03x03 - Top Lamb/Molly Molly Mouthful

[bunniefuu]

♪ The doc is in,
and she'll fix you up ♪

♪ If you're a toy,
then you're in luck ♪

♪ It's okay,
don't be afraid ♪

♪ The doc really
knows her stuff ♪

♪ Doo-doo-doo,
you know it's good for you ♪

♪ The doc is gonna
help you feel better ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh,
it's the place to go ♪

♪ If you feel a little
under the weather ♪

♪ Let Doc McStuffins
do her thing ♪

♪ To get you right back
in the swing ♪

♪ Doc McStuffins,
Doc McStuffins ♪

♪ Come let
the visit begin ♪

♪ The doc is in ♪

♪ Doc McStuffins,
Doc McStuffins ♪

♪ Come let
the visit begin ♪

The doc is in.

[ giggles ]

Thanks, hon.

Dad's famous gumbo
is almost ready.

[sniffs]
Ooh!

I might have to rename
my famous gumbo

Dad's famous yumbo.

[giggles]
Dad!

Dinner's ready.

Your gumbo
was yumbo.

I can't wait to cook
my famous dishes

in my own kitchen
someday.

Well, something tells me

you might not have to
wait that long.

Whoa!

We have so much fun
cooking together,

I thought you'd like
your own kitchen,

just like your dad's.

Well, except it's pink.
And a toy.

Wow! Thanks, Dad.

Can we put it
together... now?

It's gonna be
bedtime pretty soon.

But it shouldn't
take too long.

[sighs]

Whoo! Well, that took
a lot longer

than I thought it would.

Thanks, Dad.
I love it.

This pink light
is awesome.

So can I play with it?

Sorry, hon, but it's
your bedtime.

Aww! Okay.

I can play
with it tomorrow.

And tomorrow, you will
cook a feast.

But for now,
good night.

Good night, Dad.

[all saying hello]

What is this baa-reath-taking
work of pink art?

It's my new toy kitchen.

Don't you love it?

Love is not
a big enough word.

I... I...

adore-a-lovity it!

It's pinker than
flamingos paradin'
with pink parasols.

Oh, just look at
this pink light
in the oven.

Oh, adore-a-lovity
isn't a big enough word.

I... I...

adore-a-lovity-
cuddly-buggly it!

This is just
getting weird, right?

Whee! I've always
wanted to be a chef.

Doc, can we play now?

Pretty pink please?

I really want to,
but it's bedtime.

Well, I'm not tired,

so maybe I can
just play with it
a little.

There's lots of parts.

I don't think
you should play with it

until we know how they work.

We'll figure it out
tomorrow.

And then, we can cook.

Okay, but tomorrow,
let's put on a cooking show.

Doc and I will host.

And you guys
can taste the food.

[all cheering]

Now let's go to bed.

We have a show to do
tomorrow.

Is it tomorrow?

Oh, it's so pink
and perfect-y.

Oh, I wanna play with it,
but Doc told me not to.

I could just
go look at it.

It's perfect.

Mm, since I'm up already,

I might as well practice
for our show.

Today, I'm making
a crème brulee.

That's French for
fancy dessert.

First, I'll pour in
some...

um... crème brulee
baking stuff.


And then, I'll
whippity-whip together...

[Doc sighing]

I guess that's enough
whippity-whipping.

Ooh. Baa-rilliant
little light.

Now I will bake
the crème brulee.

Oh, no.

I'm stuck.

Oh. If I can't pull free,

Doc'll know I was
playing with the oven.

[straining]

[moaning quietly]

Oh.

My perfect little paw.

I can't let Doc
see that.

Oh, the light.

It isn't working.

Oh, come on, come on.
Turn on.

I broke Doc's
brand-new kitchen set.

Oh, I'm a baa-d,
baa-d friend.

Maybe... maybe
she won't notice.

[mumbling] Diagnosis...
check-up...

Oh, I better
get back in bed

before she sees me.

Who's ready to have
a cooking show?

[all] Ready!

You know, I was thinking,

how about, instead of
a cooking show,

we have a big...
tea party?

Really? You were
so excited about the show.

Yeah, but it's just
so hot for cooking.

I know this
is surprising,

but I think
the temperature's perfect.

Yeah, but maybe we could
do something else.

Are you nervous
for the show?

You don't need to be.
You're gonna be great.

Come on, sugar.

Okay.

Yay!

- [all cheering]
- Welcome to

Cooking With Doc
And the Lamb.

Today, we're making
cupcakes.

Or, as my cute co-host,
Lambie likes to call them,

cuddle cakes.

Oh, she's so good to me,

and I'm such
a baa-d friend to her.

We're gonna need
ingredients.

Dragon's on it.

Let's see.
Eggs, milk...

Flour.

[yells]

Well, you needed 'em
mixed, right?

[giggles]

Live television, folks.

Anything can happen.

I guess we'll have
to cancel the show.

Lambie, we don't
have to cancel.

We can just pick up
the ingredients
and start again.

Oh, no.

Folks, we'll have
cuddle cakes

just as soon as
we pop 'em in the oven.

Good, 'cause I'm ready
to pop 'em in my tummy.

Oh. Wait!

Let's dance.

These cupcakes
won't get me.

Boing!

Or, you know,
maybe they will.

Lambie, what's
going on with you?

Nothing.

I've known you since
the day you came home with me.

I know when
something's not right.

So tell me.

Okay.

I have to tell you...

I have to tell you
that I just...

Oh, I just can't.

I... I had
the urge to twirl.

Okay. Well, then,
let's keep on cooking.

Time to put
the cupcakes in the oven.

No!!

Cupcakes!

What do these cupcakes
have against dragons?

Oh, Hallie, you took
a cupcake for me.

Any time, sugar.
Any time.

Lambie, you haven't been
acting like yourself all day.

It's like you don't want to do
the cooking show anymore.

Doc's right.

You've been acting stranger
than a doodle bug at a disco.

I do wanna do the show.

It's just...

♪ Hey, what's going on? ♪

♪ Tell me what's wrong ♪

♪ I know there's something
we can do ♪

♪ It might not be clear,
that's why I'm here ♪

♪ Tell me what's
bothering you ♪

♪ Got something
on your mind ♪

♪ Don't you keep it
inside ♪

♪ You're gonna be fine ♪

♪ Hey, tell me
what's wrong ♪

♪ What's goin' on? ♪

Okay. I am excited
about the pink kitchen,

and our cooking show,
but...

[sighs]
I played with it

while everyone was
sleeping last night,

even though you
told me not to,

and I hurt my paw.

Lambie, why didn't
you tell me?

Because I broke
your beautiful oven, too,

and now, your favorite
pink light doesn't come on.

And you're such
a good friend to me,

but I'm not
a very good friend to you,

so I feel really baa-d.

Okay. I'm really
happy you told me.

But Lambie, you're
the best friend
a girl could ask for.

You're always here for
a twirl or a cuddle

whenever I need them.

I'm going to be here
for you, too.

First, I'm gonna
give you a check-up,

and then,
we'll fix the oven.

[rapid heartbeat]

Your heartbeat's
a little fast.

Yeah, I've been
nervous all day.

Here ya go, Doc.

The thread's coming
loose on your paw.

But it doesn't
look too bad.

I have a diagnosis.

Looks like I need
to pull out

the Big Book
of Boo-Boos.

Lambie, you have
paw-thread-pull-asia,

which is easy to fix.

I'll pull the threads
together and tie it,

and you'll be
good to go.

See? Doesn't that
feel better?

Lots better.

Thanks, Doc.

Now let's look at
the kitchen.

Hmm.

It has a loose latch.

There. See?

That was easy.

The pink light's back!
I didn't break it forever.

Or our friendship,

because if I broke that,

I don't know
what I'd do.

Oh, Lambie.

You couldn't break
our friendship.

Ever.

I love you.

I love you, too, Doc.

You two are as sweet
as icing on a cuddle cake.

- So sweet.
- Adorable.

But Lambie, why did you
play with the kitchen set

after I asked you
not to?

Well, it was just
so cute and pink...

and pink and cute,
and...

I couldn't wait.

I'm glad you
didn't get hurt.

If it was a real oven,
you could've burned yourself.

And I don't know
what I'd do

if something bad
happened to you.

I promise.

I'll never play with
a stove, toy or real,

without permission again.

♪ It's really
hard to resist ♪

♪ Something
so pretty and pink ♪

♪ With a sparkly oven
and a shiny new sink ♪

♪ If this kitchen
were a canvas ♪

♪ I'd jump right in
and paint ♪

♪ But I need to get
permission first ♪

♪ It's just so hard to ♪

♪ Wait, wait,
wait for it ♪

♪ The oven's hot,
so play it cool ♪

♪ Wait, wait,
wait for it ♪

♪ Make sure someone
is there with you ♪

♪ The kitchen is better
when we're in it together ♪

♪ And that's
our golden rule ♪

♪ Wait, wait,
wait for it ♪

♪ It's great
to savor it ♪

♪ Wait, wait,
wait for it ♪

♪ Play it cool ♪

Now are we ready
for our cooking show?

Well, they don't call me
Chef Lambie for nothing.

Hey!

And then,
we put the icing on.

And this is how
you make cuddle cakes.

Let them eat cupcakes.

[Hallie] Best cupcakes
I've ever had.

And that's because
they're made with love.

I'm Chef McStuffins.

And I'm Chef Lambie.

That's our show.
Bye-bye.

[all laughing]

We gotta beat Doc.

I'm flipping
as fast as I can.

Yes! I won!

- Oh!
- So close.

Now we've each
won a game,

who's gonna
break the tie?

We are, right, Alma?

Yeah. This time,
we'll win for sure.

I accept your challenge.

Whoever flips
the most flapjacks

into Molly-Molly's mouth
wins.

[all] Ready, set...

Hold on there, kids.

Sorry to break up
the game,

but Alma, your mom
wants you home for lunch.

Aw!

And Donnie, you said
you'd help me pick veggies

from the garden.

- Yeah, but...
- It's okay.

We'll have a rematch
one of these days.

Oh, yeah, we will,
and we'll win. See ya!

Come on, Dad.
Race ya.

[both laughing]

Who's that?

My name's Molly-Molly.

Did you say Molly-Molly,

or am I hearing
double double?

Nope, you heard right.

My full name is
Molly-Molly Mouthful,

but I can tell
we're gonna be friends,

so you can call me
Molly-Molly.

I think,
from now on,

I'll go by Stuffy Stuffy
the brave brave dragon dragon.

You're a dragon?!

I'll be you'll like
my dinosaur joke.

What dinosaur
loves pancakes?

A tri-syrup-tops.

[all laughing]

Syrup. Ha ha!
I don't get it.

Don't worry.
I got lots more.

I love jokes almost as much
as I love flapjacks.

That's great.

Dragons love
flapjacks.

Love, love, love.

Can't get
enough of 'em.

Do you know what
flapjacks are?

Not so much.

Flapjacks are just
what some people call pancakes.

That's right.

You can call 'em flapjacks,
or you can call 'em pancakes.

But you know
what I call 'em?

Dee-licious!

Flippin' flapjacks
is my favorite thing to play.

Wow. She really
likes flapjacks.

[muffled]
Oh, I totally do.

I really like
you guys, too.

What was that?
I can't understand her.

Do I have
cotton in my ears?

Wait! Where are my ears?

They're gone!

Chilly, snowmen
don't have ears.

Everything's fine.

I can't understand
Molly either.

Her mouth is too full
of flapjacks.

[laughing and speaking
unintelligibly]

Wait, I got that one.

Something about a duck
and a talking mime.

That explains
everything.

Molly, let me empty
the flapjacks out

so we can understand you,
and so you don't choke.

Oh! Thanks, Doc.

Now that my mouth
is empty...

We can understand
what you're saying?

What? No.
I was gonna say,

now I can eat
more flapjacks.

Maybe you should take
a break from the flapjacks.

And do what?

Flippin' flapjacks
is all I know.

We can use the flapjacks
to, um...

play something else.

Like... restaurant!

Great idea.
Let's open up outside.

I'll be the waitress.

I'll cook.

And Chilly, you can
be the maître d'.

Maître d'?
Is that food?

I've never had it before,

and I don't like
new things.

No, Chilly.

A maître d' is the person
who greets customers

all fancy-like
at the restaurant.

Oh, fancy-like.

I can do that.

I'm already wearing
a top hat.

Great. And Molly-Molly
and I can be the customers.

Table for two, please.

Oh, right this way,
milady.

Why, thank you.

Would you like to hear
today's specials?

Not for me.

If you've got flapjacks,
that's all I need to know.

You do have flapjacks,
don't you?

Best in town.

Then bring on the jacks
and keep 'em comin'!

But... but...
the specials are baa-rilliant.

I'll hear
the specials, please.

Oh, goody.

We have a gorgeous organic
wood-grilled cheese,

a farm-to-table
pretend hot dog,

and a glass of
make-believe milk.

I'll have the grilled
cheese and a glass
of milk, please.

And flapjacks,
flapjacks, flapjacks.

Order up.
Grilled cheese,

side of milk
and flapjacks times three.

Grilled cheese
and flapjacks,

comin' up.
Flip, flip, flip.

- Order up.
- [bell dings]

- Yum.
- Thank you!

[gobbling loudly]
Delicious.

I'm sorry.
What did you say?

[muffled]
I said delicious.

I'll have
some more, please.

I think she wants more.

Comin' up.

Mmm, flapjacks.

Hey, did you hear
the one about...

[speaking unintelligibly]

Okay, now the cook's
getting tired.

More flapjacks,
please.

More?!

[sighs] Okay.

Yeah, here's more.

Molly-Molly, maybe you shouldn't
talk with your mouth full.

It's kind of hard
to understand you,

and it's not very safe.

But the flapjacks
are so good!

What?

[muffled] I said,
the flapjacks are so good.

Are there any more?

I made this flapjack tower,

and I just have
one thing to say.

[exhausted groan]

Oh, flapjacks!

[speaking unintelligibly]

[coughing and choking]

Molly-Molly,
are you okay?

[muffled talking
and coughing]

I think something's stuck.

Did you get
any of that?

No, but I recently found out
I don't have ears.

[coughing]

Now show me
what's bothering you.

It's like there's
something stuck

in the back of
my mouth.

What do you think
is wrong, Doc?

[coughing]
Am I broken?

I don't know.

Let's get you in
for a check-up.

I'm sure we can
figure out what's going on.

Howdy do there, Doc.

What have we got today?
Hiccups, hives?

Flapjacks.

Well, that's a new one.

This is Molly-Molly,

and we need to
give her a check-up quick.

♪ Time for your check-up,
time for your check-up ♪

♪ I'm gonna check your ears,
check your eyes ♪

♪ Find out how much
you've grown ♪

♪ Time for your check-up ♪

♪ I'm gonna listen
to your heartbeat ♪

♪ Fix you up
ready to go ♪

♪ Time for your check-up ♪

♪ It's okay
if you giggle ♪

♪ This will only
tickle a little ♪

♪ Time for your check-up,
time for your check-up ♪

I'm going to take
an x-ray of you.

What's an x-ray?
[coughs]

It sounds serious.

An x-ray just helps me
see inside you.

It won't
hurt a bit.

If you say so, Doc.
[coughs]

- I say so.
- And if she
says so, it's so.

Just so you know.
[laughs]

Hey, all this rhyming
is fun.

No, Stuffy.

Okay, I'm done.

With my rhyming run.

I'm all hot cross buns
and don't look at the sun,

and that's no fun.

Okay, yeah,
I'm done rhyming now.
Thanks, Lambie.

Let's see
what we can find.

Ooh-whee, look at
all those flapjacks

- jammed in there.
- Hmm.

Molly, I have
a diagnosis.

You have a case of
mouth-full-of-flapjack-itis.

That's a mouthful
of a diagnosis.

I'll flip it into
the Big Book of Boo-boos.

You've got a bunch
of flapjacks

stuck in
the back of your mouth.

That can happen when
you talk with your mouth full.

[coughing]
Can you get them out?

I'll have to do
a special toy operation,

but yes, and then you'll
feel a whole lot better.

Don't fret, sugar.

Doc will have you
fixed and flippin'
flapjacks again in no time.

Ready, Molly-Molly?

As I'll ever be.
[coughs]

Screwdriver.

Flashlight.

Hm. Now let's see.

Tweezers.

Got 'em.
Good as new.

[laughs]

I'm better!
Oh, no cough.

Thank you, Doc.

You're the best.
That's a big old relief.

Who wants to celebrate
with a plate full
of flapjacks?

I'm gonna guess
you do.

And that's great,

as long as you don't
talk with your mouth full.

So I don't get
anything stuck again?

Exactly.

♪ You've got
something to say ♪

♪ And you don't mean
to be rude ♪

♪ But we can't understand you
with a mouth full of food ♪

♪ Do yourself a favor ♪

♪ Savor the flavor ♪

♪ Enjoy your meal first ♪

♪ Save the chat for later ♪

♪ So stop now,
let the food go down ♪

♪ Here are steps to follow
so you'll know how ♪

♪ Bite off
just a little bit ♪

♪ Chew your food
and swallow it ♪

♪ Or you'll sound like... ♪
[raspy gibberish]

♪ Do yourself a favor ♪

♪ Savor the flavor ♪

♪ Enjoy your meal first,
save the chat for later ♪

Don't worry, Doc.

From now on,
I'll take smaller bites.

Chew, swallow,
and then talk.

Great.

So who's up for playing
some more restaurant?

Oh, me.

And now, it's time
for dessert.

Come on, Stuffy.

I'm the dessert chef, too?

Who do I talk to
about getting a raise?

You are just going
to love our dessert special.

It's called, um...

Stuffy, what's it called?

It's called
Stuffy's special

blueberry orange
vanilla crunchy leaf
pretend flapjack pie,

with paper whipped
cream on top.

Uh, yum!

[laughs]
Time to get flippin'.

I'm pretty...
Oops.

What I meant to say was,

Stuffy,
best dessert ever.

Well done, Molly.
I could hear every word.

Me, too.

This job is so rewarding.

Oh, just pie for everyone.

Yippee!

[Molly] Dee-licious!