- In 3000 years, make a left.
- ♪ I wandered all over this country...
(relaxing new age music)
(muffled shouting)
(clattering)
(cough) - Rerouting...
- (heavy breathing)
- (whimpering)
- Whoa. Sorry about that, guys. That sun came from nowhere.
Space cadet over here, am I right?
Get it? 'Cause we're in... space?
(arguing and clattering)
(guitar strumming)
- Left... Tu--
(malfunctioning)
- Oh crap.
(beeping)
- No no no no no! That sun EG ran into must've fried the navigation!
(guitar strumming)
Shea, if we don't deliver these
detoxifying sprouts, then we'll be out of a job!
- Relax, Kale.
Why don't we just stop at one of these places?
- Protein shakes and directions?
Oh yeah.
- Did you forget?
- Eh?
- It's EG's turn to choose where we stop!
- Mystery.
- (grumbling)
Fine.
(beeping)
- Wow! Sick
spot, Eg!
Aw, what's wrong, Kale? Too much cholesterol? A little road food won't kill you.
YAHH!!
(coughs)
Dude, dude, dude.
So it turns out this air is just entirely grease.
Bleh.
Well, I guess since neither
of us are going anywhere...
He better get those directions.
(rumbling)
- Alright!
I'm back, everybody. Alright, kid, what are you havin'?
- (shuddering)
- Come on, kid. I don't got all day.
(horn beeping)
Uhhh...And lastly,
I'll have
the Captain Jack Spareribs and the scary sliders.
- Alright, kid that order's gunna to take a while
so here's a map to treasure to shut you up in the meantime.
You connect those dots, I'll give you a sticker.
- Oh... Wow!
- Now, don't go anywhere. I'll be right back with your order.
- Hey, guys. - Hey, buddy! - Look! George gave me I map to...
- As long as it gets us out of here.
Okay. Back on track! Hit me with that first coordinate!
- Ahh!
- What now?!... oh.
- Hey! You brothers owe me for all this food!
- But we can't afford all that!
Ahh! - Kale! Get in here!
Dude! EG and I made an escape plan on our way down here.
Check it out!
- A presentation? Guys, we're in the middle of being fried by this dude's stomach!
- Shut up! It's starting. So, it looks like this worm thing
only eats garbage food. Lots of toxins in there.
So, if we feed him the detox sprouts,
it'll flush all the bad stuff including us! And he'll feel great afterwords!
(monster indigestion noise)
- That plan is stupid. We can't waste them on him.
Okay first: EG, that was not a critique on your work your illustrations were sick.
Second: it's our really good plan or we die!
(glass breaking)
- Well... Goodbye, livelihood.
Don't look at me like that!
- Hey! What is this hippy crap?
That's it.
Just let it all out, big guy. The worst of it is over.
Whoa! Eh...
Lucky worm. Sounds like he's getting wicked detox...
Let me get back that map, Eg.
That thing better have a fueling station on... it...
Kale, let's dial it back a bit.
Kale?
Kale!