Lidel, lidel, lidel, lidel.
Morning Mom!
[giggling]
Good morning, Dad.
Oh. [laughing]
Uh.
Mom, Dad, who's this guy?
I have no idea. Do you see Cecil?
So you can see him too, Bunny?
I thought I was the only one.
I'm your grandfather, GrandPat!
Must we do this every morning?
Just play along. He could be dangerous.
[doorbell ringing]
Oh, hello. Can I help you?
I'm Man Ray... [clearing throat]
um, Maney. Uh. A traveling portrait photographer
and I want to take your picture.
Would you care to peruse my portfolio?
Would love to. Would you look at that?
Isn't that cute?
Oh, my. So artisticle.
Oh, you simply must take a portrait of my whole family.
Oh!
Wait right here while I wrangle my brood,
you evil genius you.
[groaning]
Now to find that basement
and my bomb. [laughing]
This is my darling daughter.
Now, where did I put my darling husband? Mm mm mm.
Dirty laundry time.
Mom, I'm doing a show.
And I'm doing the laundry.
Come on, over with your dirty shorts.
Oh. [groaning]
Hey, Mom, since you're here, why don't you do that thing
with your tattoo?
Oh. [chuckles]
Oh, all right.
Whoo. [chuckles]
Huh? Dinner? Whoa!
Here we are. It's called a Trasharoad.
I learned it from a show I saw today... I think.
I must've cooked mine too long.
Blown apple teet.
Mmm. Delicious. Mom.
Get this. I just booked a sponge with square pants
who does a bubble act.
And the best best is, I did on my toy telephone.
[mooing]
[laughing]
So daper.
[giggling]
You'll be back later.
Wait!
Be back means you left. Where you going?
To our jobs, of course.
What is jobs?
Dear, I think it's time for... the talk.
Put down the baseball mitt, son.
You see, Patrick, when an employee and an employer
love each other very much, a brand new job is born.
A job gives your life meaning, a purpose.
I want one of those job thingies.
Our man child is becoming a man man.
Oh, good. Maybe he can move his can can out
of the house house.
[gasping]
Patrick! Squidina! Anyone? I have important news.
[screaming]
[grunting]
Morning, Gladys.
Morning, Bunny.
Huh? Hmm.
[grunting]
Mop up the floor with him!
Dad's got this!
Patrick. Oh.
Oh. What is it, Mom? Tell us. What is it?
[groaning]
I made jelly sandwiches.
Yay!
Hey, Mom, do you have any enemies?
Well, of course not, dear.
I love everybody.
Huh?
But this toaster is really starting to tick me off!
[grunting]
[humming]
[growling]
[grunting]
[panting]
Hmm. Oh, I see the problem now. I forget to plug it in.
[laughing]
Thanks for displaying grace under pressure, Mom.
Ooh, I always have Grace on display.
No pressure needed.
Patrick Star, what did I tell you
about teasing the toilet?
Ah. I was just trying to find the funky smell.
Well, it's not Tinklet.
I give him a good scrub every day.
Time for walkies.
[humming]
Oh, I'm a sucker for these carnival games.
[screaming]
As you know, tonight is family movie night.
Yay!
But first, we all have to do our weekly household chores.
Do we have to?
Uh-uh, no back sass now.
Chores are something we do for fun.
Cecil, you've got the grass cutting.
GrandPat, put away that radio.
Squidina on floors.
Ah.
And Patrick, garbage duty.
Oh a.
And I'm gonna vacuum.
[gasping]
Just think, the dust free Brickabrick.
[groaning]
The spotless, speckless spots.
[gasping]
Major mail order vacuum, but I love it!
[humming]
[giggling]
Ooh. Patrick's time closet. Mm. Mmm.
I finished cleaning a little early.
I could use a break.
Maybe a little adventure before movie night.
Should I? Oh, why not?
[laughing]
Paris in the 1800s, been there.
Now, this place looks positively barbaric.
Ah. Adventure and a little cleaning up,
[gasping] Here I go.
Ooh.
Ooh, I like this dry heat.
Ooh.
Is it attractive attraction that I'm attracted to?
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo.
[clearing throat]
Huh?
How much does it cost to get in?
It could cost you your life.
What manner of armor are you wearing?
Oh, this old thing?
It's just something I threw together.
[whistling]
[growling]
[groaning]
Oh. This armor is so soft and breathable.
I feel so light.
And it's 100% machine washable.
[humming]
[laughing]
[humming]
[coughing]
[screaming]
[humming]
Trick or treat.
[screaming]
Gosh, do you think we're doing this right?
We must be. We've gotten candy from every kid tonight.
Maybe we should save some for Patrick and Squidina.
Nah. [laughing]
Whee!
Here, we have some more traditional club nod dishes,
100 year old bread...
Phony baloney...
[grunting]
- Whoa! - Oh, my leg!
And this one is my favorite, rock soup.
[groaning]
Oh.
It takes skill and artistry. Observe.
[buzzing]
[gasping] Oh.
[unintelligible]
Now, it is your turn.
But you've swatted all the flies.
Mmm. [laughing]
[buzzing]
Go ahead, dear.
[unintelligible]
[grunting]
[buzzing]
[screaming]
[buzzing]
[screaming]
Give it back, or else.
Or else what?
[laughing]
[gasping]
Oh, no, you don't, Mister.
[gasping]
And I stepped in poo poo. [laughing]
Real good thing my vacuum is also a power scrubber.
Hah! Get a load of this.
[humming]
Tada!
Knick knack!
[groaning]
An iron maiden. No way. I use those to relax.
[grunting]
Give it back, or else.
Hey, mister, use a glass.
Huh?
There, now drink it down.
Ooh, a milk mustache. How ever shall I wipe it off?
[gasping] You wouldn't dare.
[unintelligible]
Ha! So much for your tidy powers.
Look, I'm a reasonable woman.
I didn't want to hurt anybody, so if you'll just step aside?
No, no step aside. Hmm.
[gasping] Was that back sass?
By Neptune's broom, charge me!
[gasping]
[laughing] Can't get me.
No. No. No! [screaming]
Hey!
Where's our dad?
[giggling]
Just shake him out, he'll be fine.
Ah.
[grunting]
Thank you for the adventure.
Onward to movie night!
[squawking]
Ooh, what are you guys watching?
Some cheesy barbarian movie.
I told 'em to wait for you.
[gasping]
Oh, I missed a spot.
I'll be right back. [panting]