♪ Hey, hey! ♪
♪ La la la la la ♪
♪ Hey, hey! ♪
♪ La la la la la ♪
♪ Chasing dreams And making it happen ♪
♪ We can be anything We imagine ♪
♪ In harmony It's clicking like magic ♪
♪ It takes two! ♪
♪ When we're together ♪
♪ Double trouble Rocking in stereo ♪
♪ Better buckle up, baby Here we go ♪
♪ You and me ♪
♪ It's lights, camera, action ♪
♪ It takes two! ♪
♪ When we're together ♪
♪ It takes two! ♪
[music plays]
[sighing]
[Kel] Do I hear my favorite go-getters?
Lots of go-getting lined up for today?
Go... getting... tired.
Yesterday's side gig wore us out.
Remember when weekends were chill?
Like practicing a dance routine for five hours straight?
Or planning every last detail of the next week?
Beach.
Sunshine.
Shave ice.
Once, just once,
it would be nice if one of our jobs was... simple.
[sighs happily]
You could simply work for me.
[yelps]
As my taste testers.
It's your mom and my's anniversary
and I want to surprise her by recreating our favorite desert
from our favorite restaurant, mango sticky rice.
You call that simple, Dad?
Did you forget about the last time you employed taste testers?
Jacks and Jayla won't even look at a plate of meatballs anymore.
What if we start as color testers.
Like is it supposed to be green?
Ooh. I thought I fixed that.
I don't know if we're getting out of this one.
[phones vibrating]
[both] It's from Rafa.
"Hey ladies. You're welcome in advance."
"I'm on my way with costumes right now..."
"...for the modeling job I just booked you!"
-[laughs] -Yes!
Rafa to the rescue.
This is perfect.
An easy simple gig we were practically born for.
Just think of it.
Strutting down the runway. Cameras flashing and--
[Brooklyn] Wait.
What?
Are the flashes too bright?
We can wear sunglasses.
No, no.
Have you ever noticed how Rafa is, uh, creative
with his job descriptions?
Right.
Like when he booked us a performance gig
and we spent all day wrangling a runaway pigeon.
[doorbell rings]
So by modeling, he could mean...
Anything.
[meows]
[grunting]
[both] Huh?
[grunting]
Oof!
[gasps]
Rafa. Is that-?
Yep. May I introduce Caper the Cat.
[meows]
She's the mascot for Caper's Costumes.
The best costume store in the city.
I'm there like all the time.
How come you've never taken us?
It's where I go for some me time.
And this morning the owner said she was looking for
two people to promote the store in Times Square.
So, since the costumes are both adorable and fabulous,
I obviously thought of you two. Plus, they make cute sounds.
[costume hissing]
[hisses]
[meows]
Mostly cute.
Brings back so many memories.
Same. For me, it was the Tater Truck Toad.
[shudders]
His croaks still give me nightmares.
I meant good memories.
I loved seeing Caper the Cat around the city
when I was little.
And now we get to put our own spin on the character.
She even has her own signature move.
It's called the Purrfect Pirouette.
Did someone say perfect? Who's ready to try-
Sorry, Dad, us go-getters gotta get going.
Sorry, we can't help you with your...
[confused] ...science project?
-[Simone] Hello my wonderful family. -[gasps]
Hi, Mom. Bye, Mom.
Cat costumes? You two are already hard enough to herd.
Honey, happy anniversary.
Uh, Kel?
[nervously] Uh, hi honey.
Our ping-pong paddles are broken, yeah.
So uh, frying pan for the pinging and ponging.
[clears throat]
You know I have the sharpest eyes in the skies, right?
Why are you covered in rice?
Uh, it was supposed to be an anniversary surprise.
I was trying to make
our favorite mango sticky rice from Rice Patio.
So far I've mastered the sticky part.
Oh, honey.
I see your copycat cooking and raise you
an actual lunch reservation at Rice Patio.
No, you didn't!
Table for two. Happy anniversary.
Marrying you was the smartest thing I've ever done.
Let's go.
Uh, maybe leave your ping-pong paddle at home.
[upbeat music]
[meowing]
Now that's a cat walk.
Right? You know, I had my doubts.
Mostly about the smell in here.
But I'm loving this cat noise machine.
[meows]
[hisses]
Meow, meow.
[hisses]
Muh-muh-meow. [hisses]
That'll be great for, um, catching people's attention
to hand them the store's flyers.
And I'll get their attention with my pirouettes.
The deal is we have to hand out all the flyers to get paid.
How hard can handing out some flyers in Times Square be?
There's, like, so many people.
Come to Caper's Costumes!
Brook, hey.
A cool costume for every caper.
Brook! Brooklyn!
And there she goes.
Oh, no.
It's okay. You'll make it purrfect in no time.
-No, not that. -That!
[chitters]
[clucking]
So many mascots.
And they're handing out flyers too.
And that whale costume is cuter than yours.
[both groan]
[meows sadly]
What? The cuteness factor was a big part
of my flyer deployment strategy.
Now we have a whale and two frankly fabulous castle guards
to contend with.
We're just as cute and fabulous.
But that is a lot of competition.
Looks like handing out all these flyers
won't be so simple after all.
[soft music]
Ooh, I have been thinking about this mango sticky rice
since our last anniversary.
Hey. You know how we've always made sure to eat
our main course and veggies before dessert
to give Brooklyn a good rule to live by?
I am hating that rule right about now.
Exactly. And Brooklyn isn't here.
[both] Waiter!
All right. I did a quick calculation of which corner
has the most foot traffic, and this is it.
It's flyer time.
I feel some serious Barbie-level inspiration
about to happen.
Come to Caper's Costumes.
A cool costume for every caper.
[purrs]
[meows]
[yowls]
Oh! Hi Mr. Stefan's Dad.
[meowing]
Say Caper's Costumes.
Oh, no, those are for...
We're on your turf?
And we should leave... now.
Oh, no problem.
We'll do just fine over on that corner.
Wow. Stefan has some work to do.
We understood his dad perfectly.
[meowing]
♪
[chitters]
[meowing]
[camera shutter snaps]
[clucking angrily]
♪
[cackling]
It's almost like they've got something against cats.
But our costumes are so cool.
Woah!
Coolness, check.
Visibility, not so check. I didn't even see that curb.
Me neither.
But I am seeing the saddest corner in Times Square.
Correction. It was sad. But now we're here, right?
Sorry ladies, but this is the only corner
with no other mascots.
[sniffing]
Oh. I can smell why.
[sniffing]
Ugh. I think it's soaking into my fur.
Etta would not approve.
Aha!
Hey. It's like mi Abuela always says.
When life gives you dumpsters, you take out the trash
and then drink lemonade by the recycling bin.
Does your Abuela ever make any sense?
[Malibu makes cat noises]
Come to Caper's costumes.
A cool costume for every caper!
Come on. We can still own this corner.
That's the spirit.
[breathes deeply]
You're right. It's not perfect, but we'll make it work.
After all these years, you still fascinate me.
[Simone sighs happily]
Now I remember why we had the dessert last rule.
No room for the rest of the meal.
Whew. You ready to go?
This is going to take a lot of blocks to walk off.
[sniffs]
Turmeric?
No, no, no, no.
Cayenne? Oh, sorry honey.
I tried to find the secret ingredient all morning
and just couldn't.
Oh, wait! Paprika.
No, no.
[groans] What is it?
[laughs]
Well, I know better than to take you away
from a culinary mystery.
I think I can pack in one more round to help solve this.
[clears throat] Waiter.
[pigeon coos]
[yelps]
[laughing]
[Simone] Hey, girls.
Aww. You two didn't have to take time off your jobs
to come see us.
[meowing]
Listen to you staying in character.
I've got to get a picture of this.
[shutter snaps]
Adorbs! Can I say that? I'm saying it, so adorbs.
Oh. Well bye, girls.
Since when does Brooklyn wear cologne?
Stop them!
What exactly were you two plotting
with those devious pranksters?
[both] Pranksters?
[voiceover] Need a costume that will survive anything
New York can throw at it?
[meows]
♪
[meowing]
Check out Caper's Costumes.
Who is that?
Am I seeing double?
[cackling]
Hmm. The store owner promised me you'd be the only Caper Cats.
It's bad enough having to compete with Clucky's Clothes
and Whale of a Wardrobe.
Don't worry. I'll get to the bottom of this.
Who's worried? We can handle some competition.
Yeah! Bring it.
[meowing]
Costumes. Get your costumes here.
Ma'am. That was our daughter and her best friend.
They're good kids.
Hardworking, with big dreams.
They don't have a pranking bone in their bodies.
If that wasn't a prank, then my name isn't Glynis DéBouquet.
Just look at my grandson. He's frazzled!
-[hiccups] -Frayed.
-[hiccups] -Flummoxed.
-[gulps] -Waiter?
I have been pranked at your restaurant.
My club sandwich is full of feathers
and my grandson, bless his heart, has never been so, so...
Flustered?
[hiccups]
The perpetrators are getting away
thanks to these two accomplices.
What are you going to do about it?
-Now wait just a second. -Accomplices?
I'm so sorry, Mrs. DéBouquet.
But I can't exactly chase them down.
Fine. Then I'll take care of those troublemakers myself.
[grunts]
[Mrs. Débouquet] Blaine!
[hiccups]
We're going to need our check.
♪
Brooklyn, I'm almost out of fliers.
We're in the homestretch. Easy pea-
Huh?
Costume?
I have some questions for you hooligans.
-Hoolie who now? -Us?
Do you think it's funny to frighten old ladies?
-No! -Never.
Who's paying for my club sandwich?
-You? -Him?
Are you two good at catching pigeons?
-Kind of. -We've had some practice.
Aha! So it was you who fowled our platter.
[hiccups]
I'm not sure what's going on.
-But we've been right here. -Doing our job.
But wait.
We did see two other Caper Cats over there a few minutes ago.
Maybe that's who, uh, what was it?
You! You think taking my flyers
and throwing them in the sewer is funny?
Today was my one chance to get promoted to bowling ball.
That settles it. You two are in big trouble.
That's them, over there.
A likely story.
Do I look like I was born yesterday?
No, ma'am.
Not even the day before yesterday.
[nervously] But can I just say that you've got amazing skin
for your age, no matter when you were born?
You want proof we're not the pranksters?
-We'll get you proof, come on. -Woah!
We've got to catch those guys.
Hey, get back here.
[sighs]
Another day, another gutter ball.
[groans]
Okay, now wait just a second.
We claimed this corner fair and square.
Oh, uh, you okay?
[sobbing]
I should just give up show business.
And bowling.
-Rafa? -Rafa?
Where are Brooklyn and Malibu?
And why is the bowling pin crying?
That's what I want to know.
-I've been crying because... -No, I meant the cats.
Exactly!
-What? -What?
The girls were just here.
I left to check about those other Caper Cats
and the owner said they're definitely not official mascots.
So, there are more cats.
I knew our girls weren't causing trouble.
Wait. How do you guys know about the other cats?
And what trouble?
Hey!
[cackling]
You owe me a promotion!
[laughing]
They're not affiliated with us.
Caper the Cat does not prank.
How does it feel?
Girls. We found you.
You'll never guess what happened...
[grunts]
[laughing]
I don't think those were the cats we're looking for.
[laughing]
♪
[clown shoes squeaking]
-Woah! -Woah!
[clown shoes squeaking]
♪
-[groaning] -Blaine!
Uh-Nah. The cats went that way.
No, they went that way.
Whew. Some anniversary.
[weakly] Never exercise right after a meal.
We're breaking all the rules today.
♪
[wild meowing]
You okay, Malibu?
[cackles]
[grunts]
Brooklyn. It's me.
[groans]
Watch it, cat!
How are they so fast in these bulky things?
I don't think we can catch them.
Maybe we don't have to.
Look. They're headed straight for the other mascots.
If they get the same treatment we did...
Then we know exactly where they'll end up.
[chitters]
[squawking angrily]
[grunting]
Hard to see in those things, huh?
We gotcha.
[Mrs. Débouquet] And I've got all of you.
It was them!
[grunts]
See? They just tried to run.
And you ran away earlier.
I think it's time to call the authorities.
Oh, wait, Mrs. DéBouquet.
We have proof which cats pranked you at the restaurant.
[Kel] Look closely.
The pranksters got rice stuck to their costumes.
Blaine!
[hiccups]
[meowing weakly]
[laughs]
You think you're sad now?
I'm going to find your mothers
and see what they have to say about this,
or my name isn't Glynis DéBouquet.
[hiccups]
On the house.
Thanks for your help finding those pranksters.
Well, don't mind if we do.
-[Simone] Mm-mm. -That's all of it.
The store got so much buzz from the video
of you two catching the pranksters,
the owner didn't even care about the flyers.
I guess a simple job wouldn't have been as fun, huh?
Still it would be nice for a certain manager
to get us at least one simple gig.
Or for a certain manager to give us a heads up
next time things are going to get... catty.
Wait, wait, wait.
You want me to let you know next time one of your gigs might lead
to a case of mistaken identity involving a pair of pranksters
in cat costumes, an aspiring bowling ball,
and a shockingly fast senior citizen
with a hiccuping grandson?
[laughing]
[both] Coconut!
[closing theme music playing]