03x02 - Rebel Emma

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- Oh, Emma, watch out.

Don'’t trip and cast a spell in plain daylight.

- Whoops! - [gasping]

Ow.

Oh...

- Emma!

- I didn'’t do it!

I promise, I know it looks like I did, but--

- That'’s it.

That is the last straw.

What?

No, I didn'’t do it!

- Magic.

Now for the fireworks.

- You are very lucky that no one else saw what you did.

- Well, what I didn'’t do!

- Well, if you didn'’t do it, then who did?

Hm?

- Maybe it was Maddie.

She'’s always trying to frame me and--

- The liberator of the council?

She'’s not even here.

- That'’s a real thing?

- Of course not. Don'’t be silly.

But she seems to like it and she did save us.

- This is crazy-- I'’m innocent!

- Now why should I believe you?

You have been using magic all summer--

- No-- I-I haven'’t.

- [zapping]

♪

- Do you record everything I do?

- Not everything.

Bathrooms are off limits.

Do you need to see more?

- That'’s okay. - [zapping]

- Um.

Yeah.

I see how that can look like I overuse my powers

or you can see it as me practicing.

- You are undisciplined and reckless.

You need to shape up.

And I know exactly where you need to go.

- Wait, I'’m in the middle of my work--

JAX: Hey!

Watch it!

Emma.

What are you doing here?

- Jax?

♪

[upbeat pop music]

WOMAN: ♪ I cast a spell

♪ It takes a hold of you

♪ I see my dreams

♪ And they'’re all coming true ♪

♪ Come on

♪ Let'’s go ♪

♪ You and me together

♪ Look up ahead

♪ There'’s a magical adventure ♪

♪ Every witch way

♪ Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay

♪ I'’m trying every witch way ♪

♪ Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay

♪ I'’m going every witch way ♪

♪ Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay

♪ Every witch way

- Emma, what are you doing here?

- I don'’t know.

Where are--

Oh, no.

This is... boot camp?

Desdemona sent me to rebels boot camp?

- What'’s left of it.

Half of us got sent home.

Stripped of our powers.

- But you'’re still here.

- Only hanging on by my fingertips.

There'’s only a week left.

What are you doing here?

- Desdemona accused me of public spell casting.

And I guess this is my punishment.

- Did you?

- No!

Okay, yes, all summer.

But I can'’t be here.

- Don'’t worry.

There'’s only a week left.

- I can'’t stay.

It'’s my dad'’s birthday.

I'’m organizing a party and--

- Oh.

- It'’s small.

Just me and Dad and-- - Don'’t sweat it.

I mean, we hardly saw each other, so--

- Mr. Novoa!

You'’re not finished with the spells of the day.

What are you waiting for?

Oh, look who'’s decided to join us!

Ha ha ha!

- Aggie, I was unfairly--

If life were fair, everyone would be able to do this.

Ha!

Now, start the SODs--now!

♪

Well done, Mr. Novoa!

What are you waiting for?

vision spells!

Now!

- Three smoothies, two empanadas.

Gigi!

Order up!

Where is she?

- Mm, empanadas are good.

Busiest day of the summer

and both of my waitresses go missing.

[blender whirring] Oh!

No, stop!

Help me!

Great. Now I have to start over.

And shower.

You'’re covered in blueberries.

- He'’s Proxy-licious. [giggling]

- Emma and I aren'’t that--

- Nauseating? Worse.

- Where'’s Emma?

I can'’t handle all these orders by myself.

DANIEL: I don'’t know,

I came here to look for her for our lunch break.

- Well, she disappeared.

- That'’s weird.

- Whoa, what happened here?

- Oh, we got hit by a smoothi-nado.

DANIEL: Hey, Mia.

What are you doing here?

- Came back to thank you.

I brought you some cookies.

Oatmeal.

- My favorite.

- I know-- I mean, mine too.

And I brought you my toolbox to help you fix Cruise Lightning.

- Ooh!

Is that a PX hydraulic bearing puller?

- Yep.

- This tool won Tool of the Month three times in a row!

- Emma, when you get this message, call me please.

I need you.

- What'’s going on?

- Proxy'’s shortstaffed because Emma blew off work.

- Say that one more time,

I'’ll show you what this wrench is for.

- It'’s for unscrewing engine flat tops

and no need to hurt anyone.

How about I help until Emma comes back?

I make a k*ller banana strawberry smoothie.

- Oh, oh, you don'’t have to--It'’s fine.

I can just--I'’ll figure it out myself.

- Of course I do.

You guys saved my life.

Now, where are the strawberries?

- That'’s so nice of you.

I can help too.

BOTH: Really?

- Of course!

Panthers!

Grab aprons and order tickets.

You'’re covering for Emma today.

- What? Why?

- I'’ve been preparing my whole life for this moment.

- This is the pool.

Hey, T.

These are my cousins, Hector and Oscar.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Nice to meet you.

- Whoa--That'’s a lot of stuff.

What'’s this?

- Sunscreen. - [scoffing] Sure.

The label may say sunscreen,

but I bet you when I squeeze it, it--

- Hey!

I need that for my delicate porcelain skin.

- I'’ll go get you another bottle.

- Don'’t worry.

No prank here.

DIEGO: Good.

- They seem nice.

- They are.

Until you cross them.

Then it'’s a bucket of batter for fish

or battered fish--

on your head!

BOTH: Ew.

- [chuckling]

- I just made a rope appear and had to climb up it.

- I'’m on spell strength training.

Gotta levitate that tire over there with one finger.

No verbal spell.

- And then we can leave?

- No.

Then we have to-- Emma, just wait.

- It'’s just that today'’s not a good day for me.

I could come back tomorrow.

- Of course you'’ll come back tomorrow.

You may not be an official part of this boot camp,

but you'’ll stay until

I'’m satisfied you'’ve learned your lesson.

- It'’s my dad'’s birthday and I--

- [exaggerated yawning]

You better not drop that, Mr. Novoa.

- If I could just--

- What I believe Mr. Novoa needs

is a little bit of motivation.

Don'’t you think?

- Sure, but that looks heavy--

- Emma, move!

- I can'’t! I'’m stuck!

- I can'’t hold it for much longer!

- [laughing]

- Rebels boot camp?

Wish I could go to that.

- I'’m sure Aggie will let her out tomorrow.

End of the week the latest.

Nothing to panic about.

- Yeah, try telling that to Emma.

It'’s her dad'’s birthday today.

- The Chosen One needs to learn how to control her powers.

- Hey, look, I'’m telling you.

Emma did not make that tray float.

She wouldn'’t do something so obvious.

- Uh, didn'’t she freeze all of Miami earlier?

- Okay, yeah, but that was an accident.

An accident that would have never happened if say,

her best friend were her guardian

and could prevent those kinds of things from happening.

I'’m her guardian.

- And I'’m not saying you'’re not a great one,

but I don'’t know, since you joined the council,

you'’re kind of-- I'’m just sayin'’.

Oh, and on a totally unrelated note,

you know I have reflexes like a cat?

Yeah--They'’re perfect for preventing witches

from casting accidental spells.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Oh.

Cool.

Can you see, like, spell residue?

You know, like the Spell-O-Vision goggles?

- No. - Nurse Lily!

- But it can test your cat-like grip--Oh!

Hi, Sophie.

Nice to see you too.

- I'’m ready for my training.

- For what?

- To replace the Chosen One.

- To what?

How much ocean water have you swallowed today, Sophie?

- Only a gallon or so.

I'’m so excited to fill in for Emma as the Chosen One.

And if I'’m going to do a good job, I'’ve got a lot to learn.

I'’ve been working on my spell casting move.

Tell me what you think.

- Um...

Keep working on it, okay?

I'’m gonna...

I'’m gonna, just gonna go over here now.

- Wait!

- Okay.

We'’ve got a turkey burger with extra marshmallows

and tuna on the rye with maple syrup--Thank you!

- Sorry about that, folks.

Turkey burger, extra mayo and tuna on rye with avocado.

- This is my th message.

I'’m starting to get really worried.

Please call me back when you can, okay?

- Yowza-- messages?

Obsessive much?

If you'’re really that worried, you should call her dad.

- You'’re right. Excuse me.

- Sophie!

Stop!

- Hello, Miss Informationers.

We'’re reporting live from the Beachside Seven,

the place to be

for beach bums this summer.

Rumor has it that Heather B

has been dating our own cameraman Sebastian

right here at the beach--

- That'’s not true.

- No, but it sounds true.

Come on, it'’s a slow news day.

DIEGO: Gigi! - Be a pal.

- There you are! Why aren'’t you working?

- I am! Very hard.

This is my fourth Miss Information

webcast since this morning, so--

- I meant at the Beachside Seven.

- Ha, you can handle that.

I haven'’t had time for serving customers things

and if you would--

- Oops. Sorry. Must have slipped.

- No--My camera!

- Now get back to work. - Ugh!

[squealing]

- So glad you'’re here.

I'’m just happy she'’s okay.

- For now.

- What do you mean?

Emma'’s the most powerful witch there is.

If she can'’t control her powers--

- But you'’re her Guardian.

- There'’s only so much I can do.

Can'’t control her, Daniel.

- You don'’t know Emma like I do.

She'’s amazing.

And she'’ll be the best Chosen One the realm has ever had.

- [laughing]

JAX: [grunting] I...can'’t...

I can'’t hold it much longer.

Emma, teletransport out of here.

Do it! - [whimpering]

- [laughing]

- Emma!

[grunting]

You went too far!

- No!

I didn'’t.

Perhaps you didn'’t go far enough

and dropped the ball, so to speak?

[laughing]

Back to work, witches!

- That was not fun.

♪

Agamemnon?

Is this another test?

Where am I?

- [straining] Must...resist.

Rob, are you okay?

- No.

I saw a rubber hose and some applesauce--

- And it might be a k*ller trap for--

- Don'’t say it!

- Get in the pool!

Water will make you forget

all the soap we could dump into the pool!

- Let'’s change the subject.

We promised Mom.

- Let'’s go kayaking.

In the pool!

- I like that.

It'’s close to a prank as we'’re getting this summer.

♪

- You haven'’t finished your SODs, Mr. Novoa.

Get up.

You shouldn'’t have done that.

Emma really could have been hurt.

- [scoffing] You would have allowed a ton of rubber

to fall on her before she disappeared?

- Never.

- Well, there you are.

No harm, no foul.

- You had no right to put me in that position.

She really could have been hurt.

- Don'’t forget who you'’re talking to!

I'’m a member of the council and I can take away your powers

and hers whenever I choose.

- Can you take hers?

Because she'’s getting stronger and stronger.

- I'’ve had just about enough of you, Mr. Novoa.

Go chew on a shoe. [laughs]

Get to work!

JAX: Emma!

You'’re okay.

- Oh, no.

JAX: Wait, Emma, it'’s me. Wait up!

- Three, two and one.

Your shift is over.

Thank you so much, Mia.

We really owe you one.

- Well, I do need

a new pair of rollerblades and some headphones.

Just kidding.

- And here are your tools.

They worked like a charm.

- You can borrow them anytime.

- Hey, Andi. Mia.

- Did you find your girlfriend?

- Yeah, she was sent to--

I mean, uh, she was sent home.

She wasn'’t feeling well.

- And didn'’t tell anyone?

- Oh, she told me.

But I forgot.

I have a really bad memory.

Like, a, like a--what'’s the opposite of an elephant?

- Ant.

Andi has the memory of an ant.

- All right, you guys are just weird.

- Yep. That'’s us!

Well, we gotta go.

Daniel, do not be late to Mr. Alonso'’s birthday

in case we have to cover for Emma.

- Wait, isn'’t she at home, sick?

- She'’s at my house.

My dad'’s a neurosurgeon.

- She'’s that sick?

- Well, no, no--

You know, he also treats colds and stuff--

Oh, look at the time. We gotta go.

- I gotta go too.

See you-- Thanks again, Mia!

- Stay back.

Or I'’ll...

Or I'’ll turn you into a harmless fly.

Jax?

Oh!

Was that the test?

That wasn'’t so bad.

All I had to do was get over my fear and recognize you.

- It wasn'’t.

I expect more from Agamemnon.

I wish I hadn'’t said that.

Oh, why a bird?

[thudding]

- Emma?

It'’s Mrs. Van Pelt. Again.

So, we still haven'’t gotten our invitations

for Francisco'’s party, but I don'’t want you to worry.

We will definitely be there, okay?

Ciao, ciao, ciao.

- Hey, Mrs. Van Pelt.

- Oh.

It'’s you.

- I work here. Remember?

My parents own the place?

- [mockingly] Meow meow meow.

Meow meow meow meow meow.

- Nice to see you too.

- Hey! Watch it!

I just got my hair done.

- Sorry, Mrs. Van Pelt.

- Hey, what'’s that hose doing there?

- Oh no!

- [screams]

- T!

- It wasn'’t us!

- I recognize that hose and you need to apologize immediately.

- I'’m sorry, Miss Miller, you know I like the T,

but I can'’t have them here.

MRS. MILLER: Oh, absolutely. They should not be here.

You'’re gonna go right now. Pack up your things.

Take a good look around here

because it'’s the last time you'’re gonna see it this summer.

- I am so sorry.

It'’s the T.

They'’ve been banned.

- It'’s fine. It'’s fine.

It'’s just a little water.

- [frustrated grunt]

- So, um, how do you know that T did it?

- Because they'’re the best pranksters in town.

BOTH: Not anymore!

EMMA: Come on, Jax.

Wake up and get past your fear.

You can do this.

Don'’t panic, it'’s me!

- Get away from me!

Get away from me!

I know it'’s you, Emma.

I said your name.

Why aren'’t you changing back to Emma?

[calmly] Emma.

- You did it!

[doorbell ringing]

- I got it.

- Oooh, wait--don'’t open that door.

What if it'’s Mr. Alonso?

Then we'’d ruin the surprise.

- Why would he ring the doorbell?

It'’s his house.

- Right.

Right.

It'’s probably just--

Maddie and Ursula?

Did you know Emma invited them?

- [excited] It'’s Francisco'’s house!

- Are you even allowed to be here?

- Yes!

Of course I am.

That, that restraining order,

that was just, it was just...

for days.

Where'’s Francisco?

- Not here.

- Oh.

- Where'’s Emma? Is she late?

Is there even cake?

- Everything'’s okay. I'’m making the cake.

- Oh, well, Francisky Winky

likes vanilla anchovy sponge cake.

Can you make that?

- Where'’s Proxy?

- He'’s not invited.

- Why wouldn'’t you invite him?

- Um, because it'’s Mr. Alonso'’s birthday party

and not my house.

Plus, we didn'’t invite Katie or--

- Ha, we'’re here.

- Surprise!

[grunting] - Not yet.

I'’ll let you know when.

- Why are they here?

- Andi, help! The mixer won'’t work!

- I invited them, of course.

[girls giggling]

I'’ll text Proxy and invite them right now.

And you better hope he gets here on time for the surprise.

- Surprise! [straining]

- Not yet, not yet.

- Emma didn'’t say you could invite anyone else.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, what'’s going on here?

- A-ha.

Works better when you plug it in.

[mixer whirring suddenly]

- Finally, we can go home.

- No, wait.

"Emma and Jax, finish the SOD before going home."

- What? No!

I'’m already late!

- We have to.

- No way--I'’m not doing any more.

I'’m not missing my dad'’s party for this.

- Where are you going?

- To find a way out of here.

- There'’s no point.

You'’re wasting your time.

Agamemnon has to let us go.

- Where do you sleep?

- The barracks.

- Uh-uh. I'’m leaving.

- Emma.

This is a bad idea.

If Agamemnon catches us, we can kiss our powers good-bye.

- You can stay.

But I can'’t do this to my dad.

- Emma, don'’t do it!

Listen to me!

Emma!

[frustrated grunt]

- Where are we?

Is this the cafeteria?

I was trying to tell you

that the emergency exit leads to Iridium High.

- Great. I'’m closer to home.

Now let'’s go before Agamemnon--

- Before Agamemnon what?

Gets a snack?

Or finds the two rogue rebels running about?

Boom.

Got you.

[upbeat pop music]

♪