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- Is the forecast calling for indoor winter today, Bridgette,
ya hoser?
- (Sighs) What have I told you kids about Canada-shaming?
Now, Bridgette has done something very nice
and while, yes, she looks like a "hoser",
it's for a great cause.
- Tah-dahhhh.
All: Whoaaaaaa!
- (Laughing) OOF! OW!
- I donated my hair to an awesome charity.
And I brought a video to explain how it works!
- Okay, you kids enjoy your bring movie
while I go do little yard work.
Lousy landscaper never showed up.
(Sniffs, grossed out sounds)
- Brace yourselves,
this one's a real tear-jerker!
- Hi. I'm Lilith O'Doherty,
beloved Canadian Singer-Songwriter.
And I'm here to ask you to help
some of my special friends: hairless cats.
(Bad singing) ♪ And she feels her feelings
♪ So deeee-eeeep
♪ More secrets than promises
♪ To kee-ee-eeeeep
(Off Key croon gymnastics)
With no fur to cover their uncooked-chicken-like bodies,
these poor animals are always cold.
That's why I joined a charity
dedicated to giving a new hairdo
and a warmer life to nature's lovable losers.
So give generously-- (Cat screeches)
- OW! IT'S ATTACKING ME! IT'S SCRATCHING!
- (Sobbing) - Oof. Right in the feels.
- So let me get this straight...
you gave your hair to a cat.
- Uh huh.
Just look at the chilly kitty that got my hair!
All: AWWWW!
- And I got a plaque that says I'm a good person.
- (Gasps) I wanna put my hair on a cat!
- Hey, I'm a good person too. Where's my plaque!
- My dentist says I have tons of plaque!
- First your hair's gotta be luxurious, like mine was.
- She thinks she can out-hair-DO Leshawna?
- I can't wait to cut off all my hair
so I can see my brains underneath!
- Of course I wanna help the kitties.
But what I'm really looking forward to,
is growing luxurious hair!
(Hair rustles in the wind)
- Ohhhh-Kay? Well, I can help all of you
get your hair good enough for the charity!
All: (Cheering) Woo hoo! Yeah!
- Okay! Mowing time!
Safety first. Gloves? Check.
Ear Protection? CHECK!
SAFETY GLASSES? CHECK!
(Engine revs) ALRIGHT. HERE WE GO!
- There! That's the last of the seeds.
- You really think this'll grow hair?
- Well, rich soil and moisture works for plants, right?
(singsong) Now who wants a driii-iiiink!
(Sputtering)
- OW! - O-kay. That's enough!
- So? Is our hair luxuriouser now?
- No. Just wetter and full of seeds!
- Oh! I bet we need fertilizer!
- No, No, Bridge! WAIT!
- What's a fertilizer?
- She's gonna put poop on our heads.
- But I don't want poop on my head!
- Okay, I know my gardening plan didn't work great,
but this plan CAN'T fail.
It's science!
Your bottles are filled with Hair-Gain:
a special drink clinically proven to grow hair.
- Is it made of poop too?
- No silly! Magic hair vitamins!
- Oh.
(Chugging)
(Belch)
(Gulping) - So?
- I am feeling... something.
- (Gasp) I feel it too!
Except not on my head. (Rumbling)
It's more in my... tummy?
- Oh no. I took the wrong bottles.
This is Mega-Lax.
It makes you--
(Alarm blares) All: (Groaning)
- I need to potty! - Get outta my way!
Owen: Look out! It's coming out like lava!
- OW!
(Sick groaning) - Sorry about the mix-up.
- Good thing everyone had backup pants, huh?
But I know this horseradish is gonna work.
- (Sniff) WHOA!
Come on, Bridgette. Now you're just messing with us.
- What? No! My dad says,
(dad voice) "eating horseradish puts hair on your chest".
So it should help grow it on your head too, right?
- Horseradish sounds fun!
Like a salad you can ride to the saloon!
(Gulps)
(Satisfied sigh)
(Gulps)
(Screaming, train whistles)
- MY FACE IS MELTING!
- (Flames whoosh) I'M ON FIRE!
(BOTH SCREAM)
- Wait! I thought you said to rub it on our chests!
(Disco music plays)
What's happening to me?!
I can't stop!
- Okay! One more idea to try.
- Well, this one better work!
- Yeah, I had almost NO fun pooping my pants.
- Waxing my chest really hurt
but it was the only way I could stop dancing!
- It's almost like you're trying to make us quit
so you can be the only one to help the freaky bald cats.
- No. I found a recipe on this Website for
(Intense whisper) The Almond Butter Amalgamation.
All: Whoaaaaaaaa.
- It says if you use this stuff,
you'll grow more hair than you know what to do with!
- And nothing gross this time, right?
I promise.
It just needs one last ingredient.
(Strains)
(Squirts)
- Okay guys! Scoop up a handful
and massage it into your head!
All: WHAT?!?
- I don't know, Bridgette.
How much skunk did you put in here?
Yeah! Cause when it comes to skunk spray
there's a fine line between too much and not enough.
- C'mon now, Bridgette knows what she's doing.
- Thank you, Leshawna.
- You should give it a stir,
just to sure it's mixed up really Well.
- Oh. Okay. I'll-Gah! - Oops.
(All gasp)
- (Screams) (Choking, coughing)
- Why would you do that?
- I just thought it was about time
she tested one of these remedies instead of--
WHOA... - Bridgette?
You're, um... You got, uh--
- Mirror. MIRROR!
(Music sting)
(Horrified scream)
- You guys don't mind if I eat
the rest of this almond butter, do you?
- Where'd she go?
- I can't believe it worked!
It's almost like Bridgette was trying to help us
the whole time! - I know.
I was wrong and I shouldn't have pushed her in.
We need to find her.
- She was so upset about being hairy.
Who knows what she's thinking.
- Wait! That's it!
To find a hairy kid
we gotta think like a hairy kid!
And I know just how we do it.
Ha. This isn't so bad after all!
- Marco! - Polo!
(Laughing)
- Wait... why are we in the overgrown yard?
It's the one place furry creatures feel at home.
Bridgette must be here.
- Speaking of big furry creatures?
- Oh no.
- I will hug you and love you
and I call you... Stuarts.
- (Gasp) Bigfoot's got her!
And his English is way gooder!
- For his birthday I got him online English classes.
- We have to save her.
- Ummm... - Oohhh.
- I know it's scary,
but we're talking about Bridgette here!
She just spent all day trying to help us!
- Yeah, except I don't think
Bigfoot's just gonna hand her over.
- You're right, Owen. But luckily,
I happen to have... the perfect plan.
All: (Yelling) HEY! Hey Bigfoot! Over here!
- More friends!
I will hug you and love you and call you...
Stuarts!
- Okay, Izzy, what's the next part of your rescue plan.
- That was it. I can't believe it didn't work.
(Pained grunts)
- Were you trying to rescue me?
Aww, that's so sweet.
- I'm so sorry, Bridgette.
I realize now that you were just trying to help us,
help those ugly cats.
- It's okay.
- Hey, do you guys hear something?
(Mower rumbles)
All: (Gasp) Chef! HELP! HELP!
- He can't hear us.
- We need to get his attention.
- Owen! Throw the almond butter!
- NO. Uh huh.
I will never let you have--
- AGH!
Kids, what are you doing out here?
Did you do something different with your hair?
- Yes. Now get us outta heeeeeere!
- (Gasp) is that... Bigfoot?
- Yes.
- Bigfoot! You're on school property!
Leave now, or you're going down.
(BATTLE CRIES)
(Flames whoosh, engine revs)
(Battle cries)
(Yelps and fighting grunts) (Mower whirs)
(Yelping)
All: Whoa.
- Might have got carried away there.
Congratulations kids!
Because of you, there are a lot of warm
and happy kitties out there today!
- We donated so much hair,
there are no more hairless cats!
(Cheering)
- But what will Lilith O'Doherty do now?
- Oh! She's got a new charity.
- Hi. I'm Lilith O'Doherty.
And I'm here to ask you to help
some of my special friends...
Bald Bigfoots.
These gentle giants--
Hey, whoa-whoa-whoa, Easy big fella. HEY!
- I will hug you and love you
and I will call you... Stuart.
- PLEASE SEND HELP! NOW! HELLLLLLLLP! (Static)
- Who wants to grow more hair?
- I don't want to do that. - No way!
Brigitte: Guys? Guys?
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