The Loud House (2016–…): Season 3, Episode 20 - The Loud House - full transcript

After agreeing to go to The Royal Woods House of Terror, Lincoln and Clyde have to toughen up and face their fears. Lola discovers Lucy has an old, fragile doll, and decides she must borrow it - no matter what Lucy says.

- ♪ Crashing through
the crowded halls ♪

♪ Dodging girls
like Ping-Pong balls ♪

♪ Just to reach the bathroom
on time ♪

♪ Leaping over laundry piles

♪ Diapers you can smell
for miles ♪

♪ Guy's got to do
what he can to survive ♪

- ♪ In the Loud house

♪ In the Loud house

- ♪ Duck, dodge, push,
and shove ♪

♪ Is how we show our love

- ♪ In the Loud house,
in the Loud house ♪



- ♪ One boy and ten girls

♪ Wouldn't trade it
for the world ♪

- ♪ Loud Loud Loud

♪ Loud house

- Poo-poo.

[mysterious music]



[bell rings]

- I hear the screams
are so loud,

you can't even
hear yourself scream.

- I hear it's so scary

they give you diapers
before you go in.

- I hear a deranged clown
chases you with barbecue tongs.

- What are you guys
talking about?



- The Royal Woods
House of Terror

just opened for the season

and we're finally
old enough to go.

Check it out:

Zombies, vampires, mutants,

all waiting to pounce on you
the minute you step inside.

- Dude, don't bother
telling them about it.

They'll never go.

Everyone knows they're the
biggest chickens in our class.

- Oh, yeah?

Then how come we already
got tickets to it, Chandler?

- We did?

Oh, right, we did.

I totally forgot
because I'm so excited

and not at all terrified.

[whimpers]
[loud thud]

[both scream]

- Oh, really?

When are you going?

- Uh, tomorrow night.

- Cool, then we'll get our
tickets for tomorrow night too.

That way,
we can all go together.

[chuckles]

- Great, looking
forward to it.

- I'll bet you are.

- Oh, man,
what did we just do?

How are we gonna get
through the House of Terror?

- I won't even get up
to pee at night

if my Blarney night light
isn't on.

I better call Dr. Lopez.

[phone line ringing]

Oh, no, it went to voicemail.

[breathing heavily]

- Wait, I've got
an idea.

Maybe we can toughen ourselves
up before tomorrow night

so we'll be able to handle
the House of Terror,

and I know who can help us.

- [exhales]

- So what do you say?

Are you up for scaring
the daylights out of us?

- Yeah!
- I'm in.

- Lucy, you're our resident
scream queen.

What do you suggest?

- I've got a few ideas.

[thunder crashes]

[knocks on door]

We're ready, Lincoln.

- We can do this.

- Totally.

both: Clincoln McCloud.

[both gasp]

[teeth chattering]

- Uh, it doesn't
look so bad.

Thanks for
the encouraging pat, buddy.

- You too.

both: That's not me.

all: Boo!

[both scream]

both: Ugh.

- Whoops.
- Whoopsie.

[teeth chattering]

- This is my fault.

I gave you
too much fright too soon.

- [chattering]
It's okay.

- [chattering]
You m-m-m-meant well.

- We'll dial the scares
back a little for round two.

- Okay, Luce,
we're ready to try again.

- What have you got for us?

- Actually, I just
ordered you guys a pizza.

[doorbell rings]

Oh, and there it is.

- Pizza?
Not afraid of that.

- Me neither.

both: P-p-p-pizza!

[both laugh]

[chainsaw whirs]

[both scream]

- Oof.
- Oh.

[eyeballs rattle]

- Oh, too much?

[teeth chattering]

- Sorry, I'll dial it
back some more.

You guys better now?

Okay, let's
try this again.

- Lincoln, Clyde,
I'm glad you're here.

I have a bone to pick with you.

Or should I say 206 bones?

[evil laugh]

[both scream]

[both groan]

- Sorry.

Here's an easy one.

All you have to do
is go down in the basement.

- We can definitely
do this.

Though it sure is
dark down there.

[stair creaks]

[both scream]

- Sorry.

All you have to do is go
in my room and open the coffin.

- Brightly lit empty room?

We got this one.

It's empty.

- Phew, that
wasn't so bad.

- I knew you could do it.

[both scream]

both: Whoa!

- Sorry.

Okay, even less scary.
Got it.

- [howls]

[both scream]

- Lily, wrong time to break out
your new wolf jammies.

[teeth chattering]

- Sigh.

- Hey, guys.
- What's the word?

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Uh, why are you
wrapped in blankets?

And, Lincoln,
why are you holding Bun Bun?

- Lucy's been trying

to prep us to go to
the House of Terror tonight.

- We told some classmates
we'd meet them there,

and we don't wanna
look like chickens.

- Dudes, I worked at the House
of Terror a few seasons ago.

I used to haul people
to the first aid tent

when they passed out.

- Passed out?

- Yeah, I'd just throw 'em
in the wheelbarrow.

- Wheelbarrow?

- Tell you what,
why don't I call

and see if any of my friends
still work there?

I'm sure they'd let us

take a tour of the place
with all the lights on.

Maybe that would help
make you less scared.

both: That'd be awesome!

[thunder crashes]

[creepy music]

- This place
doesn't look so bad, Clyde.

- Yeah, we got this.

Why, hello there,
Mr. Squirrel.

High five, boop.

- You guys
ready for the tour?

[both scream]

- We got to stop
doing that.

[bird caws]

- You can do this,
little dudes.

There's nothing
to be afraid of.

[shoes squeak]

- Ah!

both: Spider webs!

- Check it,
they're just string.

both: Huh.

[both scream]

- They're just
paper-mache.

Styrofoam.

Food coloring.

Toilet paper.

Yogurt with
fruit mixed in.

See, it's all
special effects.

- I guess you're right.

[both scream]

- That's not!

- No, it's just Mrs. Bernardo,
my old drama teacher.

Hey, Mrs. B.

- Bobby, what a nice surprise.

What brings you back
to Royal Woods?

- Just giving
my friends a tour.

- Hello.

both: Hello.

- Tell your mom
we miss her at bingo.

- Will do.

- [snarling]

[both scream]

- Relax.

That's just Mr. Wisniewski,
the crossing guard.

He likes jobs where
he can be on his feet.

- [blows whistle]

- Oh, thank you, sir.

- And, finally, this is what

we in the haunted house biz
call a bail out door.

- Ooh.

- Things get too scary tonight,
you can just run outside here.

- Thanks, Bobby, but I
don't think we'll need it.

- Yeah, this place
is just special effects

and friendly town folk.

It's not scary at all.

- You really
saved our butts, Bobby.

Can we treat you
to a thank-you Flippee?

- Oh, you bet.

But before we leave,

I want to go say hi
to the flesh-eating mutant.

He's my old T-ball coach.

[thunder crashes]

- We've totally
got this, Clyde.

- Totally.

- Aw, an encouraging squirrel
high five.

Boop.

[bird caws]

- Miss Bernardo?

- Aren't you supposed
to be inside

getting ready
to scare people?

- Not anymore.

Management just let
the entire staff go.

- What? Why?

- Word got back to them
that you kids took a tour today

and didn't find the place
very scary.

both: Oh. [chuckles]

Ugh.

- So they decided to do
a complete overhaul.

Apparently it's
100 times scarier now.

- It's scarier
and we got everyone fired?

This is a double bagger.

[breathing heavily]

- [laughs]
Don't worry about me, honey.

This gives me more time to work
on my ♪ one woman show

- What are we gonna do?

We'll never
get through this.

- Maybe we can get out of here
before Chandler shows up.

- What up, chumps?

- Dang it.

- You guys actually made it.

I didn't think you would.

[door creaks]

After you.

[both gulp]

- Sure is dark in here.

- [cackles]

[both screaming]

- [screams]

- We'll go this way.

You chumps go that way.

See you chickens
at the exit.

- [screams]

- [screams]

[both scream]

- [growls]

[both scream]

[both breathing heavily]

- Brains.

[both screaming]

- We gotta find
that bail out door.

- My thoughts exactly.

[all screaming]

- That was the scariest
experience of my life.

- I need a hug.

- Well, who's gonna hug me?

- Bring it in, dude.

[both screaming]

[both breathing heavily]

- Oh, man,
the bail out door

was much farther
than I thought.

- They really need to work
on their signage.

- Hey, guys,
how'd you get out before us?

- Oh, well, uh...

- We took the bail out door.

That place was way too scary.

Ow.

- Guess you guys
made it all the way through.

[both scream]

- Yeah, I guess we did.

- Are you gonna rat us out
to everyone at school

for being chickens?

- No, that wouldn't be cool.

- Oh, you guys are all right.

I'm sorry for always
messing with you.

- Forget it.

- Yeah, we're good.

- Hey, you guys want to go
to Gus' for some pizza?

- Sure.
- Sounds great.

- Wow, friends
with Chandler.

Who would have thunk it?

- Do you think we should tell
him we only made it to the end

because we couldn't find
the bail out door?

both: Nah.

- That'll be
our little secret.

Aw, he's wearing
a crow costume.

- Are you trying
to scare us too?

You cute little--
[both scream]

[dramatic music]



- [gasps]

[screams]

- Lucy, I need you to show me
how to do that cat eye again.

I'm trying
a "night on the town" look.

- Give me one second.

- [gasps]

I didn't know you had a doll.

She--she's breathtaking.

Where did you get her?

- I found her in one

of Great-Grandma Harriet's
trunks in the attic.

- Well, you absolutely must
allow me to throw her

a "welcome to the family"
tea party.

- Oh, sorry,
Lola, but no.

She's really fragile.

I have to take
special care of her.

I spent all day making
this coffin to keep her safe.

- A doll this beautiful
deserves to be played with,

not left in a creepy coffin.

I can keep her safe, I swear.

- It's not that
I don't trust you,

but I know things can get
a little crazy in your room.

- [scoffs]
That is not true.

- Yeah!

Reel it in, you guys!

[loud crash]

Sorry, Lise.

Sorry, Lols.

Broke another teacup.

Actually, make that
the whole set.

- Sorry, Lola.
The answer is no.

- [groans]

I have to find a way
to play with that doll.

- Ahem, Lucy,
may I present to you

"Reasons Lola Loud Should
be Trusted with Lucy's Doll."

- Save your breath.

Lucy's not here.

She's at a poetry convention
all day.

Oh, that means there's
an extra breakfast downstairs.

Dibs on Lucy's bacon!

- Gone all day?
Hmm.

You're even more beautiful
than I remembered.

Oh, and you look
so bored in there,

no one to gossip with over
Earl Grey and crumpets.

You know, we could have
a really great tea party

and I could get you back into
this coffin before Lucy's home.

Mr. Sprinkles, Eunice, you two,

please welcome--
oh, we need a name for you.

How about Lady Rosalind

Cordelia Annabella
Pembrookington,

or Rosie for short.

Tea?

[humming]

I'll make it extra sweet
for you.

[gasps]
Oh, no.

Oh, no, Lucy's gonna kill me.

Maybe it's not that noticeable?

Gaa, of course it is!

[breathing heavily]

Don't panic.
You can fix this.

[bell dings]

I know!

Come on, Mr. Sprinkles.

I need emotional support.

No offense, Eunice.

You're a delight,

but I just don't think we have
that kind of relationship.

Rosie, you just sit there
and chat with Mr. Sprinkles

while I wash your dress.

[gasps]

[screams]
It soaked through!

[groans]

Well, I suppose your body
can go in the wash

but your delicate
porcelain head can't.

So I'll just...

[groaning]

[gasps]

- Oh, Rosie, I'm so sorry.

Mr. Sprinkles, what do I do?

Hmm.

There we go.

That should hold.

I don't know,
what do you guys think?

Ugh, I know
it looks bad, Eunice,

but as my friend, you aren't
supposed to say that.

I'm sorry.
I'm having a day.

Maybe I can just cover
the crack with her hair?

[gasps]

Ah, could this possibly
get any worse?

[screams]
How did this happen?

Great, the one day of the year
Lana washes her hat.

[glass breaking]

Well, this is
beyond fixing so...

[laughs]

Hmm.

I need a ride
to the antique district now,

no questions asked.

- Wait, do you need to go
tinkle before we leave?

- What did I just say?
But yes.

Circle the block.

[tires squeal]

What do you think,
Mr. Sprinkles?

If I change the eyeliner,
curl the hair,

and file down the teeth,

she just might pass
for the original.

I'll take her.

And all of those.

[thunder crashes]

That should do it.

[gasps]
Lincoln, hello.

Lovely weather
we're having.

- Uh, yeah, I guess.

Hey, have you seen my glue?

- Pfft, why would I have?

What do you think, I go around
swiping people's glue?

- You don't have
to get mad about it.

- I'm not mad!

You were once so beautiful,

but now I have
to get rid of you.

Sorry, Rosie, but if Lucy
finds you, I'm toast.

Here, in case you get thirsty.

[birds tweeting]

Ah.

Good morning, sweet princes
and princesses.

[gasps]
[screams]

Rosie, how did you
get back up here?

I put you
in the crawl space.

Maybe I just dreamed it.

Yeah, it was probably that
cheese I ate right before bed.

Always gives me nightmares.

[dog whines]

You saw nothing.

[dog whimpers]

I know, and it's like

just because you have
a beautiful mane

does not make you
the fashion police, am I right?

I'm right.

[screams]

What are you doing here?

I buried you, and that
was not a cheese dream.

[gasps]

You're haunted.

[thunder crashes]

[shudders]

Of course you are.

You belong to Lucy.

Well, my little friend,

you picked the wrong person
to haunt.

Sayonara, spooky.

Good luck getting back
from the dump.

- Hey, Lols,
how's it going?

- Ugh, Lincoln,
what's with the third degree?

It's none of your business
how it's going.

- Why are you so mad?

- I'm not mad!

[screams]

Seriously?

Okay, that's it.

I am taking care of this
creepy doll once and for all!

- Hey, Lols,
where are you off to?

- Ugh, why are you
everywhere?

Shouldn't you be playing
with Clyde or something?

- Clyde's at his weekly
therapy appointment.

He invited me, but...

[tires squeal]

- Ahh.

- Flip, you old scoundrel,
you still got that boat?

- Well, depends
who's asking.

You with the taxman?

- No, I'm six.

- Ah, then yep.
What can I do you for?

- I need a ride
to Tall Timbers Pond, midnight,

on the side where
the dock lights are burned out.

- Ah, it's one
of those kinds of trips.

Well, I can do it,
but it's gonna cost you.

- Money's no object, Flip.

I've lost a lot
of baby teeth lately.

- [groaning]

How much farther?

You know, I charge
by the nautical mile.

- This is fine right here.

So long, sister.

What are you lookin' at?

- Nothing.

Ah, I don't want
any trouble.

- Keep your yap shut
and you won't get any.

Now row.

[bird caws]

Hmm?

[gasps]

[thunder crashes]

[gasps]

[screams]

[breathing heavily]

Lucy!

- Hey, Lola.
Glad you're here.

I just drew the ace of wands,
which means you're going--

- Never mind that.

We need to barricade the door.

Help me move this dresser.

- Uh, want to tell me
what's going on?

- [sighs]
Okay.

I took your creepy doll
and then I broke her

and now she's haunting me.

I'm so sorry, Lucy.

You told me not to touch her,

and I should have
listened to you.

- You broke her?

She looks fine to me.

- Uh, that--yeah,
that's not your doll.

That is!

[thunder crashes]

- Whoa, how did you
even do this?

- Well, it began
as a simple tea stain,

and then things kind of
progressed from there.

[sighs]
I'm a terrible sister.

- No, you're not.

I forgive you.

It's not like you
did this on purpose.

- Thank you, Luce.

You're really nice.

So can you please get her
to stop haunting me and stuff?

- She was probably
just haunting you

because you took her away
from her rightful owner.

Now that
you've given her back,

I'm sure
she'll leave you alone.

- Phew.

Well, that's a relief.

And sorry again for wrecking
your doll and stuff.

- Wrecking her?

Now that I know
she can haunt people,

I like her even better.

- Of course she does.

[mouse squeaks]
[frog croaks]

- Whoa, guys, wrong way!

[frog croaks]

Sorry, Lynn.

I'm still training 'em.

- No big.

They probably smell
the sandwich I left down there.

[mouse squeaks]

Whoop, looks like Lola's doll
got out of our room again.

- That's not Lola's.

That's Lucy's.

- It is?

Oh, well, I feel like a dummy,

'cause I kept finding it
in all these weird places

and returning it to our room.

First it was
in the crawl space,

then buried in the backyard,
then at the dump.

I even found it at the bottom
of Tall Timbers Pond

when I was visiting
my fish friends.

- Weird, how'd it get
to all those places?

- I don't know, Lynn.

How do boogers get made?

Some stuff is
just unexplainable.

- Yeah, true that.

- Hey, you guys better share!

Dibs on the pickles!

- ♪ Cramped inside
this tiny space ♪

♪ May sound bad
but ain't the case ♪

♪ In the Loud house
- ♪ Loud house

- ♪ Duck and dodge
and push and shove ♪

♪ That's the way we show
our love in the Loud house ♪

- ♪ Loud house

♪ Laundry piles
stacked up high ♪

♪ Hand-me-downs
that make me cry ♪

♪ Stand in line
to take a pee ♪

♪ Never any privacy

♪ Chaos with 11 kids

♪ That's the way
it always is ♪

♪ In the Loud house