â™Ş He's Orange, he has a lot of friends â™Ş
â™Ş They live together on a fruit stand â™Ş
â™Ş They have adventures all across the land â™Ş
â™Ş And even play in a rock and roll band â™Ş
â™Ş He's Orange, Annoying Orange â™Ş
â™Ş He's Orange. â™Ş
(laughing)
NERVILLE: Ah, the Napa Valley.
Once the producer of many different crops,
today it's known for its vineyards
and sparkling grape juice industry.
(sniffs)
Smell that? Waft it in.
It's the smell of freedom... and grapes.
Mostly grapes.
I can't believe I'm finally here on vacation.
Whoa, Nerville, that's amazing!
What? My immense knowledge of the valley of Napa?
No, that you get a vacation.
Do you even have a job?
(laughs)
Just look around you at the beauty that is Napa Valley.
Napa Valley?
I guess this is where you come to take a nap... a.
(laughs)
(horn honking)
Ooh, that's me. That's mine.
Ooh! I'm gonna be late for my tasting in the grape juicery.
Wait right here. I'll be right back.
Oh, yes!
Grape juicery?
Yeah, it's where they make grape juice.
Hey, you know what else they make from grapes? This!
(whining loudly)
I don't get it.
Huh?
What are you doing? I don't get it.
It's annoying.
Don't you get it?
(whining loudly)
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Stop!
Stop it!
Come on, just please, stop it.
(in distance): Help! Help!
Please help me!
Okay, okay, okay.
Message received.
You can quit yelling at me now.
Sheesh.
Uh, it's not us.
(in distance): Help! Please, help us!
It's coming from over there.
Please, you must help us.
We need to escape this place.
Escape?
But it's so beautiful here at the grape juicery.
We don't want to become grape juice.
It's harvest day!
Oh.
Huh?
You see, we're ripe, plump, delicious grapes.
And around here, as soon as you become
ripe, plump and delicious,
a huge machine with great big rubber bats comes over
and beats the living daylights out of you
until you fall off that vine!
(all screaming)
Whoa, that's crushing.
(laughs)
Oh, I'm sorry.
Sometimes I go too far.
So, what'd you do to make that thing so mad?
Yeah, you owe it money or something?
They didn't do anything.
That machine is gonna harvest them
and then crush them into juice.
We've got to help these guys escape!
(whistle)
(French accent): Hey, you!
Why don't you mind the wax of your own bees, eh?
There will be no deserters in this vineyard.
Those grapes will stay on the vine until the bitter end.
Oui, they will stay.
They will stay!
(laughs)
You talk pretty.
Well, you are big and smelly and orange,
and I don't want to talk to you no more.
(blows raspberries)
Listen, Sour Grapes, if you want
to stay on your vine and get beaten...
(grapes gasp)
...and squashed...
(grapes gasp)
...and turned into delicious juice or jelly...
(grapes scream)
...then stay where you are, but we're gonna help these guys.
Right, fruit?
We shouldn't get involved.
Never get in the middle of a labor dispute.
I bruise way too easily.
Uh, I'm not really sure what we're talking about.
How about you, Orange?
You want to help, don't you?
Well, I thought we were on vacation.
And hatching an elaborate scheme to help grapes
escape a vineyard just doesn't seem very... vacation-y.
Hey, Orange!
What?
I squirt in your general direction.
Ugh!
You taste terrible.
Well, I'm not from a very good year.
So what?!
Ow!
Hey, that hurt.
Why'd you do that?
I was kind of on your side, but not anymore.
Really, Orange?
You want to help the other grapes escape?
If it makes that guy mad, yes.
Oh, Orange, I knew I could count on you.
Whoa, whoa! I said I'd help, too.
Nuh-uh, you big dork.
You said never to get in the middle of a labor dispute.
(Sour Grape chuckles)
Hey, Grapefruit, you are even
bigger and smellier than that bourgeois Orange,
and you are yellow!
We will destroy you all!
Destroy you!
Oui! Destroy you!
Yes.
Oh, yeah? Well, how you plan to do that
when you're stuck to those vines way over there?
(laughs)
(chuckles)
You should know better than
to taunt me a second time, orange pig dog!
Ready, Sour Grapes?
Le fire!
(screaming)
(fruit yelling)
(slow motion): No...!
(both groan)
(sobs): Why?
Mmm, mmm.
That is tasty.
Come on, boys, don't let a bunch of bitter sour grapes
defeat us with their bad attitudes and their tart juice.
You know, there is something
about that passionate one that I like.
However...
we are not tart, do you hear me?!
Take this, you silly fruit of passion,
who has the skin of a cherimoya!
(laughs)
It's a madhouse!
A madhouse!
More jelly!
Mmm. Mmm.
That's good.
Mmm. Mmm!
Mmm.
Mmm. Can I have some more jelly please?
(stomach grumbles)
Maybe we should just abandon this crazy idea
of helping those grapes and save ourselves!
What?! I hate those guys.
Hey, Grapefruit, why don't you fruit up?
Me fruit up?
Oh, I am fruited up, my friend.
Why don't you shut up?
I'll shut up if you fruit up.
I'll fruit you up!
Hey, you guys, look!
(panting)
We have given all we have for our vineyard,
but still, we must give some more.
But how can we, when we have nothing left to give?
I will not have any cowards in my bunch.
Do you hear me?!
We will do all we can to make sure
those stinky grapes do not escape.
That guy really needs to lighten up.
Hey, Sour! What's really annoying and rhymes with "vine"?
(whining loudly)
(screams)
Make it stop!
No more!
We surrender!
Orange, you did it.
Your incessant, eardrum-shattering whining
defeated the Sour Grapes!
Three cheers for our hero, Amazing Orange!
GRAPES (chanting): Amazing Orange! Amazing Orange!
Amazing Orange!
"Amazing" Orange?
That's my new name; don't wear it out.
(laughs)
(rumbling)
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey, grapes, you don't have to be afraid anymore.
Haven't you heard? I defeated those sour guys.
We're not afraid, you weirdo.
We're about to be harvested!
(screams)
(rumbling)
(grapes screaming)
That thing's coming this way!
Run!
(fruit screaming)
ORANGE: Is this heaven?
Or the other place?
PASSION FRUIT: Orange, is that you?
PEAR: Passion Fruit?
Pear?
APPLE: Orange?
BANANA: Apple?
APPLE: Banana?
GRAPEFRUIT: Hey, we're all okay!
ALL: Grapefruit?
W-Where are we?
We're inside that grape harvesting thingy.
Orange, do me a favor.
Get off my face!
Uh, no.
Hey, what's that thing?
ORANGE: Ooh, cool!
It's a rollercoaster.
I don't think so.
It looks like a conveyor belt, and it leads outside.
Outside?
Well, let's jump on and ride it all the way to freedom!
PEAR, ORANGE, and PASSION FRUIT: Yay!
Cross over, children.
Go into the light.
All are welcome, all are welcome.
Wow! Orange, this might just work.
GRAPES (chanting): Amazing Orange! Amazing Orange!
Amazing Orange!
This is the best vacation ever!
(grapes screaming)
Oh, no!
This isn't the way to freedom.
It's the way to certain death!
I'll never get a chance to realize my dream
of becoming a successful children's entertainer.
â™Ş Grapefruit is sweet and Grapefruit is fun â™Ş
â™Ş There's enough Grapefruit for everyone â™Ş
(children crying)
â™Ş Grapefruit, Grapefruit, Grapefruit â™Ş
â™Ş Grapefruit, Grapefruit. â™Ş
Uh...
On the bright side, whatever happened to us
won't be as horrible as Grapefruit's pipe dream.
(laughs)
Stop that! Out of my way!
(yelling)
Whoa!
(fruit screaming)
(fruit grunting)
Hey! We're all okay!
Of course we're okay.
This was my plan all along.
(laughs)
(scoffs) Whatever.
Hooray!
GRAPES (chanting): Amazing Orange! Amazing Orange!
(chanting continues)
(forklift beeping)
(Orange laughs)
(chanting continues)
(fruit screaming)
(splash)
(machine humming)
Make it stop! Make it stop!
PASSION FRUIT: What do we do?
We're all gonna be juiced!
ORANGE: I'm too young and too handsome to be juiced.
I don't want to be juiced! I don't want to be juiced!
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't!
Orange, do that thing.
What thing?
The thing that rhymes with "vine"!
Okay!
(whining loudly)
(metal rumbling)
(fruit screaming)
(fruit grunting)
(moaning)
Could this be a desperate cry for help?
I hope not.
Eh.
Mmm. Oh.
Aw, yeah. Ugh.
I gotta clean this thing off.
(laughs): No problem!
(grunts)
Could somebody explain to me what just happened?
Well, it seems Orange's extremely annoying voice
caused the vat to spit us out.
He saved us from being juiced.
Yeah, I really got us out of that jam.
(laughs)
Get it? Jam? (chuckles)
As in jelly. Get it?
(laughs)
(whistle)
SOUR GRAPE: Orange!
You sacré bleu.
(laughs)
(blows raspberries)
Hey! Seeing you guys like this really raisins my spirits.
(laughs)
(grunts loudly)
That's breakfast.
And lunch.
And breakfast again.
Part of a complete breakfast.
(coughs)
(grunts)
(chokes)
(laughs)
(grunts)
It's like my birthday.
Every second.
Sweet nectar.
Sweet facial nectar.
(chuckles)
Um...
Uh...