(Intro Music)
- [Security Guard] All right, enjoy the party. Next!
Whoa!
Can't let y'all in dressed like you're going to PE class.
- Oh, oh yeah.
No, this stuff--
Yeah. No, we, we just came from...
- Charity work!
- Yeah. Charity work.
Yeah. Yeah. No.
We treated cats with--
Alopecia!
- Alopecia.
- Alopecia!
Yeah.
- Poor cats.
Name.
- Preston, Edward.
- Not on my list.
- What? Uh, there must be a big mistake.
I mean, us and the host, we go way back.
- Next!
- We basically helped save his life!
- Next!
- Uh, uh, wait, wait!
You know the song Peanut Butter Cup?
- Peanut Butter Cup!
Of course.
- Peanut Butter Cup!
Yeah yeah, you know the song?
Yes! Yeah.
I--I, It's actually about me.
I'm the peanut butter cup.
- Yeah, peanut butter cup.
- (singing) Peanut butter cup,
peanut butter cup--
- Don't make me call back up.
- Okay.
- Time for Plan B.
(electronic music playing)
- [Security Guard] Enjoy the party. Next!
- Hoho, babushka! Mozzarella, parmesan!
Did somebody order 20 pepperoni pizzas?
- Nope.
- What? Ah, you, ah, sure?
It's hot and fresh-ahh.
- Fresh-ahh!
- Go ahead, show me.
- Okay, okay.
- Okie dokie.
- Run run run run run!
(upbeat music playing)
- Bro, get off your phone. Have some fun!
- I'm trying to get a hold of Brittany,
but she's not responding to any of my texts or calls.
- Yo, there's a lot of girls at this party.
If Brit's ghosting you, move on.
- I don't want to move on.
- Well, I need my wing man helping me right now,
and you're bringing me down.
- [Security Guard] Next! Enjoy the party.
Next!
- Come on, Alma.
Hello! Excuse me, handsome young man.
Our car broke down. Could you help us old ladies?
- Where is it?
- Right down there at the end of the street.
- I don't see it.
- Go quick though!
- Why?
- There's...a baby inside!
- With the windows rolled up!
- And he's only 36 months old!
- Oh, I'll save you!
- Go! God bless you, handsome!
- It worked, great! Go, go, go, go, go!
- Have you ever thought about coming in hot
and just laying one on him?
- I did that at Junior's.
- That's not a romantic setting. Try again here.
If you can hack his phone, you can hack his heart.
- He's still hung up on Brittany. I don't get it.
- I don't get it either. But, you got this.
- You're right. I got this.
- That's the confidence I like to see in my stepsister.
- Okay! Let's go get my boyfriend back.
(tires screech)
- All right, Here we go. Go get 'em!
And girls! Hurry up! I'll be in the van.
- Can't believe Paige bailed. Thanks for coming.
- I came this far, I wasn't gonna miss this party.
- [Mani] Hurry up!
- Names.
- Monique and Brittany.
- Ah, enjoy the party.
(upbeat music plays)
- Man, I never knew how comfortable silk boxers are.
- Wait, are are you wearing Rich Rice's underwear?
- They were clean!
- Gentlemen, may I interest you in a snow cone?
- Thank you!
Oh my gosh, yes! Thank you good sir!
I thought this was a pool party.
- Yeah. No one's swimming.
- Huh.
Well, it looks like we better bring the fun.
Yea!. All right!
- Yeah! Whoa!
(dance music plays)
- Okay, okay, okay! On the count of three...
On the count of three...1...2...3!
- Whoa! You can't go in the pool!
- Wait, isn't it a pool party?
- Nobody swims at a pool party, bro.
- I--I thought the only rule of a pool party was to
you know, enjoy the pool?
- Not at this party!
So just keep it cool and don't embarrass yourself.
- What? Come on! Don't you remember us?!
Yeah! Come on! It's me, Chris!
- And Edward, remember, you know, 11:11, cosmic vedic?
-
- Magical stuff, that whole thing?
- Oh, yeah!
- Wait a second...are those my silk boxers?
- No.
- Yes. No.
- No. No. No.
- Y'all wearing my clothes? Nope!
You guys gotta get outta here.
- Don't you have any idea what we did to get here?
- I don't care. Nobody wears Rich Rice's undies.
You gotta go!
- I'm keeping these!
- He's not here either.
What if he left? What if all this was for nothing?
- Relax. He's gotta be here.
- Well, look who finally made it.
- Have you guys seen Raymond?
- Oh. Oh yeah, and Mr. Too Cool To Swim?
Yeah. He's around here some place.
- Told you.
- Where are you guys going?
- Return these clothes and head back to school.
This party sucks.
- Wanna go to the photo booth?
- No.
- Water balloon fight?
- No.
- Candy tower?
- I don't wanna do anything.
- It's all right. I know how you feel right now.
- How?
- Cause it's how I felt when you dumped me. Lousy.
- Sorry.
- It's okay.
'Cause it made me realize how much I loved you.
And, if we ever get back together, I won't mess that up again.
Believe it.
(cellphone dings)
You think you could put some sunscreen on my shoulders?
- Fine.
- Edward] This was a bust.
- Yep. Well, it was fun while it lasted, right?
Hey, at least I got to keep Rich Rice's underwear.
- Shh! Don't say that too loud!
- Okay. Okay.
Edward...hide, hide, hide!
Hide, hide!
- [Security Guard] No adults allowed.
- I am the vice principal of Attaway Middle School.
- Yeah. That authority doesn't fly around here.
- Okay, fine. Then just tell me,
have you seen these people or not?
- She's gonna catch us.
- Oh, Ms. Jacobs...
What about Monique and Brittany?
- We have to get back in.
- Yeah, we gotta go.
- You guys, we gotta go! Ms. Jacobs is here!
- What?!
- At security! We just saw her.
- I guess the party's over. I'm not getting busted for this.
- Okay, fine. It's guess it's not--
(tense music plays)
Oh no.
- Brit, let's not do anything too crazy.
- Oh, you haven't seen crazy.
- Oh no...
- Where do you think you're going?
(music intensifies)
(knuckles cracking)
(neck cracking)
- Next time, on "Mani"--
- [Brittany] (imitates chicken sounds)
- What do you think you're doing?!
- I don't know! 'Cause I'm crazy!
- (indistinct yelling)
- [Rich Rice] What's going on here?!
Someone has to leave right now!
- Me and you, a dance off. Winner gets to stay at the party.
- Deal.
- Will that be cash or...credit?