Fat Albert Page #5
Uh, loon?
Now say "ba-loon".
- Ba-loon.
- Exactly.
- Balloon.
- You've got it.
Balloon, balloon, balloon.
Oh, thank you.
This is great.
Madam, it has been my extreme pleasure
talking with your daughter.
She taught me how to say balloon.
Balloon!
Well, I'm very happy for you.
Come on, honey.
Sweetheart, how many times
have I told you not to talk to strangers?
He's not strange, Mommy.
He's Mushmouth.
Goodup byebee.
Hey, man.
Look at Old Weird Harold.
He's shooting.
He's dunkin'.
And he's not falling.
He's not clumsy anymore.
- Mushmouth, you can speak.
- Don't call me Mushmouth.
Uh, what should we call you?
J ust call me... Mouth.
Don't call me
Old Weird Harold anymore.
I'm Air Harold now.
- Dumb Donald.
- Hmm?
What are you doing here?
We've gotta go.
I'm readin' African-American history.
I'm on volume 22.
- But I thought you were dumb.
- Well, that's when I was a cartoon.
I'm actually feeling
pretty smart now.
And I bet I'll feel even smarter
without this dumb-lookin' hat.
Oh, you've got a nice face.
I do?
I do!
I have a nice face!
- No. Shh. No.
- Everybody, look! I got a nice face!
- No. I'm so sorry. Shh!
- Everybody, I have a nice face.
No! Dumb Donald!
My name is Mouth.
- What'd I just say?
- Your name is Mouth.
Isn't this great?
You understand me.
I do believe I like it
out here very much.
- Me too.
- Me three.
- Hey, man. What's up?
- Hey. Nice outfit.
Yeah, I figure, with this new hot look,
be getting all the girls.
I hear you, man. Somethin'
I been living with for years.
Hey, man, your colors.
They're fading.
You need to chill with that bleach,
man. I'll see you later.
- Oh, no.
- What's wrong?
It's gettin' worse.
We're not just losing our color.
Look at my hand.
I can see through it.
It's fading away.
I'm scared.
- I wanna go home.
- Me too.
Oh! My goodness.
Oh, my.
I can see his behind.
My behind?
So that's what one looks like.
Looks like it's broken.
Let's go.
We have a problem to fix.
Uh, surround him.
We can't let anybody
see his behind.
I told y'all. We gotta get back
to where we belong.
Let's go.
- Where are we going?
- To the junkyard.
You come back here, you!
Get over here!
I'm not done with you yet!
Come out of there,
you little thing, you!
Okay by me.
I can stay here
until the show starts.
And then we're playing buck-buck.
All my guys against you.
And when we beat you,
all this will be ours!
Ours! Ours!
That's our theme song!
You guys can't sing it.
I knew I could find some paint
around here somewhere.
Oh, man!
Now he has a green
naked behind.
What are you doin' here?
Dumb Donald.
- You have a face.
- Isn't it nice?
Great. He's got a face.
Now let's go.
The show's already started, and you guys
gotta get your behinds back in the TV.
- But no looking.
- At what?
Never you mind.
Just no lookin'.
I have never seen anyone
move so slow.
Hurry up.
The show's almost over.
Well, we-- we--
All right.
- Watch my behind. My behind.
- Bucky, Bucky.
Help! Fat Albert,
you gotta help!
They're gonna
take over our show.
Okay, Russell. We're comin'.
Okay, Bucky, come on. You first.
Since you got the you-know-what
hanging out.
When I count to three...
close your eyes.
Three!
They're back! They're back!
My pants are back!
Yeah, but you're still Bucky.
Well, I'll be glad to get back
where I can take it to the hole.
- Uh-oh!
- Dominate in the paint and score at will.
- All right, Harold.
- You're the man, Harold.
Hey, boy, pull your pants up.
- Okay, who's next?
- I'll go.
I've become smart enough
to understand that we're fading away...
because we've entered into a world
where we do not belong.
If you try to become
something that you're not...
you lose the essence
of who you really are.
Then go. Go.
Oooh, eyeballs! Eyeballs!
Floating eyeballs!
- Where is your face, man?
- What happened to his face?
He always wore a hat in the cartoon,
so nobody ever drew him a whole face.
Put the hat on,
Dumb Donald! Put the hat on!
Ah, that was a close one.
- Well, well, well. Interesting, right?
- Yeah.
All right.
Well, who's next?
How about you?
Oh, uh, I've decided,
uh, I'm gonna have to stay.
- No, you're not.
- No. You're not.
We interrupt this program
to bring you a special news broadcast.
No! You missed it again.
Hey, hey, hey.
We can make it another day.
- And how do you know? Have you ever
faded before? - Oh, we'll be fine.
You don't care if we're fine.
All you care about
is staying here with Lauri.
Lauri is important to me.
Maybe it's time I started
caring about myself.
I don't even know
who you are anymore.
Hey, hey, hey.
I said I'm gonna stay.
Hey, hey, hey! Friends
don't let friends fade away.
Don't use my lines on me. Besides,
I haven't solved Doris's problem yet.
But I don't have a problem!
- Yes, you do!
- No, I don't!
You think I came out of the TV just for you
to tell me you don't have a problem?
- I'm fine!
- You were watching a happy, fun TV show.
Stop it! Stop it! This isn't
about her problem! It's about yours!
Hey, guys.
- Oh, hi.
- Hi, Lauri.
- Where are the rest of the guys?
- They went back.
In the tele-- Ow!
I got some free passes
for the fair tonight.
Albert, do you want to go?
That would be fantastic.
How about you, Doris?
Will you come?
I don't know.
Please?
Okay.
I just need tonight.
J ust one night.
One last night with Lauri.
Well, I'm gonna meet you
at the girls' house.
I told Lauri I'd
pick her up at the library.
I feel really bad for him.
Let's make his last night here
one he'll always remember.
How about one
all of us will remember?
You're right.
Well, we're gonna
need some wheels.
I mean, we've got to ride
to the fair in style.
Ladies, your chariot awaits.
It's okay.
Rudy, have you lost your mind?
Albert--
Let's roll.
Uh, you mean start it up?
Yep.
Doris.
This is all...
just a little joke...
right, guys?
Uh, Albert, why don't you,
uh, turn on the radio?
Okay, Albert, give her some gas.
- Some gas?
- Gas.
- It's moving!
- Yeah.
Well, it is a car.
We're having a good time.
That's all I want to know.
This is so much fun.
And thanks for winning this for me.
Hey, hey, hey.
Anytime, any day.
These have been two
of the greatest days of my life.
How come Fat Albert and Rudy
have girls, and I just have you?
Are you sure they
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