02x04 - Pop Goes the Balloon/Snap Builds His Dream House

[bunniefuu]

Rudy's got the chalk.

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ the chalk, the chalk,
chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ the chalk, chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ the chalk, the chalk,
chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk,
the chalk ♪

Rudy's got
the chalk.

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ the chalk, the chalk,
chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ the chalk, chalkzone ♪

Rudy's got
the chalk.

♪ The chalk, the chalk,
chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ the chalk, the chalk,
chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

Rudy's got the chalk!

♪ The chalk, the chalk,
chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ chalk, chalk, chalk,
chalk, chalk ♪

♪ chalk, chalkzone! ♪

Mildred: Oh, Joe.
I can't believe it.

We're really going
to Hawaii.

Yup. 6 whole days.

Well, I'm ready.
When do we leave?

We leave
in 2 hours.

You're staying here
with aunt tillie

and cousin Sophie,
remember?

There's
my snorkel!

No! I c-can't breathe!

Joe: Yeah,
and my camera.

I'll take that.

Oh, and look!
My old uke.

Remember this?

♪ You're my
Honolulu Lulu ♪

Both: ♪ Lulu ♪

♪ and you know that you are
driving me cuckoo ♪

♪ you're my honi,
you're my Lulu ♪

♪ you're my Honolulu Lulu ♪

♪ and I hope
you'll be my partner ♪

♪ at the hula-baloo ♪

Ha ha!
Ha ha! Yeah!

Oh! Hey,
should I bring it?

Of course!
We can strum it
on the--

aah!

I'm a stowaway!

Rudy! Please stop
horsing around.

This is
a special vacation

that dad and I have
been dreaming about

for 20 years. Look.

That's us at
the Valentine's day dance.

Joe: The theme
washonolulu
hula-baloo.

Rudy: Hey, did you do
this chalk drawing, dad?

Well, yeah.
Actually, I did.

Not bad, huh?

Way back then,
I promised
your mother

that someday
I'd take her
to Hawaii for real,

and today, by golly,
we're going.

[Sighs]

My Valentine.

Won't you have more fun

with your precious
baby boy along?

Now try
to understand, son.

Your mom and I need
some time alone...

Together, just us.

Why?

Well, so we can...

Both: ♪ hula-baloo,
hula-baloo ♪

[Laughing]

Rudy: Fine. Be alone.

Enjoy your Hawaiian,
hula baloney adventure.

I'll find
my own adventure.

Ludy!

Hi, tillie.
Hi, soph.

Bye, tillie.
Bye, soph.

Make sure you're back
in 2 hours to say good--

[door slams]

Bye to your folks.

Maybe we should take
Rudy with us, Joe.

What?!

We can't change
t-the reservations,

t-t-tickets, plane,
hotel. Oh, no!

You're the one
who's been counting
the minutes

till our
romantic getaway.

But Rudy's feelings
are hurt.

Rudy'll be happy if
we're happy, Millie.

Child psychologists
have proven that--

maybe we should
postpone the trip.

[Gasps]
Ooh!

I can't hear you.

Blah blah blah...

I don't think we should be
in chalkzone, Rudy.

I think you should
go home right now

and wish your parents
bon voyage.

[Rumbling]

Rudy: Whoo-hoo!

Snap:
I'm flying!

[Cheering]

If you're not there
to say good-bye,

you could ruin
their whole trip.

Boys.

Excuse me,
that's my spot.

I sit here
every year

to watch the
Valentine migration.

Happens every year
at this time

in that spot.

Wow!

[Cheering]

Rudy, look up!

Whoa!

Isn't it beautiful?

Rudy: Yeah.

Snap: I'll say.

♪ You're my
Honolulu Lulu... ♪

Hey, I know
that song.

You don't suppose...

♪ Honolulu Lulu, and I hope
you'll be my... ♪

It is!
It's my parents

from that drawing
my dad did years ago.

They're a couple
of teenyboppers.

Of course.

That's
your pre-parents

from before
you were born.

Wow! Hey, future mom!

Future dad!

Darn! I want to meet
those guys,

find out what my folks
were like as kids.

Maybe they'd be willing
to take me for a ride

in their balloon.

Yeah! Come on!

Snap: I know exactly
where they're going.

Man: Ok, vallies,
move it, move it!

You in the pink lace,
you're in tree 19.

Next, the big doily.
Yes, you.

Get your big, fat, red self
over to tree 44!

Every year,
the valentines

stop and rest
right here.

Your pre-parents
must be

in the
candy cane forest
somewhere, Rudy.

Come on!

Hold it, hold it!
No heart shape,

no poem,

no arrow
going through you.

You are not
a Valentine, see?

So what in
a chocolate box
are you doing here?!

We were just
looking for--

trouble! That's what
you're looking for,

and I'm the guy
to give it to you.

Who are you?

Cupe's my name.
Valentine wrangling
is my game,

and I won't have
nobody messing
with my vallies!

Do you read me?!

After all, they
need their rest.

They need
their sugar.

Now make like tulips
and kiss off!

Red velvet,
you're in tree 31.

He's not
very romantic.

Somebody ought
to clip his wings.

Don't worry. I know
how to get past him.

Climb aboard!

Hearts and flowers--
tree 81.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

3 in a heart balloon?

I don't remember
that one.

We have to look
the part.

[Gulps]

Oh, well, go ahead.
Tree 89!

Ahh, ha ha ha!

Rudy: Ahem.

There they are,
Rudy!

Rudy: Pre-mom, pre-dad!

It's me Rudy!

Hello!

Rudy, be careful.

Mildred! Joe! Aah!

[Screaming]

Rudy,
are you all right?

Now you've done it!

They're losing
their love gases.
I hate that!

All: Love gases?

[Mildred and Joe scream]

[Crash]

Cupe: This is bad.

This is very,
very, very bad.

Uh, hi. I'm Rudy,

and I'm so sorry
I wrecked your balloon.
I didn't mean...

Joe: Ow! Ooh! Ow!
Ohh oh ow!

Well, not you
exactly, but--

what's
your problem?

Uhh!
Ukulele splinters!

Oh, let me help you
with that.

Joe: Yeow!
You're hurting me!

Mildred:
Just trying to help.
Hold still.

Joe: Ow!

Don't be
such a big crybaby.

Oh, and don't you be
such a clumsy gorilla.

No. Whoa,
wait a minute.
Come back!

Weren't those two
all googly-gaga

just a few minutes ago?
What happened?

Rudy broke their heart.

I didn't mean to.
I just wanted--

mean, shmean. You emptied
their love gases

is all you did!

What are
these love gases?

It's
the magical gas

that keeps vallies

all coochie oochie
whoochie smoochie.

[Kissing sounds]

Know what I mean?

And it's what
keeps them in love?

Keeps them in love
and keeps them aloft.

When the Valentine migration
takes off in 37 minutes,

these two won't be
a part of it, see?

Thanks to you,
this heart is grounded!

Oh, this
is terrible.

They were drawn
together.

I don't think
they'll be happy apart.

You got
to face it, Rudy.

When love
runs out of gas,
the trip is over.

We've got
to reunite them
somehow. Come on!

Hello, Mrs. Gallagher?
Is Rudy there?

Try the Johnsons
and the Blakes.

Now, now, Millie.
Rudy is probably

in his secret
hideout again.

He'll come back soon
like he always does.

Joe, that cab is
coming in 20 minutes

to take us
to the airport,

and if Rudy's
not back,

I'm not
getting in it.

I can't hear you!

That's ok

'cause we're
not talking anymore.

[Laughter]

Joe: Ohh,
this is the life.

Who needs to be trapped
in a gassy old heart

when you can be outside
dogsledding,

right, Millie?

Oh, sorry.

I thought you
were somebody else.

Rudy: Joe!

Joe, the
Valentine migration

is about to leave!

You've got to go back
and join Millie!

After I called her
a clumsy gorilla? Aah!

[Screaming]

Hey, watch it.

Ohh! You ok?

Uhh, yeah.

Millie and I have
never been apart before.

I wonder what
she's doing now.

Penny over walkie-talkie:
Rudy, come in!

I found your pre-mom.

She's entered
an amateur singing contest

at the beach bistro.
Listen.

♪ You were my baby till I
called you a big crybaby ♪

♪ oh, Joe... ♪

Penny: She thinks Joe
doesn't love her anymore.

She's very unhappy.

How are things
at your end?

Oh, about the same.

Meet me back at
the candy cane forest.

I have an idea.

Good.
Now the big doily.

You got to watch
your sugar intake there,
oily doily.

Know what I'm saying?

Hey, cupe!

Can you hold
the wagon train here

for a few
extra minutes?

Rudy thinks he
can get Joe and Millie
back together.

Nobody's ever
put a grounded heart
back in the sky.

It's unheard of.

♪ You're my Honolulu Lulu,
Lulu ♪

♪ and you know that you are
driving me cuckoo ♪

♪ you're my honi,
you're my Lulu ♪

♪ you're my Honolulu Lulu ♪

♪ and I hope
you'll be my partner ♪

♪ at the hula-baloo ♪

♪ oh, I truly want to hulu
with my Honolulu Lulu ♪

♪ at the hulu-baloo,
hula-baloo ♪

♪ 'cause through
all the ballyhoo ♪

♪ you are
the only hula hula ♪

♪ now my hula hula dreams
can come true ♪

♪ you're my Honolulu Lulu,
Lulu ♪

♪ and you know that you've got
me in a stew-ew ♪

♪ you're my honi,
you're my Lulu ♪

♪ you're my Honolulu Lulu ♪

♪ and I hope we'll soon
be saying I do, do ♪

♪ do do ♪

They look like they have
a new lease on love.

Yes. And that's
just what your parents
are hoping to get

from their Hawaiian
vacation.

You're right.

I got to go home
and give them

the send-off
of the century!

♪ You're my honi,
you're my Lulu ♪

♪ you're my Honolulu Lulu ♪

♪ and I hope we'll soon
be saying I do, do ♪

♪ do do ♪

♪ we'll say I do
at the hula-baloo ♪

Love gases.

[Radio playing]

Penny: So Rudy,
where is snap's
fabulous new house?

It's right along
the wait-and-see beach here.

Wait'll you see it.

There it is--
snap's pancake house.

He serves pancakes?

Not exactly.

Oh, hi.
Who are you?

I'm sweet tooth,
and I know you.

You're Rudy,
the great creator.

Oh, gee.
Is snap at home?

Oh, no. Mr. Snap
don't live here anymore.

He moved out this morning.

But y'all come in,
and I'll fix you

a nice cup
of brown sugar.

No, thanks.
We're ok.

Oh, well.

Then do you think
you could at least

use your
little old chalk

to draw me a window
in my front door

so I could see
who my visitors are

before I open it
to them?

Uhh, sure.

Snap: Hey, Rudy!
Penny!

Up here!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Right here!

Come on up!

Hi, snap. We were
looking for you.

How come you're here?

I found this place
a couple of days ago.

It's the world's
only tropical seaside igloo.

I get to enjoy
the sun and surf

all while living
in air-conditioned
splendor.

Cool.

Ooh! I'll say.

About 10 degrees
fahrenheit.

Thanks.
And it came furnished.

See, it's got this
humongous easy chair.

Whoa!

And a walk-in fridge
full of food.

Penny:
I don't know, snap.

If all this stuff
was already here,

this house
must belong...

[Growling]

To somebody...
Else.

[Growls]

[Screaming]

[Growling]

All: Whoa!

Aw, now where am I
going to live?

My dreams of a house
are all washed up.

I'll never
have a place
that's really me.

Never in a million--
[Gasps]

Oh, would you?
Would you please,

would you please,
would you please?

What?

Just draw me
a humble beach shack

by the wait-and-see,
huh?

Oh, uh, sure,
I guess.

Wow, Rudy.

You should be
an architect.

I don't know.

I think
I'd rather--

no, really, really,
you should!

Architects
make lots of money

and live in big houses

that they design themselves.

Wow! Supercool digs!

Thanks, Rudy.

Don't mention it.

There's just
one little thing

this place needs.

Oh?

A porch.

You'll have to learn
to meet the needs
of the client

when you become
an architect, Rudy.

But I'm not going
to be an archi--

oh, ok.

Snap: Great!

[Snoring]

Ahh, this
is the life.

What more
could you ask for,
huh, penny?

Well, an observatory
would be nice.

Huh?
Huh?

With a really big
telescope to observe

the heavenly bodies
of the chalky white galaxy.

Wait a second.
I don't--

hey, hey! She's
got a point.

I mean, if the sky
is really full of bodies...

Ah, ok.

Penny:
Thanks, Rudy!

Oh, oh! That reminds me
of one of those
onion-shaped domes

I saw in chalk Russia
last year.

It goes like this.

Could you give me
one of those?

It doesn't go
like that.

It goes more
like this.

No, no, no,
no, no.

Your memory
is faulty.

It's definitely
a this kind of thing.

No. Actually,

they're more like this.

Snap: Hmm,
I don't know, Rudy.

It looks, you know,
kind of crowded,

like you couldn't
decide what to draw.

I know what
would fix that--

a tall tower.

A tower?

Yeah! And I
could charge admission

to go to the top
of the tower.

Uh-huh.

Looking good, Rudy!

How's about
some gargoyles?

Yeah,
right about there!

Gargoyles?!

Hey, this
is our beach!

What's with this
bungled bungalow?!

Do you have
a zoning permit
for this thing?

Oh, get a life!

Can't a guy
build his dream house
in peace?

[Yelling]
Please, please,
everyone.

Snap will be happy
to have all of you

as his house guests,

and you can all make
requests for additions

thatyou would like,

right, snap?

Uh, yeah. Ok, sure.

I mean, the more
the merrier.

Ok with you,
Mr. Architect?

What? Uh, yeah, sure.

So what do you want?
The Taj Mahal?

Oh, no, no.

Let's settle for
an olympic-size pool.

Both: We want a ski jump!

A launching pad.

A tub to soak my big toe!

A birdhouse, a birdhouse,
a birdhouse!

Ok, that's it!

Oh,
Mr. Architect--

[talking at once]

Quiet!
Oh!

I certainly
won't be hiring
him again.

There.

I now declare
snap's dream house open.

[Sighs]

Isn't it great,
penny?

Uh...

Yeah, that's
what I was--

what do you
mean, "uh"?

Don't you like my--

say, you're right
for a change.

This place
is monstrotudinous!

I cannot live
in this hodgepodge.

Rudy, this place
is simply not me!

You call yourself
an architect?

No, I don't.

I'm a tired hand,
not a hired hand.

But don't worry.

I'll fix it for you.

[Whistle blows]

[Bell ringing]

Snap: Oh! Ha ha!

That is
completely great,
Rudy.

A towering
houseboat.

I'll sail it
to distant lands.

I'm gonna
entertain royalty.

I don't think so.

I drew holes
in the bottom.

Even better!
An island home!

Now that is what I
call a dream house.

Say, Rudy,

uh, one
last thing here.

Do you think
you could draw me
a bridge

so that I
could get out to
my new dream house?

I mean, after all--

you have to
draw the line
somewhere, penny.

You're right,
Rudy.

[Muffled talking]

The birdhouse, the birdhouse!

I can't believe you've
never done this before.

Well, i'm
usually so busy

with my own show--

shh! Here's the place.

Isn't this
the edge of old
nightzone park?

Uhh! Yup.

But I've heard
this old park

has become nothing
but a junkyard.

Yeah. That's what
makes it so cool.

Come on!

This is where
one of chalkzone's

greatest
artistic events
happens?

Yeah. And we must be
among the last to arrive.

Oh, come on!
It's starting!

Yay!
Yay!

All: Clatter whump thump!

Clatter whump thump!

Clatter whump thump!

Oh, my!

What is going on here?

♪ Every Thursday,
here in the dark ♪

♪ all the little fireplugs
gather in the park ♪

♪ they put on flat-toe
dancing shoes ♪

♪ they play
strange music on kazoos ♪

♪ and all night long,
they get carried away ♪

♪ as they dance
the fireplug ballet ♪

♪ clatter whump thump ♪

♪ twirl and jump ♪

♪ land with a clunk
and spray ♪

♪ clank, crash,
an all-night bash ♪

♪ the fireplug ballet ♪

That's
got to hurt!

♪ Now fireplugs
are a clumsy bunch ♪

♪ when they dance, there's
a lot of smash and crunch ♪

♪ they don't get hurt
'cause they're made of metal ♪

♪ but they
clatter in the night ♪

♪ like pumps in a kettle ♪

♪ and kids had best stay
out of the way ♪

♪ of the dangerous
fireplug ballet ♪

♪ clatter whump thump ♪

♪ twirl and jump ♪

♪ land with a clunk
and spray ♪

♪ clank, crash,
an all-night bash ♪

♪ the fireplug ballet... ♪

So this is
what fireplugs do
in their spare time.

Yup.

♪ When the dance is done ♪

♪ ooh, they all retreat ♪

♪ to their posts by the side
of every street ♪

♪ they stand like sentries,
short and stout ♪

♪ waiting for fires
to put out ♪

♪ and never a word will
you hear them say ♪

♪ about the bashing, crashing,
smashing, splashing ♪

♪ glamorous fireplug ballet ♪

[Howling]

♪ Clatter whump thump ♪

♪ twirl and jump ♪

♪ land with a clunk
and spray ♪

♪ clank, crash,
an all-night bash ♪

♪ the fireplug ballet ♪

♪ clatter whump thump,
twirl and jump ♪

♪ land with a clunk
and spray ♪

♪ clank, crash,
an all-night bash ♪

♪ the fireplug ballet ♪

My man!

[Cheering and applause]

What is going on here?

♪ La la la la la la ♪

♪ la la la la la la ♪

♪ la la la la la la ♪

♪ la la la ♪

♪ diving over the moon ♪

♪ swinging off on a star ♪

♪ everywhere
that you go ♪

♪ there you are ♪

♪ tooling over a dune ♪

♪ through a very
bizarre bazaar ♪

♪ who's the star
of your show? ♪

♪ There you are ♪

♪ riding off
in an upward waterfall ♪

♪ into the blue ♪

♪ jumping on the nearest
flaming shoe ♪

♪ jumping on
the nearest
flaming shoe ♪

♪ hanging round
with the monkeys ♪

♪ at the monkey bar ♪

♪ check the mirror ♪

♪ there you are ♪

♪ doesn't matter how near ♪

♪ and it doesn't matter
how far ♪

♪ just as long
as you're here ♪

♪ there you are ♪