Tied Up (На выброс)

Let me tell you this.

You shall know happiness, my brothers and sisters.

You shall enter the place where all trash will find Paradise,

where you will be granted for your domestic service

a proud and glorious destiny.

I know the path you must take there.

Follow it and you will find great happiness and prosperity.

I hope the wind will hold me here long enough

to share my message of hope with you.

So, heed my words, my brothers and sisters.

You need only...

Ooh! Ah!

I will be back!

Oh, for crying out loud, there he goes again.

-Wait, what? -Uh, uh! Stop pushing!

No, you stop pushing! I couldn't see a thing because of you!

Just like last time, he flew away without tell us the way!

Sure he promised to return.

But that wind bag's promises are as empty as he is.

Exactly! And what if he never returns?

How will we ever get out of here?

We'll never get out of here.

We've been here a month. I'm sick of it!

Get off me! That hurts

Hey people! Quit your jabbering! This ain't no protest!

If he promised, he'll come back. Then we say, "Get to the point!"

Got it?

Not the puddle, not in the puddle!

You think I won't do it, huh?

- But it's so expensive! - Who cares?

Ha!

Ugh! What the heck?

Ugh. Are we there already?

Oh! Hey, did this place just fire the cleaners?

- Well, looky here, we've got us a newbie!

If he was brand spankin' new he wouldn't be here.

Where am I?

No! Not my destination. I was heading home.

Guess what, fancy boy?

This is your home now.

Boot! Quit stomping around! My head's bursting!

Then quit stickin' around!

Ew! It looks like you stepped in something.

Ha! You talkin' about him?

Uh, yeah, no. More like what the flies are swarming to.

Even the chewing gum won't mask that smell.

Think you're funny?

Bet you thought you'd always be around

a white-collar neck.

Then bam, here you are,

-in the gutter like me. -Ah.

I was useful my whole life, bub.

-You're just a migraine trigger! -Oh, seriously... give me a break.

Come on guys, no fighting. You are so welcome here!

Ew! Oh-oh! And you're all really fragrant here!

Fragrant? I don't get it.

Uh, you have a very pungent perfume.

- Oh, we beg your pardon. -Uh?

Guess nothing compares to your luxurious scent.

Hmm. Can't argue with that.

Some of us are destined to shine,

others to collect dust.

Once you accept the natural order,

life's pretty sweet.

Sure, and now you're collecting dust with us.

Oh! Looks like you just went out of style!

Don't bother explaining to him, Lily. He won't get it.

Me? Out of style? Classics never go out of style.

Unlike cheap, Chinese knock-off porcelain.

Porcelain or silk, no matter here.

You could even be made of ivory.

Now we're only trash.

I'll have you know, you refuse rejects, that I am not trash.

I am Macchiarini.

What's that supposed to mean?

Being a Macchiarini means

that I'm worth more than the contents

of your entire dumpster.

Well, you were. Before you got here!

Now our trash pile is a formal affair.

You are all peasants.

Ah, Macchiarini!

Excuse me, but you missed a spot.

There, better.

Your colors are so tasteful. Impeccable style.

Let me introduce myself.

I'm the air freshener: Sea Breeze,

"Ocean Wave Freshness!"

These chumps know nothing of champs like us.

Ah, whatever, no biggie. They're kinda amusing, you know?

But hey, enough's enough. I'm out.

- Oh, my brothers and sisters!

-Uh? -Hear me now!

He's back! He must have big news for us all!

Brother Esoterius is back!

Now, where was I? Ah! Yes.

Which path should you follow?

And what's next on your epic journey?

- What's he rustling up? - -Coming through.

Stop shouting! I can't hear anything.

And so, I have once again flown there, I have seen Him!

The Decider of Destiny will take you as you are.

Rusted and full of holes, worn-out and crumpled,

even expired...

Well, well? What's next?

The Decider of Destiny will grant you a new fate!

Just follow the path of the discarded,

follow the path of the disposed.

And may you reach... Ooh, ooh!

What did he say?

Um, what is that guy even talking about?

Crazy, right? It's some weird folklore.

Ooh! Yes!

And may you enter Trash Paradise.

Hooray! Paradise! Yeah!

There you will be replenished with more than fresh ink.

So cool!

You will roll on in eternal glory.

Oh! Finally!

My child, who are your tears for?

He'll never shine his light on us again!

Take him to Trash Paradise,

for there his spark will be recharged.

Bravo, brilliant. But what's in it for a guy like me?

How am I supposed to know if it's worthy of my status?

You'll get so much more than you expect.

But not quite how you expect it.

So be on your way!

Which way? Which way do we go?

Yeah! Where the heck is this Paradise anyways?

The machines know the way.

Enter one and it will take you across the city,

past the Upside-down Horseman,

then to a fork in the road under the Shining Chalice,

then left... or right.

It depends on which direction you're flying from.

I confuse my left and right.

Uh, but that's it!

There you will find Trash Para-- Ah!

Did you get any of that?

What's an "Upside-down Horseman"?

Or a "Shining Chalice".

Where is that?

And what machine's he talking about?

I sure hope it's not an Oblivion Machine!

-Boo! -Ahh!

Hey!

I know what machine he meant!

I know!

Hush! Who said that?

There! At the bottom of the dumpster!

Come on. Hey. All together now!

Come on, come on! Push! Push!

There he is! Look there!

I know all about that machine,

but I'll only tell ya if ya promise

to finally get me outta this stinkin' dumpster!

Yes, we promise, we promise!

Now, this is getting interesting.

Brother Esoterius was talking about the garbage truck!

Once a week guys show up

in a garbage truck to grab all the trash.

-And today's the day! -How do you know that?

- Because every time they grab the trash cans

and dump 'em into the truck's compacter

they cart it off to this Paradise

with beautiful birds flyin' over and such.

And I'm always left behind

because I'm stuck to the stinkin' bottom!

Ah, why'd I have to be superglue?

- It's so obvious. - The garbage truck!

-Exactly! Now pull me out! -The garbage truck comes today!

-Who's gonna get in first? -Hey! Pull me out!

We should... t--t--t--

type up-- up-- up a list!

-Can you put me on this list please? -Me too!

Pull me out, you promised!

Hey, put me on the list first!

Hey, hey... Form a line!

Breeze, um, is it always this crazy around here?

You wouldn't believe what I've seen.

It's been like this the whole time.

What do you expect? They're trash!

That's enough mingling with commoners for today.

Time to get back to my fabulous life.

Bet they miss me at home.

Um, Macchiarini! Uh, Mac, can I hang with you? May I?

Uh... ocean wave freshness, you say?

Well, are you sure you can actually look the part?

I can. You bet I can! Oh, thank you, Macchiarini!

Thank you, Mac!

Fine then, let's go.

What now, Mac? What's the plan? Where are we headed?

When you see fast cars,

haute couture and exquisite diamonds

I feel right at home.

So come, follow me.

Eh, check it out! Pretty cool, huh?

This is amazing. You actually live here? I can't believe it.

Wha-- what do you do all day, Mac?