02x24 - Big Time Strike

[bunniefuu]

♪ and you already know that you're a star ♪
♪ ah ah ah ah ♪
♪ a superstar ♪

[electricity zaps]

[all shouting]

What was that?

You were off-key.

No! The shocking floor thing!

Oh, that's my new studio shock system.

It's going to help me train you dogs Through negative reinforcement.

That way, btr's second album Will be even greater than the first.

That is not fair!

Are you serious?

[electricity zaps]

[all shouting]

Back talk bad!

Now, griffin wants a new song tomorrow, And my silver friend here is gonna help us get there.

All: Kelly!

Guys, normally, I would totally object to this abuse.

We really need that song fast.

Gustavo, we know the second album is important.

Yes, and we know that we have to work our butts off.

Yeah, so try trusting us.

Instead of shocking us.

Hmm, let me think about it.

[electricity zaps]

[all shouting]

More rhythm!

[electricity zaps]

[all shouting]

Less bathroom!

[electricity zaps]

[all shouting]

[toilet flushing]

No breaks!

[electricity zaps]

[all shouting]

It's just the first setting.

Hold up signs, and chant rhyming demands.

Strike.

That!

Yeah.

Oh, what, this button?

This little button right here?

[electricity zaps]

[all shouting]

That is it!

All: Big time rush is on strike!

♪ make it count, play it straight ♪
♪ don't look back, don't hesitate ♪
♪ when you go big time ♪
♪ what you want, what you feel ♪
♪ never quit and make it real ♪
♪ when you roll big time ♪
♪ oh-oh, oh-oh ♪
♪ hey, hey ♪
♪ listen to your heart now ♪
♪ hey, hey ♪
♪ don't you feel the rush ♪
♪ uh-oh, uh-oh ♪
♪ uh-oh, uh-oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ go and shake it up ♪
♪ whatcha gotta lose ♪
♪ go and make your luck ♪
♪ with the life you choose ♪
♪ if you want it all, lay it on the line ♪
♪ it's the only life you got so you got to live it big time ♪

Whoo!

We'll show gustavo.

We're on strike.

Striking big-time.

Now, how do you strike?

Logan?

Well, first, we have to elect a negotiator, Somebody who's willing to endure hours of agonizing negotiations Trapped in a room with gustavo.

Kendall!

What?

Fine. But I'm going to need some muscle, Someone I can scare gustavo with if negotiations stall.

Carlos.

Yes!

What? Carlos? Ha.

According to the bench press in the gym, I'm the strongest one in the group.

Yes, but carlos is unpredictable, And as you recall, He took on the entire eighth grade in middle school.

It was impressive.

Ah, thank you.

James and I will man the picket lines, Make signs, and create havoc outside of rocque records.

[chuckles]

Hey, what's going on?

All: We're sticking it to the man.

Hey, I want to stick it to the man.

Great. You're in charge of provisions.

You can bring us food, water, and supplies to the front line When we need it.

Cool.

Now what do we want?

No more shock floors.

Or shock toilets.

A 30-minute break per day.

Oh, and more respect.

We want our second album to be great Just as much as he does.

All: Shbingo!

That's it?

I thought we were sticking it to the man.

You guys hold all the cards here.

All: Go on.

Gustavo needs songs For the new big time rush album asap, And he can't do that without big time rush.

So again...

What do you guys want?

An ice cream sundae bar.

A personal hair salon open 24-7.

A private exotic petting zoo.

A studio hot tub.

Ooh, a backup studio hot tub In case the first studio hot tub gets broken.

Sunday brunches with wayne gretzky.

And wheel surgically mounted on feet When procedure becomes available.

That one was mine.

Meet these demands and get rid of your shock system, And btr will return to the studio And begin working on our second album.

Hmm.

[electricity zaps]

[both shouting]

Playing hardball, huh?

Well, two can play that game.

Carlos...

Do your thing.

Right.

[whispering]
wait, what's my thing?

[whispering]
muscle of the operation.

Well, break his mug to scare him to prove that we're serious.

[wails]
but we bought him that mug.

It's his favorite.

[deflated trumpet fanfare]

Let me help you move these negotiations along, okay?

[dramatic music]

No!

[distant chanting]
hey, hey! Ho, ho!

What is that noise?

[chuckles]

[wails]

[distant chanting]
hey, hey! Ho, ho!

Gustavo's got to go!

Hey, hey! Ho, ho! Gustavo's got to go!

Oh, no.

What do we want?

An ice cream sundae bar!

A personal hair salon!

A private exotic petting zoo!

Brunch with wayne gretzky!

A hot tub! A second hot tub!

Okay, you know what? We need a shorter chant.

Wait, have you been holding that sign the whole time?

Yeah.

What does that have to do with striking?

Um, I'm striking.

And if I'm going to be here all day, I want to make good use of my time.

[funky music]

♪ ♪

Give me that.

Use one of my signs.

Your sign is boring.

It states all of our demands And why we feel gustavo's work practices are unjust and unfair.

Yeah, boring!

[huffs]

It's not boring!

Where's katie with the food?

I know, right?

I'm hungry.

[trumpet fanfare]

You're stupid!

You're stupid.

You want to go?

[both shouting]

Mom, the guys need their sandwiches asap.

Striking is hard work.

Yeah, well, so is being a mom.

And I have a lot of other things to do Besides feeding the picket lines.

Like what?

[dramatic music]

I will have you know that being a full-time mom Is one of the hardest jobs there is.

You have to be a chef, housekeeper, nurse, tutor, Referee, seamstress, chauffeur.

Shall I go on?

Mom, I love you. You're the best.

But come on. It's not that hard.

Oh, really?

Well, maybe I should go on strike.

And then maybe you'd know how hard I work around here.

What do you think about that?

[sarcastically]
ooh, I'm scared.

What do I want?

Kids who appreciate how hard moms work.

When do I want it? Now!

What do I want? Kids who--

You go, girl.

When do I want it? Now!

Unbelievable.

Kids who appreciate how hard moms work!

When do I want it? Now!

What do I want?

Kids who appreciate how hard moms work!

When do I want it? Now!

[both shouting]

[cackles]
perfect.

Fighting amongst themselves, The first sign of a dying strike.

[cackles]

Why are you so happy about this?

Because the dogs will exhaust themselves, Realize their strike is stupid, And then come crawling back to papa bear.

Well, they better crawl fast, Because according to my schedule, Griffin wants to hear The new song for the new album tomorrow, And there's just one tiny thing we're missing: The new song for the new album.

They started it!

Yeah, but did you have to shock them?

Yes!

Maybe not.

Fine.

Just get the dogs up here so we can settle this.

[whispering]
hi, kelly.

Stop being nice. You're the muscle.

But I miss her, and I miss singing.

You can't tell them that.

I taped back together your demands, And if big time rush agrees To get back in the studio right now, I will stop most of the shocking.

[loud smack]

Ow!

All of the shocking.

And our other demands?

Guys, your other demands are ridiculous.

You know we can't have a petting zoo in the studio.

[whispering]
they sound scared.

I am not scared of you.

Don't you push it.

Here we go.

Gustavo, we both know that I'm wearing a tie.

And we also know That griffin wants a new song from big time rush tomorrow.

And we're big time rush, which means...

Where's my hair salon?

And I'm gustavo rocque, Which means I can have anyone record the new song, Work my magic on the sound board, And just tell griffin it's you dogs.

Is that a thr*at?

Because we can be threatening too.

Carlos, show him.

Yeah.

You see this?

You can't have it back until you're nicer to us.

[deflated trumpet fanfare]

[sighs]

Yeah, super talented talent agency?

Yeah, send over every hot singing boy teen in l.A.

To rocque records now.

Oh, yeah, good luck with that.

Because they'll never get past our picket line.

You mean the picket line that's up here Instead of out front?

All: Yeah!

[all shouting]

[tires screeching]

Hey, I brought you guys some lunch.

I hope you like mustard, because I made mustard sandwiches.

Bad timing, katie. We might be under att*ck.

I brought some water too.

[dramatic music]

It's starting...

[people shouting]

I'm freaking out!

We just need to make sure no one gets inside.

I mean, how many can there be?

Oh, this is good.

[crowd shouting]

This is bad!

This is so bad!

[crowd shouting]

♪ ah, ah, ah-ah, oh ♪

Split up!

Ah!

Back off!

I'm not afraid to use it.

[rock music]

Wait!

You're missing the auditions For the new taylor lautner buddy comedy!

[crowd murmuring]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, fellas, fellas, fellas, hey!

Let's not fight. Let's talk this out, huh?

Carlos, what kind of muscle are you?

He's got mustard!

Yeah!

[crowd shouting]

Yeah!
[laughs]

Whoa! Hey!

Let's talk it out!

Another sandwich?

[crowd shouting frantically]

[chainsaw buzzing]

All: And don't come back!

Really? The chainsaw?

It doesn't have a chain on it.

[all cheering]

Darn it!

Darn it! Darn it! Darn it! Darn it! Darn it! Darn it!

Okay, I can probably get them the ice cream sundae bar, But I have no idea how to get them Brunch with wayne gretzky.

They are not getting anything!

We are going to win this strike And get griffin his song by tomorrow.

How?

You'll see.

And it's going to be shocking.

[electricity zaps]

[screams]

So what happens now?

I'll tell you what happens now.

Gustavo starts sweating.

"oh, I'm gustavo, and I'm sweating, dogs."

Then griffin calls.

"hello, gustavo, I'm weird and rich, And where's my new song?"

And then gustavo calls us up, gives in to all our demands, And strike over.

Strike over!

[laughs]

Now, all we need are sandwiches that are tasty...

And not terrifying.

Hey, I made those sandwiches.

And don't ever do that again.

Okay, mom is on strike too, and, frankly, She is overreacting And overstating her job description.

Well, frankly, mama makes a great sammich.

Now go back to the palmwoods, just admit that you're wrong, And have her whip up four turkey and cheese With lettuce and mayo?

Yep. Yeah.

Yeah.

Ooh, and grab my new white jacket.

It's, uh--it's chilly.

Fine.

[cell phone ringing]

It's gustavo.

Probably wants to talk.

Sounds like somebody is missing his mug.

Really?

[sighs]
mom, I'm sorry.

And what will it take to get youou to stop striking?

I will stop when you admit that a mom's job Is just as hard as any other job in the world.

Your job is just as hard as any other job in the world.

Now, will you make four sandwiches And do a quick wash on james' jacket?

He's cold.

You still don't believe me, do you?

Mom, I want to stress to you that I love you, But what you do is not rocket science.

Oh, really?

Yeah.

Then you wash the boys' clothes.

Oh, and don't forget to separate the whites from the colors And the bright colors.

Wash the colors on heavy soil.

Bleach the whites on hot-cold hot, Do everything else on cold-cold cold.

Oh, except for james' delicates, those require permanent press.

And add steam for cottons, no steam for poly-cotton blends.

And do not wash anything red with anything else On hot-cold hot, Or the entire load will come out pink.

Isn't there just a "clean" button?

No.

So I assume you've decided to meet all of your demands, And we accept.

Close.

You're fired!

All: What?

What?

You can't fire us. We're big time rush.

Yeah, and you can't make a second big time rush album Without big time rush.

Wrong, because I am big time rush.

I own all the songs. I own the studio.

I own your likenesses, And I can make the album without you.

You lose. I win. Strike over.

Uh...

Carlos, time to flex a little big-time muscle.

Yes.

Check it.

You're not gonna get your mug back.

Both: Oh!

I don't need it.

I got a new one.

All: Aw.

Gustavo, let's talk about this.

No.

The time for talk is over.

You got greedy.

You pushed me, and now you got fired.

Yeah?

Well, we're not leaving.

What do you think of that? Yeah.

I think we should try setting five.

[electrical hum]

Oh, no.

[electricity zaps]

I don't like--
[crackle]

Zz-zz-setting number five.

I can't believe gu--
zz-stavo b*at us When we have all the cards.

And now we're not gonna be able to sing On our second album!

[record scratches]

Oh, now you get all muscley--
ee-ee?

You know I can't control it.

We are not beaten yet, Because we have something that gustavo doesn't.

Hair.

A soul.

His coffee mug.

Our fans, And they want us, not...

Not us.

All: I smell plan.

We are going to make a video, upload it to the web, Our fans are going to see it, rise up, And gustavo will come crawling back to the negotiating table.

A video? How are we going to make a video?

Gustavo owns the name of the band And all of our performance clothes.

We can use our own clothes.

Yeah, about the clothes...

Ah, one more small problem.

Gustavo also owns every big time rush song.

Not every song.

♪ oh, you're such a turd ♪
♪ oh, yeah, a giant turd ♪
♪ and you look like a turd ♪
♪ and you smell like a turd ♪
♪ oh, you're such a turd ♪
♪ oh, yeah, a giant turd ♪
♪ and you look like a turd ♪
♪ and you smell ♪
♪ like a tu-urd ♪

Ha.

Yeah, we cannot post this video.

Ugh! Our fans will not rise up.

Yeah, but they may throw up.

And this jacket...

And everything is pink!

Hey, being a mom is hard work, okay?

What was that again?

I admit it.

Your job is super hard, And we need our chef, chauffeur, seamstress, housekeeper, Tutor, nurse, referee, and laundry scientist mom back.

Deal.

Yes!

Now, is there anything I can help the pink boys with?

As a matter of fact, How good are moms at being strike negotiators?

[whispers]
oh, please.

Why do you look like a terrifying version of kendall?

Because I'm gonna sing all the guys' parts on the song, And with a little gustavo rocque post-production magic, Griffin and every btr fan will never know the difference.

Hit it!

♪ already know that you're a star ♪
♪ a superstar ♪
♪ that you're a star ♪
♪ a superstar ♪
♪ that you're a star ♪
♪ and you already know ♪
♪ you want to wild out, then wild out ♪
♪ all eyes on you ♪
♪ it's going down, down right now ♪
♪ and you can't lose ♪
♪ you gonna wild out, then wild out ♪
♪ that's what you do ♪
♪ talk of the town ♪
♪ and you already know that you're a star ♪
♪ a superstar ♪
♪ that you're a star ♪
♪ and you already know ♪

So how was that?

Fine!

Just get the dogs down here now!

All: We're here.

With new representation.

Is that one of my helmets?

In exchange for the boys ending the strike, You promise no more shock system, One 30-minute break a day, And give the boys a little respect For all the hard work they've given you.

No more shock system.

Ah! Yes!

They can have their break.

Yes!

But no respect!

[ominous music]

[mug shatters]

[all gasp]

Okay, they can have respect.

Moms are good negotiators.

Yep.

Yep. Yeah.

So...We have a deal?

What, no contract?

Like it or not, gustavo, we are a family, And there are no contracts needed between family.

All: The strike is over!

Which means we need to get back to work, So get in the booth So we can get started on our second album.

[all cheering]

All: ♪ a superstar ♪
♪ that you're a star ♪
♪ a superstar ♪
♪ oh, no ♪
♪ it's on tonight ♪
♪ and here we go, oh ♪
♪ to the beginning of this crazy night ♪
♪ so, baby, we can let it go, go, go ♪
♪ hey ♪
♪ you're shining like a star ♪
♪ I want to be where you are, are ♪

Both: ♪ oh, no, oh, no ♪
♪ let's take over this club ♪
♪ you're shining bright in the dark, dark ♪
♪ you light up the night ♪

All: ♪ you want to wild out, then wild out ♪
♪ all eyes on you ♪
♪ it's going down, down right now ♪
♪ you can't lose ♪
♪ you want to wild out, then wild out ♪
♪ that's what you do ♪
♪ talk of the town now ♪
♪ and you already know that you're a star ♪
♪ a superstar ♪
♪ that you're a star ♪
♪ a superstar ♪
♪ that you're a star ♪
♪ and you already know ♪
♪ forget the moon ♪
♪ ignore the sky ♪
♪ 'cause the whole world is all yours tonight ♪
♪ get it, girl ♪
♪ it's your time ♪
♪ shine until the morning light ♪
♪ a superstar ♪

All: ♪ you want to wild out, then wild out ♪
♪ all eyes on you ♪
♪ it's going down, down right now ♪
♪ you can't lose ♪
♪ you want to wild out, then wild out ♪
♪ that's what you do ♪
♪ talk of the town ♪
♪ and you already know that you're a star ♪
♪ a superstar ♪
♪ that you're a star ♪
♪ a superstar ♪
♪ that you're a star ♪
♪ and you already know ♪

[upbeat electronic music]

Yeah, bravo!

[applause]

The song sounds great, fellas, And your second album is going to be even bigger Than your first.

Whoo!

But I also want this album out faster than your first, So get your little superstars back into the studio And record me another big-time hit.

Um, griffin, it's been a long couple of days for us here, And we promised the boys a 30-minute break, so...

And I say no breaks, because I own all of you, And I'm not leaving this couch until I get my next song.

Oh, playing hardball, huh?

Yes, I love playing hardball, so come on.

Give me everything you got.

Okay.

A little help from my dogs.

[electricity zaps]

Whoa!

♪ ah, ah, ah-ah, oh ♪

Okay, let's take a break.

[all cheering]