Show me your phones right now!
- Hey, what's your name? - Pepper.
- Do you follow me on The Slap? - No, I-I--
- Why not?! - I just moved here.
Okay, well, whip out your phone and follow me on The Slap.
Okay, okay.
[alarm sounding] All of you right now!
I will. I will.
You're scaring people into following you?
I'm gently suggesting that they follow me.
Hey! Do you follow me on The Slap?
- Uh-uh. - Follow me!
We have to go make our short film.
No, I have to get more Slap followers.
- Why? - Because Beck was up all night,
tweeting hot pics of himself so he got 200 more followers.
And there was no way I'm going to let him
have more followers than I have.
- Why not? - Cause I'm prettier than he is!
Are you?
What do we got? What do we got?
Um, I got Cat receiving another order
from that Sky Store catalog thing.
Whoa, uh, isn't that like her fifth delivery this week?
Yeah, chicks out of control.
No doubt, totally.
No. There were supposed to be two packages.
I only got one.
It was supposed to get here on- Hey, why are you shooting this?
Who are you with?
- Robarazzi. - Oh!
[chuckles] The girl's got a problem.
No doubt.
And, uh, I'm going to go out on a limb here
and say that's probably not her natural hair color.
[laughing]
Funny stuff, Rob.
Okay, what else we got?
Hey, I don't use anymore ketchup than the next guy!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Come on, you guys.
We're in the middle taping my show.
Beck and I are not splitsville.
Well--
Is there something you want to talk about?
Kidding.
Uh, are you guys getting this?
Cause this is really great stuff.
Robbie, you're not gonna have any friends left
if you keep exploiting us for your dumb blog.
Okay. We have...
Tori... freaking... out.
- Is he serious? - Really?
This is ridiculous.
[arguing]
Stop!
[music playing]
[screaming]
[music playing]
[groaning]
[music playing]
Camera crews here.
Let's fake some reality TV.
Action.
This is what happens
when a school janitor gets us in trouble.
Janitor's car, feel the wrath.
[screaming]
Hey! What- What are doing to my car?
Your car?
What is going on here?!
Um, we were wrecking this junker car for the show.
The Wood.
- Keep going. - No.
Shut up, buddy.
Okay.
This is Festus' car.
You said some guy dropped off this junker car for us to whack.
Yeah. He must have meant that one.
Hey, Trina. Are those Fazzini shoes?
They sure are, with ten inch heels.
That's a hot shoe.
I know. [chuckles]
Um, I'm still learning how to walk in them.
Do you mind?
Just grab on.
Hey there. Hi.
Oh, oh, hey, Fazzini shoes. I'm wearing 'em. They're mine.
Uh, yeah.
[screaming]
[grunting]
Come out of there.
Thirsty Tori?
Who are you? What is your deal?
My name is Fawn Liebowitz.
Well, I don't even know you.
I used to go to school here until you showed up.
Huh?
Your locker... used to be my locker.
Yeah, I got kicked out of Hollywood Arts
so they could make room for you.
And guess what, Tori?! I'm angry about it.
Yeah? Well, you guess what.
[blowing]
[blowing] Whistle?
[blowing]
Why won't it-
Looking for this?
How did you get my whistle ball?
The only thing you need to know is...
I belong at this school. Not you, me.
I wanna make it shine! It's my time to be!
To be arrested. Gary!
[making siren noises]
- What happened? - What's going on?
Fawn Liebowitz?
Oh, shut up, hippie.
She never liked you.
Mm.
Tori! Tori, did you hear? Did you hear the news?
- What? What happened? - It's war.
It's war, Tori. It's war!
[gasping] Is it Switzerland?
Will you forget about the war, we're gonna have a pop quiz.
But, you just said--
It's true, I tell ya. I just heard from two boys
in the bathroom at the urinal.
We're gonna have a pop quiz. A pop quiz is going down, Tori.
Oh, my God, I hate pop quizzes.
[yelping]
How can you think about a pop quiz
when we're at war?!
Come on, Tori. It's war.
I gotta go recycle some aluminum.
Uh. ♪ Oh, say, can you see? ♪
Ow! Ow, I'm hit! Arrow!
[groaning]
I got hit in the leg by a Swiss arrow.
Dang this cursed war.
[groaning]
[bell ringing]
I gotta get to class.
Helicopter!
Come on.
Okay.
Tacos?
The girl has tacos.
They're tacos.
Do you approve of this?
[music playing]
[laughing]
[music playing]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
The floor is wet.
We can't run across that. It's too dangerous.
Way to go, Tori. You just had to have your taco.
We're dead.
No. Just me.
You guys get back to the library.
What about you?
I'm gonna get Digger's attention.
How?
♪ Here I am once again Feeling lost ♪
♪ You don't have to be afraid To put your dream in action ♪
♪ You're never gonna fade You'll be the main attraction ♪
♪ In my victory Just remember me ♪
♪ When I make it shine ♪
Oh, I'm gonna make it shine.
I'm going to make it shine real good!
Hey, look.
She's doing it again.
Why would a young teenage girl need a supply of soft drinks?
Cat's been acting weird lately, like Sinjin weird.
You know, this morning I saw her brushing her teeth
here in the girls' bathroom.
Why were you in the girl's bathroom?
Are we talking about Cat or not?
You know, late last night, my mom and I were driving
by here, and I saw Cat's bike parked at the bike rack.
Weird. I wonder what's up.
Let's ask her.
- Hey, Cat. - Hey.
Hi.
What's going on with you?
I saw you here early this morning
and Jade says she saw you here last night.
Everything is normal!
Cat?!
What are you do--
Guys, you are in the way!
Get her!
Cat! Wait!
Why are you running so fast?
Stray sodas? Yes!
Oh, my gosh. That's where we eat lunch.
Yeah. The PearMaps satellite must have taken the shot
- a few months ago. - From space.
Hi.
Cat, we're inside.
Hey, is that us?
Oh, my gosh, that is us.
Oh, yeah, I'm wearing my red boots.
Uh, can you zoom in tighter on Jade?
I think. Uh, zoom a zoom zoom.
Um. [gasping]
No. Okay, no, I- I'm not--
- Picking your nose? - Cat!
I was not picking it, I was just scratching
the outside of my nose, like this.
Um, yeah, you see from this angle,
it just looks like you're picking--
Don't say it!
Okay, nobody mentions this to anyone.
- We won't. - Promise.
You mean you picking your nose?
- Cat?! - Come on.
I was scratching it.
Right.
[laughing]
[whistle blowing]
And switch!
Nice. Loosen those wrists.
Yes!
Slap it like you mean it!
Yes.
And stop.
Yeah.
- You're ready. - He's ready.
I'm ready.