02x03 - Trey Is for Horses

[bunniefuu]

♪ Whoa oh oh oh ♪

♪ So much to see ♪

♪ So much to do ♪

♪ Let's share a dream ♪

♪ Make it come true ♪

♪ Us girls got
the right combination ♪

♪ Make our way
to new destinations ♪

♪ Imagine all
the possibilities ♪

♪ Hey hey hey ♪

♪ You can be anything ♪

♪ Hey hey hey ♪

♪ Barbie's here,
gonna sing ♪

♪ Hey hey hey ♪

♪ Adventure, yeah that's
our thing ♪

♪ Whoa oh oh ♪

♪ It's the Dreamhouse
Adventures ♪

Stop, stop, stop!

Noooooo!
Slow down!

I bruise like a peach!

You know my neighbor Trey,
right?

I talk about him a lot.

Not because want to, but
because, how can I put it,

because he's so very,
very... Trey.

But recently I found out
why that is.

All thanks to a horse.

Hey! Cool ride, Trey!

You are what you drive.

Or in your case, pedal.

-I know, right.
-[bell dings]

...and when you finish polishing
my ankle boots,

start on my pumps!

So glad I hired
a shoe concierge!

Trey, stop playing
with the neighbor boy.

-We're late for the club.
-Him? As if!

I've been doing something
way more important.

What do you think of the shine?

Uh. Yes-nice-whatever.

As long as you move it
so we can get going.

You really should be focusing

on finding a partner for
the club tennis tournament.

You know we can't have
a repeat of last year.

Trey-a-licious!

Ugh! Hey!

Whoa!

Ugh! Heee!

Uh ahhh!

[sighs]

[Barbie]: Hi, guys!

Don't worry,
I've got it covered.

Roberts will be my partner.

Barbie?
Have you even...

Hey, Barbie!
Are you really Trey's ten...

Ulgh!

Oops. Sorry.
Did I get ya?

Can we go? Can we go?
Can we go?

Wow, someone's excited to help
me at the stables today!

Sure am.
Can we go?

Whoa!

Love, love, love it here!

Thanks so much
for letting me help!

No problem.

Good girl, Misty.

-Who's this?
-This is Duchess.

Misty's her best friend,
and it's a good thing, too.

In all the time
I've worked here,

I've never seen her owners
as much as show up,

-let alone ride her.
-Poor Duchess.

She must be so sad.

You know what?
It's my job to see

that all the animals here
are looked after,

and there's nothing better
for a horse than some exercise.

-What do you say?
-I'm in!

I've always had a thing
for animals.

-[purrs]
-Helping any kind of friend

is just so rewarding.

[meow]

Even when it's
a little unconventional.

With your help,
these poor puppies

can get the gift of reading.

Please make a donation to

to the Malibu Puppy Literacy
Foundation today.

Remember, whatever your breed,

it can learn to read.

And cut...

What do you think?

It was from the heart,
that's for sure.

As long as it gets
the donations rolling in.

I really need the support
of the entire community

if I'm going to start a puppy
reading school.

We all have our dreams,

even if some are more
out there than others.

I'll post it
and keep you posted.

[laughs]

♪

[whinnies]

The horses are loving this!

Last one to that boulder
is a rotten eggplant!

-Woo hoo!
-Come on Duchess.

Let's go! Hyah!

Yah yah!
Faster Duchess.

Whoa! Go, Stace!

Woo hooo!
We won, Duchess! We won!

[Barbie]: It was good to see
Duchess so happy.

She was having more fun
than she'd had

in a long, long time.

[Chelsea]: Dad, I'm gonna go
check my fundraiser.

[barking]

We're all the way up to...

Huh?!

-[sighs]
-How's it going, Chelsea?

-[squeak]
-Ah!

Terrible. The grand total
we've raised so far is...

two bucks.

You're one dollar welcome!

And I pledged the other one.

But, uh, you'll have
to wait to collect.

Just spent it on this scoop
of rocky road.

[slurp] Yum.

Thanks, but at this rate
by the time I reach my goal

the puppies won't
be puppies anymore.

I gotta come up with a faster
way to raise the money.

Well, maybe something
will come to you

as you clean up your room.

-[squeak]
-Whoa!

Oh!

-[gasps]
-[nervous laugh]

Ugh.

Here's a thought:
Garage sale!

Hi, Harriet. Everything running
smoothly in the front office?

Well, not really.

I'm afraid I've got
some bad news.

Oh, no. What?

It's about Duchess there. Her
owners are planning to sell her.

No! They can't!

I tried to talk 'em out of it
but they've made up their minds.

Unless something changes,

Duchess will be shipped off
to a petting zoo in Porterville.

[both gasp]

How could anyone sell Duchess?

She's so awesome.

Stacie, that's it.

-What's it?
-The answer.

You're right: she is awesome.

But her owners don't know that.

So, if we could show them

maybe they wouldn't sell her!

That's exactly
what I was thinking!

Whoo-hoo!
All she needs is a make-over!

That's...not exactly
what I was thinking.

But, whatever,
gotta start somewhere.

[whinnies]

♪

[Barbie and Stacie laugh]

Hey, Mom, want to donate
to my garage sale?

It's for puppy literacy.

Sure. Well, let me see
what I can spare.

How about this?

-No, wait! Not...
-[rumbling]

Whoa.

Yeah, I was trying to say
the popper is pooped.

Um... you got anything else?

Maybe something that doesn't
need to be repaired?

What about... this?

That's a peach fuzz shaver.
Sort of a specialty item.

I'm not sure you'd find
a lot of takers.

Are you kidding?
Who wouldn't love this?

-I hate fuzzy peaches.
-Then it's all yours.

Thanks, Mom!

[laughs]

Check it out, Barbie.
I taught Duchess some tricks.

These will definitely impress
her owners!

OK. Duchess? Sit.

Now chase your tail.

Now sit up and beg.

[whinnies]

-What do you think?
-Uh, nice.

Weird, but nice.

Uh, you know, just in case,
I've got a few tricks of my own.

Ommmmm.

Ommm.

Knock-knock!

Got any extra stuff
for my garage sale?

Chelsea, look around.

I've de-cluttered my room.

I'm freeing myself
from the material realm.

Huh?

[Skipper]: Ommmmm.

Hm...

-Really?
-[sighs]

Uh, records aren't clutter.
They're a way of life.

So, got anything that's not
records, like how about this...

your autographed picture
of Hello Creamy?

If you think someone
will want it.

Pretty dubious autograph,

being that Hello Creamy
isn't a real person.

That's what makes it
so special.

I'll take it.

OK. Whatever soothes your soul.

Now where was I again?

Aw. Oh oh oh oh ommm.

There it is. Ommm.

Okay, Duchess, hit it.

♪

Woo-hoo! Yeah, Duchess!

Go Duchess! Go Duchess!
[laughs]

♪

-Woooo!
-Nice!

Amazing! Her owners would be
crazy to sell her now!

Well, Harriet, do you think
Duchess' owners

will be impressed?

We're about to find out,
they just got here.

What?!

Duchess belongs
to the them!

Reardons!

-[horse snorts]
-Eek!

Animals!

Hey, Ken, I'm doing a fundraiser
for Puppy Literacy.

Want to donate anything
to my garage sale?

That is very cool, Chels.
I'm happy to help.

But I'm not sure I have anything
around here

that anyone would want.

How about...that!

A broken lawn gnome?

-Can I have it?
-[laughs]

Um, absolutely.
It's all yours!

You're the best!
Thanks to you,

one day a Shi-tzu
will be reading Shakespeare.

Mr. and Mrs. Reardon,
please don't sell Duchess.

She can do tons of cool things.
Let us show you.

We don't have time to stand
around some smelly old stables.

Horses are so five minutes ago.

Purse monkeys are all
the rage now.

Ugh! I had to park next to some
kind of work vehicle.

-[shudders]
-Please.

I think if you just took
Duchess out for a ride...

one ride,
it might change your mind.

Out of the question.
This outfit would wrinkle

at the mere thought
of riding a horse.

Ah! I think I feel one
coming on now!

Oh, no! Ahhh!

Ah! Poppy!

Lovey bunny!

I could take her for a ride.

Oh, please, Trey. You'd be
hopeless on a horse.

Much better to spend your time
practicing for the tennis
tournament.

-Isn't this your partner?
-(both): What?

You there, stable mistress,

how is that sale coming?

Your tennis partner?

It's not set in stone.

Anyway, you'd be lucky
to have me.

[Whittaker]: Trey! Tissues!

Mummy's hay fever
is off the charts.

What's all this hay doing
around here anyway?

[Poppy]: Ahhh!

Trey and I have had
our differences.

But at that moment I couldn't
help feeling sorry for him.

His parents didn't treat him
a whole lot better

than they did Duchess.

And it made me wonder,

what if I could help two friends
get the attention they deserved?

I started to formulate a plan.

Meanwhile,
Chelsea was still busy

working on a project of her own.

Hi, Dad. Would you like
to donate something

to my garage sale?

Yeah. Happy to.

I've just about finished
this ring-necked mallard.

[laughs]

Some of my best carving yet.

That's... nice.

But I need one
that's already finished.

What about these?

All of them?

It's for a good cause.

But each one represents
a documentary I've made.

Please?
I'd hate to break up the set.

Well...

if you really think someone
else will want them.

Just, uh...
just give me a minute.

Farewell, West Indian
Whistling Duck.

Your sweet song will be missed.

Sayonara, Eurasian Wigeon.

We'll always have Reno.

[sighs]

You really need to work
on letting go

after you finish your films.

Take them all. [sighs]

Good bye, duck-umentaries.

You honestly think
this will work?

You saw how Duchess came alive
when you rode her.

All we have to do is get Trey
on her back

and he's sure to fall in love,
the same way you did.

Okay, I'll go get her.

-Oh, no!
-Stace? What's wrong?

Misty! Duchess!
They're gone!

This is terrible!
They could get hurt!

And they won't last long
without food and water.

I don't think
they're going hungry.

Follow those apple cores.

We lost the trail.

There's no sign of them
anywhere.

-[rustling, snorting]
-Hang on a sec.

All right you two,
come on out.

-[both whinny]
-I know you don't believe it,

but you're better off
at the stables.

Don't worry. We have a plan
to keep you together.

But it's gonna take
some serious training

and, unfortunately,
I don't mean for you two.

Oh! Lovin' it!

Welcome to Handsome Town.

-[Barbie]: Hey, Trey!
-Ugh!

Ahhhh.

If you still need a partner
for the tennis tournament,

-I'm game.
-Great!

Wait, I know you.

There is always some kind
of heart-warming catch.

It's no big deal,

but we don't want your parents
to sell Duchess.

We just want you to ride her

so they can see what
an amazing horse she is.

Oh, is that all?

That's easy.

Really?
You know about horses?

Pfft. What's to know?

-Okay.
-[eating sounds]

Hmmm. Alright.

Uh, Trey?

The feedbag's for the horse.

Mmm-kay.

[knickers]

Duchess meet Trey.

Ulgh!!!

[both laugh]

Hey. Pay attention, Trey.

If we're gonna have any sh*t
at pulling this off,

we need to work on
your riding skills.

Why is this so important
to you, anyway?

She's just a horse.

Duchess is Misty's best friend.

I just think friends
should stay together.

[whinnies]

Awww...fine.

But I hope you're a better
tennis player

than you are a horse trainer.

I'm counting on you to win
that trophy for me.

Stop, stop, stop!

Noooooo! Slow down!

I bruise like a peach!

Ugh! I'm OK.

OK, try this!

Come on, Misty, let's go.

OK, your turn.

Whoa. Ah.

OK. Ah. Ah.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Dude!

Ahhhhhhhh!

Ooof!

Ugh! Ow.

Almost.

Now, for the
piece de resistance:

Just do what I do...

Misty, dance!

♪

Easy!

Duchess, bust a move!

[whinnies]

Ohhh!

Ooooof!

You know, I don't even like
tennis that much.

I think I'm done.

No, Trey.
You can't quit.

Please?
Don't do it for the trophy,

do it for her.

[sighs]

I can do this, right?

I mean, everyone has something
they're good at.

Even if some people
don't see it.

OK, Duchess.

Please?

♪

Ugh ah!

Whoa! I'm doing it!

Come on, girl, show me
what you got.

Go Duchess!
Go Duchess!

Woohoo!
Go Trey! Go Trey!

♪

-Yay! You did it!
-Woohoo!

[laughs]
I think she likes you.

-[sighs]
-Hey, Chelsea.
How's the sale going?

Not so great. I haven't sold
a single thing yet.

You guys were right.
This stuff is junk.

Whoa!
Is this a peach fuzz shaver?

I've wanted one forever!

I am so tired of shaggy fruit.

-Really?
-Whoa!

This I gotta have.
It's so...demented!

That's good, right?

Wait, an autographed picture
of Hello Creamy?

Do you know what these things
go for online?

-I have no idea.
-And this, I love it!

Just what I need for that hole
in the garden fence.

Wait, I know what you're doing.

-Thanks!
-How much?

-I'll take it.
-Do you do layaway?

-Hey, I was here first!
-[laughs]

What time did you tell them
to be here?

An hour ago.
But by Reardon standards,

that means they're probably...

-[car horn honks]
-...right on time.

Mommy! Daddy!
You came!

Now you can see me ride!

I thought you said this was
about selling that horse.

Well... it is.
Technically.

And why you can't sell her.

We most certainly can!

But we really need to show
you something.

-Just give us five minutes.
-You've got four.

Have you ever seen a horse
do this?

Check it out!

♪

-[cheering]
-Go! go!

Atta girl, Duchess!

I didn't know Trey danced.

Did we name the horse Trey?

Oh, yes, our son.

It's... not bad.

-Yes!
-[Barbie, Stacie cheering]

Well, what did ya think?

It had a certain trite charm.

But we still don't need a horse.

-Huh?
-What?

Duchess isn't just a horse!

You saw how talented she is.
And I like her.

And I like riding.
It's something I'm good at.

Huh! Whoa!

Ugh.

So I'm putting my foot down.

You may not sell
this amazing animal!

Never take no for an answer.

First rule of business.

Well done, son.

You can keep the horse.

Oh, wow!
That is great news!

It's no surprise you have
a natural talent for riding.

You are a Reardon, after all.

[car doors open, then close]

Natural?
You shoulda seen what he...

Second rule of business:
quit while you're ahead.

-[car engine starts]
-[Trey laughs]

See you on the courts.

-[groans]
-[laughs]

[Barbie]: By helping two
friends stay together,

Trey found the courage
to stand up to his parents.

By helping Trey,
I learned that...

-Mine!
-...he really is a terrible

-tennis player.
-Mine, mine, mine, mine!

No, yours. Whoa!

[glass shatters]

But I also learned

there's always hope to find
the good in someone.

No matter how hard you have
to look to find it.

PACE.

♪