Harvey Street Kids (2018) s01e03 Episode Script
Harveyween/New Kid on the Block
1 [rock music.]
One, two, three, go! Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh - That's my drummer - This is my beat Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh - We're - Harvey Kids gonna run this street! Run, run, run this street It's Saturday o'clock Come on, get on your feet The world's our dance floor Our moves are sweet We're Harvey Kids Gonna run, run, run this street Wow! [upbeat rock music.]
[chorus.]
Hey! [spooky electronic music.]
[chorus.]
Yeah! [straining.]
Our first Halloween together is off to a great start! Nice, uh, fancy measuring cup costume? I'm wearing an Edwardian gown and holding an Erlenmeyer flask.
Could it be more obvious? I'm gonna have to say yes? [sighs.]
I'm the renowned Polish-born French-nationalized scientist Marie Curie! Oh.
I'm a bunny.
Hop-hop.
Hey, uh, where's Audrey? -Boo! -[screams.]
Oh, sorry.
-I don't do well with scares.
-It's cool.
So what do you guys think of my costume? Is there anything scarier than a vampire zombie-ghost-werewolf? Who wants a group hug? [all scream.]
-Sorry.
-Oh, no, still cool.
[Lucretia.]
Great party.
Lotta, that's the best bunny costume I've ever seen.
Excuse me? Where did you get that costume? -I made it.
-You made it? Like, with your hands? Yep! Well, sometimes with my feet, too, when I got tired.
What do you think of my costume? I made mine, too.
I pointed at it in the store and said, "Make that mine!" They're equally nice.
Equal? How dare you! Well, this has been a great first Harvey Girls Halloween.
-Got to go, bye! -What? Why? Was it my terrifying costume? It's getting dark, and, see, I only do daytime Halloween.
You know, decorating, costumes, shoving your head into a bucket of ice-cold water for apples and almost drowning.
Nice, safe stuff.
Nighttime Halloween is, uh, too scary.
But Halloween scary is the fun kind of scary.
Plus, if you leave now, you'll miss the bestest part, trick-or-treating.
That's the worstest part! Trick or treat.
That's 50% chance of trick! I don't like those odds.
[gasps.]
Lotta, as your best friends, we respect your feelings so much we will change them entirely.
You have to confront your fear.
Or I could run home, cover myself with bunnies, and cry until it's tomorrow.
Good talk.
-No.
-Don't worry, Lotter Tots.
Dot and I will be right by your side the whole time.
Ooh, chocolate skulls.
[yelps.]
Anyhoozle, we're gonna show you just how blastastically awesome nighttime Halloween can be.
[Dot.]
Yeah! We'll have an epic candy-filled fright fest even if it kills us! [screams.]
Okay, bad word choice, but you know what I mean.
If you guys really want to get scared tonight, you should go to the Forever Mud Puddle and chant "Muddy Barry" three times.
Why? What does that do? Oh, nothing.
Other than summon Muddy Barry, the vicious mud monster! He'll mark you for the Muddening! -[screams.]
-What's the matter? Too scared to get scared? This is perfect.
Nothing captures the scary fun of Halloween like ridiculous folklore.
Let's do it.
[creepy music.]
Oh, I forgot I'm allergic to chanting, so This'll be great.
Trust us.
[all.]
Muddy Barry! Muddy Barry! Muddy Barry! [both laughing.]
[exhales deeply.]
See? A little fear, then a lot of laughs.
Also, being scared releases neurohormones, which can often be therapeutic and regenerative.
[laughs.]
That's "science" for fun.
Yeah.
I guess that wasn't so bad.
And I only popped, like, three blood vessels.
I am so proud of you.
You stood up to your fears and Your backs! Look! Muddy Barry is real.
We've been marked for the Muddening! What are we gonna do? We're doomed! Do I get last words? I'd like some last words.
Cute! Snuggly! Water crest! [echoing voice.]
Perhaps you are doomed.
Or perhaps the heavens have opened to help you [grunts.]
Hold on! [exclaiming.]
[grunts.]
The ancient scroll of Harvey Street may have the answers you seek.
Years ago on Halloween night, right here on Harvey Street, a child, Barry, took too much chocolate.
As he walked home eating it, he didn't notice a large mud puddle.
Barry fell in and was swallowed whole.
The pit then turned him into a vicious mud monster.
Now he drags other children into the mud to make them his mud monster buddies.
Yeah, that tracks.
Aw, man! Anyhoozle, the only way to stop from turning into mud monsters is to give Muddy Barry an offering of 32 bars of trick-or-treated chocolate.
You have until the last house on the block shuts off its porch lights and [whispering creepily.]
all candy is gone.
And good luck! I don't want to turn into a mud monster! Let's get our trick-or-treat on! Nope, still not trick-or-treating, but I have a better idea.
Hey! That's our secret chocolate stash stache.
I know! We're going to give it all to Muddy Barry.
But you heard Bobby.
The candy has to be trick-or-treated.
Do not mess with monster fine print.
His eyes are made of mud.
He won't be able to tell the difference.
I think he'll be able to tell the difference.
What did you do? Yeah, I might have dipped into that.
It's fine, it's fine.
We're the Harvey Girls.
We can totally squeeze out 32 chocolate bars from this.
Is that a tooth? Doesn't matter.
[upbeat music.]
[laughs.]
So that's where you flopped off to.
Time to wrap like your lives depend on it.
Barry? Of the Muddy family? Hi, I'm a terrified victim.
I hear you like chocolate, so please don't kill us.
[creepy music.]
Did it work? Mud bubble once for yes and twice for no.
[Dot.]
Yes! It worked.
We're free! Whew! I'm going to go celebrate by hiding under my covers forever! Audrey? Dot? No! [breathing heavily.]
This is my worst nightmare! Even worse than the one where Crush 4U broke up so Auden could pursue his passion for glassblowing! Way, way worse! I warned you! -[screams.]
-Oh! Oh, man, I broke my staff.
Anyway, I warned you, trick-or treated candy only.
You've been here the whole time? Why didn't you do something? Uh, I'm less of doer and more of an adviser.
My advice? Get trick-or treating fast.
Or you're next.
[sighs.]
I know what I have to do.
[bunnies squealing.]
Yep, this is totally better than facing my fear and saving my friends.
Right, Audrey? Right, Dot? [groans.]
Why did I name you all Audrey and Dot? Okay, let's do this.
[panting.]
[shouting.]
Trick or treat? Preferably treat.
Okay.
Ah! I got candy! And nothing tried to eat me! [yelps.]
[chuckles.]
Yeah, who would do something like that? Huh.
So maybe it is more like treat or treat.
Aah! Trick! [eerie music.]
That was totally scary.
And totally awesome! 32 bars? That's enough to save my friends from imminent death.
Aah! Down to the last porch light! Don't worry, guys.
I'm coming! Girls! Lotta! Help! My Marie Curie costume, itit's useless here! It smells like pumpkin! Just pumpkin.
No spice! It's not natural! Don't worry, guys! I got all the trick-or-treated chocolate bars! Oh, you should have seen it.
I went up to the door, and I knocked and We understand what trick-or-treating is! Dump the bars! Okay, Muddy! Let my friends go! [distorted growling.]
[gasps.]
[whimpers.]
[growling.]
[grunting.]
Okay, so now you just hand them back over, right? Where are you going? -I don't want to be a mud person! -I only sort of do! You're not taking my friends.
[grunting.]
Okay, I'm gonna fight a mud monster.
How do I fight a mud monster? Ha! What's dirt's biggest fear? -Failure.
-Puppets? Getting cleaned up.
Huh? [groaning.]
[dramatic music.]
Frufru? Uhhappy Halloween? Why did you do this? I thought we were friends.
Or at least casual acquaintances.
Because I was supposed to be the only bunny at that party.
This was my revenge! So ha! Revenge! [laughing.]
That is ridiculous.
Uh, what about us? We were the ones trapped in a pumpkin.
Eh, my plan wasn't that thought out.
[sighs.]
I should be mad at you, but I also had the most exhilarating night of my life! What? Oh.
Oh, awesome.
-[both straining.]
-[boy.]
Hey! [thunder booms.]
You girls need some help? I'm Barry Mudderson.
I used to live on this block.
I knew I knew that name.
You guys were right.
Getting scared is fun.
Nighttime Halloween is so awesome that we should do it again tomorrow night! And the night after that and the night Actually, I'm gonna need a little breaksy on the whole Halloween thing.
[Dot.]
Yeah.
I'm thinking, like, 364 days.
[sighs.]
[grunts.]
Guys? Oh, not again.
[muffled grunts.]
[upbeat rock music.]
[chorus.]
Hey! Come on, it's almost time.
[factory steam puffing.]
Yeah! The Butter Factory's releasing its savory, yellow steam! [all sniffing.]
Ahh.
The light's refracting through.
And bouncing off the Harvey E.
Harveson statue! And there it is.
The Aurora Harvealis.
Which means [all.]
Epic dance party time! I'm dancing like everyone's watching.
The Harvealis is like our block's daily way of saying, "Thank you for living on my face!" Yeah! Audrey, we discussed this before.
Our block does not speak.
It sings! Hello, all on Harvey Street I'm the best, dance your feet! You are the best, Harvey Street! Best dancing, best freak natural phenomenons -[horn honks.]
-best moving vans! Wait.
A moving van? -New-kid alert! -[imitating siren wailing.]
-How tall is he? -What kind of bike does he ride? Does he need a BFF? 'Cause I'm totally available.
All questions will be answered, but first, as the block's official unofficial ambassador-protectors We got to go ambass him! [all.]
Welcome to Harvey Street! We're Audrey, Lotta, Dot! You're gonna love it here A lot, a lot, a lot! -So legit.
-[camera shutter clicks.]
I'm Gerald, but you can call me [clears throat.]
"Gerald.
" Neat! Here we have our own handshake.
Or rather, foot shake! [chorus.]
Go! Yeah! [laughs.]
Just one of the many "Harvelous" things that makes Harvey Street the best place around.
Around, sure.
But, well I'm from Austland.
Nah, you've probably never heard of it.
So many memorinos.
We had our own handshake, too.
[gasps.]
[upbeat banjo music.]
-[strumming.]
-[all oohing.]
Whoa.
Is that an electric ukulele? Yep.
They're huge in Austland.
No big squeal Oh! Interesting.
Here we say "no big shakes.
" Our regional slang is on page 35 of the orientation pamphlet in your welcome kit.
[sighs.]
Did he just sigh at my welcome kit? [softly.]
Austland Girls, I think we need to do something about this.
Yeah.
Nobody sighs at our home.
Oops! One more thing in here.
Us! As in let us, the Harvey Girls, give you a tour of Harvey Street! Ooh, here's a Harvey Street fun exclusive.
The Forever Mud Puddle! It never dries up.
Some think it is due to radioactive dinosaur bones beneath the town.
Other, less crazy people think the puddle crossed a witch, who cursed it with immortality.
All we know for sure is, you can have fun splashing in it forever.
And it's good for your skin, too.
Pinkeye! Have you been in here waiting for a splash fight? Took all day, but it was worth it.
[laughter.]
Picture all the fun new memorinos you'll make.
I so heart this.
It's Legit Town.
But not quite Legit City also known as Austland.
Instead of splashing in puddles, we covered ours with locally sourced weavings, out of respect for our shoes.
You covered your mud? I respect your cleanliness, but mud puddle! Well, if it'd make you feel more at home, then I guess we could try.
So what's next? Our favorite spotthe Climbing Tree! It's great for kids of all climbing skill levels, from novice [struggling, sighs.]
[Dot.]
To advanced.
[exciting music.]
What do you think? Reminds me of how in Austland, we turned all our climbing trees into stray cat sanctuaries.
So legit.
Oh, our strays like to live in mailboxes.
[cat snarling.]
But maybe they'd be happier up there, like in Austland.
I would like my mailbox back.
Sure, I'll throw cats into trees.
[cats yowling.]
Purr-fect.
Mm.
[screams.]
Observation this many cats severely compromises the tree's climbatude factor.
That's okay.
In Austland, we didn't really climb our climbing trees anyway.
It was more about feeling the climbing you don't do.
You know what I'm saying? Oh! Now I get it.
Cool.
There is still a lot more to Harvey Street that is perfectly great and amazing exactly the way it is, such as the best ice cream truck, best book bike, best fire safety mascot You guys play, too? Oh, yes.
Kickball is huge here, but we play by Harvey Street rules.
Harvey Street rules? Swish! Ten points! Not if I touch the pineapple first! [both grunting.]
Oh, Austland's game was called ball-kick.
It was the legit-a-most.
[folksy music.]
We are the ambassadors.
[music stops.]
So, ball-kick.
How do you play? You take a ball, then kick it.
Then how did you score points? Oh, we didn't keep score.
Everyone's a winner, every kick in ball-kick.
Wait, games can have winners? [gasps.]
Our kickball is one long never-ending game.
I kind of want to try ball-kick! Harvey Street Kickball games are not never-ending.
We just play until one team hits a thousand points.
Yes! I am a winner! What do you think? I know it's not Austland, but for your new home I L-O-V-E, love it here! -[squeals.]
-[laughs.]
Why, I feel so welcomed, I want to thank you in the Austlandy-est way I can.
With a flash music festival.
[all cheering.]
Sounds fun! I'll make a stage! I'll assemble a robust sound system.
I'll be security.
Got my eye on you, punk.
Try and stop me, fuzz! That all sounds too legit to spit! But, you know, I think we might want to make a few more tweak-erinis to the whole vibe-scene.
[all.]
More tweak-erinis to the vibe-scene? And I think we're good.
If this is good.
Hey.
Just wanted to say thanks.
I know I hide it well, but I was legit missing Austland.
But I legit feel at home now.
We did it.
Yay? Yay? Something's wrong with my "yay.
" Girls, I know we're awesome at making new kids feel welcome here, but were we too awesome? [Audrey.]
Maybe.
And now, Gerald.
Hello-sies, Harvey Street.
I'm [factory steam puffing.]
[gasps.]
The Harvealis! It's Harvealising! [upbeat music.]
[clears throat.]
[music clicks off.]
Not to be that guy, but back in Austland, instead of dancing, we would not do dancing.
We also weren't big on weird lights, so So no Harvealis or dancing? Dancing does make my legs tired.
[light shimmering.]
[gasps.]
[groans.]
No! I want to make him feel welcome, but not the Harvealis.
Never the Harvealis! This Lotta gotta boogie! Uh, our block must be like, "What'd you do to me?" Indeed! Our block's beautiful singing voice has been silenced, and it's our fault.
In all our ambassing, we forgot to protect.
How do we get it back? Well, we are at a music festival.
Let's harness the power of song! Oh, hang on, let me find the note.
Song, song, song, song [somber ukulele strumming.]
[feedback whines.]
[rock music.]
Gerald, your old town sounds real neat But it's not the only place That's gnarly We miss the ways of our little street 'Cause Harvey Street's gotta Harvey! Who's with me? We had the perfect climbing tree When it actually could be climbed Our puddle was an endless treat Covering it, are you out of your mind? Harvey street's gotta Harvey A birthday's gotta party Einstein's gotta be smarty Harvey street's gotta Harvey We want you to like it here So we changed stuff, but we're sorry We gotta put it back and keep it weird 'Cause Harvey Street's gotta Harvey! [all cheering.]
That's awesome! That's why I got that Harvey Girls tattoo! Look, we want you to feel at home on Harvey Street, too, but we can't change it to Austland.
To us, it's the best place around just the way it is.
Know what? You're right.
This is the best place around.
It may not have everything Austland has, like a vintage piñata store or dogs that rollerblade or an antigravity bowling alley.
Wait, what? But you do have the heart to try this hard to make a stranger feel welcome.
Harvey Street, I deem you Legit the way you are [all cheering.]
[light shimmering.]
Hey, you want me to teach you some Harvey Street dances? So legit.
Probably should have asked this sooner, but what does "legit" mean? [chorus.]
Ha! Yeah! Come on! Run! Yeah! Go Hey! Let's go! Turn it up Hey! Go! Yeah! Come on Run! Shh! Ha! Yeah! Yeah! Let's go Uh-huh Come on Yeah Hey!
One, two, three, go! Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh - That's my drummer - This is my beat Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh - We're - Harvey Kids gonna run this street! Run, run, run this street It's Saturday o'clock Come on, get on your feet The world's our dance floor Our moves are sweet We're Harvey Kids Gonna run, run, run this street Wow! [upbeat rock music.]
[chorus.]
Hey! [spooky electronic music.]
[chorus.]
Yeah! [straining.]
Our first Halloween together is off to a great start! Nice, uh, fancy measuring cup costume? I'm wearing an Edwardian gown and holding an Erlenmeyer flask.
Could it be more obvious? I'm gonna have to say yes? [sighs.]
I'm the renowned Polish-born French-nationalized scientist Marie Curie! Oh.
I'm a bunny.
Hop-hop.
Hey, uh, where's Audrey? -Boo! -[screams.]
Oh, sorry.
-I don't do well with scares.
-It's cool.
So what do you guys think of my costume? Is there anything scarier than a vampire zombie-ghost-werewolf? Who wants a group hug? [all scream.]
-Sorry.
-Oh, no, still cool.
[Lucretia.]
Great party.
Lotta, that's the best bunny costume I've ever seen.
Excuse me? Where did you get that costume? -I made it.
-You made it? Like, with your hands? Yep! Well, sometimes with my feet, too, when I got tired.
What do you think of my costume? I made mine, too.
I pointed at it in the store and said, "Make that mine!" They're equally nice.
Equal? How dare you! Well, this has been a great first Harvey Girls Halloween.
-Got to go, bye! -What? Why? Was it my terrifying costume? It's getting dark, and, see, I only do daytime Halloween.
You know, decorating, costumes, shoving your head into a bucket of ice-cold water for apples and almost drowning.
Nice, safe stuff.
Nighttime Halloween is, uh, too scary.
But Halloween scary is the fun kind of scary.
Plus, if you leave now, you'll miss the bestest part, trick-or-treating.
That's the worstest part! Trick or treat.
That's 50% chance of trick! I don't like those odds.
[gasps.]
Lotta, as your best friends, we respect your feelings so much we will change them entirely.
You have to confront your fear.
Or I could run home, cover myself with bunnies, and cry until it's tomorrow.
Good talk.
-No.
-Don't worry, Lotter Tots.
Dot and I will be right by your side the whole time.
Ooh, chocolate skulls.
[yelps.]
Anyhoozle, we're gonna show you just how blastastically awesome nighttime Halloween can be.
[Dot.]
Yeah! We'll have an epic candy-filled fright fest even if it kills us! [screams.]
Okay, bad word choice, but you know what I mean.
If you guys really want to get scared tonight, you should go to the Forever Mud Puddle and chant "Muddy Barry" three times.
Why? What does that do? Oh, nothing.
Other than summon Muddy Barry, the vicious mud monster! He'll mark you for the Muddening! -[screams.]
-What's the matter? Too scared to get scared? This is perfect.
Nothing captures the scary fun of Halloween like ridiculous folklore.
Let's do it.
[creepy music.]
Oh, I forgot I'm allergic to chanting, so This'll be great.
Trust us.
[all.]
Muddy Barry! Muddy Barry! Muddy Barry! [both laughing.]
[exhales deeply.]
See? A little fear, then a lot of laughs.
Also, being scared releases neurohormones, which can often be therapeutic and regenerative.
[laughs.]
That's "science" for fun.
Yeah.
I guess that wasn't so bad.
And I only popped, like, three blood vessels.
I am so proud of you.
You stood up to your fears and Your backs! Look! Muddy Barry is real.
We've been marked for the Muddening! What are we gonna do? We're doomed! Do I get last words? I'd like some last words.
Cute! Snuggly! Water crest! [echoing voice.]
Perhaps you are doomed.
Or perhaps the heavens have opened to help you [grunts.]
Hold on! [exclaiming.]
[grunts.]
The ancient scroll of Harvey Street may have the answers you seek.
Years ago on Halloween night, right here on Harvey Street, a child, Barry, took too much chocolate.
As he walked home eating it, he didn't notice a large mud puddle.
Barry fell in and was swallowed whole.
The pit then turned him into a vicious mud monster.
Now he drags other children into the mud to make them his mud monster buddies.
Yeah, that tracks.
Aw, man! Anyhoozle, the only way to stop from turning into mud monsters is to give Muddy Barry an offering of 32 bars of trick-or-treated chocolate.
You have until the last house on the block shuts off its porch lights and [whispering creepily.]
all candy is gone.
And good luck! I don't want to turn into a mud monster! Let's get our trick-or-treat on! Nope, still not trick-or-treating, but I have a better idea.
Hey! That's our secret chocolate stash stache.
I know! We're going to give it all to Muddy Barry.
But you heard Bobby.
The candy has to be trick-or-treated.
Do not mess with monster fine print.
His eyes are made of mud.
He won't be able to tell the difference.
I think he'll be able to tell the difference.
What did you do? Yeah, I might have dipped into that.
It's fine, it's fine.
We're the Harvey Girls.
We can totally squeeze out 32 chocolate bars from this.
Is that a tooth? Doesn't matter.
[upbeat music.]
[laughs.]
So that's where you flopped off to.
Time to wrap like your lives depend on it.
Barry? Of the Muddy family? Hi, I'm a terrified victim.
I hear you like chocolate, so please don't kill us.
[creepy music.]
Did it work? Mud bubble once for yes and twice for no.
[Dot.]
Yes! It worked.
We're free! Whew! I'm going to go celebrate by hiding under my covers forever! Audrey? Dot? No! [breathing heavily.]
This is my worst nightmare! Even worse than the one where Crush 4U broke up so Auden could pursue his passion for glassblowing! Way, way worse! I warned you! -[screams.]
-Oh! Oh, man, I broke my staff.
Anyway, I warned you, trick-or treated candy only.
You've been here the whole time? Why didn't you do something? Uh, I'm less of doer and more of an adviser.
My advice? Get trick-or treating fast.
Or you're next.
[sighs.]
I know what I have to do.
[bunnies squealing.]
Yep, this is totally better than facing my fear and saving my friends.
Right, Audrey? Right, Dot? [groans.]
Why did I name you all Audrey and Dot? Okay, let's do this.
[panting.]
[shouting.]
Trick or treat? Preferably treat.
Okay.
Ah! I got candy! And nothing tried to eat me! [yelps.]
[chuckles.]
Yeah, who would do something like that? Huh.
So maybe it is more like treat or treat.
Aah! Trick! [eerie music.]
That was totally scary.
And totally awesome! 32 bars? That's enough to save my friends from imminent death.
Aah! Down to the last porch light! Don't worry, guys.
I'm coming! Girls! Lotta! Help! My Marie Curie costume, itit's useless here! It smells like pumpkin! Just pumpkin.
No spice! It's not natural! Don't worry, guys! I got all the trick-or-treated chocolate bars! Oh, you should have seen it.
I went up to the door, and I knocked and We understand what trick-or-treating is! Dump the bars! Okay, Muddy! Let my friends go! [distorted growling.]
[gasps.]
[whimpers.]
[growling.]
[grunting.]
Okay, so now you just hand them back over, right? Where are you going? -I don't want to be a mud person! -I only sort of do! You're not taking my friends.
[grunting.]
Okay, I'm gonna fight a mud monster.
How do I fight a mud monster? Ha! What's dirt's biggest fear? -Failure.
-Puppets? Getting cleaned up.
Huh? [groaning.]
[dramatic music.]
Frufru? Uhhappy Halloween? Why did you do this? I thought we were friends.
Or at least casual acquaintances.
Because I was supposed to be the only bunny at that party.
This was my revenge! So ha! Revenge! [laughing.]
That is ridiculous.
Uh, what about us? We were the ones trapped in a pumpkin.
Eh, my plan wasn't that thought out.
[sighs.]
I should be mad at you, but I also had the most exhilarating night of my life! What? Oh.
Oh, awesome.
-[both straining.]
-[boy.]
Hey! [thunder booms.]
You girls need some help? I'm Barry Mudderson.
I used to live on this block.
I knew I knew that name.
You guys were right.
Getting scared is fun.
Nighttime Halloween is so awesome that we should do it again tomorrow night! And the night after that and the night Actually, I'm gonna need a little breaksy on the whole Halloween thing.
[Dot.]
Yeah.
I'm thinking, like, 364 days.
[sighs.]
[grunts.]
Guys? Oh, not again.
[muffled grunts.]
[upbeat rock music.]
[chorus.]
Hey! Come on, it's almost time.
[factory steam puffing.]
Yeah! The Butter Factory's releasing its savory, yellow steam! [all sniffing.]
Ahh.
The light's refracting through.
And bouncing off the Harvey E.
Harveson statue! And there it is.
The Aurora Harvealis.
Which means [all.]
Epic dance party time! I'm dancing like everyone's watching.
The Harvealis is like our block's daily way of saying, "Thank you for living on my face!" Yeah! Audrey, we discussed this before.
Our block does not speak.
It sings! Hello, all on Harvey Street I'm the best, dance your feet! You are the best, Harvey Street! Best dancing, best freak natural phenomenons -[horn honks.]
-best moving vans! Wait.
A moving van? -New-kid alert! -[imitating siren wailing.]
-How tall is he? -What kind of bike does he ride? Does he need a BFF? 'Cause I'm totally available.
All questions will be answered, but first, as the block's official unofficial ambassador-protectors We got to go ambass him! [all.]
Welcome to Harvey Street! We're Audrey, Lotta, Dot! You're gonna love it here A lot, a lot, a lot! -So legit.
-[camera shutter clicks.]
I'm Gerald, but you can call me [clears throat.]
"Gerald.
" Neat! Here we have our own handshake.
Or rather, foot shake! [chorus.]
Go! Yeah! [laughs.]
Just one of the many "Harvelous" things that makes Harvey Street the best place around.
Around, sure.
But, well I'm from Austland.
Nah, you've probably never heard of it.
So many memorinos.
We had our own handshake, too.
[gasps.]
[upbeat banjo music.]
-[strumming.]
-[all oohing.]
Whoa.
Is that an electric ukulele? Yep.
They're huge in Austland.
No big squeal Oh! Interesting.
Here we say "no big shakes.
" Our regional slang is on page 35 of the orientation pamphlet in your welcome kit.
[sighs.]
Did he just sigh at my welcome kit? [softly.]
Austland Girls, I think we need to do something about this.
Yeah.
Nobody sighs at our home.
Oops! One more thing in here.
Us! As in let us, the Harvey Girls, give you a tour of Harvey Street! Ooh, here's a Harvey Street fun exclusive.
The Forever Mud Puddle! It never dries up.
Some think it is due to radioactive dinosaur bones beneath the town.
Other, less crazy people think the puddle crossed a witch, who cursed it with immortality.
All we know for sure is, you can have fun splashing in it forever.
And it's good for your skin, too.
Pinkeye! Have you been in here waiting for a splash fight? Took all day, but it was worth it.
[laughter.]
Picture all the fun new memorinos you'll make.
I so heart this.
It's Legit Town.
But not quite Legit City also known as Austland.
Instead of splashing in puddles, we covered ours with locally sourced weavings, out of respect for our shoes.
You covered your mud? I respect your cleanliness, but mud puddle! Well, if it'd make you feel more at home, then I guess we could try.
So what's next? Our favorite spotthe Climbing Tree! It's great for kids of all climbing skill levels, from novice [struggling, sighs.]
[Dot.]
To advanced.
[exciting music.]
What do you think? Reminds me of how in Austland, we turned all our climbing trees into stray cat sanctuaries.
So legit.
Oh, our strays like to live in mailboxes.
[cat snarling.]
But maybe they'd be happier up there, like in Austland.
I would like my mailbox back.
Sure, I'll throw cats into trees.
[cats yowling.]
Purr-fect.
Mm.
[screams.]
Observation this many cats severely compromises the tree's climbatude factor.
That's okay.
In Austland, we didn't really climb our climbing trees anyway.
It was more about feeling the climbing you don't do.
You know what I'm saying? Oh! Now I get it.
Cool.
There is still a lot more to Harvey Street that is perfectly great and amazing exactly the way it is, such as the best ice cream truck, best book bike, best fire safety mascot You guys play, too? Oh, yes.
Kickball is huge here, but we play by Harvey Street rules.
Harvey Street rules? Swish! Ten points! Not if I touch the pineapple first! [both grunting.]
Oh, Austland's game was called ball-kick.
It was the legit-a-most.
[folksy music.]
We are the ambassadors.
[music stops.]
So, ball-kick.
How do you play? You take a ball, then kick it.
Then how did you score points? Oh, we didn't keep score.
Everyone's a winner, every kick in ball-kick.
Wait, games can have winners? [gasps.]
Our kickball is one long never-ending game.
I kind of want to try ball-kick! Harvey Street Kickball games are not never-ending.
We just play until one team hits a thousand points.
Yes! I am a winner! What do you think? I know it's not Austland, but for your new home I L-O-V-E, love it here! -[squeals.]
-[laughs.]
Why, I feel so welcomed, I want to thank you in the Austlandy-est way I can.
With a flash music festival.
[all cheering.]
Sounds fun! I'll make a stage! I'll assemble a robust sound system.
I'll be security.
Got my eye on you, punk.
Try and stop me, fuzz! That all sounds too legit to spit! But, you know, I think we might want to make a few more tweak-erinis to the whole vibe-scene.
[all.]
More tweak-erinis to the vibe-scene? And I think we're good.
If this is good.
Hey.
Just wanted to say thanks.
I know I hide it well, but I was legit missing Austland.
But I legit feel at home now.
We did it.
Yay? Yay? Something's wrong with my "yay.
" Girls, I know we're awesome at making new kids feel welcome here, but were we too awesome? [Audrey.]
Maybe.
And now, Gerald.
Hello-sies, Harvey Street.
I'm [factory steam puffing.]
[gasps.]
The Harvealis! It's Harvealising! [upbeat music.]
[clears throat.]
[music clicks off.]
Not to be that guy, but back in Austland, instead of dancing, we would not do dancing.
We also weren't big on weird lights, so So no Harvealis or dancing? Dancing does make my legs tired.
[light shimmering.]
[gasps.]
[groans.]
No! I want to make him feel welcome, but not the Harvealis.
Never the Harvealis! This Lotta gotta boogie! Uh, our block must be like, "What'd you do to me?" Indeed! Our block's beautiful singing voice has been silenced, and it's our fault.
In all our ambassing, we forgot to protect.
How do we get it back? Well, we are at a music festival.
Let's harness the power of song! Oh, hang on, let me find the note.
Song, song, song, song [somber ukulele strumming.]
[feedback whines.]
[rock music.]
Gerald, your old town sounds real neat But it's not the only place That's gnarly We miss the ways of our little street 'Cause Harvey Street's gotta Harvey! Who's with me? We had the perfect climbing tree When it actually could be climbed Our puddle was an endless treat Covering it, are you out of your mind? Harvey street's gotta Harvey A birthday's gotta party Einstein's gotta be smarty Harvey street's gotta Harvey We want you to like it here So we changed stuff, but we're sorry We gotta put it back and keep it weird 'Cause Harvey Street's gotta Harvey! [all cheering.]
That's awesome! That's why I got that Harvey Girls tattoo! Look, we want you to feel at home on Harvey Street, too, but we can't change it to Austland.
To us, it's the best place around just the way it is.
Know what? You're right.
This is the best place around.
It may not have everything Austland has, like a vintage piñata store or dogs that rollerblade or an antigravity bowling alley.
Wait, what? But you do have the heart to try this hard to make a stranger feel welcome.
Harvey Street, I deem you Legit the way you are [all cheering.]
[light shimmering.]
Hey, you want me to teach you some Harvey Street dances? So legit.
Probably should have asked this sooner, but what does "legit" mean? [chorus.]
Ha! Yeah! Come on! Run! Yeah! Go Hey! Let's go! Turn it up Hey! Go! Yeah! Come on Run! Shh! Ha! Yeah! Yeah! Let's go Uh-huh Come on Yeah Hey!