- ♪ 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.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- O-M-gosh.
I'm thinking these gloves would
look super chic on you, Scoots.
- Oh, these are too tight.
My fingers can't breathe.
- Excuse me, darling.
I'm going line dancing
tonight, and I need to know
which of these britches
are best for boot scooting.
- Sorry, Cheryl,
but when there's a line,
you have to wait your turn.
- Ooh, aren't I a rude goose.
Y'all got
a rhinestone vest section?
- Over behind the chaps.
So how are we feeling
about the gloves?
They're snug
in all the right places.
- Hmm, I don't know.
- Sweet ride.
Sweeter gloves.
- Here's a tip
for a job well done.
- Leni, can I see you
in the back?
- Sure, but first
can I interest you
in a new floral fanny pack?
Oh, sorry, Mrs. C,
I can't turn it off.
Yay, cake!
Is it my birthday?
- You, Leni Loud,
are Reininger's
employee of the month.
- [squeals]
It's my birthday,
and I'm employee of the month!
- [chuckles] It's just
the second one, Len.
- Remember when
you first started?
Oh, we had a few bumps
in the road.
- O-M-gosh, I cannot
let you buy that, sir.
- Well, thanks
for your opinion, but I--
- It's so not your color.
- [sighs]
- So here's to you, Leni.
We're so proud
of how far you've come.
- Thank you, but the break room
isn't that far
from the register.
♪ ♪
- Hi, sweetie.
How was work?
- Amazing.
I'm employee of the month.
- Can't say I'm surprised.
You did sell Dad
all those scarves,
and now he feels so hip.
- I didn't think
I was a scarf guy,
but this just goes
with everything.
- I'm proud of you, Leni.
You've really grown up.
Speaking of which, how would
you feel about being in charge
while Dad and I go away
for the night?
- Hmm, I would feel scared?
Did I get the answer right?
- Honey, no, we're asking you
to be in charge.
Dad's catering
the renaissance fair,
and I need to help him
run the mutton station.
- You really think
I can handle it?
- I do. Now that Lori's
at college,
you're the oldest
in the house,
and I think you're ready
to step up.
- [groans]
- You'll be fine.
Just trust your instincts.
[medieval music]
- Fare thee well, young maiden.
We are setting forth
for the renaissance fair.
Know that we art proud
of thy newfound responsibility.
- I don't know what that means,
but thank you.
- I think what your dad means
is you're gonna do great.
Please don't let
the house burn down.
[screaming and clattering]
- I got this.
Just one night.
Oldest sibling.
- No, let it go!
Let it go!
Let it!
- What's going on, guys?
- Lola's trying
to take my money!
- It's my money!
I spotted it!
- I was the one who fished it
out of the sewer.
- Give it!
- [screams]
- Hey, come on.
Stop fighting, please.
- [screams]
- [sniffs]
Ugh, ew!
- Yep, that's me.
I just got sprayed by a skunk.
He wasn't down for it at first,
but, uh, I talked him into it.
- Leni, could you help me
make room for this?
- Sure, is that lime jelly?
- No, it's a spleen.
- Eek!
- That's mine!
- Ugh!
- [hyperventilates, screams]
- Leni, hello?
- Give me that!
- Okay, time-out.
[snaps fingers]
Yep, she is officially
in over her head.
I mean, Lori would've handled
all this in two seconds flat.
Poor thing.
- Huh?
Lori, that's it!
[cell phone rings, vibrates]
- Lori, help.
Mom and Dad are gone,
and I'm in charge,
and I don't know
how to do, like, anything.
- Sorry, Leni,
but I'm at practice.
Can I call you back?
- No, please, Lori,
just help me out
this one time,
and I'll never call you
ever again.
I promise.
- Well,
that's a little extreme.
[chuckles]
Just tell me what's going on.
- Give me back--
- Okay, guys,
you're gonna split the money,
and that's final.
- That's not how money works!
[jazz music]
- Tomato juice will take care
of that smell.
- Ugh.
- [chirps]
- No, get away from my sister!
- [chirps]
- That was, like, exhausting.
Can we all go to sleep now?
- It's : .
- [groans]
- Dude, Luan turned our room
into a comedy club,
and she kicked me out
because I wouldn't pay
the two-lemonade minimum.
Little help?
- Me and my boo are here
for the early show.
[feedback whines]
- [clears throat]
What did Germany say to Italy
first thing in the morning?
Europe early!
[laughs]
Get it?
- [chuckles]
- Ha, I love
a good geography gag.
- Ah, thank you, folks.
Now, don't forget
to tip your server.
- [hyperventilates]
- I think you're
gonna need this.
[cell phone rings vibrates]
- Sorry, that's my sister.
Hi, Leni, what's up?
- Luan's running a comedy club
out of her room!
- Again?
both:
Shh.
- Oh, sorry.
Okay, here's what you do.
- What do you call
a chicken mixed with a--
- Folks, we've got to
shut this place down.
We're over capa--huh?
- [whispering]
Capacity.
- Capacity!
- Well, if the fire
department's here,
I guess that's legit.
- Scoots,
where's your scooter?
- I upgraded.
- Thanks for the assist, dude.
- [sighs]
Now can I be done?
- Hey, Leni,
is it cool if Claude and I
watch "The Disemboweling"?
- Isn't that supposed to be
the scariest movie of all time?
- [scoffs] What?
It's a comedy.
So, Leni, can we?
- [hyperventilates]
- Leni?
I'll take that as a yes.
- Yeah!
- With that terrible tee sh*t,
a redo was requested,
and thus was created
the mulligan.
[cell phone rings, vibrates]
Oh, my word!
- Sorry.
Leni, I can't talk.
I'm in class.
- Lori, please.
- You've got this.
Huh?
Fine, but if I get a call
from someone named BooBooBear,
I'm gonna need that back.
- [grumbles]
[phone line beeping]
- Seriously, dude,
enough of your jokes!
- No, people like the jokes!
- [groans]
- Hey, Clyde,
I got the popcorn!
- My guitar, dude!
- [hyperventilates, screams]
- What in the name
of Bing Crosby
is going on in that house?
- Mr. Grouse, I'm so sorry
for all the noise.
Were we bothering you?
- You're dang tootin'
you were.
I was so distracted,
I mowed over my begonias!
Eight months down the drain.
- Sorry!
We'll keep it down.
There's just a lot
going on over here--
- Leni, help!
The Wi-Fi's down,
and the movie went out
right at the scariest--
I mean funniest part.
- I'm fine
if you want to switch gears.
We could read
or do a word jumble--
- Can you help us please?
- Lincoln,
I have no idea how to--
- Eh, eh, eh, do a hard reset
of the router by updating
the LAN configuration.
Once an IT guy,
always an IT guy.
- [squeals]
[router beeps]
[tense music]
- What am I going to do
with all these intestines?
[laughs]
- Bring it in, Tony!
[truck beeping]
- Huh?
- What?
I needed a little sand to
practice my beach volleyball.
- Mr. Grouse, what do I do?
- Well, how the heck do I know?
Figure it out yourself.
- I can't.
I'm no good at this.
Please?
Come on, you remember
when I styled you
for the Veteran's Day parade?
- Eh, the ascot did add
a touch of class.
[engine turning over]
- Thanks, Mr. Grouse.
You're a lifesaver.
[expl*si*n]
[screams] Huh?
What happened?
- Apologies, sibling.
I created a new fruit punch
that won't leave stains.
Apparently, it is also
quite combustible.
[gasps]
But see?
No stains.
- Please don't let
the house burn down.
- Do you think I could pull off
a pinkie ring, too?
No, no, no, no!
[screams]
- Mr. Grouse, help.
- Sorry, it's time for my nap.
- This is an emergency!
You can't just go home
and take a nap.
- Who said anything
about going home?
[snores]
[rock music playing]
- Leni, Luna turned
my comedy club
into a rock club--do something.
- Leni, do you know
how to get blood--
I mean ketchup off the ceiling?
- Leni, turn the movie off!
- What do you mean
you're empty?
Wait, wait, don't go!
- Whoa!
Ah, fiddlesticks.
[indistinct screaming]
- [screams]
[dramatic music]
[cell phone rings, vibrates]
Miguel, Fiona?
- Hey, Leni boo.
We're having a self-care day.
You want to come with?
- Guys, I can't.
I'm in charge at home,
and everybody needs something,
and I have no idea
how to do anything,
and I'm totally hopeless!
- Hopeless?
Um, I'm sorry,
this does not sound
like the Leni Loud
that we know and love.
- Yeah, we've seen you k*ll it
at work all the time.
You're a total boss.
- Just tap into
that confidence at home.
- All you need to do
is think of your family
as customers that don't pay.
- O-M-gosh, thanks, guys.
I know what to do now.
You're both, like, geniuses.
Hmm.
[whistles]
Attention, shoppers--
I mean siblings.
Here's the deal--
we're gonna wait in line,
and everyone's gonna
get their turn, okay?
So how can I help you
today, ma'am?
- Well, my concoction
is currently corroding
the living room floor.
- Hmm.
We have some lovely water
that would do a great job
of stopping that burn.
[upbeat jazz music]
Next.
- Our movie was...
- I can't stop thinking...
- Way, way too scary.
- About what she did with the--
- Let's see if we can
get you folks
into something
a little less terrifying.
"And the caterpillar turned
into a beautiful butterfly."
- [sighs]
- That hit the spot.
- Next!
♪ ♪
Five for you and five for you
makes ten.
Thanks for coming in today.
- Um, we live here.
- [chirps]
- Sir, do not make me
call security.
And we are closed.
- Ugh, ow.
- Dad, Mom?
I thought you were
coming back tomorrow?
- Well,
no one bothered to tell me
that the renaissance fair
was vegan,
and I was only packing meat,
so we saddled up our steed...
- Vanzilla.
- And set out for our castle.
- The house,
which looks great, Leni.
There's only one hole
in the floor.
I knew no job would be too big
for me employee of the month.
- Aw, thanks, Mom.
Do I get more cake?
- How about a half-eaten
mutton leg?
- [screams]
- Ooh, mutton leg.
What?
Napping makes me hungry.
[chews loudly]
That's a good one.
[spy music]
♪ ♪
- Agent McBride, come in.
I've infiltrated
the secret lair of MALICE--
Masterminds Acting Lawlessly
in Committing Evil.
- Careful extracting
the package.
This evil agent
is particularly dangerous
and a biter.
- [snores]
- Careful, that serial
is packed with fiber.
It's extra crunchy.
- Success.
Fly the eagle home.
- That's my
color-changing spoon!
- Ugh, stop, Lola!
- [screams]
- Dude, what's your deal?
- He and Clyde
are "playing spies."
They're into
a dumb new comic book.
- Um, Secret Agent
David Steele is not dumb.
He's a well-oiled
fighting machine.
Initiate breakout sequence.
[straining]
Ah, oh!
[groans]
- Ah!
- Family huddle, yo.
I got news!
- This better be good, LJ.
You almost made
my cherry soufflé collapse.
[soufflé pops]
No!
- I just saw a moving truck
pull up next door.
New neighbors, baby!
[all cheer]
- Now, hang on.
We don't want to--ah!
Overwhelm them.
[upbeat music]
[people introducing
themselves simultaneously]
- I made you a pie
with Michigan cherries.
- Ch--cherries?
- From Michigan!
- Oh, thank you.
- Cherries, ugh.
- Cherries?
Thank you, but--
- Put her there, pal!
- Oh.
[laughter]
- Bad family!
Back, back!
Sorry, I'm still training them.
Welcome, we're the Louds.
- We're the Millers.
I'm Carly.
This is my hubby, Jeff,
and our son, Ryan.
- And no need to apologize.
Living next
to such a lively bunch
will add some excitement
to our lives.
- Well, let's see how you feel
in an hour.
♪ ♪
- [humming melody]
Hmm?
[soft dramatic music]
[devices whirring and beeping]
[mysterious music]
Hmm?
They're spies!
The neighbors are spies!
[all groan]
- Sweetie, you do this
to the new neighbors
every time you and Clyde
are on one of your kicks.
- But the neighbors
are evil supervillains!
But the neighbors are ghosts!
But the neighbors are aliens!
I guess I'll just have
to prove it to you.
Hi-ya!
David Steele style.
- You're blocking the TV, bro.
- [groans]
Agent McBride, come in.
I need your help
with a new mission. My--
- Neighbors are spies, but your
family doesn't believe you,
so you have to gather evidence?
- [snaps fingers]
both:
Let's do this.
[spy music]
[engine turning over,
tires squealing]
- Hmm, Jeff, where you off to
in such a hurry?
- That's what we're
about to find out.
Oh!
- The library?
But why?
- Yeah, why?
Engage Agent Steele
button cams.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Hi, uh, can you tell me
where the suspense section is?
♪ ♪
- Do you like suspense books?
- Yes, yes,
I do like suspense books.
♪ ♪
- Fishy.
[camera shutter clicks]
♪ ♪
- Super fishy.
- Fish city.
♪ ♪
- Eh, she's just
getting a Flippee.
- Peach, huh?
You sure you don't want cherry?
- I hate cherries!
- That's weird.
Who doesn't like cherries?
both: Whoa!
- Oh!
- Hey, get that hunk
of junk out of my--
[all scream]
- And stay out!
Why do I suddenly feel naked?
[school bell rings]
[device beeps]
♪ ♪
- Whoops!
Sorry, buddy.
♪ ♪
- Activating Agent Steele
pepperoni listening device.
- So, new kid,
got any big plans this weekend?
Gonna be cage wrestling
in the backyard
if you're interested.
- Thanks, but I'll be busy
unpacking, cleaning,
taking out the garbage.
- Wait a minute, Clyde.
Garbage day
isn't until Tuesday.
- Something stinks here.
[toilet flushes]
Sorry, fellas.
Mee-Maw's homemade yogurt.
♪ ♪
- Now, what do we have here?
- Hmm, Carly and the cherries.
- Jeff and all those
library books.
- [scoffs] Ryan's blatant lie
about garbage day.
What does it all add up to?
- Maybe Agent Steele
can help us.
♪ ♪
- Lincoln, look!
In issue seven,
"taking out the garbage"
meant MALICE was plotting
some kind of destruction.
- That's right.
Hmm.
But what's there to destroy
in Royal Woods?
both:
[gasp] Cherries!
- Of course!
Carly flipped her lid
over cherries.
- And if they destroy
the cherry supply...
[gasps]
They'd cr*pple
the local economy!
- And take over
the whole state of Michigan
just like MALICE when they
took over the North Pole
and held Santa for ransom
in that holiday issue.
- Oh, I didn't read that one.
- It was really good.
So the only question left is,
who are the Millers
working for?
[spy music]
♪ ♪
Jeff taking out a book
on how to grow Georgia peaches
in the suspense section.
Suspense...
That's it!
Clyde, I figured it out.
Suspense must be the name
of their evil organization.
Secret Underground Society
of Peach Entrepreneurs
Nixing Sour Exports!
- Okay, well,
now that you've said it,
it's just
embarrassingly obvious.
- We have to get
to that console
in the Millers' attic
and override
the cherry destruction order.
- But how do we
keep them distracted?
- Distraction is my specialty.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- A barbecue for the Millers
was such a thoughtful idea,
sweetie.
- Just wanted them
to feel welcome.
- Still think they're spies?
- Can you believe
I ever thought that?
- No.
Hey, think fast!
- Agent McBride,
are you in position?
- - , the squirrel
is in the nest.
- Perfect, now to summon
our undercover agent.
All right, Agent Charles,
if you can find a way
into the Millers' house,
this hot dog
will be all yours.
♪ ♪
- Oh, easiest hot dog
you've ever earned.
[clatters]
Ugh--meant to do that.
Clyde,
I'm in the Millers' house.
Everything good on your end?
- Yep,
there's no one in sight.
Lola!
So you're probably wondering
why I'm in this bush.
[laughs]
Funny story.
Cleo got out and, boy,
that darn cat.
- Hey, everybody,
Lincoln is sneaking around
the neighbors' house!
[soft dramatic music]
- [screams]
Ugh.
Whoa.
Agent McBride,
I'm in the attic.
- Um, we've got a situation.
Lola blew our cover!
Everyone's heading your way!
- Dang it!
We'll have to work fast.
Okay, buddy,
walk me through this.
- Right--issue number four.
Agent Steele had to reroute
the MALICE console
to override mode.
To do that, you'll have
to remove the side panel.
- Good thing I always carry
my Agent Steele ink pen
with laser feature
and optional
cat toy attachment.
♪ ♪
Okay, which wire
am I looking for?
- I can't tell!
It's either chili powder brown
or chicory.
You're just gonna have
to pick one!
- Lincoln.
- What are you doing in
the ding dang neighbor's house?
- I can explain!
The Millers are spies!
They work for an evil
organization called SUSPENSE,
and they're about to destroy
all the cherries in Michigan.
[laughter]
- Jeff and I work
for the weather services.
- That console
monitors storm systems
moving in toward Royal Woods,
and FYI, it's gonna be
hot, hot, hot this weekend.
- [groans]
Sorry, everyone.
I really messed up this time.
- I am so sorry.
We will be having a long talk
with Lincoln about boundaries!
Okay, everyone, let's go
and leave these
very patient people alone.
- Agent Loud,
was the mission a success?
- No, Clyde, buddy.
It was a major failure, over...
[sighs]
And out.
[device beeping]
- Commence
total cherry annihilation
in seconds.
[device beeping]
[all gasp]
- You're r-really...
- Spies.
- And your son's right.
We work for SUSPENSE.
- Secret Underground Society
of Peach Entrepreneurs
Nixing Sour Exports.
- And it's too late
to stop us now.
- Too late is just enough time.
[dramatic music]
Activate Agent David Steele
pudding shoes!
- Whoa!- Ugh.
- Three, two, one--
Cherry annihilation
terminated.
- Yeah!
- You may have thwarted us
this time,
but we won't stop
until Georgia peaches
rule the fruit world!
- Not on our watch.
We're taking you
straight to the ding dang FBI.
- You'll have
to catch us first.
[all scream, gasp]
- Katherine Mulligan reporting
from Franklin Street,
where authorities
are still searching
for a family of spies.
Their plot to destroy
the Michigan cherry supply
was thwarted thanks
to these two adorable heroes.
- Are we on?
- Is this cable?
- Are we on?
- Bad family.
I'm sorry we didn't take you
seriously, Lincoln.
- Eh, can't blame you.
I got to admit
it was all kind of crazy.
- Yo, new neighbors
are moving in next door.
Let's go meet them.
- Yeah, come on!
- Let's go!
- Hold it.
Remember what we talked about?
Lincoln, go check it out first.
♪ ♪
- Come in, Agent McBride,
looks like we're needed
for another stakeout.
A secret agent's job
is never done.
Ha! Ha!
Whoa!
Meant to do that.
- ♪ Cramped inside
this tiny space ♪
♪ May sound bad,
but ain't the case ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪
- ♪ Loud house ♪
- ♪ Duck and dodge
and push and shove ♪
♪ That's the way we show
our love in the Loud house ♪
- ♪ Loud house ♪
♪ Laundry piles
stacked up high ♪
♪ Hand-me-downs
that make me cry ♪
♪ Stand in line
to take a pee ♪
♪ Never any privacy ♪
♪ Chaos with kids ♪
♪ That's the way
it always is ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪
05x02 - The Boss Maybe/Family Bonding
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Series revolves around the chaotic everyday life of a boy named Lincoln Loud, who is the middle child and only son in a large family of 11 children.
Series revolves around the chaotic everyday life of a boy named Lincoln Loud, who is the middle child and only son in a large family of 11 children.