GUDETAMA: AN EGGCELLENT ADVENTURE
These bums are late.
You can't act like that in front of 'em.
But if we don't get the stuff soon,
we're in trouble.
They're the mob.
Give 'em an attitude like that
and they'll make ya disappear.
They're here.
Let's get this over with.
Gimme what I came for.
We have it! The soy sauce!
That's it!
As long as we have that, we can stop you from rotting.
That's what Guretama told us.
There's stuff out there that's like magic. It stops food from going bad.
We want that!
But the ones selling it
are dangerous dudes from the criminal underworld.
Dangerous dudes, huh?
Have you got any soy sauce?
No, but…
I'll go get some.
If you rot, you won't get to see Mommy.
Besides, you want to be cooked one day, right, Gudetama?
Wait here!
Hold on.
If you go near them,
you'll get burned.
Burned? I don't like hot stuff!
No, I didn't mean that literally.
Did your face just change?
Wait, who are you?
I'm Hard-boiled.
After 15 minutes of being boiled,
my body and soul have been hardened, you see.
You are hard.
Anyway, stay away from them.
That one's the dark Seasoned-Egg,
a top member of the Egg Mafia feared by eggs everywhere.
Egg Mafia?
Getting burned is the least of your worries if you get too close.
-They'll burn you to a crisp. -To a crisp?
They left!
What the heck?
Something smells.
What is it?
Oh no!
You're rotting even more!
How long are you going to keep sniffing?
It grows on you.
If you had stayed in the refrigerator, Gudetama,
you could've been cooked by now.
But I invited you to find Mommy, so…
That's true.
Right?
In that case,
you have no choice but to get the stuff.
There is only one way.
How?
The same way you win someone's heart.
If you want it… you steal it.
This is the Egg Mafia's hideout?
The hip mascot marks the spot.
"Hip"?
It's in there.
You call that hip?
Follow me. Rolling, rolling…
Rolling, rolling…
Huh?
Let's go.
Will we be okay?
Keep your eyes peeled.
We're entering the belly of the beast.
It's the egg underworld.
The underworld?
You gotta blend in.
Which comes first? Is it the egg?
Or is it the chicken?
Don't go looking For answers you can't find
Be lazy just for tonight
Just laze about
Morning, day, and night
Be lazy all the time
There are so many Gudetamas.
Your chalaza!
No!
Their headquarters is the VIP room.
It's through that door.
A large-size Gudetama with a net weight of 60 grams.
What should we do?
Over there.
Come on, now.
Rolling, rolling.
Look down there.
Get your hands on that, and you won't rot.
How will we get it?
-Soy sauce! -Stop that!
"How will we get it"?
You have the answer in your hands.
The chalaza?
It interferes with some recipes, but it's full of nutrients.
Right now, it'll prove useful. Use it to lower Gudetama
and quietly steal the stuff.
What?
That's too dangerous!
I see.
But if you do nothing out of fear for what might happen,
you might as well rot.
Let's do it. Let's go.
Well, to rot is the law of nature.
Accepting that fate is always an option.
You say that, but…
Huh?
No, it's nothing.
What is it?
Well, I think you're starting to rot too, Mr. Hard-boiled!
What?!
Don't be silly.
I smelled it when I bumped into your back earlier.
You smelled of sulfur!
Yuck.
What? It can't be.
Sniff, sniff…
Ugh!
When were you boiled?
Five days ago.
I guess you can't tell if boiled eggs are rotten just by looking.
Seriously?
Then we have no choice.
Soy sauce…
Two bags! Make sure you get one for me!
Soy sauce…
Phew!
Yes, that's it.
Gudetama!
Huh?
The stuff is gone!
We didn't do anything!
Tell that to the boss.
Wait!
What are we going to do?
At this rate, we'll never see Mommy.
I want some soy sauce.