Pretty Freekin Scary (2023) s01e17 Episode Script

1
Is this a new exercise trend?
Dance-eating?
I like it.
No. I'm just too excited to sit.
Today's a big day.
It's Tuesday.
There's one every week.
Yeah, but this Tuesday,
we have a special visitor.
A super fun visitor that lets you sit
on their lap and brings cool presents.
Santa Claus is coming?
This is a dream come true.
I didn't make my bed
this morning.
Why'd I pick today to be naughty?
If that's the bar for naughty,
I'm in big trouble.
It's not Santa.
It's someone even better.
Beyoncé?
Maybe you should just tell us
before Pretty explodes.
My grandma.
Unless your grandma's Beyoncé,
it's a bit of a letdown.
You haven't met our Maw-Maw,
she's awesome.
She has amazing stories
about all her adventures
and she hugs like nobody's business.
Yeah. Imagine Mom if she never made us
do chores and was really fun.
I'm fun. Wash your plate.
See? Maw-Maw wouldn't make me
wash my plate.
She'd just tell me
to lick it clean.
Easy for her. She can just
be-bop in here and spoil you.
Then leave me to deal
with the consequences.
I can't wait to meet her.
Get ready.
She should be here any minute.
Hi! Oh
Wow, tough crowd.
Sorry. We thought you were Maw-Maw.
Yeah, I get it.
She's awesome,
and she's right behind me.
How are my babies?
Give me some sugar.
Maw-Maw!
Nice to meet you,
Frankie's grandma. I'm Pretty.
You sure are, honey.
But this isn't a business meeting.
And this little angel must be Scary?
Hi, I don't do hugs.
That's because you haven't
had a Maw-Maw hug.
- Wanna try one?
- I guess.
Doesn't that feel nice?
Actually, yeah.
Okay, class. Settle dow
Settle down.
Now, as you know,
each of you are responsible
for bringing in a homemade dish
that reflects your background
to our upcoming Heritage Day.
Or, you know, as I like to think of it,
free lunches for a week.
Nyx, I just thought of a great idea.
I'm gonna make my family's
famous gumbo for Heritage Day.
The recipe has been passed down
for generations.
And it's perfect timing.
My Maw-Maw's in town.
The only thing passed down
in my family is sarcasm.
I wouldn't bother.
The only dish that'll be worth trying
is my family's shepherd's pie.
Hmm. I don't think so.
When people taste my dish,
they're gonna be like,
"That gumbo is yumbo."
I bet the class will like mine
more than yours.
Well, I bet you're wrong.
And I am here to remind you
that there's no betting allowed.
This is school, not Vegas.
Although, fun fact, this total snack
is headed there this summer
What do you say to a friendly wager?
Shepherd's pie versus your soup?
Uh, Frankie, your gumbo sounds
great-o, but not sure you realize
- Tyler's mom is a chef.
- Oh, I realize.
Hey, Tyler. I see your pie
and I'm gonna raise you a gumbo.
I'll do your dumb wager, okay?
What are you doing here?
Got some Birthday Fairy money
burning a hole in my pocket
and I thought I'd treat myself.
What should I get?
I don't know. Get the Gobblers.
They're my favorite, too.
What if we both reach for them
at the same time, and we'd locked eyes,
and we touched hands.
It would be our Schmeat-cute.
- Come again?
- You know, a meet-cute.
It's a first encounter
between two characters
that are destined to be together.
It's a staple of every rom-com.
I watch them all the time with my mom.
Yeah. I'm more
of a zombie apocalypse kinda girl.
Cool.
See ya.
Bye.
Mom, I just had my first meet-cute,
tell you all about it tonight.
Popcorn emoji, heart emoji,
wedding ring emoji.
And send.
Is that Hat Guy?
Why is Hat Guy going
into Principal Peppers' office?
Are they working together?
What a twist.
Once I leapt out of that plane,
I was never afraid of skydiving again.
Wow. You're like a superhero, Maw-Maw.
What's the point of getting old
if you can't have some fun?
Now, if you really want
something amazing,
try one these beignets
I whipped up, Sugar.
Wait, are you calling me Sugar?
Sugar, where I'm from,
everyone gets a nickname.
Like, "Doc" or "Bugs" or "Captain."
In fact, we used to call Wendi
"Scooter Tooter."
Ooh. I'm gonna call her that.
I wouldn't.
I want a cool nickname.
How about Steve?
You can't give yourself a nickname.
Leave that to me.
You're Pretty Pie.
And Scary, you're
Nope. Scary's right.
Yeah, it is.
Back when I was
on the roller derby team,
they called me the Cayenne Cutie.
- I was a jammer.
- What's a jammer?
Kinda like a human bowling ball,
but on roller skates.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
Hey, we should go roller skating.
Great idea. Let's go now.
We're heading to the roller rink
to knock people down.
Wanna join us, Doodle?
I wish.
I've got a ton of homework to do.
Can I get a Maw-Maw hug
to tide me over though?
Always.
Why is my furniture all moved?
Oh, I did some yoga earlier.
When I went to move the furniture back,
I realized how much better
it looks this way.
More open and less constrained.
Mmm-hmm.
More like unorganized
and not put together.
Bye, Scooter Tooter.
What? He said it.
Mom, do you think Maw-Maw
would show me how to make
her famous gumbo
for a school assignment?
You don't need Maw-Maw for gumbo.
I've been making it
since I was your age.
Did I hear gumbo? Wait.
Is Maw-Maw
making her famous recipe?
No. I'm gonna show Frankie
how to make it.
My gumbo is just as good as Maw-Maw's.
Of course it is, honey.
We're supposed to make a dish
that speaks to our heritage.
Well, if you wanna take the easy route,
I can show you how to make my
Mom's famous hot dogs.
Thanks, Dad.
We'll put it down as a plan B.
Let's take a look at the gumbo recipe
and see what ingredients we need.
I'm loving the new living room layout,
so much more open
and less constrained.
- Maw-Maw did that.
- It's going right back to where it was.
Yep, the old way was better.
Are you totally sure it was the Hat Guy
from our surveillance footage?
I know what I saw.
And this isn't like the time
you swore you saw Ariana Grande
jump off the high dive
at your uncle's community pool?
It was her. She cannonballed.
Ariana Grande doesn't swim
at community pools.
Look, Hat Guy had
the same hat and package,
and put it in Principal Peppers' office.
Carson, tomorrow we're
getting into that office.
They look kinda good together.
Stop trying to meet-cute everyone.
Come on.
I've never seen
an old person skate that fast.
Especially backwards.
Respect, Maw-Maw.
Is it just me, or is that
the saddest sound in the whole world?
Go get yourself another boba,
Pretty Pie. You too, Scary. I'm buying.
Won't that ruin our appetites?
If you do it right.
The roux is the base to the whole gumbo.
The key is to push it
to the last second.
But don't burn it.
'Cause you'd have to start over.
It's turning a chocolate-cinnamon color.
Oh, that's good.
Remember, don't take
your eyes off the roux.
Imagine it's your phone,
and you just posted a pic.
I get it, Mom. Don't burn the roux.
What's going on here?
I know y'all aren't cooking gumbo
without me.
Frankie has an assignment for school,
so I'm teaching her the family recipe.
- First rule is make sure
- You don't burn the roux. We know.
I haven't made gumbo in a while,
but some things you never forget.
Like riding a mechanical bull
at a jazz festival.
Ooh-whee!
What's gumbo?
Gumbo is love, family, and tradition,
all mixed together into a perfect stew.
I'll stick with cereal.
- Can I help?
- You sure can.
Whack a clove of garlic with this.
Ooh, we don't give him sharp things.
Hmm, she ain't wrong.
Looks like you need
a little bit more oil, Doodle.
No she doesn't. The recipe calls for
exactly two thirds cup of oil.
Recipe, schmecipe. It's all up here.
I never wrote down a recipe.
No, I did, when you taught me.
Scooter Tooter,
you gotta make gumbo by feel.
I know. It's right here in the recipe.
So what am I doing?
Stir.
Are you using canola oil
instead of vegetable?
Is that wrong?
- Yes.
- No.
Mom, can she just do the recipe my way?
It was my way before it was your way.
Well, which way is it?
Not that way.
Great. I burned the roux.
Morning, Doodle.
Shh. I don't need that catching on.
So, how'd the gumbo turn out?
- Will you be ready for tomorrow?
- I don't know.
My mom and Maw-Maw
kept arguing about whether to add okra
and how to cut the veggies.
We ruined three batches.
And started a grease fire.
And then they argued
about how to put it out.
And this is why I order in.
I'm gonna have to gumbo solo tonight.
I can't take any more bickering.
Hope it works, 'cause word
about the bet is spreading like a rash.
Hey, Skunk Head.
You ready to throw in the ladle?
Not a chance.
My gumbo game's on point.
I made three delicious batches
last night.
And started a fire.
Nyx!
Let's make this bet
a little more interesting.
When you lose, you have to wear
a t-shirt that says "Tyler Is Awesome."
And when you lose,
you have to rock a big,
white skunk streak in your hair.
It's on! My shepherd's pie
is gonna make you cry.
I'm gonna gum-blow you away!
And I
Liked this better when we were sitting.
You know what this stakeout's missing?
Snacks!
Something about being on a stakeout
makes a man hungry
For justice!
Ooh, that's good.
I'mma write that down.
We got company. Act natural.
That's right. Enjoy the show.
I think we fooled them.
We need a plan to get to
Principal Peppers' office
so we can snoop around.
You know the rules. Get in trouble,
go straight to the principal's office.
Now sit in there and wait
until she comes back.
And put in a good word for me.
It's, uh,
teacher evaluation week.
Carson, you and I are gonna
find a way to get into a little trouble.
Dude, she's gone.
Stop flexing.
Look at what jerk Tyler
left in my locker.
Yeah.
Plate of sticky toffee pudding.
What a jerk!
But I better taste it,
just in case it's poison.
Nope, it's good.
So good.
Oh, come on.
It can't be that good.
Darn it!
This is the best thing I've ever tasted!
Well, wait until you see
tomorrow's main course.
You're going down, Freekin'!
I can still win this.
It just melts in your mouth.
Hey, Mrs. Ripp.
Check out how fast I am in my new kicks.
See? I'm so fast, I'm blurry.
He stared at those shoes so long,
of course I had to buy them.
And I couldn't buy shoes
for Pretty and not get Scary something.
Show her, Scary.
- Oh, new pants?
- New hoodie.
It looks just like the old one.
If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
I love a good hoodie.
I wear 'em when I go snowboarding.
- Your mother is a legend.
- Yes, I have lived.
I'm full of stories.
Do you have any stories
about getting in trouble?
- Oh, yeah!
- Oh, no! Don't answer that!
Aw, man!
Ew, that's not gonna melt
in anyone's mouth.
Ugh, what am I missing?
You forgot to add bay leaves.
You need anything else,
I'm just upstairs.
Mmm, smells good in here, Doodle.
Feels like I'm back on Bourbon Street.
Aw, thanks, Maw-Maw.
Mmm, but it needs a dash
of cayenne pepper.
Better.
If you need me, holler.
Honey, I don't mean to interfere,
but I should just have a taste,
one more time, just in case.
Mom, I got this.
Oh, no, sweetie,
you added too much cayenne.
You sure you followed the recipe?
Maw-Maw added a pinch more.
A pinch or a dash?
This is very important to me.
I don't know.
She just threw it in there.
Well, I'll just balance it out
with a teaspoon of vinegar.
Ah-ha! Caught ya!
Drop the vinegar
and back away from the gumbo.
You're the one throwing off the flavor,
adding new things every five seconds.
Oh, honey, you can't go through life
following a recipe.
You gotta go with the flow.
We talking about gumbo, or are you
telling me how to live my life?
Both. Maybe you should write that down.
You know how you always say
"Go by feel"?
Well, I feel like
I don't wanna listen to you.
Using my words against me.
That's dirty.
Did you just throw gumbo on me?
My hand slipped.
Just forget the gumbo.
I'll just wear Tyler's dumb shirt
and make Dad's hotdog recipe.
It's better than dealing with you two.
Wait, uh
Got a little broth on your face.
Too much cayenne.
Okay, remember the plan.
We'll knock over these trash cans
with this chair.
The goal is to get sent
to Principal Peppers' office.
So, cause as much chaos as you can.
Chaos is my middle name.
It's actually Jacob.
Okay.
One, two, three!
Look at me!
I'm being bad in school!
What in the world is going on out here?
Who's responsible for this?
- We did it.
- Guilty as charged!
Huh, that was easy.
Go wait in my office
while I get the janitor.
It worked!
Let's find the package from Hat Guy
before she gets back.
Or we could bowl again.
No, we'll do your thing.
Am I in the Twilight Zone
or are you two cooking together?
Doodle, your mom and I
are sorry for how we acted.
We talked it through, and we decided
to put aside our differences.
Scooter, did you set
the timer for the roux?
Nope. I decided to go by feel.
Mmm-hmm.
Honey, we may have our disagreements,
but the one thing
we can definitely agree on
is that hot dogs
will not be our heritage.
You haven't had 'em split in the middle
with mustard on the inside yet.
Trust me, we don't want to.
Hey, what do you say
we finish your gumbo?
I say yes, but on one condition.
I'm in charge of the stirring spoon.
- Ooh! Ooh!
- Yeah, that looks good. It smells good.
Frankie, can you add the bay leaves?
On it.
Our gumbo is not complete
without my secret ingredient,
Graisse de bacon.
Bacon grease.
Oh! That's what it was missing.
I should've known.
Everything's better with bacon grease.
Whoo-wee!
That gumbo's making my nose happy.
Can we take some for lunch?
No, sorry.
This is all for Frankie's class.
I stashed some away for ya.
What? I can spoil them, too.
Ooh! I can't believe it's finally
Heritage Day! I'm so hungry.
Hi, guys, coming through
with my gumbo!
Ah, it looks so good, Frankie.
For an amateur.
Frankie, why don't you set it down
next to Tyler's shepherd's pie?
We've got this, gumbo.
Hey, we still have
a few minutes until class,
but maybe
I'll start tasting.
I mean, a girl's gotta eat.
Want some gumbo?
Here, Ms. Hendricks.
Start with the best.
Freeze the rest.
Oh, uh, Tyler, would you like to, uh,
say anything about your shepherd's pie?
I'll let my food do the talking.
Oh cool, okay. Mmm-hmm.
Mmm, oh, young man,
you have outdone yourself!
It is delicious! Try it everyone.
Mmm, but But no seconds!
Th-That's my dinner tonight.
Mmm.
So, this is what power feels like.
You're suspended!
Carson, focus!
We need to find this package
before Principal Peppers gets back.
Found something!
A doughnut shaped mirror.
Why would a mirror have a hole in it?
Suspicious!
Carson, that's a CD.
Old people put music on it.
That's dumb.
Haven't they heard of the cloud?
Wait, is that Principal Peppers?
And was she cool?
Power and a guitar?
I wanna be a principal.
Carson, it's the mystery package.
This will finally unravel
the town's dirty secrets!
Watch the door.
Schmeat of the Month Club?
That's no mystery.
My mom got hers yesterday.
It was Schmeat and potato pie.
Put a little gravy on it,
dazzling!
The eagle is landing!
The eagle is landing!
Principal Peppers is coming!
Okay, boys, since you love messes,
you can walk around the entire school
and pick up every piece of trash.
Still wanna be a principal?
No way!
Frankie, would you like to
say anything about your dish?
Or, uh, dish about your dish?
Yes, I would.
I've learned a lot about my heritage
making this gumbo.
I come from a long line
of strong-willed women,
and I'm very proud to be one of them.
Aw! That is beautiful!
Now just dump it right
into my lunch bag, it's insulated.
This is incredible.
And I'm not just saying that
'cause you told me to.
Mmm, oh, Frankie, it is fantastic!
It's like a tornado of flavor.
Today's forecast, yum to the tum.
What are you looking at?
I'm trying to figure out which side
to paint your white streak on.
Maybe I'll put it right down
the middle like a skunk.
You haven't won yet.
Let's take a vote.
Oh, hi! You must be, uh,
looking for the teachers' lounge.
No, this is for us.
It's my dish.
My heritage is that
I come from a single-parent household
with a hardworking mom
with no time to cook.
Aw! Sing it, sister!
And remember, there are no winners
or losers. But, uh, Nyx wins!
Yes!
Um, sorry, got swept up in the moment.
Who wants pizza?
Looks like we both lost.
Wanna call it a draw?
No way!
I've already made your t-shirt!
Cool, 'cause I already
bought your hair dye.
Well, I guess it's time for me to go.
My driver's ready.
Stop calling me your driver.
Doodle, this is for you.
Your mom and I wrote down
the gumbo recipe.
This is great!
Every time I make it,
I'll think of both of you.
And don't forget
the most important ingredient.
- Bacon grease?
- No.
Love!
- We'll miss you, Maw-Maw.
- I'll miss you too, sugar babies.
You didn't pack Remy in one of these,
did you?
I'm right here!
Family hug?
Oh, yeah!
- Miss you.
- Gonna miss you so much!
Aw! Of all the adventures
I've been on, our family is my favorite.
Bye, Maw-Maw. We'll miss you.
Bye! Oh, yeah, miss you too!
See ya.
Why do I suddenly want to curl up
in a blanket
and hum sad Taylor Swift songs?
I know how you feel.
Which is alarming.
That's the Maw-Maw withdrawal.
You know what'll help with that?
A boiled hotdog
with mustard down the middle.
- Ew!
- Uh-uh!
Wow, tough crowd.