Quarantine.
The number between 13 and 15.
No Mary, that's 14. This is the other thing that we talked about.
Shelter in place.
That's right. Swellview's freedom of movement has ended.
It's gone.
Safer at home.
The Vice Mayor says that effective immediately
that everyone in the city of Swellview must remain in their homes.
And it's all because of an industrial accident
I can't describe without laughing.
There's a gas leak at the Bhutt Factory.
That's right, Mary.
Harold Bhutt, whose family has owned Swellview's natural gas power plant
for three generations, released a statement describing
exactly what took place.
The statement says:
An intruder broke in and unclenched a valve downstairs.
The pressure starting building deep in the bowels of our factory.
We were unable to hold it in, and eventually it just leaked out.
Authorities say the gas leak is silent, but it could be deadly.
They also predict that as soon as people are confined to their homes,
they'll suddenly become obsessed with baking bread,
taking pictures of bread,
and posting tons of hot, hot bread pics online.
[gasping]
I'm gonna bake bread!
Quarantine. Quarantine. Quarantine.
Wassup!
What's up?
- You doin' dances? - All day.
You get my bread pics?
Don't have a phone.
OK, I'll email it to you. What's your email?
Oh it's, I don't want to see your bread pics
@ stop sending me dough shots dot stop it!
Uh-huh, and sent! Enjoy!
- Hey, where's Mika? - Who?
- Mika. - Nah, never heard of her.
She's your sister. Now where is she?
I'll tell you where I'm not: my bedroom.
Why?
Because someone had a gas leak of his own earlier today.
Look, it started in the hall and followed me in!
You may never go back there again.
OK, I think we should concentrate on what really matters
in a situation like this, and that is Chapa's dancing.
Yeah, why are you dancing?
Cause I'm going to spend my quarantine making a new Clik Clok dance.
Gonna post it, gonna go viral, gonna get Clik Clok famous!
Ooh, you want a song?
I've been sitting on a couple beats for a minute.
They're about to hatch.
Since when are you sitting on beats?
That's my quarantine path. Check it.
I'm gonna be DJ M-CAT.
I'm gonna host an online dance party every day,
and bake bread every night.
Wassup!
You get my bread pics?
- Love 'em. - Licious.
Don't have a phone!
Well, I gotta go. I'm gonna try to watch all the TV over quarantine.
Like every show, everywhere.
I'm gonna be so smart when I'm done.
- What? - Yeah, what?
What they said.
TV makes you smarter. I don't think you guys watch enough.
And it shows.
Well, I'm gonna spend my quarantine getting actually smarter
by learning a foreign language, like German or Italian.
I already speak Italian, learned it by watching Italian soccer.
On TV.
There is no way you speak Italian.
Mama mia.
OK Chapa, I'm gonna go write you that song.
- It's gonna slap! - What song?
I'm making a new dance for Clik Clok.
Ooh, can I do it with you... during commercial breaks?
Sure.
Aw, look at us. We're gonna crush this quarantine.
We may just be kids, but like the bread in all of our ovens,
we will rise to the occasion.
And here comes Ray.
Help me! Oh my God! You guys gotta help me!
What's wrong?
I'm stuck in the Man's Nest garage!
How did you...
When the quarantine hit, I ran in here to get my collection of
pictures of Henry's mom,
but then I locked myself in and Schwoz isn't here and...
It's a quarantine. Where would he go?
I sent him to Canada yesterday to get all the hair products
I can't get in America, because everybody in this country
just loves whales so much more than they love great hair.
Are there whale parts in your hair gel?
Oh, uh... who cares?
All I know is I'm down to my last bottle of Whaler's Choice hair gel,
I'm stuck in this room!
I don't think I can do this quarantine alone.
Well, maybe it will end tomorrow.
Yeah, don't abandon hope.
Hey, news alert.
Breaking news: the Vice Mayor says that everyone at Swellview
should abandon hope.