All language subtitles for Littlest.Pet.Shop.S04E03_3

Blythe: Almost done?

Yes. Almost... done?

I mean it's not perfect by any
stretch of the imagination, but-

[yips]

Yikes!

You don't like it.

Well, I don't know that it's a
good everyday look, but...

If I ever get a job
as a street performer,

I'll know who to come
to for makeup lessons.

[giggles]

I don't know why,
but it's a lot harder

to put this stuff on somebody
else's face than it is your own.

It is for me, anyway.

Obviously.

[laughs]

Did you both say the same thing,
just now? I mean, the obviously?

Uh-huh.

That's so cool you can
understand each other.

I'd love to be able to talk
to my pet... if I had one.

Blythe, I've been thinking:

my aunt has Buttercream
and you have Zoe

and the rest of the day
campers as your pet pals.

Well, maybe it's time for me
to have a pet friend, too.

Really? I think
that's awesome.

Yeah, but I wanna make
sure I pick the right pet.

Darling, you can
help her with that.

That's a great idea, Zoe.

What's Zoe's
great idea?

That I can help you
find the perfect pet.

Maybe I can set up a bunch
of interviews and, you know,

pre-screen for the
ones you'd like the best.

Ooh! This is getting exciting!

All you have to do is tell me
what kind of pet you'd like.

Well...I'd like an adorable
furry, or scaly, or feathery...

or fishy forever friend.

OK. Got it. Kinda general, but
it's a starting point, now--

But they can't be too big or
too small and if they're furry,

not overly furry.

They should be
super-friendly, of course,

but it's OK if they're socially
awkward, but not too awkward.

Sounds like you may have
your work cut out for you.

You know, Zoe? I think
you may be right.

You think about
all the things

That you love to do

It all comes true

You find a place
you never knew

Where you're happy to

Just be you!

We can be [yeah]

Who we want to be [yeah]

At littlest pet shop

You and me
We can be [yeah]

Who we want to be [yeah]

At littlest pet shop

You and me

Mrs. Twombly:
Well, there we go.

Littlest Pet Street
development project.

As if seen from a hot air
balloon or large flying reptile.

Pretty good.

Aha!

This looks like
performing bear fur.

And if there's
anyone who knows

what performing bear
fur looks like,

it's me, Circus Animal Control
Officer Clive Gimbal!

[sniff] P.U.! This performing
bear needs a bath!

Agh!

OK, Youngmee, over the last
few days I've talked to

a bunch of
prospective pets,

but maybe instead of showing
you all the interviews,

Great!
we can narrow
things down a bit.

So, I'm sure by now you've
decided if you want a mammal,

reptile, bird, or fish.

Um, yes?

You don't sound very sure.

Sorry. I guess I don't want
to limit myself just yet.

OK. Do you have any
thoughts on size?

Yes!

Perfect. How big do
you want your pet?

Big enough?

Youngmee!

I'm sorry! I do know I want
my pet to be able to move.

Well, that's a start.

Great idea to throw
a snack party, Zoe.

Thanks, sweetie.
I have my moments.

Mmmmm. Your mushroom
cookies are fungus-tastic!

Glad you like 'em!

Wanna try my gourmet snack?

Isn't that
just a banana?

Uh-huh.

OK! Mmmm!

Does anyone want some
housefly souffle?

NO!

Good.

[munching]

[gasp] Beh, beh, beh, beh

beh, beh, beh, beh, beh--

What is wrong. my friend?

Did we cause you
emotional distress

by our unified rejection
of your grotesque snack?

BEEEEEEAAAAAAR!

[growls]

[screams]

Why is a bear running
loose in Downtown City?

Oh, no! This is the start
of the bear-pocalypse

as foretold in that fine
made-for-television film,

Bearpocalypse Meets
Pirahnapalooza!

So true! Downtown City is no
place for a frightening bear.

Ahem.

Oh, yeah! You're a
bear in Downtown City.

Aha, ha. But, you are quite
cute and non-threatening.

For the moment.

There's gotta be a logical
explanation of why-

[growls]

There's a very large bear
standing right behind me,

isn't there?

[growls]

[screams]

Um, I'm a poodle, obviously,
and I like squeaky toys best

as they sound like tiny
mythological creatures

to my mind. You know,
elves, gnomes, pixies.

Not trolls or ogres or the
like. Just the friendly ones.

When I hear a squeaky toy, it
takes me to my happy place.

Youngmee: What
did she say?

She really loves squeaky
toys because they remind her

of magical creatures
and happy places.

Oh. I'm not sure how
to react to that.

Yeah, me neither.

You all wouldn't happen
to have any squeaky toys

or pixies here, would you?

[scream]

[growls and clears throat]

[Russian accent]One moment,
please. [clears throat]

Ah, there. Forgive me, the
tiny window was unlatched

so I squeezed through
and let myself in.

How did you ever do that?

I get much practice squeezing
into tiny clown car at circus.

Also, please forgive
for menacing noises.

I was not making with growl,
but merely clearing throat.

It's full of dust out there.

Haha! If I may ask,
what is this place?

Well, Mr. Big Bear,
you've only stumbled

into the very best pet place
in the whole wide world...

The Littlest Pet Shop!
Nice hat, by the way.

Haha. Oh, thank
you. My name Ivan.

I am circus performer
who is also bear.

I not mean to impose, but
would it be allowable to stay

for short period of time?

I was accidentally separated
from travelling circus

and need place to
hide out for a while.

Hide out? From what?

Not what, who. There is
Circus Animal Control Officer

who has picked up my scent.

Where I come from, man
in uniform chasing bear

almost never ends
well... for bear.

[inhale] Now here I am, drawn
in by the delightful aroma

of delicious-smelling
pet treats.

So, may I stay until owner
realizes I am missing?

Can you give us
one moment, Ivan?

Da.

What should we do?

Need I remind everyone that,
jaunty clown cap or not,

we're dealing with
a big scary bear

with big scary claws and teeth?

Oh, please. Don't you think
if he was going to eat us,

he would've done it by now?

Not necessarily.

He might've eaten recently and
is just saving us for dessert.

Ah, that's just silly, Sunil.

Everyone knows bears
don't like dessert.

As a bear, I can
tell you that dessert

is the most important meal of
the day. Not counting breakfast,

brunch, lunch, afternoon
snack, and dinner.

What if we tell him he can stay

as long as he
doesn't gobble us up?

[agreeing chatter]

Ivan, we've decided you can stay

as long as you
promise not to eat us.

It deal, my friends. Now,
may I impose upon you

to share your scrumptious
pet treats? [lip smacks]

Am so hungry I could eat a
whole day camp full of pets.

[screams]

Kidding! I'm kidder.

[relieved sighs]

Oh, you're making it too easy
on me, Mr. Performing Bear.

Nothing escapes the watchful
eye of Clive Gimbal,

Circus Animal Control Officer!

Yo, I'm a gerbil and I
like to work out a lot.

You know what I mean?
Lifting weights.

AH... burrowing under
cedar shavings, whatever.

Any sort of thing that helps
keep this bro fit and trim.

Oh, and I love Korean
food. Kimchi is fantastic!

Spicy pickled cabbage... BOOM!

He likes exercising
and eating Korean food.

Uh, I don't know...

Youngmee, I'm not just saying
this because he's the 19th pet

interview we've seen,

but I think he might
be perfect for you.

He's adorable and
he likes kimchi.

He is adorable but, and
do NOT tell my parents,

I don't like kimchi.

Whoa ..Whoa ... Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa ... Gah!

[crash]

[humming] Howling harpsichords!
There's a bear in the hizzouse!

Well, the pets certainly seem
to be getting along with him.

Oh, Blythe must've checked him
in while I was upstairs working

on my model Littlest Pet Street.

I have to admit,

I never expected to see a
huge bear in the day camp.

Then again, I never expected
to be Downtown City's

biggest real estate
mogul, either.

Take that, Fisher Biskit!

Apparently, I come across as
being somewhat ah, intimidating,

but I can assure you that I'm
as gentle as...as a... as a

um.. Oh, what do
they call them, ah?

With the little ears
and the soft fur

and the, the, the,
um, whiskers...

A kitten?

No. Uh... A wolverine! Hah! Yes!

I'm as gentle as a wolverine.
Uh, I mean kitten.

[Russian music]

Tah-dahhhhh!

[excited chatter]

And now I do impression of
fearsome Siberian tiger.

Oh!

[huge roar]

A Siberian tiger is
on the loose!

Or a circus bear doing
a very good impression

of a Siberian tiger?

Barking bouncing biscuits!

Don't tell me Blythe checked
in a Siberian tiger, too!

Nopers, it's just that mildly
intimidating brown bear

with the funny little hat.

Mental note to self: Talk to
Blythe about a possible weight,

claw, and fang limit
on future day campers.

So, tell us a little
bit about yourself.

[bubbling]

Huh. Well, he may not be much of
a talker, but he sure is cute.

Look at the beautiful
colors on those fins.

And low-maintenance!
There's a lot to be said

for low-maintenance pets
on account of they're...

low maintenance.

I guess so.

So I take it it's a
no for this guy too?

I think so. I
don't know.

You're supposed to know
when you know, you know?

I know.

Let's take a break and
grab something to eat.

As long as it's not kimchi.

[happy shouts]

All right!

Ivan, that was the best
Siberian tiger impression

I've ever heard!

Ah, you know, my friends,

this is most relaxed
I've been in years.

Really?

Da. Most people and even other
animals are afraid of me.

Well, I was terrified.

Petrified.

If there is a word that
combines those two emotions--

Terrpetrified.

Right. I was that!

But now that we know you,
Ivan, we can see you're just a

big softie in a diminutive,
yet stylish clown hat.

I am grateful all of you
are not types who judge bear

by his cover. [laugh]

Oh, that was joke
that combined

both references to
my physical nature

and well-known phrase
that makes assumptions

about individuals
and published works

based on outward appearances.

I am literary kidder,
who is also bear.

I can't believe I forgot my
phone. Sorry about that.

Don't worry about it. Café
Café isn't going anywhere.

Who knows, we may even see Jason
#1 of the Soul Patches there.

It is one of his
hangouts, after all.

[squeals]

I know what you mean about
being misjudged, Ivan.

A skunk walking into a
room full of people or pets

never gets a positive reaction.

Nobody wants to hug me

because they think they'll
get stuck by my quills.

But Russell, they will get stuck
by your quills, will they not?

Well, yes, but it doesn't
mean I wouldn't like a hug.

Come here, my little
prickly friend.

Oooh, oh, ah...
That's nice.

Owwwww!

Sorry.

[laughs]

What the huh? A bear
in the day camp?

Huh, Mrs. Twombly must
have checked him in.

I should talk to her about
possible weight, claw,

and fang limits on
future day campers.

[laugh]

Huh?

[smack]

Hey, come back here!

Hey, some creepy guy in
a uniform is looking in

through the window.

Ah! That's Circus
Animal Control Officer

I told you about earlier.

If I am captured, who
knows what will happen!

It's OK, he's gone.

Phew.

May I help you?

Uh-oh! Here comes
that officer man!

Borscht!

OK, performing bear, I know
you're in here somewhere!

How do I know? You left
a trail of fur balls

and discarded snack bags
leading up to that back window.

That's how!

Excuse me, who are you, and what
are you doing in my day camp?

I'm the city's circus
animal control officer

and I'm looking for something
that might be in here.

What kind of something?

Sorry, ma'am, it's against
regulations to reveal

the object of my search until
said furry object is located.

Well, these pets are
not from the circus

and I don't think your
intentions are any good.

I think I know I saw what I saw,

and I'll keep coming back until
I think I know I see it, again!

[crash]

Well, I think you won't!

Don't worry, I'm OK.

Oh! The nerve of some people.

[pop]

Ooooo... I am done for.

Don't worry, Ivan.
We'll do whatever we can

to hide you until
your owner shows up.

I only hope you are
successful, my friends.

Welcome to Littlest Pet Shop
where we don't sell pets,

we cater to them. May
I help you ...sir?

No, no just looking around.

Well, help yourself. We
don't only cater to pets,

we cater to customers, too.

[escaping air]

Ha..Heh, heh ...Hello again.

Gahhh! Oomph! Don't
worry, I'm OK!

Sorry about all of
this trouble, Blythe.

I don't know why, but I thought
it would be easier for me

to pick the right pet.

Yeah, me too.

Don't worry.

It's like you said,
you'll know when you know.

Huh.

It doesn't look like Jason #1
made it here, today. Oh, well.

What the who? O.M.G! That's the
bear I just saw at the day camp!

The bear in the where?

In the shop's day camp! He's
hanging out with the pets.

That's odd. It says he's
missing. And his name is Ivan.

Ooh, good pet name. I'm gonna
remember that one.

Come on, we've gotta get
back to the shop.

OK, where is he?

Where's who?

Russell...

Heh heh heh...

Why don't you come
down from there

before you hurt
yourself, Ivan?

Umph!

How you know me, when I
have never known you?

I'm Blythe and I got
your name from this.

Oh, that is me!
Where did you get?

Your owner put it up. He's
been looking for you,

so I called and told
him where you are.

His owner isn't the only
one looking for him.

This is why I hid on ceiling.

An officer of control
is also looking for me

to no doubt take me to
circus animal jail,

or something
equally unbearable!

I must stay out of sight
until my owner arrives.

Well, that'll be pretty soon.

[horn toots]

As a matter of fact,
that should be him now.

[circus music]

[toots]

Hmmm...

[squeak]

[stretching sound]

[snap]

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I thought you might
be someone else.

How can I help you, sir?

[toots]

Your name is Bumples, and
someone called and said

your pet performing bear
is at Littlest Pet shop?

That would be me,
Mrs. Twombly.

I called Bumples; his
bear is right here.

Mad clown horn interpreting
skills, by the way.

[fast toots]

Now, that's the kind of
connection I want to have

with my pet. If I ever
get one, that is.

You will. We're just making sure
you get the right pet.

Well, my little pet
friends, thank you

for letting me share some
quality good times with you.

Littlest Pet Shop is indeed

'the very best pet place in
the whole wide world.'

Must go. Good-bye all!

[grunts]

Aha! There you are-- AH!

[crash]

[horn toots]

Well, it looks like you won't
be able to take Ivan

to circus animal
jail, after all.

Circus animal jail?

You're watching too much
reality TV, little missy.

Then why were you after him?

To inspect his tiny clown hat.

According to section 31.1B of
the Downtown City Circus

animal care code, and I quote,

'All circus animal headgear
shall be inspected

on an annual basis for the
purpose of determining

if repair or replacement
is necessary.'

I just needed to make sure
his jaunty little chapeau

wasn't in violation of code.

Well, we certainly
can't have that.

Well... I must be off.

That's an understatement.

OK, what are you two doing here?
You're already somebody's pet.

Personally, I am here because I
wanted to experience the joy

of being chosen, once again, as
there is no happier feeling.

After that I was going home.

I'm here because the
new guy invited me.

New guy?

[bubble]

[loud laughter]

This guy's hilarious!

[guffaws]