09x16 - Baby Sale/ Steve

[bunniefuu]

[ whirring]

[ snoring]

Whoa!

[ whirring]

[ kids laughing]

[ dog barks]

[ giggles]

[ whirring]

[ squeals]

[ water squirting]

What's that thing?

I don't know,
but it's going potty.

A lot.

I think it's the prettifulest
bathie I ever seen.

BETTY:
Come on, pups.

We got to get shopping.

[ crowd shouting
over each other]

Didi:
Ooh, my!

Look how crowded
Krudnick's is.

It must be their
once-a-year baby sale.

KIRA:
All that just
for super-low prices?

Oh, look...

snap-on bibs.

Those are half-price
snap-on bibs.

Look out.

[ shouting continues]

[ shoppers arguing]

WOMAN:
Ladies, hands off!

[ giggling]

Tommy, what's
a baby sale?

It must be where
they sell babies,

like at the "hopsicle"
where Dilly came from.

But why would our mommies want
to buy more babies?

You can never have
enough babies, Chuckie.

Look how cute we are.

Oh... I like that one.

She gots
pretty hair.

[ giggles]

[ sniffs]

Aw, this one's good and stinky.

[ sniffs]

You're stinky, too.

Thanks.

Ooh, I want him.

I saw him first,
Lillian.

I did, Phillip.

No, I did.

Guys, guys, there's
plenty of babies
for everyone.

I'm sure our mommies
will find good ones.

But all they're doing is
looking for clothesies.

Won't this look adorable
on Tommy?

Oh, it's perfect.

And how about this
paisley jumper for Kimi?

[ shouts]:
I saw it first!

Excuse me.

I believe I saw that first.

[ grunts]

[ snarls]

All right, look out.

Mother of twins coming through.

[ shrieks]

BETTY:
Nothing cuter
than pups in ducks.

BETTY:
Two for the price
of one.

And look at these.

I can't believe
they're on sale.

What's this?

I know what that is.

That's what they put
on those things you buy.

I don't think our mommies
are here to buybabies.

Kimi's right.

They're here to sellthem.

Our mommies would
never sell us.

We're too cute,
'member?

SALESWOMAN:
You ladies are finding
lots of bargains.

How about we keep an eye on
the little ones while you shop?

We have a wonderful
children's play area.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
it sounds great.

Oh, that would be nice.

SALESWOMAN:
Come on, kids.

It's time for you
to join the other babies.

Oh, these are adorable...

and cheap.

Where can I find them?

I must buy one.

Right in our
toddler department,

near the entrance,

next to the
clearance rack.

Oh, they are going
to sell us.

And they think Lil's cheap.

I am not cheap!

There's only
one thing to do.

Run!

Right over there, see?

Yeah, see.

[ sighs]

Why couldn't they have hired me
at Pottery Hut?

I'm sure they don't allow babies
at Pottery Hut.

Quick-- hide!

Whoo, sparkly.

Where's Chuckie?

[ screaming]

Whew!

TOMMY:
We have to hide
before someone buys us.

[ squeals]:
I'm dressing!

Excuse me.
[ women shrieking]

Kids, out.

SALESWOMAN [ whispering]:
I know you're here somewhere.

Whoa.

Ah... ah...

[ sneezes loudly]

Aha!

Okay, now this is
where you'll stay

until someone comes
to get you... soon, I hope.

This place looks fun.

Yeah, I don't think
anything bad could
happen to us here.

You guys for sale, too?

[ all gasp]

Wrong again.

Uh... they don't really
sell babies here, do they?

They ain't
giving them away.

Well, I'm not being sold.

No way!

[ couple cooing]

Oh, no, people already
want to buy me.

Oh, so cute.

That's not so bad.

We figure
this is where

they bring the best
babies they got.

Ooh... really?

They're not going
to buy you, Lil.

Hey.

At least not with
a baby like me around.

[ both grunting]

Stop, guys.

We can't let
any of us be solded.

Our mommies wouldn't like that.

But our mommies
put us here, Tommy.

That can't be true.

Our mommies would
never sell us.

Would they?

SALESWOMAN:
Come on, Alex.

Come on, Sage.

It's time for you to go.

Oh, no,
this is terrible.

We're next.

We can't let them
sell us, guys,

or we might never
see each other again.

I'd miss you guys.

I'd miss you more.

I'd miss you guys, too.

Chuckie, you got
to come out of there,

or I might never
see you again.

Nuh-uh.

They can't buy me
if they can't see me.

You can't just hide
forever, Chuckie.

Why not?

'Cause I think
forever's a long time.

And asides,
I gots a better idea.

Poke her in the eyes.

Poke her in the eyes.
[ squealing]

[ both snarling]

Whoo-hoo!

[ whooping]

Yay!

I'd better return
her cake pan.

[ creaks]

[ alarm sounds]

[ slams]

I didn't spend six years

studying fashion security
for nothing.

We're going to need
a bigger stewdriver.

I don't want a new mom.

I want the mom I got.

I was just getting
used to her.

I don't want
a new daddy neither.

Wait, guys.

'Member what Alex said?

Only the best babies
get sold in here.

All's we gots to do is

act like the worstest
babies ever,

and then nobody will buy us.

No problem.

Being the worstest...

Is what we do bestest.

Hi.

Oh, my.

[ kids shouting]

More kicking, Kimi.

Come on, Chuckie--

ugly face.

Ugly faces.

Oh, such cute
little babies.

They're adorable.

Oh, sweetie.

Oh, no, it's not working.

They like us.

Louderer, faster, uglier!

[ babies screaming]

[ sighs]

I know this stuff doesn't happen
at Pottery Hut.

[ keys jingling]

Here she comes.

Somebody must have
boughted us.

I'm going
to miss you guys.

[ babies crying]

What in St. Pete's Square
is going on over here?

DIDI:
The kids are a mess.

What happened to them?

I... I didn't...

I, uh...

Look, guys, it's our mommies!

[ babies gasp]

They're going to buy us.

Of course.

The only people
that would buy

the worstest babies
like us

is our own mommies.

[ all cheer]

[ moms exclaim]

I am authorized
to give you another %

for miscellaneous
store-induced grief.

Shall I ring those things up?

We refuse to buy
anything from a store

that doesn't watch
our children better.

But, Kir, Deed, %.

[ laughs evilly]

Yes!

TOMMY:
I told you our mommies
wouldn't sell us.

We're going to be
together forever.

Oh, yeah, but that was close.

Too close for custard.

Well, if anyone
ever wants to buy us,

they got to buy all of us...
together.

And we're not cheap.

[ babies giggling]

Hats.

Check.

Mittens?

Check.

Extra mittens.

Right, extra mittens.

[ grunts]

I can't see my feets.

Are they still there?

Sure, Chuckie.

They're covered

so we stay warm
outside.

We was already warm inside.

Have fun, kids.

Look at the whole new
backyard, Tommy.

Wow, look at all the snow.

KIMI:
Last one in has a rotten leg.

[ grunting]

Dumb babies, dumb babies.

What are you
doing, Lil?

Making a snow Angelica.

[ giggles]

[ grunts]

[ yelps]

You winned.

[ chomping]

Hey, these are pretty good.

[ yelp]

[ teeth chattering]

Look at my snow fort.

Oh, we maded Reptar.

And I maded my daddy.

Wow, I never knew
they looked alike.

Uh, does anyone know
how to make a snow door?

[ grunts]

Never mind.

Hey, guys.

I gots a idea.

Let's make a snowbaby.

Like one of us,
but made of snow.

Huh.

He doesn't look
like any babies I know.

Yeah, he's missing
something.

No, he's not.

He looks great.

Catch, snowbaby.

Maybe he needs
arms.

Catch, snowbaby.

I think he needs eyes, too.

Now he can smell stuff.

[ whispers]:
Better stay away from Lil.

Ewww.

And he needs a pretty neckylace.

A neckylace?

Maybe he's a girl.

Now he gots some hairs.

I hope he doesn't
get a cold.

It's cold out here.

He always gots a cold.
He's made of snow.

We did it, you guys.

We maded something great.

And we didn't have
to use mud or sand.

Yeah, but...

Mud and sand taste better.

Stu, look at the kids.

Aww.

Of course, I could show them
how to build a real snowman.

You know, I was champion
snowman builder

for my entire
peewee cadet troop.

Now, Stu,
Lipschitz says

that children should
be encouraged

to express themselves
in their own way.

But Deed, I earned
snowman badges

two years running.

Want to see them?

No, Stu.

I think we should
go with the experts
on this one.

I am the expert.

I bet Lipschitz never built
a snowman.

So what should we call him?

How about Worms?

He doesn't look like
a Worms to me.
How about Snowy?

I don't know, I think
he looks like a Steve.

Yeah.

That's it.

He looks just like a Steve.

He does?

I mean, he does!

Steve, welcome
to Tommy's backyard.

You know, guys, we should do
something special for Steve.

Like name him Worms?

No.

Like give him a party--

a welcome-to-the-backyard party.

Me and Chuckie will
make presents.

Kimi can make
things pretty.

And Phil and Lil
can make the food.

[ all cheer]

Um, where can we get
all that stuff, Tommy?

All we gots is snow.

That's it.

We'll make it all
out of snow.

What else could a snowbaby
like more than snow?

ALL:
Yeah.

Look, a poppysicle bush.

That's good eating.

Mine's chocolate.

[ slurred]:
I think mine's vanilla.

What kind of presents

would a snowbaby like?

Legs?

Good idea, Chuckie.

Don't forget the feets.

You maded the bestest stuffs
I ever seed, Kimi.

[ making incoherent sounds]

Thanks.

I think.

Ow.

Hey, I was eating that.

Look over here,
Steve.

We gots a surprise
for you.

Oops.

That's a surprise,
all right.

Oh, I can't even look.

Okay, Chuckie.

It's looking time again.

Oh, good.

Your head gotted better.

[ water flowing]

TOMMY:
Look, Steve.

We made you a party.

Uh, guys?

With foods.

Guys.

And pretty stuff.

Guys!

[ water flowing]

I think something's wrong
with Steve.

[ gasps]

He went potty like a real baby.

PHIL:
I knew we should have
maded him a snow diapie.

Oh, no.

He's not pottying.

He's doing that thing
ice cream does

afore it goes bye-bye.

Steve's melting.

Shh!

Tommy, you'll scare him.

We gots to do something.

What do grown-ups do
when they get too hot?

They turn on
the hair conditioner.

Good idea, Lil.

We gots to get Steve inside
to the hair conditioner.

Uh, I'll get the sled.

Don't worry, Steve.

We'll take care of you.

[ screams]

[ chuckling uneasily]

It's nothing, Steve.

I do that all the time.

Come on, guys.

Help me put Steve on the sled.

Careful with his head.

TOMMY:
Look out, Spiffy.

We gots a snowbaby 'mergency.

Don't worry, Steven.

You're going
to be all right.

[ gasps]

Hurry, Tommy, hurry!

Hey, kids, look what I have.

Professional snowman
accessories.

Stu.

Aww...

Deed.

[ shivers]

It's freezing out here.

Come on, kids.

Let's take a break
and have some nice
hot chocolate.

With little
marshmallows?

I gots a bad feeling
about Steve.

You gots a bad feeling
about everything.

Even good feelings.

But we lefted him outside
playing...

[ gulps]

...in the sun.

Don't worry,
Chuckie.

The fastlier we drink
this hot chocolate,

the fastlier we can
get Steve and bring
him inside.

[ all gulping]

My, you kids enjoyed that.

Well, don't worry,
there's lots more.

[ moans]

I'm never drinking
hot chocolate again.

[ weakly]:
Your mommy just kept making more
and more and more and more...

But we did it, you guys.

We gotted back to Steve.

Where is he?

Is this where we lefted him?

Maybe he's playing
hide-and-go-peek.

KIMI:
Steve!

Steve!

Steve!

Steve!

[ gasps]

Guys?

Guys!

Steve hided without his eyes
and hands and hair.

He might get losted,
and be a-scared...

[ gasps]

Steve's not hiding, is he?

[ quietly]:
No, Chuckie.

Yep.

He won't be needing this
no mores.

[ Chuckie crying]

Steve's... gone.

Steve's not gone.

He's right here.

[ softly]:
I think Tommy lost
his marble.

Look.

Here's Steve's eyes.

And his hair.

And his arms.

He may look different,
but he's still Steve.

Like when we grow up,
we'll probably look different,

but we'll still be us.

Sorry, Steve.

I just took a little lick.

Come on, let's
have his party.

Yeah.

For Steve the waterbaby.

Here's some water legs.

And some water food.

And some water
pretty stuffs.

[ gasps]

CHUCKIE:
Look.

I think Steve likes his party.

Yeah, Chuckie.

I think he does.

[ all laughing]

LIL:
I am not cheap!