01x23 - Door-Jammed

[bunniefuu]

You've got seconds left.

Twenty-nine seconds,

and you will be mine, all mine.

Mwah! I love you already.

( baby talk ): Oh, you're the best part of a door.

You know that, don't you?

( normal voice ): I can't wait to hold you in my hand and turn you!

Five, four, three, two...

Whoo-hoo-whee! Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Yeah, baby!

( computer beeping )

I've been outbid.

I've been outbid?

Ah! I've been outbid!

Who would do that to me?

Who snatched my little round darling right out from under me?

( gasps ): Fisher Biskit!

( echoing ): No!

( howling )

MRS. TWOMBLY: No!

BOTH ( in unison ): The howl is coming from inside the pet shop!

♪ 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 ♪

MRS. TWOMBLY: That was my doorknob, Fisher Biskit.

I've been after it for years. Years!

How dare you swoop in and take it from me

at the last second.

( sighs )

At least that Biskit billionaire has the money

to properly take care of my precious door knob.

( helicopters whirring )

( dramatic theme playing )

All clear.

Careful. The doorknob that opened

the door to a thousand hearts is precious cargo.

Whoa.

I never thought I'd see it in person.

The knob is in a good place.

( sighs ): Be safe, my little precious.

Yep. That's what she said, how she said it

and totally what she meant when she said it.

I am so sure, Youngmee.

( coughing )

Who the--?

This is, like, the most totally unfair thing ever.

Like, ever!

These are the last of the flyers for our open house,

and if you want your allowance, you will pass them out.

All of them.

Daddy! Daddy!

Mayday! Mayday!

Biskit sighting and nowhere to hide.

Pretending you have friends again, Blythe?

So sad.

Uh, on the phone.

Can't talk now.

You can talk to your imaginary friend whenever.

We're supposed to pass these out.

But the task is, like, so totally beneath us.

But just about right for you.

I am not gonna pass all of these out.

( scoffs ): Like we care.

Hi, Mrs. Twombly.

What's in that unusually large bag, Blythe?

Flyers for Fisher Biskit's open house.

Fisher Biskit!

Did you say something, Mrs. Twombly?

Just wondering what was in the bag is all.

It looks like Fisher Biskit--

Fisher! Go on.

Is having a big social event at the mansion.

He's opening his doors for one day and one day only

to share his rare art collection with the masses.

Ahh! So out of character!

Blythe, I want to be one of those masses.

Well, we've got , invites. One of them should work.

I'm sure the highlight of the event will be the unveiling

of this beautiful doorknob.

Um, you think? I know!

( imitating Biskit twins ): I am, like, so not into anything, like, Biskit.

( normal voice ): But I'll go if you want to.

I know how much you love you some doorknobs.

Oh, I do.

I really do.

( whistling )

( wolf-whistles )

ROGER: You both look great.

Can you tell me who designed today's ensemble?

Actually, the shop down the street.

But I accessorized.

And did you help Mrs. Twombly with her outfit?

Um, no. That's all her.

Well, it's not every day you come face to face

with the doorknob of your dreams.

Well, don't you worry about a thing

while you're gone, Mrs. T. I'll take good care of the shop.

There are a few things around here that need fixin'.

And I'm a fixer.

Okay, just don't hurt yourself.

Blythe! How could you say that?

( groaning ): I'm okay.

Ha, ha. See you, Dad.

Ow, ow, ow!

( howling )

( howling )

( Roger howling ) ( teeth chattering )

Oh, I ain't gonna ask if you-- if you heard that,

'cause I don't wanna know the answer.

Was that the hideous howl of the undead?

( grunting )

Hey! I don't remember saying that was okay.

( growling )

Ahh! But if it will make you feel better...

( dramatic theme playing )

( growling )

Werewolf!

( stomach growling )

Whoo! I need to cut back on the kibble.

The spiky hair, the long claws, the bad breath!

BOTH ( in unison ): Russell's a werewolf!

He's been right under our nose the whole time.

Just waiting for his chance to feast on mongoose flesh.

If we don't wanna be his snack, we gotta act,

and we gotta act now.

This garlic should hold him at bay.

Got your mirror ready?

When he doesn't see his reflection,

we'll know for sure that he is a werewolf.

Do you have any hearts? Mm-mm. Go fish.

Gah!

Argh, hey!

W-What are you--?

Gah!

Stop that!

Vinnie, he can't look.

Russell's definitely a werewolf.

Keep your distance.

You, you...

hedge-wolf!

Hedge-wolf?

Let me get this straight.

You think I'm a lycanthrope?

No, we think you're a werewolf.

Vinnie, a lycanthrope is the technical name for a were--

Oh, forget it.

Anyway, garlic and mirrors are how you repel vampires,

not werewolves.

Hmm. Howled at any moons lately?

And what's wrong with that?

I like to get a good howl on now and again.

Zoe has a point.

Canines are actually distant relatives of the wolf.

If anybody might be a werewolf, it'd be Zoe.

So, Zoe.

Ripped anything from limb to limb recently?

( gasps ): Does that mean there are two werewolves

in Littlest Pet Shop?

Aah! That's what it means!

( both screaming )

Heh-heh. Hmm.

( people chattering )

MRS. TWOMBLY: My, Fisher sure has an extensive art collection.

I wonder where he keeps the most precious piece.

Let's mill.

( dramatic theme playing )

Ahh! Don't look into their eyes.

Hello, Fisher.

Twombly.

Um, do you both know each other?

BOTH ( in unison ): By reputation only.

( whispering ): Where'd you put it, Biskit?

Where is my precious?

I'm sure it's here somewhere. Let's keep looking.

( girls laughing )

Oh, look. There's Whittany and Brittany.

Why don't we just go ask them where we can find the doorknob?

( giggling )

Hi, Whittany. Hi, Brittany. Ugh. It's you.

Like, hi.

Hey, I was just wondering if you knew

where your new doorknob is being displayed.

What? You know, it's probably round,

about yea big.

First of all, why are you talking to us?

And second, what can we do to, like, make it stop?

Heh-heh-heh! Um, well,

you could point me in the direction of the doorknob.

What are you talking about, Blythe?

Ugh, the only new doorknob I can think of

is the one in Whittany's bathroom.

Whoa, looks like an emergency.

( both giggle )

Yeah, well...thanks.

Uhh! Why are you still talking?

I...don't know.

She's still doing it.

( both giggle )

Gee, watch out.

Ugh, nice.

Guess I'll be looking for that bathroom now.

Ha, at least she quit talking.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( gasps ): They're using you as a--a doorknob?

( imitating Gollum ): My precious.

Fisher doesn't respect the knob.

( normal voice ): But he does own it.

He won the auction fair and square.

Me wants it. Me needs it. Must have it.

Oh, sweet sassafras! What have I done?

BLYTHE: If I wanted spots on my dress, I would have gone

for the polka-dotted sheath.

SUNIL: Werewolves are all around us!

They're just waiting for the chance

to have a lizard and mongoose snack.

BOTH ( in unison ): Claws!

You like 'em? I just had a mani-pedi.

Oh, ha, ha, of course.

Because you have to keep those things sharp

if you're planning on shredding a certain mongoose!

Why would I do that?

Hi, guys.

Aah! Aah! Watch out, Penny Ling!

Those teeth were made for ripping out panda hearts.

SUNIL ( whispering ): Don't turn your back on her.

Are you two still on this whole werewolf thing?

( gasps ): Werewolves? Monkey-brain eating werewolves?

Now, Minka, don't you start.

When did your index finger get so long?

See how you handle this, werewolves!

( Minka shrieks )

Vinnie! What are you doing?

Ha! The monkey ducked.

Werewolves have an aversion to silver.

What? I just didn't want to get conked by a silver dog dish!

She is so a werewolf.

( whimpering )

Your teeth are unusually pointy, Pepper.

And you have extra long werewolf hair!

And she's got super good wolf hearing!

And...sense of smell!

( all arguing )

( sighs ): This won't end well.

Ugh. This is hopeless.

( door opening )

Blythe, what are you doing in here?

Uh, trying to get your drink off of my dress.

Well, do it somewhere else. This is my bathroom.

Just like everything else in this house.

Everything else in this house is your bathroom?

Whatever.

Ugh. Well, anyhow, this stain isn't coming out,

no matter how many perfectly monogrammed Biskit towels I use.

Huh?

Heh, guess this is yours.

( gasps )

O.M.G., Blythe, you broke the door?

( whimpering )

Heh, looks like we may be in here for a while.

Somebody get me out of here!

I'm trapped with-- with...

( echoing ): Blythe!

PEPPER: Stay back, or I'll "wolf's bane" your mongoose tail!

These silver spoons have a dual purpose:

you can stir things with them,

and you can use them to ward off werewolves!

Oh, brother.

Penny Ling, Penny Ling, Penny Ling!

Why aren't you gone? I said your name three times.

Penny Ling is your name, isn't it?

( stomach growling )

Oh, Russell's right about that kibble.

( pets whimpering )

Oh, the dog's gonna go wolf on us!

( all screaming )

You all know there's no such thing as werewolves, right?

That's exactly what a hedge-wolf would want us to think.

We got our eyes on you.

( dramatic theme playing )

Ay yi yi.

I'm stuck in the bathroom with Blythe.

This can't be happening.

We could play a game or something.

Rock, paper, scissors!

The best of five gets this bar of soap.

You are, like, so weird, and besides,

it's already my soap, so gimme.

Yeah, this is fun.

Too bad my dad isn't here,

'cause he's pretty handy at fixing things.

( upbeat theme playing )

♪ My, my, my, my Hammer hits so hard ♪

♪ Makes me say Oh my word ♪

Hammer time!

Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow!

( howling )

( howling continues )

NARRATOR: The night is getting darker,

and the full moon is in the sky.

In the distance you hear a howl and a blood-curdling cry.

You think it's probably just the wind,

but then something else happens,

something that makes you think again.

♪ There's something moving out Through the night ♪

♪ You got that sickly Sinking feeling ♪

♪ That something isn't right

♪ You run to find a shelter Locking the door ♪

♪ But behind you There's a shadow ♪

♪ Crawling 'cross the floor

♪ You turn to scream Argh!

♪ It seems a little mean Knees are shaking, cold sweat ♪

♪ And your heart's a-racing

♪ Those claws, those teeth Who's that underneath? ♪

♪ Is that a hedgehog? Your eyes can't believe ♪

VINNIE AND SUNIL: ♪ He's been wolf-i-fied

♪ You better fly 'cause there's No one here to save you ♪

♪ And you cannot deny He's been wolf-i-fied ♪

♪ Just say goodbye

♪ 'Cause there's no place Left to run to ♪

♪ There's no place Left to hide ♪

SUNIL: ♪ You think you made it Running out the back ♪

♪ But you better think again

♪ Because something's on your tracks ♪

VINNIE: ♪ You run the into a corner Turn to see who's there ♪

♪ Now there's almost Half a dozen ♪

♪ That seems a bit unfair

SUNIL: ♪ You turn to scream You get something inbetween ♪

♪ Knees are shaking Cold sweat ♪

♪ And your heart's a-racing

VINNIE: ♪ Those claws Those teeth ♪

♪ Who's that underneath? Are those your friends there? ♪

♪ Your eyes can't believe

ALL: ♪ They've been wolf-i-fied

♪ No need to try

♪ 'Cause there's no one here To save you ♪

♪ And you cannot deny We've been wolf-i-fied ♪

♪ Just say goodbye

♪ 'Cause there's no place Left to run to ♪

♪ There's no place Left to hide ♪

♪ Wolf-a, wolf-i-fied

I don't feel so good about this.

♪ Wolf-a, wolf-i-fied

Hey, they're pretty good dancers.

♪ Wolf-a, wolf-i-fied

I don't care if they're good dancers!

♪ Wolf-a, wolf-i-fied

( Vinnie and Sunil moaning )

( teeth chatter )

Scary, scary stuff, huh?

( all screaming )

ALL ( in unison ): Werewolf!

Ugh.

You know, Blythe, I'm glad your father isn't here,

because that's what I don't need right now:

more Baxters!

Here, Baxter. There, Baxter, Everywhere, a Baxter, Baxter.

Whittany, are you freaking out?

As if! Biskit's don't freak out.

We're perfect. Haven't you noticed?

I kinda missed that, but if you say so.

We have the best parties and the nicest clothes,

and everybody wants to be our friend,

except, like, you.

Well, it's not like you've been particularly friendly to me.

Well, that's 'cause Brittany doesn't really like you,

and she's my sister, so...

I've always wanted a sister, especially a twin.

( imitating Biskits ): 'Cause, like, how cool would it be

to have, like, someone just like me.

Ha, we don't sound like that. Like, totally, you do.

( giggling )

You're funny sometimes.

Like, all the time.

( both laugh )

There's a disturbance in the force.

( gasps ): Where's Whittany?

( calling out ): Whittany?

( sniffing )

Something's wrong.

Don't worry, Whittany. I'm coming!

( Blythe and Whittany chattering and giggling )

Whittany! Are you in there?

Heh, we're both in here.

The doorknob fell off, and we're stuck.

( gasps ): Blythe? Don't worry, Whittany,

I'll get you out before she does any real psychological damage.

So, you all still think I'm a werewolf?

Yes, wolf-hog. I mean were-hedge.

Argh, hedge-wolf!

Look, you're just imagining I'm a werewolf

because, well, I'm an animal.

We're all animals.

And animals have fur and long pointy teeth

and all the other animal-like things.

Besides, werewolves only come out at night

during a full moon, and it's daytime.

No moon.

Oh, yeah. I was wondering about that.

I never doubted you for a minute,

friend of mine.

( screaming )

Blythe, dearie, wherever have you gone to?

Oh, typical party. Not enough bathrooms.

BRITTANY: It'll be okay, Whittany!

I don't think Blythe-ness is contagious,

but the decontamination team is standing by.

It seems as if some prankster has made off with the doorknob,

but don't worry, we have a call into the hardware store,

and they're sending someone right out.

Whoopsie! However did this get in here?

And that's why I never wear stripes on a Friday.

Ha, ha, Blythe, that's, like, hilarious.

( both giggle )

( gasps ): Whittany, what are you doing?

Whatever.

Do you remember how I told you everything in our house

belongs to us?

Well, that includes the front door,

which you should walk out of, like, right now.

But we-- You and I--

In the bathroom-- I thought that--

Ugh. Forget it.

Let's go, Mrs. Twombly.

MRS. TWOMBLY: Oh, I don't know how I ever got so carried away

over that silly doorknob,

especially when I have so many beauties already.

Did I embarrass you, dear?

( laughs )

No more than this guy does...

every single day.

Happy to help.

Let's just pretend that party never happened.

Please?

Well, that display case isn't going to fix itself.

Hey, everybody. What happened here today?

We heard a howl. An unholy shriek!

It could've been a werewolf.

Or Russell. Most definitely Russell.

He looks like a werewolf in the dark.

Do not! It could've been any of us.

Except me.

( chuckling )

Wow. Could someone write that all down

and send it to me in an email?

Maybe if I read it really slow,

I'll understand how you could think there was a werewolf

in the pet shop, but, then again, maybe not.

( sniffs )

Ugh, P.U.! Is that garlic?

You are all going to need baths.

( metal crashing )

ROGER: Ow, ow, ow, ow!

( howling )

I'll take one of those.

( Roger howling )

( upbeat pop theme playing )

♪ We can be ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Who we wanna be ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ At the Littlest Pet Shop You and me ♪