01x12 - Would You Wrather Move to Canada?

[bunniefuu]

Wow.


The sky, the stars...


this is amazing.


Makes you think, doesn't it?


Sure does...


why didn't we get Night Battle sooner?!


[video game sound effects]


Good call playing out here.


Now my mom can't complain
I spend too much time


indoors playing video games.


Hey, what's going on, Peyton?
Ready to see your first


- Would You Wrather? in person?
-I'm psyched.


I just wish I'd brought a coat.


Here, you can borrow mine.


I'm chilly, but don't worry about me.


-It looks good on you.
-Thanks.


It might'da looked good on me,
but I guess we'll never know now, will we?


[computer key clicks]


Hey, Wratherheads,


we have a very colorful question
for you today.


Would you rather be a human paintbrush,
or paint a human with a brush?


I'm sure you're wondering,
"Who's the human?"


My body is your canvas.


And viewers just logged off.


[sighs]


And it looks
like "human paintbrush" takes it.


[computer key clicks]


Sorry, Fred.
Looks like I'm the big winner.


So, let's dunk my head in paint.


Aren't you guys worried
he might get some in his mouth?


I lost my taste buds years ago.


Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!


Is that paint safe for my baby?


[both] Yep.


Good. Then give that bench a fresh coat
before you clean him up. Love you!


[theme music playing]


Would you rather lose your phone


Or give up pizza for a month


Share your diary with the world


Or have to eat it for your lunch


Sing out of tune to your friends


Or trip and fall into your crush


Shave your head, paint it red


Or use your dog's toothbrush


We need a little Q and A


Come on, Wratherheads, play along


- Would you rather do this?
- Would you rather do this?


- Or would you rather do that?
- Would you rather do that?


Don't matter what we do


We're doing it with you


I'd rather do that


Ask the world!


- Would you rather do this?
- Would you rather do this?


- Or would you rather just dance?
- Or would you rather just dance?


No matter what we do


We're doing it with you


I'd rather do that


Ask the world!


Would you rather do that?


[Cami panting]


Pretend I've been here the whole time.


[doorbell rings]


Please, nobody get up.


-Cami's been here the whole time!
-We're not pretending!


[sarcastically] Well played.


Hello, Mrs. Wrather.


Question...


why did a swarm of sticky leaves att*ck me
when I went to get my mail this morning?


Mr. Brunell,
if you are implying one of my children


is responsible for this...
then you're probably right.


I honestly don't know
where they get the bad manners.


[Jenna]
Cami...


do you have something to say?


I hope they catch
the rascal that did this.


Hey!


You're the guy we hit with leaves.


Cami, look who's here.


If I could just have a word--


[sighs] Cami, why would you do that?


If Mr. Brunell keeps waking me up
with his leaf blower at a.m.,


I can't promise it won't happen again.


You can't just get revenge
whenever someone annoys you.


Oh, no, I can. I'm very good.


Well, you're grounded for two weeks.
No electronics, no would-you-wrathers.


-No friends coming over--
-But then I get punished, too!


We're a team!
I can't do the show without her.


All I'd be left with is...


Finish the sentence.


Mom, please!


There's gotta be
something else you can do.


I just thought of a better idea.


What you need is a positive influence.


Someone who goes about things
the right way, and...


hangs out with like-minded, caring people.


Jenna, I'm honored.


Cami, when should we start?


[chuckling] Oh, you sweet, silly boy.


I was talking about Charlotte.


Wow, the Fredster's
taking a lot of hits today.


You're either grounded,


or you can hang out with your sister
for two weeks.


Hm, hang out with Charlotte,
or be grounded?


It's like choosing
between cauliflower or broccoli.


Umm...


I choose broccoli.


That's Charlotte.


Oh, Cooper, remember
that house I just sold on Bayberry?


I forgot to tell you it was Peyton's.


What? Where's she moving to?


-I'm pretty sure up to Canada--
-[cellphone rings]


I gotta take this.


Peyton's moving to Canada?!




We were having so much fun hanging out.


I can't believe she didn't tell you.


If I moved to Canada, I'd tell you.


Then, maybe, I'd be jacket worthy.


She must be so bummed
about having to move again,


she's having trouble breaking it to me.


Is Mom making you paint more stuff?


Nope, just going to baseball practice.


[Charlotte]
Look, I know you're not happy to be here,


but Mom wants me to be
a positive influence in your life


and I'm up for the challenge.


So this has nothing to do with the new
headphones she just bought you?


Oh, it has everything to do with that.


Now, let me introduce you to North Plains'
one and only bird calling group,


the Prairie-Chickens! [chuckles]


Wait, it almost sounded like you said
"bird calling group."


Okay, ladies, let's show her
our signature Prairie-Chicken call.


[throats clear]


-[bird calling]
-[Charlotte squawking]


Should've gone with cauliflower.


[Cooper]
I knew it.


Of course she didn't tell me
about moving to Canada.


Look at her. She's devastated.


You need to go over there,
and tell her everything is gonna be okay.


Get in there, sport.


I heard the news.


I'm really sorry.


Thanks.


I didn't think I'd get so attached.


Not surprising.


It's the button nose that melts the heart.


[sighs]
Yeah...


I think I'll miss
those furry little hands the most.


Thanks.


Wait, furry hands?


Yeah, my little brother's class pet,
Harold.


He took him home over the weekend,
and we really bonded.


Oh, so you're not upset about moving?


Moving? No! Not at all.


My bedroom in the new house
will be so much bigger!


But-but you're going to Canada!


Yep, only two more days. I can't wait!


[school bell rings]


I have to go get my books.


I'm gonna miss that munchkin.


[crying] Sorry,
I get emotional about everything.


Ouch...you thought
she was sad about leaving you,


but it was really about a guinea pig.


You got that, right?


I don't understand.
I thought we were friends.


Now she's moving away,
and it seems like she doesn't even care.


Plus, who borrows a jacket,
and doesn't give it back?


Tacky!


Forget about the jacket.
She'll give it back.


Here she comes. I'll get it for you.


Fred, it's not about the jacket.


Hey, Peyton.


I know the guinea pig thing
has you pretty upset.


Are you sure
there isn't something else going on, too?


Nope, just Harold.


Unbelievable!


So, now are you gonna get
your jacket back?


Oh, yeah.


Attaboy.


We're done with the butt slaps.


[vocal warm-ups]
Caw, caw, caw, caw, caw, caw, caw.


[group]
Caw, caw, caw, caw, caw, caw, caw.


So I wasn't dreaming yesterday.


This is actually a thing.


Yeah, a super fun thing.
And, plus, the more clubs we're in,


the better chance
of getting into a great college.


And never having a social life!


Okay, ladies,
you guys ready for a toughie?


Let's listen to the beautiful sounds
of the red-throated loon.


[loon cawing over speaker]


And when is hunting season
for the red-throated loon?


Shh...


Charlotte, that's a level five call.


We're good,


[whispers] but we're not that good.


Sorry, Deb, but I think
we need to challenge ourselves.


-Every Sunday at dawn, we need--
-Oh, chicken people.


If I may...


that loon sound can't be that hard.


[chuckles] Cami,


let me give you a brief history
of level five calls.


Birds like the red-throated loon


are extremely complicated,
and take hours--


[flawlessly mimicking Loon]


[gasps]


That was amazing! How did you do that?


I don't know, it kinda helped
when I moved my neck a little.


Cami, you're like...
the Mozart of bird calls.


I am?


Yay...


Looks like we found our lead bird.


Cami, you start,
and then we'll fill in our parts.


[clears throat]


[Cami and Charlotte bird call]


[other Prairie-Chickens join in]


What is happening?


Cami's a Prairie-Chicken now?


Just when I thought
she couldn't get any cooler.


[bird calling continues]


Somebody's a nervous eater.


-No I'm not.
-I was talking about me.


So Peyton leaves for Canada tomorrow,




and you still haven't gotten
your jacket back.


Look at her over there!


Laughing it up with her friends.
This girl is heartless.


You know what you have to do.


Oh, yeah. Watch and learn.


This could be a disaster.


Hey, Peyton, how's it going?


-Can I borrow a pen?
-Sure.


Here you go. That's what you do
when someone lends you something.


You give it back.


[Peyton] Oh.


I have tons of pens. You can keep it.


No, I insist. Take the pen.


That completes
the lender/lendee transaction.


Okay... I'll take the pen...


So... do you have something for me?


Like my jacket?


Oh, right.


I think I packed it up with all my stuff.


I'm sure it'll turn up at the new house.


[phone chimes]


I have to go help my mom finish packing.


Wait! So this is it?


I'm not gonna see you ever again
before you move?


Probably not.


Bye!


Did you hear that?


No hug, no "I'll miss you,"
no jacket back?!


That girl is diabolical.


She may be leaving the country,
but that jacket stays in the U.S.A., baby!


You just put a fire in my belly.


Or it's the raisins.
Either way, I'm in for a long night.


And two, and three, and four, and flap!


Great work, Prairie-Chickens!


I think we got the movements down.
Let's hydrate.


Admit it. You're having fun.


What? No, I'm not.


I'm only doing this
because Mom's making me.


I downloaded those six bird calling apps
you wanted.


Don't worry, I won't tell anyone.


[whispering] Except her.


[sighs] Okay, maybe a little fun.


[phone chimes]


Uh, guys...
you're gonna want to hear this.


So...


I may have sent in a recording
of our red-throated loon call...


and guess what?


For the first time ever,
we've been invited


to the Regional Minnesota
Bird Calling Contest!


[Prairie-Chickens scream]


And none of this would have been possible
without our newly hatched fledgling, Cami!


And to make it even better,
our school's hosting this year!


The five of us are gonna crush Regionals!


What am I gonna do?


I mean... [sighs]


I like doing this,


but I don't want the whole world
to know about it.


I know exactly what you're going through.


I ate a bunch of marbles once
because I thought they were gumballs.


And?


That's it.


[whispering]
Are you sure Peyton's not around?


[whispering]
She's running errands with her mom.


By the way, we don't have to whisper.


Then why are you whispering?


'Cause it sounds cool.


Yeah, it does.


My jacket's gotta be here somewhere.


[screaming] Someone's coming!


Now you stop whispering?


-[whispering] What do we do?!
-[whispering] Hide!


How small do you think you are?


When I panic,
my spatial awareness is the first to go.


[Cooper] Come on! Empty boxes!


[car doors opening and closing]


[mover] We cleared out all the bedrooms.
Let's take a break!


[Fred sneezes]


[whispers] Thank you!


[rattling, scraping]


[low humming]


Hmm...


Uh, Fred...


Fred!


Don't work at a hotel.


Your wake-up call is very aggressive.


We fell asleep!


For two hours! And we're moving!


We're not moving.


We're moving! Why are we moving?!


They must have packed up the rest
of the truck while we were sleeping.


That means...


we're on our way to Canada!


I can't believe
we're on our way to Canada.


[sighs] It's getting cold.


Let's see what we got.


Hey, Peyton's mom, Spring called,
and wants their fake fur coats back.


At least this stuff will keep us warm.




We stopped!
We must be at Peyton's new house.


Let's sneak out the back
before they see us.


-[whispers] Wait!
-What?!


Now we can go!


Alright, Pam. You're asking
this "Would You Wrather" question


because Charlotte
can't know it's about me.


And then I can get back
to my grandma's birthday?


-And we're on.
-[computer key clicks]


Hey, Wratherheads,
we have a very special guest today,


my assistant Pam joins us.


Hello!


Now... read this.


Your very personal question.


Right...


Would you rather do
something really embarrassing,


or let down someone you really love?


I hope they fix your problem.


[scoffs] Me?! Pfft. Good one, Pam!


This is your problem!


Now, get back to that party,
you problem-haver!


[sighs]


Wow...


pretty much all of you think
Pam should embarrass herself.


Thanks for your help!


-[computer key clicks]
-[sighs] What am I gonna do?


I know exactly what you're going through.


You ate marbles, I get it.


How can I show my face
in front of everyone at school,


chirping and flapping around
like a silly bird?


Who cares?!
I wish I could dress up like a bird.


No, Ollie, we don't dress up.


But we could...


We could wear beaks,
and then no one would see my face.


Great idea, Ollie.


Yeah, I've got a lot of those.


Want to hear about my underwear
hat mind-reading machine?


You think this looks really stupid.


It does work.


There's the newest Prairie-Chicken!


Pie!


Stay away!


This is a housewarming gift
for Peyton's family's new home.


Where's she moving to, anyway?


Not too far from here.
Eight blocks away over on Canada Street.


Don't even think about it.


Pie!


So this is Canada?


It's nothing like Minnesota.
Even the houses look different.


Uh-oh, here comes a Canadian. Blend in!


[Cooper] We love maple syrup.


That was awesome!
Where'd you learn to speak like that?


Oh, man, I should probably call my mom.
She's gotta be worried.


We're in a foreign country!
You think your mom's upset now,


wait 'til she gets the bill from all
those international roaming charges!


Hey! There's Peyton's brother!
And he's wearing my jacket.


Let's get him!


Take it easy, Freddy Two Fists.


The kid's eight.
We just want the jacket back.


Sorry, I guess I'm just
a completely different person


when I'm in a foreign country.


Hey, Ryan!
Bet you're surprised to see us here.


Not really.


Oh...


Well, your sister
accidentally packed my jacket,


so I'm just here to get it back.


She didn't say anything to me.


He's a tough negotiator.


I'll try and speak to him in Canadian.


[in a Canadian accent]
Sorry, that jacket's mine, eh?


No, it's not!


It's mine!


-No!
-Just give it back!


Cooper? What are you doing here?


And why are you wearing my mom's stuff?


Here's your dumb jacket.


This is why I'm here.


You were never gonna give this back to me.


You even let your little brother wear it.


He was cold,
and his things aren't unpacked yet.


It is colder up here.


I'll just be over here.


Wait, so, you're mad about your jacket?


Yeah!


No...


I don't know. I thought we were friends.


We are friends!


Really?


'Cause friends tell you
when they're moving away.


Friends give a meaningful goodbye


'cause who knows
when you'll ever see each other again.


What are you talking about?


Hello, hello!


Mom?!


Hot apple pie to welcome you
to your new home.


I'm not even gonna ask.


How did you get here?


I walked.
Always trying to get my steps in.


All the way from our house?


Yes.


Take your hat off
if your brain's overheating.


You guys moved to Canada, too?!


Oh, well, well, well,
the betrayed has become the betrayer.


What are you talking about?
We didn't move to Canada Street.


Canada Street?!


[Cooper and Fred] Ohh...


Let me bring this inside.


Any chance you can ignore
everything I said earlier?


Wait, you thought I was moving
all the way to Canada-Canada?




Coop, I'm not even switching schools.


Which I'm happy about.


I was an idiot about my jacket.


It looks good on you.


I want you to have it.


Really? Are you sure?


Yeah,


it was never about the jacket.


I'm just glad you're not moving away.


Me, too.


Just because you're giving
the jacket back, doesn't mean I have to!


Cami, I love your effort with the beaks,


but we can't do
our bird calls in these things.


We sound awful.


[nasally] What are you talking about?
We sound fantastic.


-Take the beaks off, everybody.
-No!


It's better if no one can tell who we are!


What about becoming the bird?


Oh...


I get it.


You're embarrassed by us.


You want to wear the beak so no one knows
you're a part of our group.


[scoffs] No, Charlotte.


Not exactly.


It's okay.


I thought
we were really having fun, but...


the Prairie-Chickens
will be fine without you.


Charlotte!


[audience applause]


Cami, what are you doing down here?


It didn't work out.


I guess you can just ground me.


That's my Prairie-Chicken!


[bird call] Ca-caw, caw!


Wow, you're really into this, aren't you?


Oh, yeah.


I'm a big fan of anything
that doesn't make sense.


[Charlotte exhales]
Um...


We now present to you the...


level five...


red-throated loon.


[Charlotte clears throat]


All right, um...


Three, two, one...


[all poorly mimicking loon]


[imitation continues]


Get your heads in the nest, ladies!


Cami, what's wrong with--


Forget it, it's no use.


Let's just get out of here
before we start to look stupid.


[Cami in a nasal voice]
Hey, Prairie-Chickens!


Permission to rejoin the flock?


Permission granted.


[clears throat] Three, two, one.


[all imitating loon]


[cheering and applause]


That was great!


Can we get chicken nuggets for dinner?


Thanks for coming
all the way over from Canada.


It was a long seconds on my bike.


Although... I am cold again.


Not me.


I'm as toasty as a marshmallow.


That's it, I'm cutting you loose.


Is he always gonna...


Go ahead, finish the sentence.


Whee!