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Kids: Weee. Woohoo. Yay!
- Go for it, Izzy!
(Landing thud)
- (Giggling)
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Garbage angel.
- Ohhh.
- EWW! Yuck!
- (Effort grunts)
Look at all this garbage.
Why can't you kids use the trashcans, like I asked?
- Um, 'cause it's way easier to just throw it on the floor.
- Sorry, Chef.
Kids make messes, adults clean 'em up.
That's the circle of life.
(Bear growls)
- Eee! I told you this would attract bears!
Didn't I say that?!
- (Shrugs) I 'unno. - We don't listen.
- Go on. Get outta here. Get!
That is it!
You kids need to start taking on more responsibility.
(All laughing)
- HA! Chef, you tell good jokes.
- I'm serious.
I think it's time to introduce my incentive program.
This is the "Good For Me" Sticker Board.
- Horrible name.
Changing firmly established negative habits
requires cognitive behavioral therapy,
not stickers.
- Not even these stickers?
All: OOOOOOH!
- Every time you finish a helpful task
you earn ONE, shiny, gold star sticker.
- WOOHOO! I won!
CHAMPION! CHAMPION! CHAMPION!
- That was just an example.
- This sticker game is total crud!
- Stickers are childish and materialistic.
Shouldn't the inner pride
of performing a good deed be reward enough?
- Way to go, Courtney! BOOM.
You're in the lead.
- WHOOOOOOOAAAAH!
- WHOOOOHOOO!
We are ALL in on this sticker thing.
NEED. THEM. STICKERS!
(Hissing, engine rumbles)
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Cody: (Humming)
(Backing up beeps)
Oooh. It smells in here.
(Water bubbles) (Dryer whirs)
(Blows) - Awwww!
(Plays a tune on the flute)
(Rats screeching)
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(Hits notes on the xylophone)
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(Vacuum whirs)
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- GAH! Too sparkly!
Can't see where I'm going! Oof!
(Thud) UGH!
This place is too clean!
- Yeah, Courtney, way to make the rest of us look lazy.
(Eating sounds)
- There's nothing left to clean.
What else can I clean?! (Panicked breaths)
Anyone else feel like there's no air in here?
- If you're finally done, do you wanna play a game
of "I'm a Donkey, You're a Donkey".
- (Gasps) - I'll take that as a no.
- (Whooshing)
- Chef, I just insulated the attic!
Surely that's worth a sticker!
- Courtney, I'm impressed!
But there's no room on the board for more stickers!
- I can make another sticker board!
That will also earn me a sticker!
(Gasps) I know! I'll just wear the stickers.
Yeah! Like a general!
- Welllll...
- Sticker me! Right here! Do it!
STICK A STICKY STICKER TO ME!
- Okay! Okay!
(Excited squeal)
(Buzzing)
- Um, seems like she's taking this a little too far.
Better keep a close eye on her.
- So, what else can I do?
- Let's see: you mowed the lawn, did the laundry,
planted flowers, reorganized my files,
tested all the fire extinguishers
- None of them worked by the way.
- I know, and they're also extremely flammable!
But there's nothing left to do.
You've done it all!
- NO! There's gotta be more stuff!
There has to be!
- If you can find it, you can do it!
(Calculator whirs)
- Chef! I just saved you $4000 on your taxes.
Oh, Cheeeeef?!
I just made your car super awesome.
(Honk, alarm blares)
- EEEEEE! My caaar!
- Whew. Hey Chef!
I painted the daycare!
- It looks exactly the same.
- Not the ceiling!
- (Gasps) It's... beautiful!
I might be spending the entire school budget on stickers,
but, hey, you deserve it!
- (Whistling)
- Nice bird call, Izzy. Here's a sticker.
- Yay! (Resumes whistling)
- Cody, why's your finger in your nose?
- I'm touching my parietal lobe.
- WHOA! That's part of the brain!
Good for you. Here's a sticker.
- YAAAAY!
- I paint you a masterpiece,
and you hand out stickers for whistling
and nose picking?
- You just described exactly what I did!
You get another star!
- I-I-Did you just--I can't believe you--
ARGHHHHHHHH!
(Alarm wails)
- Whoa. This girl is about to lose control.
Time to pull the reset lever.
Oh, this is bad.
- When the rules aren't fair, there ARE NO RULES!
So why work hard if I can get stickers the easy way!
(Maniacal laughter)
- GAH!
- BOOM! Chef! I finished a puzzle.
Hmm...
Hmm.
(Splat) Oh no! Clumsy Cody.
Here let me help you. (Chuckle)
(Heavenly choir music)
(Pogo stick thuds)
- WAAAH-OOF!
- (Sighs) Let me help you up, Stickers...
I mean Beth.
- Um. Whatcha doin', Courtney?
- Can't fix 'em 'til you break 'em.
- This isn't you, Courtney,
that's the stickers talking.
- I AM STICKERS!
(Hissing)
(Cover squeaking)
- Ha. Seems fine to me.
(Calming Whale sounds playing from a speaker)
(Tea drips)
(Cup clinks) (Slurps softly)
- Ahhhhh.
- Hey Chef! Your lame sticker board was a bad idea.
- Wrong. This place has never been cleaner
and my car's looking so sweet,
it's turning heads like a potters wheel.
- But Courtney's out of control,
you have to do something!
- All I'm doing is putting some teabags on my eyes,
cranking up my whale sounds and taking a nap.
- But Cheeeffff--
(Turns the whale sounds up)
Beth: It's up to us to snap Courtney out of her madness!
The only way to do it is by destroying the stickers!
- You mean, these stickers?
- (Gasps) You took them?!
- Hey, if you wear tea bags on your eyes,
people are allowed steal your stuff.
- Okay, let's go get the score board.
It's furnace time. - (All cheer)
Duncan: Fire fixes everything!
- Don't worry stickerzes,
no one will take you from me. No one...
- C'mon, guys, the furnace is this way.
- Ever notice that when Courtney has a issue
we all have to solve it?
- Oh, yeah... - I know, right?!
Just like that Izzy girl.
- You are that girl, Izzy.
Where's Izzy?
- Whaddaya mean, Beth? Ahhh!
(Flashlight thuds) Heeelp meee! Ahh!
- What is going on?!
- It's Courtney!
She's using the vents to pick us off one by one.
- Ahhhhhh!
OOF!
EEW! Why is the floor so sticky?
- (Sniff) (Gasps)
It's sticker glue!
We've entered her nest!
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- (Maniacal lighters)
I'll never let you burn my stickers! (Hisses)
(Running thuds, doors whir open)
- (Panting)
- Welcome to Frontal Lobes,
What are your brain needs today?
- Help (pants) my little girl
(pants) losing it.
(pants) Pulled reset lever, but broke.
- M'kay. That's a Serotonin 6H30.
Aisle 4. - Thanks!
- This is way too dangerous for us.
Let's risk Cody.
- But if it's too dangerous, won't I get--
- Cody, there's no time to discuss!
Harold, suit him up.
- I'm a star!
Just like on the top of a Christmas tree!
♪ Jingle star, Jingle star ♪
♪ Jingle all the way ♪
I love rock n' roll music!
- AHH! (Courtney hissing)
- Ahhh! - (Whimpers)
Why is Christmas so scary this year? Gah!
- I can't hold on much longer.
My doctor says I have weak wrists!
- C'mon, Duncan!
(Leaver cranks, flames whoosh) - BURN IT! NOW!
- (Hissing)
NOOOOOOOOO!
MYYYY...
STTTIIIICCCKKKEEEERRRRZES!
(Alarms blare) - C'mon. C'mon.
Hope this works!
- Aghhhhhhhhhh!
- Where... where am I?
What happened? - Shh. Shh.
It's okay. You're okay now.
- And we'll never let you have stickers again.
- Thanks, guys.
I'm just glad no one got hurt.
(Falling screams, landing thud) OOF!
(Pained groans)
- Hey kids!
Since Courtney saved me so much money on my taxes,
I've bought everybody SUBS!
All: (Cheering) Woohoo! Yeah!
(Chanting) SUBS! SUBS! SUBS!
- And look, for every sub I bought,
I got a gold star.
If I collect 10 I get a free assorted 12 inch.
♪ Ta ta ta ♪
- Give me that star, I want that star!
Gimme, gimme, give it, GIMME ME!
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