- ♪
- Okay. Next up... - ...on the iCarly...
- ...we wanna do something nice...
- ...for our weird little friend, Gibby.
- He has a dog named Grubbles.
- And Grubbles just went through
a very difficult break-up with a frisky French poodle.
- She really jerked him around.
- So we thought we'd cheer up Grubbles....
- ...and help him get his confidence back...
- ...by giving him his own...
- BOTH:
- Now, here's Grubbles' before picture.
That's a face only a Gibby could love.
- But take a look at Grubbles now.
- ♪
- SAM: Uh-huh, Grubbles.
- FREDDIE: Whoo.
- CARLY: Yeah!
- Looking good, Grubbles.
- CARLY: What's up, hot stuff?
- So, how does Grubbles like his new look?
- Oh, he loves it.
And it's been a real boost to his self esteem.
- Well, we're about to boost him even higher.
- Yep, we're gonna make him feel super special...
- ...by giving Grubbles his very own...
- BOTH:
- Grubbles, Grubbles, Grubbles.
- REPORTER: Come on, let's go.
- They took a lot of pics.
- Pics we'll be posting right here at iCarly.com.
- So make sure you look at 'em.
- Look at them.
- Freddie Benson.
- Mom, we're in the middle of the show.
- I don't care. You have some explaining to do.
- Mom, can we talk about this later?
Sam, don't take the--Come on.
- This could be very fun to watch.
- What's so important?
- Maybe you'd like to explain the contents of this baggie?
- What is that?
- Oh, you don't recognize this asparagus
that I put on your dinner plate?
- Mom, can we-- Don't shoot this.
- Sorry, I can't hear you over this embarrassment.
- Mom, please, leave.
- After you finish your vegetables.
- Oh, my--
- You better finish that with "gosh."
- Dear gosh, please make her leave.
- Dude, just finish your asparagus
so we can get on with the show.
- ♪ When a big boy eats his vegetables-- ♪
- Don't sing the song.
In five, four, three, two.
- ♪
- CARLY: ♪ I know you see ♪
♪ Somehow the world will change for me ♪
- ♪ And be so wonderful ♪
♪ Live life, breathe air ♪
♪ I know somehow we're gonna get there ♪
- ♪ And feel so wonderful ♪
♪ It's all for real ♪
♪ I'm telling you just how I feel ♪
♪ So wake up the members of my nation ♪
- ♪ It's your time to be ♪
♪ There's no chance unless you take one ♪
- ♪ Every time to see ♪
♪ The brighter side of every situation ♪
♪ Some things are meant to be ♪
♪ So give your best and leave the rest to me ♪
♪ Leave it all to me ♪ - ♪ Leave it all to me ♪
♪ Leave it all to me ♪
♪ Just leave it all to me ♪
♪
- ♪
- What's all the--
Asparagus.
- GUY: [laugh] Benson.
- Yeah, so clever.
I bet you guys win a "Clevy".
- GIBBY: Hey, Freddie.
Guess what they're serving in the cafeteria tomorrow.
- Oh, is it asparagus? 'Cause that'd be so hilarious.
- No, it's fish sticks.
What's your problem?
- Hey, hey. I'm sorry.
- No, I'm sorry.
- Hey, Gibby.
- Freddie hurt my feelings.
- What'd you say to Gibby?
- It's all my mom's fault.
Don't you think she's a lunatic?
- Totally.
You know she's outside in her car waiting for you?
- Let her wait.
- There you go. - Where I go?
- Your mom pushes you around and treats you like a baby
'cause you let her.
- Well no more.
She's gonna have to deal with the fact
that I'm a man now.
- Man?
- Yo-dee-yo-dee-yo.
Look at Sammy's wad of cash.
Admire the wad.
- Whoa. - How much money is that?
- Guess. Here's a hint.
- 350? - 360.
- Where'd it come from? - These are deposits.
People wanna pay us to makeover their pets
and take pics of 'em like we did on iCarly.
- So, are we gonna do it? - Why not?
- Heck, yeah. View the wad.
- MRS. BENSON: Freddie!
- Uh-oh.
- Enter the dragon.
- I have been waiting outside for nine and a half minutes.
- So? - MRS. BENSON: So?
When you were ready to be born, did I keep you waiting?
- Yes, you were pregnant with me for 11 months.
- I wanted to make sure you were done.
- Mrs. Benson, you're kind of drawing a crowd.
- Oh, are you all Freddie's friends?
- No, no, mom. They're not all my friends.
- Who wants to see his baby pictures?
- I do.
- I've got a bunch on my phone.
- Mrs. Benson... - Mom, do not show them--
- Here's Freddie wearing his special diapers.
Oh, and here's baby Freddie in the bathtub.
- I'm out!
- ♪
- Pig, right there. Okay.
Excuse me, I need to--
I'm sorry.
I just need to get through here, I'm sorry.
Excuse me, I gotta--
- So, basically, we offer three packages.
The deluxe package...
- CARLY: Okay, over here.
- ...five by seven, and a three by five.
- Dude, what-up with all the animals?
- I know, our pet photography business is blowin' up.
- CARLY: Okay, over here.
Right here. - SAM: That's so good.
- Carly, I gotta talk to you.
- [sighs] What? I'm kinda busy.
- I didn't realize your pet photography thing
was gonna be this big a production.
- And I told you we were gonna do--
- Hey, feel my hand.
- It's wet and warm.
- I know. The puppy peed on it.
- Ew, why did you ask me to touch it?
- Hello. - Excuse us.
- Everyone who does not live or work here,
please step into the hallway.
- Into the hallway, please.
- Let's go. - OLIVER: Go on.
- STEWART: Now, out there. - OLIVER: Run along.
- Thank you.
- All right, go, go, go, go, go.
- Um, you guys can't just cut in front of everyone else.
- Hush, please.
- Hey, what kinda cat--
- Distance!
- Look, if you guys want us to take pics of your cat,
you're gonna have to go--
- We don't need you to take pictures of Harmoo.
- Harmoo?
- So, you all decided to open up
a little pet photography business.
- Yeah.
- Well, stop it. - Right now.
- Okay, who are you-- - My name is Stewart Butler.
- I'm Oliver Pazely.
- We're, the petographers.
- So? You're photographers?
- Pet... - ...ographers.
- Pet. - Pet.
- STEWART: We have the most prestigious
pet photography studio in Seattle.
- And we're not going to let some children roon it.
- Do you mean "ruin"? - That's what I said.
- No, "ruin" has two syllables. - I say "roon".
- Well get outta here before I roon your face.
- Hey, remember aunt Margaret?
Instead of "window", she used to say "winder".
"Spencer, open that 'winder'."
She's dead now.
She fell out a "winder."
I'm kidding, she had a heart attack.
Go on?
- Who says there can't be
two pet photography businesses in Seattle?
- Uh, I think we did. Did we not?
- We did. - See?
- You guys can't just walk in here
and force us to shut down our business.
- So you want things to get ugly?
- Things got ugly when you walked in the room.
- You've been warned.
- Whoa.
They backed out of the room.
- ♪
- [knocking]
- SPENCER: Hey, Mrs. Benson. - I'm here to get Freddie.
- Oh, he crashed on our couch.
Ah, maybe you oughtta just let him sleep.
- But it's been three weeks. - Three weeks?
- Ever since Freddie was born,
I de-waxed his ears on every third Friday,
which was yesterday.
But he refused to let me.
- Well, you know teenagers and their ears.
- All right. I'll just go then.
- Mom!
You tried to vacuum my ear while I was sleeping?!
- Please let me finish.
- No, you treat me like a child
and I'm not gonna put up with it anymore.
- What does that mean?
- I'm moving out!
- MRS. BENSON: Freddie!
Freddie!
- This is fantastic.
- ♪
- Okay, that was too much fun.
- I know, I would go ice skating every night.
- Except now we can't
because we've been banned from The Frozen Oval.
- It's not my fault.
That big dude kept bumpin' into me.
- So you had to jack-slap him in front of his kids?
- [laughter]
- Okay, how 'bout a little snackage?
I could make spaghetti tac...
- Get 'em, Spencer! Get 'em! - [angry meowing]
- SPENCER: [screams] Get off me! Get it off my face!
[screaming]
- Are you okay? - You all right?
- Get Harmoo!
- [screams] - [screams]
- [meowing]
- CARLY: Are you okay? - SPENCER: Yeah.
Where are they?
Where? [babbling]
- Why were they here?
- Our studio!
- Oh!
- CARLY: Hurry!
I bet I know who did this.
- ♪
- So, what do you want us to do?
- What do we want you to do?
- We want you to arrest the petographers
for vandalizing our studio.
- But taze them first.
- Yeah, taze them hard.
- What-up with your face?
- I told you, their possessed cat attacked me.
- Harmoo? He's just a pussycat.
- No, he is not just a--
- Wait, how do you know their cat's name?
- Are you friends with those guys?
- I know them.
They took some very nice photos of my daughter's bunny for free.
- Why didn't they charge you?
- 'Cause I'm a cop,
and the petographers don't charge cops.
- Oh, so that means
they can just break into our apartment,
trash the place, and you don't even care?
- Watch the attitude.
I haven't forgotten about "Pee on Carl."
Here.
- You're giving me a ticket? - Yes.
That vehicle has no license plate.
- It's a prop. - So are you.
Show us out, please.
- He called me a prop.
- So are they gonna go arrest Stewart and Ollie?
- SAM: No.
- The cops are all buddy-buddy with them.
- A total chiz.
- CARLY: So now what?
- Well, we're not gonna quit and let those prune-pops win.
We gotta fix this place back up and keep taking pet pics.
- My mom eats prune-pops.
- Even if we do fix everything,
what's gonna stop Stewart and Ollie
from coming back and trashing the place again?
- Well, we could set up our pet photography studio
in my new apartment.
Mm-hmm.
- ♪
- Welcome to casa del Fred-o.
- This is where you live?
- Yep, it's all mine.
You like it?
- Uh-huh, yeah. - Sure.
- And I'm sure it'll be really nice
after you paint it, hang some curtains.
- Move to a new place that's less disgusting.
- CARLY: Sam.
- I don't care what she says.
Lewbert rented me this place
for only a hundred bucks a month,
and now my mom can't-- - [loud crashing sound]
- It's all right!
That happens whenever somebody uses the elevator.
- Hey, there's no bathroom in here.
- There's a sink.
- We can't run a pet photography business
out of this dump.
Let's just rebuild it in the iCarly studio.
- So the petographers can come trash it again?
- They won't leave us alone. - They will if we teach them a .
- What do you mean?
- They hit us, we hit them back, harder.
That's the Seattle way.
- You mean we trash their studio?
- No, Freddie, I mean we rub ourselves
with sweet mustard and sing show tunes.
- I just wanted to confirm what you were saying
so there wasn't any kind of conf--
- Wow, you can actually feel the awkward.
- Hello, Freddie.
I didn't realize you'd have women here.
I brought you a prune-pop.
- Please, don't try to talk me into moving back in with you.
- Oh, I won't.
Actually, I think living on your own
will be a positive thing for you.
Perhaps you'll even--
You get up to your room this instant, Freddie Benson!
I am your mother and you will do as I say!
- No.
- I blame you. - What, me?
- You're the one who got Freddie interested in girls,
and ever since then
his boy-chemistry's been all out of whack.
- Mom, I'm perfectly in whack.
I think you should go.
- No, I'm sorry, I have to leave.
And when you realize
you can't handle living on your own,
you may come home,
where I'll be waiting for you
with a big steaming bowl of I-told-you-so.
- I'm not coming home. I live here now.
- Eat this prune-pop!
- I don't want that prune-pop.
- Goodbye!
- ♪
- And we're in.
- Wow, 17 seconds.
- That's her personal best.
- Whoa. Nice studio.
- These poo-tographers must make a fortune.
Alright, come on.
Let's get destructive.
Got spray paint for Carly,
hammer for Freddie-- - Yeah.
--and a big old baseball bat for momma.
Let's get wrecking.
- Wait.
I'm nervous.
- Why?
- This is my first vandalism.
- It's easy.
- Oh, what have you ever vandalized?
- Stewart and Ollie! - What?
- They're here! They're coming in!
- Don't surrender, hide.
- Come on.
- Maybe the best dinner I've ever had.
- That tuna carpaccio?
- Like being kissed by a fish.
- I know.
- All right, your highness,
you get comfy on your kitty pillow,
and I'm gonna make myself a hot cup of blue tea.
- Abort.
- We gotta get outta here.
- After we trash the place.
- Sam!
- We'll get caught. Come on.
- Go! Run!
- ♪
- CARLY: You see Sam yet? - FREDDIE: Nope.
- CARLY: Sam! - Where have you been?
- I needed to pick something up on the way home.
- You kidnapped Harmoo?
- How great am I?
- So now what? - HARMOO: [purring]
- We send Stewart and Ollie an e-mail.
- That says...?
- "If you want Harmoo back,
"you better come clean up our studio tomorrow
and never bother us again."
- Let's call the police. - No!
It says: "If you call the cops, we shave the cat."
- ♪
- Spencer, wake up.
Spencer.
- No, Harmoo, don't bite that.
Dude.
What are--what are you doing?
- Is it okay if I sleep here?
- What's wrong with your new apartment?
- I'm scared to sleep there by myself.
- You're too old to be scared.
Anyway, why don't you just go back home with your mom?
- No, if I do that she'll never stop treating me
like a five-year-old.
- All right.
You can sleep on the chair.
- Thanks.
Wait, how come you're sleeping on the couch?
- I dunno.
- What's wrong with your room?
- Nothing.
- FREDDIE: Well, then why aren't--
- I saw a spider in there!
- Goodnight. - SPENCER: Goodnight.
- ♪
- I need to report a missing little boy.
He's 15.
Well, that's little to me.
Uh, he's about 5 foot--
Wait, the chip.
I forgot I chipped him.
- Mom? - [gasps]
Freddie!
[gasps] Are you broken?
- I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.
- Oh, I was so worried.
I came in first thing this morning and--
- I'm fine.
- Please move back.
I need my little Fredward at home where he belongs.
- Promise not to embarrass me in public anymore?
- Cross my heart.
- Unlock all the channels on my tv?
- Not the nature network.
- Mom?
- But the elephants, with their--
- Mom.
- All right. Oh!
- There.
Your studio is exactly how we found it.
- Spic and span.
- STEWART: All right?
Now where is our beloved Harmoo?
- Are you guys gonna leave us alone?
- Yes!
- Get the cat.
- SPENCER: [screaming]
- Who left Harmoo in my bathroom?
- CARLY: Us. - SAM: We did.
- SPENCER: I didn't know he was in there.
I opened the door and he attacked my face again.
- Hi, Freddie.
- Where's Harmoo now?
- I don't know.
He jumped out the window and ran across the ledge.
- On the ledge? - CARLY: What?
Freddie can see Harmoo out his window!
- OLIVER: Oh, no.
- ♪
- Get over here.
- Is he out there?
- Is Harmoo all right?
- Yeah, he's just chilling on the ledge.
- There he is.
- OLIVER: Harmoo! Harmoo!
Why are you acting out?
- He's usually so well-behaved.
- SPENCER: Well-behaved?
Every time he sees me he sinks his claws into my face.
No. No.
All right, move.
- Be careful. - Yeah, sure.
- Don't startle Harmoo. - Hey, guess what?
- What? - Shut up.
Here, Harmoo.
Look, Harmoo, my face is all vulnerable.
- Closer. - You're almost there.
- SPENCER: Here, kitty, kitty--
[screaming]
- He's safe! - Let's leave!
- Great meeting you guys!
- FREDDIE: Come on, man. - [groaning]
- FREDDIE: Get up. - Get up.
- CARLY: Okay, ready? - Go.
- What do you do if your foot catches on fire?
- Go to iCarly.com. - Correct.
What do you do if a bear swallows your little brother?
- Go to iCarly.com. - Yes.
What do you if you can't find your pants?
- Go to iCarly.com. - Good girl.
What do you do if a bear catches on fire
then swallows your pants?
- Go to iCarly.com. - Exactly.
What do you do-- - Go to iCarly.com.
- How did you know? - Had a feeling.
- Hmm. Wanna get some chicken wings?
- Yup.
- [ding] - MAN: Mmm!
- ♪