- Dinner is ready.
Nora, would you get
Phoebe and Max?
- Sure.
Phoebe! Max!
Dinner!
- Not what I meant.
- Sorry!
- Oh, spaghetti and meatballs.
- Hey, Barb--
- Yes, Hank.
I made you a giant meatball.
- [laughs]
see, this is why I love you.
And you're pretty and smart
and all that stuff.
- Out of my way!
I'm older.
- By seconds.
- Best seconds of my life.
- Got your meatball, Da--
ALL: Whoa.
- You weren't even looking.
How did you know that meatball
was about to hit you?
- I-I don't know.
I-I just suddenly sensed
a meaty danger.
- And a tingling sensation?
- Yeah.
- You know what this means?
- Phoebe's a witch!
- Let's see if she melts.
- Whoa.
Your sister is not a witch.
- Let's take a vote.
Who thinks Phoebe's a witch?
- Actually, Phoebe's developing
her thundersense,
the ability to sense danger
right before it happens.
- It's the first step
to becoming a great superhero.
- And she's already making
the world safer for meatballs.
- Hey, since Max and Phoebe
are twins,
that means Max has it too.
- Hey.
- Nope.
No thundersense.
- Like I care.
I have things
that Phoebe doesn't have.
- Like bad grades
and dumb faces?
- Now, Max, there's no reason
to feel bad or...
To make that face.
You'll get your thundersense
eventually.
- Yeah.
The important thing
to remember right now is,
I'm better than you.
- Now, Phoebe, that's not true.
I didn't get my thundersense
till I was .
- When did you get yours, Dad?
- Oh, doesn't matter.
.
- I'm fine, Mom.
I told you.
I don't care.
- Maybe since Max was born
seconds after Phoebe,
he has it now.
Thump!
- Still no thundersense.
- Are you all right?
Shh.
You're safe now.
[upbeat music]
- ♪ What you see ♪
♪ Is not what you get ♪
♪ Living our lives
with a secret ♪
♪ We fit right in,
bet you'd never guess ♪
♪ 'Cause we're living our lives
just like all the rest ♪
♪ A picture-perfect family
is what we try to be ♪
♪ Look closer,
you might see ♪
♪ The crazy things we do ♪
♪ This isn't make-believe,
it's our reality ♪
♪ Just your average family ♪
♪ Trying to be normal
and stay out of trouble ♪
♪ Living a double life ♪
- Oh, hey, Cherry.
- Hey, pheebs.
You--something's different
about you.
- Maybe it's the spring
in my step
that says I'm capable
of doing great things.
- No, I think it's that
your shirt's inside out.
- Guess you didn't sense that,
did you?
- Thundersense detects danger,
not inside out shirts
or brothers who forgot
to brush their teeth.
- Nyah.
- Nyah.
- Nyah.
- Meh.
- [grunting]
- You need some help with that?
- Where I come from,
I am lifting three goats
at one time!
Shoo!
Oh!
[mystical whooshing]
[cart rattling]
- [gasps]
[cart rattling and thumping]
[applause]
- Phoebe saved her!
- She is hero!
- It's almost like you knew
it was gonna happen.
- Yeah.
Almost.
[laughs nervously]
- Let's hear it for Phoebe!
[cheers and applause]
- What'd I miss?
- Is that sandwich
making you feel better
about not having
your thundersense, sweetie?
- It would if I had
my fancy mustard.
Swoosh!
Thanks!
[thumping and clanking]
Do you really have
to play golf right now?
- Hey, it's the only tee time
I could get.
So what's with all
the pity gifts
from dimples up there?
- My mom feels bad
I don't have my thundersense,
so I'm gonna keep working her
until I get this:
A , terabyte supercomputer
with satellite connectivity.
And after
Phoebe's big save today,
Mom will do anything
to make me feel better.
- Sweetie,
I'm sending you brownies!
- Thanks, Mom.
- Bravo, kid.
Way to make your complete lack
of ability work for you.
Fore!
- No, no, no, no, no.
This means I have
my thundersense.
I don't want my thundersense.
- Tough break, kid.
Looks like you're gifted.
- Coming down, honey.
I brought you some milk to go
with your brownies.
Is there anything else you want?
Like a hug?
- Actually, there is something
I wanted to tell you.
I'd like a , terabyte
supercomputer
with satellite connectivity.
- Two hugs?
- I don't have my thundersense.
- But, Max, uh--
- [crying]
I don't have my thundersense!
- Oh!
Okay, I'll get you
a computer, okay?
- [crying]
- Hey, Phoebe!
Come on.
Time for our weekly
superhero training!
- Be down in a sec!
- Hey Dad,
maybe I can just skip this week.
I'm dead weight
without the thundersense,
and my thunderwear is starting
to ride up in the back.
- Training might be
what you need
to jump-start your thundersense.
And as for the wedgie,
you learn to live with it.
[horse whinny]
- Training mode activated.
[heroic music]
♪ ♪
- Now you stand
on this platform blindfolded
and try to sense Billy and Nora
f*ring tennis balls at you.
- Don't worry.
We'll be gentle.
Crank it up, Billy.
- How's it going in here?
- We're just getting started.
Now focus, Max.
Really try and Rev up
that thundersense.
Billy, Nora, fire when ready.
- Ah.
Golly, I wish I knew
when these balls were coming--
Ow!
So I could avoid them.
Ow!
Ah!
- Aww, my poor
brave little hero.
I'm just gonna put this new
and very expensive supercomputer
down in your lair.
- Very what?
- Nothing!
- I got to see
what's keeping Phoebe.
[horse whinny]
Be right back!
- Let him have it.
[mechanical boinging]
- Hey, don't aim at my head.
- You just caught the ball
without seeing.
- No, I didn't.
- But you're holding the ball.
- No, I'm not.
- Now you're just gonna slide
away to avoid more questions.
- Yes, I am.
- Come on, Nora.
Let's go see what he's up to.
[mechanical whir]
Hey!
- Oops.
My hand must've slipped.
- Oh, I don't know, Cherry.
I wouldn't say "hero."
But you can keep saying it.
[laughs]
- [clears throat]
- Yes, "Fanatics for Phoebe"
sounds like
a great fan club name.
Maybe we could--
- Bye, Cherry.
All right.
Now let's just talk
about some basics.
- Well, actually, Dad,
I think I'm done
with this training thing now.
I got my thundersense.
I'm finally worthy
of this super suit.
- Don't get too cocky.
The thundersense can be tricky.
Sometimes it's hard to tell
what the actual danger is
if you're not focused.
- Uh-huh, focused, got it.
- Hashtag Phoebe, over here.
- Dad, relax.
I've got this.
I saved someone today.
Do you have any idea
what that feels like?
- Hi, I'm thunder man.
Nice to meet you.
- I'm just saying,
I'm ready for anything.
- Oh, really?
- See?
Ow!
- See?
- [scoffs]
What?
You think
I have my thundersense.
That is the most outrageous,
absurd thing I have ever--
You can't prove anything.
- I guess we were wrong, Billy.
Let's go upstairs now.
Stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs,
stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs,
stairs...
[mystical whooshing]
- What are you lunatics doing?
- Proving you have
the thundersense.
- Are you all right, baby?
Did they splash you?
- You've been playing mom
to get stuff.
- All right, you got me.
I have a good thing going here.
Don't tell Mom.
- Oh, we won't,
so long as you have her
get something we want.
- And what's that?
- A tangerine.
- I said, "a trampoline."
- Oh, that's much better!
- Be aggressive!
Be aggressive!
B-e a-g-g-r-e-s-s...
- Come on, pheebs,
tell the story again.
ALL: Yeah, yeah.
- Come on, guys,
it wasn't that exciting.
Hit it, Cherry.
[heroic music]
There I was,
walking through the halls,
when out of nowhere,
pounds of self-serve
TeX-mex destruction
came barreling down.
- It's true.
I was there.
And that's when Phoebe ran--
- Tyler.
My story.
I instinctively knew
what I had to do.
So I reached out and--
[mystical whooshing]
Excuse me a sec.
Talk amongst yourselves.
Time to save the day.
Pff, well, that's obvious.
Don't worry.
I'll save you!
- Ow!
[all scream]
[all moaning]
- Oh, no!
The head cheerleader!
- Oh!
- Oh, no!
The star quarterback!
- Oh, no!
My award-winning roses!
- You took out
our star quarterback
and the cheerleaders.
- [crying]
why?
- Why do you hate this school?
- How is the possible?
I sensed someone was in danger.
- [shrieks]
[all gasp]
- And that someone was Cherry.
Cherry, are you okay?
- Oh.
How could you do this?
Sorry, but everybody's mad
at you.
You broke the whole school!
We're still besties.
Get out of my sight!
Call me later.
- Everyone at school hates me.
- Not everyone.
Just the ones in the hospital.
- I'm so sorry about that.
How's your head?
- I'm fine.
It's just a little bump.
My hair covers it perfectly.
See?
- Ugh!
Sorry.
I thought I saw a spider
on my bump--lump--floor.
[knocking on door]
- Phoebe,
can I talk to you?
- I'm sorry, Cherry.
Got to go.
- Me too.
I got to get back to my walnuts.
Crunch!
- [sighs]
what do you want, Dad?
- You got to come out
of your room sometime
and talk about this.
- What's there to talk about?
I turned a pyramid
of cheerleaders
into a heap
of broken arms and dreams.
- Like I said,
the thundersense is tricky.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
- Yeah, well,
what if instead of cheerleaders,
it was a pyramid of buses
filled with orphans?
- Why are orphans
stacking buses into a pyramid?
- No, no, no, the orphans
aren't doing the stacking.
They're in the buses.
- Well, who's stacking
the buses?
- Just forget it!
I don't want to be
a superhero anymore.
I don't have what it takes.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That's silly.
I'm coming in.
- Sorry, it's locked.
[lock clicks]
- Hey, hey, hey.
Looks like somebody's got
their tele-k on.
Listen.
You've just lost
your confidence.
You got to get right back
on that super horse.
- There's not gonna be
any super horses for me, Dad.
I'm done saving people.
[sighs]
Here.
- Your super suit?
- I'll never wear it again.
Well, except for the belt.
That'll go great
with my orange top.
- Check it out.
Mom gave me a huge bowl
of ice cream for breakfast.
And it's all yours.
- Ice cream?
I can get ice cream
whenever I want.
Look at me.
I'm adorable.
- Well, I'll take it.
- Leave it, Billy.
We didn't come this far
for rocky road.
Now get us that trampoline,
or your supercomputer gets it.
- Hey, uh, Mom.
There is something else
you could do
that'd help me cheer me up.
- What's that?
- Get a trampoline.
- A trampoline?
Oh, honey, I'm sorry,
but I kind of spent
your college savings
on the supercomputer.
[lasers zapping]
- Uh, please, Mom.
I--
[crying]
I don't have the thundersense.
- I know.
But how's a trampoline gonna--
- Ah, no one understands me!
- Oh, oh, oh, oh,
okay, okay,
I'll--I'll get you
the trampoline.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
Aye!
Love you so much.
[laughs nervously]
- Aw.
- Okay.
I've got the perfect plan
to restore Phoebe's confidence.
- Stuffing her in a sack?
So weird.
I had the same plan!
- No.
We're gonna make her feel
like a hero again with this!
[growls]
- Cool!
We got a dog!
- No, it's a stuffed Badger.
We're gonna put it
on Billy's arm
and pretend it's attacking him.
Phoebe freezes it,
thinks she saved his life.
Boom!
Confidence restored.
- Isn't there a way
of restoring Phoebe's confidence
without using road k*ll?
- [growls]
- It'll work.
You'll see.
Now we just need to get Phoebe
down from her room.
- Oh, I got it.
Phoebe!
There's a Channing Tatum
movie marathon on!
Sweet cheese!
- Go!
- My arm!
[all shrieking]
- Oh, no!
Billy's being att*cked
by an angry Badger!
Phoebe, do something!
- Uh, uh, I'll save you, Billy!
Quick!
What's the number
for animal control?
- Phoebe, a bloodthirsty varmint
is chewing on your brother!
- [screaming]
- Use your freeze breath!
[ice crackling]
Ha-ha-ha!
All right, Phoebe!
- You did it!
- Let's hear it
for our little hero!
- And what about me?
You think that kind
of acting just happens?
- Acting?
- Uh, don't listen to Billy.
He's clearly confused
with the rabies.
[ice crackling]
- This thing is stuffed!
- Stuffed with Billy arm.
- Hank, it's--it's over.
- Over because Phoebe
saved the day!
- No, Hank.
- You guys staged a pity save?
- We just thought you needed
a confidence boost
to help get your groove back.
- [sighs]
well, now I feel worse,
thanks to your dead Badger lies.
Oh, well,
at least I have a Channing Tatum
movie marathon to watch.
- Actually, Phoebe--
- My whole life is a lie!
- Oh.
- We did not think this through.
- All right,
here's your trampoline.
Now where is my supercomputer?
- Billy threw it in the lake.
- What?
- Lighten up.
It's right behind you.
- Meanies.
- Step aside, Nora.
I need to get my bounce on.
[boinging]
Whee!
This is the best thing ever!
- Come on, get off, Billy.
It's my turn.
- No way!
This is too much fun!
Nora!
Help!
I'm stuck!
- Uh-oh.
Phoebe!
Billy's stuck on the roof.
- Help!
- [sighs]
[claps]
Bravo, Billy.
I almost believed
you were really in trouble.
You're such a good actor.
- Thanks for the compliment,
but I really am in trouble.
- Isn't your thundersense
going off?
- Like that's reliable.
I know you're hiding
somewhere, Dad.
You can save him yourself.
Oh, and in case
you couldn't see me,
I did air quotes
around "Save him."
- I'm gonna go find Dad.
You hold on!
- You think?
[mystical whooshing]
- Ugh, stupid thundersense.
♪ La, la, la, la ♪
I can't hear you.
- Ah!
Somebody help me!
[mystical whooshing]
Ah!
- I got you.
I am so sorry
I didn't believe you.
- It's okay.
I was the boy who cried,
"Angry Badger."
- Oh, thank goodness, Billy.
You're okay.
- Thanks to Phoebe.
I fell, and she saved me,
for real this time.
- Whoa, that's my girl.
- Now, Max,
what was Billy even doing
on your trampoline
in the first place?
- Well, this isn't my tram--
But hey, everybody,
let's hear it again for Phoebe.
[applause]
- Max, I bought that trampoline
to make you feel better
because you don't have
your thundersense.
[metal creaks]
- [laughs nervously]
good news, family.
I, uh, got my thundersense.
Just now.
What a great day for all of us.
- Take it from the actor
in the family:
no one's buying this.
- I can't believe
you played me this whole time.
You can say good-bye
to your supercomputer.
- But, Mom, Billy and Nora
made me get the trampoline.
- Don't believe him, Mom.
Look at me!
I'm adorable!
- Nice work, Phoebe.
- Nailed it!
I told you I was the best.
I'm so ready to drop out
of school and go full supe.
- [laughs]
that's not funny.
- It's kind of funny.
Look, Dad, I'm so sorry
I got carried away.
I know I still have
a lot to learn.
- And you will.
- Well, guess I need
my super suit back.
You still have it, right?
- Yeah, about that.
I don't have laundry sense.
- Hank, why is this giant
meatball in the fridge?
It fell on the floor.
- It's healing.
Refrigerator's like
a hospital for food.
- Throw it away.
[touching acoustic guitar music]
- I can't quit you.
- You're not gonna take a bite
out of that, are you?
- No!
That would be gross!
[school bell rings]
- Pheebs, hold up!
- Cherry, your hideous bump
is gone!
I mean, hey, look at you.
- I know, right?
No more freak accidents
for this gal.
[both laugh]
[air whistling]
- Do you hear a whistle?
[mystical whooshing]
[whistling grows louder]
- Cherry, duck!
- Where?
I love ducks.
Ugh.
[groaning]
- Cherry, are you okay?
- Forget about me.
How's the duck?
01x13 - Thundersense
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Series revolves around the Thundermans, a family with superpowers who try to live normal lives in the fictional town of Hiddenville.
Series revolves around the Thundermans, a family with superpowers who try to live normal lives in the fictional town of Hiddenville.