has
serious junk in the trunk.
XANDER: Yeah, little fatty!
THEODORE: Stop it!
RYAN: He jiggles
when I poke him.
(CHIPMUNKS THRASHING)
RYAN: Mommy!
Simon, does this make
my butt look smaller?
Theodore,
your butt looks fine.
Those guys are just jerks.
(BOTH GASPING)
(GROWLING)
(BARKING)
Gentlemen.
You threatened to
climb inside of him
and build a nest.
That was out of line.
I'm not even sure
that's physically possible.
I should suspend
all three of you.
Please do.
(BOBBLEHEAD SQUEAKING)
Instead,
I have a better idea.
Due to budget cutbacks,
we are in jeopardy of losing
our beloved music program.
That's awful.
RUBIN: I know.
But there is one
small ray of hope.
Every year
the district sponsors
a music competition.
And the winner's
school receives $25,000.
If we win,
we can save our program.
And you want us to perform?
'Cause I didn't
think you were a fan.
Why don't you sleep on it?
Wait a minute!
What is that? That's us!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait.
THEODORE: I look skinny.
Promise me that you
won't say anything.
A principal has
a certain image to uphold,
and if the faculty
ever found out about this,
I could...
I just cannot believe
that you're actually
sitting in my office.
I have all of your CDs.
I even went to see
you last year in Denver.
That's where I got this.
It was my birthday.
And I was like,
"Oh! The Chipmunks! Ah!"
So what do you say?
Will you represent
our school?
Honestly, suspension still
sounds pretty good to me.
Come on, Alvin.
What do you say?
One for all and
three for one!
Well put, Theodore.
Very well put.
Count us in.
(UNENTHUSIASTICALLY) Yay.
Go, Eagles!
(SCREECHES)
Eagles? Where?
IAN: Ah, the penthouse level.
Tres exclusivo.
(DOG WHIMPERING)
Isn't that that Chihuahua?
You know, from the movie?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, it...
I mean, yeah,
of course it is.
A lot of big names live here.
(ELEANOR GREETING IN SPANISH)
I must have his autograph.
Hey, hey, Brittany, uh-uh.
You wanna be a star?
Act like a star.
All right?
You don't get autographs,
you give them.
Oh. Right.
Uh... Hey, look, over there!
There're a couple of
the Jonas Brothers.
(GASPS) Where?
I don't see them.
IAN: Here we are! Okay!
Let's scoot in to my...
What? Did I... Oh, darn it!
Darn it to heck!
ELEANOR: What's wrong?
Girls, I apologize,
but I seem to
have left my keys
back in my office.
What if one of you
were to shoot through
that mail slot
and open it up
from the inside, huh?
Oh, I'll do it.
(GRUNTING)
I'm stuck!
All right, I got you.
I got you.
(IAN GRUNTING)
ELEANOR: Ow! Not so hard!
IAN: Might want to
lay off the nuts.
Oh.
All right, how about
you, Glasses? You're in
better shape. Wanna go?
I'm not that great
at things like this.
I got it!
(DOOR UNLOCKING)
Yes!
Ooh! Impressive!
BRITTANY: Nice!
Gee willikers! Stripes!
Oh, snazzy!
Circles!
This is the best
tree house ever!
A red piano!
Oh, Brit.
Is this a dream?
Somebody pinch me.
This is way better
than a tree.
I just adore
a penthouse view.
Nice one, Hawke.
Yeah? You like it?
BRITTANY: Do I?
I live here.
It's so beautiful!
Yeah.
NARRATOR ON TV: Last time
We visited Meerkat Manor,
a rival group
called the Commandos
was making large inroads
into the Whiskers' territory.
(SNIFFING)
Ah, Toby!
I thought Alvin was messy.
This is literally disgusting.
I feel like I'm living
in a dumpster.
Simon, it's Meerkat Manor.
Watch with me.
(SIGHS) You know,
you're right. You're right.
I just need to relax.
Maybe that'll ease
my nerves a little.
(CRUNCHING)
What is this? What...
Oh, you've got to be joking.
A taco? In a blanket? Toby!
TOBY: Ladies and gentlemen,
going for his turkey,
it's the Tobester.
(GRUNTS)
Come on, baby!
(LAUGHING) Yes!
Yes!
(EXCLAIMS)
No problem.
Watch and learn,
my friends.
Oops. Well, it looks like
it's time to play my
second favorite game.
Hide the Broken TV