(WHOOSHING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
MOMMA: Henry, it's time.
(GASPS)
Which one did
you say moved?
The one on the left.
(BOTH GASP)
(COOING)
Aw.
Aw. (CHUCKLES)
You're a poppa.
You're a momma.
(GRUNTS)
(POPPA CHUCKLING)
Hmm?
(LIBBY GIGGLES)
(LAUGHING)
(POPPA CHUCKLING)
(GASPS) You little sneak.
(GIGGLES)
Hello, Libby.
Libby.
(COOING)
(EGGS RUSTLING)
(BOTH GASP)
(BOTH GASP)
Hmm?
(POPPA LAUGHS)
Hello, Buck.
(LAUGHING)
He's got your eyes.
(CHUCKLES)
Get out of here,
you little prickle bush.
All right,
this is gonna be a big one.
POPPA: Hmm?
Hello, Arlo.
(WHIMPERS)
(CHUCKLING)
Come on out.
(GASPS)
Look at you.
(LAUGHING)
Buck!
(LAUGHING)
Whoa!
(GASPS)
That's Clawtooth Mountain.
And this is our farm.
And we're all gonna
take care of it together.
(BUCK GRUNTING)
What?!
(GIGGLING) Gotcha!
Libby! (GRUNTS)
(SLURPS)
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
LIBBY: Ha-ha!
(LIBBY LAUGHING)
LIBBY: Ooh!
Ha-ha. Gotcha back!
Momma, I'm done watering.
Good job, Libby.
Buck, get back to your chores.
What?!
Thanks, Buck.
But, I... I...
(GROANS)
You're all set.
Can't I do
somethiing else, Momma?
(CHUCKLES) Get going.
Okay.
(PANTING)
(GUKPS)
(SQUEAKING)
(RUSTLING)
(GASPS)
Who is that?
(CHIRPING)
Oh!
Hey, Eustice.
Aw, you stuck,
little guy?
Let me get that for you.
You're free.
Hello, move.
Go find your poppa
and your...
(CLUCKING)
(WHISPERING) Momma!
(SCREAMING)
(CLUCKING)
(CLUCKS SCORNFULLY)
(CONTINUES SCREAMING)
Whoa. The river's
not something
to mess around
with there, Arlo.
(PANTING)
Be careful.
What's the problem?
Poppa, Henrietta is
the worst one
in the coop!
Yesterday, you said
Footless Fran was the worst.
(WHISPERING)
She's only got one foot.
(CHUCKLES)
You don't have
to like 'em, Arlo.
You just have to feed 'em.
(GRUNTS)
That should do it.
Now, this will
keep them rotten critters
from stealing our food
because I made this silo
100% critter-proof.
Put your mark on there, Henry.
You earned it.
Yeah, Poppa, do it! Come on!
LIBBY: Yeah!
Only if your momma
does it first.
If anyone's earned
a mark around here,
it's her.
Did you just
put your mark
higher than mine?
What? No.
It's just the angle
you're looking at.
The "angle", huh?
(LAUGHS)
Ooh, ooh. Me too!
Me, me, me! My turn!
My turn!
Now hold on.
It's not that easy.
You've got to earn your mark
by doing something big.
POPPA: For something
bigger than yourself.
Someday,
you'll all make your mark
and I can't wait to see it.
(BONES CRACKING)
(GRUNTS)
That is how
you clear a field.
Attaboy, Buck.
(ARLO SCREAMING)
(CLUCKING)
He'll figure it out.
Be just fine.
POPPA: Go on, Buck.
You earned it.
Good job, son.
MOMMA: You've got it, Libby!
Just a little bit more.
POPPA: Beautiful.
You earned your mark,
sweetheart.
(CLUCKING)
(ARLO SCREAMING)
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Arlo!
(SIGHS)
He'll get there.
(CLUCKING)
All right, you cluckers.
You're about to get fed.
BUCK: Arlo.
Huh?
Come here.
Buck! What happened?
I came to help you
with your chores.
(GASPS)
And then they attacked.
You're gonna be okay.
Tell Momma I love her.
(GASPS)
I see a light.
(EXHALES)
I'll go get help!
(CLUCKING)
(YELLING)
(PANTING)
(LAUGHING)
Oh, you should
see your face!
I should've known!
(GRUNTS)
Always got to mess me up.
Me?
You mess up your chores
and everyone else's.
(ARLO GASPS)
You're such a coward.
POPPA: Buck!
I ain't a coward.
And I'm gonna
make my mark.
Just like you, and Libby,
and everyone!
You will, darling.
You just need
a little more time.
Forget it. I didn't even want
that dumb mark anyway.
I got an idea.
POPPA: (WHISPERING)
Arlo. Arlo. Wake up.
Huh?
Come with me.
Uh...
(OWL HOOTING IN THE DISTANCE)
(GASPS)
(WHISPERING)
Where are we going?
You'll see.
Okay, now take a walk
out there.
By myself
Go on.
(INSECT CHIRPING)
(GASPS)
(WHISPERING)
Poppa. Poppa.
Calm down. Breathe.
(CHIRPING)
Oh.
Sometimes you got to
get through your fear
to see the beauty
on the other side.
Wow.
(CHUCKLES)
(LAUGHING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(GRUNTS)
POPPA: I got a new job
for you tomorrow.
That is if you still
want to make your mark.
The dang wilderness critter's
coming over the fence,
eating our food
and I've had it up
to my snout.
If this keeps up, we won't have
enough food to
survive the winter.
That's why
you are gonna
catch that critter.
Then along comes a critter...
(MUFFLED) And this is how
you're gonna finish the job.
When that critter's
taken care of,
you'll put your mark
on the silo
right next to mine.
I'll take care
of that critter, Poppa.
It won't stand a chance.
(BUZZING)
What are you doing,
you bug?
Get out of here.
Huh! Move along, leaf.
Move along.
(CLATTERING)
(GROWLING)
(GASPS)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(GROWLING INCOHERENTLY)
(ARLO SHOUTING)
(GASPING NERVOUSLY)
You're dead, critter.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
(PANTING)
Okay. You're free.
What are you doing?
Just leave! Flee!
Stay back! Go! Whoa.
(SCREAMING)
Arlo!
Why'd you let it go?
It was biting,
and coming at me,
and screeching, and...
You had a job to do.
You got to get
over your fear, Arlo,
or you won't survive out here.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Come on.
We're gonna
finish your job right now.
Out there?
Get over.
(RATTLING)
But, Poppa,
what if we get lost?
As long as you can find the river,
you can find your way home.
What do you see?
ARLO: Uh, tracks?
And they're washing out,
we got to move!
POPPA: We're losing it!
(ARLO GRUNTING)
Arlo, keep moving!
(GASPS)
(GROANING)
Poppa, wait.
Arlo, what did I say
about keeping...
(GRUNTING)
It's okay.
It's okay, Arlo.
I'm sorry.
I just wanted you
to get through your fear.
I know you have it in you.
But I'm not like you.
You're me and more.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(GASPS)
I think we went
far enough today.
Storm's getting worse.
Let's get you home.
(GUSHING)
Arlo, move!
Run, Arlo!
Poppa!
Poppa! Poppa! Poppa!
(PANTING)
(GROANS)
(GASPS) Momma!
If we don't get
this harvest in
before the first snow,
we won't have enough food
for winter.
I know it's hard without Poppa,
but I need you to do more, Arlo.
Don't worry, Momma.
I won't let us starve.
You're a good son.
Huh?
(CRITTER CHEWING)
You!
Huh?
You've got some
nerve coming here.
(YELLING)
It's all your fault!
My poppa would still be alive
if it weren't for you!
(GRUNTING)
(GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)
(GASPING)
(YELLING)
(GASPS)
Help!
Momma! Momma!
ARLO: Momma!
(GASPS)
(SCREAMING)
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
(PANTING)
(SCREAMING)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
Momma?
ARLO: Momma!
(PANTING)
(GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
(GROANS)
(HOWLING IN DISTANCE)
You!
(STRAINING) I should've
killed you the first time.
(STRAINING)
This is all your fault.
(PANTING)
Get over here.
Get over here.
Get away. Get away.
Get away. Get away!
(COUGHING)
(SPITTING)
(GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
That's right. You better run!
(PANTING)
ARLO: Where am I?
Where's home?
Oh.
As long as you can find the river,
you can find your way home.
(STOMACH GROWLING)
(STRAINING)
(SHOUTING)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS)
(STRAINING)
(PANTING)
(GROWLING IN DISTANCE)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(TRILLS)
(TRILLING)
(SIGHS)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(GROWLING)
(RUSTLING)
(GASPS)
(RUSTLING)
You again?
Get out of here.
(TRILLS)
(GASPS)
(GROWLING)
(SNORING)
(GROWLING)
(CHOMPING)
Ugh!
(PANTING)
I told you
to stay away from me.
(GULPING)
I am still gonna
squeeze the life out of you.
But before I do,
can you find me
some more?
Uh, here, more of these.
You know...
(IMITATES GOBBLING)
(GROWLING)
No, stop.
What are you doing?
Hey, wait.
Can you take me
to the berries?
Where are you going?
I knew it.
I'm gonna die out here.
Because of you.
Hey. Hey.
What are you doing?
No, no, no. Stop!
(ARLO YELLS)
ARLO: Hey. Hey. No. Stop!
(SCREAMING)
Ooh.
Ow. Ow.
Why you little...
Come back here!
(SNIFFING)
(PANTING)
(GASPS) Berries!
ARLO: Oh!
(GRUNTING)
(CHUCKLES)
(GROWLING)
What's with you?
(CONTINUES GROWLING)
They're right here.
Crazy critter.
(SNARLING)
(SCREAMING)
(YELLING)
(GRUNTS)
(GASPS)
(HISSING AND SNARLING)
(GROWLING)
(ARLO YELLING)
(PANTING)
VOICE: Hello.
(ARLO GASPS)
Hello?
VOICE:
We've been watcing you.
(GASPS)
We thought
you were going to die,
but then you didn't.
(GASPS)
That creature protected you.
Why?
I don't know.
I'm going home. Do you know
how far Clawtooth Mountain is?
(CHIRPING)
Good idea. We want him.
Why?
Because it's terrifying
out here.
He can protect me
like my friends.
This is Fury.
He protects me
from the creatures
that crawl in the night.
This is Destructor.
She protects me
from mosquitoes.
This is Dream Crusher.
He protects me
from having unrealistic goals.
And this is Debbie.
(CHIRPING)
Yes, we need him.
What is his name?
A name? I don't know.
Hmm. Then I will
meditate on this.
Hmm...
I name him,
I keep him. Hmm...
Killer.
Hmm... Beast.
Hmm... Murderer.
Hmm...
Uh, Grubby!
Funeral Planner?
Uh, Cootie!
Hmm, Hemorrhoid.
Uh, Squirt!
Uh, Frank!
Stinky!
Maniac!
Funky!
Violet.
Spike!
Lunatic.
Spot!
Spot! Come here, Spot.
Come here!
He is named.
You clearly are connected.
Good for you.
On your path
to Clawtooth Mountain,
that creature will keep you safe.
Don't ever lose him.
(CHIRPING)
No. No.
You can't have him, Debbie.
(GROWLING)
No, no, no. Debbie!
Debbie! Stop!
You're better than this!
No, no, no!
Come back! Debbie!
(BOTH LAUGH)
(SNIFFING)
(EXCLAIMING)
Where are you going?
I need to get home.
(EXCLAIMING)
(SQUEAKING)
(CHUCKLES)
(GROWLING)
(LAUGHING)
(BLOWS AIR)
(TRILLING)
(BLOWS AIR)
(TRILLING)
(LAUGHING)
(INHALES DEEPLY)
(BLOWS AIR)
(SQUEAKING)
(PANTING)
(BLOWS AIR FORCEFULLY)
(TRILLING)
(SQUEAKING)
(GIGGLES)
(SCREAMING)
(PANTING)
(ALL GROWLING)
(SIGHS)
Ow! (EXCLAIMING)
(GRUNTING)
(GASPING)
Huh?
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
(ARLO COUGHING)
(LAUGHING)
(SUCKING)
(SCREAMING)
(FLIES BUZZING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(MOANING)
Ugh...
(SQUAWKING)
(CHUCKLES)
Spot, watch this.
Oh.
(BITING)
Huh? Huh?
(GIGGLES)
(BLOWS AIR)
I miss...
I miss my family.
Family.
That's me.
There's Libby.
And Buck.
And Momma.
And...
And Poppa.
Family.
(SNIFFING)
Huh?
You don't understand.
That's okay.
Yes. That's your family.
(SNIFFLES)
I miss him.
(HOWLING)
(CONTINUES HOWLING)
(BOTH HOWLING)
(SNORING)
(GRUNTING)
(BARKING)
Oh... (GROANS)
(YAWNING)
(SNIFFING)
(URINATING)
(URINATING STOPS)
(GASPS)
(URINATING CONTINUES)
(GASPS)
(WIND WHOOSHING)
(WIND HOWLING)
(SPOT GASPS)
We should stop.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Stop!
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Arlo, move.
Run, Arlo!
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMING)
(SNIFFING)
Where's the river?
(STAMMERING)
I've lost the river.
ARLO: I'm never getting home.
I'm never getting home.
Help! Help! Help!
Aw, say,
friend, are you wounded?
No, I'm not hurt.
Oh, good.
Thank goodness for that.
Uh, Coldfront, Downpour,
keep looking for wounded folk.
Wait. I'm lost.
I need to get home.
Clawtooth Mountain.
Uh... (CLICKING)
Clawtooth Mount...
Oh, you mean
the mountain range
with the three points.
Yes!
Yeah!
Oh, yeah, I've been there.
Uh, but you know, kid... Mmm.
You're not even close.
Still, I know the way.
My name's Arlo.
(LAUGHS)
I'm sorry. I just...
I used to have
a name like that once.
That was before
I started
following the storm!
The storm?
The storm swept me out.
I was afraid for my life,
but the storm
gave me a relevation.
And I wasn't scared anymore.
You mean a revelation?
No! A relevation. Okay?
I was at a real point.
You know?
And the storm
swept me up
to a real high point,
and then left me
at a higher relevation.
ARLO: Wow.
Yeah, wow.
That's when the storm gave me my
new name because...
What do we say?
The storm provides.
The storm provides.
You can call me Thunderclap.
Thunderclap.
Can you help me get home?
Uh, yeah, well...
Uh, maybe. Oh!
But first we need
to check the area.
There's plenty of folks in a bad way
after a storm like this,
don't you know?
Uh, Thunderclap,
I found someone!
Over there!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(CHITTERING)
You know,
we could use your help, friend.
Uh...
(GRUNTS)
(SHATTERING)
THUNDERCLAP:
Whoa! Yeah!
That is great!
(TRILLING)
(SQUEAKING)
It's a critter.
Ah! A freed critter.
Thanks to you.
(GASPS)
(GAGGING)
You know,
I just want to take a moment
and thank the storm for this meal.
(GROWLING)
(SCREECHES) Don't think
you can mess with me.
I've seen
the eye of the storm!
And I forgot what fear is!
I'm not afraid of anything.
DOWNPOUR: No,
I didn't say you were.
Hey, where are you going,
friend?
I'm... I need to get home.
And I said
we would get you home.
(SNIFFS)
Friend, you have
a critter of your own.
Oh, I smell it. (TRILLING)
One of the juicy ones.
Where is it?
He's hiding. Over there
By that big rock.
(SPOT GASPS)
The storm provides.
No!
Spot!
THUNDERCLAP: Get him!
(THUNDERCLAP AND
DOWNPOUR LAUGHING)
THUNDERCLAP: Hey, slow down.
There's no place to hide,
yellow belly.
DOWNPOUR:
Come back with that critter!
ARLO: Help! Help!
(PTERODACTYLS SCREECHING)
Help!
(SCREAMS)
(ROARING)
(SCREAMING)
(ROARING)
(GROWLING)
(SCREECHING)
(ROARING)
(ROARING)
(ARLO BREATHING SHAKILY)
Hey, you okay, kid?
Yes.
I hate those kind. Lying sons
of crawdads picking on a kid.
(GASPS)
(PANTING)
Well, ain't you
just the cutest thing.
(SNIFFS)
He likes you.
(CHUCKLING)
Imagine that, Ramsey.
Even with your stinky face.
Nash! Boundaries.
This is my personal bubble.
Nah, that ain't your bubble.
This is your bubble.
Nash, get out
of your sister's bubble.
You got no business
being out there.
Yes, sir. I don't.
I'm trying to get home,
but I lost the river.
Please, my momma needs me.