- [crows]
- ♪ Pony on the sixth floor, Pony in the bathroom ♪
♪ Pony in the kitchen, Pony on the school bus ♪
♪ Pony, Pony, Pony
♪ He's a funny-looking pony, never going slowly ♪
♪ When you got a pony, you never feel lonely ♪
♪ Pony, Pony, Pony
- Pony!
- ♪ It's Pony! Pony! Pony! Pony! ♪
♪ It's Pony! Pony! Pony! Pony!
♪ It's Pony! Pony! Pony! Pony! ♪
♪ It's Pony! ♪
- ANNIE: Pony.
- ♪
- ANNIE: We got Old Barry.
Let's load 'em up.
- Thanks, you guys.
- Melons are looking good this year.
- I wish they were a little bigger.
- If you need some high-grade manure,
you know you only have to ask.
- Last time, I didn't even have to ask.
- [metal creaking] - Oh!
- Hmm. This old wheelbarrow is utterly useless.
- Dad!
Old Barry is like part of the family.
- There's no place on a farm for things that are useless.
- Looks like we're carrying them.
- We'll help. - Thanks.
[chuckles] They're pretty heavy.
One for you, one for you, and...
I got the rest.
- Dad.
- Okay. Pony, you can carry one,
but you have to take extremely good care of it, okay?
- Okay.
- Whatever else you do today,
you have to keep this melon safe.
Ready? - Ready.
- [splat] - Set, go--oh.
- [growls] You clumsy-- - It's no use crying over
smashed melons. Come on, let's take
the rest of them down to the truck, shall we?
- Well, Pony can take something, can't he, Dad?
- Oh, can he? Fine.
How about this, Pony?
This single pea. That's how much I trust you.
- [gasps] He trusts me! I won't let you down, Dad!
- DAD: Yes, you will.
- You coming? - Don't rush me.
I've got a very important duty.
- Well, I'm about to drop this, so I'll see you at the market.
- I'm not gonna let this baby out of my--
Oh. Out of my sight. Okay, here we go.
- ♪
- [elevator dings]
- [honk] - [elevator dings]
- ♪
- [barking]
- ♪
- [cars crashing] - [car alarms blasting]
- Dad, you didn't have to be so mean to Pony.
He's just trying to be useful.
- Pony's the opposite of useful. He's useless.
- George, don't say that.
- Besides, it's not true.
- Well, I did give him a pea half an hour ago,
and he's still not here.
- [crash] - [car alarms blasting]
- [sirens blaring]
- Pony. Pony. Pony!
- [splattering]
- ♪
- What's next?
- [growling]
- Dad's louder than usual today.
- Yeah, so listen.
Dad thinks you're useless.
- What?! But the pea! That wasn't useless.
- Right, so obviously you're not.
- Okay, mean Dad. - Doesn't really matter
what Dad thinks of you.
I mean, it's not like he's going to-- [gasps]
Dad threw Old Barry out!
- Well, he was useless, and like Dad said,
there's no place on a farm for things that are useless.
- And now he's in the trash. Don't you see, Pony?!
Dad gets rid of stuff he thinks is useless.
He thinks you're useless.
- But I'm not! - I know that.
- But Dad doesn't. - You've gotta turn on
that Pony charm and show him how useful you can be.
- Pony charm.
- ♪
- [yelps]
- DAD: Pony!
- ♪
- [grunts]
[growls] Pony!
- ♪
- [growls]
Pony!
Pony!
Pony!
Pony!
Mmm. Oh, honey, you made the bed nice and warm.
- PONY: The secret is to close all the gaps.
- DAD: Pony!
- Okay, maybe we should turn off the charm.
- DAD: And stay out!
- He called me honey, that's a start.
- Yeah, he called you some other things, too.
- I'm going to the dumpster for sure.
- What?! Don't give up. I won't let Dad get rid of you.
You're good at lots of things. - Like what?
- You're the perfect height to reach the cereal
on the high cabinet.
- You're right, I am.
- And you're great at, um... sitting!
Look! You're great at sitting on the end of my bed
and keeping my feet warm.
- Yeah, fair enough, I am pretty great at that.
It's my years of pract-- [yelps]
- Maybe we need a new approach.
Alright, here's what we're gonna do-- [yawns]
- Yawn? - No, I was up all night
working out the plan.
- Oh, I thought that seemed too easy.
- We're gonna show Dad how useful you really are.
- That's a great idea!
Wait, isn't that what we were just doing?
- Yes--well, I mean, no.
We've been going about it all wrong.
The problem is we've been waiting for the right moment
to happen instead of creating it.
- Creating it? - We need to set up
a situation where you can be useful.
They're at the farm stand, how can we--
- The farm stand! I've got it!
We'll find an old piano, take it to the top of the hill,
then roll it down, straight at the stand.
And then, at the last moment, I jump out and stop it!
Then Dad will think I'm a hero.
- So, shouldn't you be down there?
- Oh, yeah.
- DAD: Huh? [screams]
Hmm.
- Okay, that didn't work.
We need something less destructive.
- Something we don't have to clear up afterwards.
- Stop! Look. Dad's truck. He loves his truck.
- Yes! That's it!
We'll find an old piano--
- No. No more pianos.
You can do something useful to his truck.
Like--like clean it, or--or wax it.
- I can change a flat tire. - Oh, that's perfect.
I didn't know you could change a flat tire.
- There's a lot you don't know about me, Annie.
- Really? Like what?
- Well, for example,
did you know that I can change a flat tire?
- Yes, you just said that.
- Oh, then we're up to date.
- ANNIE: Okay, Operation Flat Tire.
First, we need to let the air out of one of the tires.
- I'm on it.
- ♪
♪
- [deflating]
- Great job, Pony, now we hide and wait.
When Dad gets here, you do the tire thing
and bingo! You'll never end up like Old Barry.
Stay here, I'll wait in the truck,
just in case things go... really well.
[grunts]
- ♪
- [snoring]
- MOM: You can't just replace Old Barry.
- Ha. That's where you're wrong.
The rating on the Bioload is pinpoint perfect.
Argh. - What's wrong?
- [sighs] I think it's a flat.
It is.
- It's always something with this old truck.
You ever get that parking brake fixed?
- There's nothing wrong with the parking brake,
it's just...temperamental.
- Hi, there!
Can I be useful in any way?
- Oh. Hi, Pony. No, we've got a flat ti--
- PONY: Shh.
Allow me.
- ♪
- DAD: Oh. - Wow, that was amazing, Pony!
You deserve a treat, and I know just the place.
- That was...what's the word? Er...useful?
No, that can't be it. Useful? Pony?
Nah, that's all wrong.
- [bell dings] - [door closing]
- What do you want, Pony?
Anything you like.
- Oh, sugar cubes, that'll do me.
- No, Pony, we are very impressed.
We had no idea you could do something like that.
- Well, to be honest,
the hardest part was deflating the tires.
- What? - Well, the nozzle was really...
- [growls] Pony!
- Huh?
[screams]
- Annie! She's in trouble!
- [bell dings] - [door closing]
- Where did the truck go?
- I told you to fix that parking brake!
- ♪
- [gasps] Pony! - Jump onto my back!
- No way, that's crazy! - You'll be fine!
I'll keep real steady-- - [thud]
- [grunting] - [gasps]
- PONY: It's all under control, Annie!
- ANNIE: [screaming]
[screaming continues]
- PONY: [grunts]
Now's your chance. Jump off.
- It looks freezing!
- [teeth chattering] It's lovely.
- You big liar.
- You have to jump!
- Okay! Okay.
One, two...
- [thud] - ANNIE: [screaming]
[gasps]
- Closer, closer. [grunts]
- Annie! - Pony!
- I've got a plan.
- Is that the plan? - Hold on tight!
- ♪
- Pony, you did it!
- Didn't even need a piano.
- Oh.
- [tires screeching]
- [gasps] Annie! Oh, you're safe.
- Thank you, Pony, that was amazing.
You saved Annie.
- Does that mean you won't make me live in the dumpster
with Old Barry? - What?
- We were afraid you'd wanna get rid of Pony
'cause he wasn't useful.
- We would never do that. Pony's part of the family.
- Besides, you might not be that good at looking after melons,
but you're pretty good at looking after my girl.
So that's one thing.
- And he can change a tire, so that's two things.
- [tire bounces]
- [truck crashes]
[crashing sounds continue]
- [alarms blasting]
- Okay, just the one thing.
- Stay in the hug, George, just stay in the hug.
- ♪
- ANNIE: Good morning.
- This is new.
- The Blue Llamas asked me to play for them.
- You made the team! - Um, sort of.
Freddie's at his aunt's so I'm stepping in.
- Ah, good for you, Annie. Ha.
- I used to play a bit when I was young.
They called me...The Foot.
- The Foot? - Eh.
All the good nicknames were taken.
- Want us to come and cheer you on?
- Oh, that's okay, I have someone.
- Annie, Annie, Annie! Annie, Annie, Annie!
Annie, Annie, Annie! Kick it, kick it, kick it!
Kick it, kick it, kick it, kick it!
How's that?
- Maybe a bit much.
Why don't you take some oranges? For halftime.
- Great idea, I will pick only the best
to maximize performance.
- We'll need all the help we can get.
And this is a big match.
If the Llamas lose this one, they have to play
in the little kids league next season.
- Luckily they've got The Foot's daughter
playing for them. - And a pony on the sidelines
offering words of encouragement.
- DOG: [barking] - [gasps]
You sneaky, foul-mouthed hairball!
- Not that encouraging.
- Hopefully he'll use different words.
- Well, good luck, Annie.
- Why are we going so early?
I thought the game started at noon.
- There's practice before the game,
and I wanna practice a little before practice.
- I need to practice too. My cheers!
Annie, Annie, Annie! She's better than your granny!
- DOG: [barking] - PONY: Ah!
Annie's halftime snack.
I see you, Dog. - [growls]
- Pony, come on, stop messing around.
- DOG: [panting] [spits]
- Ugh, dog slime. Why, you--
two can play this game.
[blows] - [barks, grunts]
- Pre-practice practice, Pony! [grunts]
I've been working on my skills.
Count how many times I can bounce the ball
on my head.
- PONY: One.
New record.
Annie, Annie, Annie! Headers are her jammie!
- ANNIE: Come on, Pony.
- ♪
- [growls]
- Well, well, well, well.
Here we are, Dog.
Let's do this. Once and for all.
- MRS. OCABA: Let's go now, no time to say hello.
- [growls, barks]
- Ooh, you're brave. Like to fight, do you?
Well, look out, 'cause I like to stomp,
and the stompers are out.
Stomp, stimp, stimp, stomp!
- Ugh, Pony, enough. - Stomp, stomp, stomp!
- Stop it, Pony. - Who wants Dog pancakes?!
- [stomps]
- ANNIE: Ow! - [bird wings flapping]
- Um, where's Annie?
We'll never b*at these guys if we're down a player.
- She said she'd be here.
- They look really good.
- ♪
- [applause]
- We can't lose this game.
Or that's gonna be us.
- Hmm, those kids look really good.
- [phone ringing]
- I'll be there as soon as I can, Clara,
there's been an...incident.
- I'm so sorry. - I know, Pony,
you said it at least ten times.
But hopefully I'll still make it in time for the game.
Don't start without me.
- I'm so sorry. - Stop apologizing, it's fine.
- I got carried away.
- I only hope I can still play in the game.
- I stomped on her foot.
It was a big stomp. All my weight.
But it was totally an accident, I love Annie.
- Okay? - I do! I would never hurt her.
She really screamed, it was a big stomp,
it was like--wham!
- WOMAN: [screams] [grunts]
- Yes! That's exactly what she did.
- Annie Bramley?
- Stay here, Pony.
- I should come, it was my fault.
- It was an accident, it wasn't your fault,
it wasn't my fault, it just happened.
- It wasn't Annie's fault, it wasn't my fault...
[gasps] It must have been Dog's fault!
Ooh, that Dog!
- [muffled screaming]
- Come on, Annie. Where is she?
- We'll have to start without her.
- We're down a player, we're gonna get destroyed.
- Don't worry, I have an idea.
- Wait, tying your shoelaces is your idea?
- I'm stalling. You got anything better?
- ♪
- [humming]
- Poor Annie.
It's all Dog's fault.
That mangy dog.
- ♪
- [expl*si*n]
- [laughing]
- [chuckles] He got that bully good.
[gasps] [mean laugh]
- It's just a bad bruise, you'll be okay.
- For the match today? - [laughs] Of course not.
In a few days, maybe a week.
- But she's got her first game ever today.
- Not anymore, she doesn't.
- But it's super important.
The team is counting on me.
- Isn't there someone who can take your place?
- No. Wait, there is someone.
Someone with a really strong foot,
someone with a kick as strong as his smell.
Pony.
Where did he go? - He left.
- What? - He said something like,
"I'll get even with that dog," and ran out.
- [groans] Pony. Come on, Mom.
We'll have to go get him.
- The match is about to start, we'll have to be quick.
- That's enough, your laces are all tied.
I'm starting the game. - Hang on!
One bunny ear goes over and through the hole...
- [whistle blowing]
- ♪
- It's happening, it's happening,
the game started!
- Okay, everybody, listen up, until Annie gets here,
let's focus on defense.
Way to go, Clara. Good D!
- [whimpers]
- I just have to find Pony, keep her running.
- Huh? - The truck, Mom,
keep the truck running. - The truck is a her?
Ooh, does she have a name?
- I don't know. Yeah, sure, why not?
- MOM: Okay, find Pony.
I'll think of a name for the truck.
- Pony, we've got a game to win, what are you doing?
- I'm getting even. You said it yourself,
it's all Dog's fault.
- What? I didn't say that. Dog didn't do anything.
- He started it! He barked at me.
- Dogs bark, it doesn't hurt anyone.
- It hurt you! - No, you hurt me!
- [gasps]
- But it doesn't matter.
These things happen when you have a pony.
For every stomped foot there are a thousand things you do
to make up for it. - Really?
- ANNIE: I'd rather have a couple of bruised toes
that go on adventures with you than ten healthy toes
that don't go anywhere.
Now, come on, the match is starting
and there's only one player that can take my place.
- Right. Wait, who?
Oh, I know. Is it Dog? - No.
- Clara? - She's already playing.
It's you, Pony!
- I'm pretty sure I'm terrible at this game.
- Oh, it doesn't matter, you'll make a difference,
you always do, come on.
- Isabella is ready to go.
- ♪
- Ah? [pants]
Where's Annie?!
- We need another player, should we ask Jerry to play?
- I am playing. - Since when?
- The whole time. I'm wearing the uniform.
- You're wearing your school shoes.
- They're comfy. - Ugh, where is she?
- This is so exciting!
It's like a high-speed chase in an action movie!
- This is where you should put your energy,
to save the day, not to get revenge.
- You're right, Annie, you're always right.
- Oh, I don't know about always.
- And I'll definitely take down all the traps I set.
- Yeah, you should take down all the--traps?! What traps?!
- The ones I set for Dog.
They're all ready for when he takes his afternoon walk.
- Oh. Pony, no. Turn around, Mom, we have to--
- It's okay, that was the old me,
obsessed with revenge, new me is gonna win the game.
- Oh, the game. But the traps.
Ugh, what do we do?!
- [panting]
[grunting and panting]
No!
- [grunts] - [referee whistle blowing]
- You guys going to help?
- You're doing really well! - You almost got it that time.
- [sighs] If only Annie were here.
- [brakes screeching]
- ANNIE: [panting]
Where are the traps?
Oh.
- [grunts] [sniffs]
- [gasps] We need to spring those traps
before it's too late, hurry.
- Can't we at least wait 'til he gets to the first one?
- ANNIE: No!
- Ha!
- [expl*si*n]
- [grunts] [sniffs]
- [crashing]
- [gasps] [laughs] We did it!
- MRS. OCABA: Where are you going so excited, mister?!
- [sniffing, growling] - ANNIE: [gasps]
- [ball deflating]
- Who did that? - The Foot's still got it.
- ANNIE: Thanks, Mom. - Now let's go win that game.
- [whistle blowing]
- There's only ten seconds left. - [horn honking]
- It's okay, everybody, Pony is here.
- I'm here! - Pass him the ball, quick!
- I'll score the winning goal!
- It's to nothing.
- Oh. - Thanks for trying,
but it's all over; it looks like we're gonna have to play
with the little kids next season.
- We don't need a pony.
We need a miracle.
- [crashing]
- Um, okay, anybody else got a ball?
Or a large broom?
Well, then this game is canceled.
- [whistle blowing]
- We'll replay the match next week.
- Yeah! - My foot'll be better by then.
- And Fred'll be back by then.
- Oh. - PONY: You won't get to play?
It's not fair! - [stomps]
- Ow! Ow!
- Looks like you're back in, Annie.
- ♪
♪
♪♪
- [Nickelodeon theme]
01x08 - Useful/Stompy!
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Follows the life of Annie & her pony as she does her best to cope with the struggles of being a 9-year-old in the city.
Follows the life of Annie & her pony as she does her best to cope with the struggles of being a 9-year-old in the city.