(smashing) (screeching)

(laughing) (screaming)

(screeching)

- How are we gonna knock? No hands.

- Did you check for a doorbell?

- Of course I checked for a doorbell.

I'm not a complete ding dong.

(laughs) (groaning)

Ooh, I have an idea, knock, knock.

- Dude, that's not gonna work. (thumping)

- Ooh, I hear someone coming. (thumping)

Knock, knock. - [Mr. Peterson] Yeah?

Who's there? - Neigh.

- [Mr. Peterson] Neigh who?

- Neighborhood welcoming committee.

(laughs) (sighing)

- [Mr. Peterson] I see. (creaking)

- Hi, Mr. Peterson, welcome to the neighborhood.

I'm Pear and this is Orange.

We just wanted to drop by and say

- [Pear And Orange] Hello, neighbor.

As soon as we saw you moving in,

I turned to Pear and I said,

"We simply mustache our new neighbor over

"for dinner sometime."

(laughs)

- Oh, yeah, 'cause I have the mustache.

- Anyway, that's why we're here.

We would glove to have you over sometime.

- Oh, woopsie, forgot I was

still wearing these. (muffled yelling)

- Mr. Peterson? (muffled yelling)

I think there's a noise coming from your basement.

- Nah, it's nothing.

- Yo, whatchu talkin' 'bout?

I don't even have ears and I can hear it.

- I said it's nothing. (suspenseful music)

- Okay, yeesh, we'll stop talking about your basement.

- Yeah, we're over it.

(laughs)

- How did the two of you get inside my fence?

- Oh, about that.

Yeah, the Homeowner's Association

doesn't allow fences that high,

so they're having it removed.

- Huh? (record scratching)

(smashing) (clattering)

- But if you come to our monthly meeting,

you can give your de-fence.

(laughs)

- Wow, didn't expect you people

to be such sticklers about the covenants.

- Oh, we're sticklers all right.

- We also like saying the word stickler.

- Okay, well, very nice meeting you both.

Okay now, buh-bye.

- Aw, don't go just yet.

I made you a butt cake.

- Sorry, a what now?

- A butt cake.

- Dude, I told you that's not what it's called.

- I believe you mean Bundt cake.

That's a pretty traditional thing to bring a new neighbor.

- Oh, is that what it's called?

Yeah, you definitely don't wanna eat this cake.

(whooshing) (laughs)

(farts) - Okay, guys, here's the deal.

I don't wanna be welcomed to the neighborhood.

I don't wanna have my dinner with you.

And I certainly don't want whatever a butt cake is.

What I want is to be left alone, got it?

Okay, then. (slamming)

- Wow, he really slammed the door

on any neighborhood outreach.

(laughs)

I'm gonna figure out what he's hiding.

- Orange, don't be nosy, let's go.

- I'm not nosy.

Just look at my face.

How can I be?

(laughs) (groaning)

- Yo, I'm just sayin',

if Mr. Peterson is up to something illegal in there,

then someone should throw a wrench

(smashing) in his plans.

- Dude, why did you just do that?

- Come on, while he's distracted.

- Hey, you two.

(yelling) (slamming)

(panting)

- Orange, help. (whooshing)

- Don't worry, I've been saving this for a rainy day.

(laughs) (grunting)

- You two get down here right now.

- No thanks, that doesn't sound very fly.

(laughs)

- Orange, look, we could see in all the upstairs windows.

- Hey, don't you look in those windows.

- Gee, Mr. Peterson, you sure own a lot of bear traps.

You're in the suburbs now.

What kind of grizzly situation

could you possibly need those for?

(laughs)

- Oh, would you just go already?

These bad jokes are giving me a headache over here.

- A headache? You know what they say.

Staying high-drated is key. (clinking)

(laughs) (gurgling)

- Hey, ow. (smacking)

(grunting) That's it.

I'm gonna give you a very simple choice.

You come down to me or I'm climbing up to you.

- I'm gonna have to go with the ladder.

(laughs) (whooshing)

(smashing) (yelling)

- Listen, you have no right to wreck my house like this.

I don't owe you an explanation for anything.

I'm a very private person.

I'm sorry if I'm not--

- Open? - Yes, I'm sorry

if I'm not open enough for you nosy neighbors, but--

- No, open. - Huh?

(smacking) (yelling)

(whooshing) - Aw man, free at last.

It smelled like butt cake down there.

- Wow, well that's not gonna help his headache.

Goodbye, neighbor. (laughs)

(whimsical music)