01x09 - Nicky Gone Bad/In Support Of

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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

Who's that girl? What's her name?
Is she cool? Is she lame?

Oh, you're talking about what's her name?

-Pepper Ann!
-Pepper Ann!

Is she lame? Is she cool?
Is she breaking every rule?

Is she anybody's fool?

-Pepper Ann!
-Pepper Ann!

Pepper Ann, Pepper Ann
Marching in her own parade

Pepper Ann, she's like one in a million

Pepper Ann, Pepper Ann
Much too cool for seventh grade

Catch her if you can, Pepper Ann!

BOY 1: Who?

GIRL 1:
Is that that girl from gym class?

-MOOSE: No, that's me.
-FEMALE VOICE 2: Oh.

Who is she
and why does she have her own song?

PEPPER ANN: Did someone take my lunch?

[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]

Pepper Ann, Pepper Ann
Marching in her own parade

Pepper Ann, she's like one in a million!

Pepper Ann, Pepper Ann
Much too cool for seventh grade

No one's cooler than Pepper Ann!

She's her own biggest fan, Pepper Ann!

Cool. A mood ring.

Catch her if you can, Pepper Ann!

[MUSIC CONCLUDES]

All right, girls! Way to get pumped,
way to get psyched,

way to kick some badminton butt!

Oh, uh. Sorry about that shuttlecock
mishap, Little.

-Come on, champ. Shake it off.
-[GROANS]

Okay, group!

Monday is the start of another new
and exciting sport.

It's trampoline time!

[ALL GROAN]

Way to get motivated!

All right! See you next week
at the tramps!

Oopsy. Oop. My fault. Almost forgot.

Now, we're really gonna be
bouncing around out there,

so those of you who need support,
get it by Monday. Okey dokey?

All right, girlies. Play hard!

What does she...

TRINKET: [CHUCKLING] I am so sure!

Like any of us don't already have support.

[GIRLS LAUGHING]

[GROANS]

Is anything wrong?

Wrong? What could be wrong?

Well, um, you used to wear your backpack
on your back.

[GIGGLES NERVOUSLY]

No. Actually... well, you know,
it's kinda...

[WHIMPERS]

Tell me everything you know about...

support.

As the body progresses into adulthood,
the physical changes can be overwhelming.

By age 12, the average woman
is already in training.

Son of Fuzzy! I'm in training
and I don't even know it.

It's okay, Pepper Ann.
Everyone develops at his or her own pace.

Take me. I've had support
for two and a half years.

I don't even know you.

You just need to find out the facts.
We'll do it together.

[HORN HONKING]

Nicky, honey! Taekwondo lessons!

Oops. Sorry, Pepper Ann.

[SAD MUSIC PLAYING]

-But...
-Call me.

[MUSIC FADES]

I'm fine. Not gonna think about it.

Good idea. Put it out of your mind.

[GASPS] You are unflappable.

Solid as a rock. A steel magnolia.

MALE VOICE: You boobs!

How many times have I told you,
put the tomatoes across from the lentils.

Busted.

Enough!

Nicky was right. I need to get the facts.
But where can I go? Where?

[GASPS]

"In 1913, a crude support system of pins
and ribbons

"replaced the box-like armor
of whale bone..."

-[GASPS] Huh?
-Hey, P.A. Whatcha reading?

Reading? No.

I'm doing a project on...
classic Victorian book spines.

[MUMBLES]

P.A., you don't have to cover.

Uh... I don't?

I know that young females often feel
intimidated by support apparati.

-You do?
-Look, it's no big deal.

Everyone develops at his or her own pace.

Thank you, Milo. But you're a guy.
You wouldn't understand.

Oh, this is so embarrassing.

Nicky's gone, Milo's a boy.

I have no one to talk to. Huh?

[GASPS] That's it. Mom will know!

-MOM: Pepper Ann, do you want breasts?
-What?

I'm baking chicken.
Do you want breasts or thighs?

Mom, I need to talk about support.

[SLURPS] Later.

Oh, my little girl
is in such a rush to grow up.

This isn't a sudden decision.

I've given it several hours of thought
and I'm ready.

Well, now, Peppie, I just don't know
if that's something you need right now.

After all, everyone develops
at his or her own pace.

But Mom, aren't you the one
who always says, "be prepared,"

"better safe than sorry,"
yadda, yadda, yadda?

Well, I suppose that's true.

Just look at these adorable
poly-cotton blends.

Oh, Peppie, you'll see that
with the proper support,

there's nothing you can't do.

Hmmm...

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT SCREAMING]

Oh, please. Oh, please.

Only one person can save us
from the evil Detention-ator.

[LAUGHS EVILLY]

You'll never get away with this,
you fiend.

PEPPER ANN: Not so fast, Detention-ator.

Look. It's Supportra!

[HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Supportra. So we meet again.

[LOUD THUDS]

Who was that supported crusader?

You girls are growing up so fast,
it seems like just yesterday.

Yeah. Uh-huh.

MOM: Peppie, over here!

This one has a little rosebud
in the middle.

Well, hello, ladies and welcome.
[CHUCKLES]

I'm Margot, uh-huh,
and I'll be your sales counselor today.

Now tell the truthie, are you two sisters?
[LAUGHING]

[LAUGHS] You!

Actually, this little lady wants a...
Well, why don't you tell her, Peppie?

A support thing.

[SIREN BLARING]

Did you hear that, ladies?

Attenzione! We've got ourselves
a first-timer.

[ALL LAUGH]

[BLOWS PITCH PIPE]

So you're blooming
Blossoming and blooming

So you're blooming, happens every day

Now you have some brand-new guests
Close your eyes ‘n cross your chest!

When you're younger, cabinet's bare
Now you're older, look what's there!

[ALL CHEER]

And now let's get to shopping. [CHUCKLES]

I love this store.

Okay, shall we try the Boost-A-Matic? Huh?

How about a Petite Princess?
Very tiny and pretty.

Oh, here's a little something.
Uh-oh. Ouch...

PEPPER ANN: Is that Moose?

I think I'm gonna go live
with Aunt Janie for a while.

Peppie? What are we doing?

Mom, aren't you the one who always says

Moose and I don't spend enough time
together?

Your sister will always be your sister,
yadda-yadda-yadda?

Uh... Peppie, stay away from this one.
It's cutting into me.

Do you have this in a racerback?

You don't wanna wear lace in the summer.

The only miracle here
is that someone would buy this.

Peppie, uh, we've been here for five hours
and nine minutes,

so would you two mind
just picking one already!

-Touchy.
-Touchy.

[SHOPPING BAG RUSTLING]

[PEPPER ANN GROANING]

Pepper Ann Pearson, you are woman.

[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]

It's rhythm, it's bounce,

it's trampoline time!

All right, team.
Okey dokey, let's do this.

Pearson, you're up!

Hey, wait! Where's your support?

Right here.

Nope. No. Uh-uh. Don't see any support.

Right here.

[SIGHS] Pearson, I don't have time
for your silly games!

Go get your support.

PEPPER ANN: It's right here!

[ALL GASP]

[GASPS] Oh! Sweet Georgia Brown!

PRINCIPAL HICKEY: Eh, so uh,
what you're saying Pearson

is that you mistook the term "support"

uh, to mean an article of femininity,

when it merely meant a spotter,
a trampoline buddy.

Mr. Hickey, my Peppie is going through
a confusing time right now.

Oh, goodness, I remember it well.
I used to have a figure exactly like hers.

But look at me now!

[INDISTINCT MURMURING]

-NICKY: [SIGHING] Pepper Ann.
-PEPPER ANN: Pepper who?

I don't know what you're talking about,
little girl.

So there was a misunderstanding.
It's no big deal.

I'm glad you listened to me
and went with the daisies.

No big deal?

You guys didn't just flash
the whole school.

No, but one time, in art history class,

I referred to a Monet painting
as a Matisse.

Remember in fifth grade
when Davy Baden burped up a ravioli

in the middle of the Gettysburg Address?

Sure, he was embarrassed,
but soon everyone forgot about it.

[ALL LAUGH]

-[LAUGHS, MUMBLES]
-I almost split a gut.

Stressing about support
was just a big waste of time.

I'm gonna wear it when I'm ready.

Like I always say, everyone develops
at his or her own pace.

By the way, I've been meaning
to talk to you guys about something.

Go ahead, Milo.
You know you can tell us anything.

Yeah, man. We are totally here for you.

Coach Doogan said next week
we're starting baseball in P.E.

She wants all the guys to get their
own version of support.

-PEPPER ANN: Later.
-NICKY: Later.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[SNORES]

[SNORES]

[MAN SPEAKING ITALIAN ON TAPE]

[SPEAKING ITALIAN]

[MAN SPEAKING ITALIAN ON TAPE]

[SPEAKING ITALIAN]

[CLASSICAL SYMPHONY PLAYING]

[MECHANICAL WHIRRING]

[YAWNS] Good morning, Princess.

Your stock's up three tenths, Dad,

but you've got to diversify
your investments.

If the NASDAQ slumps,
we'll never see a split.

[SIGHS] You are too on top of things.

Try an organic energy loaf, Mom.

It's got eight essential vitamins

and added calcium to delay
early onset of osteoporosis.

[CHUCKLES] You are too good.

-[SNORES]
-NICKY: But you have to get up,

it's a school day.

[SIGHS] You're too responsible.

-[SIGHS]
-[GROANS]

Milo, we're gonna miss first period.

That's why they have second period.

[GROANS] You're too punctual.

[SCOFFS]

Maybe if you guys spent a little more time
doing your homework,

you wouldn't have to check it
with mine every morning.

Oh, Nicky, you're too conscien...

Don't tell me, I know,
I'm too conscientious.

-Are you sure about number three?
-[SCOFFS] Is she sure?

Milo, this is Nicky's homework.
It's perfect.

It's always perfect because she's perfect.

-Perfect.
-No, I'm not!

No, come... come to think of it, you are.

Well, I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of stock reports,

vitamin supplements,
wake-up calls, homework...

and I'm sick of being "perfect"!

I'll show you! I'll show everyone!

That was a perfect, healthy,
emotional outburst.

Ah! Amazing.

NICKY: And, once and for all,
I'm not amazing!

Where is Nicky Little? Is she sick or not?
Was she injured?

I don't know. She's never late.

Maybe you should call the nurse
or... or...

Or the hospital. Something's not right!

-[BUZZES]
-[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]

[SLOW BAND MUSIC PLAYING]

-[GASPS]
-[SIGHS]

Nicky, I was worried about you,
don't you know!

It's Nic'Kay.

I prefer to be called Nic'Kay.

And I'm t*rd.

Well, I am just glad
to see you're in one piece.

What... You... You look...

MR. CARTER: Pepper Ann,
quit bugging Nic’Kay.

-What are you doing?
-Buying lunch.

But you've brought grilled ahi,
steamed carrots and chai for lunch

-for the last six years.
-It's all yours.

LUNCH LADY: Next!

I'll have a Fishwich with extra mayo

and a milk. Chocolate milk.

[GASPS]

Could I have Nic'Kay's chai?

It's overdue.

Pssst, it's okay,
we book types have to stick together.

Lips sealed. [CHUCKLES]

Very good, Pepper Ann. [LAUGHS]

Your turn, Nicky.

[GASPS]

Thank you. Triple Word Score. [LAUGHS]

Son of Fuzzy, Nicky!

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

-MALE VOICE 1: Could you press two?
-FEMALE VOICE 1: Yeah, three please.

-MALE VOICE 2: Hit four for me.
-FEMALE VOICE 2: Did you get five, hon?

FEMALE VOICE 1: That blond girl
pressed it. She's so gosh darn helpful.

MALE VOICE 1: One might, uh,
even call her amazing.

PG-13?

-Two, please. We're thirteen.
-[GROANS]

What if we were twelve?
You didn't even check. Do your job!

[NICKY GROANS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[BELL RINGING]

And just where do you think
you're going, Ms. Little?

To the mall.

Oh, yes, of course, a perfect place
for a behavioral studies project.

While you're there, would you pick me up
a carton of lefty scissors?

-[GRUNTS] Forget it.
-You're right.

Enough coddling those lefties.

They'll learn soon enough,
it's a right-handed world.

I am really starting to worry
about her, Milo.

Nic'Kay? You're overreacting.

She just needed a little change.

Remember when she switched
from fountain pen to quill?

-That was you.
-Oh, yeah.

Where is she? She was supposed
to meet us here ten minutes ago.

Nicky!

Nicky!

[GASPS] Nicky!

[CHEWS LOUDLY] It's Nic'Kay.

You chew?

And it's not even sugarless.

I don't know what's been going on
the past... day,

-but I barely recognize you.
-What's wrong?

Worried you'll have to wake up
on your own,

now that perfect little Nicky
isn't around?

That's not it. I'm worried about you.

You can't go on like this, Nic'Kay.

What will become of you?

Nic'Kay! Nic'Kay!

Nic'Kay?

-Excuse me, miss, what time is it?
-[GASPS, GROWLS]

You wanna piece of me, dirtbag?

[GASPS]

Come on, Mr. Tuggles.
Run, ya filthy mongrel!

Betting on dogs, Nic'Kay?

I feel lucky.

[COUGHS] Pardon me.

Oh, Nic'Kay. How on earth did this happen?

I don't know. If only someone had done
something

to help me back in the seventh grade.

[SCREAMS]

That does it. We have to help Nic'Kay
and we have to do it now.

Nothing is gonna stop me from...
Hey, hey, hey! Who's on our game?

Ha, ha. Put that in your pod
and crunch it!

Nicky Anais Little!

Just look at yourself.
Look at what you've become.

[BELCHES] You're right.
It's not bad enough.

If I'm ever going to shed
my perfect image,

I've got to do something drastic.

What could be more drastic than this?

I don't know. Maybe I'll skip
that science test tomorrow.

[GASPS] You wouldn't.

Okay, fine. You can play bad,
but you can't play dumb.

You love the things that make you perfect,

like books and school
and that... that violin thing.

Did you know that Itzhak Perlman
is coming to the Hazelnut Amphitheater?

Really? I mean, I don't care.

I am bad.

Can't you just get used to it?

-Can you?
-[GASPS]

-[CLEARS THROAT]
-[SIGHS]

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

[BEEPING]

-Pepper Ann was right.
-You can't get used to being bad.

-Yes, I can!
-[BOTH GASP]

-[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
-[BUZZER DINGS]

I'll take easy Italian phrases
for 800, Alan.

What does
"Buongiorno, Signor Rossi" mean?

I don't know!

-[BUZZING]
-[AUDIENCES SIGHING]

Oh. Bad answer, Nic'Kay.

SHOP WORKER: I think you're really going
to like this one.

Here. Try it out, won't you.

[STRINGS SCRATCHING]

Get out!

You are a disgrace to the sanctity
that is the violin!

And don't even look at those autoharps!

[SIGHS] Pity. I'm afraid
you were not accepted to Harvard, Nic'Kay.

Not accepted?

But you were on the right track

until you skipped a science test
in the seventh grade.

Well, we just shut your file after that.

Fishwich?

[SCREAMS]

Oh. That does it. I'm sick of being bad.

And if I eat another Fishwich, I'll vomit.

I've gotta be me.

I am Nicky Little and I'm amazing,
so there!

You go, Princess!

Nicky Little, you will stop,
you will listen and you will hear me.

Pepper Ann, you're hurting me.

We'll stay here for as long as it takes.
Block the door, Milo.

You needed a change.

I understand that.

But face it, Nicky, being bad isn't you.

But that doesn't mean you have to be
perfect all the time either.

Nicky, Nic'Kay, whoever you are,
you just have to be you.

-Um, Pepper Ann?
-You're gonna make it, kiddo.

-Don't doubt it for a second.
-We're gonna be late for the test.

[GASPS] Thank heaven,
I got through to you in time.

Nic'Kay! [CHUCKLES] At last we can start.

It's Nicky.

MR. CARTER: You're t*rd, Pearson.
One hour detention.

Why can't you be more like Nicky?

She's amazing.

[BOTH LAUGH]

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES]