Hey!
I thought you might show up here!
Oh my god.
Yeah.
- What are you doing?! - Protecting you.
- Do you know this guy? - That's Spencer.
Huh? Oh.
Yeah, it's me. See? Ah!
Ow.
Man, I think I used too much glue.
[groaning]
Howdy.
Oh.
Good morning.
When'd you start working here?
Mm, today.
Oh. You in the union?
Oh, shoosh, yeah. Way in the union.
How come I haven't seen you at the meetings?
Hey, stop! Fake janitor!
What are you doing here, huh?
I didn't do anything to you!
I think people are noticing you.
What do you think you're doing here?!
I thought I heard you guys out here.
Freddie, is that you in there?
Yeah, it's me.
Oh, my gosh, the bear ate Freddie. Bad bear!
Ow! Ow! [groaning]
Here.
[groaning] Never do that again!
You're not the boss of me.
[groaning]
Are you okay?
Why are you in a bear suit?
I thought I could make baby Stephanie laugh
- if I wore this. - And did it work?
No.
What is this on your chest?
- Baby vomit. - O... kay.
Wow, this store is so convenient.
Can I help you?
Well, you know that movie Scarlett's Web?
The spider thing?
Yeah, I love that movie, but it's really expensive to buy
at well known retail stores.
So?
Do you by any chance know where a girl might find
a cheaper copy? Hmm?
No.
Oh. Okay, then.
Now what?
Uh, let me try. Just keep your cameras pointed at me.
Yo, bro.
I'm looking for a little cheap entertainment.
Hook me up?
Hook you up with what?
Some cheap entertainment. Here's some cash.
All right.
♪ Camptown ladies Sing your song ♪
♪ Doo-dah, doo-dah ♪
♪ Yank my toe Till its five miles long ♪
♪ Oh the doo-dah day ♪
Everybody!
♪ Yank my toe all night ♪
Forget it!
Wow. [chuckles]
This is kind of amazing.
Yeah. Not exactly clones, but... close.
Uh, huh. I'd say we're a pretty good match.
Totally. Hey, when did Freddie start looking so hot?
Okay, this chick is nothing like me.
Oh, come on, you guys could be sisters.
- You ever been arrested? - No.
We can not be related.
Hey, uh, we should leave soon.
Yeah. Okay, this is the plan.
We're going to sneak out of here and go to the MMA fight.
Ew. Fighting's so icky.
Oh, how can we look alike?
Wait, I thought you guys invited us here to be on iCarly.
Yeah, I mean, that's what Sam said in her email.
Uh-huh.
- Sam. - Why'd you tell 'em that?
Cause I thought they might not come if I told 'em
they were just gonna be locked in a room
all night with nothing to do.
What? Locked in a room?
Wait a second! Hold on! Hold on! Hold on!
Alright.
We just need you guys to stay up here
tonight and pretend to be us.
Just in case my mom
or Carly's brother comes up here.
And what's in it for us?
Uh, 20 bucks a piece?
- 50. - Sure, now she's like me.
Pardon me. Are you Nevel Paperman?
It's Papperman.
Oh, yes. I do so enjoy your website.
But I never knew you were such a handsome young boy.
[laughing]
I blush.
Well, hello.
You come here alone?
Yes. Go away now.
Hey, young man,
if I could just get your autograph, I'd be--
Come on, baby.
Let's go get us some chicken pot pie, huh?
You know, I don't care for pot pie. Run along.
Now if you could just sign your name right here,
you'd make me such a happy old woman.
Well, of course.
Now, who should I make it out to?
Carly, Sam or Freddie?
Well, uh, I don't know those people.
Really?
No, no, no need to unfold things
Be quiet, Spencer.
You were just trying to get me to sign
this URL transfer document.
No, no. I'm just a busty old woman.
Spencer!
You're not too old for me.
Beat it, boy!
Oh my god! Security!
Hey! Hey, young man.
How you doing?
No flash photography.
Oh, sorry.
Dude?
What's up?
Can you not read this sign?
No flash photography.
What the heck is wrong with you?
I guess you gotta chase me now.
Are you supposed to be doing that?
[Spencer barking, lady screaming]
Who's Freddie? My name is Chess Masterson.
Oh my god.
- Uh-huh. - Man.
Yeah.
She made you really good looking.
Sam.
Don't call me Sam.
Tonight, I'm... Regina Goodbody.
Unreal.
Carly.
I was once Carly,
but now I'm the hideous... Patty Schwab.
Oh, no, Patty Schwab ate my sister.
I did apologize for backing over you with my car, right?
All right. We'd better get to the party.
I agree, let's do it.
Hey, hey, wait a second.
I'm on iCarly a lot.
What if people recognize me at the party?
Oh, yeah. Do you have anything for Gibby?
There and there.
This is it?
Can I get, like a- a mole or something?
Yeah, I can give you a mole.
There.
Okay.
And your name can be... Roger.
Yeah. Roger. Roger Mole.
[beeping]
Uh, it's about time. You guys got my mom?
Sorta.
In here, Mrs. Puckett.
Hello, Sam. Blah.
Hey, Mom.
How'd your laser hair removal go?
Great. Now I'm smooth as a dolphin.
Ma'am, this is Sam's mother.
That's right.
She's here to sign Sam's release papers.
Release papers.
All right, you'll need to fill out
this form and sign at the bottom of page two.
Yeah, of course.
Spencer?
[chuckles]
No, I'm Pam Puckett, a woman.
Spencer, come on. It's me, Gary Berven.
I went to law school with you for three days.
[chuckles]
No, no, you have me confused with someone else.
That isn't me, Pam Puckett. Goodbye.
[laughing] You're still hilarious.
Hey, what up with the wig?
Don't pull my hair. That's no way to treat a lady.
Quit it, Gary!
[alarm blaring]
[groaning]
You finish your test?
Yeah. I probably flunked it,
cause all I could think about was being arrested by the feds
and that scary man's voice telling us, "Don't leave town."
Sam ever show up?
No. Nobody's seen her all day.
Pss. Over here.
Where have you been?
Getting stuff. Here's a wig for you.
And a wig for you.
Passport for Carly and a passport for this one.
What's this stuff for?
We're blowing this country. We're heading to the airport
and buying one way tickets to Amsterdam.
Sam?
Well, you wanna stay here in this country
and go to federal prison for hacking
into a secure communications network?
How are we going to pay
for one way tickets to Amsterdam?
I got all my mom's engagement rings.
Now, let's head to a pawn shop, turn this into cash
and get the fudge outta Dodge.
I think it might be too late for that.
Ms. Shea, Mr. Benson, Ms. Puckett.
Puckett?
Oh, are you looking for Sam Puckett?
She passed away. Funeral's Thursday. Bye.
Ms. Puckett.
Alright.
Put the cuffs on loose, would ya?
I don't like it when they dig into my wrist.
Just come with us.
You!
Happy haffaween, Freddie Benson.
- Who are you? - An old friend.
Who will now dramatically remove his robot head.
Nevel.
Are you feeling alright, Freddie?
You don't sound like yourself. [chuckles]
It's not funny.
[laughing]
On the contrary, it is quite funny.
In fact, I don't think
my funny bone has ever been so tickled.
Yeah, well, you're in big trouble, buddy.
- Ooh, am I? - Yep.
Carly, I found the purple robot. It's Nevel.
It's Nevel?
Nevel's the one who- Wait, where are you?
Just wait downstairs--
Freddie, I'd like you to meet my friends, Dimitri and Evon.
No, you don't.
Oh my.
Why did you stop this elevator?
Hello, Mrs. Benson.
Gibby?
I got some information for ya.
What kind of information?
Wait. I brought you a flashlight too.
Uh.
What is this about?
I'm going to show you some photos.
What's that?
That's just me in the bathroom.
There's me brushing my cat's teeth.
[chuckles] He hated that.
Oh!
Ah. Look at this.
[gasping]
Yeah. And this.
[gasping]
That's right. Your son, Freddie... is dating Sam.
[Ms. Benson screaming] [TV playing]