- This heatwave is the worst.
- So hot.
It's like we moved
into dad's bellybutton.
- No, no, I got this.
It's not like you guys
can move things with your minds.
- Let me help, Nora.
The hose goes over there.
- All right, Billy, go turn
on the water so we can
turn this room
into our own private waterpark.
- On it.
- Hold on.
Nobody move.
Assessing, assessing.
Mm-hmm. Something's different.
- Kids, why is
the slide inside?
- The slide!
We make a great team.
- You know we wouldn't
need this slide
if we just had a pool.
- I want a pool.
Come on, dad!
- Okay, you can have a pool.
- Seriously? Awesome.
- Hank.
- I'm the good cop, Barb.
Now you swoop in
and shut this down.
- Oh, okay, tell you what.
If you kids can help
raise the money,
we'll chip in too
and see what we can afford.
- Oh.
- Awesome.
- Great.
- Your bad cop needs work.
- I can't wait for a pool.
Step aside.
I'm doing this.
- Max.
I-I-I don't think
you should be--
- Whoo-hoo!
[unintelligible]
Oh!
- ALL: My turn!
- ♪ What you see
is not what you get ♪
♪ Living our lives
with a secret ♪
♪ We fit right in,
bet you'd never guess ♪
♪ Because we're living our lives
just like all the rest ♪
♪ A picture-perfect family
is what we try to be ♪
♪ But 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 ♪
♪ Yard sale
dubby, dubby, dubby, dubby ♪
♪ Yard sale
dubby, dubby, dubby, dubby ♪
- Billy, if I knew you were
gonna make up an annoying song,
I never would suggested a--
- ♪ Yard sale,
dubby, dubby, dubby, dubby ♪
♪ Yard sale,
dubby, dubby, dubby, dubby ♪
- Guys, this is gonna be great.
We'll make a fortunate selling
our old junk, buy a pool
and then invite cute boys
over for pool parties.
- What is it with you
and cute boys?
- What?
It's not like I have an app
on my phone that tells me
when there's one on our block.
- [phone dings]
- VOICE ON PHONE: He's cute.
- I've had enough
of this place.
Unbearable heat,
unnecessary singing, Billy.
Jetpack, take me away!
- [engine fizzles]
- Uh, I blame Billy.
- Oh cool.
Comic books and action figures.
Oh, this isn't cool.
It's just mom.
No one's gonna buy
this Electress stuff.
Mom never saved the world
like Dad did.
- Yeah, but she did other
stuff like...
What did she do?
- I don't know.
But Dad was out there stopping
runaway trains,
taking down villains
and inventing the cookie pie.
Is it a cookie? Is it a pie?
Only Dad knows.
- It's both.
- And that's why he's
a national treasure.
- I am so proud of you kids,
chipping in,
working together as a family,
learning songs.
♪ Yard sale,
shama-lama ding dong ♪
What you got there, Billy?
- I'm selling all my army men.
Well, almost all.
Not Sergeant Flargeant,
he's my favorite.
- Sergeant Flargeant?
Who's this?
Corporal Smorporal?
- It is now.
- Nora, you must
really want a pool.
You're selling all your bows?
- Yep.
Yesterday, it was so hot, my bow
melted and stuck to my head.
It's a part of me now.
- Oh, Phoebe, that's all
my old Electress stuff.
You can't sell that.
- [chuckles] No kidding.
- What does that mean?
- What do you mean?
- I mean you can't sell that
because my actual Electress whip
is in this box.
This is a very dangerous w*apon.
If someone besides me
uses this,
they would really hurt
themselves.
- [chuckles] What'll happen?
Their lights will turn off?
Got it, putting the box back.
- Thank you.
- Uh, honey, you kind of
left out the part
where if your whip
gets in the wrong hands,
it'll explode and take out
half a city block.
- And risk that info getting
back to our supervillain son
voted most likely to take
out half a city block?
- So smart.
Uh, you know, you really were
something back in the day.
- Back in the day?
- I don't know
why I say things.
- [phone dings]
- VOICE ON PHONE: He's cute.
- Ooh, and he's right outside.
Oh, he is cute.
- What is it gonna take
to put you in these
old, dirty pants today?
- Here's your bow.
You got a good one.
I wore it to my first circus.
It still smells like elephant
and childish wonder.
Give it back, you monster!
I don't need
your dirty bow money!
- So...how are things
going over here?
- A lot of looky-loos,
but nobody's serious.
I think I'll call it a day.
- Nora, I know these bows mean
a lot to you, but if you want
that pool, you're gonna have
to make some sacrifices.
- Can we sell Dr. Colosso?
He's never liked you, and
now Billy's on his list.
- Why don't you go upstairs,
pick out the ones
you don't wear anymore
and just sell those?
- Okay.
What are you looking at?
- I see you eyeing those
old, dried up paintbrushes.
You a collector?
- Save it.
I'm here for comics.
You got any, t*nk top?
- I'm not wearing a t*nk top.
- But you look like
you got a bunch.
- What I got a bunch of
is comics,
but I'm not gonna sell 'em
to some kid who calls me names.
- I got bucks.
- t*nk top will be right back.
Well, you know what they say.
One man's trash is another weird
kid's bucks worth of trash.
- [sighs]
I need an app that finds
cute boys
that don't ask me
to pull their finger.
Oh, uh, mom, you didn't
have to move the box.
I was totally gonna do it.
- I didn't move it.
Oh, no, what if somebody
took it outside to sell it?
- That box isn't going
anywhere 'til trash day.
- What?
- Coming!
- If you like
that box of garbage,
you'll love these dirty pants.
- Hey, Max, have you seen
that box of mom's old stuff?
- Seen it and sold it.
- What?
[whispers] Max, that box had
mom's old Electress whip in it.
- Oh, poor sucker, now
he's gotta throw it out.
- No, Max, it's her real whip.
It's super dangerous
in a non-sups' hands.
You've gotta get it back.
Whoever bought it could
get seriously hurt.
- Luckily, I don't get
too attached to my customers.
- Hurt kid plus angry
mom equals no pool.
- No pool equals sad Max.
Hey, kid, get back here!
Wait, am I hurting the kid?
- Just get the box back.
- So did Max see the box?
- Sure did.
- Oh, good.
Did he put it back in the attic?
- [chuckles] Would I be standing
here avoiding eye contact
if Max didn't
put the box in the attic?
- Oh, oh, oh,
time to b*at the heat.
Oh, oh, freezy socks!
- [snaps]
- Hey.
Whatcha wearin'?
- You told me to sell
all the bows I don't wear.
But look, I still wear them all.
- [crash]
- How did my kids get so weird?
[laughing]
Frozen thundies!
Uh, uh, uh.
Ah!
- There's the nerd mobile.
This must be the place.
- [doorbell music plays]
- Yep, this is the place.
- What do you want, hipster?
- Look, I sold that box to you
by mistake,
and I was wondering
if I could get it back.
Here's your bucks.
- I gave you , sideburns.
- Right.
Wait, there's something
missing in here.
- You mean
Electress' real whip?
I don't know how you got it, but
you're never getting it back,
Wall Street.
- Stop calling me
names and give it back.
- I'm not giving
this bad boy up.
I'd only give this
to Electress herself.
We all know that's not
gonna happen, Chinatown.
- [locks snapping]
- Like four locks
are gonna stop me.
[laughs]
- [alarm beeping]
- That might.
- ♪
- No whip?
Why'd you come home
without the whip?
How did he even know
the whip was real?
- I don't know.
He's some sort of super fan.
Okay, he said he'd never give
it back to anyone
but Electress herself.
- Oh, well then we'll
just ask mom to help us.
- You think that's a good idea?
- No.
Oh, but we could tell dad.
- Really?
- No!
- BARB: Max, is
that you down there?
- [in high-pitched voice]
Yes, I'm down here.
- Why did you use a fake voice
if you're just
gonna say you're down here?
- BARB: Is that
you too, Phoebe?
- [in deep voice] Yes, it's me.
Look, if we wanna get that pool,
we gotta get that whip back
before mom figures out
it's gone.
Here she comes.
Lose the box.
- [crash]
- DR. COLOSSO: Ow!
I know that was you, Billy!
- Hey, mom, what's the haps?
- Max, where did
you put my stuff?
- Uh, in the attic right next
to the thing, under the thing
with the thingy.
- I-I just need
to find my whip.
It could blow up...
your minds it's so cool and not
dangerous.
Luckily my old Electro-puter
here has a homing signal
that can locate it in a jiffy.
- [whispers] Quick, go to your
old people translator app
and figure out
what "jiffy" means.
- Oh, no, it means fast,
Phoebe, really fast.
- [computer beeping]
- Two hundred and
fifty-three updates.
- [blows air]
- Has it been that long?
- [computer beeping]
- Oh, this thing's
gonna take forever.
- Max, we need a plan.
- Way ahead of you.
If he wants Electress,
we'll give him Electress.
Electress.
- Why are you
calling me Elect--oh.
- ♪
- So, dad, do you think we've
made enough to get a pool?
- No quite, Billy.
Pools cost a little more
than $ . and a button.
- Well, Sergeant Flargeant,
looks like this is goodbye.
It'll be easier if
we don't look at each other.
- Billy, what are you doing?
You can't sell
Sergeant Flargeant.
- I have to.
I really want to get
that pool for you.
You've been crying ever since
you got out here.
- I'm not crying.
This is sweat.
- Yeah, sweat
from your eyeballs.
- I'm serious.
It's like a million degrees
under these things.
- A million degrees of sadness.
- Nora, honey,
why are you crying?
- It's sweat!
- ♪
- [knocking on door]
- BOY: Use the doorbell!
- [doorbell music plays]
- Well, look who's
wearing a t*nk top.
- It's hot, okay?
Anyway, I thought you'd
might like to meet someone.
Oh, Electress!
- [electricity zapping]
- Hello, citizen.
- Electress!
Is it really you?
- Yes, it is me.
I hope you turn off the light
when you leave a room.
- I do! I don't.
I will!
- I believe you have
something of mine.
- Yes, yes, your whip.
Come in, my high-wattage queen.
- Whoa, I see you're a fan
of Electress...who is me.
- Of course, you're my hero.
I'll be right back.
I hid your whip in case
your mortal enemy Blackout
came looking for it.
- Bright idea, boy.
We wouldn't want it
falling into his hands.
- You--you mean her hands.
- I mean, her hands.
Ha, spark att*ck.
- [electricity zapping]
- Wow, Max, I can't believe
these gloves you made
actually work.
- Me neither.
I made them completely of
parts from your laptop.
I just hope he comes back soon.
Seeing mom's face everywhere
is freaking me out.
- It's not just her face.
This place is a shrine.
- This lonely loser pasted
mom's face on the cover
of this superhero magazine.
- No, Max, I think that's real.
I think this is all real.
"Electress short
circuits robot army."
"Electress saves White House
then lights Christmas tree."
- How could mom
have done all of this?
She can't even work
the thermostat.
- I got your whip.
But before you go,
Electress...
what was your favorite battle
ever?
- [laughs] That would be like
choosing my favorite child,
impossible.
Although at first, I'd have
to say my oldest daughter.
- Well, this was fun.
But Electress has to get
to a charity event.
Needy children
without batteries.
- So I'll just take my whip.
- Sorry, one more question.
What ever happened
to your sidekick?
- I had a sidekick?
Oh, ha, ha, my sidekick.
I was just telling
this guy that story.
Here, tell him the story.
- Don't look at me.
Until we got
to this dweeb cave,
I thought she was
dad's sidekick.
- Oh.
A return of the spark att*ck.
- [electricity buzzing]
- Ow!
- Oh, sorry.
- [electricity buzzing]
- Turn it off!
- I can't!
- You're not
the real Electress!
Liars!
Whiggy, whiggy whip!
- Hey, what are you doing?
- I'm sorry.
Whiggy, whiggy whip?
Is that something
Electress used to say?
- Nope.
That was all Cedrick.
- [computer beeping]
- Now we're cooking with gas.
Seventy percent done.
- [computer beeping]
- Sixty-eight?
How are you going backwards?
Fifty-one?
You're worse than
the thermostat.
Ugh!
- No one's buying
anything anymore, dad.
They're just playing with stuff.
Dad?
- Ah!
You're right, Billy.
At this rate, you guys probably
won't make enough for a pool.
- That's because
everybody bailed.
Where are Max and Phoebe?
[in deep voice] "We should
do a yard sale, guys."
[in high-pitched voice] "We can
tods make a lot of money, guys."
- Whoa, Billy,
take it easy, buddy.
- I sold Sergeant Flargeant.
My favorite toy now belongs to
that pasty kid down the street
who smells like cauliflower.
- Well, it's still light out.
You wanna stay and see
if we can sell anything?
- Nah.
Let's just pack it up.
- ♪
- Step right up.
Nora's prized bows
are now for sale.
This one was worn by the queen.
This one can charge
your cellphone.
This one has a pocket.
- Nora, why are selling
all of your bows?
- I realized I was being silly.
It's not fair if everyone else
is giving up stuff and I'm not.
Just like you gave up
Sergeant Flargeant.
- I am really
proud...of you both.
- Thanks.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I have some bows to sell.
This bow belonged to Rihanna.
This one can cure loneliness.
This one has a blog.
- [blows air]
- My freeze breath
isn't working either.
I think the whip is
cancelling our powers.
- Uh, man, mom had
some pretty cool stuff.
- Uh-oh, Max, it's getting hot.
- It's becoming unstable.
I just hope it doesn't spark.
It's a sure sign
a w*apon's about to explode.
- [sparks]
- And it's sparking.
- Hello, jerks.
I just called my dad.
And when he gets home, you guys
are gonna be in big trouble.
- Cedrick,
you have to let us go.
We think this whip
is about to explode.
- Why should I believe you?
You guys have been lying
to my face ever since I met you.
- You know what? You're right.
Let's start over.
I'm...Monica.
And this is Ross.
- And for all you know, we
could be Electress' children.
- Please.
There's no way kids with a mom
as cool as Electress
would know absolutely nothing
about her.
- He's right.
We're horrible kids.
- It's true, you are.
- Look, mom is
an amazing superhero,
and some random kid knows
more about her than we do.
- [electricity zapping]
- Shocked...to see me.
- Electress!
- Amazing!
How'd you find me,
my super-charged goddess?
- No need to make
this weird, citizen.
I used my state-of-the-art
homing device
to track my whip here.
Thank you, young man, for
being a heroic Electrolyte.
- Electress, these posers
aren't really your kids,
are they?
- My kids?
No way.
My kids would never be so
reckless as to compromise
their identities and safety just
to make a couple of bucks.
- Told you.
- But I will make sure
they get what's coming to them.
- A stern talking to while
we swim in our new pool?
- Farewell, young sparkplug.
- [electricity zapping]
- Electress, wait!
Before you go, who's gonna pay
for this hole in my carpet?
- ♪
- Well, you did it.
You got the pool you earned.
- We did all that hard work
for this.
- Oh, no, she didn't!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey.
We are still proud of you kids.
- Well, two of you.
- Why are you proud of me?
I only sold one stinking bow.
- And it was a pleasure
doing business with you.
Good luck cashing
that check, girly.
Away!
- [engine fizzles]
- Uh.
And Billy wins again.
- Mom, did you really use
the Eiffel Tower
to stop an alien invasion?
- [in French accent]
But of course.
- One time, I used
it as a harpoon--
- Quiet, dad.
- Yeah, mom's talking.
Mom, we are so sorry
we didn't know
all those amazing things
about you.
You really used to be somebody.
- Thank you, I think.
- Yeah.
I don't know why
you don't talk about it.
Dad brags about his
stuff all the time.
- Oh, you wanna hear
the harpoon story?
- Quiet, dad.
- You know, as great as
those days were, my biggest
accomplishments are sitting
right here beside me.
- Aw, thanks, mom.
- And now that you're grounded,
you'll be beside me
for the next six months.
- Come on, mom, tell
us one superhero story.
- [indistinct chatter]
- It was so long ago.
There I was, up against
the deadliest sea monster,
Squidonkulis.
- Oh, I fought
Squidonkulis once.
- ALL: Dad!
- ♪
- ♪
02x16 - Who's Your Mommy?
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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.