01x19 - Some Buddy to Love

[bunniefuu]

- [whistles] - Let's go, everybody!

Picture time!

[upbeat music]

- ♪ In the Loud house ♪ - Come on!

- ♪ Really Loud house ♪

♪ ♪

♪ The Really Loud House ♪

[tranquil music]

♪ ♪

- Rita!

The alarm didn't go off! [grunts]

- Ah! Oh!

I'm up!

- We've got minutes to get kids off to school.

- See you on the other side!

- [clanging cowbell] Let's go, Louds!

- Rise and shine!

- I'm not waiting to go to class today, am I?

- Gah, I'm tired.

- Clothes first. - Please, five more minutes.

- No, no, no, no, no! - Whoa!

- Can someone tell me where my glasses are?

I can't see.

- Where's my sock? - Ugh, I'm gonna be so late.

- Okay? - Oh. Hello, Mother.

If I may make an observation--

- Save the observations for science class.

We're late for school.

Okay, Luna!

- Mom, Mom, let me just finish this.

- No pajamas. Go, go, go, go.

- Everybody out in the hallway.

- Have any of you guys seen my toothbrush?

Oh!

- We really have to go.

- Your sweater vest looks fine.

- No. Put it on her.

- Anyone know where my soccer cleats are?

[water squirts]

Okay, where's Leni? - Uh, uh, she is with Lily,

visiting Pop Pop. - Okay.

- We got everybody. - [chuckles] All right.

both: Lincoln!

[jaunty music]

- Morning in the Loud house is--

- No, we don't have time for that.

- Let's go, let's go, let's move!

I've got lunch, you've got breakfast.

- Roger that.

[tense music]

- We got this! - I believe in us!

♪ ♪

- Oh!

- You okay? - I'm okay.

[clang]

Oh! Are you okay?

- I'm okay! - Here, oh,

sorry about my peanut butter and jelly hands.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Bag. - Bowl.

Bag. - Bowl.

Bag. - Bowl.

- Everybody got a bag?

Everybody got a bowl?

- seconds to spare! - [laughs]

I've said it once, I've said it a hundred times.

Never bet against the Louds.

- Happy Saturday!

- Satur-what?

- No!

- That was my observation.

[all groaning]

- You ever wonder how we got here?

Bruised, beaten down,

pajamas covered in peanut butter and jelly?

- I don't know.

I suppose it was when you woke me up out of a dead sleep

and told me it was a school day.

- I'm thinking more big picture.

I mean, think about it: when was the last time

we had any time to ourselves?

- Well, for me, it was six years ago.

Kids snapped the handle off the bathroom door

and I was trapped in there for glorious minutes.

- We can have that again.

I can make that happen.

- We have a house full of kids

and nobody to take care of them.

- But what if the kids...

took care of themselves?

It's called...

Buddy Day. - [mouthing words]

You guys are gonna love it!

- You know how you guys are always saying

that you don't know each other well enough?

- No. - Never.

- Not once.

- Well, this is gonna change that.

- Okay, the rules are simple.

You spend the day hanging out with one another,

and at the end of the day,

you tell us what you learned about each other.

- How fun! - [chuckles]

- I'll pass. - No passes.

You guys are gonna do this.

Or...

you don't get food anymore.

all: What? - That makes no sense.

- We're gonna starve?

- Uh, you're grounded forever.

- Yeah. Tough but fair.

[all arguing]

Okay, here we go.

Round and round she goes.

Who's your buddy? Nobody knows.

[chuckles]

- Lucy and Lisa.

- [gasps] That's a good pair.

- I guess.

[inquisitive music]

- Lana and Lola.

- I mean, whatever. - What?

[scoffs] Yeah.

- Luna and Luan. - [gasps]

- We live together. - We share a room.

- Finally...Lincoln and Lynn.

- What if there's nothing new to learn?

- Figure it out! Let's go.

- Have fun! - [laughs]

[all complaining]

- Buddy Day! - Buddy Day!

- [laughs] Buddy Day!

[laughs]

[all yelling]

- Ah, you're a genius.

- I've been telling you that for years.

[laughs]

- We've got the whole day to ourselves.

The world is our oyster. Anything we want.

Just you and me.

Hit me.

- Oh!

We lay in bed and watch TV!

- Okay. I love it.

But maybe we could aim a little higher.

- We eat in bed and watch TV!

- Okay, what if we ate,

but it was outside the house?

- I don't follow.

- A restaurant.

- Oh, you romantic devil. - [chuckles]

- All right, buddy.

What do you wanna learn for Buddy Day?

Football? Flag football?

Australian rules football? It's wide open.

- Those all sound super...

football-y.

But what if, instead, for Buddy Day,

you learn how to build a rocket?

Clyde and I have been stockpiling supplies for weeks.

Our "physics teacher" said our homemade rocket

"won't support our weight,"

but she's gonna learn something today, too.

- Major Clyde to Ground Control,

who's ready to touch the heavens?

- You in?

I've got a cardboard helmet with your name on it.

Two words:

arena football.

- We could go to that place

that used to be The Silver Samurai.

- You mean where Lola threw up?

- Oh, no, that's where Lynn threw up.

You're thinking about where Lisa threw up.

- No, Lisa threw up at Spaghetti Town.

- No, Lisa lost her retainer at Spaghetti Town.

- Yeah, but then she threw up.

That's how we found the retainer.

- Oh, right.

- Look, the point is, no matter where we go,

no one will be throwing up.

It'll just be a-you and me.

- A no-throw-up meal does sound great.

- All right, it's been a fantastic Buddy Day.

Lessons were learned, memories were made.

We're off to kiss the stars.

- Wait, Lincoln.

How are we gonna dominate Buddy Day if you leave?

We gotta learn something about each other.

- We did learn something.

We are totally incompatible.

- You know, my therapist, Dr. Lopez,

says incompatibility is just your "in"

to compatibility.

Please, have a seat.

Dr. Clyde is in session.

- How are we supposed to learn something new about each other?

- Right? We already know everything there is to know.

Your favorite land animal. both: Cheetah.

- Your favorite planet.

both: Used to be Pluto, now it's Uranus.

[both laugh]

- Your favorite hat.

both: Duh, tiara.

- Wow, this is gonna be...

both: Really hard.

- Let's not commit to anything just yet.

I mean, this is a really big day.

I don't wanna blow it.

Let's keep the box open, huh?

- Oh! I've got it.

What if I packed a suitcase... - Loving it.

- Blindfolded you...

- Little nervous, but still on board.

- And surprised you with a trip to Mackinac Island?

- That would be so amazing!

If you hadn't already just told me the surprise.

- [sighs] Okay.

Okay, so we're a little rusty at this,

but we haven't done something for us in a really long time.

Look, we've gotta get this right, so we'll just--

we'll just keep thinking.

[inquisitive music]

We're gonna get this.

- Hmm.

- With all due respect to your witchcraft and wizardry,

why would I want to learn a spell

when science is superior?

It can explain everything.

- You are woefully mistaken, my arbitrary buddy.

Science can't explain the supernatural.

[eerie music]

[thunder rumbling]

Any questions?

- No questions.

But I do have an answer.

[exciting music]

[device whirring]

Behold, the Weathermatron .

[device beeping and chirping]

[rain pattering]

Care to put your magic where your mouth is?

- Game on.

[dramatic music]

[inquisitive music]

- [gasps]

- Do we own bikes? - No.

- Why don't we own bikes?

- You sold our bikes to buy that unicycle.

- Ah. That was worth the concussion.

- Mm. - Or so they tell me.

- Doesn't matter. It's raining out anyway.

- Hey, it stopped raining.

Anyway, that's how you do a comedic spit take.

You just act shocked at whatever someone says.

- What if what they say isn't shocking?

- You just act like it is.

- I think I got it.

- I don't think you do.

[both laugh]

So how do you write a song?

Do you just strum until you think of words?

- You can write a song about anything, really.

Sometimes it's as easy as

looking around and finding inspiration.

- Okay, so just write about something I see?

- Mm-hmm.

- In the house. In the house.

- Prepared to be humbled! - Magic rules.

[cart squeaking]

- In the Loud house.

- [strums rock melody]

- We just have to think big.

- Maybe we should actually start to think medium,

because this day is already half over.

- What? Okay.

I'm just gonna think doubly hard.

[exhales]

- You know, we have been saying

that if we only had a chunk of time,

we could finally organize the garage.

- Yeah, we have said that.

- I know it's not fun, but think how good we'd feel

when we were done, hmm? - [sighs]

Is this what it's come to?

On our big, special day,

we're gonna clean out the garage?

What if instead of recording "The Beige Album,"

Mick Swagger just cleaned out his garage?

Would anybody be talking about that?

- So we just need to be the Mick Swaggers

of big, special days.

- Exactly! [both laugh]

♪ ♪

[both sigh]

- Yeah, no.

- Okay, we can still salvage this.

We've got, uh, hours and minutes.

And hey, I say we go back

to our original idea: TV in bed.

- Perfect. - Ooh!

You know what we could do?

We can binge watch "Who's That Lady?"

with the extra bonus seasons of "Still That Lady."

[chuckles] Where's our VCR?

- .

[inquisitive music]

- You know what?

We'll just do it the way the kids do it.

We'll stream a show.

- Oh! - [laughs]

- I have been wanting to check out

"Duchess of Devonshire: Queen at Sea."

- Oh, she rules the ocean, and you rule this house.

[chuckles] Let's do it.

- Oh, you know what? We're gonna need some snacks.

- Way ahead of you. - [gasps]

You are a genius.

- I've been telling you that for years.

- Ooh. [chuckles]

Starting our special day. Here we go.

Okay, what is our password?

- I don't know.

[typing] - "I don't know."

- [emphatically] No, I don't know.

- Sorry, all caps.

[typing]

[loudly] "I don't know."

Nope, that's not it.

- So what I'm getting is,

Lincoln likes to make plans and Lynn likes to play sports.

- It took you half the day to come up with that?

- It's called "doing the work," Lincoln.

But now the work is about to pay off.

Maybe as an exercise,

you could combine your interests

and plan a new sport together?

[upbeat music]

- Therapy is dope! - Clyde, you're brilliant!

- "Clyde, you're brilliant."

Let's explore that further.

How am I brilliant?

- I'll get the stuff in the attic.

You get the stuff in the garage.

We meet in the backyard.

- Say hello to my little friend:

the plasma accelerator.

Within it, I've harnessed the most powerful force

in the universe: the supernova.

- Super boring.

[eerie music]

♪ ♪

Chaos conjured from the darkest of all the realms

will have your science crying for its sweet mama.

- Let's party.

This is what happens when a massive star

is triggered into runaway nuclear fusion!

- This is what happens when you mess

with the co-president of the Morticians Club.

Bow down for the sake of us all.

- Science will never surrender!

[expl*si*n booms] [both yelp]

♪ ♪

- Let's go on an inspiration walk.

- Ooh, I like that.

You know, comedians call that a "wocka wocka."

[laughs]

Musicians are much cooler.

- Maybe we need to dig a little deeper.

Your biggest fear?

both: Losing a pageant to Lindsay Sweetwater.

- Your biggest fear?

both: Wearing a dress, taking a shower,

living in a world without mud.

- Look out below!

[balls clattering]

I said "look out below."

- I'm not gonna make it to the bathroom on time!

- Jeez, the halls are crowded today.

- Yeah, we're dodging girls like...

[ball clacks]

Ping-Pong balls.

- Say that again.

- Let's take a look at what we've got.

- The two players will race

through the entire chaos course,

making their way to the end zone to victory.

- Wait a minute.

What if we amp up this entire race

and line the course with Nerf cannons

that fire point-deducting minus balls?

- You had me at "minus balls."

Now, this smell zone...

- You wanna load it up with some of Lily's stinky diapers?

- I wanna dribble a soccer ball through it.

- Let's do both.

Really spend some time in that stink.

Now, an end zone,

you traditionally run into it, correct?

- Somebody's learning about sports.

- What if, instead of running, we jump off a trampoline?

- And what if the end zone was really a splat wall?

[inquisitive music]

- And what if the splat wall was sticky,

and we were wearing... - Full-body Velcro suits?

- I've never been more proud to be your brother.

[sentimental music]

- In therapy, this is what we call a breakthrough.

- Ladies and gentlemen, we give you...

both: Loud Ball.

[inquisitive music]

- [sighs] Okay, I'm making an executive decision.

We're gonna make a reservation at the place

that used to be The Silver Samurai.

- Yes. Do it.

- We'll get a table overlooking the river,

order some fancy appetizers.

- Ooh, loving it.

- And if they have one of those guys

that sells roses at the tables,

guess who's getting one? - Me?

- Both of us. [both chuckle]

- Dang it.

- Gasp.

- What?

- Nothing.

Your eyebrows didn't burn off.

- Good.

- Seven...

eight...

nine...

[gasps]

Oh, my gosh. You have a new freckle!

I didn't know that!

- It's maple syrup.

My favorite syrup. - Your favorite syrup.

- Dang it. This is pointless.

We're gonna lose Buddy Day,

and Mom's never gonna let us have food again.

I'm going downstairs to get grape juice while I still can.

- Grape juice?

You don't like grape juice.

- I had it at Emma's birthday party a couple weeks ago.

I love it now.

- I hate grape juice.

It gives me the burps.

- Yeah. That's why I like it.

- We did it!

We learned something new about each other!

[both cheer, laugh]

- Hi, is this the place that used to be The Silver Samurai?

Yeah--yeah, we know it's not called that anymore.

Uh, this is Lynn Loud,

and I would like to reserve a table for two

overlooking the river.

Yeah, my wife and I are celebrating

something very, very special.

Thank you.

We'll see you then.

[laughs]

I got us in three months from Monday, : p.m.

Unless you want the : slot.

- [groans]

- I think both of us learned that science

and the supernatural are equally powerful.

Shall we shake?

- My hand is still extremely hot.

- Perhaps a respectful bow then.

- Yes.

- The important thing is, nobody got hurt.

We can fix Tanya.

- Unfortunately, neither science nor the supernatural

can save us from the wrath of Leni.

- But maybe science and the supernatural can.

I could whip up a mild acidic scrub

and remove those char marks.

- And I could reattach her limbs with a binding spell.

Plus my mortician's kit

could make her face as good as new.

- Let's get to work, buddy.

Ow!

That is hot.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- What's this?

- I don't know, but you can smell those diapers for miles.

- All right, Loud Ballers.

Three, two, one... [whistle trills]

[upbeat music]

The floor is lava, folks.

And watch out for those minus balls.

Duck and dodge, baby.

- Bet you thought you'd be way ahead of me by this--

hey!

- Competitors are now entering the smell zone.

- She's leaping over laundry piles.

[squish] - Ugh.

- No!

- [laughs]

- You gotta shove that diaper man.

- [yells]

- In sports, we call that a tackle.

- But watch out. He shoves back.

- Whoa!

- Ugh.

- Duck, dodge, push, and shove.

What rhymes with shove?

[both yelling]

- It's a tie!

- This is awesome!

- It's better than awesome.

- Okay, back to the original plan.

I think the password rhymed

'cause I thought it would be easier to remember.

Uh, something with Rita.

Hmm. Uh, Rita cheetah.

[keyboard clacking]

- Mm. - Rita eat a cheetah.

Rita eat a pita.

No, no, no, no, no. Rita needa eat a pita.

No, Rita needa eat a pita cheetah.

Rita needa eat a pita cheetah,

but the letters in Rita are capitalized

and the Es in cheetah are s.

I do that--what?

- It locked us out.

- Oh.

Ugh, we've only got two minutes left.

- What I wouldn't give to be locked in a bathroom right now.

- I'm sorry, honey.

- I'm sorry, too.

- I don't know who we thought we were,

thinking we could conjure up some magical afternoon.

[sighs] We had that brilliant Buddy Day idea,

and we didn't even get anything out of it.

[excited chatter]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what's going on?

- Mom, Dad, you guys are the best!

Buddy Day was amazing!

- Me and Lincoln don't usually hang out,

but we came up with the coolest sport.

- And Lola and I thought

we knew everything about each other

and that we were never gonna eat again.

- But then I found out that she likes grape juice.

- [belches] [all groaning]

- That's gross! - [laughs]

- Buddy Day has given me a tremendous respect

for the supernatural!

- And science does have

some practical applications as well.

Even Tanya had a great time.

- Oh...

[nervous chuckling]

- Well, Luna taught me how to write a song.

- Yeah, and we're almost done! We just need the last line.

- You need to try the sport.

I mean, without you guys, it wouldn't exist.

[excited chatter]

all: Buddy Day! Buddy Day! Buddy Day!

- We might not have too much time to ourselves,

but how lucky are we?

One boy, ten girls?

- Wouldn't trade it for the world.

[sentimental music]

- On your marks...

- Get set...

all: Go!

[upbeat rock music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Crashing through the crowded halls ♪

♪ Dodging girls like Ping-Pong balls ♪

♪ Just to reach the bathroom on time ♪

- ♪ Leaping over laundry piles ♪

♪ Diapers you can smell for miles ♪

♪ Guy's gotta do what he can to survive ♪

all: ♪ In the Loud house, really Loud house ♪

♪ Duck, dodge, push, and shove ♪

♪ That's how we show our love ♪

♪ In the Loud house, the really Loud house ♪

- Oh!

♪ ♪

[both yelling]

- Happy Saturday!

[both giggling]

all: ♪ In the Loud house, the really Loud house ♪

♪ Duck, dodge, push, and shove ♪

♪ That's how we show our love ♪

♪ In the Loud house, really Loud house ♪

♪ One boy, ten girls ♪

♪ Wouldn't trade it for the world ♪

♪ The Really Loud House! ♪

[all cheering]

[both laughing]

- I think I won.

[playful music]

- Guys?

A little help?

- Kids, can somebody peel us down from up here?

- Hello?

- Oh, wow, that smell zone really carries.

[upbeat music]

[upbeat music]

- ♪ Crossing through the crowded halls ♪

♪ Dodging girls like Ping-Pong balls ♪

♪ Just to reach the bathroom on time ♪

♪ Leaping over laundry piles ♪

♪ Diapers you can smell for miles ♪

♪ Guy's gotta do what he can to survive ♪

all: ♪ In the Loud house, the really Loud house ♪

♪ Duck, dodge, push, and shove ♪

♪ That's how we show our love ♪

♪ In the Loud house, the really Loud house ♪

♪ One boy, ten girls ♪

♪ Wouldn't trade it for the world ♪

♪ The really Loud house ♪