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[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- [laughs]

- [whimpers]

♪ ♪

[frog croaks]

- [giggles]

♪ ♪

[car horn honks]

- Ta-da!

- Whoa!

- [laughs] - Whoa!

- Aw!

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- [grunts]

They said it was imposter-ble to bring them back to life.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Tommy, this place isn't even on the map!

- Shh, we don't want to scare them with any loud noises.

[splat]

- Phillip.

- Wasn't me, Lillian. It was my foot.

[flatulence] That was my butt.

- Okay, you guys. Glad y'all had fun.

Time to go home!

[thudding]

[gasps]

Uh, you know the stuffs in my Mr. Tippy Cup

is not supposed to shake, right?

[dramatic music]

The ground's not supposed to shake neither!

[birds cawing]

[gasps]

♪ ♪

- Hurry! - Go, go, go, go!

♪ ♪

- Guys, I'm not exactly sure,

but I think I losted the key.

Yep, I'm sure.

- You losted the key?

Tommy Pickles, the driver has one job!

- I guess we're getting eated.

- Yep, nice knowing everybody.

- Get eated by a dinosaur?

Not today!

Run!

- I didn't know we could leave.

[grunts] Run!

- But, guys, Tommy's not good at running yet!

[thud]

[all gasp]

- [growling]

♪ ♪

- Hang on, everybody. This might work!

- Let's go, junior carpenter!

♪ ♪

- Hold on to your bottles!

- Tommy, I think now might be a good time...

to go faster!

- Don't worry.

It says right here--

stuffs in the mirror are furtherer than they appear.

[growling]

- Maybe it said closerer!

- Oh, for feet's sake!

That's why the little kids should leave the reading

to the grown-ups!

Aah!

[tires squealing]

♪ ♪

Aah!

♪ ♪

[grunts] Aah!

Reptar overboard!

Tommy, stop!

[tires screeching]

[grunts] I'll save you, Reptar!

[gasps]

♪ ♪

At least you won't get crushed alone.

- [roars]

[laughter]

- Look! We founded a hamster ball.

♪ ♪

- [gasps]

- We'll be okay.

What's safer than a hamster ball?

[both screaming]

- Somebody wants their toy back.

♪ ♪

- [sneezes]

- [roars] - Aah!

- I don't s-suppose you're here to give me a t-tissue.

- [roars] - Tommy!

- Over here, Tree-Rex!

- Good job, junior carpenter!

- Go on, Chuckie. I'll distract him!

- You're a natural...

- Hurry, Chuckie!

Tommy's screwdriver is getting sleepy!

- [slowed] Never give up...

- [gasps]

Be nice, Tree-Rex. Be nice.

- [roars]

- You dumb babies!

Aunt Didi! - Angelica!

Did Tommy do that?

- Yes, he did, Aunt Didi.

Babies are so mean.

- Tommy, that wasn't very nice,

and we don't waste Mommy's milk.

- Come on, Cynthia. These babies are beneath us.

I'm getting diaper rash just looking at 'em.

[upbeat music]

- [grunts]

Football and deviled eggs?

And it isn't even my birthday.

Mmm. Go long, boys!

- How long is long, Betty?

Aah!

- And he's down.

- Chas, how many fingers do you see?

- One more than our eighth-grade wood shop teacher.

- The wrong guy to teach us table saw safety.

- Honey, this could be serious.

- [sniffs]

Is it me, or does this egg smell off?

- [sniffs] It's you.

- Oh, good.

♪ ♪

- Who wants spring cheese? - I'll take that!

- And what about mushy taters?

- Hand 'em over.

- Phil! - Oh, sorry, Chuckie.

Forgotted my manners. Want some?

- Ooh, these bones look like Spike food!

Fetch, Spike!

[grumbling]

- Hey, you tinkleheads!

You better not have eated all the good food!

- Uh, Phil has some mushy taters.

- You're gonna get in big trouble!

What am I saying?

You get away with stuff just 'cause you're babies.

Life is so unfair.

[somber music]

- All right, let's head on home.

- What a lovely day that was. - Today was good!

- I'm sure glad we sprayed for ticks.

- [whimpers]

[scary music]

♪ ♪

- It's okay, Chuckie. He can't hurt you.

He's way out on that island.

Come on. Let's be brave guys together.

Aah!

Starting now.

♪ ♪

[car horn honks]

- Double shot, full-fat, triple whip,

and three sweeteners for Jen Z.?

[silly music]

[camera shutter clicks]

Make sure to tag us!

- Hi, Betty! - Deed, Chazzie!

What's shaking? - Betty!

Hey, I don't mean to alarm you,

but the twins are playing with mud.

- Chas, after the morning I had with them,

be thankful it's mud.

- Guys, I've 'cided something.

My daddy says I'm brave,

so I'm gonna start being brave.

- But would a brave Chuckie still be a Chuckie?

- Nope, not possible.

- Hey, if Chuckie says he's gonna be brave,

he's gonna be brave.

- You guys can stop talking like I'm not heres.

- Okay, let's play pirate adventure

so you can practice.

- But we're playing coffee shop.

And I'm the "pasty" chef.

- That sounds like a nice game.

- How can you practice being brave playing coffee shop?

- How about pirate coffee shop? Argh!

- [laughs]

Take your seats here, scabbywags.

- Here are your captain-chinos!

- [grunts]

[accordion music]

And here's your pirate pasties!

M-argh!

- Um...do you have any pasties without mud?

- No such thing! Eat up, mateys.

- But some peoples don't likes to eat mud, Lillian.

Tell her, Tommy.

- What? - You eated it?

Is it good?

- Mmm, yummy.

Try it, Chuckie. - No, thank you.

- The landblubber won't eat my pie.

- Phillip!

- Sorry, it was the pirate talking.

- I thought you wanted to play pirate coffee shop

so you could learn to be brave.

- I do.

I'm a brave pirate boy,

so I'm gonna eat this pie,

but I don't think I'm gonna like it.

I'm a brave pirate.

I'm gonna eat a little mud.

Brave pirates eat mud.

[whimpers]

Argh?

[gags, coughs]

I did it!

And it was only a little terrible!

- Lookee, a worm in Chuckie's pie.

- That pie should probably cost extra.

- It's only part of a worm.

- Where did the other part go?

- Into your tummy, silly.

- [gasps]

[dramatic music]

I eated a worm?

[soft music]

[laughter]

- Breathe deeply.

Let it out slowly.

Feel your arms float to the clouds.

Just follow along with Grandpa.

Pretend you're coloring the sky with your favorite crayon.

Mine's periwinkle,

mainly 'cause it's just plain fun to say "winkle."

It's also fun to embrace the silence.

[doorbell ringing]

Push back the distractions that prevent peace of mind.

Let someone else answer the bell.

Someone? Anyone?

Ah, for the love of--

Hold that pose.

I don't need any magazines, and I'm not switching churches.

Oh, Angelica, it's you! How about a hug?

- Later, Grandpa! I got a 'mergency.

- Dad, what happened to the doorbell cam

I installed for you?

- Turns out I'm more of a face-to-face kind of guy.

[crash]

- [coughs]

Whew!

Hey, big bro!

Whoa, that's on fire again!

That was a big one.

- Why don't you invent a door cam

that Dad will actually use?

- Will you two stop?

I don't need any of your digital garbage.

Not the doorbell, not the seniors dating app

you put on my phone.

- What's wrong with Silver Beagles?

- Every time I go to check the weather,

up pops a picture of a granny tending her tomatoes.

Let's make a deal, shall we?

You boys don't interfere with my technology,

and I won't tell you that you're being overgrown kids.

- Were we just insulted by a Silver Beagle?

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Phil! - Our ball!

- Not again!

- I guess I'm stronger than I smell.

- [whimpers]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

- What's the matter, Chuckie?

- Oh, it's just life, Tommy.

It's so hard.

The one time I try to be brave, I eats a worm.

- It was only part of a worm.

- I'm just gonna sit here and not be anything "differenter"

than I always am.

- Well, then I'll sit here, too.

- [sighs] Thanks, Tommy.

You know, it's kind of nice here in the peas and quiet.

[tires squeal]

- [barks]

[tires screech]

- Is there a doctor in the house?

Oh, yeah, me.

- Angelica, everybody knows a kid can't be a doctor.

- I guess you haven't seen my Doc McDingaling bag

with official sticker.

You only get this stuff if you're a real doctor.

- My mommy is a real doctor, and she doesn't have a sticker.

- Eh, she probably stuck it on a shoe or something,

then walked all over it.

Now, listen up!

We're gonna play hospital,

and Susie and Finster are gonna be my first sick people.

And Phil and Lil--whose idea was it to invent babies?

Here, you two are gonna be my nursers.

Spike, you be the tool cleaner.

- Aw, I wanted to do that.

- What can I be, Angelica?

- You'll be my sweat wiper.

- And I wanted to do that.

[pop]

- Nursers, hand me my tongue stick.

- [groans]

- Open up!

- But that was in Phil's diaper!

- Ah, everyone thinks they're a doctor.

Now say "ahh."

- Aah!

[upbeat music]

- I got to say, Betty,

I wasn't sure about moving in with Stu's dad,

but now I don't know what we'd do without him

to watch all of our kids.

- Oh, the man's a saint.

Without him, I'd never get in my 10,000 steps.

800? Be faster to just walk.

- I'm working on a special order

for a new mom with quadruplets.

What do you think?

- Throw some clip-on bottles on there,

and you'll make her day.

[phone rings] - Hey, honey!

- Deed, you're not gonna believe it.

- Should I be worried?

- No, unless you're afraid of facing your past.

- I do have that one ex-girlfriend

who still kind of scares me.

- Ready for it?

Our favorite band of all time is getting back together!

- It can't be--

- Do not joke about this, Stuart.

- Oh, yeah! - Y2K!

This is big.

I got to cancel all my piccolo students.

- And we are so gonna be there.

- Oh, I'm just so excited! - Yep, and I got the tickets!

- Quiet, Spike!

Skilled sturgeon at work here.

This is not good, not good at all.

- Doctor Angelica, I have been waiting here a long time.

Ow! - Tough luck!

I got Finster on the table.

I got to figure out what's wrong,

and trust me, with him, there's a lot wrong.

- It's 'cause I eated a worm, isn't it?

- You ate a worm?

- [gasps] Only part of a worm.

[serious music]

- Hmm.

♪ ♪

- Once, I eated a watermelon seed,

and I thought my tummy was gonna 'splode,

but nothing happened then.

- [gasps, clicks tongue]

Oh, this is way worser than any old watermelon seed.

Chuckie, I'm sorry to say you've got...

Wormy-Oliosis.

- What is that?

- Well, first you'll get all long and slimy,

and then you'll turn into a worm who has to live in dirt.

- No fair! - Lucky!

- But, Doctor Angelica,

can't you fix his Wormy-Oliosis?

- If only I could, Tommy,

but there's no cure.

Well, got to go!

I'll send you my bill.

And I don't take pennies!

[soft music]

- "And then the leopard, ever so sassy,

"swallowed a warthog who was even more gassy.

"That happens to warthogs who have lizards for brunch,

"and lizards who eat birds have double the punch.

"And when birds eat the frogs that have finished the slugs,

"not to mention the fish eggs,

all that's left are the bugs."

Why would Aunt Linda recommend this book?

Sweet dreams, pal.

[creaking]

- [whimpers]

- [caws] - Aah!

Aah!

Whoa, whoa!

Aah!

Hello?

Anybody?

This isn't the clown dream, is it?

- ♪ Gonna go fishing ♪

♪ Gonna need some bait ♪

♪ A juicy little worm boy ♪

♪ Will do just great ♪

- Aah! [grunting]

Oof!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Aah!

narrator: After the worm boy sheds his favoritest arms

with its favoritest hands and fingers,

he can no longer hug his daddy or pick his nose.

♪ ♪

It's here in the yucky dirt

that the sad worm boy lives a solitary existence,

eating only bits of rotten fruit--

- I might be a worm, but I'm not a aminal!

- The worm boy then produces a nutrient-rich poop

that helps the garden to grow.

- And now you're talking about my poop?

- Yes, because that's all worms do.

Except, of course, when they're wiggling away

to avoid becoming someone's lunch.

♪ ♪

- Down here!

It's me, Chuckie!

♪ ♪

- Cacaw, cacaw, cacaw!

- Aah!

[whimpers]

♪ ♪

Aah!

- And that's when my daddy woked me up

and said I was having a bad dream.

- That was the scariest dream I ever hearded.

- Does my elbow look like a frog butt?

[grunts] - Shh!

- Oh, my daddy doesn't understand.

It's not just a bad dream, it's a bad everything!

I'm doomed!

I'm gonna turn into a worm boy.

- Chuckie, you don't have to hide!

- Yes, I do, Tommy!

If I have to change into a worm boy

and live in the ground where it's dark,

I might as well start practicing

for worm life right now.

- Guys, this is bad.

We gots to help Chuckie.

- You're right, Tommy.

Let's go get him some worm food.

- We'll be right back, worm boy.

- Now, Pop, for while we're at the concert tonight,

I've put together a little child-care cheat sheet.

You know, feeding schedules, menu plan,

dangerous plant life to avoid.

This section-- - Didi.

I know how to take care of kids.

Nothing gets past me.

They should have called me Lou Potato

'cause I got eyes in the back of my head.

- It's just that I've never left Tommy

for an entire evening,

and you're a 70-year-old taking care of 6 children

all under the age of 3,

which is probably a felony in some states.

You know what? I'll just stay home.

- No, you won't.

I insist you go to that concert.

You deserve a night out with your friends.

- Okay, thanks Pop, but I'll leave the book here

just in case.

Oh, but you shouldn't leave the fridge door open.

It's dangerous for the babies.

[upbeat music]

- Remember, darling, no driving on Grandpa's carpet.

Those musty shag rug fibers

will ruin your shiny new wheels.

Oh, hey, everyone!

I wish we could stay. Not really.

Sorry, I'm on an honesty cleanse.

Let's go, Drew. Jonathan's circling the block.

Remind me to tell him he's not getting that raise.

This cleanse is freeing.

- You two aren't coming to the concert?

I thought you and Y2K went together

like hydrogen and fluoride.

Oh, the periodic table is comedy gold.

- Save the science jokes for the classroom.

- Oh, we're going to the concert.

We'll see you there.

Reserved seats at the front of the stage.

- Now, Drew, it's rude to tell people

about the fantastic perks that come

with me being City Councilperson.

He forgot to mention the after-party passes

and complimentary tote bag.

Bye!

- I didn't vote for her.

Sorry, honesty cleanse.

[laughter]

♪ ♪

- [giggling]

- [grunts]

- Ow!

Who hitted me with a carrot?

- It was Lil.

- Let's play something asides feed the worm.

- Chuckie, want to play roll the ball?

- Nope! - How 'bout hide and sneak?

- Nope.

- Or guess what's new in my diapie?

- Phillip!

- What?

- I looked in my mommy's medicine book,

and I founded the cure for Wormy-Oliosis.

This man has all kinds of worms inside his body,

and it says he was gonna turn into a worm.

- Just like Chuckie.

- But don't worry. There's a cure.

The man got a dinosaur tooth,

and used it to wish away the worms.

Now he's happy. - Wow!

Chuckie, you don't have to turn into a worm boy.

- Really, Tommy?

'Cause I'd do anything, anything at all,

not to be a worm boy.

- Great, then alls you gots to do is get a dinosaur tooth.

- Oh, is that all?

♪ ♪

- Hey, Lou, can't thank you enough

for looking after the kids.

How are you gonna keep 'em entertained?

- Three words-- Homemade happiness.

- That's two words. - Right.

Homemade happiness cookies.

- Cookies?

- My poor baby, I'm sorry I'm leaving you!

When you get older, tell your therapist

this was your father's idea.

- Deed, chill. It's one night out.

What could happen? - Oh, boy.

All right, all right. Didi, we got to go.

Bye, pups. - I love you so much!

- Daddy loves you. - We love you.

- Have fun!

- [sighs] I thought they'd never leave.

Are you really making cookies just for me, Grandpa?

- Sorry, kiddo, but in Grandpa's Cookie Republic,

everybody gets their share.

- Share? - Yep.

Keep an eye on the munchkins while I get started.

- Grandpa's 'Public isn't fair, Cynthia.

We're not sharing any cookies,

especially not with those walking diapies.

- Angelica, we need a dinosaur tooth.

Do you know where we can get one?

- Dinosaur tooth? What for?

- To cure Chuckie's Wormy-Oliosis.

- See?

I founded it right here in my mama's medicine book.

- I'll have these cookies done in no time--

Ow!

They'll be worth the wait--promise!

- I do know where you can find a dinosaur tooth, Tommy.

In the park, but you better hurry

because Finster's gonna turn into a worm boy any minute.

In fact, he's looking kind of slimy already.

Here, take my car.

- But you said if we ever touched your car,

you'd bite off our fingers.

- I say a lot of things. Do you want the car or not?

- And the pre-softened butter...

- The babies are playing a game,

so I 'cided to leave them alone.

- Being alone builds character.

I once spent 15 days all by myself in the woods--

or was it 15 hours?

Whew, that was one bad shiitake.

- Grandpa, your stories are weird.

I'm gonna go check on the babies

and make sure they're, uh, acting like babies.

- Right on, daffodil.

This dough's gone rogue!

- Silver Beagles. [smooches]

[dog howls, barks]

- Hey, what's this, Cynthia?

Looks like a grandma store.

Ooh! That one has pink hair.

♪ ♪

- I sure hope this is gonna work, Tommy.

- Don't worry, Chuckie. Just keep being brave.

- Whoa, is that the coolest thing you've ever sawed?

- No, that'd be my belly button fuzz.

- You know how to drive, Tommy?

- Sure, I watch my mommy do it all the time.

Okay, guys, buckle up!

We gots a date with a dinosaur.

[upbeat music]

[all screaming]

♪ ♪

- Oops.

[laughter]

♪ ♪

[all screaming]

[tires squealing]

- Those were fragile! Whoa!

- This would be really scary if my eyes were open.

[all screaming]

♪ ♪

- Tastes like toilet paper.

- [coughs]

- This is so much fun!

- Susie, your idea of fun and my idea of fun

are three different things.

[horns honking]

- Whoa!

- Silver Beagles.

- Heavens. Hello, mustache man.

- Finally! So many questions.

- Aw, now we'll never learn how to lay a egg.

[laughter, horn honks]

♪ ♪

- Hi! - Aah!

♪ ♪

- Aah!

Aah!

♪ ♪

- Tommy, are you even trying to slow down?

- I don't know how!

- I bet this will do it.

- She's fierce. She's fashion.

She's serving up some sassin'.

She's Cynthia!

[phone chiming]

- Doesn't Grandpa got any pictures of me in this phone?

[phone rings]

- Uh-oh. Aunt Didi.

- Angelica, have you seen my phone?

- You left it in here! I'll bring it.

- To answer, just press the little green dot.

- No duh, Grandpa.

- Hi, Aunt Didi!

- Oh, hi, Angelica.

Grandpa Lou let you use his phone?

- I'm just answering for him 'cause he's busy.

See?

- Hey, Didi. How's the show?

Bringing back those rocking memories?

- Is everything okay, Pop?

- Ah, sure, just me raging against the machine.

- Are the kids behaving at least?

- Not a peep out of 'em.

- Could I just say hello to Tommy?

- You bet.

Sweetie, go show Aunt Didi what Tommy's doing.

- Uh, gee, Grandpa, that sounds hard.

I'm only three.

Oh, um, what button do I push to show you?

- No buttons. Honey, don't push a button--

♪ ♪

- Hey, there's my mommy.

- Angelica!

all: Hi, Tommy's mommy!

[doorbell rings]

- I'll get it!

You stay in the kitchen where you can't see nothing!

- Yeah, that's Grandpa's little helper!

- Hello, Lou.

I was delighted to get your reply.

Please tell me you're not Lou.

- You mean Grandpa? Oh, he's making me cookies.

- Capricorn rising, and he bakes?

[phone vibrating]

- It's Aunt Didi again.

- Deed, hurry!

The opening band's starting, and they won't be playing long.

They only had one hit.

- Cynthia, we may have to make a run for it,

after we get a cookie.

♪ ♪

- [gasps]

♪ ♪

- [howls]

[all screaming]

[all screaming]

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- Well, uh, let's park here.

- Don't forget to lock it.

[car beeps]

- [gasps]

Whoa! [grunting]

- [grunts]

♪ ♪

[water gurgling]

- I never get tired of that sound.

- Tommy, I'm starting to feel a little wiggly.

How are we gonna get to the dinosaur now?

- On foots 'cause that's the best way to get close

to a dinosaur.

♪ ♪

- Tommy, what if we don't find the dinosaur before...

you know...

- I promise, Chuckie, we'll find him

before anything bad happens.

Through here!

- [grunts]

Whoa!

- Look, Chuckie! We finally made it!

- Oh.

- There's the Tree-Rex!

[dramatic music]

- I can do this.

[doorbell rings]

- You look like that old man on the fried-chicken box--

but in a dress!

- Aren't you an insolent little creature?

Bless your heart. - Why, thank you!

-Seriously? I have to start all over?

- Don't worry. I'll help you fix them.

I know a thing or two about a cookie.

It's too dry. You used too much flour.

- The answer is always more butter.

- Where do you want this one, Grandpa?

- Welcome, random lady.

Make yourself at home with the other random ladies,

all in my demographic.

Angelica, sweetie.

Who are these women?

And why do they keep coming to our door?

- Maybe to help make cookies faster?

[doorbell rings]

- Angelica, I don't know what's going on, but--

- Hello, Lou!

You are a Silver Beagle.

I'm Graham. Ooh, is tie-dye back in?

- I'll take those, thank you!

- Huh? Silver Beagle?

Angelica...

were you playing with Grandpa's phone?

- Mommy says it's not polite

to talk with your mouth full.

[gulps]

- Look, Graham,

I'm afraid there's been some kind of mistake.

- It's my beard, isn't it? I knew I should've shaved.

- No, love the beard,

but the closest I came to barking up that tree

was a mishap at a Save the Whales dinner.

I hope you understand.

- Sure. Keep the flowers.

- [gasps]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Angelica, where are the babies?

- [gulps]

Who?

- Why would you tell me the babies were okay

when you knew they weren't even there?

- It's all Susie Carmichael's fault.

She had to show off with her dumb medicine book.

- We're gonna have a long talk, you and me,

when I'm not so out of breath.

- Grandpa, I know I was bad,

but nobody 'spects me to be an angel.

- Hey, there, Lou. You seem like you're in a rush.

- You have no idea.

You got room for two more on that thing?

- She's fierce. She's fashion...

[slowed] It's Cynthia...

[dramatic music]

- Oh, this bridge is scary,

but so is turning into a worm.

Scary bridge, worm boy. Scary bridge, worm boy.

Hey, wait for me!

- Whoa, he's so much biggerer up close!

- And smellier!

Oh, wait. That's Phillip.

- Thank you for noticing.

- Lucky for us, he's got lots of teeths.

- He won't miss one, right?

- You don't have to do this, Tommy.

- No, I said I'd get you a dinosaur tooth,

and that's what I'm gonna do!

[dramatic music]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

- Careful, he might be slipperies!

- [grunts]

♪ ♪

- Oh, I can't look.

- Aah!

♪ ♪

I'm almost there.

♪ ♪

[triumphant music]

- Tommy!

Can you see the teeths?

- Yep, there's lots of 'em.

Nice and pointy.

[grunts]

- [whimpers]

- [groans]

- Tommy, come back!

[grunts] I can be a worm boy if I gots to.

Even if I don't look like me,

and I gots to eat gross stuffs,

just so I can make poop for the garden,

and I gots to go live in dirt all alone, it's okay!

- But you won't be alone.

If you turn into a worm boy, we'll still be your friends

'cause you'll still be Chuckie on the inside.

- Really, Tommy? - Of course!

Nothing can keep us apart.

Aah!

Aah!

[whimpers]

- Hold on!

- I'll save you!

- Aah! Hurry!

- Just, um, hold on!

[dramatic music]

- Tommy! - Yep, he's a goner.

- He was so young.

- [grunts]

I got ya, Tommy.

Don't let go!

Aah! - [barks]

♪ ♪

[both screaming]

all: Spike?

[triumphant music]

♪ ♪

[laughing]

- Yay! - Best doggie ever!

- He's a hero. - Good boy!

- Thanks, Spike. You saveded us!

- And you saveded me!

That's the braveliest thing a baby ever did.

- Really? - And look what broked off!

Make your wish!

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- I wish that I didn't have Wormy-Oliosis

so that I can keep being a Chuckie

and not be a worm boy and stay with all my friends

and hug my daddy.

Thank you, and the end.

- Did it work?

- I don't feel wiggly or squiggly!

- You're cured!

[cheers and laughter]

[horn honking]

- Off we go!

- Kids! Thank goodness!

Oh, man, you all had me so worried.

- Oh, thanks, Graham.

Couldn't have done it without you.

- Ooh, I'll text you about Tuesday night bingo!

- You're on. - Buh-bye!

♪ ♪

- [huffs] Come on, sprouts. Time to go home.

♪ ♪

- [barks]

- Not another runaway! Spike, come back here!

Spike! You rascal, you...

[breathing heavily]

Kid, don't ever get old.

Jake? - Lou?

Last time I saw you was-- - Yoga Flow and Glow Fest!

[crowd cheering]

- I'm Bug, and we are Y2K!

Are you ready to rock?

- I love your hat! - Whoo!

- One, two, one, two, three, four!

♪ The second time around I saw something ♪

♪ That I must have missed before ♪

♪ What made you great then was twice as good now ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

- Of course I'm stuck behind the world's tallest man

during the most important show of my adult life--whoa!

Whoo-hoo, I want to stay up here forever!

- ♪ It seems like it was only yesterday ♪

♪ But so much better that it gives me a thrill ♪

- Let's commemorate these great seats with a selfie!

[phone rings]

Sorry, darling, I have to take this!

It's the mayor.

Okay, Jonathan. Put her through.

- ♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

all: ♪ And the Earth keeps spinning ♪

♪ Spinning like it's out of control ♪

- Stu, thank you for this.

It's so nice to have one night off.

Does that make me a terrible mother?

- You're kidding, right?

I don't know a better mother out there.

- Is everybody having a good time?

Come on, baby! Let me hear you sing it!

Yow!

- [howling]

- Spikey, come back! - Whoa!

- Whoo, ha ha!

Fans keep getting younger and younger!

♪ What made you great then was twice as good now ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

[laughter]

- You call that dancing?

Come on, Cynthia, let's show 'em a real star.

- ♪ It seems like it was only yesterday ♪

♪ But so much better that it gives me a thrill ♪

- [gasps] - Pups!

- Angelica! - Tommy!

- Wait, what? Tommy!

- ♪ Yeah ♪

Yow!

- What a show!

I think they've gotten better over time.

- Bug was on fire! Oh, I think I'm in love.

- Yes! Wasn't he on--

You what, now? - [stammers] With my husband.

I'm in love with my husband.

- Pop, I appreciate that you wanted

to take the babies to the park,

but they really shouldn't have been out at night

without reflective clothing.

- Uh, duly noted.

- Jeez, Lou, how'd you have time to watch the kids

and make three different kinds of cookies?

- I had a little help.

- Tommy? - Yeah, Chuckie?

- I've been thinking.

When we play tomorrow,

maybe I can be the brave one,

and you can be the not-so-brave one.

- Sure, whatever you want.

- Or maybe we don't have to worry

about all this stuff so much.

- Mm, that sounds nice, too.

[yawns, grunts]

- [sighs] Yeah.

♪ ♪