03x23 - Musical Chairs

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Carole: You look nervous, Veronica.

Veronica: I'm just a little bored.

Lisa: Don't worry. I'm nervous, too.

Stevie: Gymkhana's meant to be fun.

It's not meant to be competitive.

Veronica: Then you won't mind when I beat you in every event.

Stevie: Ha. Sure, like you did last time.

How many events did you win? Uh, one.

Veronica: I had a cold.

When do we leave for the gymkhana?

Max: Right now,

if we don't want to miss the first event.

Uh, where are Desi and Simon?

Practicing musical chairs.

Silly kiddie event.

Get them down here now, please, Veronica.

Come on, Garnet. Come.

Simon: ♪ Come on, everybody, come on everybody, ♪

♪ Come on everybody, come on ♪

♪ Come on--

You sing.

Then I won't be surprised when I stop.

You're doing great. Really.

[chuckles]

I heard that.

Simon: ♪ Come on, everybody

♪ Come on everybody, come on ♪

I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

What happened to you?

My helmet strap came loose. Let's do it again.

No! It's time to go. Everyone's waiting on you.

Come on.

[phone rings]

[ring]

Max Regnery.

Come on, girl.

Desi, you've got to lead with more authority.

Murray: Yeah, show her who's boss.

Max: OK. Thanks. Bye.

Whoa, Jellybean!

Bad news, guys.

There's a big storm up in the mountains.

It caused a flash flood and washed away the bridge.

We're trapped here?

Looks like it.

For how long?

Max: Until the Emergency Service get a temporary bridge up.


So we're all sleeping over at Pine Hollow?

Mrs. Reg: Mm-hmm.

Like one big happy family.

I don't think so.

[riders complaining]

♪ Hello world

♪ This is me

♪ Life should be

♪ Mm, mm, yeah

♪ Fun for everyone

♪ Hello world

♪ Come and see

♪ Life should be

♪ Fun for everyone

[donkey brays]

[laughter]

[thunder]

Special delivery.

[laughs]

Mrs. Reg: I've managed to contact all your parents,

and they know that you're staying over.

In my days, we used to called it roughing it.

And in my day, we call it staying up all night

and cracking jokes.

Nobody will be staying up all night.

Murray: I'll take that.

I had that one!

Phil: You want it? Too slow.

Now who's too slow?

Everyone, please!

Veronica: They might be excited about roughing it,

but I'm not.

I doubt that Pine Hollow

is up to my standards of accommodation.

Careful, Veronica. I board here.

Which proves my point.

Mrs. Reg: One night won't k*ll you.

Everybody, settle down!

This is chaos.

We're going to have to come up with a way

so they can sort themselves out.

How about a leader for each group?

Oh. That's crazy enough, it might just work.

[whistles]

Mrs. Reg: Boys, you all follow Jack to the hayloft.

Girls, you're staying here with me.

Can I sleep out here?

Fine. I'll take your room.

Carole: Sorry, Veronica.

It's not up to your standard of accommodation.

Stevie: It's what you said, Veronica.

Jack: I can vouch for how comfortable the hay bales are.

I have to catch a nap up here occasionally.

Simon: This could be kind of fun.

[thunder]

Murray: OK, that's me done.

Phil: Me, too. Watch out.

Phil: Sorry, Simon. Murray made me do it.

Jack: Settle down.

You guys need to pick a group leader,

someone in charge.

That'd be me.

Fine with me. Simon?

Jack: OK, Murray, you're it.

So clean up this hay. Then you're on storm prep.

You guys are in charge of securing loose objects

and checking all doors and windows.

Murray: No problem. Got it covered.

You heard him. Clean up.

Simon: What about you?

Murray: Nah. I'm the leader.

Gah! You're gonna regret that!

[laughter]

That's where we were sleeping!

Sorry, guys, but it's the only place

where all three of us could be together.

Quick, Jess. Grab the other couch.

Veronica: Ah. Desi and I called the couches.

Mrs. Reg, there's no place for us to sleep.

You're going to have to elect a group captain,

someone to settle the disputes.

I'll do it.

Carole: I nominate Lisa.

With my experience as school house captain,

I'm the best choice, surely.

Perhaps we should have a vote on it.

You, come here.

OK, here's the thing.

If we don't vote as a bloc,

the Saddle Club will win,

and nobody wants them in charge, right?

I get enough of Lisa bossing me around at home.

If you do vote for me,

you and Jess can share a couch.

Desi and I'll sleep end to end on the other one.

Melanie: Deal.

Both of you.

Desi, we can't both run.

We'll split the vote.

Desi, if you drop out,

I promise to let you help run things.

It's better this way. You'll see.

Fine, Veronica. Whatever.

We're ready. Desi's not running.

So it's just me against Lisa.

All those in favor of Veronica,

please raise your hands.

Four hands, four votes, enough to win.

Veronica is group captain.

Stevie: You've got to be kidding.

Somebody wants Veronica in charge?

Veronica: They voted for me, didn't they?

Right. As my first order of business,

I declare Desi as vice captain.

She'll be in charge of organizing the boys

to get dinner.

[scoffs]

Well, you get on so well with Simon.

[thunder]

[sighs]

[horses whinnying]

Hold still, Prancer.

It's like she knows why I'm tagging her.

Stevie: Don't worry, Belle.

It's just if you get spooked and run away,

whoever finds you can return you.

[booming thunder]

Shh. Shh. OK.

You'll be fine, girl.

It's OK, Belle.

Desi: How are the noodles, Murray?

Are they cooked?

How are you doing, noodle dudes?

They're not even out of the packet.

Oh, you wanted them cooked?

Now!

How's the stroganoff, Simon?

[sniffs]

I think it could use a little something.

Can I trust you to adjust the seasoning?

[French accent] They do not call me

Simon the gastronomic for nothing.

What do I do with them?

Simon: You boil water.

You do know how to do that, don't you?

Hey. I'm the boss, remember.

Little respect here.

[thunder]

[Trouble brays]

We have to think of something.

He can't stay out here all by himself.

We could sleep out here with him.

They'd never let us.

Everybody bosses us around.

Just because they're bigger than us.

When I grow up, I'll boss them around.

That'll show them.

[thunder]

[braying]

We can't leave him here.

Max: Come on, girls. Get inside.

Jess: Er...

we're just airing out our sleeping bags.

Er, it looks like your sleeping bag's in trouble.

Or should I say, Trouble's in your sleeping bag.

How did you get under there?

Can we bring him into the lounge?

Max: He'll be OK in the feed room.

Please, Max. Trouble hates storms!

Max: It's dry and snug. He'll be OK.

[indistinct chatter]

Murray: While you guys do the dishes,

we're gonna grab some DVD's.

Veronica: Beat you to it.

Phil: "Two Weeks in Paris."

What's that?

It's a contemporary drama.

Boring.

They're all chick flicks.

Phil: Where's "Deathstar Showdown"?

Murray: Or "Attack of the Barbarians"?

Stevie: And after "Two Weeks in Paris,"

it's "Equestrian Olympic Highlights."

[Murray and Phil groan]

Finished?

What was that?

Stroganoff.

I'm not sure about the "strog,"

but it was definitely off.

[thunder]

You know how you could fix that?

I'll tell you for nothing.

You could've helped cook it.

You're always bossing people around and complaining,

but you never join in and help.

What's got into you?

Uh-oh.

[laughter]

Stevie: Hey, my turn. OK.

A girl rode her horse up the mountain on Friday.

She returned the next day on Friday.

How'd she do that?

Jess: Ooh, I know!

Because she wanted to miss a week of school.

Veronica: She asked how, not why.

Jess: Well, excuse me for breathing.

Simon: She entered a time warp?

Lisa: I've got it!

Her horse's name was Friday!

Stevie: Yup!

[screams]

Phil and Murray: Ooooh!

Desi: OK, show's over, comedians.

Simon: And don't mess with electricity, guys.

That wasn't us.

Act your age, not your shoe size.

Give me the spider

or I'm gonna make you eat it.

Desi: That's better. Now behave.

Let's tell ghost stories.

Simon: I've got a good one.

Veronica: Uh, no scary stuff in front of the little kids.

Jess: Who, us?

We love ghost stories!

Stevie: What's the matter, Veronica?

Afraid of a little make believe?

I'm not afraid.

But I'm captain, and I say no!

Just because you're captain

doesn't make you the boss of everybody.

What's got into you?

Carole: We want to hear your story, Simon.

I'm not supposed to.

You can't tell Mrs. Reg that I told you.

I promised I wouldn't.

Why did she make you promise

you wouldn't tell us a ghost story?

Simon: Because it's not a story.

It actually happened here at Pine Hollow.

See, there's this horse called Igor.

Veronica, weakly: Uh, don't worry, Jess.

It's just a silly little story.

Simon: By day, Igor was a lovable horse,

but by night, he was different.

They tried to stop him by chaining him up.

But he broke free,

and his victims heard him coming

by the chains he dragged behind him.

Lisa: And what did he do to his victims?

Desi: He ate them!

Murray: But--but horses--

horses can't eat people.

Igor was carnivorous.

Jess: What's carnivorous?

Igor ate flesh...

human flesh.

Now Igor's hungry ghost haunts Pine Hollow

looking for something or someone to eat.

You know he's coming

when you hear the sound of the chains

dragging behind him.

[heavy object pulled across floor]

[kids screaming]

Phil: That's not funny, Simon.

Simon: I'm not doing anything.

Carole: It's not funny anymore, Desi.

It is Igor.

Murray: Simon, OK, joke's over.

Lisa: Cut it out, Desi!

[weakly] We'll be fine, I'm sure.

It's Igor!

Igor...

the donkey?

How did he get in here?

We couldn't leave him outside.

Jess: It was too scary.

Stevie: Not as scary as in here.

[triangle clangs]

Rise and shine, sleepy-heads.

What's the big idea?

We're trying to sleep here.

The storms made a big mess.

We got to clean it up.

Hit that thing again,

and I'll make Igor look like a kid's fairy tale.

Grouch.

[clang]

[clanging]

Stevie: Oh. I had nightmares all night last night.

Lisa: It's not like any of us got much sleep

after Simon's ghost story.

It was Desi who did the real damage.

[Veronica screaming]

[braying]

Trouble!

Jess: It's a good excuse to buy some new ones.

Veronica: These were my favorites!

Lisa: You've got tons of others

in your locker, Veronica.

Why don't you go look?

Glad to be out of here.

Yup, it was the fuse, all right.

Mrs. Reg: Actually, Veronica,

we're going to need you as group captain

to organize getting this place straightened up.

I resign, effective immediately.

Jess: Come on, Trouble.

Melanie: We know when we're not wanted.

Max: Sounds like everyone is suffering

from a bit of cabin fever.

Maybe we should organize our own gymkhana.

Blow out all the cobwebs.

Lisa: That's a great idea!

Stevie: I Wonder how the horses made it through the night.

Carole: Let's go see.

This place is a pigsty. Team captains!

Murray went back to sleep.

Veronica quit.

Looks like it's you.

We're not the captains.

Mrs. Reg: But you're sensible and responsible.

So we have to do all the work?

Welcome to my world.

So what got into you last night?

We were just telling ghost stories.

No. I was telling ghost stories.

You were doing something else.

There was a lot of paprika in the dinner.

I can't eat it. I'm sensitive to it.

Scary.

It's good in a way.

It makes me say things

I usually keep bottled up.

So why did you put so much paprika in?

Me! You upended the spice jar.

No. There was none in it from the start.

Oh.

So maybe that was really you?

Got anything else to add?

You could win the gymkhana today.

You're a good rider now.

Don't be so nice.

Reach out and take what's yours.

Everybody gangs up on you, don't they, Trouble?

That's so true.

People should treat you with more respect, eh, boy?

They should treat us with more respect.

How can we make them do that?

Something unusual.

Melanie: Yeah. That's good.

Something they won't expect.

Yeah!

What?

Hey, it'll come to me.

What?!

Jess: Jack, we need your advice...

Jack: Uh-huh.

Is it about Trouble?

Sort of.

But also about creating our own nation.

Well, that's something you don't hear every day.

We're calling it the Republic of Donkeymania.

Jess: It's only for kids under 12

and donkeys

and you, Jack.

Me. Why me?

We need a leader.

Like a president.

Someone big.

Big?

So you can make the other kids do what we want.

That's not what a president's for.

Yes, it is.

We watch the news.

No, no, no.

Politicians don't get their way by force.

How do they, then?

Lots of ways-- laws, tax.

Tax is grabbing money, right?

Yeah.

Now you're talking.

You've got the job, Jack.

Max: Good news, everybody.

The repair crew have nearly finished the bridge.

Mrs. Reg: Oh. Excellent.

We were just setting up our gymkhana.

Max: Well, your parents will be keen to see you,

so let's just make it one event.

Murray: Bending poles. Phil: Sack races.

Stevie: Stepping stones. Veronica: Egg and spoon.

Mrs. Reg: Ah. Slow down.

We'll never narrow it down to one event.

Well, then let's make it captain's choice.

Veronica: Egg and spoon! Murray: Bending poles!

Murray: Bending poles! Veronica: Egg and spoon.

Veronica: Stop it. Murray: You stop it.

Mrs. Reg: No. Both of you stop it.

Murray, while you were asleep

and, Veronica, you were fussing over your footwear,

Desi and Simon stepped up to the plate.

So with responsibility comes reward.

Your choice.

That's not fair!

I agree with him for once.

Too bad. Desi, Simon, your call.

Desi and Simon: Musical chairs.

Melanie: Two bucks, please.

Jess: Each, please.

Lisa: What? Jess: Pay up.

What are you talking about?

If you want to pass through Donkeymania,

you need a green card.

And what if we don't pay?

Jess: No green card. Melanie: Sorry.

What's the money for?

Jess: To feed and shelter Trouble.

Stevie: Well, OK,

but only because we love Trouble.

Don't lose it.

Pleasure doing business.

Jess: OK, form an orderly line, please,

and get your money out.

Mrs. Reg: Are you ready? Hands up!

[music starts]

[music stops]

[spectators shouting at once]

Mrs. Reg: Come on! Come on! Move! You, come on! Come on!

Move it! You, come on!

[horses whinnying]

Mrs. Reg: Come on! Come on! Move! You, come on! Come on!

[music starts]

♪ School is out

♪ It's the start of the weekend ♪

♪ Grab the phone, call the girls and guys ♪

♪ We're out in the sunshine

♪ Ridin' and a-laughin'

♪ Until we see the stars at night ♪

♪ And when the horses...

Lisa: Focus, Desi.

Carole: You can do it, Desi.

You've got her on the run, Simon.

Tight circles, Desi.

Put the pressure on, Simon.

Singer: ♪ ...And I want you to hold me tight... ♪

Go, Desi.

[music stops]

[spectators shouting at once]

Mrs. Reg: Come on! Come on! Move! You come on! Come on!

Come on!

Whoa!

No more Mr. Nice guy.

That wasn't very nice, Simon.

You're disqualified.

Phil: He was robbed.

Did you set me up?

You'll never know.

[chuckles]

Hi.

Simon said there was no paprika in dinner.

Yeah.

So you meant what you said?

I guess.

I'm glad I know what you really think.

That's how friends are with each other,

honest.

OK. Then I want--

Don't push it, Desi.

[chuckles]

Melanie and Jess: ♪ We're cool, we're cool ♪

♪ We're cooler than you think ♪

♪ We're cool, we're cool

♪ But you guys really stink ♪

♪ We're cool, we're--

Melanie: Stop!

You are now entering the Republic of Donkeymania.

Can I see your green card?

I haven't got one.

Then it's two dollars, please.

OK, I'll give you two dollars,

if you give me, oh,

I don't know, about 120.

$120? For what?

Trouble's room and board.

Are you sure it's that much?

Mm-hmm. And that's not counting Trouble's enclosure,

the vet bills, the damage to property,

Mom's flower beds--

Jess: Uh, Jack. Can you give us a hand here?

Melanie: We need to renegotiate a debt.

Ah. Speaking of debt, when is my first pay?

Melanie: Pay?!

For being President of Donkeymania.

Melanie: Uh...

Can we pay you in green cards?

The ones Trouble's eating?

Running a country is expensive.

And the big kids are still bossing us around.

Looks like it's the Troubled Republic

of Donkeymania now.

[no rattling] You can say that again.

♪ Woke up to a rainbow ♪

♪ Through my window ♪

♪ Haven't seen one in years ♪

♪ This day is a treasure ♪

♪ Made to measure

♪ Then it all disappears ♪

♪ There's no place that I need to be ♪

♪ And there's time for me to be happy ♪

All: ♪ Just because

♪ It's the way that I'm feeling ♪

♪ I don't need any reason to smile ♪

♪ Just because

♪ It's the way that I'm feeling ♪

♪ The sky is clearing

♪ And I'm riding free as the wind ♪

♪ Don't move

♪ Don't move

♪ There's

♪ A butterfly on your shoulder ♪

♪ It's so good to just kick around ♪

♪ And not even care

♪ Not even care

♪ We can ride anywhere ♪

Lisa and Stevie: ♪ Together

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Just because

♪ It's the way that I'm feeling ♪

♪ I don't need any reason

All: ♪ Just because

♪ It's the way that I'm feeling ♪

♪ I don't need any reason

♪ Just because

♪ It's the way that I'm feeling ♪

♪ The sky is clearing

♪ And I'm riding free as the wind ♪

♪ Just because

♪ It's the way that I'm feeling ♪

♪ I don't need any reason to smile ♪

♪ Just because

♪ It's the way that I'm feeling ♪

♪ The sky is clearing

♪ And I'm riding free as the wind ♪

Lisa: ♪ Just because

All: ♪ Ooh, ooh

[laughter]