Original subtitles

[upbeat rock music]

- I am so excited for

the carnival this Saturday.

- Guys! Guess what

they're having at the carnival?

A Deep Fry Anything booth!

- Will they deep fry an apple?

- Yes!

- Will they deep fry

a bologna sandwich?

- Yes!

- Will they deep fry

a soccer ball?

- They will deep fry anything!

It's literally in the name.

- [scoffs]

Who'd wanna deep fry

a soccer ball?

- You're the one who asked!

- You seem pretty angry

about this fry booth thing.

- You know what?

30 seconds ago, I was

around that corner thinking,

"Man, when I tell them

about this deep fry booth,

they're gonna be

just as excited as I am."

But you know what?

Just like that time I found

a practically unused spatula

in the woods,

you ruined this as well.

- It had blood on it.

- Could've been sauce!

- Okay, nobody is ruining

this carnival for anybody.

We have waited too long.

I mean, it's finally

our year to be

the oldest kids

at the carnival.

boys: Yeah!

- I mean, since first grade,

we have looked at

those older kids and thought,

"Wow, I wish I was having

as much fun as them."

boys: Yeah!

- And this year, we are them.

boys: Yeah!

- And this year,

I'm finally gonna win

that stuffed banana

with a face on it.

- What is it with you?

Every year, you blow

an entire month's allowance

on game tickets trying to win

that stupid banana.

- It's not stupid.

It's wearing glasses.

- Harpers.

all: Principal Tarian.

- [clears throat]

- Oh.

all: Shelly.

- Shelly...

what do you say?

She's not a morning turtle.

- Jackpot!

Free game tickets.

That big,

smart banana's mine.

- What, Dicky--

what are you doing?

You cannot keep those tickets.

- I'm not gonna keep them.

I'm gonna spend them.

We're all gonna spend them.

- There are so many tickets.

[gasps]

I could deep fry the tickets.

- And I could ride

the rides over and over.

Uh, no, no, no, no, no.

That's a slippery slope

to nowhere.

Which is a ride I could ride

if I had these tickets.

No, it's wrong.

- Dawn's right!

We don't want to wind up

like The Dozer.

He probably started

by stealing carnival tickets,

now he's bulldozing that kid

right into the wall.

- Ricky's right.

So give me the tickets.

- No, me!

- No, me!

- No, me!

- No, me.

- It's not what it looks like.

- It's never what it looks like

with you four.

But don't worry,

you'll plenty of time

to sort it all out

when you're in detention

this Saturday.

- Ooh!

Ah...

Saturday's not gonna work.

We have a carnival thing.

- Not...

any...

more.

I ran out of words.

- Great!

The one year

we get to be the oldest kids

at the carnival,

we don't get to go!

- Speak for yourselves.

I'm one failed math test away

from being right back here

next year.

Who's a smart one now?

[upbeat music]

- ♪ ♪

[whistling]

♪ ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

- ♪ Hey! ♪

♪ One, two ♪

- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪

♪ ♪

- This is something

I never thought I'd see.

The joint,

the slammer,

the big house,

the pokey,

the clink,

the gray bar hotel.

- Ooh, sounds fancy.

- We're in jail!

- Sorry, kids.

You did the crime.

Now you have to do the time.

- No!

Dicky did the crime,

Nicky agreed to it,

I was on the fence,

and Ricky didn't stop us.

- Yeah!

So he's really the only one

who should be in here.

- I'm so ashamed.

- Well,

you got into this together,

so you're gonna have to

get through it together.

And if it makes you feel

any better,

your father and I aren't

gonna be having any fun, either.

We're gonna be running the

Get Sporty game booth all day.

- Anne! They're deep frying

everything down there.

Look at my sunglasses.

- Oh.

- Oh.

Working hard, huh?

How's your vision, Dad?

- [laughs]

- 20/delicious.

- No, Tom!

You cannot eat that.

- Oh, you're right.

I need them to see.

[chuckles]

- Oh!

See you on the outside.

Just go ahead and eat them!

- That should be us out there

deep frying things that have

no business being deep fried.

- I guess we're just

gonna have to try and forget

about that carnival.

[kids screaming,

rollercoaster whooshing]

Oh, are you kidding me?

The Slippery Slope to Nowhere

is right outside the window?

- This is torture.

- I can't believe I'm stuck

in this hoosegow.

- Yeah,

we're all in this moose cow.

- Hoosegow.

- I don't know whose cow.

You're the one

who brought it up.

- Knock it off!

Mom's right.

We need to stick together.

[overlapping chatter]

- Here come the other inmates.

Don't let them see your fear.

It's The Dozer.

He's serving

the 18th Saturday

of a 24-Saturday sentence.

- I know her!

That's Texting Tina.

She's in for texting in class.

They say she's got the fastest

thumbs in three counties.

- Uh-oh!

Don't look now.

Here comes Johnny Meatballs.

Nobody knows what he's in for,

but...

rumor has it...

it has something to do

with meatballs.

- I would hope so.

- Look at all them.

The bad kids.

- What are you lookin' at?

- Oh--

- The bad kids.

- He didn't mean that,

Mr. Meatballs.

- It's Mr. Onatoppa-Bascetti

to you.

- [chuckles nervously]

Mr. Onatoppa-Bascetti.

Is that Italian?

- Greek-Italian.

Mother Greek,

father Italian.

- Oh?

You must tan beautifully.

- I do!

[all sigh]

- That was weirdly terrifying!

- Yeah, why was he so intense

about his tan?

- Okay, we just need

to keep our heads down

for the rest of the day.

- Hey!

- [yells]

- You're in my seat.

- I am so sorry!

[exhales]

[kids screaming,

rollercoaster whooshing]

- This is gonna be a long day.

♪

- Tom, this is some of our

most expensive merchandise.

I thought we were giving

away this botched order of

foam fingers that say

Brenver Doncos.

- Then no one will come.

This way...

they all will come.

- Uh, and then

they will all leave

with all of our stuff.

- Oh, no, but that's

the genius, Anne.

We'll sell a bunch of

tickets for the school,

but no one's gonna win.

This rope ladder is so twisty,

it's impossible.

That's why it's called The

Impossible Twisty Rope Ladder.

When I tried it out

at the store, I was all, like,

"Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa!

Why can't I win anything?"

- Well,

it better be impossible

because we are not

giving away a $400 tent.

- [scoffs]

- Or a Jet Ski!

We don't even

carry these things!

You would have to buy it

in order to give it away.

- Anne, ju--

just watch.

Hey, uh, Mae!

[clears throat]

You wanna try your luck at The

Impossible Twisty Rope Ladder?

- Sure, why not?

- There we go.

[chuckles]

I hope she's not a sore loser.

[bells rings]

- Yay! I won!

- What?

- Please don't take the Jet Ski.

Please don't take the Jet Ski.

Please don't take the Jet Ski.

- I'll take the Jet Ski.

- You know what?

I probably just set it up wrong.

Okay? I-I--I'll just fix it

before anyone else gets in line.

- Hey, everybody!

This is the easiest game ever!

It's not twisty or impossible.

- [gasps]

Is that a picture

of my mother's farm?

- Oh, oh, Anne,

Anne, Anne, don't worry.

Kids don't care

about real estate.

- Mae,

I'm gonna win you a farm.

- Psst!

Ricky...

- Yes, Dawn?

- Get off my lap.

- Yes, Dawn.

- Good morning, detention-ites.

Sorry for my good mood,

but look what I won.

- [chuckles]

No glasses.

He got one of the stupid ones.

- Anyhoo,

you all know the rules.

No electronic devices.

[all groan]

- Uh, no sir,

I actually don't know the rules

because I've never been

in here before.

[laughs]

Just wanted to point that out

to everyone.

- Phone.

- But...

what if there's...

you know...

an emergency?

- What kind of emergency?

- Yeah,

what kind of emergency?

- No emergency.

Here, take my phone.

Take everyone's phone!

We're all doomed!

- Is she phantom texting?

- OMG.

What am I supposed to do

with no phone?

Angry face, angry face,

pile of poop!

- All right...

this week's punishment

is a sweet one!

[chuckling]

You'll see why that's funny

in a second.

You're gonna be

spending your time

making cotton candy

for the carnival.

You see?

Cotton candy's sweet.

Anyhoo!

Sugar goes in here...

candy comes out of there,

and then you stick 'em, bag 'em,

and out the door they go

for all the good boys and girls

to enjoy.

Any questions?

- Ooh!

- No, you can't eat it.

- Ooh!

- No, you can't make a beard

out of it.

- Ooh!

- Or a mustache.

- Ooh!

- Or bushy eyebrows.

- Ooh!

- Or armpit hair.

- He's done.

- If you can finish

all your pallets,

you'll be released

early from detention

to enjoy the rest of

the carnival.

Now if you'll excuse me,

Shelly and I are going

to get our faces painted.

- We get to go to the carnival.

- This is awesome!

- I'm coming for ya,

smart banana.

- Come on, guys, if the seven

of us work together,

we can do this.

Come on, guys, if the four

of us work together,

we can do this.

- And...

done.

- Ugh, how many is that?

- One!

- I thought we had five.

- We did!

What are you doing?

- Sending Tina

a very angry text.

Lightning bolt,

frowning face, broken heart.

♪ ♪

[upbeat rock music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Guys.

So uncool.

- Yeah, look,

even The Dozer agrees.

- Oh, he's not agreeing.

He's nodding off.

- I don't think so.

- Wait for it...

- [snoring]

- And there it is.

- We're never gonna

get to the carnival

if the bad kids are just

going to eat our hard work.

- Again with the bad kids.

- Well, come on.

You are,

and everybody knows it.

No offense.

- No offense taken.

Like how

you wouldn't be offended

if we called you selfish.

- Well, actually

we would be offended

because we're not selfish.

- Uh, I kinda think you are.

And everybody knows it.

- Knows what?

There's nothing to know.

- Really?

What about when you went

on the museum trip...

even though you were sick

and then got the rest

of the school sick?

- Yeah, because of you, I missed

my racquetball tournament.

- Wait.

You play racquetball?

- I think he means meatball.

- Uh, no, I don't.

And I would've been

third in the state

if I hadn't missed

that tournament.

- But we don't really

know that.

You could've had an off day.

- You're gonna have an off day.

- Okay, so we may have been

selfish that one time.

- You ruined

the school concert.

- Okay, two times.

- The class election.

- Three times.

- The morning announcements.

- You know what?

We're just gonna go with

a handful of times.

- Even now,

all you care about is yourselves

and getting out

to the carnival.

Angry face, thumbs down,

two piles of poop.

- She doubled doo-doo'd us.

- We're selfish?

At least we're doing

the detention assignment.

You're not helping at all.

- That's because we're in here

almost every weekend

and we never finish

Tarian's assignments.

- Well, we're gonna

finish that assignment

and get to that carnival.

If you guys aren't gonna help,

at least stay out of the way.

- Oh,

we'll stay out of the way.

We'll be over here...

enjoying the show.

- Yeah, and just whatever

you do...

[whispers]

Don't wake The Dozer.

- I wonder what happens

if we wake The Dozer?

[all chuckle]

[fly buzzing]

- I vote for

not waking The Dozer.

♪ ♪

- ♪ La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la,

la, la, la ♪

- Tom, you said

you set the game up wrong.

Can you fix it?

- Yes, I can.

- [sighs]

- I have just the thing.

[bell rings]

- I'll take the toolbox!

- I no longer have the thing.

- [groans]

Okay, well, if the ladder

isn't the obstacle,

then we need to be

the obstacle.

- What are you saying, Anne?

- This.

- Oh.

- Hey, you can't poke me!

- Our game, our rules!

- Yeah!

- You want my mother's farm?

You've gotta get through me.

[yells]

Whoo-hoo!

[both laughing]

- Who's number one now?

[bell rings]

- I am.

And I'll take the farm.

- Come on, guys, we almost

have five pallets filled.

- Uh-oh.

We're running low on sugar.

- We have to reload

if we want to finish.

- But the only bag

is on the top shelf!

- Top shelf?

Why would Principal Tarian

put it all the way up there?

[shimmering tone]

- Shelly?

Shelly, you better not be

in that sugar again.

Fool me once, Shelly.

I'm gonna have to put this

out of your reach.

[grunts]

[grunts]

Nope!

[grunting]

[whistles]

Let's go.

[grunts]

[shimmering tone]

- I bet you

that's what happened.

- Well, what are we gonna do?

None of us are tall enough

or strong enough

to get that bag down.

- [sighs]

- [snoring]

all: The Dozer.

- But Tina warned us

never to wake him.

- [snoring]

- I got this.

- What's that for?

- Oh!

I get it.

A peace offering.

- Or I could do something

that makes sense...

and use it as a disguise.

This way,

when he seeks revenge,

he won't be looking for me.

He'll be looking

for a blue unicorn.

- Dicky, be careful!

I can't watch.

Tell me what's happening.

- They're talking,

they're talking...

- That sounds positive.

- And now they're walking,

they're walking...

- That could go either way.

- And now they're leaving...

- They're leaving?

- Now they're gone...

- They're gone?

Wait!

So he just took Dicky...

and you guys

didn't do anything?

- Well, we would've stopped him,

but we had to tell you

what was happening.

- What are we gonna do?

Dicky's disappeared

with a desk-smashing madman!

- Nicky, Ricky, and Dawn.

Oh, hey, look!

There goes

Nicky, Ricky, and Dawn.

Nicky, Ricky, and Dawn,

get down here!

- What are you doing?

- Just trying it out

because Dicky's gone!

- Check it out.

Nicky, Ricky, and Dawn

are panicking.

- Oh.

- ♪ Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh ♪

[upbeat rock music]

- I knew prison life

would be tough...

but I never thought

we'd lose a brother.

- We haven't lost him.

He's outside with The Dozer.

- I can't watch.

Tell me what's happening.

- Okay, The Dozer

just picked up a softball.

- Oh, no.

He's going to hit Dicky

in the head with it.

- He just handed it to Dicky.

- Oh, no!

He's going to make Dicky hit

himself in the head with it!

Don't do it, Dicky!

- Relax, they're just playing

the milk bottle game.

- It's still not good.

If Principal Tarian

catches Dicky out there,

the four of us are gonna be

in even bigger trouble.

- There you go again,

being selfish.

- Yeah,

The Dozer is out there too.

- Well, then,

we need to go out there

and get them both back.

Here, let's go.

- Uh, no.

If you guys get caught,

you're just gonna be selfish

and blame it on us.

You stay, we'll go.

- Well, we don't

trust you, either.

- Fine, we'll all go.

- Our first prison break.

I know exactly what to do!

Everyone,

give me your jackets.

I'll tie them together

and create a rope for us

to climb down to escape,

and get to Dicky and The Dozer.

- Or we could just

go out that open door.

- Or that!

[jazzy spy music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Whoa-whoa-whoa!

Oh, Shelly, no!

No, Shelly.

♪ ♪

[thuds]

- Yes!

Finally!

- Psst!

Dicky!

- [exclaims]

He knows my name.

- Dicky!

- Aw, man.

It was just you.

- Dicky, come on.

We have to get back before

Principal Tarian

knows we're gone.

- Here he comes now!

- Quick!

Hide under this booth!

- There's no room

with all these trolls.

- Then just pull them out!

[whispering]

Go, go.

- Do you think Tarian's gone?

- He's still there!

- Ugh.

- Who's ready to Whack-A-Troll?

What happened to my trolls?

- Quick!

We gotta be trolls!

[carnival music]

[banging]

- This is all your fault, Dicky.

- How is it my fault?

- You let The Dozer

Dicky-nap you.

- No, I didn't!

I made a deal with him.

- What deal?

- He'll help us with the sugar

if I win him the big banana.

- And he did!

- He's not a bad kid.

- You just assumed he was.

- But the call him The Dozer

because he bulldozes people.

- No, they call him The Dozer

because he's always

falling asleep.

all: Ohh!

- And the reason

he's falling asleep

is because he helps take care

of his baby brother.

- That's who the banana's for!

all: Aww!

♪ ♪

- But what about that kid

you pinned to the wall?

- I was helping him hang

a poster for his lost kitten.

all: Aww!

- Come on!

Can't you hit somebody else?

- No.

- Ooh!

This looks fun.

I'm next.

- Time to go!

[banging]

- It's not working!

- No refunds.

- So it turns out, farm life

isn't as fun as you think.

- Have you ever

milked a chicken?

- Okay, okay, the truth is,

the farm wasn't

really ours to give.

- Picture this!

Mae's Get Sporty.

- Yeah!

- But I want the farm.

- You can't have the farm!

- Don't make me lawyer up.

- Wait, wait,

wait a minute!

So if The Dozer's

not a bad kid...

are any of you bad kids?

- Nope. I only use my phone

all the time

because my best friend

moved to New Zealand.

- Oh!

Let me guess.

You probably have

some heartwarming story

about why you're called

Johnny Meatballs.

- Why can't I just

like meatballs?

- Meatballs are good.

- Look, guys, we're really

sorry we misjudged you,

and I'm glad we're getting

this chance to know each other,

but we gotta get back in there

before Tarian catches us.

- Relax, Dawn.

We're right here.

We totally made it.

Oh, no!

- We must've left

the machine on!

- What do we do now?

- I know exactly what to do.

I've had dreams about this.

I'm goin' cloud tastin'.

- Anybody got any other ideas?

Then let's go cloud tastin'.

- Are you almost done with the--

sweet spun sugar!

What happened here?

[all groaning]

You dumped the whole bag in,

didn't you?

[all groaning]

And then you ate it,

didn't you?

[all groaning]

Well, I guess none of you

are going to that carnival

today.

[all groaning]

Now, if you'll excuse me...

Shelly is saving

my place in line at

The Slippery Slope

To Nowhere.

- Principal Tarian, wait.

It was us four who had the idea

to eat the cotton candy.

- They had nothing

to do with it.

- Wow.

That must be the truth...

because I know you Harpers

are way too selfish

to take the blame

for someone else.

- It was a handful

of incidents!

- Well...

I guess you three

are free to go.

And I'd get out quick

if I were you.

You don't want to end up

like these bad kids.

[synthesizer music]

- Thanks.

That was really cool of you.

- I guess you're not

as selfish as we thought.

- I guess we all learned

something that day.

People aren't always

as you see them.

They're not just the bad kids.

♪ ♪

They're...

- A good big brother.

- Girl who misses

her best friend.

- And a potentially good

racquetball player

who just likes meatballs.

- We lost our chance at being

the big kids at the carnival,

but you know what we did get?

New friends!

- And stomach aches.

Really bad stomach aches.

[upbeat rock music]

- ♪ Na na na na na na

na na na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na na

na na na na na na ♪

[whistling]

♪ ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Yeah! ♪

- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Yeah! ♪