♪
[playing, laughing]
- So then, bam!
My remote controlled plane
smashed right into Dad's disco ball
and it broke into a million pieces!
- [gasps] Oh, no! - [screams]
- The one he got for winning the Royal Woods
"Dance Your Pants Off" contest?
He's so proud of that thing.
- I know. If he ever finds out,
I'll be as dead as disco!
- Don't worry, you're not the only one
hiding something from Dad.
all: Ooh!
- I accidentally scratched the car with my rhinestone purse.
[engine shuts off]
[clanking]
[metal scraping]
- You think that's bad?
Remember the blackout last week?
[feedback]
[strums guitar]
[power surges]
- I rather enjoyed the darkness.
Speaking of which, does anyone know
how to get black paint out of lace?
I painted Mom's wedding dress for my dark betrothal to Edwin.
[organ music]
- What can I say? We're not angels.
Sometimes we mess up, but the great thing is,
if you need to get something off your chest,
you can always trust your siblings.
[knock at door]
Well, not all of them.
- What you guys talking about?
- Quantum physics. - Monster trucks.
- Bobby. - Politics.
- Baseball, jokes. - Global warming.
- You're telling secrets again, aren't you?
It's not fair! I never get included!
- That's because you're a tattletale, Lola.
- [scoffs] I am not!
[crickets chirping]
Okay, I'll admit, I used to be a tattletale,
but I've changed!
- Uh-huh. - Sure.
- Yeah, right.
- [screams]
- Mom, they won't let me
in their secret secrets club!
- Mm, so where were we?
- I broke Dad's disco ball,
Luna caused the blackout, Lori scratched the car,
and Lucy ruined Mom's wedding dress.
Who's next? - Ooh! Ooh!
So you know how Dad was yelling at Charles
for chewing up his boots?
[giggles] That was me.
[all laugh]
- Wait a second. Weren't those steel toe?
- [screams] - Morning Linky.
I need a butler for my tea party.
You're it. - Yeah, that's not happening.
- Oh really?
I'd hate for Dad to find out
who broke his precious disco ball!
- [gasps] Who told you about that?
- [slurping] Ahh, top me off, Linkington.
I don't hear any tea.
- [sighs] [imitates liquid pouring]
- Hey Luce! Wanna play "drive me around
while I practice my pageant wave"?
- Hard pass.
- Okay. Maybe I'll go play dress up
with Mom's wedding gown instead.
[crow caws] [gasps]
Oh, wait, I can't.
Because someone ruined it.
- [gasps] Who told you that?
Sigh.
- Luna, can I have the middle?
-Sorry, little dudette, I snagged it first.
- Oh, okay. I hope your show doesn't,
ya know, like, end suddenly.
I hear there have been a lot of blackouts lately.
- Who told--
- Lori, can I have head scratchies?
- No. I need both hands for texting.
- Oh. I just thought you wouldn't mind
since you've been scratching a lot of things lately.
- [gasps]
- Two hands, please.
- ♪ With a moo-moo here, and a moo-moo there-- ♪
- Uh, I believe I said he had a pig.
- ♪ With an oink oink here and an oink oink there ♪
- How's my homework coming, Lis?
- I'm up to the letter S.
- Hmm, make the macaroni a little crooked.
I don't want my teacher getting suspicious. [laughs]
[claps] Jester! How about a joke?
- Why do chicken coops only have two doors?
'Cause if they had four, they'd be chicken sedans!
Ha ha ha ha ha. Get it?
- Yes! [laughs]
Isn't this fun, everyone?
[laughs] [all grumbling]
- Well, I think we all know why we're here.
Lola knows our secrets and she's literally torturing us.
- Clearly, we've got a rat.
- Ew! Where? - No, Leni.
A rat is an informal term for a snitch.
So which one of you low-lifes is it?
[all fighting] - It wasn't me!
No, way!
[screaming, thud] - [grunts]
Youch! What the?
Guys, stop!
I know who the rat is!
And her name rhymes with granola.
- Lisa?
- No. It's Lola!
She put a microphone in her tiara
and eavesdropped on our meeting!
- [screams]
Mom! They won't let me in their secret secrets club!
[beeping] - Well, now we know
who the rat is, but what do we do about it?
- Yeah. She still has all our secrets!
- But what if we had one of hers?
- Fat chance. Lola's a pro.
She covers her tracks.
- Everyone makes mistakes.
Even Lola.
- Just ten more minutes, and I'll have all your cereal
separated for you, Lola.
- Oh, good job, Lisa, don't let any of that icky bran
mix with those yummy marshmallows.
Uh, smooth jazz, Luna? [laughs] Nice try.
How about a little adult contemporary instead?
- Sure!
Anything for you, sis. [plays bass]
- Almost done with the second coat!
Then onto the third!
[dramatic music]
♪
- Aha!
"If you're reading this, you must be snooping.
Get out of my room. Or else. Signed, Lola."
"I said, get out of my room. Signed, Lola."
Err!
Lola's diary!
"Today I broke Mom's most prized possession.
"Just kidding, only a moron would write secrets in a diary.
Now get out of my room! Signed, Lola."
Man, she's good!
What is your secret, Lola Loud?
- Lola, come back!
Don't you want me to put more
of that pink crud on your toenails?
- [gasps]
Busted!
I said, no sweets before dinner,
Mr. Sprinkles! Burr, it's cold in here.
[crunching] - [screams]
[thud] Youch!
[groans] Where the heck
did this cactus come from?
"If you landed here, it means you were snooping in my room.
Enjoy the pricklies. Signed, Lola."
[sighs]
- Nice tiara, Loud.
What are you doing? Training for a beauty pageant?
- No!
Actually, yes!
- Oh. Well, good luck with that!
- No one has dirt on Lola Loud?
[all scream]
Sheesh. What did she do to these girls?
- Psst, over here.
Hey. I'm gonna help you.
Not because I like you, but because I'm tired
of always coming in second place to Lola.
- Wait, is this Lindsey Sweetwater?
- Do you want the dirt or not?
- Sorry. Proceed.
[whispering]
- [gasps] Holy--
- Shamoley!
- Man, that is juicy!
[chomps, munches]
And you got some really good dirt on Lola, too.
- [snaps] - Yep.
And now it's time to take her down!
[all cheer]
- Holy shamoley!
Who told you about that?
- If you tell Mom and Dad our secrets,
we'll tell them yours!
Now if you'll excuse us, those of us
who can trust each other are going to go hang out.
- So then, kaboom!
Mom and Dad's bedspread was burnt to a crisp.
- Guys! I just saw Lola marching into Mom and Dad's room!
I think she's ratting us out!
[all talking] - She wouldn't dare!
- If she's taking us down, we're taking her down with us!
[heavy footsteps]
- Thank you for telling the truth, sweetie,
but you know I have to punish you.
You're grounded for a month.
[sad music]
- You're grounded? Wait, what's going on?
- [sighs] You guys are off the hook.
I took the blame for all the stuff you did.
[all gasp, talk] - What?
Why would you do that?
- [sighs] 'Cause all I really wanted
was to be included in your group.
- Then why'd you threaten to tell on us
and make us do all that stuff?
- It was the only way I could get you to hang out with me.
But then I realized I went about it the wrong way.
Instead of using your secrets against you,
I should have tried to earn your trust.
So from now on, that's what I'm gonna work on.
If anyone needs me, I'll be up in my room
for the next thirty days.
Care packages welcome.
[door closes]
[harmonica playing]
[knock at door]
- Hey Lola, you know, we talked it over and decided...
You're in! You've earned our trust!
- [gasps] Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes!
[all chattering]
- Aw, so you guys won't believe
how bad I messed up the other day!
I was in the living room, practicing my pile driver
with Mom's ironing board.
[light music]
[all chattering] - Oh, you guys!
That was so fun! Thanks!
Everybody get home safe!
So, you'll never believe what Lynn did!
[gasps, whispers]
Well, what did you expect? I'm Lola Loud.
It's not like they'll tell anyone!
So, anyway... [whispers]
- ♪ 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