01x07 - The Guy Who Makes You Fly

[bunniefuu]

- [whistles] - Let's go, everybody!

Picture time!

[upbeat music]

- ♪ In the Loud house ♪ - Come on!

- ♪ The really loud house ♪

♪ ♪

♪ The really loud house ♪

♪ ♪

[school bell ringing]

- I'm super excited for our weekend sleepover.

It's gonna be epic!

So wild.

Here's the itinerary.

- You blocked out two hours for a soufflé bake-off?

What even is that?

- If you have to ask, you've already lost.

- Look, I know you're really excited about our sleepover--

Spanish lessons?

[sighs] Clyde, I don't know how to tell you this,

but I'm not gonna be here this weekend.

I kind of need a vacation from the craziness of my family,

so I'm gonna spend the weekend at my Aunt Ruth's cabin.

- You need a vacation from your family?

- You've seen my family.

I mean, I love them, but people are asking me for advice /.

Luan's always asking me what I think of her jokes.

Lola needs my advice on her pageant talents.

Dad's always asking me if I can taste the paprika.

Lily drags me to the pantry and screams,

"I want in there!"

- Come on.

Your family's the best.

- You're so smart.

Oh, there they are. What's good, fellas?

- Lincoln, could you please tell my boyfriend to focus?

This test is % of our grade.

That's almost half.

- Not today, Leni.

- I'm just saying what up to the dynamic duo.

- Hey. - Hey.

Did you see Chase out there? Love that guy.

Uh, could you taste this salsa?

I'm making Chase-adillas for tomorrow's study sesh.

Chase, is that right, "sesh" is short for session?

- Dad. - You know it, Lynn-sanity.

- He's so cool.

Anyway, I want the salsa to be perfect,

so I need your discerning palate.

- I'm off the clock, Pops.

- [playing rock guitar]

Hey, little bro. What rhymes with--

- Nope.

- You didn't even hear the word.

It was soap, by the way,

so thank you.

- Duck. - Why?

[buzzer blares]

- You move about as fast as a refrigerator.

We got a big game against the Billygoats tomorrow,

and Coach says I got to stop with the trash talk,

so I'm trying to get it out of my system.

Can I hit you with some more?

Or are you too much of a wittle baby?

- As tempting as it sounds, I'm gonna have to pass.

But good luck in the game.

- You call that a robot, Lisa?

Does that thing even sh**t lasers?

[laser pulses] Ow, ow. OK.

- [sighs] A weekend to myself.

I'm gonna get some pretzel bites, some curly fries,

a chocolate-covered banana.

And then I'm gonna kick back on the lake,

float the day away reading the latest

"Secret Agent: David Steel" comic.

It's the perfect escape.

- I still don't understand what you need to escape from.

- Clyde, being The Man With The Plan

isn't as easy as it looks.

It takes a lot of work to keep this family on track.

- It can't be that hard.

- Just because I make it look easy doesn't mean it is.

- I hate to burst your bubble, Lincoln,

but I am also a man who makes plans.

- Are you saying you could do what I do?

- I am.

- Care to make it interesting?

- I'm listening.

- You take my place this weekend when I'm gone.

And if you still think it's easy being me,

we'll have another sleepover,

and I'll do everything on your itinerary.

- Even the Spanish lessons?

-Absolutamente.

- Deal.

[dramatic music]

I can be The Man With The Plan.

I just need my own clever nickname.

I am The Guy Who...Tries.

Good luck.

- Good luck.

There's absolutely no way Clyde's gonna pull this off.

Trust me. - Who's Clyde?

- You heard that?

Seriously, being me is harder than it looks.

- What do you want, a medal?

- Well, I'm officially on vacation.

Talking to myself, people.

[peaceful music]

- Today is a big day.

Today is the day I become the new Man With The Plan.

Last night, I made a whole list of clever nicknames.

I am The Man With The Plan.

Wait, no, that's his.

I am The Man Who Seeks To Understand.

Eh, that looked better on paper.

I'll get it right. I've got the whole weekend.

- It's literally taken years--

- I feel confident that I'm gonna be able

to solve whatever problems come my way.

- What's up, Lola? You'll never be number one

if you can't squeeze out that number two.

Now push!

Have you seen Lincoln?

I can't seem to get this trash talk out of my system.

[bell dings] I don't know what I'm gonna do.

The game is tonight.

- You've tried trash talk,

but have you tried class talk?

- Class talk?

- Instead of telling the opposing players

how bad they are, tell them how great they are.

You'll knock them off their game

with toxic positivity.

- That's amazing, Clyde.

You're the best!

- Thanks.

- I was just practicing.

- Oh. - But you're pretty good.

- You mind if I skip in front of you?

I really got to go.

- No can do.

Take a number like the rest of us.

- Hmm, six.

Not bad.

- Ugh. Come on, Luna.

Why can't you do this?

- It's showtime.

Can I be of assistance?

- Uh, yeah, could you find Lincoln?

I need his help.

- Forget The Man With The Plan.

You've got The Dude With The Clue-d.

Continue.

- I told my fans I'd drop a hot tune

on Song Cloud tonight, and all I've got is--

♪ I ♪

That's it.

- Seems to me you've got writer's block.

- I don't know what you call it.

I just can't think of anything to write.

I'm blocked.

- My dads and I take this writing course

at the learning annex, and our teacher always says,

great writing is born from great conflict.

And trust me, he should know.

He wrote the jingle for The Korn Dog Hut.

You know-- ♪ Korn dogs ♪

♪ You gotta get a korn dog ♪

- Where's Lincoln?

- [sighs] Just let me introduce

some conflict into your life, and I promise,

you'll see results.

- You know what, Clyde? That's not a bad idea.

Sure.

I'm in.

- I can't believe she said yes!

I knew you'd agree.

You're not gonna regret this.

- [over PA] Now serving number six.

- Oh, that's me.

Got to go.

Hey, Mrs. L. - Oh, hey, Clyde.

- [sighs] Here we go.

Oh, I noticed someone left the cap

off the toothpaste in there.

Luna used it last, by the way.

- I have told her one hundred times to put that cap back on.

- I also noticed her room is pretty messy.

I offered to help her clean it, of course,

but, uh, what did she say?

What were her exact words?

Oh, yeah, "I have a maid.

Her name is Mom."

- Did she?

I'm really glad we had this conversation, Clyde.

Young lady, this room is a pigsty.

Can you at least make your bed?

- Why would you want me to make my bed?

I'm just gonna get back in it later tonight.

- Oh, well, then you might as well not brush your teeth

because you're just gonna eat tomorrow.

- [laughs] I brush my teeth.

- But you never put the cap back on the toothpaste.

- The toothpaste idea was genius.

- Jeez, Mom, get off my case.

- You want me to get off your case?

Fine.

Clean your room.

Case closed.

- [groans]

- You're welcome.

Now, write me a masterpiece.

[playing tune]

- Hey, study buddies.

- What's up, Notorious D-A-D?

- [laughs and snorts]

Hey, can I start you guys off with an amuse-bouche

of crispy corn flatbreads and avocado puree?

It's chips and guac.

- Thanks, Dad, but we have to keep studying.

- Yes! That's right, Leni.

You keep studying because you are the best.

- Don't compliment me. You're freaking me out.

- Yes!

- This guac is "redonk."

That's another win for Mission Lynn-possible.

- [laughs] Where do you come up with this stuff?

Hey, don't stop, by the way.

- Chase, could you please focus

on something other than nicknames for my dad?

- That's fine with me, as long as it's fine

with the Lynn-surance man.

- [laughs] That's another one.

So the Chase-adillas will be ready in uno momento.

In the meantime, the, uh, Lynn-surance man has

to make a co-payment to the oven.

- Well, I hope your policy covers passengers

because your boy's coming with.

- [laughs] He's just so funny.

- If you hadn't noticed yet,

Mr. Loud is a big fan of Leni's boyfriend.

He digs what Chase does.

- You're getting it. - OK, just don't let go.

- OK I won't. - Don't let go. Don't let go.

- You're getting it. You can open your eyes.

You got this. - OK.

Ah! Oh, why are we going so fast?

- And he digs that Chase digs what he does.

["The Reaper" by Blue Oyster Cult playing]

They log a lot of hours together.

- That looks like a horsey.

- Oh, you're blowing my mind.

- It's like they never want to say goodbye.

- Hup, hup, hup, hup.

both: Oh!

Duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh!

- Look, a bird. - Where?

Chase!

both: Ah!

Oh!

Huh!

- That was five minutes long.

- Wait till you see the second half of it.

- You ready? - Ready.

both: Ready, ready, ready, ready.

- [sighs]

[bell dings]

Could you help me find Lincoln?

- Opportunity number two.

Why go to Lincoln when you can go

to The Fella Who's Stella'.

- Who's Stella?

- No, it's stellar, but stellar doesn't rhyme with fella.

- [chuckles] What?

- Stella'. - Who?

- Stellar like outer space.

- Where?

So Stella is a man you know?

And this man is in space.

- Why don't you just tell me your problem?

- Ugh. It's just that Chase is being totes frustrating.

Every time he comes over, all he wants to do

is goof around with Dad, and I've been trying

to find a way to tell him, but I don't want him

to take it the wrong way.

- Well, Leni, in matters of the heart,

honesty is the best policy.

- Did you just make that up?

- Yes.

When you have an issue with someone,

it's important to be direct.

- Well, thanks for the advice, Clyde.

I don't think Lincoln would have ever thought of that.

- [chuckles]

Happy to help.

It's what I do.

- What's up, Clyde?

- Just checking in.

Didn't know if you had any lunch yet,

and I wondered if you'd like to eat some, uh, crow.

- I don't know what that means, Clyde.

- Yeah, me, neither. I looked it up.

I'm k*lling it, buddy,

because I am The Human Who's Boomin'.

- Clyde, get in here!

- Is that Luna?

Why is she yelling at you?

- Uh...she wants me to come downstairs.

They're, uh, having a dinner in my honor.

All right, got to go, bye.

- Clyde!

- Hey, Luna.

What's up?

- I'll tell you what's up.

Everyone hates my new song.

- They do?

- ♪ You put the cap back on, back on ♪

♪ You put the cap back on, Mom ♪

You ever wonder why McSwagger never wrote

a song about his mom telling him

to put the cap back on the toothpaste?

Because it's lame!

Listen to these comments.

"Lame." "This is lame."

"This song is lame."

"Luna Loud? More like Luna Lame."

That's both clever and frustrating.

- I can fix this.

I can come up with a plan.

- You've done enough, Clyde.

- Clyde, get down here!

- Hey, Leni.

What's up?

- I'll tell you what's up.

I used your terrible advice,

and now Chase is breaking up with me.

- Look, your dad's cool.

I like chilling with both of you.

But if that's not cool with you,

then maybe we don't belong together.

And if you hadn't been so direct with me,

maybe we could have worked this out.

All right, tell the Lynn-meister General,

Chase said deuces.

- [whistling]

I've got Chase-adillas for my number one hombre.

Where's Chase?

- He broke up with me.

He's never coming back, and it's all Clyde's fault.

[dramatic music]

- No!

♪ ♪

- [laughs nervously]

[overlapping chatter]

- I put my faith in him, and this is what he does.

- I understand that everyone is upset with me,

but rest assured that The Guy With The...Bro Plan

has all the solutions.

Unfortunately, my solutions are outside,

so I have to go and review them.

- I already miss him.

- I'll be right back.

[sighs]

I wish Lincoln was here.

- Hi, I'm Julie.

I have a delivery for Loud.

Pretzel bites, curly fries, a chocolate-covered banana,

and the latest issue of "Secret Agent: David Steel."

Apparently, there's a pulley system,

and I'm supposed to hoist it up to the attic.

- Is that right, Julie?

[mischievous music]

- [panting] OK.

[grunting]

- Hey, Lincoln.

- Clyde?

I didn't know you worked at Hot and Fast.

- How's the cabin?

- All right, you got me.

Whenever I need a break from my family,

I tell them I'm going to my Aunt Ruth's,

and then I just hide up here.

- So you've been up here the whole time

while I've been down there drowning in my own flop sweat?

- What are you talking about?

You called me a couple hours ago

and said how everything was going great.

You were The Human Who's Boomin'.

- Yeah, I was doing great.

Then, things went sideways, and--

[sighs] Now everybody's mad at me.

I thought I could be The Man With The Plan,

but I was wrong.

I'm a failure.

- Clyde, you shouldn't be the one feeling bad.

I should.

When you told me you could be The Man With The Plan,

it bothered me, because that's kind of my thing.

And I'm embarrassed to say this,

but I secretly wished you would fail.

- Well, your wish came true.

I did. [sighs]

You were right.

I could never do what you do.

- Actually, Clyde, I could never do what I do

without you.

- Really?

- Every time I have a problem to fix,

you're the first person I call.

- Yeah, I guess that's true.

- It's totally true.

Why do you think I bought us walkie-talkies

even though we're together hours a day?

- Well, actually, it's closer to and /, but--

- I may be The Man With The Plan,

but you're the wind beneath my wings.

- I'm The Guy Who Makes You Fly.

- You're darn right you are.

- Now let's get down there and clean up my mess.

- Our mess!

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- I forgot my glasses.

♪ ♪

- I feel like we should say something cool when we land.

♪ ♪

Rock and roll! - Safety first.

♪ ♪

- All right, Chase is gone.

We've got two people who want him back.

- You guys got this!

I don't know what you're doing, but it's gonna be amazing!

[buzzer blares]

- So our job is to figure out an incredibly clever way

to get Chase back in the house.

♪ ♪

- There's no surprise party for me here.

- Wait a minute, this isn't gonna work.

- Yes!

[buzzer blares]

- Even if we get Chase over here,

we'll still have the same problem.

- I'm just so glad to be back with you.

- I've dreamt of this moment.

- Um, hello?

- Just ignore her.

- Right now, Leni, Chase, and my dad are in a love triangle.

We need to make it a square

and find someone new for my dad.

- We also need to come up with another song idea for Luna.

But if we pick the wrong song,

we could destroy her music career.

- ♪ You put the cap back on, back on ♪

♪ You put the cap back on, Mom ♪

♪ You put the cap back on, back on ♪

♪ You put the cap back on, Mo-ooom ♪

Wah!

- We can't come up with a good song idea

until we figure out this stormy love triangle.

[bell dings] - Wait a minute.

You just gave me an idea.

- ♪ Our stormy love triangle ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

- Well, who are we gonna find for my dad?

- I think I may have something.

Using advanced facial recognition software,

I've cross-referenced photos of all the audience members

at every Doo Dads concert.

There was one guy who attended every show.

Does he look familiar?

- No way.

Clyde...

it's time to fly.

♪ ♪

- We probably should have just walked down the stairs.

- Yep.

- Hello, Father.

What brings you to the place between the living room

and the dining room?

- Lincoln asked me to come here.

- He told me to come here, too.

- Why, hello. [doorbell rings]

Oh, who could this be?

- There's no surprise party for me here.

- Hit it.

- ♪ You can't have love ♪

♪ Without the pain ♪

♪ You can't have flowers ♪

♪ Without the rain ♪

♪ It takes two to untangle ♪

♪ Our stormy love triangle ♪

♪ Oh, I need your sweet embrace ♪

♪ But I can't avoid the chase ♪

[whispering] Chase, chase, chase, chase.

- That song is everything I wanted to say to you.

- Thank you, Chase.

I feel the same way.

- I was talking to Leni.

Oh, Leni.

- Chase.

[triumphant music]

- Right. [doorbell rings]

- Dad, I have a feeling that's for you.

- I'm the winner of a "Meet your favorite member

of the Doo Dads" contest.

- Well, come on in.

You know, uh, I'm a member of the Doo Dads.

- I know who you are.

You're Lynn, Sr. Best cowbell player in town.

- [laughs] Well, I am honored.

Hey, have you eaten?

I just made some Chase-adillas.

- My name is Chase. As a matter of fact,

I think my son is dating your daughter.

- Hey, Dad, what are you doing here?

- Well, I'm about to have some Chase-adillas

with my favorite Doo Dad, Mr. Lynn-credible.

- [laughs and snorts]

- I'm really good with nicknames.

I made it a point to teach my son.

- Hey, when we're done eating,

do you want to go rollerblading?

- I would love that.

- Awesome.

Come on in.

This guy.

- I'm so happy we're back together.

- These last four hours have been devastating.

- If you're up for it, you want to study some more?

- I'd like that.

I've already forgot everything we've learned.

- Samesies.

- Luna!

- Clyde, we never cleaned Luna's room.

- We didn't, but I did.

♪ ♪

- Yeah, Mom?

- Thank you for cleaning your room.

It was spotless.

- You got it.

- Mission accomplished.

I couldn't have done it without you, buddy.

- No, Clyde, I couldn't have done it without you.

- All's well that ends well.

[sighs] To The Man With The Plan.

- To The Guy Who Makes Me Fly.

♪ ♪

What can I say? When it comes to me and Clyde,

teamwork makes the dream work.

Clincoln McCloud is back.

There's nothing we can't do together.

- Clyde!

Your class talk idea didn't work.

- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- Clyde, where are you?

- Great minds really do think alike.

[beachy music]

- Clyde!

♪ ♪