When do you think you'll be done, Earl?-[src]
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Previous: | Lotsa Luck |
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Episode: | Door-Jammed |
Next: | Frenemies |
- Mrs. Twombly: You've got 30 seconds left. 29 seconds, and you will be mine, all mine! Mwah! I love you already. [Baby talk] Oh, you're the best part of a door. You know that, don't you? I can't wait to hold you in my hand and turn you! Five, four, three, two... Whoo-hoo-whee! Whoo-hoo-hoo! Yeah, baby! [Computer beeps] I've been outbid. I've been outbid? Ah! I've been outbid! Who would do that to me? Who snatched my little round darling right out from under me? [Gasp] Fisher Biskit! NOOOOOOOOOO!
- [Howling]
- Vinnie & Sunil: THE HOWL IS COMING FROM INSIDE THE PET SHOP!
- Mrs. Twombly: That was my doorknob, Fisher Biskit! I've been after it for years. Years! How dare you swoop in and take it from me at the last second! [Sigh] Well, at least that Biskit billionaire has the money to properly take care of my precious doorknob.
- [Dramatic theme]
- Agent: All clear. Careful. The doorknob that opened the door to a thousand hearts is precious cargo.
- Delivery Man: Whoa. I never thought I'd see it in person.
- Agent: The knob is in a good place.
- Mrs. Twombly: [Sigh] Be safe, my little precious.
- Blythe: Yup. That's what she said, how she said it, and totally what she meant when she said it. I am so sure she said it, Youngmee. [Coughing] Who the- ?
Whittany: This is, like, the most totally unfair thing ever!
Brittany: Like, ever!
Fisher: These are the last of the flyers for our open house, and if you want your allowance, you will pass them out. All of them.
Biskits: Daddy!
Blythe: Mayday! Mayday! Biskits sighting and nowhere to hide!
Brittany: Pretending you have friends again, Blythe?
Whittany: So sad.
Blythe: Uh, on the phone. Can't talk now.
Whittany: You can talk to your imaginary friend whenever. We're supposed to pass these out.
Brittany: But the task is, like, so totally beneath us.
Whittany: But just about right for you.
Blythe: I am not gonna pass all of these out!
Brittany: [Scoff] Like we care!
- Blythe: Hi, Mrs. Twombly.
Mrs. Twombly: What's in that unusually large bag, Blythe?
Blythe: Flyers for Fisher Biskit's open house.
Mrs. Twombly: Fisher Biskit!
Blythe: Did you say something, Mrs. Twombly?
Mrs. Twombly: Just wondering what was in the bag is all.
Blythe: It looks like Fisher Biskit is-
Mrs. Twombly: Fisher! Go on.
Blythe: -is having a big social event at the mansion. He's opening his doors for one day and one day only to share his rare art collection with the masses.
[Bang!]
Blythe: Aah! So out of character.
Mrs. Twombly: Blythe, I want to be one of those masses.
Blythe: Well, we've got 2,000 invites. One of them should work.
Mrs. Twombly: I'm sure the highlight of the event will be the unveiling of this beautiful doorknob.
Blythe: Um, you think?
Mrs. Twombly: I know!
Blythe: [Imitating Biskits] I am, like, so not into anything, like, Biskit. [Normal voice] But I'll go if you want to. I know how much you love you some doorknobs.
Mrs. Twombly: Oh, I do. I really do.
- Roger: [Whistling] [Wolf-whistles] You both look great! Can you tell me who designed today's ensemble?
Blythe: Actually, the shop down the street. But I accessorized.
Roger: And did you help Mrs. Twombly with her outfit?
Blythe: Um, no. That's all her.
Mrs. Twombly: Well, it's not every day you come face to face with the doorknob of your dreams.
Roger: Well, don't you worry about a thing while you're gone, Mrs. T. I'll take good care of the shop. There are a few things around here that need fixin'. And I'm a fixer.
Blythe: Okay, just don't hurt yourself.
Roger: Blythe! How could you say that? [Groaning] I'm okay!
Blythe: Ha, ha. See you, dad.
Roger: Ow, ow, ow! [Howling]
[Howling]
Sunil: [Teeth chattering]
Vinnie: Oh, I ain't gonna ask if you- if you heard that, 'cause I don't wanna know the answer!
Sunil: Was that the hideous howl of the undead?
Vinnie: [Grunting] Hey! I don't remember saying that was okay!
[Growling]
Vinnie: Ahh! But if it will make you feel better...
[Dramatic theme]
[Growling]
Vinnie: Werewolf!
Russell: [Stomach growling] Whoo! I need to cut back on the kibble.
Sunil: The spiky hair, the long claws, the bad breath!
Sunil & Vinnie: Russell's a werewolf!
- Vinnie: He's been right under our nose the whole time.
Sunil: Just waiting for his chance to feast on mongoose flesh!
Vinnie: If we don't wanna be his snack, we gotta act, and we gotta act now! This garlic should hold him at bay! Got your mirror ready?
Sunil: When he doesn't see his reflection, we'll know for sure that he is a werewolf!
Russell: Do you have any hearts?
Zoe: Mm-mm. Go fish.
Russell: Gah! Argh, hey! W-what are you- ? Gah! Stop that!
Sunil: Vinnie, he can't look. Russell's definitely a werewolf! Keep your distance! You, you... hedge-wolf!
Russell: Hedge-wolf? Let me get this straight. You think I'm a lycanthrope?
Vinnie: No, we think you're a werewolf!
Russell: Vinnie, a lycanthrope is the technical name for a were- Oh, forget it. Anyway, garlic and mirrors are how you repel vampires, not werewolves.
Vinnie: Hmm. Howled at any moons lately?
Zoe: And what's wrong with that? I like to get a good howl on now and again.
Russell: Zoe has a point. Canines are actually distant relatives of the wolf. If anyone might be a werewolf, it'd be Zoe.
Vinnie: So, Zoe. Ripped anything from limb to limb recently?
Sunil: [Gasp] Does that mean there are two werewolves in Littlest Pet Shop?
Vinnie: Aah! That's what it means!
Vinnie & Sunil: [Screaming]
Russell: Heh-heh. Hmm.
- [People chattering]
Mrs. Twombly: My, Fisher sure has a extensive art collection. I wonder where he keeps the most precious piece.
Blythe: Let's mill.
[Dramatic theme]
Blythe: Ahh! Don't look into their eys.
Mrs. Twombly: Hello, Fisher.
Fisher: Twombly.
Blythe: Um, do you two both know each other?
Both: By reputation only.
Mrs. Twombly: [Whispering] Where'd you put it, Biskit? Where is my precious?
Blythe: I'm sure it's here somewhere. Let's keep looking.
Biskits: [Laughing]
Blythe: Oh, look. There's Whittany and Brittany. Why don't we just go ask them where we can find the doorknob?
Biskits: [Giggling]
Blythe: Hi, Whittany. Hi, Brittany.
Whittany: Ugh. It's you.
Brittany: Like, hi.
Blythe: Hey, I was just wondering if you knew where your doorknob is being displayed.
Whittany: What?
Blythe: You know, it's probably round, about yea big.
Brittany: First of all, why are you talking to us?
Whittany: And second of all, what can we do to, like, make it stop?
Brittany: Heh-heh-heh!
Blythe: Um, well, you could point me in the direction of the doorknob.
Whittany: What are you talking about, Blythe?
Brittany: Ugh, the only new doorknob I can think of is the one in Whittany's bathroom.
Whittany: Whoa, looks like an emergency.
Biskits: [Giggle]
Blythe: Yeah, well, thanks.
Whittany: UHH! Why are you still talking?
Blythe: I... don't know.
Brittany: She's still doing it.
Biskits: [Giggle]
Brittany: OMG, watch out!
Blythe: Nice. Guess I'll be looking for that bathroom now.
Whittany: Huh, at least she quit talking.
[Suspensful theme]
Mrs. Twombly: [Gasp] They're using you as a - a doorknob?! [Imitating Gollum] My precious. Fisher doesn't respect the knob. [In normal voice] But he does own it. He won the auction fair and square. [Imitating Gollum] Me wants it. Me needs it. Must have it. [In normal voice] Oh, sweet sassafras! What have I done?
Blythe: If I wanted spots on my dress, I would've gone for the polka-dotted sheath.
- Sunil: Werewolves are all around us!
Vinnie: They're just waiting for the chance to have a lizard and mongoose snack.
Vinnie & Sunil: CLAWS!
Penny Ling: You like 'em? I just had a mani-pedi.
Sunil: Oh, ha, ha, of course. Because you have to keep those things sharp if you're planning on shredding a certain mongoose!
Penny Ling: Why would I do that?
Pepper: Hi, guys!
Sunil & Vinnie: AAH!
Vinnie: Watch out, Penny Ling! Those teeth were made for ripping out panda hearts!
Sunil: Don't turn your back on her!
Russell: Are you two still on this whole werewolf thing?
Minka: [Gasp] Werewolves? Monkey-brain eating werewolves?
Russell: Now, Minka, don't you start.
Minka: When did your index finger get so long?
Vinnie: See how you handle this, werewolves!
Minka: [Shriek]
[Crash]
Russell: Vinnie! What are you doing?
Vinnie: Ha! The monkey ducked. Werewolves have an aversion to silver.
Minka: What? I just didn't want to get conked by a silver dog dish!
Vinnie: She is so a werewolf.
Sunil: [Whimpering]
Penny Ling: Your teeth are unusually pointy, Pepper.
Pepper: And you have extra long werewolf hair!
Sunil: And she's got super good wolf hearing!
Vinnie: And... sense of smell!
[All arguing]
Russell: [Sigh] This won't end well.
- Blythe: Ugh! This is hopeless!
[Door opens]
Whittany: Blythe, what are you doing in here?
Blythe: Uh, trying to get your drink off of my dress.
Whittany: Well, do it somewhere else. This is my bathroom. Just like everything else in this house.
Blythe: Everything else in this house is your bathroom?
Whittany: Whatever.
Blythe: Ugh. Well, this stain isn't coming out, no matter how many perfectly monogrammed Biskit towels I use. Huh, guess this is yours.
Whittany: [Gasp] OMG, Blythe, you broke the door? [Whimpering]
Blythe: Heh, looks like we may be in here for a while.
Whittany: Somebody get me out of here! I'm trapped with- with... [Echoing] Blythe! - Pepper: Stay back, or I'll "wolf's bane" your mongoose tail!
Sunil: These silver spoons have a dual purpose: You can stir things with them, and you can use them to ward off werewolves!
Russell: Oh, brother.
Zoe: Penny Ling, Penny Ling, Penny Ling! Why aren't you gone? I said your name three times. Penny Ling is your name, isn't it? [Stomach growling] Oh, Russell's right about that kibble.
Pets: [Whimpering]
Vinnie: Oh, the dog's gonna go wolf on us!
[All screaming]
Russell: You all know there's no such thing as werewolves, right?
Vinnie: That's exactly what a hedge-wolf would want us to think. We got our eyes on you!
[Dramatic theme]
Russell: Ay yi yi.
- Whittany: I'm stuck in the bathroom with Blythe. This can't be happening.
Blythe: We could play a game or something. Rock, paper, scissors! The best of five gets this bar of soap.
Whittany: You are, like, so weird, and besides, it's already soap, so gimme.
Blythe: Yeah, this is fun. Too bad my dad isn't here, 'cause he's pretty handy at fixing things.
[Upbeat theme]
Roger: [Singing] My, my, my, my hammer hits so hard, makes me say, "Oh, my word!" Hammer time! Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow! [Howling]
[Howling continues]
- The night is getting darker
- And the full moon is in the sky
- In the distance you hear a howl
- And a blood-curdling cry
- You think it's probably just the wind
- But then something else happens
- Something that makes you think again
- [Sunil]
- There's something moving
- Out through the night
- You got that sickly sinking feeling
- That something isn't right
- [Vinnie]
- You run to find a shelter
- Locking the door
- But behind you there's a shadow
- Crawling 'cross the floor
- [Sunil]
- You turn to scream (Vinnie: Aah!)
- It seems a little mean
- Knees are shaking, cold sweat
- And your heart's a-racing
- [Vinnie]
- Those claws, those teeth
- Who's that underneath?
- Is that a hedgehog?
- Your eyes can't believe
- [Sunil and Vinnie]
- He's been wolf-i-fied!
- You better fly
- 'Cause there's no one here to save you
- And you cannot deny
- He's been wolf-i-fied!
- Just say goodbye
- 'Cause there's no place left to run to
- There's no place left to hi-ide
- [Sunil]
- You think you made it
- Running out the back
- But you better think again
- Because something's on your track
- [Vinnie]
- You run into a corner
- Turn to see who's there
- Now there's almost half a dozen
- That seems a bit unfair!
- [Sunil]
- You turn to scream (Vinnie: Aah!)
- Get something in between
- Knees are shaking, cold sweat
- And your heart's a-racing
- [Vinnie]
- Those claws, those teeth
- Who's that underneath?
- Are those your friends there?
- Your eyes can't believe
- [All]
- They've been wolf-i-fied!
- No need to try
- 'Cause there's no one here to save you
- And you cannot deny
- We've been wolf-i-fied!
- Just say goodbye
- 'Cause there's no place left to run to
- There's no place left to hi-ide
- [All]
- Wolf-i, wolf-i-fied!
- Sunil: Oh, I don't feel so good about this!
- [All]
- Wolf-i, wolf-i-fied!
- Vinnie: Hey, they're pretty good dancers!
- [All]
- Wolf-i, wolf-i-fied!
- Sunil: I don't care if they're good dancers!
- [All]
- Wolf-i, wolf-i-fied!
- Vinnie & Sunil: [Moaning] [Teeth chattering]
- Russell: Scary, scary stuff, huh? ...Rawr!
- Pets: [All screaming] Werewolf!
- Russell: Ugh.
- Whittany: You know, Blythe, I'm glad your father isn't here, becuase that's what I don't need right now: more Baxters! Here, Baxter. There, Baxter, Everywhere, a Baxter, Baxter.
Blythe: Whittany, are you freaking out?
Whittany: As if! Biskits don't freak out! We're perfect! Haven't you noticed?
Blythe: I kinda missed that, but if you say so.
Whittany: We have the best parties, and the nicest clothes, and everybody wants to be our friend, except, like, you.
Blythe: Well, it's not like you've been particularly friendly to me.
Whittany: Yeah. Well, that's 'cause Brittany doesn't really like you, and she's my sister, so...
Blythe: I've always wanted a sister, especially a twin. [Imitating Biskits] 'Cause, like, how cool would it be to have, like, someone just like me.
Whittany: Ha, we don't sound like that.
Blythe: Like, totally, you do.
Whittany: [Giggling, snort] You're funny sometimes.
Blythe: Like, all the time.
[Both laugh]
Brittany: There's a disturbance in the force. [Gasp] Where's Whittany? [Calling out] Whittany? [Sniffing] Something's wrong. Don't worry, Whittany! I'm coming!
Blythe & Whittany: [Chattering and giggling]
Brittany: Whittany! Are you in there?
Blythe: Heh, we're both in here. The doorknob fell off, and we're stuck.
Brittany: [Gasp] Blythe? Don't worry, Whittany, I'll get you out before she does any real psychological damage!
- Russell: So, you all still think I'm a werewolf?
Sunil: Yes, wolf-hog. I mean were-hedge. Argh, hedge-wolf!
Russell: Look, you're just imagining I'm a werewolf because, well, I'm an animal. We're all animals. And animals have fur and long pointy teeth and all the other animal-like things. Besides, werewolves only come out at night during a full moon, and it's daytime. No moon.
Vinnie: Oh, yeah. I was wondering about that.
Sunil: I never doubted you for a minute, friend of mine. [Screaming]
- Mrs. Twombly: Blythe, dearie, wherever have you gone to? Oh, typical party. Not enough bathrooms.
Brittany: It'll be okay, Whittany! I don't think Blythe-ness is contagious, but the decontamination team is standing by.
Francois: It seems as if some prankster has made off with the doorknob, but don't worry, we have a call into the hardware store, and they're sending someone right out.
Mrs. Twombly: Whoopsie! However did this get in here?
Blythe: And that's why I never wear stripes on a Friday.
Whittany: Ha, ha, Blythe, that's, like, hilarious.
[Both giggle]
Brittany: [Gasp] Whittany!! What are you doing?!
Whittany: Whatever. Do you remember how I told you everything in our house belongs to us? Well, that includes the front door, which you should walk out of, like, right now.
Blythe: But we- You and I- In the bathroom- I thought that- Ugh, forget it! Let's go, Mrs. Twombly.
- Mrs. Twombly: Oh, I don't know how I ever got so carried away over that silly doorknob, especially when I have so many beauties already. Did I embarrass you, dear?
Blythe: [Gasp] No more than this guy does... every single day.
Roger: Happy to help.
Blythe: Let's just pretend that party never happened. Please?
Roger: Well, that display case isn't going to fix itself.
Blythe: Hey, everybody. What happened here today?
Sunil: We heard a howl!
Vinnie: An unholy shriek!
Penny Ling: It could've been a werewolf!
Pepper: Or Russell.
Sunil: Most definitely Russell. He looks like a werewolf in the dark.
Russell: Do not!
Zoe: It could've been any of us. Except me.
Blythe: [Chuckling] Wow. Could someone right that all down and send it to me in an email? Maybe if I read it really slow, I'll understand how you could think there was a werewolf in the pet shop, but, then again, maybe not. [Sniffs] Ugh, P.U.! Is that garlic? You are all going to need baths.
[Metal crashing]
Roger: Ow, ow, ow, ow! [Howling]
Blythe: I'll take one of those!
Roger: [Howling]
- [End credits]