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It's been end -to -end action all afternoon.

As always, our ice hounds are down, plagued by penalties and sloppy

The hounds brailed at their rivals in Norseman 4 -2.

The question on everyone's mind, why is Lemonode's superstar player sitting on

the bench?

Gustavo passes to Pearson, who takes in the puck and forces the action off the

ice.

Pearson faints right then.

Alex. Pearson does it again, but we're still down by one, so let's use my

pressure off him. I never expected it.

Alex. Sorry, man. Titus is all mine.

Work the puck to Alex.

Let's go, Hounds. Let's go.

The Hounds are still down by one.

Why can't every player be as good as Alex? Come on, buddy. Come on. Pearson's

gone for the puck.

Gustavo keeps it. He's got it. Dude, what are you doing? They seem to be

fighting over the puck.

crushing defeat for our beloved hat.

But stellar play by Alex Pearson nets him another hat -trick. So go, Alex.

What are you so happy about? We lost.

Hockey is not all about winning and losing. It's about challenging yourself

be the best you can be. And I played great.

You're coming along, too.

I am sorry about that little...

No problem. I know I was too slow.

But seriously, Alex, I think we should have won this game.

Let's try to be a little sad about this. We are a 500 team. We're never going to

make the playoffs.

But if I keep playing like this, I can make the high school all -stars.

I'm just saying, maybe you should think about the ice house.

I am thinking about the ice house. Think of the notoriety it would bring the

team if I was on the all -stars.

So you want a game in my house? Yes.

Yeah. No, no, no, no. There's something I have to do.

I told you. What was it?

Taking care of your sister? Yes. Yes.

Well, she's been fenwatered recently.

She'll be fine, right? I could probably come over for one level.

Go home, Alex.

Half a level. No.

Lemonade? Nope.

Something? No.

Hello, Alex.

Mrs. Jacklitz, you're looking very spry today.

Mm -hmm.

Okay, so then you just take that three and you carry it over to the next

That's not how they showed us at school, Dad. Maybe not, but it'll work in a

pinch.

It'll work.

All right, I am home. Let's celebrate.

Finally.

Alex, where have you been? I've got a lecture in 12 minutes. What's the big

deal? Think of it as more quality time with Emily.

Besides, you could have left. Ingrid is right here.

All right, for one thing, Ingrid is our housekeeper, not our babysitter. And for

a variety of reasons, I want you here watching Emily.

All right?

I had a game, by the way, Dad.

Thanks for asking.

I know you had a game, and I am sure you were great.

You know I'd be there if I wasn't teaching five classes this semester.

I know.

Dad, I'm sorry, but can you make it to one game or try?

Of course.

Thank you. Okay, frozen dinners are on the counter.

Make sure your sister eats at least some vegetables.

And make sure that she does her homework before television.

All right.

Oh. Uh, this is going towards my car, right?

Oh, I'm going to be at the University of L .A. tomorrow, too, so don't forget to

pick up Emily from her bumblebee meeting at school.

Four o 'clock.

Okay, so, uh, don't forget Mrs. Jacklitz is always home if there's an emergency.

Yep. I'm sure she'd be as big of a help in a crisis as Ingrid would be.

No offense, Ingrid.

Oh, no, no, no. There's no way we're watching Bunny Friends forever.

But it's a new one. No, it's not. I've seen this one.

And don't start with the doe eyes, because today we are watching extreme

Huge air.

Everybody going to make it through?

Now the fun starts.

Everybody... No.

control the plasma.

I am getting my way.

Popcorn be great right now.

have to study the handbook on your own at home until Bumblebee Headquarters can

assign you to your new troops.

Whoa.

What's up, Mrs. M? They're shutting us down.

Troop 57 is crashing down all around us, even as we speak.

Izzy's dad was lucky enough to get a new job in Chicago, and we're leaving right

away. I've talked to all the other moms, and they can't do it. No one seems to

be able to take over.

Guys, I... I can't believe we've been together forever.

But you are still bumblebees. You're just going to be split up and slipped

into existing troops. Doesn't that sound great?

But me and Abigail and Ursula and Tina, we formed a troop because we're all best

friends.

What about me?

Rachel is sort of our friend, too.

Girls, don't freak out.

One of your mothers is going to volunteer eventually.

My mom's a long -haul trucker. She's away a lot. I have four brothers with

-control problems.

I didn't say it was going to be easy. I just said it can be done. But, well,

you're probably going to have to guilt them into it. So let's see your sad

faces.

They seem a little forced.

Oh, no, no, wait, wait. Everyone copy Rachel.

I wasn't doing it.

Well, even if they can dig up another den mother for us, it'll take so long.

We'll never get into Camperee.

Camperee? Camperee is only the most important bumblebee event of the year.

they don't let you just waltz in.

Yeah. There's all the stuff you need to qualify for. Sounds like a real hoot.

Girls, I'm so sorry, but I have a situation.

And so the meeting is canceled. Oh, my gosh, you guys.

It's going to stay with you until your parents show up. What? No, no, no. I

like a hundred cool things I've got to go do.

Izzy, come with me.

Girls, I will see you all at the goodbye brunch, if it happens.

Bye. We're all going to miss you. I'm going to miss you. I'm not going to be

same without you. Bye. I'll see you soon.

Alex, can you please run the meeting not to babysit us, please? No.

Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please.

No, no.

No, there is no way that I'm going to be your designated dead mother.

This meeting of Troop 57 of the Bumblebees will return to order on the

of... When you talk, you have to use the Troop 57 talking flower.

It means it's your turn and only you can talk.

Emily's out of uniform.

You're not supposed to wear a princess tiara. It's against the rules.

Well, it's not against my rules. Maybe she's a bumblebee princess girl or

something.

Alex, can I be a bumblebee vampire girl?

What?

Yes. I don't care. You girls can wear whatever you want. You don't have the

talking flower.

Okay, new rule. The talking flower is now moot.

There is no more talking flower. It's not even over there. Don't look. Now,

whatever you girls were doing before I got here, do that.

We weren't doing anything.

Miss Moffat took forever to tell us she's dumping us. Yeah.

Well, what do you want to do?

Tina.

Okay, anybody else?

We can look at pictures of cute boys.

Sure.

No, I don't think so.

Well, we could do a go for it.

Yeah. Oh, yeah. A go for it is when we go and try a new activity, craft, or

skill.

All right.

Let's go over this one more time.

You give 100%. You never back off. You never back down. Now, let's go.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Emily,

you've got to catch up. Or not. Or not.

Come on, go faster.

Okay, all right. You're going way too slow.

Hockey is a fast sport. You have to be fast.

Oh, it's right there.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

All right, come on, girls. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

All right. All right, Emily, you got this. You got this.

Okay, let's go. Let's go. Let's go. All right, now move behind the net, Abigail.

There it is.

There it is. There it is.

All right, so we take a shot. Take a shot.

Shoot. Shoot.

Good effort, girls.

Now that's how you run a power play.

I'm cold.

You okay, Tina?

Mm -hmm.

All right.

You all right, Rachel?

My feet hurt.

What's that?

That's a Zamboni. Look, girls. Those are all indicators that you're playing

correctly. Why can't we do something fun?

Becoming great hockey players is the most fun thing in the world.

And how would you know that, dork?

Don't tell me.

Titus. Do you really not want me to tell you?

Well, what do we have here?

Some new ice hounds?

They are definitely a lot tougher than the guys you got now.

Definitely a lot tougher than you.

Only when you talk.

Or stare at me.

You know what?

Today was the best Bumblebee Girls meeting ever.

If Mom were alive, would she bring me to the meetings?

Of course she would, Em.

Alex, I'm glad you're here to take me to the meetings.

Seriously, why her?

Like a psychic detective, you know that?

Dude, some genetic twist of fate has made you good at hockey. In the one

would actually care about that.

That's like having a free date anyone you want card. Why Matisse?

Okay, yeah, she's pretty. So what? She doesn't like you.

There are a ton of pretty girls who would love to date you.

She's really smart.

Yeah, we know that from the fact that she won't go out with you.

Correction, she's not gone out with me yet.

I made eye contact with her at the game. I think I'm really starting to wear her

down. Watch. Yeah, changes a lot.

What happened to you?

This is... It's nothing. I ran into a couple of bad guys, had to put the hurt

down on them.

You know how it goes.

Oh, I thought maybe you got it in your last game.

You know when you stole the puck from your friend and ended up on your butt

while the Norseman scored the winning goal?

Well, you saw the hat trick before that, right?

You never give poor Goose a chance on the ice.

You've made him your personal driver.

I swear, I don't even know why he's your friend.

Oh, it's not a big deal. He doesn't mind being knocked around. It's just

friendly in hockey. When you check someone, it's like saying hello.

Hello? And goodbye. It's kind of like aloha.

Matisse, I just wanted to know if maybe this Friday night we could do... I'm

busy.

Doing what?

I'll find something.

Matisse?

I'm just keeping it real. I am a highly pursued date at this school, and you

should just jump at the opportunity to date me. I'm just saying. I'm trying to

help you.

Really?

Can I just say something to you in hockey?

Aloha.

By the way, that was an aloha goodbye, not aloha hello.

problem. That's why she won't date me. Alex, your old man's never going to get

you that car. Oh, my pessimistic little friend. There's always a solution to the

exceptional person.

You just have to think outside the box.

Slight delay in getting started, folks.

However, we are looking forward to a great game between the Tigers and the

Icehouse.

You're enabling them, Gary. Come on, Neil.

He just likes to make an entrance.

The crowd loves it. Well, love it or not, if he's not on the ice in ten

seconds... And now, a big Lemon Oaks welcome to everyone's

favorite...

It's what I call the win -win -win scenario.

Moses Roses gets advertising.

The crowd gets information as well as the show, and I get... Suspend it!

Mike? Neil, please, don't suspend us. I'm not going to. You are. Either you

control your player, or I'll bench your entire team for the rest of the season.

Alex, go collect your things.

Coach, you can't let him suspend me like that. It's out of my hands.

I'm afraid you really blew it this time, son.

I am so disappointed.

So am I. How am I supposed to make the all -stars now?

In you, Alex, I am disappointed in you.

What, for my initiative? Dad, let's face facts here. You are just as guilty in

this situation as I am. You're the one that told me I had to help pay for the

car. You forced me to take drastic action. What I said was...

If you paid for your own insurance, I would consider buying you a car if your

attitude improved.

All right.

Well, there's nothing to do except for use this time to rest up and wait for

coach to lift the suspension.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, the whole laissez -faire parenting, that

stops right now.

You're going to work.

Dad, I couldn't in good conscience take a job knowing I could be put back onto

the team at any second. You're going to work here.

Yeah, it's about time somebody trimmed those hedges back into shape. The whole

yard needs weeding. The sprinkler heads need replacing.

It's high time you learned to take a little responsibility, Alex.

Maybe then we'll talk about a car.

see that there's a responsible junior helper at the meeting, so look

responsible. Can I go now?

Two more cars.

Hey, maybe I should bring Ingrid out here, so that all the parents can see

there's adult supervision.

Yeah, I'm sure it'll fill them with confidence.

Alex, are you busy? Yeah. Dad gave me like a hundred million chores to do.

You're playing video games. No.

Part of my mind is playing video games. My subconscious is formulating a plan.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Hey, be free zone.

Guilt didn't work.

None of our parents cracked.

And so we still don't have a den mom.

Can you walk us to the community center? There's a buddy troop activity.

What? This one is a basket decorating party.

Yeah. If you have a buddy troop, why don't you ask them to take you? They

Rachel,

did you just say a basket decorating party? That is completely different. Why

didn't you say that from the beginning? I am in.

Matisse, what are you doing here?

Um, I'm a junior helper for my sister's beetroot. No way.

I'm a junior helper for my sister's beetroot. And before you say anything,

not a very guy thing to do, so let me have it. Where's the making fun of me,

jokes? No, no, it's great. It's, you know, kind of surprising.

Girls, less talking, more working.

You should grab a seat and get gluing. If you want to make baskets that are

easily sold, just follow directions and do as you're told.

Mine's not really ready for public display yet.

Really?

Well, I guess I'll just have to come back and check on your work.

See you later, girl. Bye, Missy. Bye.

Excuse me, please.

Moses, Moses, nothing says I'm sorry like flowers. Uh, Mr. Moses?

Here you go, son.

I don't believe we've met.

Alex Pearson.

Junior helper, troop 57.

Oh, well, now I understand.

The lack of leadership explains these... Whatever they are.

Well... Troop 57's baskets are a little different than the other girls, but I

told them they can make them however they want.

After all, it's not like everyone's going to want to buy the same kind of

basket, right?

Well, everyone does want the same kind of basket. They want perfect, beautiful

baskets. Okay, well, let's just say that Troop 57's baskets are a little

different. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, let's not say that. Because there is no Troop

57. With Mrs. Moffat gone, you do...

not exist.

No offense, ma 'am, but there is a Troop 57, and we're them.

Well, I'm not going to argue with you because I'm right.

The Bumblebee Charter clearly dictates that every troop's den mother be

and at this time I'm afraid I'm going to have to have... Oh, no, no, no, hold

on, hold on, hold on. And you just assume that we don't have a den mother

because you don't see a den mother? Oh, oh, we have a den mother. I...

Well, maybe that's because our dead mother, Mrs.

Zamboni, is at home. She's sick. She has strep throat.

All right, fine.

Tell Mrs.

Zamboni that I look forward to meeting her at the next Bumblebee group meeting,

and I hope she feels better soon.

Of course.

I'm home.

What was that all about? I thought you were about to start hitting each other.

Well, she did start it.

Alex, this isn't a hockey rink.

You have to be more bumblebee. I mean, have some bumblebee pride.

Now, is this bumblebee enough for you?

Wow,

Alex, it's beautiful.

I don't know what to say.

I'm really impressed.

I'll go put this to the finished basket.

When did we get a den mother, Alex? There is no Mrs. Zamponi thing back. He

that all up.

What we're doing now is just a matter of time.

Relax, girls. I'll find you a replacement den mother.

And in the meantime, you do have a den mom.

Who?

You have me.

Coach,

I am impressed.

When you're in my store, Alex, I'm not the coach. I'm just Gary.

Well, Gary, that is the most... perfectly sharpened hockey skate I have

seen. You are the... Michelangelo of skate sharpening. I'm sorry, Alex. I

do it.

What are you talking about? I can't reinstate you.

Reams made it pretty clear this had to be a serious punishment.

You know, I put you back in now, he benches the whole team, and... What were

thinking? You put a patch for Moses Roses on your jersey.

So what?

Neil Reams' family owns Fantasy Flowers.

The only other florist in town?

Whoops. Well, how long am I going to be suspended, then? You know, in theory,

it's up to me, but two weeks at the very least.

I got to play it by ear to see when Reams cools down.

Two weeks?

Coach, remember, all -star team? I have to be on the ice to make the all -star

team. Alex, Reams isn't just the ref.

He is the all -star's coach.

It'll take a miracle to win him over.

Can I help you, miss?

Uh, yeah, camping.

Oh,

thank

you.

Oh, it's you.

Guilty as charged.

Well, I bet you know why I'm here.

Yes, of course I do.

Don't want to wait until the last minute to prep for camp, are you?

Absolutely not. That would be plain irresponsible.

I am an early...

Camper -y prepare, for sure.

Me too.

So, Matisse, I was just wondering if maybe you and I... Oh, I see where this

going. And the answer is yes.

Really? That's great. Right on.

It's not a big deal. It's just a ride.

What? You wanted a ride to the Bumblebee Leadership Powwow, right?

Yes. That's right. That's...

That is exactly what I was going to ask you about.

Cool.

Alex, wait.

What is it, Munchkin? We need you for the meeting.

Oh, no, no, no. I already waved to all your parents. What else do you need me

for? But you're our den mother.

Yes, I know that, but I have a previous engagement, and it's not like you're

alone. Ingrid is here.

But a bumblebee's word is her vow, especially a den mother.

All right, let's say that I'm your den brother.

And a den brother is more of a big picture type of leader.

What?

Where do you think you're going?

The library.

Do you even look at my schedule?

It's on the refrigerator.

I will make a point to you from now on. No, no, no.

I have got office hours all this weekend. You have to watch Emily.

No, no, no. With Dad?

No, no.

Plus, you wouldn't be able to get out of here anyway. Not with all of these you

have to do.

If you're serious about that car, you've got to work for it, right?

I have been.

I know, I know. And I appreciate you taking Emily to her bumblebee meetings,

I am not looking for blind obedience. I'm looking for change here.

I do push -ups every day.

I'm talking about your attitude, Alex.

Do the chores.

And do them right.

Well, I have to at least look like I'm trying to do some of it, or I'll never

see that car. What you really need is a bunch of magical elves to do the job for

you.

Or some worker bees.

I'll help you girls out with your go -for -it, but just this once.

That's all right. We thought of one. We're going to make bird feeders out of

recycled milk cartons.

Wow, that's great.

I was going to give you one a little more challenging, but that bird feeder

seems more your speed.

This go -for -it requires strength and motor skills.

We can do it.

You can talk.

feels so strongly about this that she's willing to make a sound.

I'll give you girls a shot.

Except, sir, could you put that on pause for a second?

Sup? Sup?

I'll tell you.

Sup. The yard looks... magnificent.

Thanks, Dad. It was no sweat. No, you went above and beyond. I mean,

was it hard to get that work done and watch Emily at the same time?

She was great.

She's actually in the living room goofing around with her friends right

What's the big surprise, Dad?

Alex, I am proud of you.

Not only have you been great with Emily, but you didn't just do the chores. You

took them seriously. You did the best possible job.

And a deal's a deal.

Wait. Are you serious? Today's the day?

I knew you'd shape up, son.

Keep down your good kid.

Dad, this is amazing. You're the best.

What do you think?

It's pretty awesome, huh?

It's quite a car.

Not that it's not a great car, but...

But I

was thinking of one with a whole engine.

Oh, don't worry about it. The rest of the engine's in the trunk.

This is the best way for a young man to learn about cars.

By building one. Yeah, yes.

That's how I learned.

I tell you, the car Grandad got me makes this one look like an Italian sports

car. Fixing up one of these is like being thrown into the deep end of a

Thanks, Dad.

You know, son, I've been selling you short.

You show that you're capable of much more, and so here is a list of chores

in keeping with your abilities.

mean no?

We don't want to do another go for it.

Especially a clean the gutter go for it. Why not?

First of all, it sounds hard and not at all fun. And second of all, we have more

important things to do.

Like what?

Like earn badges, Alex.

We need them for Camper E and we're super behind the other troops.

Oh, badges.

I didn't know we were ready for that. Where do we start?

Can you teach us? Of course I can teach you.

Only problem is that we're not zoned for that, which means we'd have to take a

bus to a campground or something, which is fine with me, but... But?

Well, that'll just cut into our badge time. You girls could earn four badges

the amount of time it would take to earn one lame build -a -fire badge.

But that's cool. We can do that. No, no, wait.

Did you say four badges?

The internal combustion engine is a miracle of modern science.

But after you complete this task, you will know more about it than most

Americans do.

Alex, I'm almost done with the catalytic converter. What comes next?

Um, why don't you ask Dina?

Why would we ask Dina? Because she's coming up the sidewalk right now.

What? She's going to want to see the Samboni. What do we do?

Um, Rachel, go install her now, quick. Me? An editor?

Oh, Bumblebee. Can I see your den, Mother?

Do you know the Bumblebee password?

Bumblebee password? Ah, let me see now. Oh, integrity.

Wrong.

Oh, fidelity. Nope.

There is no Bumblebee password.

You're right.

If we were real, we would know that.

Right this way.

Are you Mrs. Zamboni?

Yes,

yes, that's me.

Mrs. Z.

You must be Tina.

Yes, you're just as lovely as I said you were.

You can't see me.

but I'd recognize that lovely voice anywhere.

What's wrong with your voice? It's quite low.

Oh, uh, just a little cold.

Nothing to be worried about.

Probably not contagious, I hope.

Mrs. Zamboni, what exactly is going on around here?

It's supposed to work wonders on reptilian skin.

Mrs. Zamboni, with all due respect, I don't think this is the kind of skill we

should be teaching. I agree, I agree, but the children insisted.

Why don't you sit down?

Oh, will you be attending the bumblebee leadership...

Mrs. E, I hate to be a stickler for the rules, but... Oh!

Thank you so much, Bumblebees, but I am afraid I have to dash.

Toodle -oo, Dina! And one last thing, Mrs. Zamboni. Watch Alex Pearson

I don't...

Well, no, no, no. I don't need any dating advice from... Alex, you know a

about hockey, right?

Well, we know a lot about girls.

Now, keeping in mind about what Matisse thought of you up until now, will you

let us help you?

Good answer.

Alex, stay still!

Ow!

Uh, Nun, what are you doing?

We have to vamp your hair. You have to what my hair?

Look at this, Alec. See these cute boys? They're superstars. And they either

play vampires on the screen or rock the vampire hair.

Okay, go.

What are you going to talk about?

Um, I know this.

Her. You're going to talk about her.

Emily, Rachel wants to dress him like a biker.

This is so cool.

All right, well, let's take a vote.

All right, everybody.

Biker shirt.

Okay. Uh, cute boy shirt.

Cute boy shirt it is. Do I get a vote? No.

the Custom Auto Paint Shop.

Have fun and open her car door.

Beautiful car, Alex.

Mrs. Jacklich, you have a very light footstep.

Ninja.

Your bumblebees did a great job on your wheels.

They are very diligent. It's part of their code.

Just like integrity, fidelity, and readiness?

You know, the code also applies to den mothers.

Interesting little...

Trivia tidbit, Mrs. J, but if you'll excuse me, I have something I have to be

doing.

Thanks for

driving.

I love your new look.

Oh, yeah, the hair.

Emily and her friends did it. I know they kind of went... It's a little

overboard. No, no, no, it's cute.

It's even cuter that you let them do it.

Here, look me.

So, were you a bumblebee?

Oh, um, yeah.

I know it's kind of dorky, but, um, I love this stuff.

And, um, you know, I think it's really great for girls. That's why I didn't

Lorna to miss out, just because her mom was busy.

I think it's wonderful of you to do this for your sister.

Yeah, well, Emily shouldn't miss out on all the girly stuff just because, well,

we lost our mom.

And it's not like I had to join the army or anything, right?

Troop 22.

1 ,700 boxes.

Troop 71.

2 ,200.

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies.

Do you see these? The only way to get a golden badge is by being the champion

troop of Campery.

But you're never even going to have the opportunity to lose to my troop if you

don't sell enough cookies to attend.

Troop 18.

3 ,000.

Not bad, Matisse.

You're halfway to my troop's total.

So far.

Troop 57.

I don't have the exact figures. That's Mrs. Zamboni.

And she's at home. She's sick.

Or the case of the Gretzky's.

Well, I hope that clears up quickly. Could you just give me an approximate

number?

I sense that our troop is slightly behind. Of course.

But we're doing a big push at the mall this Saturday.

Excuse me?

Troop 66 sells at the mall.

Just in as Troop 1. It's just tradition.

That's bogus.

Junior Helmer.

Did you just say something?

No. Sorry, I didn't know that, Dina.

But don't the bumblebee girls represent America?

Didn't the pilgrims come to this great nation so that King George couldn't tell

them which mall they could or couldn't sell their cookies at?

I move to say that Dina's mall monopoly is un -American.

You know, I mean, if all the troops sell at the mall, it will be pandemonium,

Junior Helfer. But why does Troop 66 get the grave? Why? We should have a

contest to see who gets the mall concession. Yeah, whoever wants to sell

mall on Saturday can.

Yeah, just a cookie blitz, if you will.

And whichever troop sells the most cookies gets the mall for the rest of

season. All in favor of a cookie blitz, say aye.

Aye!

All opposed?

Good night.

Thanks for the ride and the hair show.

No problemo.

What you did tonight was great.

You made it stand for all the den moms who've been too terrified to stand up to

Dina for years.

I was wrong about you.

Emily's lucky to have you for a brother.

See ya. See you later.

Bees?

All right.

Okay, 57.

This operation separates the men from the babies from the bumblebees.

You know what to do. So get in there.

Em, what are you doing?

I thought I spoke more like a real bumblebee girl.

You are a real bumblebee girl.

And a princess.

And a vampire.

And... And whatever you want to be, but... You guys know what to do, so get

there, be yourselves, and sell some cookies.

Thank you for watching.

She's not here, right? Not here, is she?

Bumblebee bylaws clearly dictate the den mother must be present. I'm afraid your

troop is officially dispatched. No, no, no, no, no.

I just meant she's not here right now.

She's in the mall, obviously.

Well, where?

She's just taking advantage of the 50 % off all control top jeans and Big

Beautiful You, you know, sales going on. I'm sure she'll be back soon.

Well, I don't think I care to wait.

Better sell a couple of these myself.

Mrs. Zamboni?

Oh, yes?

Is that you, dear? Yes.

That one was way too small for me. Don't you just love this store?

I don't shop here. Oh, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, dear.

Big bone gals need pretty frocks, too.

That one was the wrong color for my complexion. Yes. Listen, don't you feel

you should be out there with your bees, making sure that they're in uniform,

things like that?

Don't you think you should be out there with your girls, dear?

Maybe if you spent more time encouraging them and less time obsessing about us.

We wouldn't be handing you your bottoms on a silver platter in this little

cookie race, now, would we?

You will be sorry you said that, Mrs.

Zamboni.

Just keeping it real, dog.

As the kids say.

Did you find Mrs. Zamboni? Unfortunately, yes.

Mrs.

Zamboni?

I'm Matisse Burroughs.

Oh, oh, Matisse.

Yeah, Alex talks about you all the time. How lovely. I feel like I know you. And

if I wasn't...

talks about me?

Oh, yes.

What a lovely lad.

If it wasn't for him begging me on bended knee, True 57 wouldn't even have

dead mother.

Really?

Yes. And any girl should consider themselves lucky to be Alex Pearson's

girlfriend.

Well, I better get back to my sister.

See ya.

girls could do it. High fives all around.

No, they're independent study badges. They count. Look it up.

Alex, not all the badges can be individualized. Just one or two.

What's this?

Champery is more than just selling cookies.

These badges will not count towards your eligibility.

Too bad there's no gullibility badge.

Oh, my God!

This is wonderful.

How could you? I can't believe for one second that I actually... No, no, no,

no, no.

Come on.

Hey, I thought I saw you out here.

Good game, Goose.

Yeah, yeah, fourth win in a row.

Yeah, Lady Luck is really shining down on you guys.

Yeah, whatever.

Anyway, you came to watch us play. It means a lot.

Emily hates me.

No. Yeah.

A bunch of the other bumblebees made fun of the badges I made for the girls, and

now they're all bent out of shape.

I see.

So, you didn't come here to cheer on the team. You came here for you.

Don't you think that just maybe that's your problem?

The problem is that, well, aside from the fact that Emily being mad at me

it a drag to watch her, Matisse thinks this whole losing Campery thing is my

fault. It is your fault. It's totally your fault.

You're absolutely right.

I've got to fix this.

I've got to look like I'm trying to fix this, right?

Because if I don't, Emily's always going to be mad at me forever and Matisse

won't date me.

You're right. You're right. You're right.

You're right. Alex, you're missing the point.

Hey.

All right, guys.

Let's review what we agreed on in the bubbly chat room last night.

Nobody is going to talk to Alex, right? Right. We need to be mean, but not too

mean, because we still need him. I can't believe I have an organized Alex closet

badge. Hey, guys.

Look at this.

Binoculars?

And a map?

I smell a rat.

I have a rat.

It smells way more like your brother.

Come on.

Congratulations. You have all now officially earned your orienteering

Here you go, Em.

Girls.

Nice trick, Alex.

Still doesn't make up for what you did.

I'm sorry about that.

I really am.

But you still need five more badges for Camperie. I dug up all the stuff you

need, and I brought it here. So, what do you say?

and do that in a fireplace or officially designated campsite. No unsupervised

fires ever.

Got it.

Now, the good news is that Troop 57 now has all the required badges for the

skills you'll need to compete in this year's Camper Eats.

Oh, but hold on.

The bad news is that we're a little short on our cookie sales.

Now, the cookie sales are how we pay for Camper Eats.

Well, how short are we? Well, it doesn't really matter how short we are as

cookie sales have closed.

Maybe we could sell something else.

Like our blood.

Muffins. Everybody loves muffins. They're just like cookies, but without

packaging. And we can make them ourselves.

Yeah. We have a beginner at my house. We can make them there. Well, if we baked

muffins, we'd have to sell, like... 415.

We have to sell 415 muffins each for a total of 2 ,700.

We can't do that.

No one can.

Now, wait a second. You guys didn't think you could earn five merit badges

quickly either, did you? No.

We should at least try.

Or not.

We can do this.

Now,

supposing we do bake muffins all day.

Ideally, we want to find a big group of people that are all jammed together or

hungry, and if they were cold, that would be a bonus, because the muffins

be hot.

What about the big hockey game?

Don't remind me of the hockey game. If my team doesn't win this game, we don't

go to the playoffs, and then I don't get to be on the all -star team.

Alex, we should go to the hockey game. Stop.

I don't want to talk about the hockey game.

Now, where can we go where there's going to be a big group of people who are

cold and hungry?

The hockey game.

The ice rink is so perfect.

The Ice Town fans all love you.

Having you there will be like a commercial.

Em,

no one should know that I'm with you.

Why not?

Are you embarrassed to be seen with us?

No, no, no, no, no. That's not it at all. I just think that Mrs.

Zamboni, Mrs. Zamboni should be there. We're at the ice rink. We're bound to

into a den mom or two.

They might tell Dina.

Maybe we should just pick another spot.

But it's the best place to sell our muffins.

What if Mrs. Zamboni is there?

This is

ridiculous. How do you know how to do this again?

I love Halloween.

Like, some people like Christmas or sunlight.

I've been doing my old witch makeup for years.

It's won awards.

Well, it feels awful. What is that made out of? Latex facial appliances, just

like they use in movies.

Em, is there any chance this will actually work?

Well, it will be pretty dark out there, and this is not going to be a face that

people will want a closer look at.

Like this.

Really? So you don't even have your junior helper along with you this time.

Ooh, I am afraid the Glumblebee Regional Office will need to be informed of this

final, and I am afraid you can't reach it. I must report Troop

57 is AWODM.

AWODM? Abroad Without a Den Mother.

Headquarters? serious situation. It appears that 257's den mother is...

here. Oh.

Dina, you have bumblebee headquarters on speed dial.

Don't you think that's just a bit extreme, dearie? Mrs. Zamboni, what are

doing here?

Just being a good den mother and being a loyal supporter. Go, I sounds.

Ruff, ruff, ruff.

What are you doing here, dear?

Well, if you must know, my husband is required... to attend every game, and I

just wanted to make sure that everything was in order.

How sweet.

Well, now that you know everything is in order, why don't you turtle off and

watch the game?

We have to sell like crazy, and we have to spread out. Just go up to anyone and

be like, get your muffins here. Hey, muffins, muffins, muffins. Very, just

anything like that.

Tina, we all do things that we never dream of doing.

I, for example, I'm dressed in public as a middle -aged old granny type with a

pillow in my control top.

And besides that, your whole troop is counting on you. Tina, you don't do

We believe in you. Rachel, great job on the makeup.

suspension.

Wait, I didn't...

I

didn't mean to... Oh, wait, wait, wait. No, no, no.

Uh, nothing on but your dumb show.

It's even a new one, I think.

Things to do, huh?

I'm DVRing it so you can watch it later then. I was thinking about making

popcorn.

FYI, the DVR is definitely working, so you'll have it.

Are you busy?

I mean, I know you're busy, but can you talk?

Or are you going to give me the silent treatment, too? No, Alex, I'm not giving

you the silent treatment. Well, Emily is, and it's not very mature, so could

just... Do you want me to make your sister talk to you so you'll feel better

because you let her down terribly?

Well, when you say it like that, it doesn't sound too great, but... Yeah,

you?

I've done wrong, and I deserve punishment.

I just could admit that.

Let her rip, Dad.

Any time now.

Don't hold back.

Fine.

I'll start. Alex, you were grounded for two weeks.

No, that's too little. Four weeks.

Six weeks.

More? I'm not grounding you, Alex. Hard labor it is.

I'll put up a new fence. I'll paint the house.

I'll re -sod the lawn.

I'm not going to punish you at all.

What?

If I punish you, when it was over, you'd feel like you made up for it. Instead,

I want you to feel the consequences of ruining things for Emily and her

Ten weeks grounding, I'll put up a new fence, and I'll paint the house. No.

Dad!

There's got to be some way I can make this right. How can I fix this?

You can't.

Oh, thank you.

Mrs. Zamboni.

It's a pretty small town, Alex.

You better come in.

Please excuse me for a second.

Are these your braches?

And my daughters and granddaughters.

Wait.

No way.

I know this photo.

Will we have it in my house?

That's my mom in the middle.

She was in my daughter's troop.

Integrity. Fidelity.

And readiness.

Do you know the rest, Alex?

Responsibility.

Bumblebee does what she's supposed to.

And is accountable for her actions.

Your mother was an excellent scout, Alex.

Yeah, well... She should have been.

Emily's dead, Mom.

Anyone would have done a better job than me.

Well... I could use some help around here.

The house needs a coat of paint. The floors need refinishing.

But it depends on who will actually do the work.

I will.

I swear by the coat.

Then you got yourself a dead mother.

Brr.

There's some cold air in here. Someone turn up the heat.

I'm going to say that I was a real jerk.

A serious jerk.

Biggest jerk of all time. Huge jerk.

Jerk. All right, guys.

He knows that he was a jerk. No, Emma.

It's okay.

I deserve it.

Girls, you have to understand. I never meant for you to get in trouble.

You have to believe me.

I'm truly sorry.

I wasn't a good den brother.

And I'm... I

wasn't a good real brother either.

It's too bad that I'm sorry won't get us into

campers.

No. No, it won't.

But I found someone who can.

Mrs. J?

Girls, this is Mrs. Jackwits.

She's going to be your new den mother.

Hi, girls.

Alex, may I have a word with the girls alone?

Yeah.

Girls, who can tell me the qualities exemplified by the Bumblebee Code?

Integrity, readiness, responsibility.

And?

Fidelity.

Do you know what fidelity means?

Loyalty. That's right.

Now, I know Alex wasn't the perfect den mother.

He was a liar. He lied to us. He lied to everyone. But you knew the truth about

Mrs. Zamboni, too.

So you can't blame it all on him.

Let's start with a go for it.

What are we going for?

How about... forgiveness?

Heartbreaking last -minute defeat when last they met.

Enjoy the snow cone?

Looks like you're not so hot without a granny wig on.

Alex!

Alex, come on!

Whatever, Titus.

Have a good game, man.

Yeah, whatever to you too, Alex.

All right, all right, all right. So, thanks to Alex, we are in the playoffs.

Game plan.

As per usual, everybody passes the puck to Alex whenever he thinks... Coach, can

I say something?

Yeah, of course you can.

Listen up, guys.

Alex is going to speak.

All you guys deserve an apology.

I've been a real jerk.

Well... Goose.

Through the heart and soul of this team, man.

I want you to be captain, not me.

Alex, I don't want to be captain.

I want you to be a good captain.

Okay.

Well, and as captain, I'd like to implement a little play I call the

offense.

And by I, I mean goose.

Well, I say, let's kick some butt. Yeah!

Let's see your moves, Alex.

I'm sticking to you like glue.

Pearson wins the face -off and fades back.

Oh, he doesn't have the puck.

left in the first period.

Pearson has the part. He passes it, and he gets leveled. The Norsemen are all

over Pearson.

All right, he jumps it off again.

Human decoy Alex Pearson leads the Norsemen on a merry chase.

He passes it.

You know, Chris, when you first brought up the pressure offense, you failed to

mention that I get crushed a lot.

Did I?

My bad.

Sorry.

Tie, three to three. Just seconds left.

Pearson comes out from behind the net, and this time he doesn't pass.

He drives up the guys, moving past the Norseman like a knife through butter.

Alex Pearson is back.

Pearson closes in on the Norseman's goalie. He's got a shot there, and he

to Gustavo.

For making the All -Stars? It should have been you. My game plan kept you in

back. No worries.

No worries.

What the heck was that last pass for? You should have taken that shot.

I knew you had it.

Get out of here.

Hey, and don't let all this go to your head. It's not always about you.

what you've done, how could I refuse?

You made it to this game?

You didn't even get to see me at my best.

No, I'm pretty sure I did.

Em, girls, what are you doing here?

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Can't breathe tomorrow. You should be preparing. Do

have everything you need?

Tents, sleeping bags, an air freshener? Don't worry. We made a list.

We have almost everything.

We don't have our den mother.

But Mrs.

Jackalus... Alex, Mrs. Jackalus is a really nice lady.

But we all talked about it.

Then, well, even though you were kind of selfish and sneaky at first, we never

would have gotten here without you.

And we want our den mother back.

Well, then, what are we doing here, girls?

Can't breathe tomorrow!

Troop 57, reporting for Camp Marie.

Okay, let me go find your signage.

Now, girls, remember one thing. You have to decide what you want to do right

now, okay?

How are we doing on that sign?

There seems to be a problem.

There's definitely a problem. What did you just do with that little girl?

You can't sign in Troop 57 because there is no Troop 57.

No den mother, no troop.

I'm the den mother.

and permission from the parents and or guardians of the bumblebees in question.

I believe you've found them in order.

Not so fast. You forgot one tiny little detail.

All den mothers participating in camphor -y must be in full...

is making a mockery of Canterbury.

Go do something about it. Okay.

I think I will.

I'd like to work with you, son.

This is quite some stunt you've pulled here.

This takes a lot of guts.

It shows real leadership.

And it's just the thing I'm looking for on the all -star team.

I got one open spot. You interested?

Of course I'm interested, but... Well, I'd have to check the troop schedule,

because my bees come first, right, girls?