- ♪ 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.
[rock music]
♪
- Hey, you guys, don't forget,
my golf tournament's this afternoon.
You're all going to be there to support me, right?
- Fore! - You better believe it!
- And after that, you're all coming
to my charity fashion show, right?
[all speaking at once]
- And after that, don't forget my grave-digging competition.
[all speaking at once]
- 'Inkin!
- Shh.
- [giggling]
- [sighs, clears throat]
I know what you're thinking.
"Lincoln, why are you trying
to get out of all your sisters' activities?"
Well, you don't know my life.
With ten sisters, my calendar's booked every day with stuff.
I'm supposed to go to rodeos, pageants, open mic nights.
Once in a while, a guy just needs some time to himself.
- Hey, Lincoln. You're coming to my softball game today, right?
- Dang it. Should've done a head count.
Actually, Lynn, I've got some important business to attend to.
Like Ace Savvy versus the Card Shark.
- Lame. My team has won our last six games,
and you're the only member of this family
who hasn't come out to support me.
- That's because I was supporting six other sisters
at their things.
Sorry, Lynn, I just can't do it today.
- Sure you won't reconsider?
[crowd cheering]
- Let's do this!
- Well, it's a beautiful day at the park.
Isn't it, Pep? - Oh, sure it is.
- It's the bottom of the ninth
with the Royal Woods Squirrels
up 3-nothing.
Could this be another shutout
for star pitcher Lynn Loud?
[cheers and applause]
- Go, Lynn!
- Loud is performing her signature good luck rituals.
- Hutta-hut! Hutta-hut! Hutta-hut!
- Hey, Pep, you believe there's anything
to these kinds of superstitions?
- I don't know.
- Well, here's the windup, and the pitch.
Ooh, looks like the softball gods
did not love that cossack dance.
[crowd exclaiming]
[exciting music]
♪
Hated that cossack dance.
[crowd booing]
- Don't worry about it, sis!
Hey, sis. I'm really sorry you lost.
- [gasps] - Hey.
- Stay back.
You're bad luck.
- What are you talking about?
- My team has been dominating all season,
then the one time you show up, we lose.
- That's ridiculous.
I'm not bad luck.
- Yeah-huh you are,
which is why I'm banning you from all future games.
Now scram!
I have to make things right
with the softball gods.
Hutta-hut! Hutta-hut!
Hutta-hut!
- Lincoln, are you coming to my charity fashion show?
It's for a great cause:
oysters without pearls.
- Leni, no!
He'll ruin your fashion show
just like he ruined my winning streak.
He's bad luck!
- Oh, come on, Lynn,
that is absolutely...
true.
I think I may be onto something here.
Leni, I'd love to go to your fashion show,
but I'd hate for my bad luck to make you trip,
or jam a zipper, or break a heel.
- [gasps] The horror!
Maybe you should sit this one out.
- I'll be there in spirit.
- Next on "Arggh!"...
- [exclaims]
[both grunting]
Hey, Linc, you coming
to my alligator-wrestling match?
- Don't invite Lincoln.
He could make your alligator trip,
or jam its zipper, or break a heel.
- What? - He's bad luck.
- I can't deny it.
- Uh, maybe you shouldn't come after all.
I'm wrestli'' my first 200-pounder,
and I can't take any chances.
- Sure, Lola, I'll come to your pageant.
I just hope my bad luck doesn't make your hair go flat.
- [gasps] Get away from me!
- I'd love to attend your performance.
I'm just afraid my bad luck
might cause a clown car collision.
- [gasps] That would put a dent in things!
[laughing]Get it?
But seriously, don't come.
- Oh, Lily, I sure would like
to come to your playdate,
but I'd hate for my bad luck
to cause a boo-boo.
- [blowing raspberry]
- [scoffs]
There's no such thing as bad luck.
There's only science.
All else is hooey.
- Lisa literally has a point.
You're coming to my tournament, Lincoln.
This family supports each other.
- You're right, I'm being silly.
Let me get those for you.
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa!
[clattering]
Whoops.
- [gasps] My sand wedge!
You are bad luck.
You are literally uninvited to my tournament.
- I retract my earlier statement.
Back, ye cursed wretch!
And don't even think about attending
my lecture series on thermodynamics.
- Aw, man.
- Come on, guys, it's time for my gator-wrestling match.
[excited chatter]
[door closes]
- So sorry to miss it all.
[rock music]
Who's unlucky?
I'm unlucky.
Who's unlucky? I'm unlucky.
Tough break, Card Shark.
Looks like Ace Savvy just called your bluff.
♪
[burps]
♪
I got to say, being bad luck
turned out to be pretty good.
What the--
why is my breakfast on the coffee table?
- Oh, sorry, sweetheart, but would you mind
eating breakfast in the living room today?
- I've got a big presentation, and your mother's got
back-to-back root canal patients.
We--we can't risk your bad luck spreading to us.
- Just another perk of the bad luck life.
Now I can play video games while I eat.
- Come on, kids, the movie starts in half an hour!
- This is gonna be, like, the best movie ever!
- So awesome!
- Dibs on holding the popcorn.
- [yells]
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Not so fast, son. I wish you could come,
but with your bad luck, who knows what could go wrong?
- The movie could sell out!
- I could get stuck behind some lady with a beehive.
- Someone could get scalded with molten butter.
- [gasps] I didn't even think of that one.
Sorry, kiddo.
- Oh...no problem.
You guys have fun.
- Don't worry, I'll tell you
how the movie ends.
- Eh, what's missing one movie
when it means having more awesome me time?
[gloomy rock music]
Who is unlucky?
I'm unlucky.
Who's unlucky? I'm unlucky.
Take that, Wild Card Willie.
Ace Savvy just dealt you some justice.
[tires screeching]
[excited chatter]
[sighs]
"Sorry, Lincoln,
"but you can't sleep here tonight.
We just can't risk it"?
Are you kidding me?
all: No!
- Hey, buddy, think I could bunk here for the night?
[dog growling]
Et tu, Charles?
♪
Guys? I think you accidentally locked me out.
- Kids, we've got a special treat for you.
Since your father's presentation went so well...
- And your mother's root canals too.
- We thought we'd celebrate with a trip to the beach tomorrow.
[all cheering]
- We're going to the beach tomorrow?
- Ooh, gosh, sorry, son. Not you.
Someone could get attacked by a shark.
- Or caught in a riptide.
- Or stung by a jellyfish.
- [gasps] If that happens,
I call peeing on the wound!
- Come on, you guys, be reasonable.
- You're bad luck, Lincoln.
You can't come!
- I guess I brought this on myself.
Attention, Loud family!
[feedback screeching]
I have a confession to make.
Contrary to popular belief,
I am not bad luck.
I just let you guys believe that
so I could get out of going to your stuff.
It was a really selfish thing to do.
We all need to support each other.
I'm really sorry.
- Nice confession, Loud!
- If you're not bad luck,
then how come after I banned you,
my team won our doubleheader,
and now we're going to the playoffs?
Huh?
- She's got you there, Loud!
- Could you just please go back inside?
- Sorry, buddy! - I'm sorry, honey.
- We'll write! - Lynn's right, you're bad luck.
- Step farther away from the house.
- Ugh, Lynn and her superstitions!
As long as she thinks I'm bad luck, I'm doomed.
I have to find a way to prove her wrong.
Dang squirrel!
Squirrel!
Hmm.
- Go, Lynn!
[cheers and applause]
- What's with that squirrel today?
His choreography is so dated.
- Hey, man! You try dancing in this heat.
My plan is simple: I watch the game in disguise,
and when the Squirrels win,
everyone will see I'm not bad luck.
- Talk about bad luck.
Everything is going wrong for the Squirrels today.
What do you think, Pep?
- I think I've wasted my life.
- Just look at our poor Squirrels!
[crowd murmuring]
[both grunting]
♪
- Yowza.
Two outs in the bottom of the ninth,
and the bases are loaded.
Lynn Loud steps up to the plate,
but with the luck she's been having today,
the Squirrels are looking a whole lot like roadkill.
- Way harsh, dude!
- I think you're rubbing off on me, Pep.
- Oh, I have that effect on people.
- The windup, the pitch.
- Strike one!
- Lynn's right, I am bad luck.
- Strike two!
- Maybe I can move into Lisa's fallout shelter.
Lead walls will keep my bad luck from affecting anyone.
- And the pitch!
It's going, it's going,
it's gone!
Lynn Loud hits a grand slam!
Squirrels win! Squirrels win!
[cheers and applause]
Squirrels win! Squirrels win!
[cheers and applause]
- Congratulations! - You rocked it, Lynn-sanity!
- Um, do you mind, fur ball?
This is a family moment.
- Guys, it's me.
I was here the whole time.
This proves it.
I'm not bad luck.
- Oh, my gosh, you're right.
Wow, Lincoln. I'm really sorry.
- Sorry, Lincoln.
- Sorry we sold all your furniture.
- Wait, what?
Well, my family doesn't think I'm bad luck anymore.
In fact, now they think I'm good luck.
- Hey, Lincoln, put the head back on
before we get stung by a jellyfish!
- But unfortunately,
only when I'm in the squirrel suit.
[whimsical music]
♪
[school bell ringing] - Okay, class.
Tomorrow we're wrapping up our biology studies
with a special project.
We'll be dissecting...
frogs!
[all exclaiming]
- Get ready to jump in.
[laughing]
Really? No one?
- Dissecting frogs?
That sounds...
- Horrible!
You can't do that.
- They're just frogs, Lana.
What's the big deal?
- I'll show you what the big deal is.
- Ow, ow!
- Watch this movie I made about Hops.
- [croaks]
- "Hops: A Life in Leaps."
I'll never forget the day
I met my future best friend.
- [croaks]
- [laughs]
You're the best froggy.
Well, I got to go.
Dad's making meatloaf tonight.
Thanks for the fun day.
[somber string music]
Aww, you're lonely, aren't you, little guy?
Would you like to come home and live with me?
[cheerful piano music]
♪
I'm gonna name you Hops!
- [croaks]
- Since that day,
we've been pretty inseparable.
We eat all our meals together.
Hops likes his crickets chocolate-covered,
but I like mine plain.
We play together.
We even get our school photos taken together.
- All right, kid, smile.
Three, two, one.
Cheese.
- Nighty night, buddy.
- [croaks]
- I can't imagine what life would be like
without my best friend Hops.
[snoring]
♪
- That was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
- You see, Lincoln?
Frogs are cooler on the outside
than they are on the inside.
So please don't dissect them.
- I won't, and neither will anyone else.
- What do you mean?
- We're going on a rescue mission.
- Don't forget Hops.
- All right, class,
when we return from lunch
we'll leap into our frog dissecting.
Come on, people.
I'm giving you comedy gold here.
[school bell rings]
[suspenseful music]
- Lana, where are you?
[gasps] Oh.
Good hiding place.
- What are you talking about?
Hops and I were just eating lunch.
[burps]
- [burps]
- Let's go.
♪
- We have a problem.
It's a surface mounted deadbolt
with a tumbler locking mechanism.
- In English, please?
- We'll have to find another way in.
♪
- [straining]
♪
- [gasps] Principal Huggins?
Wrong room. Wrong room!
[straining]
♪
[exhales]
Good job, Hops.
♪
- What's up, frog-ays?
We're here to rescue you.
- [grunting]
Let's go.
[doorknob rattling]
[both gulp]
- [gasps] My frogs!
[school bell ringing] Principal Huggins!
- Whoa, that open window decoy was brilliant.
- What do you think, this is my first animal rescue?
♪
- Be free, my amphibian friends,
be free!
- [croaking]
- Good luck, frog-ays!
Have a nice life.
- [croaks]
[birds screeching]
- Uh, you guys might want to get moving.
- Seriously, guys, go!
- [hisses]
- Do you want to be today's lunch special?
Move! Why aren't they moving?
- Maybe they don't know how to survive in the wild.
Hey, you!
Not cool!
Lincoln, we can't leave them here.
- You're right. We'll take them home
till we can think of a better plan.
- Don't even think about it!
- They'll be safe here.
Come on, we got to go.
Lunch hour's almost up.
- All right, Hops.
Keep an eye on them till we get back.
- Whew!
- Good afternoon, class.
Mrs. Johnson has informed me
that some frogs have gone missing.
Does anyone know anything about that?
Well, I've been in this racket for quite a while,
and I think I know what happened.
One of you thought you'd be a hero
and rescue the poor creatures,
and the frogs would be so grateful
they'd put up a statue of you.
So who is the frog hero?
Is it you?
Ribbit, ribbit.
- [laughs nervously]
Uh, uh, not me, sir.
I'm no hero.
- Okay. No one wants to confess.
I guess we can just let it slide.
Not!
I'll find the frog hero myself
by searching each of your houses after school.
So get ready.
Huggins is coming.
- [gulps]
Lana!
Wait, it's her after school snack time.
Lana!
- Hey, Lincoln. Gum?
- Ugh!
Come on, we got to get home
and hide those frogs, stat!
♪
[knocking at door]
Open up, Dombrowski.
Frog inspection.
- We'll just hide the frogs in the garage,
easy peasy.
- Not so easy peasy.
[frogs croaking]
Hops, how'd the frogs get out?
[rock music]
♪
- [croaks]
[horn honking]
♪
- 10 down, 40 to go.
[pounding at door] - Open up, Loud.
Frog inspection!
Good afternoon, children.
Well, I don't see any frogs here.
I guess I'll just be on my way.
Not!
♪
- [exclaims]
Let me take your coat.
- Ah!
♪
Yes, just put that down anywhere,
why don't you?
Ugh.
♪
- [croaks]
- Uh, I didn't want the glare to hurt your eyeballs, sir.
[glass shattering]
- What was that?
You two seem a bit nervous.
- [muffled] Not at all.
Mmm. Protein.
[chuckles]
♪
- Sorry, sir.
You had some schmutz on you.
Here, let me get you a towel.
- Stop that!
[distant thud]
Hmm.
Maybe I'll go check upstairs.
♪
- Wet willie!
Uh, just trying to lighten the mood.
- What's this room?
- That's Lucy and Lynn's bedroom,
but I wouldn't go in there.
Lucy's kind of spooky.
- If you think I'm afraid of a little--
[screaming]
That room looks clear.
[clears throat]
What's this room?
- That's Lori and Leni's bedroom,
but I wouldn't go in there.
They have a pretty intense security system.
- I'll take my chances.
[electricity crackling]
Well, upstairs looks clear.
I need to use your restroom.
I usually do this alone.
- Oh, right. Sure.
Uh, I'm just gonna... check the toilet.
Got to make sure I didn't leave anything in there.
You're good to go.
[rock music]
- [exclaims]
- [croaks]
♪
- [panting]
- Well, it appears your house is frog-free,
so I'll be on my way.
- Good luck, sir.
Keep fighting the good fight.
- I'll just grab your--coat?
[suspenseful music]
[gasps]
- I'll grab my own coat.
[both gasp]
- What is wrong with you two?
- Nothin'. Drive safe.
- What the--whoa!
[yelling]
[frogs croaking]
- [exclaiming]
You are the frog hero!
[both sigh]
- We're sorry, guys.
We failed you.
- If only Principal Huggins
could see you the way we do.
Hops! You beautiful, green, warty genius!
Up high, buddy.
- [crying]
That was the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen!
[both sobbing]
- Don't hog it, Huggins.
I want to watch it again.
- See? Frogs are way cooler on the outside.
- There is no way we're dissecting them.
But what are we going to do with all these frogs?
- I'm glad you asked.
[frogs croaking]
- We call it the frog-ay fortress.
- [gasping] - Oh, that's awesome.
[all exclaiming]
- Um, what are those two frogs doing?
- [exclaims]
Class dismissed!
- I'm sorry Principal Huggins gave you detention.
- That's okay.
All that matters is that the frogs are safe
and things can go back to normal.
both: "Tonight's special:
roasted duck enchiladas"?
[ducks quacking]
- ♪ 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