- Okay, boys, in three, two, one.
All: chillax!
- Kendall!
[All talking at once]
- eh, we have some chores to do anyways.
- Yeah, let's go. Come on.
- Bye. - Ahh!
[All whistling]
[all shouting at once]
- they like snack cakes.
- James had a cold recently.
- Hey!
- Carlos still uses a sippy cup.
- [Growls]
run! Run, boys!
Get out of here!
I'll hold them off.
- Go! Go! Go!
[All shouting at once]
[shouting stops]
[shouting resumes]
- take the secret entrance!
- Go!
- Come on!
[Breathing heavily]
- okay.
Okay, so being famous can be kind of fun...
But paparazzi,
not fun.
- I just hope they got my good side,
both of them.
- Okay, wait a minute.
Which one of you threw away my sippy cup?
- Hey, at least we're safe in our apartment.
- Very safe.
- Who are you?
- Winnie, you're number one fan.
[Laughs]
now, can you guys sign these baggies of your hair?
- ♪ Ah, ah, ah-ah, oh
- ♪ make it count, play it straight ♪
♪ don't look back, don't hesitate ♪
- ♪ when you go big time
- ♪ what you want, what you feel ♪
♪ never quit and make it real ♪
- ♪ when you roll big time
- ♪ oh-oh, oh-oh
- ♪ hey, hey
- ♪ listen to your heart now
- ♪ hey, hey
- ♪ don't you feel the rush
- ♪ oh-oh, oh-oh
♪ oh-oh, oh-oh
- ♪ go and shake it up
♪ whatcha gotta lose
♪ go and make your luck
♪ with the life you choose
♪ if you want it all, lay it on the line ♪
♪ it's the only life you got so you got to live it big time ♪
- there comes a time in every band's career
when I need to move you out of the palmwoods.
- What? - We love the palmwoods.
- Not moving.
- The palmwoods is the home of the future famous.
And you guys are the now famous.
And I need to move my investment--
that's you dawgs-
to a place where you're better protected.
- Okay, but all of our friends are at the palmwoods.
- And girlfriends.
- Yeah, and paparazzi
and celebstigators looking for dirt
and crazed fans that can walk in off the street.
- He's right, guys.
You really have to think about your safety.
- Who are you?
- Winnie diamond,
james' future wife.
Tell james dinner's at :.
- Out!
- Gustavo, we know things have changed, but...
We don't want you moving us
into some snooty gated community.
All: and nothing's gonna change our minds.
- I'm moving you to bel air.
- Wha? - What?
All: ♪ now this is a story
♪ listen if you dare
♪ how big time rush moved up to bel air ♪
♪ we were chilling by the pool
♪ minding our own
♪ when we saw some paparazzi
♪ invadin' our home
- ♪ you dawgs need some protection ♪
all: ♪ "g" said with a glare
♪ and that's why btr is headed out to bel air ♪
♪ movin' up to bel air
♪ movin' up to bel air
♪ movin' up to bel air
♪ movin' up to bel air
- ♪ we said good-bye to our friends ♪
♪ in the form of a rap
all: ♪ camille kissed logan then she gave him a slap ♪
♪ we drove through the gates to take the grand tour ♪
♪ with all this new protection
♪ we'll be safe and secure
♪ as we rode through bel air
♪ friendly faces there to greet us ♪
♪ they said they're our new neighbors ♪
♪ and they're happy to meet us
♪ moving up to bel air
♪ moving up to bel air
♪ now we're kickin' it in the town ♪
♪ where the livin' is plush
♪ please excuse us while we give bel air ♪
♪ a big time
- hello there.
[Record scratch]
I am block captain mccallister
of the bel air neighborhood watch,
as in watch us welcome you
to the most glorious and secure place on earth.
- Thank you.
- And here's our community handbook.
It includes regulation -j:
"no unsightly boxes left on driveway
for more than minutes."
- Hey.
Shouldn't we have, uh...
Moved the boxes inside?
Not if we want to get in the pool
a.s.a-pool!
Woo-hoo!
- Ah, I cannot believe how nice bel air is.
I mean, even the birds sound better.
[Birds singing elaborate tune]
♪
- Yo, katie, what's up with the lemons?
- Lemonade stand.
Did you know bel air has the highest average income
in the u.s.?
So I'm off to put the squeeze on these one-percenters.
- Ooh!
Did you guys know this whole house is automated?
Seriously, I just press this button right here,
and it close the whole grill.
- [Screams]
[record scratch]
- or that.
Uh, sorry.
[Electronic beeping]
[machine whirring]
- [laughs]
bel air really has everything.
- Including m*llitary trained gate security guards
to keep the paparazzi out
and electric fences to keep crazed fans from getting in.
[Electricity crackling]
[girl shouting]
all: winnie?
- This just makes me want you more!
- Name?
- Gustavo rocque and kelly wainwright
here to see a-big a-time a-rush.
- You're not on the list.
- Well, put me on the list,
'cause I pay for those guys to be behind this gate,
so let me through.
- I can't do that.
- [Groans]
- how about you just call up to their house
and have them put our names on the list.
[Electronic beeping]
- oh, someone's at the gate.
Okay, so I just need to figure out which button to press
to let them in and...
[Beeping continues]
no.
- Darn it!
[Beeping continues]
- okay, okay!
Um...
Smack!
- There's no answer.
So...
Good-bye.
- I will get on that list!
- Lemonade!
Get your organic valley lemonade.
Only $ a glass.
- $ For lemonade?
- We'll take four.
- There you go. - Thank you.
Thanks. - Yes.
- And that's % profit for me,
'cause I got these lemons in my new backyard.
- I would like some lemonade, little girl.
- Oh, no.
Not big time sister.
You are my new neighbor?
- Yeah.
Bucks, goldilocks.
- Wait, but this is fabio's lemons.
- I don't see your name on 'em.
Okay, but your lemon tree hangs over in my new yard.
- But it's my tree.
Besides, you should ask someone
before you take their lemons.
- Okay, can I have your lemons?
- Nope.
- [Sighs]
I still can't believe we live in bel air.
- I could live here forever.
-This place is amazing.
- Totally amazing.
[Sighs]
[slurping]
- I'm bored.
- So bored.
- I miss the palmwoods.
- I miss the cool people by the pool
who used to hang out with us and have fun
and the jennifers.
- Okay, cheer up.
Look, according to the handbook,
we can have our friends over
as soon as their background checks clear in...
Six to eight weeks?
- Palmwoods didn't do background checks.
- Guys.
The palmwoods was great,
but we can't go back.
And you know what,
we have cool friends to hang out with by the pool
and have fun:
us.
Now, who wants to play some street hockey?
- All right.
First team to ten
wins the bel air hockey championship of the world.
- Whoo!
Wait, wait.
It says "no playing ball in the street."
- Huh.
Well, good thing we're not playing ball.
We're playing some hockey.
- Go!
[Alarm blaring]
- lawn alarm? Really?
- Get it off the lawn.
- Come on. Move it!
- Okay!
[Car alarm blaring]
- no playing ball in bel air.
No playing ball in bel air.
No playing ball in bel air.
No playing ball in bel air.
- It's not a ball.
It's a puck.
- No playing ball in bel air.
All: stupid car.
[All scream]
- flower violation.
Flower violation.
Flower violation.
- Go! Go! Go!
- Ooh.
[Whistles blow]
- hoodlums with sticks!
- Oh.
- How long of a trip is it to the palmwoods?
- Ten-minute jog to the front gate.
Then a cross-town bus will have us chilling poolside
in minutes.
[Whistles blow]
[all scream]
- go! Go! Go! Go!
[All scream]
[siren blaring]
- take the scenic route!
- Go! Go! Go!
- At least we're not bored anymore!
- Hide in the neighbor's yard!
- ♪ Love me love me
♪ say you're gonna love me
♪ I'm-i'm-i'm ready to go
[tiger growling]
- a tiger?
Our neighbor has a tiger?
- [Snarling]
[all gasp]
- I'm not having fun anymore.
- ♪ Ah, ah, ah-ah, oh
- seriously?
Who has a guard tiger?
- Shh!
- Uh, nice kitty.
I don't like the way the thing's looking at us.
- [Growls]
- I think he's looking at james.
- Why do I have to be so delicious?
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.
They say that music soothes the savage beast.
We got to sing to it.
All: ♪ elevate a little higher
♪ let's throw a party in the sky ♪
- [snarls]
[all scream]
[dart whooshes]
[all gasp]
- a tranq dart?
- Don't worry, guys.
You're safe now.
- Winnie?
- Now, which one of you is coming home with me?
Eenie, meenie, miney--
all: go!
[Darts whooshing]
- name?
- My name is on the lease of the btr house.
Now, let me in.
- Okay.
You can come in.
- Finally.
- After you've had your sh*ts.
- You need the following vaccinations.
- This is, like, two dozen sh*ts.
- I'm not allowed to let any paparazzi, crazed fans,
or potential infections through those gates.
Good-bye.
- [Growls]
- lemonade!
$ Lemonade!
- I thought I told you not to pick up fabio's lemons.
- I didn't pick them.
They fell into my yard.
So that makes them katie's lemons.
- No.
You hit them with the tree hitting stick.
- You can't prove that.
- Oh, really?
- You put a camera in the tree?
- Yes.
It's over, big time sister.
Fabio is watching you.
Okay, fabio is done watching you.
- Okay, pros and cons of living in bel air.
- Con, tigers try to eat us.
- Con, no jennifers,
no swirly slide,
and no friends.
- Con...
That!
- Then it's settled.
Big time rush is moving back to the palmwoods.
- All right.
- Let's go.
- All righty.
Now all we have to do is call the movers,
and then we're right back over to the palm--
wha!
- [Imitating siren]
boys.
Perhaps I was a little unclear
about the whole no boxes on the driveway thing.
- Yeah.
Look, um, we decided that bel air
is just not a good fit for us.
So we're moving out.
- Why would you want to do that?
You do realize what's outside
of the gates of bel air, don't you?
Not bel air.
- Look.
We just kind of really miss our friends.
- But we're very friendly here.
Look around.
You see, boys,
if word got out that people moved out of bel air,
it would ruin our reputation
as the greatest place on earth to live.
That's why nobody moves out of bel air...
Ever.
- Never ever.
And that's why we're moving these boxes back inside.
- [Laughs]
- bel air. - Bel air!
[All speaking at once]
- okay, he's got the sh*ts.
Now, can you please open the gate?
- Name?
- Rocque!
Gustavo rocque!
I'm here to see big time rush!
- I'll see if they're in.
[Tone trilling]
[electronic beeping]
I'm not making that mistake again.
You're not gonna get me this time.
- There's no answer.
Would you like to leave a message?
- Yes, could you please tell them--
[screaming]
- no, no, no!
Gustavo, no!
Suck on the lolly!
- Okay, what's the plan?
- Operation groundhog.
Logan!
- [Clears throat]
according to satellite maps,
our house rests smack-dab on the border
between bel air and los angeles,
which means all we have to do is dig a -foot tunnel
underneath the backyard shrub line,
and we move from bel air...
- Back to sweet, sweet freedom.
[Trumpet fanfare]
- I like it.
Both: let's start digging.
[All whistling]
♪
[Whistling stops]
- here you go. - This is for you.
- Very nice.
Mm-hmm.
[All speaking at once]
perfect.
- All yours.
- Good job, guys.
- Great day outside.
- Go! Go! Go! Go!
- Ha ha ha!
Now when big time sister try to steal my lemons,
fabio is gonna be here to stop her.
Ah! Ah!
[Screams]
you can't have my lemons.
- You mean like this one?
- Give that back to me.
That is the queen lemon.
- This one? - Uh-huh.
- Right here? - It's the queen.
- The queen? - Yeah.
- You want it? - Yeah.
- Go get it.
- [Screams]
the lemon queen!
Ha!
I got it.
- [Snarls]
- oh, no.
[Tiger snarling]
[fabio screaming]
- good afternoon.
[Laughs]
- wonderful weather we're having, sir.
- We don't feel at all like we're imprisoned here
against our will for the rest of our lives.
- Hi, boys.
I was just inside, trying to figure out
how to use the garbage disposal, and I was thinking...
I want to move back to the palmwoods!
- Shh! - Keep it down.
- We want to move back too.
But there's a small problem.
All: we can't.
- Why can't we?
- Well, for one,
we think our neighbors might actually be
humanoid spyborgs.
- And gustavo just moved us here,
and there's no way he'll move us back.
[Phone rings]
- dawgs, pack your things.
It's moving day.
- You get the boxes.
We'll find katie.
- Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
- Name?
- Gustavo rocque.
- Could you spell that, please?
- Of course.
It's r-o-c--
punch it!
[Alarm blaring]
- we got a runner!
[Both screaming]
- ♪ throw it up
- woo-hoo!
- ♪ All the windows down
- woo-hoo!
- ♪ When I'm rolling through your town ♪
- woo-hoo!
- ♪ Saying yeah yeah
- let's go!
- Move! Move! Move it!
[All speaking at once]
[whistles blow]
- we've got company.
- Go! Go! Go!
[All scream]
go! Go! Go!
- I can't find katie!
- I got her!
- But I like it in bel air!
All: no, you don't!
[Sirens blaring]
- go! Go! Hurry!
- [Gasps]
[sirens blaring]
- let's go!
Let's go!
[Engine grinding]
- ah! - Ah!
- Come on, mom!
[Engine grinding]
- come on! Come on! Come on!
- Start, come on, start!
- Whoa!
- Nobody moves out of bel air.
- Start the car!
- Start, you stupid truck!
Start!
[Engine turns over]
[trumpet fanfare]
[engine revving]
- whoa!
Hang on.
[Sirens blaring]
they're catching up!
- [Screams]
- the truck is full.
I can't go any faster!
- What's that?
- Ha!
Mrs. Garcia to the rescue!
Or is it mrs. Logan!
All: winnie!
- Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay!
- Huh?
- Wah!
- [Screams]
- [ululating]
crash!
- Oh!
- Whoa! - [Gasps]
- I love our fans.
- Okay, let's get out of here.
Come on! Come on! Come on!
- Go!
- Hey, guys! Wait for me!
I don't want to live in bel air!
Take fabio with you!
- Pull him in.
- Okay, come on! - Come on!
- Yes!
- Whoo!
- [Laughs]
[horn honks]
- see ya.
Wouldn't want to be ya.
[All cheering]
- [laughing]
- all right, boys, in three, two, one.
All: chillax!
- So you guys didn't like it in bel air?
- Eh, wouldn't recommend it.
- And the palmwoods is our home.
- You know, I don't even remember
why we left in the first place.
[All shouting at once]
oh, yeah.
- All right, so what are we gonna do
about the paparazzi?
[Darts whooshing]
- I'm out of here.
[All shouting at once]
- what was that?
All: winnie?
- [Ulululating]
- ♪ step it up, get in gear ♪
♪ go for broke, make it clear ♪
- ♪ got to go big time
- ♪ hey, hey
- ♪ make it work, get it right ♪
♪ change the world overnight
- ♪ got to dream big time
- ♪ oh-oh, oh-oh
- ♪ hey, hey
- ♪ give it all you got now
- ♪ hey, hey
- ♪ isn't it a rush
- ♪ oh-oh, oh-oh
♪ oh-oh, oh-oh
- ♪ go and shake it up
♪ whatcha gotta lose
♪ go and make your luck with the life you choose ♪
♪ if you want it all, lay it on the line ♪
♪ it's the only life you got so you got to live it big time ♪
03x03 - Bel Air Rush
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A look at life for the members of a boy band who are trying to make it big in the music industry.
A look at life for the members of a boy band who are trying to make it big in the music industry.