You know, I could've beaten Gorm if he hadn't run away.
Taking both our scrolls.
Come on, we have to save Pigsy.
Right after we catch Gorm.
Monkey!
Ooh!
Have a little bit.
Mycelia said it would save your life.
- No... - Stop feeding him.
He's heavy enough already.
- Other way. - What?
Other end.
Oh. Oh!
You mean...
No, no, no...
Feet towards ground.
Oh!
Monkey!
Sorry.
I said sorry.
- Why didn't you say something? - Oh, I was upside down.
This path was meant lead us to the Scroll of Creation.
Tripitaka, the plant.
It stopped withering.
Now, if we go this way...
Clever thing.
She's showing us the way.
Come on! Quick!
Quiet! Leave him alone, worm.
Dreglon, You throw like a human. Here, my go.
It's strange to think
the Dark Queen Hakuru once sat upon this throne...
leading all of demon kind.
Was it she who gave this chair such power?
Or did her power come from the throne?
Go on. Give it a try.
You know you want to.
I mean, if anyone deserves it...
Last I saw of Gorm, he was fighting the Monkey King.
For all we know, he's dead already.
Outta my way!
Ah!
What do you think? Suits me, I reckon!
You dare sit upon Queen Hakuru's Throne?
- My bad. - I'll get a mop.
You're alive.
Disappointed?
That depends. What of the Monkey King?
Weak.
I have his staff, his fellowship divided. And...
I have his Sacred Scrolls.
This is the part where you bow down to me.
Hmm.
Oh!
Not quiet ready yet.
Another leaf.
We must be getting closer.
Wait.
Is that music?
Bones.
Human bones.
I'd say ribs.
Thighs sound more hollow, while fingers can be tinklier.
I'm not gonna ask how you know that.
Probably for the best.
Give us the dead one.
He's not dead.
He smells dead.
No, that's just Pigsy. He always smells like that.
Well, it's just a matter of time. And whatever dies here stays with us.
There's no use fighting.
Now you're in trouble.
Ah!
Kaedo.
Why did you kill him? He was just a boy.
We don't kill. We only plunder the dead.
I'm not dead!
Ah!
Hands off! That's mine.
Give me that!
- My army can... - Are too rich and fat to fit their armor.
My soldiers are ready to serve you, Lord Gorm.
Conscripts! And humans at that.
Get out, the both of you.
And don't you come back without a real army.
Lord Gorm,
there's a Scroll of Creation.
It has the power to create life from nothing.
We could use it to raise an army,
the likes of which this world has never seen.
How is it that my worm
has devised a better plan than the rest of you?
Yes.
You could use it to raise an army,
defeat the Monkey King and crush the rest of mankind.
Yes, that's just what I said.
- What? - Yes!
There's just one problem, Lord Gorm.
We don't have the Scroll of Creation.
- Where is it? - If I may...
Monkey and his pilgrims found the last two scrolls.
So if we find the Monkey, then we can find your scroll.
Well, what are you waiting for?
All right, come on.
Oh.
Well, aren't you full of surprises.
- Hello, my lovelies. - Tripitaka.
Mycelia.
We must hurry. There's not much time.
Where are we taking him?
To save his life.
What do we do now?
You rest. The plants will do their work.
You, too, darlin'.
Tell Mycelia what happened.
I killed Kaedo.
He was just a boy and I poisoned him.
I lost Monkey's staff.
I the Scrolls of Knowledge and Immortality...
and now Pigsy is gonna die.
Pigsy's gonna what?
You're just a child yourself.
Stop trying to carry the weight of the world.
Oh! Oh, hello.
Will you tell us the story of how you defeated Davari?
Please, Monkey, Please.
Please?
So, as the ginormous Demon warrior came thundering towards me...
Wow!
Until he exploded into a million pieces of brilliant sparks.
- Yeah. - Amazing.
- Wow! - Can I get your autograph?
Yeah, sure. Yeah, definitely.
Um, hey. I like your hair.
Oh, thanks.
So are you new to town?
Uh, just stopping by, won't be here long.
They all say that.
Pigsy.
There you are, sweetie.
Give us a hand.
Where am I?
The Graveyard of the Gods. Remember?
Oh, yeah.
Why?
You've got a choice to make.
Lie down here with the other Gods and become part of the forest.
Or go back to your quest.
- Carry everyone's pack. - Okay, Pigsy.
- Do guard duty. - He always smells like that.
Obey their orders.
Kill demons.
Only those two options?
Death or your chosen quest.
Well, I didn't really choose the quest.
But that's how it's always been, I suppose.
Other people making choices for me.
"Oh, Pigsy, he's a big lad. Into the army."
"Pigsy's a good fighter. Oh, let's make him a general."
"Pigsy's good with a rake."
Next thing I know, I'm fighting demons on Jade Mountain.
I've been alive 1,500 years
and nobody's once asked me what I wanna do.
Mornin', sweetie.
Welcome to the first day of your life.
It's nice being alone, isn't it?
I'm not alone. You're here.
You're the strangest person I've ever met.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
And that makes me extremely anxious.
- What are you looking for? - I don't know.
Ugh, this is so exhausting.
Why don't we write a poem or compose a song. Do something creative?
Yes, creative...
I'll fetch a pen and paper.
Or perhaps the... scroll.
He even signed it.
Oh, my God, he loves you.
You're totes getting married.
Yes
Tripitaka...
- Hey! - We're forgetting our quest.
Ew, quest?
What's that, like a card game or something?
We have to go.
She's not gonna bail. Not when Monkey's into us.
Yeah. Tegan and Monkey are so gonna get married.
What, are you jello?
Snap out of it, monk. We need to finish what we started.
Oh, what would your 'ship name be?
Tegan and Monkey...
Tunky?
What was his name?
The boy who you poisoned with his own Fangkris?
Kaedo.
The boy you killed.
- Sandy? - Tripitaka.
There you are.
Come on.
Tell us another story.
Maybe later.
Look at this cutie.
- Can you kiss my baby? - Yeah, sure.
Mwah.
Monkey, it's me, Tripitaka.
Look, kid, I meet a lot of fans, okay? So...
- Next. - Monkey, you have to come with us.
Uh, do you mind?
I'm hanging with my friends here.
It's me Tripitaka. You have to remember!
Uh, excuse me, security. She touched my leg.
- What? - Come on.
- It's me Tripitaka... - Okay, bye-bye.
I freed you from the mountain prison, remember?
Hey, hey. Wait, wait, wait.
We slew Davari, we found the Scroll of Knowledge.
Everyone wants a piece of me, you know?
Let's go.
Get your hands off my monk.
Choose some vegetables for your banquet?
Anything you like.
These tomatoes are perfect. And where's your basil? Ah.
Yes, and... Ahh! Baby peas!
Curly lettuce, curly cow. It's a curly garden.
You have a real talent, Pigsy.
Everything in season, everything at its ripest.
Every flavor complementary.
- Your gotta rub it. You gotta rub it. - Look at you...
- You gotta bruise that leaf. - Happy as a pig in muck.
Ah, yes. Mmm.
Pigsy, this garden is an illusion, a decoy.
Tastes pretty real to me.
Mycelia offers us what we most desire
so we stop looking for what we actually need.
And what is that?
- To carry your bags? - Scroll of Creation.
Yeah, nah.
Pigsy...
Mm.
Visit me next time you're passing.
Pigsy, we need you.
Oh.
I'll chase that with some basil.
Mm.
Here.
- The scroll. - What you got there, darlin'?
I am Tripitaka, chosen by the scholar
to bring the sacred scrolls to the Gods' Resistance
in the Western Mountains.
I've come for the Scroll of Creation.
That's funny.
I would have said you were a lost little girl
who needs a bit of meat on her bones.
Pigsy's preparing a wonderful banquet.
You should eat.
It is prophesized that those who hear
the scared name of Tripitaka must assist me in my quest.
If that were true, any old imposter could've lied to me
and taken my scroll centuries ago!
You've got no scrolls.
You're not a monk.
You're not even a boy.
Give me the scroll!
Eat your vegetables.
You're not my mother!
Well, that's true enough, darlin'.
Meet my children.
I'll take the organic fruit cake with hair.
And I'll take the... the boot-wearing baby peas.
What did you do to Pigsy?
He's in heaven now.
Monkey, they're mushroom people.
Then I'm committing...
fungicide.
Okay.
I can't get to it.
Release the scroll.
Hear me, Scroll of Creation.
Release it!
Release yourself.
Got it!
My scroll!
Mm...
Tripitaka, your hand.
Uh, we need to get this out of Mycelia's garden.
We can't leave Pigsy.
Let's go. Just go. Go, go, go.
Pigsy, you okay?
I've been better.