01x14 - Who Is Joey Panther?

[bunniefuu]

(crowd cheering, applauding)

("Bright Lights"
by Jamillion playing)

♪ Jamillion ♪

♪ Enter the spotlight
Hop on stage ♪

♪ And watch
their heart stop ♪

♪ Hot spot
I'm on blaze ♪

♪ Takin' the top slot ♪

♪ It's so insane
way they cheer my name ♪

♪ I'm the greatest
they say... ♪

(Wesley grunts)

♪ That now that I made it
they hate it ♪

♪ Take a picture
I'm famous ♪

♪ The lights
cover the stage

♪ They're all amazed ♪

♪ When the spotlight
center the stage... ♪

Let's dance.

♪ Now all I see
is bright lights ♪

♪ Flashing
so turn the music up ♪

♪ Roll the cameras
action ♪

♪ I wanna see
the bright lights ♪

♪ Flashing ♪

♪ And let the music
through your soul ♪

♪ Lose control... ♪

And that...

is how our first dance will go.

It's gonna be epic!

It sounds like a dream!

One question though:

In this imaginary scenario
of the perfect school dance,

why did I trip?

(chuckles) Well, I had
to make it realistic.

There were doves!

(theme song playing)

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ I do normal like a fish
rides a bicycle ♪

♪ Fit in like summer
and an icicle ♪

♪ Don't fight it,
just be an original ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ I roller skate
outside the lines ♪

♪ When I try to stay in,
it's no surprise ♪

♪ It's a fail, it's okay,
I'm one of a kind ♪

♪ One of a, one of a kind ♪

♪ So anytime I feel
some type of way ♪

♪ Don't understand
the human race ♪

♪ So what, so what, so what ♪

♪ I do my thing,
I do my thing ♪

♪ You do your thing,
You do your thing ♪

♪ When we don't fit in ♪

♪ We stand out in the crowd
and we shout it loud ♪

♪ I do my thing,
I do my thing ♪

♪ I'm the one and only,
I'm the one and only ♪

♪ Don't try to fit in,
Don't try to fit in ♪

♪ Mm-hmm, I do my thing ♪

(Gabby sighs)

Our first school dance
is in two days.

It's supposed to be the most
fun night of our lives,

and I literally have
nothing to wear.

You should see my closet.

Two tees, three zip-up hoodies,

and one hand-knitted sweater
that says,

"Grandma's Least Favorite."

Grandma really knows
how to gut me.

They're not gonna know
what hit 'em

when the three of us roll in.

Has any school dance
ever been hit

by three hurricanes
simultaneously?

Yeah, exactly!

Except... I can't go.

What? Why?

Uh, because I'm
a touch telepath.

And the last time
I was around a bunch of kids

from your school,
my brain got fried.

Excellent point, but still
that's a bummer.

Don't worry, kid.
You'll be there in spirit.

- Wesley's bringing a date!
- Sky!

Wes! Are you serious?

I can explain!

It all started six years ago

when I found myself feeling
a hurt for 'gurt...

Yogurt, that is.

I don't know if you
know this about me,

but I'm a bit of a yogurt hound.

So when I saw Rhonda there

with a cup
of prime Icelandic yog',

I knew I had to have it.

So, anyway, I asked her.

Rhonda, can I please have
some of your yogurt, please?

And Rhonda was like...

Yes, but in exchange,

you have to take me as your date

for your first school dance.

Wesley: Honestly,
I thought she'd forget.

Just tell her you can't go!

This dance is supposed to be me

blowing minds
with my two best friends,

not me as a third wheel!

Gabby, I'm a man of my word.
I can't back out.

That's kinda sweet, actually.

Don't worry, okay. The three
of us will have fun together!

Rhonda's great.

She's a grade below us,
she's nice,

she babies me,
she has brown hair...

What was that?

- She's has brown hair.
- The other thing.

Rhonda kind of babies me.

Please expand on that further.

Rhonda and I always used to
play house when we were little.

Now, any time I bump into her,

it's like she wants
to mother me.

I promise you won't even notice!

It'll still be the best
first dance ever.

Yeah, sure.

Best dance ever.

♪♪

Android Fritz!

Hey, Gabby!

Real Fritz!
How's it going, fuzzball?

Now that my favorite
babysitter's here?

It's all gravy!

Gabby, check out what
my new body can do.

Whoa! Finger snapping!

You're getting really good
at building these human bodies.

Thanks. I had to go
through a lot of prototypes.

(door hisses)

(clangs)

Closet full of bodies.

Creepy, but cool.

(chuckles)

I love you, Gabby Duran.

- What was that?
- Nothing.

Hey, do you wanna come over
tomorrow night, too?

My parents will be here,
but we can still hang out!

Oh, wish I could, buddy,

but I have my first
school dance to go to,

and I really don't want
to miss it.

I could go with you!
Check this out!

Sorry, Fritz, but it's just
for middle schoolers.

Oh, okay.

It's all gravy.

But can I ask you a question?

If you're so excited
about this dance,

how come you don't
sound excited?

I guess because I just
pictured it differently, you know?

Dancing with my friends,
stretch Hummer limo.

But now I'm gonna be a third
wheel to Wes and Rhonda.

And quite frankly,

I don't know where we're at with
the stretch Hummer limo thing but...

as you say, it's all gravy.

And who knows, maybe Rhonda
will be really cool.

There! Now when
your food comes,

you'll be safe
from spilly willies.

Wesley:
Thanks, Rhonda.

And thanks again for
suggesting that we all hang out.

Well, I figured
since we're all going

to the dance together,

we should get
to know each other.

Hey, just as long as we're
tearing up the dance floor,

we're gonna be fine.

Oh, I hate dancing.

Rapid movement
makes Rhonda pukey.

And Wesley
won't be dancing either.

Good news though:
We'll be showing up in style.

A stretch Hummer limo?

Even better:

My mom's minivan!

We have to drop my little
sister and her friends off

at soccer practice first,
but it's totally on the way.

Well, mostly on the way.

Now...

if you'll excuse me,
I'm going to go wash my hands.

Wes, are you coming?

No one likes a dirty Daniel.

So Rhonda is...

The last person I'd want
to go to my first dance with?

Please don't back out on me!

I need you to be my buffer!

She's weird when
it's just me and her.

What I just saw is less weird?

Ugh, fine. I'll do it.

But only because
I am such a good friend,

plus I have no other options.

But mostly
the good friend thing.

Thank you so much.

I gotta go wash up.

Don't wanna be a dirty Daniel!

I couldn't help but overhear,
but it sounds like

you have a dance problem
on your hands.

Umm... who are you?

I'm new in school.
The name's Joey Panther.

(panther roars)

And you are Miss Gabby Duran.

Okay, first of all,

that can't possibly be
your real name.

And second:
How do you know me?

Game recognizes game, Gabby.

You are dope.
Fly. Off the chain.

And your first dance
should be the same.

That's what I've been saying!

Look...

I know we literally
don't know each other at all,

but will you...

Girl: Whoa!

Go to the dance with me?

Unless you have other plans.

Rhonda:
Let me see your hands!

Wessy needs to wash
his hands again,

yes, he does!

Oh, and I can get us
a stretch Hummer limo.

I'm in.

Huh!

Gabby: After I said yes,
we ended up getting fro-yo.

We talked for hours,

and turns out,

Joey Panther is dope!

We like all the same movies,
same music,

and get this...

we both like pizza!

That's so romantic.

Just like when Madison
met Victor in my favorite book,

My Boyfriend the Zombie.

Only, Victor tried
to eat Madison,

so a little different.

Uh, romance?

No, no, no, no, no.

Joey Panther and I
are about one thing

and one thing only:

Dance supremacy.

And also really long cars.

Ugh, I wish I was going
to be there to see it!

Have you told Wesley you can't
be his Rhonda buffer anymore?

Uh... not yet.

But he's my best friend,

so I'll let him down
in the best possible way.

Through text?

Yep, totally.

Ugh. I gotta find
something else.

I look like
a loose-skinned penguin.

(Sky laughs)

Hmm. What would Gabby like?

Nope.

No.

(angelic music plays)

Wow.

Not for Gabby,

but if I were going
to the dance,

I'd definitely wear you.

Of course I can't go because
I'll get in trouble with my dad.

I mean, it can't hurt
to try it on.

("You and Me"
by Sr. Ortegon playing)

♪ I see that girl in the club
I crush on her ♪

♪ I feel to dance
some cha cha ♪

♪ You and me ♪

♪ Are looking for someone
to make us feel good ♪

(cell phone beeps)

Gabby:
Got a date to the dance,

so I can't go with you guys.

See you there!

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

(blow dryer whirring)

Mm-hmm.
(kisses)

Wesley, I know
you're grumpy-wumpy,

but that is no excuse
to play with your food.

I'm sorry.

I just wish Gabby was here.

Who needs Gabby
when you've got Rhonda?

Rhonda takes care of you!

Who's my big boy?

- I am.
- Say it.

Who's my big boy?

I'm your big boy.

Rhonda knows
what'll cheer you up.

(mimicking car engine)

Rhonda, it's, it's okay,
I can, I can do that.

Attention, passengers,

please fasten your seatbelts.

This red-eye ribeye
is about to land!

Oh man,

that tiny bite was delightful!

There's my happy guy!

Choo-choo!
(mimicking train engine)

The Tater Express is making
its final stop in Wesleyville!

(laughs)

Whoopsie-daisies!

Looks like we had a cargo spill
on the train tracks.

(baby cooing, laughing)

Oh no!
I've gone full-baby.

No more!

What has gotten into you, Wessy?

May I please be excused to go
to the little boy's room...

The big boy's room...
The men's room?

Wait.

I don't have to ask you!

Rhonda: Wesley!

- You're not my real mom!
- Man: Oh!

Man : Oh my!

(club music playing)

Yo, Havensburg Junior High!

Gabby D's in the house
with Joey P,

so get ready to dance all night!

(all cheering)

Whoo!

Wow, that was really cool.

Or was it "dope"?

It was really cool and dope.

It was cool and dope.

Joey Panther, I'm so glad that
you backflipped into my life.

Grand entrance? Check.

Now let's go do this before they
make murdering a dance floor a crime.

Oh, hold up!
I almost forgot this.

Oh! My bad!
Are you okay?

Ouchie!

Wait, why didn't that hurt you?

'Cause... I'm Joey Panther!

It's all gravy!

Uh... "All gravy"?

Wait a minute!

(clangs)

Open your shirt.

- In the hallway?
- Do it.

I was gonna tell you
on the dance floor,

but... surprise!

Well, so much
for the perfect dance.

You said only middle schoolers
could come, so I built one.

I even researched
all the things you're into

so I'd seem even cooler!

But if you don't like
Joey Panther,

I can build a different android,
maybe with...

frosted tips or a briefcase,

just... whatever you're into!

Fritz, stop.

You shouldn't have done this.

You can't go around
tricking people!

Come on, let's get you home.

So... you don't like me?

- It's not that, it's just...
- You don't like me!

This is not all gravy!

(grunts)

(sobbing)

Wait, Fritz! Great!

Oh hey.
Nothing to see here!

Just practicing
our sick dance moves.

This one's called "The Boxer."

Cool! Spread it around!

So then I said, "I don't care
if you're Abe Lincoln's ghost,

get out of my bathroom!"

- (thud)
- Oh!

(clangs)

Don't move!

(laughs)

No time
for hilarious jokes, Gabby!

Gotta find Fritz.

(electronic dance music playing)

You can do this, Wesley.

Now go tell Rhonda
the deal is off.

You're not a baby.
You're not a baby.

You're not a baby.

All right, Wes,
this doesn't have a lid,

so you'll just have
to be real careful.

Slow down, slugger!

That's a lot of sugar.

Listen, I know we made
a deal back in second grade,

and I want to be
a man of my word,

but... when I'm around you,
I don't like who I am.

It's like I suddenly forget
how to do things for myself.

Probably has something to do
with my mother rocking me to sleep

until I was ... never mind.

What I'm trying to say is...

I-I... it's... see...

It's okay.
Use your words, Wessy.

No, Rhonda, that's just it.

I appreciate your...

but I don't...
I don't need your...

You can do it.
Spit it out.

I hate how you baby me
and it's weird,

and I don't want to be
your date anymore!

You did it!

I am so proud of you!

Also, how dare you!

We had a deal!
I gave you yogurt!

Well, she didn't put me
in a time-out,

so I count that as a win.

Fritz? Fritz?

Fritz? Fritz?

Gabby?

So you agreed to go to the dance

with a random guy

who turned out to be an android

controlled by
a little fuzzy alien?

- Yup.
- Classic.

So now he's heartbroken
and running around loose,

and it's all my fault.

Wow. Seems like all of this
could've been avoided if...

I know!

I'm so sorry I bailed
on you tonight.

I just had this image of how
epic my first dance would be.

It's okay.

I'm sorry I tried to force you

into joining me and Rhonda.

I get why you bailed.

Well, karma caught up to me,

because now instead of
enjoying my first dance,

I'm... not.

Hey, the night is young.

I'll go look for Fritz
in the hallways,

you look in the gym.

We'll find him.

Rhonda won't mind?

Nah. I broke it off with her,
like a man.

Or a very confident child.

I think I may have unresolved
issues with my mother.

Right. Cool if we
unpack that another time?

Yep.

Fritz?

Fritz?

- Sky?
- Oh.

Hi, Wesley!

Are you dancing with
Mr. Bones from my science class?

Yes. Yes, I am.

I was not aware
that was his name.

I've been calling him
Riblet McSkullface.

My apologies, Mr. Bones.

I thought you weren't
allowed to come.

I know! I just wanted to go
to the dance so badly,

so I snuck in.

But I'm keeping a safe,
no-touch distance

from other kids
and enjoying it out here.

Well, you shouldn't have your
first dance experience alone.

Care to join me?

If you're okay
ditching Mr. Bones.

I'd love to.

You look nice, too, Wesley.

(Fritz grunting)

Ah!

I've been looking
everywhere for you!

Why do you care where I am?

You don't like me!

Don't say that.
I like you.

I just really like popcorn,
you know!

Fritz, I'm so sorry
your feelings got hurt.

But, buddy, you can't
trick people like that.

I just wanted to go
to the dance with you.

Who wouldn't?

The thing is,
I'm your babysitter,

and I'm too old for you.

But someday you're going
to find someone your own age

who will appreciate
how amazing you are.

You mean it?

(chuckles)
Totally!

You really are
a cool little dude.

I don't know anyone
who can make robots.

That's pretty rad.

Thanks, Gabby.

I'm sorry I hypnotized you
with my backflips.

It's all gravy.

(girl screams)

Uh-oh.

I think someone just found
Joey Panther.

Girl: Is he okay?

Rhonda was just going to tinkle

when she saw his legs.

- Wesley: Excuse me. Excuse me.
- He's not moving.

It's okay, I know CPR.

Everybody back up
and give me some space!

Wesley: You heard
her! More space

or this young man's blood
is on your hands!

Don't you die on me!

Okay, you're good.

Thanks, Gabby.
I'm cured.

I... I guess
I just danced too hard.

- This woman's a hero!
- (all applauding)

I guess I should just go home.

Maybe we can stay for one dance.

Or two.

Uh, Sky, what are you
doing here?

You know what, tell me later.

We got a dance to rock!

♪ I do it to the b*at
of my own drum ♪

♪ I be dancing off the b*at ♪

♪ Da-da-dancing this for me ♪

♪ I be dancing off the b*at ♪

♪ Da-da-dancing this for me ♪

♪ Get dumb, get stupid
get dumb, get stupid ♪

♪ Get dumb, get stupid
and show 'em how you do it ♪

♪ Get dumb, get stupid
get dumb, get stupid ♪

♪ Get dumb, get stupid
don't listen to their music ♪

♪ Bye, you basic ♪

♪ Bye bye, you basic ♪

♪ Ain't got no time
for your pettiness and hating ♪

♪ I said bye, you basic ♪

♪ Bye bye, you basic ♪

Principal Swift:
Next time on

Gabby Duran
and the Unsittables...

Gabby, Mom's in the Dina Dumps!

Gabby: She said there's
no exciting news to report on

in Havensburg
so moving here was a mistake.

We just have to find some way
to make really exciting news

- so she'll wanna stay.
-(growling)

There's a bit of
an alien mold problem.

If you breathe any of it,

it'll infect your brain.

(screams)

(theme music playing)

Man:
Gorgeous!