08x11 - Cat Got Your Tongue?/The w*r Room/Attention Please

[bunniefuu]

[Cymbals crash]

[Light percussive music]

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- Woof!

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[Gasps]

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- [Yelps]

- We need more quail eggs.

And where is henri
with that ice sculpture?

- Wow, son.

This is quite a shindig.

- Well, pop, it's not every day

Charlotte handles
a hostile takeover.

- Well, sure it is.

"Hostile takeover"
is my middle name.

- [Scoffs]

I'm gonna take over
this plate of shrimp doo-dads.

They are delish!

[Kids munching loudly]

- Yum!

Tastes like the sticky stuff
in between my toes.

- Nuh-uh, philip.

It tastes like sluggies.

Get more!

- Say when.

You didn't say "when," mister.

- Well, he can't, lulu.

Poor howard lost his voice.

- [Gasps]

Daddy losted his voice?

- How's he gonna talk to us?

We gots to find it!

- Where do you think
he leaved it?

- Let's see.

Sometimes he makes funny sounds
when he brushes his teeths.

- Come on, you guys.

Let's go to the bathroom.

- Here, voice-y, voice-y.

Voice-y.

- I don't see it.

- Hmm.

I guess it's not in here.

- You guys.

I gots a idea.

This is called
a blinky-voice box.

It's where the grown-ups
puts their voices.

- Maybe daddy's voice
is in there.

- How are you 'posed
to get it out?

- Maybe we gots
to press the buttons.

- Me, me!

Me, me, me!

- Hello, this is jonathan.

There's a huge crisis
at the london office.

You must call me immediately,
at one--

- Message erased.

- That's not your daddy's voice.

- Let's keep looking.

- Um, philip?

Do you know
what daddy's voice looks like?

- Hmm.

Nope.

- Me neither.

- I know where it is!

Follow me.

It's in here.

- As well as the chart-laggers
of today.

All unknown songs all the time.

- Listen.

It's your daddy's voice.

- Huh?

- Um, if he never said nothing.

Sorry.
- Aw.

That wasn't
our daddy's voice anyway.

- What do you babies
think you're doing

With my mommy's booming box?

- Say, howie.

Do you know how to jitterbug?

What's the matter?

Cat got your tongue?

- Oh, no.

Daddy didn't just
lose his voice.

- Yeah, fluffy stole his tongue!

[All gasp]

- Why would she do that?

- 'Cause kitties
always like to take stuff

And hide it all over the house.

- But how come she wants to
hide our daddy's tongue?

- 'Cause.

- 'Cause why?

- I'm thinkin'!

I'm thinkin'!

Oh, yeah!

Fluffy told me
she's saving it till later

So she can eat it for dinner.

[All gasp]

- Oh, no.

- Poor daddy!

- I always knowed
that fluffy was bad news.

- [Cackling]

- Let's go find fluffy.

- So this is fluffy's house.

- Yep.

- It sure looks scary, philip.

- Uh, it's not so bad.

- [Gasps]
oh, yes, it is.

One time I got too close,
and fluffy reached out her paw

And tried to drag me inside
by my shoelaces.

I wouldn't go in there
if I was you.

- We don't gots no choice.

- Want me to come with you?

- I'll go.

- No, that's okay, you guys.

- We gots to fight
our own batter.

- If we're not back
in eleventy days,

You guys can have
our linty collection.

Lil, kitty tail, o'clock.

[Bell jingling]

[Cat snarls]

Hi, pretty kitty.

I gots a treat for youse.

How about you open up your mouth

So's I can
get my daddy's tongue?

- [Snarls]

Come on, fluffy.

My daddy needs his tongue
so he can lick lollipops

And tell me stories
about pirates.

Please.

[Yowls]

Sorry, lil.

That is one tough kitty.

- We'll see how tough.

Open up, fluffball.

Give me my daddy's tongue,
or else.

- [Meows]

- Did you get the tongue?

- This is gonna be
harder than I thinked.

- At least
you still got your shoelaces.

- No, we're not giving up yet.

Come on.

- Give up, kitty.

- We got you arounded.

- I see it!

- Kira,
that's just fluffy's tongue.

- If she only got her own tongue
in there,

Where'd she put our daddy's?

- She must've
hided it somewheres.

- Get away
from my precious kitty.

What's that you say, fluffy?

You're real, real hungry?

Don't worry.

Tonight you're gonna have
tongue casserole.

It's her favoritest meal.

See ya.

[Cackling]

- She's not gonna make
no cassy-role

Out of our daddy's tongue.

Come on.

No.

Where's lil?

What's wrong, lillian?

- I'm real sad.

You know what's worser than
having a daddy who can't talk?

- What?

- A daddy who can't sing us
our favoritest song,

Beddy-bye time
for phil and lil.

- Don't worry, lil.

Daddy's gonna sing to us
real soon.

We'll get that tongue back,
no matter what.

- Oh, lou pickles.

For the love of pete.

If you keep eating
all of them horse doovers,

You aren't gonna be hungry
for dinner.

- Hey, guys, I know what to do.

If we give fluffy
a whole lot of snacks--

- [Gasps]

Her tummy
will be too fulled up

To eat daddy's tongue
for dinner.

- Dinner will be served shortly.

- Hiya, babies.

Guess you must've heard.

It's almost time for dinner,

Mine and fluffy's.

[Angelica laughs, fluffy purrs]

- Come on.
We gots to hurry.

- Oh, fluffy-kins, my sweetest,
most cuddliest little angel.

- Psst!

Kitty.

- Where do you think
you're going, fluffy?

- Shrimpy!

- Fluffy!

- So you say
you're a hungry kitty?

- We got lots of yummy treats.

- [Munching]

- It's working.

- There's no way she's gonna
have room in her tummy

For that tongue now.

- Just one more bite.

- Come on, fluffy.

Eat the fishy.

- Dinnertime.

- [Gasps]
uh-oh.

- Hurry, philip!

- Follow that cat!

[Burps]

Oh, no!

- She gots the tongue!

- Kitty cat!

Kitty!

[Suspenseful string music]

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- Hold it right there, kitty.

- Give us the tongue!

[Both grunt]

- [Meows]

[Adults chattering indistinctly]

- [Giggles]
yucky.

- [Spits]

Yech.

What was that?

- What the--

Howard,
your voice is back!

- Hooray, he talked!

- Yeah!
- Yay!

- Whoo!

- Oh, my poor
special little sweet-ums.

- Hey, kiddos.

What's up?

Oh, looks like you two
are getting sleepy.

How about I sing
your beddy-bye song?

- Yeah.

You don't want to pamper
those pipes.

- Right you are.

[Clears throat]

♪ Nighty-night, phil
nighty-night, lil ♪

♪ Nighty-night, phil
nighty-night, lil ♪

♪ Nighty-night, twins
nighty-night, twins ♪

♪ Nighty-night, philly--

- This is their favoritest song?

- Maybe his tongue
forgotted how to sing good.

- Maybe he gots
the wrong tongue back.

- ♪ Night nighty-night

♪ Nighty, nighty,
nighty-night, twins ♪

♪ Nighty-night nighty-night

♪ Nighty-nighty-nighty-night,
phil ♪

♪ And lil

- [Screaming]

- Don't cry, dili.

Grandma's bringing our bottles.

- [Grunts]

- [Smooching]

- Abba!
- Hey, lulu.

Get a load of this.

It's me
on my first army mission.

Look at me there
in my trusty helmet.

- Mm, cute as I remember.

You've always been a looker.

- Don't worry, dil.

I'll get your bottle back.

- I had to cross
enemy territory.

Used every nook and cranny
I could grab.

- [Grunts]

Whoa.
Ooph!

- Then I pulled out
my trusty shovel

And dug my first foxhole.

I popped up...
- Oh!

- And swore I saw the enemy.

I had to drop and roll, quick.

Then I was hit
by an awful smell.

- [Sniffs]
phew!

- Turns out it was manure
fertilizing the field.

Talk about
your chemical warfare.

Ugh.

Then I had to crawl
under some barbed wire

On my belly.

Hey, sprout.

- [Giggles]

Here's your bottle, dili.

- Hap-py.

- Ooh, don't keep me
in suspense, doll.

What happened?

- Then me and my fellow soldiers
celebrated

By raising a glass
at a local bistro,

Our mission a success.

- Mmm!

- Moo!

Moo!

Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk!

Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk!

And how does a piggy sound?

Oink!
Oink!

Oink-oink!

And what does the duck say?

[Mimics crashing, giggles]

- Well, there she goes again.

I think something's
bothering her, kira.

- I likes real animals
better than those animals.

- This is still
kind of a new home for kimi.

I think we need to
spend more time with her

To help her adjust.

[Fifi barking]

Chuckie, no!

- No!
No!

No!

[Both sighing]

- Kimi drew this.

You can see why we're worried.

- Well, it's the eiffel tower.

I think little kimi-chan
is homesick.

- So that's why
you wanted the french motif

For this little party.

- Well, yeah.

It would help her feel more
at home in her new surroundings.

That and some extra attention.

- My daddy's gonna read me
the story of rapuzzle.

- Oh, wow, chuckie.

Uh, who's rapuzzle?

- Um, I'm not really sure.

- Look!

Phil and lil's mommy
gots a present!

- This'll make the pup
feel like one of the litter.

Here you go, kiddo.

- Hey,
why'd you get the surprise?

- Robosnail!

Crash!

- [Gasps]
kimi, you broked it.

- I'm sorry.

[Fifi barking]

[Giggles]

- Thanks, betty.

I'm sure that'll help.

[All laughing]

- I gots in trouble
when I did that.

[Gasps]
tommy, look!

Your mommy and daddy
gots two presents,

And I think one's for me.

Oh, that is the most
beautifullest ball I ever saw.

- Here you go, kimi.

And a little something
for chuckie too.

- Ooh, bouncy!

- This is probably
better than any ball.

Oh.

Socks.

- That's okay, chuckie.

Your daddy's still gonna
read you the rapuzzle story.

- Yeah.

Who needs a ball?

[Gasps]

[Whimpers, groans]

I gots really nice socks today,
reptar...

[Kimi giggling
and chattering quietly]

Better than any dumb ball!

- I likes playing
with mommy and daddy,

But not all the time.

- They're not here to sees you.

They're gonna read me my story.

Come back here, reptar.

- Time for a story, kimi.

- Chuckie can listen too.

Oh, let's not spoil his fun.

This is the story of rapunzel.

- [Gasps]

Okay, kimi.

How come you get stuff,
feed the dog,

And peoples gives you stuffs,

And our daddy reads rapuzzle
to you and not me?

- I don't know.

- You gots to be
doing something!

So from now on, whatever you do,
I'm gonna do.

- Good morning, chuckie.

Where's kimi?

- I think kimi's
playing hide-and-go-seek.

- Gosh.

Where could kimi be?

There she is!

- Kimi-chan, here we come.

- Get out of my way, fifi.

I gots to play
with my mommy and daddy too!

Crash!

[Groaning]

- I think I losted them.

- Now they can find me!

- We found you.

- Down!

- Now, now, now.

Here's your favorite landmark,
kimi.

Oh, where's chuckie,
koibito?

- Uh, maybe
he had to use the potty.

- They didn't find you, chuckie?

- They didn't even
try to find me.

- Kimi's very good
at hide-and-go-seek.

- That's beautiful, kimi.

- See what I mean, tommy?

Since they gots kimi
to play with.

They don't need me
to play with no more.

[Upbeat music tinkles]

♪ Frere jacques,
frere jacques ♪

♪ Dormez-vous?
Dormez-vous? ♪

♪ Sonnez les matines,
sonnez les matines ♪

♪ Ding ding dong,
ding ding dong ♪

- Chuckie, you can do that.

You can dance and sing too.

Just use that word they like.

[Upbeat music continues]

♪ No, no-no, no, no, no, no,

♪ No, no-no, no-no, no

- Maybe kimi
wants her robosnail.

You don't mind, do you, chuckie?

- ♪ No, no, no

I tries and I tries,
and what do I gets?

Nothing.

- See, kimi?

Nothing like putting down roots
to make you feel at home.

[Sighs]

Oh, well.

- Maybe kimi
gets to put down boots,

But I'll gets the hose.

Where's the water?

[Screams]

- Chuckie!

- Chas,
I brought some lemonade--

[Screams]
- chuckie!

- [Gasping]

- But I didn't--

Mommy and daddy--

Doh.

Well, at least
I got you to play with, tommy.

- Time to go home, tommy.

- Now I don't gots nobody.

I'll just play by myself.

[Gasps]
my room's not my room no more!

[Yelps]

Kimi, that's my stuff!

- I know!

I wants to hide in here.

- No!

You already gots
pictures of paris

And mommy and daddy
all to yourself.

- You always gets to be
all by yourselves.

- Hey, that's my cap.

- Well, maybe if I put it on,

They'll think I'm you
and leave me alone.

- That's the last strawberry.

You take that off.

Kimi, come back.

Ooh, ah, ugh, agh!

Stop!

[Grunting]

- I don't thinks
I wants to be you right now.

[Both gasp]

- Well, accidents happen,
I guess.

- [Sighs]

I thoughts they'd never leave.

- They always leave me--

Now that
they gots you to play with.

They play farm aminals with you

And sing friar jackets.

- I've been trying
to play with you for forever.

They keep taking me
somewheres else.

- I thought it was
'cause they liked you bestest.

You want to do something
together now?

- Yeah.

What do you want to play
with first?

The blocks or fifi or--

- The ball.

- [Giggles]

- You know,

I think chuckie's
made kimi feel right at home.

- Hey, little guy.

How about you bring that ball
over to the couch,

And I read you
the story of rapunzel?

[Crashing]

Oh, no.

- Lil, kitty tail, o'clock.