[sighing]
I'm a big brave dog.
Big brave dog.
I bet you a snow cone he chickens out.
You're on.
Dog... I'm a big brave dog.
Make that two snow cones.
I'm a big brave dog.
I'm a big brave...
I made it.
I made it, you guys! I made it!
Look! I'm on top of the world!
[cheering]
[laughing]
Hey, wait a minute.
He's gotta go down first.
Oh, no!
You can do it, Chuckie! You can do it!
OK, here goes nothing.
[whimpering]
[screaming]
Chuckie?
Chuckie, are you OK?
Am I OK?
Are you kidding?
That was the funnest slide I ever had!
[groaning]
How'd you do it, Chuckie?
Yeah, how'd you overcome your fear?
I just did it, that's all.
My teeth were clickin' and my hands were shakin',
and my pants was wet, but I knew I had to do it.
So I just let myself go.
And you know what? It was fun!
Come on, you guys! Last one down is a scaredy cat!
[grunting]
There goes one big, brave kid.
[grunting]
Let's play with my new ball.
Wow, Tommy. Where'd you get it?
My grandpa gave it to me.
It's my favoritest toy in the whole, wide world,
and it's fun.
Here, Chuckie, catch.
Nice toy.
Give me my ball, Angelica!
- Ask me nice. - Give me my ball!
Say, "Pretty please with sugar on top!"
Give me my ball!
Say, "Angelica is the nicest, perfect-est, best person
in the whole wide world."
Give me my ball!
Well, if you can't be nicer than that...
I guess you'll never see your dumb, old ball again!
[gasping]
[cawing]
I'm leaving, you little kids are no fun to play with.
[laughs]
Don't worry, Tommy.
It's just dumb ball anyway.
[crying]
What's wrong, Tommy? What happened?
- [crying] - [shushing gently]
Oh...
What's the matter, baby?
All better now.
Why'd you stop crying?
You could have got anything you wanted!
I saw it!
- Saw what? - My ball!
It's over the fence!
The fence?
Who knows what's on the other side!
She's right, Tommy.
You better forget about it.
Forget about it?
I can't forget about it! It's my ball!
Tommy, it's the next yard!
You're only a baby!
A baby's gotta do what a baby's gotta do!
[gasping]
Alright, I admit it.
I'm the one who broke the lamp.
And I don't care!
[laughing manically]
Why, Angelica?
Why'd you do such a bad thing?
Why? I'll tell you why.
It all started in the hallway.
I was looking for a crayon, so I could draw on the wall
and blame it on you, Tommy.
[laughing]
And then I saw 'em.
Chuckie sitting there by the closet
watching Phil and Lil play some stupid little game,
the kind of game babies play, but don't invite the bigger,
better kids to play,
which really makes me mad.
So I found your Halloween mask lying on the ground, Tommy.
I picked it up and put it on.
And then, I attacked.
[screaming]
Chuckie yelled like a 'fraidy cat and ran away.
That's when I saw it,
that stupid clown lamp with its stupid face
and its goofy nose, and that stupid smile.
I wanted to make sure he never smiled again.
That's right, I did it.
And I'd break it again if I had the chance.
But you know what? [gasping]
There's nothing you babies can do about it,
'cause you can't talk.
[laughing]
I did it! I did it! I did it!
Angelica!
Oops.
I didn't do it! I didn't do it!
We heard the whole thing, Angelica.
So you broke the lamp, young lady.
Well, you can just sit in the kitchen with us
until your father gets back.