The Proud Family: Louder and Prouder

Look at them.

They are all way too happy to be at a funeral.

Well, that's because the elusive chanteuse, Mariah Carey,

is singing, child. That's why.

Hmm.

This hot Gouda almost makes these proud snacks edible.

So who do you think did it, Shuggie?

Uh, little girl, are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?

Excuse me.

But seriously, I don't have the slightest clue

who could have killed that monkey.

Hmm.

Welcome to Snackland.

Think about it. There's the word "sure" in insurance.

And everybody surely needs insurance these days--

And I'm surely not interested. And by the way, you're not Shaq.

Just whack, Rodney.

Well, if you're not going to get a policy on the park,

at least insure Snacky Monkey.

Why would I buy insurance for a monkey?

He's a monkey!

What happens if Snacky Monkey is abducted by aliens?

Or even worse, eats one of your snacks?

I'll buy a new monkey!

Yeah, but if you had insurance, you'd have seven figures to do it with.

Hmm? Uh, are we talking an NBA seven figures?

Or an NFL seven figures?

Because they don't be paying them football brothers at all.

We're talking baseball seven figures.

Rodney, my good man.

Exactly how much would this policy cost?

Not much. I sent Snacky Monkey to your wife

for a pre-qualifying medical exam.

He's no Anthony Davis, though he does have a unibrow.

He doesn't have a unibrow!

-That's fur. He's a monkey. - Hey!

Come on, man, that's the same thing.

How much, Rodney?

Hmm? Hmm.

What in the-- No way!

I'm not paying that, baby Kazaam. Why don't you just disappear?

Think about it.

Monkeys don't live that long.

No way you lose on this deal. Here's how much you'll make

when Mr. Chips goes to that big zoo in the sky.

Good googly goose fat!

- Rodney, my man. -

That decimal point is after the seven figures, right?

It's not a crumb. I've been fooled by that before.

Be a fool not to reconsider.

Where do I sign?

Make sure you read the fine print.

Oh, come on, man.

If you can't trust a fake full-time NBA champion, who can you trust?

The only place I wouldn't trust your tiny fake butt

is at the free throw line.

Where did you get those muscles?

-What are you doing, Rodney? -Proving you wrong.

Ow!

Two out of three.

Ow! You've ripped me, man.

Okay, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

Three out of five.

I take it back, Rodney, you're the man.

- - Welcome to Snackland.

Zang, who's going to wait 2897 minutes?

Apparently these people who obviously have no lives.

Penny, will you please go find your father?

Mayor Kelly is here to take photos.

But I'll lose my place in line!

Really?

- - Hmm?

All right, all right.

Best 313 out of 625.

- -Uh, Mr. Rodney, sir.

My daddy has to take a picture with the mayor.

Please?

No, not until I make a free throw.

Try bending your knees, put your arm at a 90 degree angle

and then flick your wrist when you release the ball.

No! No!

Anything else, little girl?

Just shoot my daddy so I can get the heck out of here!

Come on!

-Yes! -Can you dig it?

Penny, where's your father?

He's right here.

Oh, no, baby brah.

Looked like you were having a ball.

But not in a good way.

No, no, no, no.

Trudy! Help me.

Oscar, would you stop?

We can't take a picture with you looking like that.

Straighten yourself out!

What have I told you about hunching over?

I can't, Mama.

My foot is in my mouth and I can't tell you where my other foot is.

- Let the wizard help! -

Music, please, y'all.

Trudy!

Ow!

Oops! My bad, Oscar Proud.

Let Wizard make it up to you.

Can we take this picture?

My feet are killing me.

Get your arm off my wife, Wizard.

Oscar, quit playing around.

Just take the picture.

How many teeth do I got left?

Little Peabo, you remember what we talked about?

I sure do.

And thank you, Mr. Wizard, sir.

Everybody say "Snacky Monkey."

Snacky Monkey.

No doubt.

Now, who's gonna take the first ride?

As long as I don't have to wait, I'll go.

I think the owner of this fine establishment

should be the first one to go, y'all.

Oscar, he's right.

Baby, this is your moment.

Trudy, will you please follow my lead on this one?

It hasn't been tested yet.

Oscar, why would you do that?

That's why you can't get any insurance.

And everybody surely needs insurance these days.

And everybody surely needs insurance these days.

And everybody surely needs insurance these days.

I know who should go first.

Snacky Monkey.

- -

Where's Mr. Chips?

Mr. Chips is gone.

I don't know why.

Why!

Hey, my man. You gotta pull it together.

You make sure you pull my money together.

Oh, Lord, have mercy...

-So, Penny, why are we here again? -In this lame treehouse?

We're here to reflect upon a life cut short.

But a life lived well.

The life of Mr. Chips.

-Girl, there's no music. -Or repast.

I'm hungry.

No, you don't understand.

This is an opportunity to express your true emotions.

In a moment of loss like this,

-it's important not to hold them in. -

This is a safe space.

-Now what we're gonna do is go around... -

...and everyone will say a few words about how they feel.