03x02 - All Dogs Go to the Beach

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[chipmunk voice effect]
I may be young, but...

Malibu needs new ideas
so we can...

[voice becomes normal]
Okay, I'll do this old-school.

As I was saying, we need
to make some real changes.

Whoa! Wax on the floor!

-Ahh!
-[loud splat]

[frustrated groan]

I felt terrible.

I was the one who sort of
got Nikki into this,

and to think it all started
with a simple day at the beach.

-[barking]
-[Barbie]: Go long, Taffy!

[giggles] Yeah!

[laughing]

[dogs barking]

[laughs]

[dogs barking]

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Slow your roll, guys!

-Hey, Barbie.
-Nikki!

-You're a dog walker?
-Sure am.

It's my new business.
"Watkins' Woofs and Walks."

-Dachshunds only?
-I'm specializing.

Oh! I can see why,
they're so cute!

-[barks]
-Whoa!

[laughing] And fun!

This is a great way to earn
some extra money

for the bistro scooter.

I'm gonna add a pizza oven
and a chocolate fountain.

[laughs] That sounds amazing!

I can see the whole city
of Malibu getting behind you.

Who doesn't love dogs
on the beach?

[camera shutters snapping]

[Trey]: Nice! That's it!

I wanna see the fabulousness
of your life.

Muffin.

Why do we have to do this?

Why can't we just have lunch
at home?

Because I need pictures
for my alumni magazine.

People who see us will be
positively pea-green with envy

at our luxurious lives.

And that's what I call a win!

[Taffy barks]

Okay, girl, show 'em
how it's done!

Oh no!

-[Barbie]: Taffy! Come back!
-[Nikki]: Stop! Come back!

[Barbie]: Oh no, not that way!

[both scream]

Ah, whoa!

[gasps]

[shouts]

-[loud splat]
-Oh!

Ooh!

-Oooh!
-Oops!

Oh, what?

-Eww! No!
-[shudders]

-[screaming]
-Shoo, you mutts!

[grumbling]

Bleh! Animals!

On a beach?!
What's next?

Off the rack swimwear?!

Sorry, Mrs. Reardon, the dogs
didn't mean to, they...

Those beasts shouldn't be
running wild on a public beach!

They're not beasts!

Not another word!

Okay, the Reardons aren't
exactly animal lovers.

And they were pretty upset
about what happened.

But I figured they'd
get over it, right?

Wrong.
So very, very wrong.

[mechanical whirring]

That's it.

Heavenly!

Now, where was I?

Um... Oh, yes!

Dogs! On the beach, Ron!

My beach!

As our city councilman
you must do something-

Oh, please, do you mind?!
Ohh!

I understand, Poppy, but people
do love their dogs.

-Don't you think that...
-No!

Whatever you were going
to say, no.

If we're not free
to be fabulous in Malibu,

well, it's all over,
isn't it?

Frogs may as well rain
from the skies. Worse!

Property values will plummet!

-[sighs]
-The council's meeting tonight.

I'll take care of it.

You'd better!
And I mean now!

-[electronic zapping]
-[device changes gears]

[screams]

I'll save you, Muffin!

-Poppy!
-[Poppy screams]

-Ahh!
-[device powers down]

-[groans]
-[sighs with relief]

[both screaming]

[Barbie]: No dogs
allowed on the beach?

By order of Malibu city council?

But the wiener pups love
the beach!

So does Taffy!

Whoa!

Sorry, girl. You can't
be on the beach anymore.

Who wants more tea?

Hmm.

A-ha!

There you are, Blissa.

You're the guest of honor
at my tea party.

[meows]

Time to put on your crown!

Ah, Blissa!

[door opens]

It's crazy! So unfair!

[Barbie]: Totally ridiculous!

Hey, girls.

What's unfair?
What are you talking about?

Apparently, dogs aren't allowed
on the beach anymore.

-[tablet beeps]
-Wait a sec...

I just got an email about that.

"The Malibu city council voted
three-to-two last night

to ban dogs from
all city beaches."

Says here the law was proposed
by Ron Slusher.

Ron Slusher?

Didn't he used to work
for Whit Reardon?

Aah!
Now it makes sense.

Poppy must be behind this.

I don't care if it's the law.
It's wrong,

and somebody needs to
do something about it.

Well, there is
an election coming up.

-You should do it!
-Run for office?

I did run for kindergarten
hall monitor...

and lost to the class gerbil.

She had amazing charisma.

But this time you could be
the gerbil!

I mean the winner!

And that'd be a huge win
for the dogs of Malibu!

You know what?
I'll do it.

If you'll be my campaign
manager.

Are you kidding?!
I'm so in!

-Let's do it!
-We got this!

-Whoo!
-All right! Yeah!

Yes!

Nikki running for city council
was a total long sh*t.

Her opponent, Ron Slusher,

had been around for a while
and had everything wired.

But we were determined
to give it our best sh*t!

This campaign commercial
is going to totally rock
with the doggie demo.

Okay, places everyone!

And... action!

Elect me to Malibu city council,

and I'll fight to maintain
access to the beach

for our four-legged friends.

Can I count on your vote, Honey?

-[barks]
-Huh?

Cut! Stacie!

She's supposed to shake hands!

-Shake, Honey!
-[barks]

Sorry, Honey.
It's a tough business.

Rookie, you're up!

[whimpering]

[Mr. Reardon] Ugh, it's so hot.

Why must I endure this
inhuman ordeal?

Because I don't trust anyone.

And as soon as some dog-loving
fool tries to walk their mutt

on the beach, they will feel
the wrath of Poppy Reardon!

Ron!?

Ron Slusher!

So glad it won't be me
for once.

Ron! Are you really
walking your dog?

-[stammers]
-I demand an explanation!

Oh, no!

Ugh, it's so hot!

-[electric crackle]
-[screams]

We must have cold-called about
a thousand voters this morning.

Yeah. I got a callus
on my dialing finger.

But people are so excited
about our campaign.

Girls, girls! Come quick!
You gotta see this!

[woman on TV]: Breaking news
in the city council election!

We now go to candidate
Ron Slusher's press conference.

[sighs]

Uh, I'd like to announce...

Well, "like's" a little strong.

Anyway... I'm dropping
out of the race.

[all gasp]

Awesome!
Nikki's a cinch to win now!

-All right!
-We can do it!

-Whoo! Yes!
-Ha! Yes!

I'm throwing my support
to a new candidate.

Someone with a bold vision
for Malibu.

-Poppy Reardon.
-[weak applause]

It's your lucky day, Malibu.

I'm entering the race!

Feast your lenses, paparazzi!

Don't worry,
I don't have a bad side.

What?
Poppy's running?

Nobody in their right mind
would vote for Poppy Reardon.

[Poppy on recording]: Malibu!
Yes, we can be fabulous!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

May as well give up now.
My mom's going all-out!

Her name's gonna be everywhere.

You don't stand a chance.

Hey! Don't be so sure, Trey.

Read my lipstick:
No more dogs!

We're in it to win it!

[laughs] Nice.

[all laugh]

It was so awesome meeting
all those voters!

There are tons of people
out there who love their pets

and totally support this fight.

I know, but... did you see all
that campaign merchandise

-that Poppy's giving away?
-Don't worry.

I can't believe that stuff
actually impresses anybody.

-Nice!
-Ooh! A new beach ball.

-Excellent quality.
-Wow!

-Cool!
-Um...?

-[all gasp]
-[balloon squeaks]

Um... sorry!
This is not what it looks like.

It's not that nice.

I really needed...
a new paperweight?

Okay, so maybe Poppy
has the "free stuff" advantage,

but this group has a ton
of skills and energy.

And that's our advantage,
right?

-Totally!
-You've got this!

Mom, Stacie, maybe you two
could design some cool buttons
and bumper stickers.

[both]: On it!

Skipper, you're the social
media maestro.

You can get the word out online.

Posting as we speak!

We also need to beef up our
door-to-door ground game.

I know! Ken and Chelsea are
a two-person charm machine.

Yes! I'll talk about the issues,

you hit them
with a blast of adorable.

No sweat! I got dimples,
and I know how to use 'em.

Dad, you're in charge
of planning Nikki's
next campaign event.

The bigger, the better.

Ooh, ooh, I know.

Nikki jetpacks
into a football stadium

while a marching band
plays her campaign song
during a laser show!

That won't work.
I'm allergic to Astroturf.

[puppies barking]

Okay, you guys,
spread the word!

[growls]

Maybe puppies aren't
the best volunteers

to pass out the brochures?

[laughs]

This new law is just wrong.

You can no more ban dogs
from the beach

than you can ban dolphins
from the ocean.

[chattering]

[people cheering]

[plays up-tempo music]

Hey, hey, hey,
what's up Malibu voters?

No matter what party
you belong to...

Hold up.
Did somebody say party?

Oh wait, I just did!

Come on, everybody,
let's get it started.

[funky music plays]

Oh, yeah.
Uh-huh, people.

Vote for Nikki and put a new
spin on the city council!

Right you are, sir.

Let's turn this campaign
upside down!

All hands on deck
to dump the dog ban!

Yeah, girl!
Put your hands up!

[all chanting] Dump the dog
ban! Dump the dog ban!

Hey, everybody!

KMBU says Nikki's leading
in the polls by points!

[all cheering]

What? That's amazing!

We might just win this thing!

As your city council person,

I promise Malibu Beach
will be dog-free forever.

[metal detector whirrs]

You said this would
draw a crowd!

I don't understand it.

Nothing we're doing is working.

And according to
the latest poll,

you're trailing by points.

Seems voters are going
for the young, hip candidate.

[funky music plays]

Time to up our game.

That kid won't know
what hit her!

[dolphin chatters]

-Whoa!
-[loud splash]

Don't just stand there,
get me out!

I'd love to, darling,
but this isn't waterproof.

-[dolphin chatters]
-[groans]

The campaign trail was really
heating up.

We didn't know what Poppy
had in store for us,

but some of it turned out
to be downright scary.

Not "scary-scary",
more like, well...

[funky music plays]

[bad beatboxing]
Wiki, wiki-wah...

boom-chicka-chicka-boom!

Vote for Poppy!
She's the b*mb!

She's hip, she's cool, all that!

And yes!

Why aren't they adoring me?

What's wrong with these people?

Muffin, I just don't think
we're going to win this

by trying to out-hip
that young girl.

-It's not us.
-You're right.

If you can't b*at 'em,
cheat 'em!

Now, that's us.

[doorbell rings]

[snickers]

Oh! Must be our buttons
and bumper stickers.

Thanks!

Yes!

[excited gasp]

Wait...

This says "Vote for Snikki?"

So do the buttons!
How could they mess this up?

I don't know!
I double-checked the order.

I triple-checked it!

Ugh, there's no time
to get more.

We're stuck with them.

-Hey, everyone.
-I hope you guys
had better luck.

Not really.

Got a lot of doors slammed
in our faces.

Yeah. Even some dogs
aren't for Nikki.

One took a chunk
out of Ken's pants.

Yorkiepoos.
Sure. They look cute.

Why is this happening?

What's turning people
against us?

Poppy! Her team has already
been all over Malibu.

And they're handing out
these pictures.

Ugh, something weird
is going on.

I'm trying to set up a website
for the campaign,

but the Wi-Fi keeps going
in and out.

-[electric zapping]
-Ha ha.

Bye-bye, Wi-Fi!

[whistling]

Dad! I hope you have good news,
cause we could really use some.

Well, then call me a hero
because I've just succeeded

in setting up a debate
with Poppy!

Next Wednesday,
everyone will get a chance

to see what a great candidate
Nikki is!

Uh, Dad?

The election's Tuesday?

Oh, be right back.

Is it just me or are the wheels
falling off this whole thing?

Don't worry, Nikki.
You really know the issues

and you've got
an awesome personality!

You're gonna totally own
that debate.

For starters, I'd like to...

Ugh, how do you work
these darn things?

[microphone clicks on]
Oh! Hello. Hello.

I just wanted to say
that no one embodies the spirit
of Malibu better than I do.

[laughs]

I mean, look at this manicure.

Look at this face!

Neither one comes cheap.

Also, I'd like to know
why my opponent

thinks she can be
on the city council

when she can't even spell
her own name.

-[audience chuckles]
-So, in closing, vote for me.

I'm the only candidate
who won't need a booster seat

to sit on the city council.
Plus! I brought pie!

[crowd chanting]:
Pie! Pie! Pie!

Your turn.

[laughs]

[electronic zapping]

[clears throat] Okay.

[chipmunk voice effect]
I may be young, but...

Malibu needs new ideas
so we can...

-[hollow knock]
-[sighs] Huh.

-[snickers]
-Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Okay, I'll do this old-school.

As I was saying, we need to make
some real changes.

Whoa! Wax on the floor!

-Ahh!
-[big splat]

[frustrated sigh]

Oh! Are you okay?

I don't even like
lemon meringue.

Better luck next time,
little girl.

Barbie, I don't get it.
Why was the floor so slippery?

How could all of this happen?

[floor polisher whirs]

Hmm. Oh, I don't think
it just "happened."

Come on already.

When are they gonna announce
the winner?

What's your hurry?
It's not even gonna be close.

We don't know that.
Fingers crossed.

Dreamhouse, volume!

-[volume increases]
-[woman on TV]:
This one was a squeaker, folks.

The final tally is...

Poppy Reardon ,

and Nikki Watkins, ,.

Reardon wins by a single vote!

[all gasp] What?

Hey, I know this is really,

like, unbelievably tough.

But look at what
you accomplished!

You almost won!

And next time,
maybe you will!

It's not me.
It's the dogs.

They're still banned
from the beach.

I know. We're really
gonna miss playing with
the pups down there.

[all whimper]

On the plus side,
those Vote For Snikki signs

are going for big bucks online.

Um, I'm sure it's not
an ironic thing...

Two things: Now that I'm
your new city councilwoman,

my very first priority
will be to commission

an official portrait of myself!

I know what you're thinking,
"But will it
be fabulous, Poppy?"

To which I answer:
"How could it not be?"

[laughs] Finally!

I thank you for your support,

but we all know this
was all about me.

Well, enjoy the snacks.
I have councilly things to do.

Molly!

Come back!

Congratulations, Poppy.

It looks like you're
the people's choice.

Well, of course I am!

Voters are just like those
mindless dogs you love so much.

-Throw them a bone...
-[man] What?!

-...and they'll do
anything for you.
-[woman]: She talking about us?

They'll gobble up
anything you say like mutts
at a kibble buffet.

-[audience grumbling]
-I'm not...

Uh, well!
What I was trying to say is...

Voters are like dogs, yes.
Friendly, friendly, loyal.

[crowd booing]

They're getting ugly!
What do I do?

[crowd chanting]: Recall!
Recall! Recall!

Here!

What? Ugh!

You saved Molly!

-[crowd] Aww!
-[woman] That's so cute!

Oh, yes! I saved her!

See?

You've got me all wrong?

I love everyone,
including dogs!

[applause]

And, to prove you love dogs,

you were just about to reverse
the dog ban, right?

I was?

Mm-hmm.

Yes! I mean, why ban dogs
from the beach?

When they're so loud
and stinky, and uh, and...

The ban is hereby lifted.

[cheering]

There was something
very fishy

about the way Poppy
won that election.

But at least things turned
out well for Nikki!

[barking]

Whoa, Nikki, looks like business
is booming!

And barking!

The campaign kind
of made me famous,

and now everybody wants me
to walk their dogs.

In fact, I'm so busy, I've had
to hire a couple of helpers.

-[all] Hey!
-[barking]

Who said you can't b*at
city hall?

-Whoa!
-[all laughing]

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