Ugly mountains, ugly trees,
ugly bear. Get out of the way! Argh! (MOANING) Stay there, bear. Huh?
Now the clouds are moving. Nature is all wrong! Argh! (HUMMING) (GASPS) What the… JACK: Dumb trees
and their dumb colors. And the gloves come off. (HUMMING) -Hey, Jack.
-Hey! Can’t you see? I’m attempting the most
important part of fine art,
the signature. Ha-ha! I don’t know, Jack. Seems like there’s
more to it than that. No. Without a signature
the art is only half art. -A what?
-Half art. Half art! Sounds like a lot
of hot air to me. Okay, Grandma Moses.
Whatever you say. No. I’m Jack the painter. Now go! I would, but I believe I have
some of your handiwork here. Hmm? (LAUGHS)
Well, let me sign it for you. Ooh, I forgot to dot the eyes. (LAUGHS) You can have that one
for free. Well, fight war paint
with war paint, I always say. Say, Jack. You’re pretty good. Ah, but you got it all wrong. I took some
art classes at the Y. So, you gotta put some
core shadows over here, some highlights
over there, and… Voila! And you can have
that one for free. -(GROWLS)
-Paint’s a little thin
with that one. -JACK: Argh!
-Yipes! (GROWLING) You gotta do better than that. Ha! We could do this all day. Hmm? Uh… (SCREAMING) (THUDDING) JACK: Aren’t you that
bear I hit with a rock? -(SCREAMING)
-(BEAR GROWLING) (PANTING) Good evening, sir. Do you have a reservation? Don’t you know who I am? I’m Jack the painter! Oh, let’s see, then. Jack… -Jack in the box?
-No. -Jack and the bean stalk?
-No! -I see Jack here…
-(GROWLING) No. It’s Jack the painter. Why don’t you look harder? Oh, ah, here it is. We have a wonderful
table for you, sir. Right this way. Give me that! (GRUNTS) -(BEAR GROWLING)
-(JACK SCREAMING) Woo-hoo-hoo! Argh! Whoa! Mommy! (SCREAMS)