The Rugrats Movie1998

[Cut back upstairs, where a goat is eating sleeping Lou's newspaper. The babies stand and look at the Reptar Wagon]

Phil and Lil:
Wow!

Chuckie Finster:
What is that, you guys?

Lil DeVille:
Reptar!

Phil DeVille:
On wheels!

Chuckie Finster:
What do you think it's for?

Phil DeVille:
I don't know.

Lil DeVille:
[climbs into the wagon] I bet it could take us to the baby store.

Phil DeVille:
Great idea, Lillian. We could take Dil to the hopsicle and get Tommy's money back.

Lil DeVille:
[climbs out] Yeah, it's money back bearanteed.

Chuckie Finster:
Guys! Guys, Tommy's not gonna be happy about this.

Lil DeVille:
[while he and Lili lug Dil towards the wagon and places him in there] Well, he's sure not happy now.

Chuckie Finster:
Well...

Lil DeVille:
You watch. Once Dil goes back to the baby store, Tommy will be happy here.

Chuckie Finster:
I don't know about this.

Tommy Pickles:
[enters the room] What are you doing?

Phil DeVille:
We, uh, actually, Lillian was, uh...

Lil DeVille:
We're taking Dil back to the hopsicle, Tommy. We're gonna get your moneys back.

Tommy Pickles:
What?! You can't do that. My mommy and daddy wanna keep him!

Chuckie Finster:
See? See?

Phil DeVille:
Why? All he does is cry and poop.

Tommy Pickles:
Well, so do you.

Phil DeVille:
I don't cry that much!

Tommy Pickles:
Well, you poop an awful lot!

Phil DeVille:
Look who's talking, Mr. Chocolate Pants!

Tommy Pickles:
I am not a poopie monster!

[Angelica is in the living room, watching "Shirley-lock Holmes", it's about to go to a commercial, when the title sequence for that show is displayed]

Announcer:
..."Shirley-lock Holmes, Girl Detective", right after these messages.

Lil DeVille:
Poopie, poopie, poopie.

[Disturbed by the babies' noise, Angelica goes and ask them kindly to make less noise]

Phil DeVille:
We thought you'd be happy, Tommy!

Tommy Pickles:
Well, I'm not!

Angelica Pickles:
Hey, babies. Knock it off! Cynthia and me are trying to watch TV! [Dil sees Cynthia and swipes her from her] Huh? Hey, hands off the merchandise, pinkie.

[Angelica and Dil tug at Cynthia, only for Angelica to lose her grip and fall into the crate]

Phil and Lil:
Pretty good.

[Angelica brushes off some foam peanuts and growls]

Tommy Pickles:
Be nice, Angelica. He didn't mean it.

Angelica Pickles:
[grabs Tommy by his collar] You wanna ride in a wagon? [drops Tommy into the wagon] I'll give you a ride...to outside space! [kicks the Reptar Wagon, which moves towards the front door, hurting her foot] Ow! [hopping while holding her foot in pain, her hears on the TV that the show is out of commercials] My show! Next commercial, you babies are in big trouble! [slams the door]

Lil DeVille:
All aboard!

Chuckie Finster:
[to himself, as the Reptar wagon rides outside, carrying the babies] Just walk away, Chuckie. Walk away. [to the babiess] Ooh! Wait for me! [climbs into the moving Reptar Wagon, which has now left the house, down the street]

Phil DeVille:
Which way to the hospicle?

Tommy Pickles:
We're not going to the hospicle!

Chuckie Finster:
Well, we're going somewhere!

[Cut back to house, the goat is eating the foam peanuts. A delivery man for United Express arrives to pick up the crate. Lou is still asleep]

United Express Driver:
Uh, pardon me. Pickup for Pickles to Japan?

Lou Pickles:
[yawning] Take it away, take it away.

[The delivery man seals up the crate and carries it out on a hand truck. He tosses a receipt on sleeping Lou's lap]

United Express Driver:
Yeah, have a good day.

[Cut to Angelica, watching TV, while outside, Spike barks loudly]

Angelica Pickles:
Pipe down, Spike! Me and Cynthia are watching... [notices that Cynthia is missing] Cynthia? [proceeds to the front door] Nice try, babies. Now gimme back my... [gasps; sees that the babies and the Reptar Wagon are gone. She only sees Cynthia's shoe on the welcome mat] CYNTHIAAAA!

[Pull away from front door and pan to Dil still holding Cynthia, as the babies continue drive the Reptar Wagon on the street. They zoom past a car, causing it to veer out of control and crash. The wagon flies down a wooden staircase, nearly hitting an elderly woman, who leaps out of the way. It bursts through the railing and lands back on the street, swerving away from another car, which also crashes with the sound of glass smashing. Cut back home, Spike continues barking, and Angelica enters the yard in her "Shirley-lock Holmes" costume and skates]

Angelica Pickles:
They took Cynthia, Spike! [unties the leash from the doghouse] Come on! You're gonna be my butthound! We gotta search every doghouse, playhouse, tree house and doll house! I want those foogitives back in custardy. [Spike runs off, with her in tow] Whoa! Bad dog! Bad dog! STOP!

[Back inside, Stu enters the living room, talking to Didi on a cordless phone]

Stu Pickles:
[on the phone] Deed, just go to the spa and relax. Pop and I are doing fine taking care of the, uh... [sees that the crate's gone] Pop, where's the crate?

Lou Pickles:
[wakes up] Oh, I guess the delivery folks must've come.

Stu Pickles:
Wow. They loaded her up and everything, huh?

Didi Pickles:
[on phone] Stu, let me talk to Tommy.

Stu Pickles:
Sure, I'll let you talk to Tommy. Pop...uh...uh, where are the kids?

Lou Pickles:
That's funny. They were here a minute ago, playing in the...

Stu and Lou:
[look outside the open front door] THE CRATE!

Stu Pickles:
Uh, Honey...I'm gonna have to...call you back. [hangs up, then glares at Lou in anger]