Rumor has it, action mega honk, J.T. Steel, star of the Mission,
[indiscernible] movies is hiding here.
researching his next role.
Did some one say J.T. Steel?
Yes, I did. Sharon Dee, BCBD-TV. Is he here?
- Is who here? - J.T. Steel.
- J.T. Steel's here? - J.T. Steel's not here.
The whole fake head shaving plan was mine in the first place.
I know what I have to do to make this right.
Wait, Dicky, no!
I was faking it, too!
I shaved my head!
For real!
Ooh.
- Wow. - Yikes.
Your hair really is everything.
Great. Now, I've got nervous breath.
Socks or no socks?
Whatever you did last time.
Okay, one of each it is.
Why aren't your shoes on?
They're too tight. My feet must've grown.
Do you remember which foot was socked?
- I think was the right one. - We're going to be late!
What happened to your shoes? They were fire.
Ricky put out my fire.
Being late makes Ricky faint!
Here we go.
Look what we did to you.
He made you hate cups so much, you became a plate slurpper.
Go on.
And we're sorry.
The truth is we don't listen to you, but we should.
You deserve our respect.
I do.
And from now on, we're going to listen to you.
But ya gotta stop that!
Nothing says first day of the new quarter,
like a freshly laminated schedule.
Who needs laminating when you got a hand?
This period, I have... mystery.
You mean history?
No, I have no idea what this says.
Now, let's go to Dicky Harper
to get the lowdown on the haps in the halls.
Dicky?
Nice book bag. What do you keep in there?
[laughing]
Dicky?
Yeah?
Dicky! You're on!
Oh.
I'll call you.
So, with the big dance coming up,
this year's hot trend is elaborate dance proposals,
or what the kids are calling, danceposals.
Oh. As you can see, one just happened!
Here come the janitor's now to clean up the mess.
Hello, people who look like sadder versions on my parents.
Ugh! I can't stand gym.
- Me neither. - Gym is the worst.
Yeah, Jim, beat it.
Not Jim!
Gym!
Sorry, Jim.
It's okay.
I hate gym to do.
Dude, don't be so hard on yourself.
It's all your fault!
We only got kicked off the force ‘cause we did things your way.
Well, at least we got to hang out together.
We're hanging from the lockers by our underwear.
Together.
Hey, my shovel stuck on a root. Could you give me a hand?
Do it yourself...
is what I would've said at our school,
but now, come on, guys, let's help Dickety Do.
Look at us. The Harper Quads working together.
Has life ever been this good?
Nope.
It wasn't a root! It's a pipe!
We struck oil!
We're gonna be rich!
Hot dickity don't!
That's not oil! That's sewage!
- What? - It's dickity dooty!
Gross!
We gotta get back in there before Terriann catches us.
Relax, Dawn. We're right here.
We totally made it.
[gasping]
Oh no!
We must've left the machine on!
What do we do now?
I know exactly what to do.
I've had dreams about this.
I'm going cloud tastin'.
Anybody got any other ideas?
Then let's go cloud tastin'.
Are you almost done with the... sweet spun sugar!
What happened here?
- Ooh, a call. - Nope, just a timer, I set.
My turkey melt is ready.
You do understand we're in a cafe?
With food... that you can order?
Duh. I ordered this yesterday.
I always like to stay a sandwich ahead.
And here's tomorrow's French Dip.
This heat wave is brutal.
It is way too hot outside.
- I call fridge. - I call freezer!
I call my frozen underwear.
And all of you thought I was stupid when I put it in there.
Ah! Underwear freeze!
Thanks. Bae's heavier than I thought.
What are you guys doing in here?
I was trying to get info about
what you guys were going to do to me.
Me too. But now we know everything was all made up,
so Dawn could manipulate us into turning on each other.
I can't believe she double crossed us.
You know, I think it's time
we start working together to get Dawn back.
Yeah, and I have a plan.
But first, could you make us some s'mores?
I'm starving.
I thought I'd have a snack in the beanbag chair, but...
turns out...
these weren't real beans.
Meet...
the Pizza Dilla.
Two slices of pizza slapped together to make a...
quesadilla.
Boom.
It's pronounced "quesadia".
So, it would be the "pizzadia".
I'll say it how I want.
It's my idilla.
Ow!
Yes!
Moving on!
Yes!
Stackety Do Das win and they are tournament champion!
Stackety Do Das!
What club should I use here, guys?
I would go with the putter.
You only have putter.
It's always going to be a putter!
Not if you use... a footer.
Hole!
She hid in the tree house!
If she gets caught with that book,
it's hello boarding school for her
and goodbye treehouse for us.
But again, it's not like that's the only reason
we wanna be friends with her.
- Yeah. - No.
Of course not.
Did you have to take a bath now?
I was here first.
Okay, I'm going to run over to Sid's and get that book back,
so Mr. Williams doesn't find out.
Why do you get to be the one who goes in the tree house?
Because I'm the only one wearing socks and shoes.
Good. She's gone.
Don't need these anymore.
No!
So...
ice cream, huh?
Yum num num.
Do you guys ever take anything seriously?
I take the wafflenader seriously.
I told you I'd be back.
Squish.
Hey, Dawn.
Don't blame me.
Maybe if you spent more time planning and less time
telling me to pay attention, you three wouldn't be out there.
Oh.
Be right there.
See?
That's Sylvia!
Really? Where's Sal?
They're asking for Sal.
Who's the third ghost?
Uh oh.
Look! It's Gasper, the Friendly Ghost.
[laughing]
If we fall asleep right now, we'll get four hours
and forty five minutes of sleep.
- Which comes out to... - 17,100 seconds.
Yes, actually.
How did you do that?
I don't know, but I'm on a roll.
Ask me another question.
What's five plus five?
- Fifty five. - The roll is over.
Oh no, I'm sleepwalking next to this open window!
Ow.
My bobsledding face!
[snoring]
Is what I would sound like, if I were really asleep.
What was that?
Just thinking about something.