Original subtitles

♪ Got a band

that's really cool ♪

♪ Stealing words

from you know who ♪

♪ Playing gigs when we can ♪

♪ Trying to impress our fans ♪

♪ Older sister goes berserk ♪

♪ Her temper is

her biggest quirk ♪

♪ I got a plan

that might just work ♪

♪ Now, we're gonna rock

and we're gonna roll ♪

♪ We are Grojband, whoa! ♪

(COFFEE POURS THEN SLOSHES)

KIN:

YOU'RE DOING GREAT, BRO!

YOU'VE BEEN AWAKE

FOR 79 HOURS!

IS THIS PART OF YOUR PROJECT

FOR THE SCHOOL SCIENCE FAIR?

WHOA! OOF!

NO. HE THINKS HIS DREAMS WILL

BE MORE AWESOME

IF HE "SAVES THEM UP."

THIS IS MY PROJECT.

GUYS, I HAVE THE PERFECT PROJECT

FOR US!

WE'RE GONNA BLOW

THE UNIVERSE'S MIND

BY DEMONSTRATING

THE HEALING POWERS OF ROCK!

UM... HOW?

EASY!

TUBA TIM HAS A GNARLY COLD.

(TUBA TIM SNEEZES)

WE PUT SOME HEADPHONES ON HIM,

ROCK A TUNE,

SCIENCE HAPPENS AND POOF,

HIS COLD IS GONE!

GROJBAND PROVES IT'S THE CURE

FOR WHAT AILS YA!

WELL, I WAS GONNA SHOW YOU

MY SHRINK RAY,

BUT THIS IS WAY BETTER!

I'LL JUST PUT THIS DOWN HERE

WHERE IT CAN CAUSE

NO HARM AT ALL.

KON:

IF WE'RE GONNA ROCK,

I SHOULD CATCH A NAP FIRST.

LET'S SEE WHAT KINDA DREAM STEW

HAS BEEN BUBBLIN'

FOR 79 HOURS!

(SNORES)

WHATEVER YOUR PROJECT IS,

BURN IT

AND AVOID

PUBLIC UNWORTHINESS.

THE TOGETHER FOREVER TESTER

THAT I FORCED MINA TO BUILD

IS GONNA PROVE THAT NICK AND I

WILL BE TOGETHER FOREVER.

SORRY, SIS,

GROJBAND'S GONNA WIN

THE SCIENCE FAIR THIS YEAR.

C'MON, GUYS,

LET'S GO SEE IF TIM'S COLD

IS ANY WORSE.

LANEY:

FINGERS CROSSED!

THERE'S NO WAY I'M GONNA LET

THE SCIENCE OF DESTINY

GET OOZED ON

BY THE SCIENCE OF... WHATEVER!

I'M WRECKING THEIR STUFF!

(ENERGY HUMS)

(YAWNS) AGHHHH!

AGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!

(EVIL LAUGH)

OOF! AGHHH!

WEEEEEE!

WOW! YOU DISAPPEARED

THEIR DRUMS!

YEAH. I THOUGHT THIS

WAS A FLAMETHROWER,

BUT WHATEVS.

WHAT A FUN HORRIBLE DREAM!

I GOTTA RECORD THIS

FOR KIN!

WOOOOO-HOOOO!

(SPLASH)

♪ Stomach bile selfie ♪

MAYOR MELLOW:

MELLO STUDENTS!

WELCOME TO THE ELEMENTARY HIGH

SCIENCE FAIR!

YOUR PROJECTS BETTER BE GOOD!

'CAUSE THIS JUDGE

IS IN A JUDGING MOOD!

NICK:

GUEST JUDGE, NICK MALLORY,

WANTS YOU TO BELIEVE

IN YOURSELVES.

X DOESN'T EQUAL Y.

IT EQUALS WHY NOT?

(SNEEZES,

TUBA HONKS)

COREY:

DON'T WORRY, TUBA TIM.

WE'LL ROCK YOUR COLD AWAY.

-COREY: RIGHT, LANES?

-LANEY: SURE, CORE.

AS SOON AS KON GETS HERE

AND YOU KNOW,

WE GET SOME VIRUS-KILLING

LYRICS.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

KON SAYS HE'S DREAMING

HE'S BEEN SHRUNK DOWN

AND SWALLOWED BY TRINA.

BUT THAT'S RIDICULOUS.

OR IS IT?!

TRINA:

(GIGGLES) I'M SO GLAD

YOU'RE GUEST JUDGING THIS YE...

(LAUGHS HARD,

BELCHES LOUDLY)

YEP.

HE'S IN THERE.

BUT MY SHRINK RAY

ONLY LASTS FOR AN HOUR!

OR THE EXACT AMOUNT

OF TIME

BEFORE BEING SMALL

GETS BORING!

SO WHAT HAPPENS

IF KON GETS BORED?

KIN:

HE'LL REVERT BACK

TO HIS NORMAL SIZE

AND TRINA WILL EXPLODE!

YEESH! I LOVE

WHEN TRINA EXPLODES,

BUT NOT LIKE THIS!

WE GOTTA GET KON

OUTTA THERE!

WE'LL NEED TRINA,

MY SHRINK RAY,

AND A REEEEEEALLY SMALL

SUBMARINE!

(SMASH)

TRINA:

WAY TO NOT MAKE A FLAMETHROWER,

SCIENCE-FAILERS!

LANEY:

WOW. THAT'S CONVENIENT.

COREY:

IT GETS CONVENIENTER.

KIN:

LET'S GET SHRINKY!

(ENERGY HUMS)

STUDENT:

MY MINI SUB WILL BRING

THE OCEAN DEPTHS

TO THE COMMON MAN.

LIES HAVE NO PLACE

IN SCIENCE!

YOU GET

A DISQUALIFICATION RIBBON!

COREY:

NOW TO GET YOU INSIDE

TRINA'S FACE... BUT HOW?

SLINGSHOT KID:

YEAH, IT'S A SLINGSHOT I MADE.

IT'S PRETTY RAD.

TRINA:

COME ON, MINA!

THE QUICKER YOU SCIENCE UP

THIS JUNK,

THE QUICKER I CAN PROVE

TO THE WORLD

THAT I AM DESTINED TO BE WITH...

(GASPS) HUNKY NICK MALLORY!

(LOVESICK SIGH,

LOUD SPLAT)

EEEE!

GOOD THING

YOU PRACTICED

WITH THAT CHERRY TOMATO.

YOU'D BETTER NOT DO

THAT WITH KIN.

NICK MALLORY,

YOU WILL BE M-

(GACK! COUGHS)

COREY:

YES! DOWN THE HATCH!

KIN:

AGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!

(SPLASH)

HEY, BRO!

WELCOME TO MY DREAM!

SOGGY CHEESE DOODLE?

YOU'RE AWAKE!

YOU'VE BEEN SHRUNK

AND YOU'RE IN TRINA'S STOMACH!

WE GOTTA GET YOU OUTTA HERE

BEFORE YOU UNSHRINK

AND TRINA GOES KA-BLOOEY!

KIN SAYS THEY'RE HEADED

FOR TRINA'S SWEAT GLANDS.

KON VETOED PLAN "P."

THEN TRINA NEEDS

TO WORK UP A SWEAT!

♪ Not gonna get peed out ♪

WHAT DO WE DO

WITH THE MIGHTY POTATO?

WE MASH IT,

WE FRY IT,

BUT TRAPPED WITHIN

IS PURE ENERGY!

BEHOLD

THE POTATO-POWERED CLOCK!

(GASPS)

NICK WAS HOPING THIS PROJECT

HAD A SNACKING COMPONENT.

MAYOR MELLOW:

THIS SCIENCE FAIR IS LOOKING

SCIENCE POOR TO ME.

WHY HASN'T NICK COME OVER

TO TELL ME I'M THE BEST YET?!

THIS POTATO-POWERED

HEAT LAMP

WILL REALLY GET

HER PORES PUMPING.

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT.

KON, THAT PINK SKY

IS TRINA'S SKIN.

IF SHE EXPLODES,

THIS "BEAUTIFUL NIGHT"

WILL BE ALL OVER THE GYM.

AWESOME! I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE

HOW I'LL DREAM THAT UP!

I BET IT'LL BE ALL...

(IMITATES AN EXPLOSION)

KIN:

(GASPS) SHE'S SWEATING!

HERE WE GO, BRO!

SO... HOT!

SWEATING IS FOR GROSS FARMERS!

(GROWLS)

OKAY. PLAN C.

TELL KIN TO HEAD FOR THE MOUTH.

CLARE ROOT:

WHY SMELL ONE

OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS,

WHEN YOU CAN SMELL THEM ALL

AT THE SAME TIME?

WITH CHEMISTRY!

AND YOU CAN SMELL

ALL YOUR FAILURES AT ONCE

WITH ONE OF THESE!

NICK CAN "SCENTS" YOUR PAIN,

BUT HE "NOSE" YOU'LL DO FINE.

HEH, PUNS.

(FAN WHIRS,

SPRAY HISSES)

(SNIFFING) TRINA,

DO YOU SMELL THAT?

(SNIFFING) FRIED CHICKEN!

POPCORN!

MMM! MY MOUTH IS STARTING

TO SALIVATE.

LOOK OUT, SALIVA POOL!

HERE I COME!

DROOLING IS FOR FARMERS

WITH RETAINERS!

KIN SAYS YOUR FAN THINGY

DIDN'T WORK.

YOUR SISTER'S A ROBOT!

AND WHAT DESTROYS

ALL ROBOTS?

A CAN OPENER? BUS?

DYNAMITE!

EMOTIONS, FELLA.

WE GOTTA MAKE TRINA CRY!

SURE I CAN'T SELL YOU

ON THE DYNAMITE IDEA?

KON:

WHAT IS THAT THING?

A BLACK HOLE?

KIN:

NO, THAT'S HER HEART.

KON:

THIS FUN DREAM IS TURNING

INTO A NIGHTMARE! FIX IT!

KIN:

HOW CAN I FIX YOUR DREAM?

KON:

SO I AM DREAMING!

(GASPS) WHICH MEANS

THIS IS A NIGHTMARE!

KIN:

(SIGHS)

NICK DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE

INTO SCIENCE, TRINA RIFFIN.

ONLY THE MOST INTO IT!

SO WHAT'S YOUR THEORY,

PROFESSOR?

IF SCIENCE TELLS TRINA THAT

SHE'LL NEVER GET AWAY FROM ME,

SHE'LL TURN ON THE WATERWORKS

FOR SURE.

KIN AND KON

WILL GET CRIED OUT

AND WE'LL GET LYRICS

FOR OUR OWN EXPERIMENT.

I HOPE IT WORKS.

KIN AND KON MUST

BE TERRIFIED.

♪ They should be,

but they're not ♪

KIN:

I WISH WE COULD

JUST STAY HERE FOREVER.

I'M LEARNING SO MUCH,

AND THE STRESS OF MY NORMAL LIFE

HAS FLUSHED AWAY.

FEELS LIKE THE SAME OL' THING

FOR LIKE AN HOUR.

I'M GETTIN' BORED.

BORED?!

OH NO, OH NO, OH NO!

(PHONE VIBRATES)

KIN SAYS

KON'S GETTING BORED!

HURRY!

HEY, MINA, IS THAT

TOGETHER-FOREVER TESTER

GONNA SAY THAT NICK

AND TRINA

WILL BE TOGETHER FOREVER?

DUNNO. IT'S AN EXPERIMENT.

THERE ARE NO GUARANTEES!

THAT'S SCIENCE!

BUT IF TRINA DOESN'T GET

THE RESULT SHE WANTS,

IS SHE GOING TO YELL

AT SCIENCE OR YOU?

BUT THERE'S LIKE

AN 80% CHANCE

THAT THEY'LL BE TOGETHER

FOREVER!

WHICH STILL LEAVES

A 90% CHANCE OF...

"MINA, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"

IT'S ONLY A 20% CHA-

IF I WERE YOU,

I'D JUST MAKE THE MACHINE

READ "TOGETHER FOREVER"

NO MATTER WHAT.

UNLESS YOU WANT TRINA

TO BE DISAPPOINTED?!

(GASPS,

KEYS CLACK RAPIDLY)

THE SCIENCE OF DESTINY,

HUH?

WELL, LET'S HOPE THIS AIN'T

YOUR RIBBON OF DESTINY!

BOOM-SHAKA-LACKA!

THIS MACHINE CAN PREDICT

HOW LONG A COUPLE WILL LAST

FROM "NOT EVER"

TO "FOREVER EVER."

OBSERVE. NICK?

(DINGING)

I KNEW IT! WE'RE MEANT TO BE

TOGETHER TOTES FOREVER!

COREY:

I'M NOT SURE I WANT TO SHARE

THE GARAGE THAT LONG.

THIS MACHINE THINKS FAMILY

SHOULD BE TOGETHER FOREVER.

NICK DIGS THAT.

WHAT?

NO FAIR, COREY!

YOU BLINDED ME...

WITH SCIENCE!

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYS)

♪♪

WHAAAAA!

(SPLAT)

KIN:

WELL, NO ONE'S SCREAMING

IN HORROR.

I GUESS WE DID IT.

KON:

WOW! EVERYONE'S IN MY DREAM!

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

BEHOLD THE HEALING

POWERS OF ROCK!

(FIZZLES, HUMMING,

BUTTONS CLICK)

♪♪

♪ You try to predict

what makes me tick ♪

♪ It makes me sick ♪

♪ I'm about to go atomic ♪

♪ You're particle-y annoying

that's why ♪

♪ I want to be a zombie

like an alkali ♪

♪ You've turned all my protons ♪

♪ Into con-tons ♪

(DRUMMING)

(KEYTAR SOLO)

(CHEERING)

♪♪

♪ You've turned

all my protons ♪

♪ Into con-tons ♪

♪ Let's start

a chain reaction ♪

♪ To break this bond,

yeah! ♪

(INHALES) AHHH!

I CAN BREATHE!

MY COLD WAS ROCKED AWAY!

(PLAYS THE TUBA)

MAYOR MELLOW:

GROJBAND WINS FIRST PRIZE

AND ONLY PRIZE!

POW!

HMM...

THAT WAS WAY LESS FUN

THAN DISQUALIFYING PEOPLE.

I NEVER WOULD'VE DREAMED

WE'D WIN THIS THING!

THAT MUST MEAN...

I REALLY GOT SHRUNK!

WELL, CORE, LOOKS LIKE MUSIC

REALLY CAN HEAL.

MAYBE, GUY,

BUT SOMETIMES

THINGS DON'T NEED TO BE HEALED,

LIKE OUR INSIDES.

THEY'RE GOOEY AND GROSS

FOR A REASON

AND AN INNER JOURNEY

MIGHT JUST MAKE THINGS WORSE.

FORCING A DREAM INSIDE

COULD FORCE SOMETHING

MORE IMPORTANT OUTSIDE,

AND THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW

YOU'RE EXPLODING

ALL OVER THE GYM.

I DON'T THINK

I'LL SLEEP TONIGHT.

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE.

(STEAM HISSES)

(IMPRESSED)

OH...

EXPLAIN 'EM ALL READY!

I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!

KIN:

OH, THESE?

MY SHOE-NIVERSITIES?

SHOE-NIVERSITIES?

I GOT THE IDEA

WHEN I HEARD SOMEONE TALK

ABOUT WALKING A MILE

IN ANOTHER MAN'S SHOES.

THAT'S SO FAR!

THEY MUST REALLY STINK.

AGGHHH!

(SNIFFS)

SMOOOOTH.

THEY TEACH YOU

WHILE YOU WALK!

THAT'S AS RIDICULOUS

AS WHATEVER COREY'S ABOUT

TO BURST IN AND SAY.

GUYS!

I BOOKED US A GIG

AT BEAN BARNEY'S

NEW COFFEE HOUSE!

I DON'T KNOW

ABOUT COFFEE SHOPS.

THEY'RE FULL OF HIPSTERS.

WHAT'S A HIPSTER?

(SNAPS FINGERS)

DEAD ROLLING EYES,

SILLY T-SHIRTS,

TIGHT PANTS,

AND THEY NEVER LIKE ANYTHING.

SO LAME.

HMM... IT'S LIKE I'VE SEEN

THAT HARSH JUDGING EYE ROLL

SOMEWHERE BEFORE.

KIN:

YOU'RE WRONG ABOUT ONE THING,

LANEY.

HIPSTERS NEVER LIKE ANYTHING

UNLESS IT'S OBSCURE.

LIKE THE BARELY-KNOWN ROCK GOD

DARK-RIM GLASSIUS?

BOTH:

ROCK LORE TIME!

KIN:

DARK-RIM GLASSIUS WAS QUIET,

STRANGE,

AND DESPITE CLAIMS

THAT HE WAS "ARTSY,"

HE WAS JUST NOT GOOD AT ALL.

BUT NO ONE HAD EVER

HEARD OF HIM,

SO FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON,

ANCIENT HIPSTERS

WORSHIPPED HIM,

AND HE MADE THEM FEEL COOL.

HIPSTERS ONLY LIKE MUSIC

THAT NO ONE HAS EVER HEARD OF.

THIS IS PERFECT!

NO ONE'S EVER HEARD OF US!

(GROUPIES SCREAM)

EVER!

LET'S GO OUT THE BACK.

♪ Wicked cool transition ♪

BARNEY:

I DON'T KNOW ABOUT

THESE HIPSTER KIDS, COREY.

THEY DON'T LIKE NOTHIN',

NOT EVEN S'MORES!

UGH! THAT S'MORE IS TRYING

SO HARD TO LOOK TASTY.

BARNEY:

AND THEY'VE DRIVEN

A DOZEN BANDS OFF STAGE

JUST BY ROLLIN' THEIR EYES!

(SOBBING)

GROJBAND CAN HANDLE

A FEW EYE ROLLS.

DON'T BE SO SURE,

COREY!

ONCE THOSE HIPSTER EYES

ROLL AT YOU...

YOU FEEL WORTHLESS!

THEY'RE JUST LOOKING

FOR SOMETHING

THEY'VE NEVER HEARD OF,

AND NO ONE HAS EVER HEARD

OF GROJBAND!

(DOORBELL JINGLES)

EXCEPT HER.

TRINA:

WHY AREN'T THESE PEOPLE

AUTOMATICALLY FAWNING OVER ME?

I'VE BEEN HERE

FOR AT LEAST FIVE SECONDS.

UH, TRY RE-FLIPPING

YOUR HAIR, TRINA?

TOO CUTE!

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(SLURPS) LAME.

GRRR!

I'LL BLEAT MY DEETS.

"TOTES UP IN THE BEAN BARN."

(PHONE BLEATS)

WHAT?!

NONE OF THEM FOLLOW ME

ON BLEATER?!

UH, ONE OF US DOES.

COREY:

PERFECT. TRINA'S HERE

AND ALREADY FRAZZLED.

LOOK AT HER, TRYING SO HARD

TO FIT IN WITH THE COOL KIDS.

WE'LL HAVE LYRICS

IN NO TIME.

UH, SORRY TO INTERRUPT

YOUR, UH, BLINKING,

BUT I'D LIKE TO INTRODUCE

TONIGHT'S ACT:

GROJBAND!

WOW! THAT'S THE MOST EXCITED

I'VE EVER SEEN 'EM.

I'VE NEVER HEARD

OF THESE GUYS.

THEY MUST BE AWESOME.

THEY ARE SO HILARIOUSLY

UN-AWESOME,

IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY.

SO YOU'VE HEARD

OF THEM?

TOTES.

THESE GUYS ARE

SO OVERPLAYED.

HEY, EVERYONE!

I HOPE YOU'LL BE READY TO ROCK

LATER TONIGHT

BECAUSE WE'RE...

(SCOFFS)

(SCOFFS)

GIRL:

MEH.

(HYPERVENTILATING)

I FEEL SO... WORTHLESS.

FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER,

I DON'T FEEL

COMPLETELY AWESOME!

HIPSTERS! I HATE AND FEAR THEM

AT THE SAME TIME!

COREY:

THAT'S IT! NO ONE SHOOS US AWAY

FROM A GIG!

HMM. SHOES, EH?

WAIT HERE, GANG!

(BULB SMASHES)

I'M NOT CLEANING THAT.

♪ Hipster clock

mustache wipe ♪

COREY:

IF I KINDA OVERHEARD

WHAT I THINK I KINDA OVERHEARD,

THESE SHOES TEACH YOU

WHILE YOU WALK.

SO WALKING BACKWARDS

MUST MAKE YOU FORGET!

IF THOSE HIPSTERS WANT OBSCURE,

THEN THEY'RE GONNA GET IT.

GROJBAND'LL BE THE FIRST BAND

THAT'S NEVER EVEN HEARD

OF ITSELF!

♪♪

WHAT WAS I SAYING?

MEH.

MY BROTHER'S UBER LAME.

THIS ONE TIME HE WAS ALL LIKE,

"THIS THING IS COOL!"

WHATEVER!

AM I RIGHT?

SORRY,

WERE YOU TALKING AT ME?

FINALLY! WE GOTTA GO OVER

OUR SETLIST.

WHAT DO YOU WANNA PLAY?

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO PLAY.

WELL, REMEMBER QUICK,

OR WE'RE GONNA LOSE OUR GIG!

MEH. WHO CARES?

(RECORD SCRATCHES)

(SPITS)

(GASPS)

HE DOESN'T KNOW

ANY SONGS?

OR CARE ABOUT MUSIC?

THIS IS THE GREATEST BAND

OF ALL TIME.

(APPLAUDING)

WOW! THIS CROWD

IS ON FIRE!

(SHRUGS)

MEH.

OKAY.

WHAT HAPPENED TO CORE?

IT COULD ONLY BE

ONE THING!

THE SHOE-NIVERSATIES!

KON:

BUT IF HE USED

THE SHOE-NIVERSITIES,

WOULDN'T HE BE LIKE SUPER SMART

AND KNOW EXTRA SONGS?

NOT IF HE WALKED...

BACKWARDS!

HE MUST'VE WALKED BACKWARDS

A BAZILLION MILES

TO BUILD UP

THIS KINDA STINK.

HMM...

HE DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING,

SO HE PROBABLY DOESN'T CARE

ABOUT ANYTHING, EITHER.

HE'S THE PERFECT HIPSTER!

(PHONE BLEATS)

COREY JUST CHECKED IN

AT THE ZOO

AND BLEATED "BEARS. MEH."

QUICK!

LET'S GO FIND HIM

BEFORE HE DOES SOMETHING ELSE

ANNOYINGLY BLASE!

MINA:

MAYBE THE HIPSTERS

DON'T LIKE YOU

BECAUSE THEY THINK

YOU'RE TRYING TOO HARD.

SO I HAVE TO PUT MORE EFFORT

INTO NOT TRYING SO HARD.

THAT'S GONNA

TAKE A LOT OF WORK.

MINA, PACE HARDER!

(STOMPING)

(BEAR GROWLS)

I DON'T KNOW WHY

THAT'S SO COOL.

(ROARS)

MEH.

LANEY:

HEY, KID!

WHAT'S GOING ON?

THAT BEAR WAS TRYING

SO HARD TO BE A BEAR.

WE GET IT,

YOU ROAR.

MEH.

LANEY:

APATHETIC BEAR, BORED CROWD.

THIS REEKS OF HIPSTER COREY.

(PHONE BLEATS)

COREY SAYS,

"SKYDIVING? WHATEVER."

WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

I'VE FINALLY CONQUERED

MY FEAR OF HEIGHTS!

MEH.

(SOBBING)

CAMERAMAN:

OH WOW! OH WOW!

A DOUBLE RAINBOW!

-COREY: MEH.

-CAMERAMAN: HE'S RIGHT.

YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN

A TRIPLE RAINBOW!

MUSCLEHEAD:

I AM REALLY STRONG!

MEH.

I NEVER THOUGHT OF IT

LIKE THAT BEFORE. UGH!

(PHONE BLEATS)

LANEY:

GUYS! IT'S ANOTHER BLEAT

FROM COREY!

"PARASAILING STRAPPED TO A BEAR

ONTO UFO? LAME."

BOTH:

MEH.

IF WE'RE GONNA PLAY OUR GIG

TONIGHT AT THE BEAN BARN,

WE NEED COREY

TO SNAP OUT OF IT.

(GASPS)

HE NEEDS TO WALK FORWARD

IN MY SHOE-NIVERSITIES!

THAT'S IT! WE'LL NEVER BE

ECCENTRIC SHOE BARONS

WITH A NAME LIKE

"SHOE-NIVERSITY!"

(ENERGY HUMS)

OH LOOK, KIN,

OUR "ED-SHOE-CATIONS"

ARE GLOWING!

SEEMS LIKE HE'S WALKING A LOT

BUT GOING NOWHERES.

(SIGHS) DOESN'T ANYONE CARE

ABOUT ANYTHING ANYMORE?

I KNOW, IT'S SAD.

IT IS?

THE SHOES MUST BE WORKING.

THEY'RE TEACHING COREY

TO CARE!

WE'VE GOTTA SPEED

HIS RECOVERY UP.

(CRANKS UP THE TREADMILL)

IT MIGHT BE TOO MUCH

TO FAST.

YEAH,

AND IT MIGHT NOT BE.

HE'S GONNA BLOW!

(EXPLOSIONS)

WELL, IT WORKED.

MOST ACCIDENTS HAPPEN

WHILE WALKING.

IT'S A LONG WALK

TO THE GIG,

SO I'LL MAIL YOU THERE -

WITH DAMAGE INSURANCE.

I JUST CARE SO MUCH

ABOUT YOU GUYS.

AND MY SISTER.

SHE JUST WANTS TO BE LIKED.

QUICK! TURN HIM BACK

INTO A JERK!

I TOTALLY SEE IT

AND JUNK.

IT'S THE PERFECT WAY

TO PRETEND

I DON'T CARE ABOUT BEING POPULAR

WITH THE HIPSTERS,

TO MAKE ME POPULAR

WITH THE HIPSTERS!

YOINK!

IT'S BULLETPROOF, TRINA.

I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE IT

IN ACTION.

♪ Pretending to be cool

is cool ♪

REMEMBER,

YOU DON'T LIKE ANYTHING.

STAY FOCUSED.

MEH.

I KNOW,

RIGHT?

I DIDN'T ORDER NO PACKAGE

THAT WEIGHS AS MUCH AS A BAND!

LANEY:

LET US OUT!

UNNNGGGH!

BARNEY:

(GASPS) WHERE'S COREY?

YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO GO ON

ANY MINUTE!

COREY:

THANKS FOR DOING THIS,

NICK.

TRINA'S TRYING SO HARD

TO FIT IN HERE,

BUT I KNOW SEEING YOU WOULD

REALLY PUT A SMILE ON HER FACE.

TRINA:

NICK? HERE?

CAN'T SMILE.

THE HIPSTERS MIGHT SEE ME!

(STRUGGLING)

NICK:

TRINA RIFFIN.

IF THESE HIPSTERS DON'T LIKE YOU

FOR WHO YOU ARE,

JUST KNOW THAT

NICK MALLORY DOES.

HEART:

O... M...

TRINA:

GEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

♪♪

SIIIIIGH.

COREY:

KEEPING MY BAND SAFE,

MAKING TRINA SMILE,

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

AND GETTING A KILLER SONG.

I'D SAY THIS IS

OUR BEST GIG YET.

TRULY, A WONDERFUL DAY!

LANEY:

UGH! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

♪♪

♪ If you're real ♪

♪ Let's see those black-rimmed

hipster shades ♪

♪ Shades, shades,

shades, shades ♪

Corey:

♪ Then we all can dance ♪

♪ In our grandpa's

vintage pants ♪

♪ Whatever ♪

Corey:

♪ Don't act like

nothin's cool ♪

Laney, Kon and Kin:

♪ Bad posture ♪

Corey:

♪ Who you tryin' to fool? ♪

Laney, Kon and Kin:

♪ Green energy ♪

Corey:

♪ Be what you're dying to be! ♪

♪ Just don't worry 'bout

who's gonna see! ♪

♪ Just be wicked real like me ♪

All:

♪ Our band is lame now

that we've wrote a song ♪

(CHEERING)

KIN:

AAAAAAND DONE.

YOU GOTTA WALK BACKWARDS, DUDE.

SLOWLY!

I PUT THESE THINGS BACK TOGETHER

MOSTLY WITH GUM.

LANEY:

AT LEAST WE CAN FIX THIS EASILY.

I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE

OF CARING COREY.

CHANCE HAPPENING:

THIS JUST IN...

CITIZENS EVERYWHERE

HAVE BECOME EYE-ROLLING,

SHRUGGING HIPSTERS.

WHO WILL MAKE THIS TOWN

CARE AGAIN?

I'LL TELL YOU WHO -

ALL OF US.

BECAUSE NOT CARING

IS NOT LIVING.

LIFE IS LIKE A SKYDIVING BEAR.

IT'S BIG, FAST, HAIRY,

AND YOU SHOULD JUST ENJOY

THE RIDE

BEFORE IT BITES YOUR ARMS OFF.

IF WE ALL JUST LEARN

TO LIVE A LITTLE

AND CARE A LOT,

WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO FIX

THIS TOWN.

WHADDYA SAY, PEACEVILLE?

ALL:

MEH.

WELL, I TRIED.

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE!