Gravity Falls

Whoa! That cloud looks like a chipmunk.

- Barfing an airplane. - It does.

Uh, that cloud looks like... uh, a cloud.

- Boo! - Thompson, stop being

- the worst at everything. - Sorry, guys.

Look at the clouds.

Ooh! That cloud looks like a big heart-shaped balloon.

Clouds don't come in colors. That is a balloon.

Oh, dude, it's the Woodstick festival.

- Wait. The wood what? - It's this annual outdoor concert

featuring Oregon's up-and-coming indie bands.

Hey. They're all coming.

Scarves Indoors, Wood Grain On Everything, Love God.

You've probably seen him in that viral video.

Who's ready to fall in love tonight?

Oh. Ow! Ow! I hope nobody's filming this.

Whoa, like a real concert concert?

I've... I've never actually been to one of those before.

That's because you've never had an awesome crew

- to roll with before. - Come on, Thompson.

Lick that sponge. Lick that sponge.

Oh! I can't believe he's doing it.

- What is he doing? - When you're with us, you're in.

Ghosty sounds. Cemetery ghosty sounds!

It's coming from that open grave.

- You look. - No. You look.

Thompson, go look.

Heh. Nice use of Thompson. Gaze upon death.

Gaze upon death. Gaze upon death.

Gaze upon death.

Gaze upon death.

2x09 - The Love God

Ugh! It's even creepier than I expected.

Why did she leave me?

- Robbie? - Wendy! Oh. Uh.

Hey, what's up?

Just hanging out in this grave, you know.

Regular. Regular day for me.

Whoa, dude, we haven't seen you in, like, a million years.

Where have you been?

You're not still mourning our break-up, are you?

What? No way.

Robbie, we split up forever ago.

It's really sweet you'd throw yourself into a grave for me,

but, man, time to move on.

What? I've totally moved on.

That was a different Wendy. Unrelated Wendy.

Dude, this is getting really awkward.

Yeah, the cemetery used to be fun. Now it's just depressing.

Wait. You guys, he's in pain.

We can't just ditch him here.

Come on, Mabel. It's Robbie.

But he's suffering.

How can I be happy if I know someone else is sad?

It totally throws off my happiness chart.

Mabel, trust me.

If there's one thing I've learned this summer,

it's not to get mixed up in needless romantic drama.

Besides, we're finally in with Wendy's friends.

With Robbie gone, there's a good social balance.

Maybe we should just let a good thing be, you know?

Just eat me already, man.

I was just being dramatic.

Quit it. Ow! Ow! My face. Vulture!

Oh, man. I'm sorry you guys had to see that.

You know, what Robbie needs? A new girl.

Romance is like gum.

Once it's lost its flavor, you just cram another one in.

Mabel, it's not that easy.

It is if you're the world's greatest matchmaker.

I've never had an unhappy customer.

- Like Soos and Melody. - Watch this.

Walking down some actual stairs.

- Did it look cool? - The coolest.

Match made!

And then, of course, there's Waddles and Gompers.

Match made.

That might work for a goat and a pig, but Robbie's a hopeless case.

Hopeless case, e-e-e-e-eh...?

What the...? Oh, no. Hot air balloons.

Fixed gear bikes.

Folk music! It's the Woodstick festival!

Soos! Lock down the shack and hide my shirts

before anyone tie-dyes them!

They're slow. I can probably take a few down.

Wait, Mr. Pines! I've been thinking.

Every year this festival comes by and every

year you shun what could be potential customers.

You really think I can make money off of these

free-loading, kale-munching freak shows?

You just got to figure out what appeals to them.

Hmm. How do I appeal to young people?

So young people are into hot air balloons, e-e-e-e-eh?

All right, Mabel. Robbie's a broken teacup,

and you're going to piece him back together.

Okay, this could get intense.

- Howdy doo! - Happy day!

It is intense! You're Robbie's parents?

I always thought he was, like,

raised by sad wolves or something.

Oh, well, he doesn't like to talk about us.

He always says we're too cheerful for funeral directors.

Come in. Come in.

- Cracker platter? - Oh, no time for crackers. Sorry.

I'm here to cheer Robbie up.

Cannot have a dry cracker mouth for that.

Robbie Stacey Valentino! There's little a girl here to see you.

You go on up. And could you bring him his lunch?

Lady, I like your style.

You know who would look good in a sweater like that?

- Mrs. Grabelson's remains! - Oh, absolutely!

Robbie, it's Mabel!

Who?

Remember me? I'm like girl Dipper.

Ugh, go away.

I heard a "come in."

Ahh! Hey!

Listen, kid, nobody in the Pines family is welcome here.

In case you forgot, your stupid brother is the one who ruined my life!

And Mabel's the one who's gonna fix it.

Listen, Robbie, I always used to see you as a creepy jerk.

Like the human version of rat poison.

- Uh, go on. - But when I saw you

in the cemetery today, I realized, Robbie's not a bad guy.

He's just a heartbroken soul

who needs love... and gloves with fingers.

- Hey, fingerless gloves look awesome. - No, they don't.

Robbie, you just need a good matchmaker.

I guarantee I'll find you true love, or twice your sadness back.

If I say yes, will you leave my room?

I guarantee it.

Okay, Gravity Falls, who wants to go out with Robbie?

Okay. Lazy Susan, too old.

Grenda, too young. Multi-bear?

I'm putting you in the "maybe" pile.

Who could it be? Who could it be?

What's that, Gompers? Someone we already know?

But who could possibly be superficial and gothy enough for...

Of course, that's it!

You two really are America's favorite power couple.

More snacks! More snacks!

More snacks!

I'm just happy to be included.

Ha! This is brilliant.

The perfect way to sneak cheap snacks into the concert.

- And it was all Dipper's idea. - Whoo! Nice.

- Well done. - Ideas!

Kid, I sense greatness in you.

Oh, well, I don't know about...

- Greatness! - All right, now, everyone go home

and finish getting ready for the concert.

- Hey, don't wait up, Tambers. - Don't call me Tambers.

Classic Tambers.

"Tambry. You. Me. Date. Bring that sweet, sweet bod.

Your secret admirer."

Love is about to happen, Lazy Susan. Watch and learn.

Ugh! Robbie?

- You're my secret admirer? - Tambry? Ugh!

This is just what I get for trusting a toddler.

Listen, I don't think this is gonna work out.

Dating somebody I already know? It's kind of like admitting defeat.

- Um, way to assume I'm even interested. - Tambry, let's be real.

If I wanted to date you, I would have done it already.

I'm just a little out of your league.

Whoa, is that mustard? Don't want to waste that bad boy.

Status update. On blind date with sociopath.

Oh, sure. Bring out the phone. Classic Tambers.

Hey, can I get some chili fries? To go!

What? How is this possible?

I'm supposed to be the best matchmaker ever.

Did you hear that? Did you hear that?

Let's go. Let's go.

Whoo-hoo! Who's ready to fall in love tonight?

Love God!

That's what they call me.

We're rewriting history tonight,

and it starts with you and you.

Love is real and it's in your face!

What's your name, you little angel?

Meredith.

Meredith, Meredith, we got a problem.

That cutie right there is your soulmate and you're living without him.

Oh, no. What do I do?

Get it, girl. You know what you love.

Pow! Match made!

Ha-ha!

I must know how this works!

Hi. Love God? Mabel here. Big fan.

Can I just say, that was some of the

finest matchmaking I've ever seen?

Can you please, please, please tell me your secret?

Well, between you and me, let's just say,

my name's not exactly a coincidence.

Oh. My. Love God.

- Are you an actual love god? - Call me a cherub.

The internet pretty much does my job for me nowadays,

so I've taken some time to focus on my rock career.

Boom. Cassette. Boom. For you.

Oh! That's... great.

So anyway, can you make anything fall in love?