- Welcome to Hollywood. - Wow!
Impressive, right, HP?
Why, it's almost as if your world actually respects actors.
Respects them? Ha!
Around here, people worship actors… as gods.
If only that were me.
I know my acting career didn't really pan out,
but maybe I'd have a shot in this world.
Possibly.
But Mr. X is after us, and he's seen you, so we need to keep a low profile.
- He's gone. - He's what?
Hollywood, here I come!
You know what? I do not have the energy for this.
Hey!
Ooh.
Oh, I am so sorry.
Ah, don't worry about it.
Happens a lot at these old fogy auditions.
What? Auditions?
Are you all actors?
Guilty as charged. Still waiting for my big break, though.
Humphrey Westwood. Nice to meet ya. You an actor too?
Oh, it's only my singular passion.
I'm Hopediah Plantar.
Say, I thought I knew all the senior male actors around here.
You from out of town?
Yep, way out of town.
What, like Sacramento, or…
Okay, are you Humphrey Westwood?
Me? No.
Why? Do we look alike?
Hopediah, you should audition.
Go ahead. Take my spot in line.
Oh, no, no. I couldn't.
Nonsense. This town can be harsh on newcomers.
So consider this a "Welcome to Hollywood" from me to you.
Well, if you insist.
Whoa!
All right. I'll set the scene for ya. You got this elbow cream, right?
You put it on. You feel like brand new. You're so surprised, you say…
Ooh! Wow! Great!
Hmm, no. Not feeling it.
Such a shame too because everything else about you is literally perfect.
Say what?
That is the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.
Everyone, we've got a new catchphrase.
Huh? Ooh.
Yep, can't see a thing.
Hollywood? More like Pollywood!
Hmm? There's Hop Pop.
And it looks like he didn't even cause any trouble.
Hop Pop?
Whoa, sorry. You look just like someone I know.
All right, this guy got the part.
Everyone else can go home.
- What the… - Wow!
- Way to go, HP. - Whoa!
Are you kidding?
Hey! Congratulations, Hopediah.
Humphrey, wait. I just realized, I took your spot.
Heck, I might've just stolen your opportunity.
Ah, pish-posh. It was one in a mil either way.
I'm just happy it went to a nice guy.
Plus, I've already waited 45 years for a break.
What's a few more?
Forty-five years?
I know the feeling, Humphrey.
I still don't think this is a good idea.
But as long as it's for something small that no one sees,
maybe it'll be harmless.
Do your elbows crack when you bend them?
Try Cracka-Lackin' elbow cream.
Hop Pop!
- Ooh! - Whoa!
But wait, there's more.
- Say what? - Say what?
Whoa, Hop Pop!
You're on TV!
How did I get inside the picture box?
And why am I saying lines from that play I did yesterday?
Bad news, guys. It's on every channel.
Hop Pop, that wasn't a play.
They were filming you for a commercial.
You lost me, Anne.
This is not low profile.
Oh! Do we live with somebody famous?
Should we be charging rent?
What if Mr. X sees one of these?
- Who? - The secret agent who wants to catch us?
Anne, he's a busy federal employee.
I'm sure he doesn't have time for TV.
Just because I'm a federal employee
doesn't mean I can't enjoy the odd episode of Judge Julie.
Dry? Crusty?
Now you don't have to be.
Say what?
And they said I was a fool to not pay for ad-free streaming.
I still think this is overkill.
Sorry, but we need to get the commercials pulled
before this gets out of contr… Holy crud!
Whoa!
Awesome!
- Cool. - Terrible.
I can't believe all it took
was getting trapped in another world to get my big break.
But am I deserving?
Am I living a dream that should've gone to Humphrey?
Am I… On a T-shirt?
Ooh!
Whoa! They have mugs too!
You have a catchphrase?
This would actually be pretty neat if it weren't so…
Hello?
Hi. This is Mitch Harbor, calling for Hopediah Plantar.
Wait, Mitch Harbor? The Mitch Harbor?
- Director of… - Fumigator I, II and IV?
Yep. Now could I please speak to…
Hopediah Plantar.
It's me. I'm Hopediah. Not anyone else. Only me.
HP, I love your work!
I want you to audition for a role in my latest film.
Say what?
Did you hear that?
It sounded like that guy in the commercial.
Oh, is it really him?
Meet you at 10:00 a.m. at your office in the studio water tower?
Just show up and I get the part?
Hop Pop, don't even think about…
I'm sorry, Anne. This is too big to pass up.
No, Hop Pop! Get back here!
Hey! Don't push, man!
Jenny, he's headed for the studio lot.
Meet me with reinforcements. We got him for real this time.
We've gotta get to Hop Pop before Mr. X does. Come on.
Wha… Mm-hmm.
Oh, no! Hop Pop!
- Who the heck are you people? - No questions, earthman!
Whoa!
Oh, my frog!
All right. Cue the pyrotechnics.
Hey, this is actually pretty realistic.
Holy smokes!
Wait! Suspicion Island is not real?
- Doy! - Don't be so gullible, dude.
Primthistle Manor!
- Lord Frankerton. - And Lady Franklin!
What do y'all think you're doing?
This here's a closed set.
- Wait, your accent isn't real? - Who's gullible now, Anne?
This is it, Hopediah.
After today, you'll be the biggest frog actor who ever lived!
Ooh! Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there.
Humphrey?
Looks like you found out my day job, Hopediah.
Where are you off to?
Oh, me? I, uh, have an audition up there.
With Mitch? Bravo, my friend! Bravo!
Golly, what a break.
I'm so happy for you.
Even if I never make it, it's enough to know an old fart like me did.
Now get up there! Mitch is waiting for you!
No, Humphrey. He is waitin' for you.
Huh? What are you talking about?
It's only because of your kindness that I even had this chance.
And it's high time I return the favor.
All right, Mr. Plantar,
after hearing you read those pages, I'm gonna have to say…
You got the dang part!
There he is! Get him!
- Oh, no! - They got Hop Pop!
You kids sure about that?
Wait. Then who did they catch?
Thought you could escape me, huh?
Ow! Let go of my nose!
Wait, it's not a false nose? But…
I don't believe this. You dare treat Hollywood's newest star this way?
You'll be hearing from my robust team of lawyers after this.
No. It can't be! Not again!
All right, stand down. Mr. X was wrong. Again.
Jenny, I'm gonna need some ice cream, girl.
A lot of ice cream.
I don't get it. You abandoned the audition?
I didn't abandon it.
I just gave it to someone who's waited as long as I have.
Thank you.
I've already had a taste of the spotlight, kids.
It's time for this old frog to stop pining after what he doesn't have
and start seriously protecting the things he does.
Bravo, Hop Pop. Bravo.
Besides, this whole experience has taught me
that the real power is behind the camera.
Wait. You don't mean…
That's right, Anne! From now on, I wanna be a director.
Why are the Plantars flooding our lawn?
Sorry, that's on me.
They've been really homesick lately, and I thought a swamp might cheer 'em up.
They don't look very cheery.
They were for a bit, but then they weren't.
So now I'm making them cookies, the answer to all of life's problems.
Anne, you can't keep giving them things just because you feel bad.
They need to learn how to cope on their own.
Maybe you're right. I'll go talk to them.
Mmm! How did you get them so crunchy?
Oh, that's the cicadas! Thanks, Mom!
Do I smell cookies?
Guys, I know you're homesick, but I don't think any of this is helping.
Anne's right, kids.
This was nice, but let's clean this up and get back to the village.
Sorry, the what now?
Why, our miniature re-creation of Wartwood, of course!
May I have this dance, tiny Sylvia?
Aw.
Okay, this can't be healthy.
Hey, Dr. Jan. Tell me you've got good news.
Great news, actually. I've got a lead!
One of my colleagues knows
a string theory expert who works in the area!
- Uh… - In other words,
we found someone who might be your ticket back to Amphibia.
Wow! Just wait till I tell the Plantars!
I wouldn't just yet.
There are a lot of loose cannons in the scientific community,
and I'd like to vet this "Dr. Frakes" before we meet her.
Okay, let me know when you're ready, Dr. Jan.
Was that Dr. Jan?
- Sounded like she had news! - A lot of news!
Sorry, guys. No good news to report.
- Aw. - Oh, man.
All right, kids, back to the tiny village.
Just kidding! Dr. Jan found someone who might know how to get us back to Amphibia!
Holy cow!
Think they could get us home by the weekend?
What are we waiting for? Let's meet this wizard!
Well, we can't go right now. Dr. Jan says
that today is great!
I have her name. Let me look her up, and we can head on over.
You're the best, Anne!
All right!
This is fine. It's a good idea.
They need a nugget. Right, fake Wally?
Oh, who asked you?
According to the Internet, our scientist works right here?
Whoa.
And whoever can answer the question gets a snack.
He got snacks!
Whoa. So this is where they keep all the dark Earth magic.
I can't believe we'll be going home soon.
Let's not get ahead of ourselves. We're only here to ask some questions.
Now, stay close. The government's still on our tail.
I keep telling you kids, we don't have extra snacks back here.
Oh, hello.
Are you here to see Dr. Frakes?
- Absolutely! - We want to meet the doctor!
- I mean, maybe. - No big deal.
- Meh. - Is she available?
Only by appointment. Sorry.
Oh. Well, we tried.
Wait!
Actually we are reporters, and we were just wondering
if you could answer some questions about inter-dimensional travel?
- Aren't you a bit young to be a reporter? - Silence, Terri!
At last, the media has caught wind of my amazing discovery!
What kind of discovery?
Oh, nothing big. Just a portal to another dimension!
Did you say portal?
Now come with me! Terri! Music!
The great Dr. Frakes may currently be stuck running the Brainasium
and looking after hordes of snot-nosed brats,
but that doesn't mean my research has stopped!
Oh, no! Behold, Frakes Ferrofluid!
Over here is an example of a Frakes Fractal.
Look over here! My Frakes Field!
Wow! So many things named after you!
Well, science is the pursuit of naming things after yourself.
Huh. I thought it was the pursuit of knowledge.
Don't be stupid, Terri!
Voila! The Frakes Portal Chamber!
Whoa.
It all began a few months ago,
when the city was hit with a wave of very strange energy.
Since then, we've been able to repeat the anomaly several times.
But no matter how many times I do it, no one believes me!
Everyone says that my images are faked.
Hard to get a good picture with all that magnetic distortion.
But here today, I will prove otherwise!
Now who's ready to see me burst through space-time?
Doctor, this process is still very unstable and dangerous.
Should we really involve civilians?
"Unstable and dangerous."
Fine, fine! We'll let the press decide!
I think one of those pictures is Amphibia.
I'm almost somewhat certain about it!
I'm not so sure, guys. The images look pretty fuzzy.
And besides, we just came to ask questions.
Okay, but can we at least look through it?
Please, Anne? We'd be able to see home again!
No! We have no idea what will happen! It's too dangerous!
Fine! Just a peek.
But then you're not allowed to be sad for the rest of your lives. Got it?
Yeah!
All right, Dr. Frakes, let's see that portal.
That's what I'm talking about, baby!
It's…
Not Amphibia.
Unfortunately, I can only hold the portal open
for about five seconds before it collapses and…
Uh, were you three always giant talking frogs?
Um, so… I can explain.
We're frog people from another dimension!
We just wanna go home!
I knew they weren't reporters.
- Ow. - I see.
Terri, clear my schedule!
Frakes Field activate!
I can see the headlines now: "Frakes Frogs Change the World."
I'll be the most famous scientist in history,
as soon as I dissect you and catalog your organs.
Come back with my frog family!
- Don't try to stop me, Terri! - I'm not!
Frakes may be an unparalleled genius,
but that doesn't mean she can just kidnap people!
- We have to stop her! - Oh.
Well, that's a nice turn. Let's do this!
There! The stairs! She's heading for the dissection lab!
Snacks!
Oh, no. My granola bar from lunch!
Run, Anne!
Go! I'll be fine!
Ooh, snacks!
Anne!
- Help! - Pokey things!
You can't stop me, Anne!
When I'm done, everyone will know my name!
You're crazy, Dr. Fink!
- It's Frakes! - Whatever.
Not today.
- Dang it. - Anne!
Snacks…
- Here, take my key card! - Don't you dare, Terri!
One email from me, and you'll never work in any scientific field ever again!
Do you really want to risk your entire career for these creatures?
Yep.
No!
Let's go!
Terri, Terri. Stop it, Terri!
Behold, the baby penguin, so noble, fluffy and precious.
What do we do, Anne? She's after us and madder than a hornet!
I have an idea.
Terri, take the Plantars and go.
Here's a physics lesson for you, Anne.
I'm bigger than you, and I have momentum.
You can't stop me!
I have a lesson for you too.
Cookies really are the answer to all of life's problems.
Oh.
Hey, kids! Snack time!
Uh…
Cookies.
What? No!
This is all your fault, Terri!
You'll never work again, you hear me? Never again!
- Good thinking! - Nice job, Anne!
Any cookies left?
Look, guys. I'm doing my best to get us back to Amphibia, okay?
And I get how much you miss it, but you gotta stop guilting me.
I can't resist!
- Sorry, Anne. - We should have known better.
The Plantars always did have powerful guiltin' skills.
Yeah, but you cost this poor lady her job and nearly got dissected!
I think you all actually did me a favor.
Frakes was brilliant, but also a huge jerk.
This whole thing reminded me that science is for helping others,
not just helping yourself.
And I think the portal we'll build together
will be more than enough to get me a grant.
Wait, you mean…
What?
Yep! I'm gonna help you get these goobers home.
Thanks, Terri. You're good people.
Hey, Terri, can I drive your car? Please?
Aw, just look at that face. Well, okay.
Terri, no!
D Whoo-hoo! Baby d.
Whoa!