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Ghost World[]
- Yay, tacos! - Chairman is the best!
Tacos!
Only Scratch could make a taco Tuesday through Thursday.
That is bold vision!
We love you, Scratch!
You're the greatest Chairman ever.
Please, I'm very humble, and you're making me blush.
- [ghost cheering] - [ghosts clamoring]
Look who it is! Mr. Chairman.
Firstly, ow! And secondly, what do you want, Jinx?
Whoa, why the hostility?
I mean, yes, you vanquished the One True Chairman,
so I tricked you into humiliating yourself
at Geoff and Jeff's party...
But, we're cool now!
What do you say to a churro? On me.
Feels like this is a trap.
A churro trap.
The trap I'm most susceptible to.
Hi, yes, two cinnamon churros.
Heavy on the sin.
[delighted gasp]
Perfectly fried dough, coated in cinnamon sugar.
[together] Who can say no to a churro?
Jinx!
[maniacal laughing]
[mocked laughter]
Good one, both said the same thing at the same time.
Capital hilarious.
Enjoy.
You deserve this.
[ominous music]
Oh, my gosh, Molly, hello.
You are not going to believe this,
but I finally won Jinx over,
and I know what you're going to say,
because I also thought that it was a trap,
but she gave me a churro.
What the?
Come on! [grunts]
[garbage disposal whirs]
Ah, how could a churro do this to me?
[evil laughter]
You've been me'd.
- [together] What? - Jinxed, you've been Jinxed.
Oh, OK.
I feel like that's more clear, right?
You could've started with that.
Yeah. Good note.
And, how dare you use churros against me?
- You said we were cool! - [water splashing]
Oh, we are not cool.
I was the One True Chairman's biggest fan,
and now, I'm going to watch you suffer
for what you did to him.
[upbeat music]
[Scratch screams]
♪ Wherever you go ♪
♪ Whatever you do ♪
♪ Calamitous things will be happening to you ♪
♪ To disaster you're eternally linked ♪
♪ You've been Jinxed ♪
Oh, no, no, no, no!
♪ Toilets will flush you ♪
♪ Pianos will crush you ♪
♪ When you order tacos, the whole line will rush you ♪
- Come on! - Let's go!
Pick a taco already!
What's wrong? Can't you make up your mind?
You ruined tacos!
♪ The world will attack you ♪
♪ Mean ducks will quack you ♪
♪ Those funny dancing noodle men will comically smack you ♪
♪ You'll get struck ♪
♪ By truck after truck ♪
♪ Until I say your name three times ♪
Wait, what?
You just have to say "Scratch" three times and I'm free?
Yeah, that's how jinxes work.
[scoffs] You would think The Chairman would know that.
Um... I did.
♪ You'll be smashed, you'll be splashed ♪
♪ You'll be covered in trash ♪
♪ Any hope you had at happiness is poorly dashed ♪
♪ For vanquishing the OTC ♪
♪ I'm gonna make you hurt eternally ♪
♪ You can't run, you can't hide ♪
♪ You can't flee ♪
♪ You've been me'd ♪
- Uh, what? - ♪ You've been Jinxed ♪
Oh, you know, Molly's right, I would stick with that.
It's much clearer and better. [pained scream]
[pained whimpers]
- [dollhouse crashes] - [Scratch screams]
Jinx will never say my name three times.
[grunts, groans] Get it off!
I'm going to spend the rest of my afterlife miserable.
Scratch, look.
We stood up to her stupid One True Chairman,
- and we can stand up to Jinx! - [Scratch screams]
We'll trick her into saying your name.
- [Scratch sniffing, moans] - Scratch!
Why can you not behave around scratch and sniffs?
Sorry, they smell too tasty.
[Jinx] Ugh, I can't even look at his face,
- and soon, I won't have to. - [howls]
Naturally, once we eliminate the accident prone doofus,
we'll need a new Chairman.
Someone like, I don't know, just spit balling here...
Me! [laughs]
[relaxed sigh] See it, be it, let the universe manifest it.
Oh, hey! I was just coming to see how you're suffering.
Well, your jinx worked.
My afterlife is ruined.
So, I'm just clearing out my stuff
since everything I do ends in calamity.
Putting my favorite stickers on top,
so I don't lose 'em.
[objects thudding]
[evil laughter]
Yes! This is what you deserve
for destroying the One True Chairman.
[stammers, yelps]
So, how'd it go?
The trap's set. Now, we watch.
[gasps] Ha! His stickers are mine!
And, they're perfect for my vision board.
This strawberry sticker really compliments
my new plan for Ghost World domination.
No, it makes sense.
Strawberries are a terrible fruit.
Seeds, on the outside?
[gagging noises] Gross.
It's not working.
Wait for it. Three, two, one.
Ooh, are these... [sniffs]
Oh, scratch and sniff?
Scratch and sniff, she said my name, we did it!
Oh, sorry!
[chuckles] Ow!
This jinx can not end fast enough.
She said your name once. We just need two more times.
[clears throat]
Jinx!
You summoned?
By the power of Chairman, I command you to free me
from this jinx.
Sorry, that's not how it works.
A real Chairman would know that.
Welp, I tried.
Guess I'll just have to hang up my robe
next to this innocent, wooden claw device,
and call it a day.
[pained groan]
That really stung.
Pathetic.
- Guy has no charm, no charisma. - [trunk creaks]
He doesn't deserve the Chairman robe.
Oh! Amateur!
I manifested this.
- Did she buy it? - I think so.
Did you sprinkle the itching powder?
Oh, yeah. Darryl wouldn't say where he got this stuff,
but he did use the phrase, "Military grade."
Why, hello, Ms. Chairwoman, looking good.
My, what a powerful pose you got there.
Ah, I feel great in this thing.
Oh, it's actually a little...
Itchy! Oh! Really, really, itchy!
What is this made out of?
The underside of a cat's tongue?
Ah, I need to...
Ah, Scratch!
That feels good.
She said it!
Oh, I need a bath so bad.
[sighs] Two down, one to go, then I'll be free!
[panicked screams] It's in my nose!
I'll get you some water!
[chest thudding]
[announcer] Coming to you from Brighton Middle School,
in front of a dead studio audience is...
[crowd] Squeal of Misfortune!
[audience cheering]
Welcome to our living world episode.
Where one lucky audience member will take home
some exotic human prizes.
A giant hand!
To point out your loved one's best qualities.
[audience oohing]
A neck pillow, for when your nectoplasm is feeling tired.
[audience aahing]
And a vintage Chairman lunchbox, in mint condition.
[audience cheering]
Oh! I must have that officially-licensed merchandise.
Wow, that lunchbox Libby crafted looks legit,
and Geoff and Jeff are totally pulling this off.
How am I still itchy?
- [rope unraveling] - [Scratch yelps]
Whoa! [grunts]
It's OK, buddy, you're almost free.
We just got to get Jinx to say your name one more time.
And our lucky audience contestant is...
Manifest, manifest, manifest.
- [Jeff] Jinx! - Yes!
All right, Jinx, you get three guesses
at our big prize word.
Your first clue is a word that means,
"To mark a surface with something sharp."
Huh... um...
- Scrape? - [letters dinging]
Close, but no. Seven letters, Jinx.
Oh! Scrawl!
Oh, no, like I said, seven letters.
Scrawl is only six, looking for seven.
But, who's counting?
Not you, apparently.
Last guess, Jinx, for the lunchbox.
OK, Jinx, you can do this.
Bring it home. [shocked gasp]
I know! The word is Scra...
Come on, say it.
...aaah...
- mbled eggs! - [together] No!
Oh, I know what you're trying to get me to say.
I'm not falling for your lame trick,
you sad sack of failure.
You are nothing compared to the...
- [both] One True Chairman. - Jinx!
- [audience gasps] - [audience member] A double jinx!
- [light thuds] - He jinxed Jinx.
I really want that foam finger.
You really go on and on about that guy, know that?
So predictable.
No, no, no, no! You can't do this.
I'm the one that jinxes!
- [wheel spinning] - [audience laughing]
This is great, I could watch this all day!
[audience laughing]
OK, how about a truce?
You say my name, I'll say yours.
How do I know I can trust you?
[sighs] Jinx, Jinx.
There, now we're even.
We say each other's names at the same time,
and we go our separate ways, OK?
OK. Three, two, one!
- Ji... - Scra...
- Scratch. - Gingerbread!
I'm free, thank you!
You didn't say my name!
You betrayed me!
Oh, I do believe you're right.
That doesn't feel good, does it?
I hope you've learned a lesson, Jinx!
Now, can we put all this behind us?
Why forgive, when you can hold grudges?
Sounds ominous. Whatevs.
[together] Let's go get tacos!
Jinx! [laughs]
Oh, no! I'm so sorry!
Scratch, Scratch, Scratch.