Rugrats in Paris: The Movie

I believe in the playground.

It's my favouritest place

in the whole wild world.

But two yesterdays ago a bad thing

happened when we was playing there.

Some big boys took my brother's binky

and buried it in the sandbox.

Binky bye-bye.

They maked my brother cry.

So I said:
"Dilly,

this is a job for the Bobfather."

You come to me

on the day of this wedding,

and ask me to take care of the boys

who made your brother cry?

No. Dil just wants a new binky.

That's it? A binky?

I don't get to squeeze no one's head

or pull no one's hair?

- No.

- Binky, peeze!.

Dumb baby. Can't even make

a good wish. All right, kiss my ring.

Go send the next one in,

and tell him to bring a sponge.

Nine, eleven, twenty...

Chuckie!. You're not supposed to look

at your feet when you're dancing.

But I gots to, Susie. They just keep

getting all tanglied up.

Faster, Phillip!.

We gots to get to the peoples on top.

- I gots dibs on the feets.

- Phil, Lil...

The Bobfather wants to see you now.

I can't believe

Angelica saw that movie last night.

I can't mother and merger

at the same time.

She only saw a scene or two.

It couldn't have made an impression.

Bobfather, we founded this in our crib.

That's what you get for wiping

your boogers on Cynthia.

So that's where I left them!

Let's give a round of applause to

this week's number one newly-weds:

Mr and Mrs Lou and Lulu Pickles!

Let's show these whippersnappers

how it's done.

I didn't get these plastic hips

for nothing!

Think you'll ever tie the knot again?

'Cause I got a cousin who's lookin'.

Big bones, broad shoulders...

And she can eat her weight in cheese!

Thanks, Betty, but cheese

gives me hives. So does dating.

Boy, Lou and Lulu sure can boogie.

You're like family to me, Finster.

Name your wish.

Gosh, Bobfather,

I don't know what to wish for.

Just pick something already!

I don't mean your nose!

Come on, Chuckie.

Granpa Lou's throwing the gardener.

I'll take that binky.

There you go, Drooly.

It fell off a truck.

See, Dilly? You got your wish.

- I'm really happy for you, Pop.

- Yeah, Lulu's a great lady.

Yep, she's a keeper! 'Course,

no one will ever replace your mother.

It's her love in here that helped

this old geezer love again.

Now it's time for a special dance

for all the kids and their mums.

Mummy just loves dancing

with her handsome boys.

Angelica!

Wait, Angelica! I think I know

what I want to wish for.

I'd kinda like to have a new mummy.

Sorry, Finster, game's over. Besides,

I'm wanted on the dance floor.

But that's my wish.

It's getting late, Chuckie.

What do you say we head home?

Chuckie, what are you doing up?

I was just looking through

some of our old things.

Remember your Wawa?

Your mummy made it for you.

Oh, Chuckie, your mum was

an amazing woman.

I bet she's in heaven right now

looking down on us.

I've been missing her

so much, Chuckie.

Maybe we could use

a mummy's touch around here.

Huh, little guy?

You got to love the lnternet.

Behold the future of dating.

What are they doing?

My daddy's helping your daddy

catch some dates in a net.

- What are dates?

- Big raisins that make you poop.

- What is it with you babies and poop?

- Where do you want us to start?

Wow! My own web page!

"Chas Finster.

Bureaucrat. Bachelor."

- Are you sure this is gonna work?

- Look, you already have 1 2 dates.

That's triple my lifetime record.

Look at this one. She loves sunsets,

long walks on sandy beaches

and "is not allowed

in the state of Kentucky".

I don't know about this, Stu.

Let me put it to you this way.

Dates is for people like Mr Chuckie's

dad who don't got no wife.

But why does Chuckie's daddy

need a wife?

What I have to put up with!

'Cause if his daddy gets a new wife,

then Chuckie gets a new mummy.

I'm really gonna get my wish?

Yeah, so long as you stay

in my good flavour.

I didn't know she had a good flavour.

Guys! I'm gonna gets a mummy!

I bet she's gonna be clean

and cuddly and nice.

- Sounds great, Chuckie.

- I hope she's not too clean.

Get off your derrieres and get this

show on the road! Tout de suite!

I love the sound of panicked

scurrying feet in the morning.

Don't you, Jean-Claude?

It moves me deeply, Madame.

That Reptar is a nuisance

He's a thorn in our side

The way things are going

Our village will be fried

That Stu Pickles!

I want that nincompoop inventor

here within 24 hours,

or another head will roll.

I'll take care of it personally.

Kira! Madame LaBouche

wants her Pickles. Now!

Hello?

- Hello?

- Mr Pickles?

This is Kira Watanabe

from EuroReptar.

Sorry to call so late, but the Reptar

that you designed has broken down.

My boss is having a fit.

Reptar's a hit? That's great.

We need you to come to Paris

on the next flight.

Paris. Oh yeah, the city of lights.

Madame kindly

recommends that you...

Come with my family and friends?

Okey-dokey. Here...

HeLLo? Mr PickLes?

Are you stiLL there?

Hey, Dee, we're going to France.

Oh Stu, I'm too tired to dance.

France!

I'm going to France and you're not.

I already learned how

to parsley-voo-francy.

Which, for your information,

means "speak French".

No one likes a show-off, Susie.

We're headin' out, babies

There we go

Get your stubby legs moving

No time to pick your nose

We've got stuff to do

Let's take Spike too

We're on our way to France

Don't forget our underpants

We're heading out, babies

We're on our way

Here we go on a big exciting trip

We're heading up, up, up, up, up

Hang on to your diapies

Don't lose your bib

Get moving babies

I hope we're all packed

We don't know when

we're gonna get back

No time to worry 'bout getting stinky

I hope you remember

to pack your binky

We're taking off. Whee!

We're on our way to France, Paris

- How do you work this thing?

- I don't know.

I think I'm gonna scream.

Guess Robosnail thought he could fly.

Press a button, get a mummy!

I never saw a mummy button before.

Let's see what kind of mummy

your button gots, Chuckie.

Hey, I wanted to press

the button, Lillian!

You want the button, Phillip?

You can't handle the button!

Oh look, a toy that was

already broken.

Unfortunately, the union forbids me

from picking it up.

That's a job for your mummy.

Somebody got up

on the wrong side of the bread.

- Let's try again.

- No, let's not, Lillian.

I'll just wait for the Bobfather

to bring her. Whenever that is.

Let's go ask her.

She just sneaked behind that curtain.

- Hey, what's the big idea?

- Hi, Angelica!

For feet's sake! Can't you see this

is the 'no dumb babies' section?

Sorry, but Chuckie was wondering

when his new mummy was coming.

I'm...working on it.

And I almost had a good one,

but I got so hungry

I had to sit down.

- Maybe you need a nap.

- Or cookies.

- Or cookies.

- And ice cream.

- Which happens to be in that kitchen!

- Be right back. Come on!

Where they going?

There's lots of neat stuff down here.

Like a hairy toothbrush,

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