04x17 - A Doggie Biskit

[bunniefuu]

-[sighing]: The sun is shining,

the birds are singing...

It's a beautiful day.

-It's the worst day ever.

-Aw, come on Zoe, this walk is supposed to help you

forget about being barred from that lousy dog show.

-Lousy? Dear,

the Upper Crust Purebred Dog Show

is the premiere competition.

Which, apparently,

thinks my breed is too "wild"

for serious competition!

Me, too wild?

HOW DARE THEY?!

[barking and gasping]

[embarrassed laugh]

-Uh, Zoe? Everyone's staring!

-STARE! STARE AT THE WILD DOG!

[barking and gasping]

[barking down to whimpering]

-Oh... I'm sorry you're so bummed, Zoe.

-[sighing]: All I ever wanted

was to compete in the Upper Crust Purebred Dog Show.

-Oh, that's all you ever wanted?

How about a BELLY RUB?!

[laughter]

-[sighing]: Maybe those judges

are right. At times, I can get a little...

Duyy!

-Guyy!

-Blythe, are you making fun of me?

-No... Look! Isn't that..?

...Mrs. Biskit?!

-[both]: Guuuh!

-Good morning, sweeties!

Guess whose regular pet camp is overbooked

and is joining us for a return visit?

-Scout Kerry? -Captain Cuddles?

-Mr. Von Fuzzlebutt? -It's so cute

when it seems like they answer me.

Wiggles McSunbask,

come on down!

-Welcome back Wiggles!

[excited expressions]

[roar]

[gasps and shrieks]

-♪♪ You think about all the things ♪

♪ That you love to do It all comes true ♪

♪ You find a place you never knew ♪

♪ Where you're happy to

♪ Just be you We can be ♪

♪ Who we wanna be

♪ At Littlest Pet Shop

♪ You and me We can be ♪

♪ Who we wanna be

♪ At Littlest Pet Shop

♪ You and me ♪

[roaring]

-Ah! I don't get it. Wasn't Wiggles nice

at the end of his last visit?

-I guess it didn't take.

-OK, everybody, back away

slooowly. -Or we could just run!

[gasping]

-Please don't eat me!

-[kind of choking]: Huh?

Oh, heh! I'm not going to eat you.

Sometimes when I stay in my carrier too long,

I get a leg cramp. [straining]

Oh yeah, that feels better.

I know, I know...

The last time I was here, I was kind of a bully,

but I'm totally changed

He he he! Actually,

not just changed; I'm empowered.

Thanks to this!

- "The Power of You?"

-This book showed me that

my insecurity was the problem.

The Power is a proven method

to improve and actualize a new self in just simple steps.

-Mm-hm. Sounds interesting,

but we all want to get back to our Saturday of doing nothing.

-Nothing, but improving YOU!

Who wants to learn more? -US!

-Guh!

-...and although it may have seemed

like I was never around, in fact,

I was dedicating all my time

to raising my darling daughters,

Whittany and Brittany.

-Darling daughters?

-The mom's always the last to know.

-But as they got older,

they needed me less, so...

bibby-bobby, my friends said:

♪ "Eliza, find a hobby."

I've tried them all,

but finally, I found my true calling.

That's my Poppy Pawsley.

She has all the makings of a PDSC champion.

-The PDSC? What's that? [Zoe growling]

-The Purebred Dog Show Circuit.

-The ones who think I'm too wild to participate?

[barking] -Oh dear...

she's a feisty one.

-Belly rub! -Aah...

-[gasping]: Blythe!

You're amazing with dogs!

I need help with Poppy. Could you

come to the mansion and work your magic on her?

-Um... Well... I'd like to help,

but ah-- [barking]

-Oh! Ring-a-ling!

Hello? [incomprehensible chatter]

Oh hello,

my darling girls!

♪ Getting a call from your girls ♪

♪ There's nothing like it in-- -[MOTHER!!]

-All right, all right, I'll stop.

-Blythe, what're you doing? Tell her you'll help!

-I don't know anything about training purebreds.

-But I do! -You want to help

Whittany and Brittany's mother?

-She's a nice lady

Her singing's a little "guuuh", but, still...

-Come on, what's your real reason?

-OK, fine. If I can't compete

in that contest myself, then I'll win it as a trainer.

That'll show those snobs who's "too wild".

-But, being at the Biskit mansion?

What about Whittany and Brittany?

-Oh, I simply knew

you'd love shopping camp! Have a fun stay!

-Problem solved! They're not home.

-I don't know... -You won't have to do anything.

I'll do it all! Say yes,

please? [whimpering]

-Ugh! Okay, I'll help.

-...and The Power showed me the outer bounds

of my inner limits. So I went from this...

to this.

Let's all say it together: Power!

-POWER! -I'm awake!!

[yawning]: Thank you, Wiggles.

That was certainly...

a presentation.

-Glad you liked it. Here!

-Oh, no... I couldn't! Really.

-Ah, but you can.

I insist.

-[sighing]: If anyone needs me

I'll be in the exercise tube...

reading.

-...and back here

is the dog house. It used to be the girls' playhouse,

but they outgrew it. -How do you outgrow

that?!

-Whoa!

It's shangri-dog.

-OK, my sweetie-weetie, Blythy-whythie

is going to see if she can get you

ready for today's competition.

-So what seems to be the problem?

-In the early rounds, nothing.

Poppy is a portrait

of purebred perfection.

But then comes the final round.

[growling]

[barking and growling]

-Disaster, every single time.

-It might be time to give up.

-Give up? Ha! Never!

I am a doer!

♪♪ A doer is a quitter who quit quitting ♪

♪ Like a stander is a sitter who quit sitting ♪

-Does she always do that?

-♪ And if you do like I do

♪ Then you too, will see it through 'cause you-er ♪

♪ Will always be a do-er a one-er and-a two-er ♪

-Blythe, say something, maybe she'll stop singing.

-OK, I'll get started! -♪ A singer is a talker

♪ Who--Really? -Yes!

I know just what to do.

-Wonderful! Competition starts in hours.

Ha-Ha! Tah-tah!

-I have no idea what to do.

-I told you, I...

do.

OK, we'd better get to it.

-I'd actually prefer that you stop talking.

-Whoa, what's with the 'tude?

-That's not 'tude, Blythe, that's refinement.

She's a Landingham Pekingese, a breed known for pride,

elegance and grace. Now Poppy,

Mrs. Biskit says some of the competitions give you trouble.

But the problem isn't you.

The problem is Mrs. Biskit.

A newbie doesn't know how to train you properly

for every round. Luckily, I'm no newbie.

Blythe, be a dear and bring me that hoop.

-If you think I am going to prance through a bunch

of training exercises, you are sorely mistaken.

-Of course not! Landingham Pekingese

don't learn by doing, they learn by observing.

Blythe..? -Right. OK Zoe,

jump. -Oh, no, dear,

I'm the trainer. -Uh, then,

who's going to jump through the hoop? Me?

-Hey, that's

my castle piece!

-No it is not! It is mine!

-Let go! [groaning and grunting]

-Boys, boys... Why the conflict?

-Uh, 'cause we're playing 'Masters of Conflict'.

-The game of never trusting your enemy.

-The real problem is, how can you

trust another when you don't trust... yourself?

-What are you talking about? -Step :

"Trust you, trust me." Hold out your arms.

[groans] -See?

That's the Power!

-[both]: Whoa...

-Should we try it? -Mm-hm!

-Ouch! Ow!

-Hey!

-Step : "That which we want,

we must manifest." So...

manifest the banana!

-You mean, climb up and get it? No prob!

-No-no-no-no-no. The Power

teaches that if we think hard enough,

the thing we want will come to us.

Manifest!

-Banaaana...

Banaaana...

[whistle blowing] -Ok! Now it's time

to put it all together! Elegant Bathing!

[loose-lipped shaking blubber]

-Ugh, I feel ridiculous. -Ah-ah! Complain like a dog...

-Woof! Woof! -Bone burying!

Double-time!

Notice how Blythe gets her nose

under the bone to bury it?

Good girl.

-Ugh, can this get any more embarrassing?

-Now... fetch!

-Umph!

Ugh... -Blythe?

-Whittany, Brittany?!

You're supposed to be at shopping camp!

-We were, but we bought everything so they, like --

Rhh! --kicked us out.

-What are you doing? -And, why are you, like,

doing it here? -Your mom asked me to do this.

-[snickering]: What? Act like a dog?

-[laughing]: Hilar!

We totes need a pic.

[shutters clicking away] [spit]

-No, I'm training Poppy.

So if I could get back to it--

-Mother asked YOU to train Poppy?

-[sighing]: It's like that dog

is all she cares about.

-♪ A tisket, a tasket who doesn't love a basket... ♪

...of homemade biscuits?!

-Why would mother spend all of her time on some purebred

instead of us?! -Gee, I wonder.

-OK, back to work!

Poppy, show us what you learned.

-Mm... I prefer not to.

-What the bark? What do you mean:

"I prefer not to"? The contest

is in a few hours and I wanna win.

Wanna see you win.

-I have no interest in practicing.

-WHAT?! Uh-oh,

I feel a case of the "wilds" coming on...

[growling] -Zoe,

try to calm down.

You said Landingham Pekingese are proud, right?

So... appeal to her pride.

-Ah... yes, her pride!

Poppy... Is it that you don't want to compete...

or that you can't? -Huh?!

-[gasping]: She's a natural!

You are a shoo-in to win!

-True, but my intention is to lose.

-I just ran around on my hands and knees

for an hour, not to mention humiliated myself

in front of the Biskits, and it was all for nothing?

COULD THIS DAY GET ANY WORSE?!

[Splash!] -Don't help

my mother's dog!

-Seriously, Blythe, stop asking

things like that OUT LOUD!!

-I don't understand, Poppy...

You're gonna throw the contest?

-What purebred doesn't want to be a champion?

-If not for you, what about Mrs. Biskit?

She wants it so badly.

-Don't you like her? -Oh, I adore her.

We're women of leisure. I am quite happy here.

[car horn] -Oh there you are, Blythe!

[gasping]: And there's my widdle

pwize winner.

Today will be the day that you win it all.

I just know it!

-Wow!

Who would ever fall for pages of THIS nonsense?

-TRUUUST! -Umph!!

-Minka, what on earth are they doing?

-[panting]: Banana...

Must... manifest... banana...

-Forget them!

What on earth are you doing? -Manifesting her want!

-Ah... Step .

And Vinnie and Sunil are doing the Step

trust exercise. What's next?

The Rule of Going Second?

-No, after you!

-What have you done to the pets?

-I have helped them find themselves.

-They're most definitely not themselves!

-BANAANAAA!!

HA HA HA HA HA!!

[monkey shrieks] -This isn't a self-help book,

It's a self-"WEIRD" book.

-[gasping]: Did you just call me weird?

-I actually prefer the old, mean Wiggles to this.

-You want that mean guy back?

Fine!

[loud roar] -AH!

Why do I do that Blythe thing of saying stuff out loud?!

[loud roar]

-[MC]: Welcome to the Upper Crust Purebred Dog Show.

Next up: Lady Ladyfinger.

[applause]

-Ha! Poppy would crush this girl.

-Ugh, I don't get it.

Why is she gonna throw the competition?

-Ooh, I'm so nervous.

Blythe, do you have any last minute advice?

-Uh, Me? -Yes, you.

Unless you're saying Zoe trained her... Oh ho ho!

Anyhoo, let's talk.

-Guh! If anyone needs us, we'll be at the souvenir stand.

-Mrs. Biskit is so sweet.

Pardon the pun, but why won't you throw her a bone?

You have as much style and grace as these other dogs...

And with what I've taught you... -I do not care to discuss it.

-But you're as pure as any of those purebreds.

-I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!

-[gasping]: You have spotted paws.

-Ah! So..?

-So, Landingham Pekingese have grey paw pads.

Poppy...You're not a purebred.

-That's ridiculous! I am--

a hundred percent purebred.

"Fuh-get" about it!

-That's why you always bail on the final round.

The inspection! You're worried

if Mrs. Biskit finds out you're not a purebred,

she'll get rid of you. -Get outta here with that.

- Final contestant: Poppy Pawsley.

-Ooh! It's time, snookums.

Oh! Oh, dear!

[groaning]

[laughing nervously]: It appears she won't move...

- Poppy to the floor in one minute

or you will forfeit. -[gasping]: Forfeit?

But, I'm a doer!

♪ A doer is a quitter who quit quitting... ♪

-Mother, we need money.

-Hold on, Brittany, something's wrong.

-Don't mind me.

Just wallowing in the fact that your mother isn't

a very good mother to dogs.

-It's OK, mommy, you still have Cashmere and Velvet.

-Yeah... they're like

your grand- chinchilla...dren.

-♪ Fiddle-diddle, dydle-do

♪ You love me and I love you

-Blythe, it turns out Poppy isn't a pure 'Landing Peeky',

and she's worried she'll get the boot if Mrs. Biskit finds out.

-Oh..! Well...

[inaudible whispering]

-You think so?

-I KNOWS so!

-What is it, girl? -I think Poppy is ready

to compete now, Mrs. Biskit. [gasping]

-Well, color me thrilled!

[laughing]: Let's go!

-I got her wallet.

[growling]

-Hold it! What about Rule :

"When we're in pain, we inflict pain"?

Ugh! Now I'M quoting that book.

[straining]

[sobs]

-I'm a fraud!

That book didn't give me no self-confidence.

It didn't give me nothing except a bunch

of empty catchphrases. [sobbing]

-It's OK, Wiggles. Everyone lacks confidence

every once in a while. -Yeah I know,

but... but there's this girl alligator

at my regular camp,

and I've been trying to work up the nerve

to talk to her, and...

this was my last hope!

I might as well run off to the sewers!

-You don't need The Power of You,

You just need the power of... YOU!

-Isn't that the same thing? -I think what Pepper means

is: you just need to be yourself.

-You really think so? -Sure,

any girl would like the guy you are right now:

Vulnerable, modest... kind!

-Although brushing those teeth wouldn't hurt...

-Mm-hm! -Gee,

thanks for the encouragement, everyone.

I'll give it a try. Oh here,

Russell... a souvenir.

-Uh...Thanks?

[applause]

-Poppy ran that course just like you showed her, Zoe.

-Like WE showed her.

By the way, Blythe, what did you whisper to her back there?

-I told her that she just needs to be herself.

Purebred or not, it's obvious

that Mrs. Biskit will always love her.

Uh-oh. The moment of truth...

-[gasping]: Spotted?!

This magnificent creature

is not a purebred!

[gasping all around]

-Guh! Oh, who cares?!

You're my sweetie

and I love you.

♪ When it doesn't go your way

♪ Don't let it ruin your day

-"Purest Mix Breed!"

Ha! I can't believe they created

a whole new division for Poppy.

And they did it so fast, I didn't even get

to finish my song. -Congratulations, Mrs. Biskit.

-Thank you, Blythe,

but this victory is also yours.

-And yours,

Zoe.

-...and then his owner showed up and he went home.

I hope it all goes OK with the girl gator.

-Wow, what a day!

I'm glad everything is back to normal.

-Come on, manifest it!

MUST manifest it!

-Well, almost everything.

[theme music]

-♪ We can be who we wanna be

♪ At Littlest Pet Shop

♪ You and me