Hey Arnold! The Jungle Movie

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[sweeping orchestral music]

- Grandma! Grandpa!

You have to see this!

I found a map.

A map...

the key to finally finding

my missing parents.

[tropical birds singing]

[dramatic musical tone]

This has got to be them.

[melancholy music]

[exciting music]

[foreboding music]

Mom?

Dad?

Where are you?

both:
Arnold!

- Mom! Dad!

- I can't believe

how much you've grown!

- And you're still wearing

the hat we gave you.

- Wait.

I've been looking for you,

trying to find you.

- I know.

What have we missed?

- Show us the neighborhood.

- What?

[rumbling]

This is really weird.

Mom? Dad?

both:
Yes, Arnold?

- You've been lost

for so long.

I mean, I always believed

you were alive somehow,

but...

- Stella! Miles!

I need you

for one last mission!

- Wait!

Where are you going?

- We're off on another mission

with Eduardo!

- No! Not again!

both:
Bye, Arnold!

[dramatic music]

- [gasps]

[melancholy music]

I wonder if

I'll ever find them.

[toilet flushes]

I know, Grandpa.

Don't go in there for a while.

- [chuckles]

You know me so well,

short man.

- Did you wash your hands?

- I knew I forgot something.

- Grandpa,

I had that dream again.

- Oh?

What happened this time?

- My parents were here--

well, sort of--

and it seemed like

they were gonna stay.

- But then they left

on another mission.

Oh, I'm sorry, Arnold.

I miss them, too.

But I'm glad

you get to see them,

even if it's only in a dream.

Oh, it's better than

the nightmare I keep having.

I live in a run-down

old boarding house,

renting my rooms

to a bunch of weirdos

who always want things from me.

[plates shattering]

- Hey, Gramps,

what's for breakfast?

I'm starving here!

Starving, do you hear me?

- Imagine that.

It's a living nightmare.

- Make me a sandwich, old man.

- Crispy fries and a tofu

burger for me, please,

and step on it!

- Hey, Arnold!

Finally, someone

with some sense around here.

- Hi, Ernie.

- Hey, Arnold.

- Hi, Oskar.

- Hey, Arnold.

Good to see you.

- Hi, Mr. Hyunh.

- All power

to the working stiffs!

All power to the proletariat!

We demand a living wage!

- Morning, Grandma.

- Hello, dear.

- You're not fooling anyone,

Pookie.

Back in the kitchen.

- [laughs]

Abner, I don't have any food.

Oh, except this apple here.

- [sniffs]

[grunts]

- I know what you want.

[smooth jazz music]

Bye, everyone.

Come on, Abner.

- A pig eating bacon?

It's very creepy.

- See you, Arnold!

- Arnold, be well!

[animals chattering]

- Hey, Arnold, ready

for the best day of school?

- The best day, Gerald?

- Yeah, today's the last day

of school.

Therefore, by my calculations--

- It's the best day.

- Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Where do you two

think you're going?

- School, dad, remember?

Kids? School?

The place we go to get away

from doofs like you?

- Fine, go learn.

Come right back

and help me sort beepers.

- Didn't you get the memo, Bob?

Nobody wants beepers anymore.

Ever heard of cell phones?

- It is true, Helga.

A communication device

used to alert someone

to make a phone call--

a relic of

an obsolete technology.

- I hate beepers.

And the only thing that I can

kind of tolerate is--

- Oof!

- Oh!

Arnold!

I mean, I said,

everybody out of my way,

Hair Boy!

Jeez!

What are you, blind?

Don't you even know

how to not crash into people?

- Got one more, Helga?

- Ha! Yeah.

Maybe you should get

walking lessons

for your birthday, Arnold.

- [chuckles]

Whatever you say, Helga.

- Ooh, good comeback,

Arnoldo.

Doi! Come on, Phoebes.

- Following.

[school bell rings]

- All right, class, settle.

I know you're all excited

about the last day of school,

but get ready

for even more exciting news.

- Is it that I can do...

[muffled]

This?

- No, it's not, Harold.

Anyway, the news is,

we've been selected

to compete in

a very special contest!

A great humanitarian

organization

in Central America

that helps the less fortunate

is sponsoring it.

They build habitats

that provide living space

in the rainforest,

and they want to

celebrate kids

that exemplify their spirit.

- Mr. Simmons?

What do we have to do

to win the contest?

- Excellent question, Phoebe.

We submit a video presentation

of our class

being humanitarians

in our own neighborhood.

- What's the prize?

- Curly?

[drumroll]

A class trip

to San Lorenzo!

- San Lorenzo?

The San Lorenzo?

- Is that the new

Mexican restaurant?

- No, that place has been there

a while.

- Close, Stinky.

It's a beautiful, proud

republic to our south.

This is where we'll go

if we win the contest.

- To a Mexican restaurant!

- No, to San Lorenzo,

the country,

and the organization

that will host us

is called

"Helpers For Humanity."

- That was the group

my parents worked for.

- And isn't it

the same San Lorenzo

where your parents disappeared?

It's almost like this contest

is designed for you.

- Quiet down, jerk-faces.

I'm trying to concentrate

on the clock.

- Class,

I know you're excited

to get to work on

this video presentation,

even though

it's the last day of school.

[school bell rings]

all:

School's out for summer!

- I have a summer

of stuff to eat!

- So long, suckers!

- I'll do it.

- I will, too.

- Great!

We're on our way to winning.

It's due in a week.

[smooth jazz music]

- Okay, we'll make

the best video ever.

- We'll win this thing,

go to San Lorenzo,

and find your lost parents.

- Yeah, but the prize isn't

a free trip for me

to go looking for them.

- True, but how can you not

try to find your lost parents,

especially since you've got

your best friend to help?

- [laughs]

Okay.

Let's win this contest.

- And get you some answers.

It'll be our secret.

Now we just got to do something

humanitarian.

- [humming] Monkeyman.

- I know.

Let's build a habitat

for Monkeyman,

right here on the river.

- You're a bold kid, Arnold.

- Hey!

[seagull screeches]

- Where once was

a dirty urban riverbank,

we've provided a comfortable

floating dwelling for one,

as well as a habitat

for the local bird life.

- Monkeyman!

- Great, Arnold.

Now I just shoot

some more angles

of our awesome

completed habitat.

- I was hoarding that!

- My tire collection!

- I'm taking it all back!

- Thief! Thief!

- They took my stuff!

- That bird's my lunch!

- No!

[all yelling]

- Oh...

- [stammering]

Monkeyman...

- Hey, Arnold,

where are you going?

- That was my last chance

to find my parents.

[child laughing]

[camera shutter snaps]

[Abner squeals]

[baby giggling]

- [cackling]

- Monkeyman!

all:
Monkeyman!

- Give me the leg.

I like the dark meat.

- Hey, sheesh, Arnoldo.

Watch it.

Stop crashing into me.

So, taking a walk

and thinking about

how you've completely flopped

so far

in winning

the San Lorenzo contest?

Ha. This just in:

you equals failure.

- [squealing]

- Actually, I was just kind of

thinking about my life,

and how I haven't

seen my parents

since I was a baby.

I wish I could see them again.

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