02x03 - 11 Louds A Leapin'

[bunniefuu]

♪ Crashing through
the crowded halls ♪

♪ Dodging girls
like Ping-Pong balls ♪

♪ Just to reach the bathroom
on time ♪

♪ Leaping over laundry piles ♪

♪ Diapers you can smell
for miles ♪

♪ Guy's got to do
what he can to survive ♪

♪ In the Loud house ♪

♪ In the Loud house ♪

♪ Duck, dodge, push, and shove ♪

♪ Is how we show our love ♪

♪ In the Loud house,
in the Loud house ♪

♪ One boy and ten girls ♪

♪ Wouldn't trade it
for the world ♪

♪ Loud Loud Loud ♪

♪ Loud house ♪

Poo-poo.
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It's the day before Christmas,

and there's no better time
to be in the Loud house.

♪ Christmastime is totally rad ♪

[thud] ♪ I want those gifts ♪

♪ So I won't be bad ♪

Ugh! Come on.

Having trouble with this
year's Christmas song, Luna?

Bro, I'm stuck like Santa
in a chimney.

[bell tings]
Ooh! That's not bad.

♪ I'm stuck like Santa
in a chimney ♪

♪ Been good all year
so gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme! ♪

- Ugh! Rubbish!
- I'll say!

Those lyrics make
no frankincense.

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

That's one! [bell dings]

My puns of Christmas
are off to a great start.

I've only gotta come up
with myrrh!

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

[bell dings] Make that ten.

- [blows raspberry]
- Hey, Lincoln.

Look! I just made
the perfect Christmas outfit.

Has anyone seen my plaid
Christmas tablecloth?

- [shushes]
- Oh, don't worry about

buying me a gift,
Bobby Boo Boo Bear.

I mean, sure, it's our very
first Christmas together,

and I'll probably remember
what you get me

for the rest of our lives,
but no pressure.

Right. No pressure, Babe.

[chuckles]

[sobbing]

[festive orchestral music]

Oops. Wrong ones.

Excuse me.
This might take a while.

Hey there, favorite big brother.

Allow me to dive into that pile
of smelly, sweaty footwear

and find your winter boots
for you.

[clattering]

[gasps]

Here you go, good sir!

Two big brother boots.

Boy, these are stylish.

Okay, what do you want?

To get a good haul from Santa.

See, contrary to popular belief,
I am no angel.

So if I want to get
on Santa's nice list,

I have day to undo
months of naughty.

You're wasting your time.

Factoring in sleigh speed,
time zone changes,

and reindeer bathroom breaks,
it's scientifically impossible

for this so-called Kris Kringle
to deliver gifts

to the approximately billion
qualifying children.

As you can see,
"X" equals "No stinking way."

[grumbles]

You're lucky I'm being nice
right now.

[Geo's hat bell jingles]

[jazz instrumental of "We Wish
You A Merry Christmas"]

[Walt wolf whistles]

[hammer pounding]
You know what I want

for Christmas?
A bigger fireplace.

What's that, Mom?
I can Holly hear you!

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

That's three. [bell dings]

[blows raspberry]

Lily, are you stocking me?

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

That's four! [bell dings]

- See anything?
- Nope.

- [grunts]
- Looking for gifts

from Mom and Dad, huh?

Have you checked
Dad's underwear drawer?

Have we checked Dad's
underwear drawer?

Lincoln, please.

This is not our first rodeo.

[sniffs]

♪ Dashing to the stove ♪
Hey, son!

You're just in time to try
the crown jewel

of ol' Dad's
Christmas Eve feast:

the figgy pudding!

[both coughing]
[smoke alarm beeping]

And ruin the surprise at dinner?

I don't think so.

Look at Dad
getting figgy with it.

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

Number five. [bell dings]

Ah, I love
the puns of Christmas.

- Luan, you wanna try my pudding?
- Sorry, Dad.

Yule have to ask someone else.

Get it? Yule? That's six!

I just sleigh myself.

Ooh! Seven! [both laugh]

Sleigh!

Yup. Everyone around here

is full of Christmas cheer.

Louds! What's that awful stench?

Well, everyone except
for our crabby old neighbor,

Mr. Grouse.

He really lives up to his name,

especially around Christmas.

Louds!
Turn down that annoying music!

Louds! Shut off
all those horrible lights!

Sheesh.

Well, I'm not
gonna let Mr. Grouse

take away my Christmas cheer.

I've got a week off school,
inches of fresh snow,

and this guy.

The Fearsome Flyer .

Or as I affectionately call him,
"Big Red."

We've been waiting all winter

for the perfect
sledding conditions.

So if you'll excuse us...

[shouts]

Woo-hoo!

My reindeer net worked!

Sorry, Lincoln, I'm just
getting ready for tonight.

I'm gonna catch one to keep
as a pet!

[tires screech, car crashes]

[car horn blaring]

Woo-hoo!

My reindeer pit worked!

Uh, don't worry, buddy!

I got a winch!

Now, where was I? Ah, yes.

It's just you and me, Big Red.

Let's do this.

Ha ha! Yeah!

Aah!

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Nooo!

This is a disaster.

When stuff goes
into Mr. Grouse's yard,

it never comes back.

My yard, my property!

My yard, my property!

My yard, my property!
[whip cracks]

Well, I'm not letting Big Red
suffer the same fate,

especially on the first day
of vacation.

[straining grunt]

Loud!

Take down that eyesore!

You're bringing down
the property values!

It's too risky to go in alone.

I'm gonna need backup.

[radio static] Clyde, come in!

Hey, Lincoln.
Just working on my mistletoe.

This year, I'm not gonna
squander my one chance

to get a holiday smooch
from Lori.

I'm rootin' for you, buddy,
but can it wait?

I've got a code six emergency!

Oh, no! What went over
the fence this time?

Was it Bobby?

My yard, my property!

[uplifting music]

Babe?

Negative.

- It was Big Red.
- Nooo!

Put on your snow boots.
It's time to put

"Operation Scale the Fence
and Retrieve Big Red

"Before Mr. Grouse Finds It and
Takes It Into His House Forever

"and also Think of A Shorter Name
for this Operation" into action.

Sorry.
I got stuck in a turtleneck.

Can you repeat that? Never mind.

I'm on my way. [grunts]

[piano instrumental
of "Deck the Halls"]

[straining grunt]

No presents for us under here.

Dang it! Ugh!

We could look in the basement.

How do you feel about lifting
the water heater?

Let's do this.

["Dance of the Sugar Plum
Fairy" from "The Nutcracker"]

♪ ♪

[sniffs] Ahh!

I don't think Mom will mind

if I just peel back the corner
a little.

Hold it!
You are mistletoe-tally busted!

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

That's eight. [bell dings]

I can't help it!

The sound of the paper tearing,

the smell of the tape,

that moment when you stick
the bow in your hair!

Give me that!

You gotta kick this habit, Lori.

We don't want a repeat
of last year.

[wrapping paper rustling]
[nervous laugh]

You guys got some great stuff.

You're right, Luan.
I gotta fight this.

Well, there's no time
like the present!

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

That's nine. [bell dings]

I can be strong.

I will not open another gift

until Christmas morning.
[doorbell rings]

Delivery for Miss Lori Loud.

"To Lori. Open immediately."

Ugh! Universe,
you are literally testing me.

[clang] Aah!

Woo-hoo!

My reindeer cage works!

Hey, guys!

Forget what I was wearing
before.

This is the perfect
Christmas outfit.

Has anyone seen all my tinsel?

- [shushes]
- Ooh!

- I'm gonna tell!
- No, no, no!

Just ribbon ya!

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

That's ten! [bell dings]

Oh, Mother, you've done so much

to make this glorious
holiday perfect.

Allow me to look for the tinsel,
and after I find it,

I'll rub your tired,
aching tootsies.

Thank you, Lola.
That's very nice of you.

[gasps]
Did you hear that, Santa?

She said, "Nice"!

Wasting your time.

Control yourself, Lola.

She's not worth it.

[door opens and closes]

[suspenseful music]

- Hey, Lincoln!
- Aaah!

Oof! Clyde!

I'm okay.

I see you toned down
the mistletoe this year.

Yeah, I don't a repeat
of last Christmas.

[jazzy romantic music]

Pucker up, my Christmas queen.

[hawk screeches] Aaaah!

[sighs] So, what's the plan?

You'll go to the front yard
and sing Christmas Carols here.

When Grouse comes out
to yell at you,

I'll hop the fence
and grab Big Red here.

Strategic genius!

One question. What's that?

Ugh! Charles!

[Charles whimpers]

Turtledove to Sled Man Walking,

I'm in position.
Copy that, Turtledove.

Commence caroling.

[blows one note on kazoo]
♪ Me-me-me-me-me ♪

[bells jingling]
♪ Dashing through the snow ♪

♪ In a one-horse
open sleigh... ♪

Stop your off-key caterwauling!

- ♪ Laughing all the way ♪
- I don't care for carolers.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[clattering] Go on! Get!

What the Sam heck was that?

♪ Don't look in the yard ♪

♪ There's nothing there to see ♪

♪ Got lots of songs to sing ♪

♪ So keep your eyes on me ♪

Hey! Ugh!

[gasps]

♪ ♪

My yard, my property!

[sighs]

I can't believe I lost Big Red.

♪ Merry Christmas, honey ♪

♪ If you don't have a gift,
I'll gladly take money ♪

♪ I wrote it down
on my Christmas list ♪

♪ If I don't get my prezzies
I'm gonna get... ♪

Louds! Knock off that racket!

Clyde, do you see what I see?

A star, a star,
shining in the night?

No. Mr. Grouse just left.

I can sneak into his house
and get my sled back.

What? You can't do that.

That's Mr. Grouse's property.

But that sled is my property.

I'll just slip through
the doggie door,

grab Big Red,
and he'll be none the wiser.

But what if you get caught
and go to jail

and they only let family visit?

You know I haven't
married Lori yet,

so the guards
won't let me see you...

Clyde!
None of that's gonna happen

because you're gonna be
my lookout.

[chain link fence rattles]

♪ ♪

I'm in.
Just keep a lookout for Grouse.

Don't worry.
You can count on me.

I'm not going anywhere.

[screams]

Yes!

My reindeer catapult worked!

Although, it might not be the
best way to catch a reindeer.

Now, where would I hide a sled
if I was a grumpy, old sourpuss?

Big Red!

Whoa!
Is that Mr. Grouse as a kid?

And is he holding
a Fearsome Flyer ?

[door lock clicks]

[gasps]

[door lock clicks]
[teeth chattering]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[fingers crunch] [yelps]

♪ ♪

Ooh, cold.

Aw, dang. All out of wood.

[softly blows air]

♪ ♪

- Gotcha!
- [screams]

[shattering] Big Red!

Serves you right,
you little thief!

I'm not a thief!
You're the thief!

You stole my sled
and now it's broken!

My yard, my property!

I'm calling your folks
right now.

They'll straighten you out.

[phone rings
and fades into background noise]

[hammer pounding] [laughter]

[grunts] Yes! [Cliff yowls]

No one's answering.
Probably can't even hear

the phone over all that racket.

Till I reach your folks, you can
clean up the mess you made.

Why do you have to be
so mean all the time?

I just wanted my sled back.

You of all people
should understand that.

You had one too.

Stop snooping
and start sweeping!

[phone rings] Ah!

That's probably them.
Get to work!

Hello? Oh, hey, Junie.

Sorry I didn't call back.

No, it doesn't look like
I'm gonna make it back

for Christmas after all.

I'm sorry.

I know it's been five years,

but I just don't have the money
to travel this Christmas.

Tell the girls Uncle Buddy says
hi and loves them whole bunches.

I miss you too. [hangs up phone]

I thought I told you
to clean up your mess!

I didn't know you were from
a big family.

- What's it to ya?
- Well, it's just...

it must be hard not to see them
at Christmas.

Enough! Go on home.

So you're not gonna tell
my parents?

Just leave me alone!

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[radio static]
Come in, Sled Man Walking.

Are you okay?

I'm sorry I compromised
the mission.

One minute I was in your yard,

the next I was six blocks away.

I broke my mistletoe.

So long, holiday smooch.

Sorry, Turtledove.
Everything's okay here though.

Rescuing Big Red was a bust,
but now I've got a new mission.

I'll call you back
with the plan.

- Oh, Ghost of Christmas Past...
- [laughs]

Reveal to us
where the presents are hidden.

[gasps] What'd he say?
What'd he say?

You two definitely have
the Christmas spirit!

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho! [bell dings]

That's !

[trap snaps] [Cliff yowls]

Can't take it any longer!

Must open!

Whoa, girl!

Guys, can you chill?

I'm trying to write
and I'm down to the wire!

Ooh! Maybe that's it!

♪ Down to the wire ♪

♪ Santa's on fire ♪

[grunts]
I'm never gonna get this!

Guys!
[cacophonous overlapping sounds]

Okay, forget that old rag
I was wearing before.

This is the perfect
Christmas outfit!

What happened to the stockings?

Seriously, why does everything
keep disappearing?

- [shushes]
- Guys!

[cacophonous overlapping sounds]

[laughs]

[tugboat horn blows]
Oh, Lily, you didn't!

Hey, hey, hey!

I need a taste tester
for my figgy pudding!

Oh, whew! It wasn't you.

I'll do it, Daddy!
Your figgy pudding is always

the highlight of my Christmas.

You're seeing this,
right, Santa?

Truly pathetic.

Mmm!

Figgy!

Guys!

Would you just stop
and listen to me for a second?

[noise ceases]

I was just
in Mr. Grouse's house.

[overlapping indistinct chatter]
That big meanie?

- He dresses, like, horribly.
- He is literally awful.

He's not that bad.

Well, he is,
but now I think I know why.

[sentimental orchestral music]

And then he told me to leave.

That is literally so sad!

I can't believe he has
a big family too.

And he can't be with them?
That's awful.

Seeing all of us together must
make him miss them even more.

Usually, I'm impervious
to human emotions,

but... [sobs loudly]

No wonder he's such
a grumpy-butt this time of year.

How did we not notice this?

Maybe because we've been
so caught up

in the hustle and bustle
of the holidays.

Yeah, we were so worried about
what we were getting.

[puffs air]
When we should have been worried

about what we were giving.

And isn't that what Christmas
is all about?

[bell tings] - [gasps]

Dudes! That's it!

No wonder I couldn't
nail my song.

I've been going about it
all wrong.

We need to do something
for Mr. Grouse.

Girls: Yeah!

- But what can we do?
- I have a plan.

Okay, the first thing we do...
[trails off indistinctly]

[soft orchestral music]

♪ ♪

[snoring]

- ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
- Huh? Who? What?

Can't get a moment's peace.

All: ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ I used to think
that Christmas was ♪

♪ About the wish list
filled with stuff ♪

♪ I never really needed anyway ♪

[upbeat rock music]

♪ But as long
as we're together ♪

♪ It's a holiday ♪

All: ♪ It's not what you get,
it's what you give ♪

♪ We've got the spirit clear
and loud ♪

♪ Ditch the list,
hug who you're with ♪

♪ 'Cause that's what Christmas
is all about ♪

♪ It's what you give,
not what you get ♪

♪ We've got the hard part
figured out ♪

♪ This year will be
the best one yet ♪

♪ 'Cause that's what Christmas
is all about ♪

♪ Merry Christmas
from the Louds ♪

♪ Louds! ♪

Merry Christmas, Mr. Grouse.

We all chipped in
and got you something.

It's a bus ticket.

So you can go see your family

for Christmas tomorrow.

And since you can't
be with them tonight,

we're bringing our family
to you.

How 'bout it, neighbor?

Louds!

You've made this
the best Christmas ever.

Thank you.
I'd say you all landed

permanent spots
on Santa's nice list.

- Even me?
- Even you.

Once again... [sobs loudly]

Well, what are you waiting for?

Everyone inside!

[orchestral instrumental of "We
Wish You a Merry Christmas"]

♪ ♪

There, Mr. Grouse.

Now it's not so gloomy in here.

Yeah, you ruined it.

Guys, I finally made
the perfect Christmas outfit!

♪ ♪

It's not for me.

It's for Mr. Grouse.

You can wear it
on your trip tomorrow!

Well, thank you.

What happened to my curtains?

[shushes]

Chow time in five, people!

Before we sit down,

there's something
I'd like to say.

Speech! Speech! Speech!

Well, I know I haven't always
been the friendliest neighbor,

and I'm sorry about that.

You've all given me
so much tonight,

now I'd like to give something
to you.

We take checks.

[kids gasp]
kids: All of our stuff!

[overlapping excited chatter]

Plungey!

I'm sorry your sled was broken.

That's all right.
It's only a sled.

I'm just glad we're friends now.

Oh, Hare-bear,

isn't this the most wonderful
thing you've ever seen?

Now, Howie, remember what
Dr. Lopez said about...

oh, forget Dr. Lopez!

This is the most wonderful thing
I've ever seen!

[both sobbing]

Clyde, you know what you're
standing under, don't you?

[smooches]

Merry Christmas, Clyde.

And to all a good night.

[shudders]

Come on, everybody, sit!
Dinner is served!

And save some room
for the figgy pudding!

[overlapping excited chatter]

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la ♪

all: Merry Christmas!
[wrapping paper tearing]

[boxes clattering, toy squeaks]

[plucks banjo]

[rousing orchestral
holiday music]

Well, that's all
the Christmas presents.

Time to start decorating
for Valentine's Day.

Wait! I still have one more.

I saved the best for last!

[clattering]
Ah!

Merry Christmas, Babe.

[gasps] Boo Boo Bear?

I couldn't find anything
good enough to buy you

for our first Christmas
together,

so I decided to give you myself.

Ahh! That's literally
the perfect gift.

Oh! I got you a present too!

I hope it's food and water.

Santa sure was good to us
this year.

- All: Santa?
- Ohh!

I thought you didn't believe
in him.

I didn't until I spied him
leaving a present

behind the couch last night.

Behold! [all gasp]

There is a present back here.

And it's addressed to Lincoln.

[wrapping paper tearing]

Wow!

[all exclaim]

A Fearsome Flyer ?

[sentimental orchestral music]

♪ ♪

Hey, Mr. Grouse,
thanks for the sled.

Don't thank me, thank Santa.

Merry Christmas, Lincoln.

Merry Christmas, Mr. Grouse!

Well, another Christmas
has come and gone,

but this year I got the best
present ever: a new friend.

I think from now on things
are gonna be

pretty different around here.

[upbeat orchestral music]

Ha ha! Yeah!

[screams]

[glass shatters]

Loud!

Maybe not that different.

♪ ♪

Well, I guess that about
wraps things up.

Yes! I did it!

That's ! [bell dings]

Merry Christmas!

Aah!

Woo-hoo!

I finally got one!