Jake, wake up! I found a truck!
- What? - What's happening?
Whoa!
Where did you get this baby?
I found it in the woods.
I named it Hot Daniel.
Anyway, I figure we can do some pretty sick stuff with it.
Oh, yeah? Like what?
Mmm, I don't know.
Launch it off some ramps, maybe get it going 30 miles per hour,
crank the wheel into a gnar right-hander,
spray dirt everywhere, like a big hirking dirt-wave.
Yeah, buddy! Nice! Let's crank this beast up!
Can't. Engine's busted, I think.
Nuts.
BMO, you know anything about cars?
Nope.
Hmm?
Maybe...
Ice King, you know anything about cars?
Nope, not a car guy. Too confusing.
Got better things to do with my life.
Hmm.
Wait. I know someone who's good with mechanics.
- Hey! Hey, guys! Hi! Hey! - Hey, Banana Man.
Wow!
I haven't seen you fellas since you destroyed my home,
my land, and my rocket.
Oh, jeez, yeah. Sorry, Banana Man. Just sort of happened.
Don't worry about it. Bygones.
I'm just excited you called me over.
We're neighbors. We should help each other out.
I got the soda and the jams.
Cool!
I see the problem.
The top of your engine is gone, specifically the cylinder head.
Hmm. OK. That word sounds cool. But what does it mean?
Let me explain.
The cylinder head is the top to the cylinder block.
Think of the cylinder head as an airtight lid to your engine
that regulates air, fuel, and exhaust.
OK, cool. Informative.
What is he pointing at?
Now, this lid is important
because it works to get fuel into your engine.
You see, your engine has cylinders, and in these cylinders are pistons.
When the piston in the cylinder moves down,
it creates a vacuum, pulling in fuel from the intake.
You mean an air-fuel mixture?
That's right, BMO. Have a gold star, dear.
Yay, BMO is so pretty and smart!
Then the piston returns to the top, compressing the air-fuel mixture.
Then, a spark plug fires off, creating an explosion,
driving the piston back down, powering the engine.
Sweet! So where's the cylinder head, then?
Hmm.
Well, sometimes people store parts they are working on in the car.
Ah! Bingo!
- Found it. - Yeah! Drive time!
Well, not quite.
We don't know why they took the cylinder head off.
It could be cracked, the gasket head could be warped,
the rod bearings could have damage from water.
You see, that's the cool thing about cars.
One tiny little thing messes everything else up, so nothing works.
So it's up to us to figure it out!
- Cool. - Yeah, all right.
Ooh, I'm bushed.
You guys wanna pick this up again in the morning?
- Sure. - Sounds good.
Not BMO.
This grease monkey's torqued up on automotive science.
Yeah, boyee!
OK, BMO. Good night, Banana Man.
Have a good evening, gents.
Time for the night shift.
It's ten past the hour, and this is Graveyard Shift,
hosted by me, Starchy the Gravedigger,
your weekly five-hour dose of all the strange haints,
phantasmagoria and phenomena I see working in the Candy Kingdom graveyard.
Hello, caller. You're on the Graveyard Shift.
What? Am I... Oh, hi.
Long-time listener, first-time caller.
So, I think Princess Bubblegum has been replaced
by, like, a lizard person.
- A lizard? - Yeah, a lizard.
I love your show!
Oh, Starchy's very interested in this topic.
What led you to this discovery, caller?
They are wrong!
You look more like a hippo than a lizard.
Well, my friend is a very highly placed official in the Candy Kingdom,
- and I've noticed— Hi, BMO.
Stay back, lizard!
Oh, sorry, BMO. I didn't mean to startle you.
I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about the truck.
And biodiesel!
Oh, and I figured out what's wrong with the engine block.
So, what are you working on?
Aerodynamics.
Sweet.
You know, it's been really nice hanging with you fellas and working on the car...
It gets a little lonely at my space-age banana dome.
- You don't have a girlfriend? - No.
I don't wanna be alone, but...
I've gotten pretty good at it.
I putter around the house, keeping busy with my little projects.
But it would be nice to find someone.
Hold up.
Princess, is that you?
Oh, spooky.
- Yo, BMO, coffee. - Thank you.
- Car looks nice, BMO. - Yeah.
I fixed it! Are we best friends yet?
Oh, hey. I, I fixed it.
Nice.
I discovered the cylinder head was warped,
so I went to the junkyard and got a new one.
Bingo.
Whoo!
Biodiesel!
Yeah!
Awesome!
Yowie! Wow!
She's beautiful.
Well, then go over and talk to her!
Yeah. Come on, Banana Man. You're lonely!
Oh, no. That's OK.
Having someone to love takes up time I could use to work on stuff.
That's the craziest thing I ever heard.
Pardon me, miss.
My friend here is super-smart, and he rebuilt this truck.
He's very smart and very single.
OK.
Anyway, his name is Banana Man.
If you like what you see, give him a call.
Help me!
- We got to save Bubblegum! - No, Finn! She's a lizard!
You got to stop listening to all those conspiracy shows.
They twist up your noodle so you can't tell what's real.
Look, there she is!
- You want some tea? - Sure.
Thanks, Jake.
So, what's up with the angry mob, PB?
Oh, they think I've been replaced with an evil lizard replicant.
It's sheer nonsense.
Eat this bug!
Lizard!
Punch it, 'Nana Man!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
What the fridge?
Finn, Jake!
Reptilian synthoid replicants are trying to take over the kingdom!
- Yeah, we know. - Kill it!
No! No! I'm the real one!
Hey, speedy.
You're coming with me.
What? Really?
Mmm-hmm.
Because you ain't got enough peel on that nanner.
You're under arrest for public indecency!
Bye, Banana Man!
- It's not fair! - It's OK, BMO.
It's not like that. Hot Daniel is dead!
Cinnamon Bun, what the heck are you doing out in the woods?
I asked you 20 minutes ago to take these drinks around for us.
Oh-ho. O-ho.
"Around for us."
I thought you said, "Walk to the zoo and back."
Finn, Cinnamon Bun's gonna tend the juice bar now.
I have a special job for you.
As Ooo's greatest champion,
I'm relying on you
to keep Lumpy Space Princess from crashing this wedding.
I went ahead and deputized you, so, you know, no holds barred.
- Got it? Yeah!
Oh, what about Jake?
Well, honestly, I haven't seen Jake this happy in a while.
I kind of don't wanna squash his groove.
Hands off, little piggy's!
Knock, knock!
Hey, Tree Trunks!
Oh, hey, Princess.
Wow, you look prettier than a Sippy cup in a snow bank.
Thanks, Tree Trunks.
Now listen, I don't want you to worry about a thing.
I've got Finn on LSP duty,
and we're keeping your ex-husbands Randy, Danny and Wyatt,
a hundred feet apart at all times,
at least until it's time for me to perform the ceremony.
Oh, well, Princess...
I appreciate your generosity,
going to all this trouble to hijack my wedding and all,
but you can't perform the ceremony.
What? Why not?
Oh, well, I'm sorry,
I just don't recognize your "authority" on such matters.
I can only be married by His Holiness, the one true King of Ooo.
What? That fraud?
- Now, I know his teachings— - That fraud is here?
Oh, dear.
Mama, I'm afraid I've offended the princess.
Oh, nonsense, baby.
She's probably just jealous.
Mama, please!
Please go on, describe the next "thought-form."
Um...
I see, like, reddish-green blotches.
Ah!
One year good luck.
I've waited a long time for this, King of Ooo.
And now I'm gonna expose you in front of everyone
for what you really are.
Hey, uh, bar-keeping, can I have another one of these ciders.
Sure!
Ha!
- Hey, little robot, how you doing? - I am the best!
I love weddings, I love flowers, I love love!
Hey, did you know I used to be married to Tree Trunks?
No!
Yeah.
It was just me and TT.
We had some wild times back in the day.
Did you know I once took her to play tennis?
No!
Yep. Tennis.
I took her to one of those paddles or whatever, you know.
No.
Yeah, she left me. She said I was stifling her spirit.
I mean, you know, what, not enough tennis for you?
No.
It's starting!
The ceremony is starting!
Oh, no! I'm missing the love!
No!
Uh, please, stay here. This is cathartic.
You're a good listener.
Oh.
OK.
Sweetie, you look so nice.
Shh.
- Sounds really sweet.
Lumpy Space Princess? Is that you?
Let me go to this party!
It's not your party, LSP.
Poor Finn.
Don't you know?
Every party is my party!
I'm just gonna look in this guy's blimp.
And make sure everything is in accordance...
with the laws!
Psst! Sweetie, what are you doing?
Hmm!
Get out of my way, Finn!
OK, dear. Now up you come.
Don't hurry this.
Here we go.
Whoa, whoa, kids! We've got to finish the ceremony first!
Keep the baby in the basket!
Everyone at the party get ready because here comes a hot bunch of grapes!
Oh, my glob!
We've gathered here on this beautiful day, under my life-giving Sun,
to celebrate the enjointment of Mr. Pig and Tree Trunks, the little elephant.
These two weird animals first...
Oh, I bet some cute weddings are happening over there.
BMO, you're so nice.
Those flowers look really cool.
Oh, I've had a hard life.
People seem cute. They seem nice.
But then when you can't stop crying
because they beat you at tennis that one time, they call you a baby!
Yeah, cute nice babies.
- BMO? - Mmm-hmm.
BMO, would you move in with me?
Do you, Mr. Pig, take Tree Trunks to be your ever-wedded wife,
forever following the teachings of me, the true King of Ooo?
I do.
And do you, Tree Trunks...
Do you promise to love Mr. Pig forever
and spend the next five years with me in my Serenity compound,
performing simple household repairs,
to have and to hold, in sickness and in health,
- in my gated mountain compound? - I...
Everybody get ready...
to pay attention to me!
I...
I do— oh!
Everybody! Hey! I'm here!
Look at my bouq—
My zep!
Everybody, this wedding is a farce!
A criminal farce!
Hey, just what are you egging at here?
I'll tell you what I'm egging at.
I'm egging at this outdated wedding officiant license!
Oh!
Oh, is that what this is about?
You must have found that in my back records.
I have the up-to-date paperwork right here.
Oh!
What? Uh...
Hey, wait. How did you get that?
I could have swore
- it was locked in my zep. - Nope!
Nope, nope, nope! Stop talking! Go to jail!
Oh!
Yeah.
Princess Bubblegum, you have gone too far.
We stand together against your tyranny.
Hey, everybody.
Your prison may hold one of us, but it may not hold all of us.
Oh, poor Tree Trunks.
Wait, where's my mama?
Well, I guess this is it, sweetie.
Oh. Oh, no.
The elephant graveyard is calling to me now.
OK, hold your horses. I'm coming.
Wait, Tree Trunks!
Look around! Everyone we care about is all here together.
Finn, Uncle Donald, Banana Guard number one,
Jake, Jake Jr., everybody!
We could have the ceremony right here.
Hey, yeah!
King of Ooo, will you do the honors?
Are you crazy?
That loopy bird is gonna string me up sideways!
You can perform your own dang ceremony!
KingofOoo.com!
- Oh, dear. - Oh, my gosh.
Tree Trunks, did you hear?
Huh?
The king said you could perform your own dang ceremony.
Yeah, that really stung.
But...
the king's word is law.
I can perform my own dang ceremony?
Are you up to it, TT?
I'll try.
I guess it's time. Are you ready?
Oh, OK. Um...
Do you, Mr. Pig, take me, Tree Trunks,
to be your beautiful wedded wife?
- I do. - And do I, Mr. Pig,
take him to be your lawful wedded husband, Tree Trunks?
I do.
Then, you...
You may kiss the bride.
Oh, jeez.
Let them all go, Banana Guard number three.
Uh, what?
I just can't stay mad at something so cute.
Did she just say "let everyone go"?
Yeah!
Frederator.
This party is so crazy!