Shake It Up! s01e08 Episode Script

Hey, knock it off! Some of us still like naps.
Two, three, four! Well, it's only fair to tell you that five minutes ago I called the cops.
Suckers! # Everybody, everybody # # Get out on the floor # # It can get a little crazy # # When the kick hits the floor # # Make a scene, make a scene # # Nobody can ignore # # Don't knock it till you rock it # # We can't take it no more # # Bring the lights up # # Bust the doors down # # Dust yourself off # # Shake it up, shake it up # # DJ, set it off # # Take it up a notch # # All together now # # Shake it up, shake it up # # Sh-sh-sh-shake it up # # You gotta change it up # # And when you've had enough # # Sh-sh-sh-shake it up # # Bring the lights up # # Bust the doors down # # All together now # # Shake it up, shake it up # # Shake it up # I wonder if anyone saw us on Shake It Up, Chicago Saturday.
I'd say they did.
Is this all for us? It's a miracle.
I don't hate school anymore.
Make way, make way.
I need a two-shot of the stars.
Deuce, what are you doing? I'm making a documentary for my video class.
No pressure, but it's half my grade, and if you guys are lame, I'm looking at summer school.
Their climb to the lofty heights of stardom was meteoric.
Imagine these two young losers pathetic, shabby, unwashed nobodies one day, and local superstars the next.
- How does it feel? - How does this feel? Ow! Good morning, John Hughes High.
This is Ty Blue with your pre-homeroom report.
First up, a special shout-out to my own sister, Rocky Blue, who's now on Shake It Up, Chicago with her unbelievably talented BFF, CeCe Jones.
How much did that cost you? Ten bucks, but it was worth it.
I checked out lunch today, and, uh psst it seems to be fried seahorses again.
Bon appetit.
- Hey, you two.
- Oi, mamacita! - It's the cool kids.
- And they're coming over here.
Hey, I'm Joshua.
Saw you on Shake It Up.
You wanna sit at our table at lunch today? - Yes! - No.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yes, yes.
- No.
- Yes.
- No.
Before we were dancing on TV, the only times you guys looked at us was to copy off our homework.
So we'll just have lunch with our lonely, pathetic loser friends just like we always do.
What about tomorrow? Oh, we're definitely free tomorrow.
And so, our rocket ship to superstardom takes off.
First, lunch with the cool kids.
Next, we'll be throwing our cell phones at our assistants.
No, CeCe.
Promise me we won't ever go all diva.
Not all diva.
Maybe just a little tiny bit diva.
Fine.
We're never going all diva.
Slap swear? Slap swear.
Ohh! Sometimes I miss the pinky swear.
Hey.
Whoo! My name's Ty Blue.
Friend me.
So wait.
Girls like guys who dance? What do you care? Uh, no reason.
Oh, I get it.
Little dude's got a crush on a little dudette.
Back off.
That takes two hours in the morning.
All right, all right.
So does this little dudette have a name? Destiny.
She is hot.
I think.
Well, do you share you cookies and milk at snack time? In eight years, I'm gonna punch the poop out of you.
I'm just kidding.
You like this girl? Well, I'm gonna show you a move the ladies will love.
Come on.
Watch me.
Then you try.
Go.
I'm going to die alone.
Hey, guys, let's take it again from the top.
Five, six, seven, eight.
This is all we get to do? # Doo doo doo doo # Seriously? Better than dancing alone in the ladies' room.
We had more to do at kindergarten graduation, and I was dressed as a zucchini.
What's the matter, girls? Did you think you were going to be the big stars of the show? Gunther and Tinka are willing to "doo doo" all day long.
Okay, take five.
- I'll take care of it.
- That's what I'm afraid of.
Hi.
We haven't met yet.
I'm CeCe, and this is Rocky.
We're the new dancers.
- And you are? - Eddie.
And your last name? Quit bothering me.
Oh, interesting name.
Eddie, there's been a little mistake.
I don't think Gary Wilde would be thrilled that our talent is being wasted in the back.
Just tell us who we can talk to about this little issue.
Well, I'll tell you who you can't talk to.
Me, or any of the other Wilde things.
We are the lead dancers.
You're just the background dancers.
Got it.
Do we have a cool nickname? The Rear Ends.
I don't suppose you'd think about changing that to the Falcons? If you don't mind, I'm gonna go to my dressing room.
Oh, cool.
Do we get dressing rooms? Right here.
We get hooks.
What if we have to change clothes and boys are around? Oh, come on.
We're dancers.
There's no shame here.
Our bodies are our instruments.
Yeah, well, my banjo prefers to stay in its case.
All right, kid.
Show me what you got.
One, two.
One, two, three.
- Whoo! - Hey! Good job, little dude.
But stop now.
You don't wanna pull something you might need later.
Yeah.
It's always sad when students surpasses the master.
You do know you fit in this garbage can, right? Hey.
What was that about? - Just getting her attention.
- Oh, no.
You're not going anywhere till you teach me that.
It's easy.
You just put your fingers in your mouth and blow.
You give it a shot.
All right, little dude.
The first thing you need to learn is if you do that again, I'll kill you.
Gary, we need to talk to you.
She means, "Gary, can we please talk to you?" Of course.
I always have time to listen to my little Rear Ends.
The Wilde Things have this ridiculous idea that we're supposed to stand behind them and be doo-doo girls.
"Doo-doo girls"? You know.
# Doo doo doo doo # Oh, and we don't have dressing rooms.
We have hooks.
Wow.
Looks like I need to have a little talk with someone.
Thank you, Gary.
See, Rocky? If you don't ask for what you want, you don't get it.
- Cop a squat.
- Oh.
Looks like you two starlets are a little short on humility.
I'll have you know there was a girl who danced here ten years ago who used the same hook as you do, and today she's one of the biggest music stars in all of show business.
Lady Gaga? Okay.
Look, Coco, Ricki, I like you.
If I didn't, I wouldn't have even bothered to remember your names.
You didn't.
It's CeCe and Rocky.
I don't think so.
Nice work, CeCe.
Just when we thought we were somebodies we are back to being nobodies.
They were at the top of the world, then bang! Doo-doo girls.
Look, I think I reacted the way any normal person would have if they were given a hook.
Thank you for the hook, Gary.
We love it.
Look.
I crocheted a hook cover.
Like I said, any normal person.
We can't afford this many people, Gary.
You have to get rid of two.
Well, it's not a very difficult decision.
I mean, you know what they say: - Last hired, first fired.
- Ohh Come on, come on.
Just chillax, Rocky.
This will all blow over by tomorrow.
There's something I want you to look at, and you're not gonna like it.
It's not your infected toe again, is it? No, but if you wanna see that, it's really ripe.
Just Oh, come on, Deuce.
Sometime today.
All right.
Just don't shoot the meenger.
Also, don't kick him, slap him, or poke him with a sharp stick.
We can't afford this many people, Gary.
You gotta get rid of two.
Well, it's not a very difficult decision.
I mean, you know what they say: - Last hired, first fired.
- Ohh What? I'm really sorry, but I thought you should know.
I can't believe he's firing us.
- We don't know that.
- "Last hired, first fired.
" We were the last hired.
Well, technically, you were the last hired.
What? What's up? Oh, oh, right there.
You're getting good at this.
Oh! Yeah.
I think you've got that down now.
Okay.
Can you help me with one last thing? I try to talk to Destiny, but every time I do, I get scared, freeze up, and pee a little.
Little dude, the secret to talk to a girl is to listen to them talk, then pretend to care.
How do you do that? Mostly, you nod and say things like, "Uh-huh.
I hear you.
Tell me more.
That must've been terrible.
" So what if I really care about what she's saying and think it's important? Then you're a girl.
I hope Gary likes chocolate.
Enjoy the vanilla cake, Gary.
We know it's your favorite.
This is so cool.
I've never seen my face on frosting.
Thanks, Gustav and Twinkie.
- Actually, I'm Gunther.
- And I'm Tinka.
And we are the Hessenheffers! I don't think so.
Wow.
I have never seen bigger butt-kissers than the two of you.
- Really? You should meet our papa.
- Mm-hmm.
So, how'd you find out that someone's getting fired? We know nothing of such a thing.
Then why are you kissing Gary's butt? We always kiss tushy.
We have a saying in our country: You can't get to the top unless you kiss the bottom.
Ridiculous, Cy.
Cleaning staff has been on strike for two weeks.
I mean, you should see my dressing room.
It's a pigsty.
Nothing I can do.
And by the way, my name isn't Cy, it's Sid.
I don't think so.
Oh, Gary, we will clean your dressing room.
- Please, please, please? - That's what I like about you two.
You're go-getters.
And could you do something about this dance floor? There's schmutz everywhere.
We're go-getters, too.
We'll clean off the schmutz.
Whatever schmutz is.
Great.
You do that.
So, you ready to clean this dirty floor? Show me a sponge, baby.
Show me a sponge.
Oh, there's Destiny.
Whoa, little dude.
You left out one tiny detail about Destiny.
Didn't I mention she's blonde? No, you skipped that.
Hey, did you also notice she's twice your age? I'll take it from here.
Back off, you wretch.
I called dibs.
What do you want, Flynn? I was wondering if you wanted to come upstairs for a video game and a Fudge pop.
Not in the mood.
My cat's sick, my mom's on my case, and the last thing I need is some little kid bugging me.
Uh-huh.
Tell me more.
Really? Okay, well, it's mostly my mom.
She just has a way of making everything about her.
I hear you.
That must be terrible.
Go on.
And don't even get me started about my brother.
He's been going through all of this stuff Man, I'm some kind of freaky genius.
Oh, this is going well.
We should be done by our senior prom.
Hey, where'd you guys get the cleaning supplies? Down the hall, turn right, then look for the room we've emptied of all cleaning supplies.
Well, what are we supposed to use? Here, pitiful ones.
Floor wax.
Fetch.
I got it.
Come on.
Ever feel like they're winning? Oh.
Now we have floor wax, but we still don't have a mop.
Oh, really? I think I'm looking at one.
On your back, Red.
I'm not loving this.
You're loving getting fired more? No.
Mop me, baby.
Whoo! The schmutz is coming right up! You know what else is coming right up? My gym pants up my butt! I'm starting to think this plan wasn't very well thought out.
Actually, I think the plan is going very well.
You're enjoying this a little, aren't you? No.
I'm enjoying it a lot.
More floor wax.
Thanks.
The chemicals in this cleaner really takes the edge off the concussion you just gave me.
Getting dizzy.
If you don't stop now, you'll be cleaning up hurl! We are finished in Gary's dressing room.
- And you can eat off his floor.
- Which we did.
- Gunther brought hummus.
- Mmm, hummus.
What are you doing? I'm using CeCe as a dust mop.
Ah.
We always know CeCe was a dirty, dirty girl.
Yeah, well, we waxed this dance floor so shiny that Gary will be able to see himself in it.
And you know how Gary likes to see himself.
Didn't anyone ever tell you, "Don't wax a dance floor"? Hey, my dressing room looks No.
Nobody told us that.
Are you ready for our last show ever? - No.
- Me, neither.
It's all my fault.
- I acted like a dumb diva.
- Hmm.
I hope you're not looking for an argument.
No.
I knew I blew it for us.
I always blow it for us, don't I? No.
I mean, most of the time, you're the one who makes things happen.
No, I don't.
Who got us on the show in the first place? That would be me.
And who got us kicked off the show? That would be me.
See? You always make things happen.
I'm really sorry, Rocky.
It's okay.
So, what's your plan? I don't have a plan.
Oh, come on.
You always have a plan.
Well, I do have an idea.
Here's your host, Gary Wilde! Hello, Chicago! These are the hottest dancers, he's spinning the hottest music, and I'm Gary Wilde, and this - is Shake It Up, Chicago! # This is for the boys, everybody make a noise # # 'Cause the party of the year is happening right here # # I'll be riding down the lights # # That are flashing behind a fellow # # In my girly green tights # # That he wants to say hello to # # His face was all red # # And the mascara is blue # # He said, "Aren't you the" # - Ready? - Let's do this.
Now, Deuce! The black cable goes to the yellow.
The blue goes to the orange.
Now, this is either gonna work or blow us up.
# Beat is on fire # # Burnin' up, it's hot # # Gonna get this party tonight # # It's so fly, let's rock # # Call up on the radio # # Put your hands up, all the way up # # Turn it up, gonna hear it # # Pump it up, beat is on fire # # Put your hands up, all the way up # # Turn it up # Okay, we'll be right back.
Who knows? Perhaps we'll have more surprises.
Or less dancers.
You wanna explain exactly what you two were doing up here? Showing you what you're gonna miss after you fire us.
No, you're not gonna fire us.
You know why? Because we quit.
Who said anything about firing you? Who said anything about quitting? We overheard you say you're gonna fire somebody.
Yeah.
I am.
The guy that gets me coffee and the guy who puts cream cheese on my bagel.
Ohh.
You will be missed.
In that case, never mind.
Forget we ever said anything.
Come on, Rocky.
Let's get to the background where we belong.
Step out of line again, and you'll be joining the cream cheese guys.
Yes, sir.
You'll be seeing two Rear Ends dancing their tushies off.
But remember, if you change your mind and decide to fire us, I'm Gunther.
- And I am Tinka.
- And we are The Hessenheffers! # [dance.]
# # Turn it up, gonna hear it # # Pump it up, beat is on fire # # Burnin' up, it's hot # # Gonna get this party tonight # And then my dad made me visit my grandmother, and it was so boring.
Uh-huh.
I hear you.
That must be terrible.
Oh, hey, little dude.
Really little dude.
I hope you don't mind.
I've been in my room playing guitar and writing poetry.
I just need a little exercise.
Wow.
You're really good.
Uh-huh.
I hear you.
That must be terrible.
Hoo! Mm-hmm.
You think that's good? Watch this.
Ow! Ow! Ow, my ankle.
You poor thing.
Here.
Let me help you upstairs.
See you later, sucker.
# Sh-sh-sh-shake it up.
Shake it up # Synch by Benfo.