Ahh! This place give me the juicebumps!
Maybe we should go back!
Very back!
No, We can't go back now, you guys! Okey-Dokey Jones never goes back! [the babies move near a door-shaped like Angelica's head. They act surprised. Inside the "mouth" is a bright, orange-colored light] Hang on to your diapies, babies, we're goin' in!
That's Tommy Pickles. He's the bravest baby I ever knowed! [as he talks, Tommy races toward the door. As he gets there, the door slams, while he raced in there once it's open, and after he enters, it slams shut again. Phil and Lil look surprised] And that's Phil and Lil. Uh, uh, well, they, they like worms. [Phil and Lil hold hands and rush in through the door, which closed behind them] And I'm Chuckie. Uh...I'm not so brave. [he's hesitant to enter, but is whipped in by Tommy] But that's okay, 'cause I got Tommy, and he's my bestest friend. [giggles]
Watch out!
Keep moving! It's right behind us!
Tommy! Help me!
Come on, Chuckie!
Tommy! [the babies scream and run away] You kids shouldn't be playing in here!
We thought the fun times would last forever. [the babies bumped into Spike, and run face-first into glass patio door, then fall over] But we was wrong.
Oh, my.
Upsy-daisy, Didi.
Thanks.
Thank you for inviting me to your baby shower, Mrs. Pickles.
Glad you could be here, Susie.
What a pretty party dress, Angelica.
Thank you. My mommy's assistant bought it, especially for my Aunt Didi's party. [Susie laughs while making fun of her angelica's sailor dress] Don't say a word.
All right, I got $20 on 8 pounds, 6 ounces. 8 pounds 6. Who's got 8-7?
I'm in for 12!
12 pounds? What are you, crazy?
Gosh, you can hardly tell she's gained any weight.
Oh, don't worry.
I mean, you know from behind.
There you are, Didila. Come. Look what we got for you. Boris, move your tuchus.
A goat? Oh, Mom, you shouldn't have.
Nothing better for the little bubula than goat's milk.
Except maybe yak. But you try finding good yak these days. [the babies run and bump into the goat and it bleats] He's saying, "Hello". There you go, kinderwund, some chocolate coins.
Everything I, oh...
Aren't you gonna eat it, Tommy?
Nope. I'm saving it for my baby sister.
Oh, you mean, she finally came?
Not yet, but they're giving her this big party, so I'm pretty sure today's the day.
Do you think she got losted on her way to the party?
Hmm, I don't know. Maybe we better go look for her. Come on!
Uh, but, Tommy, she could be anywheres. [he accidentally bumps into Didi's belly]
Watch it, pups.
Careful.
I'll get back to you, Jonathan. I've got to say "hi" to the life of the party. [to Didi, as she pats her stomach with her cellphone] How's our little man?
I told you, Charlotte, Dr. Lipschitz says it's a girl.
Ha! That windbag thought Phil and Lil were intestinal gas.
Face it, dolly. Riding high, it's a guy.
Well, you know what they say, "Born under Venus, look for a-" [her phone then rings] Hello?
Now, now, Dr. Lipschitz is the expert. I don't see any of you with a PHD in Latin.
Yeah, Pig Latin maybe. Well, let's just hope for Tommy's sake it's a girl. I'd hate to think how much my pups would be squabbling if they were both boys.
Uh, uh, uh. Let's not do any gender stereotyping. After all, Stu and Drew are brothers, and they get along just fine.



