[upbeat jazz music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
- "Well, Ace, we've narrowed down
"the suspects to...
"'The Card Shark,' 'Snake Eyes,'
"and 'The Old Maid, but which one made off
"with the golden die?"
- "It's as clear as the mustache
"on your face, Jack!
"Only one of these villains could have done the deed--
"and that is..."
My money's on "The Card Shark."
- Same. The guy never blinks.
You just can't trust him.
Okay, let's see.
Boom! Nailed it!
We just solved our fifth case in a row.
We're on a hot streak!
[door opens]
- [sniffling, whining]
- Hey, Leni.
How was work? - [sobbing]
Terrible! - What happened?
I thought things were going great at the store.
- They were!
Until this afternoon.
Your receipt's in the bag, along with some samples
of our new scent: "Sugar Cookie Sunshine."
[whimsical music]
That skirt would look greaton you.
And it also makes a cute poncho!
- [gasps] You just changed my life!
- [clears throat] Uh, Leni?
- Hi, Mrs. Carmichael!
How's the monthly inventory going?
- Not great.
Several scarves have gone missing.
Can you come with me? - Are we going
on a scavenger hunt?
[sniffling] There was no scavenger hunt.
She thinks I stole the scarves! [sniffling]
- What? Why would she think that?
- They were all from my department,
and they all went missing in the month
that I've worked there, so she said
she had to let me go.
And I said, "Go where?"
And she said, "That means you're fired!"
[wailing]
- That is so unfair.
Leni would never steal anything.
- This is worse than the time Crazy 8 was falsely accused
of stacking the deck.
If only there was someone
who could help clear Leni's name.
- You mean like us?
- Lincoln, I know we have these amazingly accurate uniforms,
but we're just 11-year-old boys.
- 11-year-old boys who just solved
their fifth case in a row.
We're ready to deal out some justice.
- Wow, you just sounded like Ace.
If I had hair on my arms, it would be standing up.
[heroic music]
So cute for fall.
Jack to Ace: No suspects sighted
by the mini-backpacks, over.
- Copy, no suspects by the-- whoa!
- Cool costume. I'm playing superheroes, too!
Wanna see my hideout? - Ah!
Actually, this isn't a costume, it's a uniform.
And I'm not playing, I'm investigating.
Where are your parents?
- My mom's too busy to play, too.
- Ace!
Suspect spotted by the scarves,
and you won't believe who it is.
- Sorry, kid, gotta follow this lead.
[rousing jazz noir music]
♪ ♪
Gabby? It can't be her.
She lent me her safety goggles in gym.
♪ ♪
It's totally her.Come on!
♪ ♪
- Oh, I know I'm gonna get in trouble but...
♪ ♪
all: Hold it right there!
- Gabby, you already have a closet full of scarves.
- Mom, please!
Just let me buy it!
I have a gift card. - Your aunt gave you that
for a sensible pair of shoes.
Now put that scarf back.
Clyde? Lincoln?
What are you doing here? - [whistling]
- Oh, you know, just shopping for some--
- Training bras?
- [yelps]
- Ugh. Do you have any idea
how hard these things are to put back on hangers?
- Uh, sorry. We'll clean it up.
- I'll just gather these, uh, items.
Ah! My crime eye!
[jazz flair]
Okay, so we'll be more careful next time.
No one's a suspect unless they're extremely suspicious.
- Like, say, a senior in the junior's department?
Scoots!
We know she's done some hard time in mall jail.
- Maybe she's just here to buy a gift
for her parole officer.
♪ ♪
- Then why is she going into the fitting room?
- [gasps] You're right.
She's probably going in there
so she can stash the scarf in her bag.
- Let's get her! - Wait!
We can't just barge into a fitting room.
- Dang it, you're right.
We need a way to stop her on the way out.
Oh, I've got it. - Spike strip!
♪ ♪
- Let's see her try to scoot over these.
- [laughs] Yeah.
They'll have to start calling her "Stops."
[horn honking] [wheels whirring]
- Make way! Mama's late for a toga party.
- Uh oh, I think we messed up again.
- Mrs. Stops, scoot! I mean--
Mrs. Scoot, stop!
- Here's your 20 bucks, I don't need a receipt.
[horn honking] [both cry out]
- Whoa!
[tires squealing]
My "b"! Put it on my tab!
- Seriously? You two again?
- Sorry, we'll clean this up.
[dramatic jazz music]
- Get out!
- Okay, so we're 0 for 2, but I'm sure Ace and Jack
have made a few false accusations
in their careers. - Totally.
Remember that lawsuit they had to settle
with "The Bluffer"?
- We just have to be more careful
not to jump to conclusions. - Right.
And if we see someone walking quickly away from the store
clutching a bag with blue fabric
sticking out of it. - Exactly.
- Wait, what?
[both gasp] both: Fiona!
- It makes perfect sense.
That's why she threw us out of the store--
she didn't want us on her trail.
- Come on, Ace. Let's go deal with this joker.
- Wait. We need one more player
at the table.
♪ ♪
[both holler] - You're back!
And you brought your sidekick!
- Uh, excuse me?
We're partners.
- Can we all play superheroes now?
- Sorry, we can't.
We're about to crack a case.
- Aww...
- There she is!
Mrs. Carmichael?
We can prove that Leni didn't steal those scarves.
- Uh, who are you?
- Clearly, we're detectives.
- Here are five cases we've previously cracked.
- Please just come with us. There's not much time!
♪ ♪
- [slurping]
♪ ♪
- Stop right there, Fiona!
- Open the trunk. - What? Why?
I--I'm not doing that. - I think you better.
- Okay, you caught me.
[sighs]
- Mrs. Carmichael, I think you'll find
this bag contains at least one blue--
both: Dress? Huh?
- Yep. I bought this at Stader's
after my shift. Sorry, Mrs. C.
I know we're not supposed to shop at our competitors,
but it was such a good deal.
- Well, I can't say that I approve, bu--
Wow, they are giving this away.
Do they have it in a 12?
- [clears throat] Um, Fiona?
We're really sorry for accusing you.
- These things sometimes happen in detective work.
You're bound to play a few bad hands
before you win the jackpot.
- Whatever. I'm leaving now.
[tires squealing]
- Well, ma'am, we've made a mistake.
But don't worry, we're not giving up
until we find the real shoplifter.
- It would really help if we could have access
to your private employee files and customer mailing list.
- [sighs] Look, I appreciate
what you're trying to do for Leni,
but I don't need two kids in costumes
disrupting my store.
Now, please, just stay out.
- Give us another chance!
Ace and Jack can't rest
until they've done found some justice!
[car honking]
I feel terrible, Clyde.
We failed Leni, and now she'll never
get her job back.
- I just don't know how we got it so wrong.
Is it possible reading comic books
doesn't make you a good detective?
- I guess it's possible.
Maybe we really are just two kids in costumes.
- You're right. [grunts]
Ow. That wasn't a good idea.
- [whimpering]
Oh, hey you guys.
Don't mind me, I'm just looking for stuff to fold.
I really miss it.
Oh, can I fold this?
- You can have it.
I'm done wearing capes.
- Well, it doesn't have to be a cape.
You could wear it as a scarf, too.
- Wait, did you just say "scarf"?
- You're right. What was I thinking?
Wrong season, Leni.
How about a beach cover-up? - No, no, "scarf!"
Clyde, that's it!
If a cape can be a scarf--
- Then a scarf can be a cape.
- I think I know who the culprit is.
- So do I.
- Leni, can I have that back?
We have a crime to solve.
- At the beach?
♪ ♪
- Okay, let's split up.
You look in the accessories section,
I'll cover the shoes. - Ahem.
I thought I told you to stay out of my store.
- Don't worry, ma'am, we'll be gone in a minute.
We just need to talk to your son.
- My son? - [grunts]
- You're back! Your mustache is crooked.
- Hey! Any chance you still want
to play superheroes? - Yeah!
I'll show you my hideout!
- Hideout? What hideout?
- I think we all should go see it.
Especially you, Mrs. Carmichael.
- Ugh, fine.
But if you boys are wasting my time again,
I will have you banned from the mall
until you're 18. - No more fro-yo?
- No more comic book store?
- You'd better be right,Lincoln.
The stakes are high.
[suspenseful music]
- So here's my hideout.
Wait! Let me just
put in the password.
[beeping noises]
♪ ♪
- [gasps] The scarves!
- Mom, they're superhero capes.
- [sighs] Wow.
I had it all wrong.
Thank you, boys.
- No problem, ma'am.
I guess you could say justice was in the cards.
[triumphant music]
[mellow music]
- [sighs]
Cute top!
And did you know you can also wear it
as a pencil skirt?
- Oh, Leni, I can't apologize enough
for accusing you of stealing those scarves.
Is there any way I can make it up to you?
- Hmm...
Are there any sweaters I can fold?
Hey, you guys!
Thank you so much for getting my job back.
I've been telling everyone at the mall
what totes amazing detectivesyou are.
- We know! We just got a new case
at the pet store. - A chameleon's gone missing.
They think. He's really hard to see,
so it's possible he's just in his cage.
- Well, if anyone can solve the case,
it's Blake Saucy and One-Arm-Joe.
- Eh, close enough.
Ready to deal out some justice?
[thrilling jazz music]
- [grunts]
- Seriously?
- ♪ 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 ♪