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[The episode begins with Steven and Greg at It's a Wash]
(A red car exits It's a Wash and Steven waves at it)
Steven: Bye! Thanks for coming!
Greg: Wow, two customers! The car wash hasn't been that busy since that mud tornado fifteen years ago. They call it "The mud-nado."
Steven: Wow, you've worked here longer than I been alive! How'd you even get this job?
Greg: Well, I was hanging out with your mom, and --
Steven: Hold the phone!
(Steven runs to the van, panting)
Greg: Oh, you're getting fast there.
(Steven comes back with Greg's Guitar and he gives it to him)
Steven: Don't tell me, sing me!
Greg: You rascal! Can I ever tell you a story without working in a song again?
Steven: I'm playing it by ear.
(Greg plays a song about his experience with Rose.)
[Flash backs start, beginning with Rose dancing on a floor mat.]
Greg: You, look at everything you are.
(Young Greg starts the turntable.)
Greg: Look at everything you do. It's incredible. As incredible as you.
[Inside the Temple.]
(Greg waits for Rose.)
Greg: And me. I guess I'm content to be. On the arm of someone who. Is as incredible as you.
(Gems warp in.)
[Inside Greg's van.]
(Rose is seen enjoying a book with the title, "Passion of XanXor")
Greg: And it's a full-time job admiring. All the ways that you're inspiring.
[Temple cave, snowing.]
(Greg shivers as the cold worsens.)
Greg: If I had my way. I'd do it all day. That's why it's really, really hard to say.
[The Beach.]
(Greg puts on "Shampoo Plus" on himself, leaving a pizza slice on his chest accidently.)
Greg: I think I need a little cha-a-ange.
[Temple fence.]
Greg: (Greg tears a portion of his shorts as he runs through a sharp fence wire) I think I need a little cha-a-ange.
[Back at the Van.]
Greg: I think I need a little cha-a-a-a-a-a-a-ange.
(Hours pass as his tan lightens yet the pizza slice remains.)
[At the top of the Light house.]
(Rose hurls Greg towards the sky and catches him.)
Greg: Oh. I always did believe. That love is all you need. To be a happy man.
[Boardwalk]
Greg: Oh. That may have been naive.
(Greg opens his pocket to check whether he has money but realizes he doesn't.)
Greg: I guess I need to eat. (Greg finds fry bites and starts nibbling) That wasn't in the plan.
[Back to the Temple cave]
Greg: (Amethyst gives a pug on Greg's chest, Pearl ignores him, Garnet gives him a high five, and Rose gives a kiss before they left for a mission.) And it's a full-time job admiring. All the ways that you're inspiring. If I had my way. I'd do it all day. The only problem is it doesn't pay.
[Near the pier.]
(Greg performs at the pier.)
Greg: I think I need a little cha-a-ange. I think I need a little cha-a-ange. I think I need a little cha-a-a-a-a-a-ange
(A bystander walks by a drops one dollar into Greg's guitar case.)
Greg: Oh, that's not even enough for a bad hot dog.
[[[Vidalia|Vidalia's]] home]
[Doorbell rings]
Greg: Sup, Vidalia?
Vidalia: [Bubblegum Pop!] Greg... What a surprise.
[Inside Vidalia's home]
Vidalia: (Vidalia tries to feed Baby Sour Cream) Ready to eat? You're gonna love these mushed up carrots! (She takes out a spoon full of it.)
(Sour Cream pats his booster seat's table.)
Vidialia: Ooh! Someone's excited! (Brings the spoon closer to Sour Cream) Get ready.
(Sour Cream pretends to try to eat it then denies.)
Vidalia: Oh, you're too cool for mushed up carrots?
Sour Cream: Meh.
Greg: (Walks in the kitchen) I'm hungry for babies! [Chuckles]
Vidalia: Hey, I'm trying to negotiate here.
Greg: (Takes a bowl, milk, and cereal) Ooh! You got the good stuff. (Pours milk on the cereal.)
Vidalia: Doesn't your magical girlfriend know how to cook?
Greg: Nah, Rose doesn't really need to eat, but I do.
Vidalia: Hmm. So have you done anything lately -- besides worship everything she does?
Greg: I've been working on some songs for my new album. [Munches]
Vidalia: Oh, the same new album you've been working on for six months?
Greg: Yep! (Greg starts eating cereal.)
Vidalia: Oh, That's good.
Greg: How's baby life?
Vidalia: How does it look? (Sour Cream throws the carrot much on Vidalia's face.)
Greg: Hard. Mind if I bum around here for the day?
Vidalia: No more than usual. Man, you're really selling me on that cereal, Universe.
Greg: (Walks to the T.V lounge while eating the cereal) It's so good!
Vidalia: (Gets a bowl and the cereal bowl, rotates the box only to find a pile of dust) Come to mama. [Coughing] Thanks for leaving me all the cereal dust, Greg!
Greg: No problem!
Vidalia: Ugh! What am I supposed to eat now?
Sour Cream: (Pretends to eat the mush) Mmm!
Vidalia: Oh, good idea, Sour Cream!
Announcer (T.V): Coming this fall --
[ Doorbell rings ] He's a little butler with a big attitude.
[Laughs]
Greg: (Greg spills the milk all over himself.) Vidalia, have you seen this com--
Vidalia: Whoa! My couch!
Greg: [Laughs] Whoops! I guess I made a mess, huh?
[Inside Vidalia's laundry room.]
Vidalia: [Washer rumbling] Uhp-uhp! Take it off.
Greg: Oh, yeah, sorry. (Takes off his shirt and passes it to Vidalia.)
Greg: (Notices Vidalia's outfit) Whoa, that's a look. Where'd you get that shirt?
Vidalia: T-shirt shop.
Greg: You bought that?
Vidalia: No, it's my uniform. I work there starting today.
Greg: You sold out, V.
Vidalia: Got to grow up sometime.
[Telephone rings]
Vidalia: Hello? [Door closes] Uh-huh. Wait, what do you mean you can't come? Death in the family? Wait, a hamster doesn't count! You can't do this to me! Look, I -- I really need -- (Caller hangs up) Hey! Hello? Aaaah! Lousy 12-year-old!
Greg: What happened?
Vidalia: Listen, Greg, my babysitter cancelled. I need you to watch Sour Cream for me while I'm at work. Can you do it?
Greg: Oh, yeah. Why not? I'm not doing anything. I think.
Vidalia: Trust me, you're not.
[Outside Vidalia's home]
Vidalia: Okay, don't forget, diaper bag's over there, snacks are over there. Emergency number's on the fridge.
Vidalia: (Comes closer to Greg in-order to intimidate him) And if anything bad happens to my kid, you better pray your space goddess' magic can bring people back from the dead, because I will destroy you.
Greg: Have fun at work. So, how about it, Sour Cream, you ready to spend the day with your rad Unkie Greg?
Sour Cream: Meh.
Greg: You really are Vidalia's son, aren't you?
[At the beach]
Greg: (Applies sunscreen on Sour Cream) There you go. Okay. Baby Sour Cream, meet sun screen. Oh, can't forget these!
Sour Cream: [Laughs]
Greg: You're one cool baby!
Rose: (Rose descends from the sky) Hi, Greg!
Greg: Hi, Rose.
Rose: Greg! Where did you get this mini human from?
Greg: Oh, this is Sour Cream.
Rose: (Filled with wonder) Did you make him?
Greg: Wh-what? [Laughs] No. I'm just babysitting for Vidalia.
Rose: Hi, Sour Cream. I'm Rose.
Greg: Hey, let's show this baby how to beach it.
Rose: Yeah!
Greg: (Rose and Greg run towards the sea) Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Yee-haw!
[Both start laughing.]
Greg: That feels great! Hey, Sour Cream, look at me. [Laughs] I'm a sand man! [Laughs again] [Spits sand] [Chuckles.] I guess he just likes siting on this blanket. (Sour Cream nodes.)
Rose: You wouldn't believe how long it took me to figure out that this and you are the same thing.
Greg: What do you mean?
Rose: You're both human. You have to admit, it's a little confusing. You're big and can talk, and he's small and can only make noises. How was I supposed to know you were the same species?
Greg: [Laughs] What?
Rose: I know, it's silly. But then I started to notice that you grow.
Greg: Well, can't play guitar with little baby hands. (Sour Cream holds Greg's finger.)
Rose: [Laughs] When a gem is made, it's for a reason. They burst out of the ground already knowing what they're supposed to be, and then... that's what they are. Forever. But you, you're supposed to change. You're never the same even moment to moment -- you're allowed and expected to invent who you are. What an incredible power -- the ability to "grow up."
Greg: Wow. Those would make some pretty good lyrics. Hold on. Watch Sour Cream a second. I got to write this down!
Greg: (Greg returns holding a guitar) All right, what were you saying? Something really profound, yet relatable? [Guitar thuds, twangs.] Oh, my gosh! Vidalia is gonna destroy me!
(Greg runs in search of Rose and Sour Cream.)
Greg: Sour Cream! Rose!
[Boardwalk]
Greg: Where are you guys?! [Panting] (Arrives at a trash where a seagull sits) Rose! [ Seagull screeches ] Hyah! (Shouts into the trash can) Sour cream?! (Greg looks in hopes they're up there) Are y'all up there?!
[Arcade Mania]
Greg: ( He shouts While playing a game called "Potato Bros.") Sour Cream!
[ [[[Beach City Funland]] ]
Greg: (Runs under the sign) Rose cream! Rose?!
Rose: Greg.
Greg: (Out of relief) Rose!
Rose: Wow, you look tired.
Greg: Thank goodness I found the both (Realizes Sour Cream isn't with Rose)-- Where's Sour Cream?! I thought you were gonna watch him for me!
Rose: Oh, I watched him. (Rose points to a ferris wheel cart) I watched him climb all the way... up there.
Greg: EEEEEEEUUUUGH!
Rose: Isn't this exciting? This'll be a formative experience for him.
Greg: Well, not if he falls! Come on! (Pulls Rose with him.)
Rose: Okay.
Greg: I'll try and get him down.
(Greg starts climbing the ferris wheel in-order to save Sour Cream.)
Greg: [Grunting] Phew. [Grunts] Hey, Baby Cream, stay right there. (Greg grabs Sour Cream) Whew. (Impressed with Sour Cream)How can you be so calm right now? (Greg tries to figure out a way to get down but starts losing his grip) Uh... How do I get... Mmmmmmmmm! (Calls out for Rose) Rose! Help me out! (Greg guides Rose how to start the Ferris Wheel but fails) Are those the controls over there?
Rose: Right, yes. Hold on.
Greg: I think you got to pull one of those levers!
(Rose pulls the only lever)
Rose: This one?
Greg: (The ferris wheel starts rotating) Whoa! It's, uh, going a little too fast. (Strenghtens his grip) Hold on, Sour Cream. Whoa! Rose, get me off this crazy thing!
Rose: [Grunts]
Rose: (Out of anger, she breaks the controls with her fist) Ugh! Leave Greg a-LONE!
(The ferriswheel suddenly speeds up, Greg screams. Rose suddenly comes and uses her strenght to suddenly stop the ferriswheel from rotating, but in term, Greg and Sour Cream were propelled towards the sky.)
Greg: No-o-o-o-o-o!
Rose: Greg!
[ Growls ] Hup!
(Rose rips out a ferrish cart and jumps after them.)
Greg: Aaaah! Oof!
(Rose catches Greg using the cart as a trolley)
Rose: Greg.
Greg: (Wakes up and checks) Sour Cream! Whew! He's safe.
Sour Cream: [Grunts]
Greg: Why did you let him climb that thing?
Rose: He wanted to.
Greg: Well, Rose, you can't just let him do whatever he wants.
Rose: But you do whatever you want, and you're fine.
Greg: Yeah, but I'm not a baby. I don't need someone to save me when I climb on to a Ferris wheel and... Oh, man. I am a baby.
Rose: Do you want to get down?
Greg: Yeah.
[Vidalia's home]
Vidalia: Aw, look at you. Did you have fun with Greg, Sour Cream?
Greg: Oh, yeah. Nothing but safe wholesome fun with Unkie Greg. [Chuckles] Listen, Vidalia, um, thanks for the food and everything else. Today has been quite a journey.
Vidalia: Okay? Your shirt's clean. You want it back, or are you just gonna go for a topless stroll?
Greg: Hey, we all got to grow up sometime, right?
Vidalia: That's not really relevant to my question.
(Greg walks away, humming, he finds a car wash with a sign saying "Help needed." He takes the job.)
(Greg starts his job, wearing their uniform, while singing a car wash version of Let me drive my van into your heart)
Greg: I know I'm not that tall. I know I'm not that smart. Let me drive my van into your wash. Let me drive my van into your wash.
[Back to the Present]
Steven: Wow. And you've worked here ever since.
Greg: That's right.
Greg: You know, people grow, whether they want to or not. But growing up is something you got to decide to do.
Steven: Hey, what ever happened to Baby Sour Cream?
Greg: No one knows.
Sour Cream: (Comes from the back) Meh.
[Star iris closes on Sour Cream.]
[Episode ends]