Now I'll have some peace and quiet
until Crocker gets here and tells me his secret plan.
- Why should I tell you my secret plan
when can I sing it for you?
- Crocker!
Hug me! - Ahp!
Singing first, then hugs.
- Okay. Let me set them on Backup Singer Mode.
- If you must.
[jazzy music playing]
♪ ♪
♪ The Crocker operation is a world domination mission ♪
♪ Currently en route ♪
both: ♪ Doo bee doo bee doot ♪
- ♪ We've got the fairies, got the parents ♪
- ♪ I took care of all your errands ♪
♪ Here's your Crocker suit, you're gonna look so cute ♪
both: ♪ And we're kind of like your henchmen ♪
♪ We're under your control ♪
- ♪ Yes, the fairies that you stole ♪
♪ Will too be under my command ♪
♪ Don't you understand? ♪
♪ It's the lurking inner workings ♪
♪ Of my master plan ♪
- ♪ The plan to live in Rancho Cucamonga in the springtime ♪
both: ♪ Rancho Cucamonga in the spring time ♪
- ♪ We'll shout "cowabunga" ♪
♪ From the partial garden view deck ♪
♪ Of our two bed half bath condo ♪
♪ With an air fryer where we'll fry potatoes ♪
♪ And insist they're just as good as French Fries ♪
Right Crockie? - Huh?
Uh, sure, uh-- Rancho Cacapeepee.
Now back to my plan!
♪ I'll use this fairy pair to infiltrate the Fairy World ♪
♪ And then I'll capture every fairy boy and fairy girl ♪
♪ They'll too be under my command ♪
♪ Don't you understand? ♪
♪ It's the lurking inner workings ♪
♪ Of my master plan ♪
- ♪ The plan to live in Rancho Cucamonga in the spring time ♪
- ♪ I will conquer the Earth ♪
- ♪ We're dancing in a conga in the meantime ♪
- ♪ Show Mother Crocker my worth ♪
♪ It's the perfect operation ♪
- ♪ A permanent vacation ♪
all: ♪ The lurking inner workings of my master plan ♪
- World domination, here I come.
Mother!
[both panting]
And now for clarity's sake, I'm going to speak my plan.
I've constructed this mind control device...
- I know, babe. I put it on these two.
- For fairies!
I'll use these fairies here
to power up my secret portal into the Fairy Realm.
Once there, I'll use this device
to control all the fairies--
and after that, the world.
- But according to your nutso-butso wall,
you can't open the door to the Fairy World
without a kid with Fairy Godparents.
- Hmmm, yes. I'll need someone to go
and capture this Vivian Turner person.
- It's funny you should mention Viv--she's my birth daughter.
You'd all love the birth story. We open on a desert planet.
Spice was currency-- oh, wait.
I'm talking about "Dune" again.
- Oh, shoot.
I accidentally set them on Rambling Mode.
- Well, don't do that!
Set them to Hula Mode
and dance them the heck out of here.
Marvelous! Their hula-ing
with no hoop to speak of.
[upbeat percussive music]
- Vivian. What the actual heck?
Stop hiding and let us
♪ Run you out of town ♪
- What are you onion bags doing here?
- We're looking for Vivian Turner.
Ever heard of her?
- We have to run her out of town.
- We heard she's nerdy and enjoys learning,
so the mayor suggested we search the school.
- Shhh.
- Now, are you gonna help us or not, Vicky?
- And are we going to date or not, Dustan?
- What? - What? Nonsense.
Now, are you going to help us or not, Vicky?
- Of course I will.
You know how Vivian Turner's feet
are freakishly large and smelly?
- [laughing] Of course we do.
- Well, every night around this time,
she goes to Gil's Gargantuan Shoe Garage
to find those stinky ol' boats a home.
- Stinky ol' boats?
- But Gil's Gargantuan Shoe Garage is all the way
on the other side of town.
- And I hate the other side of town.
- Well, if you wanna find Vivian Turner,
you better tell your normal size feet to get running!
- Ahoy, ahoy, mob.
You're looking angry.
Everyone to their horses.
Oh, what's that?
I'm the only one with a horse?
Of course I am.
Hi-ho, Filly Eilish.
Away!
- What do you mean there's no horse in my contract?
- They're gone. You can come down now.
- Thanks for hiding me,
but why would you want to help me?
You can't stand me.
- I know what it's like
when the whole town is against you.
I just wanted to help.
- Thanks, Vicky.
- You can hide in my classroom if you want.
- Oh, you know, I probably should just go--
- I've got a whole stack
of "Shakespeare Illustrated" magazines.
- Well, "By your leave, hostess."
That was Shakespeare, "Macbeth."
But you probably also know that
'cause you're a fellow "Lover of the Bard"
or "Bard Babe" as I sometimes--
- Hello, Vivian Turner.
- Ah!
[menacing music]
Wait, who are you?
- The name is Mr. Crocker.
I knew your cousin, Timmy.
Horrid little lad!
- Viv, save us!
- We're trapped in tasteful jars!
I don't belong in a jar.
I may be green, but I'm not a pickle!
[menacing music]
- Shakespeare.