Louds never quit! [clearing throat]
Can you keep it down? We're watching TV. Here we are. Hazeltucky's finest
party supply store. Wait here.
I'll make sure they're open. Uh, I see customers inside. [gasping]
Those could be thieves. Stay here where it's safe. Midge! Lola, how did the Parisian
table runners go over at your tea party? Midge, I don't have time
to talk about that. Okay, they looked fabulous. But listen, I have
a party crisis on my hands. I need you to hide
everything poop colored now! No peeking yet. [panting]
Okay. Ta-da! Look, Lana, so many things
that are just perfect for our party, huh? Ooh, how about this?
Tropical, fun, flirty... Mm. Nah, those don't really scream
"Lana" to me. Hmm, do you have a dumpster? Ooh! Midge, how much
for the half-eaten cheese? It'd make a great centerpiece! Uh, gosh. Well, I don't know. Can I get a price check
on the dumpster cheese? Uh, free? Cool! Yes! Wow! Old batteries?
Rotting fish heads? These would make
perfect party favors! It's an invitation
to a sleepover my friend Kayla's having. But as all of you know,
I'm really bad at sleepovers. Oh, honey,
you're not bad at them. You've just never made it
through one. I always get so homesick. Sleeping in someone else's house on their pillows,
smelling their smells. I prefer my own smells. We don't. [fighting] All right, Clyde,
what do you think we need here? Um, confidence? [fighting] What seems to be the problem? Lana's supposed to be guarding
my princess tower, not attacking it! - Now, Lana--
- Guarding is boring. Attacking is cool. [grunting] Clyde, any guesses? Um, caring? I think I know a compromise
that will make you both happy. The evil troll's attacking
your tower. [roaring] [both]
Get him! Nice and once again, you
didn't need the C.O.O.K.I.E.S. The troll's got cookies! I got him! Another tip:
six year olds can spell. I need cookies! I know poop when I see it,
and that's definitely some poop. Drat! The po-po! I can't go through,
so I'm gonna have to go over! Hey, fur ball! No speeding! Hey! What did we just say?
Get back here! [groaning] What's wrong with this thing? Lana, you told me you fixed it. I did. Calm down. You're being
such a shmirken-beagle! [gasping] That's funny, coming
from a real figgle-snaggle! - Huh?
- Come again? They have
their own twin language. Even Lisa can't crack it. Here's your problem. Oh. Thank you. You bet. Drive safe. We can't get ahead of ourselves.
We gotta pass the tryouts first. Which is why I'm giving you
my lucky princess wand. Aw, thanks, sis. And I'm giving you
my lucky plunger. Oh, don't worry.
I only use this one for sinks. Thanks. Shall we? Are we doing this, ladies? We? [gasping]
Charles, is- is that you? Go ahead, Charles, shake. [gasping] Good job, boy.
[gasping] That deserves
some ear scratchies. That's right, Charles. We don't want to mess up
our fur. Well, well,
if it isn't Lana Loud and her mangy dog-
[gasping] Wait, you got a new dog? Nope. This is my Charles. [gasping] Oh good,
you'll wanna have practiced that face when he wins.
[laughing] Come on Victorie,
I want to re-fluff your bangs. [chuckles]
We so got this. Lori Loud is now two under par. On that last hole, she handled
Cliff's sand trap with ease. [yowling] That's right, Lola.
She's looking sharp. Like the all-new sharp cheddar
chick-Lynn club sandwich at Lynn's Table,
sponsor of today's match. Lynn's Table,
come in if you're able. Let's get back to the action. Oh, no! Flip is gonna drive
right by Mom and Dad! They'll see the couch! Lana, go
I'll get their attention. Oh, no, you don't.
Use your own shoes. Well, you're no fun. [grunting] Was that your sick bass drum
or did a shoe just hit Vanzilla? Uh-uh. Ha ha! Tour's over, lovebirds. Hey, that's not fair
we still have ten minutes. How about a refund? Show me your digs, Will. Wow!
[laughing] And everyone
in the Tree Top Kingdom lived happily ever after. What's on the dinner menu
tonight, Lar? We're having Lynn-til soup! Is that
my Miss Kiddy Kalamazoo sash?! Bye, Larry! Dad,
these green beans taste weird. Well, that's
because I washed them, sweetie. Okay, interesting choice. Dash of dirt, anyone? Sheesh. It baffles me that we share
the same genetic material. [gasping] [both]
We get to pick up trash? [sniffing]
Mmm. Spicy Italian. Ew, ew, ew, ew.
[screaming] Ooh, how about this cake? Nah. Ooh, how about this one? Nah. Ooh, ooh, this one, this one. Nah, nah. Okay. Do you have a sink
and some dirt? Are you with
the health department? - Nope.
- Then follow me. [buzzing] We'll take it from here. [laughing] [gasping] Speechless, huh? Well, I think that means
we've found our cake. Whoa! What do you have for toppings? Any worms
or bugs we could sample? I'm sure we could find something
in the pantry. Ah, those are
just some exploding candles. Wait, be careful with those. [gasping, screaming] [gasping] [screaming] Hang on!
I'll get us out of here! What do we do now? You guys push, I'll steer. [grunting] I'm walking in mud. There is nothing
more disgusting! Come on, everyone. Push! I stand corrected. Ah, lucky. You want it, you got it! There. This will get you
where you need to go, but keep it under 50. Much obliged
for all your help, folks. I wish I could repay you
in a bigger way. But, how about you take some
of my cherries for the road? These are delicious. It's all about using
the right manure. Blegh. Yes, I'm picking up
some horse notes. Nail inspection!
Lola, come on out! Mm-hmm, good job,
as always, sweetie. Go tell Lana it's her turn,
please. Of course, Mommy. Sorry, gotta make it believable. 'Sup, Mom? Ready for my bath. - [Lona] Lola.
- I mean... do I gotta? I like all this mud
and filth and grime. Bath. Wow, Lana, you're sparkling. You know it. I mean, uh,
don't get used to it. I got plans to hang out
with, uh, some worms later. This plan was genius, Lols. I'd say it's nothing,
but we both know modesty doesn't suit me. I was thinking, why stop now? We could switch places
whenever we want. [gasping] We've never have
to do the things we don't like ever again. The Little Miss Unblemished
Pageant is tomorrow and look at me.
Do I look unblemished to you? I can't compete looking
like a total ickum-blicken! Just put some mud on it
and argum-flarg-marg. You don't have to fling it
at me. Hey, it's going down.
Thanks, Lana. You're welcome. [screaming] [crashing] Ow! Watch it you clod. You know how long
it's going to take me to bump out this hood? Sorry, guys! Apology punches! - Ow!
- Ow! [gasping]
My princess bed! Come ba-
[screaming] What is this?! It's slimy and it's gross
and it's ruining my gown! We gotta help her!
Hang on, Lols! Quicksand?
Will the wonders of this microclimate
never cease? Ugh! Wait, I got this! [grunting] [groaning] You got to be more careful,
Lols. I can always build you
another princess bed but I can't build myself
another twin. The sign up line
for our unlimited double trouble ice cream party starts here. And remember, its VIPs only. Morning [crying] Roosters. Today's lunch will be
two identical twin fish sticks! Sorry, Principal Huggins. It's just that Meryl is gone.
[crying] After our tussle
at Auntie Pam's parlor, we was both madder
than wet hens, so this morning,
Meryl packed up her stuff and left for the bus station! [crying, blowing nose] [clanging] Alright, Cheryl, let's go.
Get up. We're getting your twin back. [gasping]
What? [screaming] Up ahead!
That must be Meryl's bus! Hurry! We're gonna miss her! Hang on! [screaming] [coughing] What is she doing here?! Look, Meryl, if you want
to be mad at someone, be mad at us. Yeah,
we wanted ice cream so bad, we tricked you two
into fighting. [gasping] It was stupid
and we feel so terrible. If anyone knows
how much twins need each other, it's us. Yeah. You can't leave, Meryl,
twins gotta stick together. You know what happens
when you make Lola mad. I don't know
what she wants you to do, but you better figure it out. Did I ever tell you
about the frog fiasco? Do I want to know
about the frog fiasco? [croaking] Aw, you're a burpee derby today.
Isn't he the cutest? [chuckles]
So cute. Who's hungry? Seymour, where'd you go? [whistling] No! I mean, I can't prove
she took out Seymour but I never saw him again. Get changed, princess,
the rope is waiting. And it will continue to do so,
Coach P. This is 30% of your grade, kid. [groaning] [grunting]
[bell ringing] I mean, right away, Coach. [clearing throat] Uh, I gotta pee, Coach, uh, P. So do I. Okay, everyone, move it,
royalty coming through. If this damages my nails, you will be hearing
from my attorney. Alley-oop! [bell ringing] Wow, Lola, I've never seen
that kind of hustle from you before. Oh. Oh, right, um,
I'm in training for a Miss Survivalist Pageant.
[giggling] We warned you, dirtbag! It's the clink for Linc. Look, Luan's making a jailbreak! - Hey!
- Oh, forget that bum! He's out
of our jurisdiction now. Yeah, let's get doughnuts. Stop looking at me. You stop looking at me. [fighting] Okay, people,
we've got a check in to make. [groaning]
Uh, it's okay. It's just a little scratched. [croaking] My babies! I thought I lost you. Wouldn't that have been tragic? I was using it first! Uh-uh, I was. - Give it to me.
- You took it away from me. Lola! Lana! What's going on?! Don't worry, Dad, I got this. Now, children,
if you can't share the jump rope, then neither
of you gets to use it. Ha. Kids. They just don't get it.
Huh, Dad? Hey, Lincoln, you like seafood?
See food. Blegh. Hey, Lucy,
I want to suck your blood. Which of you vultures swiped one
on my mac and cheese bites? If you guys wanted one so badly, you should've saved
some of your own. I'm not saying it was me...
[belching] but if I did take one,
I only did it cause Lola ate the rest
of Dad's tater tot bake. I was saving that. I'm not copping to eating
the tater tot bake, but if I did,
it was because Luan ate the last slice of dad's pie,
which I was saving. Actually I didn't eat it. Oh, my bad. I smashed it in Lynn's face. [groaning] Four score
and seven pieces of candy ago. Give me your tired, your poor,
your delicious treats yearning to be in my tummy. Mmm, patriotic,
but unlikely to generate maximum candy collection. Oh, yeah? We're also a mermaid
and a pirate. And salt and pepper shakers. This way we can hit
each house three times. That means
three times the candy. Yes, I am familiar
with basic multiplication. Your strategy is cute,
but mine is far superior. Going as a kangaroo?
I doubt it. Kangaroo plus baby roo. [cooing] [gasping] Precisely.
That awe factor will increase my candy revenue exponentially. And the best part is
she only has one tooth, so I don't have to share. Snap out of it, Lana. No running in the hallway! Huh? What are you talking about? Lana,
is this maggot giving you lip? We're the new hall monitors
at school, so we're practicing at home. If we catch you speeding again,
you're going downtown. We already locked up Luan
for telling bad jokes. Hey, did you hear the one about the thief
who stole a calendar? He got 12 months. [laughing]
Get it? That's five more minutes,
dirtbag! Okay, okay, I'll walk
within the speed limit. I swear. No swearing! Okay. We're all set up for practice sleepover
number one. We're going
to start you off slow. Barely ten feet from the house. And after this, we'll work up
to farther distances from home. I see you're getting nervous.
I have an idea. Whenever I'm homesick, I take
my mind off it by watching TV. We'll bring it out here. But Lynn's got dibs on the TV. And said anyone
who changes the channel gets a camel clutch. Okay, okay.
Okay, you can change back. Change it back! Well, we don't want
to mess with that. Let's just make our own TV. On this channel,
I'll be retelling the story of when I won
Little Miss Sugar Loaf. There I was center stage,
looking fabulous in a satin gown - and I--
- Boring. Click. Okay, people, Operation Cover
for Brother is a go. Man your stations. I told Lincoln I'd help him
with his math homework. Oh. I'll be your plus one. [laughing]
You get it? Oh, yeah. It's mine! I had it first! You don't even like yarn! - Girls! They're so strong!
- Oh! Uh, honey! [Clyde]
Number two, tell Lori I remembr every dress she ever wore. You started it! No more fighting! Okay, Mom and Dad! I guess you're going to help
Lincoln with his homework, then! Guys, I'm baking cookies!
Who wants to lick the beaters?! [rumbling] [all]
I do! I do! Out of my way
or I'll find you in your cell after lights out. Lola, you really gotta stop
watching those prison shows. Girls,
Lincoln has a friend over. Let them have the beaters. Lona and I have an idea. We call it
the prank me not poncho. The inflatable lining
cushions you from all manner of pranks. Ow. Ooh. Ow. I can feel that. Not a problem.
We just need a little more air. Roast potatoes. Scram! Nice try, sister,
but as officers of the feast force,
it's our job to protect this food till tomorrow. - I was just--
- We said, "Scram!" Where were you two
when Lynn took my chicken stock? [growling] Ladies first! No, dear twin, after you! You're too kind, dear Lola
but I must insist you go first. I shan't hear of it! And I would never forgive myself
of I went before you. Oh, please, age before beauty.
You are two minutes older. [both]
Oh, dear brother, you go first. Thanks. Cartoons! Cartoons! Cartoons! Did someone say, "tea party"? Yee! Thank you, Lincoln. Hey, I don't want to be part
of some dumb old tea party. I'm gonna watch TV. Not even if these guys
are invited? [croaking]
Yee! Thanks, Lincoln. And I'll even learn
to... pee in a bucket. Sloshie Jr., Lola!
He has a name. It all makes sense now. That's why both bunnies
have been bad. They just need their twin.
Like Lola and me. I mean, sure,
sometimes she can be awful, but I still love her
and need her. And if Snazzy has twin powers
like Lola and me, he should be able to find Jazzy
by his smell. [sniffing] Like right now, Lola is getting
her nails done at Suzy's Salon. [sniffing] Hmm. I wonder
what Lana's doing at the mall. We're headed for the red zone. Copy that.
We're headed for the green zone. [groaning] Lola, what are you doing?
This is the red zone. The door is red. Uh, hello, the carpet is green. Ah, come on, it's not so bad. Yeah, for you.
The girl who eats trash hoagies. [belching] You know sometimes
you just got to step out of your comfort zone. I'm already out
of my comfort zone. I am eating
without a tablecloth! Still hungry? Ooh. Go ahead, have a little taste.
We won't say anything. Wait a minute. Is this a trap?
This seems like a trap. No way. We would never trap
our favorite sister. Oldest and most important. Yeah, I literally am. DAAAA- ♪ Shing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh ♪ Kee cat. She didn't see it, Lana. Guess you'll have
to do it again. Bells on bobtails ring
Making spirits bright [singing] It's working. Lola, go. DAAAA-niel Day-Lewis is
a really wonderful actor, don't you think? Doggy. Lily didn't see it, Lola. Guess you'll have
to do it again. [growling] Trick or treat. Oh, aren't you two adorable. [knocking[ Trick or treat. So cute. [knocking] Trick or treat. Great costumes. Thank you. And that is how it's done. One house, six pieces of candy. Princesses first. [screaming] That skunked me. The real 1A's over there. Don't touch that handle!
Remember what happened to Leni. Hi, you guys! I have an idea. Charge!
[screaming] I'm okay!
I landed in pie! Of course,
she made it rhubarb pie which I'm allergic to. Uh,
Lana's been driving me crazy! Her animals stink up our room! And look what she did
to my dolly. - Mama.
- Why would she do that? Whoo hoo! I got pit hair! [screaming] Lola and I've been working
on a new song. It's called
"Happiness is a New Van". Can it. He already said yes. We've been practicing
for four hours! Sit down! [growling] Yo, Hops, give me a baseline. [croaking, snapping] [croaking, snapping] Whoo hoo. That's my sister. And this is your other sister! Wait. It's my fault, not Lana's.
It was all my idea. [croaking, snapping] [cheering] I have worked for years
to build my pageant reputation and you just ruined it! Lola, listen. And the winner is... Lola Loud. Whoo hoo! [gasping]
Lola. I'm so sorry
I pretended to be you. Please don't be mad at me. I don't like what you did,
but you did win, and I respect a winner. I think this belongs to you. No, you earned it.
You both did. And the Dairyland tickets. Thanks, Lana. I don't know how you figured
everything out like that. Eh, it's a twin thing. - Hey, I'm off to the-
- Grocery store? - Sweet. Can you get me-
- Cereal? You bet. - And-
- Toothpaste? I'm on it. Wow.
Guess that's a twin thing, too. [gasping]
