01x16 - Sweet (Truck) Ride

[bunniefuu]

( upbeat theme playing )

So, what kind of car did Aunt Christie say she bought?

She wouldn't tell me. Wants it to be a surprise.

I hope it's a convertible.

Oh, how about one of those awesome sports cars

with the spinning hubcaps?

Imagine me pulling up to school in one of those.

( both shriek )

( both sigh )

Ooh, I bet it's one of those cute little tiny cars,

turquoise or candy apple red.

Or a green pastel hybrid. That would be a...

BOTH: Sweet ride!

Whoo! All right!

( car horn honks )

Here she comes, Blythe.

Get a shot of the new ride as it pulls in.

( light dramatic theme playing )

Well, what do you think?

BOTH: Sweet ride?

♪ 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, yeah

♪ Who we wanna be ♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ At the Littlest Pet Shop You and me ♪

♪ We can be ♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ Who we wanna be ♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ At the Littlest Pet Shop You and me ♪

( all clamoring )

PET: Come to mama.

( sniffs ): Mmm.

I can smell those baked goodies all the way in here.

Oh, that's actually me.

Ahem. Cupcakes make me happy. Heh, heh.

You promised me those cake boxes today, Milton.

Circular motion. Circular!

No, not you, Milton.

Why would I want circular boxes?

Wait. Do you have circular boxes?

You do? I'll take twenty dozen.

I have a feeling the sweet truck

is going to be a big hit at the picnic today.

Does your dad's work throw one of those every year?

Yeah, the father-daughter picnic is Dad's favorite.

He gets really into it.

ROGER: Watch out! Coming through!

( upbeat theme playing )

( panting )

A little too into it.

( giggles )

Uh, hi, Mr. Baxter... and friend.

Hi, Youngmee.

So, Blythe, are you ready for the three-legged race today?

I haven't seen you practicing lately.

Have you seen her practicing, Buddy?

( giggles ) Uh, sorry, Dad.

I'm helping Youngmee and Aunt Christie

with the new sweet truck right now,

but I'll be ready by race time, I promise.

I hope so. As six-time three-legged race champion,

I've got a legacy to uphold. Luckily, with Buddy here,

I'm never at a loss for a training partner.

Right, pal?

( giggles )

"Six time three-legged race champion"?

I guess that's two trophies for each leg.

( sighs ): He keeps the trophies in the kitchen.

( pets chattering indistinctly )

( chattering )

Ah, so you've seen

the super-duper-dee-looperous new sweet truck.

Wanna take a looksie-cooksie?

Thanks, but we can't, Buttercream.

We really aren't supposed to leave the shop unless--

( grunting )

Wait for me!

Hey, who said you could go inside the truck?

I tried to tell them.

Blythe, it's okay to let them in.

They probably just smell all the treats.

Well, if you think it's okay. Uh...

( light dramatic theme playing )

Just be careful not to drive it away.

Huh?

I mean, because nobody has their driver's license yet.

( laughs )

Because they're pets.

You need to work on your jokes.

Come on, let's put this stuff away.

( upbeat theme playing )

I can't wait till we can drive.

Me, either.

But I've always pictured myself in a cute little convertible,

not a big old food truck.

I don't know. Imagine how popular you'd be

driving to school with a truck full of tasty snacks.

Hey, everybody. Check me out.

I've got wheels. And brownies and cookies and cupcakes.

( both laugh )

That would be pretty sweet.

Get it, pretty sweet?

I'm not the only one who needs to work on her jokes.

Ooh, we've got everything you could ever need

to make sweetsie treatsies in these handy-dandy,

don't call me Andy lockdown bin-bada-bins.

Flour, sugar, frosting...

and, bah-bah-boop, Sugar Sprinkles!

That's my name, don't wear it out.

[ALL GASP]

Ha, ha! I love that one, don't you?

Wait. Can you really wear a name out?

'Cause that would be bad.

Although I do kind of like worn-out things.

They're more cozy, you know?

So go ahead, yes, wear my name out.

Sugar Sprinkles, Sugar Sprinkles, Sugar Sprinkles!

Welcome to the Sweet Delights truck, my humble abode.

Uh, you've got sprinkles on your head.

Mmm. Yummy.

Penny Ling! It's not polite to lick someone's head.

Ah, it's all good.

Come on, you know you all want a taste.

♪ Sprinkles on my head

♪ Sprinkles on my head

♪ They stick to my pillow

♪ Every time I go to bed

Ugh. I ain't lickin' no cat's head.

You sure? They're really good.

( groans )

( gags )

Uhh!

Hair ball.

Oh, Look at this chair.

Built-in radio speakers, cupcake holders,

electronic adjustment buttons.

Whoa.

What it must be like to command a vessel like this--

to be in the captain's chair,

to go where no hedgehog has gone before.

( space theme playing )

Full speed ahead.

Aye, Captain.

Captain Russell, I'm picking up hostile signals.

An alien ship is headed our way.

( crew chattering indistinctly )

They're telling us to... surrender!

We will never surrender.

( laser fire )

( alarm blaring )

( explosions )

Oh, fascinating.

So fascinating. This is incredibly fascinating.

Fascinating?

What's so fascinating about being under attack?

( expl*si*n )

Captain, the ship can't handle this kind of abuse much longer!

Ensign, stop dancing around like that.

I can't help it! I have to go to the bathroom!

( expl*si*n, crew screams )

Never mind.

Helms-gecko! Deploy shields! Deploy shields!

I said deploy the shields!

Oh, never mind, I'll do it myself.

Whoa! Aah!

( truck engine starts )

( country music playing on radio )

Line dance!

And one and two and three and four--

I know you didn't mean that, but that really hurts my tail.

So promise you won't be offended by what I'm about to do, okay?

Okay.

Aw. Thanks for understanding.

( shrieks )

More sprinkles for me?

Aw, you shweetie-peetie-- Unh!

Aah! Unh!

Oops-balloops.

( dramatic theme playing )

( country theme playing )

Oh, look, the sidewalk is moving.

Aw, you're so cute!

No, it's actually the truck that's moving.

But you're very observant. I so love that about you.

We're doomed!

The truck is moving on its own!

That's impossible. Nobody's driving the truck.

Nobody's driving the truck!

Youngmee, I'll open up the truck,

so you can load in the rest of the--

What the huh?

( light theme playing )

Where's the sweet truck?

( car honks horn )

Aah! Stop that truck!

( bicycle bell rings )

( all screaming )

( country music playing )

( screaming )

Someday we're gonna look back on this and laugh.

( dramatic theme playing )

Someone hit the brakes!

Hunh. Brake pedal. Brake pedal.

Which one? Oh!

Eenie, meenie, minie...

( pets scream )

I've got this! Watch my footwork.

One and two and three-- Whoa!

Hang on, Two and three-- Aah!

PETS: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Vinnie, quit swerving! It's not my fault!

This is the only country step I know.

I think he's doing great. You go, Vinnie.

Follow your cowboy dreams.

( dramatic theme playing )

"PRNDL"? What does that mean?

Oh, I know. "R" for Real straight forward.

( tires squealing )

( all scream )

No, "D" for Don't go backwards!

( pets scream )

Penny Ling, a little help!

Oh, no, I'm not a very good-- Get on!

( dramatic theme playing )

( brakes squealing )

Got that door open for me, Blythe?

Blythe?

( panting ): Is everyone okay?

Yeah, it's good. I'm okay. Are you okay?

I can't find my tail!

Oh, wait, there it is.

Ha-ha. Never mind.

What happened?

Well, it's hard to pinpoint one thing in particular,

but it all started with me in the captain's chair.

This button, it turns out, does not deploy the shields.

Blythe, what did you do?

What did I do?

When you said you couldn't wait to drive,

you weren't kidding.

What? No. ( siren approaches )

That's not what happ--

License and registration, please. Huh?

Uh, aren't you a little young to be driving, miss?

( laughs ): You see...

the pets were in the truck,

and they accidentally drove it away.

The animals drove the truck? And you saw this happen?

Well, no, I was inside the sweet shop, but--

Well, if you were in the shop,

how do you know these, uh, pets did it?

Well, because they told-- Uh, you see, uh...

I'm a good guesser?

Psst! Yo, Blythe, offer him a cupcake.

You're crazy.

I'm crazy?

Oh, no, not you, officer.

I was talking to...myself?

I think I've heard enough.

A ticket? I don't understand

why you'd act so irresponsibly.

I know it seems like I did, Dad, but I didn't drive the truck.

Christie checked the truck out,

and there's nothing wrong with it mechanically.

So, what else could've happened?

I told you already. It was the pets.

I want to believe you, Blythe.

I know how honest and reliable you are,

but you can't expect me to believe

the pets took the truck for a drive.

Not intentionally. It was a--

I know. A chain reaction.

That's exactly right!

How could you possibly know that?

Because they told me--

I mean... I can't tell you.

Well, in that case, you leave me no choice.

You're grounded. And hand over your smartphone.

Grounded? You mean no father-daughter picnic?

And...

( sighs )

no three-legged race.

Believe me, it hurts me more than it hurts you.

( Roger grunts )

Oh, and you'll help re-bake all the treats

that were destroyed on your little joy ride.

Oh, come on!

( sighs )

( dramatic theme playing )

Sorry, buddy, this isn't your fault.

I'm really sorry, Aunt Christie.

I know you lost all the treats

you were going to sell today at the picnic.

Luckily, my multi-tasking talent comes in handy

for just this type of situation.

And I'm sure you had

a perfectly good reason for driving the truck.

But that's just it. I didn't drive it.

( cell phone rings ) Oh, one sec, sweetie.

Milton? Those circular cake boxes are a disaster.

My cakes roll right off the table.

( dramatic theme playing )

Ugh! This is terrible.

Well, at least no one got hurt.

Except the cupcakes and brownies and cookies.

Come on, let's bake your troubles away.

Oh, if only I could.

This is all our fault.

How could we have let this happen?

Unh. sh**t magoots.

Looks like we got Blythe in hot water bo-bawter.

I wish everyone could have seen what really happened.

That's it, Zoe! We'll get them to see what happened!

ALL: Huh?

We'll stage a re-creation of the whole thing.

A re-creation? Yeah.

And we'll record it on Blythe's smartphone.

Oh, yeah. That's good thinkin'. And then we can leave it out

for Aunt Christie and Blythe's Dad to see.

Fantastic!

We're going to make... a movie!

( light dramatic theme playing )

There it is, Blythe's smartphone.

We can't film a movie without that phone.

Ah, this one brings back memories.

The Northeast Regional Three-Legged Rally.

But how do we get that phone without Blythe's Dad seeing us?

Let's try using that fake man made of stuffing

all full like a muffin.

What? What?

( sighs )

Anyhoo...

The dummy, chummy.

Hmm. Buttercream may have an idea.

Idea? I don't even know what she said.

Huddle up.

( whispering indistinctly )

Ah, the Three-Legged Nationals.

Those were some good times, eh, Buddy?

( suspenseful theme playing )

Ooh!

Buddy?

Buddy! What is it?

Are you trying to tell me something?

Yes. Tell me.

Yeah? You can talk to me.

Do you want to try to beat our three-legged race record,

for old time's sake?

I like your can-do attitude, Buddy.

Let's hit it!

( suspenseful theme playing )

Mission accomplished.

( exclaims )

On your mark, get set...

go!

You guys are back?

Oh, I'm so glad. Yay!

But, uh, here's the thing,

and don't take this the wrong way,

but maybe this time, we don't drive the truck.

Actually we're making a movie,

and we need your help, Sugar Sprinkles.

Okay, everyone, places, places.

And by that, I mean get in the same places you were

when the truck drove off this morning.

Where's my dressing room?

I cannot work in these conditions.

Wardrobe!

No. No.

Stop!

A dog playing a cat?

I smell a best actress nomination.

Actually, Zoe, if you wear the same thing you did

when the truck drove off, it would work bett--

Russell! About the steering wheel number...

Number? Yeah, my dance solo?

Look, we're gonna to need to re-choreograph.

I think it'll work better as a mambo.

You're not doing a mambo.

So what, a fox-trot?

Yeah, that's kind of cliché, don't you think?

Look, would you just get in the same place you were before?

PEPPER: Incoming!

Ohh!

Ha! Pratfall! Huh? Huh?

Physical comedy. Gold, right?

What do you think, banana peel or no banana peel?

Gah! Look, guys, we are not here to become movie stars.

We're here to get Blythe out of trouble.

Got it?

Now then, lights, camera...

Oh, that's me. Um, how does Blythe do this?

I--I think she presses this doohickey here, and...

( cell phone rings )

Hang on, Milton, I have another call.

Sweet Delights, may I help you?

( Russell chattering indistinctly )

Huh? Who is this?

Oops. Wrong number.

Okay, I think I've figured out the camera now.

Places. And...

action!

Whoa! Unh!

RUSSELL: Cut.

Eek! Cut!

( upbeat theme playing )

RUSSELL: Cut! Minka, your tail!

Up, down! Up, dog!

( snorts ): Did I just say "dog"?

Heh. Sorry, I said "dog."

Okay, hold it together.

( both laugh )

I can't do it! RUSSELL: Cut!

Someday we're gonna laugh about all this, right?

I cannot work in these conditions! Unh!

( dramatic theme playing )

( country music playing )

( yowls )

Yes! Cut! Print! That's a wrap!

( pets cheer )

Uh, that's great, but how are we gonna stop the truck?

Aah!

( screaming )

( screaming )

Whoa. Whoa.

Anyone else having major déjà vu?

I'll tell you Buddy, if I didn't know any better,

I'd say that was the Sweet truck coming this way.

( pets screaming )

( dramatic theme playing )

( brakes squealing )

( siren )

Uh...cupcake, officer? Ha, ha, ha.

And this is why animals will never get licenses.

I'm really sorry for not believing you, honey.

No huge gahoots, maloots.

What? What?

Anyhoo...

I'm glad it all worked out,

'cause now we can win us a trophy!

You're the best, honey.

( chattering )

So you call this a Cupcake Slider, huh?

Well, the frosting slid halfway off the cupcakes

during Mr. Baxter's wild ride, so why not make the most of it?

It's a great idea, but for the next batch,

let's just push the frosting off

without the help of a runaway truck.

( both laugh )

Aw. See?

I knew someday we'd all be laughing about this.

( laughing )

( chattering )

( cheering )

( upbeat pop theme playing )

♪ We can be ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Who we wanna be ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ At the Littlest Pet Shop You and me ♪