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Episode[]
"♫ Oh, you plant your seeds down in the dirt... ♫"
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" ♫ ...you bury 'em deep so they don't get hurt. ♫"
"♫ You wait a few months... ♫"
"♫ ...they turn into plants... ♫"
"♫ ...And that's when you do... ♫"
"♫ ...the little plants dance! ♫"
"Ha!"
"Hey, that wasn't that bad."
Cricket / Tilly: "Dad!" / "Papa!"
The kids startle Bill, causing him to almost lose his shovel.
"You're never gonna believe this!"
"There's a place across town that sells this super fancy ice cream..."
"...called "frozen yogurt"!"
"They got a sauce that's just birthday cake..."
"...they put in the blender!"
"Can we go, Dad? Please? Please? Pretty please? C'mon! Please, please, please?"
"Please? Please? Please? Please, please, please, please, please?"
"Aww, sorry, kids."
"I've got a lotta plantin' to do before sundown."
"But y'know..."
"...if we all pitched in and worked together, we could--"
"Nah, I'll just ask Gramma to drive us."
"Ooh...I don't know about that."
"I haven't seen her drive in a while, so it might not be the best idea to--"
"HEY!"
"I heard that!"
"Come on, kids..."
"...let Gramma take you for a spin."
"Yaaaaay!"
"Hey, wait!"
"Fine!"
"Enjoy your yogurt!"
"I'm gonna stay here and fill up..."
"...on hard work!"
Bill pauses...
...and then sighs.
"And..."
"...here we are!"
"Uh, Gramma, what are we doin' in the old garage?"
"Dad's truck is in the front yard."
"We're not taking that hunk o' junk!"
"We're ridin'..."
Gramma pulls off the tarp...
...to reveal an antique car from Abraham Motors.
The wheels are very dirty...
...and so is the license plate, which Gramma dusts off so it reads...
'HOTRDAL1CE.'
"In style."
One of the rear view mirrors snaps off.
"Wow! Gramma, I didn't know you had a car!"
"There's a lot you don't know about me, boy!"
"I was a queen of the track! Hot Rod Alice, they called me."
"I was unstoppable."
"So that's where I inherited my need for speed."
"Darn right!"
"Now let's go get that 'gurt!"
"YEAH!"
"Yogurt!"
"Yogurt!"
"Yogur--"
"Ugh...you okay, Gramma?"
"That dang fool came outta nowhere!"
"You all saw it!"
"I sure saw it!"
"And felt it too!"
"Looks like we've gotten ourselves into a delicious little t-bone, here!"
"Ma'am, I'm gonna need to see your license, please."
"Hmm. There..."
"...read it and weep."
"Oh, my!"
"Your license expired before I was even born!"
"Looks like you'll have to get a new one!"
"Oh. Well, what a shame, officer."
"Eh, there must be something you can do to...help out a girl in need?"
"Hmm? (smooches)
"Guh. Uh, I'm afraid not, Miss Green."
"Y'see, a license like this has no purpose anymore."
"It's old. It's useless."
"Oh, look -- it's actually turning to dust..."
"...right before our eyes!"
"Anywho, ticket time!"
"Miss Green, if you ever want to get behind the wheel again..."
"...you'll have to retake the driver's test!"
"O-o-okay..."
"Now I'm gonna go call a tow truck for you and an ambulance for me!"
(laughs) "Ow!"
"Easy, now!"
"Oh, you be careful with her!"
"You scratch my paint, I'll have your hind!"
Gramma groans as she shakes her fist at the tow truck driver.
"Listen, Ma. You don't need your license."
"Now that we all live together, can drive you wherever you need to go."
"So you can just sit here and do nothing."
"I'm gonna go with the tow truck guy..."
"...I'll be back later."
The tow truck drives off.
"Ah, don't listen to Dad."
"I bet you'll ace that driver's test. You'll be back on the road in no time."
"I ain't takin' that test!"
"That Officer Keys is a tyrant!"
"I got nothing to prove to him or anyone else!"
"Wow. Gramma's really mad."
"She's even grindin' her teeth."
Gramma is quite literally grinding her teeth!
"Why is she so upset?"
"Maybe she just needs a confidence boost."
"Hmm..."
"Tilly, you're right!"
"And I know just how to do it..."
He grabs Gramma's gloves.
Gramma is reading a book titled 'What's The Point?'.
"Hey, Gramma."
"There's something outside I need to show you."
"Oh...Tilly, did you turn the backyard into a rat circus again?"
"Nope."
"This is even better."
"What the...?"
"Hel-looooo, Gramma!"
"And welcome to..."
"Cricket's Crash Course for Learning..."
"...How to Not Crash Course!"
"We're gonna help you pass that driver's test!"
"And you'll be learnin' on this baby right 'chere."
"Boy, where'd you get all those traffic cones?"
"Oh, you know. Around...?"
In the distance is sounds of cars crashing, probably where the traffic cones were from.
"Well, put 'em back!"
"I already know how to drive..."
"...and I sure as heck don't need to take lessons from a couple of imps!"
"Tilly, can you handle this, please?"
Tilly handles it, alright, that is by making puppy eyes and holding back tears.
"Huh?"
Tilly continues, still trying to convince Gramma.
"Oh man, just look at this, Gramma!"
"You're tearing your granddaughter apart!"
Gramma strains a bit before saying...
"ALRIGHT, FINE! I'll do the dang course..."
"...just knock it off, Tilly!"
"Okay."
Cricket clicks a pen open...
...and adjusts one of Bill's hats that reads "Teach".
He holds up a driving test on a clipboard for Gramma.
"A'right, Miss Green. Take this nice and slow. Go ahead and shift into turtle for me."
"Oh...come on, Alice. Pull yourself together."
Gramma shifts the setting into turtle mode.
"Very good, now head towards those cones."
"Easy...easy...We're turning...still turning...and boom, there we go."
"Hmm. All right...this ain't too bad."
"Uh-huh. Very good. Very--"
"TILLY, NOW!"
"Oh, no! I lost control of my baby!"
The baby is pushed onto the track.
"Mama."
Gramma gasps upon first glance...
...and steers around the pram.
"Nice work! You never know what you're gonna encounter on the road!"
"Oh, no! My baby's now a teenager and is goin' through a rebellious phase!"
Gramma snickers...
...and steers around the baby once again.
"Nice work, Gramma!"
"And now it's just slow and steady to the finish line!"
Tilly is stood at the finish line, which is just up ahead.
"Heh, I've got a better idea."
"A race to the finish!"
The setting is shifted from turtle to rabbit!
"Gramma, no!!
"AAAGH!!"
All seems fine...
...but then a ghoul pops up at the end of the track!
"AAAAGH!!!"
Gramma swerves off-track, avoiding the ghoul.
"OH, SHOCK AND ROLL, CRICKET! AGH!"
Cricket and Gramma jump off the tractor...
...which then crashes into the baby...
...then the vegetables...
...and finally...
...the old garage.
A tire flies past Cricket and Gramma as they lay on the ground.
"Oh, Alice..."
"TILLY!"
"What were you thinkin'?! This wasn't part of the plan!!"
"The road holds many unexpected surprises."
"Some things are meant to be run over."
"Happy Halloween! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
"Hmm."
"Well, I'll have to applaud your enthusiasm, Tilly."
"Okay, Gramma, ready to try again?"
He notices Gramma is gone.
"Hey, where you goin'? We're not finished!"
"Well, I am! I'm finished."
"Poor Gramma."
The baby doll's right eye falls out.
"Huh. Givin' up isn't like her at all!"
"I think it's time we took this plan from turtle..."
"...to rabbit."
Gramma is making embroidery reading "Whatever" over a broken heart.
"Hey, Gramma! I got somethin' I need to--"
"No, Cricket! I'm done with drivin'!"
"No more crazy schemes!"
"All right..."
"If that's how you truly..."
"...feeeeeeeeeeeelllllllll..."
"GAH!"
"GOT YOUR GLASSES!"
"Huh..?! I can't see nuthin'!"
"WHERE DO YOU GO, YOU LITTLE GREMLIN!? Hmm..."
Gramma squints as she tries to look for Cricket through her blurry eyesight.
"Over here, Gramma! This way!"
Gramma mumbles to herself as she tries to follow Cricket.
"C'mon! Hurry up, Gramma!"
"Wait 'til I get my hands on you!!!"
Gramma then falls into the Kludge.
"What's goin' on?"
"Where am I?"
Cricket pulls on the handbrake...
...which starts the Kludge.
"Class is back in session!"
"What is it...?"
"Bill's truck?!"
"YOU TRICKED ME!"
"I'm real sorry about that, Gramma."
"I guess you'll just have to take the wheel, and drive."
"No."
"What do you mean, "No"?"
"Nobody tricks me and tells me what to do!"
"Uh-oh..."
The Kludge reaches the top of a steep hill...
...before zooming right down it...
...quite precariously dodging other cars.
"WHOAAAAAAA!!!!!!! AAAHHHHH!!!!"
"HMMPH!"
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!"
The Kludge goes down faster and faster!
"Gramma, come on!"
"You gotta take the wheel!"
"Nuh-uh!"
The Kludge drives through a red intersection, causing two cars to crash into each other.
"HEY! WATCH IT, PAL!"
Driver 2: "Randall?" Driver 1 (Randall): "Phyllis!"
"Look, Gramma, I'm sorry I tricked you, okay?"
"We just wanted to help you get your confidence back so you can pass that dang test!"
Yet Gramma still isn't answering.
"I looooove selling hot dooooogs!"
The Kludge crashes right through the hot dog man's stand.
"Nooooo!"
"Poor hot dog man."
Tilly holds up a hot dog she somehow acquired...
...and eats it.
"C'mon, Gramma! Just drive already!"
"What's wrong with you!?!"
"You're Hot Rod Alice, for goodness sake!"
"Why won't you drive??!!?"
After hearing that last sentence, Gramma remains unable to keep it in any longer.
"'CAUSE I'M SCARED, CRICKET! OKAY?!"
"I'm scared!"
"Wuh...? You're scared?"
"I'm scared of gettin' old!"
"I'm scared of becoming useless!"
"And I'm scared that if I fail that driver's test..."
"...it'll prove just that."
"I...I didn't know you felt that way."
"It's okay, Gramma. Lots of things scare me, too."
"Like that gate we're about to smash through."
"The what?"
There is a closed gate straight ahead.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
"No no no no no no no no--"
The Kludge smashes right through.
"AWW!"
The Kludge enters and unknown arena which is in the dark.
It smashes on it's front before settling into place.
"Well, at least we stopped movin'."
"I think we're finally safe."
Or maybe not; two cars crash into each other right in front of the Kludge.
"AGH!"
"OUCHIE-WAHWAH! Looks like cars 5 and 2 just munched bumpers and narrowly avoided hitting that unmarked pickup truck!
"Which doesn't seem to be on my list..."
"...but hey -- we didn't get into the demolition derby business to worry about tiny details!"
"Now let's see if they've got what it takes to survive..."
"...the menacing clutches of...CRUNCHASAURUS REX!!"
Cricket, Tilly and Gramma look to their left.
Through the door comes out...
...Crunchasaurus Rex...
...a menacing robot dinosaur...
...who can even shoot out fire.
In the stand is Benny and several other spectators.
"MARRY ME, CRUNCHASAURUS!"
Crunchasaurus smashes Car #6 with his foot...
...roaring up in the air as he shows no fear at all.
"Oh...no."
"Would you look at that."
"One dinosaur about to eat another."
"How fitting."
"Listen. I know you're scared of gettin' old, but ya can't just give up!"
"That's not who you are!"
"You might not be Hot Rod Alice anymore, but that's okay."
"Because you're somethin' even better:.."
"...our Gramma."
"Our Hot Rod Gramma!"
"Aw, kids..."
"Come here."
The kids and Gramma embrace.
The moment is disrupted...
...when they feel a shaking from Crunchasaurus.
The shaking is Crunchasaurus picking the Kludge up...
...ready to eat it like a sandwich.
"AAAAAAAGH!!!"
"HOLY CRUNCH-A-MUNGA!"
"Looks like the diesel dino has found its next victim!"
"HIT THE SOWS, CWUNCHASAUWUS!"
Crunchasaurus chews the Kludge.
As they watch the damage from inside...
...Gramma's confidence instantly restores.
The driving gloves are put back on.
"That's it!"
"No more mopin' around!"
"Time to show everyone what HOT ROD GRAMMA CAN DO!!"
Gramma puts her foot on the gas pedal...
...which starts the Kludge once again.
As the Kludge accelerates...
...it drives forward, breaking off Crunch's head.
It then flies in the sky...
...before driving down Crunch's tail...
...and on it's way out of the arena.
Crunchasaurus then blows up.
"CWUNCHASAWUS!"
"NOOOOOOOO!!!"
"CRUNCHY! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
"MY BEAUTIFUL METAL BOY!"
"Go, Gramma!"
"Told ya I know how to drive."
As Gramma drives...
...a piece of Crunchasaurus blocks the path.
She swerves past it.
She continues driving.
More of Crunchasaurus is dropped.
She swerves again.
And off they continue.
"STEP ON IT, GRAMMA!"
Up ahead is two cars which are driving right next to the exit.
"I've got a better idea."
As Gramma tries her 'idea'...
...Cricket covers his eyes, too scared to look.
As the cars get closer...
...they crash into each other, but Gramma stops mere seconds before joining the destruction.
She then uses her indicators...
...and exits the arena.
"That's a little somethin' I call the turtle maneuver."
"Learned it from the best."
"Now let's go home!"
"Yaaaaaay!"
"BOOOOOOO!"
As the Kludge makes it's exit, Crunchasaurus' claw crashes down.
Bill uses a hammer to finish boarding up the hole in the garage.
"There, good as new. Next I just gotta fix the tractor, my truck..."
"...and everything else that Ma broke."
"I HEARD THAT!"
Here's Gramma on the back steps, looking very proud of herself.
"Gramma! You're back!"
"How'd the driver's test go, Hot Rod?"
"Well, naturally, your old Gramma aced it..."
"...with flyin' colors."
"Course, I can't drive on freeways, or after dark..."
"...but I still got it!"
"Now, who wants frozen yogurt?"
"I'll drive."
"YEAAAHHHH!!!" / "WHOOOOOO!!!"
"Well, with all the work to do still..."
"...it sure would go a lot faster if we all--"
"Naaaaaah! Bye, Dad!"
They have already left.
Bill sighs tiredly.
"At least I got you to help me out."
"Wah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Happy Halloween!"
"Um...sure."
"Happy Halloween."
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