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- Hey, Max.
You ready for your big Z-Force interview tomorrow?
- Yup. That's why I'm gettin' this haircut
that says I care, but not too much.
- It also says your barber has fleas.
- Ha! Hank burn!
- That's it. Shampoo girl!
- CHLOE: [whooshing]
You heard the boss. Beat it!
- [whooshing]
- Ahem! So what about my tip?
- Here's a tip--
get paid before you give the haircut.
- Ach!
- Hey, Max, nice sundress.
- It's a barber's cape.
- Well, whatever it is, I'd love to borrow it sometime.
- I'm gonna go try on my new outfit.
- What are you doing?
You're supposed to be nerding it up for our interview,
not dumbing it up with Cherry.
- Don't worry, I've been preppin' all week.
Besides, Cherry really needed help deciding
what outfit to buy for her ping pong tournament.
- You are always dropping everything to save Cherry.
- That's not true. - Phoebe, help!
My outfit's trying to eat me.
- Oh.
- Phoebe, we will not make the finals
if we don't ace this interview.
Remember the plan?
You say smart things while I wow them with my power pose.
- You look like you're holding in a fart.
- It's my power pose!
- This tournament is gonna be awesome.
And I can't lose with my bestie by my side.
- Cherry, I'm sorry. I don't think I can come.
I gotta be fresh for my interview--
especially if the guy hates Max's power pose
as much as I do.
- But who will I high five, if I win?
Who will I cry on, if I lose?
Who will save me, if I get stuck in the net?
- Cherry! Don't freak, okay?
I'll be there for you.
I just won't be there for you.
You're gonna do great. - Yeah, you're right.
And I don't need you to help me with every little thing.
I'll see ya. - Okay.
Pull, not push.
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- You're the most special-wecial rose bush in the whole world.
And you're gonna grow up to be big boys, yes, you are!
- Why is Mom talking to her flowers?
- It's not that weird. I talk to trees.
Hey, nice trunk, Herbie!
- I'm leaving before I catch crazy.
[whooshing]
- Your mother is using baby talk to make her flowers grow
so she can win the Hiddenville Flower Fest.
- Mrs. Wong may have beaten me every year
since we've moved here, but this is my year.
- Think again, bozo.
Check it out. My rose game is on fleek.
[sniffs] Ah...
You will never know what victory smells like, Barbara.
- Ohhh!
Just once I wish I could beat her!
- What you need is some flower power.
Remember that crazy fertilizer back in Metroburg
that makes everything grow fast?
- Whoa Grow?
Hank, you always say the Thundermans aren't cheaters.
- I came up with that slogan before I met Mrs. Wong.
- No. I don't have to cheat.
I just need to get my baby talk game on fleek.
Don't I, boo-boos?
- Hey. Let me give it a try.
Get your head in the game, boo-boos!
- Hank!
This is why Max quit football.
- Well...
- Billy, I have an idea.
You run to Metroburg and get-- - BILLY: [zooming]
I got the Whoa Grow.
- That's the first time you've had a clever idea before me.
- It's obvious.
You pour Whoa Grow on the fence so it gets so big,
Mrs. Wong can't see over it.
- That's better.
Why don't we pour it on Mom's roses instead?
- Fine, if you think big roses will do anything.
- Just a little more won't hurt.
- ¶
- There, perfect.
I stop crime and wrinkles.
- [cell phone dings]
- Emergency text from Cherry?
You've gotta be kidding.
You weren't kidding. How did this even happen?
- I pinged when I should've ponged.
- I'm sorry you lost.
- No, I didn't lose. I'm in the finals.
This happened during my victory dance.
You wanna see it? - No, no, no, no, no!
- Okay, only one person stands between me and the championship.
- I'm gonna destroy you, Cherry Seinfeld.
- Don't listen to Principal Bradford, okay?
He's a pathetic middle-aged man with nothing else to do
but play in a stupid ping pong tournament.
No offense.
- Hey, you girls gonna gossip all night,
or are we gonna do this thing?
- Oh, it would be so cool to take a championship game selfie.
- Sure. Go ahead and take a picture.
- Whoa! - [heavy thud]
- Phoebe!
- I was never here!
- Are you okay?
- I really should've stayed home.
- ¶
¶ What you see ¶
¶ Is not what you get ¶
¶ Livin' our lives with a secret ¶
¶ We fit right in ¶
¶ Bet you never guessed ¶
¶ 'Cause we're livin' our lives ¶
¶ Just like all the rest ¶
¶ A picture perfect family ¶
¶ Is what we try to be ¶
¶ Look closer, you might see ¶
¶ The crazy things we do ¶
¶ This isn't make believe ¶
¶ It's our reality ¶
¶ Just your average family ¶
¶ Trying to be normal and stay out of trouble ¶
¶ Livin' a double life ¶¶
- Oh, sweet.
You're ready for our Z-Force interview
like a good little nerd.
[gasps] My nerd is broken!
- I'm sorry, Max.
Cherry needed help at her ping pong tournament,
but I was the one who got pinged...
or ponged.
It's a very confusing sport.
- We can't let the interviewer see you like this.
Z-Force members don't get hurt--
they do the hurting.
- I know, I know, and rescheduling isn't allowed.
- You're supposed to carry us.
Now I have to carry you because you can't walk.
- And on the bright side, Cherry won.
- Ah, really? Was it a close match?
- Yeah, it actually came down to--
- I don't care!
- Phoebe, how are you feeling?
- Oh, great.
It's the girl who destroyed our chances at the Z-Force.
- Max, it's not her fault.
- You're right, it's yours,
because once again, you had to go save Cherry.
- Well, of course. She always saves me.
She's my super bestie.
I just wish I could save her from missing this interview.
- Ow!
- Not gonna happen, unless you can replace her
with someone who doesn't look like they were hit by a bus.
- Wait, Max, that's a brilliant idea.
If we can't fix me, we can replace me
with someone who knows everything about me.
- Where can we find someone that can do that?
Hey, I'm Phoebe Thunderman and I have a twin brother.
- There's no way anyone's gonna believe Cherry's you.
- Hey, Phoebe.
- PHOEBE & CHERRY: Told ya! Jinx!
You owe me a soda!
- Ugh, there's two of them.
- It's amazing how well the Whoa Grow works.
The roses are huge.
- Let's get ready for the flower show.
- BOTH: [screaming]
Your hair's gray!
- How did the years go by so fast?
- Wait, the Whoa Grow. Maybe it did something to us.
"Warning: Do not touch.
May cause rapid aging."
- BARB: Kids, are you outside?
- BOTH: Oh, no!
- There they are.
- What's up with your heads?
- Um, we're wearing these garden rally pots
to help Mom win.
- Yeah, aren't they gray?
- Did you say gray? - I heard "great".
- Hank, look at my roses!
- Are they behind these really big roses?
- No, these are mine!
See, I told you-- baby-talking works.
[gasps]
Can't wait to see the look on Wong's face when she loses!
- Oh, let's get to the garden show.
Kids, wear those rally pots for good luck.
- Aren't they gray? - Still heard "great"!
- Okay, let's go over that last question one more time.
But first, you look super pretty.
- So do you.
- I'm trapped in my own nightmare.
- Okay, so when he asks you about your first save
as Hiddenville's protector,
you tell him you and Max saved the water and power plant.
- Pretty sure that was you, Phoebe.
- Oh, this was a great idea.
- [alarm beeping]
- FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE: Alert! Alert!
Z-Force interviewer approaching.
- Don't worry, I got this!
It's my chance to finally save you for once.
- Ow, my neck! - Sorry.
- All right, Phoebe, go hide.
Hi! I'm Max Thunderman.
- You look like you're holding in a fart.
You must be...
Phoebe.
- That's me, Pheeb to the B.
Or Pheebs, or Queen Ph-- - MAX: [powers whooshing]
- Just Phoebe is fine.
- The name is Detail, because I'm thorough.
And I have a dog tail.
No, you can't see it.
- I didn't ask.
- Everyone asks.
And then they laugh.
Then I fail them.
And then I laugh.
- So, are you on the Z-Force?
- I should be.
I tried out 10 years ago,
but my tail got stuck in an escalator.
It's how I got the nickname "Tail Fail."
You still can't see it, so stop asking.
Now, if the Z-Force passed over a mighty man with a tail,
what makes you think you have what it takes?
- Once you see our saves, I'm sure you'll be really impressed.
- DETAIL: Doubt it.
In this interview, I wanna find out stuff
no one else knows about you.
- No one?
Not even a best friend?
- Oh, no. - [quiet thud]
- What was that?
- [whistles]
- [grunting]
[heavy thud]
Ow!
- Do you mind? I have a customer.
That's the one I was telling you about, Teddy.
- What am I gonna do?
There's no way Cherry's gonna ace this interview without me.
- Let me guess.
You're gonna ask me to style you to look like Cherry
so you can crash your own interview?
- Howdy-do, Thunderpeeps!
It's Phoebe's bestaroo, Cherry!
- And the train wreck continues.
- ¶
- Guys, I think I might actually
have a shot at winning this year.
- Mom's gonna kick Wong's butt, baby!
- Chloe...
save it for when Mrs. Wong's around to hear you.
- Oh, no, I grew old person nose hair.
- Ew.
It's like a gerbil fell asleep in there.
- That's it, I'm running to Metroburg
right now to find a cure.
- Okay, but go after we help Mom set up
so she doesn't get suspicious.
- Cool.
You have a nose gerbil, too.
- Okay, go now.
- Ah, I always thought you two had dirt for brains.
Guess I was right. [cackling]
- For your information,
my children are wearing those pots to support me.
- We sure are. Woo-hoo! Go, Mom!
Ow, my hip!
- Your fan club is almost as pathetic as your flowers.
- Pathetic? Take a look.
Barb's gonna kick your butt, baby!
- Hey, that's my thing!
- I don't know what sorcery you used on those flowers,
but you'll never beat me, Barbara!
- Don't you listen to that mean old Wong, my little boo-boos.
- Oh, no, they're growing too much.
Your pot's cracking.
- Luckily I have two super fans with pots I can use.
- Hands off, whipper-snapper.
- What? Why?
- Because...Billy and I
have inherited Dad's sweaty head gene.
- The doctor said it would skip a generation.
- Just hand over the pots.
- Look, Mrs. Wong is talking to your boo-boos.
- Stop growing, you dumb roses!
What are you looking at, you dumb people?
- Where did Billy and Nora go?
- They're probably hiding so we don't see their sweaty heads.
Been there.
- I don't think they saw us.
- BOTH: [screaming]
- [quivery voice] Billy, we got even older.
- [quivery voice] I can't hear you.
I think we got even older!
I need to super speed to Metroburg to find us a cure.
- Your powers are old, too.
What are we gonna do?
- I don't know what you're sayin'...
but this feels right.
- And saving her preschool class from that snapping turtle
got Pheebs named Metroburg's supertoddler of the year.
- Ah. Tell me again why this non-supe is here.
- I'm starting to wonder why I'm here.
- Okay, so, Phoebe,
what was your first save as Hiddenville's protector?
- Uh, ah, Pheebs, weren't you just saying that--
- Z-z-zip it, neck brace.
I want to hear it from her.
- Well, it was when Max and I
kept the water and power plant from exploding.
I actually did it!
- We did it together. Right, Phoebe?
- CHERRY & PHOEBE: Right.
- [phone rings] - Whoa!
Metroburg's proton reactor is having a meltdown.
The Z-Force is busy!
So they're calling me!
This is my chance to redeem myself.
You two are coming with me.
- ALL: What?
- Consider it part of your interview.
You have heat breath, freeze breath, and telekinesis.
I have...a tail.
- For someone who's so ashamed of his tail,
you sure talk about it a lot.
- Ha ha! There's our chopper!
- [chopper blades whirring]
- Let's go show the Z-Force what I can do.
- No, no, no, no, wait!
Uh, I...I'm Phoebe's good luck charm.
You have to let me go.
- I don't have to do anything-- especially show you my tail!
Stop asking! Huh!
- I never asked!
- ¶
- [alarm buzzing]
- Okay, it looks like we're approaching meltdown level two.
- Oh, that's not so bad. How many levels are there?
- Two.
One reactor's overheating, the other is freezing.
Stabilize them while I go run around the building,
taking credit for all of this.
- Wait. What if we can't stop the meltdown?
- Then you'll be puddles of radioactive goo.
And I'll still be Tail Fail.
Don't let me down.
Never fear! Detail is here!
- [door shuts]
- All right, Max. What can I do?
- Get out of my way. - Okay.
- All I gotta do is use my freeze breath on this core...
[frosty breath gusting]
- [ice crackling]
- ...and use my heat breath on this core.
[fiery breath gusting]
Ha.
- [powering on] - Oh, no, no, no, no!
- Max, you really need to work on your victory cheer.
How about yippity-dippity?
- No. That core just heated up again.
We have to freeze one and heat the other at the same time--
which means I won't be able to
stop this meltdown without Phoebe.
- Well, lucky for you, I am Phoebe.
Oh, you meant the real Phoebe? Yeah, she's not coming.
- Okay, Billy, if we can't super speed to Metroburg
to find a cure, then we need to teleport there with Chloe.
- Zoe? Who's Zoe?
There's Chloe. Maybe she knows Zoe.
- Excuse me, pardon me. Excuse me, pardon me.
Chloe, I need your help.
- What the heck happened to you?
- Long story.
[quietly] I need you to teleport me to Metroburg.
Come on.
- NORA: [huffing]
No-o-o-o!
- Now what?
Phoebe took Chloe away.
- That was Phoebe? I thought it was Max.
- Excuse me, can you please take a photo of us
in front of my flowers?
- Get off my lawn!
- Is that you, Nora?
- What did the big fella say?
- Billy?
- How did this happen?
- We were trying to help Mom beat Mrs. Wong,
so we used Whoa Grow. Right, Billy?
Oh, wake up, you old bag of bones.
- Huh? Where am I?
- Oh, my poor little babies!
- Don't worry.
We will change you back right after Mom wins.
- No, I don't want to win like this.
- Salt's the cure?
Ain't that a kick in the pants?
- Yeah.
- Barbara!
I'm going to tell the judges you cheated,
because your flowers are...
[gasps] ...tiny now!
That means I'm definitely going to win!
- [gasps] I won!
Forget ping pong. Gardening's ma jam.
Tad Bradford's life is not sad!
- [pots shattering] - [objects clattering]
- I was never here!
- Woo-hoo! Yeah!
- Why are you cheering? You didn't win.
- Well, turns out I just wanted to see you lose.
And you did!
- Can you change us back before our teeth fall out?
- Too late.
- Oh, Hank, let's turn 'em back
before anything else falls out.
- [salt shaker shaking]
- We're young again.
- Yes, but you're also grounded.
- You can ground me, but you can't make me give this up.
Ah, this is so right!
- [alarm buzzing]
- [panting] This is no use.
We're gonna have to tell Detail the truth and get outta here.
Man, I hate to admit it, but I really wish Phoebe was here.
- Ow, ow, ow.
- Phoebe, you're here!
- Ow!
- Well, I'm...not that excited to see you.
- Oh, really?
- MAX ON RECORDING: I really wish Phoebe was here.
- Heard it, recorded it, and made it my ringtone.
- Let's do this.
It'll be easy with Detail out of the room.
- DETAIL: [laughing]
And you can tell everyone that Detail saved you!
[gasps] You guys aren't done yet?
I just texted my mom that I did it.
- We're just regulating some regulators.
[quietly] We'll never be able to pull this off
with him watching.
- Then I'll make sure he's not watching.
Hey, Mr. Tail, why don't you let me get a picture of you
stopping this whole meltdown thing for the Z-Force?
- Oh, good thinking.
It would be proof of my save.
[laughing]
Yeah? Uh-huh. - [camera shutter clicking]
- Stop! That's really bright! Ow!
- All right, quick.
You blow freeze breath on that core,
and I'll heat this one. Go!
- [frosty breath gusting] - [fiery breath gusting]
- Work it. Show me...hero.
- [camera shutter clicking] - I love it!
- [fiery breath gusting] - [frosty breath gusting]
- Hey, we did it! - Okay, hide!
- Okay.
- That's enough! [grunts]
[gasps] Hold on! You did it?
[laughing]
Woo!
Goodbye, Tail Fail!
- So did we pass the interview?
- Yeah and you made me look good doing it.
Oh, I can't wait to tell the Z-Force!
I'm recommending you for the finals.
And as a reward, I'll give you what you've been asking for.
You can watch my tail wag.
- Is it weird I want a tail now?
- I did it, Phoebe!
All those times you've saved me, and now I've finally saved you.
- Of course, you did, Cherry.
You're my super bestie.
- Thanks, Cherry.
Our dream is still alive because of you.
You'll never hear me say that again.
- Please tell me you got that.
- MAX ON RECORDING: Thanks, Cherry.
Our dream is still alive because of you.
- Man, you are just full of ringtones today.
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