- ♪ 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.
[radical music]
♪ ♪
[bell rings]
- Rock and roll! - Whoo-hoo!
Time to get our jam on.
- I can't wait to show you guys
this new track I've been working on.
- Hey, what's that? Someone selling their gear?
- No, it looks like a note from Principal Rivers.
all: What?
- How can she cancel the music club?
- Doesn't she know how much it means to us?
- There must be some mistake. - [grunts]
- Wait, that's our drum!
- Dudes, we gotta stop this.
all: We wanna rock! We wanna roll!
Music Club's our heart and soul!
- Um, Principal Rivers?
You might want to see this.
- Hang on, I can't decide
between the maple-glazed or the bear claw.
Ooh.
[grunts] Oh, yeah.
Grr. Bear claw.
all: We wanna rock! - Hmm?
all: We wanna roll!
Music Club's our heart and soul!
- Oh, no, are those the music kids?
Oh, they seem really mad at me.
Maybe I shouldn't have cut their club.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Don't panic.
You spent weeks making the new budget.
Stand firm! - Mm, right.
- Principal Rivers!
We're not giving up our club without a fight!
- So listen up, 'cause this song's going out to you!
- ♪ When the last bell rings, we reach for our guitars ♪
♪ Kick out the jams and pretend ♪
♪ That we're rock and roll stars ♪
♪ Our music club is everything to us ♪
♪ We'd be lost without it, so we're putting up a fuss ♪
- It's a catchy song,
but you've already made up your mind.
Right, Principal Rivers?
[stammers] Principal Rivers?
- ♪ So we've gotta save the music ♪
♪ Save it from going away ♪
♪ Yeah, we gotta save the music ♪
♪ Principal Rivers, what do you say? ♪
- I say--I say...
I say... ♪ We save the music ♪
♪ It's up to me 'cause I'm the principal ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪ [scatting]
[all cheering]
- All right!
- ♪ When the last bell ♪
- Well, I guess I can give these golf clubs
back to Pop-Pop,
'cause I literally don't need them anymore!
- Dude, what are you talking about?
- Thanks to your little protest,
Principal Rivers cut all of the school's sports clubs,
including golf!
How could you do this to me?
- Uh, we should go.
"Aw, come on, toots. It's just getting good."
- Listen, I'm sorry for your loss, dude,
but don't rage out at me.
I was just trying to save my music club.
- "Ten bucks on the short one."
- Um, guys?
both: [shouting] What, Lincoln?
- I, uh, just wanted to let you know that dinner is ready.
[blows landing]
Okay, then.
I look forward to seeing you there.
[laughs nervously, screams]
- Okay, now, Principal Rivers: concentrate.
Do you want the Cobb salad
or the vegan sloppy joes for lunch?
- Uh, they both sound so good.
Um, Cobb salad. - Cobb salad.
- No, wait. Uh, sloppy joes.
N-no, salad.
No, uh, sloppy joes over a salad!
Oh, wait, that might make the lettuce warm.
- Save... both: Huh?
- Our...
sports!
[all cheering]
- Principal Rivers!
You can't cut the sports club!
We could literally go on all day
about everything it's taught us!
Or we could just show you!
[whistle trills]
[all grunting]
- [exclaims]
[peppy music]
- [hollers] - Wow, these kids are amazing.
- Yep, but you've already made your decision.
You're holding your ground, right?
Uh, right?
- [grunts, hollers]
- Oh, come on! - Give me a boost!
- Huh?
- I'll find cuts somewhere else!
Sports are here to stay!
- Yeah! - All right!
- [cheers, laughs]
- Thanks a lot, Lori!
The theater club is getting cut,
and it's all your fault!
- What? How is that my fault?
- Whoa, dudes!
What's with all the negative energy in here?
Everybody chill!
- Don't tell me to chill, hippie!
I'm not happy with you either!
Because your little protests,
Principal Rivers decided to cut the theater club,
and we were just about to stage our six-hour "Hamlet"!
- I'm sorry about your club,
but I just did what I had to do to save mine.
- Samesies.
- Hey, guys! Dinner time!
Tonight, Chef Lynn has prepared
a signature spicy tuna casserole--
okay, I'm just gonna go.
[mellow music]
- ♪ Doo-doo-work-work-work ♪
- "Ladies and gents, please take your seats!"
It's almost showtime! - "Showtime"?
- Thank you, thank you.
We now present: "A World Without Theater Club."
[lively ragtime music]
- [groaning]
- So thirsty for self-expression!
"So hungry for creativity!"
- Principal Rivers! - [whining]
It's so good!
- No, you don't!
You already made up your mind!
[grunts] [both yelp]
- [wails] - So deprived of joy.
"Why even go on, toots?"
- Ah!
[both cawing]
- Ah, bravo, bravo!
So moving!
Your passion has changed my mind!
The theater club is here to stay!
[cheers and applause]
- Congrats on your win, Luan.
- Yeah, way to go, dude! - Thank you, thank you.
Sorry Mr. C and I got a little, uh, testy with you.
- Aww, it's all good. We get it, dude.
- Yeah, and what matters now
is that literally all of our clubs are safe.
- I'm sorry, Principal Rivers,
but the final budget is due Monday!
You've got to cut one of our three most expensive clubs:
theater, music, or sports.
[all gasp] - But which one?
[groans] Why is being a principal so hard?
- You have to choose!
[conspiratorial music]
- Someone has to be the loser, and it's not gonna be us!
all: Music!
- Those other clubs are so going down!
all: Sports!
- It's time to upstage those turkeys!
all: Theater!
all: Save our music! Save our theater!
- Oh, dear. all: Save our sports!
- "Theater, you goons! Hey!"
Watch it, meathead!"
- Hey, why are you drama kids even here?
The only thing your plays are good for
is putting people to sleep!
all: Ooh!
- Wanna know what puts me to sleep?
Watching you, like, pointlessly chase a ball around all day!
all: Oh! - What?
- Yeah, and when was the last time
you guys even won a game?
- [scoffs] Well, maybe we would be able to concentrate better
if it wasn't for all that racket
coming from the band room!
- That does it! You guys are going down!
[plays intense note]
all: Let's get 'em! Fight!
- [gasps] Don't worry! I'll protect you, Sports Club!
[all grunt]
- Whoa, boy!
[hollers] Oof!
[speaker feedback blares]
- [screams, grunts]
[all gasp]
[all exclaim]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Let's see: broken wall...
- Cracked historical acorn statue...
- Double door replacement.
What do you got? Yeah, that's bad.
- Principal Rivers, you know what to do.
- Ugh, I can't! - You must.
- [groans]
There's only one way to cover all this damage, guys:
I'm gonna have to cut all the school clubs.
[all gasp] - All of them?
- Yep.
Cooking Club, Origami Club,
Squirrel-Feeding Club-- everything.
- Oh, I have friends in those clubs.
- Me, too, man.
- Principal Rivers, forget our three clubs--
we got what we deserved--
but you can't cut the rest of them!
This is literally our fault, not theirs!
- But how else am I going to pay for the repairs?
[upbeat music]
- Dudes and dudettes,
thanks for coming out to support our school!
Let the fund-rager begin!
[all laugh, cheer]
- Step right up and learn to golf like a pro!
- Okay, Mr. G, remember: focus, follow through,
and when you're ready, just tap her in.
- Oh, like this. - Ooh!
- Whoops! [all cheer]
- Ever wanted to be a star onstage?
For, like, a small donation, you totally can!
- "But, soft!
"What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!"
- Wow, Flip, I didn't know you had it in you!
- What, you think all Flip can do is sell jerky?
- "Hey, don't forget your donation, pal."
[all cheer]
- You ready to learn how to shred?
Why don't we start with the basics?
♪ Ooh ♪ - Forget basics!
Rock and roll!
[playing radical tune]
[all cheer] - Way to go, girls!
Thanks to all your hard work,
we've raised enough money to fix the school
and save your friends' clubs!
- Wow, what a relief!
- That is all we cared about.
- Wait, you didn't count everything!
[plays flat note]
all: Wow! - This is amazing!
It looks like we have enough to keep all the clubs!
all: Yes!
- Dudes, this calls for an encore!
♪ When you lose something you love ♪
♪ You fall off-track ♪
♪ And you do whatever you can to get it back ♪
♪ ♪
♪ At first, we tried to do it on our own ♪
all: ♪ But together we're stronger ♪
♪ And look at how we've grown ♪
♪ So you've gotta stand together ♪
♪ 'Cause together you can do anything ♪
♪ Yeah, you gotta stand together ♪
♪ You gotta listen to what we sing ♪
all: Yeah!
[intense retro gaming music]
♪ ♪
- [grunting]
Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
[video game chirps]
Yes, level seven!
- Aww, rats. I wanted to use the TV.
"Booger Battle" is on.
Huh? Whoa, what's this game?
- It's called "Total Trash Takedown."
You get five lives to get to the Trash Castle,
where you have to defeat the Trash King.
- Oh, that sounds awesome!
- I'm almost at the end.
I've been trying to finish it for weeks.
- Oh, look at all that trash.
[video game chirping]
Ooh, what's that? - Rotten apple.
You have to collect three in each level
before you can move on.
- That one has a worm in it!Sweet!
[gasps] Look out!
Oh.
♪ ♪
- Yes!
♪ ♪
- My turn, my turn! - Ooh, I'm sorry, Lana.
- What?
I don't have any boogers on my fingers.
- It's not that.
I just got to the last level, and I only have one life left.
I can't risk losing it.
As soon as I finish this level, you can play all you want.
- Aww, how long is that gonna take?
- I don't know, I've never gotten this far.
- Chow time, kiddos!
Cheese-puff-crusted tilapia on the table!
- Five more minutes, Dad? I'm on a roll here!
- Well, you better roll your butt to the table
before dinner gets cold.
Let's go, kiddos! Chop-chop!
[game chirps]
- Wait, I didn't get to play!
- Sorry, Lans.
Hopefully I can finish tomorrow.
Then it'll be your turn.
- Oh, man.
[groaning]
[hollering]
[groans] Huh?
[dramatic music]
- Don't you want to play?
- Yes, more than anything!
♪ ♪
[hollers]
[grunts, gasps]
[giggling]
[laughs]
[grunting]
[laughs]
- Sorry, Lana.
You'll have to wait.
- [screaming]
[snorts, gasps] I can't wait!
I need to play that game right now!
[floorboards creaking]
I'll just play for a few minutes,
then go back to exactly where Lincoln left off.
He'll never even know I touched it.
[video game chirping]
[upbeat electronic music]
"Trash Hoard Below"?
Uh, yes, please.
[video game warbles] [alarm blares]
"Game over"? Wait, what?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
[dramatic music]
Back to the start? [whimpers]
And then I messed up
and I lost all the progress on Lincoln's game!
[all gasp] - He's gonna be really upset.
- He's gonna be furious. He'll never forgive you.
- You'll be dead to him. - [coos]
- That's why he can't find out!
If I can just get him back to the Trash Castle,
he'll never know I played his game,
but I can't do it alone.
Will you guys help me?
Come on, guys!
I mean, who keeps the can unclogged?
Who keeps Vanzilla running like a dream?
- I guess she's right. - Okay, we'll help!
- Makes sense. - Thanks, guys!
Lynn, Lisa, can you help me with the first seven levels?
- Huh, I do not profess to know much
about the world of virtual gaming.
- Yeah, but you're the fastest reader.
So I need you to go through this manual
and tell me all the best tips and tricks
for getting through the game fast.
And Lynn, I'm gonna need you
to keep me pumped up and in the zone!
[both grunt] - You got it, Lans!
- Okay, now, for the rest of you,
as soon as Lincoln wakes up,
he's gonna want to play that game.
So we need an excuse
to get him out of the house before he can.
Something he can't resist.
[conspiratorial music]
♪ ♪
[engine revs]
- Linky! So glad I ran into you!
I just had the best idea:
let's go grab some Flippees!
My treat.
- Oh, man, that's unusually nice of you,
but I've got a date with a video game.
Maybe another time?
- It's only good today! Right now!
- Sorry, I can't.
- [inhales deeply]
♪ ♪
- O-M-gosh!
Lincoln, I just found a ton of quarters
at the bottom of my purse!
Wanna go to Gus' Games and Grub and play that dancing game?
- Leni, we've talked about this.
Are you sure they're quarters?
♪ ♪
- Yes!
- Well, I appreciate it, but I've got other plans.
Maybe another time?
- [groans]
♪ ♪
- Lincoln... - [screams]
- Bone-chilling news:
they just opened a new zombie escape room downtown.
[zombie snarls] - [gasps]
That sounds awesome! We should go sometime.
- The time is now.
The first 20 people in line get in for free.
- "For free"?
Well, I wanted to play my game,
but how can I turn down a free zombie escape room?
Let's go!
[door opens]
- And that's how it's done.
- Ah, thanks, guys.
Okay, Lynn and Lisa, it's game time.
Okay, Lincoln should be out of the house
for at least two hours.
That should be plenty of time
to get him back to the Trash Castle.
- Right, I've learned many tricks
to aid in your quest.
For example: in the first level,
there's a recycling bin shortcut that allows you
to jump ahead two levels.
- I knew I could count on you, Lis.
Okay, let's play! - Whoa, whoa, wait.
First you gotta get loose.
Don't wanna cramp up during a crucial play.
Now, let's do some jumping jacks
to get the blood pumping!
One, two-- - [clears throat]
The clock's ticking here. - Oh, right.
Sorry.
[video game chirping]
[upbeat electronic music]
- Watch out for that compost beast!
♪ ♪
- Nice hustle, Lans.
♪ ♪
- Gah, don't go in that dumpster!
Look for the recycling bin shortcuts.
That's the ticket. - Oh, yeah!
♪ ♪
Level four, here we come.
- Whoo, Team Loud for the win!
- [babbles, laughs]
♪ ♪
[grunts]
♪ ♪
- Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!
♪ ♪
- Jump there!
Whoo! - Yeah!
- [grunts, hollers]
♪ ♪
- Okay, guys, just one level left
before we get to the Trash Castle.
- According to my calculations,
you should have at least a half an hour
until Lincoln gets home.
[phone chirps, buzzes]
- Crud, they're on their way back!
- What? How?
- Lincoln was really good at that escape room.
They finished with 20 minutes to spare.
- [yelps] I need more time!
- I got this. Lori, you're up!
- I'm literally on it.
[tires squeal]
- Hmm?
- Whoa, crazy running into you guys!
Get in! I'll give you a ride home.
- That's okay, we're almost there.
- Oh, but you must be so tired from your escape room.
Come on! - Yes, very tired.
Thanks, Lori.
- Now, I just have to make a quick pit stop
at the dry cleaners.
- Wait, just let us out, then. I don't want to go on errands.
- Oh, it'll just take a sec. - [growls]
- Okay, we bought ourselves more time.
Keep it up, Lans.
- This level is much harder than the other ones.
Ugh, only four lives left!
[dramatic electronic music]
[game warbling]
[horn honks]
Oh, man, I only have one life left.
- Hmm, the only "Loud" I'm seeing in our system
is a Lola Loud,
but she picked up her sequined rainbow jumpsuit yesterday.
[testy music]
- Weren't you picking up dry cleaning?
- No, I was getting us puffy mints.
Aren't I such a good sister?
- Can we go home now? I want to get back to my game.
- Uh, no, sorry.
Lynn just texted that she needs, um,
emergency lacrosse balls.
- [sighs] Fine, but let me out.
I'm not running another errand.
[gasps] - Forget it!
We'll go home.
- Lana, you gotta finish this level now.
Lincoln is almost home.
- Ugh, this game is impossible.
Now I see why it took Lincoln so long
to get to the Trash Castle.
[gasps] The finish dumpster!
That's the end of the level!
both: Look out! - No, no, no, no, no, no!
That was my last life!
[groans] - [gasps]
- Run, Lana! - Save yourself!
- Hey, Lans. What are you doing?
- Ugh, I messed up.
- [gasps] What happened?
- I thought I could play your game
for just a little bit,
but I lost your last life.
- No, Lana!
It took me two weeks to get to the last level!
[growls] I can't believe you did this!
- I'm so sorry.
I spent all day trying to get you back
to the Trash Castle.
Lynn and Lisa even helped.
- Yeah. [both laugh]
- But I died right before I could make it.
Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?
- No, just leave me alone.
I have a lot of work to do.
[video game chirping]
[mellow music]
- Hey.
I don't want to interrupt, but I just wanted to tell you:
I did all your chores and I made you this snack tray.
I got your favorite kind of Flippee--
cherry and blue bonanza--
and those smelly crackers you like.
- Oh, thanks.
Ugh, man, this part is so tough.
- Yeah--though, if you time your jumps to the music,
you'll avoid all the potholes.
- Wait, really?
[upbeat electronic music]
♪ ♪
Whoa, it worked!
Hey, do you know any more tricks?
- Yeah, I actually learned a ton of them
before, you know, ruining your game.
- Wanna help me play? - A-are you sure?
Even after everything I did?
- Yeah, I can tell you're really sorry.
Hey, after I finish my game,
maybe we can start a new one for you!
- [gasps] You are the best!
[laughs]
- Whoo, Team Loud for the win!
- ♪ Cramped inside this tiny space ♪
♪ May sound bad but ain't the case ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪ all: ♪ Loud house ♪
- ♪ Duck and dodge and push and shove ♪
♪ That's the way we show our love in the Loud house ♪
all: ♪ 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 ♪