Oops. The cotton candy machine
can't be too close to the bounce house,
or it'll be puke city. I hope you're writing this down. [squeaking] Mr. Sprinkles. Hello? Focus. Eunice would kill for this job. [screaming]
Oh. [squeaking] Bad Duncan. I'm sorry about Eunice.
I'll get her patched up for you. By the way, this is Duncan.
I'm training him. Duncan, sit.
It's a work in progress. So you're planning
our birthday party again, huh? I was. I kind of want to talk
to you about that. I was hoping I could plan
the party this year, [laughing] Oh, you're serious.
Listen, sweetie. Party planning takes
a certain je ne sais quoi. I got a ton of that!
[burping] Besides, I've always planned
our birthday parties. That's the point!
You plan our parties every year, even before we were born. You always do
your frou-frou party. It's only fair that I get
to plan this year's, Lana-style. Yeah, it's that last part
that scares me. Don't worry, sis!
The party's in great hands! Oops, sorry,
not even sure what that is. Time to plan
the best birthday party ever! [snarling] Come on, Mr. Sprinkles. We have to stop Lana
from ruining the party! But first, I'll need
to take a three-hour shower. 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? <i> Uh, free?</i> Cool! Yes! Wow! Old batteries?
Rotting fish heads? These would make
perfect party favors! <i> Don't panic.
This is only a minor setback.</i> <i> The party can still be saved.</i> Okay, before we go home,
let's talk entertainment. I was thinking
a princess story time show, a mermaid matinee,
a genie in a bottle. Sorry, Lols, I actually had
something else in mind. Short cut! [screaming] Whoo hoo hoo! Uh, alright.
Everything looks to be in order. Hang on tight or don't. I'm charging for the test ride,
either way. Let 'er rip, Flip. You got it. Let me give
old Roy some spicy mustard. Yeah,
that really gets him going. [ringing] Whoa! Whoa! [Lola screaming] We'll take him. 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 sick
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. What do have for toppings? Any worms or bugs
we can sample? I'm sure we could
find something in the pantry. Uh, those are
just some exploding candles. Wait, be careful with those!
[explosion] [gasping, screaming] Happy birthday, Lons. Happy birthday, Lols. Got it. Wait wait, wait.
One more for safety. I can't believe you managed to get the exploding candles
too. Wait, what? [slow motion]
No! [cracking] Okay, minor setback.
We can still win this thing. Wake up and smell the hairspray,
Lincoln. It's over! You can't just quit!
We worked hard on this! There will be other pageants,
you know. But not with Dairyland tickets. Lincoln, I need my beauty rest. As your pal,
Gil DeLily would say, I can't recover
if you're going to hover. I can't believe I learned
to French Braid, for nothing. Hey, Lincoln.
You done with this? I could use the scrap metal
for welding. [gasping] <i> ♪ HALLELUJAH ♪</i> Uh, why are you looking
at me like that? Lana, how would you like
a season pass to Dairyland? <i> ♪ HALLELUJAH ♪</i>
[gasping] Don't toy with me, Lincoln! I'm not! All you have to do is
one teensy, tiny, little thing. What is it? I'll do anything! You just have
to take Lola's place in the Little Miss Prim
and Perfect Pageant and win. Are you kidding me?! Bleh! Do you know
who you're talking to? Someone who's going to love
Dairyland's newest ride... [mooing]
...the Milk Shaker. It's so fast, you can barf,
fly around a loop, and get hit in the face
with said barf. Darn you, Lincoln! I am in! Whoa. Look at those girls! They're all so clean
and sparkly. Well, so are you.
You're as good as any of them! [music playing, applauding] Whoa. Hang on, everybody!
Loose floorboard! That'll hold. Carry on! [applauding, giggling] Lana! What was that?!
We talked about the tools! I couldn't help it!
Fixing stuff is what I do! You're supposed to be prim
and perfect! Now, do you want
to go to Dairyland and get hit in the face
with your own barf or not?! I know you can do this.
The interview is next. Go out there and nail it!
Not with that. Lola, what can six-year-olds do
to eliminate the national debt? Um... No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no! Plenty, Donnie. Just because
we're six doesn't mean we can't make a difference. [applauding] OH! HOPS! [screaming] Lana, what is the problem?! We went over everything
in Gil's book, and the companion DVD,
and the podcast! How are you
still not getting it? I'm sorry, Lincoln.
No matter what I do, I can't be prim and perfect
like these girls. Maybe there's something wrong
with me. [ribbitting] Lana, wait.
There's nothing wrong with you. I'm the one who messed up. I got so caught up
in winning those tickets, I turned into Gilda Lily, who, when you stop
to think about it, probably needs to get a life. Yeah, but still,
why can't I be like them? Because you're you.
You're messy and muddy and keep a lot of reptiles
in your pants. But that's what makes you
awesome. And I was crazy
to try and change you. Aw, thanks, Lincoln. Ladies and gentlemen,
Miss Lola Loud and her fabulous ribbon dance. Well, that's me.
I'll do my best. Forget the ribbon dance. Why don't you go do
your own talent? Really? Okay, but we can kiss
those Dairyland tickets goodbye. I don't care about them anymore.
Go be yourself. [growling] Yo, Hops! Give me a bass line! [croaking, snapping,
fart noises, scratching] [croaking, snapping,
fart noises, scratching] 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, popping,
fart noises, snapping] [cheering] I have worked four 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. Siblings, assemble! It's almost time
for the annual ritual of deception versus confection;
Street name, trick or treating! Four score
and seven pieces of candy ago. Give me your tired, your poor, your delicious treats
yearning to be in my tummy. Hmm... 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.
[scoffs] I doubt it. Kangaroo plus baby roo. [cooing] [gasping] Precisely. That aw 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. 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. [knocking] Trick or treat. How sweet, a kangaroo. And a baby roo. [cooing] Aw. Thank you. One house, 87 pieces of candy. [screaming] A ghost just touched me! Daddy, wake up. Never fear, siblings. I have prepared
for this eventuality. Ah, crud, I know Ms. Allegra's
gonna call me to the board and I'm gonna beef it. No you won't, I got this. Ms. Allegra, may I please use
the little ladies' room? Of course. Actually, I need to go too,
must be a twinsie bladder thing. [chuckles] We're back. Fantastic. Lana,
why don't you come to the board and solve this problem? There's nothing I'd enjoy more
except maybe gross stuff like eating boogers.
Marker, please. Well done, Lana. Oh, thank you. Oh, a curtsy.
If I didn't know better, I'd think you were Lola. [gasping] [squeaking] Haha, Lana, you're so gross. [sighing] How was school today guys? -Great.
-Best day ever. - Well I hope
this won't put a damper on it, but Lola you have a check-up
with Dr. Peterson, and Lana you're scheduled
for a teeth-cleaning with Dr. Feinstein. Agh! I hate being around
all those sick people! Plus, Dr. Peterson's office
smells like old cheese. And I don't wanna see
Dr. Feinstein, drills are for engine mounts
and lugnuts, not teeth. Oopsie, I seem
to have spilled my book bag, Lana would be so kind
as to join me on the floor
and help me retrieve my things? Get it yourse-
Oh, uh, it would be my pleasure. [giggling] Next up, talent! Jackie, let's see
your gymnastics routine. Oh, tumbling. Cute. And there she goes!
Giant swing with a full release! She spins 360 degrees
and a half turn with climb, jump,
and a handstand! [gasping] Eh, not my best. Next up,
we have Lola performing... Oh, a-a ribbon dance. Cute. [chuckles] [grunting] What is the single
most significant event in human history? Great question!
It depends whether we approach from a socioeconomic
or geopolitical perspective. Gah, excuse me! Excuse me! Ah! [Gasping]
Lola! What happened? [coughing] I don't know. I do feel
a little under the weather, but, the pageant must go on. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You are clearly sick. I'm so sorry, Lola, I know how much
you wanted to compete but, you just can't. [sighing] That's alright.
I'll get over it, someday. Well, enjoy the spa. Pssh, forget the spa.
I am staying right here. Maybe a fun sister day
will help cheer you up. What?! No!
Y-Y-You don't have to do that. I know I don't have to,
I want to. Now, sit tight. I'm gonna hit
the gift shop for supplies. [whimpering] [groaning] I'm back!
[gasping] Oh, good, the flowers
and balloons arrived. First up, mani-pedis.
I got coral and sea foam. You get first pick. Whoa, these are the fancy brand. What's money
when you have a sick sister? Ugh. Room service? I'd like
two chocolate chip cookies. Warm please,
with your coldest milk. But those cookies are
$5.95 each! What else am I going to do with my really hard earned
babysitting money? And, the winner
of the Little Miss Unsightly Skin Rash Pageant
is... Miss Lola Loud! <i> ♪ Oh, Little Miss
Unsightly Skin Rash ♪</i> [scatting] [crying] Lola! What's wrong?
Is your condition getting worse? No, I don't have a condition, unless you count
being a terrible person. I'm not really sick.
I faked all this with makeup to get out of the pageant.
[sniffling] But why? I don't understand. Well, I've never competed
at this level before, and the other girls are
really talented. I couldn't stand the idea
of lo... lo... lo... -Losing?
-Yeah, that thing. I'm sorry I lied.
I understand if you're mad. Actually, Lols, I'm not. Really? No, I get it. I almost skipped homecoming
because I was worried I wouldn't win queen. But...
in the end, I sucked it up, put on my dress,
and went anyway. And I'm so glad I did. But, I thought Carol Pingrey won
homecoming queen. Oh, she totally did, and it definitely hurt at first. But, if I hadn't have gone, I would have missed out
on an amazing night. The competition is going
to get tougher as you get older, but you can't let it stop you
from- Doing what makes me happy? Exactly! So what do you say?
You still wanna do this thing? Yes, but it's too late. The pageant starts
in ten minutes and look at me,
I'm a complete disaster. Don't worry,
I'm calling an expert. Okay Lori, grab a makeup wipe, the one
with the green tea extract. We don't need to be irritating
the skin right now. One with green tea extract,
check. And, start warming up
the curling iron while you're at it.
[groaning] The one inch barrel,
not the three quarters. Have you ever heat styled
before, woman? Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Little Miss
Southeastern Michigan Pageant. <i> ♪ Beautiful girls ♪</i> <i> ♪ I'm talking
'Bout the beautiful girls ♪</i> <i> ♪ Just crazy
For the beautiful girls ♪</i> Go get 'em, Lola. <i> Remember; Eyes forward,
chin up, tushy clenched.</i> Let's meet our contestants. <i> ♪ Let's hear it
For these beautiful girls ♪</i> [applauding] Lola Loud and her ribbon dance. [cheering] <i> It's like she's one
with the ribbon.</i> Literally. You were right, Lori.
Even though I lo-, lo- [sighing] didn't win,
I'm really glad I did it. Nice job, Lola, we're gonna have
to watch out for you next year. <i> Speaking of next year,</i> <i> Lola, I think we should add
some tumbling moves</i> <i> to your ribbon dance, I'll-</i> Goodbye, Lincoln. Now come on. You and I are going
to hit the spa for some well deserved
pampering. They're just frogs, Lana,
what's the big deal? - I'll show you
what the big deal is. -Ow. Ow. Watch this movie I made
about Hops. [ribbiting] <i> Hops: A Life in Leaps</i> <i> I'll never forget the day
I met my future best friend.</i> <i> [ribbiting]</i> <i> [laughing]</i> <i> You're the best froggy.
Well, I gotta go.</i> <i> Dad's making meatloaf tonight.
Thanks for the fun day.</i> <i> [music playing]</i> <i> Aw. You're lonely,
aren't ya, little guy?</i> <i> Would you like to come home
and live with me?</i> <i> [music playing]</i> <i> I'm gonna name you Hops.</i> <i> [ribbiting]</i> <i> Since that day,
we've been pretty inseparable.</i> <i> We eat all our meals together.</i> <i> Hops likes his crickets
chocolate-covered.</i> <i> But I like mine plain.
We play together.</i> <i> We even get our school photos
taken together.</i> <i> Alright, kid, smile.
Three, two, one. Cheese.</i> <i> Nighty-night, buddy.</i> <i> [croaks]</i> <i> I can't imagine
what life would be like</i> <i> without my best friend Hops.</i> <i> [snoring]</i> <i> [music playing]</i> That was
the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. You see, Lincoln?
Frogs are cooler on the outside than they are on the inside. So please don't dissect them. I won't.
And neither will anyone else. What do you mean? We're going on a rescue mission. What's up, frog-ays?
We're here to rescue you! [grunting] Let's go. [rattling] [gasping]
My frogs! Principal Huggins!
Principal Huggins! Whoa. That open window decoy
was brilliant. What do you think,
this is my first animal rescue? Be free, my amphibian friends!
Be free! [croaking] Good luck, frog-ays!
Have a nice life! [croaking] [squawking] Uh,
you guys might wanna get moving. Seriously, guys, go! Do you wanna be
today's lunch special? Move! Why aren't they moving? Maybe they don't know
how to survive in the wild. Hey, you! Not cool! Lincoln,
we can't leave them here. You're right.
We'll take them home until we can think
of a better plan. Don't even think about it! No one wants to confess. I guess
we can just let it slide. NOT!
I'll find the frog hero myself by searching each of your houses
after school! So get ready.
Huggins is comin'. [gulping] Good afternoon, children. Well, I don't see
any frogs here. I guess I'll just be on my way.
NOT! Ugh! [ribbiting] [grunting] Well, it appears your house is
frog-free, so I'll be on my way. Good luck, sir.
Keep fighting the good fight. I'll just grab your... coat? [gasping] I'll grab my own coat. [gasping] What is wrong with you two? Nothin'. Drive safe. What the-[screaming] [ribbiting, screaming] You are the frog hero! [sighing] We're sorry, guys.
We failed you. If only Principal Huggins
could see you the way we do. Hops! You beautiful,
green, warty genius! Up high, buddy. [crying] That was the most beautiful
thing I've ever seen! [crying] Don't hog it, Huggins!
I wanna watch it again! See? Frogs are way cooler
on the outside. There is no way
we're dissecting them. But what are we going to do
with all these frogs? I'm glad you asked. [ribbiting] We call it
the Frog-ay Fortress. [indistinct chattering] Lola, playtime's over.
We gotta go. That's no way
to speak to your queen. Send him to the dungeon! Lola, wait!
I just came to tell you, uh... there's another queen outside who says she's more powerful
than you. What? Well, I'll have her head! There's no one here. You lied!
Well played, sir. Let's move out. Take care of my kingdom! Aha! I found another D: Diet! Lincoln, that's not human food. It is if the human is... Lana. [barking] Lana, out. Let's go. No can do, Lincoln. I gotta keep
these duck eggs warm. [cracking, chirping] Congratulations. [chirping] Okay, we still have time
to get home before Mom and Dad. So,
we're just leaving Lily here? Gah! Lily! I totally forgot!
Where is she? Probably still on the train.
She really liked that train. [tooting] [laughing] You guys stay here. [chirping] [tooting] Um, excuse me, Ms. Scoots. Could you give me a ride,
please? I need to catch that train. Uh, that sounds
like a you problem. Look, you didn't get
an autograph from Rip, right? How about if I give you mine? My BAE signed this? Deal! OUTTA THE WAY, MOUTH-BREATHERS! Choo-choo! [screaming] [laughing] Ooh! Aah! [tooting] [gasping] [screaming] [splashing] Spooky psychic girl was right. My business did make
a big splash. Good job, Linky. Thanks.
Well, we'd better get going. Wait. What happened
to your signed book? Isn't that the whole reason
we came here? I gave it to Scoots
so she'd help me catch Lily. Oh, sorry, big brother. For reasons incomprehensible
to me, I know that autograph was
important to you. Not as important as you guys. I never should have dragged
you here in the first place. I was supposed
to be responsible for you. I'm sorry. It's okay, big brother.
We forgive you. Ish. Let's go home. Aw. Stella said he's one bad bunny,
but there are no bad bunnies, just misunderst- [screaming] Jazzy, come back! Hey? Hey, keep that thing away
from my prized petunias, Loud! I'm trying! Whoa! Whoa, oh, ah, ah! [groaning] Sorry about that, Mr. Grouse. [grumbling] Sorry's not gonna bring back
my petunias. [growling] Now, let's try this again,
but with a leash. Now let's walk. [groaning] Let's try food motivation. Jazzy, this is butter lettuce. All you have to do is sit
still... And you can have it. [groaning] Jazzy! Jazzy? Jazzy! Jazzy! Oh, hey! It's Lola! Lana, what's wrong? - Look!
- Oh no. You lost your bunny! Take my ride to go look for him. Thanks, Lols.
That's really sweet. But you better not fart
in the driver's seat! [gasping]
Oh no you guys, look! Flip, did you see an unhinged
rabbit come through here? Well, what do you think, champ?! I'm not sitting up here
so I can inspect my nacho cheese machine! Uh, give me a call later.
I'll fix up your shop. Okay, which way did he go? The rabbit, which way did he go? Okay, what way? [groaning] [groaning] Hey, sweetie,
how's the bunny training going? Terrible. I lost Jazzy. Could you drive me to Stella's
so I can tell her the bad news? Of course, and hey, why don't we post some flyers
on the way? And when we're done, I'll treat you
to some ice cream. Did you get trapped
in a car wash again? No, worse. We had to close
Reininger's early. There was a rampaging bunny
on the loose. It was like Easter, but awful! - Jazzy!
- To the mall! Thanks for the ride, Mom.
Hops, you come with me. Everybody else,
stay put for your own sake. Who's still up for ice cream? Look! There's Jazzy! Gotcha! Hey,
I demand you release that bunny! His name is Jazzy
and he's in my care! What?
[mumbling] This is Snazzy, and he escaped
from my pet store earlier! But he looks exactly like Jazzy. It's like they're related
or something. [gasping]
Wait a minute, does this rabbit have
any siblings? Yeah, one, but I sold it
a couple days ago to some girl. [gasping] Hops,
I know what's going on. Snazzy is Jazzy's twin! Sir, I would like to buy Snazzy. Ugh. 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 smell. [sniffing] Like right now,
Lola's getting her nails done at Susie's Salon. [sniffing]
Hm. I wonder what Lana's doing
at the mall. Okay, your turn, Snazzy.
Sniff out Jazzy! [sniffing] Whoa! Whoa! [sniffing] [gasping] [squeaking] Jazzy! You're back! Come on, let's get both
of you guys to Stella.
