The Rugrats Movie1998

[First lines; The movie begins with the camera is in a jungle and moves in the direction of a mountain in which there is a hidden temple surrounded with Reptar statues. The Rugrats climb the cliff and are at the cave's entrance. The temple is dark and gloomy inside, as we are there, looking towards the outside, as the Rugrats race in. Once in the cave, Chuckie stops]

Chuckie Finster:
Ahh! This place give me the juicebumps!

[A group of bats fly out of the mouth of one of the Reptar statues]

Phil DeVille:
Maybe we should go back!

Lil DeVille:
Very back!

Tommy Pickles:
No, We can't go back now, you guys! Okey-Dokey Jones never goes back! [the babies move near a door-shaped like Angelica's head. They act surprised. Inside the "mouth" is a bright, orange-colored light] Hang on to your diapies, babies, we're goin' in!

Chuckie Finster:
[voice-over] That's Tommy Pickles. He's the bravest baby I ever knowed! [as he talks, Tommy races toward the door. As he gets there, the door slams, while he raced in there once it's open, and after he enters, it slams shut again. Phil and Lil look surprised] And that's Phil and Lil. Uh, uh, well, they, they like worms. [Phil and Lil hold hands and rush in through the door, which closed behind them] And I'm Chuckie. Uh...I'm not so brave. [he's hesitant to enter, but is whipped in by Tommy] But that's okay, 'cause I got Tommy, and he's my bestest friend. [giggles]

[The babiess run to a tower on which is perched an idol. They climb the tower to reach the idol. While trying to take the statuette, the idol becomes a banana split and a trap is released, causing the babies fall back to the ground]

Chuckie Finster:
Watch out!

[Tommy gasped. The boulder starts rolling, and the babies starts to shout while running like the wind to try escape the boulder]

Tommy Pickles:
Keep moving! It's right behind us!

[Suddenly, the floor opens itself in front of them. Tommy, Phil and Lil make the jump, but Chuckie misses his, hanging on the brink]

Chuckie Finster:
Tommy! Help me!

Tommy Pickles:
[looking back at Chuckie and the gate, he then grabs Chuckie's hand, pulling him up] Come on, Chuckie!

[Back to reality:
The boulder was a very pregnant Didi's stomach and body]

Didi Pickles:
Tommy! [the babies scream and run away] You kids shouldn't be playing in here!

[The babies run away at full speed]

Chuckie Finster:
[voice-over] We thought the fun times would last forever. [the babies bumped into Spike, and run face-first into glass patio door, then fall over] But we was wrong.

Didi Pickles:
Oh, my.

Betty DeVille:
[holds onto Didi as she picks up the babies] Upsy-daisy, Didi.

Didi Pickles:
Thanks.

[Betty opens the patio door and let the Rugrats go out. The grown-ups are having a baby shower for Didi]

Susie Carmichael:
Thank you for inviting me to your baby shower, Mrs. Pickles.

Didi Pickles:
Glad you could be here, Susie.

Woman Guest:
What a pretty party dress, Angelica.

Angelica Pickles:
Thank you. My mommy's assistant bought it, especially for my Aunt Didi's party. [Susie laughs while making fun of her sailor dress] Don't say a word.

Aunt Miriam:
All right, I got $20 on 8 pounds, 6 ounces. 8 pounds 6. Who's got 8-7?

Male Guest:
I'm in for 12!

Aunt Miriam:
12 pounds? What are you, crazy?

Chaz Finster:
Gosh, you can hardly tell she's gained any weight.

[While turning over, Didi accidentally knocks over the table with her stomach]

Woman Guest:
Oh, don't worry.

Chaz Finster:
I mean, you know from behind.

Minka Kerpackter:
There you are, Didila. Come. Look what we got for you. Boris, move your tuchus.

Didi Pickles:
A goat? Oh, Mom, you shouldn't have.

Minka Kerpackter:
Nothing better for the little bubula than goat's milk.

Boris Kropotkin:
Except maybe yak. But you try finding good yak these days. [the babies run and bump into the goat and it bleats] He's saying, "Hello". There you go, kinderwund, some chocolate coins.

[The babies take the coins and hide their selves under the table]

Woman Guest:
Everything I, oh...

[On way to table, Chuckie clumsily bumps into the ladies, they all gasp. Pan to bottom of table]

Phil DeVille:
Aren't you gonna eat it, Tommy?

Tommy Pickles:
Nope. I'm saving it for my baby sister.

Chuckie Finster:
Oh, you mean, she finally came?

Tommy Pickles:
Not yet, but they're giving her this big party, so I'm pretty sure today's the day.

Lil DeVille:
Do you think she got losted on her way to the party?

Tommy Pickles:
Hmm, I don't know. Maybe we better go look for her. Come on!

[The babies climb out from under the table]

Chuckie Finster:
Uh, but, Tommy, she could be anywheres.

[Chuckie accidentally bumps into Didi's stomach]

Betty DeVille:
Watch it, pups.

Didi Pickles:
Careful.

Charlotte Pickles:
[on phone] I'll get back to you, Jonathan. I've got to say "hi" to the life of the party. [to Didi, as she pats her stomach with her cellphone] How's our little man?

Didi Pickles:
I told you, Charlotte, Dr. Lipschitz says it's a girl.

Betty DeVille:
Ha! That windbag thought Phil and Lil were intestinal gas.

Aunt Miriam:
Face it, dolly. Riding high, it's a guy.

Charlotte Pickles:
Well, you know what they say, "Born under Venus, look for a-" [her phone then rings] Hello?

Didi Pickles:
Now, now, Dr. Lipschitz is the expert. I don't see any of you with a PHD in Latin.

Betty DeVille:
Yeah, Pig Latin maybe. Well, let's just hope for Tommy's sake it's a girl. I'd hate to think how much my pups would be squabbling if they were both boys.

Didi Pickles:
Uh, uh, uh. Let's not do any gender stereotyping. After all, Stu and Drew are brothers, and they get along just fine.

[Inside the basement, where Stu and Drew are arguing angrily]

Stu Pickles:
Pushy!

Drew Pickles:
Lazy!

Stu Pickles:
Bossy!

Drew Pickles:
Inconsiderate!

Stu Pickles:
Nosy!

Drew Pickles:
Good for nothing!

Stu Pickles:
Busybody!

Both:
WHY CAN'T YOU LISTEN TO ME?!

Drew Pickles:
We're talking about a real job, Stu, with benefits!

Stu Pickles:
I'm not going to waste my life as a clock-punching, paper-pushing, bean-counting... [Drew gasps in shock] Oh, no offense. [pulls down his welding mask and proceeds to weld]

Drew Pickles:
You barely make ends meet now. You got no insurance, no savings, and another kid on the way!

Stu Pickles:
For your information, bro, I am working on something right now that is going to put this branch of the Pickles family on easy street. [puts down his welding mask]

Drew Pickles:
[angrily lifts up Stu's welding mask again] What is it this time, huh, an electric sponge?

Stu Pickles:
Of course not! That was last year. [reveals his skeleton of the Reptar Wagon] This, this is the Reptar Wagon! The ultimate in toddler transportation! The perfect children's toy!

Lou Pickles:
[while fixing an old radio] In my day, we had plenty of fun just throwin' rocks at each other. Big bag of dirt clods, that's what the kids want.

Stu Pickles:
The Reptar Corporation is holding a toy design contest and the winner gets $500!

Drew Pickles:
[sarcastically] Ooh!

Stu Pickles:
And there'll be plenty more if this toy's a hit, and I'll be famous!

Drew Pickles:
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's what you said when you built that stupid thing.

[Drew points to a Dactar glider, which is hanging suspended from the ceiling]

Stu Pickles:
Maybe Dactar was a little bit complex, but...this...this...watch! [speaking into a microphone with his normal voice] I am Reptar! Hear me roar!

Reptar Wagon:
[Stu's voice, distorted] I am Reptar! Hear me roar!

[The Reptar Wagon spits fire across the garage. Drew jumps out of the way while Stu runs up and puts the fire out with his extinguisher]

Lou Pickles:
[putting out some flames on his sleeve] Con-flam it! Can't a man work in his own basement without gettin' barbecued?!

Stu Pickles:
Okay, so maybe real fire isn't the best idea for a children's toy.

[Drew's shirt is smoldering as he glares at Stu, who quickly sprays him with the fire extinguisher]