Over the Garden Wall

Episode 2: "Hard Times at the Huskin' Bee"

It's almost morning.

We should've found a town by now.

This is the way the woodsman told us to go, right?

Have you listened to anything

I've been saying? For the last couple hours,

I've been saying ...

Well, that settles it. I'm gonna walk up 10 feet

- ahead of you. - Help!

- Huh? - I'm stuck!

- I hear something! - It's probably nothing.

Hey, look. "Pottsfield, 1 mile."

- A town! Let's go this way. - Okay, let's go this way.

- Not ... ugh. - Hello? Hello?

- Hey, you. - Who? Me?

- Yeah, you. - Oh. Hello.

It's you again. I'm stuck.

Help me out of here, and I'll owe you a favor.

- Whoa! I get a wish? - No, no, no. Not a wish.

I'm not magical. I'll just do you a good turn.

- Can you turn me into a tiger? - Um, no.

- I just said I'm not magical. - It doesn't have to be

- a magical tiger. - Greg, stop talking to a bush.

- Okay. - Huh?

Thanks. I owe you a favor. So, um, you two are lost kids

- with no purpose in life, right? - Uh-huh.

How about I bring you to Adelaide of the pasture,

the good woman of the woods? She could help you get home.

- Oh. - N-No, no. No, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Magic talking birds leading us

to fairy godmothers in the mysterious...

- I'm going to Pottsfield. - Yeah, we're going

to Pottsfield. Come on.

- What about the favor? - I'll think of my wish later.

Ohh.

So, let's small-talk. My name's Greg. What's yours?

- Beatrice. - My brother's name is Wirt.

- Who cares? - And my frog's name's

- Wirt Jr., but that may change. - Okay, that's great.

How about you and I ditch your brother?

Mm. Maybe later. So, is it nice being a bird?

- Nope. - Oh.

- Do you like waffles? - No, waffles make me sick.

I eat... m-maggots.

- What? - How can you not eat waffles?!

What?!

- I stepped on a pumpkin! - Aha! Civilization, see?

Now ...

Huh? What the...

All right. Let's rejoin society.

Hello? Hello? Hmm. See anybody?

No. Oh, I see you.

- Yeah, I see you, too, Greg. - Hey, not to be obnoxious, but

an abandoned ghost town doesn't seem like it's gonna be that

useful getting you guys home.

There's got to be somebody somewhere.

Excuse me?

Anyone here? Hello?

Oh. Sorry. Uh, I'm looking for a phone.

Um, I'm sorry.

- Did you find anything? - No. Where's Greg?

- Do you hear that? - Huh?

#... let spirits meet #

* around the barn of Pottsfield town *

- Hmm? - Huh?

Together: # oh, Heidi pours your golden mead #

* you're in the maypole dance *

* a river too wild, my soul *

* and to bind the... *

What the...

Oh, pardon me there. Say, you folks ought to don your

vegetables and celebrate the harvest with us.

Uh... Oh!

- You're wearing costumes. - Well, sure.

Pumpkins can't move on their own... can they?

- Ha. No. Yeah, no. - Good thing I didn't take this off.

You guys find this place as

- creepy as I do, right? - So it's some kind of weird cult

where they wear vegetable costumes and dance

around a big thing. They seem nice enough.

Okay, you're in denial. That's fine.

But I'm just saying, something feels off about this place.

Well, maybe I can find

someone here who will give us a ride home.

Greg, you stay out of trouble. Beatrice, thank you,

but you can leave.

I can't leave. I'm honor-bound to help

you since you guys helped me. That's the bluebird rules.

- Uh, okay. - Beatrice, would you care

- for this dance? - No thanks.

No thanks, no thanks. I said no thank you.

Say, aren't you a little too... early?

- What do you mean. - I mean it doesn't seem like

you're ready to join us just yet.

Join you? Yeah, no, I'm just passing through.

Folks don't tend to "pass

- through" Pottsfield. - Oh... Yeah?

- Yeah. It's nice here. - Um, I'm really just looking

t-to leave here as fast as possible.

Eh, what, what? Leave Pottsfield?

- Who wants to leave Pottsfield?! - Huh?

- What? - He wants to leave Pottsfield.

- What? - Oh, are we leaving already?

Let's leave immediately.

I'm just trying to get home.

They're not supposed to be here.

Maybe he's here to steal our crops.

- To ruin our party. - Or take off our pumpkin shoes!