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(Scene opens with a canyon under a yellow sky, a huge stream of water flows along the canal and a giant ant falls into it, the Rugrats giggle as they watch the ant flowing along the water, they are in a sandbox)
Lil: What are we gonna do now?
Tommy: I know! We can go play in Spike's house. Maybe we'll get fleas.
Phil and Lil: Yeah!
Chuckie: Gee, Tommy, Spike's house isn't very far away. (points at Spike's doghouse) Aren't you gonna try to take us on some big adventure where we can get into all kinds of trouble and maybe never get home?
Tommy: Hmm... No, not today.
Chuckie: Phew! That's a relief. (the babies run across the yard) This is great, Tommy, really great. (picks up dandelion fluff): I'm having lots of fun! (blows the fluff off the stem): Nothing's bad's gonna happen today.
(as they walk along the yard, the clouds are shown in the shape of donuts and the dandelion fluff are bigger then the babies, Chuckie goes curious seeing everything turning whimsical, flowers run along the field, a scarecrow plays along, and a tree trunk has eyes on the ends of the branches)
Chuckie: You guys, is it just me, or do things seem a little, I don't know, strange around here?
Phil: (shown among flying fish): What d'you mean, Chuckie?
Lil: (shown among flying saucer pans): Everything looks normal to me.
Tommy: Look! Spike's doghouse!
(Tommy points at a monumental-like building)
Phil and Lil: Wow!
(the babies run to the building)
Chuckie: Wait, Tommy! I don't 'member Spike's house being so big.
Tommy: Sure it is! C'mon, Chuckie!
(the babies climb the stairs and enter the building, Chuckie hesitates but goes right in, he gasps as he enters the hallway, the pillars are stone-carved dog bones and statues of animals and things are shown between the checkered floor, the babies look around)
Chuckie: Tommy, was Spike's house always so funny-looking?
Tommy: Of course. Hey, look, it's Spike!
(Spike is shown sitting on an armchair as his throne, the babies approach him, Spike is about the size of a grownup looking very sophisticated and sipping tea)
Spike: (British accent) Hello there! Just in time for a spot of tea, 'eh wot?
Chuckie: Hey! Spike's not a-posed to talk! What's going on, Tommy?
(Tommy Pickles turns around, now with a long nose, big goofy eyes, big ears, a long flapping tongue like a clown)
Tommy: (in a different high-pitched voice): I'm not Tommy! (cackles dementedly)
(It turns out to be a dream, as Chuckie wakes up in fear)
Chuckie: AAH!!
Chas: (runs in and turn on the bedroom light): Chuckie, what's wrong? Did you have a bad dream?
Chuckie: (nervously) Oh, uh...
Chas: You know, Chuckie, you don't have to be scared of your dreams. (Chuckie sees his dad with double vision before putting his glasses on) They're just pictures in your head, honey. Nothing in a dream can ever hurt you, because it isn't real. Nighty-night, Chuckie.
(Chuckie takes his glasses off as Chas kisses him goodnight, Chuckie goes back to sleep as Chas turns off the light and shuts the door, Chuckie sighs happily as he falls back to sleep)
(scene cuts to the backyard of the Pickles residence, the sky is still yellow, the babies are inside in their playpen)
Chuckie: I had the strangest dream last night, Tommy. I dreamed you was a clown. (pushes the ball to Tommy)
Phil: A clown?
Lil: Neat!
Tommy: Was I a funny clown? (pushes the ball)
Chuckie: Um... Not really.
Lil: (catches the ball): I wish Tommy was a clown, then we could feed him peanuts. (pushes the ball to Phil)
Phil: That's elephants, Lillian.
Lil: Oh, yeah.
Chuckie: At least there was no elephants in my dream.
Phil: Aw, too bad. (pushes the ball to Chuckie)
Lil: Yeah, you can't have everything, Chuckie.
Chuckie: Oh! And Spike was in my dream. He was really big, and he lived in this really big house, and he could talk.
Phil and Lil: Wow!
Tommy: That must've been great, Chuckie.
Chuckie: Well, it was at first, then it was just too strange. I didn't like it when you was a clown. (hugs the ball): I didn't like it at all.
Tommy: It was just a dream, Chuckie. (takes the ball) Let's go to my Grandpa's room and see if it still smells funny. (tosses the ball away)
Phil: (catches it): Great idea, Tommy!
Lil: Yeah, let's go! (the babies leave): Last time, it smelled like cheese.
(the babies climbs up the stairs, Chuckie realizes the stairs whimsically twisted)
Chuckie: Tommy... I'm getting tired.
Tommy: Don't worry, Chuckie, we're almost there.
(everything has changed again, the babies reach the end of the stairs, which have been turned into a spiral on wooden poles, they enter a hallway where Chuckie sees many portraits of Tommy in different abstracts of art)
Chuckie: Uh, Tommy, are you sure this is the way to your Grandpa's room?
Tommy: Sure, we've done it a jillion times.
(a door shapes itself, Tommy flies to the doorknob above the rim of the doorway and turns the knob, Tommy then pushes the door open, Chuckie gasps as the babies sees that they are in outer space, the three babies giggle and fly, but Chuckie stays behind until he decides to join them, but Chuckie suddenly falls and the babies gasp)
Chuckie: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!
(Chuckie finds himself back in his bedroom and tangled in his blanket, it was a dream again)
Chuckie: Oh... Oh, it's just a dream. (takes his glasses)
(scene cuts to the backyard of Tommy's house, the babies are behind a tree in a circle peering down on the ground)
Phil: Come on, Seabiskee!
Lil: Go, Man O' War! Go, go, go!
(two worms are shown squirming in the soil)
Chuckie: Guys, these worms are racing too good.
Lil: Gee... (takes the two worms): And worm racing sounded so fun.
(Phil takes one worm and put it to his mouth)
Tommy: Wait. I got a idea.
(scene cuts to the sandbox, Tommy grabs a little cup of water, a parade of ants stroll along a line in the sand)
Tommy: We're gonna see if ants like to swim! (picks one ant)
Phil: Yeah, and after, we can eat 'em.
(Tommy pours water in the little canal and is about to place the ant in the water)
Chuckie: Wait a minute, you guys! This is how it started.
Tommy: How what started?
Chuckie: My dream!
Phil: Dream?
Lil: What dream?
Chuckie: I already told ya! (realizes this): Oh, yeah. That was a dream, too.
Tommy: What are you talking about, Chuckie?
Chuckie: Well, see? I had a dream last night and this is ezactly how it started. Then we went to Spike's house and it was huge, and Spike was huge, too, and he could talk. (points at Tommy): And then you turned into a clown.
Phil: A clown?
Lil: Neat!
Tommy: Was I a funny clown?
Chuckie: Um... Not really.
Lil: (holds a handful of sand): I wish Tommy was a clown, then we could feed him peanuts. (drops the sand)
Phil: That's elephants, Lillian.
Lil: Oh, yeah.
Chuckie: Hey, wait a sec! I know what's going on here!
Lil: (buries Phil in sand): You do?
Chuckie: Yep, I'm dreaming again.
Phil: You can't be dreaming if you're not asleep.
Chuckie: I guess you're right. But how do I know if I'm not asleep?
Tommy: That's easy, Chuckie. If you was asleep, we could hear you snoring.
Chuckie: Well, maybe.
(Lil has Phil completely buried)
Tommy: Hey, guys! Let's go play in Spike's house.
Chuckie: Wait a sec! Now I know I'm dreaming!
Tommy: What d'you mean, Chuckie?
Chuckie: That's ezactly where we went in my dream!
Tommy: I know, Chuckie, you told us. That's where I got the idea.
Chuckie: Oh, I don't know if I can believe you.
Tommy: Well, look around. Everything's the way it's supposed to be.
Chuckie: (does so): You know? Things do look a little funny. (looks at the grass): Like this green stuff growing out of the ground.
Lil: (finishes her sand sculpture): Chuckie's that's grass.
Phil: It's always been there.
Chuckie: Sure, yeah, that's what you want me to think.
Lil: Chuckie, this can't be a dream, 'cause in dreams, you can fly. (flaps her arms and jumps out of the sandbox): See?
Tommy: If this was a dream, you could walk on top of the water. (dips his foot in the water in the sand) Ugh...
Lil: Yeah, Chuckie. And in dreams, the ground is made of chocolate ice cream.
Tommy, Chuckie and Phil: (in unison): Chocolate ice cream?!
Lil: (dips her finger in the sandbox and eats sand): Good, but not chocolate ice cream.
Tommy: See? This isn't a dream; it's just plain old real life.
Chuckie: I can't listen to you. You're not really Tommy. You're just... a dream baby. (Tommy checks himself out, kneels down going conflicted): Why can't I just wake up?
Phil: Do you think Chuckie's really dreaming, Tommy?
Lil: Maybe he just dreamed us all up.
Tommy: Hmm... I don't feel like somebody else's dream.
(Lil continues eating sand)
Phil: Maybe the whole world is just Chuckie's dream.
Tommy: Nah. If the world was all Chuckie's dream, it'd be a lot weirder.
Phil: And scarier.
Tommy: Chuckie, you're not dreaming.
Chuckie: I wish I could believe you, Dream Tommy, but you're just not real.
Tommy: C'mon, you guys. Let's go explore Spike's house. You wanna come, Chuckie?
Chuckie: No, thanks. I'm just gonna sit here and try to wake up.
(the babies leave as Chuckie lies down in the sandbox until a big daddy long legs crawls up to him)
Chuckie: AAAAHHHH! (smiles and realizes he is "dreaming") Hey, you can't hurt me!
(Chuckie, in an uncharacteristically courageous move, crushes the daddy long legs with his hand and kills it, he chortles and decides to join the babies)
Chuckie: Uh, hi, guys!
Phil: Hi, Chuckie. Did you finally figure out that you're not dreaming?
Chuckie: Uh, no, I'm dreaming, all right. (points at a flock of birds): Look at those weird things in the sky.
Lil: Those are birds.
Chuckie: Call 'em whatever you want, Dream Lil, but in real life, there's no way they could stay up in the air like that.
Lil: Huh?
Chuckie: Listen, dream babies, I figures something out. Since this is a dream, I can do anything I want!
Tommy: What?
Chuckie: See, in real life, you could get into trouble or get hurt. But in a dream, nothing can ever hurt you 'cause it isn't real! So let's go find that talking Spike! (points at Tommy): And Dream Tommy, don't try to scare me with that clown face again. It's just silly.
(Tommy, Phil and Lil look at each other in confusion until the four Rugrats stroll along the backyard)
Tommy: Look, Spike's house!
Phil and Lil: Wow!
Chuckie: (sees Spike asleep in his regular doghouse): That's it? What about all the pointy towers and draw-bergers and everything? (goes to Spike): Hey, Spike! How 'bout some o' that tea? (Spike slowly opens his eyes at Chuckie) What's the matter, Spike? How come you're not talking?
(Spike leaves in a huff, the babies see chewed-up object in the doghouse)
Tommy: Let's go in.
Chuckie: Uh, this is too boring. I'm not gonna spend my dream doing dumb things I can do any day of the week. You dream babies do what you want. I'm gonna do something really fun!
Phil: What're gonna do, Chuckie?
Tommy: Drive a firetruck?
Lil: Go stupid diving for treasure?
Phil: Eat a entire ant farm?
Chuckie: Nah. I'm gonna... I'm gonna go into the next yard!
(the three babies gasp in horror)
Tommy: Chuckie, there's a big mean monster dog in there! You could get hurt!
Chuckie: (proudly): Don't worry, Dream Tommy. If worse comes to worser, I'll just wake up in my own bed.
Tommy: Chuckie!
Chuckie: (picks up a pot of flowers and moves it to the side): I understand if you don't wanna go. (opens the plank of the fence to the next yard): After all, it's my dream.
Tommy: B--but, Chuckie!
Chuckie: Sorry, Dream Tommy, I gotta hurry! I could wake up any minute. (he heads to the next yard and approaches the sleeping bulldog) Hello, Mr. Monster Dog. Long time, no see.
(the bulldog wakes up and growls at Chuckie, Tommy, Phil and Lil gasp)
Lil: Who ever knowed Chuckie was so brave?
Phil: I guess you never really know another baby 'til you been in his dreams.
Tommy: You guys, Chuckie isn't dreaming! We gotta get him outta there! Chuckie!!
(Chuckie slips on a dog bone and lands on his bottom)
Chuckie: Ow! (rubs his bottom): Hey, that hurt.
Tommy: Chuckie, are you okay?
Chuckie: Yeah, I'm okay. (gets up): It's just that my dad said in dreams, you can't get hurt. (he sees the bulldog snarling ferociously at him, gulps nervously): Uh-oh... (the bulldogs continues to growl as his mouth drools profusely) AAAAAAAHHHHH!!! I'M AWAKE, I'M AWAKE!!!
(Chuckie runs away to the fence as the bulldog chases him)
Tommy: RUN, CHUCKIE, RUN!!!
(Chuckie continues to run until he trips on a loose branch, the three babies gasp in horror, Chuckie gasps as the bulldog leaps then nears to a frightened Chuckie)
Tommy: (picks up a loose branch): Hey, doggie! (the bulldog sees this) Fetch, doggie, fetch! (Tommy throws the branch further away from Chuckie, the bulldog goes after it, Chuckie runs back to Tommy's backyard and catches his breath) You made it!
Chuckie: So I guess I'm not dreaming after all, huh? Hey, wait a minute! (takes Tommy): If I'm not dreaming, then I really went into the next yard where the dog is!
Lil: Yeah, Chuckie, you was real brave!
Phil: Yeah, that dog coulda eated you!
Chuckie: You guys... I don't feel so good. (faints)
(scene cuts to the Finster residence at night, Chas tucks Chuckie in bed)
Chas: Goodnight, Chuckie. Sleep tight. (kisses Chuckie goodnight, Chuckie sighs and goes to sleep) Ah, for the untroubled sleep of the innocent. (Chas turns off Chuckie's light and leaves the room. Downstairs, he sees what appears to be Stu facing away from him) Stu, I didn't know you were coming over!
(Stu turns around to reveal he has a silly clown-like face like Tommy's but with big blue eyes)
Stu: (high pitched): I'm not Stu! (laughs dementedly)
(This all turns out to be a nightmare Chas is having, as he wakes up from his dream in his own bed)
Chas: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
(As he screams long and loud, the house pulls away from the screen ending the episode)