01x08 - Hot Bob & Chocolate // Pizza Wars

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♪ My name is Angela

♪ Hey, hello!

♪ Welcome to my very own show ♪

♪ I'll introduce my friends to you ♪

Oh no! It's Ninnypoo!

♪ Shoobee-doobee-doo wap-waa.

♪ My name is Angela

♪ And you are not

♪ Nanette Manoir is a stuck up jerk face snot ♪

And now to today's story, starring me.

And NOT starring Nannete Manoir.

Today's lesson is grammar, which everybody doesn't like

except me on account of today we are playing

Mrs. Brinks' unscramble the scrambled flash card

sentence game!

And I, Angela Anaconda, am the Tapwater Undisputed

Springs of Champ Unscrambling.

In other words, the Undisputed Unscrambling

Champ of Tapwater Springs!

Oh!

"Mother's muffins were heavenly!"

Thank you!

Another perfect sentence. You may sit down, Josephine.

Well that's everyone.

Excuse me, Mrs. Brinks, but I never got my turn

to have a turn.

Very well, Angela.

Mm.

"I love Bob and hot chocolate!"

Oh you do, do you?

Who's Bob?

[CHUCKLE]

Unless I'm mistaken, which I most seriously doubt,

I believe the sentence should read,

"Bob and I love hot chocolate."

Or perhaps you're keeping something from us,

Angela Anaconda.

[LAUGH]

One, two, three, four!

♪ Angela and Bob sittin' in a tree! ♪

♪ K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

♪ First comes love, then comes marriage, ♪

♪ then comes Angela with a baby carriage. ♪

WHEW!

Ahh!

[GROAN]

I am never going to live this down on account of

nobody ever forgets anything,

and they will never let me forget it.

That's not true, Angela.

Remember the time you sat on a porcupine at the petting zoo.

No one remembers that.

Hey, that's true.

Wait a minute!

YOU still remember that!

Hm, but at least everyone quit calling you Needle-Butt.

Hello Needle-Butt.

Seen Bob lately?

Thanks, Gina Lash.

Ahh!

Very funny whoever did this!

But enough is enough on account of it has gone

on long enough.

So if you don't really mind, please just LEAVE US ALONE!

Us? Who's us?!

I-I mean me! Me!

Leave me alone!

Oh my gosh, there really is a Bob.

They really are in love!

But, but, but - but!

Angela, uh, forgive me for disturbing your sanctuary,

but how come you never told me about you and Bob?

I'm your best friend.

Because there is no me and Bob because there is no Bob!

He doesn't exist!

I'll take your word for it, Angela Anaconda.

But if you change your mind and need to talk about you

and your true love, you know where to find me.

But Gina Lash, I will never be ready to talk about me

and my true love EVER!

Bob, Bob, Bob!

That's all anybody's talkin' about!

Well, first loves are always exciting.

Yeah, but why Bob?!

Why not me?

I mean, I was friends with her first!

Right?

Angela and Bob sittin' in a tree!

Yeah, well, they better not be sittin' in MY tree house!

En chanté, John, which is French for - John??

John??

You know, Johnny, if you really want to compete for

Angela's affections, why don't you send her

a floral bouquet?

Flowers?? Do I have to?

Ahem.

Oh John, be a doll and fetch that for me, would you?

Not now, Nanette.

I'm busy.

Ugh!

They say the quickest way to a person's heart is with

flowers, unless you're allergic to the pollen -

like me.

You know, Gordy, maybe you got something there.

See how you like Bob now, Angela Anaconda!

Oh, hi Angela!

So now, seeing as it has been over twenty minutes

since anyone has mentioned you- know-who,

I am thinking that everybody has forgotten all about him,

namely Bob.

Oh, is it Teacher Appreciation Day already?

Is there an Angela Anaconda here, ma'am?

Angela Anaconda?!

Delivery boy: Here you go, young lady.

Classmates: Read the card! -What does it say?

"Me and Angela love hot chocolate."

Signed?

Signed nobody.

You didn't sign the card?!

That Bob is SO romantic!

I mean, romantic in a lame way.

I always mean romantic in a lame way.

Someone's in love with ANGELA?!

Well we'll just have to fix that, now won't we?

Much better.

'Spare No Expense Flowers', where money CAN buy you

happiness, what can I do you for?

I'd like to order your biggest bouquet of flowers please.

That's very expensive, little girl.

How do you plan on paying for that?

This is Nanette Manoir.

Right. We'll just charge your account.

Oh, and one more thing.

Do you sell hot chocolate?

...the Nina, the Pinta and the-?

Ohh!

I knew someone remembered Teacher Appreciation Day!

Is there a Nanette Manoir here, ma'am?

Nanette Manior??

Pour moi?

I had no idea.

Read the card! -Who's it from?

Gosh, I can hardly wait to find out.

"I love Nanette and hot chocolate!"

See, I knew Angela wasn't his type.

Bob likes me!

I knew it was only a matter of time before Bob

dumped Angela for you.

I knew it was only a matter of time.

Even before January did.

Poor Angela, perhaps a steaming cup of hot

chocolate will mend your broken heart.

Hey, we still love you and hot chocolate,

Angela Anaconda.

Even if you were dumped.

What? I didn't do nothin'.

So, my imaginary boyfriend that everyone imagined

suddenly likes Ninnie-Wart and not me, huh?

Fine, she can have him!

Did someone order a Bob, even though he is not real

because he does not exist?

Why Ninnie-pooh, I believe he belongs to you,

my back-stabbing "buddy."

And since you are so fond of flash cards,

perhaps you should become one.

Why Ninnie-wart, how positively FLASHY of you.

Looks like you are now ready to play Angela's Unscramble

the Scrambled Flash Card Sentence Game.

Let us begin with a favorite of mine:

After you Ninny-Poo.

"Nanette can not love anyone but Bob."

Whoops.

I'm afraid that is wrong Little Nin.

The right answer is: "Bob can love anyone,

but not Nanette."

Let's try another:

"Bob's love for Nanette rings like a bell."

Correction.

What you should have said was,

"Bob loves to ring Nanette like a bell!

But never fear, Ninnie-pooh, because first comes love,

then comes marriage, then comes Bob with a baby carriage.

Just in time for you to fall into.

Waa, waa, waa, waa, waa, waa.

[GIGGLE]

Boy, that Bob sure is a card.

But not to worry, Nanette-compoop,

because even though you are such a baby,

it does not mean your relationship will be just a

FLASH in the pan.

After all, "Nanette and Bob live happily ever after."

Oh no! Sorry Little Nin but that is wrong again!

The right answer is:

"After Nanette, Bob lives ever happily."

[SCREAM]

[SCREAM]

My Bob is missing!!

All right, which one of you hooligans is the culprit?

Excusez-moi, Mrs. Brinks, but the last person I saw

with Bob was Angela, when he was on her locker,

which, I might add, is against school decorating policy.

Well! Angela Anaconda, I might have known.

All right, Missy, lift your desk!

[GASPS]

Young lady, I demand an explanation.

But, but, Mrs. Brinks, I, um -

I ripped up the flash card of Bob because -

because I broke up with Bob!

[gasps]

You broke up?!

You broke up?

You broke up?

With a piece of cardboard?!

Young lady, this time I believe you have truly

lost your marbles!

Angela: Are you sending me to the principal?

No, I'm sending you to the guidance counselor.

At once!

Poor Nanette, I hope you don't mind being

second choice.

Second choice?!

It's not... I was...ugh!

Class, I'd like to introduce you to a new member of our class.

Bob?

"You are cordially invited to attend the Fifth Annual

Bastille Day Pool Party at the Manoir Family Chateau."

Ooo, remember last year?

Mr. Tastee Twirl was there!

You think he knows I love him?

You think he's gonna be there again this year?

How should I know?

All I know is who's bringing the pizza.

Abatti's, just like every year.

"Catering by..."

"Sabbato's Pizza?!"

The ones who "put the 'Mmmm' in Pizza?"

Hey, Nanette. Why aren't you gonna get Abatti Pizza,

like always?

Everybody knows "We're The Best In Town."

It says so right on the box!

Au contraire, Johnny Abatti.

According to this very impressive full page

full color ad in the phone book, Sabbato's Pizza is,

and I quote: "The Best In This Town,

The Best In Any Town!"

But...but...that can't be!

Nothing personal, mon cherie.

But as a Manoir, I can only serve the very best.

But you can still take out the recyclables, if you like.

What am I gonna?

I can't tell Nonna that Nanette's going with Sabbato's.

But you have to, Johnny Abatti.

Otherwise she'll make all those pizzas and they'll go

to waste, all of them.

Well, they won't all go to waste...

Oh, and she's gonna be real upset when she sees

Sabatto's full-page full color ad.

Don't worry, Johnny Abatti.

We'll help you tell her, won't we Gina Lash?

I don't know, Angela.

It might be kind of hard to give moral support on an

empty stomach...

No! No! Ita can't be!

The Abatti's have been doing the Manoir party fora years!

It'sa our geeg!

Not anymore...

Those Sabbato's gonna put me out ofa business!

They takea the garlic bread from an old lady'sa mouth.

Aw, don't worry Nonna.

We'll help you after school.

Angela and I will help out for free!

No, I know what you want, you Gina Lash!

Bad enough the Abatti's losea customers to thosea

Sabbato's, youa gonna eat the pizza we gotta left!

So I says to him when I finance my first movie I got

a couple of actress friends you know.

Yo!

It'sa the Sabbato's!

We're in trouble!

[GASPS]

Listen dolls, get your hair done and lay low for a

couple three days, okay?

[AHEM]

Looka dis, Nicky!

Full pagea in the phone book, eh!

Those Sabbato's trying to ruin us - and all on

accounta thata feud!

Feud??

I didn't know about a feud.

How come we're having a feud?

Who knows an who cares?

It started a longa time ago in the old country.

Whata matters is our honour!

Wadda ya gonna do about our honor, Nicky, heh?

What?

I dunno but when I do those Sabatto's will be sorry they

ever opened up a phone book!

How about we put salt in all their sugar shakers?

That'sa too good for them.

What if we...re-set their ovens so they cook at five

hundred and fifty degrees Fahrenheit?

All their crust'll burn!

Nah, that'sa still too good for them.

"Best in any town!"

Ha!

Thosa Sabbato's are gonna eat their words!

That'sa good Nicky, but I be happy if they justa eat

thata phone book, heh.

Um, Uncle Nicky?

I think I have an idea that is an idea that is good.

Spill it, kid.

Well, this idea is; what if you gave people a discount

if they gave you the Sabbato's ad?

Like a coupon?

Yeah and if people gave you the ad,

then they wouldn't be able to order Sabbato's pizza.

Cause they wouldn't see the ad 'cause they wouldn't have it.

Cause they brung it to us!

Yeah, that's beautiful!

I can't believe I didn't think of it sooner!

Nicky, youa genius.

You bringa the business AND you ruin thosea Sabatto's

telephone advertisement, eh!

Father Calamari was awrong abouta you.

He's a genius??

So now, because of my idea that Uncle Nicky says is his,

he is putting up advertisements to advertise it.

And thanks to that, business at Abatti's Pizza

"Best in Town" has never been so good...

And on account of Nonna can't keep up with all the

customers, me and Johnny and Gina get to help like we

always wanted to, but weren't allowed.

I'ma watching you, you Gina Lash.

Hey, take any slice you like,

even the ones with toppings - it's on The Nick.

You'ra tempting fate, livin' it up likea dis!

Eh, come on, Nonna!

Whatsa use of success if you don't enjoy it, huh?

You better watch out, dos Sabbato's are crafty, heh.

Chi malocchio! You understand Nicky?

The evil eye!

Aw, come on Nonna.

No one believes in that stuff anymore.

It's just a buncha supersti-

Don't! Itsa bad luck toa even say it!

IT'S A RAT!!!

You see?

You think I makea this up?

It'sa VENDETTA!

E' la Vendetta del topo vivo!

A rat in the pizza sauce?

What else could it be?

Those Sabatto's arra angry with you, Nicky!

You anna your fancy High School junior ideas, heh!

But, it was Angela's idea!

So now it is my idea.

My poor Angela Anaconda, youra life is in danger.

You gotta get outa town!

[GULP]

I do?

I am on the lam.

Hey! That's me!

Well now I am thinking, if Uncle Nicky wants to take

credit for my idea that was not too good for the Sabbato's,

maybe I have an idea that is not too good for him.

Sorry Uncle Nicky, but it looks like you will have to

be on the lam, too.

Help me! Help me!

Uncle Nicky will yell like a lunatic.

The Sabatto's are after me!

Don't worry, Uncle Nicky.

The driver is Mr. Tastee Twirl and he will give us a ride,

that is until he decides to marry Gina Lash,

her dream come true.

Well don't just sit there, Uncle Nicky.

We have a disguise to get.

Thank you, thank you, oh great Angela who's ideas

are so much better than mine!

Now I will be safe seeing as nobody,

not even Nonna Abatti, will recognize me,

Uncle Nicky will say.

Except for Ninnie-Wart who will threaten to rat us out

to her caterers, the Sabbato's!

Boo hoo!

You will slobber until I will tell you to stop being

such a baby on account of it is time for us to hide out

in my secret hideout.

Where we will be safe.

Until the Evil Eye comes to get you!

Arrividerci, Uncle Nicky!

I am off to the "Old Country"

where I will lay low until things blow over.

And because I am a fugitive, I will get to eat pizza

all the time and I don't have to go to school.

But best of all there is no Nanette Manoir on account of

it is Italy - and definitely not France!

Nonna!

Wea come to makea peace with the Abatti's.

Youra big High School junior ideas are ruina our business!

So, you come for peace, huh Checheelia?

Then why dis!

Why what?

Why you gotta hamster inna youra kitchen?

You tella me.

Angela: It's not a hamster, it's a vendetta!

On account of the feud from back in the Old Country!

A Vendetta?!

Whatsa matta for you?

This is America!

We no makea vendetta.

We donna need to - you gotta healtha violations!

I told you we needa exterminator!

He's not a smart one.

I'ma sorry I say what I say.

Here, havea some pizza - on the house.

That'sa okay.

We uh...we don't likea pizza, right boys?!

Letsa make peace instead.

We promise to stopa saying "Best In This Town,

Best In Any Town" if you stopa tellina people

toa rip out our ad.

Then it'sa settled.

Are you sure about this Nonna?

I mean the food...

I mean the feud has been going on a long time,

why stop now?

Why?

'Cause if I don't you gonna eat all my pepperoni,

you Gina Lash!

So now on account of the vendetta's over,

it's time to think about more important things

like PIZZA!

Hello John, people sitting with John.

Are we all enjoying the trés gourmet pizza?

It's quite good, Nanette.

But, um...what are these toppings,

um, mini meatballs?

Don't be silly, they're escargot.

It's French!

But Nanette, isn't escargot snails?

[GASP]

[SPIT]

That's disgusting!

Why would you eat snails on purpose?

You can't leave yet, you haven't even tried the

fois gras calzones!

Come on guys, let's go to 'Abatti's'

for a snail-free slice.

I just hope they don't want it rat-less!

♪