I don't want to give her up.
But we don't have much of a choice.
What you're saying makes sense.
Also, I completely disagree.
Now, come here, my little puddy-balloon.
You're my little dumpster baby, aren't you?
Uh-oh.
[sneezing]
Whoa...
Oh! Oh, Lay Lay you scared--
[screaming]
Uh...
Hi.
Why is that creature in our home?
Oh, you mean Marky, huh?
This is no time for jokes. That is a wild animal.
And why does it have a blinged out collar?
Woo! I'm glad you found that pesky possum, Lay Lay.
Would you believe it?
This totally random animal, that's definitely not our pet,
somehow crawled into our room and right into this collar.
What are the odds?
Uh anyway, we're going to release it back into the wild.
Yes, stop talking and go do that.
Don't look at it, baby.
Those beady little bunny eyes will steal your soul.
[music playing]
I got it!
Everything we need to pay our bill is here in the restaurant.
If these people have enough money to pay for their food,
they have enough to pay for ours.
I'll go ask that guy. I like his mustache.
That's not how it works, Scoot.
We need to give these people something worth paying for.
Oh, I got you.
How are your waltzing skills?
Me and my grandma go every Tuesday,
so I'm really good.
We're about to beg for money.
Don't make this worse.
What else can you do?
Oh, baby. What can't I do?
Your portrait is ready.
Oh, let me see.
So what do you think?
Scram.
I am Marky the Mystic.
Give me a dollar and I will reveal your future.
Fun, but you should know I don't believe
in that kind of mumbo jumbo.
In your future, you will lose one dollar.
Whoa. You're good.
May I interest you in a waltz, sir.
Five dollars a dance.
Ain't no waltzing in here.
It's break dancing or nothing. Scram!
All we've made is three dollars, twenty-two cents, and a button?
Marky, Scoot.
You guys have been here long enough
to eat, digest and eat again.
You need to pay your bill or you'll be working
in the grease vat until you're eighteen.
Please don't send me to the grease vat.
I can't go back to that place. Send him!
He's the bozo who thought he could pay for our meal
with a Pasta Palace gift card.
My friend here has been confused all afternoon.
You take this, right?
Pasta Palace?
No, we don't take that.
You're making a big mistake.
They got a draw bridge
that goes over a moat of marinara,
a crown of cannelloni
and meatballs the size of your biceps.
Ooh, I like Italian food and being treated like royalty.
Well, I just so happened to be in possession
of a Pasta Palace gift card worth twice of what we owe here.
Cover our bill, and we'll give you the card.
You've got yourself a deal.
Add their meal to my bill.
Chow, suckers.
Arrivederci, Pasta Palace gift card.
I hope you know I loved you.
Don't tell my grandma.
Let's head home, Scoot.
It's almost time for dinner.
Like I said, when I eat, I eat.
[music playing]
Lay Lay, I know how much you love Lil' Snotty.
But you've got to let her go.
I know it's hard, but we both know it's
the right thing to do.
Can't we just get rid of your parents instead?
Probably not.
They buy the food.
OK, Lil' Snotty.
You gotta go.
It's a big, beautiful world,
and it's time to find your place out there.
Go on, get.
I'm sorry, Lay Lay. I'll miss her, too.
Man, I knew should have just got a unicorn.
We'll find the right pet.
We just have to keep looking.
No, Sadie.
It'll never happen. I'll never have my own pet to love.
[oinking]
Who are you?
And would you love me forever?
I can smell how much you love me.