[Cut to Tommy's room, which was remodeled for the new baby. One side is blue, for Tommy's side, which has a Dummi-bear bed, a "Smile!" poster and a trunk with smiles painted all over, The new baby's side is pink, with a crib festooned with balloons and an "It's a girl!" banner on the wall. The babies enter the room to their amazement] Rugrats: Oh! Chuckie Finster: Tommy, somebody's been coloring your room. Tommy Pickles: Yep, it's for my new sister. Phil DeVille: How are we gonna find her, Tommy? Chuckie Finster: Yeah, we don't even know what she looks like. Lil DeVille: Well, she's a girl like me, so we know she'll be prettyful. Angelica Pickles: [enters, carrying a big bunch of cookies using the lower part of her dress] Oh, brother! You dumb babies got a lot to learn about the facts of lice. [shoves babies en route to table] Now, get out of my way. [dumps the cookies on the table] I gotta get back to the dessert table before the grownups get all the good stuff. Tommy Pickles: Angelica, can you help us find my baby sister? Angelica Pickles: I wouldn't be in such a big hurry if I was you, Tommy. 'Cause when the new baby gets here, she's gonna gets all the toys and the love and the attention. And your mommy and daddy will forget all about you. It'll be like, "Look, Deed...there's that little bald kid in the house again." Tommy Pickles: My mommy and daddy won't forget me. Angelica Pickles: That's what Spike said before you were born. Back when his name was Paul. Tommy Pickles: Paul? Angelica Pickles: Yeah, but, then you came along and they put him out in the rain and he turned into a dog. Tommy Pickles: That's not gonna happen to me, Angelica. My mommy and daddy will love me no matter what! [Susie is heard outside, singing to the tune of the first couple of lines of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star", "The ABC Song" and "Baa, Baa, Black Sheep". Boris accompanies her on accordion] Susie Carmichael: [singing] A baby is very neat, a baby is a special treat. Angelica Pickles: [looks on from Tommy's room]Ugh! Who does Susie Carmichael think she is? Susie Carmichael: [singing] A baby has lots of toes, a baby has a tiny nose. [Angelica leaves while the other babies watch from inside. Cut to outside. All are singing, unless specified] A baby is a little dickens, a baby is a cuddly chicken. [Angelica is next to Didi's belly, chuckling, as she plans to make her move] A baby is lots of joy. Angelica Pickles: [singing; barging in] A baby will get all the toys! Susie Carmichael: [whispers] What are you doing? [continues singing] A baby has a smiley face... Angelica Pickles: [singing] A baby is from outside space! Susie Carmichael: [whispers] Angelica! Angelica Pickles: [whispers] Susie! Susie Carmichael: [singing] A baby is extra fancy. Angelica Pickles: [singing] A baby poops in his pantsies! [laughs] Susie Carmichael: Cut it out! Angelica Pickles: No! [Music switches to a Tejano beat, using different arrangement. The babies climb outside to watch] Susie Carmichael: [singing] Like a birdie, singing in a tree! Angelica Pickles: [singing] More like Reptar, screaming in your ear! Both: [singing] A baby is a gift, a gift from a Bob! A baby is a gift from a Bob, Bob, Bob! A baby is a gift. [Angelica does a gagging gesture] Susie Carmichael: [singing] A gift from a Bob! [Cut to under a table, where the Rugrats have crawled underneath. Tommy and Chuckie are talking, while music continues under] Chuckie Finster: Do you really think babies are a gift from a Bob? Tommy Pickles: I don't know. Why? Chuckie Finster: Because if Bob bringed a gift, it's probably one of them. [points to the baby shower gifts on a nearby table] [Return to Angelica and Susie, music reverts to "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star", though the Tejano flavor remains] Susie Carmichael: [singing] A baby is very special! Angelica Pickles: [singing] A baby is, is NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!! [Song ends, Angelica's screaming has induced Didi's labor] Didi Pickles: [painfully groans in discomfort] Oh! Betty, it's time! Betty DeVille: It's time? Oh, boy. Everybody to your stations, people! Howard, get Stu. Charlotte, call the hospital. Deed, start your breathing. Come on, good girl. [Didi begins her rhythmic breathing. The other grownups pick up the babies] Lou Pickles: [picks up Tommy] Up we go, sprout. We got a Pickle to deliver. Howard DeVille: [picks up his twins] Let's go to the car, kids. [During the rush, the goat has broken loose and is destroying the party. While the goat destroys things, it sets off the sprinkler system] Charlotte Pickles: Would somebody turn that sprinkler off?! [The goat comes inside, dragging a chair on his leg. Lou and Tommy look on] Lou Pickles: Now, that's what I call a "baby shower!"

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