Good morrow, fine sir.
I'm Clyde McBride and this is my associate, Lincoln Loud.
Together, we're known as Clincoln McCloud.
We're a team.
We'd love the opportunity to work in your fine establishment as a team.
Two for one?
Now you're speaking Flip's language.
If you peruse our joint resume, I think you'll find--
Never mind that. You're hired.
Woohoo!
We'll get to see where the nacho cheese comes from!
And read the comics as soon as they're delivered.
And use the flippy machine!
Ooh, flippies.
Hey, Stinkin McFartcloud,
your internship started ten seconds ago.
If everything went according to plan last night,
today's gym class should be all about...
The parachute!
- We did it, buddy! - Remember this moment.
[cheering]
Woohoo! Lincoln, you're a hero!
It wasn't just me.
It was a team effort by Clincoln McCloud.
Clincoln McCloud! Clincoln McCloud!
- Clincoln McCloud! - So where's coach?
Probably on the phone planning his wedding.
Wow. All the best venues must be booked.
I think it's worse than that, Clyde.
You're right. He looks like my Nana after she loses Bingo.
Bingo's her dog, not the game.
[screaming]
[grunting]
Ugh.
I guess you guys don't have to beat us up,
because apparently we can do it ourselves.
[laughing]
Ah, we weren't really going to beat you up.
We just wanted to make you sweat a little.
Well, it worked.
This is my third shirt of the day.
[laughing]
Hey kid, you dropped your-- Hey, are these snickerdoodles?
Uh, yeah. On me, help yourself.
Wow, these are good. What's your name again?
I'm Clyde McBride, and this is Lincoln Loud.
We're also known as Clincoln McCloud.
Clincoln McCloud BFFs.
Wow. These cards are so dorky,
they're actually cool.
Hey, Lynn, is pit stains your brother?
Uh, yeah.
He and his friend are all right.
Yeah, I guess they are after all.
If I didn't know better, I'd swear we woke up in a zombie apocalypse.
Ha! That's funny. It does kind of look like it.
The only thing missing is an actual...
[groaning]
Zombie!
Run! Ahh!
We lost it, but who knows how many more are out here?
Do you think they got her families?
I doubt it. Lynn's a black belt and Lola's a biter.
Yeah, and my dads are really tough.
They once fought all fifty angry shoppers for an antique candelabra.
Listen, Clyde, we knew this day would come.
Right now, let's get to our secret hideout for supplies and zombie fighting here.
Good call. Clincoln McCloud!
Mind if we stop at the Burpin' Burger?
I need to use the bathroom.
I know it's for paying customers, but I really have to go.
It's the apocalypse guide.
I think that rule is out the window.
Looks like everyone left here in a hurry too.
Or were attacked by zombies. Clyde?
[groaning]
- The zombies. - Never mind. I'll pee later!
Remember what Colonel Austin said?
We might not be able to stop 'em, but we can slow 'em down.
[groaning]
- Clincoln... - McCloud!
Oh, we don't have a--
We should totally start a cookie business!
We'd be the Cookie Kings of Royal Woods
Cookies! Cookies for everyone!
Mr. McBride, Mr. Loud, you're needed in the tasting room.
[yelling]
Ooh! Which of these new flavors should we release? Caramel crunch?
Mocha fudge? Marshmallow swirl?
All of them!
I'm so sorry, Mr. Mc Bride and Mr. Loud,
but we've run out of room for all the money you're making.
O can't wait to see all of our thousands of photos.
Clincoln McCloud forever!
Well, Clyde, I've had something that I've needed to tell you.
It's been eating at me for three weeks.
There just wasn't enough time to...
Linky! You're the best brother ever!
Ooh, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!
You too, Clyde.
My patching career is saved,
and I owe it all to you.
Yup, we're all immortalized in... wait.
Where are all of our pictures?
Well, that's what I wanted to tell you. When you were distracting Coach P.
I remembered how much Lola's pageant career means to her.
And, well, I had to make a choice. At the last minute,
I stop copying our files and made the switch for Lola instead.
Now, where did I leave off?
- Sorry, pal. - But we'll be forgotten.
Guys, what you did means everything to me.
I know I may act like a little crazy pants sometimes,
but I'll never forget you for this.
Never, ever.
Well, that's one way to keep from being forgotten,
even if we'll be living with the chickens like Mindy Malik.
I thought it was Marshall.
Hey, you guys made it into the yearbook.
What?
Coach blew it, though.
Check it out here in the crease.
Yearbook staff photo?
I can't believe it.
It's... It's...
Clincoln McCloud forever!
- We're famous! - Sweet immortality!
Make way, boys!
See, it's never too late to follow your passion.
Oh, my hunches.