[The episode starts with a leaf falling down to the picnic table. Betty walks up to the table. Camera pans right to Chaz, who is making the salad. The wind blows it away]
Drew: Do you think it's too late in the season for this, bro?
Stu: Come on. Scared of a little wind? [He laughed]
[Howard just dropped a bun to the bottom of the picnic table. Phil grabs the bun. Cut to the babies]
Tommy: I like making barbecues. Especially when you play in your food.
Lil: Pass the potato bug salad, Chuckie.
Chuckie: Coming right up. We're not going to eat you.
Phil: I am. Mmm. Delicious.
[Angelica takes the bug burger from Phil, she screamed. The babies laughed]
Lulu: They have a club somewhere across the Caribbean.
Miriam: And not just the Caribbean. Club Fred!
Betty: Club Fred? Hey, I heard of that place. Traded very fancy.
Stu: You mean traded very expensive.
Lou: And look what it cost. It's 100% free.
Stu: It's not free. It's says two for one coupons.
Drew: One senior will each pay with adult admission.
Miriam: It's the best of them all.
Lulu: You said it, sister. It'll be a swell vacation.
Stu: Vacation from what? You're all retired.
Miriam: They said it's Club Fred. So they allow elders.
Tommy: You hear that, guys? We're going on vacation!
Didi: Club Fred? That sounds like fun.
[The chef hat is blown from Stu's head]
Stu: Aw, What the hey?
Betty: You hear that, pups? We're going on vacation. THAT MEANS FUN, FUN, FUN!!!
[Cut to a plane flying to the mentioned location. At Club Fred, they are dropped off to the entrance]
Kira: [admiring] Oh, so beautiful!
[The others walk in]
Angelica: What's this vacation gonna be like, Mommy?
Charlotte: It's a club full of people and have helpers to get us whatever we want.
[She gives the luggage to one of them. They walk with the others]
Charlotte: You don’t think we’re being too harsh on her do you?
Drew: Are you kidding? Have you seen what she charged?
[Dil hits the plug, loosening it, and causing it to reset the game]
Dragon: You have won credit. Not nearly enough to defeat Dragon! [laughs evilly]
Kimi: Look! Drago has babies!
Chuckie: Yeah, and they all need a time-out!
Kimi: [really fast] Wow! I can go real fast now! Don't worry, guys! I'll stop those dragons and everything will be okay! Bye-bye! Whee-hee-hee-hee!
[Kimi runs through two of Dragon's Children, destroying them, then onto the ceiling]
Chuckie: Kimi! We're not allowed to run on the ceiling!
[Kimi loses her newfound speed and falls]
Dragon: You will never get her back!
[Chuckie shudders in fear]
Dragon: Unless you insert another token.
Tommy: [He has grown to an enormous size, and has defeated Dragon's children] Giant Tommy's coming to save you, Taffy! [he suddenly shrinks back to his normal size] Uh, regular-sized Tommy's still coming to save you, Taffy! [He runs towards Taffy, but Dragon drops an egg on him, causing him to shrink down to the size of a mouse. Kimi runs towards him. in a high-pitched voice] Uh, really really small Tommy thinks he should probably run by now!
Kimi: I got you, teeny-tiny Tommy! [She picks up Tommy, and as she runs away with him, Tommy grows back to his normal size, causing Kimi to fall over]
[Scene starts in the Pickles' yard: Tommy and Spike are playing tug-o'-war with a rubber frog while the other babies surround him. Didi enters the house. Tommy falls over, having won, and Spike walks off]
Kimi: Good job, Tommy. You're a great tugger.
[Tommy gets up, Spiffy and Dil are playing their own tug-o'-war game]
Lil: Dil's good at it too.
[Spiffy wins]
Phil: Maybe not.
Chuckie: Poor Dilly. He's not strong enough for tuggy-war.
Dil: [squealed] Wee-hee-hee!
Tommy: I guess he's just not strong enough to have fun like we do.
Phil: Yeah, he's not big and powerful like us! [poses like a superhero]
Lil: Maybe we could make him strong like Phil.
[Spiffy tackles Phil and licks his face]
Phil: [getting up after Spiffy runs off] Yeah, we could feed him bugs! I gots a diapie full and they're bursting with power!
[Spiffy runs around with the toy frog]
Tommy: Dil's not much of a bug-eater.
Phil: More for me. [takes a worm from his diaper and tries to it]
Tommy: Wait! I have the perfect thing! Come on!
Tommy: No, it's for Dil! We gots to wash all the baby power off! Come on, pass it down! [passes it to Phil, who passes it to Lil, who passes it to Chuckie, who passes it to Kimi, who walks over to Dil and pours it on him]
[Dil busts out crying]
Chuckie: Oh no, he's cryin'! He's gonna shake everything again! [holds his helmet]
Lil: Wait! It's not shaken!
Kimi: We washed the power off! Tommy, you're the smartest.
[another earthquake starts]
Lil: Uh-oh. Now, you're dumb again.
Didi: [entering] It's OK, Dil. Mommy's coming. Oh, your diaper is wet, sweetums. And so's your head?! [wipes water off his head with her hand] Boy! When you have to go, you have to go! [picks Dil up]
Tommy: Dil has to go and it's all 'cause of me!
Lil: How come washing Dilly's power off didn't work?
Tommy: Must've already rubbed in.
Kimi: Well, maybe we could keep him from using his powers.
Tommy: That's it! We'll just make sure he doesn't move around! Ever!
All: Yeah!
Stu: Don't worry, Deed. It's easy as pie. To open, simply tug gently on the Velcro side and [tries to open one but fails] Ya just tug gently and--[falls over, breaking the strap and knocking the drawer out]
Didi: Oh, Stu. I hope you didn't put these anyplace else. [looks shocked as there are some in the living room]
[the babies go outside]
Chuckie: What are we going to do? The Dummi Bears didn't work!
Kimi: [shaking her head] Taking the rattle didn't work.
Lil: Water didn't work.
Tommy: [stops pushing Dil's stroller] I gots a idea! After my daddy mows the lawn, he can't even lift his finger! Maybe that will work for Dil!
Kimi: That's a great idea Tommy, except Dil can't mow! He can't even walk.
Tommy: He can if we help him.
[Chuckie and the twins cheer, then the babies all push Dil's stroller and the toy lawnmower and the wagon with the dogs in, who eventually run away]
Lil: Dilly's not tired at all.
Kimi: And now he's making funny sounds. [referring to his stomach growling]
Tommy: He's gonna poop! Run for your lives! [He hides in the sand box, Phil hides in a bush, Chuckie hides behind the sand box, the girls hide behind a tree, Dil farts, everyone comes out of their hiding places]
Chuckie: Hey, nothing shaked!
Tommy: Maybe the mowing worked.
All: Yay!
[the parents come outside]
Stu: Well, I think the shaking stopped, Deed.
Didi: That's a relief. Now, maybe we could put away some of your safety equipment? I mean I'm all for being prepared, Stu, but I'd like to return to normal.
Stu: What's not normal?...You're right, Deed, maybe I did go a bit far. [takes helmet off Lil] I need to come up with a simple approach. Like instant airbags that deploy at the slightest hint of motion!
Didi: [removes Kimi's helmet as Phil removes his] At least nothing exploded this time.
Tommy: We did it, guys. Sorry I gave you too much power, Dilly. And I'm pretty sure you're back to Norman now! Of course, there's only one way to be sure. [has Spiffy and Dil play tug-o'-war with the frog, Spiffy wins] Yup, Dilly's out of power!
They Came from the Backyard / Lil's Phil of Trash [9.3]
[Angelica peered through the window at Santa's workshop before then opening the door, only for it to be jammed tight, so she made a runner to break the door down and entered in. She looked around at the elves at work, but was then called by one with great importance to his work]
Hermie: Little girl! Santa is not going to be pleased when he sees what you've done to his door!
Angelica: What, it was like that!
[She was barred from going any further]
Hermie: May I ask what you're doing here?
Angelica: Oh! I'm here to collect the presents that Santa was supposed to get me before he quit.
Hermie: And how do you know you were getting any presents, pray tell?
Angelica: I know because I have been good all year. And if it hadn't have been for those dumb babies, I would have been even nicer.
Hermie: [He looked very suspicious as he went over to his desk and got out The Book of Good Children] Is that so? Well, let's just see if you are on the list then. Name?
Angelica: Angelica Pickles. [The book opened with a lot of dust poofing out as Hermie began looking through the pages] Ick!
Hermie: Pickles, Pickles, Pickles... Ah-ha! "Tommy Pickles". "Dil Pickles"... Just as I thought! There's no "Angelica Pickles" on the list.
[He closed the book and put it away, with Angelica becoming very annoyed]
Angelica: WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M NOT ON THE LIST?! Listen elf, I have been looking so hard for this place, and I'm not leaving till I get my Christmas presents!
Hermie: Well, maybe you should have thought about that before you started stealing those cookies and scaring those carolers away... and lie to your friends.
Angelica: [Then she became suspicious] Wait... I thought Santa was supposed to know if I was bad or good?
Hermie: [He picked up the letters] Santa delegates.
Angelica: What's that mean?
Hermie: It means I'm overworked and underpaid! Now, if you excuse us, we've got to get back to work! Better luck next year.
Angelica: But what about my Christmas presents?
Hermie: You have to take that up with the supervisor. [He pointed her to the portrait of Santa]
Angelica: But I've already talked to him, and all he gave me was this dumb-old Reindeer. [She looked at her pockets only to find Prancy wasn't there. But then she was confronted by a real Reindeer with a resemblance that Angelica recognized] Prancy? Prancy, you're alive!
Prancy: [He walked sadly away from her] I thought we were friends.
Angelica: But we are.
Prancy: Then why did you call me dumb?
Angelica: I dunno, I call a lot of things dumb. It's not that I mean it or anything.
Hermie: [He then began to escort Prancy away from Angelica] Come Prancy, I take you back to Santa.
Angelica: Prancy, no! I'm sorry I called you dumb, come back!
Hermie: [He then turned and reflected her with a question] Why'd you say to Tommy that if Dil never got a Christmas present this year, then he will never have a Christmas for the rest of his life, huh?
Angelica: I had to do something. He was being a goody two-shoes.
Hermie: [He then began ascending the stairs] I'm sorry to be the one to say this, Angelica, but here in Christmas Land, there is not place for kids like you.
Tommy: [He and the Finster kids are in a playpen, eating cookies and drinking out of sippy cups] Mmm! I love your mommy and daddy's coffee shop! They gots extra big cookies here!
Chuckie: Yeah, they look funny but they taste good.
Kimi: And you can play choo-choo with them. [pretends her biscuit is a train] Choo-choo! [giggles]
