01x05 - Clean Lovin' / Unbalanced Load

[bunniefuu]

[Buzzing and chirping]

[Chuckling]

Good as new.

♪ Rocko's modern life

Rocko's modern life.

♪ Rocko's modern life

Rocko's modern life.

Spunky!

Spunky!

[Screaming]

♪ Rocko's modern life.

Rocko's modern life.



[Laughing]

That was a hoot!

[Sighing]

Gaa!

[Fly buzzing]

Bug: help. Help.

Get us out of here. We're dying.

Rocko: it is time to mop.

[Grunting]

[Crunching]

[Belching]

[Grunting]

Ahh! Hmmmp!

[Heart pounding]

[Sniffing]

[Sighing]

[Kissing sounds]

Come on, spunky.

Let's go before you go on the bed again.

Spunky?

Spunky?

Maybe he was thirsty.

No.

Maybe he was hungry.

No.

Where could he be?

[Whimpering]

[Whimpering]

[Whimpering]

Are you dizzy, spunky?

What were you doing in there?

No. Don't tell me.

It's sick. It's wrong.

Do you know what I've mopped up

With that thing?

[Whimpering]

Blah, blah, blah, blah.

You may not know what's good for you

But I do.

One day, you'll thank me.

Now, go on and play.

Spunky!

There.

Ah! No, you don't.

Say good-bye to your girlfriend.

Spunky, let go.

I said let go!

Hmmph.

Yikes!

Drop it!

[Garbage disposal grinding]

This is serious.

[People laughing]

Wake up! Wake up!

Does your pet have a problem?

Does he experience any of these problems:

Violent mood swings?

Overindulgence?

Unhealthy attachments

To inanimate objects?

Yeah, yeah.

If so, then the question is

When are you going to do something about it?

Remember dr. Katz, pet psychologist extraordinaire.

I'm surrounded by beautiful women.

[Women giggling]

[Barking]

[Whimpering]

Hello there.

I'm dr. Katz.

[Snarling]

Back!

Back, you monster!

I'll be right with you.

I'm having a little trouble with a patient.

[Snarling continues]

Good work today, mr. Bunny.

I feel so light.

Thanks, doc.

Now, what seems to be the problem?

My dog spunky

Is in love with this here mop.

He's becoming too attached.

He never lets it out of his sight.

Last night, he tried to elope with it.

I'm at the end of my rope.

I understand.

I've seen worse.

But you have to admit

It's a very...

Attractive mop.

Very well.

I'm sure I can help you.

Let's go into my office.

Huh?

Your dog appears normal.

However, I would like to have a word alone.

Stay here, spunky.

I'll be right back.

No!

With the mop.

[Whimpering]

It's all right, spunky.

He'll be right back.

Just as I thought.

Your dog is perfectly normal

But what we have here is a very sick mop.

I must keep it for observation.

[Whimpering]

I'm sorry, spunky.

I'll make it up to you somehow.

Hmmph.

But, spunky

I was just trying to help.

Wait, spunky.

Spunky!

What the..?

Atta boy, spunky.

[Kissing sounds]

[Laughing]

[Kissing sounds]

[Fireworks exploding]

♪ Mi-mi-mi-mi

♪ Figaro, figaro, figaro

♪ La-la-la-la-laaa

♪ La-la...

[Choking sounds]

Ahhh!

Spunky, pew!

Bad dog!

Cor!

Where's that horrific smell coming from?

[Screams]

Ah, yech!

Looks like we should

Spend the day at the laundromat.

Spunky!

Ah, what a wreck!

When was the last time we did laundry?

Do you remember, spunky?

This place looks like a pigsty.

What, you got a problem with that?

Amscray!

[Angry mumbling]

Oy! Eww! This is awful.

[Coughs]

Terrible. Ick!

How did we ever let it get this bad?

Rocko: sorry, spunky!

Last one.

Hmmm, but what to wear?

The only thing clean

Is my lucky shirt.

[Growling]

Now, now, it is, too, a lucky shirt.

Remember when I won at the carnival

And we first saw melba

And when I first got you?

I know, but it's the only clean one left.

I can't go naked.

Hold these while I get the door.

[Mule-like braying]

Going to need a bunch of change for this load.

We need this big one.

[Coughing and wheezing]

[Burping]

[Burping]

[Loud pounding]

Hey, is this yours?

[Timidly:] yes.

Blimey, these places are boring.

My clothes!

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

[Car horn honking]

Man, that's got to hurt.

There! No more of this hopping now.

That's enough.

[Smashing sound]

Laundry day is a very dangerous day.

Oh!

[Screaming]

My clothes are on fire.

[Rocko screaming]

[Yelping]

Ahhhhhh!

Spunky, are you all right?

Ew, you're all wet!

Come on, spunky.

We got to dry you off.

I don't want you catching cold.

I'll put it on low.

[Buzzer sounds]

There you go, spunky.

Good as new.

Spunky!

Static cling.

Can't see.

Must... Remove... Cups.

How dare you?!

[Screams]

Rocko: look it, spunky.

We're all done and nothing's missing.

Not a single sock gone.

This has never happened before.

This is a lucky shirt.

I so happy.

My shirt! Hey!

Give me back my shirt.

Hello, rocko!

[Evil laughing]

Oh, no, the gripes.

I've heard about them.

They steal your socks and hurt your clothes.

Ha!

Another job well done.

I've got to get me shirt out of here.

There's me lucky shirt.

Eat steel, rocko!

Oops, wrong dryer.

How dare you?!

Uh...

[Horn honking]

[Barking]

Melba?

I told you this shirt was lucky.

Clean and pressed.

I even got my dollar back.

Well, spunky, feels good to get the laundry done.

Sure looks different, all neat and clean.

I hardly recognize

This place without the dirty laundry

Strewn about.

[Pounding noise]

Man: excuse me!

Have you seen a washer come this way?

Thank you.