- Okay, Munchy, as you know, per school tradition,
if you pull off this stunt at halftime,
you become the school mascot Luna the Tuna.
- I just don't know if I can do it.
- It's not that hard.
You just jump off that trampoline
over that beam that will be lit on fire
and then dunk the basketball.
- You're right.
Light it up.
[fans whirring]
- Okay, we're livestreaming.
- I could use a little encouragement.
- Whoo, you got this! - Yeah, Munchy!
We believe in you! - Uh, no.
Munchy-style encouragement.
[both chanting] Butts, butts, butts, butts!
Butts, butts, butts, butts.
Butts, butts, butts, butts, butts, butts!
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Did I make it?
- Not even close.
But if it makes you feel any better,
this video's getting a ton of likes.
- That does make me feel better.
[grunts]
[upbeat music]
- Dad, have you seen
my military grade communication scanner?
I--
I mean, I'm just a kid!
I'm this many years old.
- Have a seat, Fisher.
- These men are from the government.
I saw their badges.
They are so cool.
[chuckles]
Somebody accessed their highly secure servers
without permission.
- Any idea who that could be?
- All right, it was me.
But I did it for science.
I identified a repeating gamma wave coming from space.
I think it might be a new form of limitless energy.
- This is your one and only warning.
But also,
here's my card.
I have a feeling I might be working for you someday.
- Are you sure you don't want to stay for dinner?
I'm making popcorn shrimp. [door slams]
Thanks for coming by.
Fish, this is not okay.
We can't have government agents showing up at our house.
- You're right, Dad.
Next time, I'll make sure I don't get caught.
- No.
This is a big deal.
I hate to do this but
you're grounded.
- Okay, I'll do experiments at home.
- No, you're grounded
from science.
- What? No!
- You're a kid!
Go outside, get some fresh air.
Anything as long as it's not science.
- Fine.
Just so you know,
you just got written out of
my Nobel Prize acceptance speech.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- What are you eating?
- Tuna from a can.
I'm worried I can't nail this dunk
and if I don't nail this dunk,
I won't become Luna the Tuna.
So I'm eating tuna to get into character.
I want to be 70% tuna by the halftime show.
[gong clangs]
- That's weird.
The last time we heard a gong
and saw a red carpet rolled out like that was--
[gasps] Oh, no.
all: Crunchy.
- Hello, old friends.
Prescott, wave my dramatic entrance cape.
- What are you doing here?
- I've missed you, Presley. And Lex.
And even you, Munchy.
- Well, it was great catching up.
Nobody wants you here. Bye.
- Crunchy, my man!
Dad, why are you calling Crunchy "my man"?
- Well, he reached out to me about transferring here
and I think it's important
that education be available to anyone willing to learn.
- I also donated a dozen massage chairs
to the teacher's lounge.
- And one to the principal's office.
Not that that has anything to do with anything.
Well, I need to get to my office.
There are papers that need to be massaged.
I mean, read.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Does that mean that--
- That's right. I'm your new classmate.
Bring it in, come on. all: No, no!
- ♪ I got, you got me ♪ ♪ We got this ♪
♪ I like the odds when we're side-by-side ♪
♪ I like the sound of that ♪
♪ Oh, we're taking off, gonna do this right ♪
♪ I like the sound of that ♪
♪ And when things go up in flames, we're on it ♪
♪ 'Cause I got you, got me, we got this ♪
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
- Crunchy, you can't be a student here.
This is our school, not yours.
- I just want to spend time with my old friends.
- Ew, we are not friends.
- Yeah, don't listen to him, hallway.
- Let me tell everyone my side of the story.
It's a little long,
so I'll tell it as dramatic as possible.
Prescott, music.
[dramatic music playing]
I used to be friends with Lex and Presley.
But then they became friends with Munchy,
and we were torn apart by the angry sea of life.
[thunder crashing]
I blamed Munchy for stealing Lex and Presley away from me
so I took Munchy's place on their dance team
in hopes of winning them back.
Oh, I was such a fool!
But time has passed and I've since changed.
[birds chirping] Now I turn over a new leaf.
Reborn in the hope that we can all be friends again.
[clapping]
I feel terrible about what happened.
I not only lost your friendship,
I also lost my butler, Greeves.
He can never be replaced.
Anyways, here's his replacement, Prescott.
- Pleased to meet you.
- Prescott will never leave me.
He signed a 10,000 year contract.
- And he has my passport.
- I hope you forgive me.
See you around school.
- We have to find out what Crunchy is up to.
Let's start spying.
- I don't know, maybe Crunchy's changed
and is really trying to be nice now.
- Yeah, I do like to give people
the benefit of the doubt.
And plus,
he is a fellow "Unchy."
- Fine, then I'll spy on him myself.
And when I find out that he's still a jerk,
I'm gonna say, "I told you so."
And you're gonna say, "Thank you, Presley."
And I'm gonna say, "Don't thank me,
thank my smart brain."
And you're gonna say, "Hey, wanna catch a movie?"
And I'm gonna say, "Well, what's playing?
What are the options--" - Hey, guys,
I think class started.
[upbeat music]
- I can't believe the greatest scientific mind
of our generation has been reduced
to jumping up and down like a child.
- I know.
You break through one top secret government firewall
and all of a sudden, your dad grounds you from science.
- Hey, Fish. Hey, Horrigan. - Hi, Fisher's dad.
I hope you're happy with yourself.
- You boys want some lemonade? - No, thanks.
Too much sugar will make me tired later.
Oh, I'm sorry, is that too scientific?
- [chuckles]
I love you kids and your sass.
And here, have fun.
- He's gone. Let's get to work.
[mechanical beeping]
We need to keep monitoring this equipment for gamma waves.
- Yes, sir.
What should I do with this thing?
- Who cares.
- Whoa.
You just threw that ball through that metal circle.
- Yeah.
And I don't know why, but it felt good!
- Well, should we continue our experiment?
- Of course.
Right after I make another shot.
[upbeat music]
- I don't understand what we're doing here.
I should be practicing.
I haven't been able to pull off the dunk
and if I fail, I won't become Luna the Tuna.
I'll just be Munchy the Human.
- You don't need practice, you just need confidence.
So while Presley's spying on Crunchy,
I tracked someone down who used to be Luna the Tuna
to give you some advice.
Hi.
Hi, I'm Lex. Are you Ron?
- Yes. So good to get your message.
- I'm trying out as Luna tomorrow
and I haven't been able to pull off the dunk.
- I remember my dunk. Yeah. [chuckles]
The crowd cheering, all that adrenaline pumping,
being carried out on the crowd's shoulders
to that ambulance. - What?
- Oh, yeah. I totally failed my big dunk.
I broke a lot of bones.
I never recovered. Physically or mentally.
- And now you clean pools?
- I wish.
No, I use this to fish cans out of the pond.
- Wait, I thought that you made the dunk.
- Oh, no.
Yeah, you see, there were two Luna the Tunas named Ron.
You're thinking of the other guy.
Yeah, he nailed his dunk and became super successful.
I wish I was that guy.
- Oh, no.
I need to practice.
- Hey, where are you-- - I need to practice!
- Well, glad I could help.
- Hey, what is wrong with Munchy?
- He saw a glimpse of his possible new future
and it's that guy.
How was following Crunchy? - Horrible.
I followed him around for hours
trying to catch him in the act of being a jerk.
But don't worry, I was really well hidden.
[sneaky music]
- And he did something horrible?
- No, worse.
He was nice.
- Come on, Altoonisburg High.
Cotton candy on me.
[students cheering]
Presley, is that you?
- Sounds like Crunchy really has changed.
- No way.
A leopard never changes its fur.
- A leopard never changes its spots.
- Now's not the time for fun animal facts.
- Lex, Presley!
Oh, I hope you're both having beautiful days.
- You're not fooling anyone, Crunchy.
- Hey, Crunchy, just wanted to say thank you
for the massage chair.
I like this guy.
- Okay, you're fooling a lot of people
but not me.
- It's okay if you don't believe me.
But would you at least try a delicious muffin?
- [gasps]
Presley loves muffins.
- I know. I made them myself.
By having Prescott bake them.
- Okay, you can't buy me off with--
is that blueberry?
Wow, it smells good.
Probably doesn't taste good though.
Tastes like clouds.
- Prescott, these are unbelievable.
You have a gift.
You should open up a muffin shop.
- That's always been my dream.
- Oh, hey, Munchy wanted me to invite you
to the halftime show tomorrow. - Oh, what?
- I'd love to support Munchy. - Fine.
But I'm still keeping my eye on you.
Now, let's get out of here.
Just one more.
Let's go.
Can you get the door, please?
- Ugh, if I had to smile another second,
I would have punched somebody.
Probably you, Prescott.
- I would have been delighted.
- This halftime show is the perfect chance
to get revenge on Munchy
for stealing Lex and Presley from me.
I'll embarrass him in front of the whole school.
Then Lex and Presley will turn to the new, loveable Crunchy.
[laughs evilly]
Oh, my face is tired from fake smiling.
Prescott, laugh for me.
- [laughs evilly]
[upbeat music]
- Why do I smell blueberries?
- [muffled] I don't smell anything.
Careful, no, you'll hurt them.
- You said you ate all the muffins.
- I did. But Crunchy's butler
dropped off some more this morning.
- Why would he do that?
- I don't question free muffins, Lex.
- Did someone say Luna the Tuna?
'Cause that's who I'm gonna be.
'Cause I'm gonna nail this dunk.
- Wow, what happened to you? - Everything.
I stayed up all night
and unlocked the secret to success.
- Infinity stones?
- No. I chanted "butts, butts, butts"
in my mind and it helped me focus.
And guys, I nailed it.
I'm ready for the halftime show.
- Yay! I am so proud of you, Munchy.
- All right, I'm gonna head over to school and get ready.
But the question is, is the school ready for me?
- What's wrong with you? Too many muffins?
- No. Well, yes.
But there's something in it.
"We need to talk"?
Not a very good fortune.
- It's not a fortune.
Crunchy's butler dropped those off for you.
He must have sent a message to send us a message.
- Oh, wait, there's more.
"Meet me at the Mooery at noon."
I bet you it's about Crunchy.
- Okay, no, we don't know that.
- Let's go and find out.
And if I'm right, I get to say "I told you so"
and make a face like this.
- Mm-kay, I know I should be annoyed
but I like your face.
[upbeat music]
Why'd you ask us to meet you here?
- Spit it out, muffin man.
- Crunchy is going to sabotage your friend's performance
at the halftime show
with Malaysian bite mites.
- What are those?
- Mites.
That bite.
From Malaysia.
He's going to put them in Munchy's costume.
The itching from the bites
will make dunking quite impossible.
Your friend will become
the laughingstock of the school.
- Why are you telling us this, Prescott?
If that is your real name.
- It's not, actually.
My real name is Scott.
Crunchy made me change it
because he didn't think it sounded "butler-y" enough.
- Okay, so why are you telling us this, Scott?
If that is your real name.
- Presley, just let the man speak.
- I like you girls.
No one else has ever encouraged me
to follow my dreams of opening a muffin shop.
- Well, we can't wait to be your first customers.
- Who get free muffins for life.
- But right now, we got to go save Munchy.
- Are you sure? 'Cause it sounds like
we have a whole muffin business plan to cook up--
- Presley! - Okay.
[upbeat music]
- Horrigan, adjust the shovel five degrees down
and two degrees left.
- Yes, sir.
- And I think that's it.
With that vector in place,
we should have the correct angle.
- I'll get into position.
- Fisher, did I just hear you say "vector"?
I'm pretty sure that's a science term
and you are grounded from science.
- True, but we're doing it in the interest
of outdoor kid stuff. Watch this.
Gilligan, this is the professor.
- Gilligan here.
- Drop the coconut. - Yes, sir.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Yes!
- May I go on the record, sir, and say
"whoo hoo"?
- That was amazing.
See, this is what being a kid is all about.
[receiver beeping]
- It sounds like your gamma receiver is getting a signal.
- Why is my barbecue beeping?
Wait, were you doing science?
- Yeah, but that's before I realized
you could have fun just being a kid.
- Sir, should we check the receiver?
- Nah, limitless energy can wait.
- That's my boy.
- Ooh, let's get my drone.
We can drop the ball from much higher.
- The terminal velocity possibilities
are endless, sir.
- Dad, you want to play with us?
- Yes! [laughs]
Your old man knows a little something
about basketball-ing.
See what I mean?
Pretty good.
I'll get it.
[whistle blows] - That's halftime.
[all cheering] Let's hear it
for the Fighting Tunas.
[crowd cheering]
While we're setting up for Luna the Tuna,
I've written some comedy jokes.
Have you ever wondered why they call it "homework"?
Yes, you do it at home
but it isn't work, it's fun.
So it's more like "funwork."
You may now laugh.
- Time to go to work, my little bite mites.
- Oh, hey, Crunchy. - Oh, Munchy.
I was just here, not doing anything suspicious.
- That is really good to know.
Hey, thanks for coming, by the way.
- Oh, are you kidding?
I wouldn't miss your halftime show.
I'm sure you're "itching" to get out there.
But I think this "mite" be a performance to remember
so I won't "bug" you anymore.
- Well, thanks for "wishing" me good luck.
Although I don't know "why" we're talking like "this."
You know, I never understood why Lex and Presley
used to be friends with you.
But I get it now.
- Oh, you're gonna get it, all right.
[upbeat music]
- Why do they call it a number two pencil?
For me, it's number one!
You may now laugh.
Hey, Munchy. - Hey, Dad.
- Good luck, son. You okay?
- Yeah, just a little itchy.
- Go get 'em.
Now, give it up for Luna the Tuna!
[exciting music playing]
[crowd cheering]
♪ ♪
- Oh, we're too late! Munchy's already started.
- Why am I so itchy?
- ♪ Pump up the jam Pump it up ♪
♪ While your feet are stomping ♪
♪ And the jam is pumping ♪
- We have to do something.
There is no way he can pull off this dunk
in a suit full of bite mites.
- Oh, oh, okay. It says here that
bite mites live in silent caves.
- Again, not the time for fun animal facts.
- No, no, they're sensitive to loud noises and can even be
knocked unconscious if it's too loud.
- So if we get the crowd to cheer,
the bite mites will fall asleep?
- Yes, yes, but how?
The crowd looks confused.
- We have to lead everyone in Munchy's favorite chant.
- You don't mean-- - Yes.
It's the only way.
both: Butts, butts, butts!
Butts, butts, butts!
- Come on, Altoonisburg High, chant with us!
both: Butts, butts!
all: Butts, butts, butts, butts!
Butts, butts, butts, butts!
Butts, butts, butts!
I think the noise is knocking out the bite mites.
- The "butts" are making him stronger!
- I'm not itchy anymore.
Let's do this! [crowd cheers]
[flames crackle]
[crowd gasps]
- He's gonna do it.
[crowd cheering]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[crowd cheering]
- No! No!
- That's my boy!
[crowd cheering]
- Munchy, you did it!
You're Luna the Tuna now.
- I know! My dream finally came true.
Although I don't know why I was so itchy.
- Crunchy put bugs in your suit.
- What?
- Hey, great job, Munchy!
I've always believed in you.
- Can it, Crunchy.
I can't believe you were just pretending to be nice
so you could try to ruin my big moment.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- We know all about the Malaysian bite mites.
- Okay, fine.
So I sabotaged your friend
to become friends with you again.
Could you really blame me?
all: Yes.
- Crunchy,
you're out of this school.
And I'm keeping my massage chair.
- Yes! - Yes!
- Fine!
Prescott, bring me my dramatic exit cape.
- Yes, sir...
is what I would normally say.
But I quit.
- You can't quit. There's a "no quit clause"
in your 10,000 year contract.
- "Prescott" signed that contract.
My name is Scott.
Scott Dilljer.
And I am your butler no longer.
Now I'm a muffin man.
- No! But who will flap my cape?
Prescott, don't leave me.
- Well, I was right about Crunchy,
so there's only one last thing to do.
- All right, you've earned it.
- I did.
♪ I told you so ♪
Uh!
♪ I told you so, I told you so ♪
♪ I told you so ♪
♪ I told you so, I told you so ♪
all: ♪ I told you so ♪
♪ I told you so ♪ Uh!
♪ I told you so, I told you so ♪