VeggieTales: Lord of the Beans

Okay, Larry,

it's time for the theme song.

Uh... yeah, Bob.

What do I do? Hmm, let's see.

I know! You play the guitar.

Bob, I don't have any hands.

Oh, you're right.

Well, okay. You play this.

I don't want to play that.

I'll look silly! Oh, come on.

It'll be fun!

No. Not going to do it.

It's for the kids.

Oh, okay.

But they better not laugh.

All right!

Better get on out there.

If you like to talk to tomatoes

If a squash can make you smile

If you like to waltz with potatoes

Up and down the produce aisle...

Have we got a show for you.

VeggieTales, VeggieTales

VeggieTales, VeggieTales

VeggieTales, VeggieTales

VeggieTales, VeggieTales

Broccoli, celery, gotta be

VeggieTales

Lima beans, collard greens, peachy keen

VeggieTales

Cauliflower, sweet and sour, half an hour

VeggieTales

There's never ever ever ever

ever been a show like VeggieTales

There's never ever ever ever

Ever been a show like VeggieTales

It's time for VeggieTales

Hi, kids. I'm Bob the Tomato,

and welcome to VeggieTales.

Larry said he'd be right back,

said he had some kind of a surprise or something.

Oh, Larry?

What are you...

Whooaaa!

Look out for the sink!

Where did you get...

Do you like it?

I saved up 500 box tops

from Frosted Flaky Flippers cereal

and it's finally here!

My new ukulele.

Uh, that's a unicycle, Larry.

Uh, but aren't those things

really hard to ride?

Well, I guess at first,

but I got the hang of it.

No big deal.

I think I'm gifted.

You can't even reach the pedals.

How're you doing that?

I'm telling you, Bob, I got a gift.

And you know what I'm going to do with it?

Uh, your gift? Yeah.

Rich and famous, Bob.

Give me a month

and my ukulele and I will be

on the cover of VeggieBeat Magazine!

It's a unicycle.

And are you sure

that's what your gift is for?

Well, what else would it be for?

You know, that reminds me of a letter

we just got from Dylan Clark

of Altoona, Wisconsin.

Can Dylan ride a unicycle?

Well, no.

But Dylan can build things

better than anyone else he knows.

His mom says he has a gift.

Dylan wants to know what exactly a "gift" is,

and what is he supposed to do with it?

Rich and famous, Dylan!

Wait a minute, Larry.

We have a story today

that can help both of you.

It's about a boy

who received an extraordinary gift

and had to figure out what it was for.

It's full of elves and dwarves and flobbits.

Oooh!

What's a flobbit?

You'll find out in a minute.

Dylan, get ready

for the Lord of the Beans.

Randalf, you're late.

Toto Baggypants,

I am never late.

I arrive precisely

when I intend to.

Oh my.

Got the fireworks?

Oh yeah.

Well done, Randalf.

Yes, they seemed to enjoy it.

So when's your uncle going to make his speech?

Here he is now.

Dear flobbits,

today is my twelfity-twoth birthday!

Ah. 122 years

is too short a time

to live among such fine folk.

I'm twice as tall as half of you

and half as short as twice of you.

But... I'm growing tired, you see.

I'm feeling stretched,

like chocolate pudding scraped across too much ham.

My life has been a series of adventures

A string of journeys, quests and curious trips

I've done all right, you see

Gathering riches just for me

All to bring the cup of joy up to my lips

I grabbed a little more of this

And a little more of that

I wanted to be happy

But instead it left me flat

Share with me the secret if you can

The key to be a truly happy man

I didn't mean to interrupt your feasting

Or bore you with my silly little speech

So dig right in, my friends

Before the celebration ends

And the plate of pleasure passes out of reach

And have a little more of this

And a little more of that

You hope it makes you happy

But it only makes you fat

And now it's time to bid you all adieu

But not before a present, just for you

My birthday cake!

Uncle Billboy?

Ha!

Hmm, ah, Billboy, you old rascal.

They never saw that one coming.

You think you're awfully clever, don't ya?

Randalf!

My old friend.

Why, you haven't changed a bit.

No, but you have.

You must be twice as tall

as when last we met.

W... well, you know, clean living.

Heh, heh. And your clothes.

Very fine for a flobbit.

Oh... uh,

rags, really.

And this house!

I don't remember that there. Uh... what?

Uh, Randalf? Or that.

Or that.

W-well, business has been good.

And what's this? An espresso maker?

Oh, you really must try it.

I tell you, it makes tea taste like bath water.

I wasn't sure I'd like it at first.

It has quite a...

ooh... kick.

Billboy Baggypants,

there are many powerful beans in the world.

None of them should be used lightly.

Oh...

being friends with you

can be such a bother.

All right, here it is.

I found it on my adventures.

It's given me everything I've asked for.

Everything I could think of, anyway.

But something's missing.

I can't put words to it,

but I intend to find it, whatever it is.

That's why I'm leaving.

I'm leaving tonight

and I don't believe I'll be coming back.

And your home?

To Toto, my nephew.

I'm giving everything to him.

What about the bean?

Yes, the bean too.

What I'm looking for,

I don't think it can give me.

You'll see to it that he gets it, won't you?

Yes. Of course.

W-well, I must be off.

Farewell, Randalf.

Hmm? Oh, yes.

Farewell, Billboy.

Until we meet again.

Uncle Billboy, I saved you some cake.

I got one with a big flower.

Randalf?

Your uncle isn't here, Toto.