01x02 - He Followed Me Home/Love 'Em and Flea 'Em

[bunniefuu]

-[theme music playing]
-[barking]

[engine revs]

♪ I'm seeing lots of spots ♪

♪ Plenty of polka dots ♪

[barking]

♪ Get those puppies! ♪

♪ Can't catch a furry flurry ♪

♪ Running in a blurry hurry ♪

[barking]

♪ Get those puppies! ♪

♪ 1-0-1 ♪

♪ Canines on the run ♪

♪ 1-0-1 ♪

♪ Them doggone dogs are fun ♪

♪ 1-0-1 ♪

♪ Without fail you'll wind up
chasing your tail ♪

♪ What's the harm
in revelrous adventures ♪

-♪ On the funny farm? ♪
-[clucks]

♪ 1-0-1 ♪

[barks]

♪ Life's just a bed of roses ♪

♪ 1-0-1 ♪

♪ Fast friends
with cold, wet noses ♪

-♪ 1-0-1 ♪
-♪ Through thick, thin, push and pull ♪

♪ It's 1-0-1
oh wonderful! ♪

♪ Just tons of fun ♪

♪ 101 Dalmatians! ♪

[train whistle blows]

[brakes screech]

[Woman] Must be the boiler.

I'll fix it.

[sniffing]

[Woman] All right, full steam ahead!

-[train whistle]
-Huh?

Aah!

[whimpers]

[sniffing]

[giggles]

Hey, anybody want some peanuts?

[gasps]

What? It's not like I've never
offered you some of my food before.

Okay, it's been a while.

Uh, Rolly, are you casting
a larger shadow lately?

No. Why?

Huh?

Hello.

Whoa!

[sucking]

Hey, my peanuts.

[Rolly] Nuts!

Ah...Ah...Ah... Ah-achoo!

Hey, he's fun.

But where did he come from?

He's a stray.

A wandering orphan
in the suburban jungle.

Pbbt! A stray elephant?!

Hey, we're not in the city any more.

In the country
you get all kinds of strays.

Stray elephants are
probably pretty common.

Ha ha ha. He's a blast.

Let's keep him.

As a pet?

That's a lot of responsibility.

You gotta feed him, clean him,
and keep him out of trouble.

No problemo.

Uh, problemo.

[Cruella] Ta-ta, Anita.

Remember all work and no play
makes Anita a good employee.

Oh, hello, Rolodex.

All right!

My aquarium pals came.

Oh, really?

Well, I guess that means
you'll be selling the farm soon.

-What?
-Oh, yes.

It's spelled out clearly in your deed

which I just happen to have a copy of.

That "besides the pre-existing
livestock" blah, blah, blah...

"You are only allowed

One pet more and you're in
violation of the deed.

You'll have to sell the farm and I...

Ha ha ha...

Well, I just may have to buy it.

One word... Never!

Then no more pets.

-Uh-oh, we gotta hide him. Quick!
-[gasps]

I'll be watching you, Ragweed.

[trumpets]

Did I just see an elephant?

[All] Uh-uh. Naw. Nope.

[engine revs]

We can't keep him.

Cruella said...

Excuse me, but are we gonna let
Cruella de party pooper

stop us from having a pet?

-That's the plan.
-Sounds good to me.

No, like you said, Spot.

All we gotta do is keep him fed,

clean, and out of sight.

What about keeping
him out of trouble?

Details.

[snoring]

[Lucky] Chow time, Jimbo.

See, nothing to it.

[crunch, crunch]

Uh-oh.

[sucking]

[sucking]

[gulping]

[arf arf arf]

[Cruella] I knew it.
They do have an elephant.

That farm is as good as mine.

Stay back. Back, I say.

[sucking]

[gasp]

[Cadpig] Whoa.
Treasure of the Sierra Pantry.

Whoa!

[sucking]

No, it's my food.
I found it fair and square!

No! Stop it!

Oh, my life savings...gone.

Let's face it, you guys.

Jimbo is just too much for us
to handle.

Hey! Cruella's coming!

We gotta hide him.

How do you hide an elephant?

Uh, maybe we could
put him on wheels

and disguise him
as a vacuum cleaner.

Or stick cute little magnets on him
and say he's a refrigerator.

Or throw a saddle on him

and pretend he's a horse
with a glandular problem.

I have a better idea.

Aha! Just as I thought.

An elephant!

Uh, where is it?

[Cruella] Where did it go?

Hello, puppies.

[humming]

Oh, my word.

You pups seem to grow
right before my very eyes.

Oh, my goodness.

I'll be back.

-[all barking]
-[giggle]

See, I told you it would be a cinch.

We fed him and now all we gotta do
is keep him clean.

[squeal]

Okay, Jimbo, time to come clean.

Hey! Do I look like a loofah to you?

Oh, I'm having an
out-of-bubble experience.

Yee-haw!

Waa-yoo!

[Cruella] Well, if it isn't
pet number 102.

They won't get away with this.
Not this time.

Are we...plahh...done yet?

Just about.

Hey! Oh, no. Don't tell me
we used up all the water.

I hate to add another morsel
to your full plate of anxiety,

but Roger's coming.

Okay, okay, let's not panic.

All we gotta do is hide him.

How are we gonna do that?

We could cover him with a towel.

Hello! We'd need a towel
as big as a shower curtain.

-[gasp]
-What?

[humming]

♪ Love my little aquarium pals ♪

♪ Love my little aquarium pals ♪

♪ My little aquar... ♪

Cruella!

But...there was an elephant
in your shower.

Excuse me? I...don't you think
I'd know if there was...

Thank you...an elephant
in my shower?

There! There!

Now, now, Cruella,

I think you've been working
a little too hard lately.

It'll be okay. Come on now.

I know what I saw,

and I won't give up until I prove it!

You see?

You were all worried about nothing.

He definitely isn't getting
into any trouble.

Okay, then. Where is he?

♪ In trouble ♪

[All] Come down, Jimbo,
come down!

Come down, please!

[gasps]

[trumpets]
Hee hee hee.

I hate to say
I told you so, Spot,

but I don't think
we can keep Jimbo.

He's just too heavy
a responsibility.

You don't say?

Doh!

There's no hiding now.

[helicopter hovering]

Jimbo!

Oh, Jimbo, you're okay.

We looked everywhere for you.

Get off!

This isn't your elephant, it's his.

[Cruella] It's his pet.

Whoa. Huh?

Come on. Ha ha ha.

Keeping an elephant as a pet?

Well, that's silly. Ha ha ha.

And way too much responsibility.
Ha ha ha ha.

B-b-but he was!

I saw it. He was in the shower,

yes, and then he was
on the silo tower and...

-Good-bye.
-Good-bye.

[elephant roar]

Oh, Lucky, don't be sad.

The circus can provide Jimbo with
the physical and emotional care

specific to his unique
little elephant needs.

Oh, Lucky,
haven't you learned anything?

Okay, maybe Jimbo was
too much pet for a puppy,

but an aquarium pal is perfect.

It's small and easy to take care of.

Just add water and...

[gasp]

[Lucky] Uh-oh.

[humming]

[gasp] Yard sale!

I love yard sales.

Actually, I hate yard sales.

Of course, the pros of a yard sale
are...the bargains.

But the cons of a yard sale are
that the items are used. Ew.

Two-Tone, focus.

Come on, Cadpig,
let's investigate.

You can help me pick
the right look for Mooch.

Which do you predict
he'll like best?

Necklace or bracelet?

I had no idea he was so conflicted.

This is a Mooch we didn't know.

No, silly,

for me to wear to the
four-legged fall ball tonight.

I need something eye-catching

to make sure Mooch
asks me to go.

You two always go together.

I am not taking any chances.

I've got to get his attention.

I could try the sophisticated look

or tomboy, or grunge.

I know...

Shiny objects.

Two-Tone, beauty shines
from the inside.

It doesn't need accessories.

Oh, you are so right, Cadpig.

I'll make a note of that.

He'll just have to like me
for who I am.

Two, three...

Then again, there's no reason
why he can't like me

for what I look like, too.

What do you think?

No glitz, no glory.

These should make the barn
look good for the dance.

Bow wow, how weird.

Oh, well. I still wish Two-Tone
was going to the dance with me.

[burp]

Rolly, what happened
to the decorations?

[hic]

Did you know gourds
are high in riboflavin?

Spit wad four, corner milk pail.

-[hawking up phlegm]
-[spits]

Ha ha ha.

Hi, Mooch.

Beautiful morning, isn't it?

It was. I can't see it any more.

Yeah, you're blocking our aim, lady.

But, uh, Mooch,

isn't there something
you'd like to ask me?

Yeah. Would you move your butt
out of the way?

Humph.

[Mooch] Come around here again
and Dipstick will get his fleas on you.

Hey, new outfit, Two-Tone.

Are you getting ready
for the dance?

Yes, but no.

You see I was,
but now I'm not even going.

But you're the nicest
pooch on the farm.

I'll take you.

You're on.

Spit wad nine, over the barn,
across the cornfield,

between the eyes
of the scarecrow.

-[hawking up phlegm]
-[spits]

Grrrr.

Dipstick. Over the barn,
across the cornfield...

♪ Oh, Mooch ♪

I just came by to say to you...
I have nothing to say to you.

If I had anything to say to you,
I'll say it to Lucky,

my date tonight at the dance.

Say what? You always go with me.

Correction. Used to go with you.

But you didn't ask me, Lucky did.

Come on, boys.

I have a feeling Lucky
is about to become very unlucky.

[chattering]

Wow. The barn looks totally fantastic.

Just looking at it
makes me feel so... itchy.

What are you so itchy about?

I'm itching to go to the dance
with Two-Tone.

Looks like you've been bitten
by the puppy love bug.

Well, that explains why I itch.

[sighs] But does it explain
why I hear music?

[faint music playing]

That's funny. I hear it, too.

[conga music playing]

[Lucky] It's not the love bug.
It's fleas!

[All] Fleas?!

[screaming]

Aw, man. What am I gonna do?

There's only one thing you can do.
Take a flea bath.

[All] Bath?!

I hate baths more than fleas.

There's gotta be another way!

[Spot] Okay, here's my plan.

We'll use centrifugal force.

You'll spin so fast, the fleas
won't be able to hold on.

Where did you learn about this?

On Professor Egghead's
Science Over Easy.

Prepare for liftoff!

[Lucky] Aah!

Whoa oh oh oh!

Aah!

Pyoo!

I guess I should have anticipated
the consequences of my actions.

Flea bath, here I come.

[humming]

[doorbell rings]

Lucky, what happened
to...whew!

You're absolutely malodorous. Oh.

Oh, my word. Fleas, too.

[Nanny] Let me see, let me see...

Where did I put that shampoo.

[Mooch] Pink food coloring.

Heh heh heh heh.

Aha. Here we are.

We'll have you back
in the pink in no time.

[Nanny] Now, Lucky, Lucky, Lucky!

Calm down, calm down.
I know you hate baths,

but this is for your own good.

Oh, this shampoo is so pink.

Ha ha ha.

What? Oh, dear.

[Nanny] Now you're pink, too.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Lucky,

but I'm sure it'll wear off
in a few days.

A few days?

I need to look good tonight.

I can't let anyone see me like this.

Ouch.

Whoa!

Ouch!

Aah! Watch it!

I'm sorry, Mooch.
You got a lot of split ends.

[Mooch] I'll look great when I take
Lucky's place at the dance tonight.

Oh, that dirty dog.

Hey, watch where you're going,
you clumsy box.

Sorry, Rolly.

Odd. That box sounds like Lucky.

Lucky, is that you?

Uh, there's something
funny about your aura.

[Lucky] My aura's fine,
it's my hair that's messed up.

And it won't come off.

There goes my date with Two-Tone.

Don't be silly. She likes you
for who you are, not how you look.

But I look like a big
wad of bubble gum.

[scoffs] Then why'd you
dye yourself pink?

You should have picked another color.

Hey, you're on
to something, Rolly.

I got the white.

I got the black.

This is gonna work great.

Two-Tone will never
know the difference.

Hi ya, Two-Tone,
your dance partner is here.

Uh-uh. My dance partner is Lucky.

Lucky sent me 'cause
he's not feeling well.

Heh. His color's all wrong.

-His color looks fine to me.
-Huh?

Beat it, Mooch.

She's dancing with me, not you.

Wha...how did you...

Come on, Two-Tone,
there's a rumba with our name on it.

[growling]

[Mooch] Aha!

[gasp]

Lucky, you're pink.

I told you he was weird.

I'd be embarrassed
to be seen with him.

Don't hide, Lucky.

I like your new look.

[Lucky] No, you don't.
Mooch is right.

You don't want to be seen with me.

Yes, I do. You're still Lucky.

I think you're cool in any color.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Cheer up, Mooch.

You look so blue.

[growling]

[theme song playing]