[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]
[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!
Abuela, we can't just pack up and leave. Where would we even go?
I'm sorry, mija, but we must leave ASAP.
Bobby, I'm already home for the weekend. You guys should stay with my family. Then I could literally see your Boo-Boo Bear face in person. [kisses the camera]
You hear that, Abuela? Can we stay with the Louds? Please, please, please, please, please?
Really, Lori? Are you sure that's okay with your family?
Oh, they'll be totally cool with it.
RLRita and Lynn Sr.
We are totally not cool with it.
Come on, guys. They need our help.
Kiddo, we'd never turn our backs on the Casagrandes, but–
There's so many of us and so many of them, and so many of us! Maybe it would be best if we called them and– [Doorbell rings]
[rushes to the front door; excitedly] They're here, they're here, they're here!
[holding a tray of tamales as Lincoln opens the door] Hey, Lincoln!
CCasagrandes
Hola, familia Loud!
[sobbing in horror] WE'RE GOOD PEOPLE! WHY ARE YOU HAUNTING US?!
[The cushion feathers form an arrow, and points to Sergio]
Hey, that arrow is totally pointing to Sergio!
[scared; whimpers and flies to the other side; squawks] Is not.
[The arrow turns around and points at him again]
Sergio, do you know this chicken?
I had a chicken roommate at flight school, but he moved to a farm, never heard from him again. [realizes] Ooh, Alfredo, is that you? [the cushion feathers form into a mallet, gets bonked on the head, knocked to the floor] Yup, that's him.
Ghosts don't stick around unless they have unfinished business. Sergio, did you wrong this chicken?
CCasagrandes
[closing in on Carl] Give us the chanclas! Give us the chanclas! Give us the chanclas! Give us the chanclas! Give us the chanclas!
[panics and sees Rosa sleeping on the couch, still barefooted] Come on, chanclas. Do your thing. [throws the chanclas at Rosa's feet]
[grabs the chanclas] Chancla smoothie, anyone? [tosses the chanclas into the smoothie maker Lalo's holding]
[Lalo closes the top and grins evilly at Carl as the chanclas are blended]
CCasagrandes
[cheering and chanting] Chancla, uno! Chanclas, dos! Time to say adiós!
[screams in horrified shock] NOOOOOO!!! [camera zooms in and out of his mouth, finding him in bed, revealing it was all a dream] Come back, chanclas! [sobbing] Come back! [falls off his bed, looking around] Wait, it was a dream? [opens the secret compartment, the chanclas are still there] It was a dream! [kisses the chanclas, which he remembers are also his abuela's shoes, groans disgusted] Chancla flavored.
Familia, time for lunch! It's ceviche tostadas day!
[The Casagrandes and Sid take their seats at the table]
Hey, Abuela, is it okay if my friend joins us for lunch?
Of course, Mijia, all are welcome. [gasps in surprise as Alisa comes in]
CSCasagrandes and Sid
[surprised] Alisa!
AAlisa
Hola, Casagrandes family! It's so great to see you again. [sniffs] I'm sorry, but is that… tostadas de ceviche?!
You bet, mija! Ven aquí! Let me get you a little serving.
AAlisa
[takes a seat at the end of the table and Rosa walks up with a plate of ceviche tostadas; gasps] Gracias! Ceviche is my favorite. [picks up a tostada and eats it; gasps with amazement] So good!
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