The Loud House (season 2)

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The Loud House (2016–present) is an American animated television series created by Chris Savino for Nickelodeon. The series revolves around the chaotic everyday life of an accident-prone boy named Lincoln Loud, who survives as the middle child and only son in a large family of 11 children.

11 Louds a Leapin' [Episode 1]

Clyde: [sighs] So what's the plan?

Lincoln: [draws with a twig to show the plan.] You'll go to the front door and sing Christmas carols here. When Grouse comes out to yell at you, I'll hop the fence and grab Big Red here.

Clyde: Stragetic: Genius.

Episode 3

Baby Steps [2.3A]

Clyde: Just another minute, Lucy! Hang on, Lola. [Picks up the toys and drops the balls] Oops.... [Lily cries again, oversizing her eyes out] No no no no no! Wait! It's all okay. Shh, shhhhhhh....... [Bitey climbs into his pant leg and make him scream again and trip over the ball and fall down. The girls gather around Clyde and demand that he shall solve their problems. Seeing no way out, he must gotta do he zips his fanny pack out and takes out his fanny pack as the girls continues arguing and shouting.] JUST TAKE THE COOKIES!!! [The cookies gets sent flying and the girls see the cookies and chases after them.] [The minute Clyde's free, Clyde runs downstairs and for the door.]

Lincoln: Clyde! What happened?

[Clyde opens the door only to run into his dream girl.]

Clyde: L-L-L-L-Lori? [gets a nosebleed] Ugh! [passes out as Lincoln holds him]

Lori: Whatever. [walks away inside as Lincoln looks]

[Back in Lincoln's bedroom, Clyde comes to his own senses.]

Lincoln: Clyde! Talk to me, buddy. What happened back there?

Clyde: [sighs] I failed at the 3 C's.

Lincoln: What? How is that possible? You're the most caring person I know & you make great cookies.

Clyde: It's the confidence I'm struggling with. [panicking] What if I give bad crush advice, and my future sibling gets their heart broken? Or what if I can't choreograph a ribbon dance, and they drop out of school and start holding up convenience stores? I'm going to be a terrible big brother!!!!

Lincoln: [worried; caring] CLYDE! [shakes Clyde] You're spiraling! You can do this. [pushes his friend] Just get out there and try again.

Clyde: I can't, Lincoln! I don't have the confidence you do. And I never will......

Lincoln: [caring] It's okay, buddy. How about we just forget the whole training thing and play some video games?

Clyde: That sounds great.

Lincoln: I'll just go grab us some snacks. [leaves]

Brawl in the Family [2.3B]

Leni: Ooh! When did we put a mirror in the living room?

Lori: That's not a mirror. That's me! Now go take your dress back!

Leni: What?! No! You take yours back!

(Lori and Leni growl at each other)

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Lincoln: Yeah? Well I have a protocol, too! Which is I don't like pooping in a bucket! [knocks on Lori and Leni's door and enters; sighs] Hey guys. Now look, I know you've been having a little problem.

Lori: Lincoln...

Lincoln: But I think I can settle this.

Leni: Lincoln...

Lincoln: Leni, why don't you just return the dress? Lori once said blue makes you look washed out, anyway.

Leni: [offended] Wait, what?!

Lincoln: Okay, okay... I'm just spitballing here. Lori, why don't you return the dress? Leni says taffeta makes you look like Aunt Ruth. And who wants that? Am I right?

Lori: [gasps; also offended] Excuse me?!

Lincoln: So, what do you say? Ready to hug it out?

Lori: We already hugged it out! We were fine. But now that I know that she thinks I look like Aunt Ruth, we are definitely not fine!

Leni: You insulted my skin tone! Nothing's gonna make that right.

(Leni and Lori argue)

Leni: You know I can't tan! How could you say that?!

Lori: You literally betrayed me!

[Shocked, Lincoln leaves Lori and Leni's bedroom, only to be scared by Lincoln's other sisters]

Lynn: Ugh, nice job Lincoln! We told you to stay out of it!

Lisa: Based on rising decibel levels, I'm up in the threat level in the house from thunderstorm to hissing cats. Sisters, to your stations!

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Lincoln: What's going on? What happened to the fighting?

Lori: Pfft. We're over that. We made up.

Lincoln: All of you?

Lisa: Correct. Threat level is back to Field of Daisies.

Lynn Sr.: [offscreen] Oh, thank goodness!

Rita: [offscreen] At least, it was the field of Daisies on Lisa's chart was too easy.

Lincoln: I don't understand. How did you fix everything?

Lisa: No, Lincoln. You fixed everything.

Lincoln: Me? How?

Lisa: By leaving.

Luan: We told you, if you just butted out, we'd resolve it on our own.

Lincoln: But the dress?

Leni: I came up with the perfect solution: Lori gets to wear it on the days that end in Y, and I get to wear it the rest of the time.

[Lincoln looks toward a confused Lori, who shrugs]

Lynn: And once they made up, the rest of us made up.

Lincoln: Heh. Well, I guess I've learned my lesson: Always respect the sister fight protocol.

Lana: Glad you're finally getting it.

Lincoln: Oh, I totally do, believe me. Next time when Lynn says she needs a windshield wiper when Lisa talks, or Lana says Lola snores like Pop-Pop, I am staying out of it. And for the record, I accidentally landed on Lynn's Sick Bike in the garage without wearing Lynn's jockstrap. Grody!

Luna: Ouch!

Lisa: [offended at what Lincoln said] You said what now, sporty?!

Lola: Oh, I snore, do I? How can you hear me over all your sleep-farting?!

Lynn Sr.: Whew! Can't wait to use the real toilet.

(All the Loud sisters, except Lily, are arguing that a brawl breaks out; Lincoln is horrified at what he has just done)

Lynn Sr.: Aah! Retreat! Retreat! (Runs back into his room)

Lincoln: Wait for me!

Rita: Hurry, get in!

(Lincoln grabs Lily and rushes to join with their parents to leave the sisters alone as the brawl is so loud that it shakes the whole house!)

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The Loudest Mission: Relative Chaos [Episode 13]

[Hector and Bobby run away from the cats]

Bobby: So, the gang has cats?

Hector: The gang is cats!

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[Ronnie Anne goes to sleep in the bathtub, but spots Sergio the parrot inside]

Sergio: I'm naked!

Ronnie Anne: Oops, sorry.

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Lincoln: I still don't get why I have to come along.

Lori: [rioting] BECAUSE RONNIE ANNE'S YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!!

Lincoln: She is NOT my girlfriend!

Lori: Lincoln, we are literally crossing a bridge! Do you really want to get into an argument with me RIGHT NOW?!? (Lincoln shivers in concern and Lori winced.) I'm sorry, Lincoln.

Lincoln: It's okay. Ronnie Anne is just my friend!

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Ronnie Anne: What do you mean you didn't convince him?

Lori: He talked about the bodega for 40 minutes until the beef jerky guy showed up and at that point I had literally reached my limit.

Ronnie Anne: [sighs and thinks] We need to do something to get Bobby's attention.

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Lincoln: [while being dragged by Lori] We're leaving? But Mrs. Casagrande's baking a cake!

Lori: [heartbroken] Lincoln, I literally just lost my boyfriend! [angrily] Do you really wanna argue with me right now?

Bobby: [appearing] Babe, where are you going?

Lori: [furious] What do you care?! Why don't you just go back to your precious bodega? YOU OBVIOUSLY CARE ABOUT IT MORE THAN YOU CARE ME! [starts sobbing]

Lincoln: I'm just gonna go help Mrs. Casagrande with the frosting. [chuckles and rushes back inside the apartment]

Ronnie Anne: Lincoln, what's happening out there?

Lincoln: I don't know. But it was too much drama for me.

Ronnie Anne: Wait a minute. They're hugging, and Lori's smiling. She must have finally convinced him! Yes! [runs over to Lori and hugs her, moments later] Thank you, thank you, thank you! I knew we could do this. I'll go pack up my stuff.

Lori: Uh, actually…

Ronnie Anne: What?

Lori: I know I came here to convince Bobby not to move, but after talking to him, I think he should stay.

Ronnie Anne: Well, that's great for you guys, but what about me? Lincoln, come on! Help me out here!

Lincoln: I don't know, Ronnie Anne. I think your family's pretty awesome. I mean, who can make a cake like this?