[Wilt gives Cheese to Coco, who is making orange juice. Cheese wants cocoa for cereal.]
[repeatedly] COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA!
[Coco gives Cheese to Mr. Herriman]
[repeatedly] COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA! COCOA!
Good heavens, not another thing!
[Mr. Herriman puts Cheese at the kitchen who wants cereal]
FrankieOh, no. Not another thing! [crashes] Bloo! This is yours. You try to watch him.
Hey, Cheese, wanna play a real lame?
Frankie, explain sarcasm to Bloo.
Frankie
What? You don't understand sarcasm?
Frankie
But you use it the rest of the other time.
Right. I use it for the rest of the other time.
Frankie
See? You just used it.
I did? Sure I did, Frankie.
You're totally trying to mess with us, aren't you?
Frankie
[groans] Duchess, we go through the same routine every day. We wait on you hand and foot and all you do is insult us.
Why, I am deeply hurt that you did suggest one thing. That is simply not true. Now, are you going to call Senior Smells-a-Lot to carry me to the bathroom, or do I need to do it myself?
Frankie
[sighs] Eduardo!
[Eduardo carries Duchess to the bathroom where Wilt is gargling his mouth with mouthwash, he finishes up by spitting it into a cup]
[mouthwashes her mouth and spits it over Eduardo's face; to Wilt] You call this pre-gargled?! It's barely starting to foam! [to Eduardo] Oh, to clarify, I was spitting in anger, not spitting out the mouthwash like normal.
[to Frankie] If it's not trouble, Frankie, can you forward my postcards to Bloo's new home after he gets adopted?
Frankie
What? Where're you going?
Yeah, my favorite mom can't stand Duchess living next door to us anymore, so we're moving to Singapore. Didn't Terrence tell you?
[Everyone glares angrily at Terrence for not telling them about it]
Uh... um... As they say in Wisconsin: Sayonara! [dashes away]
Is this the flight to Europe?
TTicket Agent
Yes, it is. You just made it.
I like to have them! [gets them out of his backpack but realizes they're not in there]
[Later, everyone returns home]
Frankie
[annoyed] Grandma, we're home!
Oh, Master Mac. I'm upset by your careless behavior. My schedule is null and void.
EEdurado
I es muy disappointed in you, Señor Mac.
Usually, I can forgive anything, but… [sniffs] I'm sorry. This is going to take me a while. Is that okay?
Real nice, Mac. Do you know how long I've been looking forward to this trip? I wouldn't give it up for the world. For the world.
But they were in my backpack, I swear.
Frankie
We had to sleep in the bus. That's what happened.
Oh, the house has become so frightfully full that is actually far more comfortable to lie on these ancient benches [pulls out a spring.]
Gosh, guys. I'm really sorry. I--
Well, you should be. We've been very patient with you, Master Mac, but I'm afraid there must be consequences for your inaction. From now on, you--
[Frankie stops him]
Frankie
Maybe I should tell him.
Frankie
Mac, we've been talking, and, well, we know how very much in love you are with your girlfriend [Mac groans] and, well, since she only comes around to see you, and you won't ask her to leave, we kind of think you shouldn't, you know, [frowns] come to Foster's anymore.
[shocked] What? But what about Ches... I mean, Bloo?
Our agreement to house Master Blooregard will stand firm as long as you, Master Mac, stay away.
[Coco, Eduardo and Wilt fold their arms and turn their backs on Mac. Bloo blinks slowly. Frankie frowns even more. Madame Foster looks miserably at Mac.]
I'm sorry, Master Mac. But it is for the best.
[Mac leaves the bus.]
Oh, my gosh, Mac. I totally forgot to tell you about something and I totally remembered it when you were on the bus talking to that badger and that crazy angry lady, and I was outside communing with the animals like I always do on my family vacations in Wisconsin, and I suddenly remembered about the thing I've been wanting to do for, like, a long, long, long, long, long time, and I kept forgetting. And, you know, my mom says that sometimes memory loss is a sign of a protein deficiency, but I don't think that pertains to me, 'cause I eat lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of bananas. In fact, you could probably say I'm Bananas about bananas. Get it, Mac? Bananas? Get it? Do you get it, Mac? Do you get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it...? I know you wouldn't get it. Well, anyway, I just wanted to give you this, 'cause I've been thinking about all the time we've been spending together, and since we're best friends and all, and I really wanted to--
[snapping at Goo after being barred from Foster's] I-DON'T-LIKE-YOU! Don't you get it? Nobody likes you! You're annoying and weird and you talk too much, and Bloo's name is not Chester, Mr. Herriman is not a badger, that's not how you play checkers, and protein doesn't come from bananas, it comes from nuts, which you don't need to eat more of because you are nuts! You're chock full of nuts! You're so nuts, you drive me nuts! [jumps in Goo's face] Get it? Getitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetit?! Everybody thinks you're a nuisance and they all want you to just GO HOME! [Goo becomes sad and upset upon hearing Mac's words] Well?! [so she drops a box in front of him and runs off. Mac opens it and discovers his backpack inside. He also sees that the strap has been fixed and he reads a note on his backpack] "To Mac. Thanks for being so nice to me all the time. Your friend, Goo." Great.
Frankie
What am I gonna make out of all of this?
Well, my dear, it looks like there's just enough here to make it.
Frankie
[puzzled] IT?! But, Grandma, you know I've never been able to make it. I can never get it right.
Nonsense, girl! You're a Foster, and Foster women have been making it for generations.
Frankie
But…
[gasps] You took my fleas?! Oh, you big meanies!
No, but I wish we did. Man, I want fleas so bad!
Fleas?! How did you get fleas? Oh, goodness gracious! We cannot allow fleas in this house! Everyone furry will most certainly catch them!
Frankie
[disgusted] Ugh! Gross! I am not having that!
[Frankie and Mr. Herriman glare at a terrified Eduardo for a few seconds, then he dashes away, and they chase him all around the house, forcing him to get a flea bath]
You will never take them away from me!
Frankie
YOU HAVE NO CHOICE!
Frankie
SO ARE WE!
Frankie
All Santas please follow the signs to Mr. Herriman's office to fill out your paperwork! Single file, please! Single file… [shouting in annoyance] I SAID, SINGLE FILE!!! [politely] Thank you! [sighs] Every dang year. I tell ya. [turns to Mac] Hey, Mac. Merry Christmas… Eve.
[speechless at what he saw] Wha…? How? Were those all…?
Frankie
Yep. Imaginary Santas. Kids get so excited about Christmas, tons of these guys get imagined. It happens every year.
So, none of these guys were the real Santa?
Frankie
Pfft. As much as my Great Aunt Fanny.
Well, what does that mean?
Frankie
Oh, nothing. Listen, Mac, if you see the real Santa Claus, tell him I want magical self-cleaning toilets for Christmas. [leaves by giving Mac a double-thumbs up and a wink]
If you're just joining us, Frankie, Mr. Herriman and Bloo are all running for House President. And now, we're gonna watch the big candidate's debate.
Frankie
Well, I've been caring for imaginary friends for a long time, and over the years I've learned a few things. I've spent the time to ask you what you want. You told me you wanted bedtime to be a half-hour later - YOU GOT IT! [crowd of imaginary friends cheers] You told me you want bigger dinner portions with vegetarian options - YOU GOT IT! [crowd cheers again] You told me you want the doorbell to play Camptown Ladies - YOU GOT IT! [crowd cheers again] I'm the candidate of the people! I care about this house! I care about your needs! Whatever you need to be happy, YOU GOT IT, YOU GOT IT, YOU GOT IT! [the crowd cheers again]
Okay, Mr. Herriman. Same question. What would you change?
Not a thing! Everything is perfectly fine around here. [crowd is silent; someone coughs "Loser!"]
Alrighty. Bloo, how about you? If you were president, what would you change?
[after a long silence] Herriman smells like poo! [the crowd cheers again]
But he's just mudslinging! [Bloo literally throws mud in his face] I should have seen that coming.
NNewsman
The city... [quickly pans left to part of the city, which is destroyed] ...is in turmoil! And I'm running for my life!
[A monster slams its tail on the road and roars. The Foster's tour bus comes up and Coco, Wilt, Eduardo, and Frankie exit it. Frankie is holding two steaks, Wilt and Eduardo are holding cages, and Coco is holding a piece of rope.]
Frankie
Don't panic! It's just an imaginary friend! It's perfectly... [The monster roars at Frankie.] ...harmless!
We're gonna need a bigger cage. [The monster uses its tail to grab Wilt] I'm sorry but whoooooooa!
I'll save you Wilt! [charges at the monster. The monster roars at him, causing him to back up.]
I was thinking you might need a super heroic hand!
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