Spirit Riding Free (2017) s01e06 Episode Script
Lucky and the Not-So-Secret Surprise
1 [whinnying.]
[horse chuffs.]
[theme music playing.]
I'm gonna ride I'm riding free So come along, let's go along Come on the journey with me I'm gonna ride I'm riding free As long as I am here with you I feel the spirit within me - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh And underneath, there's a secret music box.
[tune playing.]
[Abigail.]
Ooh.
It used to be a ballerina, but when my dad met my mom, he had it replaced with a lady that looks just like her.
That's so romantic.
Whoops! Isn't it, Pru? -Pru? -This is amazing.
Oh, that's from last year.
There were so many candles, I thought I was going to set my hair on fire.
I mean that you have a picture of yourself.
I've never had one taken.
Really? Not even on your birthday? Pru doesn't do anything on her birthday.
-What? -It's tomorrow.
And she has nothing planned.
Your birthday's tomorrow and you have nothing planned? So did a photographer take this, or does your dad have a camera? No and yes, and why? Why don't you celebrate your birthday? I used to, but something always went wrong.
One year, my dad sat on a beehive.
Then the next year, there was the-- [groans.]
molasses incident.
I still feel sticky.
And the year after that, Abigail gave me mumps.
[grunts.]
I also gave you a really nice saddlebag.
-But-- -[knock on door.]
Girls, it's getting late.
I don't want your parents worrying.
-But-- -See you tomorrow.
-But-- -Bye! But! But how could you not want a party? This is it, Spirit.
I may be new to frontier living, but I know parties.
Finally, our chance to prove ourselves.
Well, my chance.
You're doing great.
[chuffs.]
Abigail! Abigail! Lucky, what's wrong? Nothing.
Everything.
Enough chitchat.
I have the best idea.
We're going to throw Pru a surprise birthday party tonight! -But-- -She's done so much for me since I moved here.
Now it's my turn to do something for her.
Something she'd really like.
She'd like it if you ignored her birthday.
I can't! Sure, Pru's trying to be strong and tough, but underneath that hard exterior is a little girl who just wants to be celebrated on her special day, but is afraid of being let down.
Again.
Oh! Let's make that little girl's dreams come true.
[neighs.]
Oh, we had great parties back in the city.
One year, we went to a fancy restaurant for dinner.
Ooh! And we always had ice cream and a giant cake with candles.
Ah.
Then one year, we went to the theater to see a matinee! Ooh! And last year, we went to a fashion show.
Waiting for an "ah.
" Lucky, Miradero doesn't have any of those things.
The closest we ever got to a fashion show was the time that Doc Wilkins tore a hole in the seat of his overalls.
Then we'll work with what we do have.
Aunt Cora, today is Pru's birthday.
Can you make a fancy dinner like the ones we had in the city? Of course.
This is the perfect opportunity for me to start teaching you girls proper table manners.
Um, thanks anyway, but never mind! Who needs dinner when you could have cake? -Hi, Dad! -Hi, girls.
We're throwing a birthday party for Pru.
So can you please go to the bakery and get us the biggest, fanciest, chocolaty-est cake they've got? -Sure thing, sweet pea.
-Thanks! Thanks! Next up, decorations.
Oh, I know! We can use the Christmas stuff from my basement.
But old Christmas decorations don't say, "Greatest Party Ever.
" They say, "Hi, we barely tried.
" My basement has cobwebs.
I didn't want to go down there anyway.
[chuffs.]
Eep! Don't say anything about the party.
Just act normal.
Hey, pals.
What are you two up to? I have chores.
And I'm just acting normal.
I mean, I just got the mumps.
Again.
Even though you can't get them twice.
I guess the mumps can't count.
Okay, toodles! Gotta go, uh, sweep.
Bye! Hmm.
[whistling.]
[both grunt.]
I'm sorry.
My fault.
[laughs.]
It's all right.
I should've been looking where I was going.
[chuckles.]
Okay, then it's your fault.
[laughs.]
My name's Jim.
I'm Kate.
The bread just got out of the oven.
You came at a good time.
I sure did.
So, uh, I should go.
Right.
Right.
Have a nice day! Watch out for people opening doors and then not letting you through! What? [sighs.]
[Lucky.]
Okay, we're going to need some entertainment.
At Muffy St.
Donald's party, we went on a riverboat cruise with singers and dancers and a man on stilts who did the tango.
Is there anyone in town who can do anything like that? I know someone who can dance.
Great.
Who? I'm sitting on him.
Hit it, Boomerang! [neighs.]
You're hired! [nickers.]
Nice work, Boomerang! Eep again.
You must be feeling better, Abigail.
I am.
[coughs.]
Now I'm not.
Bye! [chuckles nervously.]
Wait a minute.
This isn't the broom closet.
Bye! [sighs.]
Lucky, I think we hurt her feelings.
I don't like this.
Me neither, but when Pru sees her party, she'll be so happy, she won't even remember being sad.
And we won't remember making her sad.
I hope so.
Well, I know so.
And now there's even more reason for us to make this party spectacular.
Easy, Junipero.
It's just a currycomb.
Happy birthday, Pru.
Thanks, Turo.
I'm glad someone remembered.
I ran into Lucky and Abigail twice, and they didn't say anything.
Well, they know you don't celebrate your birthday.
Yeah, but they could have at least mentioned it.
How about I say it for 'em? Happy birthday, happy birthday.
[laughs.]
Much better! Junipero's looking good.
He's trusting me more.
Still skittish about being groomed, though.
Huh.
Let's see if we can fix that.
[sniffing.]
[Turo.]
There you go.
[chomping.]
[nickers.]
Now that the sugar's in, we just need to shake it up.
Hey, girls, what's going on here? We're making ice cream to go with the birthday cake.
The cake? I'll be right back.
Okay! Ready to shake it up? [both grunting.]
Ai! Ow, ow, ow, ow.
[neighing.]
Good job, Spirit! Boomerang, get in on the action! [Abigail.]
Go, Boomerang! [girls laugh.]
[Lucky.]
Yeah! [Abigail.]
All right! This is the best thing I've ever seen in my entire life.
-[Spirit neighs.]
-[crashing.]
Yikes! No! My ice cream! Stop, you two! Oh, well, we'll just have to get stuff to make more.
We can't! We bought all the cream in the store.
They won't have more until they milk the cows tomorrow.
[sighs.]
You're right, Abigail.
A party doesn't need ice cream.
It's okay.
We still have other things we can do.
Follow me.
[sighs.]
[groans.]
I can't believe they don't carry piñatas.
What kind of general store is this? Is there a place around here to get roller skates? Or ice skates? And ice? No, and I don't think we're gonna find a hot air balloon, either.
[groans.]
Look, it's getting late, and we don't have anything.
Maybe we should just tell Pru why we've been acting so weird and all go on a sunset ride.
No! I am going to pull off an amazing party if it's the last thing I do.
Now, are you with me or not? Sort of.
Sort of? Look, I know this isn't easy, and we don't have a lot of time.
But it's for Pru! Poor little Pru, all alone on her birthday with no piñata.
[sighs.]
What's next on the list? I wish we could do a fashion show.
I don't think Pru would want that.
Trust me, she would when she saw our fashion show.
At Ruthie Wadsworth's last birthday, they had models in bathing suits who jumped into a big pool! Well, since we don't have a pool, models or a Ruthie Wadsworth, trust me this time.
We can't do a fashion show.
Fashion show? I can do that! I'm spiffy! -No.
-Great! -I'm on it! -Snips, I said no! I don't believe it! Lucky and Abigail didn't go home.
Uh how dare they? [groans.]
I have to go.
Whew.
Girl stuff.
[shop bell jingles.]
[whistling.]
No! [grunting.]
-[sighs.]
-Oh, are you okay? I'm great.
And now I can add "acrobat" to my job skills.
[laughs.]
So, uh, what are you doing on this lovely afternoon? Oh, just shopping for a new dress for the town dance next week.
Not that I want to go.
I mean, I do want to go.
I mean, I have to go.
These errands don't run themselves, no matter how much you ask them! [chuckles.]
What? [laughs nervously.]
That's not good.
Hey, how's my birthday girl? [sighs.]
You know, keepin' things bottled up ain't healthy.
Hammer.
Just sayin', you don't have to be so tough all the time.
I'm not being tough.
This isn't a bad way to spend your birthday, helping your dad, is it? This is a terrible way to spend my birthday! This whole day has been terrible! Lucky and Abigail have been ignoring me, and I know I don't celebrate my birthday, but still.
They're hanging out with Snips, Dad! [groans.]
I give up.
I'm going for a ride.
Can you leave the pliers? Never mind.
Don't need 'em.
So when she gets here, we'll yell, "Surprise!" Then you and Boomerang will go [sighs.]
What's wrong with Boomerang? [chuffs.]
Aw! The sugar in the ice cream must have gotten to him.
He'll be okay.
[Boomerang coughing and wheezing.]
[party popper squeaks.]
So that's where the streamers went.
Poor Boomerang.
Poor Boomerang? Poor me! We have no entertainment and half my decorations are gone.
Boomerang's ruining my party! Your decorations? Your party? Lucky, this is Pru's party, and Pru wouldn't want any of this.
Pru doesn't know what she wants.
She doesn't even celebrate her birthday.
Hey.
Why are you ignoring Pru? -We're not.
-Yes, we are.
Come on, Lucky.
Let's go find her and apologize.
And ruin the surprise? Did you even listen? Pru's upset.
-The party will cheer her up.
-What party? We have nothing.
You're being really negative, Abigail.
We can still save this.
Maybe you can, but I can't.
Because I quit.
-What? -I quit! I quit the party.
I quit ignoring Pru, and I quit you! [gasps.]
Fine.
But next year, when Pru tells the story about why her birthday got ruined, it'll be because of you and your dumb horse.
I'm gonna go talk to my friend.
And Boomerang's not dumb.
He's complicated.
[neighing.]
[groans.]
Lucky, come look at the cake.
We don't need it anymore.
The party's off.
[Lucky.]
Hyah, hyah.
[Spirit neighing.]
Okay.
I'm gonna go inside now.
She says I'm doing this for myself and not Pru? That's ridiculous! If I was throwing a party for myself, it would be on my birthday, not on Pru's.
Clearly, my party is for Pru! [chuffs.]
What? [chuffs.]
Okay, I get it.
I said "my party" again.
But it's not like I didn't want Pru to have fun too.
[neighs.]
[nickers.]
[sighs.]
All right.
We'll go apologize.
Well, I will.
You're fine.
[neighs.]
[sighs.]
Aw.
Thanks, Chica Linda.
This is almost as good as a birthday candle.
[blows.]
Oh! Oh! [sighs.]
What do you want, Abigail? To say happy birthday.
I'm sorry I didn't say it before.
Lucky and I have been planning a huge surprise party for you.
We thought if we wished you happy birthday, it would ruin the surprise.
Really? Yes! And not just any party, but one with ice cream and cake and a fashion show and a magician who saws his wife in half.
I thought today was worse than all my other birthdays combined, but you know what? This is going to be my best birthday yet.
-It is? -Yes! I didn't want to admit it, but I really do want a party! You do? That's what I just wished for on my dandelion! I can't wait.
Great.
See you at 6:00.
Don't worry, I'll act surprised.
Hmm.
Whoa, Boomerang! Abigail! Abigail, I'm so sorry for-- Me too.
Enough chitchat.
You know the party we called off? -It's on.
-[gasps.]
I told Pru everything.
She was so excited I couldn't tell her we're not doing it, but we only have a half an hour.
Oh, my gosh! Where do we start? Now you don't know what to do? [groans.]
You know that bossy Lucky I didn't like before? We need her! [sighs.]
Okay, you're right.
We can do this.
You get stuff set up, and I'll handle the food.
Please? Dad! Dad! We need the cake! Uh-oh.
Hmm.
-Aunt Cora? -Oh! Dinner's back on.
But please go easy on Pru.
It's her birthday.
Oh! [chuckles.]
It's her birthday, but it is my moment.
-You got that, Abigail? -I can handle decorations too.
Great.
But we still need some kind of entertainment.
I think Boomerang can pull it together.
Boomerang! [nickers.]
[whinnies.]
Ugh! Is there anyone else in town who can perform? Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me I'd be delighted to perform for the masses.
Shall I start with "O Frontier, Thou Art My Father" or "My Lady Left Me and Now I'm Blue"? They're both so great.
You decide.
[vocalizing.]
[croaking.]
[laughs.]
Snips! Be at my house in ten minutes! The fashion show's back on.
It was off? Oh! We wish you a Merry Birthday and a Happy Pru Year We did it.
Just in time.
Here she comes! [both.]
Surprise! Welcome to your big city birthday party.
But in the country! I can't believe it! All this for me? Turo's supposed to come, too.
Yeah, 'cause we remembered to invite him.
So, Pru, how do you like your Happy Birthday tree? I've never seen one before.
Are those cobwebs? They're decorations, but by spiders.
Here.
It was supposed to say "Pru," but Boomerang ate the "r.
" It's a little sticky.
Oh, that's just his slobber.
Time for entertainment! [sniffs.]
Presenting the lovely Maricela! Maricela? You can come out now.
O frontier, thou art my father O frontier, thou art my mother La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la - Ahh -[neighing.]
O frontier Come see the other stuff.
-Oh! Is the magician here? -He was, but he disappeared.
He could appear again.
You never know! Anyway, want to see your cake? Oops.
Everyone knows that's the gamiest part of the animal.
Let's eat dinner instead.
Yum! Looks good, right? Mmm.
It looks delicious! Pru, your 12th birthday is the perfect time to discuss flatware etiquette.
You see, the salad fork is smaller and on the outside of the setting so you use it first, whereas the meat fork is closer to the plate.
An oyster fork would be placed just on the right, the tines nestled in a bowl that was spooned so-- Who has time to eat when there's a fashion show? O frontier, thou art my father O frontier [Lucky.]
Welcome to Snips' and Señor Carrots' fantastic fashion show! Señor Carrots is ready for spring in a delightful pink pillbox hat.
And here's one for an afternoon tea.
[braying.]
Señor Carrots is a dream in suede.
And no night in this town is complete without [voice fades.]
[sighs.]
This is really bad, isn't it? It's worse than I ever imagined.
[sighs.]
I wish there was something here she really wanted.
[gasps.]
No! Don't leave me alone with this! And what donkey wouldn't have sweet dreams in this ruffly nightcap? Hmm.
I have one just like that and that and that! -My hats! -Whoa! Young man, get back here at once! Oh, no! -You come back here! -But pink is his color! Come on, Señor Carrots! [giggling.]
-[Aunt Cora panting.]
-[laughing.]
Come back here, you beast! My dress! [Aunt Cora grunting.]
Like the wind, Señor Carrots! -Get back here! -[Aunt Cora.]
The cake! No! Not the cake! [Boomerang neighs.]
Boomerang, no! [neighs.]
[screams.]
[neighing.]
[screams.]
See you later, muchachos.
No, no, no! Get back here! What are you doing? Come back! Come on! -[Snips.]
You can't catch me! -[whinnying.]
-Come on.
Come back! -[Lucky.]
Pru, guess what! [gasps.]
-[Snips laughing.]
-[shouting.]
-[Aunt Cora.]
Get back! Stop running away! -Whoa! Pru, we're really sorry about the party.
We tried to do amazing stuff, and then we tried to do good stuff, and then we just tried to do stuff.
Well It was a disaster.
I thought it was great! -What? -Huh? You did so much work to plan it, and you only had one day.
To me, this was the best birthday ever.
I'm so relieved.
I may have made it a little too much about me.
May have? But we did get you something we think you'll like.
Oh, you didn't have to.
But I'm glad you did.
I can't wait to see what you come up with for my birthday next year! [both gasp.]
[horse chuffs.]
[theme music playing.]
I'm gonna ride I'm riding free So come along, let's go along Come on the journey with me I'm gonna ride I'm riding free As long as I am here with you I feel the spirit within me - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh And underneath, there's a secret music box.
[tune playing.]
[Abigail.]
Ooh.
It used to be a ballerina, but when my dad met my mom, he had it replaced with a lady that looks just like her.
That's so romantic.
Whoops! Isn't it, Pru? -Pru? -This is amazing.
Oh, that's from last year.
There were so many candles, I thought I was going to set my hair on fire.
I mean that you have a picture of yourself.
I've never had one taken.
Really? Not even on your birthday? Pru doesn't do anything on her birthday.
-What? -It's tomorrow.
And she has nothing planned.
Your birthday's tomorrow and you have nothing planned? So did a photographer take this, or does your dad have a camera? No and yes, and why? Why don't you celebrate your birthday? I used to, but something always went wrong.
One year, my dad sat on a beehive.
Then the next year, there was the-- [groans.]
molasses incident.
I still feel sticky.
And the year after that, Abigail gave me mumps.
[grunts.]
I also gave you a really nice saddlebag.
-But-- -[knock on door.]
Girls, it's getting late.
I don't want your parents worrying.
-But-- -See you tomorrow.
-But-- -Bye! But! But how could you not want a party? This is it, Spirit.
I may be new to frontier living, but I know parties.
Finally, our chance to prove ourselves.
Well, my chance.
You're doing great.
[chuffs.]
Abigail! Abigail! Lucky, what's wrong? Nothing.
Everything.
Enough chitchat.
I have the best idea.
We're going to throw Pru a surprise birthday party tonight! -But-- -She's done so much for me since I moved here.
Now it's my turn to do something for her.
Something she'd really like.
She'd like it if you ignored her birthday.
I can't! Sure, Pru's trying to be strong and tough, but underneath that hard exterior is a little girl who just wants to be celebrated on her special day, but is afraid of being let down.
Again.
Oh! Let's make that little girl's dreams come true.
[neighs.]
Oh, we had great parties back in the city.
One year, we went to a fancy restaurant for dinner.
Ooh! And we always had ice cream and a giant cake with candles.
Ah.
Then one year, we went to the theater to see a matinee! Ooh! And last year, we went to a fashion show.
Waiting for an "ah.
" Lucky, Miradero doesn't have any of those things.
The closest we ever got to a fashion show was the time that Doc Wilkins tore a hole in the seat of his overalls.
Then we'll work with what we do have.
Aunt Cora, today is Pru's birthday.
Can you make a fancy dinner like the ones we had in the city? Of course.
This is the perfect opportunity for me to start teaching you girls proper table manners.
Um, thanks anyway, but never mind! Who needs dinner when you could have cake? -Hi, Dad! -Hi, girls.
We're throwing a birthday party for Pru.
So can you please go to the bakery and get us the biggest, fanciest, chocolaty-est cake they've got? -Sure thing, sweet pea.
-Thanks! Thanks! Next up, decorations.
Oh, I know! We can use the Christmas stuff from my basement.
But old Christmas decorations don't say, "Greatest Party Ever.
" They say, "Hi, we barely tried.
" My basement has cobwebs.
I didn't want to go down there anyway.
[chuffs.]
Eep! Don't say anything about the party.
Just act normal.
Hey, pals.
What are you two up to? I have chores.
And I'm just acting normal.
I mean, I just got the mumps.
Again.
Even though you can't get them twice.
I guess the mumps can't count.
Okay, toodles! Gotta go, uh, sweep.
Bye! Hmm.
[whistling.]
[both grunt.]
I'm sorry.
My fault.
[laughs.]
It's all right.
I should've been looking where I was going.
[chuckles.]
Okay, then it's your fault.
[laughs.]
My name's Jim.
I'm Kate.
The bread just got out of the oven.
You came at a good time.
I sure did.
So, uh, I should go.
Right.
Right.
Have a nice day! Watch out for people opening doors and then not letting you through! What? [sighs.]
[Lucky.]
Okay, we're going to need some entertainment.
At Muffy St.
Donald's party, we went on a riverboat cruise with singers and dancers and a man on stilts who did the tango.
Is there anyone in town who can do anything like that? I know someone who can dance.
Great.
Who? I'm sitting on him.
Hit it, Boomerang! [neighs.]
You're hired! [nickers.]
Nice work, Boomerang! Eep again.
You must be feeling better, Abigail.
I am.
[coughs.]
Now I'm not.
Bye! [chuckles nervously.]
Wait a minute.
This isn't the broom closet.
Bye! [sighs.]
Lucky, I think we hurt her feelings.
I don't like this.
Me neither, but when Pru sees her party, she'll be so happy, she won't even remember being sad.
And we won't remember making her sad.
I hope so.
Well, I know so.
And now there's even more reason for us to make this party spectacular.
Easy, Junipero.
It's just a currycomb.
Happy birthday, Pru.
Thanks, Turo.
I'm glad someone remembered.
I ran into Lucky and Abigail twice, and they didn't say anything.
Well, they know you don't celebrate your birthday.
Yeah, but they could have at least mentioned it.
How about I say it for 'em? Happy birthday, happy birthday.
[laughs.]
Much better! Junipero's looking good.
He's trusting me more.
Still skittish about being groomed, though.
Huh.
Let's see if we can fix that.
[sniffing.]
[Turo.]
There you go.
[chomping.]
[nickers.]
Now that the sugar's in, we just need to shake it up.
Hey, girls, what's going on here? We're making ice cream to go with the birthday cake.
The cake? I'll be right back.
Okay! Ready to shake it up? [both grunting.]
Ai! Ow, ow, ow, ow.
[neighing.]
Good job, Spirit! Boomerang, get in on the action! [Abigail.]
Go, Boomerang! [girls laugh.]
[Lucky.]
Yeah! [Abigail.]
All right! This is the best thing I've ever seen in my entire life.
-[Spirit neighs.]
-[crashing.]
Yikes! No! My ice cream! Stop, you two! Oh, well, we'll just have to get stuff to make more.
We can't! We bought all the cream in the store.
They won't have more until they milk the cows tomorrow.
[sighs.]
You're right, Abigail.
A party doesn't need ice cream.
It's okay.
We still have other things we can do.
Follow me.
[sighs.]
[groans.]
I can't believe they don't carry piñatas.
What kind of general store is this? Is there a place around here to get roller skates? Or ice skates? And ice? No, and I don't think we're gonna find a hot air balloon, either.
[groans.]
Look, it's getting late, and we don't have anything.
Maybe we should just tell Pru why we've been acting so weird and all go on a sunset ride.
No! I am going to pull off an amazing party if it's the last thing I do.
Now, are you with me or not? Sort of.
Sort of? Look, I know this isn't easy, and we don't have a lot of time.
But it's for Pru! Poor little Pru, all alone on her birthday with no piñata.
[sighs.]
What's next on the list? I wish we could do a fashion show.
I don't think Pru would want that.
Trust me, she would when she saw our fashion show.
At Ruthie Wadsworth's last birthday, they had models in bathing suits who jumped into a big pool! Well, since we don't have a pool, models or a Ruthie Wadsworth, trust me this time.
We can't do a fashion show.
Fashion show? I can do that! I'm spiffy! -No.
-Great! -I'm on it! -Snips, I said no! I don't believe it! Lucky and Abigail didn't go home.
Uh how dare they? [groans.]
I have to go.
Whew.
Girl stuff.
[shop bell jingles.]
[whistling.]
No! [grunting.]
-[sighs.]
-Oh, are you okay? I'm great.
And now I can add "acrobat" to my job skills.
[laughs.]
So, uh, what are you doing on this lovely afternoon? Oh, just shopping for a new dress for the town dance next week.
Not that I want to go.
I mean, I do want to go.
I mean, I have to go.
These errands don't run themselves, no matter how much you ask them! [chuckles.]
What? [laughs nervously.]
That's not good.
Hey, how's my birthday girl? [sighs.]
You know, keepin' things bottled up ain't healthy.
Hammer.
Just sayin', you don't have to be so tough all the time.
I'm not being tough.
This isn't a bad way to spend your birthday, helping your dad, is it? This is a terrible way to spend my birthday! This whole day has been terrible! Lucky and Abigail have been ignoring me, and I know I don't celebrate my birthday, but still.
They're hanging out with Snips, Dad! [groans.]
I give up.
I'm going for a ride.
Can you leave the pliers? Never mind.
Don't need 'em.
So when she gets here, we'll yell, "Surprise!" Then you and Boomerang will go [sighs.]
What's wrong with Boomerang? [chuffs.]
Aw! The sugar in the ice cream must have gotten to him.
He'll be okay.
[Boomerang coughing and wheezing.]
[party popper squeaks.]
So that's where the streamers went.
Poor Boomerang.
Poor Boomerang? Poor me! We have no entertainment and half my decorations are gone.
Boomerang's ruining my party! Your decorations? Your party? Lucky, this is Pru's party, and Pru wouldn't want any of this.
Pru doesn't know what she wants.
She doesn't even celebrate her birthday.
Hey.
Why are you ignoring Pru? -We're not.
-Yes, we are.
Come on, Lucky.
Let's go find her and apologize.
And ruin the surprise? Did you even listen? Pru's upset.
-The party will cheer her up.
-What party? We have nothing.
You're being really negative, Abigail.
We can still save this.
Maybe you can, but I can't.
Because I quit.
-What? -I quit! I quit the party.
I quit ignoring Pru, and I quit you! [gasps.]
Fine.
But next year, when Pru tells the story about why her birthday got ruined, it'll be because of you and your dumb horse.
I'm gonna go talk to my friend.
And Boomerang's not dumb.
He's complicated.
[neighing.]
[groans.]
Lucky, come look at the cake.
We don't need it anymore.
The party's off.
[Lucky.]
Hyah, hyah.
[Spirit neighing.]
Okay.
I'm gonna go inside now.
She says I'm doing this for myself and not Pru? That's ridiculous! If I was throwing a party for myself, it would be on my birthday, not on Pru's.
Clearly, my party is for Pru! [chuffs.]
What? [chuffs.]
Okay, I get it.
I said "my party" again.
But it's not like I didn't want Pru to have fun too.
[neighs.]
[nickers.]
[sighs.]
All right.
We'll go apologize.
Well, I will.
You're fine.
[neighs.]
[sighs.]
Aw.
Thanks, Chica Linda.
This is almost as good as a birthday candle.
[blows.]
Oh! Oh! [sighs.]
What do you want, Abigail? To say happy birthday.
I'm sorry I didn't say it before.
Lucky and I have been planning a huge surprise party for you.
We thought if we wished you happy birthday, it would ruin the surprise.
Really? Yes! And not just any party, but one with ice cream and cake and a fashion show and a magician who saws his wife in half.
I thought today was worse than all my other birthdays combined, but you know what? This is going to be my best birthday yet.
-It is? -Yes! I didn't want to admit it, but I really do want a party! You do? That's what I just wished for on my dandelion! I can't wait.
Great.
See you at 6:00.
Don't worry, I'll act surprised.
Hmm.
Whoa, Boomerang! Abigail! Abigail, I'm so sorry for-- Me too.
Enough chitchat.
You know the party we called off? -It's on.
-[gasps.]
I told Pru everything.
She was so excited I couldn't tell her we're not doing it, but we only have a half an hour.
Oh, my gosh! Where do we start? Now you don't know what to do? [groans.]
You know that bossy Lucky I didn't like before? We need her! [sighs.]
Okay, you're right.
We can do this.
You get stuff set up, and I'll handle the food.
Please? Dad! Dad! We need the cake! Uh-oh.
Hmm.
-Aunt Cora? -Oh! Dinner's back on.
But please go easy on Pru.
It's her birthday.
Oh! [chuckles.]
It's her birthday, but it is my moment.
-You got that, Abigail? -I can handle decorations too.
Great.
But we still need some kind of entertainment.
I think Boomerang can pull it together.
Boomerang! [nickers.]
[whinnies.]
Ugh! Is there anyone else in town who can perform? Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me I'd be delighted to perform for the masses.
Shall I start with "O Frontier, Thou Art My Father" or "My Lady Left Me and Now I'm Blue"? They're both so great.
You decide.
[vocalizing.]
[croaking.]
[laughs.]
Snips! Be at my house in ten minutes! The fashion show's back on.
It was off? Oh! We wish you a Merry Birthday and a Happy Pru Year We did it.
Just in time.
Here she comes! [both.]
Surprise! Welcome to your big city birthday party.
But in the country! I can't believe it! All this for me? Turo's supposed to come, too.
Yeah, 'cause we remembered to invite him.
So, Pru, how do you like your Happy Birthday tree? I've never seen one before.
Are those cobwebs? They're decorations, but by spiders.
Here.
It was supposed to say "Pru," but Boomerang ate the "r.
" It's a little sticky.
Oh, that's just his slobber.
Time for entertainment! [sniffs.]
Presenting the lovely Maricela! Maricela? You can come out now.
O frontier, thou art my father O frontier, thou art my mother La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la - Ahh -[neighing.]
O frontier Come see the other stuff.
-Oh! Is the magician here? -He was, but he disappeared.
He could appear again.
You never know! Anyway, want to see your cake? Oops.
Everyone knows that's the gamiest part of the animal.
Let's eat dinner instead.
Yum! Looks good, right? Mmm.
It looks delicious! Pru, your 12th birthday is the perfect time to discuss flatware etiquette.
You see, the salad fork is smaller and on the outside of the setting so you use it first, whereas the meat fork is closer to the plate.
An oyster fork would be placed just on the right, the tines nestled in a bowl that was spooned so-- Who has time to eat when there's a fashion show? O frontier, thou art my father O frontier [Lucky.]
Welcome to Snips' and Señor Carrots' fantastic fashion show! Señor Carrots is ready for spring in a delightful pink pillbox hat.
And here's one for an afternoon tea.
[braying.]
Señor Carrots is a dream in suede.
And no night in this town is complete without [voice fades.]
[sighs.]
This is really bad, isn't it? It's worse than I ever imagined.
[sighs.]
I wish there was something here she really wanted.
[gasps.]
No! Don't leave me alone with this! And what donkey wouldn't have sweet dreams in this ruffly nightcap? Hmm.
I have one just like that and that and that! -My hats! -Whoa! Young man, get back here at once! Oh, no! -You come back here! -But pink is his color! Come on, Señor Carrots! [giggling.]
-[Aunt Cora panting.]
-[laughing.]
Come back here, you beast! My dress! [Aunt Cora grunting.]
Like the wind, Señor Carrots! -Get back here! -[Aunt Cora.]
The cake! No! Not the cake! [Boomerang neighs.]
Boomerang, no! [neighs.]
[screams.]
[neighing.]
[screams.]
See you later, muchachos.
No, no, no! Get back here! What are you doing? Come back! Come on! -[Snips.]
You can't catch me! -[whinnying.]
-Come on.
Come back! -[Lucky.]
Pru, guess what! [gasps.]
-[Snips laughing.]
-[shouting.]
-[Aunt Cora.]
Get back! Stop running away! -Whoa! Pru, we're really sorry about the party.
We tried to do amazing stuff, and then we tried to do good stuff, and then we just tried to do stuff.
Well It was a disaster.
I thought it was great! -What? -Huh? You did so much work to plan it, and you only had one day.
To me, this was the best birthday ever.
I'm so relieved.
I may have made it a little too much about me.
May have? But we did get you something we think you'll like.
Oh, you didn't have to.
But I'm glad you did.
I can't wait to see what you come up with for my birthday next year! [both gasp.]