01x07 - Pet Pony/Dog Day

[bunniefuu]

- [crows]

- ♪ Pony on the sixth floor, Pony in the bathroom ♪

♪ Pony in the kitchen, Pony on the school bus ♪

♪ Pony, Pony, Pony

♪ He's a funny-looking pony, never going slowly ♪

♪ When you got a Pony, you're never feeling lonely ♪

♪ Pony, Pony, Pony

- Pony!

- ♪ It's Pony! Pony! Pony! Pony! ♪

♪ It's Pony! Pony! Pony! Pony!

♪ It's Pony! Pony! Pony! Pony! ♪

♪ It's Pony! ♪

- ANNIE: Pony.

- Faster! Faster!

- PONY: Weee! Yeah! - [laughs]

- [elevator dings] - The floor is lava!

- [grunting] ...Eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve.

- Yes! - That's a new record.

- Annie! - Pony!

- BOTH: [sighing] - [laughs]

- [gasps] - What?

- ♪

- No! - No!

Plastic recycling is moved to Wednesdays!

- No, not that. Mr. Pancks.

He banned pets from the building!

Starting tomorrow all pets have to be gone.

- [gasps]

Although I suppose that means Dog will be gone.

Good news.

- Forget about Dog!

What about you? - Me?

I don't have any pets. - You are a pet.

- No, you are. - I'm not joking, Pony!

You're a pet.

- [elevator dings] - I am?

- Why would he do this?

Faster! Faster!

- [grunts]

- Eleven, twelve.

- Yes! - That's a new record.

- Annie!

- [blubbers]

[growls]

- Oh, yeah, that's probably why.

- I'm a pet? - Focus more on the fact

that you're banned.

We have to change his mind.

- A pet? - A pet. That's it!

Let's find him a pet.

Hmm, now, which one of these would Mr. Pancks like?

- [water bubbling] - A fish?

- [water bubbling] - Hmm, too hard to hug.

A snake? - [hisses]

- Hmm, hugs too hard. Ugh, Pony.

- If I'm a pet, this is where I belong.

From now on, I'm a... Himalayan shrew.

I'm cute, cuddly, adept at climbing,

and have an incredibly strong grip.

- Get out of there before someone buys you!

- I'll take him, the pudgy, hairy Himalayan shrew.

- Who you calling pudgy? - Out, out, out! [grunts]

- Hey, you have to pay for that shrew.

- You're kidding, right? It's a pony.

- Read the sign, kiddo.

- Ugh, that was all the money I had.

- I always thought I was priceless,

but then again, I am just a pet.

- Oh, Pony, not this again.

- A pet?! Can a pet do this?!

- Uh, yeah, that's exactly what a pet can do.

- [grunts] How about this?

- Yeap, that's pretty much level-one pet stuff.

- My entire life is a sham.

- [sighs] Pony, please. It's not how I think of you,

it's how Mr. Pancks thinks of you.

And we're running out of time to make him like pets.

Hmm, where else can we find a pet?

- [egg smashes]

- [clucks]

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- Mom is really letting you give one of her chickens

to Mr. Pancks?

- It's not a gift, it's a loan.

Just to make him love pets.

- [clucking]

- You sure she's cute enough?

- ANNIE: Mom loves these chickens.

Mr. Pancks will love them too.

- Uh, what do you two want? - Us three.

- I wanted to see if you'd like to take care of this

adorable pet chicken for a little while.

- I know what you're trying to do, and it's not gonna work.

The ban is still-- - [chicken clucking]

- Oh. [chuckles] Is she talking to me?

- [clucks] - What are you saying, cutie?

Who's a good little chickie, chickie, chickie?

You are.

- It's working. - [clucks]

- Alright, but this doesn't change anything.

- It worked. He's gonna want a pet of his own

and he'll call off the ban.

- Oh, yeah, it's gonna be great.

Until she starts to think they're best friends,

and then she finds out what he really thinks of her.

- Oh, come on, Pony, are you still upset about--

- [ding]

- [clucking]

- MR. PANCKS: What are you doing?!

Ow, it hurts! Here, chickie! Ow!

And stay out, ya monster!

[panting] I was gonna give you until tomorrow,

but now I've decided the ban starts tonight!

- [locks clicking]

- But Mr. Pancks, why now?

Pony has been living here for years.

- MR. PANCKS: Because I've come to realize that pets

are nothing but bad news!

They break your heart and then they run away!

- You had a pet that ran away? - A turtle. Myrtle.

I turned my back for a second, I heard the toilet flush

and she was gone. - ANNIE: Oh, I'm sorry

about that, but I don't see why we have to suffer

because of something that happened

when you were a kid. - A kid?

It happened yesterday.

It's almost as if she didn't enjoy being my footstool.

- Pony, that's it. - I will not be

Mr. Pancks's new footstool, even pets have their limits.

- No, we need to get that turtle back.

We'll have to go into the sewer,

that's where she'll be.

But it's dangerous down there, and stinky.

- I know, stinky like an animal.

I should fit right in, maybe I'll just stay down there.

- Stop this now, Pony. Don't you get it?

If we don't get Myrtle back, you'll have to live out here

with the other animals.

- Well, that's fine with me.

- Where are you going?

- PONY: Maybe I'll make myself at home right here.

- [rats squeaking]

- I'm an animal, after all.

I'll just live here in the alley

with my real friends.

- [rats squeaking]

- Ah? What are you doing?

- If you're gonna live out here, I'm living out here too.

- What?! No! You can't live here.

It's an alley! It's cold and smelly.

You belong in a nice, warm bed.

- If you're kicked out, then I'm out with you.

- Then I have to get back in.

We can't have you living with these disgusting vermin.

- [rats squeaking] - Hmm.

If we have to save me from getting kicked out,

we have to make Mr. Pancks love pets.

Let's go to the pet store. - Pony.

- How about one of Mom's chickens?

Hmm...

The sewer then.

[inhales] Ah, the sewer.

Good old smelly sewer.

- [gasps] Look, could that be her?

Hey! Come on, little Myrtle, time to go home.

[screams]

- Hey, Pony. - Hi, Dave.

- I thought you weren't supposed to be down here.

Out by : PM.

You know the rules, Pony.

- What happens at :PM?

- You don't wanna know.

- How are we gonna find a pet turtle in this place?

- It takes a pet to find a pet.

I'll use my pet powers. - [squeak]

- How am I doing? - You know,

some pets are really good at fetching.

- Right. [sniffing]

I think I picked up a scent.

This way!

- Fetch that turtle, Pony.

Keep your eyes peeled, the sewer is a huge maze,

we may be down here for days trying to--

- There she is. - Ah.

Hmm, but how do you know this is Myrtle?

- [grunts]

- That's the one. - [grunts]

- Now let's get out of here, it's almost : PM.

- Will you please tell me what happens at : PM?

- PONY: It's the end of the lunch hour,

and before everybody goes back to work.

- [toilets flushing]

- ♪

- [squeaks]

- ♪

- [grunts]

- ♪

- What do we do?

- ♪

- Thirteen...

- We need to get up there!

- [grunting] Sorry, Annie, I got my hooves full.

And I already b*at my own record. [yells]

- We need another plan. - I'm all out.

- Oh, me too. - [squeaking]

- What? [gasps] The Himalayan shrew!

- [squeaking]

- Where has he been hiding?!

- That's why I was so uncomfortable.

- [squeaking]

- ♪

- Ooh! What?! How?

- ♪

- Adept at climbing.

- And has an incredibly strong grip!

- ♪

- [liquid gushing]

- Yes!

- [siren blaring]

- ♪

- Myrtle! You found Myrtle!

My love!

- That's it?

- Ah, where are my manners?

[inhales] Thank you, Annie,

and thanks to your big, weird dog, too.

- What about the ban? Myrtle's your pet.

How can you have her if pets aren't allowed?

- She's got you there, Pancksy.

- Well, you can call me many things.

- We do, we call you many things.

But you can't call me a hypocrite. Or Pancksy.

The ban is lifted!

Aren't pets just glorious?

- I'm happy to be yours, Annie.

Even if I am a pet.

- But you're not a pet.

You're not a friend,

and you're not part of the family.

- Hey, hang on.

- You're all of those things and more.

You're Pony.

- BOTH: [sighing]

- I wonder where that shrew went.

- Probably helping someone else.

Wherever he's needed, that's where he'll be.

- ♪

- Ah-ah-ah, looks like someone hasn't

been brushing regularly.

- [toilet flushing]

- ♪

- [barks] - [gasps]

[grunts]

- ♪

- [engine starting] - [barks]

- ♪

- [dog grunts]

- [evil laughter]

[evil laughter continues]

- [thud]

- You really have to get over whatever you have with Dog.

- It's impossible. - Why?

- He's Dog. - Uh, that's not a reason.

- He's pure evil. - That's not true.

There's good in everyone. - DOG: [barking]

- Not in Dog.

- [sighs]

- [grunts] - Ha ha!

Oh. Can I borrow that? I need to be prepared.

- Hooves off. This is my entry

for the Top Tomato competition.

- Top Tomato? - At Tomatopalooza.

- Tomato Paloo-looza? - Ah, we go every year.

This, Pony.

Every year, Enzo Mardashian wins

with his ridiculously large tomato.

But not this year.

- This year, you're the ridiculous one.

- Exactly. [chuckles]

Stay away from it.

- DOG: [barking] - [yelps]

- [barking continues]

- Ha! I'd like to see you try.

Ooh, a*mo.

- [barking]

- Hmm...

- [alarm blaring] - DAD: Stay away

from my tomato!

- Pony! - [alarm beeps]

- [growling]

- ♪

- [sighs] You know what's stupid?

I bet you two would be friends if you tried.

- Friends?! Are you crazy?! I can't imagine anything worse

than spending one second with that animal.

- MOM: Annie, Pony, look who's gonna be staying with us.

- Aah! - Uh-oh.

- Mrs. Ocaba's had a terrible flood at her place.

- My poor sister gets the worst rashes around dogs,

so he can't stay there with me.

- MOM: Oh, that's quite alright. We're more than happy to help.

- Goodbye, Mister. Be a good boy.

- Bye, Mrs. Ocaba. What?

- Dog, plus Pony? Really?

On the day of Tomatopalooza?

- It honestly does not seem like a good idea, Mom.

- Oh, pish-posh, they'll behave themselves, won't you?

- Are you crazy?! This is Dog!

The nastiest, most indecent beast

to have walked this Earth!

- [panting] - Aw, he's so cute!

- He's so cute!

- He's up to something.

You wait, Annie.

Any second now, he's gonna-- - DOG: [whines]

- [gasps] An apple? I love apples.

What's going on?

Stop pretending to be nice!

You're not nice!

- DAD: Stay away from my tomato!

- DOG: [barking] - ANNIE: Pony, no!

- DAD: Ow! Ow! Ow! - ANNIE: We're going!

- DAD: And don't come back until they're getting along.

- Ha! That'll be never!

- I am so tired of your squabbling!

You can be friends, I know it.

And I'm going to make it happen.

Through teamwork.

We're going to capture the other team's flag

and make you friends.

Here's the plan, I'll take the right flank.

Dog, you take the left flank. Pony, stay here and cover us.

Everybody got it? Uh? Who are you?

- That pony asked me to switch teams.

- Dog! I'm coming for you!

- Come on, Pony! That's not why we're here--

- [paintballs whizzing] - MAN: Everybody for himself!

- Okay, you two against me, I'll serve.

Okay, alright, good try.

Now you serve.

Pony!

- [thud]

- ANNIE: Look, Pony, Dog isn't being mean.

He's actually being really nice.

- Yeah, that's what he wants you to think.

- It's working. I think he's nice.

- What are you saying? I'm the problem?

What do we do about that?

Seems harsh.

- No, Pony, it's an escape room.

It's a fun game, you have to work together

to get out.

- Hey! I told you, he's a traitor and a--

Oh.

- [metal door clanking] - Good boy.

- Well, that's one way to do it.

Quickest escape ever. Great teamwork!

- [sirens blaring]

- Stop smiling, I'm only wearing this

because I don't have anywhere to put it.

- And don't look now, but it seems like you and Dog

might become friends after all.

- We will not.

- [sniffing]

- Okay, I admit he's being...nice.

But friends? We're just too different,

we have nothing in-- - [squirrel squeaking]

- [grunts]

- [romantic music playing]

♪

- Go on, go have fun.

- [laughing]

- [squirrel squeaking] - [growling]

- ♪

- PONY: [laughing]

- ♪

- [laughing]

- ♪

- PONY: [laughing]

- ♪

- [laughing]

- Guess who are best friends?

- Me and my champion tomato?

- Um, no, actually, Pony and Dog.

- [laughing]

- I said there is good in everyone.

- I didn't see that coming. - You and me both.

- I knew they just needed to spend some time together.

- DOG: [barking] - No. Out! Out, out!

- Hey, you don't need to get all shouty,

he just wants to go to the competition.

- [whines] - Well, I suppose

I can understand that, it's going to be thrilling.

- We'll all go to Tomatopalooza,

and see Dad come in at close second again.

- [phone ringing] - Hello?

Oh, hello Mrs. Ocaba.

Uh, I suppose I can do that. You're welcome.

I can't go, Betty the plumber's coming to fix Mrs. Ocaba's pipes

and she won't be back in time, so I'll have to stay

and let her in. - What?! You have to come!

- Oh, that's very sweet, George.

- No, it's not, I need you to drive,

I have to hold my tomato, to keep it safe.

- Hey, it's okay, everybody. Annie is here.

I'll stay and let Betty in.

- Whoo!

- That's very nice of you, Annie, you're a good kid.

- And then I said, "You all go, I'll stay

and let Betty in." - BETTY: Hmm, that's nice.

- I mean, I wanted to go, I did.

But so did they, and I'd rather they were happy.

The same with Dog and Pony.

- BETTY: Remind me. Pony? - Oh, he's my pony.

- BETTY: Right. - It's like I told him.

"Pony, there's good in everyone."

Sure, Pony doubted me,

he thought Dog was up to something, but I knew--

- BETTY: Got it! Here's the problem.

Toilet's clogged, someone's been shoving

dog toys down there. - What? Dog toys?

Who would do that?

- ♪

- We're here. First place, here I come.

- MAN: Candy tomatoes, tomatoes on a stick,

tomato splits, hot toms!

- What do you wanna do first, Dog?

- [barks] - Go nuts.

As long as it's away from my tomato.

- Try not to get in anyone's way.

- DOG: [grunting and sniffing]

- MOM: I know I doubted you, George,

but I think your tomato is the biggest.

- Yes! I knew if I kept at it, my day would come.

- [alarm beeping]

- Uh, my day has not come.

- Hello, Annie, I'm back from my sister's.

- Mrs. Ocaba, why would your dog

drop his toys in the toilet?

- Ugh, who knows why that dog does anything?

Why did he want to stay in your apartment?

- Wait, he wanted to stay with us?

- MRS. OCABA: Oh, yes,

he dragged me straight down the hall to your place.

- Why?

[gasps]

Pony.

- Good throw.

Got it.

Dog?

I'll just wait right here until he shows up.

- ♪

- Mrs. Ocaba, I have to get to the market, fast.

- Fast, huh? Oh, I may have just the thing.

My granddaughter left these.

- ♪

- I kind of thought I'd be doing it.

- Can you roller skate? - Uh, not sure.

- Then stop your jabbering.

- Hold on, Pony, I'm a-coming!

- Oh, Dog? Where could he be?

- ♪

- [tomato splatters]

- [gasps] My tomato!

- Hey, that almost hit me.

- ♪

- [gasps] He wanted it to hit me. He's mean!

- I know, Pony, you were right all along,

he is just mean.

- That dog smashed my tomato!

- ♪

- In that case, by the power vested in me,

the foremost tomato judge of the land,

I award this to George Branley.

- Not how I expected to win, but I'll take it.

- Wahoo! - Way to go, Dad.

- [groans]

- [splatters] - Ha!

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- [Nickelodeon theme]