Miracle Workers

All we have to do to save the world

is get these two to kiss.

Have you guys ever thought about a Kiss Cam?

Let's make it happen.

Ooh, there's a cozy-looking couple.

Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

Kiss! Kiss! They're choking.

I'm going home.

Okay, fine. Go home.

How are we gonna fix this?

Did someone order a miracle?

The bet's off. I'm here to save the world.

O-Okay.

Shit.

Oh, how's this thing going?

My name is Raymond.

I work in the Department of Clouds.

We have no leadership. No direction.

Every day, you just come in

and make any kind of cloud you want.

Big puffy cloud, little dotty cloud,

long, streaky cloud...

fine, go for it.

No one cares.

Sometimes, I get so bored,

I like to make my cloud look like things.

Like a turtle or a car or something.

Occasionally, some kid will notice.

But, mostly, nobody looks up.

Nadia. Department of Male Nipples.

They were supposed to squirt orange juice.

The male nipple doesn't work, and it never will.

But we still gotta clock in every morning

and pretend that today's the day

that we're gonna crack that nipple.

I'll be honest:

I'm always high, you know?

My name's Carla. I work in Bug Control.

Or should I say Bug "Control"?

We can't control them.

They do whatever they want.

They run all over the place, fly around in crazy circles.

They're nuts.

My name's Frank.

I make the Northern Lights.

Why are there no Eastern Lights?

Why can't I try some Western Lights?

I'll tell ya why.

The union.

We spent a thousand years

trying to make a "bug-controlling helmet."

You put it on, you're supposed to be able to steer a bug.

So stupid.

So stupid.

Collective bargaining my ass.

It's horse shit.

Okay. Great exit interview.

Do you have anything else you'd like to add?

Just that I'll be happy when this place goes under.

Well, right there with ya.

Good news is, we don't have too long to wait. Okay.

Department of Answered Prayers.

Reminder to please schedule your exit interview.

Department of Answered Prayers, remind...

Not yet.

Let's save this weird-ass planet.

Status?

Four blocks apart

and still drifting. We need to find a way

to get them back together.

Then we've only got one option:

We fence them in.

We block the roads they're on.

Then we seal off the side streets

so the only direction they can move is toward each other.

We corral them like cattle, closer and closer,

until their lips are touching.

Okay, I'm... I'm not sure

we're gonna be able to do that, Eliza.

Craig, we can't afford to play it safe right now.

N-No, I'm not "playing it safe." I promise.

We... We just don't have the manpower

to block off all those routes.

You're right.

Yeah, we need help. Let's get the other departments.

Rosie, Sanjay, you go east,

round up everyone from Bug Control to Erosion.

We'll go west and hit up the people

in Currents, Clouds, and Tides.

And I'll help, too.

- Yay. - Thank you.

You're helping by just being here. Yeah.

- That's so nice of you. - Great.

Hello?

Hello?!

Hello?

Where is everyone?

I don't know.

What is that?

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

I got this.

- Oh! - Oh!

All right, everybody, look.

All of you are technically still employees here,

at least for the next...

thirty-eight minutes.

So if you don't help us,

you'll be in dereliction of your duty,

which means a forfeiture of all severance packages.

Oh, shit.

So go on. Get your gear.

We've got work to do.

Yeah, let's fire it up!

Hey, guys, it's running!

Over here.

12 blocks apart.

- Okay, let's go! Let's go! - Go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go, go!

I think we got a real shot here.

We just can't afford any mistakes.

- Aah! - Lightning initiated.

Lightning. Lightning.

We've got to get him out of here.

- Aah! - Lightning initiated.

More lightning.

18 blocks apart.

19 blocks apart.

Hey, God. Hey! How are you?

So glad you found us.

Everybody was like, "Where's God? We need him."

Now, look, I'm... I'm just glad I could help.

Speaking of which, uh...

we... we actually need your expertise right now...

In another room.

Really? 'Cause it seems like all the action's right here.

Oh, no. There's a lot more action in another room.

Oh, boy. I want to see that room.

All right.

Lead the way. All right.

All right, people! Back to work! Come on!

Let's do this thing!

- Okay, Circuits. You're up. - All right.

All right!

Nice work.

Sewage initiated.

We're getting there. Okay, hydrant's on deck.

Hydrant failed.

Damn it!

Come... You guys!

Where were you on that one?!

They were on their break.

We get 5 minutes every 45 minutes

and 10 minutes every hour.

You got a problem with that, bring it up at arbitration.

That stupid union.

Now Sam's way off course.

And there's nothing we can use to block the road.

What about that beehive?

Bug Control!

Can you control bugs?

Not really. What does that mean?

Well, we got this helmet.

But the last time we tested it, it didn't work out too hot.

Okay, well, we gotta try it again right now.

Be my guest.

But before you strap it on,

you might want to have a little chat with Henry.

He used the helmet six years ago

to try to move a potato bug away from a potato.

Been that way ever since.

Is he all right? No.

Best we can figure is,

his mind merged with the potato bug's mind.

Never really switched back.

Look, we need you to steer this bee towards Sam.

No way, lady.

I'm not risking my brain for some severance.

Sorry. Here. We need this.

No, no. You... Okay. No, we just need it.

Okay. All right.

Bee me. What?

Strap it on. Throw the switch.

Bee me.

Wait. Hang on.

Craig...

are you sure you want to do this?

We have nineteen minutes until the Earth is destroyed,

so we can't afford to play it safe.

Right?

Bee me.

Bee me!

Oh, wait, wait!

Eliza.

If I don't come back, or if I come back as a bee,

I just want you to know that...

Yeeeaaaghh! Aah!

Craig!

Did it work?

Is he a bee?

Hey, look!