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[ Both laughing ]
[ Bang! ]
[ Both grunt ]
♪♪
[ Roars ]
Aah!
-Whoa!
-Whoa!
♪♪
[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
[ Laughter ]
Ay.
I'm here.
Hi, Maria Teresa.
So nice of you to show up
to your own makeup party.
Don't you know it?
Now let's get some makeup
on you.
You know you need it.
What did you say?
[ Both yelling ]
Come on, Val, keep up.
Incoming.
[ Both panting ]
We're getting destroyed
out there.
We need to find some way
to hide, a way to blend in.
Whoa.
What is going on
in here?
A soothing,
microbiome mask
featuring a glycolic acid
exfoliant from the looks of it.
No, Val.
Talking about grandma.
Her face, it's gone.
Hang on a minute.
It's okay, Val.
Grandma still has her face.
I think we just found
our camouflage.
[ Laughs ]
Dang. All out.
Nothing here either.
Maybe there's
some more here.
[ Gasps ] Score.
[ Laughs ]
They'll never see us coming.
Keep it down.
I am.
Hm?
Rub it in good, Val.
Ptooey!
What's going --
You shouldn't be messing
with things that aren't yours.
Camouflage doesn't seem
to be working.
You little -- ay!
Whoa!
[ All yelling ]
[ Snoring ]
Aah!
Ay! Who got all up
in my stuff?
Someone took
my anti-aging cream?
You thought you could get away
from Don Jalapeno, eh?
Well, I'm telling your grandma,
and when she finds --
Hey, hey!
What kind of -- Huh?
[ Gasps ]
You're a baby, Val.
So are you.
Oh, no.
Pbbht.
What the heck happened?
I guess we stole some kind of
magical cream from Maria Teresa?
Then let's go back
and make her fix this mess.
Uh, Vic, I don't think
it's gonna be that easy.
Why is it so far?
I don't know.
[ All crying ]
Señora, we need to get back
to my grandma's house.
This may sound weird --
[ Babbling ]
[ Both babbling ]
How you babies get out here?
[ Sniffs ]
Ugh.
[ Babbling ]
[ Babbling ]
So, where are we anyway?
[ Babies babbling ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
[ Harmonica plays ]
[ Pop! ]
I-I think we're in some kind
of baby prison.
What?
I'm too young to go to jail.
I can't have a record.
Keep it together, Val.
We've got to find a way
to get out of here.
Any ideas, Don?
Ugh.
[ Snoring ]
Val, wake up.
Come on.
Stay focused.
What?
Okay, I'm awake.
Let's see.
The front door is locked,
and I don't see any...
[ Snoring ]
Val, come on.
Aah!
I hate this sleepy baby brain.
Well, from what I can see,
our only way is
that open window.
Come on, Val.
Keep up.
[ Whimpers ]
Val, I got baby legs.
[ Sniffing ]
What's that smell?
[ Chewing ]
Chocolate? Chocolate?
[ Chewing ]
Cacao, C-Cacao,
Cacao, Cacao!
[ Chomp! ]
This is Cacao's chocolate.
You don't ever mess
with Cacao's chocolate.
You got that?
Cacao?
You can talk?
Well, I ain't rappin', am I?
Of course I can talk.
Can you believe
this little baby?
He's usually all like, "Cacao,
Cacao, Cacao, Cacao, Cacao."
[ Laughter ]
Listen here. Cacao runs
things here at Bebe Bay.
You don't just come crawlin'
all up on Cacao's turf,
eatin' Cacao's chocolate.
You got that?
Y-Y-Yes. Y-Y-Yes.
You babies gonna
learn today.
Check this out.
[ Crying ]
[ Snoring ]
[ Crying continues ]
¿Que es lo que esta
pasando aquí?
How did you get
in the snack cabinet?
Ay, yi, yi.
Come with me.
Great, now it's gotten
even harder to break free.
Welcome to the big house.
You're gonna be here
a long time, boys.
[ Giggling ]
No, no, no,
no, no, no, no.
It's almost nap time.
Nyeh! Nyeh, nyeh, nyeh.
We got to get out of here,
Val.
Valentino:
Okay, this is where we are,
and Señora Gonzalez
is right here.
So, if we can manage
to sneak past Cacao
and his group
during nap time...
Yeah, yeah, great.
Then what?
Val?
[ Snoring ]
Val.
Aah! What's going on?
Where am I?
Talking about the plan
during nap time.
Right, nap time.
[ Snoring ]
♪♪
Val, it's time.
Right, right.
♪♪
[ Both shouting ]
[ All groan ]
♪♪
Come on, Don.
[ Babbles ]
Don?
Chocolate?
Don, no! Don, no!
Both:
[ Whispering ] Don.
[ Babbling ]
Don, quiet.
You're trying to
get us caught?
Here, Don.
Vic, what
are you doing?
[ Straining ]
♪♪
[ Babbles ]
Come on, Don.
♪♪
Huh?
[ Growls ]
♪♪
Come on, guys,
piece of cake.
♪♪
[ Squeaks ]
Yah!
[ Whimpers ]
[ Straining ]
We made it!
[ Babbles ]
We did it, Val.
Val?
[ Snoring ]
Wake up.
[ Grunts ]
[ Screams ]
It's all right.
I got you.
[ Both straining ]
[ Panting ]
Got some huge guts
stealin' from Cacao again.
Hey, we didn't take nothing,
okay?
[ Babbles and slurps ]
Mmm.
Oh, yeah, that.
Uh, sorry?
Sorry time is over,
turkeys.
Cacao, wait!
[ Victor and Valentino yelling ]
Huh?
We're never getting
out of here.
[ Crying ]
Dry those tears, Val,
and follow me.
[ Babies crying ]
[ Straining ]
What's going on here?
[ Gasps ]
[ Engine starts ]
[ Engine revs, tires screech ]
Great idea, Vic,
but where are we going?
Just jump through
the window.
What? At this speed,
we'll never make it.
That's what
turbo mode is for.
♪♪
[ Both shouting ]
Whoo-hoo, next stop,
Grandma's house.
Huh?
What the heck?
Y'all goin' too far stealin'
Cacao's whole bag of chocolate.
Whole bag?
What's the talking about?
[ Gasps ]
Don, give it back.
[ Gasps ]
He's closing in.
Val, wake up.
[ Screams ]
[ Tires squealing ]
[ All yelling ]
♪♪
[ Grunts ]
[ Grunts ]
[ All straining ]
[ Tires squealing ]
♪♪
[ Babies crying ]
[ Laughing ]
Take that, babies.
[ Engine revs ]
You got two choices.
You either hand
over the chocolate,
or you crash into
Mr. Rodriguez's car.
[ All shouting ]
Hit the brakes.
They're not working.
Don,
just give him the bag.
Mnh-mnh.
Look, Don,
chocolate tree.
Oh, you did it now.
Ch-Ch-Choco.
Chocolate!
What are you doing,
turkey?
[ Slurping ]
Ew.
Turn, Val.
Get your hands off.
Let me go, fool!
No!
Aah!
♪♪
Ah, ah, ah, no chocolate
for a month, diablios.
Cacao.
Like taking candy
from babies.
Both:
Wait, wait, Maria Teresa.
Well,
what do we have here?
Could you be the little
traviesos
who stole my secret
anti-aging cream?
You too, Don Jalapeno?
Whee.
It looks like it works
pretty good, huh?
You know,
Chata was expecting me
to use the anti-aging cream
on her today,
but instead I gave her
whatever I had left.
I should just let you stay
babies, like how you are.
[ Crying ]
All right. All right.
Lucky for you
I just happen to have
my secret rapid
age-acceleration cream.
It's the only thing
I have left.
[ All groaning ]
Now rub it in
real good.
It worked wonders
for your grandma.
[ Giggling ]
Victor and Valentino: We're
back, Grandma. Did you miss us?
[ All gasping ]
Grandma?
How do I look, niños?
Aah! Really great.
Great, Grandma.
♪♪
[ Both laughing ]
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