02x08 - Fired Up

[bunniefuu]

[upbeat rock music]

We are home from work.

Yeah, not too excited to see you either.

[door thudding]

Mother and son in matching outfits.

Oh, I don't have anything,
that joke tells itself.

Well, we won't be matching for long,

starting tomorrow, I'll be
wearing a Round-Up vest!

Thanks to my amazing
customer service skills,

I got promoted to shift supervisor.

Wow, from supervillain to supervisor,

your life is right on track.

Wait, so if Jake got promoted,
doesn't that make him your boss?

-Mm-hm.
-[laughing]

You have to take orders from your kid!

Laugh all you want, I'm fine with it.

Sure you are, Mom.

[chuckles] She's just letting us
think she's fine with it,

so no one will blame her
when he goes missing.

No, I'm serious, Jake is my son,

I'm very happy for his success.

It's OK to be mad, Mom, by promoting me,

our manager basically
said I'm better than you.

His words, not mine.

Hey, trust me, I'm just
happy to have a job

I can actually keep that
I don't completely hate.

Wow, you're really learning
to look at the bright side.

Who are you and what have
you done with my mother?

[theme music plays]

[melodic upbeat music]

Jake, your new promotion

comes with a lot of responsibility.

Are you sure you have what
it takes to enforce the rules

and discipline your employees?

I'll try my best, Mr. Ruffin.

You'll try?

What do you mean, you'll try? [laughing]

Did I make a mistake promoting you?

'Cause if this doesn't work out,
it's gonna reflect badly on me

and I'm the Chief Chimichanga!

No, don't worry, you can
count on me, Mr. Chimichanga,

I mean, Mr. Ruffin...

sir.

I'm already starting to regret this.

Hey, Mom.

Hey, don't you "Hey, Mom" her, she's late

and as her supervisor,
that's a reflection on you.

Go write her up.

You want me to write up my mom?

[sniffs] Do I smell weakness?

No, half a bottle of cologne,
maybe. [laughs]

We're not there yet, OK.

I'll go talk to her.

Mom, you're five minutes late.

Oh, sorry, I got pulled over.

Apparently, stop signs are not optional.

Look, late is late, we do have rules.

Luckily for me, you're the supervisor.

Thanks for having my back, Chief.

Wait, so you think because you're my mom

and I'm the supervisor,
you can just skirt the rules?

No, I would never take
advantage of your authority.

Hey, Mom, I'm ready for those free tacos.

Amy, not in front of the supervisor.

Oh, we're taking that seriously now?

This is exactly what I mean,

you assumed because I'm in charge,

you can give Amy free tacos.

No, actually, that was my
assumption and it's happening.

No one's getting free tacos,

unless they can identify the mystery meat.

Mom, I'm writing you up.

I'm supposed to make sure
all employees follow the rules

and that includes you.

[scoffs] Fine, understood.

OK, come on, give her a break,
everyone makes mistakes

and if you're gonna be that
tough on Mom's job performance,

I'm gonna be just as tough on yours.

[scoffs] You don't even work here.

Hm, no, but I am a customer,

so every time you do
something that I don't like,

I'm gonna fill out one
of these comment cards,

that'll be seen by your boss. [chuckles]

You wouldn't.

What else have I got going on?

[electricity buzzing]

Mom, what are you doing?

Oh, well, this old grill
has been acting up

and taking forever to cook the food,

so I'm just using my power
to speed things up!

-[electricity buzzing]
-Stop, you can't do that!

Why not? Doesn't getting
the orders out faster

make you look like a better supervisor?

No, the empty briefcase I brought in today

makes me look like a better supervisor.

Look, the grill is perfectly
fine, as part of my duties,

I checked all the equipment
at the beginning of my shift.

-Everything OK over here?
-Couldn't be better.

Oh, I don't know,

I think there's always
room for improvement.

But why talk about it
when I can just fill out

one of these comment cards?

Have at it, it'll be a welcome change

from the usual crumpled napkins

and nasty comments from my ex-wife.

[upbeat rock music]

[knocking on door]

[door clicking]

-[door thudding]
-Don't get up,

I'll just let myself in.

Great, while you're at it,
can you let yourself back out?

What's with the attitude?

Oh, did you finally realize
the whole Chosen One thing

means nothing to anyone but you?

No, I have a fever.

Oh, great, does that mean you're
gonna start being all needy?

I mean, ah, what can I get
for you, sick child?

Don't worry, Colby,
I'll make you some soup

and you'll feel better in no time.

Well, that may work for normal people,

but not with us supervillains,

when we get a fever,
we don't just feel sick,

our powers start to randomly glitch.

I think you're underestimating
my chicken noodle game.

No, he's right, once the glitches kick in,

you can't stop them.

Last time Jake was sick,

his super-strength tore
every door off its hinges.

It was a good month for the handyman.

Colby, you're not leaving the house

until your fever breaks.

Hartley, I'll take
my soup in a bread bowl.

I'll keep you company.

Ooh, we can look at photos from
my last Sunshine Club event.

We had a Good Deeds contest,
guess who won?

Everyone. Because we all
win when we do good deeds.

Can you do a good deed
for me now and leave?

Sorry, it's the fever talking.

[Colby whooshing]

Uh, what was that?

That's what I'm talking about,
his powers are glitching.

[laughs] It's pretty funny, huh?

No, it's not funny!

Your son looks like an indecisive ghost.

Yeah, that's why it's funny.

I can't answer any questions.

But if a lady named Marion
shows up looking for me,

tell her I moved to Cleveland!

What are you two doing?

And in case you're wondering,
that's not how to hide a body.

Are you all right? You look pasty.

I'm sick.

Oh, "sick" meaning "cool"
like the kids say,

I'm down with the hip slang.

No, sick as in sick.

Sick, sick?

Oh-oh, well, then what
are you touching me for?

I gotta go, just remember,
if Marion shows up, Cleveland.

And if she brings her Doberman, Trixie,

well, y'all better run.

Uh, uh, Grandma, wait! [laughs]

You haven't seen the pictures

from my latest Sunshine Club event!

-Hartley, I don't have time for this.
-Just take it!

[Hartley laughing nervously]

What's going on and where
are my grandma's legs?

My transference power must have glitched

and given her my invisibility
when she fist-bumped me.

Oh, no, look!

OK, I know this is bad,

but how can you not think
that's funny? [laughs]

[upbeat rock music]

-[food sizzling]
-Just a minute!

Mom, look at this line,
what's the hold-up?

I told you, the stupid grill
is slowing everything down.

Oh, you're welcome to help, you know,

instead of pointing out the obvious.

If you had just let me use my power...

You don't need to use your power,

you just need to pick up the pace.

Don't worry, everyone,
your orders will be out shortly.

Amy, what are you doing?

Oh, well, I realized it was too much work

for me to fill out all these
comment cards by myself,

so these unhappy customers
are gonna help me.

Jake, we might have a problem.

Oh, what did you do?

[fire extinguisher whooshing]

That's J-A-K-E Madden
with two Ds, you're welcome.

[upbeat rock music]

I can't believe this happened on my shift.

Hey, don't beat yourself up, I mean,

some people just aren't lower
middle management material.

I told you not to use your powers.

Now Mr. Ruffin's gonna fire me!

I didn't and I'm sure he'll understand.

What the?

Madden! In my office! Now!

Oh, wait, before you go,

since all the tacos were
basically torched in the fire,

now can I eat them for free?

I'm gonna take that as a "yes."

[upbeat rock music]

That's it, Hartley,

I'm done with your Sunshine Club pictures.

All these happy faces

are starting to shake
my faith in humanity.

-[Celia whooshing]
-[all gasping]

What's wrong?

Uh, n-nothing! [laughs nervously]

As long as you don't
think anything's wrong,

I don't think anything's wrong,
nothing's wrong, ah!

This is bad, Celia is scary
enough when we can see her.

Yeah, gives a whole new meaning

to the phrase, "silent but deadly."

-Hartley.
-[all shrieking]

What is going on with you people?

Why are you acting all jumpy?

Wouldn't you be more concerned,

if we were acting calm around you?

Good point, I do pride myself
on giving people nervous tics.

Colby, I can't take much more of this.

Get your power back!

Yeah, ah... hey, Celia,
how about another fist-bump,

you know, for old time's sake?

Old time being 45 minutes ago.

I'm not touching you again, sicky!

Thanks for the sympathy.

I don't believe in sympathy,

that's just something the hippies made up.

There has to be a way to trick
her into fist-bumping him.

I got it! Hey, Grandma!

Ah, Colby's been thinking
about getting into boxing.

Him? [chuckles] He'll get eaten alive.

Well, then, ah, why don't
you give him a few pointers?

You know, ooh, show him how
you knocked out Muhammad Ali.

You knocked out Muhammad Ali?

Not in the ring, at a Black Friday sale

and you best believe I got that TV.

Let's go, slim, on your feet.

Just try to find a way
to connect with her fist.

Learned this one from
the nuns in grammar school.

[fists thudding]

Ow!

Aw, poor baby!

Don't order the special if
you can't eat the whole thing!

[Celia whooshing]

It didn't work.

Your fever must still be preventing you

from controlling your powers.

Are we done here?

I need to get ready
for my date with Robert.

Robert, Chief of Police Robert
or sandwich shop Robert?

I don't know a sandwich shop Robert.

That's what I was afraid of.

Um, Grandma, wait!

Ah, I mean, you don't need
to get ready for a date,

because you already look beautiful.

Oh, Hartley, stop.

But don't really stop, keep going.

[Celia whooshing]

Oh, she's right, Celia,
you don't look half bad.

Celia, will you excuse us for a minute?

What are we gonna do?

We can't let Robert see her like that.

You gotta call him and cancel that date.

[Celia] Good news!

[Colby, Hartley, and Vic scream]

[Celia] Robert just texted,
and he's gonna pick me up here.

-He's on his way.
-Now?

[Celia] Yeah, and I can't wait to see him!

Yeah, well, he may have
to wait to see you.

[upbeat rock music]

Well, on the bright side,

your workstation is burnt to a crisp,

so it looks like you'll have tomorrow off.

Hey, Jake, how did it go with Mr. Ruffin?

Badly. Not only is my promotion
on the line, but so is my job.

Oh, no. I'm so sorry.

Then maybe you should step up
and admit the fire was your fault.

Hey, look, [chuckles]

I'm not confessing
to something I didn't do.

You're my supervisor, when you
told me to stop using my power, I did.

Then how do you explain the fire?

I think it was the grill.

The grill. It's always the grill.

You know, lying has always
been in our villain blood,

but I never thought you'd do it

when it comes to your son's
job being on the line.

Jake, I'm only gonna tell
you this one more time,

the fire was not my fault.

I don't believe you.

And as your supervisor, you've
left me with no other choice.

Mom, you're fired!

-[audience sighs]
-[rock music]

-[audience sighs]
-[rock music]

[upbeat rock music]

Mom, wait. Look, I'll talk to Jake.

We'll find a way to get your job back.

Thanks. [sniffles]

This is much deeper
than just a job. [chuckles]

My own son doesn't trust me.

I can't believe you fired your own mother,

the woman who gave you life.

The woman who defended you when
the rest of the family voted

to move and not tell
you where we were going.

-When did that happen?
-Multiple times.

She's always had your back.
How could you not have hers?

Amy, she clearly started the fire.

Just once, I wish she didn't use
her powers to take shortcuts.

She undermined my authority.

You have taco stand authority,
not actual authority.

Come on, Jake, Mom finally
finds a job she doesn't hate

and then you fire her?

Well, what was I supposed to do?

I don't know, maybe give her
the benefit of the doubt?

Amy, do you think my boss is gonna give me

the benefit of the doubt?

This job means a lot to me.

Yeah, well, it meant a lot to Mom too.

Well, I know how the fire started.

Mr. Ruffin, don't worry,

-I already took care of--
-It was the grill.

I'm sorry, it was the what now?

The grill. The wires were frayed.

How did you not catch that
during your inspection?

I don't know.

Those wires looked like
that when I started here.

Are you trying to put the blame on me?

-No.
-You're a wise man.

But, since I'm your manager,
guess I'll have to take the hit.

-So you're getting fired?
-No.

And why do you seem so happy about that?

Look, just don't ever let
anything like this happen again.

-Yes, sir.
-Good.

Uh, where's Eva?

Oh, I might have fired her.

You fired your own mother?

[laughs] Oh, that's cold.

[upbeat rock music]

Hartley, you've gotta cancel
Celia's date with Robert.

If he sees her going invisible,
he's gonna ask questions.

And once I turn the rest of you in,

I'm gonna be a very lonely man.

You spend half of your days
tinkering with toys in the basement.

You're already a lonely man.

Fine! But if my grandma
finds out and disowns me,

I'm moving in.

Absolutely. Happy to throw
a pillow on the porch.

[cell phone beeping]

[Robert] Hello?

Uh, hi, Robert!

Uh, my grandma can't make it tonight.

She's not feeling well. [chuckles]

I'm going to jail! I'm going to jail!

What are you talking about?
I'm looking right at her.

Uh, sorry, wrong Robert. Bye!

What a gentleman!

He turned on the sirens
in his police cruiser

and blew through every stop
sign just to get here faster!

He's a keeper!

How about I go in the kitchen
and whip you up a snack?

Just don't disappear for too long.

[Colby and Hartley laugh]

This guy...

Colby, go help my grandma,
and do not let her in here

until you've gotten your power back.

So, Robert, uh, what do you
and my grandma have planned

for your date tonight?

Well, first, a fancy dinner,

then maybe a romantic walk by the lake.

[power whooshes]

Of course, most of our walks
end with me busting perps,

and your grandma hold them down.

[laughs] Right.

Um, will you excuse us? [chuckles]

Did he just turn invisible too?

I bet Celia gave him the power
when they hugged.

Colby's fever glitch must
have made it transferable

by any kind of touch!

Hurry up! I'm running out
of ways to keep her in here.

-[power whirs]
-Hey, Colby!

And he's a floating head.

Never mind, your problems
are way worse than mine.

We cannot let my grandma see him.

OK, I have an idea.
You go into the kitchen

and help Colby keep your grandmother busy.

If I can touch Robert, maybe I
can transfer the power to me,

and I can give it back to
Colby when his fever breaks.

So, Robert,

tell me, what kind of perps
are you arresting these days?

And exactly how lenient
are you being on them?

Nothing like fresh-squeezed
lemonade for my man.

I squeezed the lemons myself.

You know, some people say I
have the grip of a bodybuilder.

Hmm, I don't doubt that.

I've seen you doing one-handed pull-up.

But, but, hey, maybe everyone
would like some lemonade.

Then maybe everyone
should make it themselves.

Here I come, honey bun!

Grandma, wait, I... [sighs]

-Now what do we do?
-I know what I'm gonna do.

Grab some ice and go get some lemonade.

Wait, the ice. That's it!

Maybe we can use it
to break your fever faster.

But then my lemonade will be warm.

Not if you drink it in the freezer!

Back off, spiky!

We don't play those games.

-Why don't we see what's on TV?
-Yeah.


What are you doing?

Uh, you're a cop. I've just
always wanted to touch one.

I heard that.

That's how this fire got started.

-Um-hmm.
-Oh, no!

Please tell me you have good news.

Colby's fever broke!

Which means I'm back in control.

Well, don't just stand there.
Hurry up and fist bump Robert.

But, hey, heads-up,

the excuse of really wanting
to touch a cop, off the table.

'Sup, Robert?

My man!

-[power whooshes]
-[Robert laughs]

Let's go, Robert.

You're gettin' a little too
friendly with these people.

-Have a good night!
-Enjoy your date!

I'm drinking your lemonade!

Ah, yes! We did it!

Wait, are you sure you
got your powers back?

-[power wails]
-[power whooshes]

-Yup, I'm back!
-Great!

Now you can finally look
at those Sunshine Club photos

I wanted to show ya.

Oh, no, he went invisible!

[gasps] Are his powers glitching again?

Nah, he just ran out the back door.

[upbeat rock music]

Uh-oh, the boss is here.

I better scoop this ice cream perfectly,

or I might get fired from the house.

Mom, I'm sorry I accused
you of starting the fire.

It was unfair, and in the end,
it turns out it wasn't you.

So, yay, you're off the hook.
Have a great night!

Uh... [chuckles] Whoa.

And, so it wasn't my fault, whose was it?

Does it really matter? I mean, blame is
such a vicious cycle

-that can go round and round--
-It was your fault!

Yes. Yes, it was.

I wasn't thorough when
inspecting the equipment,

so I'm the one to blame.

[chuckles] Say it a little louder

for the people in the back?

I should've just trusted you.

You were the only one who supported me.

Even when you used your powers,
you were only trying to help,

because you care about this
job just as much as I do.

And I fired you for it.

Oh, Jake, my love, we all make mistakes.

[scoffs] That's for sure.

He's got 500 nasty comment cards
coming his way to prove it.

[Amy laughs]

Too soon?

Look, the point is, villain or not,

I will always have my children's
best interests at heart,

even when they're my supervisor.

Thanks, Mom, I appreciate it,

but I'm not the supervisor anymore.

I told Mr. Ruffin that you knew

something was wrong with
the grill, and I ignored it.

Because of that, I don't deserve to be
supervisor, you do.

Really?

Yeah, Mr. Ruffin agreed,
then he did a little dance,

then he did a little spin,
and then I left.

[chuckles] I don't, I don't
even know what to say.

Say you'll take it. He's withholding
my paycheck until you do.

[Eva laughs]

Yes! Yes, I will take it.

Oh, thank you, sweetie.

Aah! I won't let you down.

Actually, I probably will. [chuckles]

But you're not my supervisor
anymore, so, who cares?

That was really cool of you.

Thanks.

Bet you're starting to wish

you didn't fill out all those
nasty comment cards, huh?

[chuckles] Are you kidding?
I complained so much,

the Round-Up gave me
six years of free tacos.

Although, with that
mystery meat still in play,

I'm not sure if that's a good thing.

[upbeat rock music]

Dad, can you take me to the skate-park?

Colby, you're supposed to be resting.

Just 'cause you're feeling better,
doesn't mean you're 100%.

Plus, I really don't want to.

Come on, we're in the clear now.

My fever's gone, for real this time.

I'm with your dad. Park it, sicky.

Hartley, I'm going to the butcher.

Oh, to pick up something for dinner?

No, to practice my jab on a side of beef!

Think fast, lightweight.

Ow, that really hurts!

Then I did it right!

I'm gonna grab a water for the road.

[Celia whooshes]

Wow, I haven't moved
that fast since I was 16!

I always say Robert makes me feel young,

but he's got me running like a schoolgirl!

[Celia whooshes]

Fever's gone, huh?

Come on, let's go get her.

-[door thuds]
-[lock clicks]

You two have fun with that!

[upbeat rock music]

[theme music plays]