- ♪ 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.
[quirky music]
♪
- Okay, tea set, glitter spray, and backup hair clips.
As it says in the brochure,
Bluebell Scouts have to be prepared for anything!
- Yep, that's why I packed my toolbox, bug spray,
and backup roll of TP.
- I can't believe we're gonna be Bluebells.
both: Together! [squealing]
- We can't get ahead of ourselves.
We gotta pass the tryouts first.
Which is why I'm giving you my lucky princess wand.
- Aww, thanks, sis.
And I'm giving you my lucky plunger!
[sad horn] Oh, don't worry,
I only use this one for sinks. - Thanks.
Shall we?
- Are we doing this, ladies? both: We?
- Bluebell Scouts are for girls only.
- Can't a guy just want to support his sisters
and cheer them on at tryouts?
- I thought we were going for the cookies.
- What Clyde means to say is, support, number one.
But if we do happen to come across
some of those world-famous Bluebell Scout cookies--
- The ones with crisp vanilla wafers,
chocolate drizzle, and toasted coconut crunchies.
both: [drooling]
both: A Bluebell is always prepared!
- Who's ready to become a Bluebell?!
Now if you wanna wear the periwinkle sash,
you'll need to earn five different patches today.
- Only five? Oh, we got this!
- First up we have the Wilderness Protection patch.
To earn it, we're going to hike up the friendship trail
and pick up all the icky sticky litter we find.
both: [gasps]
- We get to pick up trash? - We have to pick up trash?
- [sniffs] Mmm, spicy Italian.
- Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew! Ahh!
- All right, rubbish wranglers, let's see how we did.
[gasps] That's trash-tastic, Lana!
Now, how about your sister?
Mm, I don't think you got this one, honey.
- Don't worry, you'll get the next patch!
- You see anything? - Not a crumb.
- I don't get it.
This is the Bluebells, they gotta have cookies.
- Maybe we need to get closer.
- To earn the Car Care patch
you must change a tire on the Bluebell bus.
- Oh, oh, me first! [buzzing, whirring]
[car engine starts]
Might wanna get that fan belt checked.
[triumphant musical sting]
- Now aren't you just the cutest little grease monkey?
Okay, Lola, let's see how you change a tire.
- My auto club. Ask for Darcy, she is terrific.
- Hmm, sorry dear, that's not the Bluebell way.
- Come on, Lols.
You gotta up your game if we're gonna be Bluebells together.
You got this, girl. - Ow!
- To earn the Rod and Reel patch, you must catch a fish.
Everyone grab a squiggly wiggly worm!
- [gags, vomits]
[inhales deeply, vomits]
- That's a real whopper there.
- Three down, two to go.
Caught him with my bare hands
so I could keep this guy for myself.
- [vomits]
- Target sighted, Clyde. I'm going in!
Let me wallow in your tasty morsels--
Ahh!
[gasps] - What happened? No cookies?
- Oh, there were cookies. But not the kind you eat.
The kind you toss.
- Now, for the Primitive Survival patch.
To earn it, you must dig a latrine.
- That sounds French. A latrine...what is it?
- It's a hole you poop in.
- Ahh!
- Lola, the day's half over and you don't have any patches yet.
If you don't start trying harder,
we're not gonna be Bluebells together.
- I am trying.
I just didn't know we'd have to do all this gross...
poop and worm stuff.
- [chomps] Aww, come on. It's not so bad.
- Yeah, for you, the girl who eats trash hoagies.
- [belches]You know, sometimes you just gotta step out
of your comfort zone.
- I'm already out of my comfort zone.
I am eating without a tablecloth.
- Our next Bluebell challenge
will be the Fashion Forecastpatch.
- [gasps]
- Bluebell scouts are prepared for any kind of weather.
So I'll give you a forecast,
and you'll have to put on the proper attire.
Snow and ice.
[upbeat music]
Sunny and hot.
♪
Rainy and wet.
♪
Well, aren't you the prepared fashionista.
Great work, Lola! Oopsie daisy.
Those don't look like the proper rainy day clothes.
- These are "all weather" clothes.
I don't need to change into no silly outfits!
- Oh, sorry, sweetie, that's not the Bluebell way.
- Don't worry, Lans, you'll get the next one.
You got this, girl. - Ow!
- There's no cookies in here either.
- I'm starting to lose it,Lincoln.
The crisp vanilla wafers... - The chocolate drizzles...
- Toasted coconut crunchies. both: Ah.
- Whoopsie doodle, almost left all these goodies behind!
- [gasps] Of course!
She's had them on her the whole time.
- Follow that backpack! - Uh, Clyde?
- Oh, right, what was I thinking?
- To earn the Music Makers patch,
you must perform the Bluebell song.
Ready, Lola?
- Ahem. ♪ We are the Bluebells
♪ Loyal, kind, and true-bells ♪
♪ A better friend you'll never know ♪
- [applauding] Next up, Lana.
- ♪ We are the Bluebells, uh, uh ♪
♪ Loyal glue and shoebells
♪ E-I-E-I-O
- Lana, what was that?
- You know I'm not good at this prissy sing-y dress-y junk!
- Well, maybe you just need to step outside your comfort zone.
- [blows raspberry]
- To earn the Sewing Smarts patch,
you must make a comfy-womfy sit-upon.
Bluebells take these on camping trips
so we don't have to sit upon the wet ground.
Very good, Lola! Excellent use of pom-pom fringe!
[triumphant musical sting]
- Lana, where's your sit-upon?
- This is dumb! I already have a sit-upon.
It's called my butt.
- Time for the Fitness Fun patch!
[upbeat music] - Goodies in range.
- To earn this patch, get your buns in gear
and boogey oogey woogey!
- [grunting]
Whoa!
- Yes! We finally got the--what?
It's just a bunch of blue sashes.
- Actually, they're more of a periwinkle.
[all screaming]
[crashing]
- Hey!
And stay out!
both: Oof.
- Well, girls, only one patch to go.
And this one's a mystery challenge.
You must choose an envelope and complete the task inside.
- We've each got four patches,
so we both have to get this last one.
- I know, so please don't blow it.
- Me? You don't blow it.
- I'm just saying, you better hope the challenge
doesn't require you to act like a proper lady,
or we're never gonna be Bluebells together.
- Well, you better hope it doesn't require you
to get your precious princess paws dirty,
or we won't be Bluebells together.
- Maybe I don't wanna be Bluebells together!
- Maybe I don't either!
- Fine! - Fine!
- "Your challenge is to host a fancy schmancy tea party."
Yes! Now where'd I pack that sugar bowl?
- "Your challenge is to set up a cozy wozy campsite."
Yes! Now where'd I pack that bug spray?
- I am totally in.
I don't care if Lana makes it or not.
- Oh, I'm totally in.
I don't care if Lola makes it or not.
- Oh, well this looks yummy yummy in my tummy!
- Cop a squat, tea's getting cold!
[gulps, burps]
And now the entertainment.
[mimics farting]
Hey, sunshine, where's your campsite?
- Uh, right down the road, Super 9 motor inn.
Ask for a clean ice bucket.
- Lola, you failed the tea party challenge.
And Lana, you failed the campsite challenge.
So I'm afraid neither of you gets a patch.
both: What?
- You had a tea party? How could you mess that up?
And you had a campsite? How could that go wrong?
both: I thought you might have the same challenge as me
and you'd never be able to do it
and I didn't want to be a Bluebell without you.
Really? Aww.
- Sorry for being so hard on you today.
- Me too. We're just good at different stuff.
- Bluebells or not Bluebells, I don't care.
As long as we're together.
- You two cutie patooties
just earned your fifth patch after all,
for your Faithful Friendship.
Oh, congratulations, you are both Bluebells.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to go call my sister wister.
- Whoo-hoo! - We did it.
- We rock! - Bluebells!
- If we sell both these boxes...
- We get the sixth Bluebell patch.
- [gasps] You got the cookies? How much are they?
- What you have in your hands will do.
both: Take our money!
- Reduced sodium kale puffs? Where are the cookies?
- Oh, it's the new Bluebell healthy eating initiative.
- All sales are final. - No refunds.
both: No!
[suspenseful music]
♪
[both grunting]
- Pause! - Huh?
- Time for the 20/20 rule.
For every 20 minutes looking at a screen,
you should look away for 20 seconds.
- Is that really a thing? - Of course.
These peepers gotta last us a lifetime.
Oh, hey, look, there's Bobby.
- What's he doing around here?
- I'll tell you what he's doing, he's cheating on Lori.
I knew it. Underneath that flawless hair
and those washboard abs beats the cold heart of a liar.
[growls] - Slow down there, Hercules.
Why don't we wait until he comes out,
then we'll see what's really going on?
- See you tomorrow, Roberto. - Ciao, bella.
- Hey, Bobby. - [gasps] Uh, hey, guys.
- Fancy seeing you here, miles away from your house.
And Lori, your beautiful, loyal, girlfriend. [snarls]
- So, what are you doing here?
- Uh, I can't really get into that.
But do me a favor and please don't tell Lori you saw me here.
It's complicated. Thanks.
Ciao. [nervous chuckle]
- Clyde, you were right.
There's only one thing to do now.
- Get ripped, defeat Bobby in fisticuffs,
and win back Lori's honor?
- Uh, no, I was thinking we tell Lori the truth.
- To each his own, my friend.
- [sighs] Here goes nothing.
- Oh, boo boo bear,
I can't wait for our anniversary date this Friday!
- I'm counting down the minutes.
both: 4,320. - [gasps]
[both laughing]
- Oh, we are so clearly soul mates.
I literally don't know what I would do without you in my life.
[radio static] - Come in, Heartbreaker.
This is Dr. Rebound. Did you tell her yet?
- Negative, Doc. It wasn't the right time.
- There's never gonna be a "right time" to tell Lori
Bobby's a lowdown, two-bit, snake-in-the-grass, cheater.
- What? - Ahh!
- Bobby's cheating on Lori?
Tell us everything!
- You can't just burst in here and--okay, okay.
And then he was all like,
"but don't tell Lori you saw me. It's complicated."
- That dirtbag! - Now hang on.
Although Lincoln's story does seem to indicate
that Bobby is a cheating scoundrel,
we don't have enough evidence yet.
- Lisa's right. We should plant some.
- Incorrect. We need to gather some.
- Yeah. You can't drop a bomb on Lori
without being 1 zillion% sure.
She'll end you if you're wrong.
- One time I told her we were out of bread,
but then she found a loaf and beat me with it.
- So how do you propose we gather this evidence?
all: Stake-out!
- Ooh, has Cheater-Cheater- Pumpkin-Eater shown up yet?
- Negative.
- Since steak is kinda unhealthy,
do you guys mind if we make this a salmon-out?
- I rigged audio surveillance but a vicious beast
prevented me from installing visuals.
[growling] Ahh! Large wild animal!
[meows]
- Dudes, Here comes the Bob-sled.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Okay, stud muffin, let's see just what you're up to.
[romantic music]
- Ti amo. - Ti amo.
- That's "I love you" in Italian!
His cheating ways have crossed the language barrier.
- [gasps]
[all yelling]
- I think we've seen enough. - Let's get him.
[all yelling]
[all gasping]
- Wow, Bobby's really put on some height.
- That's not Bobby. - What's going on?
- Dudes, it's simple. Bobby doesn't have a side-gal.
He's just friends with that chick
and Daddy-Long-Legs is her boyfriend.
- Nice going, Lincoln. Way to waste our time.
- And our salmon.
[electronic music]
- Time for the 20/20 rule.
- Didn't that get us into trouble last time?
- [slurping] Oh, hey, look, there's Bobby.
- Seriously?
- What's he doing in a dress shop?
- Where'd you get binoculars?
[gasps] Now he's with a different girl?
- Ha! I knew we were right. - That does it.
- It's all so clear. Bobby is cheating.
We just had the wrong girl. - [grunting]
- I know. I'm mad too. - [grunting]
- Good, channel that anger. - [grunting]
- Oh. [grunts] - [gasps]
- We're still on for later, right?
- I wouldn't miss it for the world.
- [mimics] "Wouldn't miss it for the world."
A cheater and a cheese-ball.
- We have to tell my sisters.
- But they're not gonna believe us
after what happened last time.
We need photographic evidence.
- Good point. Let's roll.
- How about this one? It'll bring out your eyes.
[horn honks]
- Wait, now who's this girl?
- I think we've stumbled onto something
bigger than we expected:
a multiple-cheater- cheater-pumpkin-eater situation.
- Come on, we have to follow them.
- Lincoln, let me do the pedaling,
I need to work out my thighs.
[bell ringing] - Ahh!
- [grunting, panting]
This is a new low.
I can't believe he'd take some random girl to Makeout Hill.
- We got you now, Pumpkin-Eater.
[both laughing]
- Follow that car.
[suspenseful music]
♪
Where's he going now?
This is getting ridiculous.
- Dang it. Lost our visuals.
- Who's a good boy? - Not Bobby.
[beeping]
- Now scoot.
And we're in.
- Oh, shaky cam doesn't agree with me.
[gags]
- Why don't you slip out of those clothes
and we'll get started? [both gasping]
- I'm not allowed to watch R-rated movies.
- Oh, yes, I love you too.
Aww, such a pretty girl. [smooching]
- Disgusting. Now he's crossing species.
[suspenseful music]
♪
What is this place?
- Probably some kind of underground club for cheaters.
- I don't see Pumpkin-Eater anywhere.
[Italian music]
♪
Man, this guy is full of surprises.
[suspenseful music]
♪
That's the girl from the mall.
Come on!
♪
-I can't believe it! He's popping the question!
- That's it! I'm calling this in, Clyde!
You believe me now? - Sadly, yes.
- And to think, poor delusional Lori is at home primping
for their date tonight, unaware that their love is a total sham.
[all gasping]
- Is this Giovanni Chang's Italian-Mandarin Bistro?
I'd like to make a reservation for tonight.
Your most romantic table.
we're celebrating something very special.
- Ugh. He's taking her to dinner?
He's supposed to be taking Lori.
- Uh, not to mention he's getting married.
- We have to tell Lori before it's too late.
[all gasping]
- It's too late. She must have already left.
- And she's not answering her cell.
- Well, if we can't get to Lori, at least we can get to Bobby.
- I hope he likes eating pumpkin through a straw.
- There he is.
- Well, well, well, if it isn't the Pumpkin-Eater.
Celebrating your engagement, Roberto?
- My engagement?What?
- Oh, so you're not here with your fiancée?
Then who did you bring? - The blonde? The guy? The dog?
- It's go-time, Romeo.
Ahh! [crashing]
- Mama mia! The linguini dim sum!
- Uh, what is going on? all: Lori?
- What are you doing here? - What are you doing here?
- I'm sorry you have to find out this way.
Bobby's been cheating on you.
both: What are you talking about?
- I'm talking about this.
Care to explain? - Sure.
That's my co-worker, Dana, from the department store.
She was helping me pick out the dress and earrings
I bought Lori.
That's Monica, from my tour guide job.
She was showing me the most romantic spots to take Lori to.
And that's Pam from my dry-cleaning job.
She was fitting me for a tux.
Oh...[chuckles] and that's Darin.
I met him on the bus. He was teaching me how to dance.
And in case you were wondering, Clyde's neighbor is Teri,
my coworker at the pizzeria.
She taught me how to order in Italian-Mandarin.
- Oh wow, so I guess we were really wrong about the dog.
- Sorry, you guys. We got a little ahead of ourselves.
- Well, you did almost literally ruin our anniversary.
I oughta beat every one of you,
but I appreciate all of you looking out for me.
- So, you're not mad?
- Ahem! I hate to break up this love-fest,
but how do you intend to pay for my linguini dim sum?
[Italian music]
Hurry up with those Kung-pao anchovies.
- Well, at least all that working out won't go to waste.
[grunting]
- You loosened it.
both: Ugh!
- ♪ 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