04x12 - Chasing Zoey

[bunniefuu]

WOMAN: Are you ready?

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ I know you see me
standing here ♪

♪ Do I look good,
my dear? ♪

♪ Do I look good today? ♪

♪ Today, today ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ I'm just another
kind of girl ♪

♪ And you want
to see my world ♪

♪ So come and run away ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ If you wanna play ♪

♪ Come and play today ♪

♪ Let's just get away, yeah ♪

♪ I will make you see ♪

♪ All of the things ♪

♪ That you can be ♪

♪ Believe in yourself ♪

♪ Come follow me ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Okay.
Fingers in.

[beeping]

- Oh, hey, Zo-eeey!
Ah!

- Interesting hello.

- We're playing
shock roulette.

- Shock roulette?
- Yeah.

You just stick
your finger in the hole,

press the button,
then someone gets

a horrible electric shock.

- Except on rare occasions
when everyone gets it.

- The quad shock.
- Wow.

I'll pass.
- Baby.

- So, guess what I'm doing
this summer.

- Uh...

- You're gonna wrestle
panda bears

on a Mississippi riverboat.

- What are you doing
this summer?

- Okay. My dad knows
this guy who manages

the Chamberlet Hotel
on Maui.

- [gasps] Isn't that where
all the celebrities stay

when they go to Hawaii?

- Yes.
And I get to work there

as a cabana girl
for the whole summer.

- That's awesome!
- Yay!

- And I can invite a friend.

- I'm a friend.
- You wanna do it?

- Yeah, but I can't.

My mom's making me get
a part-time job

tutoring some kids.

- What kids?

- I don't know.
Stupid ones?

Hey.
Let's play again.

Come on, Zoey.
It's fun.

- Okay.

- Here we go.
[beeping]

- Why don't you ask
your cute boyfriend

to go to Hawaii with you
for the summer?

- He works for his uncle
every summer.

- Hardware store.

You know, hammers, paint,
copper piping.

It's a thrill-a-minute.

[all screaming]

- This game is horrible.
- The worst.

- Let's play again.
- Okay.

- Yes.

[beeping]

- Michael,
where are you taking me?

- Just keep
your eyes closed.

No peeking.

- Hey, Michael.
- Hey, man!

- Ow!

- Ooh, sorry, sorry.

This way.

Keep your eyes closed.

Okay.
Open.

- What?
Someone abandoned an old car?

- Abandoned?
It's a classic.

My dad gave it to me.

- Oh.

- Check it out.

[laughs]

♪ ♪

- You know how to drive
a stick shift?

- Not yet.
But I'm gonna learn,

and then I'm gonna drive you
to the prom in it.

- But the prom
is right over there.

- I will drive you.

- Okay.

- All right.
I gotta start practicin'.

I'll begin with the super cool
"jump and sit."

- Impressive.
- Yep.

[engine turns over]

[chuckles]

[engine revving,
tires squeal]

I-I got it.

[engine turns over]

Ha.
- Bye.

[tires squeal]

- [sighs]

- ♪ She makes me crazy ♪

- Quinn, Quinn, Quinn,
Quinn, Quinn!

- What?

- Ms. Kipper made me
head of the prom committee.

I'm in charge of the whole prom.
- That's awesome.

- Will you do
everything for me?

- No.
- Oh, boo.

- I'll work
on the prom committee.

- Awesome.
Go do my laundry.

- No. I meant I wanted to help
you with prom stuff.

- You will be.
By doing my laundry,

you're freeing up my time
to work on the prom.

- Oh.
Well, that makes sense.

- Good.
Run along.

Okay.
Later.

- Where are you goin'?
- Take a nap.

- Hey.
- Ew.

- Hi.

I got a date to the prom.

- Already?
Who?

- Mandy Franklin.

- Mandy F--

Come on.

- What?

- How could you ask
Mandy Franklin to the prom?

- You said we should both
ask somebody else to the prom

so no one will suspect
we're dating.

- Shh. Yes.

But you're not taking
Make-Out Mandy.

Go cancel her.
- Oh, come on.

I have to get your approval
on who I ask?

- Absolutely!
- Okay.

Then you have to get
my approval on who you ask.

- Fine.

You're so irritating
sometimes.

- Wanna go make-out?
- Yes.

[giggles]

Get your bag!
Come on!

- Okay.

- Okay, okay.

Clutch in.

First gear.

Yeah!

[screaming]

[crash]

All right, car.

I'm gonna learn
to drive you, understand?

- You seem frustrated.
Why?

- Uh...

'Cause I'm tryin'
to drive a stick shift.

- Trying and failing.

- Okay.
Who are you?

- I'm Mr. Takato.

I teach mathematics

to the seventh and eighth
graders here at PCA.

- Oh.
Well, that's very nice, but--

- You want to drive
stick shift?

- Yeah, but--
- You wish me to teach you?

- Uh...

Sure. Yeah.

- You will do everything I say,

exactly as I instruct?

- Okay.
- Say yes.

- Yes.

- Then I will teach you
to drive stick shift.

- Then I will move
the tree off my car.

- Please.

- All right.

MAN: ♪ Good-bye to love ♪

♪ It never seems so far away ♪

♪ Give it-- ♪

- Hello.

- You scared me.

- Good.
Now I can comfort you.

Shh.
It's okay.

You're safe now.
- [laughs]

Where have you been
all night?

I texted you,
like, five times.

- I was on the phone
with my uncle.

- Hardware Hank?
- Not anymore.

He sold it.
- He sold his hardware store?

- Yup.
And guess what that means.

- No more free hammers?

- I can go with you
to Hawaii this summer.

- Really?
Wow.

- And here's
some more good news.

- What's this?

Oh, my God.

What'd you do?
- You like it?

- I love it.
What's this for?

- I don't know.
I was thinkin' maybe your neck?

- Come on. Seriously.
Why'd you buy me this?

- Because I--

I--uh--

Read what it says
on the back.

MAN: ♪ We can change ♪

♪ If you just
want to change ♪

- It says, "I love you."

MAN: ♪ Whoa, yeah ♪

♪ Whoa-oh-oh ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Oh ♪

[girls screaming]

- I'm thirsty.

- Okay. You are being
way too casual about this.

One of the hottest guys at PCA
just gave you a necklace

and told you he loves you
at the same time.

- They make
Apple Berry Blix now?

Apples aren't berries.

- Oh.
- What's with you?

- Don't you love James back?

- Well, yeah, I think.

- Okay.
I know what's going on here.

- Do you?
- You're in "I love you" shock.

- Oh, God.
- Quinn?

- Oh, absolutely.
It's a teen girl thing.

I read about it
on highschoolcrazy.com.

- Oh, yeah.
I saw that.

Zoey, come look.

- Okay.

Highschoolcrazy.com.

- I love this site.

- Oh.
Okay, there.

Click on "I love you shock."

- I know what to do.

- See, Zoey?
There it is.

[door shuts]

- Are you ready?

- Sure.
Yeah.

Let's drive.

What?

- You cannot learn
to drive a stick shift

until you learn to drive
a stick shift.

- What does--

I don't even know
what you just said.

I mean, stick shift--

What's that?

- A wooden bowl containing

tuna, mayonnaise, and onions.

- And?

- Mix it.
- Mix it?

- I want you to make
tuna salad.

- But why?
- Mix the tuna.

Your right hand.

- Okay.
Right hand.

- No.

Up, down,

over,
up, down.

- Up, down, up--

- Over.

- Over, up, down.

- Again.

- Up, down, over, up, down.

Up, down, over, up, down.

- Stir the tuna.

- Up, down, over, up, down.

- Stir the tuna
with your soul.

- With my soul.

Up, down, over,
up, down.

[upbeat music]

[horn honks]

- Okay.
What about that girl there?

- Absolutely not.

No way are you taking her
to the prom.

- Why?
- She's way too pretty.

- Oh, don't be a baby.
- All right.

If you get to go with her,

I get to go with...him.

- You're not going to the dance
with Shirtless Dave.

- Okay.

Then what about, uh...

- Hi.
- Whoa.

- Hi.
- Hello.

- Have you guys
seen Zoey today?

- Yeah. Why?
- Sure.

- 'Cause we usually meet
at the coffee cart

in the morning,
and she wasn't there,

and she hasn't checked her
voicemail or texted me all day.

- Well, bye.

- I can always
count on you for help.

- [chuckles]
- Yeah.

- Now will you just let me pick
a date for the prom already?

- No.
- But you said--

- We'll never agree
if we pick our own dates.

So why don't we pick
each others?

- What, you mean, you pick
my date and I pick yours?

- Yeah, that way you'll
be okay with whoever I take

and I'll be okay
with whoever you take.

- Okay.
I guess that's fair.

Can I at least give you an idea
of who I'd like to take?

- Sure.

- See those twins
over there?

- Yes.
Which one do you want?

- Both.

Ow!

♪ ♪

[Eastern music]

♪ ♪

- This feels nasty.

And I don't get this.
I don't get this at all.

- Keep stomping the grapes.

- But I want to learn
to drive a stick shift.

- This tuna fish
is excellent.

- Thanks.

- Slow down!

Move your feet rhythmically.

Left, right,

left, right,

left,
right.

- Yeah, yeah.
Left, right, left, right.

You said you were gonna teach me
to drive a stick shift.

And now I've spend almost
two days doing nothing

but making you tuna fish salad
in a square bowl

and grape juice
with my bare feet.

- Silence!

You are ready.

♪ ♪

- Now what?

- Put your key in the slot

then twist it.

[engine turns over]

Now drive this car.

- I don't know how to drive
a stick shift.

- Stomp the grapes.

- But--
- Stir the tuna!

Stomp the grapes.

Stir the tuna.

MAN: ♪ Whatever turns you on ♪

- Stomp the grapes.

Stir the tuna!

- [chuckles]

Hey, I'm drivin'.

- Indeed.

Stomp the grapes.

Stir the tuna.

- Hey, this is fun!

- Grapes.
- Grapes.

- Tuna fish.
- Tuna fish.

[laughter]

MAN: ♪ Whatever turns you on ♪

♪ Whatever, whatever ♪

♪ Whatever turns you on ♪

- I'm drivin'!
Whoo-hoo!

[honks horn]

♪ ♪

- Okay. I put Stacey in charge
of prom decorations,

food, snacks, and beverages
and booking the band.

- And what are you doing?

- I'm telling Stacey
what to do.

Now, you can
either be in charge

of getting
the photographer or ice.

- Ice?
- You know, frozen water.

Keeps drinks cold.
Often comes in cube form.

- Yeah. Thanks.

But, I don't wanna help
with the prom.

- Why not?
- I'm just not that in to it.

- But this is your first
big dance with James.

- So?

- So you were all excited
about it two weeks ago.

- And now, I'm--
- [clears throat]

- Hey, Zoey.

- Hi.
- Hey, James.

- Where have you been
the past two days?

- I've been around.

- Uh, not around me.

- I'll see you, guys, later.

- Nice necklace.
- This?

I've had it like forever.

- I know.

So why do I feel like
you don't want me around?

- Come on,
you're my boyfriend.

Why would I won't you around?

- Good question.

So you wanna get some dinner
at Sushi Rox?

I'll play you a cool drum solo
with my chopsticks.

- Yeah.
I got a ton of homework

and the whole ice thing
for the prom.

- So you will to the ice?
- Yes.

- Yay.

- Right.
So maybe tomorrow night?

- I'll call you later.

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

- No.
- You have to.

- Quinn.

- Our deal was
I get to pick your date

to the prom
and you get to pick mine.

Now go ask her.

- Hey, Stacey.

- Oh, Logan.
Hi. Eeh.

- Uh, you got
a date to the prom?

- Well, no.

But look, I'm building
one enormous cotton swab

outta lots of regular
cotton swabs.

- Yeah.

So do you wanna go
to the prom with me?

Feel free to say no.

- Yes. Yes.
Yes!

My first prom,
and with Logan Reese.

I gotta go shave my toes.

Only my big ones grow hair.

Ah!
Mrs. Stacey Reese.

- [sighs]

- It won't be that bad.

- Yeah, sure.

Now...

let's talk
about your prom date.

- Would you like to go
to the prom with me?

- Okay. But only 'cause
you're my sister's friend.

- Thanks.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Every now and then
I write but never send ♪

♪ A letter off to you ♪

♪ Sometimes when I sleep ♪

♪ ♪

- You know,
they're not gonna pop.

- Hey.

- Finish your homework?

- Homework?
- Yeah.

Earlier you said you'd--
- Oh, yeah.

I finished it a while ago.

- Cool.

So...wanna break up?

- What?

- It wasn't that easy
to say the first time.

Do I have to say it again?

- Why do you wanna
break up with me?

- I didn't say I did.

I asked you if you did.

- Okay, what's going on?

- You tell me.

Come on, Saturday night
I gave you a necklace

that said I love you.

Since then
you've barely talked to me.

And when you did,
you didn't exactly say it back.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

- I don't want you to hate me.

- I don't hate you.

Didn't you read
the necklace?

I meant it.

I do love you,

whether you're my girlfriend
or just my friend.

- Okay.
Now you're making me hate you.

- How am I--
- 'Cause you're awesome.

You're like the nicest,
coolest guy I've ever met.

Look, James, when
you gave me that necklace--

- Come on. Things were
getting weird between us

before I gave you
the necklace.

You wanna tell me why?

- I don't know.

There's just...

something in the way.

I can't figure it out.

- I get it.

Look, I'm not mad
or anything like that.

I want us to be friends.

- I do too.

- Good.

WOMAN: ♪ It's just you ♪

♪ Who tears me in two ♪

♪ Yeah it's you ♪

♪ Oh, it's you ♪

- Keep it.

WOMAN: ♪ It's you
that I'd lie for ♪

♪ You that I'd die for ♪

♪ But I've got to move on ♪

♪ Without you ♪

♪ Well, it's time
to move on ♪

♪ Without you ♪

♪ I've just got to move on ♪

♪ Got to move on ♪

♪ Without you ♪

♪ ♪

[upbeat music]

- Okay.
What do you think?

Am I prom ready?

- Yeah, but don't you think that
dress is a little too sexy

for your date, Dustin?

- Dustin's very mature
for his age.

- Yeah. I hear his bedtime
got moved up to 8:15.

- Everybody dressed?
- Yeah.

- Pretty much.

- What's up, hot stuff?

- Just getting ready,
equally hot stuff.

- So before
we go to the prom,

you and I are going to
Pete and Sam's for dinner.

- I love Pete and Sam's.
- I know.

- We're not going.
- Why?

You know how hard it was
to get reservations?

- We have to get to the prom.

- We'll be at
the prom on time.

- No.
On time is for losers.

I wanna be fashionably late.

- I'm taking you
to Pete and Sam's,

and we'll get to the prom
perfectly late, all right?

- All right.
- Be more psyched.

- All right!
- Good girl.

- Hey, Vince.
- Hey, Zoey.

- Later, Vince.
- Later, Zoey.

- A dress just landed on me.

Ooh, and a strapless bra.

- Put that stuff on.
- With these shoes.

- Okay, for, like, the 97th
time, I'm not going to the prom.

- Just 'cause
you broke up with James

doesn't mean you have to be
the only person at PCA

who's not gonna be there.

- Lots of people
are going dateless.

- Yeah.
Firewire and, uh...

Firewire.

- That weird Swedish kid
that smells like meat.

- Yeah.

- Will you guys
just go have fun?

- Not without you.
- Why couldn't you

have broken up with James
after the prom?

- Why'd you break up
with him at all?

- He's awesome.

- I know James is awesome,
and I know you think

I was stupid
to break up with him.

And maybe you're right.
But I did it.

And now, it's done.
Oh, my God.

Those shoes are cute.
- Then wear them to the prom.

- Not happening!

- Zoey, something's
bothering you.

- Yeah.

If you figure out what it is,
let me know.

- [sighs]
This is so bad.

- Logan Reese,
prepare for the most

spectacular night
of your life.

Let's rock this prom!

Argh!
Whoo!

- [groans]

- I'm here.
- Oh, hi, Dustin.

- I know I'm supposed
to bring you a flower,

but I forgot, so here.

- Wow.
A Canadian dollar.

I'll be ready in a sec.

- What are these?

- Give me that.

These are small
spherical expl*sives

I made out of plutronium.

- What do they do?

- This is so embarrassing.
- What?

- Going to the prom
without dates.

- I could have gotten a date
if I wanted.

- Who?
[screaming]

- Awesome!

[all coughing]

- Come on.
Let's go to the prom.

- What was that?
- I don't know.

- I do.

Remember "Doomsday" comic book
issue number three?

- The end of the world.

- Qwanfar said,
"The end of the world

"will be signaled
by a series of small,

mysterious explosions."

- Black Doomsday has begun.

- According to Qwanfar,
the only survivors will be those

who dwell in the wilderness.

- Let's go!

[all screaming]

MAN: The Pacific
Coast Academy prom

will officially begin
in one hour.

Please sign in
at the registration desk

with Mr. Bender.

[horn honks]

♪ ♪

- My lady.

[laughs]

You didn't think
I could do it, did you?

- No, I did not think
you can learn

how to drive a stick shift
that well, that fast.

- I owe it all to Mr. Takato.

Stirrin' tuna fish,
stomping grapes.

The man's
a stick shiftin' genius.

- How come I've never heard
of this teacher before?

- I told you.
He's a lower school teacher.

- Okay.

- This is so uncomfortable.

- Would you quit complainin'?

Ha! You fell off.

- Yes.
Wasn't that hilarious?

- [laughs]

Your date brought you
to the prom on a bicycle?

[laughs]
That's hilarious.

- Hey, Dustin, is there
a lower school teacher

named Mr. Takato?

- I never heard of him.

But, hey, did you see Quinn
fall off my bike?

[laughter]

- Let's go dance.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Lisa, Michael, Quinn!

- Hey, guys.
- Stacey!

Nice to see you

with your date.

- Yeah, that's right.

- I can't believe you made me
come here with Dustin.

- Oh. And I'm having
a blast with Stacey.

- Maybe we should have just
come here together.

- And let everyone know
we like each other?

- No. I couldn't take
the abuse we'd get.

- Me neither.
- Logie, come on.

- I'm coming!
- [grunts]

- Look, I promise,
sometime tonight,

we'll find a way to sneak off
and be together.

- I like you.

- Logan, what's the holdup,
buttercup?

- I was just telling Quinn
how much I don't like her.

- Yes, you're such a jerk.

- Let's go, Dillsen.

- Sure thing, Reese.

- [sighs]

- What happened back there?

I woke up on the ground
and some janitor

was trying
to steal my wallet.

- Wah.

♪ ♪

MAN: ♪ I'm lookin'
for answers ♪

♪ But I'm already late ♪

♪ You say you need me ♪

♪ One more... ♪

- Oh. Hey, Zoey.

- Hi.
- One sec.

Aren't you going to the prom?

- No. I don't have a date.

- I'll be your date.

- You're taking Martha.

- I'll get rid of her.

- Jeremiah.
- Yes?

- Go.

- All right.

MAN:
♪ Like you're so unaware ♪

♪ You're looking for answers ♪

♪ But you're already there ♪

♪ I turn around
and I see little baby ♪

♪ That you've gone away ♪

♪ ♪

- Gidget. Gidget. Gidget!

Look, what do you
want from me?

[sniffs]

Well, then why didn't you say
that before we got married?

- Hey, what time is it?

DRIVER: Oh, oh, oh, okay.
No.

- Quarter to eight.
- Perfect.

DRIVER: Your mother's an animal!

Animal!

Yeah, okay, well,
if your ex-boyfriend

is so rich and successful,
then maybe you should

have married him.

Gidget.

Gidget! Gidget!
- Yikes.

- You don't want me
to be a cab driver?

You want me to go
to community college?

Fine.
I'll go right now.

[tires squeal]

You hear that?
I'm not a cab driver anymore.

No, no, no--
Here go the keys.

You happy?

Animal!

- Ahh!

DRIVER: [yelling]

- He's leaving.

- Yeah, I see that.

- But we have to get
to the prom.

- Yeah, I understand
the conflict here.

Hey, buddy! Would you
please come back here?

- No!

I gotta go register
for classes!

[rock music]

♪ ♪

- All right, fellow PCA
students and faculty.

My friend Lola was supposed
to kick off this prom tonight,

but she's a little late.

So here I go.
Who's ready?

[all cheering]

Then let's prom it up!

[cheers and applause]

[rock music]

- ♪ A little good advice ♪

♪ To get you
through the day ♪

♪ The more you let her go ♪

♪ The less she walks away ♪

♪ I'll never
waste your time ♪

♪ Say it wasn't true ♪

♪ It blows my m-m-mind ♪

♪ The things
we're living through ♪

♪ Help me wake up ♪

♪ Break my fall ♪

[quirky music]

♪ ♪

[owl hoots]

- I'm guessing you didn't find
the keys to the cab.

- No.

But I found an old guitar.

- [sighs]

You promised if I let you
take me to dinner,

we'd get to the prom
before 8:30.

I knew it was a bad idea
to go out to dinner

which is why I tried
to talk you out of--

- Uh...

- What?

- Uh...

- [screams]

Oh, my God!

[screaming]

- ♪ Gonna be a while tonight ♪

♪ And I know you're with me ♪

♪ But I need you
in my sight ♪

♪ So say you can be ♪

- [blows]

♪ 'Cause missing you
is like... ♪

- What are you doing?

- I was blowing in your ear.

I read that boys like that.

- You got my ear all wet.

- One second.

Let me swab it for you.

- This may be
the weirdest moment of my life.

- So when I was in fourth
grade, I figured out

I can make noises that sound
like animals underwater.

Listen.

[making animal noises]

♪ ♪

- I mean, when Mr. Takato
first had me stirring

the tuna fish,
I thought,

"Okay, this guy
is off his nut."

And then when he had me
stomping the grapes--

- There is no Mr. Takato!
- What?

Why would I make up--
- Hey.

I hear you got a new car?
- Oh, God.

- That's right.

It's a stick shift,
which I now know how to drive.

- I'm gonna go get some punch.

- Bring me back some.

So where's Brooke?

- She dumped me.
She said I'm not exciting.

Can you believe that?
- No, I can't.

- So come show me
your new car.

- Okay.

♪ ♪

- And now there's mud on it!
Ugh!

[groaning, grunting]

Ooh.
[screams]

Well, this is exactly how
I wanted to spend my prom.

- Think of this as an adventure

that no one wants to be on.

- Get him!

[all yelling]

- [screams]

- What was that about?
- Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Get up.

- Sorry.

- Get up.

- We thought
you were the evil ones.

- Evil ones?

- What are you guys
nerding on about?

- Black Doomsday?
- The end of the world.

- Are we the only survivors?

- The world hasn't ended.

- We just had lasagna.

- The world is not doo-med?

- Do you wanna know
what's doo-med?

Prom night is doo-med.
- Lola.

- It is!

My dress is ruined,
the dance is half over,

and Zoey is
not even going--

- How come Zoey
is not going?

- She and James broke up.

- Zoey has no date?
- You can't ask her.

I'm way better friends
with Zoey.

- But what if the world
does end?

- If it's gonna end,

let it end after
I've danced with Zoey.

- Not if I get there first!

- [yelling indistinctly]

[all yelling indistinctly]

[screaming]

- Now what?

- Follow the nerds.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[phone rings]

- Hello?

CHASE: Hey, Zo.

- Chase.
How's England?

CHASE: Oh, you know,
boiled food,

people driving on the wrong
side of the street.

You've seen movies.

- I have.

CHASE: How are you doin'?

- Um, okay, sorta.

CHASE: Sorta?

That doesn't sound
very Zoeyish.

- Yeah, well, I haven't had
the best week.

CHASE: Oh.
Well, what's wrong?

- I don't know.

CHASE: Wait.

I thought PCA was having
their prom tonight?

- We are.
I blew it off.

CHASE: How come?

- Because I didn't wanna go
by myself.

CHASE: Ohhh.

Then turn around.

[sweeping music]

♪ ♪

- Chase.

Chase!

- Ahh!

[thud]

[quirky music]

♪ ♪

I'm all right.
I'm okay.

I just lost my balance!

Concrete!
Ow! Ow!

- Chase!

Are you okay?

- I think so.

- Your arm's bleeding.

- It's okay.

I think I lost all feeling
in this arm anyway.

- Can you feel this?

- Kind of.

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

- How about this?

♪ ♪

- Yeah, I felt that.

- Good.

- Nice wheels.
- Yep.

Wanna take it for a spin?

- Oh, I don't know
how to drive a stick shift.

- Wanna learn?

WOMAN: ♪ Back to the zero ♪

♪ Back to square one ♪

♪ Back to the train wreck
of the ones... ♪

- You smell so good,

like cinnamon sticks.

- Uh, thanks?

- Let's see if your lips
taste like cinnamon sticks.

- Ahh!

[sputtering]

- What's wrong?

- I don't wanna kiss you!

- Why wouldn't you
wanna kiss me?

My lips are moist.

- Because I love Quinn!

[music stops, crowd gasps]

- Wh-what?

- You love Quinn?

- That's right!

I love Quinn Pensky!

- And I love Logan Reese!

[crowd awws]

- You used me?

[music swells]

♪ ♪

- Hey!

♪ ♪

- [sobbing]

- Stir the tuna.

- Why do you keep saying that?

- Stomp the grapes.

- And that?

- [sobbing]

[tires squeal]

[both screaming]

- You hit Stacey.

- [groans]

- Stacey!

- He made me drive
a stick shift.

- Oh, he grape'd
when he should have tuna'd.

Stacey, say somethin'.

- What struck me?

Something slammed
into my side.

Ooh, I'm gonna be
seriously sore.

- Did you hear her?
- Yeah.

- Stacey's "S"s sound normal.

- Say something else.

- My name is Stacey Dillsen,

and I'm from Swampscott,
Massachusetts.

[gasps]

Oh, my God!

My "S"s sound perfect!

My sister Susanne
is a staff sergeant

at St. Steven's hospital
in Mississippi.

[cheers and applause]

- Oh, yeah!

- I can't believe it.

- I know!
She talks perfectly now.

Chase, she talks
perfectly now.

Chase!
- Michael!

[laughter]
- Chase.

- All right, all right.
Don't break my boyfriend.

- Your-your-your-
your boyfriend?

- Yeah, we just got done--
- Chase!

What-what--
Chase!

Chase! Chase!

- All right,
can we all go dance now

before the prom is over?

- Yeah, let's dance!

- Let's dance.
I--but wait.

I gotta move my car first.
I'll meet you there in sec.

Chase!

[horn honks]

- Let's dance.

MAN: ♪ Where I do go ♪

♪ Now that I know ♪

♪ This is who ♪

♪ I'm always going to be ♪

[music stops]

Mr. Takato?

- Hello, Michael.

- Would you please
come tell my girlfriend

that you really work
here at PCA

and that you thought me
to drive a stick shift?

- Oh, I can't do that.

- Why not?

- Because I do not exist.

[clicks tongue]

[mystical music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ You and me ♪

♪ Hanging out ♪

♪ Talking about everything ♪

♪ You and me ♪

♪ Just hanging out ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- Here we go!

- ♪ Here we go ♪

♪ Everybody come together ♪

- Come on.
- ♪ Here we go ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- Michael.
- ♪ You and me ♪

♪ Figured out ♪

♪ What this life's all about ♪

♪ Could we make it fun ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- Got any plans
for the summer?

- Nope. Why?

- Do you wanna spend it
with me in Hawaii?

- Hawaii?

You and me all summer?
- Mm-hmm.

- Yes!
- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ You and me, you and me ♪

♪ Hanging out, hanging out ♪

♪ Talking about,
talking about ♪

♪ Everything, everything ♪

♪ You and me, you and me ♪

♪ Just hanging out,
hanging out ♪

- Oh, Zoey is with Chase.

- Ohh.

- Hey, there's a girl.

- And her foot's stuck
in the fence.

- [yelling indistinctly]

[all yelling]

- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

[cheers and applause]

- I'm here!

- It's my fault we're late.

- Did we miss anything good?

- Nah, you didn't miss much.

- Nothing important.

- Oh, good, 'cause--
Chase!

- Give me the love.

- I'm gonna give you
some love.

[cheering]
- Yes.

- Yes!

♪ ♪

- Well, let's dance!

- ♪ I told you 20 times ♪

♪ I need to be with you ♪

♪ You're always on my mind ♪

- Yeah, baby.

MAN: ♪ You gotta feel it too ♪

♪ I wanna treat you right ♪

♪ And be a family ♪

♪ Well every day and night ♪

♪ That's where I wanna be ♪

WOMAN: ♪ If you wanna play ♪

♪ Come and play today ♪

♪ Let's just get away, yeah ♪

♪ I will make you see ♪

♪ All of the things ♪

♪ That you can be ♪

♪ Believe in yourself ♪

♪ Come follow me ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

[ding]

MAN: Mmm.

STACEY: Thanks, Dan.
We love you.