Original subtitles

[opening theme music playing]

[pleasant music playing]

[Tobias] Come to my party.

Come to my party. Come to my party.

-[growling] -Oh. Ooh.

Come to my party. [chuckles]

-Dude, check this out. -[both laughing]

Come to my party!

What's this?

Oh! They're just invites

to Tobias' My Tropi-Gal mansion party.

Yeah. I just dropped a trailer for it, too.

[upbeat music playing]

Come tonight at the Wilson Grand Estate,

where the gold glistens

and the luxury awaits.

And don't forget to bring your girlfriends.

Hmm.

Not sure how I feel about this.

On one hand, we never get invited anywhere.

But on the other hand,

this makes me wanna wash my eyes with fire.

Huh. I don't know.

Let's ask the girls.

-Hey, girls. -Yes?

Wanna go to Tobias' Tropi-Gal creep fest tonight?

It sounds genuinely awful,

and yet a thousand times better than what we have planned.

Hey, looking forward to seeing your audition

-for the Glee Club tonight. -[pops]

All right, no problem. Thank you!

Hmm. I see an opening in our calendar.

What should we bring?

Hand sanitizer?

Let's not forget,

bad decisions and bail money.

[girls laughing]

All right. See you tonight.

Get on the party bus, Carrie.

[rhythmic vocalization]

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

Um... I don't like this.

It's obvious that Tobias

just wants to steal our girlfriends.

He's being creepy,

and not your usual haunted doll creepy.

I mean, gross,

slimy, pencil-thin mustache creepy.

Why are you even thinking of going?

Because nothing fun ever happens without risk

and because I trust

in our girlfriends' excellent taste in men

and their athletic ability

to shot put Tobias out of a window

if he misbehaves.

And because I have a vision.

We turn out fashionably late and looking good.

The party's pumping.

Everybody turns to us and goes...

[all exclaiming] Oh!

[both exclaiming] Oh!

[upbeat music playing]

[exclaiming]

[exclaims dreamily]

You just made a very convincing argument.

I, too, want to be Oh-ed.

[both exclaiming] Oh!

Okay. Party outfit. Uh...

What do you think?

Tiny fedora

or no tiny fedora?

Tiny fedora?

No tiny fedora?

[groaning] Oh!

Wait. That was bad "Oh."

Dude, it looks like no one's accepted their invites.

Turns out Tobias has less friends online

than he does in real life.

I think he might be the first unfluencer.

[groaning] The mold is on the inside.

We need to get people to this party

or else we don't get our "Oh!"

How about we send gift boxes to all the kids

to lure them to Tobias Mansion?

That's a great idea... Huh?

[groans softly]

...in a non-creepy pencil-thin mustache way.

Let's find some gifts.

[grunting]

[thudding]

Okay! What do we got?

What do we got?

We got glow sticks, uh, party sunglasses.

Where does all this stuff come from?

It's from Grandpa Frankie's time.

Oh? Like the '60s?

No, when he did time

for importing unregulated goods

from his contacts in, like, Bootlegisberg or whatever.

Remember the flying lawnmowers...

-[all screaming] -[screaming]

[Gumball] ...the masks that gave the flu?

And let's not forget the air bag scandal

that spanned across three states.

-[air bag exploding] -[all groaning]

Oh, yeah.

Ooh!

What about this?

Coal-og-nea?

Everyone likes a little perfume for a party.

It's perfect!

But let's try it before we ship it,

just in case it melts flesh upon contact or something.

[clicks]

[growling]

[demonic laughter]

Seems fine to me.

Everyone's gonna love it!

[both exclaiming]

[both exclaiming] Oh!

Send one to every kid in Elmore.

-[yelps] -[glass crackling]

[gags]

[exclaims]

[eerie sounds]

-Whoo! -[tires screeching]

[both] Let's get ready to party!

[both exclaiming] Oh!

[both] Oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh!

-Oh! -Oh!

[both exclaiming] Oh!

What just happened?

[dramatic music playing]

[fire crackling]

Oh, no!

Dude!

We're late.

The party started hours ago.

[yelping] Come on! Let's go!

[groaning]

[both screaming]

-[thumps] -[both groaning]

Wait. [sniffs]

I think we need more of that Coal-og-nea

to cover the Bologna smell.

[growling]

[demonic laughter]

[dog barking]

[upbeat music playing]

Hey, dude, did you know

that I could make my tongue look like a taco?

Oh? No way!

Yes. Look!

-[growling] -[screaming]

What the? Why?

Because this is your fault!

And also because it looked inexplicably delicious.

Ah, you're right!

Our girlfriends are there all by themselves with Tobias.

I warned you about this ten thousand times!

But you know I'm a fool!

Should've bit me earlier.

[wailing] Oh! You're right.

This is my bad.

[sobbing] No! It is my fault.

No! It is my fault.

No! It's mine.

-No! It's mine! -No! It's my fault!

[construction men] Hey! Break it up!

-[thumps, thuds] -[yelping]

[all groaning]

Everything's going very weird.

Is your hair salivating, too?

All right! I'm ordering a ride.

-[screen beeping] -But we have no money.

It's okay. I have a plan.

But we're gonna have to be...

[yelling] ...chill!

[coughing]

Sorry.

We're gonna have to be chill.

[narrator reading]

[fire crackling]

Okay. So the plan was

we order the car where we are,

we sneak onboard Shinobi style

and cancel the ride.

But we order again from Tobias' address.

The guy takes us there.

We ninja our way out.

We cancel the ride again!

Bam!

But like I said,

"We have to be chill."

[narrator reading]

Hmm. Huh?

-[eerie music playing] -Huh?

What the...

-[screaming] -[tires screeching]

[shudders]

[grumbling]

-[screaming] -I feel bad.

We're freeloading off this guy.

[crashing]

Actually, it would have been better

if he had been chill.

-One star. -[cell phone chiming]

[groans]

[Tobias screaming]

Oh, dude!

Tobias is coming. What do we do?

[grunts, chomps]

Wait.

What if he hasn't done anything wrong yet?

[sighs softly]

Yes. Positive reinforcement for good behavior.

-Mmm-hmm. -Okay.

Well, let's just see the vibe when he arrives.

You never know. We might still get an...

-[both exclaiming] Oh! -[siren wailing]

You're under arrest!

[both screaming]

Wait. Why?

For being a public nuisance

and for making a nuisance out of the public.

The scent of the scent you've sent everyone

sent them all...

not sensible.

[both sighing] Oh!

What have we done?

[grunting]

I guess that also explains why my teeth are so itchy.

But, officer, where are our girlfriends?

Are they at the party?

Uh... no one's in that house.

You completely ruined

that poor millionaire boy's party.

He's the one who reported you.

Well, are you taking us home then?

He's taking you to jail!

[distorted shouting]

[suspenseful music playing]

[crackling]

[demonic laughter]

[both screaming]

[eerie shrieking]

[both growling]

[tires screeching]

[laughing maniacally]

[roaring]

[growling]

-[popping] -[metallic screeching]

[crashing]

-[crashing] -[siren wailing]

[all groaning]

[all exclaiming] Oh!

[both exclaiming] Oh!

[upbeat music playing]

[somber music playing]

[sighing in despair]

Oh... Oh!

What is happening to me?

Why does no one like me? [sniffles]

Could it be that my affluent upbringing

led me to believe that people could be bought?

Or is it more like Daddy says,

"And everyone's just jealous"?

[doorbell ringing]

Whoa!

Oh, hi.

Is this the millionaire boy's party?

[stutters]

[moaning] Hmm.

Uh, please.

Luxury awaits.

All right, guys. Let's party.

[all exclaiming]

[Tobias groaning]

[closing theme music playing]