- Max, we need your help!
- We borrowed mom's tablet
and brought it to school
without asking and
the teacher took it.
- Sounds like you'll be in
trouble if your mom finds out.
Barb!!
- This is serious, Colosso--
we're supposed to take care of
Blobbin's bulldog
Doggin tomorrow.
- And if mom finds out
the school has her tablet,
we'll never get to dog sit.
So, what do we do, Max?
- I'm gonna be honest
with you guys--
I wasn't listening.
- Focus. There's dog
time on the line.
- All right, but first let me
finish my science experiment.
[fake "Australian" accent]
We know what the Animalizer
does to humans,
but what, pray tell,
does it do to wild animals?
- [raccoon chattering]
- Okay, yeah!
Our problem can wait.
- Prepare yourselves as I pick
up where Mother Nature left off.
- [Animalizer zapping]
- Science!
- NORA: Whoa!
- BILLY: Cool!
- NORA: Are we too close?
He looks crazy.
- Unh, only aggressive
around trash.
- So, unless you're carrying
a big bag of garbage,
you're totally safe.
Uh-oh!
- Gimme that trash!
- Rudest garbage man ever.
- Change it back, Max.
- I will--
after it att*cks.
- NORA & BILLY: Max!
- [Animalizer zapping]
- [raccoon chattering]
- That was a raccoon?
- Nope, that was science!
- ♪
♪ What you see ♪
♪ Is not what you get ♪
♪ Livin' our lives
with a secret ♪
♪ We fit right in ♪
♪ Bet you never guessed ♪
♪ 'Cause we're
livin' 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 ♪
♪ Livin' a double life ♪
- How did you even get
the Animalizer?
I thought dad installed
a new security system.
- Yeah, the facial recognition
isn't very sophisticated.
- FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE:
Welcome back, Hank.
Lookin' good!
- Max, how are we gonna
get mom's tablet back?
- Lucky for you two,
I have a plan.
- Let me guess. Your plan
involves stealing?
- It does not involve stealing.
It is stealing!
All right, everyone
grab a ski mask.
- No! No! No! No! No!
No! No! No! No!
These children are not
committing a felony.
Just give your teacher a basket
of cookies and apologize.
She'll see how mature
you're acting
and give it back to
you willingly.
- Your plan is boring.
Mine has ski masks!
- We're going with
Phoebe's plan.
- Yeah, you peaked
at raccoon, man.
- ♪
- CHLOE:
And I can do this.
- HANK: Oh!
- BARB: Oh!
Looks like we have a little
gymnast on our hands.
- Oh, either that or she's
doing the pee-pee dance.
- I wanna do gymnastics.
- Oh, ho, ho, how can
we say no to that face?
Of course, you can
do gymnastics.
- Yay!
- BARB: Oh.
- A little gymnastics
class, huh?
Are you sure you guys
are ready for that?
- We'll be fine, Phoebe.
- I'm just saying--I remember
quite a few Saturdays
that turned into
the Hank and Barb Show.
- Hank, talk to your daughter.
- Don't worry, I will keep
an eye on your mom.
- And who's gonna
keep an eye on you?
- [mocking Phoebe] And who's
gonna keep an eye on you?
- ♪
- BLOBBIN: Hi-ya! Hi-ya! Hi-ya!
- PHOEBE: [screams]
Oh!
Sorry, Cousin Blobbin.
I thought you were
a raccoon man.
- I get that a lot.
Oh, Doggin!
- Aw, she's so cute.
- Just like her daddy.
She's me!
- Bark twice if you need help.
- Be sure Billy and Nora get
these care instructions,
and her favorite
doggy treats.
[gasping]
I've gotta get back to Blob-Co.
My scientists are culture
perfecting text traveling.
[laughing]
Unfortunately it's still
a little ticklish.
[giggling]
[giggles echoing]
- NORA & BILLY:
Doggin!
- NORA: Hi-ya.
You're so cute.
- Oh, hey, how'd it go
with you guys' teacher?
- Awful. Your apology
idea totally backfired.
- Yeah, the teacher felt
the cookies were a bribe.
She's calling mom today.
- That's what ya get for
taking advice from Mom Jr.
- Who's Mom Jr.?
[gasping]
Am I Mom Jr.?
- Yep.
We usually only call you that
when you're not around.
- Or when we write
it in secret notes.
- [laughs] So true.
- Hey, kids, we're taking
Chloe to gymnastics--
because she wants to go.
- Anyone seen my tablet?
I can't find it anywhere.
- Uh, no. Phoebe?
- No. Nora?
- Not lately. Billy?
Hasn't seen it either.
- I'm sure it'll
turn up somewhere.
Have fun with Doggin.
See you guys later.
- [cell phone ringing]
- It's our teacher!
- I'll get it.
- No, it's for me.
[powers zapping]
- [cell phone ringing]
- I'm expecting a call about--
- Armpit fungus.
- Armpit fungus.
- [phone continues ringing]
- For Max.
- Touché.
- [phone continues ringing]
- What do we do?
- If we don't answer,
she'll call mom's cell.
- Hello?
Yes, she's home.
One moment.
- Where are you going
with this, Mom Jr.?
- Mom Jr. is no more.
From now on there's
only Fun Phoebe--
and she says let
the fun begin!
- [imitating Barb] Hey, there,
this is Barb, don't ya know?
- Is that supposed to be mom?
- Close your eyes.
It's like she's here.
- Oh, ya don't say.
I sure would like to get my
tablet doohickey back, though.
Oh, no, no, no, that's no
bother. You don't have to--
Okie-dokie,
see you in a bit.
Great news. Fun Phoebe
got your tablet back--
and your teacher's
coming over to meet mom.
- Did you say our
teacher's coming over?
- I also said...
♪ I got your tablet back ♪
- ♪
- Well, we haven't done
anything all class.
I mean, maybe we
should join in
and make her feel
more comfortable.
- Yeah. For a minute or two.
For Chloe.
- Of course. For Chloe.
- Chloe, how come you
aren't jumping around
like you do at home?
- I don't wanna.
- Aw, come on,
it'll be fun. Watch.
- Hup!
- Hup!
- Hup!
- Hup!
- KIDS: Oooohhh...
[applauding]
- BARB & HANK:
Tumblemans!
- ADULTS & KIDS:
[applauding]
[applause continues]
- That was fantastic.
- HANK: Oh.
- Do you think you could do
a little more for everyone
to get the kids into it?
- I'm sorry, Coach Gibbons,
but we're not really
dressed for that.
- [Velcro ripping]
- BARB & HANK:
Now we are!
- [Doggin growling]
- How can you even play with
Doggin at a time like this?
- 'Cause this is the last
dog we'll ever see.
By the time we're
done being grounded,
cats will have won the w*r.
- Nobody's getting
grounded, okay?
We're gonna use
the Animalizer on Doggin
and train her to be mom.
- I like it.
Do we need a dad?
There's a possum
in the backyard
sittin' around
doin' nothin'.
- Max, stop talking crazy.
Now let's turn Doggin
into our mom.
There's nothing on
the sheet saying we can't.
All right.
- [Animalizer zapping]
- What? What? What?
How'd I get so tall?
How'd I get so tall?
[sniffing] This house
smells like baloney?
Is there baloney?
- Let's see how well
these treats work.
- Oh, my treats!
My treats! My treats!
- Doggin, sit.
- Did you say sit?
I love sitting. Look! Look!
I'm sitting. I'm sitting.
Yum! That's the stuff.
That's the stuff.
- Doggin, shake hands.
- Hand shake?
I know how to do that.
Wow, fingers are fun.
[panting]
- Okay, now say,
"My name is Barb
and I want my tablet
back, please."
- Seriously, Phoebe?
- My name is Barb and I want
my tablet back, please.
Did I do good? Did I?
Did I? Did I do good?
Did I do good?
- ♪
- Okay, Doggin, remember
what I taught you?
- Yes, I remember.
I'm your mom
and Phoebe is a butt.
- MAX: Okay. Good. Good.
- [doorbell ringing]
- Door! Someone's at the door!
Open the door! Door!
Door! Open the door!
Door! Door! Door! Door!
- PHOEBE: Hey, hey,
hey, hey.
Easy. Easy. Easy. Easy.
- Duh-duh-door-door...
- Wait, the face.
- Hi, I'm Max,
and you have no idea
how excited I am for
you to meet my mom.
- Oh, thank you.
Mrs. Thunderman, it's nice
to finally meet you.
Thank you for having me.
- [sniffing]
- Oh?
- You have a dog, too.
[sniffing]
- PHOEBE: Mom. Mom.
Mom!
Why don't we all
just sit...down.
- We love sitting
on the ground.
Oh, those wacky
Thundermans.
- I'm Barb and I want
my tablet back.
- Honestly, I felt
bad taking it.
But Nora and Billy were
warned to put it away,
and I really had no choice.
- Phoebe is a butt.
- Yep, Mom,
Phoebe is a butt...
'cause I totally forgot
the appetizers.
I'll be right back.
- It's okay.
I can't stay long, anyway.
Uh, here is your tablet,
Mrs. Thunderman.
- Sorry you have to go.
- Or stay. Mom's got
a lot of tricks.
- Bye!
- I can't believe
Fun Phoebe pulled it off.
- FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE:
Alert! Alert!
Incoming transmission
from Cousin Blobbin.
- Oh, yay, the show
isn't over.
- Oh, no.
Quick, hide Doggin.
- Doggin, oh, look, yummy meat!
Come on. Come on.
- Meat! Meat! I like meat!
- Hey, guys, how's
my doggie woggins?
- She's a real lady.
- BLOBBIN: [laughing]
Oh, I see you're having
a little snack.
Remember, meat makes
Doggin very destructive.
- Meat does?
Why isn't that on here?
- Oh, it is. Turn it over.
You see this
chewed up brick?
It's all that's left of
Blobbin's Steak & Karaoke Bar.
[laughing]
It's also a reminder--
never ever give her meat.
Anyway, glad things
are going well.
Bye!
- [growling, gnawing]
- Okay, nobody panic.
We just have to get
that chicken from her.
Billy, super-speed over there
and grab the chicken.
- BILLY: [zooming]
- DOGGIN: [gnawing]
- [zooming]
Another bad idea,
Fun Phoebe.
- All done.
Need... more...
mea-a-a-a-a-t!!
Mea-a-a-a-a-t!!!
- Wow, she's fast.
- Huh, who's having
as much fun as I am?
Raise your hand.
- She's not in the neighborhood.
We've checked everywhere.
- Max, you have to come
help us find Doggin
before Blobbin comes
back to pick her up.
- Why should I?
This is all your fault, Funbe.
- Uh, or is it the fault
of a diabolical genius
seen here disabling
dad's security system?
- Okay, you got me.
That's a good picture.
Can you send it to me?
- Max, quit joking around.
You're gonna help us.
Doggin's never been
a human before.
Who knows what she's up to.
- Must... find...
mea-a-a-a-a-t!!!
[growling]
- I think I found
something that might help.
It's a barcode for
Doggin's UPS tracker. See?
- Hand it over.
I'll use my expert computer
skills to find her.
Thunder monitor, find her.
- Hopefully,
she'll come back.
Unless she finds a place where
meat just falls from the sky.
- FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE:
Doggin is entering Splatburger.
- Splatburger--where meat
just falls from the sky.
- ALL: [screaming]
- HANK: Hup!
- BARB: Hup!
- ADULTS & KIDS:
[cheering, applauding]
- BARB: Thank you.
We are "The Tumblemans."
- HANK: Hup!
- Mommy, Daddy,
I'm ready now.
- Oh, in a minute, sweetie.
I think the kids want
more Tumblemans.
- KIDS: Yeah!
- Okay. Get off
the mat, sweetie.
I think these nice people
are trying to take our picture.
- HANK: Hup!
- BARB: Hup!
- Okay. All right,
Hank, this is it.
Let's do the Tumblemans'
twisty flip 'n throw.
- Oh, that trick's too hard.
We've never even
gotten it right.
- Today is our day.
We both knew this was
happening when we squeezed
into these tights and hid
'em under our clothes.
- Okay, let's do it!
Hup!
- Hup!
- Oh, my clavicle!
- Oh, my back!
- Now can I have a turn?
- [gnawing]
What is this stuff?
It's delicious!
Oh! Oh! All food
should be this!
- MRS. WONG:
Stop it!
Keep that ruckus down,
you lunatic!
- Bring me more burgers!!
Burger-r-r-r-rs!!
- Well, this isn't
in the commercial.
- Hey, do you like
bacon burgers?
- That's two meats, ha!
Ah! Get! Get! Get! Get!
- Oh! [laughing]
Not to worry, customers.
She's the cops' problem now.
Please, go back to
stuffing your faces.
Hello, police?
- Oh, no, Cousin Blobbin's gonna
come back and find out
that we got his dog arrested.
- Don't worry, Fun Phoebe's
got this, don't ya know?
- Stop it. We don't need
Fun Phoebe right now,
we need Mom Jr.
- I thought you guys
didn't like Mom Jr.
- We never said
we didn't like her.
- For the record--I did.
- But at least Mom Jr.
looks out for us.
- Aww...
Okay, that settles it.
Mom Jr.'s back and she's got
a bonzer of a plan, mate!
I'm done with accents.
Come on.
- Here's the thing, Chloe.
Years ago, your father
and I went undercover
and joined the circus
to catch a villain.
- But we caught more than
a villain on that mission.
We caught "Tumble Fever."
- Mm-hm.
We also caught a real fever.
That's because clowns
don't wash their hands.
Since then, having you
kids in these classes,
it's our only chance
to get our tumble on.
- We got carried away and forgot
the real reason we came here--
for you.
[kisses]
- Yeah. We're sorry.
So, what do you say, hm?
Feel like doing
some gymnastics?
- Can I do it with
the Tumblemans?
- Oh, sure.
I just wish we had one of
those cool costumes for you.
- ADULTS & KIDS:
[cheering, applauding]
- A Tumbleman's
always prepared.
You'd have remembered that if
you hadn't gotten clown fever.
- All right, guys,
this is it.
Let's give 'em the Tumblemans'
twisty flip 'n throw.
- CHLOE & BARB: Yeah!
- Hup! Hup!
Hup!
- ADULTS & KIDS:
[cheering, applauding]
- We are the Tumblemans!
- ADULTS & KIDS:
[cheering]
- HANK: [laughing]
- ♪
- Okay, Mom Jr. is gonna
try to keep them busy
as long as she can.
The rest is up to you.
- Okay, entering stealth mode.
- [dishes clattering]
- Starting now.
- Finally!
- What's the problem, ma'am?
- The problem is Loco Lucy.
I have her trapped
in my office. Come on.
- Uh, Mrs. Wong,
I brought you something.
- Oh, I love cookies.
But why?
I hate you and your
family so much.
- The truth is
I feel bad about
what my dog did to
your restaurant.
- Your dog?
That's a crazy
lady in there.
- Uh, no, it's a dog.
[quietly] The crazy lady
might be out here.
Anyway, officers, you should
throw the book at me.
All the books.
Heavy ones first.
- We don't actually
throw books.
You know that, right?
- I keep suggesting it,
but nobody ever
takes me seriously.
- Are we really doing this now?
- Yep.
- Looks like we're doing
this just in time.
So, uh, what kinda books are
you thinking about throwing?
Paperbacks? Hardcover?
Audio books?
- [gnawing]
- Look at this mess.
- It wasn't me.
- This is hilarious.
- It was me! It was me!
I did the entire thing myself!
- Good girl.
When we get home, I'm gonna need
you to do this to Phoebe's room.
- Phoebe's a butt.
- Yeah. That's it.
Come on.
- Give me a boost, Nora.
- You got it.
- Let's go.
- BILLY: Whoa!
[heavy thud]
- Come on, get up.
We don't have much time.
Give me the Animalizer.
- Oh! Oh! My toy! My toy!
Chase me!
- Get her, Billy!
- Chase me! Chase me!
- MAX: Whoa!
- BILLY: [screaming]
- Come and get it!!!
- So, Officer Batista, if you
don't wanna throw books,
what do you wanna throw?
- He likes to throw
his attitude around.
- Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh!
Officer Batista has
the talking spoon.
- Excuse me. May I have
the talking spoon?
- Sure.
- Thank you.
What is wrong
with you bozos?
Nutball Nancy is tearing
my office apart.
If you won't go
in there, I will.
- [powers zapping]
- MRS. WONG: Oh!
What is happening?
Why won't this open?
- Huh, the door's locked.
- [dishes clattering]
- PHOEBE: [gasps]
Why are you everywhere?
- [Doggin slurping]
- My dog!
- Where did that
dog come from?
Where's Wacky Wendy?
- The room's clear, Martin.
- But there was a woman,
a real woman.
- I'm sorry, ma'am,
but we can't arrest dogs.
[baby talk]
No, we can't.
No, we can't.
No, we can't.
- Martin, grow up.
- All right,
come on, Doggin.
Let's leave Mrs. Wong
to her imaginary friends.
- Huh! I'm not making her up.
She's real!
My chicken might be made
in a lab in my basement,
but she's real!
- [palm slap]
- [dishes clattering]
- Why are you
even out here?
- Hup!
- Hup!
- Yay. That was amazing.
Can I have my dog now?
- Well, the kids probably
took her for a walk.
You know, they weren't
here when we got home.
- I guess that means you have
some more time to enjoy--
the Tumblemans!
Hup!
- BLOBBIN: Oh, thank goodness!
Doggie woggins.
- Thanks for letting us play
with her, Cousin Blobbin.
- No, thank you.
You can't tell,
but this is her happy face.
[laughing]
Oh, nope,
that's her potty face.
Gotta go.
[giggling]
Oh, no, what have
you been eating?
- We're actually getting
away with this.
- Whose face is that
on our portrait?
- Fun Phoebe did it!
- [nervous laugh]
- ♪
03x15 - Dog Day After-School
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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.