Original subtitles

[bright music]

* *

[horn honks]

- Ta-da!

* *

- It's a bit small, but it's got its charm.

- Thank you for my house, Grandpa!

- You're very welcome, daffodil.

When you put your heart and sweat into it,

there's nothing like a house built with your own two hands.

This one's made of cardboard,

though, so I basically just fitted tabs.

You and the sprouts keep it mellow in there.

No wild parties.

- A kid house! - Stop!

First we gotta make this house into a home,

and as the greatest inferior decorator,

I got all the right stuff to make it perfect!

- Wow, Angelica.

You brought a rug and all those pillows?

- A'course, 'cause I got good taste.

What'd you all bring to make it nice?

- Um, nothing. - Buh-bye!

- Hey, we can still play in the house.

All we gotta do is go get some stuff!

- I know where some stuffs is. - I have a few ideas.

- What's good taste? - Is mud a stuff?

[upbeat music]

- [humming melody]

What do you think, Cynthia? What?

- [laughing] Whoa, Spikey!

- [chuckles] - Wow.

- Ugh, we don't have room for all this junk,

starting with dogs!

Out, you four-legged flea circus!

- Every home needs a teddy and a Reptar.

- I agree, um, but maybe

it needs them over here like this.

- Perfect place for my splatula!

- Don't forget the magic wand!

- And a barely-worn sock. - No, no, no!

You babies couldn't decorate your way out of a paper bag

with safety scissors!

- [hums melody]

- Stop right there! - Huh?

- That's not...half bad.

Where'd you get that idea, Finster?

- I don't know.

Something just told me

that fluffy belongs next to shiny.

- Hmm. You might just have a eye.

- Doesn't he has two of 'em? - I'ma get my sock back, right?

- Enough chitchat. I got colors to pick out.

What are you waiting for, Finster?

The rest of you, stay here. And don't touch anything!

- Mm-mm-mm.

* *

We've got peach coral and ballet slipper.

Which one do you think goes better with yellow hair?

- Hmm.

- Hey, guys, come see!

- That's what you put in my prized picture frame?

A fish with a pointy nose?

- It's a narwhal! What do you think, Chuckie?

- Yeah, what do you think, Chuckie?

- Well, I did have a few ideas myself,

and since you're so good at other things, Susie,

like putting books places, you could do that instead.

- Okay, sure.

- Nice save.

Now go see what messes the others are getting into.

- Nice wreckorating. Just missing--I know!

[frog croaks]

- Ugh, Phil, frogs are never the answer.

Can someone, um, take this? Ugh.

- Oh! That's it, everybody out!

- But didn't Grandpa say the house is for all of us?

- He did. - I heard him.

- I wasn't listening! - [growls]

He also said we can't have wild parties,

but he didn't say nothing about the regular kind.

Why don't you all come back later

and we'll have a party for the new house.

- Sounds great! - Time to put on my party bow.

- Uh, Chuckie, before you go,

which color pillow works best?

Sugar Plum Fairy or Palace Jubilee?

- Go ahead. I'll be right there.

Hmm.

* *

- You're right.

You need both to tie the space together.

I just might let you help pick wallpaper.

* *

- You know, it's taking Chuckie a long time to 'cide

between two purple pillows.

- He's never been with Angelica this long d'fore.

- No one has.

- Oh, Socky!

- This is way better

than Susie's awful fish picture, huh?

- Narwhal, and it wasn't that awful,

but this picture makes the wall look special.

- I was going to say the same thing!

Either I'm thinkin' like a baby or a baby's thinkin' like me.

But you're different, Chuckie.

I can kinda sorta stand having you around.

- Wow, Angelica, thanks.

Anyways, I was wondering

if the couch might look better over there.

[tranquil music]

[dramatic music]

- Can you see anything? - Angelica's pushing Chuckie.

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Whoa! - Ooh, oh, oh.

- Huh?

* *

- Guys, we gotta get in there and save him!

- Package for Angelica and Chuckie!

From our warehouse store to your sticky floor in seconds!

- Nope, didn't order this. - Huh?

- Hello!

Can I interest you in a complete set of Reptar books?

- Yes, but some other time.

- Uh, good day.

Have you had your chimbley sweeped this season?

- Get off my welcome mat. - Hey!

* *

- [humming melody]

- Bubbles, they've got bubbles.

This is gonna be harder than I thought.

- [burps]

* *

- Oh it's perfect!

I mean, pretty good table setting.

* *

- This house is finally a home.

- Oh, it is.

I wish we didn't have to have this party.

The babies are gonna come in and ruin everything.

It's what babies do.

- But, Angelica, I'm a baby.

- I know, but in here you're almost a person.

- Chuckie, a aliem spaceship tooked Tommy!

- [gasps] My biggest fear came true!

Hang on, Tommy! Where'd the spaceship land?

Were the aliems big or small?

When did they take him? - Hi, Chuckie!

- Oh, Tommy! You're back!

- That was just a trick on Angelica

to get you out of her evil crutches!

Our plan worked!

- First you come banging on the door with packages

and Reptar books. Now you're making up stories?

How are we ever gonna get stuffs done

if you keep bothering us?

- So you want to be in there

with Angelica of your own free wheels?

- Well, yeah.

Did you guys ever think that maybe me and Angelica

just like making the house look nice?

[laughter]

- You and Angelica?

- If that's the way you all feel,

maybe Angelica's right.

Maybe there shouldn't even be a party.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Yep, he's changed.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- We won't need to worry about anyone making a mess.

They're not coming. - Oh, what a shame.

More time for us to build that waterslide.

Grab a shovel.

[knocking]

- Another trick. Don't answer it!

- Ooh, presents!

- When you lefted Reptar outside,

we knew it was your secret signal

to rescue you from Angelica! - What?

- What, no! - It's nice in here.

Guess you really did like decorating, Chuckie.

- [chuckles] This calls for a snack.

- Ooh! Ham it over!

- Watch the rug. Not the wall!

- Soft like a marshmallow! - I'm goin' in!

[laughter]

- Careful! Hold up!

You're tipping!

[laughter]

- [gasps] - Get off now!

- Huh? - Oh.

- Oh. - Ugh.

- [gasps] Ah!

Ah, whoa!

- It's coming down!

[all screaming]

- Oh.

- My house, my beautiful house!

They wrecked it!

- Oh, sorry, sunshine.

Some homes don't last forever.

Learned that setting up a tent on the Oregon coast

during low tide.

Come on, I'll tell you the story

over milk and cookies.

* *

- We're sorry about the playhouse

getting wreckeded, Chuckie. - Really, really sorry.

- I wouldn't mind seeing that again.

- Phillip! Chuckie's sad.

- I'm okay, Lil.

A house that keeps all of us apart

is gonna fall down eventfully. - Ugh.

- What are you doing with our picture, Angelica?

- If you must know,

Grandpa's building me a new house

made out of wood so it won't fall down,

and don't even think about coming near it

'cause none of you babies are invited!

- Never mind, Chuckie. Let's go build a mud fort.

It won't be fancy but, it will--

- I'm in!

Could we put a little chair

next to the mud to hold our clean towels?

And maybe a few plants around? No dandelions please.

[upbeat music]

- Here we go, the just-released

Cynthia Pet Pomeranian Puppy with Posh Pet Carrier!

- Thank you, Daddy!

Now I have practically every Cynthia accessory ever made!

- Come on, Pepper. - [barking]

- Aww.

- That girl has a real puppy that looks just like Cynthia's.

- [chuckles]

Guess that's one accessory you don't have.

- You're right. - Oh.

[chuckles] No.

Daddy just said a very silly thing!

Just ignore it.

Pets are a very big responsibility.

Seriously, please, please please

don't ask me for a pet. Daddy's not good with noes.

- Hmm.

Mommy, Daddy, there's something important

I want to ask you.

Can I have a baby sister or brother?

- [coughs]

- Be right back.

[screams]

Drew, please pass the orange chicken.

- Oh, the orange chicken.

Princess, why do you want a baby sister or brother?

- To prove I have the 'sponsibility

to take care of a pet!

- A pet, that's all?

Of course, darling, a pet, yes!

Drew, isn't that a wonderful idea?

- [chuckles] Yeah, it is now.

[upbeat music]

- Oh, what's in there?

Is it a Pomeranian puppy just like Cynthia's?

- It's better than a Pomeranian.

It's a Persian!

I don't know how this beauty ended up at a shelter,

but, voilà!

- It's so fluffy and white!

- Your mother thought that would be wise

with our white furniture. So, name?

- Fluffy!

- Okay. You and Fluffy have fun.

- Thank you, Daddy. We sure will!

- [meows]

- Ah, coffee with my bestest girlfriends.

Pumpkin-spy latte, Fluffy?

- [meows] - Whoopsie!

That's okay. Accidents happen.

Coffee's boring. Let's play fashion show!

Fluffy, hold still so I can put this bow on you!

- [snarls and hisses]

- Whoopsie again!

You must have wanted a yellow bow instead.

I know! Wanna play a game?

Fetch!

Fluffy, I'm talking to you!

Are you ignoring me?

[gasps]

Daddy, Fluffy's not being nice!

- Oh, are you okay? Did she scratch you?

- Worse, she's not playing with me.

She won't even let me pet her. I want a different cat!

- Well, cats can be a little shy with new people.

Watch, she probably won't let me pet her either.

- [purring and meowing]

- Aww, kitty kisses. Oh, that tickles.

Charlotte, oh, you gotta see this!

- Fluffy never gave me kitty kisses!

Huh? - Oh that's adorable.

Jonathan, look.

- Aww, what a smart wittle kittycat!

Can I get a paw? Put it here, Fluffy!

- [laughs]

- Now I get it. Fluffy only likes growed-ups.

Which means I gotta take her

somewhere where I'm the growed-up!

* *

- Wow, Angelica! I didn't know you had a cat.

- Her name's Fluffy. She's perfect.

And for your information, she's a Persian Pomeranian.

- [meows]

- She's talking kitty-talk to us!

- Can we play with her? - You can try.

But she doesn't like wet baby slobber,

dumb baby noises, or gross baby faces.

She only likes growed-ups like me.

I'll show ya. - [snarls]

- What's wrong, Angelica? - Nothing.

- Then why is she growling?

- She's not. She's sleeping.

- [grumbling]

- Hear that? She's snoring.

- Growl snoring maybe.

- Look, I know more about cats

than all you babies mushed together.

She'll come out when she's ready.

Go pet Spike if you want to pet something.

- Oh, yeah, let's get Spikey! He and Fluffy can be friends!

- [meows] - Ah, finally!

Come on, let's find the babies.

- [meows] - Come back!

I gotta show you off so they'll be jealous of my perfect pet.

[soft dramatic music]

- No!

Ugh.

- Angelica, what did you do?

- I didn't do anything! It was Fluffy!

She jumped on Grandpa's wrecker player, see?

- [meows] - [sniffing]

- [meows] - [grunts softly]

- You're blaming it on the cat?

- What, Fluffy? - This kitty?

- But it's true! She did it!

- Grandpa's gonna be really sad when he sees this.

- Fluffy did it.

You all must have made her nervous.

Go play somewhere else. Fluffy needs her space.

- Come on, Tommy.

Outside's just grass and sand. It's way less stressful.

- [sighs]

- What are you doing? Stay away from that.

Just walk away.

* *

[ball pops]

Fluffy! - Huh?

- My ball! - How could you, Angelica?

- I didn't. it was Fluffy, honest!

- [sobbing] - [meows]

[purring] - Why should we believe you?

- Yeah, it's your word against the cat.

- I'm telling the truth, the real truth!

Not like when I said Spike ate your monkey puppet

or when I told you the mailman moved to the North Pole

to work for Santa Claus. - Wait, he didn't move?

- Ugh, the important thing is

this time, I'm telling the truth!

Think about it.

I've had a million chances to pop that ball.

Why would I do it today?

- So you can blame it on an innocent animal?

- [meows]

- Duffy! - Yes, Miss Pickles.

- Tell them what happened, Duffy.

Did I pop the ball or did Fluffy?

- Visual playback function is currently unavailable.

- But I'm telling the truth!

- Database has no record

of your telling the truth before...ever.

[laughter]

- Tuscan kale, heritage corn, green tomatillo,

even soybeans!

You planted the entire food pyramid, Didi!

- You know, Chas, a lot of people

make their own baby food, but how many

use locally sourced, organic--

- Farm to high chair? I wager none!

- Exactly. Oh, hi Angelica.

How's Fluffy getting along with the babies?

If she needs some quiet time, you can take her into our room.

- Actually, me and Fluffy need a little fresh air.

May I drive my Cynthia car around the yard?

- Of course, sweetie.

Just be careful not to drive near the new garden.

- Fluffy is really good at digging!

- Yeah, and burying stuffs.

- Hey look! A cat scratcher.

- If Fluffy doesn't want to play,

we'll just have to have fun without her, Cynthia.

Just you and me and Pepper. - [meows]

- Where'd you come from? Scram!

Get lost!

Fluffy, no! Bad kitty!

- [snarls] - Whoa!

- What's she doing?

- [screams] - She's heading right for us.

- And fasterer than usual! - I can't look!

- Stop, Angelica, stop!

- I can't stop! Get out of the way!

- That should do it.

Too bad we only had room for three varieties of beets,

but it's a start.

- You didn't plant okra, did you?

- Oh, I'm not sure.

I used the surprise me package from the garden co-op.

Why?

- Well, it makes me itch and sneeze and--and--and--

- [screams]

- Good Gwyneth! Angelica, slow down!

Angelica, stop, stop, stop!

- Fluffy, stop, stop, stop! - [snarls]

[all screaming]

[tires screech]

- My garden!

- I'm sorry, Aunt Didi, but it wasn't my fault.

Fluffy made me drive like that.

- Fluffy.

Poor thing must have gotten stuck down thereby mistake.

- Yeah, by mistake.

- Oh.

- Aw, Didi.

Look, on the bright side, nobody really likes okra.

Hey, I could use a tissue.

- Sorry, Angelica.

You have been telling the truth.

- Yeah, Fluffy's been causing the trouble all day

and letting you take the blame.

- I know!

What kind of monster would do something like that?

- Um, you? - Me?

What are you talking about?

- Remember when you put sand in Tommy's crib

and tricked me to hold the pail?

- Or when you hid my pudding cup

under Lil's blankie so I thought she took it?

- I had sticky elboos for days!

- It's not fair to be blamed for something you didn't do.

- It's not.

You babies are right. I really learned a lesson.

- Really? - Yep.

If I can get away with all that stuff on my own,

just think what I could do if I had a partner.

We'd be unstoppable.

What do you say, Fluffy? Partners?

- [thoughtful grumble]

[meows]

- I'll take that cat scratcher now.

[upbeat music]

* *

- [meows]

* *

- Fluffy... [sighs]

I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

- [meows]

- She tried to warn us.

- Klasky Csupo.