01x09 - Turkey Trouble

[bunniefuu]

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♪ Chasing dreams
And making it happen ♪

♪ We can be anything
We imagine ♪

♪ In harmony, it's clicking
Like magic ♪

♪ It takes two! ♪

♪ When we're together ♪

♪ Double trouble
Rocking a stereo ♪

♪ Better buckle up, baby
Here we go ♪

♪ You and me ♪

♪ It's lights
Camera action ♪

♪ It takes two! ♪

♪ When we're together ♪

♪ It takes two! ♪

[sighs]

OK, just need to make
this look like that.

[meows]

What? Don't think I can
handle preparing

the whole Thanksgiving
meal by myself?

[meows]

Well we'll see about that.
I am prepped.

[pigeon coos]

All right. I've never dressed
a turkey before.

But you're going to look so cute
when we're finished.

Etta, watch it!

[meows]

[ringing]

Hey, girl.

Hey.

So I know Raffa wants us
to have our duo name

before his big social
media push,

and I've been wracking
my brain.

But with all the Thanksgiving
festivities,

I got nothing.

You?

Nope. I've got turkey
on the brain.

It's literally all I can think
about because...

Your most favorite person
on the whole planet,

your Grandma Vi,

is coming to your house
for Thanksgiving?

Oh, have I mentioned that
once or twice?

[laughs]
I'd round it up to , .

[laughs] I just really want
to make it sp...

[Barbie] Make it special.
And you will.

You know, I did take an online
cooking course called

"How to Sh-Sh-Shake Up
Your Stuffing."

So I could help you out.

Maybe stir and measure
some ingredients?

Or you could just chill, Dad.
I've got this.

[laughs]

Yeah, you do.

Barbie, look out!

Woah!

Close one.

We're setting up our annual
turkey trot obstacle course.

Check it out.

You know, most families
just celebrate the day

by eating way too much turkey

and falling asleep
watching football.

Huh. Not this family.

Hi, Brooklyn.
I've won three years in a row.

But this year belongs to me.

Wooooah!

Whew.

[sighs]

Everyone's been working
on their skills.

So it's anybody's race.

[whispers] Between you and me
they don't stand a chance.

This is my year!

[laughs]

Go get em, girl.

Woah!

[sighs heavily]

I had no idea how tricky
prepping a turkey is.

Or how slippery.

You're braver than us.

My mom decided we'd skip making
the turkey ourselves this year.

She ordered one online.

Locally sourced, organic,
the works.

Barbie! On your left.

Oop!

Well if dodging obstacles
is the goal,

you've got this in the bag.

Woop.

[laughs]

This? This is nothing.

You should see what we do
for Christmas.

I better go.

Things are getting haywire
over here.

You're going to do great.
Call you later.

Chelsea, step away
from the bale!

[phone beeps]

See? Dressed and looking good.

[meows]

Etta!

You sure you don't need
any help, baby-girl?

Thanks, Dad, but...

I know, you so got it.

And I can't wait to get some
of that sweet potato pie.

My favorite.

No tasting before the meal.

And I've got it all
taken care of

so you, Mom, and especially
Grandma can relax.

Please, Dad. Chill.

All right, all right.
But if I'm going to chill,

I'm going to chill so hard this
whole house will turn to ice.

-[car honking]
-Oh!

[both] They're here.

What you waiting for,
Christmas?

Come on and give your Granny Vi
some sugar.

Mm-mm!

Will you just look
at this beautiful young lady.

What have you done
with my little puddin'?

I think she's still
in here somewhere.

This way, Mother Dear.
Your luxurious chamber awaits.

[laughs]

Mom, since you're
taking a break

from hosting Thanksgiving
this year,

Barbie's preparing the meal.

Which means all of the grown
folks can relax.

Right, and I'm on
a tight schedule

so I'd better
get back to it.

[sniffs]

Oh, I'd be happy
to lend a hand.

Huh? Wait, what?

Needs more nutmeg
and cinnamon.

But I put exactly how much
the recipe said.

Ha. That should do it.

Granny Vi, the whole reason
I wanted to make this meal

was so you didn't have
to lift a finger.

Please relax.

I promise I've got everything
planned down to the last detail.

Let me let you in
on a little secret, puddin'.

Plans are well and good

but they mostly ruin
life's surprises.

Now pass me the oregano.

What? She's my mom.
I can't argue with her.

[doorbell rings]

[Mom] Ah, that must be
the turkey delivery.

Can someone grab the door?

I got it, Mom!

Hi there. Got your turkey.

[gobbles]

[gasps]

[gobbles]

Oh.

I think you've got
the wrong house.

Well, you ordered

a sustainable, locally farmed
free-range turkey.

Yeah?

Well, here it is.
His name is Franklin.

[gobbles]

[gasps]

[gobbles]

On the drive over

your mom filled me in
on your new school

and your singing duo
with your friend,

the other Barbie Roberts.

Ha! What are the odds?

You know, your old granny was
quite the performer in her day.

Really?

When I was growing up
in Harlem

my friends and I would enter
all the local contests,

doing dances like the mashed
potatoes and gravy.

Oh, that gives me a hankering.

Grab me some potatoes, puddin'.

But, Granny Vi, I've already
prepped the side dishes.

Are you sure you don't want
a nap after your long flight?

Nonsense.

Who comes back to the city
that never sleeps to take a nap?

[sighs]

Hey, sweetie.
Little word to the wise.

I learned long ago that
when Granny Vi takes charge,

everyone else should just
stand back.

Now who wants
to start peeling?

See what I mean?

Uh-huh.

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Thanks so much for your help.

The farm delivery company
can't pick up the turkey

until tomorrow.

[all] Tomorrow?!

[gobbles]

Sorry, g*ng.

The mix-up was my fault.

Apparently I didn't read
the fine print on the website.

It happens, Mom.

But what are we supposed to do
with the live turkey?

[gobbles]

Excuse me,
with Franklin 'til then?

Uh, also everyone's cool

with not having turkey
for Thanksgiving, right?

I mean we'll be having a turkey
at Thanksgiving, but...

Everything will be okay,
despite our unexpected...

[gobbles]

...but welcomed guest.

The Roberts' Thanksgiving
will go on as planned.

Other than the main dish,
of course.

[gobbling]

Stick with me.

I know where all the good
snacks are.

[laughs]

Look like we got
our turkey sitter.

Come on. I'll show you around.

This is the kitchen
and this is the fridge.

[gobbles]

[gasps] Ooh. You've got to see
the party room lights.

And my room.

Who names a turkey Franklin?

No idea.

Oh! Names!
That reminds me.

Brooklyn and I still need
a name for our duo.

Any thoughts?

Let's see.

Salt and Paprika?
Toaster and Microwave?

Hmm. Maybe something
not in the kitchen?

Oh.
Two Girls in a Band.

Or something more unique?

[gobbles]

Franklin?

Puppies, this is Franklin.

Franklin, these are the puppies.

Aww. They like you.

Good thing they like you.

I mean, "want to be friends
with you" like you,

and not "want to eat you"
like you.

[gobbles]

There is nothing like the smell
of hot water cornbread sizzling!

Hot water cornbread was also
not on the menu.

Barbie, where'd I put
our mixing spoon?

Here it is, Granny Vi.
Excuse me for a second.

[dials phone]

Help. You know I love
my grandma,

but she's taking over
the entire meal.

I'm sure she's just excited
to cook with you.

I know, but the whole point was
that I cook the meal for her.

How can I show her how much
I love her if she won't let me?

I'm not sure I'm following
that logic.

You know what I mean.

Okay, Franklin. What kind of
snacks are you in the mood for?

[gobbles]

Ooh, what about chocolate
chip cookies?

[gobbles]

Turkeys should definitely
not be eating cookies.

Hold up.

Is that a live turkey?

Long story.

[gobbles angrily]

How are you able to handle
an obstacle course

and a farm animal

but I can't control
one rogue grandmother?

You can handle it.

You've just gotta loosen up
your plans a little.

And look on the bright side.

At least your main course
isn't running
around the kitchen.

[gobbling]

True. Can you call me
every five minutes
to remind me of that?

[gobbles]

[laughs]
Sure.

[sighs]

Time to see a grandma
about a turkey.

Looking good, guys.

-Perfect.
-I love it.

What do you think, Chelsea?

Looks super cool.

And how cool is it
that this year

the Turkey Trot is going to have
a real turkey trotting around?

Uh, Chelsea?
Where's the turkey?

Franklin!

I was so excited to come see
how things are going

that I kind of forgot I was
supposed to be watching him.

[gasps]

We gotta find Franklin!

[barking]

[sighs]

[sighs]

Anybody got eyes
on the turkey?!

-Ugh, not me
-No luck.

-Nope.
-Nowhere.

[Chelsea] I found Franklin!

He's out here
chasing Blissa!

[meow]

[gobbling]

Roberts, get that turkey.

[upbeat music]

I got him!

Ha!

Woah!

I don't got him.

[meows]

He's heading for
the turkey trot.

[gobbling]

Go Franklin, go!

[gobbling]

Woah!

[grunts]

And Franklin makes it
through the hoops.

[gobbling]

[grunting]

Woah!

Aaargh!

Ouch. That one hurt.

Woah!

[screams]

Ugh!

[gobbling]

[growls]

[screams]

Ugh!

Ah-ha!

Franklin, hurry!

[gobbles]

Gotcha.

[screams]

[gobbling wildly]

Yay, Franklin, you win!

How does it feel to be
the Turkey Trot champion?

[confused gobble]

[timer beeping]

Sounds like our turkey
is ready for its closeup.

Mom, let Barbie handle
the turkey.

You haven't rested
since you got here.

Mwah.

You may be grown,
Kelvin Roberts,

but I can still send you
to your room.

Now you be a good son and
give your momma some elbow room.

I tried, baby-girl, but I think
it's time I throw in the towel.

Loosen up the plan.
Loosen up the plan.

Beautiful.

[gasps]

Whew.

No, kitty, you can't have any.
This birdie is for...

Woah!

Granny Vi!

[gasps]

No!

Turkey down!

[sighs]

Maybe we can salvage it?

[truck honks]

[laughs heartily]

My my, that has got to be
the funniest thing

I've seen in years.

And remember, I've seen
your dad dance.

[laughs]

Did you hear it splat?

[laughs]

Granny Vi, I just wanted to make
this Thanksgiving

really nice for you.

And maybe I got too worked up
about sticking to my plan.

But you always do so much
for us.

This was my chance to return
the love.

And now?

You have returned the love,
puddin'.

Plans, shmans.
They don't matter.

Well, sometimes they do,
like when you're in a dance-off

with your arch rival
Minnie Martin

and you're both scheduled
to cut the rug

to Jolly Wolly Molly.

Somebody better have a plan.

[giggles]

But not with Thanksgiving.

The old idea that turkey
makes the meal

is complete
and utter hogwash.

It's really the company.

And of course the side dishes
that matter.

Ooh, did somebody say
side dishes?

Because your mom and I
are starving.

What happened to the turkey?

The bird flew the coop.

But that's OK.

We just have to loosen up
our plans

and make way
for life's surprises.

That's my girl.

How about we plan to throw
out the plans from here on out?

Deal.

[gobbles]

Guess no one got the win
they were hoping for

at this year's Turkey Trot.

Franklin did.

Oh-ho, I stand corrected.

And I think we all learned
a valuable lesson today.

When life gives you a turkey,
just let it run its course.

[gobbles]

Uh-uh, buddy.
You took my title.

There's no way I'm letting you
take my pie too.

[laughing]

I suggest we have a turkey at,
not for,

Thanksgiving every year.

[gobbles]

I believe Franklin likes
the sound of that.

Me too.

[gobbling]

Hit by a moving van?

Like wham!

By now that turkey's probably
moved into a nice studio

in the village.
[laughs]

By the way,
thanks for all your advice.

Between you and Granny Vi

I can see how over planning
can get in the way

of life's surprises.

Like a side dishes-only
Thanksgiving.

Mm, so good.

Right? They're delicious.

And I've gotta say the whole
live turkey mix-up was crazy,

even for my family.

[laughs]

But I'm going to miss Franklin.

Though I think he'll be happier

at the wildlife reserve
we found for him.

Chelsea can't wait to take
him tomorrow.

Franklin. A distinguished
name for a turkey.

[laughs]

Hey, any progress
on our duo name?

Nope, you?

Maybe we should use
Granny Vi's philosophy

of going with the flow.

I'm sure the perfect name
will come to us

when it's supposed to.

Hey, puddin'.
Sorry to interrupt.

Just stopped by to give you
a kiss goodnight.

Come on in.

Oh, look, it's the Barbies
I've heard so much about.

I'll let you chat
with your friend

without cramping your style.

Impossible.

[laughs]

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Totally.

The Barbies has a nice ring
to it.

It's so... us!

[gobbling]

Chelsea, you forget something?

Oh, I have a turkey to catch.

Again.

See ya!

Franklin, get back here!

[laughs]

[closing theme music playing]