01x21 - Fish Talent Show/Employee Discount

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[BUBBLING]

[THEME SONG PLAYS]
One, two, three, four

Who's that knocking at my door?

Five, six, seven, eight

Hurry up and don't be late

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve

Got a secret I can't tell

Flap your fins, flip your tail

School's out, ring the bell

La, la, la, la

Ooh

La, la, la, la

Ooh

La, la, la, la

Ooh

La, la, la, la

One, two, three, four

Who's that knocking at my door?

Five, six, seven, eight

Hurry up and don't be late

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
Got a secret I can't tell

Flap your fins, flip your tail
School's out, ring the bell!

[MUSIC PLAYS]

[TIRE SQUEAKING]

MR. MUSSELS:
Bunny, broccoli, two broccoli...

These shadow puppets
are Mr. Mussels's talent.

What is your talent?

MR. MUSSELS: No!
I don't wanna hear it now,

'cause I want to save it
for the talent show.

-A talent show?
-[ALL CHEER]

Does the winner get a fabulous prize?

Yes, this coupon book.

-[EXCITED CHATTER]
-Oh, I could use the super savings.

Now, shine, my beautiful students.

Shine!

-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[SINGING] La, la, la, la...

[SINGING SCALES]
Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi

-You, you, you
-Me

-You, you, you
-[LAUGHS] Me.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS]

[PLAYING A DIRGE]

Wow, everyone's pretty amazing.

If we're gonna win this talent show,
we're gonna have to step our game up.

But we don't have any talents.

Well, we have one thing they don't.

-Shame?
-No. We're brothers!

Girls, I'm so excited.

There is just so much talent
bursting out of the three of us.

Girl, I had to put on another pair
of support hose just to hold it all in.

-Let's do a love circle.
-Excellent idea.

We wanna slather this thing
with good vibe butter.

Good vibes are key.
Shellsea, I think you're just great.

-I think you're great.
-You're both great.

Thanks, Clamantha.
You're great.

-We're all so greeea...
-Greeea...

Greeeat.

Shellsea, with your style,

and, Clamantha, with your spirit,

this is the year the three of us together

are going to dominate as...

-Whoa.
-I love this part!

...Tres Pescados.

-Salsa dance...
-Sensa... tion.

-Caliente!
-[SPUTTERING]

Uh-oh, my inflatable legs are giving out.

[PUFFING]

Okay, girls, I've choreographed us
a k*ller routine.

So who's ready to give it a try?

Girl, I've been ready since these clothes
were actually in style.

Come on!

Follow my lead.

Wash the windows, booty shake,

walk the dog, do the snake,

funky chicken, finger lick,

-shuffle back and rock that kick.
-Ow!

Ow! Ouchy! Ay, ay!

Ow! What the heck?

[GASPS] Clamantha, are you okay?

Shellsea just kicked me in the face.

I didn't kick it in the face.

Its face kicked me in the foot.

I mean, it's all face anyway.

Hey, I have hair too!

Hey, hey, hey,
what happened to the love circle?

Let's keep our eyes on the prize.

Angry fishes don't get their wishes.

Apologize!

If anything, that face should apologize
for what it did to my inflatable foot.

I got nothing to apologize for, sister.

Except your face.

-Hmph!
-Hmph!

[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

[SIGHS] Okay, this could get ugly.

Hey, girls!

Amazing meat loaf today, huh?

-Hmph!
-Ugh.

I know no one wants to budge on this,

but this is a coupon book
we're talking about.

-This is... [SCREAMS]
-[ACCORDION MUSIC PLAYS]

[IMITATES ITALIAN ACCENT]
Oh, dance, my little puppet boy.

Well, what did you think
of our talent show act? Hmm, hmm?

That's cute, guys,
but now is not the time.

[IMITATES ITALIAN ACCENT] Come on,
puppet boy, let's go get us some lunch.

I can fly!

That's our competition.

You're gonna let us lose to that?

-Tickle my tummy. [GIBBERISH]
-[GIGGLES] Milo, you're making me blush.

-I mean, really!
-Nothing to say.

And all I have to say is
"I have nothing to say."

-Ugh!
-This is so unacceptable

that you two are fighting.

I mean, as someone who's
been kicked in the face dozens of times,

I see it's obvious
that Shellsea needs to apologize.

Yeah!

-What?
-I disagree.

As someone who has
no control over my body,

I accidentally kick people all the time.

And it hurts my foot.

Homies need to give me my space!

You esmar-go, girl. Ew.

[GRUNTS]

I'm scared of Shellsea.

Therefore, I will side with her.

Albert Glass, you're a reasonable fish.

-Make this stop.
-Bea, I'm sorry,

but you've stumbled across
the classic conundrum:

who suffers more from a kick?
The foot or the face?

Tres Pescados suffers!

Can you please put me down?

-What should I do?
-Profit!

Who's on Team Shellsea?
Who's on Team Clamantha?

-Clamantha!
-Shellsea!

[ALL ARGUING]

[ALL SHOUTING]
Apologize!

-DR. FROG: What?
-CROWD: Apologize!

I gotta do something about this madness.

[MUTTERING] Cut!

-Clamantha?
-Oh, hey, Bea!

-Uh, what are you doing?
-Just a little yearbook editing.

What do you want?

Well, I came to talk to you
about getting Tres Pescados back together.

Until that flying foot-flinger apologizes,
I'm having nothing to do with it.

Well, funny you should say that,

because, actually, Shellsea apologized.

-She did?
-Um, yeah, she totally did.

-Was I there?
-Uh, no.

But she wanted me to tell you

that you were totally right
and she was totally wrong

and, um, stuff.

So, problem solved.
Let's get back to rehearsal.

[GROWLING]

What? What is it?
What are you thinking?

Nothing. Just making a pearl.

-[SPITS]
-Ow!

-An apology is all I needed.
-Whew.

I guess you'd better help me
paste these pictures back in.

Shellsea, it just kills me
to see you get all worked up like this.

I know.
I'm totally out of control.

Anyhoo, Clamantha...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Calm down.

It's good news, actually.
Clamantha apologized.

For what? White lipstick?

Come on!

No. She wanted me to tell you
that you were totally right

and she was totally wrong

and, um, stuff.

So, problem solved.
Let's get back to rehearsal.

What? What is it?
What are you thinking?

Shoes.

-So, we're good?
-Guess so.

-Wrist bump.
-[CLAP]

-[RUMBLING]
-[YELLS]

-[PORCELAIN BREAKS]
-[KOI SHOUTS]

[MUSIC PLAYS]

Whew. Okay, that's great.

I'm so glad that's behind us.
Ready?

Wash the windows, booty shake,

walk the dog, do the snake,

funky chicken, finger lick,

shuffle back and rock that kick!

Oh, my gosh,
it happened again!

Have fun dancing with that face.

-[POPPING, SPUTTERING]
-Shellsea, wait!

Well, I guess it's just the two of us.

But how do I know you won't kick me too?

-Nyah!
-The dream is dead.

[SCREAMING]

Miss Lips, I need some guidance!

[CRYING]

Milo, why'd you have
to get us all tangled up?

Ah, well, this is just a royal mess.

-What the...?
-You're pulling my fin.

Well heck, Milo.

Just get some scissors and cut the string.

Oh, what a good idea.

Who would've thought? Scissors.

That's a terrible idea!

Guys, calm down.
Let me help. There.

-Oh, thanks, Bea.
-Thanks, Bea.

At least I can do one thing right.

[SOBBING]

My, someone's having a pooh-pooh day.

Look at your fabulous legs!

-Oh, if I had legs...
-Yeah?

-Heck!
-I like your legs, Bea.

You can have them because I guess
I don't need them anymore.

I mean, you guys need an act, right?

Wow, Bea. Really?

Here's the dance routine I wrote
and big wig.

Hot dog!

You're not gonna dance with us?

Oh, I didn't think of that.

Tres Pescados... Nuevos!

Oh, I do love a parade!

Okay, follow my lead.

Wash the windows, booty shake,

walk the dog, do the snake,

funky chicken, finger lick,

shuffle back and rock that kick.

-Ow, my face!
-Ah!

-[GASPS]
-Oh no, not again!

It's okay, Bea. It's okay.

-Milo's just a klutz.
-[SINGSONG] Guilty.

[GASPS] Wait a minute.
I just realized something.

And I just realized my hands
look like paddles.

[SINGING] Paddle hands, paddle hands...

-So why are we...?
-Wrap it up, Bea.

I promise this will only take a sec.
Watch.

Wash the windows, booty shake,

walk the dog, do the snake,

funky chicken, finger lick,

shuffle back and rock that kick.

-Ow!
-See?

It was the choreography.

It looked like Oscar's face
got in the way of Milo's foot to me.

Milo should apologize.

-Let's do it again, guys.
-Oh, for the love of...

Wash the windows, booty shake,

walk the dog, do the snake,

funky chicken, finger lick,
shuffle back and rock that kick.

-Ow!
-I don't get it.

-Ow! Ow!
-Don't get it. Don't get it.

-Ow!
-Still nothing.

-You get it!
-Okay, fine, I get it.

That's just so hilarious.
[CHUCKLES]

You see, guys?

It was nobody's fault except mine.

Though I hate to admit it,
the routine has a fatal flaw.

I put these two dancers
too close together,

and the result being
a face kick every time.

So it wasn't her face after all.

And they lived happily ever after.

[ALL LAUGH]

Does this mean
I have to give up my beautiful legs?

Never!

Tres Pescados shall live on
in the form of...

Cinco Pescados!

-[CROWD CHEERS]
-[LATIN MUSIC PLAYS]

Ay-yay-yay-yay-yay!

-[BOOMING]
-[CHEERING]

Genius! Fruit and fish.

A powerful combination, my friend.

-[ALL PANT]
-[APPLAUSE, CHEERING]

-CROWD: Cinco Pescados!
-Oh, it's too good to be true!

You win the whole coupon book.

Enjoy your savings.

ALL: We did it!

But we didn't even go on yet.

[WHIMPERS]

[MUSIC PLAYS]

Good golly, Miss Molly!
This stuff is so cool.

Bea, you're the bestest.

Now, Milo, once again,

I am not giving you my stuff.

I just need you to watch it
while my tank is being cleaned.

[ENUNCIATING] You understand, right?

-Uh-huh.
-Great.

So, there's just one last thing,
but it's really important.

[SINGSONG]
My dress for tonight's school dance!

"A Night in Fish Paris."

-CHOIR: Ahh...
-Ahh...

-CHOIR: Ahh...
-Ahh...

-CHOIR: Ahh...
-[ULULATING]

Whoo! [GROANS]

[GRUNTING]

Um, where's Oscar?

I'm supposed to tell you he's at the gym,
because he doesn't really want you to know

he's actually free-form role-playing
with Jumbo and Albert.

[LAUGHS]
What do you need him for?

Well, no offense or anything,

but I just might feel more comfortable
if Oscar was in charge of this.

You don't think I'm responsible enough
to watch your dress?

[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY] No, no, that's not it.

I just, uh...

-[COW MOOS]
-Well, yeah, that's kind of it.

[WHIMPERS] I can't believe you, Bea.

I thought we were friends.

[GROANS] Okay, fine.

-[WHOOPS]
-But seriously,

you can't spill anything on it

or mess it up or catch it on fire.

-Yeah, yeah, I know.
-I have to run some errands for tonight.

-And Milo, remember, I'm counting on you.
-Later, Bea.

All right, dress,
it's just you and me now.

[PANTING, SIGHS]

Oh man, what a workout.

I think I'm gonna have to buy
some new shirts

now that my muscles are getting so big.

-What up, Oscar? You just missed Bea.
-[GROANS]

Uh, Milo, what are you wearing?

What, this old thing?

Well, Bea has entrusted her dress
for the dance tonight to me.

And I'm wearing it
so that I'll always know it's safe.

Bea's wearing that to the dance?

[SIGHING]

-[MILO'S VOICE] So you like what you see?
-[SHUDDERS] Milo, take that off.

-You're gonna stretch it out.
-No! I'm protecting it.

You're gonna mess it up.
Just give it to me.

-[SCREAMS]
-Get that dress off right now!

Bea put me in charge.

Stop it, Milo! You're gonna ruin it!

[BOTH YELLING]

[FABRIC RIPS]

-[BOTH SCREAMING]
-[GRUNTING]

Oh, what have we done?

We only have 18 or 19 school dances
every year.

We can't let anything ruin this for Bea.

Uh... Oh! I can fix this.

Let me get my glue stick.

No, Milo. Let's just go to the mall
and replace that dress

so she never finds out about this.

Great idea, o-bro.

So where do you think
she bought the dress from?

There! Carla's Secret.

One thousand fish dollars?

How much money you got?

Um, uh, 912.

MILO: Dude, I don't think they accept
video arcade tokens.

-We're gonna have to find a job.
-[SHRIEKS]

I don't care how much you pay me!
I quit!

They can find someone else
to work at that stupid store.

-[SMASHING]
-[SHRIEKS]

[GASPS] That's it!

We'll get jobs at Carla's Secret

and use the money we make
to buy the dress for Bea.

Milo, you don't know
anything about fashion.

Oh, Oscar, I know everything
about everything.

Come on!

So, I see here from your resumes

that you are both still in high school,

you have no retail experience,

and for personal references
you listed each other.

So why should I hire you?

Oscar, show the lady what you can do.

Uh... Okay.

[DRUMS ROLLING]

-Hmm.
-You're hired!

Now you will be working on commission,

meaning you get a percentage
of everything you sell.

These are the clothes over here

and the register is over here.

This concludes your employee training.

Now go help that customer.

-Uh...
-I got this.

-May I be of service?
-Why thank you, Milo.

So, I'm looking for some new clothes,
you know,

to make me feel better about myself.

I know just the thing! Some new shoes.

Oh, that's okay, Milo.
I don't actually...

[SIREN WAILS, RADIO CHATTER]

So, are you gonna buy the shoe or what?

Fine.

[CLATTERING]

Uh, Miss Lips,
can I help you with something?

Oh, Oscar. Why yes.

I was looking to see
if you had this blouse in my size.

Uh, what size are you?

Well, I uh... I think I'm a two.

O-kay. I'll go see
what we have in the back.

Oh, wonderful!

-[MISS LIPS GRUNTS AND SHOUTS]
-[FABRIC STRETCHING]

Uh... Is everything okay, Miss Lips?

OSCAR: You-- you've been in there
a really long time.

Miss Lips?

Uh, yes, Oscar. It's great.

It's just that... [CHUCKLES]
Silly me.

I remembered that I left my purse at home.

Miss Lips, your purse is right there.

-You're holding it.
-Oh! Well, so I'm an idiot.

-Well, I'll see you later, Oscar.
-[CRASHES]

-Ow!
-[SIGHS]

-[SCREAMING] Hi, Oscar!
-Clamantha!

[STUTTERS] What are you doing here?

I'm in the market for a new fall wardrobe.

But you don't even wear clothes.

To start, how about you help me pick out
some sizzling, stylish scrunchies?

-[HUMMING TUNE]
-[OSCAR SCREAMS]

CLAMANTHA: Come back here!

-Tell me about the hot new arrivals!
-Milo, help me!

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

-BEA: Hey, Milo.
-Bea!

So, how's that dress of mine, Milo?

Oh... [LAUGHS NERVOUSLY] Good.

I mean, it's definitely not ripped
or anything.

-[CRASHING]
-[OSCAR YELPS]

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

Well, Milo, I just wanted to let you know

I'll be swinging by your place in an hour
so we can all get ready for the dance.

-[PHONE BEEPS]
-[SCREAMING] Oscar! Where are you?

OSCAR: Milo, in here.

Oscar, Bea is gonna be back at our tank
in an hour.

What? But we haven't made any money yet.

We still can't buy that dress.

Well, we gotta sell something to somebody
and we gotta do it now.

CLAMANTHA: Oh, Oscie,

where are you, my lovable bowling pin?

Oh no, I am not helping Clamantha
shop for outfits.

[SIGHS] Then I guess Bea is about to have
one sad night in Fish Paris.

Oh!

-[SLOW ACCORDION WALTZ PLAYS]
-[CRYING]

Oh, no, she's crying.

-Milo, I'll do it.
-Yay!

Uh, hey, Clamantha.

Oscar, I need my honey
to help me spend my money.

[GAGGING, SPITTING]

OSCAR: Wow, Clamantha!

Well, there are 15 fashion-forward jumpers
over there

that would all look good on you.

-Awesome! You can help me button them.
-[YELPS] What?

[SONG PLAYS]
Shop

I love fashion

Shop

I like dresses

Shop

I like shoes

Come on, honey, spend that money

Shop.

A pleasure doing business
with you, Clamantha.

Thanks for all your help, boys.

And, Oscar,
here's a little something extra

for your troubles.

[GAGS]

-[LAUGHING]
-[SHUDDERS]

Even her money gives me the creeps.

But on the plus side, I think we have
enough money for Bea's dress.

Wait. No, we're still short.

We need to make one more sale

and we've only got...
[SCREAMS] five minutes.

But, Oscar, the store's empty.

Who are we gonna sell to?

BOTH: Mr. Baldwin!

Mr. Baldwin! Mr. Baldwin!

-You've gotta buy something now.
-So sad!

-Bea's gonna be sad!
-[MR. BALDWIN SHOUTING]

[SIGHS] Look, if I buy this,
will you leave me alone?

-BOTH: Yes!
-Here's all the money I have.

-Just take it, take it! [SCREAMS]
-Oscar, we did it.

Now let's get Bea's dress
and get out of here.

Okay, boys, that'll be
one thousand fish dollars...

-[CASH REGISTER BEEPS]
-...plus tax comes to 1,079 fish dollars.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Your employee discount
brings it back down to an even 1,000.

Employee discount.

Safe!

Boy, that manager sure was angry
about us quitting on our first day.

-Yeah, but it was all worth it.
-[DOOR CLOSES]

[GASPS] She's here.

-Hey, guys.
-Wow, Bea, you look...

So, Milo, do you have my dress?

Why yes.
Here it is.

This isn't my dress.

What do you mean? Sure it is.

No, it's not.
Milo, what's going on here?

[CRYING] I was taking really good care
of your dress

and then me and Oscar
accidentally destroyed it.

We thought if we got you a new one
everything would be okay.

But this is a thousand-dollar dress.

How could you even afford it?

We got jobs at Carla's Secret
to pay for it.

And we did have an employee discount.

Really? You guys didn't have to do that.

Yeah, we did.
We didn't want you to be unhappy.

But this is a genuine Fabian Loach dress.

Mine was just a knock-off
from Fishever 21.

It only cost $10.

But wait, if your dress was so dirt-cheap,
why did you make such a big deal about it?

Well, it's kind of a pain to have to go
back to the mall and buy a new one.

But if you can go to all that trouble
for me, I think I can bear it.

Come on,
we still have time to return this.

I think we can put that money
to better use.

BOYS: Yay!

-[ACCORDION MUSIC PLAYS]
-[CHATTER]

Here, I got you this.

Oh, what a nice hat.

-MISS LIPS: Ow!
-What a doll.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Bea, you sure are one smart little cookie.

Yeah, your new knock-off dress
looks just like the real thing.

Well, why spend money
on something frivolous like clothing

when you can spend it
on something practical

like a limo for a school dance?

-[RUMBLING]
-[KIDS SCREAMING]

Hey, everyone.

I couldn't decide which of my new outfits
to wear tonight,

so I wore them all!

ALL: Oh, Clamantha.

[ALL LAUGHING]

MOUSE: Lemonade!
Get your ice-cold lemonade here!

Lemonade, huh?

Yeah, I need to make some serious money.

And you're my only customer.

I could go for a glass of lemonade,

but I have some questions.

-Questions?
-Yeah. Is ice optional?

-What?
-Is it sweetened?

-I, uh--
-Is it organic?

Come on! Here's your lemonade.

Sweetened, unsweetened, organic,
ice, no ice, whatever!

-Just hand over the money.
-I just have one last question.

What's money?

MOUSE: No idea.