[crying]
Oh, my poor sweet bebe.
I know, I know. You don't feel well,
but please, please, go to sleep.
Yes, if you sleep, then we can sleep,
which we haven't done
for approximately 23 hours, 15 minutes and 17 seconds.
[crying]
♪ You'll get over your cold Try taking a snooze ♪
♪ In dreamland There's no coughing ♪
♪ Or noses filled with ooze ♪
Oh, I think it's working.
[sneezing, crying]
I know. Try talking to him about history.
That always puts me to sleep.
Hurtful, but true.
Chapter one: The battle of Puebla.
Ow.
It had to be easier to win than this battle.
Oh, I have an idea. Hold.
[crying]
Look, my darling. It's the counting sheep book.
This always put CJ and Carl to sleep
when they were babies.
He really doesn't like books right now.
Oh, uh, how about Teddy Bear Talks-a-lot?
♪ I'm Teddy Bear Talks-a-lot ♪
♪ Everyone's favorite Singing bot ♪
♪ We're gonna be best friends You'll see ♪
[laughing]
[distorted talking]
Oh, I guess Teddy talks no more.
[groaning]
Oh.
Hi, Carlitos. I'm Mr. Fluff.
I want to be your best friend.
[babbling]
[laughing]
Toot toot. Toot.
[laughing]
Balloon. Balloon.
[laughing]
[babbling]
[laughing]
[grunting]
Uh, so close.
[babbling]
Hey, Carlitos! Cute toy, huh?
I'm going to need more quarters. Mommy!
Oh, sorry, Carlitos,
but nobody wins those claw games.
They're rigged.
[grunting]
I think somebody needs a nap.
Me.
[grunting]
Carlitos. Hee hee.
[giggling]
We'll be right back.
I'm here at the Great Lake City annual go-cart race
with two of its youngest competitors,
Sid Chang and Ronnie Anne Santiago.
Girls, what's your favorite pat of racing?
Competing with my best friend.
Winning at all costs.
Sorry, it's the helmet talking.
Oh.
[chuckles] No, no, no.
I'm Ronnie Anne. Really.
No, not the duct tape.
Let's go.
[screaming]
Wait. Okay, come back.
Look what I brought, my collection of antique toys.
Aren't they magnificent?
Nelson brought some of his too.
Ooh.
No. No, no, no. These are for you to look at,
not to play with.
They're more valuable inside the box.
I think I know how to get rid this guy.
Mr. Nakamura,
can you please make us some popcorn?
Oh, sure. My favorite vintage snack.
[chuckles] It's play time.
Popcorn's ready.
For the love of all things antique.
Is this one of those stretchy toys?
Whoopsie.
Let's start with Romeo.
He's successful, creative and a good friend of the family.
Carlos, Carlitos. [speaking Spanish]
Hey, Romeo,
can you watch this little guy for a sec?
I have to run a quick errand down the block.
Glado, KC! I love spending time with this chickadee.
Thanks. Just hang out, have fun, do whatever you'd do
if I wasn't spying, I mean, here. Okay, bye bye.
[door shutting]
[whistling]
Okay, nanny cam, show me what you got.
Why don't we finger paint until your papa gets back?
[babbling]
Ooh, I see artistic genius runs in the family. Oh.
Speaking of running in the family,
in Salvador Dali the fourth. I gotta take this.
[speaking Spanish]
Leaving a baby alone, not ideal.
[thudding]
Aye, mijo, no!
Got ya.
[snoring]
[grunting]
Nice disguise.
Now we just have to get past your dog.
[snoring]
[squeaking]
[laughing]
[making driving noises]
[grunting]
[gasping]
Mom, you're running me off the road.
You mean my road, mijo.
[making driving noises]
[grunting]
Whoa! Must have hit the nitro.
Oh, no, you don't.
Good thinking.
It's a long crawl to the arcade. You might need some wheels.
You coming down, Ronnie Anne?! I finally perfected my move!
I call it the Laird-inator. [grunting]
Ooh.
Come on, Laird. You got this!
You just have to believe in yourself.
[grunting]
Wow, I'm getting some serious air!
[sighing]
I should have known. This could only be the work
of... el babito.
Hand over the cheesy chips.
What in the-
[Carlito laughing]
Jail break! Jail break!
He's on to us!
This could only mean he's escaped to his secret lair.
I knew it.
[giggling]
[laughing]
The jig is up, babito, hand over the cheesy chips.
[gasping] Agents, strike!
[farting]
[coughing]
[speaking Spanish]
[grunting]
Get back here!
[gasping]
Chip?
[laughing]
[gasping]
[grunting]
Mission accomplished.
Mijo, what did I tell you
about eating snacks before dinner?
You'll spoil your appetite.
[groaning] Mama!
You made it, Carlitos.
[laughing]
The only way in is through the hatch up top.
[gasping]
[banging]
On your mark, get set, wham!
[screaming]
Best friends together at last.
[laughing]
Now we can have so much fun!
Whoa! Help me, Carlitos!
Hey, I got one. Ha-ha!
Who says these games were rigged?
Whoa, whoa, two for one. Must be my lucky day.
[babbling]
Huh, huh.
They sure make teddy bears hi-tech these days.
This one even talks.
[whimpering]
Remember when he needed me?
[whimpering]
Tio Carlos, Tia Frida,
I should have listened to you guys
and waited for Carlitos to warm up to me
instead of forcing it.
[babbling]
I'm so happy Carlitos likes me now,
but I got way more than I bargained for.
I'll probably have to take him to college with me.
[chuckles] Lucky you.
[grunting] [squeaking]
Huh? I thought he loved that whale.
When he plays with something for too long,
he gets sick of it.
- He does? Hmm. - Hmm.
[babbling]
Oh, I wanna play too.
[grunting, growling]
Let's play. Cannonball!
[chuckles]
[snoring]
[babbling]
Dada.
Madre mia, it's happening. Frida!
It's been fun, little dude.
Ronnie Anne.
I might not be Carlitos' favorite anymore,
but at least he knows my real name.
Hey, dudes, it's me, Ronnie Anne.
Just coming to play with Carlitos.
Tia Frida! [chuckles]
It's okay. You don't have to do that.
[chuckles]
I'm not Tia Frida, I'm Ronnie-
[moaning]
[laughing]