The Bob's Burgers Movie

Well, that's the first time

an exterminator said he's gonna pray for us.

That's okay, right? That's not a bad sign.

No. Whatcha doin', Gene?

I'm making an instrument out of spoons,

and a napkin holder, and dreams, and magic.

Obviously, Tina.

How's the burger, Bob?

It's okay. I put an egg on it.

Why is Dad making a burger at 8:00 a.m.?

Is he on British time?

He's making it to bring to Mr. Dowling at the bank.

We have a meeting this morning

and we're gonna ask for an extension

on our loan payment.

Oh, fun.

And we really, really need to get that extension.

All the restaurant equipment is wrapped up in that loan.

So, you're giving him a burger?

Well, I mean, we can't give him money, Tina.

'Cause we don't have any? Pretty much.

How about you play him some of this?

What, to scare him?

No. To enchant him.

Bob, you know I love this "bring him a burger" idea,

but isn't it a little early to be making it?

I mean, our appointment isn't for a while.

This is a practice burger.

Why are you whispering?

I don't want it to hear and feel bad.

Okay.

Wait, I'm a what?

- Nothing. - What? You're great.

Mmm, that feels nice.

I know. I know.

Don't rub my sesame seeds off.

I won't. Don't worry.

They're a cute couple. Eh, I give 'em a year.

I'm gonna make another practice burger.

And I'm gonna try not to think too much

about how much is riding on today.

Maybe I should put two eggs on it.

Hey! This could be your burger of the day!

You can call it your, "Keep Your Sunny Side Up

"and Your Cloudy Side Down,

"Stay Positive, Bobby,

"Things Are Gonna Be Okay Burger."

- Right? - It's a little long.

How about "Mr. Greasy"?

Well, better get going.

Only one more week of school and then I'm Summer Tina.

And big things are comin' for Summer Tina.

Big things like that heat rash you get sometimes?

Bigger.

Summer Louise might be

making some moves that are pretty big, too.

Maybe. I don't know.

Don't worry about it, all right?

Fine. Sorry.

Summer Gene's gonna be topless 24/7

and doin' a lot of this.

Oh, great. Bye, my babies.

Watch out for the messed up sidewalk!

Thank you!

I mean. Uh!

Something like, eh, eh, eh.

Looks good.

Poop?

- No. - Huh?

- I'm sorry. Extension denied. - Huh?

You have seven days to make your payment

or we'll repossess your restaurant equipment.

Seven days?

Possess our equipment? Like, haunt it?

I brought you a burger.

Oh, no thanks.

I'm trying to eat less meat. Oh, my God.

I'm going to close out the file.

And, uh, your faces are making me

sad,

so if you could go?

Oh, my face?

And can you take the, um... hmm?

There's fries in there. You want the fries?

Typing till you're gone. Typing till you're gone.

And that is the breakthrough we've been looking for.

It hurts my teeth somehow. Also who's "we"?

The band! Our underappreciated but highly influential band,

the Itty Bitty Ditty Committee?

That we're in with my sisters.

And recorder bad boy, Peter Pescadero.

Oh, right. We were in a band. And we went with that name?

Yes! And we were just waiting to discover our sound,

and I'm sure you agree that I've found it.

I'm gonna get ya! I'm gonna get ya! Come on.

Zeke. Ow.

Too hard! Aah! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!

I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna walk

right over there and I'm gonna do it.

I'm not gonna do it.

I am gonna do it. Here I go.

Nope. Going back over here. Can't do it.

Yes, I can. Yes, I can. Zeke. Ow! Zeke. Ow!

Ow, Zeke. My penis area!

Nope. Not the right time. Stand down, soldier.

Ready? Go!

Louise! Come do a dead man's drop.

Ooh, that's over there and I'm over here.

But thank you. She's scared.

No. I'm not.

I mean, I'm scared of how comfortable I am. Over here.

She's afraid her hat will fall off.

You're afraid my hat will fall off.

So gotcha!

Good one. I mean, kinda.

I don't know why she still wears that thing.

It's like she's five.

Oh, boy.

Baby.

What'd you say? Did you just use the B-word?

Uh, I'm pretty sure she said, "lady."

I heard "rabies."

I'll show you rabies.

Easy. Easy.

What's going on over here? A little conflict?

Stupid bank. Sunny side up.

More like crappy side up.

It's gonna be okay, Bob. Bob?

Do you think he remembers I ordered a burger?

Um...

Yeah.

Your sidewalk's getting worse.

Uh-huh. I saw someone trip.

Hey, how are you guys gonna celebrate

getting that loan extension?

Should I get some T-shirts made? I'd wear one.

We didn't get the extension, Teddy.

What? But you made a burger!

He's eating less meat, Teddy! Okay! Jeez.

He's eating less meat.

Bob, calm down.

Seven days. We can do this.

All we have to do is sell enough burgers

in seven days to pay the bank, which is...

A lot.

Eh, well, that's not that much, right? We can do it.