The Amazing World of Gumball

All right, Richard.

I'm going to need you to move her every hour

to keep her in the shade, okay?

Sure thing, Harry.

- Uh, Harold. - Hmm?

- Mr. Wilson. - Oh, by the way,

you must have heard about my birthday party, I guess.

Oh, sure. Uh, where is it?

Yeah, I've, uh, booked a table at that new Mexican restaurant.

- It starts at 7:00. Got it? - Yeah!

Great! Then make sure you don't turn up by mistake.

Oh.

Sure.

You buying new pants for your wife? What?

Well, she's the one wearing them in your relationship, right?

Mnh-mnh-mnh. Try these on.

- I think they're more you. - Dad, is it me,

or is this guy kind of being a total thunder jerk to you?

Oh. He's not that bad.

Then why did he steal your pants?

please come to collect his dignity from the front desk?

I'm sorry. That's not just friendly teasing.

Ow!

He's being really mean to you.

No, he's not.

- Uh? - What?

I just didn't want to have a visible panty line.

N-Not that! You need to tell Mom about this.

I can't. Your mom sees me as an average-looking,

underachieving slob. It would break her heart

to think it was all too good to be true.

Dad, you need to deal with this like an adult.

I am dealing with it like an adult.

I'm pretending nothing's wrong

until I get a chance to cry about when I'm alone.

She means you need to put an end to the situation

and deal with it in a mature way.

- How? - Well...

you're old enough to purchase a chain saw.

What?! What exactly do you think being mature means?

I don't know. "R" -rated?

- Well, what do you suggest? - Legal advice.

Well, Mr Watterson,

I've reviewed the evidence thoroughly,

and I'm pleased to say that we ca...

Hmm?

...can place a restraining order on Harold Wilson,

effective immediately. All you need to do is...

follow the legal precedent in the case of...

Can you just talk faster, please?

...the case of The State versus Antonio Chavez, Article 13,

Section 1, Amendment 19, Subsection 4, Paragraph 11,

Verse 2, Stanza 6, Sentence 9, pertaining to the victims...

I'm out. You guys got any money?

What was that about?

Sorry. That was Daisyland money.

Right. I don't think we can afford your services.

I completely understand. Please, let me show you ou...

Aw, come on! Doesn't anything happen for free in here?

Mm.

Mm!

Huh?

That was as easy as taking candy from a b... uh, ba...

What was the expression, again?

Oh, yes. A brainless man-child.

You know, I think there's a lesson in all this.

People riding those things are all butt-hats?

Okay, I guess there are two lessons in all this.

And the second one is, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.

But Dad doesn't have it in him to be bad.

What you talking about? I'm all about the thug life.

You carry "get well soon" balloons in your trunk

so you can tie them to roadkill.

You guys want to see how real I can get?

Well, break out the aloe vera,

'cause you about to get burned!

Hey, Gumball, you blue-faced potato on a stick,

how glad are you

to not have inherited your father's metabolism

and be allowed to eat whatever you want

without feeling a thick sack of shame?

Bam! You just got "P" -double-youn'd!

How about you, Darwin, you mutant weirdo?

How does it feel to have evolved

beyond anything your species could ever have dreamed of,

you disgustingly adorable pride and joy of my life?

Whoop-yeah!

Bring me the tartar sauce.

That fish just got cooked!

I think you're missing the point.

"I think you're missing the point, Dad."

I think you shouldn't lick that electrical outlet, Dad.

I think you should remember

"your appointment at the cardiologist, Dad."

How does it feel to be better than everybody else, Anais?

I mean this because I genuinely think you are.

Boom!

I'm so sorry

for hurting your feelings with my mean-spirited jokes!

Please forgive me!

I think he needs professional help.

Well, Doctor, I think this cycle of shame

started the day I was elected prom king.

Hmm.

"Dear Richard, you have been elected prom king."

Make sure to attend the ceremony tomorrow night.

"Please keep this a secret from your fellow students."

This must be a joke.

No, wait. It's signed by Principal Brown!

I spent the whole of the next day trying to look my best.

Gravity will help me fit inside the pants.

But my face is still too fat.

- You should try contouring. - What's that?

It's kind of like lying, but with your face.

- What about my suit? - Don't worry, sweetie.

We'll figure something out.

And a cape?

Eh... and a cape.

It was the happiest moment of my life.