[cheerful music]
# Harvey #
Attention strong people of Littlebark Grove.
Come one, come all if you think you can arm wrestle
- the twins of terror. - Rawr.
- Whoo! - Hooo!
[grunting]
- Aww, I guess I lost. - Yeah!
[grunting]
[together] Boo!
[grunting]
[all groaning]
Wow. Fee and Foo have mad muscles.
[both laughing]
[cheerful music]
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[together] Dang. Whoa. Oh, my gosh.
And if y'all like that, then check out Foo's guns.
[grunting]
Dang it all. You guys are amazing.
Yeah, you both are the best at arm wrestling.
Well, they can't both be the best.
[all gasp]
What did you say? Huh?
You got doubt in my boys?
Alls I'm saying is that it'd be neat to know who's better
at arm wrestling, Fee or Foo.
That's a fair point.
Sorry I lost my temper, bro.
I'm very passionate about my boys.
Kratz is right.
We've never actually arm wrestled each other.
I don't think anyone's interested
in seeing us fight against one ano...
Do it right now!
[together] Yeah. Just do it. Just do it right now.
Nah, Foo and me are like total equals.
We respect each other too much to go head-to-head.
Like, just for a second, let's try to imagine
arm wrestling each other.
I'll try my best.
[both grunting]
- Nope. - Can't imagine it.
So we'll just never know who's better?
I don't know if I can never know.
Hey, everyone, check this out.
"The Littlebark arm-wrestlin' championship."
You two can compete against these other guys,
and then whoever has the most wins
will be the best arm wrestler.
Sounds like a good place to show our stuff.
Yeah, let's go crush some dreams.
Both: Ahh... ooh!
[chuckling]
[all shouting]
[grunting]
Pthew!
[grunting]
Well, this must be the place.
Ahh! My arm!
Holy moly.
All right, everybody, uh, buddy system.
This is awesome.
Oh, hey, what's up?
Hey, all right.
Excuse me, sir, where should we put our coats?
[munching]
Oh.
Wow, these kids are huge.
Yeah, but they still look like chumps to me.
I guess they do look like chumps, right, Harvey?
Guys, can you stop using the C-H word?
Hey, dingus.
Coach Dinkly? What are you doing here?
What's it look like?
I'm hosting Littlebark's arm wrestling championship.
Well, co-hosting with my dad.
Oh, right, your dad... the statue.
[laughs]
Good one, Dad.
So what, are you and your little baby arms gonna enter?
Back off, meathead.
Harvey's our coach.
Foo and me are the ones arm wrestlin'.
Boop.
I'm just a little concerned.
There's a lot of big people here.
Where are all the kids?
This is the big league, full of big people.
That scare you?
- Nope. - We're the best.
Well, then, let's get out there and see what you got.
Yeah, Fee. I believe in you.
Thanks, guys, but save your breath.
I won't need it for this dude
with his stupid snaggletooth and his weird ears.
Ready...
set...
[bell dings]
[cheers]
What the heck?
Oh, you had an off-day.
Thanks, dude.
Now go kick some butt.
Hello.
Let's wrestle with our arms.
Oh, no.
Yeah, I like workin' out,
but I don't want to get too strong, ya know?
Uh-huh, uh-uh.
[bell dings]
[cheers and applause]
[bell dings]
All right, tough guy, gimme your best... oof!
Okay, it's just me and... wah!
Okay, seriously, dude, just gimme a second to... wah!
Come on.
So if ya just add a pinch of cinnamon to your chili,
you'll be on your way to tasty town.
Whoa.
Oh, hey, you're tiny like me.
[gulps]
Is this table crooked?
[bell dings] Ahh!
I think this table's crooked.
[laughs]
[bell dings]
I believe in you two.
Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!
I know them.
Ugh, it's impossible to win with all this light in my eyes.
[bell dings]
Ahh!
Ooh.
[growling]
[inhales and blows]
[giggling]
[cheers and applause]
[bell dings] Ugh!
[bell dings] Augh!
Ohh.
Tied for last.
Who's it gonna be?
I think this whole thing's rigged.
You two are doing so bad,
there's literally nobody left for you to fight.
Do you know what that means?
We win by default?
No.
Both of you are gonna compete to see who's the
ultimate baby loser of all time.
[laughs]
[together] The ultimate baby loser?
Oh, no.
Why is it so bad to be the ultimate baby loser?
See for yourself.
[laughter]
Oh, shut up.
Okay, we cannot let that happen to us.
We gotta make a break for it.
No one leaves till it's over.
[laughter]
Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah! Do it!
This is terrible.
I should say something encouraging.
You can do it!
Both: Which one of us?
Uh... um... both of you?
I don't know.
All right, let the match begin.
Come on! Tear her apart!
Yeah, rip his arm off!
Rip is arm off!
[all shouting]
They're not doing anything.
Come on.
I wanna see some action.
All right, you two, enough messing around.
Bob, set the timer.
Sir, yes, sir.
[grunting]
Phew.
[timer ticking]
If one of you doesn't give,
you're both gonna be crowned the ultimate baby loser.
[both gasp]
[laughter]
boing!
Augh, that's horrible.
I'm not gonna let my sister be the worst.
Foo, what are you doing?
I'm letting you win the match.
What? Oh, no, you don't.
I'm gonna take the fall.
No. I can't let you be a loser.
You couldn't handle it.
You can't handle it.
You're the emotional one.
No, I'm not.
You are.
Just give up already.
Hey, hey, hey.
Keep those elbows on the table,
or else you'll be ejected from the game.
Wait a minute.
That's it.
Foo, we have to get kicked out.
It's the only way we can make it out of here
without being embarrassed.
Are you sure this is gonna work?
No. But do you have a better idea?
[gnawing]
Nope.
Hey. What did I just say?
Ha, looks like you're gonna have to kick us out.
You bet I will.
Do that 30 more times and you'll get yourself a yellow card.
4 of those and you're outta here.
What? Ugh, we gotta amp it up.
Can do.
Whoo!
[gnawing]
[growling]
You're seven verbal warnings away from getting a penalty.
Both: Augh.
- Oof! - Augh!
Oof!
[speaking gibberish]
Yeah! Break the rules!
Oh, listen to me go.
Yah!
Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah!
Oh, I'm scared.
I've never seen such reckless arm wrestling.
[laughter]
[chuckles]
Oof!
Mm-hmm, interesting strategy.
Guys, you're running out of time.
Hurry up and get disqualified.
Looks like you'll both be losers.
[laughs]
No one calls us losers. Foo, ball.
All: Ahh! Oof! Hey! Oof! Hey! Augh!
Ugh! Augh! Ugh! Oof! Ugh!
Oh, no! No! Dad!
[stammering] Dad?
He's dead.
[sobbing] Oh, no. And it's your fault.
You two dinguses are disqualified.
I can't believe you killed my... huh?
Dad? You're alive!
[laughs]
He good. He good.
Well, guys, you did it.
As your coach, I couldn't be more proud.
Oh, right, you were our coach.
Seeing how the dummy babies were disqualified,
the loser award goes to... this guy.
Wait, I... I won something?
[laughter]
Aw, Jeremy makes a cute baby.
Come on dudes. Let's get out of here.
So I guess the lesson is, if ya can't win, then don't play.
I... I don't know if that's a good lesson.
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