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(People cheering)

We can make a change.

It's our generation.

Nothing's in our way.

It's our generation.

You gotta start with you, nobody else.

You gotta raise your voice, say what you feel.

The time is in our hands. It's our generation.

Our generation.

Generation.

(People cheering)

Woo! All right!

Let's make some noise for our guest crew, The Vixens!

A little more noise. They don't hear as well as they used to!

Alright, we'll see you next week on Shake It Up, Chicago!

Woo!

Hey, what was the story with those dancers, Gary?

Yeah, they did seem a little...

- A little, uh... - Old.

Gunther, I think they were great.

I hope I can move like that when I'm their age.

Ha. Please, you can't even move like that now.

Hey, those women have been dancing,

and bringing joy to audiences for over 50 years!

I'm proud to have them on our show to inspire a whole new generation.

Gary, thanks for having us on.

It's always fun to do the can-can, before you can't-can't.

(Laughs) You're so welcome, Grandma.

- Muah! - Muah!

- Oops. - Ahem!

Grandma?

What?

She said if I didn't put her on the show, she'd stop sending birthday checks.

Okay, that makes sense. (Clamoring)

Everybody, everybody, get out on the floor.

It can get a little crazy when the kick hits the 4.

Make a scene, make a scene, nobody can ignore.

Don't knock it. 'Til you rock it. We can't take it no more.

Bring the lights up, bust the doors down.

Dust yourself off. Shake It Up, Shake It Up.

DJ set it off, take it up a notch.

All together now, Shake It Up, Shake It Up.

Sh-sh-sh-Shake It Up. You got to change it up.

And when you've had enough. Sh-sh-sh-Shake It Up.

Bring the lights up, bust the doors down.

All together now, Shake It Up, Shake It Up.

Shake It Up.

(Screams in frustration)

Flynn, you have lipstick all over your face.

It was those dancers. If they weren't they were pinching them.

And I'm talking all four.

- Can we go? - Give me a minute, Flynn.

Ok fine, but hurry up. We've got to the barber shop.

After 2:00 all the good lollipops are gone.

Rocky, look, we have to talk to Gary about the new dance moves we came up with.

- I really believe in them. - And I believe he's already told us no.

Three times.

Well, technically, the last time he didn't say no.

He just slammed the door in our face.

Okay, CeCe, there's a fine line between being persistent and being annoying.

I know. I'm being persistent, and you're being annoying.

Okay. Even if I wanted to, today's not a good day.

A bird pooped on his car this morning.

- So? - He was in it.

The top was down, he was looking up.

Not in a great mood.

Take it from his Grandmother.

As long as Ryan Seacrest is alive, he'll never be in a great mood.

No. Trust me, girls, if you want something in life,

you've got to just grab it. Like I do.

Oh! What a cutie!

Ugh! Why was I saddled with these adorable good looks?

It's a curse I tell you! A curse!

Yeah, but, Grandma Wilde, when you dance on TV, it's just not that simple.

First of all, honey, I'm not your Grandmother, just call me Edie.

And I know all about dancing on TV.

I was on American Jukebox back in the day.

Are you serious? For real? That's amazing!

I have no idea what that is.

American Jukebox.

It was the first local teen dance show ever on television.

Didn't they teach you that in history class?

Oh, I wouldn't know. That class interferes with my nap schedule.

That sounds just like me when I was your age.

Oh, who am I kidding? That sounds like me now.

And back in the day, I even had fiery red hair just like you.

And, Rocky, you remind me so much of my best friend Trudy.

She was tall and pretty just like you.

Aw, thanks.

Was the host of American Jukebox like me?

Exactly like you!

Only he was taller with higher ratings.

I hate him.

Well, I wasn't his biggest fan, either.

But I had good reason.

The year was nineteen fifty three.

(Audience cheering)

Welcome to American Jukebox.

I'm your host with the most, Perry Collins.

Girls, put on your bobby socks and guys, grab your best gal.

Because it's time to dance.

With a respectable distance between you.

(Music playing)

Well, it's time to get out on the floor.

You never know exactly what's in store.

We're gonna dance. Dance!

We're gonna jive. Jive!

We're gonna boogie.

We're going live on...

American...

Jukebox.

Today!

Wait a second, if I have to hear this story in black and white,

then I'm not interested.

Don't you have a haircut to get to, kid?

Okay, have it your way.

The year was still 1953.

Okay, Hilary, you're good this time,

but half an inch shorter, you'd be off the show.

We should be dancing on the main stage.

I'm going to give Mister Collins a piece of my mind.

Edie, you don't have enough to give away. Now, let's not rock the boat.

We're not even in the boat! We're just swaying here in Nowheresville.

Because we don't have partners.

Why do we have to have partners? Why can't we just dance alone?

(Gasping dramatically)

That's against the rules, and you know it.

Come on, Edie, for once in your life, can you just do what you're told!

Come on, Trudy, for once in your life, can't you just break a rule!

I break rules.

For your information, I was five minutes past curfew the other night.

And you woke up your parents to tell on yourself.

It was the right thing to do!

We think it's a shame you're always on the sidelines.

Thank you!

Yes, you shouldn't be on the show at all.

Oh, just sit on it, Gerald and Tilly.

Yeah, up your nose with a rubber hose.

See? I can be bad.

Yes, well, keep laughing,

because it's the only way us real dancers can tell you apart from the curtains.

(Fake laughter)

I feel bad for that adorable brother and sister with the cute accents.

They are clearly misunderstood and more talented than the rest.

No, they were just jerks.

And now, from the bottom of our hearts to the top of the charts...

This week's Jukebox Hit!

What's a jukebox?

It's a machine that would play records.

Um, what are records?

It's like a CD.

What's a CD?

It's how you got music before you downloaded it from the Internet.

What's the Internet?

Oh, wait. I know what that is.

Where was I?

Oh yeah, the next day at school...

School? Ugh, just when I was loving this story.

All right, I'll see you at 3:00.

And I'll see you at 3:10.

Yo, Ace!

Yo, Timmy. What are you doing here?

Ma said you forgot your lunch.

And I said, "I'll 'et it, mom!"

I didn't forget it, okay? I ditched it.

Just like I ditched Andrea Abbott when she got braces.

Last thing I want is another cold meatloaf sandwich.

Hey, wouldn't it be great if we could use microwave technology

to heat up food super fast?

You know what, Einstein?

I'm going to micro-wave goodbye to you right now.

Okay? Am-scray. I got important business to take care of.

Go. Shoo-shoo.

Edie! If you get caught chewing that gum, you'll get detention.

That's where you're wrong.

I already got detention for wearing a skirt that was too short, but joke's on them.

Edie, you're wearing...

(Gasping dramatically)

Blue jeans!

You're cruisin' for a bruisin'.

Boys can wear blue jeans to school, so why can't girls?

I mean, it's 1953, for goodness sake!

Hey, dig the jeans.

They're the most. To say the least.

Felix, if you really want to say the least, stop talking.

Hey, aren't you the girls on American Jukebox that don't do anything?

Yes, we are.

Wow, we're being recognized.

If you cats ever want to see some real dancing,

swing by Saucy's, the underground malt shop. Ya dig?

Ooh, I've heard about that place.

Yeah. Me, too. But Mr. Perry Collins said that we're not allowed to go there

because it's full of greasers and beatniks.

And by that, she means the cool people.

Whadya say, Trudy? Let's go to Saucy's!

American Jukebox girls can't go to places like that.

Well, the door's open if you change your mind.

Truth be told, they close at nine...

Thirty.

Too bad. You would've been the prettiest girl there.

Now that I think about it, maybe we should go to Saucy's.

From an educational point of view.

Ugh! Do you have to talk about education in school?

Did you hear that? They're going to Saucy's.

What do you care? They're no threat to us.

I know that, Silly Willy.

But it would still be fun to get them in trouble.

Hey, watch where you're going. You got glitter all over...

Hey! This looks good.

Do you think Ace would like my pink poodle skirt or my green poodle skirt?

Wait! You're not interested in dancing, you got a crush on Ace!

Anyone with half a brain would know that.

Well, I guess that explains how you know that.

Ace and Trudy! They sound so cute together!

I don't know. I don't think she would ever really go for him.

So, tell us more! Tell us more!

Ugh! Why does every story have to have a romance?

Unless one of them turns into a pirate ninja, I'm not interested.

You're getting ahead of me, honey.

You see, Trudy was searching for buried treasure

and could handle a pair of nunchucks like nobody's business.

Ha!

- Really? - No!

Now, where was I?

Oh, yeah, Trudy and I were walking into Saucy's...

I feel bad lying to my mom about coming here.

I should call her.

Excuse me. What's wrong with the phone booth?

Out of order.

Hey!

Wouldn't it be great if there was a phone that could fit in your pocket

so you could take it wherever you go?

Is this kid annoying or what?

Glad he's not my little brother.

Hey, beautiful, glad you made it. Can I buy you a malted?

(Giggles) Sure.

All right, chocolate? Or vanilla?

(Giggling)

Sure.

Hey, Red, wanna dance?

Sure. What do you guys do here? The Foxtrot? The Lindy?

They haven't come up with a name for what we do.

(Upbeat music)

Wow! I've never seen dancing like this.

- It's a blast! - Yeah.

Go ahead, shake your hips.

Oh, I promised my mother I wouldn't until I got married.

Oh, come on!

Well, maybe just a little.

Woo!

You were right, American Jukebox dancing is lame-o compared to this!

That's right.

There she is!

What do you think you're doing?

Oh, I don't know. They haven't come up with a name for it yet.

May I suggest you call that dance "The Sweaty Armpit"?

Because it stinks.

If I were you, Mr. Collins, I would kick her off the show forever.

Excuse me, it's my show. I'll handle this.

I'm kicking you off the show forever.

Mr. Collins, you can't kick me off the show!

Dancing is my life!

Please!

Oh. Well, in that case, no.

Wee! I love Saucy's! I'm having the best time. How about you?

Let's see. Perry showed up and kicked me off American Jukebox.

Oh, no.

It's all my fault!

This is my punishment for me letting Ace hold my hand.

Great story, Grandmama Wilde.

But she's not done yet.

Oh, but it already had a happy ending.

The adorable twins saved the day!

There's more to it. You see...

Wait. Tell us after the break.

What break?

A bathroom break. I got to go!

Wait. So, Perry just kicked you off the show?

Didn't anyone do anything about it?

Well, Trudy, bless her heart, tried her best,

but Perry refused to read her five page essay

on why he should let me back on the show.

Wow, Edie, I love how your best friend

at least tried to stand up for something she believed in.

For the last time, CeCe, let it go.

End of discussion.

Hey, Gary, love what you did with your private bathroom.

The heated toilet seat? Big thumbs up.

Oh, thanks.

Okay, Edie, where were we?

You know what?

Who wants to be on stupid American Jukebox with all that stupid dancing anyway?

Hey, what if there was a way we could sneak you back on the show?

I'm listening.

I'm listening, too! Ooh, I hope we get to break some rules!

(Gasps)

Did I just say that?

That's my girl.

Wait a minute.

You're his girl?

Where have I been?

Yeah, we're going steady now.

Isn't he the most?

Well, that depends. What's his plan?

Avast, ye lassies!

This story be getting a wee bit boring!

Yah!

All: Flynn!

Fine!

For the last time, there are no pirate ninjas in this story!

Just wanted to stop you before Trudy and Ace started holding hands

and falling in love again. Blech!

Where did I leave off?

Oh, yes. It was the day of the show.

I remember every detail of that day.

How the stage looked, what song was playing, even what Trudy was wearing.

She borrowed my yellow sweater.

Or was it my pink sweater?

Or was it my blue sweater with the white bows?

It was the turquoise sweater!

Oh, that's right.

What's taking so long?

Take it easy, babe, I got this.

There's got to be an easier way to store music.

Hey, wouldn't it be great if there was a tiny jukebox

that gave you instant access to all your favorite songs?

You know, like some kind of music pod!

Yeah, right.

Next thing you know, people will be walking on the moon.

They will! It'll be one small step for man, and one giant leap...

Oh, put a sock in it!

Welcome back!

Today's show is brought to you by the good folks at Sugar Flakes Cereal.

Now with two spoons of sugar in every bite.

Sugar Flakes! The healthy way to start the day.

And now our Jukebox Hit of the week, the Blondelles with their newest song,

Study Hard And Go To Sleep Early.

Words to live by, kiddos, words to live by.

Rocking in the gym. Rocking in the hall, rocking at the sock hop, Rock N' Roll...

What the hey diddle-diddle?

Sorry, Mr. Collins, but we thought it was time to take American Jukebox and...

Shake It Up.

Shake It Up? I don't think so.

Sixteen girls standing in a row.

Yeah.

Dancing on the floor. Dancing more more.

Dance baby, dance. Going...

Sixteen girls standing in a row.

One said, "hi" I said, "hello".

I kept rocking no one said, "no".

- Tilly! What are you doing? - Having the time of my life!

Now cut a rug, or get out of my way!

..Standing in a row.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah!

Callin' it a night. Not feeling right.

Hold on tight. No girls in sight.

Sixteen girls stood in a row.

One said, "hi" I said, "hello".

I kept walking no one said, "no".

Sixteen girls going home alone.

One more time, yeah.

Sixteen girls stood in a row.

One said, "hi" I said, "hello".

I kept walking no one said, "no".

Sixteen girls going home alone.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Sixteen girls going home alone.

(Audience cheering)

Great ending. It didn't even need pirate ninjas.

You're much more interesting than our Grandma.

All her stories involve famine, revolution, and water parks.

I love how you stood up for what you believed in.

Oh, now you love it!

Whatever happened to... "End of discussion"?

You know, you're right.

Gary, can we talk to you for a second?

As you know, CeCe and I have been working on some new choreography,

and we think that you should let us perform it on the show.

If I let you come up with your own moves, everyone's going to want to.

For the last time, no.

Just what Perry Collins would have said.

And he never worked again.

At least not on TV.

He became a door to door, doorknob salesman.

You know, now that I think about it, I...

Guess it wouldn't kill me to take a look at what you've come up with.

(Both squeal excitedly)

Doorknob salesman?

Oh, I just made that up.

I love Gary, but sometimes he can become a little self-involved.

Now, back to me!

Who would like to hear about how I became the '70s disco queen?

What's disco?

Don't you kids know anything?

The year was nineteen seventy four.

I'm not so sure about this, Tilly.

Oh, don't be such a stick in the mud.

Like I'm gonna let Edie and Trudy be the only ones...

To Shake It Up around here.

- I'm Gerald. - And I'm Tilly.

And we are...

Getting some mighty strange looks.

Oh, I knew this was a bad idea. Let's skedaddle out of here.

- I told you Tilly. - Oh, sit on it Gerald!

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