The Ghost and Molly McGee (2021) s02e10 Episode Script

1
Muah-hah-ha-ha!
-I can't believe you're all mine ♪
-Uh, what?
-You and me for all time ♪
-Ugh!
I'm never, ever
Ever gonna be alone again! ♪
Oh, boy!
-The dream team, you and me ♪
-For all eternity?
-For all eternity! ♪
-(yells)
BOTH: It's the ghost, it's the ghost ♪
And Molly McGee ♪
I've been cursed, it's the worst! ♪
MOLLY: Now you're stuck with me! ♪
We're never gonna be apart ♪
Is there a way to hit restart? ♪
-Nope!
-BOTH: We're the ghost ♪
Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
-That's me!
-Well, that's she.
The Ghost and Molly McGee! ♪
(gentle music playing)
So, did you love it
or did you hate it? Or
Oh, no. Don't tell me
you were indifferent.
Libby, I loved it!
I thought for sure the Chimera Queen
was going to torch the entire city,
but then ah, ah, ah.
You zagged, and she became
the benevolent leader
you'd always built her up to be.
You have a way with words.
Yeah? Prove it.
What's a six-letter word
for someone bringing news?
Starts with an H.
-Herald
-MAIL CARRIER: Mail call.
Let's see here, Slam Poetry Quarterly,
a bunch of bills, and a package.
Oh. Uh
"Here's hoppin'
you have a great bat mitzvah."
What? Bat mitzvah?
Your bat mitzvah was months ago.
And everyone knows
your signature animal is the turtle.
Whoever sent this doesn't know you at
-It's from my dad!
-all right.
That is such a nice,
thoughtful gift, then.
You know, I've never heard
you talk about your dad before.
Which you totally don't have to
if you don't want to.
But if you do, I am all ears.
Well, he'd love to be around more,
but he's busy traveling the world
so he can write the next
great American novel.
Oh. He's a writer. Oh, just like you.
Yup. He's been working
on his book for years, and
(gasps)
Oh! He's finally finished!
Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom!
Dad's gonna be
at the Buncha Books in Knotsworthy
this weekend promoting his book.
He finished?
Yes! And he wants me to come see him.
I don't know, turtledove.
Knotsworthy's pretty far.
It's only two states away.
And I haven't seen him in six years.
You know I can't resist a road trip
with my favorite girl.
Yay!
Now that Dad's not so focused on his book,
our story can finally begin.
I bet that's why he wants to see me,
so we can start making up for lost time.
Oh, but my turtles.
Someone needs to take care
of them while
Oh! Stop right there.
Scratch and I got you covered.
Like a shell.
-It's not a joke, Molly.
-You just don't get it.
Just because you say it like a joke
doesn't mean it's a joke.
Can't have a successful road trip
without road snacks.
Hey, Libby, look.
I "mustache" you to eat me.
(giggles)
Oh, while we're here,
we should get snacks for Dad too.
Hmm, does he like sweet or salty?
Ooh. I'll get both.
(gasps)
Mom!
We need to get these!
And, ooh,
we should get this sled
while it's on sale.
Dad might want to take me sledding,
just like when I was little.
Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
We'll stick to the snacks for now.
(whispers)
We'll be back for you. Don't worry.
MOLLY: Shoshana, Santiago,
and we've got Simon,
who loves to climb.
(laughs)
Yeah, you do, buddy.
Okay, so they've got food and water,
some heat lamps, and my ever-watchful eye.
All is good.
(blows raspberry)
(whistles)
-Do they seem bored to you?
-I mean, they're turtles.
Boredom's their natural state.
Now let's get to the good stuff.
Help me with this crossword.
It's a six-letter word
for excessive confidence
leading to one's downfall.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Molly McGee always goes above and beyond.
I'm gonna make a bigger
and better turtle playground.
The biggest and best turtle playground
that's ever existed!
"Hubris." Thank you.
I am going to create a turtle-topia!
(low-tone toot)
-Looks great, Mol.
-It does.
But Turtletopia needs one final touch.
(gasps)
A water feature.
Keep an eye on the turtles, Scratch.
Uh, I can handle that.
Now, seven across.
A ten-letter word
for hint of a coming disaster?
(laughs)
"Foreshadow."
(gasps)
Where are the turtles?
What? How'd they get away so
I looked away for one second.
Oh, Scratch, we have to find them.
They're Libby's number two
through five best friends.
-Maybe not anymore.
-Scratch!
LEAH: Okay, and "S" is for
"sparrows swaying in the sky."
Now you've got "T."
Libby? Libby, it's your turn.
-Huh?
-T.
Oh, sorry, Mom. I can't concentrate.
I keep thinking about Dad.
It's been so long since I've seen him.
Tell me about everything about him.
Well, when we met in college,
he was handsome, charming,
played the bandonion like a bandit.
Ah, that's all surface, Mom.
Give me the good stuff. You know, like
Are his jokes the right mix
of embarrassing and funny?
Is he an extroverted introvert
or an introverted extrovert?
Do his hugs feel like home?
Okay, tire changed. Let's go.
Mom, you're being weird.
Well, your father is many things.
Some good, some bad.
But the most important thing is
that he gave me
the greatest miracle of my life.
-Me.
-That's right.
It's you!
-Mwah, mwah, mwah!
-(laughs)
-Mom!
-Ooh!
-(phone ringing)
-Oh, what's that?
I think the road is calling.
(chuckles)
It's not the road, Mom.
It's Molly.
-(beeps)
-Libby!
Libby, uh, quick Q about the turtles.
Oh, Molly, don't worry.
I know you're going above and beyond
to take care of them.
Let me talk to Simon.
(groans)
(whispers)
Scratch, pretend to be Simon.
SCRATCH: I don't know
what a turtle sounds like.
-You do it.
-What? I don't
You know I can't do animal noises.
(grunts)
(mumbles)
-(smacking lips)
-Simon? Are you okay?
He's probably just tired
from all the fun we're having.
Okay, bye!
Whew! Who knew
I was so good at turtle noises?
Listen, Libby,
I think there are some things
we should talk about now
that we're almost there.
(gasps)
We're almost there?
I'm so excited.
Like a thousand butterflies
are erupting in my stomach.
Dad and I are finally
going to be together.
Me and my dad ♪
We'll spend every day ♪
Making up for the time lost ♪
When he was away ♪
We'll play complicated board games ♪
And then crochet ♪
We'll make plaid ♪
Just me and my dad ♪
We'll pack a picnic ♪
And ride our bikes ♪
He'll insist on playing the bongos ♪
At my open mics ♪
He'll cheer encouraging words
After all my strikes, like ♪
It's okay, Lib. Shake it off.
And my mom will think ♪
He's really changed.
Every birthday cake ♪
Will taste a little sweeter ♪
The menorah will burn brighter ♪
With him there ♪
He'll help to make my writing better ♪
We'll workshop everything together ♪
We'll be the world's best-selling ♪
Father-daughter author pair ♪
Me and my dad ♪
We've been apart for so long ♪
I was scared, he didn't care about me ♪
Scared he was gone ♪
But now he's coming back ♪
And I'm singing a happy song ♪
I'm not sad ♪
'Cause at last it's me and my dad ♪
Ooh-ooh ♪
Oh, uh, what were you gonna say, Mom?
I didn't realize
how much this meant to you.
Yeah, I guess I didn't either.
I love seeing you so excited,
but just be careful
with your expectations, okay?
I found Simon!
Scratch, that's a stuffed animal.
You sure? It's got the same lifeless eyes.
-(groans)
-Staring straight into my soul.
I've failed my best friend.
Come on, all we need's
a little eight-letter word
starting with G
that means can-do attitude?
Right. "Gumption!"
And I've got a gump-ton of gumption.
-Yup, that worked.
-Scratch, we've got work to do.
(upbeat music playing)
Okay, Shoshana, come and get it.
(bowl clatters)
(grunting)
Okay, nice and toasty,
just the way Santiago likes it.
-(dance music playing)
-SCRATCH: I still don't see
how a turtle likes
a specific genre of music.
When you least expect it ♪
Uh, I don't see him. Are we late?
I knew we shouldn't have stopped
for that extra bathroom break.
I could have held it!
I'm sure he'll be here any minute.
Come on, Matias. Don't do this.
-Not today.
-(Libby gasps)
There he is! That's him!
Okay, kiddo. I'll be right here.
Dad! Hey!
(both laugh)
Oh, you can't be Libby!
She's only about yea high.
You, you're practically a young woman.
Yeah, well, I have been bat mitzvah'd.
(breathes sharply)
You've raised a strong woman, Leah.
She can handle whatever happens.
So, um, congrats on finishing your book.
Oh, thanks.
Signed a copy for my favorite gal.
"Keep reading, keep dreaming"?
Um, I've got a book for you too.
I don't know if you remember,
I write also.
I mean, I mentioned it in a few, or some,
or, well, all of my letters.
Oh, trying to follow
in your dad's footsteps, huh?
-(camera shutters click)
-Uh, yeah.
So, umm, now that you're done
with your book,
we can finally spend
some real time together.
What are we gonna do first?
There's a sled with your name on it.
Oh, kiddo.
You know I'd love to,
but the publisher
is super excited about the book.
We are thinking it's gonna be a trilogy!
So, I'm gonna be busy for a while.
You know, we have to work
on developing a direction
for the series,
and then I have to travel
for research again,
and I have to worry about tours,
and signings,
-and maybe some spin-offs
-Oh.
You okay, turtledove?
Chasing Miracles.
Ha! He's a fool.
He's been out there chasing miracles,
but he can't even see
that he had the greatest one of all
right in front of him.
You.
(sniffles)
Mom?
Thanks for always being here.
And now
I "mustache" you to give me a hug.
Oh!
Good.
(sniffles)
Come on, come on! Where are you, Simon?
-(car door closes)
-(gasps) Libby's back!
Hey, Libby.
I have to tell you something. I
-(groans)
-(indistinct chatter)
Aah! Holy!
Man, that turtle is a great climber.
uh, and that thing is
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!
Um
that everything went great.
-Thanks, Molly.
-Bye.
Whew!
She totally bought it.
So how did it go?
Oh, Molly totally lost them
and found them at the very last minute.
SCRATCH AND MOLLY:
The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
(upbeat music playing)
Less than one percent
of plastic bags get recycled.
The rest end up at landfills or as litter.
So a plastic bag ban
is what's best for Brighton.
We need to be part of the solution,
not the pollution.
(Mayor Brunson laughs)
Oh, you got to see this, Goldie.
I'm just a red-blooded ♪
(blows raspberry)
Goldfish ClickClock is on fire.
Do you need to see more charts?
I've got pie, scatter, bubble.
Nah, I got the gist.
This fish is line dancing.
(laughing)
Sign here. Stamp here.
Carve the ancient rune
of ghostly terror here.
This Chairman thing is so annoying.
It's like a full-time job.
Yes, that is precisely what it is.
Now the next item on our list is a biggie.
The Frightmares frightened the bouncer
and caused quite the mess.
They put the "rage" in "rager."
Is this a Chairman job?
Kind of screams "underlings"
to me, you know?
But you're the one who released
Released the Frightmares
from the Flow of Failed Phantoms.
I know.
PETE: Refresh. Refresh. Come on!
-Is this broken?
-Dad? What's wrong?
I just can't get through to the people
about this plastic bag ban in Brighton.
So I decided to drum up support
on the Internet.
But my slideshow's
not getting views there either.
Is that three hours long?
I added star wipes, Molly.
What more do people need?
Okay, Dad, I have an idea.
Molly, what does this have to do
with reducing plastic bag use?
Informational dances on ClickClock
are the way to the public's heart.
(inhales sharply)
Okay. For Brighton.
(dance music playing)
Brightonians use
about one million plastic bags a year.
Plastic bags can take
a thousand years to decompose.
Meanwhile, they fill our landfills
and pollute our rivers.
So do the plastic bag boogie.
And post.
Whoa.
(gasps)
I'm getting hearts.
I've never gotten those before.
It feels good.
It feels powerful.
PETE: Do the plastic bag boogie
Yes, plastic bags are a menace.
(gasps)
The perfect mix of goofy and sincere.
Sorry, kids, I've found a real dancer.
Sashay away.
MAYOR BRUNSON: Ooh!
According to this informational
dance video,
these plastic bags are a problem.
We should ban them. All in favor?
(all cheer)
I can't believe it,
my dancing really reached people.
See? You just needed to give
your message a little zazz.
You're so right. But why stop here?
I like where your head's at.
We could make more videos
for other important issues.
And become an unstoppable force for good.
(both cackle evilly)
(thunder crashing)
I don't know why we're evil-laughing.
-This is a good thing.
-I know. It's just kind of fun.
(cackling continues)
Don't mind me,
just popped in for a light snack
before I get back to work and
-(dance music playing)
-What is going on here?
By day, I'm a mere city planner.
But by later in the day, I am Dance Dad.
Text will go here later,
so it won't look dumb.
Uh, it looks pretty dumb.
You don't get it, my dear Scratch.
People will do anything
if you make it into a dance.
(whispers)
Anything.
What?
Hmm.
Geoff, I've got a super-cool
new dance to show you.
It's called, um
It is called the
Uh, shimmy 'n' sweep.
It's totally not related
to my Chairman duties at all.
Watch out. Give me room.
A shimmy and a sweep ♪
A shim and sweep ♪
A shimmy, a sweepy ♪
A shimmy and a sweep-a ♪
Pretty cool, huh?
Hmm, that does look fun.
May I try?
You bet your buttocks you can,
because it is so much fun.
Shimmy and a sweep, shimmy and sweep ♪
Shimmy and sweep, something unique ♪
Shimmy and sweep ♪
I got something unique ♪
-(laughs)
-Hey.
Why are you standing around?
Is this is staring contest?
Come on. Grab a broom, man.
Go have some fun.
(laughs)
I can't even say
They're doing my work for me!
(laughing)
(funky music playing)
-Move ♪
-Move ♪
-Dance to the groove ♪
-Groove ♪
-Just do what I do ♪
-Do ♪
-Dance with me ♪
-Here we go ♪
Get low, get low ♪
-Pick up any trash on the floor ♪
-On the floor ♪
Put it into the bin where it goes ♪
Compost heap if it'll decompose ♪
You got to work it, work it
Do your part ♪
Gather scattered shopping carts ♪
Scoop the poop at the doggy park ♪
Hey, make sure you smash that heart ♪
-Get a broom and sweep ♪
-Sweep ♪
-Get the dust in a heap ♪
-Heap ♪
-Gonna turn you to sheep ♪
-Sheep ♪
-Then slip out the back and sleep ♪
-(snores)
Dance is trending nationwide ♪
Growing sense of civic pride ♪
Scraping gum, wads off the slide ♪
While you do with me side by side ♪
-Dance ♪
-Dance ♪
-Watering the plants ♪
-Plants ♪
-Now do the rubber stamp ♪
-Stamp ♪
-Come dance with me ♪
-Come dance with me ♪
-Do it with me now ♪
-Dance ♪
-Got you in a trance ♪
-Sequined pants ♪
-Now we're putting in a ramp ♪
-Wheelchair ramp ♪
Dance with me ♪
Hearts, hearts, hearts ♪
I can feel it in my things ♪
I'm going off the rings ♪
About to go legit insane
With another costume change ♪
Dance with me, dance with me ♪
Dance with me
Dance with me, dance with me ♪
Dance with me Dance with me ♪
Can you make that text smaller?
It's blocking my high kick.
Smaller. Smaller. Smaller.
Smaller. A little smaller.
A little smaller. A little smaller.
Smaller
There we go. A little smaller. Perfect.
Uh, you can't even read it.
Molly, as the influencer
in this conversation,
I think I know what people want,
Dance Dad.
That's exactly right, DD.
Who are you? And who's DD?
DD is Dance Dad, and I'm JR,
the new choreographer.
Keep up, um
I do not know your name.
He's intense,
but he's really gonna take me
to that next level.
JR: Less talk and more ClickClock.
And a-one, and a-two, and a-noodle arms.
Pete, that's stiff uncooked pasta.
There you go. You're doing it.
It's for the fans, Molly.
I'm en-happifying them.
(upbeat music playing)
Oh! Feel it.
Living the life. Living the life.
Living the life.
Work it, work it. Feel it.
Whoo! I'm glad JR taught me these moves.
Who knew my lanky limbs would pay off?
Right. But, uh, Dad, about that
Yo, Pete, I'm feeling
those Dance Dad vibes.
When are you gonna come
for root beer and karaoke?
You know how it is, Rubes.
Dance waits for no man.
Yeah, okay, what I was trying to say
was that you've been acting
Fawndreas! Look who I ran into.
It's Dance Dad!
(camera shutters clicking)
Thanks for the cameo, Mr. McGee.
You are hashtag "trending."
Did you hear that? I'm trending.
I really think you may have lost sight
of why we started this
Pete McGee.
Just the man I was looking for.
Patty, you don't have to ask.
-(camera shutters click)
-Anything for a fan.
I didn't want a selfie.
I wanted to complain
about this crack in the sidewalk!
I'm sure Dad will get to it soon.
Molly, you won't believe
who just duetted me on ClickClock.
Kenny Star.
JR, we got to work on a new dance
to reply to Kenny Star.
JR: Already on it.
Lift those knees
and shimmy those shoulders.
Shimmy the life off those shoulders.
How can you call that a shimmy?
Come on. This is for Kenny Star.
Pete, get back here!
-Aah!
-(gasps)
Oh, my corn! Patty, are you okay?
Somebody's got to do something
about this dang crack.
You're right.
Somebody's got to do something.
And I know just the somebody.
It's it's me.
Just to be clear.
I got that.
What gives? Why aren't any of you working
on your moves?
Don't you want
to do the paperwork shuffle?
Ugh, that dance is deader than I am.
We crave fresh content.
Like that.
-ALL: Ooh!
-Wait. How about
(dance music playing)
Whoa!
Ah! Uh-oh.
-Oh!
-Sweet jazz hands!
What is this? A surprise party?
Hold on, let's run it back.
I'll jump in, surprise,
and then turn that into a jumping dance.
Okay, reset.
It's not a surprise party, Dad.
It's an intervention.
Mm, I think the fans'll
like a surprise party better.
Pete, have a seat.
(clears throat)
Dad, you got on ClickClock
to en-happify Brighton Hey!
Hmm? Sorry, didn't catch that.
Anyone ever tell you to add
a little zazz to your speeches, hon?
(all sigh)
We thought this might happen.
Darryl, execute Plan B.
Ooh!
Someone duetted with me again.
We thought this might be the only way
to get your attention.
You can't let Brighton down
because of a taste
of ClickClock fame, Pete.
Besides, I'm the agent of chaos
in this family, not you.
I never thought I'd say this,
but maybe I should pay more attention
to your boring presentations.
I'm really bummed you've been too busy
to make root beer with me.
I miss the old Pete.
Stop this silliness
and fix the sidewalk already.
Psst, Molly said
you were supposed to dance.
Ugh!
(grunting)
And you owe me a new walker.
Wow, this is a great medium
for reaching people.
(sighs)
Molly, I think you should have
my username and password.
I clearly can't be trusted
with such power.
JR, it's over.
Ugh! Fine.
Patty's got moves. She's a real star.
I've forgotten about you already.
Who knew dance
could be such a powerful tool for good
or for destruction?
The power of dance.
Shimmy and sweep ♪
A shimmy and sweep ♪
Hey, you know what? At least it's fun.
The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
(closing theme playing)