- Frankie, isn't that funny?
When Tammy told me you were a robot,
I was, like, Frankie's not a robot.
[laughing]
Right?
Frankie?
- Why would Tammy Gilroy think that I'm a robot?
- [laughs] It beats me.
My best guess is that she's not your biggest fan.
[laughs]
- [bell clanging]
- Frankie! You got a free game!
Do you know what this means?
- That I will have another opportunity
to beat you by 22 strokes? - Ouch! But, yes.
Mini-golf etiquette says that you have to
play your free game with the person you were with
when you got the hole-in-one. - I would like that very much.
- COLE: [laughs]
- JENNY: Hold on a sec. Let me find a good spot.
- [shower knob squeaks] - [shower water running]
- What's up?
- We've gotta talk about-- What's that noise?
Is it raining? - It's the shower.
I turned it on so no one could eavesdrop.
- Uh, they can, if you yell like that.
- Oh. Right.
So, what's so important?
- Andrew plus Dr. Peters equals big problem.
- My mom's friend, Dr. Peters?
What's he got to do with Andrew?
- Besides being the one who created him?
Wait. I thought you knew.
Frankie said she told you.
- She told me that Andrew was an android,
not that my mom's best friend made him.
- Oh, Frankie made me promise not to tell your mom.
But she has to know.
Who knows what type of shady business
those two are up to?
- I'm gonna tell her. - DAYTON: No!
Frankie will freak.
So, she has to be the one to tell your mom.
- I could try and talk some sense into her.
- Okay.
Why is it so steamy in there?
Did you turn the hot water on?
- Yeah, to get a good steam while we chatted.
It really opens up the pores.
[inhaling, exhaling]
- [cell phone rings]
- Go for Drew. - JAMES: Gopher Drew?
What is that?
- Uh, Dr. Peters. [laughs]
Uh, I was just trying on a nickname.
- How does the name deactivated android sound?
Because that's what you're gonna be,
if you don't deliver Frankie to the rendezvous today.
- Hmmm...
I like Drew better.
- All clear. Bring her out.
- Frankie, I need to--
What is all this?
- Byron and John thought I needed bodyguards
before the state finals.
- Okay.
Listen, I need to talk to you about Andrew.
- Dayton Reyes, we have been over this.
I cannot tell mom without putting Andrew in danger.
- But by not telling her,
you're putting yourself in danger.
Jenny agrees with me, you know?
She doesn't trust Dr. Peters, either.
- You told Jenny about him?
- I thought she already knew.
Look, the point is we both see how serious this is.
It's bigger than just Andrew.
- What's bigger than me? [laughs]
We still gonna meet later?
- Meet?
Frankie, what if it's a trap?
[groans]
- What was that all about?
- Nothing. She's always run weird.
- No, I meant the heated exchange with Frankie.
I hope this doesn't affect her Brain Squad performance.
- Or their friendship.
- [snaps fingers] Oh, yeah. That, too.
So, she's always run like that?
You haven't tried to show her how to, you know?
- Pump her arms? - Yeah.
- I tried. She's a lost cause.
- A bodyguard?
I should have one, too.
I am the Brain Squad captain.
The world's supposed to see her for who,
I mean, what, she is.
- You need to drop this Frankie obsession,
and focus on state's.
- Yeah, and save some of that mental energy
for your pep rally speech.
- Oh, no, I forgot.
What time is the pep rally? - [bell rings]
- Right now.
- And now, here's our Brain Squad captain,
Tammy Gilroy!
- STUDENTS: [applauding]
- Fellow classmates, teachers,
I am pleased to introduce this year's
Brain Squad state finalists.
- Frankie! We want Frankie!
- Um, in alphabetical order--
- GIRL: [chanting] Frankie! Frankie!
- STUDENTS: [chanting] Frankie! Frankie!
- Okay, okay, fine!
First up, Frankie Gaines.
- STUDENTS: [cheering]
- STUDENTS IN BAND: [drumming]
- STUDENTS: [rhythmic clapping]
- MR. KINGSTON: Capacitor.
Solder.
Milk chocolate.
- Sir! There's a message for you.
- I told you no interruptions.
I am working on PEGSI!
- It's from Dr. Peters, sir.
He sent the location of the rendezvous.
The android will be at Rancho de la Playa
in a cafe called The Garage.
- Oh, I know Rancho de la Playa very well, but...
Let Warpa know...
today, they get their android.
[laughing]
- Hey! Sorry I'm late.
I was, uh... checking on something.
- Your eyes are darting around.
And you seem unable to sit still.
Are you nervous, Andrew LaPierre?
- No, I'm totally cool.
Uh, in fact, I have quite the surprise for you.
- ♪ Feels like things are getting real, real ♪
♪ Never felt so alive, never felt so alive ♪
♪ Feels like things are getting real, real ♪
♪ Feels like things are getting real ♪♪
- ♪
- [laughing] Uh...
That's it?
It's just the two of you?
- Subtlety is key.
We wanna capture the android
and slip out without making a scene.
- Ah, yes, but you don't know what you're dealing with.
The last android that escaped commandeered a bulldozer,
and tried to demolish my headquarters.
- You just worry about making the identification.
- Yes. [laughs]
Well, Peters assured me that the android would be inside.
Um...oh, right now. [laughs]
Ah, yes...
What?
What? What's happening?
Where is it?
Um, how can this be?
- You've been had, Kingston,
and our patience is wearing thin.
Deliver the android,
or you're gonna need a robotic jaw
to chew your food-- get me?
- Uh...
[gasping]
- [phone beeps]
- Peters! You lying, bumbling traitor--oh!
Can I get a #7 Mango-Tango with chia seeds.
Are they organic?
[snaps fingers] Perfect!
No, of course we don't have her!
Now you had better fix this,
or you are going to need a robotic jaw to--
Oh, in a to-go cup, please?
[chuckles] To chew your food! Hmph!
- [power wrench whirring]
[sighs] Is this fun or what?
- Yes! - [power wrench whirs]
- Performing engine repair is quite enjoyable.
- I think it's safe to go home.
- Safe to go home?
- Uh, yeah, it's, uh, slang for...
time to wrap up.
- I cannot find this in my slang files.
I shall add it now.
- Uh, come on, let's get outta here
before we get-- - MAN: Hey!
What are you doing in here?
- We replaced the brake pads on the gray one,
fixed the timing belt on the sedan,
and got the blue one running.
But now it is safe to go home.
Did I use that slang correctly?
- [laughs] Yeah, come on.
- ♪
- FRANKIE: [laughs]
- [cell phone rings]
- [phone beeps]
- Everything okay?
- [sighs] Yeah.
Everything is... just fine.
- ♪
- ANDREW: [heavy sigh]
- What happened?
You were supposed to bring Frankie to The Garage.
Kingston said you never showed up.
- No, Kingston never showed up.
- What? He said the place was empty.
- We were definitely there--
at Sully McSullivan's Auto Service on Nichols Avenue.
- Sully McSullivan's?
No, you twit, not that garage, The Garage,
where the teenagers hang out.
- Oh... [laughs]
Well, with so many other garages in town,
you should have been more specific.
- Now I've gotta call Kingston and make a new plan.
- ♪
- Hi, Tammy.
- Look, can you give me a break on the three wishes thing?
I've got a lot on my mind. - I see you're upset.
Uh, feel free to confide in me.
I've been told I'm a good listener
because of my over-sized ears.
How about I give you my third wish?
It seems like you need it more than I do.
- Okay.
I wish for you to... create matter.
- That's funny, Tammy.
You know the law of conservation of matter.
It can be neither created nor destroyed.
- Well, you have to try.
It's my wish, after all.
- Okay.
Here goes nothing.
- ♪
- [liquid bubbling]
- ♪
- [explosion] - TAMMY: Robbie!
Are you okay?
[laughing]
Thanks. [laughs]
I needed a laugh.
Well, you're all out of wishes.
It was nice hanging out.
We could maybe hang out some more.
But no one could ever know about it.
- I agree.
- TAMMY & ROBBIE: It could seriously harm my reputation.
Wait! Your reputation?
No, my reputation.
- TAMMY: [scoffs]
Now then, to the purpose of our meeting.
As you know, one of us has to sit out
and serve as alternate for state's.
We've all worked really hard and deserve to compete.
There's no easy way to decide,
So, I'll just do it.
John, you're out.
I was wrong. That was easy.
- MS. HOUGH ANNOUNCING: Attention,
teachers and students.
Since no one has confessed to the night of rampage,
Sepulveda High will withdraw
from the Brain Squad state championships.
- Wait. Maybe someone will still come forward.
- Oh, give it up, Frankie. It's over.
- Why so bummed?
Somebody change the Wi-Fi password again?
- You haven't heard?
Ms. Hough has withdrawn us from the state finals
because no one confessed to the night of rampage.
- Oh, right. Whatevs.
So, you heading to the cafeteria?
- No. This news has left my e-stomach feeling uneasy.
- This bums you out that much?
- I joined the Brain Squad to bring glory to Sepulveda High.
But now I realize it's so much more.
I love being on this team.
It makes me feel... human.
- Really?
- It is difficult to explain, Andrew LaPierre.
But it is very real.
This is a devastating blow for everyone.
- ♪
- I did it. I'm responsible for the night of rampage.
- You know, with dogs, it's easy to tell
when they do something wrong.
They look guilty.
Cats, on the other hand, are more mysterious.
- All right, are you saying I look like
a dog, or a cat or--
- No. [laughing]
You wish you looked as majestic as a cat.
No, you're as mysterious as a cat.
I can't tell if you're being honest.
What do you think, Fluffy Muffy?
Is he being truthful?
- Look, I have friends on the Brain Squad
and they shouldn't have to suffer because of what I did.
- Well, then, I have no choice
but to suspend you, effective immediately.
- Yeah. Okay. Sure.
But Brain Squad is back on, right?
- I said immediately. Now go.
- ANDREW: [sighing]
- [heavy sigh] That was a rough one, Fluffy.
Thank you for your moral support.
MS. HOUGH ANNOUNCING: Your attention, please.
Due to a last-minute confession,
in the matter of the night of rampage,
Sepulveda High will be allowed to compete
in the state finals of the Brain Squad.
- STUDENTS: [cheering] - MS. HOUGH: Thank you.
- We're back in, baby!
- STUDENTS: [laughing]
- Hey, Frankie, come sit with us.
Guys, you're best friends, so, let's figure this out.
Frankie, tell Dayton what you're feeling.
- Dayton Reyes, you are attempting to force me
to do something I don't want to do
by endlessly repeating your desire for me to do it,
and I wish you would stop.
- Great. Uh... Dayton, your turn.
- Frankie, as your best friend, you need to listen to me.
You don't understand how important this is.
- Whoa, Dayton, I don't know what "this" is,
but doesn't it seem you're being a little unfair to Frankie?
- I see what you're doing.
Jenny's on my side, so you feel like
you need to get Cole on yours.
- Hang on, I'm not taking anybody's side.
- Cole is on my side because he sees
how unreasonable you're being.
- Maybe if you told me what this is all about.
- Unreasonable? Look what he did.
Who knows what else he is capable of.
- Wait, who did what now?
- He took responsibility for his actions.
It's clear you understand nothing about the situation.
- Can somebody tell me who "he" is.
Is it me? Tell me what I did!
- Real nice, Cole. I'm your sister.
- I'm not taking her side.
- Why not? Don't you believe I'm right?
- I don't know!
I don't know what you guys are fighting about!
- DAYTON: Ohhh! - Dayton, wait!
We should really-- - FRANKIE: Ohhh!
- What just happened?
- I just wanted to tell you that I finished my punishment.
Robbie's three wishes are up.
- And you've learned your lesson
about making false accusations?
- No way. I was right to do what I did.
He deserved it.
- Well, Miss Gilroy I am very sorry to hear that,
because now I must grant Robbie three more wishes.
- No, Ms. Hough, anything but that.
- And if you don't see the error of your ways,
he'll get three more after that.
Good day, Miss Gilroy.
- This is terrible.
- You're home early.
- I got suspended. [nervous laugh]
- Suspended?
What for?
- Oh, it was stupid. You're gonna laugh.
I set off a stink bomb at a pep rally.
[laughs] Yep.
Rotten egg and seaweed scented.
- JAMES: [laughs]
That is pretty funny. - ANDREW: [laughs]
- I never really cared much for high school.
Just a prison with no guards, if you ask me.
- BOTH: [laugh]
- So, where'd you get the stink bomb?
- Uh, online. [laughing]
Yeah, from, uh, Handsprings High School Pranks.
I ordered a big, smelly box of 'em.
- Great. - BOTH: [laughing]
- Let's go inside and grab a few.
Our neighbor's really been getting on my nerves.
What's wrong?
You said you had a big, smelly box.
- Uh, yeah, but I left them at school,
and they confiscated them.
- That's too bad. - Yeah.
- Too bad, indeed.
- Maybe just stay away from her for a little bit.
She needs to focus on state's.
- We had so much fun at mini-golf.
Now this little feud could ruin all my momentum.
I need to seem impartial
so Dayton doesn't think I'm taking sides.
- How's that gonna work? - Easy.
I study near Frankie, but not with her--
when Dayton's not around.
- It seems dangerous.
- "Danger" is my middle name.
- I thought it was "Gilbert."
- Dude, I told you that in secret!
- [cell phone buzzing]
- Oh. - What?
- My dad. He decided to pop by for a little visit.
Just what I need.
Hey, Frankie. - Hello, Cole Reyes.
- Bye, Frankie.
- Nice one, Cole "Danger-Gilbert" Reyes.
- Goodnight Andrew. - 'Night, Dr. Peters.
- [computer beeps]
- Now...
let's see what you've really been up to.
- ♪
- ANDREW ON VIDEO: I did it.
I'm responsible for the night of rampage.
- Why would he confess?
So, what else have you been lying about?
Someone changed all the file names.
Why in the...?
Sort by...
date of file creation.
Sacrificing yourself for another android?
What happened to you?
This calls for nothing less than a complete reinstall.
Yes.
Yes!
Now to reprogram you...
for complete loyalty to me.
- [computer beeping]
- ANDREW: [gasps]
- [laughs] Did I scare you?
Humans find it amusing to frighten each other--
and to do this.
You have something on your shirt.
[laughs]
- I cannot be around you. - Andrew?
What's wrong?
- Please, keep your distance.
- ♪
- [door closes]
- ROBBIE: I knew it. - Knew what?
- The girls' bathroom is so much nicer than ours.
What is that scent I detect?
Lavender? Jasmine?
- It's Gardenia. There's an aroma diffuser in--
Never mind! You ratted on me.
- Robbie Turnbull is many things,
but he is no rat.
- Well, I was in Ms. Hough's office earlier,
and she said I have to grant you more wishes.
- You don't say.
- This is a nightmare.
It looks like we're gonna be stuck together
for a little while longer.
- I know what you're doing.
You don't have to keep getting in trouble
for us to be friends.
- ♪
- [doorbell rings]
- Oh, don't worry. I'll get it.
- Do I smell pizza rolls?
- [dramatic music]
- BOTH: [laugh]
- Come here, you.
Cole! Look who's here!
- Oh, hey...
Dad.
- DAYTON: What brings you to town?
It's not your weekend to see us.
In fact, it's not even the weekend.
- Well, I had a business meeting in the area,
so, I thought I'd pop by and catch up.
So, what's been going on?
- Let's see, school has been amaze.
Grades are awesome.
I went to my first dance. I have a new BFF.
Some weird stuff has been happening--
- Excellent, sweet, excellent.
What about you, Cole?
I do hope that "C" average has gone up
since the last time we spoke.
- Yep, had a lot of time to change that around--
since the last time you called.
- Good. "Cs" just... [grunts]
reek of mediocrity,
and I did not raise average kids.
- DAYTON: [laughs]
- Actually, it's not like a big deal or anything,
but I have this awesome tutor.
I've been doing really well in math.
- [cell phone rings] - Hang on.
Gilford Kingston.
Uh...
A delay?
Well, get moving.
I am running out of time,
and, therefore, you are running out of time.
Do I make myself clear?
Good.
Sorry. [laughs]
So, what were you saying, son?
- Nothing. I just a couple of "Bs" on a math test and...
- Show him, Cole.
Didn't you pin those tests on your bulletin board?
- Yes. Yes. I would like to see that.
[laughing] All right.
There we are.
- ♪
- [phone beeps]
- JAMES ON PHONE: Come on, Kingston,
you have to give me more than a minute.
- Um, excuse me, this is Tom Reyes' phone.
Who is Kingston?
- [phone beeps]
- [cell phone ringing]
- Frankie, it's me. I don't have time to explain.
I just need to know the name of that guy from EGG.
- Dayton Reyes, I'm busy right now.
- Just give me the name.
- Kingston.
Now I must get back to studying.
- [phone beeps]
- KINGSTON/REYES: Listen, son,
all I'm saying is that a "B"
is not the same thing as an "A."
It's an improvement,
but I'm not doing any... cartwheels.
Honey, what are you doing?
- Just tidying up a little.
- With pillows? - Yeah. [laughs]
It's a house cleaning hack I learned online.
You save a ton on dust cloths.
- Good! [laughs]
Oh, well, I've gotta get going.
But I will be back in town very soon.
Oh, thank you, sweetheart.
[kisses]
Oh, son.
- [door closes]
- Oh! - What?
- Cole, dad's a liar.
- [scoffs] What else is new?
- You knew? - Yeah, for years.
- And you didn't think I should know
that our father is an evil robot scientist?
- Evil robot scientist?
I guess if you think Zoom Around the Room
robotic vacuums are evil, then, yeah.
- Let's start again.
Why do you say you know dad's a liar?
- Because every time I have a tennis match,
he says he's gonna come and never does.
- No, he's living a lie!
He uses an alias.
He doesn't work for Zoom Around the Room.
He works for...EGG.
- Wait, how do you even know this?
And what's egg?
- It's not important.
All I know is that they are very bad,
very dangerous people.
- And why is everything all of a sudden about robots?
First, Tammy says Frankie's a robot,
and now you say our dad's an evil robot scientist.
You just rapid-fire blinked.
You only do that when you're hiding something.
- [laughing] That's ridiculous.
I don't do that.
- I knew it!
Is this something to do with Frankie?
Is it? No, it can't be.
Dayton...
is Tammy onto something?
- Where are you going? - To talk to Frankie.
- Wait! No! Don't!
- [door slams] - DAYTON: [groans]
- [cell phone ringing]
- Dayton Reyes, you know about the Brain Squad finals.
I'm sorry, but I don't have time for BFF drama right now.
- [doorbell rings]
- Would someone else be kind enough to get the door?
- [doorbell continues ringing]
- Cole Reyes. Come in.
I can offer you juice, water, or cow's milk.
But we have to keep this interaction brief.
I have much cramming to do.
- Frankie, I need you to be one hundred percent
real with me right now.
- [dramatic music]
- Are you a robot?
- ♪