[MUSIC PLAYING]
ANNOUNCER: He observes.
GROVER: Oh.
Look.
[YELPING]
ANNOUNCER: He questions.
GROVER: Habbawa?
ANNOUNCER: He investigates.
GROVER: Hmm.
What does this button do?
[YELPING]
ANNOUNCER: Super Grover 2.0.
He shows up.
In a world covered with ice and snow, one piece of ice
is about to change these penguins' lives forever.
PENGUIN 1: All right, penguins.
Dance Time!
ALL: (SINGING) Wa wa wa wa, wa wa.
Wa wa wa wa, wa wa.
Wa wa wa wa, wa wa wa.
Aaah!
PENGUIN 1: What's going on?
PENGUIN 2: This giant block of ice
is right in the middle of our dance floor.
ALL: Waah.
PENGUIN 2: What's with the strange music?
PENGUIN 3: What's with the strange car?
PENGUIN 1: What's with the strange dude?
GROVER: I am not just any strange dude.
I am a super strange dude.
For I am Super Grover 2.0.
What seems to be the problem?
PENGUIN 4: Well--
GROVER: What!
Do not tell me.
For I will unleash my powers of observation.
Um-- eh-- I cannot observe a thing with this giant block
of ice in the way.
PENGUIN 1: The giant ice block is the problem.
GROVER: It this?
PENGUIN 4: Yeah.
We can't do our penguin dance routine
because this giant block of ice is on our dance floor.
GROVER: Oh.
Do not worry my wee, waddling compadres.
For I, Super Grover 2.0, will unleash
my power of investigation.
[GASPING]
ALL: What's he going to do?
GROVER: I wonder what would happen if I tickled the ice.
Tickle, tickle, tickle.
Coochie, coochie, coo.
PENGUIN 1: I wonder what would happen if you gave it a push?
GROVER: Wait a minute!
ALL: Waah.
GROVER: I wonder what would happen if I gave it a push.
PENGUIN 1: That's what I said.
GROVER: Behold as I investigate with a push.
ALL: Wooo.
[GRUNTING]
PENGUIN 3: Eh, it's really not moving much.
GROVER: This giant block of ice appears
to be very big and heavy.
ALL: Aww.
GROVER: Have no fear, little penguins.
I shall just use a little more force.
ALL: Ooh.
GROVER: Hi-ya!
[GROANING]
Who knew investigating could be so painful?
Ouch.
GROVER: We'll never dance again.
ALL: Waa.
GROVER: I am not giving up yet, my tuxedoed amigos.
It is time to unlash the power of technology!
ALL: Waa?
Huh?
GROVER: I'm going to go get some tools to help
me move the block of ice.
PENGUIN 2: Hey.
PENGUIN 1: What?
PENGUIN 2: Check out the Super Grover Mobile.
PENGUIN 1: What about it?
PENGUIN 2: It's big and heavy like the block of ice.
But it moves.
PENGUIN 1: Hey, yeah.
What makes it move so easily?
ALL: Wheels!
GROVER: OK.
I am back now.
PENGUIN 2: Super Grover, maybe you should try wheels?
GROVER: Nonsense.
You cannot hit a block of ice with wheels to move it.
But you can hit it with a sturdy metal golf club.
PENGUIN 4: What?
Oh, boy.
GROVER: Fore!
Hi-ya!
Ya!
PENGUIN 2: I wonder if we could move the ice out of the way
if it had wheels.
PENGUIN 1: Well, there's only one way to find out.
Come on, birds.
Everybody grab a wheel.
ALL: Wheel.
Wheel.
GROVER: Ta-da!
[GRUNTING]
Sis-boom-ba!
Ba.
PENGUIN 2: You got it?
OK.
Here we go.
OK.
GROVER: What are you penguins doing?
PENGUIN 3: We're using the power of technology.
PENGUIN 4: Oh, yeah.
Can we borrow this technology?
[GROVER STAMMERING]
Thanks.
[ICE SQUEAKING]
PENGUIN 2: I got it.
I got it.
OK.
PENGUIN 4: Yep, yep, yep.
[GRUNTING]
PENGUIN 1: All right, penguins.
Now let's try moving this block of ice.
GROVER: Do not be silly.
If a super guy like me cannot move that block of ice,
there is no way four little penguins can do it.
Ha.
Habbawa?
The little penguins are moving it?
How are you moving that giant piece of ice?
ALL: Wheels.
PENGUIN 1: Now come on, penguins.
Let's dance.
Hit it!
ALL: (SINGING) Wa wa wa wa, wa wa.
Wa wa wa wa, wa wa.
Wa wa wa wa, wa wa wa wa.
Wa!
GROVER: My super work here is done.
I will just drive away in the Super Grover Mobile.
The Super Grover Mobile is not moving.
Why is the Super Grover Mobile not moving?
ANNOUNCER: And so our intrepid hero
has discovered that if wheels can help move the Super Grover
Mobile, they can make it easier to move other heavy things.
GROVER: That is right.
I did learn that, didn't I?
Anybody got any wheels?
I will unleash the power of Super Breath.
SAILORS: Oh!
Our sail.
It's gone with the wind.