[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[zombies hissing]
No, Sheila, don't open the door.
The zombies are right outside.
[loud thud]
all: Ahh!
[loud thud]
It's a dove holding a note?
[knock at door]
That's probably for me.
MeeMaw's phone broke again.
Huh?
Um...
it's for me.
No way!
[all gasp]
I've been chosen to be the Amazing Brailster's
new junior illusionist.
I guess he liked my audition tape.
[upbeat music]
You must have used a "quarter" cup of flour.
Ugh!
I'm gonna to get to learn all the Brailster's tricks
and perform at the Illusion Chateau.
Awesome!
- Rad. - Come again?
No clue what that is.
What is that?
It's this super exclusive clubhouse
where all the greatest magicians perform, and now me!
Ah!
[bird chirping]
I think I'm a dad now.
Ooh.
[regal music]
Oh, wow.
[inhales and exhales]
Huh?
Hmm.
I wonder if there's a password or a secret button.
Ahh!
Oof!
Ta-da.
Welcome, junior illusionist, uh, Lincoln Loud.
[coughs] It's you, Mr. The Amazing Brailster.
Is "Amazing" your first name, or the--
sorry, not important.
You have to teach me how you did that.
[chuckles] All in good time.
[gasps]
Whoa.
Welcome, Lincoln, to The Illusion Chateau.
[cello music]
That's Madame Mystery's crystal globe.
Ooh.
And those are the Great Colangelo's Cards of Chaos.
Ooh, what's this?
A box of magical wonders?
Close.
It's a smoke alarm.
Please don't touch anything.
The Chateau is full of trapdoors.
Rumor has it there are magicians
who have gone missing in the Chateau
and have never been found.
That's awesome--
I mean, not for them, of course.
And behold.
[gasps]
Trixie the Magic Mongoose.
[laughs]
I met Trixie when I was just a young aspiring
magician like yourself.
You see, the pet store was all out of rabbits,
but mongooses are definitely just as magical.
Oh, she's my best friend.
I couldn't perform without her.
And now to begin your training.
I can't wait.
Which trick are we doing first?
Teleporting out of a water tank,
levitating, or... doing laundry?
Before you can become a great magician,
you must familiarize yourself with the tools of the trade.
Make sure to run the gentle cycle.
[groans]
[quirky upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[grunting]
Oof!
Laundry's finished.
So now that that's done, I was thinking
we could try your sawing-a-person-in-half trick.
Do you want to saw me, or should I saw you?
Or maybe we can saw each other at the same time.
Lincoln, you're not ready to perform tricks.
You're still in training.
These are the things you must master first.
But this is just a list of chores.
Magic chores.
[groans]
[birds chirping]
Ahh!
Here, birdie, birdie.
Oh!
[loud thud]
Dang it.
[gasps]
Hmm?
Ah!
[grunts]
[gasps]
[groans]
[whimpering]
[sighs] Phew.
Everything is polished, scrubbed, and wrangled.
So maybe tomorrow we can do some actual magic, please?
Sorry, Lincoln.
Tomorrow, I'm going to need your help with more tasks.
Trust me, there's a reason for all this.
Now, see what's inside my hat.
[gasps]
There's a clog in the confetti cannon.
[bird chirping]
So what cool tricks have you learned, Lincoln?
Can you make anything disappear yet?
Only stains.
The Brailster won't teach me any of his tricks.
He says I'm not ready.
That's ridiculous.
You're the best magician I know.
And I'm not just saying that because I actively avoid
meeting any other magicians.
He says I need to "master the basics"
before I can do anything cool.
This sounds just like something
my cousin Derek went through.
His boss wouldn't let him be a stunt car driver,
so one day, Derek took a minivan
and jumped it over a dumpster.
Wait, isn't your cousin Derek a parking attendant?
Your point being?
I think what Rusty's trying to say is, if you perform
an impressive trick for the Brailster,
he'll have to let you skip all the boring stuff
and let you perform the real magic.
You guys are right.
I'll show him what I'm capable of.
Liam!
Not in front of Rebecca.
Have some tact.
All right, I need to get my mustache groomed
before tomorrow's show.
No one likes the magician with mustache frizz.
Now, just clean out Trixie's cage,
and you're done for the day.
[coughs]
Now, to find something to wow the Brailster.
[quirky music]
[scoffs] Too easy.
What am I, an amateur?
Of course, a straitjacket escape.
If I master that, he'll have to let me perform with him.
Feast your eyes as Lincoln the Magnificent
performs an incredible escape.
[dramatic music]
[grunting]
Oof! Huh?
Stay.
Trixie, no!
Bad mongoose!
[sighs] I'm gonna need backup.
[grunting] Come...
[phone beeping]
Hello?
Clyde, I've got a code turquoise.
You tried to practice a magic trick
but accidentally let the Brailster's mongoose
loose in the chateau, and now you
need us to help find her and get you out of a straitjacket?
We're on our way.
Whoa.
Thanks, Stella.
Now we've got to get Trixie back in her cage
before the Brailster returns.
Oh, well, can't say I know much about mongeese,
but regular geese go giddy for this stuff.
Maybe one of these books has something about magic animals.
[both screaming]
Trixie, come on out.
Ugh.
This magic stuff gives me the creeps.
Not me, dawg.
Wow, my weekly push-up is working wonders.
[both screaming]
[loud thud]
I don't see anything, Lincoln.
You'd think a fancy place like this
could afford a nicer stage.
Ah!
Zach?
Where'd you go?
Zach? Clyde?
Stella?
Anyone?
Oh, no.
They've disappeared like those missing magicians.
[cello music]
Not helping.
[sighs] I've got to call the Brailster.
Ahh! - I sensed catastrophe.
[sighs] You sensed right, Mr. The Brailster-ster.
I messed everything up and lost Trixie.
What?
What did you do?
I wanted to show you I was ready to learn
spectacular magic tricks, but I got way ahead of myself.
And then I called my friends to help find her,
and now they're lost too.
I'm sorry.
I should have stuck to the tasks you asked me to do.
I'll never be a great magician like you.
Ooh!
[cello music]
Could you not?
I understand your frustration.
When I was a young magician, I also wanted
to start with flashy tricks.
But if I hadn't mastered the basics
my own teacher made me learn I would
never be able to do, uh, this.
[gasps]
What in tarnation?
This is why I hate magic.
Guys!
I'm so glad you're OK.
Ah.
I'm really sorry for what I did.
I'll have Rebecca deliver my resignation tomorrow.
Resignation not accepted.
I still believe you have great potential.
You just have to promise not to get ahead of yourself again.
I promise.
Splendid.
Brailster out.
[coughs]
[fire alarm beeping]
[coughs] These things really know how to ruin an exit.
[dramatic music]
Ah, Lincoln!
It's almost showtime.
Do you have my--
Balls and cups?
Polished and organized.
Well, what about my--
Handkerchiefs?
Fluffed and folded.
Well, and of course I'll need--
Straitjackets, ironed and bleached.
Exceptional.
And don't worry, you'll be up on that stage someday,
maybe even sooner than you think.
And now for a daring escape.
[cheering and applause]
Thank you, thank you.
You've been a brilliant audience.
But I couldn't have performed the show
without my junior illusionist Lincoln Loud.
[cheering and applause]
Oh, thank you, thank you.
[cheers and applause]
Go, Lincoln!
He's a promising young magician.
And soon he'll be performing his own tricks.
[screams]
[loud thud]
Just like that.
Ta-da.
♪ 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 11 kids ♪
♪ That's the way it always is ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪