- Oh, cheerleader tryouts...
I'm hyper, and nervous,
and excited.
I'm hypernervousited!
- Me, too, but there's been
some really serious
competition today.
- Uh, yeah, but can she do this?
- Okay, she's gone--
you can put it down now.
- I can't.
I've never done this before.
- There we go.
I really hope that
we make the squad.
- We will, and the best part
is we'll make it together.
- Phoebe, Cherry,
we're ready for you.
Who wants to go first?
- Can we do it at the same time?
- Hmm... cheer chat!
Fine, but it better
be twice as good.
- Ready? Okay!
- BOTH: [chanting]
Oh yeah, we're here.
Get ready for our awesome cheer.
Our moves are nifty,
faces look all Taylor Swifty.
We can rhyme, we can shake it,
Got a call, I have to take it.
- Hello?
- Hey, Phoebs!
How's the audition going?
- I'm thinking we should
sign up for wood shop.
- Why do you say that?
- Because we're nailing it!
- She's Phoebs.
- She's Cherry.
- BOTH: Vegans don't
eat meat or dairy.
Gotta go, but we've had fun.
Drop our pompoms--
this cheer's done.
- [cheering]
- Nice job--just give us
a moment to make our decision.
- You did great.
- You, too!
I told you we would
make it together.
- Okay, ladies, the Raptorettes
and I have made a decision.
Cherry's in!
Better luck next time, Phoebe.
Let's hear it for Cherry!
- ALL: [cheering]
- [without enthusiasm] Yay!
- Were you serious about
signing up for wood shop?
- No.
- ♪
- WOMAN: ♪ What you see
is not what you get ♪
♪ Living our lives
with a secret ♪
♪ We fit right in,
bet you never guessed ♪
♪ Living our lives
just like all the rest ♪
♪ A picture-perfect family
is what we try to be ♪
♪ Look closer, you might
see the crazy things we do ♪
♪ This isn't make-believe,
it's our reality ♪
♪ Just your average family
trying to be normal ♪
♪ And stay out of trouble ♪
♪ Living a double life ♪
- Hey, Lionel,
what's going on here?
- Guess how many pepperoni
slices in the jar
and win free pizza for a month.
This is the day my life changes.
- Come on, any other suckeronis?
- Right here.
- Oh, hello, Max.
I guess security at juvie's
pretty loose these days.
- Here's my dollar...
and my guess.
- Thanks, dummy.
Okay, it's : .
Time to reveal the number.
- [drumroll]
- Shut it, band geek!
Okay, the actual number of
pepperonis in the jar is...
, ! [laughing]
- ALL :[sighing]
- Thanks for playing, losers.
- Oh, hey, I think I won.
- What?!
There's no way you
could have guessed...
, ?!
- Yes!
- [cheering]
- Thanks, guys, but please,
please chant with your words,
not with your hands.
- You cheated.
- I didn't cheat... I'm
just a really good guesser.
You owe me a month of free za.
- [scoffs]
- Play me out, band geek.
- [m*llitary drumbeat]
- [cheering]
- There you are, Phoebs--I been
looking everywhere for you.
- Oh, hey, Cherry.
I figured you would just eat
lunch with the cheerleaders.
- I always eat lunch with
you--you're my best friend.
Besides, I can't tell who's who.
I think three of them
are named Madison.
- Oh, don't bother--it's broken.
- [can falls]
- Phoebe, I'm really sorry
that you didn't make the squad.
- What, no--it's totally fine.
In fact, I've been meaning
to tell you congratulaaaaa--
- I'm sorry, what?
- I just wanted to tell
you congratulaaaaaa--
- Okay, uh, Phoebe,
are you having trouble
saying congratulations to me?
- Nooo, that is ridiculous.
I am so happy for you
and I totally wish you...
that word.
- Well, when you can say
that word, just let me know.
- No, Cherry, wait.
Congratulaaaaaa--okay,
I'm gonna stop trying now.
- Mom, Dad, you know how
you've always wanted a cat.
- No.
- Not really.
- Well, look no further.
- Where did that come from?
- A mama cat.
You're supposed
to know this stuff.
- We found him in the backyard.
We named him Roscoe.
- Can we keep him?
- No, kids, that's a wild cat.
- Heck, yeah, he's wild.
He eats fireflies
and his poop lights up.
That never works for me.
- No, no, take him back outside,
and nobody feed him
or he'll keep coming back.
- Come on, Mom,
look Roscoe in the eyes
and tell him he can't live here.
- You can't live here.
- You're welcome.
- BOTH: Uh-oh.
- Guys, I have great news.
I won a contest at Wong's--
got us all free pizza
for a month!
- New favorite kid!
- [alarm sounding]
- FEMALE VOICE: Alert, alert,
angry Wong approaching.
- Cheesy goodness approacheth.
Hey, Mrs. Wong.
Are those for me?
- They sure are.
- Oh, what is on this?
- Those are fish heads,
fish head!
It's the only pizza you'll get
till you admit you
cheated at my contest!
- I told you I did not cheat.
- Really?
Well, then get ready
for a fish head tsunami.
Wong out!
- Max... is that true?
Did you cheat?
- Of course not.
I'm just a really good guesser.
Right now I'm guessing my lair
smells a whole lot
better than this place.
- Hey, um, I'm looking
for a new elective.
Is this musical harmony club?
- [dissonantly] ♪ It is ♪
- ♪ It is ♪
- ♪ It is ♪
- Let me guess--you're just
doing this to get out of gym?
- [dissonantly] ♪ Duh ♪
- ♪ Duh ♪
- ♪ Duh ♪
- Cheer chat.
Before Cherry shows up,
let's review the plan
for Friday's pep rally.
First, we get Cherry to dress
in the opposing team's colors.
Then, during our routine,
the Raptor sneaks up behind her
and cracks a giant
fake egg over her head.
She gets covered in goo,
and the crowd goes cra-nanas.
- How's this for cra-nanas?
- Hey, why did you do that?
- I don't know.
- Ugh, this smell,
I can't take it anymore.
- Maybe you should stop
fanning the fish smell
with a box of fish pizza.
- Huh... this one doesn't
even have a pizza in it.
It's just a box of fish heads.
- Why do you keep
accepting the deliveries?
- Hope, Barb.
Hope.
- [inhales deeply]
Much better.
Ugh, hang in there, everybody.
Mrs. Wong can't
keep this up forever.
- Fly, : .
- Got it.
- [laser sh**t]
- Okay, this place is officially
a -bedroom dumpster.
Max, I think you should
just admit to Mrs. Wong
that you cheated.
- You think that's
what happened?
- Well... isn't it?
- Do any of you think I won
the contest fair and square?
- [whispers loudly]
This is very awkward.
- Oh, I get it.
It's Max, always trying to fool
us with his perfect hair
and confident swagger...
so he must have cheated.
- Can you blame us
for thinking that?
You are kind of a supervillain.
- Kind of?
I can melt the North Pole
with one touch of my cell phone,
but I did not cheat
on this pizza contest.
Okay?
- [whispers loudly]
It just got awkwarder.
- Okay, I see how it is.
Thanks for having
my back, family.
- Max...
- [cat meows]
- [whispers] Aww,
Roscoe's hungry.
Follow my lead.
[loudly] Come on, Billy,
let's take some pizza boxes
out to the trash.
- Yes, to throw them out.
No cat is involved
in what I just said.
- Great practice, Madison.
- Thanks, Madison.
Bye, Madison.
- Yeah, see you later, Madison.
- Bye, Madisons!
And Ruth.
- Cherry, I have something
really important to tell you.
I overheard the Madisons saying
that they're planning on
cracking a giant egg full of goo
over your head
at Friday's pep rally.
- I can't believe this!
- I know, right?
Well, at least when
you quit the squad,
we can do some different
club together--
anything but the harmony club.
- I meant I can't
believe that you'd make up
some ridiculous story
so that I'll quit the team.
- What? That's not
what I'm doing.
- Just admit it.
You're super jelly
that I made the squad.
- I'm not super jelly.
I'm trying to stop you from
being humiliated
in front of everyone.
- Why can't you just
be happy for me
like a real friend?
- Are you saying
I'm not a real friend?
- That's exactly
what I'm saying.
In fact... here.
Take back your pink
furry protractor.
- Fine, here is your calendar
of cute boys holding puppies.
- And here is your snowshoe.
- That's my tennis racket.
Then why did it come
with this yellow snowball?
- Okay, fine, so we doing this?
Let's do this.
Selfie of you and me
at the water park?
Delete.
- [gasps]
You and me wearing vintage hats?
Delete.
- [gasps]
Us eating sushi...
delete.
- Us drinking smoothies...
delete.
- Us getting sushi smoothie
stomachaches... delete.
- Phone number... [beep]
- Phone number... [beeps]
- All right, you two,
what did you wanna show us
that's so important?
- Simple.
One of you is a m*rder*r.
[chuckles]
Just kidding, I been reading
a lot of mystery novels.
- Actually, I'm gonna
use this lie detector
to prove to you guys I didn't
cheat on Mrs. Wong's contest.
- Max, this again?
- Hey, I want you
to know I didn't cheat.
Colosso, would you show
them how it works?
- I'll give you a demonstration.
Max, does this house smell
like the inside
of a dolphin's blowhole?
- Yes.
- [bell dings]
- That means he's
telling the truth.
And if he lies,
you'll hear a buzz.
- Got it--fire away, Colosso.
- Max, did you cheat
to win Mrs. Wong's contest?
- No.
- [bell dings]
- There, see--even
science says I didn't cheat.
- Hey, that's pretty cool.
Let me try.
Do you think I look
good in this top?
- I love it.
- [buzzer sounds]
- Hank!
Well... what about my cooking?
Do you love that?
- Absolutely.
- [buzzer sounds]
But I do love your cooking!
- [laughing]
- Wait a minute, what's
that button under your paw?
-Uh...
- You were controlling
the answers?
- Yeah, you cheated
on that pizza contest.
Isn't that why we're
doing this whole scam?
- No! I didn't cheat!
I can't believe this--everyone
in this house thinks I'm a liar.
- Max!
- So Hank, looks like
you been working out.
- [buzzer sounds]
- [laughs]
- Hey, Phoebe, Cherry dropped
of a box of your stuff
and this note.
- There's nothing written on it.
- That's because she says
she's not talking to you.
Anything you want to tell me?
- [sighs] Cherry got
on the cheerleading squad
and I didn't,
and then I overheard
that they're gonna
pull a prank on her,
and she doesn't believe me
because she thinks
I'm just being jealous.
- Are you?
- No! I even told her
congratulataaa...
what the kids are
saying these days.
- You know, honey,
every now and then,
you do have a tiny
little jealous streak.
Do you remember
the time that Max--
- Oh, Max does
this, Max does that.
You know, Phoebe
does things, too!
Oh, that jealous streak.
- Yup.
- Wow.
If I just said congratulations,
I'd still have my best friend,
wouldn't I?
- She's still
your friend, Phoebe.
- I hope so.
Well, either way, I'm not
gonna let her get egged
by a pack of Madisons.
- Good for you... I think.
- Thanks, Mom.
- Oh, honey, don't cry.
I'm not crying.
My eyes are burning
from the fish stink.
- More pizzas, Roscoe.
- [cat meows]
- I wonder why Mom and Dad
didn't want us to feed him.
- Who doesn't love
a friendly cat?
- [cats meowing]
- Or three.
- Welcome to the Hiddenville
High pep rally.
But first, here's our
very own Mr. Noodleman
with his salute to sunny Spain.
- [flamenco music playing]
- Hey, Madison.
- ALL: Yeah?
- Isn't this the rival
team's uniform?
- That's the point, Cherry.
At the end of our routine,
we all embrace you
in a symbolic gesture of peace
and friendship among schools.
- Really, so I'm like the star.
- Oh, trust me, everyone'll
be looking at you.
- [squeals]
- Oh, hey, Reggie the Raptor.
I'm, uh, the official
egg inspector.
Yup, bad egg...
better take it in.
Hey, get your Jurassic
paws off it!
- Why does it smell worse?
- Your mom lit a eucalyptus
candle to get the stink out.
- But now it just smells like
a fish wrestling a koala bear.
- [alarm buzzing]
- FEMALE VOICE: Alert, alert.
More fish pizza approaching.
- BOTH: No!
- Dinner time!
- No, Mrs. Wong.
You made your point, now please
stop delivering pizzas.
- I'll make you a deal.
I'll stop the deliveries
and take away all these boxes
if you admit that
your son cheated.
- So let me get this
straight--if we say Max cheated,
no more fish pizzas.
- I just said that.
- We've decided.
- Ugh!
- We believe Max.
- I just wish there was
a less disgusting way
to believe Max.
- Okay for you, Thundermans,
I've got boxes
of skunk butt pizza
with your name on it.
- Stop!
All right, Mrs. Wong, you win.
- Max, what are you doing?
- Mom, it's okay.
Just knowing that you guys
believe me is enough.
And if she needs to hear me say
the words "I cheated"
for this to end, then fine.
I'll even put it in writing.
"I cheated.
Max Thunderman."
There, happy now?
- Ha! I always win!
[laughing maniacally]
I'm going to hang
this in my shop
and everyone will
know your shame.
Wong out!
- Max, why'd you do that?
- Wait for it...
- [loud pop]
- Exploding ink.
Didn't cheat... but
I'm still a supervillain.
- Or we can just call it a draw?
- Deal.
- [loud pop]
- MRS. WONG: Oh, come on!
- Supervillain.
- Okay, my three little kitties,
this is the last of the...
- [cats meowing]
- We're gonna need
a really big litter box.
- [flamenco music playing]
- Olé!
- [cheers and applause]
- All right, Señor Noodleman.
Fantástico! [laughs]
And now our very own
Hiddenville High Raptorettes.
- ♪
- [screams]
It was supposed to be her!
Why do I cheer chat
if nobody ever listens?
- I listened.
- Phoebe?
- Well, I'm not sure I
get it... but that was cool.
Let's hear it
for the Raptorettes.
- [cheers and applause]
- Now go win that game
tonight...
that I won't be at!
- [cheers and applause]
- I'm sorry, I should
have believed you.
- And I should have
been a better friend.
Congratulaaaations.
- Aww...
- You two ruined the pep rally.
Who do you think you are?
- She's Cherry.
- She's Phoebs.
The Madisons are major dweebs.
Gotta go, but we had fun.
Drop your pompoms--
we are done.
- Ooh, cheer burn.
- That just happened.
- Ooh, ooh, Rap burn!
- Billy, Nora,
you guys did a good job
taking those pizza boxes out.
- You know us--we live to clean.
- [cats meowing]
- Is that that cat, Roscoe?
- [whispers loudly] Hard to say.
- Maybe we were rough
on the little guy.
I'll take him some milk.
- Dad, wait!
- Yeah, let us do it!
- Oh, no, no, no, no,
don't be silly.
Truth be told, I have
a soft spot for cats.
Here, kitty kitty kitty...
kitties.
- [cats meowing]
- HANK: Whoa, whoa...
[screaming]
Get your claws
out of my soft spot!
- [cats meowing]
- You fed the cat, didn't you?
- BOTH: Nooooo... yes.
- There's gotta be
a hundred cats out there.
- Eh, .
What can I say--it's a gift.
- [cats meowing]
- HANK: [screaming]
- ♪
02x08 - Cheer and Present Danger
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Series revolves around the Thundermans, a family with superpowers who try to live normal lives in the fictional town of Hiddenville.
Series revolves around the Thundermans, a family with superpowers who try to live normal lives in the fictional town of Hiddenville.