01x06 - Chasing the Dream

[bunniefuu]

[guitar riff playing]

[both] Whoa!

-Kevin!
-Oh, hey, guys.

Like my new guitar?
It was custom-made.

That would explain the 14' guitar case
I just tripped over.

So, you know how the highest note
on a guitar you can play is right there?

-Mm-hm.
-Yeah, well, on the Kevin-ated guitar

it's played up here.

-Check it out.
-[notes screeching]

-[notes inaudible]
-[strings thrumming]

You look cool,
but I can barely hear anything.

Oh, that's because some
of the notes I'm playing

are so high that humans
can't even hear them.

But dogs can hear them, though.

-[notes shrieking]
-[dog whimpers]

-[dog barks and whimpers]
-[feedback whines]

[whimpering and barking]

I said dogs could hear it.
I didn't say dogs would like it.

-Whose dog was that anyway?
-I don't know,

but he just left a review
of Kevin's guitar-playing in the corner.

[stammers]
Really?!

-That's all you, man.
-You're cleaning that up.

No... on my carpet?!

-[theme music playing]
-♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ I was sitting at home ♪

♪ Watching TV all alone ♪

♪ So tired of routines ♪

♪ The day goes on and on ♪

♪ So I pick up the phone ♪

♪ Call everyone I know ♪

♪ I say there's gonna be a party ♪

♪ Hit the music, here we go, yeah ♪

♪ You gotta live to party
Bust your move ♪

♪ Everybody's in the groove ♪

♪ Tell the DJ to play our song ♪

♪ Are you ready to rock and roll? ♪

♪ Gotta live to party
Bust your move ♪

♪ Everybody's in the groove ♪

♪ Live to ♪

♪ Party! ♪

[school bell rings]

Hey, there's Stella.

[chatting quietly]

Whoa. What's up
with that sweater she's wearing?

She's gonna ask us
what we think of that sweater.

What are we gonna say?

Oh, so many bad sweater jokes,
so little time.

But, you know, I can't tell the truth
if I know it's gonna hurt their feelings.

Yeah. You get all nervous
and your voice gets high.

[high-pitched]
What's up with that?

I don't know.
I think it all started that one time

when I had to tell that one girl
the truth about that one thing.

Thanks, Sam.

[guitar strums]

That's when I learned that the truth...
can be like a knife.

Dude, we don't have time for a song.

OK.
Thank you.

Here comes Stella.
Maybe she won't ask us about the sweater.

-Hey, guys.
-[both] Hey.

[clears throat]
So what do you think of my new sweater?

[high-pitched] That is the most
beautiful sweater

-I've ever seen in my entire life.
-Aww, thank you!

-Joe?
-Stella,

you know I love you, but that sweater
looks like a peacock threw up on it.

[scoffs] This sweater happens to be
designed by Jacques Le Fejette,

the most cutting-edge designer
coming out of France.

Plus, it's completely biodegradable.

Great. Then you won't feel bad
throwing it in the trash.

-[scoffs] What do you know?
-Dudes, I got some bad news

and it has nothing to do
with Stella's horrible sweater.

Margo had to cancel.
She can't record with us tomorrow night.

-She's my favorite backup singer.
-She got a frog in her throat.

There is a bug going around.

No, she was swimming in a swamp
and got an actual frog in her throat.

She's at the clinic right now
getting a frog-ectomy.

What are we gonna do? Malcolm Meckle
is coming to watch us lay down tracks.

Malcolm Meckle,
the president of our record label?

Yes, which means we need to find
a replacement female backup singer, fast.

[Macy]
Incoming!

-Oh, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry.
-[groans]

[gasps]
Oh, I'm so sorry!

-[groans]
-Oh, I'm so--

[groans]

Macy, Macy, remember the drill.
Deep breaths.

[both breathing deeply]

Deep breaths, good, good.

I don't get it,
you're this amazing graceful athlete,

but any time you get near a Jonas,
you become this hallway hazard.

Let's get you two some ice.

Hey, hey, guys, don't forget
to ask about the new backup singers.

You need a new backup singer?

You know, I'm a singer.
In fact, it's always been a dream of mine

to turn pro, but I'm just so busy
with all the sports.

Well, if it's your dream,
then you should follow your heart.

How about you come by tomorrow,

and you can sing backup for us
on our new song?

Oh, my gosh, really?

Is this really happening?
I mean, you can't be serious. [chuckles]

[gasps]

[thud]

-But you are!
-[laughs]

Oh, what if I'm not good enough?

Don't sweat it, OK?

We'll meet tomorrow, and I'll give you
a couple pointers before we record.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

[Kevin grunts]

Jonas utensils, Jonas mirror...
Ooh, hey, Jonas boomerang. OK.

[chuckles]

[boomerang whooshes]

OK.

"Boomerang, not boomerangy."

Hey, Frankster, checking out
new merchandise for the next tour.

We manager types,
we call this "merch."

Makes this a "merch search."
[chuckles]

You see the...
OK. Hey, look at this.

Jonas Jerky. All the rock 'n' roll
goodness of Jonas,

in a salted and cured beef.

What do you think?

I think you need this new t-shirt.

Oh, OK.

Well, OK, it's a good picture
of you, Frankie,

but it doesn't have the name of the band
or any members of the band,

or really anything at all about the band.

-So, I gotta say no.
-This isn't over.

[boomerang whooshes]

Oh... oh!

"Boomerang too boomerangy."

[groans]

How can you eat sloppy Joes?

I custom-tailored these uniforms.

Do you have any idea how much
one of these shirts costs?

What?
I completely missed the shirt.

-[Kevin] Hey, guys.
-[Joe] Hi, man.

-What's up?
-So I just told Macy

that she could sing backup
on our brand-new song.

What?
I'll get that out with seltzer.

What?
How could you do that?

Why not?
We're gonna make her dreams come true.

Plus, I think it would be so cool
to have a fan sing on one of our records.

-Totally cool.
-Way cool!

Look, Macy's my best friend,
I mean, I love the girl, but...

[whispers]
She's a terrible singer.

I mean, terrible with a capital... whoa!

She told me that she was pretty good.
And she even thought about going pro.

If she's that bad,
I mean, why haven't you ever told her?

Well...
Well, because it would crush her.

I mean, she's so sensitive and delicate.

-She's so tiny.
-[Macy] Oh, yeah, jerk face?

Next time I see you on the ice,
I'm going to body slam you into tomorrow

and use your lopsided head
as a hockey puck!

[grunts]

Good lungs. And if she can carry a tune,
Kevin can help her sound awesome.

Besides, how bad could she be?

OK, one time during a softball game,

she was singing
"Take Me Out to the Ballgame,"

and they called animal control
because they thought

there was an injured manatee on the field.

-A manatee!
-[bangs table]

♪ Manatees... ♪

You know, the way we treat
these friendly cow-people of the sea...

says a lot about
the way we treat each other.

Didn't you tell him
that we don't have time for songs?

Put the guitar down.
Turn the lights back on.

-[switch flips]
-Thank you.

I'm so sorry I'm late!
I had bowling practice.

-[loud thud]
-Oh... oh, yeah!

I'm so sorry!
Did I hurt your foot?

Oh, I'm just so nervous.
[chuckles]

I can't believe an actual member of Jonas
is helping me with my singing.

[both chuckle]

-Thank you so much.
-It's OK.

Um, you know what?
Let's just start with some simple scales.

OK, sure, great.

[Macy echoing]
Kevin?

Kevin... Kevin.

[both gasp]

-What happened?
-[stutters] Are you OK?

The last thing I remember, I heard a...
injured manatee.

Um...

I don't know.
I just started singing and you fainted.

OK.
Um, let's try this again.

-OK.
-OK.

[singing off-key note]

[rumbling]

[bird squawks]

-[car alarm blaring]
-[dog barking]

[laughs]
Well?

To be honest with you...
your singing is... well...

[high-pitched]
You sounded beautiful.

Really?

[high-pitched]
Uh-huh, um... Really, really good.

You're not just saying that?

No, you were great...
[voice breaks]

[clears throat]
Great.

Wow.

If an honest, attractive,
professional Jonas like you

tells me I'm great,
then... then I must be great!

I am giving up all my sports
and devoting all my time to singing.

Watch out, world, here comes Macy Misa,
singer extraordinaire.

[high-pitched]
Great.

[whispers]
Run.

[guitar and drum beat]

So, how'd the music lesson go?

[high-pitched]
Great, good.

[normal voice]
Awful!

I wanted to be straight up
with Macy but I just couldn't.

Dude, what is your problem?
You've just got to phrase it right.

She might be
the worst singer ever singing,

in the history of awful singers singing.

How do you phrase that right?

We cannot risk her singing
in front of Malcolm Meckle.

This is going to be
his first time hearing our new songs.

We're trying to impress him,
not melt his brain.

You're right, she needs to hear
the horrible soul-shattering truth.

True.

I would just hate to be
in your ballet slippers.

No, no, no, no, no.

No. No.
This is not my problem.

This is your problem.

[groans]
OK.

I need to tell Macy the truth.

We'll go with you for support.

-You're gonna need it.
-[drum riff]

Aww.

Whoa!
Hey, Frankie.

You're a sneaky little devil, aren't you?

Happy?

What? What is this?
Is this your brothers down there?

You can barely see them.

That's why it comes with this!

Oh, sure, sure.
Try again.

This keeps him out of jail.

Oh, hey!

OK, champ, there's Macy.

OK.

All right, you can do this.
Just tell the truth.

-OK.
-The truth will set us free...

-From her terrible singing.
-Gonna tell the truth.

-Gonna set us free.
-Eye of the tiger, eye of the tiger!

[spits]
OK, let's do this!

[bell rings]

-OK.
-[deep voice] Um, hello, Mace.

Oh!
[giggles] Sorry.

Um, the thing...
[clears throat]

The thing is I need to
talk to you about your singing.

-My singing?
-[books thump]

Oh, sorry.

-Whoa!
-Oh, sorry.

-[giggles]
-The thing is...

Your singing, it really...

What Kevin's trying to say is...

are you still singing backup
for us tonight?

-Yeah, totally!
-Cool. See you there.

What happened to setting us free?

Yeah, dude.
I was just about to tell her the truth.

All you were about to do was pass out.

And it doesn't matter anyway
because I have a new idea,

-and it's foolproof.
-That means even I can't mess it up.

We let Macy record on the song,
but we don't use her voice.

She won't know the difference,
so she won't get her feelings hurt.

-Well, what about Malcolm Meckle?
-Malcolm Meckle mustn't meet Macy Misa.

See what I did there with all the "M"s?

-Yeah, dude, we saw.
-Impressive.

Anyway, we bring Macy in a little early,
she's gone before Malcolm even gets there.

-Dude, you're a genius.
-Actually three points shy of a genius.

But who's counting?

Is he really a genius?

That's what Mom says
every time she gets mad at me.

Hey, you know what?
I like that.

Now you've captured the family
team spirit perfectly.

-Good job.
-For real?

-So real, we have a deal.
-Sign here.

You are adorable.

And here.

[stamping]

[microphone pops]

OK, Macy, we about as ready
as we're ever gonna get out here.

[giggles]

I can't believe I'm actually
in an actual Jonas recording studio.

Neither can we.

So run us through this one more time.
She opens her mouth and...?

It kinda hits you before you hear it,

and then there's a flash
of blinding white light,

and in about ten seconds
you're gonna pass out.

But there's no symptoms
of vertigo or nausea, right?

No, no, no, I just got really
dizzy and then I puked.

OK, let's do this.

♪ Living life, life in the fast lane ♪

♪ Not that bad, no, we can't complain... ♪

Hey, there are my boys!

-Malcolm Meckle.
-Listen to that sound.

That's what I'm talking about!

We weren't expecting you
for another hour.

[wailing]

[all groaning]

What is that?
That's not what I'm talking about.

I don't want to talk about that.
Make it stop, make it stop!

Everybody, out of the building!
Sounds like a gas main just blew!

[music stops]

[Joe] All right, Macy, thank you,
that was great.

We'll see you in a second.

Great?
Do you know what you're talking about?

I don't think that's
what you're talking about,

'cause that's not what
I'm talking about.

Look, we know she's awful.
But she's a friend we said we'd record.

We have to talk about this.

We're not even gonna use it
on the CD anyway.

We know Macy isn't the greatest singer.

As soon as we were finished recording,
we were gonna erase her voice,

and no one will ever
have to hear her singing again.

We were just trying to get through this
without hurting her feelings.

Well, that's all very considerate,
but she's standing right there.

Macy, I...

[whimpers]

Oh, man.

"Happy Groundhog Day,"
"Congratulations on your new nose..."

How about this one?

"Sorry we crushed your dream of singing."

Although this is freakishly accurate,
I don't think a greeting card

is going to make everything OK.

Great job, guys.
Macy's devastated.

Don't worry, we feel
just as terrible as you'd hope.

Actually, we feel worse.

I ate three gallons of chocolate coma
ice cream last night.

Ohh... I have to admit that I feel better
that you feel terrible.

But now that I feel better,

I feel guilty for feeling good
that you feel bad.

What?

I got it.

What I'm trying to say is
I'll talk to Macy for you

and try to make everything better.

OK.

Wait, wait, wait.

I'll talk to Macy.

It's what I should have done
in the first place.

-OK.
-Here I go.

-Good luck.
-Thanks. I can do this.

No, no, I meant good luck
because she's carrying a javelin.

[sighs]

Ohh.

[stammers]
Hi, Macy.

I, um...

I want to apologize.

I really didn't
want to hurt your feelings,

and... I made it way worse.

I... I should have been straight up
with you from the very beginning.

I'm so sorry I wasn't.

I can't believe it!

An actual Jonas feels terrible for me!

I feel bad that you feel terrible.

-Oh.
-No! No, no, it's...

OK, OK. How about we both
stop feeling bad for each other?

And that we start in a new place?

-How about friends?
-[gasps] Yay!

[screams]

I can't take the pain!

-[whimpers]
-Sorry! Oh.

[yelps]

Hey, Macy.

What's going on?
I thought you'd still be really upset.

Oh, I feel better because Kevin
apologized... to me. [giggles]

And, Stella, none of this
would have ever happened

if you would have told me I wasn't
a good singer in the first place.

-But you're so sensitive.
-I can handle a little criticism.

You remember that basketball game
when I missed a shot at the buzzer

and we ended up losing by one point?

Oh, yeah, of course I do.

You were on the front page
of every newspaper in the county. [laughs]

-The point is--
-Right.

That now,
I'm the leading scorer in the state.

You don't have to treat me
like a little helpless bunny.

All right.
You got it, sister.

And, you know,
I promise to tell the truth,

no matter how bad it... hurts.

Oh, really?

Then tell me what you
honestly think of my sweater.

Oh, uh...
[chuckles]

Well, I... I...

I...
[high-pitched] I love it!

-It's so obvious he doesn't like it.
-I know.

[high-pitched] And his voice
gets all high when he's lying.

[laughs]

Help me, help me.
Anyone! Stella, Macy!

Anybody!

[bell rings]

[gasps]
Hi, Kevin!

-Nice sweater.
-Thanks.

Stella made it special for me
'cause I said I liked hers so much.

-Oh.
-But what are you doing?

I was thinking, I love singing so much,

I don't see why I have to stop
just 'cause I'm terrible at it. [chuckles]

You know, that's a really great attitude.

Share your passion with the world.

Well, maybe not the whole world.
[chuckles]

-Yeah. OK, bye.
-Bye, Kevin.

[♪ "Live to Party"
by The Jonas Brothers playing]

[bird cawing]

[dogs barking]