Gravity Falls

End times are here, folks.

Only way to salvation is to embrace

the triangular ways of our overlord.

Any object with more than three sides is sinful.

That's it. That's probably what Bill wants.

I reckon I've been living a lie.

Ladies, gentlemen,

that creature with, like, 87 different faces.

Eighty-eight different faces.

Oh, sorry. Touchy subject.

Anyways, it's been fun turning Gravity Falls

inside out, rounding up all its terrified citizens

and then stacking them into this massive

throne of frozen human agony.

Don't worry, they're not conscious anymore.

Probably.

My omelets... they have friendly faces.

Whoops. Back you go there.

But Gravity Falls is just the beginning.

It's time to take our chaos worldwide!

All right, boys, to the corners of the earth.

Set the world aflame with your weirdness.

This dimension is ours!

Ah, global domination.

I could get used to...

What?!

Hm, this might be more complicated than I thought.

I think I broke something.

Walk it off!

Mabel! Mabel!

Okay, guys, Bill has taken over the town,

and if his weirdness spreads,

he's gonna take over the whole world.

Our first step to stopping him is rescuing Mabel,

but he's got her trapped in this strange prison bubble.

What is this place anyway?

Guys, if I die, I wanna die hugging.

Soos, you're choking me.

Let my body be your shield.

Is the entire ground a bouncy castle?

Do you hear '80s music?

And does the air smell like childlike wonder?

Whoa!

This is Mabel's prison?

Yes. Definitely. Absolutely.

It's fun o'clock, everyone.

Today's weather calls for rainbows

with a chance of dance parties.

If you're the owner of a unicorn with a top hat,

please come to the ice cream beach.

Your unicorn is being towed.

What is this new world?

Shining, shimmering, splendid.

Welcome to Mabeland.

And this is worse than the apocalypse.

Dude, this place hurts my eyes.

Oh, that's normal.

Mabeland's rainbows have colors

only bees and art students can see.

Now who wants to go on the grand tour?

- Do we have a choice? - No!

Mabeland is the ultimate paradise,

and the only rule-- there are no rules!

Except for one rule, which is very serious.

But no one would ever break it,

so it's not worth mentioning.

Yeah!

Listen, creepy dream guys, we're not here to party, okay?

We just need to find Mabel and get her out of here.

Where is she?

Our home girl Mabel lives at our next stop.

That rules!

Now come have rad snacks

served by awesome penguins.

Oh, score. I'm so hungry.

Yeah. I haven't eaten anything

except for part of my hat for the last three days.

Can you guys just hold on a second?

Do you see what's happening here?

Don't forget, this world was created by Bill.

That punch is probably blood.

And that glitter rain is probably ground-up bones or babies or something.

Bill's using Mabel's own fantasies

as some sick trap.

We need to grab Mabel and get the heck outta here.

Oh, Mabel? She's at the top of the tallest tower,

guarded by those big, buff waffle guards.

There's no way to get past them.

Someone hand me some syrup.

It's happening. The moment we trained for.

Don't worry, man. I gotcha.

It's now or never, guys.

This is a rescue.

Everyone hit the deck.

Hang in there, Mabel!

There she is.

Soos, grab her.

Wendy, barricade the door.

Up you go, little lady.

Soos? Wendy? Dipper?

The waffles are coming back.

- We gotta hurry! - Uh, guys.

Don't worry, Mabel. We'll get you out of this.

But Dipper...

Mabel, what are you doing?

We're trying to save you from this prison.

This isn't a prison.

I made this world.

Well, I sorta woke up here.

- It's complicated. - What are you saying?

I'm saying this is my home now,

and I don't wanna be saved.

- Sorry, Mabel. - No worries, bubble bear.

- You did what?! - Look, after you said

you wouldn't come back home with me at the end of the summer

for your "apprenticeship,"

I wanted to hide in my sweater forever.

But then I woke up in a place that gives me

exactly what I wanted--

an endless summer where we'll never have to grow up.

Here, the sun shines all day, the party never ends,

and now that you guys are here, it's finally perfect.

Listen, Mabel, we're not here to party.

All of this is crazy.

Ugh! I figured you might say something like that, Dipper.

That's why I've prepared a backup Dipper

with a more supportive attitude.

Whoa!

Uh, yeah!

Wiggity-wiggity what's up, dude bros?

I'm Dippy Fresh.

I like skateboarding, supporting my sister,

and punctuating every third sentence with a high five.

Oh, don't mind if I...

Ahem!

I'm sorry. I can't leave him hanging.

- Yes. - You're dead to me, Soos.

Trust me. You guys are gonna love it here.

This world always knows what you want,

sometimes even before you do.

Apparently I wanted a chinchilla.

Right again, Mabeland.

Mabel, listen to yourself. This is crazy.

I'm sorry about our fight,

and I'm sorry things aren't great right now,

but that doesn't mean you can just stay in here forever.

Hey, take a chill pill. Those grow on trees here.

You stay out of this, Dippy Fresh!

Dude, calm down.

Dippy Fresh didn't do anything to you, dawg.

I know it seems too good to be true,

but just give this place a chance.

Mabeland knows just what you want,

and always provides.

Pudding center. Nice.

Actually, Mabel, I'm with Dipper on this.

Gravity Falls is in trouble, and I really think--

Wendy!

Guys? You're safe.

We've got a monster truck full of fireworks, fake ID's,

and pranking supplies.

Wanna drive this truck to the high school

and glue this plunger to the principal's head?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Sorry, guys. I've always wanted to do that.

I'll be back in just a few minutes.

Whoo-hoo!

- Wendy? - Don't worry, dude.

There's nothing in this world that could break me

from our mission.

Soos mi hijo. I have returned.

Holy... whoa, whoa. Dad?

You don't remember what I look like,

so I have the body of a pro wrestler,

and a face you once saw on a hot sauce bottle.

I was never there for you, but in this world, I can be.

- You're perfect. - It's a trap.

Don't go with him, Soos, no matter what he offers you.

Want to play catch?

I'm sorry, dude.

Even if it is all a dream,

I've gotta play just one game.

Come on, Dad.

Okay, this has gone too far.

You can't honestly think these fantasies are good for anyone.

You can't argue with the results.

People are happy here.

Does it really matter if it's real or not?

For once, stop listening to your head,

and listen to your heart.

Mabeland has something for everyone, even you.

In fact...

Nope. Not looking. Not looking.

All right, can anybody explain to me why,

even with our newfound infinite power...

none of us can escape the borders

of this stupid hick town?!

There's some kind of force field keeping us in.

But who would know how to fix it?

Hmm. Maybe someone needs to come out of retirement.