Darling, are you done packing yet? We gotta get to the airport.
Uh, almost got it.
Uh, Daddy, got any room your suitcase?
No.
But, what about that extra zipper No.
But what about your carry No.
Excuse me, Miss Montana, there's a girl out here who wants to see you.
Claims she's "Maddie from the candy counter."
You want me to tell her you're not here?
But she's right there.
I can see her.
Not if her bodyguard says you can't.
Sorry, Hannah, can't see you.
By the way, love the top!
Hey, Roxy. She's a friend of mine.
She can come in.
You're in luck, she's here.
Hey, I got my eyes on you.
Hey, Maddie, just the tush I've been looking for.
Can you close my suitcase?
Oh! Wait until I tell my friends that I sat on Hannah Montana's suitcase!
You're not heavy enough. Here, hold these phone books.
I just wanted to say goodbye and thanks for the tickets. Your concert was awesome.
Thanks. Now bounce up and down.
Well, we are a full service hotel.
Wow, that guy sounds just like the singer my mom used to listen to.
Oh, what did they call him? You know, the-the Honky-Tonk Heartthrob.
Oh, you're talking about Robby Ray?
Yeah, yeah, that's the guy. He had a couple of top ten songs.
Actually three number ones, two top fives.
Music video of the year. But who's countin'?
Oh my gosh, you're Robby Ray!
My mom thought you were dead!
She's gonna be so excited you're alive!
I'm kind of happy about that, myself.
Yeah, what about we take some of the happy and put it over here?
I'm on the case.
So, why aren't you still performing?
Oh, no, this old dog stopped howling a long time ago.
Howlin Dogs That was my mom's favorite album!
Don't you miss singing?
Oh, maybe a little.
Wow. It must've taken something huge to make you walk away from a career like that.
Yeah, it did. These days, my life's all about managing Hannah Montana.
And that's just the way I like it. Well, darling, we got a
plane to catch. Let's get ready to head for the airport.
Man, I couldn't live with myself if I knew I was the
person holding Robby Ray back from howling again.
Wow, well, it was nice meeting you.
Hope you enjoyed your stay at the Tipton Hotel.
Holding him back? Well, not for long.
I can't believe this is your dad.
It's lucky records were so big.
There's no way you'd fit all that hair on a CD.
It's called a mullet.
Business in the front, a party in the back.
Oh yeah! Before your dad was a dad, he was cool.
Before my dad was a dad, he was an accountant.
Addition in front, subtraction in the back.
That's not the same, is it?
No. You should've seen
the look on his face
when that girl in Boston recognized him.
I don't care what he says,
I know he misses being on stage.
He even had his own doll.
Eeh, doggies.
Hey, you guys, you guys gotta check this out.
Look, it's labeled Robby Palooza.
Cool, Dad had his own 'Palooza!
My dad had his own calculator.
Look how much fun he's having.
I can't believe it.
You've got a great voice, he's awesome.
What's your talent?
Oh, uh, well, I don't like to brag, but, uh...
Ew!
And when I'm clammy, I can do it behind the knees.
Ew!
Slow down, son, you're gonna give yourself another rash.
Whoa, Robby Palooza!
What are you watching this old thing for?
Mr. Stewart, you were incredible. What happened?
I mean, why aren't you still performing?
That was a long time ago.
These days I got my hands
full watching over Miley and Sir Toots-A-Lot.
Come on, Dad, we're practically adults.
I mean, if you want to go out and "howl with"
"the dogs," there's nothing holding you back.
Sweetheart, that was ten years ago.
I bet my old manager doesn't even remember my name.
Robby Ray, open this door!
Well, is that your old manager, Marty Klein?
I believe it is!
What a weird coinkydink.
You guys are smooth.
Where is my âhonky-tonk heartthrobâ?
There he is! Look at you. You look exactly the same. No,
you look better! I hate you. I love you. Give me a hug!
Madman Marty, the one man party.
I've missed you, old buddy.
Stop it, you'll make me cry. And look,
there's handsome young Jackson.
And pretty little Miley, who I have not spoken
to or had contact with in any way whatsoever,
especially on the phone.
It's okay, Marty. He knows I called you.
Good, because I'm a terrible liar. Hi, sweetheart. Blondes
are big this year. If you got any talent, call me.
So, Marty, got anything interesting to tell my father?
Don't rush me, kid. I'm building to the big finish.
So, I called The Roadhouse in San Diego.
You say the word, and all next week, you, Robby Ray, are the special guest star.
Ladies and gentlemen:
Marty Klein.
Whoa, let's just slow down a minute.
You walked away at the top because you wanted
to be with your babies. Well, take a look.
They're not babies anymore.
I believe Mr. Klein is correct, Father.
Oh, come on, Dad, you know you want to be on stage again. Here's your chance.
Think about it, handsome.
You,
the lights, the stage, the screaming crowd.
Robby, Robby, Robby! Okay. Okay. Okay. I
appreciate what you all are trying to do, but...
You'll think about it, fantastic! That's all I wanted to hear.
And now, I'm leaving before I hear anything else.
Goodbye, good luck, ladies and gentlemen: Marty Klein.
So, you've thought about it, you'll do it, you'll love me
for thinking of it, ladies and gentlemen: Miley Stewart.
Come on, Lilly.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down.
Even if I was considering singing again, I'd get up
on that stage and I wouldn't even know what to say.
Oh, uh, I do.
Y'all ready to howl with the dog?
You are the meanest man I have ever met.
Why?
To keep a talent so incredibly awesome as this
away from a world that needs you so desperately.
It's just so selfish.
I can't even look at you.
Okay, darling,
let's say I was thinking about singing again.
I can't take you guys with me and I sure can't leave you home alone for a week.
And you won't have to.
I, uh, did a little research, made a few phone calls,
and I think I came up with the perfect solution.
May I present, direct from the International House
of Nannies: the lovely and responsible Inga.
God dag, hur sta de till?
Nice try, Jackson.
But, there's no way I can leave this young lady here alone to nanny you.
You know, I thought you might say that, which is why I hired three nannies.
God dag, hur sta de till?
Now, I don't know about you, but I feel very, very, very "nannied."
Ladies, I appreciate you taking the time to come
over here, but this just isn't gonna work out.
Tak sa-yalv for koo-moe.
Robby Ray was huge in Sweden.
Robby Ray?
Honky-Tonk Heartthrob! Ya, ya!
One thing. You only had one thing to get.
Yeah, and I got three! Forgive me for being an over-achiever.
So, ladies, who wants to go boogie boarding with the son of the Honky-Tonk Heartthrob?
You betcha.
By golly.
Ya, ya!
Yeah, come on.
Come on, Daddy. I know you really wanna do this.
Mile, why are you pushing so hard?
Because I know the way I feel when I'm on stage.
I mean, don't you remember that feeling? Don't you want it again?
Of course I do, but...
But nothing. "But's" just a word you use when you're
afraid to try. That's something I learned from my daddy.
Oh, so, now you listen to me.
And you should, too.
Okay, if you want to know the truth, I did make some calls,
but I just couldn't find anybody I trust to watch you kids.
So, you're saying if you could find someone, you'd go?
Sure. It'd be fun, but it's just not in the cards.
Well, shuffle them again, Daddy, and say "hello" to my backup plan.
Don't worry, hot stuff. Roxy'll take care of
everything. You just go get your mullet back.
Okay, kids, I'll see you at the end of the week
when you come down for the last show. Wish me luck!
Hey! Knock 'em dead, Dad.
You're gonna do great.
What a beautiful scene.
A man and his children sharing a heartfelt goodbye.
You know what it reminds me of?
The fact that my car is running and gas is three dollars a gallon, let's move!
Ladies and gentlemen: Marty Klein.
Good luck, Dad! Bye, Daddy, love you!
Do you believe it? Dad's actually going to go out and perform again.
I just wish we didn't have to wait a whole week to see him.
Yeah, I'm in agonyâ¦
and I'm over it.
Ooh, Cooper's throwing a party. Don't wait up.
Ooh, can you drop me off at Lilly's?
Slow your roll, children. Your daddy left me in charge,
and that means until he gets home, you're not leaving my sight.
I've got my eyes on you.
What exactly does she mean by that?
Goodnight, kids.
Goodnight, Roxy.
My eyes may be closed, but my brain is on red alert!
Hyah!
What is going on?
What time is it?
Six a.m. It's time for our morning jog.
Jog?
Mm-hmm. Now let's get on those running shoes on and move, move, move!
You're in Roxy's Army now!
Hurry up, last one down has to stretch out my hamstrings.
I still can't believe your dad was up on stage last night. So, how'd it go?
Did he call?
Jackson?
Boy, you're really out.
Don't even think about it.
Roxy was like this all night:
Hyah!
Can't you just tell her to lighten up?
Oh, sure. I tell her to lighten up, she gets upset, she leaves,
Dad has to come home early, and once again, I ruined his dream.
Why are we whispering?
Because Roxy's everywhere. Because she's got her eyes on me.
Okay, now you're just paranoid. I don't see her anywhere.
Oh, yeah? Here. Hit me with this magazine.
What?
Just do it. Trust me, I'll be fine.
Okay.
Roxy's like a puma.
I can't do this anymore.
It's only five more days. Just do it for Dad.
And shift.
Roxy, I didn't think that the Marines did yoga.
Oh, I didn't learn this in the Corps.
Mm-mmm. I learned it when I was touring India with world
famous cellist, Yo-Yo Ma. He called me his âYo-Yo Mamma.â
This hurts.
Oh, It's supposed to.
Feel that negative energy leaving your body.
Get out all that frustration and anger.
Yeah! Mm. Now doesn't that feel good?
Uh-huh.
Yeah, in about an hour you'll be able to do this.
Ooh, I need a pedicure.
Uh, I'll get it.
Yeah, you better, it's gonna take me a little while to get out of this.
Ah...
Hey, Jackson. We're going to the movies, thought you might want
to... Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Now, where do you think you're going?
To the movies... with my friends... please?
Okay, okay, I get it. It's Saturday, you want
to have a good time. I'm not gonna stop you.
Really?
Really. Just let me get my purse. Miley, come on, we're going to the movies.
Oh, no. No, no, no, no. No way!
Uh, Roxy, I'm not really up for a movie.
And besides, I wanted to learn that-the foot thing you just
did. You know, I've always wanted to bite my own toenails.
Mm-mmm. I promised your daddy I'd watch both
of you and both of you is who I'm gonna watch.
But I...
Listen, I just need an aisle seat okay? Roxy loves
the big drink, but the big drink don't love Roxy.
Oh, you know what, we just remembered we gotta...
Uh, because, uh, you know...
Bye.
But wait, you guys...
I can't believe you just did that. I cannot believe... You're angry, aren't you?
Yeah!
That yoga didn't work for you, did it?
No!
That's because you need some acupuncture. I'll go get my needles.
That's it. Five days? I can't take five more minutes of this.
Jackson, where are you going?
San Diego! I want my daddy back!
Jackson!
Jackson, you don't think that I miss him, too?
The way he sings to us in the morning when he's making us pancakes,
how happy he is when we come home from school.
No one's called me "bud" in forty-eight hours.
Well, that's why I'm going to get him.
But Jackson, it's not about what we want it's about what he wants.
Jackson!
Turn around, girl, we gotta stop that boy.
But Roxy, how did you... Look, I don't just got my eyes on you;
I got my ears on you, too. Let's move it's a long drive.
Hey, have you said anything to him yet? No, I just got here.
Oh, he's really good.
Are you kidding? He's great.
Quiet! Robby Ray's got his groove on. Howl, doggy, howl!
I want my mullet back.
My old Camaro and my eight track.
Let's go, let the man rest. Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Now!
Hey, guys! What are you doing here? Everything all right?
Well, the, uh, truth is.
Jacksonâ¦
We just couldn't wait to hear you play. You were so great, Dad.
I'm proud of you.
Thanks, baby, but you know I would've never gotten back up there if it wasn't for you.
Guess what I just heard? Toby Keith has a new opening act.
You know who it is? Don't guess, I'll tell you. It's you!
Me?
Six beautiful weeks. One of which is in, yes, Hawaii.
Ladies and gentlemen: Marty Klein.
Six weeks?
Wow. That's...
Awesome.
So incredibly awesome,
really.
They're going to love you in Hawaii.
Excuse me, Jackson.
Miley, wait up.
You kids sure must love your dad if you're willing to do six weeks of Roxy Time.
Six weeks?
Hey, bud? You all right?
I'm sorry.
For what?
For crying?
Hey, if you don't want me to go, just say so.
Daddy, you gave up your whole life so I could have my dream.
How can I stop you from having yours?
You kids are my dream.
I didn't give up my career because I had to. I gave it up because I wanted to.
But, I saw you up here tonight. You did so good and you looked so happy.
I was. But, I was a lot happier when I saw you kids coming through the door.
So, does that mean you don't want to do the tour anymore?
Six weeks away from you kids? I think I'd miss you too much.
We'd miss you, too.
Well, maybe you could just do the Hawaii part and take us.
Mom, quick, get the curlers out of your hair.
Robbie Ray is still here!
Too close, candy girl!