- That's Kofi Kingston.
He's my favorite WWE superstar.
[gasps] That's Charlotte Flair.
She's my favorite WWE superstar.
Ooh, that's Alexa Bliss! - Let me guess.
She's your favorite WWE superstar?
- Yes.
Did you just read my mind?
- It's not that hard.
You're pretty into all this WWE stuff, huh?
- Yeah, I watched a lot at Fenster Hall.
WWE superstars are my heroes.
They were the only people
I could always count on being there.
They were like my family.
- I get it.
Henry was my hero.
But I don't really want to picture him in spandex.
- At least you got to meet your hero.
Me and Brandy have been working on some moves.
Watch this.
Brandy! Frog Splash!
[screams] He knocked me out
with dog breath! Help!
- You're both going down.
Punky Splash!
- [giggles]
- What are you wearing?
- It's called a sarong.
Hannah and her friends made it for fashion design class.
I'm their supermodel.
- It looks super stupid.
You won't catch me wearing a skirt.
- Oh, my gosh, you look so adorable.
I just want to eat you up! - Me first.
Nom, nom, nom, nom! - I already called it.
- Sorry.
[both squealing] - Um, I...yeah.
I'm reconsidering my style choices too,
and, you know, I'd be happy to model for you.
[chuckles]
- Just because your voice is changing
doesn't mean you're old enough to flirt with my friends.
- I'm not flirting.
I'm learning how to drive. [chuckles]
Well, I mean, on a video game.
- That'll get the ladies.
- Daniel has the perfect catwalk strut.
- Just working with what God gave me.
- Whoo! - Whoo!
Go, Daniel! - Oh, yeah!
[both giggling]
- Hold on. Hey, ladies?
[chuckles] - I love him so much!
- Hey, ladies, I can juggle!
- [laughs] You're making it so much worse.
- One, two, three! all: Hey!
[upbeat music]
- * Hey, hey! *
- * Every time I turn around *
- * Hey, hey, hey, hey *
* *
- [sniffs]
[sniffs]
Better.
[chuckles] Dude.
You can't wear a sarong to school.
- It's comfortable.
And I don't need fashion tips
from a guy who thinks wearing his shirt inside out
is fooling anybody.
- Ooh, love that sarong.
I had an assignment in Malaysia once
and wore sarongs every day.
- Diego thinks I should change.
What do you think, Mom?
- If you feel good in it, I say rock it.
- Have you seen my backpack?
- Oh, you get to skip school today.
I'm taking you somewhere special, but it's a surprise.
- Uh-oh.
That's the trick they used at Fenster Hall
when they took a kid to the lice doctor.
- Don't worry. It's gonna be fun.
- Bedbug doctor? Rash clinic?
- Ugh, please stop guessing!
[upbeat music]
* *
- Is this heaven?
- This is your surprise.
All of your favorite WWE superstars in one place
and you get to meet them.
- This is--you're the--what the?
- Maybe I shouldn't have let you miss English class.
- That reaction right there is exactly why I tagged along.
- You're letting me play hooky for this?
That is some really questionable parenting.
Thank you.
- Henry let me skip school once to go to a Cubs game.
It was one of the best days of my life.
- How'd you hook this up?
- One of our old friends works for a company
that runs PR for the WWE.
There she is. Margaux!
- Punky, Cherie!
- You look amazing! - I know.
Oh, I'd hug you, but I don't want to mess up my hair.
- Same old Margaux. - [chuckles]
- Oh, what the heck.
You ladies are worth it!
- This is Izzy.
- Hi, Izzy.
We have been friends since we were your age.
I know, I look younger
thanks to my hyperbaric sleep chamber.
- I don't know what that is.
- It's hoity-toity for "bed."
- Thank you so much for doing this.
Izzy is a huge WWE fan.
- Would you like an autograph, Izzy?
- No, thanks.
I'm sure you're great and all, but I've never heard of you.
- [laughs]
I mean Alexa Bliss'.
- Shut up!
- She means, "Yes, please."
- Hey, Alexa?
I'd like you to meet Izzy.
- Wow.
You're even more sparkly in person
than you are on TV.
- Well, just 'cause you're tough
doesn't mean you can't wear glitter.
- Can I have your autograph?
- You know, I don't just give my autograph to anyone.
But I'll tell you what.
I'll show you some of my holds.
If you can break free, you can have the autograph.
- You're on!
If I don't survive, tell my story.
- [chuckles]
Kind of reminds me of someone I used to know.
- Yeah, well, if Alexa hurts her,
I'm gonna go OG Punky on her butt.
- [chuckles]
[both straining]
- You're pretty tough.
- You know what else?
I know all your moves.
- Oh, oh!
Okay, tapping out. Tapping out.
Huh, I'm impressed.
You earned yourself an autograph.
- Is this too much?
- It's a statement piece.
- Uh, yeah, it says, "Put me back."
- I wish I could be a WWE superstar,
but I don't have a cool nickname or catchphrase.
- Make one up. That's what's great about life.
You can be anyone you want to be.
- But what if I don't know who I want to be?
- You'll figure it out.
And once you do,
add a little sparkle.
- Or some flair.
- Charlotte Flair?
- One and the same, kid.
Whoo!
[cheers and applause]
- Whoo!
- I just got "whoo'd" by Charlotte Flair!
- You don't want...
her stupid autograph.
- [chuckles]
Back off.
She wants my stupid autograph,
not your stupid autograph.
- You guys don't have to fight.
She'll take both of your stupid autographs.
[intense upbeat music]
all: Oh!
[excited shouting]
* *
all: Oh!
* *
all: Whoa!
* *
[both straining]
- Oh!
- Whoa, yes!
* *
[excited shouting]
all: Oh!
- That is the third chair today.
[upbeat music]
* *
- Hey, how was it?
- It was the best ever.
Alexa Bliss was super nice,
then Charlotte Flair smashed her with a chair.
- Fun.
- I'm gonna go figure out my wrestler look.
- Uh, can I talk to you...
In private?
I, uh, need to tell you something,
but don't freak out.
- You can't tell me not to freak out,
otherwise I'm gonna freak out!
- Diego got into a fight at school.
He's not in trouble, and he didn't get hurt.
But that's all he would tell me.
- Okay. Not freaking out.
- Diego got into a fight!
I think we should freak out.
[both scream]
- Hey, Diego.
I heard what happened.
You okay?
- I don't really want to talk about it.
- That's cool.
I'm here when you're ready to talk.
You ready?
- Mom.
- Look...
I know that sometimes you have to stand up for yourself,
but fighting is not the answer.
- I wasn't standing up for myself.
I was standing up for Daniel.
- What?
- My friend, Luke,
he made fun of Daniel for wearing the sarong
and I told him to cut it out, but he didn't...
so we got in a fight. - Good!
That kid's lucky I wasn't there,
because I would have thrown some serious--
shade, because words are better than fists.
- I know. I shouldn't have hit him.
I should have hit myself.
I know better than Luke.
I made fun of Daniel too.
- Well, you were a jerk.
Then you were a good big brother.
That's called growth.
I'm really proud of you.
- Hey, Daniel doesn't know
and I want to keep it that way.
I don't want him to know that someone else made fun of him.
It's bad enough that I did.
- I'm glad we didn't have this talk.
- [sighs]
- * All we are is who we are *
- I brought you coffee and a chocolate muffin
because I'm that kind of guy.
- That's sweet.
And I especially like that it says "Emily."
But I'm gonna drink it because I'm that kind of gal.
- It's the coffee place Emily and I go to.
We should be talking about Diego.
Since when does he get into fights?
- Did you get into fights when you were his age?
- No, I just joined a punk band to get out my aggression.
[gasps] Let's get him a guitar
and a mohawk.
- He won't let you touch his hair.
Besides, I've already talked to him.
I'm more concerned about Daniel.
Kids that are different get picked on.
- Eh, he marches to his own drummer.
That's what makes him so cool.
- I know.
Part of me wants to protect him.
The other part of me wants to say,
"They don't like your sarong?
Next time, wear a bright red dress."
- Do you think he wants to wear dresses?
- I don't know.
But I think we should know.
I think it's important that we see him as he sees himself.
We need to do research.
- Ugh, that sounds so boring.
Why can't we just get him a keyboard
and an asymmetrical haircut?
- Why are all of your ideas
instruments and hair styles?
- Whoa. Instruments and hair styles
got me through my teen years.
- I think--yeah, if we finish it--
- Check out my new wrestling look.
I'm Alexa Bliss.
See? We're identical.
- Yeah, I see the resemblance.
- Prepare to face 4 feet of fury!
- What is happening right now? Should I be scared?
- It's Alexa Bliss's catchphrase,
but only with her, it's "5 feet of fury."
Something seems off.
I don't think fury's, like, my go-to emotion.
Maybe I should try to be more like Charlotte Flair,
but I need to up my game. [gasps]
Can you guys make an outfit for me?
- Oh. - Ooh, I don't think so.
- We're really busy with our own stuff, Izzy.
- Yeah.
- I understand.
What's one child's dreams compared to stuff?
both: Aww. - No, no.
Don't even, because it's not gonna work.
- You live your life, Hannah.
I'll make it on my own.
Some way.
Somehow.
[sighs] Some--
- Fine!
- I didn't even have to cry!
- "Cisgender, agender, bigender,
gender non-conforming, transgender, gender-fluid..."
- Wow, that's good.
That's a lot more words than when we were kids.
- Wearing a sarong could have been Daniel's way
of cracking the door open.
- He doesn't need to crack the door,
he could just kick it wide open.
We're pretty woke.
- We just need to be on the same page.
- Totally. - We should talk to him.
- I couldn't disagree more.
- Daniel needs our support,
and we can't support him if we don't know how he feels!
- I just think we don't need to put him on the spot.
Let him come to us.
- Oh, my God!
You're killing me, literally!
That's your solution to everything.
When we first met,
you just leaned back and gave me the eyes.
I had to ask you out.
- You see it worked, right?
- [scoffs]
Okay, fine.
We'll have a family meeting
and we'll ask all the kids
if they need to get anything off their chests.
This way, Daniel won't feel singled out.
- Deal.
Pleasure doing business with you, Ms. Brewster.
[upbeat music]
* *
- What's happening? - Family meeting.
This is where Mom and Dad pretend to act like adults.
- Should I even be here?
- Yeah, you're part of this family.
You have to suffer too.
- Sometimes it's important to talk about our feelings.
No judgements.
- I'm good.
- Me too. - Yep.
- This is fun!
I've never been to a family meeting before.
- Okay. Everyone's good.
We're gonna keep talking, though.
- You know that you guys can talk to us about anything.
Anything.
Our door is always open.
- Okay, I admit I clicked on that website.
But it was an accident.
I didn't even get a good look.
I'm sorry.
- Do you want to talk about it?
- God, no.
- Okay, best family meeting ever.
- FYI, it wasn't an accident.
- [laughs] - So, you good, Daniel?
- Yes? Are you guys good?
both: Yep.
- Okay, this wasn't about Diego getting in a fight
or being pervy.
What's up?
- Nothing.
- If you need my help, you have my number.
- We are the parents.
I assure you, we can handle this.
Okay, we opened the door,
but he's still lingering in the lobby.
It's time to bring in the big guns.
- Who are the big guns?
[mid-tempo music]
- So you want us to feel him out for you?
- Yeah. I'm worried that he's confused
and doesn't know how to express himself.
- Is it him that's confused?
Or is it you and Travis that are confused?
- Both?
Come on, you're always getting kids
to open up to you at Fenster Hall.
- I'm so in.
I wish my parents had cared enough to be confused
about what I was going through.
- Thanks.
- We got this. - Let's go.
[knocks]
[soft music]
* *
Hey, kiddo.
Oh!
And that is a controller. - [laughs]
Hey, I'm really excited that your mom
set up this playdate for us.
- Me too.
It's nice spending time with sophisticated adults.
Wanna play "Star Wars" Legos?
- Sure.
Or we could just hang out and talk about...
uhh, yeah?
- Wow, you--I see you have the Jakku Quadjumper.
- I didn't know you were a connoisseur.
- Me either.
- I contain multitudes.
- If you were a "Star Wars" Lego,
who would you identify as?
I'd be Princess Leia, 'cause I'm old school.
- Hmm.
I would be a Commander D'Acy.
She was the first LGBTQ character
in the "Star Wars" universe.
- There's not a Lego for her.
- Figures.
- Who would you be, Daniel?
Would you be Finn, Poe Dameron, Rey?
- Ooh! That's easy.
I'd be Lego Yoda.
- Yoda?
What does that mean? Yoda's just Yoda.
- Technically, Yoda's a Yoda species alien.
- Well, there is something that we found out.
My girlfriend's a nerd.
Well, look.
We gave him an opportunity
to open up and to talk about himself.
But honestly, if he's feeling any insecurities
about who he is, he sure does not show it.
- I'm still confused.
- Oh!
I was eavesdropping, and I couldn't take any more.
You guys are making way too big of a deal out of this.
Daniel wore a sarong. It's a thing he did.
It doesn't define him or require a label.
How would you like if I labeled you guys old?
- You do that all the time.
- Right, but you don't like it.
Admit it, you need my help.
- I have no trouble admitting that.
- Okay, what would you do?
- Chill out.
Don't push Daniel.
Mom, I know that you're just trying to help,
but sometimes you can be, uh,
too supportive.
- That's not possible.
- You threw a party to celebrate my first period.
- Okay. [sighs]
I'm gonna sit this one out.
- I didn't want you to feel like it was taboo.
We should celebrate our womanhood.
- You invited my entire Girl Scout troop.
- Yeah, and I still say you should've gotten a badge.
- [laughs] Hannah's right.
But the good news is, times have changed.
People are just more open.
- True.
Back in the day, I missed my senior prom
because I wasn't allowed to take my girlfriend.
- Oh, honey. I will go to the prom with you.
- All right. But I want the whole deal.
Limo, over-the-top dress, awkward photo.
- You two are so hooking up in the limo.
- Mom!
* *
[mid-tempo music]
- Hey.
Thanks for having my back.
Hannah told me.
She is terrible at secrets.
- It's no big deal.
- Yeah, it is.
But you don't have to defend me.
I can look out for myself.
- I know. But Luke was being a jerk.
And so was I.
Look, I'm sorry I made fun of you.
You deserve better. - It's okay.
I don't let what other people say bother me.
- It's 'cause you're stronger than I am.
- I'm also a better basketball player.
Ooh.
I did that on purpose.
- Just so you know,
I'm always gonna look out for you.
- Thanks.
- In your face! [laughs]
What? I'm still your big brother.
[laughs]
* Okay, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, I got it *
- I'm also a better dancer than you.
[mid-tempo music]
- How do I look? - [laughs]
Our work here is done.
- [gasps]
Wow!
It's like we're twins!
Which one of you wants me to thank you first
by doing Charlotte's trademark moonsault on them?
- What's a "moonsault"?
- I do a backflip off the couch and crush you.
both: Oh.
- You should thank Madison first.
- Oh, no, no, no.
- Oh, you know? A simple "thank you" is fine.
[laughs] How does it feel?
- [sighs] Something's not right.
Let me try her catchphrase.
Whoo!
Still not feeling it.
- But you wanted to be Charlotte Flair
and this look is totally Charlotte Flair.
- I know. It's amazing.
But something's missing.
- Hmm. - I don't know.
- Hey.
Do you mind if I borrow this?
- No!
- Gross! - Ew.
- [groans]
- I sense something's troubling you.
Cool outfit.
- Thanks.
But it's not really me.
Maybe it's the feathers.
I can't figure out my new wrestling identity.
- Would a cookie help you find inspiration?
- You get me, lady.
- [laughs]
Just in time for cookie happy hour.
- Look, Mom, we've got to talk.
I heard why Diego got into the fight.
- Boy, Hannah cannot keep a secret.
I want you to know there is nothing wrong
with you wearing a sarong.
- I know that.
And it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks of me.
That's their problem. I'm just being me.
- That's it!
Taking a roadie.
- Look, I get what you've been trying to do,
but next time, you don't have to bring in Aunt Cherie,
stress out with Dad or have a family meeting.
You can just talk to me.
- Why didn't you tell me
that everything we were doing was wrong?
- It was kind of fun watching you guys spin out.
- Mm. Glad you were entertained.
- You know, Mom, my door is always open.
- Well, if you ever want to talk about gender expression,
gender identity or whatevs...
- Did you know everything about yourself
when you were my age?
- No.
I still don't know everything about myself.
- Me neither.
I guess some kids do, but I don't.
- You be you.
And your dad and I will love and support you
no matter what.
- Mom, you're hugging me a little tight.
- Mm, I can't help it.
It's just me being me.
[calm music]
* *
- Ah.
So we still don't know?
- No. - [laughs]
- But the important thing is,
he knows that we love him no matter what.
- And we do have some pretty good kids.
You must be doing something right.
- Hmm, you helped a little bit.
- [laughs]
- Izzy asked us all to be here
so she can reveal her new wrestling identity.
- Hm. - You guys ready?
all: Yeah!
- Okay, ring announcer!
- "Ladies and gentlemen,
"making her debut appearance in the ring
"at 'WrestleMania: Living Room of Death,'
behold the amazing"--okay, do I have to read all this?
- Yes. - [sighs]
"The incredible, the one, the only, Izzy!"
[cheering]
- [sighs] Play the entrance music!
- Oh, right. Sorry!
[intense upbeat music plays]
[cheering]
* *
That's a lot of fanfare for jeans and a sweatshirt.
- What happened to your costume, honey?
- You're looking at it.
I was trying other wrestlers' styles
when all I really needed was to be myself.
Daniel helped me figure that out.
- Glad I could help.
- My new wrestling identity is Izzy.
I also have my own catchphrase.
[kisses] Izzy does it!
- Yeah, that's great!
- For the main event,
I challenge all of you punks to a living room cage match.
- You're on!
- Thanks, but wrestling's not really my--
- Wah! - [screams]
- Kids, stop!
Someone could get hurt.
Okay. Now.
- You're going down, Brewster!
- [screams]
[mid-tempo music]
* *
- You have to shadow it. - I love getting
art classes from you. - [laughs]
- Hmm.
- Mm!
- Okay. You are right.
It's comfortable.
[upbeat melody]
- That was cool. - [laughs]
[mid-tempo music]
* *
- * We're all the same *
* *
* We belong *
* *
* All together now *
[country rock music]
[chiptune music]