The episode starts off with the Robinsons relaxing in their garden. Mr. Robinson is mowing the lawn, but cuts a blade of grass too short, and he complains about the rest of the grass being slightly taller. Gumball and Darwin blow through the Robinson's fence, and offer to cut the rest of the lawn. Mr. Robinson tries to object, but the boys trim it anyway. However, the same blade of grass is cut too short again, and Gumball pulls on it. This somehow destroys the Robinson's lawn and fence, and Mr. Robinson starts yelling at the boys. But Mr. Robinson's anger is too much and it causes a rip on his head, making him lose a lot of stuffing and collapse face first on his ruined garden.
As an ambulance arrives to take Mr. Robinson to the hospital, the paramedic asks Mrs. Robinson if there is anyone to donate stuffing for her husband's transfusion. Due to Mrs. Robinson's language barrier, Gumball and Darwin answers that their son Rocky can help, but Mr. Robinson momentarily regains consciousness to yell that he refuses to receive help from his disgraceful son before collapsing again. The boys still make up their mind to save Mr. Robinson.
Gumball and Darwin try breaking the news to Rocky at school by hiding a note in a brownie, which accidentally makes him choke. The trio then discuss that in order for Rocky to save his dad, he has to get a real office job. The group meets in Gumball's bedroom to find Rocky an office job, but all Internet search results point to Chanax Inc. After a short résumé and spraying a business suit on Rocky, they are ready to give the interview to Chanax. Gumball gives Rocky a walkie-talkie if his nervousness gets the better of him. During the interview, Newspaper employee was skeptical of Rocky's résumé, but nonetheless hires him, who has to sign a contract, give away his hope and dreams, and exhale into a bottle for Mr. Chanax.
Gumball and Darwin then visit Mr. Robinson in the hospital, but his wife was nowhere to be seen (partying with a bunch of sailors at the beach). They tell him that Rocky has got a job so that he can be proud of him. Mr. Robinson is happy to hear of his son's maturity and tries to shed a tear but fails. Unfortunately Rocky is swamped in work that he can't come to donate stuffing. The two say that they will stay with Mr. Robinson day and night until Rocky's arrival but the thought of having the two boys torment him is enough to cause Mr. Robinson to lose more stuffing, making him resemble an empty sausage. With so much stuffing lost, Mr. Robinson doesn't have much time left, causing the boys to hurry back to retrieve Rocky.
At the Chanax Inc. Headquarters, Gumball and Darwin tells Rocky of his father's condition and pleaded with him to come with them immediately, but Rocky did not heard him, and an office employee tells them that Chanax owns Rocky's spirit when he signed the contract and that leaving is impossible given that he himself has been stuck here for 47 years straight, missing all his moments in life. Regardless, the boys decide that the best way to free Rocky is to rip his contract. After navigating through the dangerous maze of the archive department, overcoming massive stacks of paperwork, and getting past the secretary, the trio manages to reach the elevator to the head office of Mr. Chanax.
However, they only meet the Newspaper employee who then reveals his boss Mr. Chanax by uncrumbling himself. The CEO of Chanax Inc. gloats that Rocky belongs to him and began to exert his control over Rocky by humiliating him. The boys then tell him that they are here to free Rocky's spirit, but Mr. Chanax will have nothing of it as they now know his secret and tries to exert control on them, but forgets the fact that only he can control those who signed his contract. Desperate, he warns them that he will drink Rocky's spirit in the bottle, but Gumball says that it is just a bottle of breath air and rips Rocky's and all of Soulless Office Workers' contract. Defeated, Mr. Chanax crumples back into a ball and Newspaper Employee (free from the control of Mr. Chanax) collapses to his death and every employee regains their sprit, including Rocky. With the deed done, the three hurry to the hospital while the employees heard the news that the Goblin assistant of Mr. Chanax has been promoted to CEO by the shareholders due to Mr. Chanax's "retirement" and told them to get back to work, earning a groan from everyone in the building.
At the hospital, Mr. Robinson groggily wakes up from his stuffing transfusion, which was a success thanks to Rocky's rather large donation. He says to his son that he and Margaret are proud of him, with his wife immediately arrived without him noticing her hiding a wedding veil and shooing her would be rebound husband. Rocky, however reasons with his dad that he cannot live to be like his father and decides to return to his janitor job. Though Mr. Robinson says that he understands, on the inside he was raging up a storm and the heart monitor tied to him was overloading. Gumball asked him "are you really sure cause it looks like your about to..." but was unable to finish, as the heart monitor exploded.
Gumball's facepalm is a direct reference to the popular "extreme facepalm" meme.
When Gumball, Darwin, and Rocky entered the room with the giant stacks of paper it might be a reference to the "Symmetrical Book Stacking" from Ghostbusters.
When Gumball, Darwin, and Rocky were in the room where the filing cabinets were moving and the spooky voice calling to them might be a reference to the game Batman: Arkham Asylum when Batman was in the morgue and the same thing happened to him.
The camera Darwin uses to take a picture of Rocky for his resume looks similar to the old Instagram logo.
After Darwin screams over the skeleton, Rocky's eyebrows go missing for a few seconds.
In the room with the towers of paperwork, Gumball yells and slams the door, but explains soon after that any loud noise would cause them to be buried under the paperwork.
When Mr. Chanax is interviewing Rocky, the word "operating" on the plaque is misspelled "operationg."
[Episode starts with Mr. Robinson mowing the grass.]
Mr. Robinson: Ahhh... Perfect.
Mrs. Robinson: Meh-Meh.
Mr. Robinson: Hmm?
[Mr. Robinson notices the grass.]
Mr. Robinson: It's just a little mistake, Margaret. Everyone makes mistakes. [whispers] Our marriage is a permanent reminder of that.
[Mr. Robinson mows the grass again.]
Mr. Robinson: There. Now it is truly perfect.
Mrs. Robinson: Meh-meh.
[Mr. Robinson notices the grass again.]
Mr. Robinson: [Grunts] Now all the other grass is too long!
[Mr. Robinson pulls a blade of grass. Then the other grass shrinks, and Mr. Robinson gets angry and smashes the lawn mower in anger.]
Mrs. Robinson: Meh-meh.
Mr. Robinson: IT'S NOT MY FAULT, AND I'AM NOT A BALD PURPLE THUMB SHAPED... [whispers to Mrs. Robinson] Sorry, what does "meh-meh" mean again?
Mrs. Robinson: Meh-meh.
Mr. Robinson: I'AM NOT A BALD PURPLE THUMB SHAPED TEABAG WITH AN EGGPLANT NOSE, AND I REFUSE TO MOW THIS LAWN AGAIN!!!
[Gumball and Darwin smash through the fence.]
Gumball and Darwin: [Joyfully] WE'LL DO IT!
Mr. Robinson: No, I'm having a nice relaxing morning with my wife, and I don't need-Ah!
[Gumball and Darwin mow the lawn energetically. Then after sow seconds, they finish.]
Gumball: [Whispers to Darwin] You got something in your teeth.
Darwin: [Spits out a gnome]
Mrs. Robinson: Meh-meh.
Mr. Robinson: [Noticing the grass again] Huh?
Gumball: Don't worry! I got this.
[He pulls the blade of grass again and everything in Mr Robinsion's garden including the fence collapses.]
Mr. Robinson: WHY, YOU GOSH-DARNED PAIR I OUTTA...
[Suddenly Mr. Robinson's stuffing pops out of his head.]
Mr. Robinson: I think I need to lie down... on my face. [He passes out.]
[Ambulance siren sounds. Cut to Mr. Robinson being taken into an ambulance.]
Bandage Nurse: Madame, your husband's anger levels have caused him to lose a lot of stuffing. He's gonna need a transfusion. Does he have any direct family member we could ask?
Mrs. Robinson: [Says nothing but mehs]
Bandage Nurse: Hm. Yep. Hm. Alright. Well, that made no sense. Does anyone here talk with words?
Darwin: You could ask his son, Rocky. He's a janitor, at our school.
[Mr. Robinson wakes up on the stretcher.]
Mr. Robinson: I want nothing for that loser! He's an embarrassment to the Robinson name! I'd rather get stuffing from a turkey! Aaaaghhh! [Passes out again]
Mrs. Robinson: [Walks over to husband] Meh...meh.
Gumball: Don't worry, Mrs. Robinson. We'll get Rocky, and save your husband!
Mrs. Robinson: [Steals Mr. Robinson's wallet] Meh?
Gumball: [Sighs then whispers] Nice.
[Gumball and Darwin watch Rocky in the hallway.]
Darwin: What's the best way to break bad news to someone?
Gumball: Oh, I know! With a song! [Dances and sings] ♪ Hey Rocky, we got some awful news! Your dad is sick 'cos we made him blow a fuse! Yeah! ♪♪ You got a better idea?
Darwin: No, I got a much better idea. We just need to sweeten the news a little bit.
[Cut to Gumball holding a brownie.]
Rocky: Ah! Brownie! Sweet! [Eats the brownie but suddenly chocks on it and after collapsing spits out a message which says "YoUR DAD iS iLL"]
The Janitor's Closet
Rocky: Oh. Man, this is pretty hard to digest.
Gumball: Too much butter?
Rocky: I meant the news about my dad.
Gumball: You have to go to the hospital, man. He needs you.
Rocky: I don't know. I've always been such a disappointment to him.
Darwin: Has he ever actually said that to you?
Rocky: More times than I count on my hands. [Counts on his puppet hands] So at least five. He thinks I'm an immature deadbeat who never left school, refuses to get a decent job, and dresses like a Canadian.
Darwin: Well, are you?
Gumball: Well, we've got some news for you. You're gonna man up, wear a suit and tie, and get an office job!
Rocky: An office job!? [Panics][Faints]
Gumball: Heh. At least you get a brownie. [Throws brownie into Rocky's gaping mouth]
At The Watterson's Home
[Gumball searches in the internet.]
Gumball: Office jobs…
[Internet instantly chimes in with "-work at chanax inc" all over the search results.]
Darwin: All the options say "work at chanax."
Rocky: CHANAX?!! They're the worst corporation on Earth! They pollute, they cut down the rain forests, their boss invented boy bands...THEY'RE PURE EVIL!
Gumball: They also invented cheese puffs.
Rocky: Hmm. Necessary evil, I guess.
Darwin: Chanax it is then!
Gumball: Lets start with your resume. What do you do at work?
Rocky: I work real hard! To do as little as possible...
Gumball: Right. I'm gonna write that you're goal-oriented. [Types] Okay, what else?
Rocky: To be honest, I just lie down a lot.
Gumball: [Types] Lateral problem solver.
Rocky: Ah! I can whistle with my butt! [Whistles Star-Spangled Banner with butt]
Gumball and Darwin: [Gape]
Gumball: … [Types] Has a valid driver's license.
Darwin: Now we just need a photo of you in a sharp suit, and tie.
Rocky: I don't have a suit.
Darwin: Don't worry. We've got it covered. [Takes out spray can]
[Cuts to Darwin photographing Rocky in a suit with tie.]
[It is revealed that the suit and tie are spray painted on Rocky's body.]
Rocky: [Squirms] I'm so uncomfortable in this monkey suit.
Gumball: Dude, it's sprayed on to your birthday suit.
Rocky: [Grunts][Grabs his photo]
[He walks away, revealing that his back is not sprayed on.]
Darwin: Is that gonna be a problem?
Gumball: Nah. An office job is like a mullet: work at the front, party at the back!
At Chanax Inc.
[In the waiting room, Rocky shakes nervously.]
Gumball: Dude, chill out! Here [Hands radio to Rocky], take this. I'll deal with the answers. All you'll have to do during the interview is move your mouth when you hear my voice.
[A clipboard man emerges from a door.]
Clipboard Man: Rockwell Robinson? We're ready for you now.
[Rocky gets up, and reaches the ceiling. He is wearing shoes with very high heels.]
Rocky: Are you sure about the shoes?
Darwin: Yeah, man! The height makes you look powerful.
Gumball: Go make your dad proud!
[Rocky walks into the door with confidence, but hits the door frame.]
Rocky: Ow! [Rubs head][Walks in]
Newspaper Employee: [Inspects papers] Well, Mr. Robinson, your resume is three sentences long, and every letter is in a different color. Perhaps you might like to add something?
Newspaper Employee: Now. I feel obliged to ask, how do you range your communication skills?
Rocky: [Opens mouth]
Gumball (through radio): …
[Outside, Gumball takes out the batteries of his radio. Darwin tries to open a pack of batteries.]
Gumball: Dude! The batteries are dead! Give me the new ones!
Darwin: [Bites battery pack] I'm can't open- [Teeth pop out]
Gumball: Rocky, try to stall him!
[They try to tear the pack open. Then they hear Rocky whistling the same song earlier with his butt. Gumball facepalms repeatedly, until his hand goes through his face. Inside, the newspaper employee stares for a while.]
Newspaper Employee: Well, I think you'll fit right in!
Newspaper Employee: Yes. You're just the kind of employee Mr. Chanax is looking for: young, fresh and gullible. Here's your contract.
[A goblin, dressed in a suit and tie pops out of thin air, and hands a contract (and pen) to Rocky.]
Rocky: Uh…it says here that I'm signing away my hopes, and dreams?
Newspaper Employee: Oh, that's just paper. [Laughs]
[They stop laughing, but the laughter is continued by an ominous voice in the building.]
Rocky: Who's that?
Newspaper Employee: Ha ha! Just my stomach grumbling.
Voice: Sign it, you fool!
[Rocky signs the contract anxiously.]
Goblin: [Holds out jar] Breathe out.
Newspaper Employee: Ha ha! It's just a formality.
[Rocky breathes into the jar, and the goblin disappears. He appears agin, grabs Rocky's contract, and disappears. He appears once more, and places an ID card on Rocky.]
Newspaper Employee: Welcome to Chanax…Mr. Robinson.
At Elmore Hospital
[Mr. Robinson stirs from his sleep.]
Mr. Robinson: Uh…Doctor, I can't breathe…
[Gumball and Darwin are on top of him.]
Mr. Robinson: Ah! What're you doing here?! Margaret, get them off of me! Margaret?
[In the beach, Margaret is dancing with some sailors.]
Gumball: [Strokes Mr. Robinson's nose] We came to say that Rocky can help you with your transfusion.
Mr. Robinson: I don't want to see that loser!
Gumball: But he's got a serious job now with a suit, and tie. They even call him Mr. Robinson.
Mr. Robinson: Really? How's he doing?
[At Chanax Incorporated, Rocky types frantically. His pupils are gone.]
[Back at Elmore Hospital…]
Gumball: ...kinda soulless actually.
Mr. Robinson: Ah, my Rocky...finally became a man. [Grunts][Strains]
Darwin: Mr. Robinson! What's wrong?
Mr. Robinson: I was trying to shed a tear of happiness, but I think my heart's too dry.
Gumball: But the only problem is he's so busy now that he can't come right away.
Darwin: But don't worry! We'll take care of you until he arrives. Day and night!
Mr. Robinson: [Strains]
Gumball: What's wrong?
[At this, Mr. Robinson is so shocked that his nose bursts open, and more stuffing pours out.]
Gumball: Ah! We need to call the doctor!
Darwin: Which one is it?!
Gumball: I don't know! Try them all!
[On a machine, Darwin presses all the buttons. The buttons all move Mr. Robinson's bed, tossing, flinging, and flipping him up.]
Bandaid Nurse: [Rushes in] What has happened to this man?! He looks like an empty sausage! He needs a stuffing transfusion, stat!
Back at Chanax
Gumball: Rocky, quick! Your dad needs a "stating stanfusion, trat"!
Soulless Office Worker: Oh, he can't leave. He signed a contract. Mr. Chanax owns his spirit now.
Gumball: Come on, man. It' just a job.
Soulless Office Worker: [Endlessly typing] Kid, they kept me here 47 years straight. I missed my own wedding, my kids growing up, even my own retirement.
Gumball: Rocky, we helped you find this job; now we're gonna help you lose it!
Soulless Office Worker: Nah, you can't get fired; it's too much paperwork.
Gumball: Well, this is what I think of your paperwork!
[He tries to take Rocky's typewriter away, but it is stuck on the desk. Darwin takes down a pile of paperwork.]
Gumball: Thanks. Come on Rocky! We're getting your spirit back!
[Back at the hospital, Mr. Robinson is struggling.]
Mr. Robinson: [Coughs][Weakly] Rocky…
[At Chanax Incorporated, Gumball and Darwin run while pulling Rocky's soulless body through the building.]
Darwin: How are we gonna get his spirit back?
Gumball: We need to get into the boss' office, and get him out of his contract!
[They stop by a building map.]
Gumball: All we have to do is to go through the accounting department, then the archive department, then the secretary's desk, then the-
[Voices from the cabinets around interrupt him.]
Cabinet Voice: [Whispering] What about your Christmas bonus? What about your dental plan? What about a raise??
Rocky: Yeah...what about a raise?
Darwin: We need to run! THIS PLACE IS EVIL!
[They run through the walls of cabinets that are closing in on them. They manage to reach the door before they were crushed.]
Cabinet Voice: [Whispering] What about a promotion???
Gumball: [Echoing] NO!!!!![Slams door shut]
[ They enter a room full of paperwork. Stacks of documents stretch up to the unseen ceiling.]
Gumball: Sh! One loud noise, and we'll all end up under an avalanche of paperwork.
[They walk through the paper. Rocky begins to sink into it.]
Gumball: [Quietly] Come on, man! We're nearly there.
Rocky: [Mutters] So warm, it's like it's just been Xeroxed...! [Sinks into paperwork]
Gumball: [Quietly] Rocky, no! Darwin, help!
Darwin: It's okay! I got his other hand.
Gumball: Wait, what? [Pulls out Rocky]
[Confused, Darwin pulls what he grabbed and sees the skeletal remains of an employee.]
Gumball: No, don't!
[Darwin screams aloud, and the stacks of paper fall down. They retrieve Rocky, and run towards the next door. Just as they are buried, Gumball opens the door and they slide into the secretary's desk. Gumball and Darwin get up, and dust themselves.]
Secretary: Good afternoon! Do you have an appointment?
Gumball: No. But we can wait.
Secretary: Oh, I'm afraid that's gonna have to wait after lunch. [Monster voice]MY LUNCH!!!!
[The secretary reveals herself to be a monster.]
Gumball: AH-A! Maybe we'll come back another day.
[She jumps on them anyway. But she misses, and crashes through the window, and out of the building. Gumball looks down at wherever she fell on.]
Gumball: [Inhales] Feels like I should say something clever, but I got nothing.
[The scene cuts to them waiting in the elevator.]
Darwin: Look's like she found us a window.
[They come out, and walk to the newspaper employee at the boss' desk.]
Newspaper Employee: You were the first people to ever make it to this office. Congratulations.
Gumball: Where's Mr. Chanax?!
Voice: [Monster voice] Let them see me!
Newspaper Employee: Yes...master.
[He unfolds himself, and reveals a face inside of him which belongs to Mr. Chanax.]
Mr. Chanax: I am Mr. Chanax! I believe this is what you came for? [Takes out the jar from earlier][Takes off the cap and inhale the air inside] That's right! I feed on the spirits of my employees. [Gesturing to Rocky]Kneel before your master!
[Mr. Chanax laughs. He manipulates Rocky like a puppet.]
Mr. Chanax: That's right! Dance, my little puppet. [Laughs]
Gumball: [Stops Rocky] Enough! Let him go!
Mr. Chanax: Oh, but I'm afraid no one can leave...not now that you've discovered my secret! [Gestures to Gumball and Darwin]
Mr. Chanax: Yah! [Gestures to Gumball and Darwin some more; still nothing.] What? Why isn't this working?
Gumball: Because your power only works on people who signed a contract.
Darwin: Yeah. That means nothing to us, man.
Gumball: [Grabs contract] This contract is just like you: it's only paper!
Mr. Chanax: Put that down! Or I'll...I'll drink his spirit! [Grabs jar]
Gumball: That's not his spirit, man. It's just a jar full of old breath. [Rips contract]
Mr. Chanax: Nooooo![Shrivels]
[Mr. Chanax crumples once more into an unconscious newspaper employee. The employee gasps a final time before collapsing. Then the soulless office workers stop working, and regain their souls.]
Darwin: No time to explain! We're going to the hospital!
[They get in the elevator. Then the goblin appears, and announces to the workers.]
Goblin: Dear employees, after 400 years in the business, Mr. Chanax has decided to pursue new goals, and spend more time with his family. The shareholders have named me as his replacement. Thank you very much. NOW GET BACK TO WORK, SLAVES!
[The workers groan.]
Back At The Hospital
[Mr. Robinson groggily wakes up, and sees a Bandaid doctor.]
Bandaid Nurse: It's a brave boy you got there, Mr. Robinson. He gave a lot.
[Mr. Robinson looks at his side, and sees his son.]
Rocky: [Weakly] It was nothing.
[He lies down, revealing he is flat from having so much stuffing removed from him.]
Mr. Robinson: You've made your parents proud, son. Isn't that right, Margaret?
[Margaret runs by his side, dressed in a wedding dress. She hid it quickly as he smiles at her husband. At the door, a sailor dressed as a groom sadly leaves her.]
Rocky: Dad, I love you. But I can't be like you. I'm sorry, but I'm going back to my old life. [Rips off part of "suit"] Ah!! I forgot this was sprayed on...
[Mr. Robinson's heart rate speeds up, but he remains calm and happy.]
Mr. Robinson: It's okay son. I understand.
Rocky: You do?
[Mr. Robinson's heart rate speeds up more.]
Mr. Robinson: Yes.
Gumball: Are you sure? 'Cause…
Mr. Robinson: Yes.[Twitches]
Gumball: Are you really sure? Because it looks like you're about to-
[The heart monitor explodes, and the episode ends.]