You dumb babies!
Hey, Angelica, wanna play space man?
No, this isn't playtime.
If we're sharing a room, that means we're married.
Eh, gosh, are you sure?
I forgot your squishy little brain
doesn't know stuffs yet.
Yes, my mommy and daddy told me already.
So things are going to be a little different.
Um, maybe they could stay the same as always.
Face the facts, Pickles, we're married now.
And you heard Aunt Didi, you gotta listen to me.
And first thing, I'm gonna tell you,
is donate all your toys to charity.
Now, tuck in your shirt, we're having a dinner party.
Here comes the schetti.
No, I don't wanna.
But you love schetti.
I don't want schetti, I want cookies.
But I made schetti.
I said, "I don't want it", you dumb baby!
[gasping]
You spoiled him!
Me?
It just fell out of my mouth. Forgive me, papa.
Maybe I'm not cut out to be anyone's baby boy.
Yes, you are, Chuckie.
Your real daddy... Um, Angelica, I tried to listen
and be a good roomie like my mommy said,
but, uh, I don't want to be married anymore.
[shrieking]
This is not good, not good at all.
Doctor Angelica,
I have been waiting here a long time. Ow!
Tough luck! I got Finster on the table!
I gotta figure out what's wrong!
And trust me, with him, there's a lot wrong.
Uh, it's 'cause I eated a worm, isn't it?
You ate a worm?
Ooh, only part of a worm.
[music playing]
Hmm.
[music playing]
Once I eated a watermelon seed
and I thought my tummy was gonna explode
but nothing happened then.
[gasping]
Oh, this is way worser than any old watermelon seed.
Chuckie, I'm sorry to say you've got wormy-oliosis.
What is that?
Well, first you'll get all long and slimy
and then you'll turn into a worm who has to live in dirt.
- No fair! - Lucky!
But Doctor Angelica, can you fix his wormy-oliosis?
If only I could Tommy, but there's no cure.
Well, gotta go.
Grandpa's public isn't fair, Cynthia.
We're not sharing any cookies,
'specially not with those walking diapies.
Angelica, we need a dinosaur tooth.
Do you know where we can get one?
Dinosaur Tooth?! What for?
To cure Chuckie's wormy-oliosis.
See? I founded it right here in my mama's medicine book.
I'll have these cookies done in no time. Ow!
They'll be worth the wait. Promise.
I do know where you can find a dinosaur tooth, Tommy.
In the park, but you better hurry
because Finster's gonna turn into a worm boy any minute.
In fact, he's looking kinda slimy already.
Angelica, where are the babies?
Who?
Why would you tell me the babies were okay
when you knew they weren't even there?
It's all Susie Carmichael's fault.
She had to show off with her dumb medicine book.
Uh, we're gonna have a long talk, you and me,
when I'm not so out of breath.
Grandpa, I know I was bad, but nobody expects me
to be an angel.
Psst! Finster. Talk to me for a sec.
I-I-I-I don't want any trouble, Angelica.
No trouble. I wanna play a new game.
It's called, Be My Jonathan.
I made it up special for you and me.
I'd ask Tommy but you know how he gets.
Reptar! Use your laser beams!
I have tried to be more adventurous lately.
Good. Now go get the frosted animal cookies
out of the bag Aunt Didi hides behind the Hanukkah stuff.
- Where's that? - In the pantry.
- But where? - The bottom shelf.
- How many cookies? - Only the pink ones.
Okay.
[music playing]
What's a pantry?
Ugh, Chuckie, you're bad at this.
I tried to tell ya that.
- You're fired! - Shh!
Oh, hello, Susie Carmichael.
Do you wanna play, Be My J-- I never really
Nope, never, no way.
[sighing]
[slurping]
Jonathan! I said, "Half apple, half cranberry!"
I'mma ride the car, now.
Whoa!
[laughing]
Now, are you sure you turned the knob three times?
This mist level feels like five.
Sorry, your excellently.
Ooh, Phillip, Phillip, Phillip.
Ooh, can ya help him, Lil?
I'm not sure anyone can help him.
Nah, this is a peasy one. Watch.
[music playing]
[grunting]
Jonathan, where's my mist?!
I can't wait around here all day!
[screaming]
You're fired!
This is my brand new, Just Like Me doll.
See? She's just like me.
Uh, how much like you?
Duh, Susie, 'zactly like me.
She looks just like me
and she talks just like me, too!
Tell the babies who you are.
I'm Angelica Pickles.
Just like me.
I'm three years old.
Sound familiar?
My friends all call me, "Angie".
No, we don't.
I like you.
Hold on! Something's wrong!
Great idea. You're amazing. Let's share.
What?! I'd never say that junk!
This isn't just like me at all!
[music playing]
[Angelica] Push!
I wanna go higher!
Let's ask a grown-up.
I wasn't talking to you!
Babies, push harder!
I'm Angie. I like you.
I said, "Push harder!"
Hey, there.
[giggling]
You're pushing her?!
Sorry, Angelica, we can't help it.
[Tommy] Angie's so nice.
[laughing]
[gasping] You call that a hole?!
It's barely a dent! Dig faster!
We're digging as fast as we can.
Yeah. You're not being very nice, Angelica.
Who cares about being nice? Keep digging!
Whoof, I don't think I wanna dig anymore.
If we work together, we can do anything.
She's right. Let's dig.
Yeah, good idea, Angie.
- Let's dig for Angie. - Yeah, Angie.
[music playing]
It's not fair.
I've been the boss of those babies for years,
but now it's all "Angie, Angie, Angie".
Uh, just because she's nice?
Hey, what if we have a peas parade for Grandpa.
[cheering]
Slow down, President Baldy.
We all know what Grandpa's favoritest thing
in the world is, his 'dorable granddaughter.
If ya really wanna cheer him up,
the parade should be all about me!
Nah, peas are more fun.
Sorry, Angelica, but I know Grandpa,
and we're sticking with peas.
Cynthia, if those dumb babies think they can put
on a better parade than we can,
they got a diaper full of dreams.
Hello, parade people.
Welcome to the manual Angelica Day Angelica Parade.
I'm your queen, Angelica! You may throw flowers and candy!
[kissing]
[groaning]
[screaming]
This is not working for me, Tommy Pickles.
I just got here and that drool factory
covered Cynthia in dog spit!
And if he keeps doing bad stuff, your mommy and daddy,
are gonna take him back to the puppy store!
So, keep him away from my Cynthia!
Let me get this straight.
As usual, you babies aren't even good at being bad.
So, now you need my help?
Yes, please, Angelica.
They're gonna give away Spike and keep the puppy.
But you love Spike more than the puppy, right?
Well... I do not like the puppy
or anything that thinks it's cuter than me.
And Spike does let Cynthia ride him
when her racehorse is tired.
So, I guess I can help him out.
Great. [barking]
What should we do?
Hmm. What's in this for me?
[dinging]
Ooh.
There's a lot more where this came from.
[grunting]
Just the baby I was looking for.
I was thinking we could play,
Let Lil Drive My Cynthia Car.
But you said if we ever droveded your Cynthia car,
you'd frow all our toys in the ocean for sharks to eat.
I say a lot of things.
If you wanna drive the car, follow me.
Uh.
Lil! What are you doing?! Slow down!
I gotta wave to my aboring fans! Who taught you how to drive?!
No one, why?
Because you're terrible!
Whoa!
Lil, you're wrecking everything!
You're totally incontinent!
Lil! I told you to slow down! Right now!
[screaming]
Uh. I don't even like peas. Uh.
[giggling]
I'm almost there.
Get that dolly outta of my face.
You're amazing.
Oh, okay, the dolly can stay.
But the rest of you
better get off my jungle gym now!
Oh, I'm starting to wish nice Angie wasn't so nice.
Hey, back away from those babies!
Says who?!
Says me, Angelica!
And what if I don't?
I'm counting. One... two... three!
Oh.
[crying] Mommy! That girl is mean!
And don't you forget it!
Thank you, Angelica. You saved us.