[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[gasps]
Hmm?
[intriguing music]
♪ ♪
Hon, where are all the groceries?
I--oh.
What are they doing in--
[kids screaming]
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Oof! [groans]
[bouncy jazz music]
[kids panting] [grunts]
Oof!
[stopwatch beeping]
And time.
[panting] That was--
whew--our best run yet.
You're probably wondering what Clyde and I are doing.
[dishes clatter]
[whimpers] Well, it's a fun story.
A few years ago, to draw in more business
to the Food & Fuel, Flip started a contest
to reward his one millionth customer.
[playful music]
Nacho, drop the flyers!
♪ ♪
[people screaming]
[chaotic music]
The end is finally here.
[people screaming]
♪ ♪
"Flup's one millionth customer contest."
Should we tell Flip he spelled "customer" wrong?
He also spelled "Flip" wrong.
And yet he got "millionth" right.
The winner gets 30 seconds to run through the store
and take as much merchandise as they can.
To keep track of all the customers,
Flip installed a counter behind the cash register.
Over time, the counter was buried,
and Flip never brought up the contest again.
But Clyde and I never forgot.
In fact, we installed a camera nearby
to keep track of the customer count.
And today's the day we're almost there.
Lincoln! The tracker just hit 999,920.
Only 80 customers to go.
Great--we have time for one more drill,
and then we got to go.
[both screaming]
[phone buzzes and beeps]
Check it out.
Now there's only 68 to go.
All we have to do is wait for 67 more customers to go in,
then we make our move.
[intriguing music]
[both exclaim]
Oh, I can't believe this.
Not a single person has shown up.
[groans] of all the days for business to slow down.
We're so close.
Look at all that glorious merch
just waiting for us to grab it.
[musical flourish]
- Ah! - Stop drooling on the glass!
Nacho just cleaned that.
[hisses]
We're just gonna have to take matters into our own hands
and drum up business for Flip's ourselves.
"Take a trip to Flip's." I like it.
I'll handle the spinning part.
Are you sure?
Have you ever spun a sign before?
No. But how hard can it be?
[grunts]
[playful music]
- Land sakes! - Was that a tornado?
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa! - When will it stop?
[loud crash]
Don't worry, buddy.
I got this.
[big band music]
Take a trip to Flip's.
Wow, look at that!
♪ ♪
[mob cheers]
How are you so good at this?
Remember that summer I spent at baton camp?
Guess my dads were right.
I did develop a skill I'd use later in life.
[phone buzzes and beeps]
Looks like spinning brought in 20 new customers.
But we're gonna need to think bigger to bring in the rest.
Come on!
[playful music]
[horn beeps]
Sorry about that.
Bernie keeps distracting me with armpit farts.
[armpit farting]
I wasn't distracted by anything.
I just wanted to ram into you!
♪ ♪
All right, everyone.
Step right up and enjoy a shopping trip to Flip's.
This was fun.
I haven't had jerky in ages.
The tracker says only one more customer left.
Let's make our move.
I'd like to buy this, please.
Oh, fiddlesticks.
Where's my wallet?
Oh.
[snores]
Lincoln, she's gonna be the millionth customer.
We can't let her win.
Hmm.
[snoring]
[sneaky music]
♪ ♪
[both straining]
Oh, there's my wallet.
Uh! But where's the store?
Oh!
[laughs mischievously]
[triumphant music]
We did it!
We're only one away.
[squeals]
♪ ♪
You're only one away from what?
What are you chumps up to?
You both seem weirder than usual.
[intriguing music]
Uh, we're not weirder than usual.
We're at the same amount of weird we usually are.
And if you have a problem with our weirdness,
then, uh, maybe you need to work on your--
uh, on your weirdness tolerance!
[panting]
Breathe, buddy.
What have we here?
[both straining]
Wah!
[both screaming]
One millionth customer, huh?
So that's what you're one away from.
Too bad I'm gonna beat you to it.
[both gasp]
[grunts] Oof!
- Ha! - Wh-what?
Remember after baton camp,
my dads sent me to boomerang camp?
Who knew that would come in handy one day too?
Uh, come on.
Let's do this.
[playful music]
♪ ♪
Whoa! Oof!
[both scream]
[loud crash]
both: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
[loud crash]
Ah! [loud crash]
Oh, no, you don't. [all straining]
all: Ah! Oof!
Later, losers.
[both growl]
[both screaming] Ah!
[loud crashing]
Get out of the way!
[all grunting]
Lincoln, I'm not playing around!
You're the worst!
Clyde, stop!
[loud crash]
[snickers]
Whoa...
Ah! Eyeball freeze!
Hey, Flip.
[music playing faintly]
Hey, Flip!
I'm buying this.
[dramatic music]
both: [in slow-motion] No!
No!
♪ ♪
[both grunt]
[cash register dings]
[noisemakers tooting, counter beeping]
[bell ringing]
Well, look at that.
You're my one millionth customer.
Yes!
Whoo!
[laughs]
I--I can't believe we lost--
and that Flip never learned how to spell his name right.
Oopsie. Good catch.
All those years of work for nothing.
[blows raspberry]
Nice try, losers.
Ha!
Okay, Flip, I'm ready to collect my prize.
I believe I get 30 seconds to grab as much merch as I can.
Knock yourself out, Chief.
[laughs]
What the what?
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[wind whistling]
[all gasp]
[laughs]
You gotta get up pretty early in the morning
to fool ole Flip.
Nacho here overheard you dunderheads talking
in the parking lot and clued me in.
So while you were busy tearing each other apart,
I had him move all the merchandise out.
Call it a restocking day. [both snicker]
Oh, there is one thing left.
[gasps]
Flipeos?
That's it?
Be careful eating 'em.
[air poofs] - Ugh.
They're older than you are.
This is so unfair.
I'm the one who cheats people.
You stink, Flip, and that's coming from someone
whose dad works in the sewer.
Eh, it's not bad.
[groans]
[door slams] [both wince]
Well, we may not have won,
but we did get to see Chandler lose.
Small comfort in a cruel world.
- [sighs] - And where do you two bozos
think you're going?
I suppose I should say thank you.
While you were trying to get to one million,
you actually gave me the best day of business I ever had.
And that includes the time the supermarket
down the street flooded...
[whispers] Suspiciously.
[both snickering]
I think that deserves a reward.
[both gasp]
Okay, to show my "gratitudinal" thanks of appreciation,
you guys get ten seconds to take whatever you can.
Ready, Nacho?
Only ten?
The flyer said 30.
Fine. I'll meet you halfway.
You get ten seconds.
- But we-- - We'll take it.
Ready, Nacho?
On your mark, get set, go.
[whistle blows, kids scream]
[jazzy piano music]
♪ ♪
- Thank you. - Ah!
Got it. Ha!
[screams]
I didn't know they'd be such pros!
Uh!
[screams]
That was everything I ever dreamed of.
Someday, we'll be telling our grandchildren about this.
Come on, Clyde.
We can celebrate for a little while,
but then we got to start training again.
We need to be in shape to become
the two millionth customer.
Yeah, I'm not foolish enough to go through this again.
Nacho.
[grunts]
Ah!
[snickers]
♪ Cramped inside this tiny space ♪
♪ May sound bad but ain't the case ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪ - ♪ Loud house ♪
♪ Duck and dodge and push and shove ♪
♪ That's the way we show our love ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪ - ♪ Loud house ♪
♪ Laundry piles stacked up high ♪
♪ Hand-me-downs that make me cry ♪
♪ Stand in line to take a pee ♪
♪ Never any privacy ♪
♪ Chaos with 11 kids ♪
♪ That's the way it always is ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪