05x10 - Chicken Masked Mystery on Ice

[bunniefuu]

♪ Whoa, oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ So much to see ♪

♪ So much to do ♪

♪ Let's share a dream ♪

♪ Make it come true ♪

♪ Us girls' got ♪

♪ The right combination ♪

♪ Make our way
To new destinations ♪

♪ Imagine all
The possibilities ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ You can be anything ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Barbie's here, gonna sing ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Adventure
Yeah, that's our thing ♪

♪ It's the
Dreamhouse Adventures ♪

Whoa!

[crowd gasps]

[applause]

Oh.

It's not every day you
get saved by a chicken.

The word chicken
isn't generally
associated with bravery.

In fact, it's pretty much
the opposite.

But at least in this case,
I had met one chicken
that was anything but.

[laughing]

Whoa!
[yelping]

You're doing great, Renee.

[groans] I don't know how
I let you talk me into this.

It feels so... unnatural.

Skating is easy.
It's the stopping that's hard!

[yelling]

[groans]
I'm OK.

- Whoa!
- I'm getting it!

[grunts]

Not getting it.

Ouch.

[both laughing]

It feels so good
to be back on the ice.

This is a great rink.

How come no one else is here?

Because no one knows about us.

Bonjour.
I am Francois, the owner.

You probably know me
from my years as goalie
on the Glenville Frosties.

Oh, not hockey fans.

As you Americans say,
that's cool.

Not many ice fans
here in the Malibu.

Hey, hey!
Watch out!

- Whoa!
- [all groan]

- Good point.
- That is why
I opened this rink.

To share the joys of skating
with the, uh, how shall I say?

The uninformed.

You know what?

Maybe we can help that.

Yeah. We did it before

with the library
and the water park.

And the Windy Willows.
What if we put on an exhibition?

An ice skating show.

We'll invite the whole
community to come and see it.

Great idea.
I love performing.

We can do it together.

[Francois]
Oh, I like this idea.

I'll order some extra pastries

and we'll have
a delicious feast.

Soon all of Malibu
will be skating!

[all] Whoa!

There you go.

Chelsea's Schoolhouse,
open for class.

Wow, Dad! Thanks!

You must be in
the top ten of dads ever.

Why, thank you, Chels.
I try.

- So what's on today's agenda?
- What's a genda?

Not a genda.
An agenda.

- It's what you have planned.
- Oh.

I plan to have fun.

And then I plan to have lunch.

And then I plan
to have more fun.

Do you think that's too much
for one genda?

I think it's
just the right amount.

- [goat bleats]
- Hey, look who's here.

Hi, Chelsea.
The school looks amazing.

- [bleating]
- Hi, Shelby.

Chews, we don't eat the school.
We learn in it.

Maybe that could be
your first lesson.

And then we could
teach them not to eat pants.

- What?
- [ripping]

Hey!

[giggles]

Look! I can stop now!

And Ken figured out
how to skate backwards.

No I didn't, it just happened!
Whoa!

- [crash]
- [Ken sighs]

OK, so that's coming along.

But we're really gonna need to
wow them with something special
for a big finale.

Way ahead of ya.

I've been working up a routine.

I was thinking we'd
start out like this.

Liking it.

Then we could go from
that into a lay back.

Totally!
And maybe add a sit spin?

Wha...?

[rock music playing]

Whoa.

Oh, his outfit
is so wonderfully frilly.

Uh, I mean, here's how
to do a proper slap sh*t.

His moves are so hypnotic.

Whoever that is,
we need him for the show.

Way ahead of you.

Excuse me!
Um, can I have a... Whoop!

Ouch.
Wait!

Who are you?

[goats bleating]

Good afternoon, class.
I am teacher Chelsea.

And I am teacher Shelby.

[burps]

[sniffing]
[whimpers]

Billy! That was rude.

So what are we
supposed to teach them?

I know.
Can your goats do math?

[giggles]
Animals can't do math.

Sure they can.

Puppies, what's one plus one?
Remember?

It's one, two.

Excellent!
You all get gold stars.

[barking]

Wow. Can you show me how
to teach my goats to do that?

Sure. The secret is using
lots of stickers.

I have some stars and rainbows,

and you get a unicorn if you do
something extra amazing.

That was so good!

- Whoo-hoo!
- Alright!

Oh, wow!
I wish I was that good.

You make it look easy.
But it's not.

It gets easier.
With practice.

That's why it's so great
the rink is here.

So anyone who wants
to learn, can.

Nikki, your lace is loose.

Oh, thanks. BRB.

So, what do you know
about hockey?

I've won the Stanley Cup
ten times.

- In the video game version.
- Ah. It's a start.

I'll show you how to sh**t.

But be careful.

You don't want
to step on the puck.

- They are really slippery.
- No problem.

Whoa!

Nikki, look out!

- [Nikki] Whoa!
- [crash]

It's not that bad.

Maybe if I just go real slow.

[groans]
Or not.

I am so sorry, Nikki.

It wasn't your fault.

I wasn't looking
where I was going.

Accidents happen.
I'm just bummed.

I don't think
I can do the show.

It was my fault as much
as anyone's.

I just get so excited
when it comes to hockey

and, well, skating.

Should have planned
things out a little better.

Hey, look who's back.

Who is that masked marvel?

I wish he could do
my part in the show.

Who says he can't?
Hey! Wait!

What?

That's... Trey's car.

Drive much?
Your house is over there.

Can I talk to you
for a minute?

Send me a text,

and I'll let you know
when I'm free.

Come on, Trey. I know you're
the masked chicken skater.

Masked chicken skater?
[laughs]

You've officially lost it.

You were just
at the skate rink.
I saw you.

I followed you home.

That's kinda creepy.

But it wasn't me.

I was at the library getting
a book on... sports bags.

Because I love sports.
And bags.

Who doesn't?
Not me.

Now, if you don't mind,
goodbye.

OK, that was weird.
Even for Trey.

OK, count.

It's not working.

You just need to give them
the right encouragement.

Chews, Billy,
I know you're really smart.

And if you listen to Shelby,
she'll give you a gold star.

[goats bleating]

Go ahead and try again,
Shelby.

OK. Ready?

What is one plus one?

One, two.

[bleating]

- Yes!
- Now they get gold stars.

And you get a unicorn.
You earned it.

[laughing]

Thanks. It's so sparkly.

That's the bell.
Class dismissed.

I can't wait to play
school again tomorrow.

- Bye!
- Bye!

Hello.

Hi, Barbie.
How's the skate show coming?

[sighs]
Don't ask.

That bad?
Maybe I can help.

- I'm a pretty good teacher.
- It's worth a try.

So, Nikki hurt her arm.

Oh, no!

Oh, she'll be OK,

and I found this craze amaze

good replacement skater,

- but he doesn't wanna do it.
- Why not?

Did you tell him
how craze amaze good he is?

- No. I actually didn't.
- Don't you think you should?

- Encouragement goes a long way.
- You're right. I should.

Thank you.

[doorbell rings]

You again?

What is your endless fascination
with talking to me?

I forgot to tell you something.

What? Unless it's that you're
moving, I really don't care.

Um, no, I wanted to say
you're a great skater.

Maybe the best I've ever seen!

Shh! Not so loud!
My dad might hear.

Why shouldn't he hear
you're a great skater?

Why is the Eiffel Tower tall?

Why is the Great Wall
of China the wall?

They have their reasons!
And I've got mine.

Uh, OK.
But you admit it.

You are the masked
chicken skater.

Shh!
OK, fine! I'm him.

He's me.
I'm... I'm the masked chicken.

- Now go away!
- Wait.

Will you be in our skating show?

Did you not notice the mask?

I'm trying to keep
my skating a secret.

Why would I wanna perform
in front of millions of people?

Millions might be a tad high.
More like a hundred.

But even with
that mask on I could see

how much skating
means to you.

Help me do the ice show
so others can enjoy it, too.

I don't really care
about others,

but I do like showing off.

- I'll do it. On two conditions.
- Name them.

One: you can't tell
anyone it's me.

Done. And two?

You need to say
"Trey is the greatest"

three times
while tapping your heels
and then bow down to me.

- Too far?
- Uh-huh.

Whatever.
See you at the rink.

But remember,
no one can know it's me.

[laughs]

[upbeat music plays]

- Whoo-hoo!
- [laughing]

[gasping]

- That was...
- [all] Whoa!

Better.
Let's go again. Cool?

- OK.
- Alright. Sounds good.

I found our big finale!

You got the masked chicken?

- Yep.
- Who is it?

I promised I wouldn't say.
You work with the others.

I've got a masked chicken
routine to learn.

So what should we teach
the class today?

Maybe we could teach the goats
to not eat everything in sight.

- [bleating]
- Billy, come back!

Not that way!
That's the...

Leave my feet alone!

Reardon's.

[yelps]
Monster!

- [bleats]
- Billy!

Come on, Billy.
See you tomorrow.

Bye.

Sorry about that,
Mr. Reardon.

What are you doing
out here, anyway?

I am obviously very busy
polishing my awards.

How did you win them all?
You must be really good.

[sighs] Some say I was
the best skater ever.

- Really? Who says that?
- Mostly me.

But there was a time
back in the day
when I was the best.

Until...

[dance music playing]

[crowd cheering]

[Mr. Reardon]
It was the skate of my life.
I was practically flawless.

And then... he showed up.

[Chelsea] He who?

[Mr. Reardon]
The masked peacock.

[applause]

[crowd exclaims]

- [crowd cheering]
- [buzzer]

My only second place
finish ever.

That's a sad story,
Mr. Reardon.

Here.
I think you deserve this.

Really? [clears throat]
Thank you.

Now, go away.

You should come to my
sister's ice skating show.

She said it's gonna be awesome.

There's even
a masked skater performing.

Barbie said he's
the best she's ever seen!

Well, OK. Bye-bye.

Hope you can make it.

A masked skater?
It can't be.

Or could it?

Revenge will be mine.

[upbeat music playing]

There's a really good turnout.

I am impressed.
You girls delivered.

- Croissant?
- Maybe after.

[horn blows]

You're on.

Ladies, gentlemen,
kids of all ages,

are you ready to see
some skating?

[applause]

This is so pretty!

You're like an ice fairy.

Aww, thanks, Chels.

Whew. Made it without
anyone seeing me.

- What is she doing here?
- Helping.

Are you in the show, too?
I think your parents
are coming.

[gasps]

No!

Barbie!
You... traitor!

You told my parents!

Trey, I didn't tell
anyone anything.

Then how did my father
know about this?

Sorry. I told him.

But I didn't know I shouldn't.

That's it.
All you Roberts are traitors

conspiring against me!

Where are you going?

I do not skate with traitors!

[groans]

[yelps]

[grunts]

[gasping]

This isn't skating.
Total amateurs.

I can't believe
I bothered to come.

I wonder if I still
have time for a massage?

[sighs]

I'm sorry, Barbie.

What're you gonna do?

What else?
Go on without him.

And ruin a perfectly
good routine?

You came back. Why?

I've been living in my dad's
shadow my whole life.

It's time I proved to him
I'm every bit as good.

Plus, thanks to this mask,
he'll have no idea it's me.

Let's skate.

I was wrong. I can't.
I'm gone.

Trey!
OK.

[applause]

Please.
That move is so easy.

I was doing triple axels
as a toddler.

What happened
to her partner?

He doesn't wanna skate.

I guess he's a real chicken
after all.

Chicken? I do not understand
your English slang.

But I know one thing.
I must save the show.

[applause]

- Oh, no!
- [gasps]

- Honey, look out!
- Look out!

- Whoa!
- [crowd gasps]

[applause]

Huh.

- Can it be?
- Thanks.

But what are you
doing out here?

Preventing you from
ruining my moment.

Now, just like we rehearsed,
follow my lead.

[crowd cheering]

[crowd exclaims]

What are you doing?
She's a Roberts.

But the chicken is magnificent.

That is a chicken, isn't it?

[crowd gasps]

- Trey?!
- Impossible!

You can do this.

But my dad...

Show him!

Yeah!

[applause]

[cheering]

For you.

It's so sparkly.

I know! And if you scratch it,
it smells like ice cream!

- Thanks.
- [clears throat]

Trey's really good, isn't he,
Mr. Reardon?

Good? [scoffs]

Trevalian's...
Well, he's... exceptional!

I am?

Not quite as good as moi,

but with a little more
practice...

Thanks, Dad.

[Francois]
Ladies and gentlemen,
we have one final act.

If you like chickens,
be prepared to be
blown away by...

That voice. Could it be?

The masked peacock!

It's him!

[Mr. Reardon]
Trey! Skates! Now!

Don't be ridiculous, Whittaker.

You haven't skated in years.
You'll throw your back out!

Revenge is mine!

Wow, Trey.
Your dad is still pretty good.

Not bad for an old guy.

- [cracking]
- [yelps]

[crowd gasps]

The fear of not living up to
other people's expectations,

especially your parents,
can be pretty intimidating.

But if you are sincerely
trying to do your best,

most of the time people,
including your parents,

will appreciate
and support your efforts,

because ultimately
learning anything

isn't about how many times
you fall down,

but how many times
you get back up.