- [Group Of People] Saturday Supercut.
(Orange making funny tongue noises)
- Ugh I'm bored.
Whoa who's that?
What do you have?
- [Passion Fruit] Hey, watch the merchandise buddy.
- Whoa.
- Oh hey, how's it going?
- Uh we, hey, I'm an orange, um, uh.
- Um are you okay?
- You're beautiful.
- (laughs) No, I'm just a passion fruit.
- More like passion cute.
- Uh that's passion fruit.
- I'm an orange.
- Yeah, I like your peel.
Dimples are totally adorable.
(Orange giggles)
- [Grapefruit] Swear to God,
you put me down right now or you
gonna see some kung-fu voodoo.
- Grapefruit!
Wow, I can't believe you made it.
- Oh you know him?
You know it buddy. (laughs)
- It's not like that, we met in the bag on the way over.
- Hey, who's the kumquat?
He a friend of yours?
- We just met, he's been, you know, keeping me company.
- Hey Passion, you wanna watch me flex?
Check it out.
(straining noises)
- Uh, yeah, you did that earlier.
- Hey, is the chubby orange gonna fart?
(record scratching)
- Oh did that twerp just call me chubby?
- Uh...
- Yeah, you really let yourself go.
They should call you Chubby McChubby Orange.
Cause you're chubby.
(orange laughs)
- Hey (beep) I'm a (beep) grapefruit!
Do you know what that means?
- Whoa, Chubby McChubby's got a potty-mouth.
- It means I can kick your (beep)
six ways from (beep).
- Is that really necessary?
- Hey, Orange, I'm talking to you.
How many squats can you do, Huh?
- What's a squat?
- Exactly, lemme spell it out for you:
chicks dig the Grapefruit, aint that right baby?
- Uh not really.
- Oh Orange you're out of your league.
You should go hit on a blueberry or something.
- Grapefruit? More like Ate-fruit.
Are you chubby cause you ate all the bananas?
(orange laughs)
- Hey zip the lip onion-dip.
- I'm not an onion.
- You're right, you're a grape.
- Uh-uh, no I'm not.
- Then why you so full of whine.
(grapefruit laughs) Oh!
- Shut up.
What is wrong with you?
Seriously, you think I care about flexing?
And what are you talking about squats?
You don't even have legs!
(Orange laughs)
And you!
Who cares if he's a little, you know, round.
All you do is make weird noises and call him fat.
How shallow are you?
- I'm not shallow, I'm an orange.
- Wow, what is wrong with me?
This happens every time I go out.
It's always the jerk and the weirdo.
If that's the choices I'd rather take
- Knife?
- Huh?
- Knife.
(grapefruit screams)
- Oh my God!
- Whoa, Grapefruit's beside himself.
(Grapefruit yelling)
- [Grapefruit] Do you know how much this hurts?
- Well hey, at least he's not such a sourpuss now.
(orange laughs) Ow.
(grapefruit screams)
- That's the most messed up thing I've ever seen.
- You shoulda seen Tomato, that was bad.
- This kitchen is awful, how do you stand it.
- Oh it's not so bad, just ask Pear.
- Somebody please, kill me now.
(knives stabbing)
And then she says, but I saw Zucchini this morning
and Tomato, he says, but that's impossible,
I saw Zucchini get diced last week.
(record scratch) - huh, I don't get it?
- Zucchini's dead.
- Hey, trying to sleep over here.
- Sorry Passion.
- I still don't get it.
- Dude, it's a ghost story.
- There's no goat in that story.
- No it's not about, you know what, nevermind.
- Your story sucks, it would be better if there was a goat.
- It's not about goats.
(growling noise)
- Hey what was that?
- What, I don't hear anything.
(groaning noise)
- Would you guys keep it down already.
- Uh Passion, that wasn't us.
- I think it's the goat.
- We have a goat?
- Guys, look over there.
(groaning noise)
- Oh my God, it's, it's, it's...
- Orange!
- It's Ms. Pac-man.
(dramatic music)
- Grapefruit!
You're alive?
How did you?
- Save it lady, I ain't here for you.
- What are you here for?
Pellets? (Orange laughs)
- Listen up losers, there's only one thing I want
and that's you Orange.
- Me?
What did I do?
- You killed my brother!
- Brother?
- Grapefruit was your brother?
- Was is right!
Thanks to that little creep.
- So wait, who are you?
- I'm his sister you moron.
- Sister?
- What, you just now seein the bow?
- Seriously dude, you couldn't tell?
- Not really.
- Dude, look at her, she's totally a fox.
- Fox?
(Passion laughs)
- Pear's got the hots for Grapefruit's sister.
- Hey, not so loud.
- She looks more like a clown.
You're Chubby McChubby Clown.
(Orange laughs)
(Grapefruit's sister growls)
Hey clown, do a trick.
- Hey you wanna see a trick?
How about I make your face disappear?
How about that?
- Whoa whoa whoa, everybody calm down.
- Geeze, I think this clown's going out of her mind.
- Oh I am gonna go home-style on you Orange.
- Listen, I'm telling ya, Orange didn't kill your brother.
- That's not what everybody else is saying.
- Everybody else?
How did you even find out about it?
- Are you kiddin me, I heard it through the grapevine.
- Don't look at me, I didn't tell anyone.
- Me neither, How bout you Janey?
- Uh.
- Oh no.
- Janey.
- What, I told like two people okay.
- Nice one Janey.
- Seriously, you can't listen to anything these guys say.
- Yeah, they're a bunch of whiners.
(Orange laughs)
- I don't believe ya.
I came all the way here for nothing.
- Uh-oh, Chubby Mc.Chubby Clown's gonna cry.
- I'm not crying.
- Lay off her Orange, she's having a rough night.
- I don't get it.
If it wasn't him, then who did it?
- Oh I know who did it, it was Knife.
- Who?
- Knife.
(grapefruit's sister screams)
- Whoa! (pear yells)
- Look's like she's gotta split. (laughs)
Must run in the family. (laughs)
Ow.
Kinda feels like deja-vu.
- Wow, I'm going back to bed.
- Well I guess that's the last we'll see of the Grapefruits.
- [Grapefruit's Second Cousin] Whoa not so fast buddy.
I'm Grapefruit's second cousin!
I'm here to avenge his death.
- And I'm Grapefruit's Grandpa.
I'm here to avenge his death.
- And I'm Grapefruit's mailman.
And I've got all this mail and no forwarding address,
so I need some help here.
(knives stabbing)
(Upbeat music)
(explosion)
(hard rock music)
- Thanks for coming by little nephew.
- It's not like I had a choice,
My mom says you're lonely cause you don't have any friends.
- Okay then great.
We're gonna have a lot of fun,
that's because it's story time.
- Oh no, not again.
- Did I ever tell you about the time that I caught Bigfoot?
- Yes.
- There I was in the forest,
I was fishing in the Great Colorado River.
Catching many a rainbow trout.
Of course I was setting all sorts of world fishing records.
- Does he really think we are going to eat that icky worm.
- I know right, like gross.
- Please kill me.
- [Grapefruit] Any who, I'm minding my own beeswax
when all of a sudden I hear it.
- [Orange] Mashed potatoes!
(record scratching)
- Mashed potatoes?
- Oh, hey guys.
- Okay, moving on, where was I?
- [Orange] Mashed potatoes!
- Oh yeah.
(loud stomping)
At first I thought it was every person
in the world applauding simultaneously
for how awesome I am.
But I was actually wrong.
- [Nephew] Shocker.
- [Orange] You know what it was?
- [Nephew] A Bigfoot.
- [Orange] Not a bigfoot, the Bigfoot.
(sniffing sound)
Hey, anybody else smell an unnaturally large stinky foot?
(Bigfoot stomps and growls)
Oh good, it's not just me.
Whoa, hands off ya hairy dork!
- I turn my back for five minutes and you...
- Can't a fish change his mind?
- I chased that silly Bigfoot to the end
of the Yosemite National Park and back,
But you know what?
I actually lost him.
Where'd he go?
- Uh, how were you chasing him again?
Cause you don't have any legs.
- At that point I thought all was lost.
That fishing rod was everything to me.
- What about your family?
- Everything to me!
That's why I invented the most technologically advanced
piece of technological technology the world has ever seen.
There, that oughta do it.
And then I performed the greatest Bigfoot call
the world has ever heard.
Hey, hey Bigfoot, where the heck are ya,
ya smelly, fishing-pole-thieving, wimpazoid?
(smashing sound)
Aw crap.
(Grapefruit screams)
- Mashed potatoes!
- And that's how I caught the Missing Link,
a.k.a. Sasquatch, a.k.a. Bigfoot.
- But you didn't even catch him.
- Oh didn't I?
- No.
(record scratching)
- When's your mother picking you up?
(knives stabbing)
(grunting)
- [Chick Pea] A dozen everything bagels!
There's no way he can put up that kind of weight!
- Stand back ladies, I'm busting out
the lifting belt for this one.
One, two, three!
(weights clang)
- Woo!
- Way to go, Grapefruit!
- Alright ladies, who wants my number?
Line forms to the left.
- Hey chief, mind if I uh, work myself in there?
- Knock yourself out, pal.
Be careful takin off those bagel weights.
- Oh, I'm not taking any bagels off, watch out.
I'm going for the bakers dozen.
- Who is that muffin?
- Why I do believe that's Stud Muffin.
- Here we go! (grunts)
Oh yeah! Feel the burn.
- Wow!
(weights clang)
- That was amazing, Stud Muffin!
- Oh heavens to Betsy!
- Yeah yeah, we're all astounded.
Let's try to keep it to a dull roar ladies.
- Here's my number Stud Muffin.
- And don't forget about mine too.
- Numbers? Does he really strike you as the numbers type?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- I'm saying while you may be the superior weight lifter,
your brain isn't as studly as mine.
You see, I attended Stanfork University.
- Oh!
- Aw, that's cute. Well you know I attended Oxfork.
Top five ivy league school, but whatever.
No big deal.
- Oh!
- Yeah, well I bet you can't guess how many
fingers I'm holding up behind my back.
- Zero. You're holding up zero fingers because
your a piece of fruit and you don't have any appendages.
- Eh. That's it. I challenge you to a stud off!
- Oh!
- You and me, dud Muffin.
- Um, his names Stud Muffin.
- I know!
I was making a joke.
- Oh yeah, I love jokes.
You know what the only joke I see is your face.
(ladies laugh)
(whistle blows)
- The humor round is awarded to Stud Muffin
for that devastating blow.
- Huh? We started already?
Well okay, okay.
Get it together Grapefruit!
- Round two: interior design.
Match paint colors to these drapes.
- Oh, I got this.
Boom! Antique white.
Top that muffin top.
- Do you even blanched almond, bro?
I bet your omega three levels are super low.
That's pathetic.
(whistle blows)
- Stud Muffin is awarded round 2.
- I didn't know we were allowed to mix our own colors.
I mean, of course blanched almond. (grunts)
- Round three: cook a delicious meal. Go!
- Oh man, oh man! Where's the paprika?
- You cannot catch paprika! (laughs)
- Come here, come here paprika!
Oh no, no. Paprika will not be caught (laughs)
- Ugh!
(whistle blows)
- Utensils down gentleman.
While the dishes are baking we will
proceed to round five: jumping.
- Well I can jump on the first shelf of that cabinet.
- Ha! Don't make me laugh.
I can jump onto the third shelf, chief.
- (laughs) I can jump all the way over onto the stove.
- I can jump over into the oven.
- Yeah right. Prove it.
- Easiest stud off I ever won. (yells)
- Stud Muffin wins!
- Ha! Yeah he does.
Hear that ladies? I'm a winner. (laughs)
huh? uh oh.
(screaming)
- No!
- Oh heavens to Betsy.
Not my little Stud muffin. (cries)
- So long, hot stuff. (laughs)
I am so texting this to my bro.
- Just so you know, Stud Muffin wins the
baking round because of this too.
I am so okay with that.
(knives stabbing)
(arcade music)
- Grapefruit! Help!
- Wait, you actually want me to help you?
- Well you're the only one here, besides Donkey Kong.
So...
(roaring and screaming)
- Fear not my Passion poobie! I'm on the way to your
eminent rescue so you can kiss me!
- Yeah, uh, I never said I'd kiss you.
- (grunts) okay, just trying to get up here and...
(rumbling)
- Aren't you a little too round to be climbing that ladder?
- Nope, I got it!
I got it!
- Grapefruit, I think you might want to get down!
(rumbling and explosion)
- You're welcome!
How's about that kiss.
- Hi ya!
- Oh! Not exactly what I had in mind.
But I'll take it.
(knives stabbing)
(snoring)
(alarm clock beeping)
- Oh, oh no! We slept in!
(yells)
(grunts and panting)
(yelling)
(bouncing)
(engine starting and tires squeal)
(airplane engine)
- Oh man, what a morning.
- Well, at least we made our flight.
- Yeah. Although, I can't help but
feel like we forgot something.
Did I leave the refrigerator door open?
- Relax.
We're on Christmas vacation.
Sit back and enjoy this remarkably quiet flight.
- Yeah, you're right.
It is remarkably quiet.
(suspenseful music)
- We forgot Orange!
- Hello? Hello?
I'm alone? Wow!
(jolly music)
- lalalalala!
Hey Pear! I've been nya nya nyaing for 15 minutes straight
while jumping on your bed.
Better come out and stop me!
(laughs) Nya nya nya nya!
(crashing) Hey little Apple!
I just let my pet fly loose in your room.
Better come out and yell at me a little! (laughs)
(gun shots)
- Keep the change ya filthy animal cracker.
- Hey Grandpa Lemon! I'm watching all
your old black and white movies.
Better come out and...
- Oh, what?
(record scratching)
- Oh! I didn't realize you were here.
- I don't, I don't even know where here is.
Eh, wake me up when it's New Years.
(snoring)
- So you're sure the kitchen is entirely abandoned?
- I'm telling ya, everybody is headed off
to spend Christmas with Nerville.
I drove em to the airport this morning myself.
- Because if even one of them got left behind.
- Listen if there's one of them here, who cares?
We outnumber them and we definitely outweigh em.
(laughing)
- Good point. Now let's get in there
and steal the fine china.
- Wow, guess it's time for me to give
these looters the boot. (laughs)
- Hmm.
- No flights back until tomorrow?
You don't understand.
He's jumping on my bed and nya nya nyaing.
I just know it.
- (laughs) Sir. I have no idea what
nya nya nyaing is, but you need to
stop invading my bubble before I alert security.
(growls)
- Don't worry pear, I'm sure orange
is fine without any supervision.
He's probably being super responsible and uh. Um.
- You can't even say it, can you?
- (sighs) nope. Orange is definitely
doing something reckless right now.
- ♪ Filling a bowl with fireworks. ♪
♪Pouring gasoline on top of the fireworks. ♪
♪ Sticking toothpicks up from under a door mat. ♪
♪ With the intention of causing bodily harm. ♪
- [Watermelon] Not so loud!
- [Grapefruit] I'm trying here!
- It's go time.
- I'm gonna give you to the count of ten to get out of here.
- I thought you said there was no one here.
Relax, it's just one of Grandpa Lemon's old movies.
(dramatic music)
- One, two, ten!
(fireworks exploding)
- Okay, maybe I was wrong!
- Keep the change ya filthy animal cracker.
(laughing)
- Wait, I know that laugh. That's orange!
(fireworks exploding)
- I think we've been tricked man.
Orange. The only one in there.
- The only one huh.
Well well well, looks like we outnumber him.
(laughs)
- Thanks for offering to drive us home.
There were no flights at all.
- No problemo. It's great to have some company for the trip.
It gets so lonely out here on the road that I,
I just fall asleep sometime. Ya know?
- Uh, what?
(snoring)
(fruit screams)
- Huh huh? What, what? I'm awake. I'm okay.
I'm awake. What what? What?
- [Grapefruit] This way.
It's a mouse hole that leads right into the kitchen.
We'll catch em by surprise.
- Begin Operation Mouse Trap.
- Ow! I think I rolled over a toothpick.
- What are you talking about? (yelling)
- (laughing) Looks like you thieves got my point this time.
(laughing)
- Gr. Get him!
- Huh? (thud)
- (laughing) Sorry to be such a paint in the butt. (laughs)
What? (record scratching) Oh no!
- I got him! What should we do to him Grapefruit?
- Well seeing as he's caused us so much pain,
let's see if he can - Fly?
- Yeah, that's what I was gonna say.
Lets see if he can fly.
Geeze, way to steal my thunder.
- No, Fly! (whistles)
(buzzing)
(screaming)
(Splat)
- Whoa, is it just me or did the mood turn melon-choly?
(laughing)
- You're a jerk Orange! (fly buzzing)
If people want to steal stuff
you should just let em steal stuff, you jerk.
- Oh, burn. (laughing)
wait. (screams) Burn!
(screaming)
(crashing)
uh oh. This will probably get the others pretty fired up
when they get back huh? (laughs)
oh yeah, I'm definitely gonna get
raked over the coals for this (laughs).
Okay, okay I'll stop.
Just kidding.
I can't stop!
I'm on fire! (laughing)
- [Pear] Orange! (record scratching)
What did you do?
- You don't understand, I saved the day. I swear!
- Dude, you burned down the whole kitchen!
- Seriously! We can't leave you alone for one day!
- Okay, okay. I admit it.
I accidentally burned down the whole kitchen.
But when you really think about it,
isn't that the true meaning of Christmas?
- No! No it isn't.
- Oh, yeah. You're probably right. (laughs)
(screaming)
(Jolly Christmas music)
(Upbeat guitar music)