Transcripts/The Perfect Pear


 * [ponies chattering]
 * Apple Bloom: Hmmm.
 * [ponies continue chattering]
 * Apple Bloom: [gasps] Thank you! You must be new. I'm Apple Bloom.
 * Grand Pear: I'm Grand Pear.
 * Apple Bloom: Welcome to Ponyville!
 * Goldengrape: [scoffs] You mean welcome back to Ponyville. Grand Pear was originally from here before he opened his famous pear jam store in Vanhoover.
 * Apple Bloom: Really? Why'd ya move back?
 * Grand Pear: I, uh... [smacks lips] Well, I needed a change of pace.
 * Apple Bloom: Huh. [chomps] This is delicious! [chomps] I can't believe I've gone my whole life without ever havin' this.
 * Grand Pear: Glad you like it.
 * Apple Bloom: How much?
 * Grand Pear: Nah.
 * Apple Bloom: Wow! Thanks, Mr. Grand Pear, sir! It was real nice meetin' you!
 * [ponies continue chattering]


 * [door opens]
 * Applejack: Glad you're back, sugarcube. Just in time for breakfast for dinner.
 * Apple Bloom: I got the perfect topper for flapjacks at the market today.
 * Applejack: [gasps] Pear jam?! What were you thinkin'?!
 * [distant door closing]
 * Applejack: Quick! Hide it!
 * [wood breaking]
 * Apple Bloom: Huh?




 * Apple Bloom: What's the big deal? It's just pear jam.
 * Applejack: The big deal is that there is a long-standing feud between the Apples and the Pears!
 * Big McIntosh: Eeyup!
 * Apple Bloom: Why?
 * Applejack: Why?! ...Well, uh, a-actually, I-I'm-I'm not really sure. You have any idea, Big Mac?
 * Big McIntosh: Uhhh... nope.
 * Apple Bloom: Then I guess we should ask Granny?
 * Granny Smith: Ask me what?
 * [dirt shuffling]
 * [thud]
 * Applejack: Uh, what goes better with apple fritter flapjacks – caramel syrup or praline!
 * Granny Smith: [blows raspberry] Praline.
 * [clatter]
 * Granny Smith: [sniffs] Oh-ho-ho, that smells great, Applejack. I'ma go wash up for supper. Be right back.
 * [door closes]
 * Applejack, Apple Bloom, and Big McIntosh: [sighs]
 * Applejack: Listen, sugarcube. Anytime Big Mac and I ever asked Granny about the feud or the Pears, she'd get so upset she couldn't talk. Best not bring it up.
 * Apple Bloom: O-Okay, but that Grand Pear was really nice to me, even though I'm an Apple. I wonder what happened.
 * Applejack: Me, too. But if we can't ask Granny, I don't know who— We can ask Goldie Delicious! If anypony knows about the feud, it's the family historian!
 * Apple Bloom: I'm in! What do you say, Big Mac? Siblin' trip first thing tomorrow?
 * Big McIntosh: Eeyup!


 * [knock, knock]
 * [cat yowls]
 * [crash!]
 * [cats meowing]
 * Goldie Delicious: Now, that's how you make an entrance! Or is it an exit? [laughs] Well, anyway, it's so wonderful to see you three. To what do I owe the pleasure?
 * Applejack: Well, Goldie, we were hopin' you could tell us about the, uh... feud with the Apples and the Pears.
 * Goldie Delicious: Oh. Oh, dear. Well, does Granny Smith know you're here?
 * Apple Bloom: No, ma'am. But I ran into Grand Pear yesterday, and he was real nice. Maybe the feud was a misunderstandin' or somethin', and we can fix it?
 * Goldie Delicious: Oh, well, I don't know about that, little one. But if it's a story you're after, I suppose you have a right to know. Now, let's see, I got a stack of books here someplace... Oh! Apple Family History, Volume 137! Hmm, hmm... Here we are. "Feud with the Bears". I mean, "Pears". My eyes ain't what they used to be. A long time ago, Sweet Apple Acres wasn't the only farm in Ponyville. In fact, there was another one just right next door.


 * Young Granny Smith: Come and get your apples! Nothin' sweeter than bitin' into a crisp apple on a beautiful fall day!
 * Young Grand Pear: Unless, of course...
 * [ponies gasp]
 * Young Grand Pear: ...you could bite into a juicy pear.
 * Young Granny Smith: [scoffs] Please. Pears are just what happens when you ain't no good at farmin' apples.
 * Young Grand Pear: Pears are nature's candy. Apples are sour. Like the expression on your face right now. [chuckles impishly]
 * Goldie Delicious: [voiceover] And so it went. Granny and Grand Pear were always at each other on who was the best farmer or who took better care of their trees. If Granny read to her trees at night...
 * Young Granny Smith: [reading] "And then, the little tree reached his branches up to the moon, and the moon said, 'Good night.'"
 * Goldie Delicious: [voiceover] ...why, then Grand Pear had special blankets made for his trees so they wouldn't get cold.
 * Young Grand Pear: Good night, trees. [kisses] I've got you covered. Mm-hmm.
 * Young Granny Smith: [growls]
 * [book thuds]


 * [Apple family ponies grunting]
 * Goldie Delicious: [voiceover] In fact, all the Apples and the Pears were rivals to the core! The only Apple and Pear who ever got along were Bright McIntosh and Pear Butter.
 * Young Bright McIntosh: [whispering] Pssst! I'm not supposed to talk to you.
 * Young Pear Butter: [whispering] I'm not supposed to talk to you either.
 * Young Bright McIntosh: [whispering] My mom says if you hold a buttercup under your chin, it'll make your chin glow. But it doesn't work on me. See?
 * Young Pear Butter: [whispering] Does it work on me?
 * [heart beating]
 * Young Bright McIntosh: It sure does, Buttercup.
 * Young Pear Butter: Buttercup. I like that name.
 * Applejack: [voiceover] Wait an apple-pickin' minute!


 * Applejack: Bright Mac and Buttercup? Those are our parents' names!
 * Goldie Delicious: Of course Buttercup was just a nickname your father gave your mother. Pear Butter – well, that was her given name.
 * Applejack: Are you sayin' our mother was a... Pear?!
 * Apple Bloom and Big McIntosh: [deep gasp]