01x10 - Momnesia // Facsimilady

[bunniefuu]

♪ [theme music plays] ♪

I wonder if they're making me
a special birthday breakfast?

Hello, my loving family!
What's for breakfast?

Wait, let me guess!

Is it my favorite?
Donuts and bacon for my birth--

- Dad, can I borrow ten dollars?
- Uh, sure... I guess.

- Thank you.
- Here you go.

Low fat, high fiber oatmeal

with flaxseed emulsion high
protein salmon flakes.

No pancakes?

No time for that today, honey.
I'm working on our feng shui.

Huh?

It's the ancient Chinese art of
decorating

and if I get it just right

it'll create a flow
of positive energy in our home.

Ooh, that sounds dangerous, mom.
Better be careful.

What are you up to, son?

I'm off to fight
evil giant robots with Maz.

Oh? Did you get
a new video game?

No.

[people screaming]

We got robo-trouble
at 12 o'clock, Maz.

I'm not Maz.
I'm The Food Court Jester!

Well then, gimme two deep-fried
robots on a stick, quick.

Laser lipstick!

Alright goof bot! That's it.
No more mister nice girl.

Get ready to pester, jester!

Squirt it! Deep fried robot
coming right up!

Maybe if I position it
just right

I can tune in
some of the energy from the sun.

[clears throat]

Problem with the feng shui?

Yes, you're in my feng shui.
You can't sit there.

Why not?

Oh, no reason.

You're just blocking the flow
of the universe.

Oh, is that all?

First they forget my birthday.

Now Droosha's feng shuing
all over me.

Oh, this room is
feng shui-out of control.

It's sucking up
all of the positive energy.

Huh?
I've never seen this before.

Oh my stars!

You're the best dad.

And then I saw the sparks
inside the robot all over me

and I was like, "you glow girl."

So it's true!

- What are you doing here?
- Welcome to the lair, Mrs. H.

I'm seeing it,
but I can't believe it.

Mom, it's not what you think.

Unless, you're thinking
something other than

what I think you're thinking.

- What are you thinking?
- I can't believe

my son is SheZow!

That's what I thought
you were thinking.

Sheila told me everything!

I had to.
Your mum is such a dear.

She reminds me so much
of your Aunt Agnes.

Oh, She, you're too much!

No, you are, Droo.

She? Droo? Seriously?

So you're okay
with me being SheZow?

Okay?

I'm more than okay! I love it!

Can we go do something super?
Please?

Woo-hoo!

You look so pretty driving
your hot pink hot rod, honey.

Uh, thanks, mom.

So, do you have like

a catchphrase or something
because

I was thinking something
along the lines of say

"She-Willikers" or "She-roic"
or "Oh, She-have."

Woo-hoo!

Okay, Mom, that's not a toy.

Way to find your voice, honey.

Stop it, Mom,
you're embarrassing me.

[Droosha]
Good job, honey.

Oh, you have a little smudge,
let me get that.

Mom!

Woo-hoo!
I've got the perfect idea, kids.

[all]
Another one?

Yes.
We're having a party tonight.

I'm gonna tell the whole world
that my son is SheZow.

- What?
- Uh, mom, no, can't do that.

Why not?
You brother slash sister

is a she-mazing role model.

Because then
you you'll have to go live

in the secret superhero
relocation program, on the moon.

Really? I've always wanted
to live on the moon.

Besides I don't want my son
having to hide his Shezowiness.

He deserves absolute respect.

Mom's right. I do deserve
respect and admiration!

I wanna tell the whole world!

Oh, she-riffic.

What's this button for?

No, don't.

These Glamrocks
are exquisite, Guy.

I bet they would do wonders
for feng shui.

Can I borrow some?

Sure. Just be careful.

They contain she-mendous power.

Okay. I'm going to go upstairs
and get the party ready.

So proud of you.

Ah!

- [Maz] Dude.
- Sup.

I don't think you should do it.

I don't think you should
tell the world you're SheZow.

Why not?

Because then you'll have
to move to the moon

and I won't see you anymore.

Dude, I'm Shezow.

I can go back and forth
to the moon every day.

You can? That's right, you can.

And you can come stay with me
on the moon whenever you want.

Can we bounce?

- Duh!
- Cool.

I know.
I've thought of everything.

What about dad?

I didn't think about that.

How's he gonna feel when he
finds out his pride and joy,

his chip off the old block,
is really secretly his nemesis.

Whoa.

You know what?

He's just gonna
have to learn to accept it.

I'm SheZow and I'm proud
and I'm sure dad'll come around.

[Wackerman] Bulls eye!

You feel better now?

No. I still can't believe
my family forgot my birthday.

I can't either.
That's ridiculous.

Totally.

I think you need to give
them a piece of your mind.

Yeah. Me too.

- Right now!
- Let's go!

Lovely party.

What's the occasion?

Wow, everybody in town is here!

Yeah. I'm a big draw.

Oh, look. There's Mayor Stanley.

And your teacher, Mrs. Creacher.

And Brian Smirk from the news.
Cool.

Let's do this.

We can't just stand here
and let this happen, Sheila.

There has to be
a way to stop this.

- There is.
- There is?

Yes, and I will need your help.

If you can drop a glamrock into
your mother's feng shui fountain

we should be able
to she-rase her memory.

Really? Will it hurt?

A little,
but she won't remember it.

Good evening one and all.
Thank you for coming.

Tonight is very special
to me and my family.

Speaking of family, where's dad?

Anyway. I've gathered you
all here tonight

to let you in on
a little she-cret.

I am proud to announce
that I, Droosha Hamdon

know the secret identity
of SheZow.

Good. She owes me 20 bucks.

Uh...

She broke my azaleas when she
rescued my cat the other day.

She made me late for the bus.

Her car makes a lot of noise.

Okay.

I'd like to have her
on the news every day.

It's a lot of work.

- But she'd be great.
- Work?

- [crowd] I don't like her hair.
- Who does she think she is?

- She's my idol.
- That's not true, she's great!

She is wonderful, she's doing
great things for the city.

SheZow owes the city millions
for damaged buildings.

She needs to be
held responsible.

Responsible?
Mom? I'm freakin' out.

Me too.
We missed your dad's birthday.

Not about that. About SheZow.

I've changed my mind.
I wanna keep it a secret.

Oh, don't be silly, honey.
The show must go on.

Ladies and gentleman!

SheZow,

the glamazon superheroine

is really none other than--

Oh! What was I going to say?

I, I can't remember
who SheZow is.

Do you remember who she is?

Nope. But I'm sure
it's someone really cool.

A party? For me?

Aw, you did
remember my birthday!

[shocked gasps]

[crowd] Yay!

Alright! Let's get funk-shui.

Thanks for throwing me such a
rockin' birthday party, honey.

Rock on, babe.

So, I guess you guys aren't
moving to the moon after all?

Yeah. Unfortunately.

I was really excited
to see all that cheese.

Why don't you just
look in the mirror?

[voiceover]
Bizarra Capybara! Ready!

Come on, rodent.
Let there be strike.

Yes! King'a the lanes!

That's nothing, scrub.
Watch this--

You stink!

See you at level eight.

Once around the tribal chief
on the hippo.

[Guy] Swinging over
the stinky tar pit.

Hopping across the cruncodiles,
and sliding into--

[Droosha] Guy!

Huh?

[voiceover]
Lame Game!

Move over, Rover.
Time for Maz to take over.

Oh, there you are, Guy.
I want you to know

your dad and I are off
to the poetry show.

You and dad?

Yeah, I was gonna play
cards with the guys.

But this sounds like
way more fun,

with all the drumming,
and poetry

and talking about... feelings.

Uh-huh.

♪ We won't be long,
I must confess ♪

♪ but while we're gone,
clean up your mess! ♪

What mess?

♪ Your stuff's
all over the house, son. ♪

♪ So don't be a louse,
and get it done. ♪

Good one, honey.

Oh, I hate cleaning.

[Kelly] Obviously!

Your room should be condemned!
It smells like a hamster cage.

While my bedroom is
on this month's cover

of Future CEO's Bedrooms.

Well, my bedroom is
on this month's cover

of Awesome Dude magazine.

♪ Well, dude, clean this room up
and the kitchen too. ♪

- But--
- ♪Or live in shame ♪

♪ with no video game. ♪

That would be lame.

And you'll be grounded
for a week.

Week, week, week.

What are you doing?

Just getting rid of
some old junk.

That's no way to talk about Maz.

Good one, Sheila.

- Which one should we use?
- Doesn't matter, just pick one.

Hey, look at
this cool fluffy coat.

Mmm. Nice.

Shut the front door!

Maz, look.

I didn't know
you guys had a maid.

We don't.
It must have been Aunt Agnes'.

Which means it's mine now
because I'm SheZow. Right?

Facsimilady.

Must clean. Must clean.

Start in my room.

Oh, these chipadillas
are hecka spicy.

Bizarra Capybara.

[voiceover]
Winner!

Finally! Level eight!

Stop! Facsimilady bad!

Facsimilady good.

Whoa! Check it out.

Let's see
what this fembot can really do.

Mmm. Chipadillas.

Super clean.
Supe, supe, super clean!

This is the life, eh, Maz?

Playing video games
with your best friend.

My own robot cleaning lady.
What more could a guy ask for?

A million dollars,
a mansion, a yacht,

three motorcycles with
custom graphics, my own clone--

How 'bout some more chipadillas?

That'll work.

Ah! The chipadillas are gone!

Oh, why? Why?
Oh, the humanity!

[man]
This thing is nuts and bolts!

Run!

- [man] Throw water on it!
- [woman] Wrong movie!

Facsimilady was one of your
aunt's prototypes that failed.

That's why
she was in the closet.

Can you control her?

Not when she's had spicy food.
She loves it but she's allergic.

I can't believe
she ate all my chipadillas.

No, our chipadillas.

How do we stop her?

Very carefully.

Does she have a weakness?

I believe so, but I'll have to
access my archive memory banks.

Facsimilady's
been in the closet a long time.

Super clean.
Supe, supe, super clean!

Look it's SheZow!

Stop that thing! Save us!

Hold it right there,
Facsimilady!

Super clean!
Supe, supe, super clean!

She-yikes!

Everybody, shevacuate!

[people screaming]

Must clean SheHicle!

Oh, heck to the no!

Time to get zowie with it.

Facstransimilate.

Let's just see how long
Facsimilady's batteries last.

Yuck! Shescusting.

That's right, facsimiloser.
Come to Papa.

Yay! Shezow!

Woah. Sparkly.

Uh-huh!

Boomerang brush!

Clean that, robonerd!

Shmootsy wootsy.

All better now.

[Facsimilady]
Super clean!

Supe, supe, super clean!

Here's a little smoke screen
for your face, iron maiden.

Hey sis,
thank goodness you're back.

Ha-ha.

Sheila remembered
Facsimilady's weakness.

She-riffic. What is it?

- Rodents.
- She's afraid of 'em?

No. She loves 'em.

Bizarra Capybara?

World's coolest rodent.

Alright, just let me
cloak the Shehicle.

And then we'll trap
this tin can.

[crash]

Uh-oh.

Bizarra Capybara.

Wow!

Baby.

Is that baby formula?

Actually, it's not bad.

And it's working. Turn her off.

[growls mechanically]

Woah, she's got rabies.

No touch baby!

Must protect baby!

Must protect baby!

Thanks for going with me today,
honey.

Your poetry was very special.

What rhymes with special?

- Schmecial?
- Oh, you're schmecial.

No, you are.

Must protect baby!

Mom's favorite vase!

Maz, do something!

Wah!

Baby, no cry.

[Droosha] I sure hope Guy
cleaned the house.

Says the lady
in the pretty blouse.

Oh, no! Mom and Dad are home!

Look at this mess!

You are so grounded!

Must clean. Must clean.

- Nice.
- Sweet!

Facsimilady!
Return to the closet!

I'll take her.

She-yeah!

Wow! Look at this place.

- It's spotless.
- Thanks.

What did you do,
hire a cleaning lady?

Well...

So, how was the poetry show,
dad?

Your father was amazing.
His rhymes are awesome.

Show 'em, honey.

Roses are blue, violets are red.

If I ever go to another poetry
show, I'll wish I was dead.

Ouch! Couch?

♪ [theme music plays] ♪