04x07 - Barbie's Dance Dilemma

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♪ 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 ♪

♪ Whoa oh oh oh ♪

♪ It's the Dreamhouse Adventures ♪

What I was trying to say was,

"Pee-yew!
Someone needs a bath."

Ken Carson, I thought you were nice,
but you're the opposite.

You're the worst!

Wait! Harriet!

I know what you're thinking:
"Ken is nice.

So why was he being mean
to Harriet?"

Well, he wasn't. I was.

Okay, let that sink in.

Only Harriet didn't
know that,

and I wasn't doing
it on purpose.

It was a mix-up.

In fact, the whole week got mixed up,
and it was coming

between me and my best friend
and my sister.

[Ken]
Hey! Barbie, wait up!

-What's the rush?
-Student council stuff.

We're starting to decorate the gym
for the big dance.

Oh.

Is there a dance coming up?

You know there is.

We've been talking about it
for weeks.

Oh...that big dance.

[chuckles]
Okay, quick question.

So like, let's say
you were a girl.

Would it be cool if someone
asked you to go?

Well, A: I am a girl,

and B: I guess it would
depend on who was asking.

Why? Was there someone
you were thinking of asking?

Uh, maybe?

But like, um, what if she said no?

I'd be crushed.
Maybe I shouldn't.

Ken, come on.

Whoever this,
uh, mystery girl crush is,

she'd say yes for sure.

Who wouldn't?
You're so awesome and funny and kind.

Well, thanks.

In that case...

[bell rings]

[Ken] Oh, gotta bounce!

You know how Mr. Sampson
is when you're late.

Huh.

Please.

Daisy DJ-ing again.

Yeah, she's pretty good.

She's always like...

[making record mixing sounds]

Oh yeah.

And then she lays down
some fat beats like...

[b*at-boxing]

Why does she get to perform?

-'Cause she's good?
-And people like her?

And she always plays
the dances.

Well, that was before I got here.

Being up on stage
in front of everyone,

letting the masses bask
in your glory.

That's Tammy territory!

What about me?

I'm the best -looking guy
in school.

[snaps fingers]
I deserve some attention, too.

Huh.
Debatable, but whatever.

How do we take over that stage?

We could form a band.

And perform at the dance.

I got it!

We could form a band
and perform at the dance.

Yes. I love that idea.
Do you play an instrument?

-Nope.
-Me either.

I can play.

Me too.

Well, I guess the band idea's out.

No, it's not.

We have a whole week.

There's nothing
I can't accomplish

when I want something.

All we have to do is convince
the student council

to let us prove
we can do it.

Leave that part to me.

When it comes to Barbie Roberts,
I've got her number.

[cracks knuckles]

[music playing,
needle-scratching sounds]

Sounding great, Daisy!

Daisy?

She's really in the zone!

I'm telling you!

This is going to be the best dance
this school has ever seen!

[music continues]

-[music dies]
-Hey.

Now that I have
your attention...

Show of hands.

How many people think
it's time we opened up

our dance music choices
to other options?

[coughs] Ahem!

[laughing]

Trey, what is this about?

You know Daisy always DJs
the school dances.

People love her music.

That's because they don't know
what they're missing.

I bet there are lots of students
at this school with musical talent

who'd like to play the dance...
well, if they had the chance.

Daisy just gets to do it
because she's your friend.

It's not fair.

He's kinda right, guys.

It's not fair.

A-ha!
She even admits it!

What're you proposing?

-Auditions.
-Let the masses decide.

Never thought I'd say this,
but they have a point.

Don't try and get out of...
Wait, you agree with me?

Yeah. It's only fair.

And I'm not afraid of
a little competition.

[laughs evilly]

There will be more than
a little competition!

[laughs]

Okay, then.
I guess we'll hold auditions.

[both] Bring it.

-[groaning]
-Hey.

I think your locker is trying
to tell you something.

You know I like a challenge.

[grunting]

-Hey, could you push on this?
-Uh, sure.

That's a lot of stuff.

-[groans] Almost.
-You got it.

[announcement] Hello,
Golden Beach High School!

It has been brought to the attention

of the social committee

that other students
might like a chance

to play at the upcoming dance.

If you've got mad music ability,

come to the gym tomorrow
after school and try out!

Don't you usually play
the dances?

Yeah, but it seemed fair
to give everyone a sh*t.

Sweet. I'm in.

Oops!
Right after I clean this up.

[rooster crows]

So what do you think,
Misty?

-[neighs]
-[laughs]

[neighs]

Hey, Harriet.
Lookin' good.

Thanks.

So glad you came by today,
Barbie.

Things have been
really hectic around here.

-[pig squealing]
-Pinky!

[laughs]
Oh, I see what you mean.

BRB!
Come here, Pinky!

Pinky!

-Hey.
-Hey!

What're you doing here?
Aren't you allergic to horses?

Me? Nah, not really.

[gasps]

[sneezes]

[gasps, sneezes]

[sighs]

[sneezes]
Okay.

Maybe a little allergic,
but I had to come.

-It's about the dance.
-Oh! Right.

You were saying you wanted
to ask someone special.

[clears throat]

Do I know her?

Yeah, you do.
It's her.

[gasps]

[dance music playing]

The audio interface
is connected.

Uh, Dais, ever think about
asking someone to the dance?

Nah.
No time for romance.

I gotta focus on nailing
the audition.

Why? Are you?

No! No, I'm not.

Or, I wasn't, but it's just, um...

-[music continues]
-Oh!

I really like what
you did just there.

Yeah, right?

It's nice and chunky.

-[music continues]
-Dance party!

Shake it, Honey!

-[music glitches, stops]
-Aw.

Is the party over so soon?

Sorry.

The audio interface is toast.

Skip might have one
you can borrow.

I'll ask.

[music playing]

No. No, no.
Levels are way off.

Sounds good to me.

Daisy needs an audio interface.
Do you have an extra?

Ooh, that'll work.

I need that.

But you're not using it.

[grunts]

[giggling]
Stop!

No, no!

Ohh. All right, take it!

Wait, are you actually mad?

I was just playing around.

Whatever. I'm fine.

But you're so clueless.

You didn't think maybe
I'd wanna DJ the dance?

-Well, you are trying out.
-Now.

After I found out about it
when everyone else did.

Not like my own sister told me.

I'm sorry, Skip.

I guess I just didn't
think about it, and...

And? That's the point.

It's like you don't even realize
we go to the same school.

[loud music playing]

Must we tolerate this infernal racket?!

Oh! It's called music, dear.

Trey is exploring
his artistic side.

-He's practically a prodigy.
-[glass breaks]

Oh, but while he's still
in his experimental phase,

I've arranged for
some assistance.

-[muffles music]
-[exhales]

[singing off key]
♪ Rock and roooll! ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Rock and roooooooll! ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

Uh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hold up.

You sound terrible.

Me? Are you crazy?

I was shredding.

It's just not working.
We need some real musicians.

Uh, I can play.

Me too.

I am a real musician.

-It's your singing that...
-[hot guitar licks]

Wait, you can play?

A little.

[shredding]

[continues shredding]

[playing keyboard licks]

Whoa! Keep going!

And I'll play... these!

Now we're getting somewhere.

♪ Oooh, oooh, yeah! ♪

-Auto tune.
-[beep]

[on-key]
♪ Knock your socks off! ♪

♪ Rock and roll ,
lose control ♪

♪ I like to scream
rock and roll ♪

♪ Rock your socks off! ♪

♪ Rock and roll,
lose control! ♪

Hey.
I got a major problem.

Join the club.
Skipper hates me.

-About the DJ thing?
-Yeah.

I guess I was kind of
operating on autopilot,

expecting everything at school
to be the same this year.

But things change, I guess.

What's your drama?

I wanna ask Harriet
to the dance,

but I've never asked anyone
to anything before.

Can you help me?
Please?

Just ask.

I'm sure she'll be more
than happy to say yes.

You think?

But I have no clue
how to even begin.

[Stacie] You know what you need?
Practice!

For example, I sucked
at warming up cold pizza.

Sometimes it was still cold,
sometimes too hot.

But I just kept working
on it, and now...

-[oven beeps]
-I'm an expert!

[both] Hmm.

Why are you holding a broom?

It's not a broom.

Pretend it's a horse.

Now, just walk up to her
and ask her out.

And action!

[Stacie] Cut!

What's with that approach?

You need to be
more confident.

Like this!

Um, maybe not that confident.

Action!

Hey, Harriet.

Uh, I was um...

Well, there's this dance...

[Stacie] And cut!

[sighs] I'm not feeling it.

You're all nervous.
It's uncomfortable.

Very.

Um, how about start
with a compliment?

You mean like
"Hey, Harriet, uh,

wow, that pimple on your nose
is so small you can hardly see it".

Okay, how about we skip
the compliment

and go straight for
the big question?

Harriet, I was wondering...

[Chelsea]
Reach for the sky! [laughs]

[laughs]

Chelsea, we're kind of
in the middle of something.

Yeah, a horse heist!

Don't worry, little lady.

I'll save your horse.

I got your back,
Cowboy Ken.

-Giddy-up! She's getting away!
-[laughing]

Guys, we're losing focus here.

-[Chelsea laughing]
-[Ken] Hey!

Fine, then I guess
I'm Sheriff Stacie,

and I am the law!

[laughing and squealing]

[all laughing]

[school bell rings]

Let the auditions begin.

[humming]

Thank you, but we were hoping
to have actual music.

The kind you can,
you know, hear?

[soft, high notes]

[playing dance music]

[playing shrill melody]

[playing dance music]

♪ Rock your socks off ♪

♪ We're at the dance,
here's your chance ♪

♪ Come on let's go! ♪

♪ We're gonna rock... ♪

[Barbie]
Okay, everyone.

Thanks so much.
Great stuff.

That was a really interesting
assortment of talents.

In fact, we couldn't pick
just one winner.

It's a three-way tie

between Skipper, Daisy,

-and Trey's band!
-[crowd murmuring]

[both]
Uh uh! Wiggle wiggle!

We've decided all of
Golden Beach High

can pick their favorite act
tomorrow after school.

Good luck, everyone!
See you tomorrow!

[birds squawking]

Skipper still mad at you?

You be the judge.

I've never seen so many
frowny faces in one text.

I know, right?

What am I supposed to do, Ken?

Ken?

It's her. I'm not ready.

I need to get a broom
from the janitor's closet.

You'll be fine without it.
Go.

You're ready.

[exhales]

Whoa!

[bike bells dinging]

[sighs] She saw that.

I'm such a klutz.

No big.

Some girls think klutzes
are adorable.

-Don't give up.
-What's the point?

No girl will ever like me.

[dance music playing]

Whoa!

Daisy and Skipper
are pretty good.

They're gonna be hard to b*at.

You two!

We need an insurance policy.

[On TV] Do you see a door?

I'll trade you a Rocky Road
for some Cherry Swirl.

O to the MG.

You're watching
that movie without me?

That's our thing!

We always watch
that movie together!

Come on, Skipper.

Ken was really upset.

We didn't plan it.

[sighs] Just another thing
you forgot to include me in.

-Thanks.
-[man on TV] Open up.

[sighs] Great.

-Now she's even madder.
-[knocking on the door]

What am I gonna do, Ken?

-[TV] Show me your sentry.
-Ken?

What's the password?

What's the password?

[woman] Swordfish.

That's it!

Whoa! [laughs]

What's it?

We can do the spy thing
on Harriet.

I'll wear an earphone
and you can tell me what to say.

It would totally work,
don't you think?

Um...

I wasn't sure what to think.

Wasn't that cheating?

But Ken's my best friend.

If he wanted my help
asking out another girl...[sighs]

who was I to say no?

There she is.

Time to put the plan
into action.

Are you sure you just
don't want to be yourself?

I am being myself.

With a little help from you.

Okay, let's go.

Before my allergy medicine
wears off.

-Harriet] Ken?
-[laughs nervously]

What're you doing here?

Uh, well, um...

I came to see you.
I like that shirt.

I came to see you.

I really like that shirt?

Thanks.

[horse neighing]

Oh no.

Uh, mute, mute. Mute.

-[screeching noise from earpiece]
-[yelps]

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, great. Uh...

[laughs] What're you doing,
you bad girl?

What're you doing,
you bad girl?

Me? What did I do?

Wait! What I was trying
to say was...

Pee-yew! Somebody needs a bath.

Pee-yew.

Someone needs a bath.

Ken Carson,
I thought you were nice.

But you're the opposite.

You're the worst!

Wait! Harriet!

There you go.

Okay, where are we?

Where are we?
Harriet's gone.

How could you?

Wait. Ken?

The mute button was...

-[sighs]
-[phone ringing]

Teresa, hey.

The auditions!
Right!

On my way.

She's coming!

Hurry!

Auditions... this way.

Okay.

[sighs] Auditions. That's for me.

[Skipper] Weird. I thought
the auditions were in the gym.

This isn't awkward.

[Skipper]
Admit it.

You two conspired
against me.

What?! It was my idea
to make this a competition.

-Tell her.
-It's true.

If there's anyone
you should be mad at, it's me.

Well, at least we agree
on something.

You're purposely
leaving me out.

I'm not.

It's just... I've been
kind of distracted

with the whole Ken situation.

I don't know what's going on.

I'm not myself,
and it's the first time

you and I have been at the same school
in a while.

It hasn't sunk in yet.

But I'm trying,
and you're sorta not.

'Cause it's obvious you don't
even want me here.

That's not true!

I was the one who voted
for you to play the dance.

[both] You did what?

Why?

I wanted you to have a sh*t.

I know it's hard fitting in
at a new school,

but mostly it's because
you're really good.

Sorry, Daisy.

Apology accepted,
it's totally cool.

I'd have done the same thing
if I had a sister.

You know, sistering
goes both ways.

You can talk to me about stuff.

I'm in high school now.

I'll remember that.

-Friends?
-Better.

Sisters.

So now that everyone's
done being mad,

can we find the auditions?

They're supposed
to start any minute.

[door-handle rattles]

It's locked!

[gasps]

-[plays guitar chord]
-[playing bongos]

Where are Skipper and Daisy?

I'm sorry, but we can't wait
any longer.

We need to start.

Hopefully the other two
will show up in time.

[band starts playing]

♪ Ooooh ♪

We're stuck in literally
the only room in the school

with zero bars.

[banging noise]

What're you doing?

Getting you to the auditions.

♪ Rock and roll,
lose control ♪

♪ I like to scream
rock and roll! ♪

♪ Rock your socks off ♪

♪ Rock and roll
lose control ♪

♪ We are rock stars,
yeah we know! ♪

♪ Rocky rocky rocky rocky
rock and roll! ♪

♪ Rocky rocky rocky, rocky
rock and roll! ♪

♪ On the beach
or in the snow! ♪

-♪ Rocky rocky rocky ♪
-[crackling]

-[amps, auto tune die]
-♪ Rocky rocky rock and roll! ♪

[off-key] ♪ Rocky rocky rocky rocky
rock and roll... ♪

[clears throat]

Uh, there was a technical glitch,
but it doesn't matter.

Since no one else
is here to play, we win.

[banging]

-Whoa!
-[thud]

-Whoops.
-[grunts]

Never let it be said,

Barbie Roberts doesn't know
how to make an entrance.

Unfortunately, we only have time
for one more act to audition

before we have to clear out
for the basketball game.

But there's two of us!

Principal Miller, please.

Hang on.

I've got an angle.

My amazing sister
had an amazing idea.

Dueling DJs.

If it wasn't a thing before,
it is now.

The school voted,
and they won!

[dance music playing]

[music intensifies]

So unfair.

Whatever.

Yeah yeah!

Hey!

Ken, I'm really sorry.

But the horses got loose,
and I thought I had hit the mute button,

-but I... I didn't, and...
-It's okay.

I never should have asked you
to speak for me.

What kind of dork does that?

Any girl who doesn't like dorks
is missing out.

You really are the best friend
a guy could ask for.

In fact, you're more
than that.

Way more. So...

[Both] You wanna dance?

Jinx!
You have to buy me a soda.

[giggles]

[Barbie]
Sisters, best friends,

friends who are more
than friends...

relationships are complicated.

Keeping them up can
be pretty challenging,

but I know one thing for sure:
the good ones are worth it.

[theme music playing]