Side Hustle

Oh, Cash, I have something for you.

You have something for the cow?

Yes. She's given us so much milk

and happiness over the years, I got her a hay bouquet.

Or as I like to call it, a bouq-hay.

-I would have called it a moo-quet, but you do you.

"Either way, I love it.

Thanks, Lex."

What was that?

-That was my cow voice. I was pretending to be Cash.

-That didn't sound like a cow. -A dolphin maybe.

"I thought it was pretty good."

Thanks, Cash.

Oh, I love to hate this place.

Hey, Munchy.

It's your brother's girlfriend, Buckles.

Ex-girlfriend. She broke up with him again.

This time it was because he chewed his food too quietly.

Buckles likes guys who make big chewing noises.

So you ready for the big going away party?

Who's going away? Is it you?

Oh, you wish.

I filed a complaint with the city

that this cow pen is illegal.

So now animal control is taking the stupid cow away.

So let's celebrate! I brought extra hats.

One for you.

Your loss.

Sholly.

-Animal control officer Sholly reporting for duty.

Now where's the cow?

It's the big, smelly animal right there.

Ahh, there you are. Thought you could hide.

You can't take my cow. This is her home, okay?

And she's my friend, and I use her milk

to make everything at the Mooery.

Too bad. You need a permit to have this creature

in your restaurant, which you do not have.

So I'm taking her to the cow pound.

Well, can I just get a permit?

-Of course you can. -Okay.

But it takes six to eight years.

Hey, this isn't fair. You can't take Cash.

Yeah, Buckles just wants

the Mooery to go out of business.

-Yeah, then everyone will have to go to her place,

Froyo Yo-Yo, where they put a yo-yo in every froyo.

-That is true. It's also true that this cow is leaving.

Sholly, take her away.

Love to. Let me get my crate.

I might have brought the wrong size crate.

I'll come back tomorrow.

Everyone's an idiot.

I can't lose my cow.

You're not going to.

Cash isn't going to the cow pound.

Not on my watch.

Isn't that right, Cash? "You know it."

Why are you doing a dolphin voice?

Right?

-I can't believe you might actually discover a new color.

I'm so excited, sir.

Horrigan, science isn't about being excited.

But I have a name picked out for the new color,

and it's Fisher Blue.

I can see the name on a crayon already.

Okay, go downstairs and get my science tongs.

Right away, sir. Bennigan!

How can I help you, sir?

Go downstairs and get Fisher's science tongs.

Right away, sir.

-Horrigan? -Yes, sir.

Who was that?

That's Bennigan.

Follow-up question. Who's Bennigan?

Well, you know how I'm your assistant?

He's my assistant.

This way I can send him to get your supplies,

and I won't have to miss a moment of the experiment.

I'm not sure if that's necessary.

Don't worry. It'll save a ton of time.

Your science tongs, Mr. Fisher, sir.

-Hey, you hand those to me, and I'll hand them to Fisher.

Now, go sit on your stool.

Yes, sir.

I got your science tongs, sir.

Thanks.

Hey. Why did Lex wanna meet us here?

No idea. I got her text

when I was in the middle of a killer ukulele solo.

What was that?

Is that the skunk your dad's always feeding?

Hey, Presley.

Do you mind if we hide a cow in your garage?

-First off, Lex, I'm proud of you for stealing a cow.

Second off, what are you thinking?

-We can't let an innocent cow be taken away from its home.

I love animals too much,

Especially ones with big, beautiful eyes.

-Yeah. We couldn't let that guy from the city take Cash.

He was coming to get her today.

Cash would do the same for us

if she had a mind capable of forming plans.

-So you guys took the cow out of the Mooery last night

and snuck her into Presley's garage without me?

I thought we were friends.

Well, we can't keep a cow in my garage forever.

What's the plan?

Ty and I figured it out.

We'll remodel my room into a barn,

buy some chickens to keep Cash company...

And we'll all take plans milking her,

which will keep the Mooery in business.

And we just have to keep this up until Ty

gets that cow permit in six to eight years.

-Someone's coming. -We gotta hide Cash.

Jaget. What's with the cowbell?

I'm on a mission from Buckles.

I'm looking for a cow,

and everybody knows they're attracted to cowbells.

Wait, wait, wait. I thought Buckles dumped you.

It was mutual.

Anyway, she texted me and said if I track down the cow,

she'll get back together with me.

So why'd you come here?

'Cause I think you rotten kids

might have something to do with it.

Ha-ha-ha.

Ha-ha-ha. Ha-ha-ha.

Why are you all awkwardly laughing?

And aren't you supposed to be at the Mooery, Milk Man?

Um...we deliver.

Yeah, no, I just dropped off a bag of butter.

A butter bag.

What was that?

It came from the garage. -Ha-ha.

You know, all this talk about garages reminds me

that Presley wrote a song about you.

I did?

I mean, I did.

A song about me?

It's about time.

You're gonna love it. One, two, three.

Help me get the cow out of here

while he's distracted.

Ahh!

Wait a second. You kids did take the cow.

So that awesome song was just a distraction?

I can't wait to see the look on Buckles' face

when I tell her I found the cow.

She's gonna sorta smile.

Hey. What are you doing?

We can't keep him in there.

He has a terrible fear of being trapped in small spaces,

especially garages.

Let me out of here!

Don't worry. Lex will know what to do.

You kids are in trouble.

Wait. Where's Lex?

Let me out of here!

I need space.

I can't even spread out my arms.

All right, I can. But it's not much clearance.

Hey, calm down.

Who said that?

Was that you, cow?

"Of course it was me.

There's no one else here."

I knew talking cows were real.

Horrigan, I need the prism.

Yes, sir. Bennigan, I need the prism.

Yes, sir. Arbie.

Yes, sir.

-I need the prism. -Yes, sir.

Well, hold on a second. Who is this?

-I felt I wasn't maximizing my time with Horrigan,

so I hired my own assistant.

Here's your prism.

Hey, you're my assistant. Hand that to me.

-Now go sit on your stool. -Yes, sir.

Your prism, Mr. Fisher, sir.

Bennigan,

we've been over this.

Now go sit on your stool.

-Yes, sir. -I got your prism, sir.

Thanks, Horrigan. This is saving a lot of time.

Okay, when we open this garage,

Jaget will most likely go crazy.

Most likely? He's gonna spring out of there

like a cobra shot out of a circus cannon.

Wait. Why don't I get any protection?

Well, Ty, we need Jaget to go after someone,

and we voted and chose you since you're the weakest.

-Wait, what? -No time to explain.

Let's open this.

It's Lex. She's in the garage. And Jaget thinks she's the cow.

She has a plan but needs a little more time.

She also says we owe her an apology