02x20 - Would You Wrather Go to Prom?

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My dress is all ready to go.


Just be here at : tomorrow in your tux.


The car will pick us up at :.


And then when we arrive at prom,
we'll walk in arm and arm,


and be greeted by the photographer!


You remember our poses?


Click!


Click.


Click! Good!


It'd be funny if his camera
went "cluck cluck cluck"!


Like a chicken! (laugh)


Why would...


I'll let it go.


I just can't wait to waltz with you.


The two of us under the lights.


It'll be just like a fairy tale.


Yeah! (chuckles nervously)


Fancy dancing is fun...


(gasp): Oh, my gosh, that dress!


It's even prettier
than I remember it being at the store!


Aw, thanks, Mom!


And thanks for being so patient.
I know I was kinda picky.


I was patient.


I did not pull out a clump of my own hair!


Charlotte!


That dress is beautiful!


May I please have one, Mama?


Since you asked so politely, no.


-What's up with the shoes?
-In honor of your prom,


we asked the Wratherheads
if they'd spend all morning


in uncomfortable high heels,
or wear a scratchy bow tie.


What kind of psycho


would design a shoe like this?


(gasp)


(panting): I don't know how my Gammy


wears these to the track! Whoa!


Gotta say, I'm not hating
the added three inches.


Looking good, guys!


But, you look super, super thirsty.


Watch this.


Hey, wait! Take this back!


-Uh, Mom, a little help, please?
-Oh, no, I'm kind of enjoying this.


Hey, that reminds me! You guys
wanna see the shoes I picked out?


-Don't leave us!
-Just make it to the counter.


(scoffs): Amateurs.


Hey, man, you okay?


Not really. I just found out
Charlotte wants to waltz.


-What's the problem? You can't do that?
-I can do this.


A demon's got him!


Get to the basement.


No! That was me dancing.


Oh, man. I'm gonna ruin her perfect prom.


Wow. I can't imagine
not being an awesome dancer.


Me neither. Poor kid.


Hey, what if we coached him?


-You guys would do that?
-Sure!


If anyone can school you
in how to crush it


on the dance floor, it's us. Ha.


-Both: Whoa! Whoa!
-(crash)


Sweet! Dog pile!


(yelling)


(theme song 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?


I got the flowers,
I reconfirmed the reconfirmation


of the confirmation for the car service.


I-- I feel like there's something
I still need to do.


-Breathe?
-I can breathe after prom!


-Cami: Charlotte?
-Upstairs.


Oh good. Check me out!


I feel like a movie star!
Please, no autographs. It's all too much!


Cami, take your sister's
dress off right now!


I wanna see how it looks on me!


Fine.


Goodbye, my little Cami-Corns!
Stay golden.


Jeez, Ollie! Be careful.


You be careful. You almost
got girl dress on my wings.


Seconds, please.


That could've ended badly.


-(splat)
-(gasps)


-(gasps)
-Oh, yeah.


My friend, Tobias, wants seconds, too.


No, no, no, no, no, no, no!


It's fine, right? It's okay?
Tell me it's gonna be okay!


I'm sorry, Tobias.


The service here is usually way better.


Charlotte's really looking forward
to fancy dancing at prom,


so any moves
you can show me would be huge.


Oh, we can show you some moves... Bam!


We can show you some sick moves.


Bam bam!


Whoa!


You guys are the real deal.


So, the first thing you need is a partner,


but because we can't use Charlotte,
we give you...


Broom Charlotte!


-Noice!
-Pretend this is her.

Your hair looks great today.


(high voice): Thanks!
I tried this new conditioner!


Do I smell strawberry?


-(high voice): Guess again!
-We don't have time for this.


Your prom is tomorrow. Gimme the broom.


-Let go! I'm leading the lesson!
-And why would you do that?


Are you gonna make me say it?
I'm clearly the better dancer.


Oh please.
Everyone in the clubs knows me as


Liquid Fire!


-Let go.
-You let go.


-(smack)
-Dixon: Ow!


-We hit him!
-Dude, are you okay?


Yeah. My face stopped it.


(whisper): Okay, Mom, hurry up!


Sorry. I had to explain to Tobias' mom


why he saw so much weeping
during his play date.


Oh! Ollie. Remember when I told you
it's never okay to lie?


-Yes.
-Well, I lied.


Now, listen closely.
Cami and I have to go try to replace


Charlotte's prom dress
before she finds out what happened.


If she asks, do whatever
you can to distract her.


But, if she wants to know where we are,
do not tell her the truth!


Don't worry, Mom, you can trust me.


I lie every day, and no one ever knows.


-Hey, Ollie, did Mom just leave?
-She took Cami to the doctor.


Cami got stepped on by a giraffe.


I'll just call her.


Wait! Do you have
Chloe Williams' phone number?


Chloe Williams? Why would you
wanna talk to Chloe Williams?


I'm playing this super hard puzzle game
and I can't b*at it.


I thought I'd call Chloe


since she's the smartest girl in school.


She has a . grade point average.


..


I have a ..


All I know is I've been trying to get
these silver balls into the center hole,


but I'm starting to think
it can't be done.


It's a game, Ollie.
Of course it can be done.


-Here, all you need to do is--
-(rattling)


Oops. Looks like you lost.


-I didn't lose. I just need to--
-(rattle)


Oh, man. That wasn't even close.


(rattling)


It's okay. I mean,
even if we don't find an identical dress,


[c.fontcenter]everything will be fine.[/c]


Really? You don't think
Charlotte will be mad at me?


Oh, no. She's gonna eat you for lunch.
I was talking about me.


I have a credit card. I can dye my hair
and hop a flight to Mexico.


Wait, the dress!


(gasps): Oh, I can't believe it.
We're saved!


Wait a second.


I would recognize that
giant bear paw anywhere.


Judy Vanderweesan.


Hello, Jenna.
Could you wrap this up for me?


I don't work here.


Well then,
can you please let go of my dress?


-(scoffs)
-Your dress? You mean our dress?


I feel so tiny.


Judy, my daughter Charlotte
has her prom tomorrow.


Well, my daughter, Chayanne-abell,
has her School Picture Day next month.


Picture Day? People don't dress formal
for a school photo.


-Well, I suppose some people don't.
-(scoffs)


How about you let us buy this dress,


and we'll give you this beauty right here?


Wow, that smells bad.


Ladies, ladies, can you please not
play tug of w*r with my merchandise?


-Oh, but this is mine.
-No, it's mine!


Ooh, actually, i-it's... neither of yours.


As you can see, this dress is on hold
for another customer.


However,
if that person fails to pick it up


by the end of the day,
it'll go back on sale again tomorrow.


First come, first served.


Does anyone else smell buffalo wings?


-Ah!
-Hm, I'm sorry.


Does that squeak mean
a good thing just happened?


(whispered): I will hurt you.


-Shh, shh...
-(loudly): Who do you want to be quiet?


Me or Charlotte?


Uh, no one, bud. Just messing around.


Mm, good one. Classic Coop.


Quiet. No talking.


Talking makes the silver balls move
when they're not supposed to,


and that makes Charlotte
a little bit loony!


You're a lucky, lucky fella.


-(rattle)
-I will end you!


Safety turtle!


Bad news. The dentist can't
see Dixon until Monday.


Guys! This website says
I have backup teeth


that'll just move in
and replace the lost one.


And... I may grow up to be feet long!


Oops.


I was reading about sharks.


Wati a sec. I may know
how to cover your missing tooth.


I've come to suck your blood.


Cooper, I can't go to prom with Charlotte
looking like a vampire.


-I know 'cause I already asked.
-Oh.

You know what? Let's just ask
the Wratherheads for help!


Hey, guys!
So, one of our buddies lost a tooth.


Don't tell them who it is.


Hi, Wratherheads!


Anyway, he's got prom tomorrow,


and there's no time to get it fixed.
So, what do we do?


"Dentures. Ask the Tooth Fairy."


Psycho Ted says,
"Every time I need a spare tooth,


I go down to the rink."
Nice try, Psycho Ted,


but that's where we lost his tooth
in the first place.


Wait. We couldn't find Dixon's tooth,


but maybe we could find someone else's.


People lose teeth
all the time playing hockey.


Never said this before,
but thanks, Psycho Ted. (laughs)


All right. First thing tomorrow,
we go down to Dinky's,


find a tooth,
and glue it onto Dixon's gums!


The only question left
is when we get there,


do we order nachos or pretzels?


All: Hm...


Look alive, Judy!


-(gasps)
-Oh, sorry, was that too loud?


Guess we both got the text
that the dress was still here.


Now, it comes down to who wants it more.


(cracking)


I guess it does. Wait, what's that?


It says the store won't open today
because of an illness in the family.


Oh, my.


If you leave now, you might
be able to grab a pantsuit


from Bob's Fashion Hut.


A fake note? Is this really how


you wanna remember your
daughter's class photo?


Her dressed in an outfit spun


from your web of lies?


Shame, Judy. Shame.


(phone ringing)


Hello?


Yes, Sergeant.


What? My house has been flooded
and all my furniture's


floating down the street?
That's so... sad.


But, not as sad as


a -year-old trying to
disguise her voice.


I'm actually , so...


ya b*rned.


Fail.


-How's the game going?
-Great.


I'm seconds away from conquering it,


and then I can get
dressed for prom tonight.


What? You're gonna b*at it?


Yup. Just a few more moves...


-Spider!
-(screams)


Oh wait. It's just a...


refrigerator.


Ollie! Did you do that on purpose?


No.


(scoffs): I can't start this again.
I have to get ready.


I get it, but could you
forward me Chloe's email?


I just need someone who can show me that
the impossible is really possible.


Okay, you're obviously trying to
goad me into playing this,


but it's not gonna work!


I don't need to b*at it!


Give the stupid game.


Now, when the store opens,


I'll leap-block Judy
into the mannequin on the right,


then you sweep left
and look for the dress.


Remember, you were blessed
with pointy elbows. Use them!


Cami, promise me you won't be a hero.


If Judy lays me out,
you just get that dress


and leave me on the floor.


-You hear me?
-Hey.


Don't talk like that.
We're both gonna make it out.


Promise me. No matter how much I beg,


you keep going.


I promise, Mama.


W-What am I doing? This isn't right.


Judy, we need to stop this nonsense.


Is this really the message
we wanna send our children?


You make a good point, Jenna.
But, how do we decide who gets the dress?


How about a good old-fashioned coin flip,
winner gets the gown, no hard feelings?


-I can live with that.
-Shake on it?


(gasps)


(screams)


Oh, it's on!


(slow motion groaning)


(crashing)


Oh, this isn't it!


(slow motion): Cami, go!


(slow motion): No!


(crashing)


(screaming)

(panting)


-You take credit cards, right?
-Uh-huh...


Guys, any luck?
I have to pick up Charlotte soon.


Nope. There's not one lousy tooth
anywhere in this place.


This country's gone soft.


I thought I saw some in the trash,


but it turned out to be
a couple of white jellybeans.


-I ate the other one.
-Anything in the lost and found?


No. All they have in here are
pieces of a giant flyswatter,


a bucket filled with
worm dirt, fake beard,


"Minty for Social Chair" signs,
a disco ball,


Rhinestone Cowboy hat,
love letter to Delaware, Dinkfest T-shirt,


skateboard helmet with glued-on bangs,
"Sapphire Flame" leg warmers,


and a championship leg wrestling belt.


Both: That's mine.


We'll settle this later, Fred.


[c.fontcenter](locker shuts)[/c]


Right now, we have to help Dixon.


Guess all I can do is hope that
even though I don't have a tooth,


I can still give Charlotte her dream prom.


What's happening?


Someone closed the locker on my pants!


-I'm stuck!
-Should I go get help?


No. Don't worry. We have all the muscle
we need to pull you outta there.


I'm a power lifter, and Cooper...


has a positive attitude.


-One, two, three!
-(rip)


Cooper! What did you do?


I'm picking up my son!


Are you two gonna follow me
around all day?


If that's what it takes
to get some answers.


By the way,
why didn't you leave the dress in the car?


Do you really think we'd steal it?


Yes.


-Ah!
-(Fred gasps)


I-I mean, hello.
Uh (chuckles), nothing to see here.


Just three guys
in long pants with all their teeth.


And I don't have a backpack
filled with a buffalo sauce-stained dress!


-Good for you.
-See ya!


Judy, I thought we had a deal.
Flip a coin!


What you did was despicable.


What I did was win.


Judy, my daughter has been
dreaming of wearing this dress


for a month. It's her prom!


It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience.


Please, Mrs. Vandergiant.


(sighs) You can't expect
my sister to wear this.


It would scar her for life.


Oh, sweetie, when you beg like that,


you sound like your mother.


Okay, that's it.


-Elbows up!
-Stop!


We can't do this.


Why are we fighting over a silly dress?


You're talking about
Charlotte feeling scarred?


She shouldn't be putting that
kind of importance on a dress.


It's who you are, not what you wear.


Ugh. Can you recite
your bumper sticker saying somewhere else?


Judy, you go ahead and keep the dress.


I wanna raise my daughters
to value the important things in life.


(laughing): Which is what?


That it's okay to lose?


(laughing)


I would stay here and laugh at you more,
but my son's ready. Octavius!


Well, I meant what I said.
And if nothing else,


I hope you got something
out of my little speech.


I sure did.


-I got Charlotte's dress.
-What?


I made the switch
while you distracted Judy.


Great diversion tactic, Mom!


I wasn't doing a tactic!
I was making a plea for human decency.


Wait!
Are we giving the dress back to Judy?


Of course we are.


Right after Charlotte
wears it to her prom.


I think we made this work, Fred.


Cutting off the other pant leg
was genius, Coop.


-Now he totally matches!
-Hey, you're the guy


who traded his hot dog to get
those dope cowboy boots from the janitor.


I saw them and I knew what had to be done.


Now, we just had to put a jelly bean
in his mouth and he's perfect.


It fits! Thanks, guys.


You totally saved me. (laughs)


(chuckles): Charlotte's
gonna k*ll us, right?


Oh, absolutely.


-Achoo!
-Ow!


-We're here!
-And we've got the dress.


Both: Oh, my...


Oh, good, you're back.


Ollie, remember when I said


-I lied about it not being okay to lie?
-Uh-huh.


Well, I lied. It's not okay to lie.


You lied about lying about
it not being okay to lie?


Yes. So... don't lie.


Okay!


Mom says I shouldn't lie.


I think. She seems scattered.


So, you can stop playing.
I never was gonna call Chloe Williams.


Just a sec, Coop.


I got you...


Oh! I'm doing it.


(laughs) I'm doing it!
I'm actually gonna--


You can stop playing the game!


Did you win?


I hope for your sake,
Charlotte's in a good mood.


(Charlotte screams)


(smashing)


Talk to Mom. She may have some hair dye
and a Mexican airline ticket.


Sorry. I didn't know you guys were here.


I hope no one was... What am I looking at?

Charlotte, what are you doing?


You could've really injured someone
with that reckless temper!


Thank goodness you just
knocked out his tooth.


Uh, boys?


Oh, my gosh, Jonathan. I--


I feel horrible.
What can I do to make it up to you?


Two boxes of white jelly beans.


A leather bomber jacket, boys medium.


Okay, that's it. This house has seen
enough lies for one day.


I thought my dress was in my closet.
What're you doing with it?


We had to replace your dress
after Ollie's friend spilled food on it


while Cami was trying it on.


It's true. I'm really sorry.


But, we fixed our mess up.


Unlike...


What happened?


We knocked out Dixon's tooth
teaching him to dance with a broom.


Don't worry. It wasn't weird.
The broom had a wig,


googly eyes, and we called it Charlotte!


I don' know how to fancy dance,
and I was too embarrassed to tell you.


I didn't wanna mess up your perfect night.


None of us did.


We just hope
you can still have a perfect prom,


even though everything isn't perfect.


Maybe I was a little over the top


with the dress, the poses, and planning.


So, you're not mad?


No. Mom's right.


It shouldn't be about
everything being perfect.


Please close your mouth.


What matters is us being there together.


-Aw.
-Aw.


-But, you are changing out of those boots.
-Boys: Aw.


-Look who's back! Was it fun?
-Yeah, it was.


People couldn't take their eyes off of us.


-Oh, don't be scared. That's him dancing.
-(Charlotte laughs)


It was the perfect evening,
and I'm glad you're all here


because I've done some thinking,
and from now on, I'm gonna try


to not let the little things bother me.


Good for you. That's very mature.


(rattle)


Ollie,
why are you still playing that game?


It's impossible. It can't be won.


Actually, I already solved it.


You did?


-So did I.
-Me, too.


It's actually simple.


Uh-huh! (laughs)


That's okay because you're not gonna
let the little things bother you.


Hm, that's right. (laughs)


-(cr*ck)
-Ow! My counting hand!


-Gimme the game!
-Ah!


Cami: Ya b*rned.