ANNOUNCER: Welcome to Just Roll With It!
[AUDIENCE CHEERING]
It's time to go.
[BYRON WHOOPING]
Welcome to Just Roll With It!
Yeah!
The only show where a studio audience votes on what happens to us in scenes!
And, might I add, this is easily the best looking crowd we've ever had.
I see you!
What are you doing?
Buttering them up! I'm hoping they'll go easier on me.
When you hear this sound...
[HORN BLOWS]
you get to vote.
And no matter what you pick, we'll have to...
[ALL] Just roll with it!
AUDIENCE: Yeah!
BYRON: Let's start the show!
Sorry I'm late.
I had a morning conference call, but I couldn't get reception.
What?
The first thing we want to say, honey, is that everyone here loves you.
But we need to talk to you about your old, busted up phone.
Last week, you didn't get our text to come pick us up.
We had to walk home from school with our legs,
like some chucklehead from the eighteen hundreds!
I like my phone. I'm used to it.
Rachel, you're tearing this family apart!
Look, I know it's not the latest and greatest, but it gets the job done.
Watch, I'll send you a text right now. Heh, heh.
Okay, and it crashed.
It does this sometimes.
It just needs a little...
now and a quick ten minutes to reboot.
-Here, I can help you with that! -All right.
Gonna teach your mom a little tech hack?
Oops.
Blair! That was not an oops! What am I gonna do now?
How about you use this?
It's already set up for you.
I even uploaded all your data to the cloud!
Data doesn't belong in clouds, Blair.
That's where angels and storms live.
And your calendar is linked with Dad's.
That way you can constantly remind him of things he's supposed to be doing.
Byron this says you have jury duty today at 10 AM!
Ah man, this will be like the third one of those I missed.
Byron, jury duty is serious!
If you miss this, you could get a huge fine or be thrown in jail!
If they do throw you in the clink, try to get sent to San Sinora,
'cause Lewistown is a real drag.
You gotta get down there now!
-Go! -I'm going.
-Gator, you'll have to fill in solo. -No can do.
I'm no good on my own. That's why I live with my mom.
Well, I can't go on the air!
According to my new fancy future phone
I have a call scheduled with the station owner,
and if there's even a second of dead air, it's my head.
Owen and I can do it!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I'm only a fearless daredevil when it comes to athleticism.
When it comes to public speaking, I'm what the experts would call,
a fraidy-pants-coward baby.
Mom, can we?
Yeah, lady boss, can they?
Absolutely not.
[PHONE RINGS]
Ah! It's the station owner.
Okay, kids, you're on but only til I'm off the phone.
Read out the call letters every fifteen minutes,
weather's at the top of the hour and do not start ranting about flat Earth theory.
I think that last one was for me.
Blair, what are we gonna talk about?
You know I'm bad at playful banter!
[HORN BLOWS]
[AUDIENCE CHEERING]
Whoo! Oh! Oh!
Okay!
ANNOUNCER: Okay, audience, you guys vote on what you want to have happen next.
DIRECTOR: Someone's gonna come to the door and
you're gonna have to listen and do what they say.
-Okay. ANNOUNCER: Votes are in.
Let's see who comes to the door.
MAN: Rolling!
DIRECTOR: Action!
Blair, what are we gonna talk about?
You know I'm bad at playful banter!
-Come in. -You guys should go answer it.
-Hello. -Hi!
Maybe I can be of some assistance.
It's me, Hal, your friendly neighborhood radio game salesman.
I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to be in this building anymore.
Actually, I was here to meet with your mom, but, since you two are here,
I'm wondering if I could get you to test a brand new game for me over there.
Come on with me, guys!
[AUDIENCE CHEERS]
Ahh. Here she is. I call her, Pushed Off Cliff. Ha, ha, ha.
She's a real beaut!
All right, we're gonna get you suited up with some protective gear.
So, what's gonna happen is, you guys are gonna step out on to the ledge.
I'm gonna ask ya trivia questions.
You answer wrong, blocks from the wall will push out,
forcing you two off the cliff.
Are you ready?
"What gymnast landed a perfect score of ten
in the 1976 Montreal Olympics?"
Hint? Hint?
Hint? it's a gymnast.
What's her first name?
Oh, I'll give you her full name because you are not gonna get it right.
It's Nadia Comaneci from Romania!
-[BUZZER BEEPS] -Oh, oh, oh.
Oh!
I moved that block with my mind.
Okay.
"Your butt is the largest muscle in your body and
is made up of the gluteus maximus,
gluteus minimus, and this..."
No way you're getting it, Gluteus Medius!
-Next block! -Ahh!
Whoa!
"The average American does this twenty-two times a day."
Walk?
Open the refrigerator!
Next block, please.
Oh!
We could play all day, here's what happens next.
-Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! -Ah!
HAL: Let's send him over the cliff too.
No, no, no!
So how many of these do you wanna buy?
Let me think, put us down for none.
OWEN: Yeah.
Come on, guys, we're on!
HAL: Okay, kids, I'll see ya later!
I'll put ya down for a couple dozen of these babies.
Bye!
And we are live!
Just try and act natural.
Good morning, everybody!
Byron had to step away for a court-ordered moment,
so filling in for him is his golden-voiced,
angel-faced stepdaughter, Blair!
Also filling in for the B-man today is his only son, Owen!
Hi, hello.
I am that person.
I mean, I am Owen.
This is the voice that is Owen's.
I am having a fun time, and this is all very natural to me.
Praise be, we've got a caller.
'Sup, Stretch?
MAN: Hey, you're pretty good at this radio stuff but that other kid is terrible.
If I were you, I'd ditch that loser and go solo.
Listening to him makes me want to punch myself in the ears.
You know what?
You're, you're mean!
And a jerk!
You're a mean jerk!
And also, I'm twelve years old.
I'm doing the best I can, okay? How old are you?
-Forty-eight. -Exactly!
And you've got nothing better to do with your time
than to make fun of a kid who's one-fourth your age?
Hello?
I'm here.
I'm just trying to do that math.
Hold on, me too.
My math is always on point.
Now get off my phone!
Wow, Owen, I've never seen that side of you.
Another phone call!
Hey! My name's Tyber.
I'm twelve years old.
And I just wanted to say way to go handling that old dude.
Thank you!
Adults are always pushing kids around just because they can.
Yeah, dude. They think they can keep us kids down just
'cause they run the world.
And what a great job they've done with running the world by the way.
World War One, started by adults.
World War Two, started by adults.
Every other single war, started by adults!
Whoa! We got a ton of calls coming in!
GIRL: Hey, my name's Beef. I'm eight years old.
And I agree!
I hate adults!
Okay now, hold on.
I'm not saying I hate adults.
Oh, you're not?
Owen, the audience is loving your youthful rage!
Give the people what they want!
Yeah. I don't hate adults.
I despise them.
[CHEERING]
Hey, Owen. Check out this new jingle.
[OVER COMPUTER] ♪ Owen and Blair talk about adults ♪
Actually, instead of ranting about adults,
I was thinking we could do something more uplifting.
I'd love to share the recipe for my signature three-bean summer salad.
There's one reason why Mom's keeping us on the air.
She loves us and wants to support our creative endeavors?
No, ding-dong.
Because yesterday we had the most callers in station history!
We've tapped into something here.
I don't know why, but the listeners have chosen you to be their voice.
And we've gotta ride this anti-adult rage train wherever it takes us.
I don't know, Blair.
I mean, I don't even really agree with half of the stuff I said.
Some of my best friends are adults: Sharon,
from the bank, Gerald, the mailman.
Look, Owen, everyone's life stinks and all they want is someone to blame it on.
That's where we come in!
We're providing a service.
I just don't feel comfortable with this.
I wouldn't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with.
It's just a shame because those ratings were making Mom look
really good to the station owner.
I just hope Mom can handle the disappointment.
You know how bad her heart's been lately.
Wait, what's wrong with Rachel's heart?
Forget I said anything.
But I guess if you don't want to help her.
I always want to help Rachel!
It's what I live for!
Great.
There's my little rage monster.
Now, while you start getting all riled up, I'll go grab my notes.
Mom, you still haven't ordered any paper for the printer!
Hold on, I gotta finish this.
My phone came with all these video games!
So far, I've crushed a bunch of jewels, built my own farm,
and now I'm a block-person chopping wood like this!
Mom, did you even hear what I said?
You're becoming a screen addict!
That's cool. Tell her I said, "hi".
Hey, everyone! Guess who's back!
It took two days, but it turns out both the prosecution and
the defense thought I was unfit to be a juror.
Cha-ching!
Congrats, Byron!
I always thought you'd be a terrible juror.
I hope you and Owen had fun filling in, but I am psyched to get back on the air!
[CELL PHONE CHIRPS]
Rachel, did you just text me, "Kids stay, you go"?
[CELL PHONE CHIRPS]
Whoa.
These the overnight ratings from when the kids were on air? These are huge!
Yeah, so I'm gonna have them keep doing the show for a little bit.
Tough break. Well, gotta go.
Show time!
Whoa, whoa. Hold on a minute.
Am I getting fired by my own wife and being replaced by my own kids?
Don't be silly.
I'm just moving you to the graveyard shift.
The truckers passing through town will love ya.
Gotta say, I am starting to love the perks of this rage train.
Choo-choo!
I told you to listen to me.
Check out this painting a fan gave me this morning.
I really love how they captured my hulking muscles.
So I guess you're down with the anti-adult stuff now?
Yeah, I mean, they're just words.
And words never hurt anybody.
[CROWD SCREAMING]
What's that sound?
Teachers!
Barricade yourselves in the teachers' lounge!
What's going on?
Commander Owen! We're doing it!
The uprising has started, just like you wanted!
Whoa, I never said anything about an uprising.
Wait, what exactly are we uprising against?
The teachers just announced that they're taking
the candy out of our vending machines.
So, now we're gonna take what they love,
the coffee machine from the teachers' lounge!
Leave our coffee alone! It's all we have!
[HORN BLOWS]
ANNOUNCER: Now you get to vote on how Owen will distract the angry mob.
Our actors are leaving the stage so we can prepare your choice.
So, I'm not sure what's about to happen in this one but
I'm sure I'm probably gonna be dancing like this.
Ha, ha!
ANNOUNCER: Okay, that's it. Votes are in.
I have to read a red book.
ANNOUNCER: Let's see how Owen distracts the angry mob.
DIRECTOR: Action!
Leave our coffee alone! It's all we have!
I've got to distract them.
And I know how!
"Go to the locker with the grey dot on it.
Open it and step back."
What?
Oh no. Not you again!
Not you again.
Did somebody order a distraction?
It's me, Luna the Lunch Lady.
And let me tell you something, while my days are spent choppin',
my nights are spent hoppin'.
Hey!
I even brought my dance troupe here.
Okay.
Hit it!
[UPBEAT TUNE PLAYING]
Let's see what the kids can do!
Yeah!
I can floss! Watch!
Woo!
Oh, the Robot!
[AUDIENCE CHEERING]
[BOTH SPEAKING GIBBERISH]
That crowd still looks riled up!
Good luck with that.
Come on, ladies.
We couldn't have done this without your show bringing us all together.
It was your words that made this happen!
You've really done it this time.
Me?
Eh, it was worth a shot.
We've both really done it this time.
[CHEERING]
The students have seized the teachers' means of coffee production!
ALL: Yeah!
Can I go?
I'm not even a teacher.
I'm the deliveryman.
I swear I didn't see any of you kids' faces.
Owen, we can fix this.
You're the voice of the revolution.
They'll listen to you.
You're right.
Everyone, stop!
Quiet, angry mob!
Commander Owen speaks!
This has all gotten out of hand!
Look, I have a confession to make.
-I don't hate adults. -[STUDENTS GASP]
I mean, sure, some of them are terrible: criminals, foodies, mimes.
But they've also done some good things!
Like reaching stuff on high shelves,
inventing video games, and I'm sure some other stuff too.
Cell phones! An adult invented the cell phone.
I think.
And horseracing!
But they're taking the candy out of our vending machines!
The school board said we had to!
If we don't listen to them, we'll get fired!
See?
It wasn't even the teachers.
This is my point.
Instead of blaming one another, we should learn to communicate.
We're more alike than we are different.
Owen's an age traitor!
STUDENTS: Age traitor!
Age traitor!
They need someone to blame.
Hey, I know who we should blame, the school board!
ALL: Yeah!
School board! School board!
School board! School board! School board!
[BYRON GROANS]
Byron, you look terrible!
I'm exhausted.
This graveyard shift is really kicking my butt.
Did you just pour orange juice in your coffee?
I don't know. Probably.
Hey, Blair, what do you say we give the listeners my signature
three-bean summer salad recipe today?
I think it would be a nice change of pace to do a show
that doesn't result in a violent rampage.
Mom, you still haven't ordered any paper?
Sure, go ahead and eat whatever you want, honey.
Mom, put down the phone.
We need you.
But the Internet loves me.
I've been making web videos, and one of them even went viral
which it turns out online is a good thing.
Let me show ya!
[HORN BLOWS]
ANNOUNCER: What should Rachel's viral video be?
Vote for your favorite.
-She's gonna have to make up a web video. -Or they might give her--
For two whole episodes, I didn't have to shower.
E camera is your phone.
Great. Cue card will be presented, and you can read that off into your phone.
ANNOUNCER: Let's find out how you voted.
DIRECTOR: Action! -Well, hello my viewers.
What's up, everybody!
It's ya girl, MajorMom2K19.
Today I'm gonna be unboxing all the prezzies you've sent me.
That's right. Ohh. Let's start with our first one.
And, of course, I can't open a box for you unless I put on protective eyewear.
And, oh boy, nose plugs!
Oh, these are earplugs.
[AUDIENCE LAUGHING]
Let me just clean 'em off.
Here we go!
Five, six, seven, eight!
Whoa!
Hey!
You, hey!
What did I train you? You don't bite.
Hey! What did you do?
What did you do? What did you do?
Well that wasn't terrifying at all.
Major Mom might need a little change of underwear.
All right, Major Mom two-K-nineteen coming in hot!
Ah!
That's right, baby.
You know how I like it.
All right, baby, let's see what fun surprise is in box number three.
Ooh, it's the anticipation that's worse than the thing.
That, is that smoke?
My carbon monoxide detector-- Oh!
[SMOKE ALARM RINGING]
Oh no! Oh no!
My smoke alarm!
All right. Well, hey, remember to smash that follow up, players!
Yes, I remember that just like it was five minutes ago!
Mom, you have a problem.
I know that maybe I've been a little distracted by my new phone,
but that doesn't mean I'm not aware of what's going on around me.
Excuse me. I'm with the Department of Labor Regulations.
I understand you're employing two children as on air personalities,
one of whom is inciting youth riots across the state.
Okay, well I was not aware that was going on around me.
Kids, you're off the air!
-Byron, you're back on! -We're back, baby!
Oh, thank goodness.
They were monsters!
-And thanks for the tip, Byron. -Byron!
You turned us in?
I may be a terrible juror, but I'm a great witness.
Tough break. Gotta go.
Show time!
And that's our show!
-You guys have been a great crowd! -Whoo!