-Let's kill them all and burn their husks! Yay!!
-Good heavens. Even we wouldn't have done that to you.
-It's fun to be dark sometimes!
-So, what were you guys doing in the corn bin anyway?
-Some snobby vegetables took over our aisle
and almost sank our cart.
-Why don't we chop them all up into little pieces
and garnish it with the flesh of these corn? Yay!
-This guy's really freaking me out, okay?
-Well, we gotta do something with these guys
or they'll keep sacrificing innocent fruit.
-What do you intend to do with my people?
-Let's just say "regatta" idea.
[ships' horns blow] -(Endive) Ooh-la-la-la-la.
-(Heirloom Tomato) Clear way! Comin' about!
-Ooh-la-la-la-la. -Whoo-hoo-hoo!
[ships' wheels squeaking]
-Hey, snubs! [singsong]: We're back!
-This is unfounded.
We serve He Who Comes During Night Shift,
not you.
-[pirate voice]: I wantcha to do what Orange says.
-My faith has betrayed me.
[cannon creaks]
[cannons fire, corn yell]
[explosions]
-We're hit and taking in air fast.
[corn yell]
-Hello. -[laughs]
-Whoa! -Whee!
[explosions continue]
-(Heirloom Tomato) Retreat! Retreat!
-Is that when you get a treat twice?
If it is, you should share!
[ship creaking]
-It's been an honor.
-You know there's no water down here, right?
You'll be fine. -Don't ruin the moment.
-Fair enough.
-Abandon ship! -Bested by fruits, Maria.
I can never show my face in the organic section again.
[fruit, Marshmallow, and Nerville cheer]
[Nerville laughs heartily]
-They sure took an "endive" in that fight. [laughs]
[others groan] -(Passion Fruit) Groan.
-[groans] Is that plank still available?
-Poop deck. [laughs]
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-Let's have an "arrgh!" party!
[laughs]
[yells]
Har, har, har, har.
Harr!!
[laughs] -(man) That's Toby's basement!
-Oh, my heart.
These corn chunks really hit the spot.
Yep. Oh, that's there.
Do you know him? [laughs]: Not anymore.
[mouthful]: I'm gonna need to wash my face.
[yells, chuckles]