Chips and Ice Cream

Chips: Chips?

[ Laughter ]

Ice cream: Ice cream?

Chips:  Chips! [Laughter ] Chips. Ch-i-ips!

Ice cream: Ice cream!

[ Laughter ]

Finn: I don't get it.

Jake: Ah, just keep watching. BMO said the second act gets crazy.

Chips: Chips chips chips. Chips chips... Chips!

Ice cream: Ice cream!

Chips: Chips...

Ice cream: Ice cream...

[ Cheers and applause ]

Bmo: Bravo!

Jake: What the stuff was that?!

Morty Rogers: Now, who wants to invite me over for dinner?

[ All cheering ]

Mother Rabbit: Come on, kids! We're going to grandma's.

Morty Rogers: [ Sighs ]

Bmo: Dinner?... [Runs to Finn and Jake] Please can we invite him to dinner?!

Jake: No.

Bmo:  But, Jake, I never ask you for anything. When did I ever ask you for anything?

Jake: Yesterday. You said, "Jake, please take me to see chips and Ice cream! It's a Broadway smash!" And I believed you.

Bmo:  [ Crying ] You don't understand me, Jake.

Morty Rogers: [ Sighs ]

Bmo: Please come over for dinner! I love you! [ Squeals ]

Morty Rogers: Yeah. Dinner sounds great! [ Chuckles ] Yeah! Wait. The place where you eat dinner, does the moon shine through the window at night?

Finn: Sure.

Morty Rogers: All right! Let's do it!

Bmo: Oh, ooh! And when Chips trips over the turtle, it was so funny! But also sad. It made me think about the fragility of my own life.

Morty Rogers: Just a little more...

Jake: Y'all ready for some Sushi burgers?

Morty Rogers: I don't eat burgers. Got any chips and ice cream?

Jake: Uh...Sure. I just sculpted these buns, though.

Bmo:  Give the man what he wants! Soooo... Is your name chips and ice cream?

Morty Rogers: My name is Morty Rogers.

Bmo: I see.

Jake: Okay! Food's done. [ Finn and Bmo cheer ]  Let's all dig in.

Morty Rogers: Yes, eat it. Eat that chips and ice cream. Oh! Yes, sir! [ Gasps ] It's time.

Chips: Chips chips chips?

Ice cream: Ice cream ice cream.

Bmo: No...Flipping...Way!

Morty Rogers: By the light of the waxing moon, which was just unveiled by the parting clouds, I command these two imps that have taken possession of my ears to transfer onto the head of the being who is directly across from me and is currently eating chips and ice cream!

Chips: Chips chips?

Ice cream:  Ice cream... It worked! I'm a free bear! [ Laughs hysterically ]

Jake: Well, now I'm a guy with these things on my head. I guess I'm just gonna roll with the punches.

Finn: Uh... Don't worry, man. I'm gonna pretend they're not even there.

Chips: Chips!

Ice cream: Ice cream!

Bmo: This is the greatest day of my liiiife!

Chips: Chips. chips chips... Chips chips...

Jake: Maybe if I put a towel over my head, they'll go to sleep.

Finn: Huh. What's on your head? I don't even notice it.

Jake: Heh. Yeah, okay.

Chips: Chips chips.

Ice cream: Ice cream.

[scene changes to Bmo sleeping on the table]

Chips: [ Crying ]Chips...[Sniffles ] Chips...!

Bmo:  Huh?

Chips: [ Sniffles ] Chips... Chips... Chips! Chips chips chips. Chips. Chips chips!

Ice cream: [ Moaning] Ice cream?

Chips: Chips chips! Chips chips chips chips chips!

Ice Cream Ice cream? Ice cream ice cream ice cream!

Jake: [ Grumbles] All right, that's enough.They're going outside.

Bmo: Nooooooo!

Chips: Chips.

Ice cream: Ice cream.

Bmo: Poor chips and ice cream.

Ice cream: ah, ah, ah, ah ice cream

Chips: chips chips chips chips...

[singing together]

Ice cream: ah ah ah ah ice cream

Chips: chips chips chips chips...

Ice cream: aaaaaaaaaaaah Ice cream

Chips: chips chips chips chips chips...

Ice cream:  Ice creaaam ice cream ice cream, ice cream, ah, ah, aaah...

Chips: chips chips.

Ice cream:  Ice cream ice cream

Finn: [ Moans ] Why are you up so early?

Jake: I got to get to the farmer's market before all the choice stuff is gone.

Finn: Oh. Why is BMO on your head?

Jake: He is?!

Chips: Chips chips.

Ice cream: Ice cream.

Bmo: I'm onto something important.

Jake: Quit clownin' around.

Bmo: Okay. I was done anyhows. [ Distorted ] Chips chips...

Jake: So, you want me to pick up any snacks?

Finn: Yeah, maybe some ketchup chips?

Chips: Chips.

Finn: And...Some kale...[hesitant] chips.

Chips: Chips!

Finn: And some corn...[whispers] chips.

Chips: Chips!

Jake: Okay. Later, dude.

Finn: Later.

Chips: Chips!

Ice cream: Ice cream!

Finn: [ Sighs ]

Jake: Hmm.

Merchant: Nice choice! Those are two of my fave.

Chips: Chips!

Merchant: Yeah, we have chips.

Ice cream: Ice cream?

Merchant: Sorry. I don't have any ice cream, but I know who does. [ Whistles ] Hey, John! Yo! I gots a customer for yous! [to Jake] I'll bag these for you.

Merchant (John):  Enjoy and stay awesome. Yo! I got ice creams!

Ice cream: Ice cream?

John:  I recommend the hamburger flavor. Also, the pizza flavor is tremendous!

Customer: Do you have taco?

John: One second! One taco flavored.

Customer: You have the best!

John: You have the best, out-of-this-world day. [to Jake] What's your spectacular choice?

Morty Rogers: [ Gasps ] No. No! Stay away! You can't make me take them back!

Jake: Oh, hey, Morty Rogers.

Ice cream: Ice cream!

Morty Rogers: Aaaaaaah!

John: Tremendous!

Morty Rogers: [ Panting ] No more chips. No more ice cream. Beans. That's what regular-sized-ear folks eat. Regular old morty Rogers... Aaaaaaah! [Groaning ] [ Inhales sharply, turns on record player ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Record needle scratches, record skipping ]

Morty Rogers: Oh! I hope the record is not scratched or chipped. Chip? Ice cream.

Morty Rogers (chips sock puppet): Chiiips.

Chips: Chips chips chips.

Ice cream: Ice creeeeam.

Chips and Ice cream sock puppets: Chips chips! Chip chip. Ice cream! Ice cream!

Morty Rogers:Hush! Hush! Hush! Noiseless, chips! Inaudible, ice cream! Nyaah!

Chips: Chips chips chips chips. Chips chips chips...

Ice cream: Ice cream ice cream. Ice cream ice cream... Chips chips chips...

Finn: Aah! Quiet! I thought I could just ignore them, but I can't! Chips and ice cream have to go!

Jake: Listen. Even if I could find morty Rogers again, I don't know how to get these things to go back to him or even if they want to.

Chips: Chips chips!

Ice cream: Ice cream!

Bmo: I finished with my computations! As I thought, it's a real language they are speaking based on intonations! [speaking to Chips and Ice cream] Chips? Chips chips chips! Ice cream?

Chips: Chips chips chips!

Ice cream: Ice cream ice cream!

Bmo: I know what we have to do.

Morty Rogers: How many years did I search for a rube to take my burden?What's wrong with me? You two brought me nothing but pain... And I can't stop thinking of you. But I don't want you back! I don't want you!

[Chips and Ice Cream's song heard in the distance]

Morty Rogers: What's that? Do you hear that?

[Singing continues]

Morty Rogers: it's like... chips...ice cream I...Must... I...Must

Ice cream: [singing]  Ice cream, ice cream

Chips: [Singing] chips, chips, chips, chips...

Ice cream: ice cream

Bmo: he's here!

Jake: [Singing] I love you, Chips and Ice cream. I hope you never leave

Morty Rogers: No! Those are my chips and ice cream! By the light of the waxing moon, which was just unveiled by the parting clouds, transfer those two imps that have taken possession of Jake's ears to the head of the being who is watching from the window! Chips and ice cream!

Finn: BMO, it's happening!

Morty Rogers: No! My chips! And ice cream!

Bmo: Free!

Morty Rogers: Noooo!

Finn: Whoa.

Morty Rogers: What's going on?

Bmo: Chips and ice cream wanted to be free. But they could only be if I interrupted the transference ritual.

Morty Rogers: Free? I'm sorry for keeping you dudes as my prisoners for so many years. [Crying] But what am I gonna do without you?!

Chips: Chips.

Ice cream: Ice cream.

Morty Rogers: What?

Chips:  Chips!

Ice cream: Ice cream!

Chips: Chips.

Ice cream: Ice cream.