[whistling] Blue 22! Blue 22! Hut! Hut!
Yeah!
Royal Woods Wins! Royal Woods Wins!
Whoo!
I would have preferred a victory pat to my posterior.
Prepare for victory pat.
Oh dear.
Man, I hate dodgeball.
- Me too. - It's the worst.
I'd rather milk an ornery cow.
Chill guys, just like we practiced.
Snake formation!
So we're all chilling at my place again today?
Left!
Sure! Oh! We can make another popcorn pizza.
Right!
- Sorry guys-- - Left!
I can't make it.
Lincoln, you haven't hung out with us all week.
I know, I've just got this thing to take care of.
[whistling]
Have fun, guys.
Catch you later!
Hey, Girl Jordan! The whistle blew.
Here's the returning champion, Lola Loud,
about to execute a triple sal cow.
Come on, Lisa. It's your turn.
Based on water density, air temp
and the weight of a small human,
that ice should give way in three, two...
Dang it.
[yawning] Would you look at the time?
Let's just turn in and get this night over with.
What do you mean? It's still early
and you have a fun new roommate.
- Yeah-- - Lucha Libre!
I can't see anything!
It's Lunatic Lynn off the third turnbuckle.
What? What? I can't hear anything either.
[groaning]
One, two, three! You're out!
Yeah! Lunatic Lynn is el champion del mundo!
Can we just go to sleep?
There is less Pan involved.
Not when you're a sleep fighter like me!
[gasping] Two for flinching.
[laughing]
Quadruple teamed? Are you kidding?
Take the shot, Margot!
[groaning]
Go Margot!
I can't believe it.
That was incredible.
Margot! Margot! Margot!
Lori Loud putting on the 18th hole. If she sinks this,
Royal Woods will beat Hazel Tuckey
for the fourth year in a row.
[drumroll playing]
[cheering]
Yes.
Nice game, Loud.
I don't know what I'm going to do next year after you graduate.
You have been the heart and soul of this team for four years.
Thanks, Coach Hutch.
Hey guys. How's rugged roommate life going?
Lynn let me bring my mud.
It's perfect for rugby practice.
Score!
Good stuff.
My favorite exercise is rock climbing.
It's a great way to get in shape and a total head rush.
[groaning]
Let's do this!
[groaning]
Lynn Loud! Lynn Loud! Lynn Loud! Lynn Loud! Yeah!
Come on guys, engage your core!
[groaning]
[yelling]
[panting]
Are we in shape yet?
[groaning]
Nice snipe, but you won't be so lucky next time.
Observation number two Friendship also
appears to require engaging in casual sport and or play
Woah! Oof!
And the Royal Woods Roller Queens have done it again!
[all cheering]
We crushed it again!
Oh!
Mm, the sweet smell of victory.
Yeah, great win guys.
Should we go celebrate at the Burpin' Burger?
Good idea. Mind if I invite my boyfriend?
Whoo! Lynn!
Hey, guys, Feast your eyes!
Woah! That bike really is sick.
Yeah, and that bike is sick two.
But not in the good way.
What? My parents tanda?
I'll have you know, when two riders are on this hog,
It can burn some serious rubber.
Well, anyway, we should bail.
You probably won't see me riding this again.
I like to keep it in the garage so it doesn't get dinged.
Wait. How would you like to be our new leader?
Hey, I thought I was your leader.
Sorry Poppa Wheelie, you're out.
I'm Rusty Spokes and this is Flat Tire.
What's your handle gonna be?
Hmm...
How about Chain Link?
Sick.
Lincoln, you can't join their crew.
You gotta get Lynn's bike home.
We'll call you Two Seats.
Okay I'm in.
Okay guys, let's ride.
Woah!
Woo-hoo!
[laughing]
Whoo!
Where's Lynn's hand-me-down when I need it?
Oh, now come on, kiddo.
[groaning]
Your crew meet can't have gone that badly.
Row! Row! Row!
They literally kicked you off the team?
That is not fair.
[spitting]
[gasping]
Hey, you still got to pay for that.
[yelling]
One of you Kangaroos owes me big!
That's ball four!
[groaning]
Time! Time!
All right. You're done, kid. Time to bench it. Paula!
Look alive! You're pitching!
[stammering]
Team captain, Lynn Loud,
is making her fifth pitching change.
[stammering]
That ball is out of here!
Oh...
[truck backing up]
Huh?
What? I needed a little sand to practice
my beach volleyball.
- Lynn's got the ball.
Maya's got it.
[yawning]
Oop, getting sleepy there. Making herself comfortable
Maya! Wake up! Clock's running out!
Maya wakes up!
Maya's on the move, but the free throwers are on her.
And with time running out, the Jerkies gotta make a move.
[game buzzer buzzing]
[all cheering]
Well, Pep, in our 20 years of calling games
I don't think we've ever seen anything like that.
Has it been only 20? Feels like 1,000.
What are you celebrating for?
You just got creamed. 50 to 12.
We don't care. We all got to play.