(electronic music)
- Who wants to play video games?
- [Both] BMO!
- What's on the menu, BMO?
- I've created a new game called Conversation Parade.
- Start it up, BMO. - All right.
BMO, this game's the worst.
If we were really inside that game, man,
we would crush Sleepy Sam, breezily.
- BMO, is there a way for us to get in the game for real?
- Yes, of course, Jake.
If I push this button...
If I push this button, you will both
be dangerously transported into my main brain game frame,
where it is very dangerous.
- Oh, man, oh, BMO, you gotta let us in that game.
- No, it's a far too dangerous,
incredible adventure for you.
That's final.
(electronic zapping)
(Finn and Jake yelling)
- Wow.
- Whoa.
- We're in the game.
Get the camera, Jake.
- I can't, I'm paralyzed by the cuteness.
- [Both] BMO, BMO, BMO, BMO.
- What, what, what, what?
- [Both] BMO, get the camera.
- BMO is camera.
(camera shuttering)
Printing.
- You can play this, right, BMO?
- Yes, Finn.
It goes in my butt.
- Oh.
- This is so exciting.
(electronic music)
- Where's that music coming from?
- Go, go, go, go.
- BMO, get over here and help us rebuild the tree house.
- Yeah, you live here too.
(music continues, louder)
- [Both] Oh, BMO.
(all oohing and aahing)
(electricity moving)
- Oh, my gosh.
♪ Finn, why are you fighting with your friend ♪
♪ Jake, you know this can't be the end ♪
♪ Romance or action does not matter ♪
♪ Hurting your friends will make you sadder ♪
♪ Guys, you know you're much more than this ♪
♪ You two please stop or you'll undo ♪
♪ All that you've been through, ooh ♪
♪ Just hug, and it's agreed ♪
♪ Your love will not delete ♪
- [Both] Movie filming time.
- Okay, BMO, turn to your right and start filming.
- Start to truck in.
Keep going, keep trucking in, BMO.
- That was awesome, BMO.
- Yeah, fantastic, super.
Don't lose her, BMO.
- Front shot, front shot.
Film the clouds.
Don't forget the little one.
- Yay, BMO.
This is sick.
- BMO!
Use your ghost-detecting equipment to screen everyone.
- I blinked my balls, my eyeballs.
(Bubblegum giggling)
- Hmm.
- What do you mean, hmm?
- Nothing.
(all whispering)
- Processing data.
- Ew. - Huh?
- So who's the ghost, BMO?
- Oh, um, I don't have ghost detecting equipment.
I just like taking nice pictures.
♪ Being a robot cowboy ♪
♪ Is a lonely job ♪
Time's a-wasting!
It looked like a tough case to crack.
But I hate to see good friends fight.
So I decided to take the case.
Hello, Ronnie.
What do you want, BMO?
Sorry, lady, forgetting ain't in my job description.
Why would Ronnie swipe the sock?
Bang, bang, pew, pew, pew.
(cat meowing)
- I'm worried about BMO.
(glass breaking)
- But BMO solved the case.
- Yay, BMO, yeah, yeah.
- Yay, BMO.
(alarm sounding)
My alarm says it's time for Finn's bath.
Finn, get naked.
Stranger, stranger, stranger, stranger,
stranger, stranger, stranger, stranger, stranger, stranger.
Excuse me.
Today is the first day of my new job.
- What's your new job, BMO?
- Yeah, are you a spy?
You know, 'cause of the overcoat.
- I'm a door-to-door salesman.
- [Both] Oh.
- What are you selling?
- I sell so many great things,
like for the man about town, this piece of lint.
- [Jake] I'll take it.
- Hooray, my first sale.
That will be four doubloons.
- Can I pay you later?
- Mm, the customer is always right.
- Good attitude, BMO.
- Hey, Finn, I'm a weather vane.
Hey, Finn, I'm a weather vane.
Hey, Finn, I'm a cliff diver.
- What?
(BMO beeping)
- Whoa, too much electricity to the noggin, bro.
He'll be fine.
- Oh.
- [Jake] See, fine.
- Hey, that was weird.
This is a storm alert from the automated weather service
in effect for the grasslands and all surrounding areas.
Residents must evacuate or seek shelter immediately.
- Wait, what?
- [BMO] And now, your local forecast.
Today, expect stormnado winds
and an impending monsoonami.
Flurricanes possible.
Chance of survival, 29%.
- How long's this gonna last, man?
- A whole week?
- What do we do?
- BMO, you know anything about cars?
- Nope.
Time for the night shift.
- Come here, baby.
- Oh.
Guess who's late for their video chat.
Ho, ho, ho.
Robin Hood is the defender of the poor.
- Me too.
- Yeah.
- Let's bounce, po' boy.
- I did it, I found him, the King of Ooo.
- Welcome, friends. I've been expecting you
because of my proximity radar. (giggles)
- BMO, eject tape, please.
(electronic music)