Now you're sure you turned the knob three times?
This mist level feels like five.
Sorry, Your Excellently.
Oh, Phillip. Phillip. Phillip.
Ooh. Can you help him, Lil?
I'm not sure anyone can help him.
Nah, this is a peasy one. Watch.
[grunting]
Jonathan, where's my mist?!
I can't wait around here all day!
[screaming]
You're fired!
You think we got enough peas?
They're still freezed-ed.
I know a melty place.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, cold.
Now the peas are all dirty. What are we going to do, Tommy?
There. These are the cleanest peas I know.
Jump in.
We'll make our feet go like the Washington machine.
Faster, Chuckie, time for the spin cycle.
I am not a Washington machine.
I'm a human baby.
Whoa!
Tastes like green. Try it, Lil.
I always knowed peas was sticky.
Take your seats, you scabbywags.
Here at your captain Cheetos.
Oh, oh, oh.
[grunting]
And here's your pirate pasties. Marge.
Um... do you have any pasties without mud?
No such thing. Eat up, mateys.
But some peoples don't likes to eat mud, Lillian.
Tell her, Tommy
- What? - You eated it?
Is it good?
Mm, yummy. Try it, Chuckie.
Uh, no thank you.
The landlubber won't eat my pie.
Phillip.
Sorry. It was the pirate talking.
Everybody ready to go where no babies gone 'efore?
You mean the backyard?
No. Into the jungle on a wild aminal adventure.
[barking]
I hope it looks a lot like the backyard.
[barking]
Out of Reptar Puffs. Be right back.
I'll go with you!
[whispering] So he don't eat them all.
Feel the heat.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop, dad, stop.
Good boy, Chuckie.
[sighing]
Don't quit the game, Chaz. It's still my turn.
No! My final eclipse socks!
Huh? Oh, buddy. It's my fault.
I just haven't taken you on enough walkies, have I?
We'll go out right after I finish crushing
your Uncle Chaz at Doorstop.
Yes, we will.
Kitchen intruders freeze and prepare to be frozen.
[screaming]
[unintelligible]
That's what he meant.
Tommy, no, you don't have shoes.
These little piggies will just have to get cold.
We got ya, Tommy.
Not today.
[grunting]
We need to grab out this stupid brain,
drop it down to me.
Thanks, Susie.
Time to stop Duffy once and for all.
[barking]
What's that?
You know, Chuckie, I've been thinking.
We like lots of the same things.
We both like digging for treasures and pudding,
and Reptar and space.
Don't forget ladybugs, and bouncing on the couch,
and the moon.
I guess it's not enough
to make us bestest friends forever.
But we are bestest friends, Chuckie.
So Angelica must be wrong
about what makes people the bestest friends.
You think so, Tommy?
Yep. Now let's open this treasure.
[squeaking]
[humming]
Oh. [chuckles]
What do we have here?
Kibble. Spike, in my day we didn't waste
perfectly good dog food.
Nothing old Bertha can't handle.
No.
- Pop? - Huh? What?
Are you okay?
Bertha? This can't be the end.
After all, we've been through. All the messes we've cleaned up.
We're so sorry, Pop.
Where could he be?
I-I just had him.
I found dis.
Ooh, a jelly bean.
Extra fuzz.
Guys, we're looking for Teddy.
Maybe Teddy left.
Maybe he wasn't happy here.
Did I miss the signs?
And me and Spike went all through the house.
It's check out time for amateurs, my friend.
You're going down.
Yeah, well, you just--
But we didn't see nothing out of the bordinary.
That's right, Tommy, don't dinosaur.
Don't worry. The more you say it,
the easier it gets.
But I did put out some Reptar Puffs for it to eat.
And if they're gone, we'll know he was there.
Stew, were you and Randy eating any Reptar Puffs in here?
Puff dust would mess up the controls.
It's strictly spoon food on game nights.
That's why the pickle stew.
I know I put Tommy's toys away last night.
How'd it get out here?
I'll save you, Chuckie!
[screaming]
No, no, no, no.
[screaming]
[groaning]
Easy, easy. Oh. Gah.
Good gwitness. No, no, no babies.
Let's stay away from the big, bad vacuum.
Doesn't Grandpa got any pictures of me in his phone?
[phone chiming]
Uh-oh, Aunt Didi.
Angelica, you seen my phone?
You left it in here! I'll bring it.
To answer, just press the little green dot.
No duh, Grandpa.
Hi, Didi.
Oh, hi, Angelica.
Grandpa Lou let you use his phone?
I'm just answering for him cause he's busy. See.
Hey, Didi. How's the show?
Bringing back those rocking memories?
Is everything okay, Pop?
Ah, sure. Just me raging against the machine.
Are the kids behaving at least?
Not a peep out of 'em.
Could I just say hello to Tommy?
You bet. Uh, sweetie, go show Aunt Didi what Tommy's doing.
Uh, gee, Grandpa, that sounds hard.
I'm only three.
Why don't we follow that green dust.
It goes back inside.
Whoa.
Ha! Told you, you lumpy lugheads would never solve the case.
Unless we already did.
Ooh, something from a bug, and the Cynthia song.
Angelica has a purple dress.
And she sings the Cynthia song.
And she likes to take stuff.
You think it was me? Me?
Lil! I told you to slow down right now!
[screaming]
[groaning]
I don't even like peas.
[laughing]
Angelica, are you okay? What's going on?
Grandpa, I made you a giant float of me
so I could give you a parade,
but the baby's wrecked it all with their peas.
Parade?
Peas?
Oh, I can use those to ice my back. Ow.
Ah, thank you, Tommy. Ooh.
[sighing]
Anyway, I got this great new... [ speaking indistinctly]
completely uninhabited island and then I-
Wow! What happened here?
Pop, I-I thought you were going to the March for Peace.
I didn't need to.
Got some real flower children right here.
Oh, that is so sweet.
You're making me tear up.
I think that's my feet.
[laughing]