Chuckie vs. the Vacuum/Transcript

(Alligator roars)

(Babies screaming)

Chuckie: Alligator! RUN!

Lil: Actually, its a crocodile.

Phil: Uh-uh, Lillian, its an alligator.

Lil: Crocodile, Phillip!

(Babies screaming, alligator roaring)

Tommy: All clear, Chuckie.

My daddy was just fluffing up the rug with the vacuum cleaner.

Susie: You dont need to be ascared anymore.

Chuckie: I never need to be ascareded, i just-- i am.

Sometimes its exhausting to be me.

Tommy: Sorry, Chuckie, but you're Chuckie.

Stu: Come on.

(Screaming)

It ate my sock!

(Didi screaming)

Didi: Stu, turn it off!

(grunting)

Stu: No!

Tommy: Teddy!

(Vacuum gets plugged out)

Lou: How's a fella supposed to balance his chakras with all this racket?

Didi: Pop, please get rid of this rug monster before it eats everything in the house!

Lou: Old Bertha is the best vacuum ive ever had.

Picked her up at a garage sale in 75 & she still works.

They dont make em like that anymore, so this monster is staying.

Respect.

Susie: Theres a monster in Tommy's house?

Lil: & it eats toys!

Chuckie: See, guys?

I was right to be ascared.

Tommy: We gots to get it out!

Phil: But your grandpa said the monster is staying.

Tommy: & let it keep eating our favoritest things?

Not if this baby has anything to do bout it.

If we feed the rug monster all this stuff, it wont be hungry for our toys when it wakes up.

Susie: Hey!

What is my old Debbie Doll doing here?

Lil: We was playing hide & go peek, & she hided too good.

You were right, Susie.

She does keep you up at night.

Susie: Well, chomp away, monster.

(Spike brings his mini football toy)

Tommy: Are you sure, Spikey?

(Spike whimpers)

Phil & Lil: He's sure.