[horses whinnying]
[horse nickers]
♪ I'm gonna ride ♪
♪ I'm riding free ♪
♪ So come along, let's go along ♪
♪ Come on a journey with me ♪
♪ I'm gonna ride ♪
♪ I'm riding free ♪
♪ As long as I am here with you ♪
♪ I feel the spirit within me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
[rooster crows]
[groans]
[yawns]
-[thud] -Ow!
[groans] Why is Maricela's stuff still in here?
[both grunting]
She has her own room now, and she only has one roommate.
They have more space than we do.
[both grunting]
[Pru gasps]
I still don't get how one person can wear all these clothes.
'Ello.
-I'm Fancy Lady Abigail. -[Pru and Lucky chuckle]
Hey, Maricela, could you--
[grunts] Ninety-eight.
Ninety-nine.
One hundred.
Oh, Abigail. That hat with that top?
-Try this one. -[gasps] Ooh!
Now, PALMs, what say we go shopping in town today, hmm?
We were gonna go for a ride and picnic,
but we don't have to do everything together.
Fine, we'll picnic.
I just have to change my outfit, pack a basket, and iron my picnic hat.
I'll be in my other room getting ready.
-[door shuts] -Her other room?
[Pru scoffs]
[Maricela] Shall I say the blessing? ♪ La-la-la-la! ♪
♪ Bless this sandwich, bless this meat ♪
♪ Bless this beverage, now we eat ♪
[holds high note]
That is the loudest blessing I've ever heard.
Thank you.
I've been working on my soprano high C.
-[Pru gasps] -Oh, let me get that for you, Pru. Uh...
Actually, it kind of makes your shirt less plain.
Some may even say it improves it. [chuckles]
[Pru grumbles]
[sighs] I love a brisk ride.
Nothing like the wind blowing through your hair.
"Brisk"? I'm pretty sure I just saw a worm inch past us.
I know, she's still new to riding.
Hey, what's in that cove?
[gasps] It's the school's old foghorn!
[Pru] Oh, wow!
We've raced through here a hundred times. How did we miss it?
I've been dying to see it up close!
You've been dying to see a foghorn? Whatever for?
They're fascinating.
We learned all about them in Professor Yim's class.
During bad weather, it can be used to alert the boats to "Be careful!
You're approaching shore!"
Only it sounds more like this.
[imitates foghorn]
How quaint. Can we visit the lighthouse instead?
We're not allowed to. It's off limits to students.
Come on, let's go inside!
[Spirit neighs]
[Maricela sighs]
[Lucky] Wow.
-[Lucky] Ooh. -[Abigail] Ooh!
[coughs]
Ah-ah-ah-choo!
[gasps] Oh!
I don't think the fibers in my clothes can handle the dust.
Mystery and I will check out the less grimy part of this area.
[Maricela grunts]
[sighs]
Hey, Lucky! Over here!
[Lucky gasps]
Wow!
Ooh!
-Looks like it's still hooked up. -How does it work?
Do you blow into it or something?
OK, so I wasn't paying attention in class that day.
I had a big race!
That tank over there holds high-pressure air.
Pull this lever to release the air through that tube,
it goes out the horn and...
[Abigail grunts]
[foghorn bellows]
Whoo!
Let's check out the roof!
Professor Yim said that they built the foghorn in this cove
because of its exceptional acoustics.
[Maricela] Oh, Mystery, look!
We have a lovely view of the ocean from here.
Maricela? Where are you?
[Maricela] This is so much better than that old foghorn.
Maybe she's a ghost!
[Maricela] I'm sure they're all covered in soot by now.
-You know how they get, Mystery. -Ghost Maricela's just as snooty.
Maricela? Where are you?
[Maricela] Do you hear that, mon chéri? Where's that coming from?
Oh. Mystery and I have found a cave!
Whoa! Professor Yim was right about the acoustics.
[Maricela] Oh, how fortunate you are to be able to hear me with such precision.
Oh!
[Maricela singing in falsetto]
[sneezes] Oh, goodness!
PALMs, Mystery and I are going to head back.
I'll see you at lunch, our usual table.
Maricela always leaves just when things are getting interesting.
I guess I thought she'd change when she came to Palomino Bluffs.
She has changed. She wears pants now.
You got to admit, it's been hard getting used to Maricela being here.
You mean the way she took over our room? Or keeps us waiting?
Or how she doesn't always consider our feelings?
I hadn't noticed.
[sighs] Don't be so hard on her.
Maricela's still adjusting.
She'll back off once she's settled in. You'll see.
[Maricela humming tunefully]
Maricela, what are you doing?
While I was riding back, I had an epiphany about the decor in here.
Uh, well, if you can call it decor.
But I like how it looked before!
That's what made me realize it was all wrong! [sighs]
It's much better now.
-Now, Lucky-- -Maricela, we need to talk.
[sighs] How do I say this?
Maricela, do you remember when we saw those baby birds,
one wouldn't leave the nest,
and the momma bird had to give her a nudge?
What on earth are you talking about?
Don't take this the wrong way, but... tweet-tweet, nudge-nudge?
Are you... kicking me out of the PALMs?
We're not kicking you out.
We're just saying you should maybe try and make some more friends here.
I'll have you know I possess a plethora of friends!
She's definitely taking this the wrong way.
We think you're great!
We just think there are a lot more birds who would also love to be part of your...
uh, flock.
Well, thank you for clearing things up for me.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have much to do.
Starting with showing you just how wrong you are about me! [scoffs]
-That could have gone better. -What's a "plethora"?
[Maricela] I happen to be very popular around here.
I'm just choosy about who I spend time with.
-There she is! -There she is! Hey there!
[gasps] You see?
Those students clearly know who I am.
Yoo-hoo, uh... students!
-[chuckles] Hi. -Hi, Lyds!
[boy] How's the Trotter coming?
[Mystery nickers]
Perhaps I could stand to expand my social network.
That settles it, Mystery.
Mission: Make New Friends has commenced!
Good morning, Pippa!
It's Priya.
Priya! Let's have breakfast, shall we?
It's about time we roommates got better acquainted.
Splendid! Give me a bit to get myself sorted.
Of course.
"One does not rush out into the public before one is presentable."
[sighs]
"One hundred strokes in the morning, 100 at night--"
"...will keep your hair healthy, bouncy, and bright!"
You read Constance Comportment's Helpful Habits for Healthy Hair?
[gasps] I adore her!
You and I are cut from the same cloth, Maricela.
Ooh! And I bet it's silk!
[both] One, two, three, four.
-What a lovely bracelet. -[Maricela] Oh, thank you!
My father had it shipped to me from Rome.
Oh, I adore Rome!
It's where I had my first taste of tiramisu.
Tiramisu is my number-three-favorite dessert, right after...
[both] ...French macaroons!
I'd forgotten how spacious our room was
before it got filled up with Maricela's stuff.
[exhales] I feel like I can breathe again.
And not just because she took her perfume with her.
We haven't seen her all day.
She seemed pretty upset. You think she's doing OK?
Yeah, yeah, I'm sure she's fine.
Maybe we should check in on her.
Make sure she's not sitting in the dark, weeping?
The Vienna Court Opera is one-of-a-kind,
but nothing beats the acoustics in the Teatro di San Carlo in Naples.
I can't wait to go there someday. I'm sure it's...
[in falsetto] ♪ Simply divine ♪
Brava! That's a perfect soprano C!
Do you sing professionally?
Because you really should.
I may have dabbled in entertainment.
[Mystery nickers]
[Alex grunts]
[Sahir] Here, Alex, let us help.
-What do you have in here? -[Maricela] Use your diaphragm.
-A croquet set Father sent over. -[Priya] Oh, I adore croquet!
How many croquet sets do you have in here?
[Maricela] Almost there. [gasps]
[Maricela grunts]
[Sahir] What do you say? Shall we put those wicked wickets to good use?
[laughter]
[Maricela laughs]
Oh, a croquet joke. Of course!
-Let's play. -[Maricela] Uh, now?
It's just... I've never played before.
Oh, it's easy and loads of fun!
You hit this ball with this stick.
Through these wickets.
[Maricela laughs]
"Wicked wickets"!
[laughs] Good one, Sahir!
-Hey, Foals! Hey, Maricela! -[Maricela] Oh.
Bonjour. Quelle surprise running into you three.
Oh, where are my manners?
These are my new friends,
Sahir, Priya, and Alex.
Uh, we know them, Maricela.
Where are you headed, PALs?
Oh, did I use your nickname properly?
Perfectly properly.
Wonderful!
We're going for a ride. Anyone want to come?
-Maricela? -[gasps] No, merci.
We already have plans to play a game.
And by "we," I mean the four of us.
The, um...
The Poshy Posse.
Yes, that's what we're called.
Oh, how delightful! We have a nickname!
Do we get a vote in the name?
You know, Maricela, you could also be called...
Hmm. Maricela, Alex, Priya, Sahir...
The MAPS!
Oh, making a name out of our initials just seems a little... juvenile.
Come on, Maricela! Let's play!
Oh, sorry we can't stay to chat.
We're off to hit a wooden ball with these sticks.
See you later, PALs.
-I'm glad Maricela's making friends. -They do seem to enjoy her company.
Yeah, time away from people can be good.
Like they say, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder."
I always thought it was, "Absence makes the heart grow blonder."
Who's up for a race? We can ride as fast as we can!
[all] Wahoo!
[horse whinnies]
[laughter and chattering]
I don't know about this, Poshies.
Polo's fun once you get the hang it.
[grunts] Huzzah!
It's the sport of kings! [grunts]
Give it a try, Maricela.
You liked croquet.
This is the same, except on a horse.
Sure, that's easy for you.
You're world champion riders.
Pass it this way, Maricela!
OK.
Mystery, allez! Ah!
[Alex] Incoming! [grunts]
Come on, Liberty! [grunts]
[Liberty whinnies]
Alex Fox and Liberty for the win!
Oh, no, you don't!
-Hyah! -Hyah!
-[horses whinnying] -[laughter]
[Lucky] Wahoo!
[Abigail] Yeah! [laughs]
-[Pru] Yeah! -[Lucky laughs] Yeah!
[frog croaking]
[sighs] I love riding with the wind actually blowing through my hair.
Though, riding with Maricela,
we saw things we'd never seen before, like the old foghorn.
It's weird to say, but I miss having her clothes in our room.
Her hats were fun, and she always shared them.
[chuckles] You guys are nutty. This is good.
We're finally back to being the PALMs.
I meant "PALs." The PALs.
Fine. I kind of miss our "M," too.
[horse nickers]
Poshies! The vice president and his family are coming to town.
There's a party tonight, and we're all invited,
thanks to my father, the senator.
-That sounds fun! -We adore parties!
-Will there be dancing? -[Alex] The vice president does not dance.
Oh, of course.
You've never met him, what with your father only being in local government.
I know he doesn't dance.
I was just testing you.
[Mystery snorts]
-[Mystery nickers] -[Maricela sighs]
[Spirit neighs]
Hey, Maricela! How are you?
Oh, just having so much fun with my Poshy Posse.
Doing so many fun things.
I can't remember when I've had this much... fun.
[laughter]
-[Priya] Your horsemanship is spot on! -[giggles] How are you, PALs?
Fun!
I mean... good.
-But Spirit misses Mystery. -[Spirit neighs]
[Mystery neighs]
We're taking a ride to Foghorn Cove tonight. Want to join us?
Thank you, but we have plans to attend a fancy soirée with the vice president.
The vice president of what?
OK. But if you change your mind, you know where we'll be.
[Mystery nickers]
What a marvelous dress!
Lucky gave it to me.
Of course, it's far too plain.
I mean, what would the vice president think?
[all grunting]
Uh... How do you like my sandwiches?
-They're great! -Delicious!
No, they're not.
Compared to Maricela's brie and cranberry sandwiches,
these taste like dirt.
[groans] Does anyone have a napkin?
-Not me. -Me neither.
Maricela always brought the napkins.
She was always prepared.
[Abigail] I wish she was here to see this.
She'd probably say, "Yoo-hoo, PALMs! It's beautiful!
And those puffy clouds match the curls in my hair!"
[laughs] Except she'd try to say it in French.
Hey, those are ground clouds.
-It's getting foggy out here, PALs. -[Lucky] We should head back.
We could really get turned around in this.
[wind whistling]
Bit foggy out, Skipper. I'd have you drop anchor, but it's too choppy here.
Ring the bell so they know we're approaching shore.
[bell ringing]
[ringing in distance]
-[Spirit neighs] -What is it, Spirit?
-[Spirit nickers] -[Chica Linda nickers]
[ringing continues]
Is that... a bell?
Sounds like it's coming from the water.
-[gasps] There's a ship out there! -[Abigail] I can barely see it!
Which means they can barely see us.
Or the shore.
If they try to come ashore, they'll crash into the rocks!
Come on, PALs! We got to get to the foghorn!
[Spirit neighs]
We need to build up the air pressure. [grunts]
[air pumping]
OK, go!
-[Lucky grunts] -[metal creaking]
[groans and gasps]
[bell ringing in distance]
Oh, no!
We need something loud to signal that boat.
The cove! Come on!
[lively orchestral music playing]
[guests chattering indistinctly]
Apparently, the vice president's boat has yet to arrive.
So, what do we do now?
Let's sit back and enjoy the jaunty musical stylings of Brahms.
[orchestral music continues]
Oh! When we were at the Governor's Ball,
Lucky taught us how to do an Irish two-step.
It really livened up the crowd.
Shall we?
I'm not sure it feels like this is the right crowd.
Maybe next time, Maricela.
A two-step? Really, Maricela?
Well, don't worry that you're not as sophisticated as we are.
You'll catch up someday.
The more time you spend with us. You'll see.
Alex! You are rude!
I'll "catch up"?
I'll have you know I am as sophisticated,
if not more sophisticated than you, and... [gasps]
Don't worry about it.
In fact, it kind of improves your outfit.
How dare you!
Oh, my gosh.
I'm the Pru of the Poshy Posse!
Please don't leave. Alex, apologize at once.
I'm off to have a picnic with three local dignitaries.
They may not be fancy or famous, and sometimes they smell of horses,
but there's no one else I'd rather be with right now.
[wind whistling]
[PALs grunting]
Whoa! Come on, arms. Work with me.
-[Abigail grunts] -I don't know about this, Lucky.
Remember how Maricela's voice echoed from the cave?
If we can make enough noise, we might be able to signal the boat.
What's your plan B if this doesn't work?
There is no plan B. Keep climbing!
[Lucky screams]
[all grunting]
[bell ringing in distance]
[all grunting]
Stop! Hey, you! Stop!
Watch out!
Hey, ship!
-Stop! -Stop!
-Stay away!
I can't see a lick, Skipper. You?
Blast it all!
-[Lucky] Careful of the shore! -[Pru] Rocks!
They're not stopping! We need to do something louder!
[Maricela] Ahem.
-[PALs] Maricela? -What are you doing here?
When you didn't return from your picnic I got worried, what with the fog and all.
How did you and Mystery climb up here?
Climb? We took the path that I found the other day.
There's a path?
It's quite lovely, with plenty of honeysuckle blooms.
[sighs] So, what kind of daring activity are you getting into?
There's a ship out there and...
Well, make some noise!
-Watch out! -Hey, ship!
-Stop! Stop! -Stop!
-Watch out! -Hey, ship!
Clearly none of you have been to the Teatro di San Carlo.
To project acoustically, one must use the space to their advantage.
[echoing] Yoo-hoo! Boat!
I know the perfect sea shanty for just this occasion.
♪ While I was sailing home ♪
♪ The clouds began to roam ♪
[bell ringing]
We should be at the dock already. Where is it?
♪ I yelled my shock ♪
[all] ♪ But suddenly rock ♪
♪ Was there, where once was foam ♪
♪ While I was sailing home ♪
[PALMs] ♪ The clouds began to roam ♪
♪ I yelled my shock... ♪
Singing? We must be near shore.
♪ But suddenly rock... ♪
Drop anchor, before we run aground!
[Maricela sings soprano high C]
[sighs] Thank goodness.
Skipper, check on the vice president and his family down below.
You know how he rattles easily.
What did the headmaster say?
The ship dropped anchor just in time
and was able to avoid crashing into the cove.
Then it's worth the tired arms and sore voice.
Maricela...
I hate to admit it, but you really helped us.
-Thank you. -[Maricela gasps]
[in falsetto] ♪ You're welcome ♪
You probably want to get back to your Poshy friends now, huh?
To be honest, even I can't handle being with a bunch of "me's" all the time.
Now you know how we felt.
Oh, Pru.
Come here! Your "M" is back!
Oh, Maricela! Are you crying?
Heavens, no.
Thought you might want to wipe the dirt off your face. It's unsightly.
[Pru laughs]
Goodness! We heard what happened.
You all really know how to save the day.
I hope you aren't upset with us, Maricela.
We're sorry if we came across a bit... harsh.
[grunts] I apologize.
I am fine,
because friends are like hats.
What's she talking about?
You can wear different hats on different days.
Ooh! Hat party!
It doesn't mean you appreciate them any less.
What do you think, Maricela?
It fits perfectly!
-[laughter] -[Abigail] A top hat!
[Priya] Oh, a fez!
-I've always wanted to wear one of these! -[Sahir] That is so you.
[laughter]