Hold on to your bottles!
Tommy, I think now might be a good time...
[roaring]
to go faster-er.
Don't worry, it says right here, "Stuffs in the mirror
are further-er than they appear."
[roaring]
[screaming]
Maybe it said closer-er!
For pete's sake, that's why the little kids
should leave reading to the grown ups!
[screaming]
[roaring]
[screaming]
[groaning]
Reptar overboard! Tommy stop!
[grunting]
I'll save ya, Reptar! [gasping]
[trembling]
At least, you won't get crushed alone.
[roaring]
[sniffing]
[laughing]
Ah, we founded a hamster ball.
[trembling]
[gasping]
We'll be okay. Ha.
What's safer than a hamster ball?
[screaming]
Somebody wants their toy back.
[groaning]
After you find your stu-driver, [groaning]
i-if you see my Debbie doll, please tell her, I said, "hi".
Sure, Susie.
[panting]
I know today hasn't been easy, Didi, but you are so very brave.
- Thank you. - There's just one more thing.
Tommy, the grownups are back in the house.
This door is mine!
Go through it, Stu! Go through it!
This home has been officially decluttered.
Take a moment to reflect.
Lady Declutter will see herself out.
Afort Tommy! Afort! The organizer-er is coming!
I can't leave without my--
- Tommy? Oh. - Stu-driver.
I can always count on you.
- Ooh. - What was that? Tommy?
Susie's Debbie doll.
[laughing]
Oh, how lovely.
Oh, how fine.
[laughing]
Oh, Cynthia, I love it when you tell that story.
Don't you love that story, dear?
I said, "Don't you just love it
when Cynthia tells that story, dear?"
Oh, um, sure, dear.
I'd like to impose a toast to my husband, Thomas,
the okaying husband a lady could ever--
[squeaking]
Hey!
Where do you think you're going? Get back here!
O-oh. I'm sorry, Angelica.
We've only been married ten minutes!
You can't go crawling off!
Stop following me! Ah!
Pet me more.
Um, okay.
Woof, bark, woof, thank you.
Ha. You'll never find me, Rusty.
[giggling]
Woof, bark, woof. Ready or not, here I come.
Hahaha.
[laughing] And fetch!
[groaning]
[laughing]
Woof, bark, woof, woof, bark, woof, bark, woof, woof, bark,
bark, woof, bark, bark.
Roll over.
And roll, and roll, and roll.
Hey, there, sprouts. Whatcha been up to?
What's in the wagon?
Can't... see.
Eh. Ow.
[screaming]
Lill, I told you to slow it down! Right now!
[screaming]
Uh! I don't even like peas!
Uh. [laughing]
Angelica, are you okay? What's going on?
Grandpa, I made you a giant float of me
so I could give you 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.
Whoo. [sighing]
Anyway, I got this great new coffee maker.
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]
Hi, I'm Angie. What to play?
Uh, don't do it, guys, Sure, she sounds nice.
But amember, she's just like Angelica.
Don't worry, Chuckie.
If she were just like Angelica, would she let me do this?
Hey, there. Nice to meet you.
Ooh, me next.
Angie, wanna dance?
I like your style.
I wanna play hair messer.
Don't Lill, not that!
Uh. Oh.
You make me happy.
- Hehe. - Uh.
Wow. This doll is nothing like Angelica.
[door shutting]
Oh, gee, I guess you're right, Susie.
I wonder if she'll let me, uh--
Back off, mister! [screaming]
Time to shut this doll down!
I had a bad dream last night.
It was even more ghastly.
My dreamed that Foster was in charge
of the whole house.
And Mommy and Daddy and Grandpa did whatever he wanted.
And when birds eat the frogs...
What happened when you waked up?
When I waked up, I went to my Mommy and Daddy's bedroom
to make sure it was just a dream.
But it wasn't a dream!
Foster was right there in bed snuggling
with my Mommy and Daddy in their bed!
Now, I understand how Spike must have feeled
when he couldn't get belly rubs and Foster did.
'Cause it's the same way I feeled
when I didn't get a bottle and Foster did.
If Foster gets to drink milk and snuggle
with Mommy and Daddy, that means he's the one doggie.
What do you mean, the one doggie?
My Mommy say we only gots room for one doggie.
They must've picked Foster.
Hey, Phil, where's Lill?
She's with Chuckie now. [groaning]
[groaning]
My Mom or Jonathan.
What's a Jonathan?
It's a new game I'm playing with Angelica.
[gasping] Oops.
I has to pick up Cynthia from her spa appoinkment.
Right, so what's the fun part of the game?
Oh, I get to drive the car around
and that's the only fun part.
Wouldn't you rather play with us and Lill?
Can't, I'm in too deep.
Jonathan, what's taking so long?!
I want to see Cynthia all glowy and relaxed!
Gotta go. Angelica says a Jonathan never rests.
Ooh, I'm still not light enough to fly.
Well, pick your nose! Both holes!
Ew, Phil, no.
H-H-Hey, looks like Chuckie's getting in touch
with his wild side.
Chuckie?
Hey, buddy.
[screaming]
Chuckie! Chuckie! Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo!
Get tied to a balloon!
This is not a drill!
Almost.
Whoa! Whoa!
Other balloons, if you can hear me,
come back to your friend!
I got 'em!
Ah! [gasping]
I got 'em.
You're okay, Chuckie.
You are the true dad reflex master.
Thanks to my catapult.
Up high! Oh, yeah!
But okay, that hurt so reel it in just a little.
Chuckie, you flied.
But I didn't get to the party, or find any balloons.
I'm sorry, balloon.
Maybe I could pretend to be a balloon
like your friends.
[gasping]
Chuckie, you made 'em all come back.
Look balloon, your friends are here!
Wait. Wait. W-why are they floating away?
[chattering]
Come here, balloons!
Rogue balloons, 12 o'clock!
[groaning]
[everyone] Dang!
What? Haven't you ever heard of mom reflexes?
[groaning]
Careful! It might be slipperies!
[groaning]
Ooh, I can't look.
[groaning and whimpering]
I'm almost there.
[groaning]
Tommy, can you see the teeth?
Yep, uh, there's lots of 'em, nice and, uh, uh, pointy.
[groaning]
[whimpering]
[groaning]
Tommy, come back!
[groaning]
I can be a worm boy if I gots too.
Even if I don't look like me.
But I gots to eat gross stuffs
just so I can make poop for the garden.
But I gots to go live in dirt all alone,
it's okay.
But you won't be alone i-if you turn into a worm boy,
we'll still be your friends
'cause you'll still be Chuckie on the inside.
Really, Tommy?
Of course, nothing can keep us apart.