01x11 - My Fair Lulu // Johnny Doesn't Live Here Anymore

[bunniefuu]

♪ My name is Angela

♪ Hey, hello!

♪ Welcome to my very own show ♪

♪ I'll introduce my friends to you ♪

Oh no! It's Ninnypoo!

♪ Shoobee-doobee-doo wap-waa.

♪ My name is Angela

♪ And you are not

♪ Nanette Manoir is a stuck up jerk face snot ♪

And now to today's story, starring me.

And NOT starring Nannete Manoir.

Most days orange is the colour that is my favorite

colour, and I would not be caught in pink polka dots

for all the fruit in Fruity Flakes,

but now I have no choice on account of my poison ivy

which I didn't get because of me.

It happened at our annual once a year family picnic,

where we were supposed to have so much fun,

I was minding my own P's and Q's,

designing a deluxe super ant farm for those little ants

I was going to collect for All-Creatures-Great-and-

Small-Week at school.

Too bad baby-size forces make it hard

to mind your own business.

Cut it out, Baby Lulu!

Mom, can I go blind from baby-spitted

grape juice in my eye?

Ahhh, smell that kids?

It's the call of the wild!

Which is what my dad calls nature on account of some

ancient scouting merit badge.

[HOWLS]

And that is what he calls nature calls.

Everyone hold tight while your old Eagle Scout Dad

scopes the area for poison ivy.

Angela, sweetie, keep an eye on Lulu while I unpack.

But my eye got enough of Lulu in the car.

[CHUCKLES]

Here's some poison ivy, right here!

Oh, and here are her Astro-Nutties in case

she gets hungry.

But why can't Derek and Mark keep their eyes on her?

They're just playing!

We're not playing, freckle-head.

We're practicing.

Yeah, practicing, playing.

Dad: Oh! Watch out! More poison ivy over here!

Well, maybe I have to practice pretending I don't

have two Neanderthals for brothers.

Uh-oh! This over here will make you itch for sure!

Bawwoon.

It's not a balloon, it's a bubble.

Don't you even know what a bubble is?

Bawwooon.

DAD!!

Dad: That oughta do it!

Now everybody just stay clear,

and we'll all be itch free.

[HOWLS]

Yeah, fine, as long as I do everything everyone else

doesn't want to do.

[GIGGLE]

Bawwooon.

Angela: No. Magnifying glass. For finding ants.

Well, hello Farmer Ant Number One.

What's that you say?

You want to move into Angela Anaconda's deluxe ant farm

for super ants?

Okay, if you insist.

Lulu!

Your butt just m*rder*d Farmer Ant number one!

Coooool!

Gotcha!

[OOOHS & AHHHS]

Ahhh, the wondrous butterfly.

They shed their outer wraps to reveal

their true splendor.

Let us all thank great insect-catcher Angela Anaconda

for bringing us this spectacular specimen!

[cheers]

Hmph!

Baby Lulu -- NOOOO!

[GIGGLING]

[LAUGHING]

Nice catch, Angie-pants.

Maybe you should play for the Ivy League!

So now I have to stay home from school

and try not to itch.

But what is worse is I have to wait until tomorrow

to show my All-Creatures-Great-and-Small

creature, which is the best!

Johnny: Hey Angela!

Hey maybe someone can see my butterfly after all.

Angela, you're not planning on wearing your pajamas

to school again, are you?

Not this time, Gina Lash.

Today I'm staying home from school on account of I'm

covered in poison ivy.

Yeah, and you're covered in pink spots too!

That's the medicine Johnny Abatti.

Whatever it is, you look awful.

Yeah, good thing I already had breakfast.

Sure wouldn't feel like eating French toast, syrup,

and Polish sausage now.

Well, maybe just the sausage.

Maybe we should get going,

you know, in case she'smcontagious.

But if you leave now, you'll miss your chance to get an

exclusive sneak preview of my very SPECIAL CREATURE!

Hey look!!!

It's the special SPOTTED creature!

Yeah, from the putrid pink lagoon!!

Putrid, ugh - that's a good one!

[LAUGH]

So how come brothers who are dorks don't get poison ivy?

Perhaps the lack of brain cells acts as a repellant.

Your brain cells would never repel anyone, Gina La--

Aaaaugh!

I've been hit!!!

Lulu!

What are you doing??

Agghh!

Save yourselves, before it's too late!

But wait!

You haven't even seen my greatest of all

Creatures-Great-and- Small creature yet!

Bad, Baby Lulu!

Don't you know you're not supposed to throw food

at my friends before they even get to see my butterfly?!

Face painting with strained peas! Ha!

Aren't you two the inventive sister team!

I am sorry to tell you but no way do I have a messy

piglet for a teammate!

All's fair in love and sisterhood.

And as for you, Ms. Piggily-Wiggily,

I think it's nap time.

The magic words-'nap time'.

Which means I am safe at last to do my favorite

things I like to do during the school year.

Namely, stay home from school with no brothers

and baby sister around to interrupt me.

Now I can watch my favorite TV show with no

interruptions.

And build a house of cards out of cards

with no interruptions.

And even play checkers alone,

with NO INTERRUPTIONS!

So who cares if I always half-lose on account of

I also always half-WIN!

YES!

Hmm.

MOOOoooom!

Lulu is NOT taking a nap!

NOOOOOOoooo!

STOOOOOOOOOOPPPP!

Return to your containment chamber at once!

Noooooo!

[GROAN]

When one promises a butterfly,

Angela Anaconda, one should bring a butterfly.

[LAUGHING]

Mom: Angela, what are you doing?

I told you to stay inside or your poison ivy

will get worse.

But Lulu kicked my butterfly containment chamber and my

most excellent butterfly just flew out the window!

Oh dear, well that's a shame honey,

but I'm sure she didn't mean to do it,

after all, your sister's just a baby.

And I'm beginning to think a baby is the worst kind of

sister to have!

Why can't Lulu be more like a grown up kid?

Someone who talks and walks and doesn't drool.

Why can't Lulu be more like, well.

Like me?

"Please, sister Angela," Baby Lulu will cry,

"Help me to be a better sister you might even want

to have as a sister for a change."

'If you insist', I will tell her.

"Don't look now but I think this kid is walking!"

She will tell me.

"Not so fast little Lu" I will reply,

"We've only just begun.

It's time for your cocoon!"

First you will need a brain.

And let's not forget some grown up clothes so you

won't embarrass me in public.

It's the new Lulu Review!

I will announce when it is time for you to emerge from

your diaper cocoon like a magnificent butterfly.

Ta-da!

Oh no, my sweet sibling sister.

You may look like a big kid

but you sure don't act like one yet.

Whatever will we do about that?

Say goodbye, to your baby trinkets,

Baby Lu!

And say goodbye to your bottle!

Observe and learn.

Now that's how to drink milk!

"Thank you, sister Angela, superior sibling of all my

siblings," you will say.

"And now that you have grown me up,

teach me how to talk the talk."

Repeat after me: If Patty Popper poked a pack of

purple penguins, how many purple penguins did Patty

Popper poke?

If Patty Popper poked a pack of purple penguins,

how many purple penguins did Patty Popper poke?

[CHEERS]

I think she's got it.

I think she's really got it!

OKAY THAT'S IT!

Enough is enough, Baby Lulu, on account of

I have had enough!

My Butterfly!

GOTCHA! Huh!

Maybe it's a good thing my baby sister is a baby after all.

I hope you are ready, Baby Lulu because it is time for

your first mission.

Bawwwwooon.

Right, Baby Lulu.

Water balloon.

Excellent catch -- you rock!

No way, dude.

You rock!

Ready, Baby Lulu?

I GOT IT!!

HEY!

[LAUGHS]

Baby Lulu, you rock!

[LAUGHS]

Bawwwwooon. Bawwwwooon!

[GIGGLING]

So now school is finally over for the day and me and

Gina Lash are trying to get Johnny Abatti to tell his

Nonna to give us free pizza free for our girls club

meeting which is for girls only.

Hey wait a minute, if it's for girls only,

then I can't come.

Angela: Exactly, Johnny Abatti.

But that doesn't mean your pizza can't.

Um, okay.

Hey, Nonna. How's it going?

JOHNNY!!

What?

I didn't do nuthin'.

No, it's not for you.

It'sa ugh, it'sa too terrible even to say!

Maybe you'd feel better if you gave Johnny some pizza,

right Johnny?

Pizza?

My little bambino needsa some pizza?

Mangia! Mangia!

Wow, this is great!

Johnny, eat! Eat!

I am eating!

Well eat more!

Yo, Johnny!

Heard you gotta move.

Tough break, kid.

Nicky!

You gotta hang our dirty laundry in front

of the whole town?

Hey, Johnny's used to dirty laundry.

[SNIFFS]

You have to remind me?

Now our poor Johnny knows what he doesn't

need to know!

What do I know?

I think you're moving, Johnny Abatti.

I'm movin'?!

Um, Johnny, are you gonna eat that last slice?

You know, Johnny, whenever I get bad news,

I find working on a needlepoint notion

brightens my spirits.

But Johnny Abatti does not have to brighten his spirits

on account of he is not going to move.

I'm not?

Not any more.

Because I, Angela Anaconda, think I have a plan.

All: What is it Angela?

Ahh, I think I will have to tell you after I actually

think of the plan that I think I'm going to think of.

You know, Angela, I think you got something there.

Yeah, it's going to be a great plan, Angela.

But in case it somehow goes awry and you do have to

move, Johnny, do you think I could have your telescope?

My telescope?

You don't want to risk packing something as

delicate as that.

Yeah, and I think your autograph book of pro wrestlers

autographs might be too delicate to pack, too!

And that fancy new bowling ball you got for your

birthday is probably too heavy to pack,

so maybe you should give it to me.

Or another option is to give it to me.

Johnny Abatti, are you listening?

There's more to Johnny that just a bowling ball!

Hey yeah!

I'm more than just a bowling ball!

Excusez-moi, but where might I find John?

I'd like him to be the first to receive an invitation

to the going-away party I am throwing in his honour.

You're throwing him a going-away party?

Who else?

Well I am sorry, Nanette Manoir,

but if anyone should throw him a going-away party,

it is me who it should be.

Oh really?

Well if that's true, why aren't you throwing him

a party, Angela?

But I am.

It's just that, um, my party is going to be a surprise.

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

A surprise.

A surprise, is it?

Not for long--

Oh John, I have something to tell you!

She means I have something to tell you,

Johnny Abatti, on account of I am giving you a surprise

party for going-away!

Really?

But seeing how Angela has spoiled the surprise,

may I present you with this engraved invitation

to my going-away party pour vous?

You're both giving me parties?

Nanette: Apparently, yes.

There will be Angela's so-called "surprise" party

and my fabulous, fully-catered soiree.

What do you say, Johnny Abatti?

Cool.

Here Johnny, I want you to have my old inhaler.

It's all out of anti- histamine,

but I know how much you liked the sound it made.

Gee thanks, Gordy.

Oh John, did I tell you my party is going to be a

Mardi Gras party, which is French for costume ball?

Sounds good to me.

Well Johnny Abatti, on account of I am you're real

friend and know that last week you wanted to be a

fireman, my party is going to be a fireman party!

With a real live fireman.

Sounds good too.

Oh and by the way Johnny, did I mention that I'll be

having your favorite party game,

dunking for apples with money inside.

How gauche.

At my party we'll be playing sur la donkey.

That's French for "Pin the Tail on the Donkey".

Oh yeah!

Did I happen to mention that the fireman will be a

singing Fireman?

[LAUGHS]

Oh s'il vous plait, Angela Anaconda.

My party planner Pierre, will be bringing a real

French mime, Pierre n'est parler.

Angela: So, at my party we'll have Abatti Pizza,

"Best In Town!"

Nanette: Well, my party will be at Abatti's!

Yeah? Well, um, so's mine!

They both sound like great parties,

but I guess what really matters is that Johnny's there.

Oh yeah, Johnny, him.

So, you got a couplea ladies fightin' over ya huh?

That's great kid, you got the old Abatti charm.

What's this for, Nonna?

So you don't have to eat anything from the hotel

mini-bar. It'sa too expensive!

Hotel? What hotel?

Where your family is gonna move while they fumigate

your house for bugs.

Your father had to marry that woman!

I told him she couldn't clean!

The shame of the fumigator!

You mean I'm not really moving away?!

W-well I'd better go tell Angela and Nanette!

Whoa-whoa-whoa!

Johnny, what are ya, nuts?

If you tell 'em you're not movin',

then you got no party, and no more treatin' you all

special like eh'.

Uh, I dunno Uncle Nicky, I think I should tell 'em.

Both of them were pretty upset when they heard

I was moving.

Well, Gordy was upset, I think.

Johnny, listen to your Uncle Nicky on this one,

trust me, I know women.

You sure?

You bet I'm sure!

And another thing, you can't go to a party

dressed like that!

Hey, Uncle Nicky, I can see myself in my suit!

That's how the ladies like it:

so's they can find you in the dark.

We're here for my party.

[GASP]

Don't tell me your party is at the same time as mine!

Well in case you didn't know,

I think it is your party that is at the same time

as mine, Nanette Manoir!

Well my party should be first.

My mime will be arriving any minute!

Well what about my singing fireman?

You never know when he might have to go put out a fire!

John, your suit, It's so, bright.

Wow, Johnny, I can see myself in it!

Yeah, quite a suit, huh ladies?

Eh, but nothin's too good for my nephew.

Which reminds me, eh, Johnny -- don't go hanging it up

on one of those cheap hotel wire hangers.

Hotel?

Cheap hotel?

Yeah, go home before the fumigators seal your place

up and uh...

Fumigators???

U-you know, I think I hear pizza burning.

Johnny Abatti, what is Uncle Nicky talking about?

John, does this mean that you're not actually moving?

Uh, well, um, yeah?

It's your move Johnny Abatti.

Aren't you going to move?

No?

Then perhaps it is time for me to 'king' you.

Oh no, it is Ninnie-Poo!

Here to crash my surprise revenge party.

According to her party planner,

it's time to play Pin the Tail on the Abatti.

Excuse me, Nincom-Noodle, but I believe that belongs

to me on account of this party is invitation only!

Yeooowww!

What's that, Johnny?

You're ready to bob for apples?

Well why didn't you just say so?

Hey, not so fast, Johnny Abatti?

My revenge is not done yet!

"But I didn't do nuthin'," Johnny will say like always.

"The party was Nanette's idea! Heh."

And for once in my life I will listen to Johnny

on account of this time he is right.

It was Nanette's fault!

"Help me, Help me!"

Nanette will beg.

"Get me out of this sticky situation,

that I have gotten myself into on account of trying to

plan a better party than yours."

Sorry Nincom-Noodle, but I think you forgot:

mimes cannot talk!

But don't fret, Little Nin, for all is not a lost cause.

It's time for me to throw a party for you.

Hold still, my prissy party pal cause the fun has just begun!

Steee-rike!

Au revoir, John, I'm leaving.

And even though I've wasted my afternoon,

at least I don't have to stay in this greasy pizzeria

one minute longer.

I guess you're leaving too, huh?

No way, Johnny Abatti!

Just because you're not moving away forever,

doesn't mean we still can't have a Nanette-less party.

And you're not mad at me?

That all depends, Johnny Abatti,

on if you're still planning on giving me

your fancy bowling ball.

♪