03x09 - A Dog's Day in Court

[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 ♪

[dogs barking]

What is the meaning of this?!

It was a pretty fair question.

And I am all about fair,
so I had a good answer.

I was trying to save
my family

from being unfairly thrown out
of our home.

It all started the day Skipper
got a pimple.

[Skipper shrieking]

What? What is it?

Close the door!

Look, but don't look.

A pimple. That's all?

It's not a big deal, Skip.

We all get them.
It'll go away.

But when?

I'm DJing the neighborhood
block party in just a few days.

How can I spin my epic set list
in front of a zillion eyes

with a gigantic red monster
camped out on my face?

Hmm.

Well, did you try
a little cover-up?

Of course.
It's not working.

Ugh! See? It's hideous!

Ugh! I'm never going out
in public again.

I have to admit, I was
a little surprised

how hard Skipper
was taking this.

Sure, it's no fun getting
a breakout,

especially right before
something important...

and really public

in front of everyone
you know...

Yeah, come to think of it,

I might get a little
freaked out too!

But there was a way bigger
problem about to unfold,

even though it started
with the best intentions.

♪♪♪

You got it!

Ella will be mud free
and beautiful in no time.

-[cell phone rings]
-[Barbie]: Hello?

[barks]

[giggles]

See you at one.

And thanks for using Watkins'
Woofs, Walks and Washes.

That's our fifth dog!

Wow, you were right, Barbie.

This was a great way to expand
my pet-walking business.

It is going pretty good,
isn't it?

Hey! How's the pet washing
station holding up?

-See for yourself!
-[barks happily]

Hey!

Aw, come on!

Aw, Sammy!

[both giggle]

In ya go.

Okay!
Choose your accessory.

Excellent choice.

What have we set loose
on the world?

Pure awesomeness,
my dear.

Unbelievable.

Living next door to that family

and their four mutts
is bad enough.

But this?
It's an outrage!

It's like living next to a zoo.

[Trey sniffs]

Ugh.
It sure smells like one.

Wait. That's just Mom's
new perfume.

Balderdash.

It just takes some
getting used to.

[both coughing]

Quit digressing.
We're here for one reason:
catch the Roberts in the act.

In the act of what?

I don't know yet.

That's why we're
watching them.

Guys! Check it out!

Ella invented a self-service
option.

-[barks]
-That's adorable!

[giggles]

That's one way to do it.

[sniffs]

Huh. I wonder what they smell.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Gotcha!

No way.
Not this time, Sammy!

-[sniffs]
-[barking]

Wait!

Sammy!

[barking]

Oh! Whittaker!

Stop them!

Ugh, come on!

There's slobber on me! Oh!

I am so sorry about this.

This is the last straw.

Letting animals run amok
on other people's property

is a serious crime.

Uh, but this is our property.

You know, technically.

Eh. So it is.

Well played... Barbara!

Oh-oh.
It's Barbie.

Anyway, I am sorry
about the dogs.

We're really hoping to make a go
of this business.

With any luck, it'll just keep
getting bigger,

and bigger, and bigger!

So we'll for sure have to find
a better way of keeping

all the hundreds and thousands
of new animal clients

under control.

Who knows how big it could get?

We might even start taking on
farm animals and wild game!

Or open a zoo!

-[sniffs]
-Speaking of,

-are you smelling that?
-[growls]

Anyway, see you around.

[sniffs, then shudders]

Did you hear that?

They're going to open a zoo!

That's... not exactly
what she said.

I will not stand
for this uncivility!

We must find a way
to rid ourselves

of the Roberts' menace,
once and for all.

But how? How?!

Can you plot faster?

I think I got fleas
from those mutts.

Of course you did!

[sinisterly]
Of course you did.

[cackles]

Yeah.

I didn't like the sound
of that, either.

Things were about to get
pretty itchy.

[slurping]

A smoothie toast!

To Watkins' Woofs
and Walks!

To Watkins' Woofs and Walks
and Washes!

To coming up
with a shorter name!

-[glasses clink]
-[all giggle]

Hey.

Hey, Skip.
Digging the bandit look.

Can't talk.
Need to find key ingredients.

I think that pimple
has affected her brain.

[giggles]

Well, see you tomorrow.

Come here, puppies.
Time to go home.

-[barks]
-[all] Bye!

Cool idea to dress like ninjas.

I thought it was cat burglars.

Oh, please.
These aren't costumes.

I just happen to look fabulous
in black.

Really compliments
the smell of your...

[coughs, wheezes]

...lovely new perfume.

Anyway, shall we begin?

[yawns]

-[Chelsea shrieking]
-[gasps]

What is that!?

Like you've never seen maple
syrup and blueberries before.

Uh, not on a face.
What are you doing?

It's a pimple cure
I found online.

Maple syrup, grape juice,
and blueberries.

Don't forget
the hot sauce!

Uh, you are not putting
hot sauce on your face.

That's not gonna cure anything.

But it tastes delicious.

Ugh, Chelsea! Don't!
You'll mess with the ratio.

It has to be precise

or this pimple will never be
gone in time.

Skipper, seriously!

Look, even if the pimple
is still there,

the block party is going
to be so huge,

and so fun, no one will even
be paying any attention

-to you at all.
-[offended] Ahh!

That... kinda came out wrong.

[Ken]: Goodnight,
parental units.

[father]: Night, Ken.
We love ya.

Whittaker! Release the fleas!

Ugh.

Disgusting.

No fair. How come he gets
to do Ken's house?

There are plenty of annoying
neighbors to go around.

[snickers]

[grunts]

[shrieks]

Itchy! Itchy! Itchy!

Gotta get the right angle...

Hahaha!

Hashtag doin' it.

[humming]

Some fleas for you,
some fleas for you!

I hate you, tacky lawn gnome,
so a few extra for you!

Poppy's fleas are going to bring
the Roberts to their knees!

[cackling]

[meows]

-[western music]
-Hmm.

-Hmm.
-Hmm.

[wind whistles]

That's weird.
Where is everyone?

I'm gonna go with zombie
apocalypse.

Or alien invasion?

-[giggles]
-[cell phone rings]

Hello?

Oh, hi, Mr. Craunek.

What? Really?

I haven't...
Okay.

Thanks.

He just cancelled.

Something about a flea
infestation?

That was gonna be
my third choice.

-Seriously?
-[door opens]

You are not gonna believe this.

The city council just announced

a three-mile-wide
flea infestation.

Was I right?

No one can have pets in their
homes until they've fumigated
the neighborhood.

It's an official city order.

What about the puppies?

We're taking them to that pet
hotel they like up the coast.

You're taking them now?
It's so far away!

Well, we don't have a choice.

Exterminator is coming
in the morning.

We'll be back tomorrow
afternoon.

So, what does this mean?

I guess it means we get
the day off!

In that case, who wants
to take a swim?

Whoo-hoo!

-[loud thud]
-Ow!

Yeah, probably should
have filled it up first.

Ahh. You hear that, son?

Ahh. Nothing but peace
and quiet, Dad.

[yells] This is no time
for lounging!

On your feet!

The fleas are only part one
of my plan!

Trey?
Give me your phone.

Why can't you use your phone?

It clashes with my outfit.

-[phone beeps]
-Hello?

Malibu Pet Rentals?
Open all night, free delivery?

-[rooster crows]
-[yawns]

Morning, Chels.
Sleep well?

Uh-huh.
Still am.

[giggles] What?

Pretty sure I'm dreaming.

How else would you explain
what's in the backyard?

[gasps]

-[snorts]
-Um...

[loud animal noises]

How could this happen?

Can we keep them, please?

We need to get them back
to their rightful owners.

What if they're pet orphans?
Then can we keep them?

[giggles]

[phone rings]

Ken? Hey, uh...

Hey, Barbie?
You still up for surfing?

I can be over right after
the inspector leaves.

-Inspector?
-From the city.

Checking to make sure
all the animals are gone

before the exterminator comes.

And let me tell ya,
he is very thorough.

Oh, he says he wants to do
your house next.

Is it okay if he starts
in the backyard?

-I can open the gate for him.
-No!

Uh, you can't. Not yet.
You have to stall him.

Ummm, sure. Okay.

I assume you'll fill me
in after.

I won't even bother
to ask why now.

-[call ends]
-Everybody, grab a pet!

-[bats squeak]
-[Stacie grunts]

-[dogs bark]
-[horse whinnies]

-[panting]
-[meow]

[barking]

[animal sounds continue]

I don't think we have enough
room for them all!

Make room! We have to hide them
before the inspector gets here.

I'm putting the turtles
in the bathtub.

No! Those are saltwater turtles.

Who even keeps those as pets?

[horse whinnies]

What are you gonna do
with him?

Making it up as I go!

[doorbell rings]

-[gasps]
-Oh no!

-He's here?
-Go!

[groans]

Up.

Hey, welcome!

Animal inspector.

So, um, by any chance,

anyone mention to you that
they're missing some pets?

Just asking.
No reason!

-[glass clinks]
-[gasps]

[sniffs]

[clinking]

You! Hey!
Get in there!

[piano keys jangling]

[laughs nervously]

[meows]

[plays off-key]

[grunting]

Hi!

[sighs]

Okay.

You're clear of animals.

Well, we could've told you that.

[elevator dings]

[yells]

Seriously?

Ah! If it were true.

Here you go.

You're in violation
of ordinance ,

you have the right to appear
before the city council

and plead your case.

But what if we lose?

Not for me to judge.

Worst case scenario...
eviction.

That's the last of 'em.

Thank you for using
Malibu Pet Rentals.

We never ordered the animals
in the first place.

Any idea who did?

Just some woman
who paid me in cash.

Did you get a good look at her?

Nope. She was wearing
a weird disguise.

Plus, I was too distracted
by the animals.

Some scent in the air
was driving them crazy.

Hmm.

[Chelsea sobs softly]

They can't make us move.

Oh, don't you worry, Chels,
we're gonna b*at this.

We didn't break any rules!
Well, not on purpose anyway.

All we have to do is convince
the city council

it was some weird mistake
and we'll be fine.

But Mrs. Reardon's
on the city council.

And we're doomed.

[people coughing]

I don't know why we're even
having this hearing.

They're guilty!

They were caught red-handed
with all those animals.

But we'd like the chance
to explain the circumstances.

And you will have that chance.

But Mrs. Reardon is right.

This does seem like a very
open-and-shut case.

Or is it?

Let me start off by saying...
it is not.

Good one, Mom.

This stinks.

[sniffs]
Ugh. You said it.

Ugh, that smell.

[gasps]
That wonderful smell!

-What?
-Huh?

There's no time to explain.
I've got a plan.

Don't let them make a decision
until I get back.

-Got it.
-If you say so.

And that's why we never
even ordered the animals.

Huh! A likely story.

I think I've heard enough.

Quick!
Stand up and say something!

-You say something!
-Ugh, I can't.

What if my scarf falls off

and I'm up there talking
to everyone?

They'll see it!

[man] If that's all
the testimony, I think
it's time to make a ruling.

Wait!
I have something to say!

[gasps]

The charge says "harboring
an animal or animals,"

but according to the dictionary,
the word "harboring"

can also mean to bear
a grudge.

And since a bear is an animal,

I think the law is a little
contradictory.

I suggest we look at some
pictures of bears

to illustrate my point.

This is nonsense.
Next witness!

Blissa came with us
from Wisconsin.

A gift to our daughter Barbie
from her aunt Adele.

[chuckles] Yeah, Adele runs
this funky little

bed and breakfast with
an apple orchard out back.

Macintosh, I think.
Or maybe Red Delicious.

-Well, anyway...
-Next!

And that's why, even
if he wasn't our horse,

and we didn't order him,
I named him Mr. Horseyface.

Because, what else was I going
to call him?

Plus, he really does have
a horsey face.

Thank you,
your royal highnesses.

[snores, then clears throat]

Hmm. There!
You all said something.

I insist we proclaim
our decision.

Are there no more witnesses?

-Where's Barbie?
-I don't know.

Do something!
You haven't spoken yet!

-But my zit!
-But, our house!

[sighs]

Your Honors,
before you vote,

I have something
I'd like to add.

Hmm. What was that, dear?

I can't hear you
under your scarf.

[groans] Okay, fine.

There. Ya happy?

Yes! I have a pimple!

A big, disgusting, red blotch!
So what?

-Everyone gets them!
-Order! Order!

Yes, it's a pimple.
We all get them.

-So what?
-So what?

So what?!
Oh, you're right.

So what? [laughs]
So what if I have a pimple.

I rest my case.

Wonderful. So, now that the last
Roberts has spoken...

Wait! There's still one more
Roberts to hear from.

[all gasp]

Huh?

This is the receipt
from Malibu Pet Rentals.

Would you agree
that whoever signed

and paid for this is responsible
for the animals?

Ugh, fine, yes.
Whatever.

Good. That's all I wanted
to hear.

I'd like to call in
my surprise witness.

Ken, if you don't mind.

This woman delivered
the animals to our home.

Can you tell the court
anything unusual

about the person
who paid for them?

[sniffs]
Yeah, I can.

She kinda smelled like
this place.

But this is nonsense!

You can't sniff out a suspect.

I can't, and you can't...

but they can! Ken!

[animal noises]

What is the meaning of this?!

Stop them!
Eww! No!

Stop licking me, ugh.

Whit! Trey! Do something!

Boy, they sure love
that perfume.

We told her it smelled
like a zoo!

[screams] Get them off!
Get them off!

Stop slobbering all over me!

[grunts] Okay!

Okay! I admit it!
It was me!

I ordered the animals,
and I paid for them.

It was all me!

-[all gasp]
-[Mrs. Reardon] Please!

Get rid of these beasts
before they lick me to pieces!

Order, order!

I find the defendants
not guilty.

You may keep your house.

Now, get those animals
out of here!

[plays up-tempo music]

[Barbie]: Not only was Poppy
guilty, but she had no choice

but to confess that she was
behind the fleas, too.

And, rather than face an
embarrassing recall election,

she resigned on the spot.

The entire city of Malibu
was eternally grateful.

-[electronic music thumping]
-[both groan]

[Barbie]: The block party
was a huge success.

Whoo! [laughing]

Skipper did a great job,

and didn't even think
about her pimple once.

Perspective, right?

Little things only seem big

until something truly big
comes along.

Oh, and this?

All that stress made me
break out, too.

-But you know what?
-[Chelsea]: Barbie! You coming?

Some things are way more
important.

♪♪♪