- [laughs]
So, Max, I hear it's your six-month anniversary.
What are you gonna get Alison?
- Bratwurst?
- Yeah, no, thanks.
She's not really into eating food out of people's backpacks.
- But I am, bro.
Oooh, combo.
- Oh, here she comes.
Hey, there you are.
I saved us the best table.
- Oh, I didn't know Splat Burger had a best table.
- Oh, look, Evan's on a date.
It's with a lizard, but still...love.
- Shall we share the cheesecake, my little pookie bear?
- [hissing]
- I just love this romantic side of you, Max.
You're bursting with emotion.
- Oh, something's gonna burst.
Watch this.
- [rumbling]
- [splat]
- ALL: [laughing]
- MAX: [laughing]
- You did this?
- Happy anniversary!
What'd you get me?
- *
* What you see is not what you get *
* Living our lives with a secret *
* We fit right in, bet you'd never guess *
* Because we're living our lives just like all the rest *
* A picture-perfect family is what we try to be *
* But 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
* Living a double life *
- All right, Nora.
Whoever scores this next point is champion of the universe.
- And whoever loses has to lick the driveway.
- Oh, no, it went into Mrs. Wong's yard.
- I'll see if I can find the ball.
You start kissing cement.
- Billy, stop eating ants again.
- We lost another ball.
- Oh, don't worry, your big sis will get it back.
Well, that was easy.
- Mom! Dad!
Mrs. Wong sent another ball to ball heaven!
- Are you sure it was her?
- Yeah, she left her mark on it.
- Somebody needs to change that lady's diaper.
- You guys ever wondered why Mrs. Wong is so mean?
- Huh-uh. - Nope.
- I'm pretty sure she's an actual witch.
- Think about it.
Have any of us ever stopped to stay, "Hello, Mrs. Wong?"
Or "How's your day, Mrs. Wong?"
Or "Mrs. Wong, would you like to come over
for some peach cobbler?"
- What is she saying?
- I don't know, something about a cobbler.
- I'm saying maybe if we were nice to Mrs. Wong
she'd be nice to us in return.
For example...oh, what if we fix her fence?
- Honey, some people are just grouches.
And it's best to leave them alone.
Why'd you bring up cobbler?
Now I want cobbler.
- *
- MAX: Okay, can I open them yet?
What's this big anniversary surprise?
- A few more steps, and here.
- My anniversary gift is a bunch of dweebs?
I hope you kept the receipt.
- This isn't a gift.
It's a prank-ter-vention.
All of the people you have hurt are here to confront you
about your pranking problem.
- No, there's no way this is all of them.
- Well, I'm not the only one
who doesn't like your pranking, Max.
So you're going to sit down and listen.
Evan, would you like to go first?
- There's a thin line between comedy and tragedy.
Aristotle once said-- - Skip to the last card.
- Max, your pranks are hurtful. Please stop.
- They're just harmless jokes.
- You drew a permanent mustache on Tonya Redecci.
- Yeah, and she looks Redecci-ulous.
- And Howard never recovered from that urinal incident.
- Oh, come on, grape juice
spraying out of the urinal was funny.
- Thanks to you, I have to run home to pee.
And sometimes...I don't make it.
- Dude, you're only encouraging me.
All right, fine.
I had no idea how much my pranks hurt all of you.
Sorry, guys.
How 'bout I give you some...
goodwill mints to make amends?
- I'm so proud of you, Max.
I didn't think you'd be open to change,
but I guess I was wrong.
- [mumbling] It's a trap!
- ALL: [spitting]
- This was fun. We should do more of these.
- Forget it. I'm done.
- Wait, what? What are you talking about?
- I don't want to be with a guy
who hurts people just for laughs.
Goodbye, Max.
- Hold on, hold on.
Okay, for you...
I'll give up pranking.
Seriously.
- Max Thunderman is gonna give up pranking?
- Yes.
Let's shake on it.
- If I shake a fake hand, so help me...
- *
- * There is a hag whose heart is cold *
- * Her name is Wong, and she's real old *
- All right, you guys are kind of ruining
the whole let's be nice to Mrs. Wong thing.
- Get out of my yard, you tone-deaf hooligans.
- Put down the pan, Mrs. Wong.
We're just fixing your fence.
- Why?
- We also wonder that.
- We're just being neighborly.
- Uh, well, if you dummies wanna work for free,
it's on your smelly heads.
- Cover me.
I'm torching this fence.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Guys, this is gonna work, okay?
After we're done, Mrs. Wong will be the nicest neighbor
and no longer look at us like that.
- *
- Have to break.
Have to break.
How can you do this to me, Alison?
I can't take it.
- Calm down.
Here, maybe a blast from the hose will cool you off.
- Okay. Hit me.
- [laughing]
- Not funny, Colosso.
I'm trying to quit pranking once and for all.
I really like Alison.
And she's the only person
I look forward to seeing every day.
- Are you trying to hurt me?
Because it's working.
- I just...
I don't wanna lose her.
- Well, if you're gonna quit pranking,
you need to go out with a big bang.
- You're right.
Just one last big prank, get it out of my system.
And, Alison, doesn't even have to know.
- Wait!
Let me wipe that confetti off ya.
- Yeah, I'm not gonna walk back over there
just so you can prank me again.
- COLOSSO: [laughing]
- *
- We bought new kickballs.
- What happened to you guys?
- Phoebe was wrong.
It doesn't feel good to help others.
It hurts!
- No, you guys are wrong.
I'm positive she'll see her fence is nicely painted
and give up her Wongy ways.
- [alarm sounding]
- THUNDER MONITOR: Alert, alert.
Mrs. Wong approaching.
Activating porch lasers.
- No, Thunder Monitor, stop!
Who programed in lasers for Mrs. Wong?
- Guilty, baby.
- [doorbell rings]
- Hello, my favorite neighbors.
- You know you're at the Thundermans, right?
- Oh, Barbara, you're so funny.
I brought these treats
to thank your kids for fixing my fence.
- Why, that was very neighborly of you.
I hope we can do more things together in the future.
- Oh, I agree.
In fact, I'm having a party tomorrow,
and would love it if all kids would come.
- We would love to, Mrs. Wong.
- Please, call me, Auntie Wong.
- If these are as good as they look,
I'll call you whatever you want.
- I'll see you kids tomorrow at 3:30 sharp.
- Well, look who was right about Mrs. Wong.
You were, Phoebe.
Good job, Phoebe.
Thank you, Phoebe.
- *
- Time to head home to the wife and kids.
If I say it enough times, maybe it'll happen.
Oh.
Hello, free khakis.
[laughs] Huh?
Uoh!
- [laughing]
- Ah, ah!
You won't get away with this!
No one laughs at Tag Bradford!
- ALL: [laughing]
- Stop laughing!
Uh!
- ALL: [laughing]
- Then stop falling.
- What's going on?
- Uh, nothing.
Very uneventful morning.
- Someone pranked Bradford hard.
- When I find the troublemaker in the red hat who did this,
they are getting expelled!
Locker search!
Starting with, uh--oh, I don't know--
Max Thunderman.
- You pranked Bradford?
- What would make you think that?
- Because all you do is pranks.
And the real victim here is me
for believing that you would quit.
- What, okay, hold on. Listen.
- No, I'm done listening to you.
You're a liar who can't be trusted.
- Aw, poor baby lost his sweetheart.
Well, that rope was the first thing
that held me in a year.
- You'll never find that red hat in my locker.
But you will in my backpack.
- Oooh, free hat-zen.
- Locker's clean.
Now let's check your--[gasps]
You!
- Vou-scan?
- Pack your bags, exchange student,
because you're going back to Germany.
Oh wait, let me put this in terms you can understand.
[speaking gibberish]
- *
- Wolfgang pranked Bradford?
Max, I--
- Can you give me a second?
I gotta go save my friend.
- Hat-zen not mine.
- Hey, Bradford!
How do you know he didn't just find that hat?
He'd never buy it.
Look at his boxy face.
- His face is weird.
But he's wearing that hat, so he's guilty.
I'm telling his host family he's on the next bus to Germany.
- Achoo! - Gesundheit.
- Watch your language, filth mouth.
- Wolfgang, this is so sad.
Where are we gonna get another drummer?
What? He doesn't know what we're saying.
- Don't worry, buddy.
I will not let you get expelled and sent back to Germany
over something I did...n't see coming.
- Max-en plan-xen?
- Do I have a plan?
No.
But while I think of one, you hide in my lair.
Can't send you away if they can't find you.
- Danke.
- Ooh, okay.
Get it out of your system now,
because there's no hugging in my lair.
- *
- All right, Thundermans, let's start this par-tay.
In this yard that's emp-tay.
- Worst party ever.
- Maybe it's a surprise party.
- Surprise! I'm out of here.
- Whoa.
Relax, the new, happy Wong
just make a mistake about the time.
- Howdy, neighbors.
- She said "howdy."
She's changed so much.
- Where is everyone?
You said 3:30 sharp.
- Did I?
[laughing] Silly me.
Everyone's coming at 4.
But since you're here,
how 'bout my favorite neighbors help set up?
- You hear that, Phoebe?
We've been set up.
- Some par-tay, Phoe-bey.
- Relax, we're just here a little early,
so she's having us help out.
It's not like we're working the party.
Okay, we might be working the party.
- *
- All clear!
All right, my parents are at the movies,
so we should be safe from Bradford here.
- Kielbasa?
- Well, that explains why that dog chased us home.
- [doorbell rings]
- That could be him.
- Dog?
- No, Bradford.
You should go to my lair.
He won't be able to find you there.
- Wee-zen!
- Oh, and stay away from my rabbit.
He doesn't like people.
Whoo.
Alison? What are you doing here?
- I came to apologize for blaming you
for doing that prank.
- Oh, don't give it a second thought.
Thanks for stopping by.
- Well, I just feel so bad for calling you a liar.
I mean, I should have trusted you.
[sniffing]
Do I smell sausage?
- My dad's a cured meat enthusiast.
- Well, I believe that.
Anyway, clearly, I'm the one with the problem.
I mean, after all the trouble you went through to change,
I have to be better for you.
I'm sorry.
Do you forgive me?
- Oooh, cursed your trusting eyes.
I can't do this.
I'm the one who pranked Bradford.
- What?
- Now they're angry eyes.
Okay, I tried to give up pranks cold turkey.
But it was just too hard.
So I did one last prank, then Wolfgang got blamed.
- So...you let your friend take the fall,
and then you lied to me?
- Yes, but in my defense,
I am hiding him from Bradford in my lair.
- WOLFGANG: [singing in German]
- I'm sorry.
I finally understand what you're trying to say.
But it took someone getting hurt for it to finally sink in.
- I showed you a room full of people who got hurt by you.
- I meant someone I care about.
The point is...
I never wanna prank again.
- [banging at door]
- BRADFORD: Open up, Thunderman!
- It's Bradford.
- BRADFORD: I know Wolfgang is in there.
I got a call from some guy named Dr. Colosso.
- *
- Tell me, Mrs. Wong, why should the PTA board hire you
to supply the school with hot lunches?
- I can tell you it has nothing to do
with all the money you're offering.
[laughing]
I've always loved children, and they love me.
Why else would they help their Auntie Wong
with this party?
- Guys...Mrs. Wong is using us
to look good in front of the PTA.
You guys are right, she'll be never be nice.
- Look who's finally on the obvious train.
You, you!
- I deserve that.
Now let's give Wong what she deserves.
The PTA thinks she loves kids.
Let's show them the real Mrs. Wong.
Billy, super speed home and grab us some balls.
- On it.
Hold the crab cakes.
- Crabs make bad cake.
- All right.
Uh, Auntie Wong, can we please take a break to go play?
- A break?
That makes it sound like you're working,
which clearly she isn't.
Go play, go.
Exercise and sunshine
are so important for growing children.
- [bang]
- Sorry, Mrs. Wong.
- Kids will be kids.
- Yes, they will.
Anyway, I prefer to be paid with a comically large check.
- [splash]
- Careful, you...
adorable children.
I will give you so many hugs later.
- We almost have her.
Let's crack this Wong.
- Uh! Ow!
Children, you must be more--ow!
Ah!
That's it!
You Thundermans are horrible creatures!
I'll destroy you and your little balls, too!
Ugh!
- You're the horrible one, Mrs. Wong.
You obviously have no patience with children,
and you will not be getting this job.
- Uh.
Oh, no.
Come back.
You don't have to like children to feed them.
- *
- BRADFORD: Open up, Thunderman.
- I'm sorry, Alison, this is all my fault.
I'll go confess to Bradford.
- No, Max, stop.
I wanted you to learn your lesson about pranking,
not get expelled.
- BRADFORD: Give me the boy!
- Okay, don't get all angry eyes on me.
But I could prank Bradford to get rid of him.
I've got this whole house rigged
in case my family turns against me.
- Absolutely not.
Pranking has never solved anything.
- BRADFORD: Is that Alison?
I see her stupid bike made out of recycled cans!
- Prank him, Max!
Prank sad Tad Bradford
back to the storage unit he calls home!
- You've never been more beautiful to me.
Activate prank mode.
- [machine whirring]
- Step only where I step.
- BRADFORD: I'm coming in.
Ahhhhhh!
Ah!
- Bradford, what a pleasant surprise.
Sorry, but Wolfgang isn't here.
- I know you're hiding him.
I'm officially using the authority
of the order of principals to search this house.
- Not sure that's a thing, but help herself.
- Well, okay--oooh.
- Sorry about that,
my brother Billy's quite the prankster.
- [in high-pitched voice] Great,
another Thunderman to look forward to.
Ahh!
- That should get him out of here.
- [laughs]
- [heavy breathing]
Ah-ha!
- [whispers] Unless he finds my lair.
- A secret passage.
[sniffs].
Ugh, smells like Hansel and Sweat-el down there.
[laughing]
Ah!
Uh.
- I already told you he's not down here.
- Then explain those German sausages.
- My dad's a cured meat enthusiast.
- Well, I believe that.
All right, I guess Wolfgang isn't here.
Achoo.
- Gesundheit.
- There you are, filth mouth.
- No, you don't!
- Oh, no.
Oh, ah!
[moaning]
- Those weenies won't hold him for long, run!
- We can hide Wolfgang at my house.
- What are you doing?
- My squeezy mustard!
Nein!
- Gotcha!
Now pull me out of this thing.
- Bradford, you can't expel Wolfgang.
- Expel him?
I'm not expelling him.
- He really likes it here and--wait, what?
- That's right.
While filing his expulsion papers,
I learned the school gets $4,000 a month
for every exchange student enrolled.
- Wolfgang?
- That's right.
This little ray of German sunshine is my ticket
to a bigger storage locker.
I mean apartment.
- ALL: Wolfgang!
- Come on, kid, tell me about your host family.
They, uh--they got an extra room?
- Well, that was close.
Come on, I owe you a real anniversary dinner.
- So, uh, what did you think of my prank down there?
- Well, it wasn't so much a prank
as it was flinging meat at a guy,
but, hey, not everyone's a born prankster like me.
- I guess you're right.
- *