01x27 - Trailer Trouble/Mansion Madness

[bunniefuu]

[theme song plays]

♪ One, two
One, two, three ♪

[vocalizing]

All right, Nancy,
everything's ready.

Tonight is your night
with the kids.

Mom Night.
I'm a mom.

You can do this.
A nice, normal night

as a normal mom.

-[car horn honks]
-Coming!

Don't mess this up.

-Hey, Bill.
-Hey, Nancy.

-Mom! Whoop!
-Hey, Mama!

Hey, two favorite people,
Ticket and Crilly.

That's not our names.

You did that
on purpose.

-You guys ready for Mom Night?
-[both] Yeah!

Thanks again, Bill.
Any big plans for
your night off?

Yep. I'm gonna eat
an entire hamburger.

By myself.

Well, bye, bye!

Good for him.

Can we open
our eyes yet?

Not yet, not yet.

-Now?
-Almost ready.

Ah! Hurry, Mom.
I can't hold out much longer!

-Okay. Open 'em!
-[both gasp]

Welcome to Mom Night!

We've got the snackiest
of snack foods,

a giant stack of DVDs,

and a huge pile
of lumpy pillows.

You personalized
our sleeping bags!

These pizza rolls
are really hot.

So, what do you think?

-Gr-reat, Mom.
-Truly spectacular.

Glad to hear it.
Now let's get Mom night started.

[rumbling, crashing]
-[all exclaiming]

Oh, no! The worm people
revolution has begun!

Quick,
hide the pizza rolls!

[chuckles]
Calm down, bud.

It's probably just...
[gasps] Oh, no.

-Whoa! Who are these guys?
-My old biker g*ng.

The Stingers.

Nancy Green!

It's been a long time.

Not long enough.
Looks like everyone's here.

Skids, Leadfoot,

-Lord Chrome...
-[roars]

and Dan.

Oh, hey, Nancy.
How's it going?

Shut up, Dan!
Nancy Green, we got beef!

-What do you want, Skids?
-We heard you were out of jail.

Planted roots in Big City.

-So, we're here
to settle the score.
-[knuckles crack]

I'm done with all that.
Now, why don't you get lost?

You're intruding
on a night with my kids.

Sure, we'll leave.
But we're taking that
with us.

-Huh?
-Sorry, Nancy!

-What? No!
-[both grunt]

-Hey!
-Let go of our mom!

-[both gasp]
-[sinister chuckle]

No, no!
Dang it, Dan!

Get back here!

[panting]

Sorry, Nancy.
You know the rules.

You mess with the Stingers,
you get stung!

[sinister laughter]

No! Mom's home!

-Fate has abandoned us.
-Crab-nabbit.

Tonight was supposed
to be perfect.

-I'm not giving up
on Mom Night that easily.
-[motorcycle engine roars]

Time to get
that trailer back.

[tires squeal]

Right. My kids.

Guess we got to
come with you, huh?

I don't know.

Or we'll stay outside,

-in the rain and cold.
-Ah-choo.

All right,
enough of that.
Hop in.

-Whoo-hoo!
-All right!

Now, let's go get
our Mom Night back.

[both cheer]

So spill it, Mama.

How'd you acquire
such a nasty slice of beef?

[sighs]
It was a long time ago.

I was one of the Stingers'
best racers.

-[all cheering]
-Great, Nancy!

We were Big City's most feared
and respected biker g*ng.

But eventually,
I decided to give it all up

so that I could settle down

and start a little g*ng
of my own.

Unfortunately,
the Stingers took that

-as an act of betrayal
and vowed revenge.
-[growls]

My past has come back
to haunt me.

Ah, the old Splish Factory.

I knew they'd be here.

Hmm. Got to do this fast.

I can't waste
another second of Mom Night.

-Don't worry, Mom. We'll help.
-Yeah!

All right,
here's what we're gonna do.

-[both grunting]
-[clattering]

Hey, Dan, find anything
valuable in there?

Ah, just a couple
of precious family photos.

Also these pizza rolls.

Ooh, still hot too!
[groans]

-Huh?
-Dan?

-A bottle cap?
-[Cricket] Drink up, suckers!

[maniacal laughter]

[all exclaiming]

Mom, coast is clear!

Greens forever!

I'm king of the road!

-[engine sputtering]
-Uh, second gear, Sweetie.

-Am I doing good, Mama?
-Real good, hon.

-But keep your eyes open.
-Yes, ma'am.

No! They're getting away!
[growls]

Uh-oh. Gotta go!

Cricket, we're ready!

All right!
[grunts, shouts]

Let's get outta here!

-Whoo-hoo! Ooh!
-Whoa!

Did you really think
I'd let you get away?

Huh? Kids! Whoa!

[both grunting]

Keep your grimy hands
off of them!

Hey, Nancy,
I still have your Crock pot.

-If you want it back,
just let me know.
-Shut it, Dan!

-I said, leave them alone!
-[door opens]

Nancy, Nancy, Nancy.
Don't you get it?

This trailer is the price
you pay for leaving us.

It's mine now.
Mine!

And... I can do
whatever I want to it.

I could smash it apart
if I wanted to.

In fact, I think I will!

-Skids, wait!
-[shouts]

-No!
-Stop!

You betrayed us.
You betrayed me!

Double or nothing!

I'm listening.

A race.
Double or nothing.

If I win, my debt is forgiven
and I get my trailer back.

If you win, you get to
keep the trailer and my--

Look, Nancy,
I don't want your kids.

What? No. My bike.
I meant my bike.

-Well?
-[Cricket] Mom, no!

You can't get
rid of your bike!
It's one of a kind!

I've felt its power!
It must remain
in the bloodline!

Ol' Red, huh?

Can't pass up
a prize that good.

Nancy Green,
you got yourself a deal.

All right, Nancy,
don't mess this up.

You've got to get
Mom Night back on track.

For the kids.

Best say goodbye
to that bike,

-'cause this is
the last time you'll see it.
-[Cricket] Oh, yeah?

Well, the last thing
you'll see is...

my butt...
when we pass you...

on the way to
the finish... place.

We need to work on
your trash talk, kiddo.

All right, listen up!
The rules are simple,
because there aren't any.

Nothing's out of bounds
and nothing's off limits.

First one to pass through
the Frog's Mouth wins!

-Three!
-[engines rev]

-Two!
-[sinister chuckle]

-[tires squeal]
-What... Hey!

Aw, I didn't get
to say "one."

[grunts, growls]

That sidecar's
slowing you down.

This'll be easier
than I thought!

Mama, she's fast!

True.
But I'm faster.

-Great work, Mom!
-Uh-oh!

-Hmm.
-[all whooping]

[growls]

Whoa!

Hold on, kids!

Time for you to go home.

Oh, that's right--

-I have your home!
-[all exclaiming]

[sinister laughter]

[grunts]
That was a dirty trick.
You okay, Tilly?

Yes. Good thing
I was wearing a helmet.

Mm-hmm.
How about you, Mom?

Oh, no! She's dead!

We just got her back,
only to lose her again!

Calm down.
I ain't dead.

I just can't believe
I let Skids get
the best of me.

That never used to happen.

Can't race,
can't cut it as a mom...

who am I anymore?

Who are you? You're...

[grunting]
a little heavier
than I anticipated.

You're Nancy Green!

Look, I know you got a lot of
complex adult thoughts going on,

and those are valid,
but everything's on the line!

The trailer, your bike,
and our Mom Night!

So you can't quit now!
Right, Tilly?

Cricket,
these were in my head!

Well said, Tilly.
Listen, you got this.

Mom doesn't lose
on Mom Night.

Also, sorry for yelling
in your face.

[chuckles]
I think I can let it slide.

Now, what do you say
we finish this race?

-Yeah!
-That's the spirit, Mama!

But how are we gonna
catch up to Skids?

-[train horn sounds]
-Hmm.

We take the train.

[all whooping, exclaiming]

[exclaiming shakily]

-[engine revs]
-Oh! Are you kidding me?

-We closed the gap!
-[Cricket] And look!
It's the Frog's Mouth!

All we gotta do
is make it

to the other side of
the tunnel first, and we win!

Aah!
The sidecar's too big!

-We won't be able to pass!
-What are you gonna do?

What any mom would do
in this situation--

put her kids first!

-[both yelling]
-Huh?

[Tilly] Whoo-hoo!

-No!
-Winner!

-[cheering]
-That was so good, you guys!

[seethes] That doesn't--
I don't-- This is ridiculous!

Now, now, Skids.

A deal's a deal.
So are we square?

-[growls]
-Oh, come on, Skids.

I haven't seen racing
like that in a while.

They deserve it!

Ah, why not?

I'd expect nothing less
from Nancy Green. And her kids.

So consider the Stingers
off your back.

Bye, Nancy!
Your family
is awesome!

Y'all ready to get
Mom Night back on track?

-All right, let's...
-[all gasp]

Dragged around town,
lifted by a crane...

Of course this place
is a mess.

Oh, sorry kids.
Mom Night's a bust.

Are ya kidding me?
Tonight was a blast!

Yeah. What makes
Mom Night fun is
spending time with you.

Wha...?
You really mean it?

Come here, you two!
Glad you had fun.

Though next time
will probably just be
a quiet night in.

Whatever it is,
we'll be there.

Oh, look!
There's one pizza roll left.

Bah!
How are they still hot?

Great day at
the farmers' market,
everyone.

We sold out of just about
everything. Except for...

Please, oh please,
don't say lima beans.

Lima beans! Just enough left
for my lima bean stew.

-[all groan]
-[buzzing]

-I'll get it! It's for me!
-That's my phone!

Hello.
Cricket Green speaking.

How do you know
it's not for me?

Could be one of my friends!

Oh, hello, Remy.

[chuckles]
You set yourself up
for embarrassment there.

-So how's vacation, Remy?
So good!

I saw like, 10 fishes,

and I'm drinking
out of a coconut!

Vasquez, I'm ready
for sun block now.

Wow! Sounds fun!

Yeah, but here's the thing.

I forgot to feed
my pet snake, Snakey,

and since you know
your way around my house,

I was hoping
you could feed him.

[gasps]
Go over to your house
and feed your pet?

Dang. You sure must
trust me a lot

to give me such
a super-important task.

-Well, of course I trust you.
-I graciously accept!

-Whoa, Cricket!
-Got to make a pit stop, Dad!

Son, what are you...
Aah!

Cricket, when I'm behind
the wheel, Daddy's driving.

-Okay. Sorry.
-[all oohing and ahhing]

-[Bill] This is Remy's house?
-Holy moly.

I knew Remy was well off,

but I didn't realize
he was this--

Loaded?
Yes, yes, he sure is.

But I like to think
Remy is loaded

with something
better than gold--
my friendship.

You should be honored
to have a son

who is trusted
with so much.

Okay, I'll be right back.

If the outside
is this nice,
imagine the inside!

Do you want to go inside?

-Oh, no, no, no. That would be--
-Yes, of course.

Well, come on! Remy's mansion
is my mansion today.

I don't know, son.
Are you sure we should?

Family, don't worry.

Remy trusted me,
and I say you can come on in.

Welcome to...
Remy's house!

Pretty impressive, huh?

And to think we're all here
because of me.

Oh, looky here.
This is their robot butler.

Here ya go, boy.
Here's a snack.

Yeah, the technology
isn't really there yet,

-but it's still pretty cool.
-[all] Wow!

-This is the elevator.
-[electronic female voice]
First floor.

-Second floor.
-[all] Wow!

And check this thingy out.
What do y'all want
from Burger Clown?

-Did I hear three milkshakes?
-Order up!

-Bingo-bango.
-[all] Wow!

Well, enough
dilly-dallying.

I got a super important
job to do,

so make yourselves
at home.

Look around. Go explore.
Enjoy a bit of the high life.

Remy left me in charge,
and I say, have fun.

I'll be back in a bit!

-[chuckling]
-Whee!

[scoffs] This place
ain't that nice. Bah!

What do you need
all these doors for?
You got something to hide?

[sarcastically]
Oh, an indoor fountain.

I wouldn't be caught dead
without one of these.

Ooh, two
indoor fountains,

to save us from embarrassment
if the first were to break.

Th-Three fountains?

Either they really really,
really, like fountains, or...

I'm lost.

Wowee, this place
sure is neat!

Cricket did say
"make yourself at home."

So I think I will.
Eeee!

There!
What do you think, Beauford?

I know. It's a little fancy
for our children's PTA meeting.

Error, error.

Well, ex-cyu-se me!

Oh. A collection
of classic cars.

No! It can't be!

Four-ply balloon tires.
Mint condition h*nky horn.

I can't believe it.
an original Model B Kludge!

Still solid as a rock.

I guess it's true
what they say--
"Kludge don't budge."

It even has
the original
rope seatbelt.

[snickering]
Wait. What am I doing?

Playing around
in the Remingtons' antique car?
I... I....

-[Cricket's voice] Bill!
-Who said that?

Down here!

Remember what I said?

Make yourself at home!

Live a little
of the high life.

At home. Okay.

-Don't mind if I do.
-[aooga horn honks]

Hey Snakey!
I bet you missed me, huh?

-[angry hissing]
-Whoa-h*! You missed me.

You must be hungry.
How about some delicious

imitation mice?

Well, they can't be that--
Waah!

Oh, well. And now to do
the one thing I came here for.

Wait, is that
what I think it is?

[gasps]
Remy's diary.

Well, Remy trusts me
to feed his snake,

so I'm sure he trusts me
with this too.

Hmm. Let's see.
Boring, boring, boring.

"Dear diary, sometimes
I like to imagine myself

growing up with
big, big muscles."

Well it's good to have goals,
I guess. Whoa!

I'm just gonna pretend
I didn't see that.

Huh? Snakey! Hey!

One spin around the driveway
never hurt nobody.

She rides like a dream!

Yoo-hoo!
Yee-haw! Yeah!

Hey, lady!
Like my ride?

[chuckles]
That was fun.

I'll just ease the brakes...

No foot brake?
It must be a hand bra-a-ke.

No. No!

Oh! Where's the brake?
Where's the brake?!

Oh, no, no!
I can't stop this thing!

[screams]

-These eggs are no good.
-[knock at door]

-Hello?
-Hello. I live next door,

and I heard a man screaming
in your yard!

Yeah. What's the deal
with all the noise?

I was in the middle of
a very expensive spray tan!

Harumph, harumph!
What is all that noise?

Where are the Remingtons?
And who are you? Time is money!

Uh, I'm, uh...

Tilly!
Remember what I said?

Make yourself at home.

Live a little
of the high life.

The Remingtons... died.

[all gasp]

I mean, they moved
to Antarctica!

I am Honey Belle Sweet Tea.

I'm having a little
housewarming soiree,

as this is my home now.

So please do come in.

Aah, I'm lost!

How long have I been here?
Days? Weeks?

Everything looks the same!

Dang it, Alice, you only got
a finite amount of time left.

You will not spend it here!

I need something
to leave a trail with.

No.

No!

Yes!

If I see one more
horrible thing

in this freaky rich-person
house, I will...

Huh? [screams]

Snakey, where are you?
What the... Bah!

I told everyone
to make themselves at home,

Not to make themselves
a mess!

[grunting]

Wait. Something about this
feels familiar.

[screams]

-Snakey! What the heck?
-[people laughing]

Yes, yes. It's all
very rich and fancy.

Tilly?
What's going on here?

Who is this "Tilly"
you speak of?

My name is
Honey Belle Sweet Tea.

What? What are you
talking about?

My word!
Is that an unfortunate?

-What?
-Yes, yes.

Just rattle your jewelry,
and he'll run away.

[gasping, exclaiming]

Tilly, what the heck's
gotten into you? Snakey!

Get back here!

You were my one job!

-Get back here, you... [screams]
-Look out!

-[gasps]
-Son, I was playing

in the Remingtons' car,
and now I can't stop it!

Wait, I think
I found the brake.

Aah! That-- oh, geez--

wasn't-- oh, my--
the brake!

Aah!
What have I done?

I just had to go show off
and let my family in.

Of course the splendor
went to their heads.

-[phone rings]
-Huh?

Honey Belle Sweet Tea.
How rich are you?

No! Give me that!
Remington residence.
Everything's fine.

Hey, Cricket. Good news.
We're coming home.

-What?
-Dad got bit by a crab,
and now he hates the beach.

Vasquez, fly faster!
I'll not rest

until that beach is
but a distant memory!

So now you don't have to worry
about feeding Snakey anymore.

Well, you see, Remy,
that's kind of a problem,

because everything's
a disaster!

Tilly's gone crazy,
Dad's in a runaway car,

and Gramma--
Where is Gramma?

[sobbing]

Oh, Remy, it's a real mess.
You never should've trusted me.

Cricket, listen,
I trusted you to feed Snakey

not because you never
mess anything up,

but because I know
even when things go
really, really wrong,

you always find
a way to fix it.

-And I'm trusting you
to do that now.
-Oh, gee, Remy, I--

Also, if you don't, we'll be
in big trouble with my Dad,
Cricket!

-Big, big trouble!
-Aah! Okay, okay.

I'll stall them!
You can do this!

Yes, I can, Remy.
Yes, I can.

-[all laughing]
-I've got it!

My word, Honey Belle.
Toss the Vase is possibly

the most thrilling game
I've ever played!

Aw, I wanted to
see the big vase
go smash-smash.

Reveal yourself,
dark stranger!

It is I, Monty Montgomery,

billionaire extraordinaire!

Oh, Monty,

My second cousin,
twice removed!

Honey Belle,
I came to warn you
that these rapscallions

intend to steal
your fortune!

Steal my fortune?

Be gone! Out, I said!

-[all clamoring]
-Problem solved.

Sorry I lost control
there, brother.

It's good to
have you back, Tilly.

Now go clean up your dang mess!
The Remingtons are coming!

-Aah! Right away!
-Oh, got to find Dad!

[screaming]

Dad!

Son, I'm so sorry
I got carried away!

We all did. Now, how
do we stop this thing!

I don't know!
The controls aren't
anything like my Kludge!

[gasps]
Your Kludge.

What about my Kludge?

Son, I told you,
when I'm driving--

"Kludge don't budge."
That's the saying, right?

You're right!
You're darn right!

[both shouting]

It stopped!
We did it!

[sniffles]
Neither of 'em budged.

Okay, you put away the truck!
I gotta find Snakey!

-Snakey?
-Thanks, lady!

[grunts]

Snakey, where are ya,
buddy?

[gasps] Snakey!
Come on down here, bud!

-[angry hiss]
-Gaah! Oh, no.

And I haven't even fed Snakey.
[gasps] Hold that thought!

[grunts]

Dad, I think I left
my phone at the beach!

I am not facing
that crab again.
We'll buy you a new phone.

Oh, Dad, I'm growing up so fast!
Hold me like the old times!

-Remy, what are you doing?
-Hey, Snakey.

I know those biscuits
ain't too appetizing,

so how about a nice, big,

juicy mouse?

-[hisses]
-Yaah!

Huh?
Just kidding.

Biscuits for you.

Remy, now is not
the time to--

Oh, the Green family?
What are you doing here?

Uh, Remy asked us
to feed his snake
while you guys were away.

We were just taking him
for an afternoon slither.

Wow!
How responsible!

That's us-- the responsible,
trustworthy Green family.

-[yelling]
-Error. Error. Error.

All right,
let's go home.

♪ I got sweat in my eyes ♪

♪ I lost a bet and got bit
By a hundred flies ♪

♪ And I fell out
A big, old tree ♪

♪ Hit every branch
And scraped up both my knees ♪

♪ A got chased by a dog
Bit by a frog ♪

♪ Got a rash on my legs
Dropped a dozen eggs ♪

♪ I got splinters
At seven and 10 ♪

♪ And tomorrow
I'll do it all again ♪