Would you come down? I apologise for saying
I’d rather have my head transplanted onto a chimpanzee’s body than a second helping
of your pineapple casserole. Is that so? You’re sorry for being rude? Yes. I didn’t mean to say it out loud. There, we made up. Now come down from the attic! Yes? You’re more like the thief who’s sorry
he got caught but not sorry that he stole! Sometimes, Stan,
I don’t even think I know you. PAT! Shouting won’t help. From now on, people who
love me move to the front of the line. And you… well, fake friends are not worth it. Hi there, ‘Spidey’! I bet you’re tired of
hanging out in the attic all by yourself, right? I can fix that. There. Listen, want to be my new best friend? Do you? Yes? Do you like to cuddle? From behind? Are you crazy? Is this for your goth cooking class? No, I quit over those black aprons. This is
‘RoRo’ from the attic. She’s my new best friend. – You’ve been replaced.
– She could be your sister for all I care! But in this house, I forbid… no hairy legs! Point one… your legs are hairy!
Point two… she’s been living here as long as we have! But maybe she’d be willing to
shave the two in front. I’ll ask. Don’t worry about Stan. By the way, when female
friends ask me ‘boxers or briefs’? I ask them ‘razors or wax’? Isn’t it obvious? She’s embarrassed to talk
about such personal things in front of you. Wait until you try my foot massage. There you go! A double wide treadmill. Much
better for 8 legs. Are you happy, RoRo? Poor, spoiled RoRo! Gone are the days when
she had a web address, her very own internet, where she could grab a snack anytime she wanted. No longer the free spirit, she’s been changed from a spider to a gerbil! That’s enough! You don’t know what you’re
talking about. – You’re just jealous of RoRo.
– Me?? Don’t start up again, you know what I mean!
It must be hard for you not being the top dog. Stop! Ok, I promise to let it go – but only
under one condition. Tomorrow night, we have all our friends to dinner, including RoRo. No way jose, because I can tell you’re up
to some kind of trick. Nothing more than the truth you refuse to
accept! No one likes spiders, and treating RoRo like she’s one of us is a very bad idea. Especially for RoRo! Ok, I accept! My friends love me, and they’ll
love whom I love. Homemade, I hope you like them! Mini pomegranate quiche! They look a lot tastier than that weird pineapple
casserole you told me about. – Haha, well….
– Well, at least I wash my hands! Which reminds
me, did you use the last of the toilet paper? Pat’s fruit casserole wasn’t so weird. Turning a spider into a household pet, now, that would be weird – especially if you acted like it
was your best friend, don’t you think? A spider?! You must be joking! I’ve always detested those horrible creatures! They leave cobwebs everywhere! Cobwebs are from cobs – spiders leave spiderwebs. Yes. Much worse. Fine! This room is too crowded by one, so
I’ll leave. Oh, RoRo! If you only knew how mean people are. But maybe that’s why you bite! To get even… RoRo? RoRo?? RoRo!? RORO!!!! …and then I told her, the only way to stop
a gopher from making holes in her lawn was if her lawn was on another planet! Haha! Looking for a contact lens! – You wear contacts??
– Well, no but you can never tell for sure! They’re so small. Sorry! Whenever I eat anything with pomegranates,
I get a little bouncy. – Second, Stephanie?
– I think I will! Aah! What is wrong with you? Too tight! Is this wrong? Dancing! Pat! What’s going on? RoRo wasn’t on her treadmill! She’s working
out somewhere in here! Sssh! Don’t insult her in front of strangers! Attention, everyone! There’s a huge spider
crawling around in here. Let me introduce you! This is RoRo! RoRo, this is everybo……. RORO! Come back! I tried to tell you, but no! You’re mister
Know It All! You’re to blame, Stan, and now poor RoRo is
all alone! No web, no one to care for her, no custom made gymnasium with workout boots! My RoRo! She was such a good friend. And she never once bit me. Ok, calm down – enough! I can’t take it! Come
on, I bet she’s at Emily’s. – A spider likes dark, dreary places! Hello??
– Get away from here! Both of you! The neighbour is always the last to know about the creepy things going on right next door! Get out! Where’s that spider?? She ran away, and she’s not a monster! RoRo
wouldn’t hurt a fly! Well, a fly…maybe. Aaah! RoRo! My RoRo! Wait, Stan! She’s heading for ChiChi’s house!
Come on, let’s go! Professor ChiChi! No! Do not worry! My invention will just paralyse
the spider! It wouldn’t hurt a fly! – Well, a fly…maybe.
– No, stop! – Professor ChiChi! This always happens with you!
– It’s temporary! Don’t stand too close when Pat gets unfrozen.
When he falls, he could crush one of your paws. Where’s that spider? There it is! No! Ahh! It’s always the battery! I have a spare
in the fridge! Trust me, my bark is worse than my bite.
I wouldn’t hurt a fly. Well, a fly…maybe. Stop!! Chi-chi, no! …just as well, you needed a time out. Thank you, Stan, you’re a true friend! You
really came through! – RoRo is happy and so am I!
– That makes 3! Pat, I was only teasing you about the dessert! How would I even know what a cowpie tastes like? Pat! I’m staying down here with a new friend that
I made! He is the best! Your new friend?? What new friend? I’m not quite sure because it’s dark. But he has two cute ‘thingamajiggies’ sticking out of his forehead! Oh no! You will NOT bring a cockroach up here!
Not in my house!