01x23 - Overnight Success

[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.

[rock music]

♪

- Tonight is a historic night
for me.

I get to have a sleepover.

[owl hoots]

Now, I know
what you're thinking,

"Lincoln,
what's the big deal?"

Well, let me explain.
You see, sleepovers

in the Loud house
have not always gone so well.

[laughter, chattering]

[glass shatters]

- Aah! Lynn Junior!

[whirring]

- Okay, we're done
with the blow dry bar.

Time to curl.
[pop music]

[music whines down]
- Leni Loud!

- Good night, baby boom!
[shouting, chanting]

- What the darn heck?

- Hey, buddy,
I don't see you on the list.

- Luna Loud!

- Thanks to my sisters,

sleepovers were banned
in the Loud house.

So when I wanted to have one,
it took some hard selling.

Sleepover, why should I
be able to have one?

Because Lincoln Loud
is all about the four R's.

Responsible.

[cat meows, hisses]
Aah!

Respectful.

[cat meows, hisses]
Aah!

Reliable.

[cat meows, hisses]
Aah!

And, Really, you guys,
it would be so awesome

if you let me do this.

[meows]

Please.

Luckily Dad is a real sucker
for cat videos.

Now that they've said yes,

I'm gonna make sure
this is the best sleepover ever.

I got
the juice boxes chilling,

the couch pillows
ready to be turned into a fort,

the snacks stacked,
and the itinerary

totally mapped out.

Every second of the night
is planned

for maximum sleepover enjoyment,

all that's missing now?
My guest.

Come in Little Bo Sleep.
This is Slumberjack.

What's your location?
- This is little Bo Sleep.

My parents
are walking me over now.

Prepare for contact
in three, two, one.

[doorbell rings]

- This is it,
time to make history.

Hey, Clyde.
- Hi, Mr. McBride.

Hi, Mr. McBride.

- Hi, Lincoln.
Ready for your big night?

- You bet.
- Great.

Just a couple things
Clyde will need.

Sleeping bag,
feetsie pajamas,

white noise machine,
humidifier,

dehumidifier, earplugs,

inhaler,
and allergy medications.

- Here are all the numbers
where you can reach us

if our cell phones fail.

Restaurant, movie theater,

coffee shop, gas station

in case we have to pee.
- Hm, good idea.

And here's a photo of us since
we can't tuck you in tonight.

- Remember, Clyde,
no nuts, no gluten,

no sugar, and be careful
with orange juice.

You know how you get with pulp.

- He's growing up so fast.
- Come on, Howie.

Remember what Dr. Lopez
said about letting to.

Now let go.

- [crying]
I love him so much.

- Have fun, Clyde.

- Oh, we will.

This place is like
New York City, it never sleeps.

- And neither will we. I've got
a whole itinerary for us.

First up is the five hour
director's cut

of our favorite Sci-fi fantasy
flick, "King of the Rings."

- Clyde? Clyde?

Clyde?
Clyde?

- [sniffing]

- Uh, what are you doing?

- Inhaling Lori's glorious
coconut and guava shampoo.

[sniffs]
Mmm.

- We all use that shampoo.

- [sniffs]
So you do.

- Come on,
let's get out of here

before Lori
comes in and you pass out again.

- Please. I'm always cool
around Lori.

[in robotic voice]
Abort. Abort.

Systems overheating.

- [sighs]

We need to start
"King of the Rings"

in the next seconds

or we'll be cutting into
precious armpit farting time.

Okay, we may have to do...
[laughter in other room]

Armpit farts during
"King of the Rings,"

also soda burps.

It's okay.
I can make this work.

Clyde?
- The lettuce was a head.

and the tomato
was trying to ketchup.

[rim sh*t]
[laughs]

- Luan, I love your brand
of offbeat observational humor.

- Well, thank you,
my good man.

Give it up
for the house band!

[applause]
[rock music]

- Luna, your rock stylings
move both my heart and my feet.

- Cheers, mate.

- Uh, I'll thank you
to stop bugging Clyde.

We have a long night
ahead of us.

We're now a full minute
behind schedule,

but we can make that
up if we don't waste time

buttering the popcorn.
- That's fine.

My dads say my cholesterol level
could use a break.

- Heads!
- I got it.

- All right, Clyde.
Keep it going.

- I think my new face cream
could cause hives.

Can someone else try it first?

Ooh, Claude, perfect.

- Actually it's Clyde.

This doesn't have peanuts
in it, does it?

- Time for my Friday night
brainwave study.

Oh, a new subject.

[electrical beeping]

Dance, dance, you fool.

- This...is...awesome.

- We got a runner!

- Aw,
El Diablo likes you.

all: Aw.

- Guys, enough!
Leave Clyde alone!

We have an itinerary.

- It's okay, Lincoln.

We can just hang here
with your sisters.

- What? No.

I see my sisters
enough as it is.

This sleepover is supposed
to be our night.

- It's princess makeover time!

I need a toad to turn
into a beautiful princess.

[gasps]
Oh, you'll be a challenge.

- Clyde, come on.
We got to get started.

- Hey, that's my toad!

- I hate to let the kid down,
Lincoln.

Start the movie,
and I'll be right in.

- Are you kidding me?

I can't believe
you would rather spend your time

with my dumb sisters--
all: Hey!

- Than do all the things
I planned for us.

You are ruining
the sleepover, Clyde.

Fart time
is out the window,

and I seriously think
we'll get to booger flicking.

- But, Lincoln, we can still
have fun doing this other stuff.

- You know what, let's just
forget the whole thing.

The sleepover
is officially cancelled.

- I should go make up with him.

Dr. Lopez taught me a lot
about conflict resolution.

- Clyde, good.

I need a man's opinion.

What do you think
Bobby means by, "Hey?"

- [in robotic voice]
Abort. Abort.

Systems shutting down.

- Maybe there are peanuts
in here.

- I did not get
mauled by three cats

just to have
this sleepover go to waste.

Hm, maybe it doesn't have to.

[doorbell rings]

Liam, welcome
to the best sleepover ever.

Come on in.

[muffled voices, crashing]

- Sounds pretty loud
up there.

- Keep it to yourself,
Liam.

They can smell fear.

Behold, Liam,
the "King of the Rings,"

five hour director's cut.

- Princess makeover time!

Ooh, a new toad.

[whooshes, whirs]

- Aah!

I look like my MeeMaw!

- Some people just
don't appreciate beauty.

I made your eyes pop, kid.

[medieval music]

- Chad,
my new sleepover pal.

Get ready for the best
five hours ever spent

watching a dramatic search
for a lost piece of jewelry.

- Ho, ho, ho.
Fresh brains.

- Say what?
- [evil laugh]

[electric surges]

- [screams]

- Eh, I doubt there was
much brain worth

examining in that specimen
anyway.

- Thanks for coming, Artie.

I want you to know you were
my first choice for a sleepover.

- Hey, I'm conducting a practice
funeral and I need a corpse.

How do you feel
about enclosed spaces?

- [screams]

[rock music]

- [farts]

- Ugh.
[gags]

♪ ♪

[whistle blows]
- Hut, hut, hut, hut.

- [screaming]

- Okay, so maybe not everyone
can handle the Loud house,

but I think I finally
found the perfect candidate.

He lives in between a freeway
and a circus.

[doorbell rings]

Zach, my man.

Ready for a great night?

[glass shatters,
rumbling]

- Ah, heck, no.

- Huh.
Now, that surprises me.

Isn't there anyone
who can handle this house?

Clyde, of course.

He doesn't just handle it,
he likes it.

Little Bo Sleep,
this is Slumberjack.

Do you read?
[static on radio]

Wow, he must be really mad.

Was I that big of a jerk?

Oh, who asked you?

Hey, Buddy, listen.

I'm really sorry
for blowing up at you.

I didn't realize how lucky
I was to have you for a friend.

The silent treatment, huh?
I deserve it.

I just hope
you'll forgive me, someday.

Man, how many noise machines
do you own?

[muffled laughter]

Clyde, you're still here?

- Sorry, Lincoln.

I know you wanted me to leave,
but I passed out,

and every time
Lori came to check on me,

I passed out again.

- No, Clyde,
I want you to stay.

I was just at your house
apologizing to someone.

- Oh, that must have
been my stuffed animals.

They kind of
keep me company at night.

- Right,
because you're an only child.

No wonder you like hanging out
with all of my sisters.

- Yeah, sometimes
it's pretty lonely at my house.

- Dude, your story moves
both my heart and my fingers.

- How about we
start this sleepover again?

- You mean it?
- Definitely.

Only this time...

[all gasp]

We're gonna do
what you want to do.

- Now, Clark, this shampoo
may cause baldness,

so let me know what happens.

- [babbles]

- [speaks gibberish]

- Ooh, I see two toads
that need makeovers.

[rock music]

♪

- Yeah, heads up, yo.

[epic music]

- "Kind of the Rings,"
sweet.

Clyde and Lincoln: To the best
sleepover ever.

all:
Best sleepover ever. Yeah.

- Okay,
who wants pizza bites?

- [in robotic voice]
Abort. Abort.

Systems shutting down.

- Sheesh, are there peanuts
in everything?

[rock music]