04x32 & 04x33 - On Thin Ice/Room and Hoard

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ Crashing through
the crowded halls ♪

♪ Dodging girls
like Ping-Pong balls ♪

♪ Just to reach the bathroom
on time ♪

♪ Leaping over laundry piles

♪ Diapers you can smell
for miles ♪

♪ Guy's got to do
what he can to survive ♪

- ♪ In the Loud house

♪ In the Loud house

- ♪ Duck, dodge, push,
and shove ♪

♪ Is how we show our love

- ♪ In the Loud house

♪ In the Loud house

- ♪ One boy and ten girls

♪ Wouldn't trade it
for the world ♪

- ♪ Loud Loud Loud

♪ Loud house

- Poo-poo.

[Rock Music]

♪

- Ha!
My hockey tickets are here!

[angelic music]

- [panting, grunting]
- Ah!

The international sign
for scatter!

[all shriek]
- Gotta get out of here.

I gotta get out of here.
- Hold it.

Guys, I got four tickets

for the biggest game
of the year,

and you know the rule:

three of you have to
come with me.

It's...
all: Good luck.

- Exactly!

Our very own Royal Woods
Jellyfish are playing

the New Jersey Gaba-Ghouls.

[spits]

- Mm...ghouls.
- No, "Mm," Luce.

This is a Jellyfish house.

And a win tonight puts them
in the playoffs

for the first time in my life!

Rowdy McQuads needs this.

- Who's that, some hockey guy?

- A hockey legend.
He's the GOAT.

Uh, "greatest of all time."

all: Oh.

- If Rowdy and the squad
are gonna pull out a win,

they need my good luck,

and you guys know I can't do
my superstitions alone.

Now who's coming to help?

all: Umm...
- Uh...

[exciting rock music]

- [gasps]

It reeks of hot jellyfish
in here.

- It's good luck for the team.

Bring the sting!
Bring the sting!

Bring the sting!
It's good luck for the team.

Lori, get up there
with our mascot

and do the wiggle.

- Please don't make me do this.
[shrieks]

[upbeat dance music]
[humming]

[laughter]

- It's good luck for the team.

- Sorry, Lynn,
but your game day superstitions

are way too intense.

- Yeah, that's why they work.
[snaps fingers]

- Disagree; superstitions
derive from the assumption

that a connection exists
between co-occurring

non-related events.

Ergo superstitions are hooey.

- So you're all bailing on me?

Fine.

Well, there's no point
in going solo.

So I guess I'll just miss
the most important game

of my life.

[footsteps thudding]

- [whines]
Oh, wait.

I'll go with you, LJ.

[both shriek]
So will Lincoln and Luan.

- Oh, man.
- Why us?

I like hokey, not hockey.

- 'Cause you're good siblings,
and you were the closest.

I'll buy you funnel cake.

- We each get
our own funnel cake.

- And one of those
big foam fingers.

My prop game needs
some refreshing.

- Deal.
- Whoo!

- [grunts]
- Yeah!

Sweet!
Hmm.

But you can't go
looking like that.

Okay, lucky playoff beards
are locked and loaded.

Hands in!
What time is it?

- Uh, it's : .
- [imitates buzzer]

No, it's game time!

Go, go, go!

- [grunts]
- Get it together, Loud.

Let's see some effort.
[both grunt]

[crowd cheering]

What's up,
my Tentacle Troopers?

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

How you gonna do me dirty
like that on game day, Fern?

[neck cracks]

- [growls]

- They call her Stern Fern.

She's the most feared usher
in the league.

One time,
she kicked out the mascot

for sneezing too loud.

[hat squeaks]

Fern takes this hockey stuff
way too seriously.

[gasps]
Luan, no!

You can't sit like that.

Pretzel style only
on game days.

It's good luck.

You too, Pops,
crisscross applesauce.

- [groans]
Ow, ow, ow.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

If I'd known, I would have done
some pregame stretches.

- Looks like this pretzel's
a little salty.

[laughs]

- Hot dogs, funnel cakes.

Get your hot dogs
and funnel cakes!

- Ah, the reason I'm here.
I--

- Stop.
You can't order food from him.

He's a mush, bad luck.
Hey, Vikki!

Let me get two porksters
and a couple of doughboys,

goofy foot style!

That's your standard hot dog
with powdered sugar

and funnel cake with mustard.

It's good luck for the team.

[both groan]

Rowdy McQuads is on
a breakaway!

[rock music]
[air horn blaring]

He puts the biscuit
in the basket!

See?
I told you these were lucky.

- [grunts]
- [slurps]

Ah, tastes like luck.

[buzzer sounds]

Okay,
second period is starting.

Time to change
- Change?

- Yeah,
I have a first period jersey,

a second period jersey,
and a third period jersey.

Now get in.

- Ah![grunts]

[whistle blows]
- [shrieks]

- [yelling]

[air horn blares]

- Woot-woot!
- , Jellyfish!

Good work, bro.

- What did I have to do
with that goal?

- Team effort.

The more people in this jersey,

the better the luck.

- What?
[both groan]

So this is cozy.

[farts]
- [sighs]

[all yell]
No, no, no!

You gotta stay in it.
It's good luck for the team.

Uh-oh.
[crowd groans]

- And the Gaba-Ghouls score!

- This isn't working.
Everyone out.

[all grunt]
Quick, put these on!

[rock music]

He sh**t...
- [whimpers]

[air horn blares]
- He scores!

I knew the lucky hats
would get us back on track.

- Oh, no.
It's a lice outbreak!

Shed the hats, kids!

- It's not lice.
It's a hat trick.

When a player scores
three goals,

fans throw their hats
on the ice.

[mischievous music]

Lose the hat, Fern.

- [huffs]

- You're the only one
who still has one on,

and we're so close to a win!

[grunts]

- [growls]
That's it!

[whistle blows]

You're out of here!

- Ha.

Sounds like some loser's
getting the ol' boot

from the arena.

[laughs]
And that's your sister.

- [grunts]

- Hold tight, LJ!
We're coming for ya!

- No!
I'll be fine!

You all have to stay here

and keep my good luck rituals
going!

- What good luck rituals?

- I taped a list to my seat!

- Ugh.
- Ohh.

[body thuds]
- [sighs]

[soft jazz music]

- Got kicked out, Loud?

- Yeah, you too?

- Yep.
Somebody sold me a bum ticket.

[sighs]

[crowd cheers over earphones]

- And Jersey ties the game!

[both groan]
- Come on, Jellyfish!

You can't play
dump-and-chase hockey.

- This is all happening
'cause I'm not inside,

doing my rituals.

I gotta get back in there
or the Jellies are history.

[door opens]

- [blows nose]

[sneaky music]

- [laughs]

Ha-ha!
I'm in!

- Hey!
I thought I kicked you out!

- Fern, we meet again.

- [growls, huffs]

- Huh?
[grunts]

- [grunts]

- [panting]

[exciting music]

- [panting]

- Bingo.

- [growls]

[sniffing]

♪

- [sighs]

[engine turns over]

- Jelly, jelly, jelly.
Ah, jelly, jelly, jelly.

Ah, jelly, jelly, jelly.

- How long do we have
to do this?

- Lynn said
for the rest of the game.

- I don't know.
I'm kind of digging

being a jellyfish.

[scatting]
Jellyfish.

- Down in front, buddy!
- Oh!

Whoa!
- [grunts]

- Um, guys, Lynn's back.

[bold music]

- Huh?

♪

- [growls]
Get her!

- Ah!

[grunts]

Whoo!
Ha-ha!

b*at ya!
- [grunts]

♪

- Check it out!
This fan moves like a penguin!

Give it up for the penguin!

- [grunts]

[crowd booing]

- Settle in!

I have a feeling

it's gonna take me extra long

to find one of your parents.

[laughs]

- [grunting]

I don't have time for this,
Fern.

My team needs me!

- So what are you in for?
- Flip?

- Eh, that's my name,
don't wear it out.

I got busted for selling
"inauthentic" game tickets.

- Well, I'm in here
for no good reason,

unless you count being

the most committed
Tentacle Trooper

in the whole arena.

Ugh!

- Yeah!

- Did the Jellyfish score?
- Nope.

New Jersey just went up
by a goal with one minute left.

Gaba-Ghoul!

- You're a Gaba-Ghoul fan?

- Hope your team's better
at playing golf

than they are at hockey,

'cause they're about to be
on vacation.

[laughs]

- This is all my fault.

The Jellyfish are gonna lose
'cause I can't be out there,

doing my rituals.

- Uh, any interest in buying
an authentic

get-out-of-jail-free card?

- [growls]
- LJ, wait up!

- Not the time, Dad.

You know I need a full

-hour cooling off period
after losses.

- But--but honey--

- Look, no offense,

but I don't wanna
talk about the game at all.

- Hey, it's the Penguin.
- [gasps]

- Yeah, uh, not the time,
Rowdy.

- Wait.
Were you talking to me?

- Yeah, we've been calling you
the Penguin in the locker room.

I've never seen anyone
move like that on the ice,

and I would know.
I'm--

- Rowdy McQuads,
the Michigan Maniac,

record holder for most goals
and most penalty minutes

in a single pro season!

"Hockey Hotshot Magazine"
called you

"a grinder with a heart of gold
who enjoys snowmobiling,

hiking, and crocheting
in his free time."

- So you've heard of me?

- Look, Rowdy,
I owe you a big-time apology.

When I was doing
all my game day rituals,

the Jellyfish were winning.

Then I got kicked out
of the arena,

and you guys lost.

- But we didn't lose.
We won.

- What?
How?

I wasn't there to do
my good luck stuff.

- We athletes are
a strange breed

with our superstitions.

I've worn the same pair
of underwear

every game since college.

Actually,
I'm wearing them right now.

But the more you play the game,

the more you realize
that sports aren't predictable.

Honestly,
it's the unpredictability

that makes playing the game
fun.

Hey, you think
I could get a pic?

The guys in the locker room
aren't gonna believe

I met the Penguin.

- Sure.
[cell phone camera snaps]

- [laughs]

Remind me to buy you
a new mouth guard

when we get home.

Wow, honey.
What a day!

Your team made the playoffs,
and you got to meet your hero.

You know, I think he taught
us all a little something too.

- Yeah, if you're famous,

you can wear the same underwear
whenever you want.

But I do it two days in a row
and I'm a "weirdo."

- He meant you don't have to be
superstitious.

- Maybe you guys are right.

From now on,
I won't be superstitious...

for hockey games on Fridays,

after : p.m.,
in the month of March.

[all groan]

[upbeat rock music]

♪

- Hmm. Mm-mm.

Mm? Mm.

Mmm. [groans]

Are you sure you need to find
that VHS tape for Kotaro?

- A little help?

[both grunting]

Ohh!
[thud]

[both gasping]

Yeah, it's got all our footage

form our first trip
to Cowbella.

I promised him we'd watch for
our friendadversary next week!

- Well, there's no way we're
gonna find anything in here.

I think it's time
we have the kids

give away some
of their old stuff.

[both yelp]
[laughter]

- [gasps] Mr. Snuggles.

- [gasps]

- [laughs]
- Eureka!

- My pre-K punchers!

Man, this feels like Christmas.

- Yeah, but with
way more tuff.

- Come on, guys, focus.

You need to be getting rid of
stuff, not eating it.

- Ahh? [laughs]

Whoa! Uhh, come on.

It's my first mud pie,
perfectly aged.

Why do we have to get rid
of all this great stuff?

- Yeah. Let us keep it!
- We love our old things.

- Well, we're sorry, kiddos,

but in a house with people,

there's just not enough room
for it all.

[all complaining]

- We all have to make
sacrifices sometimes,

even your father donates ties
from his prized collection

every now and then.

- Huh?

- Hmm, wait.
What if we can prove to you

that we still use
all this stuff?

Then can we keep it?

- Fine. But if you can't,
all of this has to go.

Deal?
[all agree]

[both yelp]

- [exhales]
all: Oops.

♪

Really? [sighs]

You sure you don't wanna use
this shovel instead, sweetie?

- No thanks.
My old toy shovel will do.

Farewell, Mrs. B.

Your pollinating skills
will be missed.

- [gasps] No way.
He did not.

- Oh, hey, Lori Lou!

- Dad, um, I'm on the phone.

Sorry, what were you saying?

- The cow says--
[cow mooing]

- And what did
the chicken say?

- Are you ready
for the Lynnsanity?

[rock music]

[grunts] Whoo! Ha!

Hoo, hoo, yeah!
That's how you do it.

[both sigh]

[both singing]
♪ Ribbit, ribbit

♪ The little froggy goes
- [gasps]

- ♪ Ribbit, ribbit
the little froggy goes ♪

♪ Ribbit, ribbit

♪ The little froggy goes
ribbit, ribbit ♪

- [gasping] Oh, no, no.

Not the "Little Froggy Song."

I thought we were done
with that years ago.

Oh!

- Don't let it
get in your head.

It'll haunt your dreams.

- [laughs]

- Uh-oh. Looks like
somebody found

her old toilet paper roll.

- [munching]

- Now, Miss Lily,

we know you don't
need that anymore.

You have plenty of
real toys to play with.

- [growls]

- Okay, okay, okay.
Backing off.

- Fashion emergency.
Fashion emergency.

- Dr. Leni's on it.

[beeping]

[gasps] O M gosh.

A striped shirt
with polkadot leggings?

That is a fashion emergency.

Don't worry,
you're in good hands.

- Whoo!
Fashion emergency averted.

- Yay!

- Well, at least Lisa
isn't clinging to

her old things.

She just got that microscope.

- Aww.

Look at those little cuties.

Whatcha studying, Lis?

- My very first
infant fecal samples.

both: Oh!
- We had no idea

you kept those.
- Oh, yes.

I have thousands up there.

[farting]

- This whole time, I thought
that smell was the raccoons.

- Introducing the Mick and
Bunny Variety Hour.

- Hey, you're Mick Swagger.

Wanna hear a joke?
- Hit me, mate.

- What do you call a cow
who plays the guitar?

A moo-sician.
[laughs]

- [laughs]
That's blood brilliant.

Too bad your mum and dad
don't agree.

- Oh, come on, girls.
You barely fit in that thing.

- What was that, love?
You want us to sing?

Let me grab me axe.

Wait.
- Here, let me try.

[grunting] Ooh!

[both sigh]

[horn honking]
- Whoo-hoo!

Watch out! Number one
baby boy coming through!

- Lincoln! That shirt
is way too small for you,

and that tricycle
is falling apart.

- What? No way.

The handlebars
are a little loose,

but she still drives
like a dream.

And look, here's the stain
from my very first flippee.

Mmm.

- All right,
I think we've seen enough.

Everyone, downstairs!

Okay, we get it.

You guys really don't
wanna give up your stuff.

- So you win.
You can keep it all.

[cheering]

- But we do have some terms.

If you ever want something new,

you have to get rid
of something old.

A one-for-one.

[all agreeing]

[arcade music]

- Bingo.
- Come on, Linky.

We almost have enough tickets.
Don't choke!

- [grunts]

[beeping]

[cheering]

- Wow, that's a lot of karats.

Okay, champs.
Pick your prizes.

[both gasp]

[grunting]

both: Ooh, ooh, that one!

[both squeal]

- Wait, where are we
going to put these?

- Um, duh, Princess Ladybell
will be sleeping in my bed.

Muah.
- But Mom and Dad said

we couldn't get any new stuff

without getting rid
of something old.

- Hmm. [gasps]

[laughs] Well, who says
they have to know about it.

All we gotta do
is find a good hiding spot.

♪

Shh. You gotta promise me

that you'll be quiet
under there.

[sighing]

Here's some reading material
in case you get bored.

- [munching]

- [scoffs]
Where is Leni?

She got out of work,
like, minutes ago.

- Uh-uh.
- [sighs]

- The owner of this boutique
said everything must go,

so I'm buying as much as I can
to help him out.

- Leni, no. It doesn't mean
you have to--

- Be out soon!

- [sighs]

- [gasps]
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh.

- No, Lily.
You definitely don't need that.

- [whimpering]

- Mm.

- [laughing, babbling]

- Guys, you heard Mom and Dad.

We shouldn't be getting
any more stuff.

[all gasp]

- Wait.
Are those new clubs?

- Well--[laughs]

Carol gave me her old ones.

[grunts]
So, you know, it's different.

Okay?

Well, obviously, we can't

let Mom and Dad
see this new stuff,

so we'll just have to
find a good hiding spot.

♪

- [grunting]

- [grunting]

♪

- Yeah! [laughs]

♪

- [kisses]

♪

- Ah, a fresh sample
for my studies.

Thank you, Charles.

[Charles groans]

- Shh.

♪

- Hmm?
- I don't know what these are,

but if they're free,
they're Flip's.

- [grunting]

[both grunting]

[clang]
[both coughing]

- Well, it might be
a tight squeeze

for Santa next Christmas,

But we did it.
- [sighs]

We are literally
at max capacity, guys.

No more new stuff.

[clanging]
- What was that?

- [grunting, panting]
Awesome, right?

Coach was giving these babies
away for free.

- Okay, now we are literally
literally at max capacity.

- This season,
on "The Dream Boat,"

Captain Debbie
is seeing triple.

Meet Dylan, Dawson
and Dirk.

[all clamoring]

[sniffing]

[whines]

- Charles, no.

♪

- Uh.

♪

[all gasp]

[all yell]

[all scream]

- What in the ding-dang heck
is going on here?

- Sorry, Mom and Dad.

We broke your rule
and got a bunch of new stuff.

- Clearly.

- But we couldn't
bring ourselves

to get rid of any
of our old stuff,

so we've been hiding things.

- This is very disappointing.
We made a deal.

- We know, and you were right.

In a house with people,

there's no room for old stuff
we actually don't use.

- Yeah, we promise we'll start
giving it away.

- But can I keep my burrito?
Please?

I already named him. Burt.

- Free stuff!
- Come and get it!

- That's when you shout
your catch phrase.

Mine's Lynnsanity.

I'm sure you'll think
of a good one, too.

- Unhappy grave digging to you.

- Rock on, little dude.

- Wow, you guys
have cleared out a lot.

- Yay! Way to go, kiddos.

- I can't wait to put on
a puppet show for my grandpa.

- Hey, don't forget
the star of the show.

You guys were right,
it feels really good

to give our stuff to kids
who will actually use it.

- Ah, and guess what, Pops?

We found that VHS tape
you were looking for.

- [gasps]

- Yeah, it was under
my fecal slides.

- Ehh, uh, uh, oh.

I should call Kotaro,
give him the good news.

K-Dog! Better start polishing
that cowbell,

'cause Cowbella Friendaversary
night is back on!

- [munching] Ahh.

Hey, what do you think?

I've been trying to update
my look.

- [gasps] Love it.

Just one more thing.

- [chittering]

- Ooh, thanks, kids.
I made out like a bandit here.

[honks horn]
Yeah, number one baby boy!

- See? Flip gets it.

- ♪ Cramped inside
this tiny space ♪

♪ May sound bad
but ain't the case ♪

♪ In the Loud house
- ♪ Loud house

- ♪ Duck and dodge
and push and shove ♪

♪ That's the way we show
our love in the Loud house ♪

- ♪ Loud house

♪ Laundry piles
stacked up high ♪

♪ Hand-me-downs
that make me cry ♪

♪ Stand in line
to take a pee ♪

♪ Never any privacy

♪ Chaos with kids

♪ That's the way
it always is ♪

♪ In the Loud house