- Oh, no!
No.
Ah, no!
Oh, no, what have I done?
(upbeat music)
♪ La, la, la, la, lollipop. ♪
- Let go!
What? I thought we were friends!
Give me my lolly!
No!
Give it!
Let go. Let go!
I got it. I go it.
(window breaks)
(furniture breaks)
Whew. It didn't break.
- What's going on?
- I'm going to give him his lolly back. Here you go.
Hm.
No, I like it.
A cat hair?
Easy now.
Let me just uh, whoops.
Ah. It's okay.
I can fix this.
Whoops. Ah.
Ooh.
Ah, Gweeseek, you can fix this right?
Ah, just a little here,
and there.
Ah. There, good as new!
Oh, Tig Ron you've really done it this time!
- Tiggy, now might be a bad time to tell you
but the caterpillars, they escaped!
(giggling)
- Willy get back here.
(stage crashes)
(audience booing)
- Tiggy, are they booing for us or against us?
- Teach me Gweeseek.
Teach me your ways.
Genius, Gweeseek. Genius.
Hey Nuritza.
- What now?
(Nuritza screams)
Get your foot out of my hard work!
- Not until you admit how bad I am.
- I'll show who's bad! You goody to shoes!
- Admit Nuritza. Admit that I'm a true bad boy.
- Fine! You're bad, but you want to do a look around?
- What?
I can't move my legs!
- That's right bad boy, we're stuck!
- No, no, no. Not to worry.
Gweeseek will build a contraption to get us out.
Come on Seek-seek.
That's right. Good kitty.
There's the toolbox.
(Gweeseek meows)
- So much for that plan.
- I'm done! I'm sick of slick chicken.
- Maybe I'm sick of you!
- Freak! For once in your life just shh!
- Shush me one more time! I dare you!
- Shh!
Ow!
Fleek!
Get off of me!
Ow!
Sick him Seek!
Get me out of here!
(audience cheers)
- Did a butterfly just kiss me?
- Look!
(Tig screams)
- What am I looking at?
- Some fiendish culprit covered my laundry in muck.
I demand justice!
- Hey, look, there's a bunch of little tire tracks
in the mud.
- What were you two doing earlier?
- Us? We have a rock solid alibi.
In fact we were right here testing our new scooter.
(scooter engine roars)
No Seek, wait for me!
Wait! Wait!
- Just one little thing.
(Tig screams)
- Witness me!
Witness me!
(people laugh)
- No, no! Stop laughing!
Stop laughing at me!
- I'm here live at the grand opening of Gloppy Joe's diner.
Will it live up to the colossal hype?
- Oh, no! One bite of the glop
and Prangle's gonna break boss's heart,
on live TV!
- Sink or swim.
It all comes down to the first bite.
(Tig groaning)
This place is a bigger disaster than I could've imagined.
Now I've got it all on the record.
- Could I just add one little last statement?
Lies! Lies! It's all lies, don't believe what she said!
- Let go!
Give it to me.
- Whoa.
- Oh no, what have I done?
- Oops. I'm suddenly doing pushups with my big strong arms.
- Oh no, she loves it.
- Oh my.
- Get a load of this.
Bet you can't do a handstand Prangle!
- Tiggy stop!
You're stuffing my wallpaper.
Please don't!
- See, child's play.
- What? He did that like it was nothing.
She's going for the cake!
Oh no, no, no! Get away from that cake!
Get out of my way!
- No you!
- No!
Yay!
(grandma growls)
Oh. Ow, ow, ouch!
- Out!
(door slams)