- Welcome to my humble home. This is my son, Lincoln. - Ah, yes, the young gentleman
with the plan. I heard so much about you
in Phillip's letters. Your teeth look stupendous. The money I sent for
those braces was well spent. - Well, life is like a mirror. Smile, and it smiles back
at you. - Oh, kids. - Very profound. - That's my boy. Let me introduce you
to the rest of my brood. <i> [dramatic chord]</i> We've got Luan. - Ah, yes, the comedian
of the family. Tell Uncle Walter a joke. <i> ♪ ♪</i> - Knock knock. - Who's there? - Death.
- Death who? All of us, Walter.
All of us. - Oh, that's rich! [laughter] [laughter stops] - You remember Lisa,
the family scientist. - Ah, yes, what's your latest
groundbreaking experiment? - Science. Robots. Beakers! - Are items she's using
in the experiment. - Which is very groundbreaking. - And, of course,
there's Lola, my elegant,
classy pageant queen. [farting loudly] Shrimp makes me gassy. - Moving on. - Yes, this is Leni. She's the one that needed a private tutor
for every class. - Yep. I really struggle
academically. I'm all about fashion. - And, of course, last but not least,
my beautiful wife, Conchita. - Rita.
- Rita. - Enough with the small talk. Uncle Walter came here
for dinner. So, as the old saying goes, let's start
so we can finish. - After you. <i> [upbeat music]</i> [all chattering] - Hey! You're not a part
of this family. - Nice to see you, too,
little bro. - No, seriously.
What are you doing here? [all speaking] - You know what,
it doesn't matter. Everyone in the basement.
- No. - What? Are you joking?
- Stop. [all complaining] - I'm starving. - I bet you can't catch this
ball before it bounces twice. - The heck I can't! [ball bounces] Caught it! Hey! - It's Charity Week. You won't be down there
for long, and Dad's totally on board. - I am not on board. [sighs] Charity Week
is a sacred tradition, where the Louds put aside
their own needs to help those less fortunate. And if I'm not allowed
to be involved, then what's the ding dang
point? - Sounds like
the act of charity would be staying down here
so we can help out Flip. - Ohh, don't tell me
how charity works, young lady. I invented charity. [gasps] I am so sorry. I just can't believe
Flip is up there with all my favorite people. You know what I mean. <i> - Who's ready for dinner?</i> <i> I hope you're hungry.</i> - That food smells so good! - Yeah, well,
I made that food. [sniffs] I even made
my famous lava cake. And now, here I am,
stuck in the basement while Flip is up there,
the star of Charity Week. - Okay, everybody.
Enjoy my homemade feast. - Everything looks delicious. - Oh, easy as pie. Or should I say, lava cake, which I also made myself. <i> - "So the dinner had begun."</i> - Dibs on the potatoes! Dibs! <i> - "All they had to do
was fool Flip's brother</i> <i> and Lincoln would get
the emerald."</i> - It's working. - Well, it was working, but all fairy tales
have complications. Which is, trolls. And this guy. - This is so sad.
- Tragic. - He's really bad at this.
- What are you doing? - I'm trying to make
the world a better place, now give me a boost! - Get him down.
- Come on! - Get back here!
- Dad, come on! - No, don't pull! No. No, no, no, no, no! Come on! Uh--Mom hides candy bars
behind the washer! - Get out of my way!
- Get--move, move, move. - [laughs] Yeah! [laughs] I'll be back. <i> [upbeat music]</i> Okay, here we go. [chittering]
Ahh! [screams] Ahh! Ahh!
Get him off! - Thanks for the money you sent
for Luan's comedy classes. She has been voted class clown
three years running. - No. - What can I say? I live to laugh. Ha ha. Ha ha. Ha ha. [all laughing] - Not to mention,
the wife's painting has really taken off
ever since she had those extra thumbs
removed. Show him your hands, honey. - Uh-- - Look at that. [laughs] - Almost like they were
never there. [chuckles] - Then it was money well spent. - Hear! Hear! - Wow! What a fun dinner. I can't believe
it's time to go. - But I'm not done eating. - There you go. - Well, this has been
a wonderful dinner, and it's certainly wonderful
to finally meet you all. - Ohh. To Uncle Walter!
[all chattering] - Great to meet you, too. Here's your cane, your hat, your coat,
and your scarf. - I don't have a scarf. - Well, then,
you need it more than we do. After all, it is Charity Week. - [with accent]
Did somebody say Charity Week? - Good gravy, he went
to the costume box. - Phillip,
who is this man? <i> ♪ ♪</i> - Oh, no! - You said it, Lily.
