08x25 - Cynthia Comes Alive/Trading Phil

[bunniefuu]

[ whirring]

[ snoring]

Whoa!

[ whirring]

[ kids laughing]

[ dog barks]

[ giggles]

[ whirring]

[ squeals]

MECHANICAL VOICE:
Hi, I'm Toby the Turtle,

and I love you bundles!

Love you,
too, Toby.

My turn.

No, my turn,
Phillip!

Hi, I'm Toby the Turtle,
Toby the Turtle,

[ slower]:
Toby the Turtle, Toby...

[ voice stops]

Maybe he's asleept.

Or sick.

He don't feel sick.

Guys?

I think Toby's
broked.

But... but how?

We got him yesterday.

ANGELICA:
Oh, brother.

Dumb baby toys break.

Not like mynew
Cool Teen Cynthia!

See?

[ rock music plays]

CYNTHIA:
Ah, seriously, sweet.

This is soyesterday.

Well, isn't she smart?

Not really, Angelica.

She don't even know it's today.

Hey! Hands off, sticky fingers.

I'm just looking!

[ grunting]

Whoa!

Now look what
you babies did!

You broke
Cool Teen Cynthia!

We didn't break it,
Angelica, youdid!

Did not!

It was your fault

because it always is.

Just like the way

your dumb
turtle broke.

And I hope it's broke forever.

Ha!

[ whimpering]

What's the matter,
kids?

Piece of cake.

I'll take Toby to my shop

and have him fixed up
in no time.

Okay?

Angelica,
what's wrong?

[ angrily]:
Oh, those diaper-heads!

[ sweetly]:
I-I mean, my sweet cousins
accidentally broke

my Cool Teen Cynthia.

Mmm, seems to be
a toy-breaking day.

Well, don't worry, Angelica.

I'll fix Cynthia, too.

Thanks, Uncle Stu.

[ bell dings]

[ cell phone beeps]

This is soyesterday.

That-- that girl!

She's exactly like
Cool Teen Cynthia!

Nice to meet you.

Well, this is
Java Lava.

[ whimpering]

Oh, Angelica, meet Cindy.

She's in the
high school's
work-study program.

She's going
to work here.

Doesn't she look
just like Cool Teen Cynthia?

Yeah.
Uh-huh.

Yeah.
Kinda.

Where is Cool Teen
Cynthia, anyways?

Oh, she's... right over there.

That is
Cool Teen Cynthia.

She's come alive!

[ all gasp]

[ giggles crazily]

I didn't know toys
could come alive.

I wonder what toy will
come alive next.

Uh, guys, what if
they're not so friendly

when they get live?

How about the nice bunny?

Can he come alive firstest?

Well, if they do,

can my block
be second?

Another sugar?

"A," I only have,
like, two hands

and "B," it's so bad
for your teeth.

[ growls]

I'll just give her one
of my little pep talks.

[ clears throat]

Cindy, if it's not
too much trouble,

could you try to be, well, you
know, nice to the customers?

Nothing too drastic,

but maybe you could-- I don't
know, let's see-- smile?

Okay, I'm, like, way jazzed
to be working here, Mr. Finster,

and you guys are
totally cool,

but FYI, these are my don'ts:

don't wipe counters,
don't wash dishes,

and definitely don't smile.

It's sonot cool.

[ sighs]

I know just what you mean,
Cindy.

Smiling is soyesterday.

Seriously.

KIRA:
Angelica,

Jonathan's here
to take you to preschool.

[ growls]:
Ooh!

Uh, I'm afraid

Cindy will scare away
all of our customers,

we'll have bad
word-of-mouth,

and then
no business

and next thing you know,
I'll go broke!

Oh, no.

Did you hear that?

My daddy's going
to get brokeded.

[ gasps]

Like what happened
to Toby!

BETTY:
Chaz, your troubles
will be over

as soon as you bring big Cindy
down to size.

See, this all started
because Cynthia gotted big.

That's it!

All's we gots to do is
get Cynthia small again.

Then she'll be
too teeny to work.

And our daddy won't be broked!

Yeah!

Let's go!

Okay, now this vocal circuit
connects right here.

Hi-eeee.

Everyone's a critic.

Excuse me!

My Mocha Doka Yokyo.

Still drying...

[ grumbles]

[ bell dings]

Cindy, uh, I kind
of noticed that you...

well, you don't
really like to do

much work
around here, and...

Still drying.

You know, my last boss said

I was, like, full of fun
and, like,

full of ideas, and,
like, full of fun ideas.

I say she's, like,
full of hot air.

[ gasps]

Cindy's full of hot air?

Like a beachy ball?

That's it!

We'll pull out
her blow-up thingy

and all her air
will come out

and she'll get
small again.

But where is
her blow-up thingy?

TOMMY:
It's in her
bellybutton.

Now all's we gots to do
is pull it!

[ gasps]:
Oh, no!

I think my dad
is starting
to get brokeded.

We gots to hurry,
Tommy.

Okay, guys.

We gots a daddy
to save.

Why don't we go
to the office

and consult the
"Employee Relations
Handbook"?

[ sighs]

[ cell phone rings]

Ashley looks really good
in the pants, but Zoe looks

really bad
in the skirt

and Susie
looks okay
in the skirt.

Oh, you and I
both look great
in the pants.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Tell me
about it.

"When dealing with employees,

just use the three Fs:
firm, fair and fearless."

I think they forgot
the one you need: fired!

We better call
the high school.

Ohh...

Tell me about it.

Uh-huh, yeah.

Uh-huh.

[ screams]

[ yelling]

[ grunting, yelling]

I'm on hold.

Band music.

[ grunting]

Now how's are we
going to make her small?

TOMMY:
I gots it!

Remember when we
sat on those balloonies
at Chuckie's birthday

and they poppeded
and gots all tiny?

[ yelling]

[ babies giggling]

[ screams]

[ screams]

[ yells]

[ crash]

Oh, she's one tough balloony.

Looks like we're going
to have to think up
another way to shrink her.

One time, my daddy
put my jammies
in the washing machine

and they came out
all small.

Uh, sorry,
about your jammies, Chuckie,

but we gots bigger problems
right now!

No, Phil,
Chuckie means

if we put
Cynthia

in a washing
machine,

maybe she'll
get shrinkeded.

But we don't gots
no washing machine.

Maybe all's you need is

the stuff that's
ina washing machine.

Like soap
and water.

Which one we gots?

Looks like we gots water.

Okay, Kimi, go!

[ cries]

Now what?

[ screams]

[ retches]

[ screams]

[ yelling]

Cindy, what happened
in here?

It was those babies!

That's the last straw.

Blaming this mess
on the pups!

Cindy, I'm afraid
our time together,

while brief,
but meaningful, is...

Cindy...

[ breathing hard]:
you're...

I quit!

I just had to
put my foot down.

Whoa.

What happened
here?

BOTH:
Cindy.

Check out
my surprise for Angelica

when she
gets back.

Look!

[ cheering]

She's small again!

Bye, Jonathan.

Hey, where's Cindy?

I'm afraid Cindy had to leave.

But look who's
back instead.

Cynthia!

Hey, kids!

I got a surprise for you.

[ in Cynthia's voice]:
This is soyesterday.

Seriously,
sweet.

Guys? I think Toby's
a teenager now.

They grows up so fast.

But he still
looks like Toby.

And I bet he still
plays like Toby, too.

[ chatting excitedly]

Oh, I'm going to miss Cindy.

Oh, well, at least there's still
one cool teenager.

[ in Toby's voice]:
I love you bundles.

You're my best
baby friend.

What?!

[ screaming]:
Uncle Stu!

Doggie!

And soon, he'll be
a trained doggie.

Promised your Pop I'd teach
Spiffy, just like Spike.

Be a snap, if he has
half the brains
his father has.

Now, Spiffy.

Sit.

[ barks]

Must take after his mother.

So, what do you guys
want to do?

Well, we could
watch the birds,

or pick
dandelions,

or talk to a nice bug.

Water?

Dirt?

Sounds like mud pies to me.

ALL:
Yeah, mud pies.

We can play "Mud Pie Factory."

Lil and Kimi can
get the dirt.

Chuckie can add
the water.

I'll stir it,
and Phil can do
the patting.

Hey, why does Phil get
to be the patter?

Because he's the bestest, Lil.

Yep, either gots it
or you don't.

[ grunts]

Huh?

See ya, babies.

I'mgoing to play
with the cool kids.

Shouldn't you wear
a jacket?

They're not cool coldcool.

They're cool coolcool.

They're four.

Oh, that must mean
you're warm, Angelica,

because you're
only three.

I may look three,
but inside, I'm all four.

Hmm!

Um, can I play, too?

Ever catch
a globby before?

Are you kidding?

I know globbies
like the back of my head.

I can catch them
with my ears closed.

[ grunting]

[ laughing]

What are you,
three?

Oh, come on,
the wind was in my eyes.

[ laugh]

Oh, look,
he's so cute.

I wish we had a real baby
to play with.

I got a real baby.

A whole bunch.

I got babies
coming out the kazoo.

For the last time,
now, sit!

[ barks]

Speak.

Lay down.

[ pants]

Like this.

[ squeals]

Not you, Dil.

[ sniffs]

Ah, mud.

Still my favorite
after all this year.

So, see one
you like?

GIRL:
Head too round.

Funny hairdo.

GIRL :
Shoes too untied.

Feet too
pointed in.

He's cute.

Who?

Him?!

I mean,
good choice!

He's my most popular baby.

Here, take him.

Hey.

[ grunts]

Uh, this'll just take a minute.

Get over here,
Deville!

Uh, what I mean is,
four-year-olds
picked you.

Out of all
the babies,

they think
you're the best.

Uh, well, tell them
they gots nice hair.

I got mud pies waiting.

All right, game's over,
let's go.

No, why should I?

Because I said so.

TOMMY:
Angelica...

That won't work.

He don't wants to go.

Besides, we need him
for the factory.

He's our best patter.

[ agreeing]

The babies need him
for their dumb game, unless...

Maybe...

They could play
with your globby.

Sure.

We'd rather have
a baby than a globby
any day.

Okay, here's an offer
you can't reuse.

I give you
this really fun globby,

and you give me boring old Phil.

You're getting the better end
of the deal.

Sorry, Angelica,
we want to keep Phil.

What if I promise
to be nice to you forever?

Okay.

I'll do it.

[ gasp]

For babies everywhere!

Wherever there's a An...

[ yells]

It's just not fair.

I know, but he's
doing it for all
of us.

No, I mean I can't believe
they pickeded him instead of me.

What's he gots
that I don't gots?

A muddy bug
in his diapie?

Nope, got that.

Guess this means
we can't play
"Mud Pie Factory."

We'll just play without him.

Globby's the patter.

That's it, boy.

Now sit.

[ giggles]

[ sighs]

Okay, time to play
"Feed the Baby."

What's it supposed
to be?

Creamed spinach.

Good-bye.

It's just pretend.

Yeah, well, even pretend spinach
gives me the chillies.

I'm going back
to the mud pie factory.

What? And give up me being nice

to you and the other babies
forever?

Oh, yeah.

How do I know
you really mean it?

How about
I prove it

by being
extra nice to you
starting right now?

How?

By, um, uh...

[ groaning]

I'll give you this superfat,
disgusting worm.

A little small, kind of clean,
but not bad.
[ grunts]

Okay, I'll find you
a roly-poly, too.

You're good.

[ kisses worm]

[ grumbling]

All I got now is baby biscuits.

[ babbling]

All right, Spiffy, this time,

you're not getting one
till you sit up.

[ grunts]

Oh, ho!

Good boy.

Good boy,
you made all gone.

He's so cute.

Yeah, whatever.

So that was
pretty cool.

Guess that means
I'm pretty cool,
too, huh?

Uh, kind of.

Good going, Phil--
a little more,

and I'll be in
with the big kids
for good.

Okay, now let's play
"Take the Baby
to the Doctor."

Gee, Angelica, I don't know.

I think I'm still
kind of hungry.

That pretend food
just didn't fill me up.

I got you
a worm and a bug,
piggy pants.

What more
could you want?

Well, how about
one of your cookies?

Cookies? No way.

I'mthe one who takes cookies
from you babies.

Forget it.

Is your baby going
to play, or not?

Here, eat it.

He's not much of a patter,
is he?

He's the worst patter
I ever seed.

Face it, guys.

There's only one
real great patter.

[ crying]:
I miss Phillip!

Me, too.

Good old Phil.

I sure wish
we had him back.
Yeah.

But that would mean Angelica
won't be nice to us forever.

And she'll keep
stealing our cookies.

And breaking
our toys.

And calling us names.

And scaring us on purpose.

But it's still
better

to have Phil back,
right, guys?

[ agree]

Then let's go get him.

Time to give him
his rooster sh*t.

What baby doesn't cry
when you give him a sh*t?

A baby that likes
Reptar bars.

You happy?

Yep.

Then get crying!

[ crying]

[ chewing]

[ crying]

LIL:
Oh, no.

Poor Phil.

We gots
to save him.

Okay, guys, let's go.

[ crying]

Ow!

What are you doing here?

Yeah, go back.

No, Angelica,
we wants Phil back.

Well, you can't have him back.

Besides, don't you want me
nice to you forever?

Angelica, we decided
we don't care.

We want Phil back
no matter what.

Come on, Phil,
we're taking you home.

Uh, or over there.

Guys, I'm kind of having fun.

What?

Angelica's doing stuffs for me.

She got me a worm,
and a roly-poly, cookies.

Even a Reptar bar.

Wow, he does gots it good.

And the bestest part is,
if I stay,

she'll be nice to you guys, too.

Foreber.

For babies
everywhere!

Come on, Philly.

Time to dress up baby.

I'm out of here.
No, you don't.

You go, and I won't
be nice to your dumb
baby friends.

It's okay, we're going to play
"Mud Pie Factory."

See you.

Wait, wait.

Wecould play
mud pies.

[ yells]

That is so
three-years-old.

[ laugh]

Lay down.

Roll over.

Speak.

[ spits]

Good boy.

[ chuckling]

[ muttering]

Now, that's what I call
a mud pie.

We couldn't have doned it
without you.

Oh, everything's back to Norman.

I'm never going to be nice
to you babies again!

Huh?

[ grunting]

[ squishing]

PHIL:
For babies everywhere!