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 just might work ♪

♪ Now, we're gonna rock

and we're gonna roll ♪

♪ We are Grojband, whoa! ♪

(LOW HOWLING-MOAN)

HOWLING HEIGHTS MOUNTAIN.

SO NAMED FOR ITS OCCASIONAL

HOWLING,

AND ITS CONSTANT HEIGHTS.

AND NOW, IT HAS GIVEN LOCAL

KID-IN-A-BAND COREY RIFFIN,

A DEATH WISH.

THAT'S RIGHT, BUZZ.

INSTEAD OF A SAD

WINDY MOAN,

PEACEVILLE'S GONNA HEAR

WICKED ROCK MUSIC

BLASTING DOWN FROM THE HIGHEST

POINT ON EARTH!

AND HOW DO YOU RESPOND

TO PEOPLE WHO SAY

THAT YOU FOUR KIDS,

WHO HAVE NEVER CLIMBED

A MOUNTAIN,

ARE PRETTY MUCH DOOMED?

I SAY THE ROCK-TOP,

ROCK AND ROLL

ROCKING ON TOP OF A ROCK EVENT

IS GONNA ROCK YOUR WORLDS!

(MIC FEEDBACK)

AND SO BEGINS THE GROJBAND

DEATHWATCH.

MORE AT SIX!

LANEY:

SO THIS IS HOW YOU TELL

YOUR BAND

THEY'RE CLIMBING A MOUNTAIN?

WE'RE CLIMBING A MOUNTAIN!

NO BAND'S EVER DONE THAT!

NO HUMAN BAND,

BUT LEGEND HAS IT...

HOWLING HEIGHTS WAS HOME TO THE

GREATEST SASQUATCH BAND EVER!

KIN:

"THE WALKING CARPETS" OWNED

THE SASQUATCH MUSIC SCENE,

PLAYING THE HOTTEST FROZEN

PEAKS OF THE WORLD!

THIS WAS WAY BACK...

WHEN SAXOPHONE WAS COOL,

AND NOT SUPER-CHEESY.

(PLAYS A SAX RIFF)

(MOUNTAIN RUMBLES)

BUT THEY WERE BURIED

IN AN AVALANCHE

ON HOWLING HEIGHTS...

FOREVER.

OR, UNTIL THEY DIED.

THE POINT IS,

THEY WERE LOST UP THERE.

AND NOW THE GHOST OF THEIR

SAX PLAYER MOANS

WITH THE BLOWING WIND.

WELL, HUMANS HAVE EVOLVED

SINCE THEN!

WE'LL BE FINE!

NOW, EVERYONE PUT ON AN EXTRA

PAIR OF SOCKS.

SO IN THIS ONE, NICK'S HAIR

LOOKS SILKY,

SO IT GOES NEAR THE TOP.

AND THIS ONE LOOKS

MORNING FRESH,

SO IT SHOULD GO

NEAR THE MIDDLE.

WOW!

YOU REALLY LIKE NICK'S HAIR.

BECAUSE IT'S EPIC!

AND I LIKE ALL THINGS NICK.

BUT YOU'VE TRIED LIKING LOTS

OF STUFF HE LIKES.

THAT WON'T STOP YOU

FROM HELPING ME TO TRY,

NO MATTER HOW MEGA SUPER

HARD IT IS.

OOF!

♪ Nick likes

when you try things ♪

KIN:

WE'RE ALL PACKED!

I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE

A GHOST SASQUATCH.

ARE YOU GIRLS SURE YOU WANNA

VOLUNTEER FOR THIS?

KATE, ALLIE:

TOTALLY!

COREY:

WE'LL BE AT THE TOP OF HOWLING

HEIGHTS BEFORE YOU CAN SAY,

"OH NO,

MY FEET ARE FROZEN."

THEN WE'LL BLAST OUR MUSIC

AND COVER THE WHOLE TOWN!

WHAT? I WILL SO UN-LET

COREY'S LAME MUSIC

RAIN DOWN FROM THE SKY!

WELL, CLIMBING A MOUNTAIN

IS PRETTY DANGEROUS,

MAYBE THEY'LL FALL OFF?

TRINA:

HM. MAYBE THEY WILL.

"TANKS" FOR THE IDEA, MINA.

"TANKS" A LOT.

(WIND HOWLS, TRINA LAUGHS)

KON:

SO... C-C-C-COLD...

COREY:

COME ON, GUYS.

YOU DON'T HEAR OUR

GROUPIES COMPLAINING.

(SHIVERING)

COREY:

WE MADE IT!

ARE YOU READY TO MAKE ROCK

AND ROLL HISTORY, PEACEVILLE?

(WIND HOWLS, CRICKET CHIRPS)

YOU DO REALIZE WE DON'T HAVE

ANY LYRICS YET, RIGHT?

NO PROB, LANES.

WE'LL GET 'EM WHEN

WE CLIMB DOWN AFTER REHEARSAL.

REHEARSAL?! WE HAVE TO CLIMB

THE MOUNTAIN AGAIN?!

WE ALMOST DIED,

LIKE, TEN TIMES!

I COUNTED NINE.

YOU FORGOT THE GIANT

ICICLE SPEAR.

THIS'LL BE WAY EASY!

MINA! TOTALLY DO THE TANK THING

NOW!

MINA:

(GIGGLES) I SO GET YOUR "TANKS"

JOKE NOW, TRINA.

LOOK, WE'VE ALL GOT CLIMBING

EXPERIENCE NOW!

THERE'S NO WAY WE'LL NEARLY

DIE HALF AS MUCH

ON THE WAY BACK UP!

(LOUD THUD)

KON:

OH, LOOKS LIKE SNOW.

(GASPS)

YOU MISSED THEM!

EPIC TANK FAIL!

(WIND HOWLS)

(SCREAMS)

HELLO, I'M GARY.

THIS IS MY PLACE.

HEY, GARY.

WE'RE GROJBAND.

WE WERE TRYING TO REHEARSE

UP HERE.

I GUESS IT DIDN'T GO SO WELL.

YOU'RE A BAND?

I WAS IN A BAND!

(GASP)

WERE YOU IN THE WALKING

CARPETS?!

OH YEAH. BUT THAT WAS

A LONG TIME AGO.

I PLAYED SAXOPHONE.

KIN:

BUT THE SAX PLAYER'S THE ONE

THAT GOT THEM BURIED ALIVE

AND NOW WE HEAR THEIR

GHOOOOOOSTLY MOOOOOOANS

ON THE WIND.

WHAT? NAH, MAN.

THAT'S JUST ME, JAMMING.

OH. A NON-GHOST SAX-SQUATCH.

THAT'S COOL, I GUESS.

YEAH,

THE BAND KICKED ME OUT.

I GOT ALL THE LADIES.

THEY WERE JEALOUS.

KON:

YOUR FUR IS PRETTY LUXURIOUS.

I'D BE JEALOUS, TOO.

NO. THIS IS HOW I GOT

THE LADIES.

(HUGE INHALE)

(PLAYS A SLOW ROMANTIC RIFF)

HEY! WHY DON'T YOU COME

JAM WITH US?

WHOA! FOR REAL?

I'D LOVE TO!

UM, CORE?

HE'S A SASQUATCH.

AND A SAX PLAYER.

LANES, IF WE BRING

THIS THING HOME

AND SCARE TRINA WITH

ALL IT'S SAXY, HAIRY-NESS.

SHE'LL SPRINT INTO

DIARY MODE

AND WE'LL HAVE OUR LYRICS.

BESIDES, HE CAN HELP US

CLIMB BACK UP!

IT'S A WIN-WIN IDEA!

♪ Wicked cold transition ♪

TRINA:

OH, YOU'RE ALIVE.

I THOUGHT YOU'D BE

SNOW ANGELS BY NOW.

WE HAD SOME TROUBLE,

BUT LUCKILY

WE WERE RESCUED...

BY A TERRIFYING MONSTER!

HEY THERE.

IS THAT A BIGFOOT?!

(WHISPER)

IT'S DIARY TIME.

(PLAYS A SMOOTH TUNE)

TRINA?

♪♪

YOUR HAIR.

IT'S SO MUCH THE BEST.

AND THOSE SMOOTH TUNES.

WE'RE DATING NOW.

GARY:

(CHUCKLES)

OH YEAH,

DON'T HOLD IT AGAINST ME, GUYS.

MINA:

UH, TRINA?

WELL, THAT DIDN'T WORK.

RELAX, LANES.

IT CAN'T NOT WORK FOREVER.

(GROANS)

('80s SAX BALLAD PLAYS)

(BUZZING)

(SCREAMS)

(GASPS)

♪♪

(BLOWS NOSE)

KIN:

WE ARE NEVER GETTING

THOSE LYRICS.

KON: (WHISPERING)

SHHH, THIS IS THE BEST PART.

TRINA:

GARY LIKES ME, MINA!

AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE

TO WORK FOR IT! SIGH.

DID YOU SEE HIS HAIR?

I MEAN, HIS HAIR IS LIKE,

WHOA!

(GLASS SHATTERS)

AND I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU

HAVEN'T YELLED AT ME...

I MEAN, EDUCATED ME,

SINCE YOU MET GARY!

HEEEEY, IF YOU DON'T WANT

THOSE PICTURES OF NICK-

NO! BAD MINA! DROP IT!

(PLAYS A TUNE)

(CRINGING)

GOTTA SAY, COREY.

I'M REALLY DIGGIN' YOUR SISTER.

TRINA:

GARY! LET'S GO.

WE'LL BE LATE FOR THE DINNER

RESERVATION

YOU BETTER HAVE MADE

FOR TONIGHT. (HUMMING)

(SNAPS FINGERS)

TELL ME THIS IS A HUDDLE

WHERE YOU HAVE A PLAN.

BECAUSE I'M ABOUT

AN INCH AWAY

FROM TURNING GARY

INTO A BLANKET.

COREY:

I GOT IT, GUYS.

TRINA MIGHT HAVE

A HAIR IN HER EYE,

AND SMOOTH TUNE IN HER EAR,

BUT THERE'S NO WAY NICK

IS OUT OF HER HEART.

HEY, GARY. I'LL MAKE THOSE

RESERVATIONS FOR YOU.

(HEH, HEH,

CONSPIRING TO HIMSELF)

FOR FOUR!

GOOD IDEA.

I'M PRETTY HUNGRY.

♪ Yetis eat a lot of food ♪

COREY:

HOW IS EVERYTHING SO FAR?

TRINA:

WOAH. I'LL ALLOW YOU TO SERVE

AND EVEN PAY FOR OUR DINNER,

BUT YOU BETTER UN-PULL-OUT

THAT CHAIR

'CUZ YOU CAN'T JOIN US.

HEAVENS NO.

IT'S NOT FOR ME.

I THOUGHT A DOUBLE DATE

MIGHT BE FUN.

I HAVE A DATE?

YOU'VE BEEN HERE

THE WHOLE TIME? (GASP)

NICK MALLORY:

NICK MALLORY IS READY

TO CHOW DOWN.

AND PRETTY STOKED TO MEET

A REAL SASQUATCH.

GARY:

NICE HAIR, BROTHER.

DITTO. NICK TOTALLY GETS

WHAT TRINA SEES IN YOU.

UM. YES. IN... HIM.

YOU KNOW, WITH A BIGFOOT

AS YOUR BOYFRIEND,

I GUESS YOU'RE READY

TO MOVE ON

AND LET SOMEONE ELSE

HAVE A SHOT AT NICK.

HEY.

(GIGGLE FIT)

YEAH. WE GOT A PRETTY GOOD

THING GOING.

MORE ANIMAL?

IT'S BLOODY?

GRRRRR!!!

(CHEWING AND GIGGLING)

(SNARLING)

NO! THIS IS UNWHATEVER

AND JUNK!

OH, YOU LOOK TENSE.

GIVE MY FUR A RUB.

YOU KNOW HOW IT CALMS

YOU DOWN.

NO. NOOOO!!!

I WANNA TOUCH

NICK'S HAIR!

NOT THIS LICE-FILLED CARPET!

UH... OOOOOH...

GRRRRRAAAAARRRR!!!

♪♪

(FLAMES ROAR)

(LIGHTNING STRIKES)

(PEN RASPS)

(HISSES)

(GROANS)

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

NICK DOESN'T LIKE

TO CAUSE TROUBLE.

HE'S GOING FOR SHAWARMA

INSTEAD.

TRINA:

NICK! COME BACK!

ONE HAIR RUB! ONE!

(EMBARRASSED GIGGLE)

SORRY YOU GOT DITCHED, MAN.

WANNA JAM?

AND CARRY US

UP A MOUNTAIN?

(WIND HOWLS)

(TEETH CHATTER)

COREY:

OH, RIGHT!

YOU GUYS CAME WITH US!

WE KNEW YOU'D BE BACK,

SO WE DIDN'T BURN YOUR

STUFF TO STAY ALIVE!

PHEW!

ALWAYS KNEW WE HAD THE COOLEST

FANS, RIGHT GUYS?

(GROANING)

HIT IT, BOYS!

♪♪

♪ Way back in time

we had nothing ♪

♪ There was nothing

left for me ♪

♪ Except waiting and hoping ♪

♪ That one day you'd see ♪

♪ I felt forever ♪

♪ And I aimed it

straight at you ♪

♪ But you never saw ♪

♪ And that made me so blue ♪

(PLAYS AN '80s SAX RIFF)

♪ Even though I got a love

that's true ♪

♪ I'd trade it all for one

more memory of you ♪

GROJBAND:

♪ One more memory of you ♪

COREY:

♪ I'd trade it all ♪

GROJBAND:

♪ One more memory of you ♪

♪ That's what I want! ♪

PHEW! THANKS FOR LETTING ME

JAM WITH YOU GUYS,

BUT I NEED SOME ALONE TIME.

GOTTA GET OVER A SPECIAL GIRL.

SO, I WAS WRONG.

WE LIVED.

THROUGH THE SNOW

AND THE SAXOPHONE.

IT'S TRUE.

WE DID.

BUT IS LIVING REALLY

ALL ABOUT THE THINGS-

(SAD SAX RIFF)

EESH. LET'S GET OUTTA HERE.

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE.

LANEY:

THERE. THAT'S THE LAST OF IT.

THIS IS GROJBAND'S VERY

FIRST FAN APPRECIATION DAY,

SO EVERYTHING SHOULD BE

PERFECT.

THINK WE HAVE ENOUGH SPRAY

CHEESE?

NOT FOR LONG! HURRY!

(GRUNT)

WELCOME,

FANS OF GROJBAND!

BOTH:

EEEEEEEE!

NUMBER ONE FANS!

OKAY, NUMBER ONE FANS.

LET ME SHOW YOU AROUND.

THIS IS WHERE WE-

KATE:

DECIDED YOU WERE

A VEGAN BAND!

AND THIS IS WHERE PIRATES

ABDUCTED YOU!

YOU CAN SEE THE ANCHOR MARKS!

ALLIE:

AND THIS IS WHERE YOU'LL

PROBABLY EXPERIMENT

WITH ANIMAL SOUNDS WHEN

THE CIRCUS IS IN TOWN!

(MONKEY CALLS)

WOW.

NUMBER ONE FANS FOR SURE.

YOU'VE GOT UNRESTRICTED

GROJBAND ACCESS.

WHAT'S YOUR FIRST QUESTION?

BOTH:

EEEEE!

HOW DO YOU COME UP WITH YOUR

AMAZING SONG LYRICS?

ALL:

AHHHH...

WELL, WE DO NOT STEAL THEM

FROM MY SISTER'S DIARY,

THAT'S FOR SURE!

(NERVOUS LAUGH)

(LAUGHING A LITTLE TOO LOUDLY)

(CHUCKLE, GIGGLE,

SIGH TO SILENCE)

KON:

HEH.

I FINISHED YOUR PRESENT,

TRINA!

ONE ENEMY HOLE.

FINALLY!

I NEVER THOUGHT

A BOTTOMLESS HOLE

WOULD TAKE ME SO LONG

TO MAKE YOU MAKE!

I CAN'T WAIT TO USE IT!

KATE, ALLIE: EEEEEEE!

TRINA: WHAT THE?

THAT'S NOT HOW I IMAGINE COREY'S

DEATH SCREAM WOULD SOUND.

GRRR.

KATE, ALLIE:

(GIGGLES)

COREY:

KATE! ALLIE!

KATE:

NOW WE CAN HEAR YOU SAY OUR

NAMES WHENEVER WE WANT!

(SQUEALING)

WHAT THE BARF!

COREY HAS TWO GROUPIES

AND I ONLY HAVE ONE?!

GROUPIE?

IF YOU CAN EVEN CALL

YOURSELF THAT.

WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU

SQUEALED AT ANYTHING I DID?!

THIS MORNING.

IF I CAN'T HAVE MORE AND/OR

BETTER GROUPIES THAN COREY,

I DON'T WANT ANY!

YOU'RE FIRED, MINA!

MINA:

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(CLEARS THROAT)

RIGHT, OKAY, SORRY.

EEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TOO LATE TO SQUEAL

YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS!

I DON'T NEED SOME ANNOYING

LITTLE GROUPIE ANYWAY.

NOW HOW CUTE DO I LOOK

ON A SCALE OF CRAZY CUTE

TO IMPOSSIBLY CUTE?

LIKE, WHAT?

NORMALLY THERE'S TOTALLY

AN ANSWER FROM SOMEWHERE.

(CRICKET CHIRPS)

(STOMP, CRUNCH)

(LASERS BEAM)

KIN:

THE GROUPIES ASKED IF THEY

CAN SCAN THE GARAGE

SO THEY CAN BUILD

AN EXACT REPLICA

AND RE-LIVE TODAY OVER

AND OVER. COOL?

COREY:

COOLS.

TRINA:

HEY! WHAT'S SO WHATEVER

ABOUT MY BROTHER AND JUNK?

KATE:

YOU'RE TRINA RIFFIN!

OH, YOU'VE HEARD OF ME?

AH, YE-AH...

YOU'RE COREY'S SISTER!

WE'RE HIS NUMBER ONE FANS!

OOOOOOOO...

NUMBER ONE FANS!

SO WHAT?

SOMEDAY I'LL HAVE AN ARMY

OF FANS

AND THEN I'LL BE ALL NUMBER

ONE FAN WHO? 'N STUFF.

I BET GROJBAND WILL HAVE AN

ARMY OF FANS SOMEDAY, TOO.

BUT THEY'D NEVER FORGET US,

RIGHT?

NUMBER ONE IS JUST FIRST

ON THE REPLACEMENT LIST.

NOW TELL ME I LOOK

CRAZY CUTE!

THIS USUALLY GOES

DIFFERENTLY.

WHAT'S MISSING?

(GRUNTS) EEP!

(GROANS)

IT'S A GOOD THING I LIED

TO TRINA

ABOUT THIS PIT

BEING BOTTOMLESS.

♪ Day to night transition ♪

COREY:

TIME FOR MY CHOCO-MILK

NIGHTCAP.

ALLIE:

HI, COREY.

HERE'S YOUR MILK.

KATE:

WE WARMED IT,

JUST HOW YOU LIKE IT.

AW, THAT'S SWEET.

A TOUCH CREEPY,

BUT MOSTLY SWEET.

(SLURPS)

AHHH.

ALLIE:

CALMING?

COREY:

VERY.

HEY! WHAT'S WITH ALL THE

CANDLES? AND NOSE PLUGS?

KATE:

THESE? THEY'RE AROMATHERAPY.

ALLIE:

SLUMBER BERRY!

GUARANTEED TO SOOTHE

YOU STRAIGHT TO DREAMLAND!

SMELLS LIKE (SNORES)

AW. HE'S SO CUTE!

WHAT KIND OF KNOT

SHOULD I USE ON HIS LEGS?

SURPRISE ME!

MORNING, SLEEPYHEAD.

(GROANS) HUH?

WHAT'S GOING ON?

IT'S OUR SHRINE TO GROJBAND!

IT'LL INSPIRE YOU

TO WRITE A COOL NEW SONG,

DEDICATED TO US!

SO ALL YOUR MILLIONS

OF NEW FANS

WILL KNOW WE'RE NUMBER ONE!

YOU WANT ME TO WRITE...

A SONG?!

AND I'M A PRISONER?

YUP!

BUT WE BROUGHT WAFFLES!

OOOO, WAFFLES!

WAIT, NO! I WON'T EAT

YOUR CAPTIVITY WAFFLES!

ARE THEY BLUEBERRY?

FINE, I WILL EAT YOUR

CAPTIVITY WAFFLES

(CHOMPS)

BUT ONLY WHILE I WAIT

FOR MY BAND TO RESCUE ME.

LET'S HOPE THE NEW SONG

IS READY WHEN THEY GET HERE

(THEN CREEPY)

OR THEY WON'T BE LEAVING,

EITHER!

I'LL MAKE MORE WAFFLES

JUST IN CASE!

♪ Wicked cool transition ♪

I'M CUTE.

I'M SORTA CUTE.

I'M CUTE.

I'M SORTA CUTE?!

UGH! WHY ISN'T THIS STUPID

FLOWER

GROWING ANOTHER PETAL

TO REASSURE ME THAT I'M CUTE?

UGH! MINA! I CAN BELIEVE YOU

LET YOURSELF

GET STUCK IN THAT HOLE!

(GASP) OH!

WELL, SHE DID!

KIN:

IS IT JUST ME, OR HAS COREY

BEEN "NOWHERE TO BE FOUND"

FOR A WHILE?

IT'S YOU.

BUT IT'S ME, TOO!

WHERE IS HE? HUH!

HMMM.

A FRUITY CANDLE WAX.

SLUMBER BERRY.

(SNIFFING)

YOU SHOULD ALWAYS FOLLOW

STRANGE TRAILS!

THEY LEAD TO FUN!

KIN: EEEE!

LANEY: WHAAA!

"THIS IS MY GROUPIE SONG,

I'M CHAINED TO A WALL

AND IT'S WRONG.

I AM SO SCARED,

SO TERRIBLY SCARED.

I HOPE THAT

I'M NOT HERE FOR...

TOO MUCH MORE TIME."

(SNIFFING)

LANEY:

THE TRAIL STOPS HERE.

ALL:

WHOA!

KON:

AM I LEFTSIDE DOWN?

OR RIGHTSIDE LEFT?

OR WAS THIS ALWAYS BACKWARDS?

ALLIE:

WE MADE A TOTAL REPLICA

OF YOUR GARAGE!

BUT WE REVERSED EVERYTHING.

KATE:

YEAH. AN EXACT COPY

WOULD BE CREEPY!

LANEY

YEAH. GOOD THING

YA DIDN'T GO TOO FAR.

HEY, BY ANY CHANCE,

IS COREY HERE?

SHACKLED TO A RADIATOR

UPSTAIRS? TOTES!

(THEN CREEPY)

AND YOU CAN ALL JOIN HIM!

(CHAINS CLANG)

KIN:

I GUESS SOMETIMES TRAILS

LEAD TO TRAPS.

LET'S REMEMBER THAT.

SIT TIGHT GUYS.

WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

KATE:

WITH WAFFLES!

BOTH:

PUT 'EM BACK!

PUT 'EM BACK!

YOU GUYS NEED TO DISTRACT THEM

WHILE I GET COREY.

ARGH!

THIS IS HOPELESS.

AGHHHHH!

ER, UH... I MEAN...

LANEY!

AM I GLAD TO SEE YOU.

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?

THE GROUPIES

HAVE KIDNAPPED ME!

THEY WANT ME TO WRITE THEM

A SONG. ME!

WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST TELL THEM

THE TRUTH?

WHAT? THAT I DRIVE

MY SISTER CRAZY

AND SHE WRITES

IN HER DIARY

AND I STEAL IT

TO GET LYRIC IDEAS?

WE'D LOSE THE ONLY TWO FANS

WE DO HAVE!

(SNIFF)

SMELLS LIKE BERRIES-

OH, NO! HERE WE GO AGAIN.

(SNORES)

NO MORE WAFFLES! HUH?

HEY, WHERE'S MY BAND?

ALLIE:

OVER THERE.

(MUFFLED MUMBLES)

ALLIE:

MAYBE YOU CAN WRITE OUR SONG

NOW THAT YOU'RE ALL TOGETHER?

KATE, ALLIE,

I HAVE SOMETHING TO CONFESS:

(CHOKING UP)

I, AH...

I'M A TOTAL FRAUD!

AWWW?

WHADDYA MEAN?

I CAN'T WRITE SONG LYRICS.

I STEAL THEM

FROM MY SISTER'S DIARY.

I CAN'T WRITE ANYTHING

WITHOUT IT.

NO MATTER HOW LONG

YOU KEEP ME HERE.

EVERY GREAT BAND

HAS ITS "THING."

SONG LYRICS FROM A DIARY

IS SO COOL!

REALLY?

YOU STILL LIKE US?

WE'RE STILL YOUR

NUMBER ONE FANS!

SO YOU'LL LET US GO?

NOPE!

WE'LL I'M GONNA NEED

SOMETHING THEN...

BOTH:

WE'LL GET YOU WHAT YOU NEED!

♪ Slumber berry go boom! ♪

DO I, LIKE, NEED MINA,

MY ONE FAN?

AND WITHOUT HER DULL HOMELY

FACE NEXT TO MINE

I'M UNABLE TO SHINE

AS BRIGHT AND JUNK?

(SNIFFS)

IS THAT SLUMBER BERRY?

I KNEW YOU'D MISS ME!

TRINA? A TRAIL?

BUT TRAILS ALWAYS

LEAD TO TRAPS.

WHICH MEANS -

TRINA IS TRAPPED!

RAAAAAH!

I'M COMING, TRINA!

(SNORES)

HUH?! WHERE, LIKE,

AM I OR WHATEVER?

GROJBAND SHRINE.

KATE AND ALLIE MADE IT.

AND THEY KIDNAPPED ME.

THIS CAN'T BE...

COREY REALLY DOES HAVE FANS

OBSESSED WITH HIM?!

CRAZY, RIGHT?

BUT I'M SURE THIS STUFF

HAPPENS TO YOU ALL THE TIME.

TRINA:

NO. NO ONE'S EVER SHACKLED ME

BEFORE.

I'M TRULY ALONE,

WITH ZERO FANS...

AND MY BROTHER IS MORE

KIDNAPPABLE THAN I AM!

♪♪

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(RAIN PATTERS,

LIGHTNING STRIKES)

(PEN RASPS)

♪♪

(HEAVILY CHOIR SINGS)

AAAAAND POW!

THIS ONE GOES OUT

TO NUMBER ONE FANS,

KATE AND ALLIE!

WE'D REALLY LIKE TO HAVE

OUR FREEDOM BACK SOON, BTW.

♪ Each day we're

getting bigger ♪

♪ But we ain't big yet. ♪

♪ And when we reach the top ♪

♪ We will never forget ♪

♪ The fans that

started fanning ♪

♪ When we didn't have flame ♪

♪ When all we did was rehearse ♪

(ROCK RIFF)

♪ Our number one's

always came first ♪

♪ When our direction took

a turn for the worst ♪

♪ Our number one's

always came first ♪

♪ Our number one's

always came first ♪

(SHRIEK, THEN GIGGLING)

(MONSTROUS)

WHERE'S TRINA?!

BOTH:

GARAGE!

WAY TO GO, CORE,

NOW WE'RE STUCK HERE.

AREN'T WE ALL STUCK SOMEWHERE,

LANES?

IN A RUT.

A BACKWARDS GARAGE.

OR MAYBE EVEN OUR OWN HEADS.

AND WHO'S GONNA RESCUE YOU

FROM YOUR OWN HEAD?

IF THEY TRY TO BREAK YOU OUT,

THEY'LL ONLY END UP

BUSTING YOUR HEAD,

AND YOUR HEAD IS MORE THAN

JUST A PLACE TO KEEP YOUR FACE.

IT'S WHO YOU ARE.

AND THAT'S A PRETTY

SPECIAL THING.

YOU KNOW, IF YOU TONED DOWN

THE RANDOM,

THOSE WOULD HAVE MADE SOME

PRETTY GOOD LYRICS.

MIGHT WANNA REMEMBER THAT

THE NEXT TIME YOU'RE KIDNAPPED.

MINA, I ORDER YOU TO RESCUE ME

SOONER NEXT TIME!

AND P.S. YOU TOLD ME

THAT PIT WAS BOTTOMLESS!

MINA:

I'LL START DIGGING TOMORROW,

TRINA.

WELL, AT LEAST SOMEONE

WAS RESCUED.

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE.