Applebloom: Where are you takin' us?
Applejack: We're almost there, young'uns.
Sweetie Belle: I've never been here before.
(leaf smacks Scootaloo) Scootaloo: Ouch!
Applebloom: Oh, sorry.
Scootaloo: (impatiently) Are we there yet?
Sweetie Belle: There? Where? What? I don't even know what we're doing.
Applejack: Here we are.
Applebloom: What are we looking at?
Scootaloo: I have NO idea.
Sweetie Belle: What IS that thing?
Applejack: Cutie Mark Crusaders, welcome to yer new clubhouse.
(wooden slat falls to ground)
(stung) Well, don't thank me all at once.
This was my clubhouse when I was yer age.
Sure, it hasn't been used in a while, but it's empty and on a secluded, private part o'the farm.
And it's all yours.
(roof creaks, loud crash)
It just needs a little, uh...TLC.
Scootaloo: (sarcastically) TLC as in "Tender Loving Care," or "Totally Lost Cause?"
Applebloom: Applejack! We're supposed to turn THIS into our new clubhouse?!
Applejack: Well, maybe y'all would get yer cutie marks when you discovered yer talent for- (yelps) (wood creaks, crash)
(grunts) ...house cleanin'?
(theme song begins) My Little Pony, My Little Pony, ah, ah, ah, ah,
(My Little Pony) Twilight: I used to wonder what friendship could be
(My Little Pony) Until you all shared its magic with me
Rainbow Dash: Big adventure Pinkie Pie: Tons of fun
Rarity: A beautiful heart Applejack: Faithful and strong
Fluttershy: Sharing kindness Twilight: It's an easy feat
All: And magic makes it all complete, yeah
(My Little Pony) Do you know, you're all my very best friends
(map rolls up)
(flap closes)
(engine rev noises, metal guitar plays)
(Scootaloo zooms past)
(ponies gasp)
Granny Smith: (feebly) Not so fast!
(tires squealing)
(roaring engine noises)
(brakes squeal, music ends)
Applebloom: Whoa! Hey, Scootaloo!
Applebloom: Yup! I fixed the broken shutters,
sanded off the splinters, rebuilt the roof, painted...
Scootaloo: That's so cool! What's Sweetie Belle up to?
Sweetie Belle: (singing Cutie Mark Crusaders Theme eloquently) We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders (hums)
(humming) ...never stop the journey
(Sweetie Belle hums) Applebloom: There you are, Sweetie Belle!
See? I told you we could find her by following her totally awesome voice.
Scootaloo: What's that sweet tune you're singing?
Sweetie Belle: (embarrassed) Oh, I was just working on our new Cutie Mark Crusaders theme song.
Applebloom and Scootaloo: COOL!
Scootaloo: Teach us?
Sweetie Belle: Well, I've only come up with one part, but...OKAY!
Sweetie Belle: (singing softly with piano accompaniment) They all say that you'll get your mark When the time is really right
Applebloom: (off-key) And you know what you're supposed ta do
Scootaloo: (screeching, off-key and off-rhythm) AND YOUR POWER COMES TO LIGHT!
Applejack: Well, uh...I'll be, Cutie Mark Crusaders!
You've done one fine job with this place.
So, what's next?
Applebloom: Well, now that we have a real live clubhouse...
Scootaloo: And a map of Ponyville.
Sweetie Belle: And a Cutie Mark Crusaders theme song.
Applejack: (dumbstruck) Theme song...?
Applebloom: We're gonna go out into the world and discover our talents!
Scootaloo: And new adventures!
Sweetie Belle: And earn our cutie marks!
Applebloom: We'll leave no stone unturned!
Scootaloo: No mountain unclimbed!
Sweetie Belle: No meal uncooked!
Applebloom: No song unlearned!
Applejack: Well, okay then! Sounds like you have a plan.
I gotta, uh...leave no apple unpicked! See y'all later!
Scootaloo: (encouraging) Are we ready to get our cutie marks, ponies?
Crusaders: READY! (high-hoof)
(slop sloshes noisily as it's poured into trough)
(bell rings)
(door slides open)
(pigs squeal)
(pigs eat noisily)
(pig licks Sweetie Belle noisily)
(taffy puller powers up)
(stretching noises)
(stretching and squishing noises)
(bell rings)
(pony sobs)
(cards flop out)
(wind howling)
(squid growls)
Spike: I had nothing to do with this!
Twilight: What is going on here?!
Applebloom: Hmph...well, we sure aren't gettin' our cutie marks for bein' librarians.
Spike: (scoffs) I should think not. What?
Twilight: Girls, I think you're going about this the wrong way.
Instead of trying to do things in areas you're not familiar with, why not try doing things in areas that you already like?
Cheerilee: And I have the perfect place to start.
Applebloom: "Showcase yer talents..."
Scootaloo: "...for all to see..."
Sweetie Belle: "...Perform in the Ponyville school talent show!"
Cheerilee: There'll be all sorts of awards!
Best dramatic performance, best comedy act, best magic act...
Surely you can find YOUR talents!
Applebloom: This WOULD be the perfect place t'discover our talents!
Applebloom: Juggling! Scootaloo: Acting!
Sweetie Belle: Magic tricks! Applebloom: Square dancin'!
Scootaloo: Tightrope walking! Sweetie Belle: Tiger taming!
Twilight: My Little Ponies! You're missing the point!
Think about the things you already enjoy doing.
Think about what you're already good at.
Scootaloo: Sure, we can do that.
Sweetie Belle: Yeah, sure we can.
Applebloom: Well, whatever we do, we'll do it as:
Crusaders: The Cutie Mark Crusaders!
(high-hoof)
(engine noises)
Rarity: (slams door open, exasperated) Sweetie Belle! I told you NOT to touch my things! COME BACK WITH MY SUPPLIES!
Sweetie Belle: We're just borrowing them for the talent show.
Don't worry, Sis! I promise we'll bring them back!
Scootaloo: Thanks, Mr. Breezy! We'll return the fan to you real soon!
Applebloom: What do we need this fan for?
Sweetie Belle: Trust me on this one.
Scootaloo: Okay, so that's six wooden planks, four-by-eight plywood,
a box of nails, four cans of paint, and four brushes.
Anything else?
Sweetie Belle: (dryly) Yeeeah...
Instructions on how to use "six wooden planks,
four-by-eight plywood, a box of nails,
four cans of paint, and four brushes."
(Sweetie Belle yelps)
Twilight: (reading) "Ghosts, Goblins, and Ghoulish Figures?"
Good heavens, girls! What do you need a book like this for?
Scootaloo: You'll see. Thanks, Twilight! We'll give it back as soon as we're done with it.
Twilight: What do you think they're up to?
Spike: I have no idea, and I don't know if I should be excited or scared to find out.
Applebloom: I'm glad we're doin' this as a team!
Sweetie Belle: Me too! Um...so, what are we doing again?
Scootaloo: A super-awesome dramatic song for the talent show, of course.
Sweetie Belle: Right! With super-cool scenery! And amazing costumes!
Applebloom: And mind-blowin' dance moves!
Scootaloo: This is gonna be SO amazing!
Applebloom: Sweetie Belle, I think you should be the singer!
Sweetie Belle: What? No way I'm singing in front of a crowd.
Twilight said to do something we like to do,
and I'd like to be like my big sister, and she's a designer.
Scootaloo: Fine then. You can do the costumes and the scenery.
Applebloom: And Scootaloo, you're great at maneuvers on yer scooter.
So you should do the choreography! Y'know, all those dance moves!
Scootaloo: Nah, I'd rather sing a wicked rock ballad.
Why don't YOU come up with the dance routine, Applebloom?
Applebloom: Hm...I'm not much of a dancer...but I DO like Kung-fu!
That's kinda like dancin'!
(Applebloom kiais)
Sweetie Belle: Then it's settled! Let's get started.
(record player playing waltz)
Applebloom: One, two, three...oh! Oh! (crashes)
Scootaloo: (irritated) Ow, Applebloom! What are you doing?
Applebloom: Oh, I feel like I have four left feet. I can't even spin right.
Scootaloo: Don't be silly. You just gotta keep your head forward until the very last minute, like this!
See? Easy-peasy. You just gotta practice a bunch, that's all.
Applebloom: Wow, that DOES look easy!
Thanks! Okay. Let's try this again!
Oh! (crashes) Ouch! (more crashes) Ow! I'm okay!
Scootaloo: Keep practicing!
Applebloom: Will do!
(Scootaloo plays note)
Scootaloo: (playing plodding, tuneless melody and singing off-key) We fight the fight, walk the walk, talk the talk, eat the...
uh...food...like a celery stalk?
(plays sour note) Ugh! I'll never come up with anything!
(discordant piano chords as Scootaloo bangs head) Never, never, NEVER!
Sweetie Belle: Come back! Come back! (pouts) Dumb fabric.
Hey Scoot, how's the song going?
(Scootaloo blows raspberry)
"Pbht?" Oh my, sounds serious.
Scootaloo: I'm just no good at lyrics. Coming up with words is like...really hard.
Sweetie Belle: Oh, it can't be that bad.
"With our cutie marks we'll rock Equestria We'll use our stomachs to...digestia?"
Um, well...these are, um, good, but...
How about after, "We fight the fight:"
(singing eloquently) "There is nothing that we fear We'll have to figure out what we'll do next 'Til our cutie marks are here (holds note)"
Scootaloo: Wow! That's so awesome! Did you just come up with that now?
Sweetie Belle: (sheepishly) Yeah, kinda.
Scootaloo: Thanks! I'm TOTALLY using that.
(fabric rustling)
Sweetie Belle: (anxious) Oh no!
(sewing machine motor humming)
One, two, three, four...FIVE?!
(Sweetie Belle groans and sighs)
Applebloom: Ouch!
Sweetie Belle: How's the spin coming along?
Applebloom: I think I gotta just stick to punches and kicks.
(dryly) You know, ponies only have four legs.
Sweetie Belle: (melancholic moan) I'll never be a designer like my sister Rarity.
Applebloom: (encouraging) Hey, it's no big deal.
Why don't you use the dress form?
It'll help you with yer patterns and help you put all the pieces in the right places.
Sweetie Belle: Oh, is THAT what that's for?
Applebloom: Uh...maybe you should also clean yer paintbrush between each color.
Sweetie Belle: Oh, I was wondering why all the colors looked like mud.
Applebloom: Yer not usin' power tools, are you?
Applejack: The talent show is just around the corner. I wonder how the fillies are doin'.
Applebloom: Oops! Sorry, Scootaloo. Scootaloo: That's okay! Ugh!
Sweetie Belle: Oops, sorry Scootaloo. Ouch!
Scootaloo: Oh, my bad, Sweetie Belle.
Let's sing the chorus again!
Applejack: Well, gosh...sure wasn't expectin' that...
Applebloom: I think that sounded pretty good!
Sweetie Belle: Me too! You think we're ready?
Scootaloo: Ready as we'll ever be!
Hey! Did you see us practicing?
Applejack: (hesitantly) Uh...yeah...
Applebloom: (excited) Well?! How'd we do?! How'd we do?!
Applejack: Uh...
Scootaloo: Speechless! See, girls? I told you that's what we're gonna do. We're gonna leave 'em speechless!
Crusaders: YAY! (high-hoof)
Applejack: (under breath) "Speechless" is right.
(ponies chattering)
Snips: And on the count of three, this rabbit will disappear and something tasty will reappear in its place!
A-one, a-two, and a-three!
...Hey! Where are they?!
Snails, where are the- (Snails chewing noisily)
(crestfallen) carrots. (exaggerated) SNAAAAILS! (ponies laughing raucously)
Cheerilee: Uh, how about a round of applause for the S&S Magic Act?
(ponies stomping ground for applause) Now, for our next act, we have Sunny Days and Peachy Pie reciting their favorite poem...on rollerskates!
(ponies roll past on skates) Sweetie Belle: Break a leg!
Applebloom: (horrified) Sweetie Belle! What a thing to say!
Sweetie Belle: (dismissively) No, no, no. You see, in the theater, it's considered bad luck to say, "Good luck."
So you say, "Break a leg," instead.
Twilight: My Little Ponies! How are you doing?
Crusaders: Nervous...
Twilight: Don't worry. You're gonna be amazing.
Remember, just stick to what you know best.
I can't wait to hear you sing, Sweetie Belle!
Sweetie Belle: Why does EVERYPONY always think I'm gonna sing?
Scootaloo: Actually, Twilight Sparkle, I'M the main singer tonight.
Twilight: Oh?
Applebloom: And I'm the main dancer! HI-YA!
Twilight: Oh...?
Sweetie Belle: And I'm in charge of...
Twilight: (apprehensively) Costumes?
Sweetie Belle: And sets and props. How'd you know?
Twilight: Really, girls? Are you sure...?
Cheerilee: Cutie Mark Crusaders! You're on next!
Cheerilee: Break a leg! Applebloom: Break a le- (crashes, grunts)
(80's rock intro begins) Twilight: Uh...good luck!
(cloaks rustle)
(curtain draws)
Scootaloo: (off-key) This here are three little ponies Ready to sing for this crowd
Listen up, 'cuz here's our story I'm gonna sing it (harmony) VERY LOOOOUD!
(electric guitar solo)
When you're a younger pony And your flank is very bare
Feels like the sun will never come When your cutie mark's not there
So the three of us fight the fight There's nothing that we fear
We'll have to figure out what we'll do next (music builds, Crusaders harmonize) 'Til our cutie marks are here
Chorus: (off-key) We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders On a quest to find out who we are (Scootaloo crashes)
(fog machine sputters to life) And we will never stop the journey Not until we have our cutie marks
(wailing electric guitar solo)
Scootaloo: (off-key) They all say that you'll get your mark When the time is really right (Sweetie Belle crashes off-stage)
And you know just what you're supposed to do (Applebloom shatters prop) And your talent comes to light
(ascending guitar riffs) But it's not as easy as it sounds And that waiting's hard to do
(percussion flourish) So we test our talents everywhere Until our face is blue
Chorus: (off-key) We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders On a quest to find out who we are
(wind howling) And we will never stop the journey (wood creaking, crash) Not until we have our cutie marks
We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders On a quest to find out who we are
(wood creaking) And we will never stop the journey Not until we have our cutie marks (song ends)
(series of loud crashes)
(raucous laughter)
Scootaloo: Wow. That did NOT go as well as I expected.
Applebloom: I can't believe they're laughin' at us!
Sweetie Belle: Was it THAT bad?
Cheerilee: Back on stage, girls! It's time for the awards!
Sweetie Belle: Back on stage? No.
Applebloom: They'll just laugh some more!
Scootaloo: Yeah, what's the point?
Cheerilee: Now, girls, let's be good sports.
You made a great effort. You should be proud. Now, come on!
Let's hear it for all our talented fillies and colts!
(ponies stomping ground in applause)
Our first award goes to Snips and Snails for best magic act.
Snips: Hey! Mine's at least shinier.
Snails: Well, mine's bigger.
Snips: Oh yeah? Well, um...mine is, um...heavier?
Cheerilee: The next award goes to Sunny Days and Peachy Pie for best dramatic performance!
And finally, the last award of the night goes to...
THE CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS!
Crusaders: What?!
Cheerilee: For best comedy act!
(audience cheers)
Applebloom: Can you believe it?! We won!
Scootaloo: I knew our act was awesome!
Sweetie Belle: You know what would be the BEST?
If we won AND we got our cutie marks!
(clothes fly off)
(Crusaders moan dejectedly)
Twilight: Congratulations, ponies! Job well done!
Crusaders: (dejected monotone) Thanks, Twilight.
Twilight: Hey, you don't sound too excited.
Scootaloo: (sighs) We worked really hard and we won a prize, but we still don't have our cutie marks.
Sweetie Belle: Which is the prize we really wanted.
Twilight: Oh, girls...
Applebloom: But we think we know why.
Sweetie Belle: Yes, we know why.
Twilight: Oh? Tell me! I'd love to make a special report to the princess.
Sweetie Belle: Well, maybe we were trying TOO hard.
Twilight: (probing) Yes, and?
Scootaloo: And instead of forcing ourselves to do something that's not meant for us...
Twilight: (leading) Yes, yes?
Applebloom: We each should be embracin' our true talent!
Twilight: And that is...?
Crusaders: COMEDY!
Applejack: Applebloom! You did it!
Crusaders: Did you see our reward? Weren't we funny?
Twilight: One day. (giggles) One day.
(ending theme begins) My Little Pony
My Little Pony
(instrumental)
My Little Pony, friends