[sinister music playing]
OKI SUSHI
GUDETAMA: AN EGGCELLENT ADVENTURE
-We've got to get out of here! -[groans]
-Do we really-- -[screams]
-[Gudetama] Ah! -We have our quest!
We're siblings on a quest to find our mommy, remember?
[Shakipiyo grunts]
[Gudetama] Seriously?
[gasp] Gudetama!
Whoa!
[gurgling]
Hm?
How'd you get down there, huh?
What a drag.
Yeah, that's the way I feel exactly.
-[chef] Hey! -[gasps]
-Get to work. -Uh, yes, sir.
[Gudetama groans]
Oh, well.
I guess I was destined to be someone's lunch.
Oh no!
Our quest can't be over already! [panting]
Living life by going with the flow.
Did you hear that?
That egg just spoke to me.
[woman] Of course it did, sweetie.
What is meant by individuality?
Huh? Uh, what? What's that?
What is individuality?
I think it's the things that set us apart from each other.
Like taste!
Shape!
-Color! -Texture!
But we're exactly the same. We have no individuality.
Individuality?
Interesting.
Who are you?
Someone who's been around longer than you have.
Really? How much longer?
I've been on this belt since the place opened.
That's long.
You're like the village elder.
So… I guess that means you're not a very popular dish?
Not now.
I'm stale and dried out.
[roes] Aw.
Oh, to be moist and tender again.
TMI.
[adventurous music playing]
[grunting]
[grunts]
[grunting]
[sighs]
Huh?
[squeaks]
Uh…
"Egg Heaven?"
EGG HEAVEN MENU FRIED EGG, OMELET…
[screams]
[sinister music playing]
That's more like Egg Hell.
Luckily, I'm a chick, so I'm safe. But still…
-[chopping] -Hm?
[screams]
Here is a lesson.
Listen carefully.
Individuality is something you don't even realize you have,
because it is something that you are born with.
[roe] Oh, wise words.
[roes] Thank you, wise village elder!
It wasn't that wise.
What's your individuality, wise one?
My dried-out skin?
My seaweed belt?
Doesn't look very comfortable.
[roes] No, it sure doesn't.
[grunting]
[grunts]
I yearn to be free.
Face it. You're bound to that seaweed belt,
just like you are to the current of the times.
[grunting]
[dramatic music playing]
If I can get onto that thing, I can save Gudetama!
[gasps]
[gentle music playing]
Mommy?
Mommy, Mommy, it's me!
What's this chick doing in here?
I remember your scritchy-scratchy face.
It's me, Shakipiyo!
[exhales, grunts]
[grunts]
Oh.
Won't you tell us more about individuality?
Please! Please!
There's no such thing.
An egg is just an egg.
Weren't you saying just the opposite a minute ago?
I was wrong.
One egg is just like another.
-Pudding! -Oh!
-Now that's individuality. -[upbeat music playing]
-Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle… -Probably Harajuku style?
Wobble, wobble.
Whoa! Careful. Don't knock my toppings off.
Hey, Pudding.
Where did you get all your individuality?
We're dying to know.
My what?
[eggs babbling]
[eggs] Oh.
Pudding.
Pudding. Pudding.
Oh!
Each egg is an individual.
They're all unique from the very start.
Okay, so what's your story?
Oh, there's nothing much to tell.
We're pretty normal.
[adventurous music playing]
[roe] We were born way, way out in the Bering Sea.
There are men out there who fish for crabs.
There's a lot of money in crabs.
[roe 2] They captured our mother.
[roe 3] Then she got filleted.
[roes] Mommy!
Then we all got put in a boat and shipped to Japan.
Wow, you have lots of individuality.
Probably more individuality than anyone here.
Huh?
Really? We do?
Uh-oh!
Gotta go.
Oh…
See ya 'round.
Looks like our turn will be coming up soon.
[babbling in squeaky voice]
Whew, it's steamy in here.
I'm gonna be depressed if no one chooses me.
Not being eaten is another type of fate, I suppose.
We must be prepared for a long road ahead that may never end.
-Ah, this looks delicious! -[chuckles]
[man] Oh! They have quail eggs!
[groans] I give up.
A little soy sauce and you're good as new.
[Shakipiyo grunting]
[grunting]
Hooray!
[grunts]
[Shakipiyo] Mommy?
I WAS BORN HERE
[gentle music playing]
A secret code!
This will lead us to where Mommy is!
[grunts]
[triumphant music playing]
Look! The egg's coming around again!
Looks like my time has finally come.
Your turn will come too, my friend. Don't worry.
-[music fades abruptly] -Hm?
[shudders]
[groans]
[grunting]
You can do this.
Oh. Oh. Oh!
[groans]
Freedom's more work than I thought it would be.
-This is that egg. -Mm.
Weird they serve raw eggs here.
Piyo! [grunts]
I'm putting you on my udon, talking egg.
[grunting]
Do away with those.
[crying]
[chuckles uncomfortably] I'm awfully sorry.
I gotcha! Phew.
-[panting] -[woman] Oh, what's wrong?
-Sweetie, I can't know what's wrong. -[boy crying]
-[Shakipiyo grunting] -[Gudetama groans]
[boy] Where'd it go? The talking egg ran away!
[boy crying]
Aw, poor Shakipiyo. They're looking a little fried.
That's not me. I'm right here.
-[groans] -Whoa. That was exhausting.
-And scary too. -[murmuring]
[Shakipiyo] It's tough out here.
I thought I was never going to see you again.
Isn't soy sauce the best?
-Listen to me! -[groans]
I saw you just now.
You knocked that boy's chopsticks away.
You don't want to be eaten.
You want to come with me and find Mommy, don't you?
Well… I don't know.
Yeah. Let's go.
Where'd that come from?
Uh, excuse me.
-I produce a television show. -[woman] Oh.
It's about hunting and capturing unknown creatures.
Huh?
Can you tell me a little bit more about this egg?
The talking egg that ran away?
If there really is such a creature,
I need to capture this thing.
Hm?
-We're out of here! -[Gudetama] Whoa!
-[epic music playing] -[boy] There goes the egg now!
-[Shakipiyo screams] -What?!
[Shakipiyo grunting]
-[Gudetama] Whoa! -[Shakipiyo grunts]
That egg is on the run.
[theme music playing]
[bell dings]
[theme music continues]