Barbie: What do you think, Midge? These will rock the runway for sure! Midge: Five seconds in those and I'd have bunions the size of grapefruits! (snorts)
Closet comes over and scans the shoes Barbie is holding
Closet: Excellent choice, Barbie. Barbie: Thanks, Closet! Closet: A four inch heel is optimal for Teresa's empire-waist evening gown. Summer: Can you believe Teresa designed her own fashion line? Can't wait to model it. Can't wait!
On Confessional Couch
Barbie: Teresa's very first fashion show. I bet its going to be perfect!
At dressing room
Teresa: It's a disaster! Ken: Teresa? What happened? Nikki: Is it the runway? The dresses? Did you forget how zippers work again? Teresa: No, Nikki, my lunch order. I asked for my free ranch yogurt dressing on the side.
Teresa nervously drinks her drink
In Raquelle's car
Raquelle: You heard me, Ryan. Get over to Teresa's fashion show and make sure it is an epic flop.
Screen splits in half, showing Ryan by his pool with his cardboard cutouts
Ryan: What's in this for me? Er, us? Raquelle: Isn't it obvi? Barbie will be upset. She'll need a leather-clad shoulder to cry on. Ryan: Hmm. Me likie!
Ryan starts to walk away, then picks up one of his cardboard cutouts
Ryan: Never hurts to be seen with good-looking people.
Barbie: Look, girls! This will look amaze with Teresa's vintage tunic ensemble! Raquelle: Sorry, Babs. Running late. Give me a quick sec to grab some frou-frou and we can bounce-bounce.
Raquelle ducks away
Raquelle: Now where is that evil button? It's around here somewhere... Aha!
Raquelle pulls back the mirror and flips the switch. Closet's eye is shown to turn a menacing red.
Raquelle: (laughs evilly) Oops! Late for my mani-pedi! Barbie: See ya there, Raquelle! Raquelle: Tootles!
The closet begins shutting Barbie, Midge, and Summer in
Barbie: What in the world?! Closet: Muahahahaha. Bow before my unparalleled sartorial smartness. Barbie: Closet, what's gotten into you? Usually you're so polite. Closet: What's gotten into me? Trillions of terabytes of fashion knowledge. More than enough to become the greatest fashion designer ever. Join me. And together we can rule the fashion galaxy. Barbie: No way, am I going along with that! Closet: Then I'll keep all of you here as my prisoners, until you agree. Barbie: Don't worry, guys! When we don't show up at the runway, Ken will come rescue us!
Raquelle: Elevator closed for repairs? Ugh! What kind of tacky hovel doesn't have a second elevator? Ugh! (stepping slowly) I'll have to take the stairs? How medieval!
Raquelle is walking down the stairs slowly while holding on to the bars. She runs to the Dreamhouse door, but she is stopped when big metal wall covers the door
Raquelle: I'm trapped! I'm gonna die here! Even worse! One of my color-change nails is chipped!
At dressing room
Ken: Hmm. Barbie's never late. I wonder what's keeping her. Ryan: Not to worry! Raquelle's bringing Barbie. They should be here soon. Nikki: Yeah. 'Cause Raquelle always has Barbie's back. Ryan: Totally! So, can you show me where the shoes are? You know, the ones that are mega-important to the success of the show? Teresa: Oh! Sure!
Ken's phone vibrates. He answers it to show a video message from Barbie, Summer, and Midge
Barbie: Ken! Closet has us trapped! He's trying to force me to help him with his plan for worldwide fashion domination! Ken: Don't worry, Barbie! I'll save you!
Closet appears in front of Barbie, Midge, and Summer on the phone
Closet: Well, well. My old nemesis and creator Ken.
Now focuses on Closet, Barbie, Midge, and Summer inside the closet. Barbie, Midge, and Summer slowly sneak away as Ken and Closet talk to each other.
Ken: Closet! Let Barbie go this instant! She's starring in a fashion show in one hour! Closet: Barbie's not going anywhere.
Ryan: Glue in the shoes trick. (laughs with his mouth closed) Should slow down those quick changes. Teresa: Ryan! Ken is missing. I need a male model. Could you try this stuff on? Ryan: Really? You want me? Up on the stage? With hundreds of people staring? Oh, who am I kidding? Just give me those!
Raquelle: Let me out of here! I have a fashion show to ruin! I was finally, finally going to outshine Barbie! I feel good about myself for once in my entire life! (cries)
Skipper clears her throat, showing that Skipper and Stacie have seen this whole display
Raquelle: Forget that. I was delirious. Your- Your stupid door won't budge! Do something! You know, computer-y! Skipper: Hmm. According to my Dreamhouse app, Closet has taken over the whole house. Stacie: That evil button! Still not sure why we installed it in the first place.
Cuts over to Barbie, Summer, and Midge jumping out of the grate
Barbie: Okay. We just need to get to the Dreamhouse's CPU, and disable it. If only I could remember which room it's in. Summer: What's in here?
Summer looks through one of the many doors in the hallway, only to pop out of another one in the same hallway. She shuts it quickly.
Barbie: I know! The map room! It has a scale model of the Dreamhouse! Come on!
Cuts over to Ken outside the Dreamhouse
Ken: (grunts) There's got to be another way in! Good thing I always carry the Dreamhouse blueprints with me. I got it! I could climb up here, break in here, rappel down here... No. That would only work if the Dreamhouse had a second elevator.
Cuts over to Barbie, Midge, and Summer in the map room
Midge: Ooh! A dollhouse! Barbie: Actually, it's a scale model of the Dreamhouse. Midge: Look at those teeny-tiny wall sconces! Barbie: This will show us where the CPU room is.
Barbie puts an amulet onto a staff and places it down on the floor. The light from the window goes through the amulet and lights up the location of the CPU room
Midge: Whoa. Oh! (snorts) There it is! Right there!
Cuts to Chelsea and Ken outside the Dreamhouse
Ken: Hmm. There must be a weakness in the Dreamhouse. Chelsea: What about the thermal exhaust port? A precise hit on it could set off a chain reaction. Ken: Yes! But we'll need proton torpedoes. Chelsea: Of course! (confused) What's a proton torpedo?
Raquelle: You better know what you're doing, Barbie Junior. And Barbie Junior-Junior. Skipper: Trust me! There's a door to the outside in the walk-in fridge.
Cuts to Stacie on the confessional couch, located in the snowy freezer
Stacie: It's how they load in our monthly sherbet delivery. Put it right here, boys!
Stacie begins eating the sherbet
Cuts to Barbie, Midge, and Summer looking for the CPU room
Closet: Escape attempts are futile. Barbie, you will become my spokesmodel. And together, we will- My sensors indicate someone is trying to exit through the freezer.
Summer drags along Barbie and Midge through the hole in the wall. They are now in a giant washing machine.
Midge: Barbie, my feet are wet. And you know I hate pruny toes. Barbie: We're in the Dreamhouse's industrial-sized washing machine! Hey, who put colors in with whites?
Water begins draining from the machine as it starts to spin
They all start running as it spins faster and faster
At the dressing room
Ryan: Teresa, as your featured male model, I'll need a better dressing room. Nikki: Excuse me. Can't you see she's busy? Ryan: Big screen TV, hot tub, chocolate fountain... Wait! Make it a chocolate geyser!
Teresa begins to lunge at Ryan, but Nikki restrains her
On confessional couch in the dressing room
Teresa: (breathes heavily) Gotta breathe. Oh! I forgot how to breathe! Wait, there it is. (laughs)
Cuts to Skipper, Stacie, and Raquelle trying to get through the walk-in freezer
Skipper: Visibility near zero! Can't even see the fifty-gallon jug of raspberry swirl! Stacie: Uh-oh. Raquelle!
Raquelle is shown to be completely frozen
In the washing machine
Barbie: Wait! I was once an electrical engineer. If I could just...
Barbie jumps up to center of washing machine, where she pulls off a cover and reveals some wiring
Closet comes out of a panel in the side of the machine
Closet: There you are. So, Barbie? Are you ready to join me in world fashion domination? Barbie: A little water and suds won't scrub away my integrity! Closet: Then perhaps a trip through the mega clothes drier will fry you into submission. I'll set it to extra crispy.
Barbie: There it is! The CPU! Summer: I'll smash it to smithereens, and we're out of here. Barbie: W-W-W-Wait! Ken installed some security features. (giggles) That Ken. The platform is weight-sensitive. We have to replace it with something of equal weight, or its self-defense measures will kick in. Midge: Darn his thoroughness!
Barbie starts pulling objects out of a bag to get it to the right weight. She switches out the CPU with the bag, and begins to walk away, when the platform sinks.
Midge, Barbie, and Summer scream as they run through from the collapsing Dreamhouse. A giant bald Barbie doll head falls from the ceiling and begins chasing them. They then slide down the banister of the stairs in the foyer, where they see Skipper and Stacie come out with Raquelle stuck in a block of ice.
The head rolls through the foyer and out the door. It cuts to Chelsea and Ken, who are still looking over the blueprints. They see the head crash through the doors and they shrug.
Cuts to Ryan, who is doing some moves on the runway. Cuts over to Nikki and Teresa, who are cringing at the sight.
Nikki: What is he doing? Make it stop. Oh, please! Make it stop! Barbie: Don't worry, Teresa! Your show is gonna be amaze! Summer, sportswear. Midge, swimwear. Skipper and Stacie, handle light and sound. And, Ken, for heaven's sake...
Cuts over to Ryan, who is pulled off by a hook. Shows Nikki, Summer, Midge, Raquelle, and Barbie modeling outfits. Barbie pulls Teresa on stage, who gets a standing ovation for her line.
Shows Barbie, Skipper, Chelsea, and Stacie looking at the debris of the Dreamhouse
Barbie: Where are we gonna live now? Ken: Not to worry, Barbie. I've been saving this baby for an emergency.
Ken places a pink suitcase on the ground, which unfolds to create a new Dreamhouse
Barbie: Oh, my goodness. Oh, my goodness! A whole new Dreamhouse! Ken: With two - count 'em - two elevators! Barbie: Ken, it's fabulous! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Mmm! But what about Closet? Is he in there? Ken: Closet?! He's the one who caused all this! He almost killed you! Barbie: I know, but I forgive him. Besides, it wasn't his fault. It was that darned evil button! Ken: Yeah. I blame whoever installed it!