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Jimmy: Kid Elrick's new CD is amazing.

It's got a totally new sound.

Craig: Hey guys.

Check this out. Jimmy: What is it?

Marco (reading): "Does your band have the heat to make hot sounds in T.O.?"

Jimmy (reading): "Win two days of studio time and record your own single?"

Craig: It's exactly the kind of exposure we need right now.

Jimmy: Then we get the limos, the private jets,

the blingity bling.

Spinner: The panties flying at us on stage.

Craig: Man, we have to win this.

Ashley: Excuse us, posers.

Ellie: Real musicians coming through.

Craig: Oh you're signing up? Cool.

A little uh, competition never hurt.

Ashley: 'Cause nothing ever gets in the way of what Craig wants.

Not emotions, honesty, other people's feelings...

Craig: You hear that? She still hates me.

And that's why the girls and I

are gonna blow you right off the stage.

� Whatever it takes �

� I know I can make it through �

� If I hold out �

� I know I can make it through �

� Be the best �

� The best that I can be �

� Hear what I say to you �

� Whatever it takes �

� I know I can make it �

� I know I can make it through ��

Craig: Subterranean seismic...

overloads the circuits of my...

Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah.

This blows.

Marco: Yeah but Ashley's been playing piano for what? Twelve years?

And Paige is really good.

And then there's Hazel- Craig: Marco, relax.

There's no way I'm gonna let my ex-girlfriend

beat me in a band competition.

So you guys learned this song?

Jimmy: Yeah. Yeah, we listened all day.

Are the lyrics ready?

Well how about you just concentrate

on getting the song down, okay?

One, two. One, two, three.

(band plays)

Guys! (everyone stops but drums)

Guys! What was that?!

Dude, take it easy!

Jimmy, have you ever heard of tuning?

Marco? It's a bass, man.

You play one note at a time. And Spinner-

Jimmy: Okay. All right. Just chill.

Look, it's just a song, all right?

Craig: Right. It's just a song.

Let me tune your guitar.

Hazel: I totally get how you feel, Ashley.

I was creeped out by the whole hospital thing at first.

Paige: But Ter is like 200% better, Pink Cheeks,

She could wake up any minute.

Ashley: All right, I'll go with you guys next time,

after we win the band thing. We'll tell her about it.

(school bell rings)

Good morning.

We'll begin today by reading contributions

from your creative writing journals.

Who's first?

These are the lyrics to a song I just wrote.

"Black twisted agony, the fires of chaos burn on.

Run for her tombstone before it's too late.

The blood runs cold in her veins."

Craig: (snickers)

Great. Uh... Just great.

Let's save our discussion until we've heard more, shall we?

Ashley: I can't believe nobody said a thing about my song.

Paige: Hon, I don't think anyone got it.

Ashley: It's about a girl who died in the Spanish civil war.

Craig: Yeah, um... I feel her pain. (laughs)

Ellie: I hate to be brutal...

But you're going to anyway.

Ellie: You're supposed to write about things you've experienced.

Hazel: Yeah, like your ex.

I just can't pretend to forgive or forget.

Gonna make the day you met me a day you'll regret.

I think Craig's in trouble.

Joey: Angie, be careful with that bag It has the eggs in it.

Angela: I know.

Auntie Caitlin!

Watch!

Angela Elizabeth, what did I just say?

Hey.

You all right?

Joey: This is what happens when little girls don't go to bed on time.

Caitlin: Don't cry, Angie. Come on.

Oh she's fine. Caitlin: I know.

You want to see something really cool?

Watch this!

Woo!

Can your fuddy duddy daddy do that? Huh?

Angela: No! He's old and no fun!

Really?

Watch this.

I am a fun machine.

Oh!

Caitlin: Oh Joey! Are you okay?

Joey: Oh. Oh no, no, no, no, no.

(muted music plays)

Craig: Ashley.

Wait.

Listen.

I've been thinking about things between us and...

I respect you too much for things to keep going on like this.

And you're not shouting at me.

I'm gonna take that as a good sign.

If you have something to say then I want to hear it.

Good.

(sighs) So...

I'm sorry I made fun of your lyrics earlier.

You're a really good writer, and musician,

and that wasn't fair.

This is about my lyrics?

Yeah. What did you think?

I don't know, what was I thinking?

Angela and Caitlin: (play and shout)

Caitlin: Watch out bad guys!

Joey: Ah, no, no, no. Angie, please! No, no, no. Off. Off.

Caitlin: Sweetie, he's a good guy.

Joey: Oh.

Angie, do Daddy a favour, okay?

Go upstairs, go get your Barbie suitcase

and put some things in it, okay?

Your toothbrush, your gotchies...

Angela: Ooh, Barbie suitcase!

Joey: Caitlin, get me the phone, please.

Angie's gonna stay with my mom 'til I feel better.

Craig can help me out around here.

Why don't you let me help out?

(laughs) Thank you. But you're busy.

I can't impose on you like that.

I don't mind.

What? Joey: Well...

It's not all fun and games.

Sometimes she needs a firm hand.

You don't think I can do it, do you?

I think you're great with her.

I just think you're more friend-great than parent-great.

Angie, you can stop packing!

I'm gonna take care of you two.

Okay, guys,

Uh, good luck in the competition tomorrow night.

Spinner: Yeah, we're gonna have lyrics by then, right?

Craig: I got it covered. Armstrong: Up next,

Hell hath no fury.

Um, this song, it has lyrics.

(girls start to play)

� This song is a prize for breaking my heart �

� Should have written these words to you �

� Right from the start �

� You say it doesn't matter, it's all in the past �

� My pain doesn't show it's disguised by this mask �

� But I can't pretend to forgive and forget �

� Gonna make the day you met me �

� A day you'll regret �

� Cuz you're the dust in my eye you're the rock in my shoe �

� Yeah you lie lie lie... ��

Caitlin: Eat your breakfast, Scampy.

Joey: Oh, you don't have to do this.

Caitlin: It's fine.

I got just enough time to drop her off before my meeting.

Angela: I don't like this. Joey: Too bad. Eat up.

Caitlin: I can handle this, thank you.

Um, how about some toast?

No.

Cereal?

I want pancakes!

Joey: Angela!

Pancakes with syrup!

Joey: Angie...

Caitlin: Okay. Uh, pancakes...

We can do it. Coming up.

Um... (dials cell phone)

Dolly, hi, it's Caitlin. Um...

Would you tell Steve I'm gonna be just a little bit late.

Auntie Caitlin! (plop)

Joey: Good morning, breakfast calling.

Please leave your bacon after the tone.

Simpson: Well, that database seems to be working.

Craig: Those lyrics of yours? Not cool.

Ashley: Typical. Self-absorbed Craig actually thinks the song's about him.

Ellie: Wow. So vain.

What's your problem?

You attack me every time I pass you in the hall

and now you're performing that?

Well, what did you expect? "For he's a jolly good fellow"?

Ash, I swear, if you play that song in the competition, I'll-

Have sex with more grade nines?

Guys. Settle down, please.

Craig: You know, if you weren't such a prude,

I'd never have been with Manny.

Oh, but I thought you loved her.

Oh you know what? Go- Simpson: Hey!

One more word, double homework.

Spinner: Dude, where have you been?

I'm out of the contest.

I just wanted to tell you guys.

Jimmy: What? Craig, you can't- Craig: No.

Ashley's won already.

So just forget it, okay?

No. We're not forgetting it. And if Ashley wants a war,

well, we have the ammo, my friend.

We have the ammo. Hit it, Brooks.

(music plays)

� (rapping) Our homey is a playa and that is all �

� so why'd you have to go and kick his- �

� Ball and chain ain't that your name �

� 'Cause you a playa-hater and that's a shame �

� And chicks like you ain't worth too much �

� So shut up girl- and make my lunch �

� Yeah ��

Craig. Me and you. Walk.

Craig: That rap is never leaving our garage.

Marco: Which is why you need to write us lyrics, okay? A.S.A.P.

Craig: Marco...

Marco: Well, what do you have so far.

Look, maybe I can help.

Craig: Look, I'm blocked, okay?

I mean, this whole thing with Ash and Manny...

It's like I try and write and nothing comes out.

So glad I'm not into girls.

Okay.

(yells)

Have you lost it?!

What? Clears my head.

Go. Try it. - No!

It gets the creative juices flowing. Just-

No. I'm not doing that.

Then it's Spinner's sexist rap.

Okay.

(pathetic yell)

No. You have to do it like you mean it.

Go.

(huge yell)

No. Sorry. Nothing.

Joey: So did you and Auntie Caitlin have fun shopping today?

Angela: It was okay.

I'm gonna go out and play.

Sweetie, I need you to wash your hands for dinner.

Angela: Five minutes.

Caitlin: No. I need you to wash them now.

Angela: Bye! Stop right there, missy!

Wash those hands, now!

You heard me. Angela: I hate you!

Marco: Is that Craig?

You like? It's amazing what you can do

with a computer these days.

Craig: I give up.

Ashley: And sorry, I care why?

All you care about is making my life a living hell.

Do you have any idea what my life's been like for the past few months?

Please, not this again.

Ashley: You think this T-shirt's hard to deal with, or our song?

I wanted to die, Craig. I felt that bad.

Okay. Well, you're not listening-

Ashley: No. It's not okay. It'll never be okay.

Craig: I'm sorry. Okay?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

How many times do I have to say it?!

Until you mean it.

� You say it doesn't matter it's all in the past �

� My pain doesn't show it's disguised by this mask �

� But I can't pretend to forgive and forget �

� Gonna make the day you met me �

� A day you'll regret �

� Cuz you're the dust in my eye you're the rock in my shoe �

� Yeah you lie lie lie... �

� Better watch what you say cuz I'm on to you �

� Mr. Nice Guy �

� Whoa-oa-oa-oa-oa �

� Mr. Nice Guy ��

You're so nice.

Audience: (enthusiastic cheers)

Okay, so they're good.

Spinner: Even if they sucked,

we don't have a chance without a singer.

Liberty: I have you down as a rock quartet.

Shall I downgrade to a power trio?

Our singer will be here any second.

Well, it better be one of the next 60. On in one minute!

Ash got to him.

It's obvious.

So, we'll do it without Craig.

With my lyrics.

Audience: (enthusiastic cheers)

Chris Woodward: Wow. Those girls knocked that one out of the park!

Next up to bat we got the Downtown Sasquatch.

Audience: (smattering of applause)

Spinner: Hi, we're Downtown Sasquatch.

Woo!

Uh, okay, and uh...

Here's a little song we like to call...

We're still thinking of a name for it.

Woo!

Audience: (laughs)

Spinner: And it goes a little something like this.

(counts beats on drum sticks) Spin!

Craig: And...

It goes like this.

� I don't know if you'll forgive me �

� For being so blind to how you felt �

� Don't ask me why I couldn't see it �

� And that'd take me years to figure out �

� And that's not something I know much about �

� But there's only one way to find out �

� Yeah yeah yeah �

� What I know is that I hurt you �

� What I know is that I suck �

� And what I know is that I'm sorry �

� What I know is that I'm loser �

� And yeah what I know is I screwed up �

� And then I never earned your trust �

� What I know is that everything I touch �

� Just turns to dust ��

Audience: (cheers wildly)

Joey: How'd it go?

Caitlin: She still won't even open the door.

I feel horrible.

Joey: Well, at least she's not old enough to steal your car.

That was Craig's version of "The Test".

It was like my mother's voice came right out of my mouth.

Joey: Well, it happens to the best of us.

Look, I think it's great that you and Angie get along,

but you can't just be her friend.

She's just a kid. You have to set limits.

Yeah.

But I called her missy.

(laughs) It's catchy.

Well, that's something.

You did great.

She may not like you right now but she respects you.

I'd rather have the like part back.

You will. Just stick around, okay?

Spinner and Marco: (laughs excitedly) Yeah! We won! We won!

Jimmy: Yes. (laughs)

Marco: Good job, buddy!

Spinner: Oh, are you here to bring us down? Because...

We won fair and square.

Yeah, you did. Congratulations.

And Craig...

Nice lyrics. They were just right.

Thanks.

DVD captions: CNST, Montreal

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