Alvin and the Chipmunks (2007) - Quotes

Taglines: Get your squeak on!

Taglines: Watch out, cause here they come

Taglines: Things are going to get messy.

Taglines: The Last Man Home.......Is Not Alone.

Taglines: The original entourage.

Taglines: They're back and bigger than ever. Christmas

Taglines: Here comes trouble.

Ian: [In his car, believing he still has the Chipmunks] Hey, if you guys behave, maybe I'll let you call me "Uncle Ian" again. Deal?

Alvin doll: Hola, me llamo Alvin, y yo quiero una Hula-Hoop. (Translation: Hi, I'm Alvin, and I want a hula-hoop.)

Ian: [looks to the carrier, realizes the Chipmunks are gone] ¡Madre de Dios! (Translation: Mother of God.) NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Dave: Claire.

Claire: Hey.

Dave: Come on in!

Alvin: [leaning on a bottle of champagne, wearing his "A" cap] Well, hel-lo, Clarina!

Claire: [to the chipmunks] Hi, guys.

Dave: I hope you like toaster waffles.

Alvin: And, for US classy chipmunks, a BIT of the bubbly.

Claire: [surprised] Oohhh!

Alvin: [while struggling to uncork a bottle; the cork comes loose and goes flying...; ...then the cork smashes into the glass on a China cabinet; giggles nervously] Stupid...cork...DOESN'T-- Whoa! Yikes! Oops.

Dave: [after a short pause, calmly] Not gonna say it.

Alvin: Uh-oh!

Simon: Good grief.

Claire: Are you still not gonna say it?

Dave: [smiles] Nope!

Dave: [shocked, before the scene fades to black] I'm gonna say it. ALVIN!!!!!!

Alvin: [last line, offscreen] OKAY!

Ian: [To driver] Go, go go. Go.

David Seville: [In pursuit of Ian] Come on…

Alvin: Step on it, Dave! You're losing him!

David Seville: [smiling, surprised] H-h- how did you guys…?

Simon: We are talking chipmunks, Dave. We can get out of a cat carrier. Not even… hard to do.

Theodore: You came back for us!

David Seville: Well… of course I came back. We're a family.

Alvin: Ho-ly nuts!

David Seville: [confused] What?

Alvin: Uh, am I going crazy? Or did he just say, "family"?

David Seville: [giving in; lost for words] I know, but… ... I really missed you guys.

Theodore: [hugs Dave] I missed you too, Dave.

Simon: Me too. So did Alvin, he's just… too cool to admit it.

Theodore: [everyone looks at Alvin] Yeah, too macho.

Alvin: [close to tears, pretending to cough; fake coughs; clears throat; tries to seem dismissive; everyone becomes shocked; smiles] Missed you- too. Sorry, I had some sentimentality stuck in my throat. I just said, uh, I missed you too. : Whatever. Who are you guys to judge me? Okay, you know what? I miss my friend Dave, okay? I'll scream it from the rooftops. And I'm not afraid, I'm not ashamed! That's right! I love you, Dave!

David Seville: [rolle eyes playfully, smiles; Alvin climbs on him too] Come here.

Alvin: Uhm, Dave?

David Seville: Yes, Alvin?

Alvin: [enthusiastic; David is seemingly annoyed] Now can I steer? Oh please, please, please!

Simon: I always wanted to work the windshield wipers.

Theodore: Oh, and I'd like to beep the horn!

David Seville: Have at it, fellas!

Theodore: I'm a good beeper.

Simon: Save some horn for the rest of us, man.

Alvin: Come on, Dave, drive faster!

David Seville: [chuckle] Not with you steering!

Alvin: Dave, you drive like a sleepy old bear!

David Seville: Okay, Alvin, that's enough.

Alvin: Enough of what? Of being awesome?

David Seville: Alvin, I said "that's enough".

Alvin: Hey, look, Dave, no paws! Woooooooohooooooo!

David Seville: Guys.

Chipmunks: [Security detains Dave and Ian stops the Chipmunks] Dave!

David Seville: What are you doing?

Alvin: Put us down

Simon: Let me go..

Theodore: Hey!

Ian: You better study your French, because we’re going to Paris tonight, okay?

Alvin: I just had my tail re-done!

David Seville: No, wait!

Ian: [to security] Take that, put it with my stuff.

Alvin: Let us out of here! Let us out of here!

David Seville: No… what? Ian, they don't want this anymore. Just let them go!

Ian: [Pretends to be oblivious; Laughs] But… the guy just left. You should have said something about five seconds ago. Come back.

David Seville: Ian, they need a real life, not all of this! Besides, they just ruined the concert. Word will get out. No one will come to see them.

Ian: Dave, they're chipmunks that talk. People will come. Guys, with me.

Theodore: Guys, I wanna go home.

Simon: What do you mean? You are home.

Theodore: No. I mean home home, you know, with Dave.

Alvin: But Theodore, wake up and smell the toffee. Dave... doesn't even... want us. He doesn't even care to come to our show.

Theodore: [climbs on Ian's bed] Uncle Ian?

Ian: [wakes up with a start] W... What are you doing here?

Theodore: Can I sleep with you? I had a nightmare.

Ian: [sarcastically; picks up Theodore; talks at his face] Ohhhh... you had a nightmare? I had a nightmare too. I-in my nightmare, um, I had to put together 37 dates in 42 days, in 16 different countries. And, and, I had to coordinate 121 different radio and print interviews in five different languages. But you know what, Theo? The only difference is, in my nightmare, when I open my eyes, it doesn't END!

Theodore: [Ian throws him out the door in the next shot; lands on the floor; gets up and walks back to his room] So... is that a no? Whoa! Oh... ooh...

Ian: [On the phone with Dave] Yel-low? Who? Dave Seville... name rings a bell.... a dead, broken bell.

David Seville: Just let me talk to the guys.

Ian: Oh I don't think that's such a good idea, Dave. The boys are still stinging a little bit from you kicking them out the door.

David Seville: That's not what happened.

Ian: ♪De-ni-al.♪

David Seville: So, what's this I hear about a European tour? You're taking them away for six months?

Ian: Uhh, no, 12 actually, if we can get China to go Chipmunk.

David Seville: Twelve? Look, I just wanted to say hi, see how they're doing.

Ian: [laughs] They're doing great. They're loving life. Living large... face it, Dave. They've moved on. They're happy now.

David Seville: Look, Ian, I want to talk to them. Put them on the phone.

Ian: Yeah, I don't think that gonna happen, Dave, because we've got a world tour, gonna start tomorrow, and these guys don't need the extra pressure, okay? We'll send you a postcard.

David Seville: Ian, you can't do this. They're not ready for something like that, they're just kids. I'm gonna see them...

Alvin: Ian... was that... Dave?

Ian: [Intentionally leaves out what Dave said; leaves] Uhh... yes, yes it was and um, he just wanted me to let you know that he's doing great and he's happy. He's really really happy. So, all right...

Theodore: And, is he coming to the show?

Ian: [The Chipmunks become further disappointed] ... You know what? I sent him tickets. And here's the thing, he sent them back! Yeah, I know. I uh... guess he's busy, you know. Got better things to do.

Ian: We're the Chipmunks, for crying out loud!

Alvin: [[w:Sean Combs|P. Diddy] This is absurd. I feel like ] with fur.

Simon: And to be honest, the new songs don't really... sound like... us.

Ian: Well, you know what I think? I think the new direction is perfect, you know? It's all about today's edge.

Theodore: Dave always said it was all about the music.

Ian: [mocking; The Chipmunks are visibly disappointed] Dave always said it was all- You know what? DAVE-DAVE-DAVE-DAVE-Dave is not here! Okay? It's me! It's fun Uncle Ian! All right? Okay?

Simon: [reading the attempt letter written months ago by Dave; mutters] Dear fellas. I'm sorry, but... You should go back to your real home in the forest.

Alvin: I guess he really does want us to go.

Ian: [Rolls window down; Rolls window up and drives away] I told you, Dave. I never lose.

Alvin: Come on, pal. You drive like my grandmother. Get a wheelchair. Move over!

Simon: Hey, guys, look at me. Up, up and away. Alvin!

Alvin: Can't help you, Simon. I'm about to take the lead here.

David Seville: Hey, guys, I have an idea for a new song.

Simon: Hey, Dave.

David Seville: What's going on in here? I thought I told you guys to clean up.

Simon: We are.

David Seville: Who's that?

Simon: [purrs] Uncle Ian hired us a housekeeper. She's also a masseuse.

Alvin: Come on, move over, road hog. Drive it or park it, pal. Get in the slow lane.

David Seville: Where did you get that game?

Alvin: Uncle Ian. Move it or lose it! Get some training wheels, buddy.

David Seville: Okay, you know what? That's enough.

Alvin: What are you doing? I was about to beat my high score.

David Seville: Too bad. Where's Theodore? Spit it out. Spit it out.

Theodore: No!

David Seville: [After noticing Alvin playing [[w:Project Gotham Racing 3|Project Gotham Racing 3] Jett Records. Okay, that's it. Meeting. Now. Everyone on the couch. Could you give us a minute? ], Simon getting caught on the fan by balloons, and Theodore eating a Jett Records gift basket, all gifts from Ian] Guys, look, it's hard. I know. 3 months ago, you were hanging out in a tree somewhere and now you're-

Alvin: [inhales the balloon, low pitched voice] Major rock stars.

David Seville: Okay, whatever. My point is, just because you're-

Alvin: [inhales again, low pitched voice] Major rock stars.

David Seville: [throws the balloon away] Doesn't mean you can have or do whatever you want!

Simon: Well, Uncle Ian says we should always be happy.

David Seville: Okay, you know what? He's not your uncle!

Alvin: He also, David, said that we should be making $20 a day.

David Seville: Well, guess what? You're making way more than that. And because I care, I'm putting it all away for you. Just like storing nuts for the winter.

Alvin: Oh, winter's for losers.

Simon: Yeah, and shouldn't we have a say in how to build our investment portfolio?

David Seville: Where is all this coming from? You guys are just kids.

Alvin: Kids, Dave, or rats?

David Seville: [shocked] What?!

Theodore: Well, Uncle Ian says we're like his family.

David Seville: [irritated] Oh, yeah?! Well, if you love Uncle Ian so much and you don't think I'm watching out for you, WHY DON'T YOU GO LIVE WITH UNCLE IAN?!

Ian: Hey, what do you think of this?

David Seville: What is it?

Ian: It's Alvin.

David Seville: That looks nothing like Alvin.

Ian: Well, yeah, it's a prototype. We'll sell a million of these things. It's voice-activated. Here, say something to it.

David Seville: Hello, ugly little Alvin doll that looks nothing like Alvin.

Ian: See? You love it. It's Spanish.

David Seville: You know what? That's just weird.

Ian: Come on, Dave, Dave, Dave. We've got to expand the Munks fan base. I mean, forget about the music. The music is but a means to the big money, okay? I'm talking about our own fur clothing line, cologne. Chipmunk Heat, something like that. Chipmunk wine coolers. I mean-

David Seville: They're just kids.

Ian: No, they’re rats, and they could be making us both so much money if you just let me work with them.

David Seville: [leaves] I can't hear you, the music's too loud.

Ian: [As Dave walks away] Don’t go against me on this, Dave. I never lose!

David Seville: [opening the Chipmunks' presents on Christmas morning; reading Theodore's letter; sees the drawing as having spiky green "hair"] Oh nicely done, Theodore. "To Dav". Let's see, it says, "Merry Christmas, love Theodore. And it's got a picture of, uh, pineapples?

Theodore: Those aren't pineapples. That's our family.

David Seville: [seemingly uncomfortable; sees the Chipmunks looking at Dave admiringly] Uh, look, fellas let's, make sure we understand each other. I'm not your... you know, your dad or anything, right?

Theodore: But... you're like a dad.

David Seville: Well, not really. I mean, we're friends, for sure. I write your music, you know, manage your career...

Simon: Make us sweaters...

Alvin: Feed us...

David Seville: [the Chipmunks look at Dave] That's... what friends do.

Theodore: [taps Dave's hand; jumps up onto the bed] Dave? Are you awake?

David Seville: [waking up] I am now.

Theodore: I had a nightmare. Can... I sleep with you?

David Seville: Umm...

Theodore: You won't even know I'm here.

David Seville: Okay, sure, but stay on that side of the bed.

Theodore: [goes to the other side, but then snuggles up with Dave] Oh, oh, oh, okay.

David Seville: [annoyed; then gives in with a sigh] Theodore, That's not your side of the bed,.

David Seville: Okay, new rule: no going out after 9, and not at all unless I know where you're going.

Theodore: Were you worried about us, Dave?

David Seville: No, I just need to know, that's all.

Alvin: Wait, if you're not worried, then why do you need to know?

David Seville: [loudly; sees his cart filled with boxes of waffles] I need to know, okay? Guys, what's all this?

Chipmunks: Toaster Waffles!

David Seville: [puts all the boxes of waffles back in the freezer] You know, I can't afford all these toaster waffles.

Simon and Theodore: Aww!

Alvin: What?

David Seville: [his song plays over the loudspeaker at the store] Well, in case you didn't notice, I don't have a job anymore. My song?

Alvin: All right!

Simon and Theodore: Yeah!

David Seville: [gets a call from Ian] Hello?

Ian: Hey, Dave! Hey, how's my favorite song-writer?

David Seville: Ian?

Ian: Tell me you've heard the song.

David Seville: Yeah, I'm- I'm- I'm listening to it right now, but I mean how did you- when did-?

Ian: [laughs; makes noises happily] Speed of business, baby. That's how we do it. That's how I roll. I got a friend in satellite radio, put it in immediate rotation. And, that video of your little guys? 10 million hits already on YouYube! It's crazy! I gotta go. Hey, put some clothes on those guys, though. It's kind of embarrasing.

Alvin: We owed you, Dave.

David Seville: Well, this is going to sound really strange.

Claire: No games, no fooling around.

David Seville: The truth?

Claire: Please I'm begging you.

David Seville: ... My life is being sabotaged by talking chipmunks.

Claire: [In disbelief; leaves] You know what?

David Seville: I'm not crazy, I swear.

Claire: You haven't changed at all.

David Seville: [closes door, goes to his room] Wait Claire don't go, I- I can explain... Chipmunks.

Alvin: [knocking on door, offscreen] You should have kissed her, Dave! She wanted you!

Simon: [offscreen] Alvin, you're not helping.

Alvin: [offscreen] Aw, don't give up, Dave.

David Seville: Go away! Leave me alone.

Theodore: [offscreen] Dave, would you like a cookie?

Alvin: Is it me, or was he a little mad?

Simon: Oh. Hmm. Hmm. I wonder. Is Dave mad? Yes!

Theodore: He really did have garlic breath.

Simon: Yeah, well-played, guys.

Alvin: Idea! Ding-ding-ding-ding! Who has cab fare?

David Seville: [Makes a box with waffles and punches holes in the top, presumably to put the chipmunks in. He writes an attempt letter; crumbles the paper and throws it on the floor. He notices the Chipmunks are missing and looks for them outside his house] Dear fellas. I'm sorry, but this isn't really working out. I don't know what made me think I can handle you guys when I can barely manage my own life. You should go back to your real home in the forest. It's what's best for all of us. I'm sorry it has to be this way. But-- Guys? Simon, Theodore? Guys? Alvin. Alvin!

Ian: [glances outside his mansion; the Chipmunsk sneak into Ian's mansion; Ian sees no one's here; closes the door and heads back to the stairs, but is startled by the Chimpunks' singing] Hello?...Hello? Kids.

Chipmunks: [a capella as they appear in front of Ian] ♪Christmas, Christmas time is here / Time for toys and time for cheer / We can hardly stand the wait / Please Christmas, don't be late!♪

Ian: [amazed with a smile] Welcome to Jett Records.

David Seville: [shows his presentation board] Uh, guys? What's this about?

Simon: Obviously, Theodore's butt.

Theodore: W-We told you we colored.

David Seville: On my presentation boards?! You got me fired!

Theodore: [David turns off the TV] Oh. We didn't know. We're sorry, Dave.

David Seville: [sees his clothes laid on kitchen floor] Oh, you're sorry? That's fantastic! "Sorry" doesn't get my job back, now, does it, Theodore? Why are my clothes all over the place?

Simon: We used them to mop up the water. Good idea, right?

David Seville: Oh, my God, Theodore, did you just...?

Theodore: Um... um...

Simon: It's a raisin, Dave.

David Seville: Prove it.

Simon: Mmm-hmm!

David Seville: [Simon spits out the poop that looks like a raisin] Okay, you got me. Look, I wanna talk to all of you guys. Where's Alvin? Alvin?

Simon: [to Theodore, sternly] You owe me big-time.

David Seville: Alvin!!!

Alvin: There's this new thing. It's called knocking'!

David Seville: Get out!

Alvin: I'm waiting for the rinse cycle!

David Seville: Out!

Alvin: Whoa, whoa, I'm taking a shower here!

David Seville: You know, if I made a list of my worst days ever, guess what? Today would be at the top of the list!

Alvin: And it's still early!

David Seville: [sighs] Clam it, sudsy! Okay, guys, let me just put it to you like this, okay? I have no job, no career, my house is always a mess, thank you very much...

Claire: [Answering Machine Beeps] Hi, Dave. It's Claire Wilson. And why did I just say my last name? That was weird. I guess I'm just a little nervous about coming over for dinner.

David Seville: Dinner!

Claire: So, yeah. I'm gonna hang up now. I'll be there at 7. Okay. Bye.

David Seville: That's half an hour!

Theodore: Who's Claire?

Simon: Claire is Dave's mate. Ooh-la-la.

David Seville: She is not my mate. She's my ex-mate. Okay, this is great.

Simon: Dave. Dave, relax. You just go get the food. We'll take care of the rest. All right?

David Seville: No, why am I having a hard time believing you?

Alvin: That hurts, Dave. That really hurts.

Simon: Yeah, we're all in this together, Dave.

Theodore: Like a family.

David Seville: No, not like a family.

Alvin: Tick-tock, Dave. Better bust a move.

David Seville: [Alvin chuckles] Right.

David Seville: [Enthusiastic; Presents a Christmas-themed box] I've got something for you. It's your next big thing.

Ian: Dave...

David Seville: [opens the box, revealing the Chipmunks] Don't say anything.

Ian: What the...? Dave, don't do this to yourself, man.

David Seville: [The Chipmunks, seemingly scared, do not sing] They sing!

Ian: No, they don't.

David Seville: [Ian looks at him oddly, Dave nervously laughs] They do, just give me a second! Come on, guys. ♪Want a plane that loops the loop. Me, I want a Hula-Hoop.♪

Ian: You know Dave, some people might say it's kind of weird that a grown man would want a Hula-Hoop. And others would say "You know what's weirder than that? A grown man bringing another grown man a big box with a bunch of chipmunks in it who not only speak English but can sing.

David Seville: They do sing, we've been practicing all morning!

Ian: [sarcastically; Waits for them to sing, Dave impatiently gestures; leaves] Oh, you've been practicing, I never realized. Okay, well. Yeah. Okay no. Dave I'm going to... pretend that I have a lunch to go to. Oops, I have a lunch to go to.

David Seville: What was that?!

Simon: [whimpers] Uh, nothing, nothing, just a little stage fright?

Theodore: I thought my heart was gonna explode!

Alvin: We are not performing monkeys, Dave! Why do we have to sing for that guy anyway?

David Seville: Well, how's this? Pretend I need the money and I hate my job and you're staying at my place, so you owe me.

Theodore: We're sorry, Dave.

David Seville: [sighs] Yeah, that helps. Never mind, I'm late for work.

Theodore: Ooh, ooh, ooh! Can we go with you?

David Seville: What, so you can mess that up too? Uh-uh, you're going home.

Alvin: Can I stand in your lap and steer?

Theodore: Ooh, can we at least beep the horn? Never mind.

David Seville: [Begins to play his piano; [w:The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)|All right, you chipmunks. Ready to sing your song?] ]

Simon: I'll say we are.

Theodore: Yeah! Let's sing it now!

David Seville: Ready, Simon?

Simon: O-kay.

David Seville: Ready, Theodore?

Theodore: O-kay!

David Seville: Alvin? Alvin?

Alvin: [Running on top of reel-to-reel tape recorder] Ooh! This kicks a hamster wheel's butt.

David Seville: ALVIN!

Alvin: WHOOOA! O-kay!

Chipmunks: ♪ Christmas, Christmastime is near. Time for toys and time for cheer. We've been good, but we can't last. Hurry, Christmas, hurry fast. Want a plane that loops the loop. ♪

Alvin: ♪ Me, I want a Hula-Hoop. ♪

Chipmunks: ♪ We can't hardly stand the wait. Please, Christmas, don't be late! ♪

David Seville: [Alvin humming "Aloha Oe" while hoola hoopin with a towel rack] This is my sheet music. Alvin!

Alvin: Hey!

David Seville: This is not a Hula-Hoop. It's a towel rack.

Alvin: Killjoy.

David Seville: Are you guys always like this?

Simon: We're kids, Dave.

David Seville: Well, where are your parents?

Simon: When you're a chipmunk, your parents take care of you for a week. Then they take off.

Alvin: Our parents were hippies. They left early to join a commune.

Theodore: Help! Crazy robot. Help! It's after me! It's after me.

David Seville: Hey. Hey. Be careful with that.

Theodore: Sorry.

David Seville: It's a collectible. I got it for Christmas last year.

Chipmunks: Christmas!

Alvin: We love Christmas.

Simon: Even though we've never actually celebrated it.

Theodore: But we want to.

David Seville: Yeah, you can never go wrong with Christmas.

Theodore: Oh, maybe we can celebrate it with you.

David Seville: Yeah, maybe. Look, I've had a long and weird day, so off to bed. Come on. We start work tomorrow. I want you bright-eyed and bushy-tailed by 8.

Alvin: My tail isn't bushy till 9.

David Seville: Not my problem. Now go to sleep.

Alvin: I hope Christmas comes fast.

Theodore: Me too.

David Seville: Alright, here's the deal; you guys sing my songs, you get to sleep here.

Alvin: [thinks about it] No. Wait! Is breakfast included?

David Seville: [thinks about it] I can live with that.

David Seville: [starts to regain consciousness after the Chipmunks knocked him out; wakes and sees the Chipmunks staring at him] I must be hearing things. Whoa, this is trippy.

Theodore: Sir, are-are you all right?

David Seville: Aah! Get back! Squirrels can't talk!

Alvin: Whoa, wap-ap-ap-oh. Watch it, genius. We are Chipmunks. Chip-munks!

David Seville: [turns on lights] Chipmunks can't talk either!

Simon: Well, our lips are moving, and words are coming out.

David Seville: [closes his eyes, talking to himself] This isn't happening. I am not talking to chipmunks. I am not talking to chipmunks.

Alvin: So, how is that working for you, Dave?

David Seville: Uh, h-how do you know my name?

Alvin: I will take that one. We read your mail. By accident.

Simon: You really ought to pay that utility bill, Dave. You ever hear of a credit rating?

Theodore: [turns on the food processor] What's this thing?

David Seville: Hey, hey...hey, hey, stop doing turn that off!

Alvin: [turns off the food processor] Sorry.

Simon: [rubs Theodore's head] He fell out of the tree at birth.

David Seville: C-Can all animals talk?

Simon: Well, fish do have this type of sign language.

Alvin: [singing while squirting soap out of the soap dispenser] Hey Dave, do all humans have houses that smell like sweatsocks? ♪Dave likes to wear, dirty underwear, with little hairs...♪

Simon: We're getting off on the wrong foot. Allow us to introduce ourselves. Hello. I'm Simon. The smart one. He's Alvin.

Alvin: The awesomest one.

Theodore: And I'm Theodore.

David Seville: Oh, nice to meet you. Now get out of my house!

Theodore: But...we talk.

David Seville: Which only makes me want you out of my house that much more. It's creepy. Unnatural. Somewhat evil.

Alvin: [to Simon] I kinda liked him better when he was unconscious.

David Seville: [puts a mixing bowl over them] Gotcha!

Alvin: Hey!

Ian Hawke: [After some seconds of listening to the demo recording of David Seville] Let's talk about your song, Dave.

David Seville: Well, as crazy as it sounds, the original inspiration came to me-

Ian: The song sucks, Dave.

David Seville: What?

Ian: [[w:Justin Bieber|Justin; [w:Fergie (singer)|Fergie] Your song? It is awful. I hate it. Yeah, I mean, who is going to sing it? ]? ]? Not a chance. I need something new; I need something fresh!

David Seville: That is new!

Ian: The next big thing. Dave, we go way back, all right? And we have both come a long way since college. You, not so much. I wanted to like that song, but you heard it. (Not that good.) If I was not your friend, I would say "Dave, you go right back out of this office and you keep writing music. You'll get there someday." But I am your friend, so I am going to tell you that there is no sense in writing songs that no one is ever, EVER going to sing.

David Seville: [heartbroken] Ever?

Chipmunks: [acapella, singing [[w:Bad Day (Daniel Powter song)|Bad Day; [w:Daniel Powter|Daniel Powter] ] by ♪Where is the moment we needed the most/You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost/They tell me your blue skies fade to gray/They tell me your passion is gone away/And I do not need no carrying on/Cause you had a bad day/You're taking one down/You sing a sad song just to turn it around/You say you don't know/You tell me do not lie/You work at a smile and you go for a ride/You had a bad day/You have seen what you like/And how does it feel for one more time/You had a bad day/You had a bad day/♪

Alvin: [pushing the last of the acorns into the tree; gets sucked in and falls out with all of the acorns] It's going, it's going.

Simon: And it's gone.

Alvin: [from inside the tree] Whatever!

Theodore: [an acorn hits him on the head] Maybe we should take a break. Ouch!

Alvin: [pops out; jumps on the branch three times] That's it! I can't take this anymore! I can't! I give up! I am sick of struggling for survival, competing with gophers and earthworms and that loser sparrow who always takes my nuts! And I am especially sick of this stupid, STUPID TREE!

Simon: Whoa! What's happening?!

Theodore: Guys! I think he made it angry!