[clinks her glass] I'd like to make a toast. Bobby, Lori. I just want to say how much it means to have you here with us. [tears up] I don't know if I can't get through this.
[clinks his glass] Uh, excuse me if I might. I'm sure it means a lot to you, Rita, but with all respect, it means more to us.
Well, Hector, that seems really unlikely because nothing means more to us, 'kay?
[Lori and Bobby look at their relatives worried and the mountain of food melts down.]
Forget the toast. I can say it so much better with music! [starts playing his guitar] We love Bobby and Lori more than... [Lynn Sr. elbows Luna and she dashes off] ...Anyone in the world.
[brings in her axe and starts playing, cutting Hector off] FAMILY!
[Her playing is then cut short when her axe gets unplugged, revealing that was Carl's doing and she glares at him]
[viscously] How DARE YOU! [violently attacks Carl]
Control your children! It is not safe to have Thanksgiving in this house!
Well, if you don’t like it, YOU'RE WELCOME TO LEAVE! Not you, Bobby, you can stay.
That's what you want, isn't it? To steal our precious Roberto away from us?! [hugs Bobby tightly]
[hugs Lori as well] Oh, oh, like you haven't been trying to steal Lori from us! Well guess what, BUCKO, it's not gonna happen!
[pleading while intervening] Guys, guys, please stop!
LCLouds (except Lily) and Casagrandes
STAY OUT OF THIS!
Why would anybody want to spend Thanksgiving here, gnawing on your "dry-bird?"
[Lynn Sr. breaks down, sobbing]
[comforting her husband as he sobs] The turgooseon is delicious, the only problem is, you're lumpy gravy!
GGravybot
[enters the dining room] Did someone say gravy? [squirts gravy on Rita as she shrieks]
[bumps Gravybot aside] No. They don't deserve it.
[Gravybot smashes into the wall and gravy flies up]
LLisa
[jumps towards her siblings] Look out below!
[The gravy splatters on Gravybot, he then malfunctions out of control, squirting gravy everywhere, and all over on Frida's painting]
[gasps horrifyingly] My painting!
I'm sorry, Boo-Boo Bear, I know you were looking forward to having a real Thanksgiving this year.
It's not all bad. [holds up some turkey jerky] I found this half-off turkey jerky.
[Suddenly, Vanzilla and the Mercado van pull up and both families run out and inside the gas station, trampling Flip]
FFlip
Jumping jerky! Holy hot dogs! [gets up afterwards]
Whoa, how did you guys find us?
CLCarlos and Lisa
Tracking devices. [both look at each other]
You left before trying my twice-baked tart.
[scoffs] They would prefer my flan.
Flan, shman. [chanting] Tart, tart, tart–!
Stop! Don't you guys see? This is why we left. We couldn't stand the fighting and competing.
We don't want to choose sides. So maybe from now on, we should just spend Thanksgiving by ourselves.
[Both the Louds and Casagrandes all now feel sadly guilty over how they've all been acting from earlier]
Lori, Bobby, I'm sorry we've been acting so childishly.
We're sorry, too. It's just hard to let go of your kids. [to the Casagrandes] You know what? You should get Lori and Bobby for Thanksgiving.
Well, goodness knows we haven't done anything to deserve that. They should spend it with you.
FFlip
Hey, I got an idea. Why don't you just rotate every year, huh? Much like the juicy hot dogs I'm selling at a mere 40% mark-up. Holiday discount.
[They all agree and engage in a big group hug.]
LLJ
I'm glad we figured out future years, but what about right now? I'm starving!
Well, we've got hot dogs and sunflower seeds and 20 kinds of artisanal jerky. Maybe we could throw a dinner together here.
We could make this place look festive. I think I have some leftover decorations in the car.
[Lori returns to the Casagrande apartment with Leni in tow]
[quickly hugs her] Thank you so much for coming!
You can brief me on the way up. What are we looking at?
Silk, cotton, wool, and I was thinking… linen.
[gasps] Linen in October? Now, that's scary.
[noticing Lisa, also in tow] Lisa, what are you doing here?
LLisa
None of our siblings found my musings on All-Hallows-Eve to be interesting, so they offered my 50 bucks to, and I quote, "Take my dull facts elsewhere."
Did someone say dull facts? You're speaking my language! Lisa, would you like to help me reassemble a skeleton while discussing the mythology behind this spooky holiday?
LLisa
[gasps and squeals] I apologize for that amateurish display of emotion. Be right up!"
Ugh, Boo-Boo Bear, I am so ready to start our romantic Halloween celebration. Is the mercado all decorated?
Not yet. We just need to wrangle the pack of angry neighborhood cats, which means we need Lana.
[slumps in dismay] Ugh, seriously?!
It would mean a lot to me, mija.
Ugh. You know I can never say no to you, Mr. C.
[hugs her] I was counting on that.
[As the Louds get a view of the city while visiting the Great Lakes City Tower, they see Carl and Sergio show up there too and block the elevator]
[in his El Falcón costume while Sergio and his pigeon friends eat a pretzel] Ah, man! You guys got a whole pretzel?! All I nabbed was some peanuts. [drops the peanuts to the ground and annoyingly pretends to eat them, pigeon-style]
[gasps] Carl, too?! They're right by the elevator! How are we going to get out of here?!
[Lynn spots a window cleaner exiting the platform with his supplies, walking past them; gets an idea; The Louds are all now on the platform holding on to each other a few seconds later]
LLisa
By my rough calculations, factoring in our combined weight and this platform's capacity, I'm afraid we're… [gasps]
[One of the ropes on the right side snaps, causing it, and the Louds, to slant]
[completes the sentence] Goners.
[entering the rooftop, and finds the Loud family] Louds? What are you all doing here?
[nervously] Rosa! H-H-Hey! We were, uhhh... just, you know, uh, trying out Lisa's new teleportation device. [chuckles] It works! [to Lisa] Nice job, sweetie.
LLisa
[facepalms] Oh, jeez.
O-M-Gosh, really? I thought we were hiding from the Casagrandes.
What? [hurt] Hiding from us? I don't understand.
From the looks of things, I could actually win this.
LLisa
[showing up; clears throat] Maybe you need your vision checked because your competition just got stiffer.
Lisa Loud?! I subscribed to your monthly newsletter! You're competing too?
LLisa
Yep. [presses her wrist watch] Todd, initiate grand entrance. [Todd emerges from the smoke cloud and zooms off with his name written in cloud form, as Sid watches in shock with her jaw dropped] May the best bot win.
LLisa
Todd, initiate guitar riff.
[Todd wheels up on stage and makes an incredible riffing on his keyboard guitar]
Those are some sweet riffs. But we can beat that, Breakfast Bot.
LLisa
Todd, initiate drums.
[Todd takes out an electric drum set and plays both his instruments]
All right, he can do both at the same time. But we're still not done for.
LLisa
Todd, initiate rap.
TTodd
[rapping] ♪ T-O-Double D / Can't you see I'm on a mission? / Coming in hot about to win this competition / Did I say something wrong? / 'Cause you look kind of annoyed / Well, I guess that's what you get / When you try to beat an android ♪
Ugh, why's it got to be so catchy?! [turns to Breakfast Bot, who's jamming out to the music, snaps him out of it] Stop it! We got to focus. We haven't even picked your talent yet.
LLisa
Initiate mic-drop finale.
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