06x23 - Pop Pop the Question/Lynn and Order

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ Crashing through the crowded halls ♪

♪ Dodging girls like Ping-Pong ba*ls ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ That's 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.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Okay, Lola, do you have a scratching post

to trade for a bag of litter and some catnip?

- [chuckles] Oh, sweetie.

You have to do better than that.

I'm not trading for anything less

than a diamond-encrusted cat collar.

- Lola, take it easy on Myrtle.

It's her first family game night.

- Oh, I don't mind.

I'm just so happy to be included.

- [chuckles mischievously]

- [chuckles]

I tell you, all this dice rolling tonight

has got me parched.

Myrtle dove, would you mind getting me

another glass of water?

- I can do it, Pop Pop.

- Thanks, kiddo.

But Myrtle just has a way with water.

- Why, I'd be happy to get it

for my cutesy-wootsy "Albertross."

- Oh, if you could get it from the bathroom.

Just tastes better for some reason.

- Ah, I've been saying that for years.

- He does not mean toilet water, thank you very much.

- I was trying to get your gran-gran out of the room.

I've got big news.

[takes deep breath]

I'm going to ask Myrtle to marry me!

[all gasp]

[all cheering] - Congratu--

- Shh!

- Tomorrow at Sunset Canyon, I got it all planned out.

During dinner, I'm gonna hide a ring in a meatball.

Myrtle loves food in ball form and surprises,

so it'll be swell.

Ooh! Here she comes.

Act natural.

[whistles] [cricket chirping]

- [laughs] You got me.

I took the catnip.

- Bye, Pop Pop! Bye, Myrtle!

Uh, a ring in a meatball?

Are you sure that man's related to us?

- Hey, what if we thought up a cool idea

for Pop Pop's proposal, like something

Myrtle would be into?

- Yeah, well, one problem, Stinkin'.

We don't know that much about her.

- This is totes what the internet was made for.

That and shopping for cute knit ponchos.

[gasps] O-M-gosh.

Guys, there are like million results

for the name Myrtle.

Ooh, did you know she's a type of shrub?

- Well, you've got to include her last name.

Myrtle-- [gasps]

Wait, what is Myrtle's last name?

- [clears throat]

This is totes what science was made for.

Now, all we need to do is insert this photo of Myrtle

into my imaging scanner.

And it will use facial recognition software

to pull up all known data about her.

[scanner beeping]

[all gasp] - Gasp!

- Paulette, Jeanine, Sherri-Ann?

They're all Myrtle, but with a whole bunch

of different names!

- Something is clearly amiss with our so-called "gran-gran."

- Well, I say we look into this dizzy dame

and find out what her game is.

- I concur, but we'll need to employ

a certain degree of stealth.

- Sounds like a job for secret agent David Steele!

Observe, his signature tuck and roll.

Ooh! Cliff, watch out!

[cat yowls] - [grunts]

I'm okay.

[tires squeal]

[electronic music]

- Oh, yeah! Go, Ty Ty!

Show 'em how you're gonna scratch that scratch

for your big DJ gig, boy-ee!

- Hey-hey, girls--whoa!

Oh, oh, what's going on?

- Funny story.

We were at home just now thinking, wow,

we are the worst at shuffleboard.

- I mean, total rookies.

I'm like, why the heck do I stink at this?

- Then we thought, hey, you know who could teach us?

- O-M-gosh, who?

- Pop Pop and Myrtle of course!

- Yeah, you're so good at shuffling,

you're halfway to Buffalo.

- [chuckles] We really are.

- Let's move.

Initiating David Steele tuck and roll.

[crash]

[cat yowls] - I'm okay.

[tense music]

Whoa.

Okay, let's see what we can find.

♪ ♪

- Ooh!

[coughs] Ugh, what is this?

Prune Paradise?

Blech!

- I'm starting to think that Lisa's scanner had a glitch.

- Meh, perhaps so.

Aside from the excessive doilies,

there's nothing out of the ordinary here.

[ratcheting, whirring]

- Whoa.

A secret room?

- Odd, a trunk full of disguises.

- [laughs]

- And passports, all with Myrtle's picture

but different names.

- Hey, get a load of this, people.

Wedding pictures of Myrtle

with a bunch of different husbands!

[all gasp]

- Ah, dang it.

We're just not getting the hang of it.

I guess we're gonna need a lot more help,

Pop Pop and Myrtle.

- Ha, well, the good news is

you're not hitting Bernie anymore.

- I'm all right. [grunts]

- Uh, as much.

- You know what might help?

Some talcum powder for their hands,

so they'll really get a grip.

I'll go get some from my room.

- No!

I mean, we don't want to use up all your primo talcum.

- Silly billies, I've got plenty of talcum and doilies.

I always stock up on both at the same time.

[phone chimes]

- [gasps] Leni says Myrtle's on her way!

- [laughing]

- [humming]

[birds chirping]

- Hmm.

Hmm, I must have left this open.

- Phew!

- This should enlighten us about Myrtle and her husbands.

[scanner beeping]

- [gasps] Yikes-a-rooney!

It says they've all disappeared!

- Gasp, just like the Red Tarantula.

That's a character in "Vampires of Melancholia."

She lures unsuspecting men into marrying her,

then does away with them for their money.

- [laughing]

- Myrtle is going to marry Pop Pop, then do away with him?

We have to get to Sunset Canyon and warn him!

- Don't worry, Pop Pop! We'll save you!

[engine revving]

- Oh, why isn't Pop Pop answering?

- [gasps] The Red Tarantula probably has him

trapped in her web of deceit!

- Um, guys, there's a van behind us following,

like, super-duper close.

- Um, maybe they just want to pass us.

[tires squealing]

[screaming]

- Dudes, what was that?

- Myrtle-- she wanted to silence us,

so we won't tell Pop Pop about her.

[all gasp] - We better move quick.

Come on, everyone.

Let's get Vanzilla out of this ditch.

Okay, let's split up and find Pop Pop.

- Oh, he just left with Myrtle.

She said she was taking him to Sleeping Bear Dunes

for the weekend, just the two of them.

All alone. - [gasps]

- Gasp, this is exactly what the Red Tarantula did.

She whisked all her boyfriends off for a quick wedding,

then, gulp, did the dreaded deed.

[all gasp]

- Then why the heck are we standing here?

We've got a Pop Pop to save!

[thunder rumbles]

[tires squeal]

- All right, let's split up and find him!

[ominous music]

Pop Pop!

- Oh, man.

He could be anywhere.

- Pop Pop.

- Pop Pop! - Pop Pop!

- [gasps] Eureka!

I found him!

[thunder crashes]

- Ahh! - Yikes!

- We've got to stop that no-good dame.

- You said it.

And the only way up is to climb.

Let's hit it.

♪ ♪

[all grunting]

- Look, our Red Tarantula is about to strike.

[all yelling]

[thunder crashes]

- No!

- Well, goodness me.

I didn't expect to see you little angels here.

- Yeah, I bet you didn't, you stinkin' Pop Pop pusher.

- [sighs]

- Yeah, we know all about you, Myrtle.

The hidden room at Sunset Canyon.

- The different identities.

- And all those husbands you made disappear!

- Just like our Pop Pop.

May he rest in--

- Hey, you coming down, Myrtle?

- Peace?

- Ha-hi, kids!

- Pop Pop, you're alive!

- Dude, what are you doing down there?

- Nighttime rock climbing-- it's our new favorite hobby!

- So you're not the Red Tarantula after all?

- We're just confused.

What's with all the passports and disguises?

- I suppose I ought to come clean.

There's something I haven't told you kids.

I'm a secret agent!

[all gasp] - Get out!

- Well, I was before I retired.

Those marriages weren't even real.

Those men were my fellow agents.

So the weddings were covers for our secret missions,

and none of them disappeared.

They're still working undercover,

so their information is very top secret.

- Wow, we're sorry, Myrtle.

We really got carried away.

- No need to apologize.

It just shows how much you care for your Pop Pop,

which is something we all have in common.

You see, the reason I brought him

here tonight was to propose!

all: Aww!

- I hid the ring in a meatball.

Albert loves food in ball form and surprises.

He's adorable.

Well, here goes nothing.

Whoo!

"Albertross," will you marry me?

- Oh, Myrtle dove, only if you marry me.

[all cheer]

- O-M-gosh, we could never have come up

with a proposal this sweet.

[upbeat music]

[laughter]

- So the secret is to hunch down like this

and engage your core.

[grunts]

- [inhales sharply] Oh, ah.

Yes, I actually did it!

I can't wait to show Clyde.

Thanks, Gran-Gran!

- Uh, Myrtle, we're just so--

[wailing]

- He said, we're so ding-dang happy

to have you as part of the family.

And I couldn't agree more.

- [clears throat]

There is one last query to address.

Why in the name of Ptolemy did you run us

off the road in your van?

- I don't know what you're talking about, hon.

I don't have a van.

- But if it wasn't Myrtle-- [horn honks]

- Wait, that's the same van.

[tires squeal]

[electronic music]

- Come back, boo!

I couldn't see where I was going!

- Scoots?

What the heck's going on?

- I'm the driver for Ty Ty's new mobile DJ biz,

but his disco lights keep making me run off the road.

[screams]

- Oh, now it makes sense.

[upbeat jazz music]

♪ ♪

- Preserving law and order has always been a tough job.

But luckily for the students and teachers

at Royal Woods Middle School,

one person has always had it under control.

I'm Lynn Loud, and this is my story.

[tires squeal]

♪ ♪

[sniffs] I smell rule breakers.

- Higher, higher.

- Well, what do we have here?

feet and / inches.

I've got bad news for you ladies.

This banner isn't regulation, needs to be . feet

off the ground, according to the rule book.

That's a clothing infraction.

One demerit for you.

Your fly is down, Zach.

[fly zipping]

[microwave beeps]

- Ahem, microwaving a salmon in the cafeteria?

Stink infraction.

You're scuffing the floor, Paula.

Scuff infraction.

- Lynn, this is Meryl.

Principal Ramirez wants to see you, sugar.

- Roger that.

[engine revving]

- Thanks for the rhinestone collar, Ramirez.

[tires squeal] - Rocket loves it.

You can take that tacky thing off in the car, Rocket.

- [yowls]

- Yeesh.

- You're up next, Lynn honey.

- Meryl.

What's up, Principal Ramirez?

- Come in, Loud.

I've got some exciting news.

You'll now be working with a partner.

I just hired him.

- What? Have you gone mad, Ramirez?

I work alone.

Heh. A partner, huh?

That sounds great.

- Come on in, dear.

Liam Hunnicutt reporting for hall monitor duty.

- Lynn, you are in charge of showing Liam the ropes.

- Oh, I already know some ropes.

But I don't know hall monitor ropes.

I always wanted to though.

Just seemed like a job where I could

really dig in and do my part.

Like my long-winded peepaw used to say--

- Shh, I think we get the point.

Just stick with me, kid.

I'll teach you everything I know, which is a lot.

[grunts] - Lynn!

I just got a tip about a kid cutting class

in the west hall.

- That's our cue, Hunnicutt.

Let's ride.

[engine revving]

[tires squealing]

- Whoa, aah!

♪ ♪

- Yup, she's skipping class, all right.

Why don't you take this one?

Just give this kid a demerit, then we'll go see if Chef Pat

has any cookies for us.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Hey, Lynn, this is Sophia, and she's new.

She ain't cutting class.

She's lost as a kitten in a corn maze,

so I drew her a map.

- Ugh! [horn honks]

- Wow, I was way off.

Thanks.

- Uh, what the heck was that?

- Oh, when the sheep are scared on the farm,

I find it's best to calm them down

instead of sending in a wolf.

- Okay, all right, can we put the farm shtick out to pasture

and get back to work?

[engine revving]

- [grunting]

- Ahem.

Trying to steal chips, huh?

This one's pretty basic.

He gets a demerit, and we drive away.

- I paid for these chips.

I was just trying to get them out, but now I'm stuck.

[grunting]

- He's not a thief. He just needs help.

I know how to get you out of there.

Farm-fresh butter.

This will have your arm slicker than a pig in a mud puddle.

Give it a tug.

- Do you always carry butter in your pockets?

- [grunting]

I'm free! Thanks, Liam!

- No problem.

I reckon you're still hungry

'cause you didn't get your chips.

Here, a fresh egg from Juanita.

- Thanks, Liam.

Bleh.

Oh, I assumed it was hard-boiled.

- Ugh!

You're soft, Hunnicutt, just like your egg.

- Hello?

Could someone let me out, please?

- Oh.

- Who put you in here?

- I don't know if I should say.

- When you're ready to talk, we'll let you go.

- He's just scared.

You know, nothing calms me down like a fresh glass of milk.

- Okay, just how many farm products

do you carry in your pockets?

- Here, Carol Anne just pumped some this morning.

- [sighs]

It was Chandler who locked me in here.

Thanks, Liam.

- You know, I could have got him to talk without the milk.

- Hey, you, that's a gum infraction!

- Oh, it's okay.

Liam gave me a "get out of a demerit free" coupon.

- This is a potato skin.

- [chomps]

- Fine. You, untied shoe infraction.

No bouncing basketballs in the hall.

No drinking smoothies outside of the cafeteria!

- [slurping]

- No bathroom breaks without a hall pass!

Liam, how many potato skin coupons did you give out?

- One to every kid in school.

I believe everyone deserves a second chance,

and this way they got one in their pocket.

- Ugh! You have to fire Liam.

He's handing out coupons and goat milk instead of demerits!

Can you believe that?

- [slurps]

Well, those demerits don't lead to anything.

It was just a way to recycle paper,

and you got so excited about the idea.

- Still, his loosey-goosey farm methods are undoing

my whole system of order.

I'm trying to enforce the school rules,

and he is trying to be everyone's best friend.

It's gonna lead to chaos.

- I don't know, maybe you should cut him some slack.

Liam is a smart kid.

And there's more than one way to lead.

You might learn something from him.

[phone rings]

Oh, yikes! I got to go help Meryl.

Apparently, her beehive hairdo got caught in the hand dryer

in the ladies' room.

- Well, if I'm stuck with Liam, at least I can make sure

he stays out of my way.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

[chuckles mischievously]

[grunts] - Lynn!

- [whistles] - I got your call.

What's the emergency?

Did a kid fall in Chef Pat's chili again?

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I need you to guard this hole in the fence

and make sure squirrels don't get in.

- Really? That's the job?

- Oh, yeah.

This is one of our most important duties.

But I know you're up to it.

You're so good with animals.

- Yeah, okay, I'm on it.

Hey, wait, get back here!

- There, that should keep him busy.

Time for lunch.

- [chews noisily]

- Nope, peanut butter is not good for bobcats

because tooth decay.

- [growls]

[grumbles] Hm?

♪ ♪

[growls]

- Blech!

Lots of leftover tuna salad today.

Must have spiced it wrong.

- [sniffs]

[growling]

- Chef Pat, run!

- [growling]

- Aah!

Aah!

- [growling]

[dramatic music]

[yelps]

[growling]

[snarling]

- [whimpering]

He's got us trapped!

- Don't eat me! I just got my braces off!

- It's me he wants! Look at his eyes.

- [growling]

[whistle blows]

- Back up now!

Or it's a demerit for you, you feline felon.

- [growls]

- Loud, you are the hall monitor.

Do something!

- [grunts]

[screaming, grunting]

[groans] - Lynn, what's going on?

I heard the commotion.

- Bolhofner's bobcat is about to eat Chef Pat for lunch!

- [growls]

- [sniffs] Oh, he wants the tuna apron.

Chef Pat, toss it over there.

♪ ♪

Come on, y'all, quick now!

- [panting] - [whimpering]

- Oh, you just needed your lunch.

- [growling]

- But he still don't like you, Lynn.

[country music]

- Rocket, I've been looking all over for you.

- Yeah, he caused quite a ruckus.

- That's what I get for teaching him

how to roll down the windows.

I am so sorry.

Let's get you home, huh?

- Liam, there's something I need to tell you.

I cut the hole in the fence

and sent you on a bogus squirrel hunt.

- Now, why would you do a thing like that?

- 'Cause I didn't like how you were doing things.

I thought your Mr. Nice Guy approach

was going to lead to disaster.

But now I can see I was wrong, and I'm sorry.

- sh**t. That's okay, Lynn.

You're just like a grumpy old stallion.

I knew you'd warm up to me after a while.

- Partners? - Partners.

[school bell rings]

- Preserving law and order has always been a tough job.

But luckily for the students and teachers

at Royal Woods Middle School,

two people have it under control.

- Lynn, Liam, we got a straggler

in the west hallway.

- Roger that.

Late again, Stinkin'?

That's an infraction.

- Lynn, what did we learn?

- I mean, is there a reason you're late today?

- Well, I didn't have breakfast this morning.

So I guess I'm dragging a little.

- What?

You should never skip breakfast.

It's the most important meal of the day.

I had two this morning.

- Yeah, the second one was mine.

- Oh, oh, yeah, my bad.

Yeah, you know what, let's forget about this demerit

and get you some food instead.

- Wow. Thanks, guys.

- Let's roll, partner.

- Bleh!

I assumed it was hard-boiled.

- ♪ 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 ♪