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[? "Always Be My Baby" playing]

? Doo, doo, doo, doo ?

[crowd cheering]

? Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ?

? We were as one, babe ?

? For a moment in time ?

? And it seemed everlasting ?

? That you would always be mine ?

? Now you want to be free ?

? So I'm letting you fly ?

? Because I know in my heart, babe ?

? Our love will never die, no ?

[crowd singing along] ? You'll always be a part of me ?

-? I'm part of you indefinitely ? -[playing off-key, sighing]

? Boy, don't you know you can't escape me ?

? Ooh, darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby ?

? And we'll linger on ?

? Time can't erase a feelin' this strong ?

[? song continues]

Look at them.

They are all way too happy to be at a funeral.

Well, that's because the elusive chanteuse, Mariah Carey,

is singing, child. That's why.

Hmm.

This hot Gouda almost makes these proud snacks edible.

So who do you think did it, Shuggie?

Uh, little girl, are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?

[Shuggie burps loudly]

Excuse me.

But seriously, I don't have the slightest clue

who could have killed that monkey.

[thunder crashes]

[? dramatic music playing]

[thunderclap]

Hmm.

? The Proud family, what? ?

? You and me will always be tight ?

? Family every day and every night ?

? Even when you start acting like a fool ?

? You know that I'm lovin' every single thing you do ?

? I know I can always be myself ?

? When I'm with you more than anybody else ?

? Every single day that I'm headed off to school ?

? You know there's no one I love as much as you ?

-? The family ? -? The family ?

? Proud family ?

? They'll make you scream ?

? They'll make you wanna sing ?

? It's a family thing a family ?

? A proud, proud family Proud family ?

? They'll push your buttons ?

? They'll make you wanna hug 'em ?

? A family, family Proud, proud family ?

-? Proud, proud family ? -[Oscar screams]

[announcer] Welcome to Snackland.

[Rodney] Think about it. There's the word "sure" in insurance.

And everybody surely needs insurance these days--

And I'm surely not interested. And by the way, you're not Shaq.

Just whack, Rodney.

Well, if you're not going to get a policy on the park,

at least insure Snacky Monkey.

Why would I buy insurance for a monkey?

He's a monkey!

What happens if Snacky Monkey is abducted by aliens?

Or even worse, eats one of your snacks?

I'll buy a new monkey!

Yeah, but if you had insurance, you'd have seven figures to do it with.

Hmm? Uh, are we talking an NBA seven figures?

Or an NFL seven figures?

Because they don't be paying them football brothers at all.

We're talking baseball seven figures.

[gasps loudly]

[clears throat]

Rodney, my good man.

Exactly how much would this policy cost?

Not much. I sent Snacky Monkey to your wife

for a pre-qualifying medical exam.

He's no Anthony Davis, though he does have a unibrow.

He doesn't have a unibrow!

-That's fur. He's a monkey. -[kid] Hey!

Come on, man, that's the same thing.

How much, Rodney?

Hmm? Hmm.

What in the-- No way!

I'm not paying that, baby Kazaam. Why don't you just disappear?

Think about it.

Monkeys don't live that long.

No way you lose on this deal. Here's how much you'll make

when Mr. Chips goes to that big zoo in the sky.

[Oscar] Good googly goose fat!

-[clears throat] Rodney, my man. -[cash register dings]

That decimal point is after the seven figures, right?

It's not a crumb. I've been fooled by that before.

Be a fool not to reconsider.

[toilet flushes]

Where do I sign?

Make sure you read the fine print.

Oh, come on, man.

If you can't trust a fake full-time NBA champion, who can you trust?

The only place I wouldn't trust your tiny fake butt

is at the free throw line. [laughs]

[Oscar laughs then screams]

Where did you get those muscles?

-What are you doing, Rodney? -Proving you wrong.

[Oscar screams] Ow!

Two out of three.

Ow! You've ripped me, man.

Okay, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

Three out of five.

[screams] I take it back, Rodney, you're the man.

-[slurping] -[announcer] Welcome to Snackland.

[Dijonay] Zang, who's going to wait 2897 minutes?

Apparently these people who obviously have no lives.

Penny, will you please go find your father?

Mayor Kelly is here to take photos.

But I'll lose my place in line!

Really?

-[Oscar screaming distantly] -[all] Hmm?

All right, all right.

Best 313 out of 625.

-[Oscar screams] -Uh, Mr. Rodney, sir.

My daddy has to take a picture with the mayor.

Please?

No, not until I make a free throw.

[Oscar screams]

Try bending your knees, put your arm at a 90 degree angle

and then flick your wrist when you release the ball.

[Oscar groans]

No! No!

[Oscar cries out]

Anything else, little girl?

Just shoot my daddy so I can get the heck out of here!

[Oscar] Come on!

[whimpering]

-Yes! -Can you dig it?

Penny, where's your father?

[Oscar screams]

He's right here.

Oh, no, baby brah.

Looked like you were having a ball.

But not in a good way.

No, no, no, no.

Trudy! Help me.

Oscar, would you stop?

We can't take a picture with you looking like that.

Straighten yourself out!

What have I told you about hunching over?

I can't, Mama.

My foot is in my mouth and I can't tell you where my other foot is.

-[Wizard Kelly] Let the wizard help! -[Oscar yelps]

Music, please, y'all.

[? whistling tune]

[Oscar yelps]

[screams]

Trudy!

Ow!

[Wizard Kelly] Oops! My bad, Oscar Proud.

Let Wizard make it up to you.

Can we take this picture?

My feet are killing me.

[Oscar in shrill voice] Get your arm off my wife, Wizard.

[screams]

Oscar, quit playing around.

Just take the picture.

How many teeth do I got left?

[gasps]

Little Peabo, you remember what we talked about?

I sure do.

And thank you, Mr. Wizard, sir.

Everybody say "Snacky Monkey."

[all] Snacky Monkey.

[Cece laughing]

No doubt.

Now, who's gonna take the first ride?

As long as I don't have to wait, I'll go.

I think the owner of this fine establishment

should be the first one to go, y'all.

Oscar, he's right.

Baby, this is your moment.

Trudy, will you please follow my lead on this one?

It hasn't been tested yet.

Oscar, why would you do that?

That's why you can't get any insurance.

And everybody surely needs insurance these days.

And everybody surely needs insurance these days.

And everybody surely needs insurance these days.

I know who should go first.

Snacky Monkey.

-[chittering] -[crowd cheering]

[whirring]

[muffled screaming]

[gasps] Where's Mr. Chips?

[gasps]

[Snacky Monkey chittering]

[thunderclap]

[sobbing] Mr. Chips is gone.

I don't know why.

Why!

Hey, my man. You gotta pull it together.

You make sure you pull my money together.

[crying hysterically]

Oh, Lord, have mercy... [Oscar continues indistinctly]

-So, Penny, why are we here again? -In this lame treehouse?

We're here to reflect upon a life cut short.

But a life lived well.

The life of Mr. Chips.

-Girl, there's no music. -Or repast.

I'm hungry.

No, you don't understand.

This is an opportunity to express your true emotions.

In a moment of loss like this,

-it's important not to hold them in. -[yawns]

This is a safe space.

-Now what we're gonna do is go around... -[stomach growls]

...and everyone will say a few words about how they feel.

Who wants to go first?

[crickets chirping]

Kareem.

[groans]

Penny, I didn't really know Mr. Chips that way.

Uh, Mr. Chips.

He was a monkey, right?

Seriously?

Hey, he could have been a chimp.

I don't want to misidentify him or anything.

Maya, you're all for animal rights.

Which is why we shouldn't be in this treehouse.

We should be in the street protesting what your daddy did to Mr. Chips.

No change, no peace.

Okay. Moving right along.

Yo, Maya, you coming--

KG?

Fine. I'll go first.

[clears throat] I wrote a poem.

[? bongos playing]

Oh, Mr. Chips with your constant antics.

I remember the time you ate raw cake mix for a week.

You were sick and it came out like bricks.

Daddy made me clean the floor until it was spotless.

-[all clamoring] -[treehouse door shuts]

Zang!

Same thing happened at my hamster's funeral.

[Oscar] No way. You're the one who sold me the life insurance.

You owe me two million big ones, Rodney.

I don't care if it's you or the real Shaq.

Somebody paying.

[Rodney] We can't pay you until we complete our investigation.

Investigate what? Freddy's dead.

-[Rodney] Freddy's what? -You heard me. The monkey is dead.

[Rodney] That's what you're saying.

We haven't found a body yet.

[Oscar] I'll tell you what.

If I don't get my money, they're gonna find a flabby four-foot body

with my size seven up--

[muffled whimpering]

Hold up!

Daddy, you had a two-million-dollar life insurance policy

on Mr. Chips?

[gulps]

Baby girl, this... I know... This is not what it seems, okay?

-Mmm-hmm. -This is this is what businessmen do.

[coughing]

[chuckles nervously]

[Penny] And then he said, "It's what businessmen do, baby girl."

Well, he right.

I mean, they got me insured for about 10 million here.

And that's a little low number, if you ask me.

I'm worth about a hundred.

Yeah, but you're still alive.

Shoot.

Not if they keep feeding me this New York Strip.

Shuggie is a rib eye man, thank you.

I thought you gave up red meat.

I did. [chomps] But red meat didn't give up on me.

-[plate shatters] -[chuckles] So wait a minute.

So are you really saying that your daddy did in Mr. Chips?

AKA the Snacky Monkey?

No, but he's definitely a suspect.

I mean, it's two million dollars. And he doesn't seem upset at all.

Yeah, it could have been your daddy or ten other people

behind that kind of money. You crazy?

I mean, there's been a lot of...

-Look, look, look. -Hmm.

[Penny yelps]

There's been a lot of chitchat.

And the word is that Mr. Chips was involved in some fishy business.

Uh, where did you hear that?

Capital Z-N-N, the Zoo News Network.

Animals hear everything.

It was awful.

Especially that Don Lemon.

-Hmm. -[yelps]

[chitters]

People don't think that we'd be listening, child. But we is.

And the word on the street is Mr. Chips' head done

got as big as them ears he'd be wearing.

-Really? -Look here.

My man say somebody had it in for him.

He got ops.

I mean, they wanted some smoke.

Who's your man?

Penny? He's not really a man.

[Huggy laughing] Where's my dinero?

That's what they say in those movies. "Where's my dinero?"

I don't know what I would do if I lost this hat.

This is me. This is my personality.

[Huggy] I lost this hat one time. I thought... [trails off]

You know what, my folks said Mr. Chips was dead monkey walking.

Who wanted him dead?

She say, "Who wanted him dead?"

Am I tripping? Shuggie, what's wrong with your girl here?

What did I do?

It ain't what you did, Penny.

It's what you didn't do.

Danke schoen, my brother.

Now, if you go inside the control booth

for that milkshake ride, you'll find what you're looking for.

Now, uh... [clears throat] where's my hundred dollars?

A hundred dollars?

He just gave you a fish.

Oh, that was just an appetizer. The hors d'oeuvres.

And who idea was it to put a "H" there, anyway?

-[guard] Hey, you! -[all gasp]

What you doing over there?

Uh-oh, uh-oh.

Hello? Goodbye. Gotta go. Gotta go.

-Go where? Don't you live here? -[objects clattering]

I wish. I'm on the waiting list.

I live under the freeway pass at Wizard Kelly Drive,

and Martin Luther King Boulevard.

And I have a dream to one day get off that list.

[guard] Get your butt back over here!

Bear, stop!

Well, I guess we got to go to Snackland.

Uh-uh. You've got to go to Snackland.

They're not just gonna let me walk up out of here, Penny.

These bars are here for a reason.

Besides, you need to go report this to all the authorities, anyway.

Now, go head on.

[gasps, chuckles]

Don't worry. I got you.

[? suspenseful music playing]

Uh... [yelps]

Okay, can I take this off now, please?

[grunts]

I look like CeeLo Green at the Grammys, girl.

[laughs] Smile.

Uh-uh, Penny, stop playing. You better not post that.

Wow.

This is way more complicated than I thought it would be.

Little girl, get out of the way.

-[Penny screams] -I got this.

-[beeping] -[gasps]

Ooh.

Do you know what you're doing?

Girl, I can type 300 words a minute.

Do it look like I know what I'm doing?

No, It looks like you're hitting four or five keys at one time

with those big paws.

Those are macros, child.

[vocalizing]

Got it.

Someone rewrote the program.

And that's what caused the ride to malfunction.

Hmm.

How do you know that?

I was crew chief of Comment Panda.

Comment Panda? What's that?

Uh, you're asking a lot of questions.

But it was a top secret Chinese cyber unit, baby.

Well, there's no way my daddy did that.

He can't write a Twid.

Oh, yeah? Well, what IT company does your daddy use then?

Because this job here was done by a professional.

My daddy would never use an IT company.

He uses unpaid interns.

[gasps] Like KG. Come on!

KG? What kind of name is that?

KG need to buy himself a vowel.

[school bell rings]

Yeah, Mr. Proud?

Well, he kind of hired me to work on the Snacky Monkey ride machine.

Well, not really hired.

I was an unpaid intern.

So what exactly did my dad hire you to do?

Oh, man. Everything.

He wanted me to program the ride to the park.

He even had me do his taxes.

That is, until that fool Snacky Monkey had him fire me.

Sound to me like you didn't really like the man,

Mr. Chips very much, did you? Did ya?

No, everything was good with me and Mr. Chips.

I ain't care for Snacky Monkey.

Mr. Chips acted real different when he put those stinking ears on.

[chittering]

[KG] I was sitting at the terminal just doing my thing,

when I know the Snacky Monkey is looking over my shoulder.

And before you know it, he's doing my job.

A little monkey see, monkey do action.

-The next thing I know... -You're fired.

[gasps, growls]

Why you and Kung Fu Panda up in my grill anyway?

You think I had something to do with what happened to Mr. Chips, huh?

What'd you say? What'd you just say?

Boy, look here. Don't you let your mouth get you in no trouble around here, boy.

They got laws against these paws, boy.

You gotta admit you do have a motive.

For getting fired off a job I wasn't even getting paid to do?

You know what? Now that I think about it,

he does have a point, Ms. Fancy Drew.

Y'all need to be talking to Peabo.

Peabo?

Mmm.

After I got fired, he really got into it with Mr. Chips.

What do you mean Snacky Monkey doesn't do floors?

-[Snacky Monkey chuckling] -We'll see about that.

Mr. Proud, Mr. Chips is refusing to do his fair share of work around here.

That's because he's a celebrity now.

Snacky Monkey doesn't have to mop,

but you do, my little underprivileged ragamuffin.

Now get to mopping, Peabo.

[blows raspberry]

[KG] And then, before you know it, Peabo went bananas.

[cackling]

[yells]

I've never seen anything like it.

He couldn't even touch Snacky Monkey. But if looks could kill...

What I'm saying is, if you want to talk to somebody,

you need to be talking to Peabo.

He's right. We need to talk to Peabo.

[woman chuckling]

Shuggie?

Yes. I actually am ready to order. Check it out.

I want two of those Salisbury steaks.

I want three of those stale square pizzas.

And are those tater tots, baby? Yes, they are.

Okay, well, give me a couple of handfuls of those.

What are you doing?

I'm getting my lunch on. What it look like?

You know, they got to feed Shuggie eight times a day around here.

You better get out of here before you get eight years.

[voice echoing from phones] Oh, you know what? You right. You right.

Good looking out, Penny. Let me get up on out of here.

Uh, sweetheart, can you box this up for me, please?

[woman laughs slightly] Bye, sugar.

Hey, Penny, call me later, okay now? Holler at your boy.

[people murmuring]

Why didn't you introduce us to your friend, Penny?

I like that black and white suit.

Uh, you know that was a giant panda, right?

Ew, gross!

It can't be sanitary that he was in here.

Guys, he licks himself 500 times a day.

Why is that supposed to comfort us?

He's clean, okay?

I've got something more important to talk about.

I don't think Mr. Chips' accident was an accident.

I'm pretty sure Peabo has something to do with it.

-[all] Huh? -[Penny] What?

Do you guys know something?

Well, I don't know about Peabo, but it could have been your girl, Zoey.

Yeah, she's got no love for Mr. Chips.

Mmm. Miss thing went off.

You know she's with that monkey business.

Yeah. Zoey turned red that day.

Ooh.

Zang, look, it's Zoey, looking like the Atomic Blonde.

[gasps]

[grunts]

[screams]

I knew it! I knew shouldn't have trusted Mr. Chips.

If he were un-alive, it would be all right with me.

What was she angry about?

We don't know. She never said.

And we didn't dare ask.

Not with those boots on.

Hmm.

[gasps]

[gasps]

[man on TV] Don't move, darling.

[woman on TV] I knew it was you.

[man on TV] I've finally found you.

-[cell phone ringing] -And I won't let you go this time.

Well, hello.

This is Shuggie, the giant, but gentle panda.

-Talk to me. -What are you doing?

I'm finishing up my lunch session.

Hey, but guess what, though? The lunch lady slipped me a note

with her number on it, Penny. She was choosy.

Look, you can do that later.

I need you to go to Peabo's house.

I've got another clue to track down.

And exactly how am I supposed to do that, Penny?

I'm banned from all the taxis, all the ridesharing apps,

them little tennis shoes with the skates them children be wearing.

I can't go nowhere.

[Shuggie screaming] It's going too fast! Stop!

It's going too fast! Stop on my soul!

[girl] Strawberry, please. Yeah.

I would never harm Mr. Chips.

I love animals.

Well, I've got four reliable witnesses who say you were ready to cash in

Mr. Chips' chips, that you wanted him un-alive.

That was totally taken out of context.

Uh, little Susie, look here.

If your friend don't buy nothing,

she gonna have to get the heck up on out of here

and let a paying customer take her place.

Yes, sir.

You heard the man.

That seat is for paying customers.

-Now skedaddle. -Zoey, just tell me the truth.

Are you calling me a liar, sister?

Did you not say Mr. Chips couldn't be trusted?

-Yeah, but-- -And you were angry about that,

weren't you?

No. Yes. I mean, I don't know.

So angry that you told everyone that you wished he were un-alive.

Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it!

[roars]

[screams] Trudy!

[Penny screams]

[? theme music playing]

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