♪ ♪
Okay, Tasha.
I finally worked out all the bugs
in my 3D body scanner.
Now I just need someone who is easily manipulated to test on.
(softly) Alice!
Perfect.
Hey, is my mom home?
-No, she's still at work, Booker. -Good.
Because I told her I was done with my college applications,
but I sorta kinda almost--
-Not even started. -Yeah, pretty much.
They just take so long to fill out.
Every time I start, I get a text or there's a show to watch.
Or I get a text about a show to watch.
But I gotta do it.
I'm gonna do it.
It's time to do it.
So you can't take 20 minutes
to help me test out my body scanner?
Make it 30 and I'm in.
I had to drive around the block three times
looking for a parking space because that beat-up old clunker
is still parked outside of our house.
If she sees me, I'm dead.
Uh, that is frustrating.
Come further into the room and tell me about it.
I don't know who it belongs to, you know.
It's just... (sighs)
I thought I closed that.
Uh...
Which one is it, Auntie Rae?
That one right there!
Oh, that squirrel is sitting on it like he lives in it.
He does live in it.
I just, I just don't like lookin' at it, you know.
-No, don't! -Don't what?
Don't let that car just sit there.
I mean, you've gotta do something, Auntie Rae.
(gasps) You know what? You're right.
Whosever car that is, you have until the count of three.
One, two...
Okay, I see no one's coming out,
so I'm gonna extend the count.
Three, four...
Okay, you know what? My limit is ten.
And then I am doing something.
Booker, get out from behind that chair
and do your college applications.
She always knows.
She is good.
(theme music playing)
♪ Ha, ha! Lemme tell ya somethin' ♪
♪ Had my vision all worked out ♪
♪ But then life had other plans ♪
♪ Tell 'em, Mom ♪
♪ It's crazy when things turn upside down ♪
♪ But ya gotta get up and take that chance ♪
♪ New city, I'm finding my way ♪
♪ It's gonna take some time ♪
-♪ Yeah, we're gonna be okay ♪ -♪ Ya know I got you, right? ♪
♪ It might be wild, but ya know that we make it work ♪
♪ We're just fam caught up in a crazy world ♪
-♪ Come on! ♪ -♪ It's Raven's Home ♪
-♪ We get loud! ♪ -♪ Yeah, Raven's Home ♪
♪ It's our crowd! ♪
♪ Might be tough, but together we make it look good ♪
♪ Down for each other like family should ♪
-♪ It's Raven's Home ♪ -♪ When it's tough ♪
-♪ Yeah, Raven's Home ♪ -♪ We got love ♪
♪ 'Cause no matter the weather ♪
♪ Ya know we gon' shine ♪
♪ There for each other, ya know it's our time ♪
(Raven laughing)
Yep! That's us.
♪ ♪
Hey, this college application wants to know my biggest flaw.
Now, would you say it's working too hard
or caring too much?
How about dangerously overconfident?
(chuckles) No, Ivy, a flaw.
I'm looking for a flaw.
Good news.
You know on our college applications,
they always say that you have to list
your favorite activities on one page?
Well, I finally figured out how to do it.
One page.
Dude, you've got everything on here.
Academics, volunteering, sports.
Wait... Okay,
I don't have sports on my resumé.
You think I need sports?
Well, my dad says colleges like you to be well-rounded.
No, don't worry about it, Ivy.
I don't have volunteer work on mine,
and I'm not freaking out.
(whooshing)
Sorry, I can't let you in.
(whooshing)
I just had a vision.
A guy at the college admissions desk
-said I couldn't get in! -Wh... Well, what about me?
I don't know. You weren't there.
Well, I couldn't even get into your vision?
Oh, this is bad.
Ah. I wish I could help,
but, uh, I gotta go volunteer at the hospital.
Hey, wait, wait, wait. Maybe I could volunteer with you.
What do you do? Keep in mind,
I'm grossed out by pretty much everything.
Well, I, uh, I dress up like a superhero,
and I entertain the kids while they wait for their appointments.
Oh, perfect. I was born to be a superhero.
Born to be a superhero.
Wait, are you serious?
Booker, are you a superhero?
No, wait. Don't tell me.
You'll only put me in danger.
(door closes)
Ah. Check it out, Tasha.
I've got the TV all to myself.
Yeah, I said "myself."
None of your shows are age appropriate.
(both gasp)
Ivy, what are you doing here?
(sighs)
I'm avoiding the look on my mom's face
when she finds out I didn't get into college
because I don't play a sport.
I'm never going home again.
So if we can find you a sport,
you'll go home and I can watch my shows?
I guess so.
Then what are we waiting for?
Let's find you a sport.
♪ ♪
This is even nastier up close.
You know what? You are getting a strongly worded note.
(sighs) "To whom it may concern."
Hmm. Too nice.
"To whom it may car-cern."
(laughing) Car-cern.
That's too clever, girl. Stop.
"To car it may whom-cern."
I don't even make any sense.
How about...
Gladys. Hey, listen. (clears throat)
I'm trying to write a nasty letter
to get these people to move their car.
You got any ideas?
Uh-huh.
Ooh, I'm a little worried about where this is going, Gladys.
Yep, that's exactly where I thought it was going.
Okay... Wait, wait, wait. Let me write it down.
Let me write it down! Keep going.
Ooh!
♪ ♪
Okay, all you have to do
Is try out a few of these sports
to see which one you're good at.
Then you can join that team, add it to your resumé.
Alright. Let's see what we've got.
Football.
Basketball.
Hockey ball.
Uh, think you mean puck.
Right, right. Puck ball.
Okay.
Hey, this baseball feels pretty good.
Maybe this is my sport. Here, catch.
(glass breaking)
Okay, so baseball's off the list.
"...Or else...
Signed Raven Baxter."
Now they will know if they do not move their car,
they gonna have some problems.
(gasps)
Now we gonna have some problems.
What are... What are we gonna do?
Gladys? Gladys!
Really, girl? I thought we were in this together!
Well, you are going to love volunteering here.
Oh, so which superhero am I gonna be?
Superman, Spider-Man, Black Panther?
None of those. Can't get the rights.
But these beloved heroes exist in our hearts,
and more importantly, the public domain.
You'll be Superdude, as usual.
And so I guess that makes you The Handler.
Ooh! Who's The Handler?
Only Superdude's best friend and trusted colleague.
They even share an office together
in the Fortress of Soli-dude.
Don't they, Nurse Julie?
My job was to give you the costume,
-not to listen to you. -Okay.
So, why do they call him The Handler?
Is it because he has super powerful fists
that can smash through anything
and knock out bad guys with a single punch?
Um, better. They call him The Handler
because he handles Superdude's schedule.
He knocks out his errands
and he punches up his social media posts.
Ka-pow!
Four hundred likes.
Wait, so basically, I'm your assistant?
What? No, we're superheroes.
You're my sidekick.
-Sidekick? I... -NEIL: Hmm.
You know what? It's fine. It's fine.
You know, I'm just doing this for my college resumé.
-Yeah. -It's gonna be fun being The Handler.
You forgot to mention one thing about The Handler.
Actually, two things.
What is my origin story here?
Oh. You're gonna love this.
Radioactive hand lotion.
It's a lot more common in the superverse than you'd think.
Whatever. Let's just go do this.
Um, sorry, but that's actually Superdude's catchphrase.
Now let's just go do this.
Oh, Handler, picture time.
Here you go.
Make sure you get Sam's cast in there.
She's real proud of that thing.
(screams, laughs)
My eyes!
Who wants pudding?
KIDS: Yay!
Here, here, here. Let me do this one.
Maybe I can just fish it out.
GIRL: Oh! Oh!
You know what? Forget the spoon, okay?
Who wants pudding?
(kids groan)
Uh, who wants Superdude to run down to the cafeteria
and get frozen yogurt?
KIDS: Yeah!
Here. Let The Handler get that for you.
(laughs)
Oh, I almost got it.
Just about, just about got it.
Just about got it.
Just about...
Got it.
Allow me, Handler.
(triumphant music playing)
Have yourself a super day.
KIDS (chanting): Superdude! Superdude!
Neil. Neil. Neil. We need to have a talk.
It feels like you're hogging the spotlight.
Oh, my gosh. You're right.
I'm so embarrassed. Okay.
Um... (clears throat)
Everyone, there's someone I'd like to thank.
He's worked really hard today.
I couldn't do what I do if he didn't do what he does.
Please give a big round of applause for...
Janitor Sean!
I think he deserves a super clap,
don't you, Handler?
That's about all I can do with these hands.
Okay. We fixed the window.
Hey, why does Mr. B have
so many extra window panes in his garage?
He knows where he lives.
Hey, maybe archery is my sport.
Not doing that.
Maybe we've been going about this all wrong.
I can use my body scanner to analyze
your physiological strengths and weaknesses.
Then we can cross-reference that data with the skill sets
required for all known athletics
and find the perfect sport for me.
Exactly.
Too bad science isn't a sport.
Oh, girl, tell me about it.
(laser whirring)
Why did I put my name on that note?
Now they're gonna think I broke their windshield.
I gotta get it out of there.
Okay.
Ow. Too tight. Okay.
(sighs) Maybe I can...
-(car door rattles) -(grunting) Come on, man!
(grunting) Come on!
Oh, hey! Hey, hey, hey. (chuckles nervously)
Dave. Brad.
I'm just making sure all the car doors
are locked on this block.
It's a service I provide. You're welcome.
Enjoy your walk. Enjoy.
Not you, Brad.
There's gotta be another way to get in here.
Sunroof.
(grunts, laughs)
(yelps)
There's a lot of stuff in this car.
(squirrel squeaking)
(screams) Squirrel!
(grunting)
(squirrel snarling)
(Raven screaming)
Whoo!
(squirrel squeaking)
(gasps, cries)
Oh, no. He's got me. He's got me!
-(screaming) -(squirrel screeching)
I told you I could fly.
All I needed was the power of friendship!
Hey, Nurse Julie, can I ask you something?
I'm busy.
-I'll walk with you. -Great.
I'm volunteering to boost my college application,
but all I am is a sidekick
while Superdude gets to be the hero.
I know how that feels.
I work with Dr. Miller,
and heaven forbid I outshine him.
It would throw the whole universe into chaos.
Now, he sounds like a real Superdude.
He thinks he is.
So are you saying I should prove
I'm the real hero around here and outshine Neil?
Are you one of those people
who only hears what they wanna hear?
That's a great idea, Nurse Julie. Thank you.
♪ ♪
I have to admit.
This is the one sport I never thought I'd try.
Especially in your living room.
Well, the scan said waterskiing and the data never lies.
-Okay, let's get you skiing. -Okay.
Lean back a little.
Ooh. Is this is water from the ocean?
No, it's from a salmon
Auntie Rae's defrosting in the sink.
Ugh.
Okay, let's get into position.
Lean back.
A little more.
Really lean into it.
(grunts)
Auntie Rae? What happened to you?
I thought you were getting rid of that parked car.
I tried, but I got into a scrap with a squirrel.
I guess I just gotta get used to the fact
that that car is gonna be parked out front
of our house permanently.
I just realized what I can tie that tow rope to.
Be right back.
You know, Miss Baxter, you should just call my mom.
She knows tons of people in city government.
She could probably help you with that car.
(gasps) That's a great idea.
And I'll ask her to take a look at some parking tickets
that I do not agree with.
Hey, I can't believe you didn't say anything
about me waterskiing in your living room.
I know where I live.
Well, I could take the picture myself,
but, uh, I'd hate to steal that job from The Handler.
He loves it!
Oh, Handler?
Handler?
Step aside, Superdude.
There's a new hero in this hospital.
Booker, what did you do to your costume?
Why is there a mop on your head?
Don't worry about it.
Did you steal Sean's mop?
I said don't worry about it.
But is it... Clean?
Stop talking about the mop.
It's not about the mop.
I'm tired of doing all the work and you taking all the credit.
The time of Superdude is over.
The day of The Handler has begun.
KIDS: Ooh!
Bad attitude.
Sinister voice.
Tragic monologuing?
Booker's become...
(gasps) ...A villain.
(evil laughter)
Keep it down. This is a hospital.
Oh. My bad.
(laughing quietly)
Booker, stop. This isn't who you are.
What's the matter?
Can't handle the new me?
Ha. Clever.
Terrifying, but clever.
Hey. Who wants to see me throw these tongue depressors
at Superdude?
KIDS: Yeah!
(grunts) But getting hit by things is my weakness.
Maybe try leaning forward this time.
Little more.
Little more. Come on.
-Little more. -(Ivy grunting)
-Should be... -Okay. Alice, Alice, I'm gonna...
Oh, oh, oh.
Wait.
(sighs, exhales)
Maybe waterskiing isn't my thing.
I think the data was wrong.
Watch your mouth.
Sorry. Sorry.
Just very protective of the data.
(squeals) This is so exciting.
Ivy's mom said she was gonna take care of the car for me.
At least one of us solved a problem today.
I can't get the hang of waterskiing.
Oh, let me show you.
You know how to water ski?
Well... (clears throat)
Before we moved to Chicago,
Chels and I spent the summer in a water show down in Orlando.
Used to jump live gators.
Oh, yeah.
I lost half my pinkie toe.
But not the way you think.
So all you gotta do is, uh, bend your knees,
arms straight, slight lean,
and it never hurts to pop the booty.
So what's my mom gonna do about the car?
Well, she said she's gonna have it towed.
She's gonna tow the car out front?
-Yeah. -Did she say when?
Uh, today.
(car engine starts)
Uh, Alice, what's this rope tied to?
Uh, you said the car was gonna be out there permanently.
Alice!
-Quick, let go of the... -(screaming)
Auntie Rae, hold on!
And don't forget to pop the booty.
(screaming)
Slow down, I haven't updated my will!
You better not run that yellow light.
-(horn blares) -(screams)
Pothole! Pothole, twelve o'clock!
Whoo!
Ha!
Just like jumpin' gators. Let's go.
(horn honking)
Oh. Oh, no.
Oh, no, I can't see.
I can't see a damn thing!
Ahh! Uh-oh. The rope snapped.
(screaming)
(cat yowls)
(cheering)
Booker, I'm getting super sick.
If I make a super mess, Janitor Sean will be super mad.
Not my problem.
You're wearing his mop, so it kind of is!
Why are you doing this?
Because of you.
Your resumé is perfect.
But you decided to make me the sidekick anyway?
That's crazy.
You need a time out in the Fortress of Soli-dude.
Never! I'm the hero now.
Hey, kids.
Who wants pudding?
KIDS: Yay!
You can't give them pudding.
You just don't want me to be the one giving out the pudding.
(grunts)
No, Booker! (grunts)
(gasps)
It's been sitting out all day.
Also, you had your big hands in it, so...
Spoken like someone who doesn't want me to be the hero.
Well, if I can't hand out the pudding...
Then no one can!
Booker, stop.
This isn't why we came down here.
Easy for you to say.
You have everything you need on your resumé.
You're gonna get into college.
So are you.
But this whole college thing has us all acting crazy.
But volunteering isn't about who's the hero
and who's the sidekick.
It's about helping people.
That's just it.
I haven't helped anyone.
Of course, you have.
These kids have been entertained all day.
And that's because of you.
Really?
Yeah.
So what do you say we just...
We bring that pudding back inside?
(pigeon cooing)
-(cooing) -Uh-oh.
(screams)
Don't worry, buddy. I gotcha. I gotcha.
I'm losing you!
(triumphant music playing)
It's a good thing Janitor Sean was out here
washing the windows, huh?
Thanks for the lift, buddy.
(cheering)
KIDS: Yay!
Wow, they really do love us.
Told you.
You know, we make a great team.
Yeah. So, should we hit the next wing at the hospital
and continue our show?
I thought you'd never ask.
Uh-oh. Sorry, I can't let you in.
Authorized personnel only.
Ohh!
It wasn't college admissions that turned me away.
It was hospital admissions.
You should really take a better look around your visions.
Yeah, that definitely would help.
-Yeah. -Booker? Booker, what are you doing here?
I'm volunteering with Neil
so I can put it on my college application.
Why are you here?
Not because I crashed into a trashcan
while waterskiing down Eighth Street,
if that's what you're wondering.
Ma'am. You left your water skis.
Okay. Maybe I was.
Wait.
It's you!
I thought I banned you from this place.
No, no. I'm just here this time
'cause I did something stupid somewhere else.
-Now that I believe. -RAVEN: Okay.
How did your mom get on water skis in the first place?
Neil, you know where I live.
♪ ♪
(sighs)
Well, I guess I can't add any sports to my resumé.
Ivy, schools are gonna be impressed by what you can do,
not what you can't.
Just show them the real you.
Thanks, Alice.
Hey.
Do you wanna throw this football around just for fun?
-Sure. -Okay, go long.
Little longer.
-Okay? -Little longer.
Huh. How's this?
Perfect.
Where is that remote?
♪ ♪
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