Second Time Around/Transcript

''[The episode begins with a parody of the 1993 sci-fi adventure film, Jurassic Park, as we have an overview of a jungle. Tommy is seen adjusting the rear view mirror on the jeep he is driving, with Susie in the passenger seat and Chuckie, Phil, and Lil in sitting in the back. Tommy brings the car to a halt, climbing out to view the dinosaurs near by.]''

Tommy: They said it was imposter-ble to bring them back to life

Susie: Tommy, this place isn't even on the map!

Tommy: Shh, we don't want to scare them with any loud noises

[Phil, unintentionally, makes a loud noise by stepping in the mud soon followed up by him passing gas as Lil scolds him.]

Lil: Phillip

Phil: Wasn't me, Lillian. It was my foot. (flatulence) That was my butt

[Chuckie is already having enough fun tries to hurry his friends along to get back home.]

Chuckie: Okay, you guys. Glad y'all had fun. Time to go home!

''[A thudding sound is heard as the ground rumbles and shakes around them, frightening Chuckie in the process. Startled, all the birds in the area squawk and fly off.]''

Chuckie: Uh, you know the stuffs in my Mr. Tippy cup is not supposed to shake, right? The ground's not supposed to shake neither!

[The babies themselves begin to panic and scramble back to the vehicle to get away from what ever was coming.]

-Hurry!

-Go, go, go, go!

[Tommy has seemingly lost the car's keys.]

Tommy: Guys, I'm not exactly sure, but I think I losted the key

[Tommy is checking in his diaper.]

Tommy: Yep, I'm sure

Chuckie: You losted the key? Tommy Pickles, the driver has one job!

Susie: I guess we're getting eated

Phil: Yup, nice knowing everybody

Lil: Get eated by a dinosaur? Not today! Run!

Phil: I didn't know we could leave. Run!

[Phil and Lil hop out of the car and begin running off into the forest.]

Chuckie: But, guys, Tommy's not good at running yet!

[The dinosaur in question, a T-Rex then stomps down behind the car, growling as it stares at Chuckie, Tommy, and Susie.]

Tommy: Hang on, everybody. This might work!

[Tommy pulls out his screwdriver toy.]

Screwdriver: Let's go, junior carpenter!

''[Tommy uses it as a makeshift car key allowing them to escape from the T-Rex. The T-Rex makes chase as Tommy tries to drive away.]''

Tommy: Hold on to your bottles!

Chuckie: Tommy, I think now might be a good time...to go faster!

Susie: Don't worry. It says right here--stuffs in the mirror are furtherer than they appear

[However, this statement is false as the dinosaur is seen right next to the car trying to bite them all.]

Susie: Maybe it said closerer!

Chuckie: Oh, for feet's sake! That's why the little kids should leave the reading to the grownups!

[Chuckie loses his Reptar doll in the chase]

Chuckie: Reptar overboard! Tommy, stop!!

[Tommy stops the car; Chuckie hops off]

Chuckie: I'll save you, Reptar!

[Chuckie's doll is stomped by the dinosaur foot]

Chuckie: At least you won't get crushed alone...

Lil: Look! We founded a hamster ball!

[The dinosaur foot stops Phil and Lil's rolling]

Phil: We'll be okay. What's safer than a hamster ball?

[They are flipped upside down]

Lil: Somebody wants their toy back...

[Chuckie sneezes, alerting the dinosaur]

Chuckie: I s-suppose you're here to g-give me a t-tissue...

[The dinosaur roars at him]

Chuckie: TOMMY!!

Tommy: Over here, Tree-Rex!

Screwdriver: Good job, junior carpenter!

Tommy: Go on, Chuckie! I'll distract him!

Screwdriver: [as its batteries die out] You're a natural...!

Susie: Hurry, Chuckie! Tommy's stewdriver is getting sleepy!

Screwdriver: [slowing down] Never give up...!

Tommy: Be nice, Tree-Rex... Be nice...

[Tommy reaches into his diaper and pulls out his milk bottle. He squirts, revealing the dinosaur to be Angelica in reality.]

Angelica: YOU DUMB BABIES!!! Aunt Didi!

Didi: Angelica! Did Tommy do that?

Angelica: Yes, he did, Aunt Didi. Babies are so mean...

Didi: Tommy, that wasn't very nice. And we don't waste Mommy's milk.

Angelica: Come on, Cynthia. These babies are beneath us. I'm getting diaper rash just looking at 'em!

Betty: Football and devilled eggs? And it isn't even my birthday! Mmm. Go long, boys!

Chas: How long is long, Betty?

Randy: And he's down.

Lucy: Chas? How many fingers do you see?

Chas: One more than our eighth grade wood shop teacher...

Stu: The wrong guy to teach us table saw safety.

Didi: Honey, this could be serious.

Betty: [sniffs her egg] Is it me, or does this egg smell off?

Randy: [sniffs] It's you.

Betty: Oh, good.

Tommy: Who wants spring cheese?

Lil: I'll take that!

Tommy: And what about mushy taters?

Phil: Hand 'em over!

[Phil takes the mashed potatoes and stuffs them in his pants]

Chuckie: PHIL!

Phil: Oh, sorry, Chuckie. Forgotted my manners. Want some?

Susie: Ooh, these bones look like Spike food! Fetch, Spike!

Angelica: Hey, you tinkleheads! You better not have eated all the good food!

Tommy: Uh... Phil has some mushy taters.

Angelica: You're gonna get in big trouble! What am I saying? You get away with stuff just cause you're babies! Life is so unfair...

[As everyone leaves the park, Chuckie looks over to the dinosaur statue, petrified.]

Chas: It's okay, Chuckie. He can't hurt you. He's way out on that island. Come on, let's be brave guys together. [startled by a butterfly] Aah! Starting now.

[Chas places Chuckie on his shoulders. Chuckie still looks back in fear of the dinosaur statue. Cut to Betty's Beans.]

Betty: Double shot, full-fat, triple whip, and three sweetners for Jen Z.?

[Betty servers her customer, who takes a selfie on her smartphone.]

Betty: Make sure to tag us!

Didi: Hi, Betty!

Betty: Deed! Chazzie! What's shakin'?

Chas: Betty! Hey, I don't mean to alarm you, but the twins are playing with mud...

Betty: Chas, after the morning I had with them, be thankful it's mud.

Chuckie: Guys, I've 'cided something. My daddy says I'm brave, so I'm going to start being brave.

Lil: But would a brave Chuckie still be a Chuckie?

Phil: Nope. Not postible.

Tommy: If Chuckie says he's gonna be brave, he's gonna be brave!

Chuckie: You guys can stop talking like I'm not heres!

Tommy: Okay, let's play pirate adventure so you can practice.

Lil: But we're playing coffee shop.

Phil: And I'm the pasty chef!

Chuckie: That sounds like a nice game...

Tommy: How can you practice being brave playing coffee shop?

Lil: How about pirate coffee shop? Argh!

Phil: Take your seats here, scabbywags!

Lil: Here are your capta-chinos!

Phil: And here's your pirate pasties! M-arghe!

Chuckie: Um... do you have any pasties without mud?

Lil: No such thing! Eat up, mateys!

Chuckie: But some peoples don't likes to eat mud, Lillian... Tell her, Tommy.

[Tommy is already eating mud]

Tommy: What?

Chuckie: You eated it!? ...Is it good?

Tommy: Mmm, yummy. Try it, Chuckie.

Chuckie: Uh, no thank you.

Phil: The landblubber won't eat my pie!

Lil: Phillip!

Phil: Sorry, it was the pirate talking.

Lil: I thought you wanted to play pirate coffee shop so you could learn to be brave.

Chuckie: I do. I'm a brave pirate boy, so I'm gonna eat this pie. But I don't think I'm gonna like it... I...I'm a brave pirate... I'm gonna eat a little mud. Brave pirates eat mud... Uhhh... Argh...?

Narrator: Eating only bits of rotten fruit

Chuckie: I might be a worm But I not an aminal