02x25 - Wacky Wednesday/The Chipmunk and Catfish

[bunniefuu]

- ALVIN:
Hello, sports fans,

we'll be going into triple over-
time if he can score right now.

- Oh!

Whoa. Oh.

- All right,
it's the amazing Alvin

against the incredible
Theodore.

- What?

Wait, wait!
- [grunts]

- Uh, time.

I'm the amazing Theodore,
you're the incredible Alvin.

- [laughs]

You mean the incredibly
annoyed Alvin.

[gasps]

Oh, no!

- [bushes rustling]

- [gasps]
What is it?

- It's the principal.

Don't make a move.

As soon as she leaves,
we'll get out of here.

- Oh, hello,
Alvin and Theodore.

- ALVIN: Hi.
- THEODORE: [gasps]

- I'm so sorry.
I mean I wasn't...

I was, you know,
roped into it, whatever it was,

and I...I, you know, I said,
no, no, I don't, I won't,

the principal will be upset.

I...I can't be
a part of this. I'm so--

- Alvin, I am not here
to punish you.

- Wha...what?

- I'm looking for
my cat, Beatrice.

[sighing]
She's gone missing.

- Oh.

- I'd love some help posting
signs around the neighborhood,

if you wouldn't mind.

- [laughs]
No problem.

Theodore, you need to
help the principal.

- Well, that's the last one.

- Do you think someone
will find your cat?

- Oh, I really hope
so, Theodore.

I miss her so much.

- ♪

- "Dear Mrs. Principal.

I am so sorry
your cat is lost."

Hm, that's not good.

- What are you
doing, Theodore?

- I...I'm writing a note
to the principal,

hoping she finds her cat.

But I...I don't know
what to say exactly.

- Well, that's
very thoughtful.

If I were you, I'd just write
something from the heart.

- [watch beeping]
- Oh, no, I...I'm late.

- Hmm, from the heart.

"Dear Mrs. Principal.

My heart is really
sad about your--"

- [pencil lead snaps]
- Oh, nuts.

- [music box playing
pretty tune]

- Uh, Dave, can...
can I just give

this to the principal,
instead?

- Huh?

Oh, sure, yeah, I...
I gotta run, Theodore.

- [music box playing music]

- Oh, Theodore, it's so lovely
and so sweet of you.

- Well, I...I know it's not
the same as your cat.

But maybe she'll hear the song
and...and come back.

- I'll cherish this forever.
[kisses]

- [humming music box tune]

- What's that tune
you're humming?

- Oh, just something that
makes me feel good.

[humming music box tune]

- OFFICER: Now you are
absolutely certain,

would bet your life on it
that this music box was stolen?

- Absolutely.

I always keep it in
this drawer and...

and I've looked everywhere.

- [gasps]

- Okay now, is anything
else missing?

Out of Place? Askew?

Looking weird to you?

- Not that I can tell.

- Now that is strange,
wouldn't you say?

Someone sneaks in here,
he's all quiet,

goes through all this work,
just to take a music box.

Must be pretty valuable,
I imagine.

- No, not...not...no, but...
but sentimental value.

- Whoa, okay,
sentimental value.

Don't tell me
your nana gave it to you.

- Well, yes, she did.

- Okay now, serious question.

Should I call in
a nation-wide search,

or should the whole
police force be enough?

- Well, I...I don't know that
you need the, you know,

the whole police force,
but...but, thank you.

- No, Mr. Seville,
this is such a major case.

I mean a missing music box.

I'm not gonna sleep
until it's solved,

and when I catch this thief,

you can be absolutely certain
that we will keep

this criminal in jail
for the rest of his life.

Good day to you.

- What?

- Welcome to an all-new episode
of "Criminals on the Loose."

What follows is a tale of
tragedy and betrayal,

a story of a boy turning against
a family who loved him,

stealing his great
nana's music box

and paying
the ultimate price.

- [cell door clangs]

- Excuse me, sir, but, uh,
I believe that that is my mush.

- Not anymore, twerp,

and if you say anything to
the guard, I'll eat you next.

[laughing]
- Help, please, help!

- Theodore, are you okay?

- Uh, uh, no.

Yes, yes.

Bye.

- Okay, totally weird.

- Music box.

What a waste of my time.

- [engine starts]

- Theodore?
Theodore?

- "If found, please
contact David Seville."

- Dave, have you
seen Theodore?

- No, no.

Oh, Alvin, you...you haven't
seen a music box, have you?

It's just that it's missing
and it...it meant a lot to me.

It had this, you know,
beautiful melody.

[humming music box tune]

- [humming tune with Dave]

- Have you heard it before?
- Oh, that?

No, no, it's just
a catchy little tune.

Um, anyway, um, gotta run.
Lots of homework.

- [muffled crunching]

- Okay, Theodore, come on.
What's up?

- THEODORE: And that's the whole
truth and nothing but the truth.

I...I don't wanna go
to prison, Alvin.

But the policeman
promised Dave he...

he'd throw
the thief in jail.

- All right, well, what
we decide right now at...

at this very moment is going to
decide your fate forever.

So, you know,
we just gotta, you know,

come up with the right thing.

But, you know,
no...no pressure.

- Oh.

May...maybe we should
talk to Simon.

- Oh, please,
he's got no fresh ideas.

- Oh, well, what
about Jeanette?

- Jeanette?
Come, come on.

This is way out
of her league.

- El...Eleanor?

- She might blab.

- Oh, then...then who?

- I'll tell you who
--Brittany.

- You really think
she'll help me?

- Theodore, please, when I ask,
all I hear is--

- BRITTANY:
Absolutely not.

- What? We're talking
jail time here.

Theodore is not going to do well
behind bars, Brittany.

- Well, first of all,

I don't believe Theodore
took the music box.

I think you did, to score some
points with the principal.

- Well, that's why you would--
- I'm not finished.

That being said,

I don't want Dave to lose
his grandmother's music box.

But the only way
to get it back

is for you to tell
the truth to the principal.

Really, giving away
stuff that's not yours.

Shame on you.

- Can I talk now?

- Yes.

- The truth never works.

- And how would you know that?

- Because I just told you the
truth, and you don't believe me.

Come on, Theodore, we've got
a lot of work to do.

- [music box music playing]

- ♪ Whatever it takes
to make you happy ♪

♪ When I get you a gift

♪ You just give it away

♪ Whatever it takes
to make you happy ♪

♪ Anything for a smile

♪ I can make it worthwhile

♪ Anything, anywhere

♪ What would you like

♪ I will send it there

♪ I only wanna see
your beautiful smile ♪

♪ Make a wish

♪ I will bring

♪ Think of a song
you want me to sing ♪

♪ I only wanna see
your beautiful smile ♪

♪ Whatever it takes
to make you happy ♪

♪ When I get you a gift

♪ You just give it away

♪ Whatever it takes
to make you happy ♪

♪ Anything for a smile

♪ I can make it
worthwhile ♪♪

- Hey, hi, hi, Dave.

- Hey, guys,
what are you doing?

- What are we doing
here, Dave?

Oh, not much--

just racking our brains over
this missing music box.

- Any ideas on who might
have taken it?

- Not yet, but we're closing in
on him, I can be sure of that.

But every true detective,
like myself,

knows that you always start
at the scene of the crime.

Shall we?

All right, let's go
over everything,

and I mean no detail
is too small,

that you did on the day of
the crime in question.

First of all,
where were you sitting?

- At my desk.

- All right, good.

And can you please point
out the desk in question?

- [sighs]
Right here.

- Let the jury take note

that the alleged victim
is seated at his desk.

Please, go on,
Mr. Seville.

- Well, I was going
over some papers and--

- And what papers were those,
Mr. Seville?

- Your report card.
You got another D minus.

- Objection, irrelevant.

Let's just stay with the facts
of the case, shall we?

- Look, Alvin,
I was sitting here.

I remembered the music box,

I went to look for it,
and it was gone.

- Uh-huh, very interesting.

- Very interesting.

- Will you please repeat

your exact actions that day
for us now, Mr. Seville?

Um, my associate and I will
need a brief recess,

but we'll get
right back to you.

- You thief!

- I have no idea what
you're talking about.

- [door opens]
- Hi, Alvin.

Is everything all right?

- Oh, yes, yes, ma'am.

Everything
is just wonderful.

- Alvin, please tell
Theodore once again

how much I love
the music box.

- Oh, I...I sure will.
Thank you. Thank you.

All right now I...I know that
it's not perfect, Theodore,

but, you know,
it's better than prison.

So you're going to hide out
in the forest, you know,

until we can get this
thing all sorted out,

and I'm going to bring
you food every day.

- Bring cookies.
Lots of them.

- Okay what's going on?

You know what? Forget...
forget that.

I...I don't wanna know.

- Maybe I should
just tell the truth.

- And go to the slammer?

Come on, Theodore,
think clearly!

Oh, oh, sure, you know,
maybe you can get out

in a few years for
good behavior.

But...but do you
wanna risk that?

- [gasps]
No!

- Exactly.

Now we'll sneak you out tonight
when Simon's snoring.

- No, look!
- [gasps]

- What...what is
she doing here?

- Well, isn't it obvious?

She wants to see you
hauled away by the police.

- [doorbell rings]
- You've gotta run, Theodore.

Run like you've
never run before,

and don't look back!

- Huh? Oh!

- Oh, no. What did
Alvin do this time?

- It's not Alvin.

You see, I saw your post
on the internet,

and I think I have
your music box.

- Great.

- I don't wanna
go to jail!

- DAVE:
Theodore!

You're not going to jail.

- I...I'm not?

Really?

- [cat meowing]

- ALVIN: Hey, look at that.
It's your cat.

- Oh, my Beatrice.

- Well, look at this.

I find a music box, and now
I find the principal's cat.

Wait, wait a minute, wasn't
there a reward for that?

Say, I don't know,
like a day off from school?

Maybe two days?

I mean, who am I to tell you
the value of your own cat?

- Alvin!