all: ♪ I like homework, I like homework ♪
♪ It's like school work ♪
♪ But it's homework ♪
- Look at me, doing homework ahead of time.
Who knew that was a thing?
- Most people.
- Proud of you, girl.
- Has anyone seen my tool belt?
There's a light bulb burnt out in the kitchen.
- Well, I tried.
Farewell, homework.
- Wait, what happened? - It's my dad.
Once a year, for a brief but intense period,
he starts to fix things.
It never goes well,
which is why I hid his tool belt
in a place he will never find it.
- [grunts] Found it!
It was wedged behind the washer for some reason.
- So strange.
We got to go.
You guys want to hang out in a parking lot or something?
- Sounds like you're making excuses not to study.
- Yeah, your dad is just changing a light bulb.
[power tools whirring]
Okay, we got to find somewhere else to study.
- How about your house?
- Oh, no. That's not gonna work.
My aunt and uncle are over with my ten cousins.
Combined with my eight brothers and sisters,
it is more kids than I can count, and I am good at math.
- What about your house?
- There's a... chipmunk infestation.
- I thought there was a chipmunk infestation
last month.
- [nervously] Yep. It's a serious problem.
- Hey, you're always making excuses
of why we can't go to your house.
- What? That is so not true.
We can't go to my house. There's a...radiation leak.
The...walls are bleeding.
Our...toilet is fighting back.
The house is shrinking.
Aurora borealis.
Thanos.
- Yeah, you make excuses every time.
- And now that I think about it,
I don't think I've ever been in your room.
- Me neither. Let's go right now.
- But what about studying?
- We all knew that wasn't gonna happen. Come on.
[hammering]
- Hey!
Not so fast, Mr. Wizard.
- Hey, Dad. See you found your tool belt.
- Yep. I woke up this morning feeling handy,
so I'm fixing that light bulb.
- So why are you hammering boards together?
- I forgot how little you know about home improvement.
You can't reach a light bulb without a ladder,
so I'm building one.
- Can't you just buy a ladder?
- Buy a man a ladder, and he'll reach things for a day.
Teach him to build a ladder,
and he'll reach the sky.
- You know what, my fault for asking.
- Ooh, I got you something.
It's time Mr. Fix-It had a Fix-It Jr.
Put it on.
- For some reason, I feel powerful.
- That's the belt talking, son.
Now, grab a tool and help me with this ladder.
- Which tool? - Doesn't matter.
- This is my room.
Four walls, ceiling. Pretty typical.
So you guys want to hit that parking lot?
- This is not what I expected your room to look like.
- Hi, girls.
I don't think I've ever seen you
in Munchy and Jaget's room before.
- Munchy and Jaget's room?
- That's right. And while you're here,
don't destroy anything with fireworks.
[both laugh]
I'm serious. Don't destroy anything.
- Wait, you share a room with--
- Who dares disturb my slumber?!
- I share a room with Jaget.
- It's not a room.
It's the Jagatorium.
- He calls our room the Jagatorium.
- If you share a room, then why are all of the decorations his?
- Not all of them.
This is my area. Come on in.
Let me give you a quick tour.
This is some of my stuff.
That's where I sleep.
And that concludes the tour.
- It's nice. It just feels a little cramped.
- Too much talking.
If I can't take my power nap, I'm leaving.
- Did he just walk into the closet?
- No, that's Jaget's other room.
- What? - Other room?!
- What is this?
- This is Jaget's dojo.
- You are not permitted to be in here,
but since you are, let me show you around.
Here are my Jag-Jitsu weapons.
My Zen garden.
And my best friend,
Clint Kickwood.
- How is a piece of cardboard your best friend?
- Yeah, and follow-up question, who is Clint Kickwood?
- [gasps]
Clint Kickwood is a martial arts action movie star.
He started out as a crossing guard, just like me.
- It looks like someone stepped on it.
- No, that's his footprint.
He signs things by kicking them.
That's what makes this so special.
- Wait, why can't this be your bedroom
and Munchy can take the other room?
- You know, that makes a lot of sense.
- It can't be my bedroom, because it's my dojo.
And one thing can't be two things.
- No, we are not leaving until we talk more
about Munchy getting his own room.
- What's that, Clint Kickwood?
I should grab my sparring sword and chase them around the room?
Okay. You're the boss.
[all scream]
- ♪ 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 ♪
- Okay, Munchy, here is a mirror
that will make your three square feet of space
feel like six square feet of space.
- You know what would help with more space?
More space.
- Jaget has two rooms. I have a square.
- Munchy is making some good points.
- Presley makes a good point about my good point.
You guys helped me realize that I was right
for asking for my own room.
- Absolutely.
I have four brothers and four sisters,
and even I have my own room.
I mean, it's an attic I had to fight a colony of wasps over,
but it's mine.
- You may have eight siblings, but I have one Jaget.
I've tried asking for my own room dozens of times.
He always runs after me with a sword.
- Well, I bet if Jaget had Jaget for a roommate,
he wouldn't put up with it.
- That's it. What if I act like Jaget?
- Would that work? - Yes.
See, Jaget sees himself as a sensei.
There can't be two senseis.
So if I come in with the same Jaget attitude,
he won't be able to take it.
- Well, do you think you can really act like your brother?
- [as Jaget] You tell me.
both: Whoa!
["The Greaterest" playing]
♪ ♪
- Clint Kickwood, hold this for me.
- ♪ 'Cause Munchy is greater than the greatest ♪
- Ooh, nice! Whoo! - Wow.
He's good. - Go, Munchy!
- ♪ Munchy's the greaterest ♪
♪ The greaterest ♪
♪ The greaterest of all guys ♪
♪ I'm Munchy ♪
- What is going on?
- I'll tell you what's going on.
Life, power,
and the pursuit of dominance.
- Are you talking differently?
It sounds ridiculous.
- No, this is how I always talk,
Crosswalk Kid.
- He's showing us MMMA.
- That is Mixed Munchy Martial Arts.
- He's changing our lives.
- I'm changing all lives.
Let me demonstrate the power of MMMA.
I call this the Munch Punch.
[exclaims]
- Hey.
That's my Jaget of the Year plaque.
I only give this to myself once a year.
- Well, we would practice in Munchy's room,
but he doesn't have one.
- If you think I'm gonna allow you
to teach some made-up martial arts in my room,
then you're absolutely right!
- We are? - Yeah.
I've been keeping Jag-Jitsu confined to my dojo,
but now that you're into karate stuff,
I can unleash my fury in here as well.
- No, I think that you misunderstand.
- I don't misunderstand.
If anything, I overstand.
You kids carry on.
I'm gonna tell Clint Kickwood the good news.
Hey, Clint! You won't believe this!
[whirring]
- Dad, tell me again why we're working on the refrigerator
if we're changing that light bulb.
- Think of the kitchen like the human body.
The light bulb is the heart.
It's connected to the refrigerator,
just like the heart is connected to the belly.
- And why did we have to take apart the garbage disposal?
- Whoa.
The garbage disposal is like the brain.
You need everything working in harmony
to have a healthy body.
Now do you see?
- Science doesn't support anything you just said,
but it's fun using power tools!
- All right. I'm here.
Your text said something about changing a light,
so I brought my power sander.
- Ooh, smart.
- And if we're working with electric,
you should turn off the water.
- I knew we were forgetting something.
Let's shut it off.
The valve is either in the basement, shed, or roof.
- I'll bring a hammer, just in case.
[both laugh]
- He's new.
Grab the big one.
That's my boy.
- [grunts]
- Munchy, Jaget is not here. You can stop trying to be him.
- Don't tell me when to stop.
Only I say when to stop.
Whoa. I am so sorry.
I think I went too deep. I'm back.
- Well, trying to be a second Jaget didn't work.
Maybe we should go back to using mirrors
to make your square bigger.
- I don't want to go back to the square,
or an illusion of a bigger square!
I want my own room.
- We have to find a way to convince Jaget.
- How? He won't listen to reason.
- We need to get some leverage.
Follow me. - Wait. Wait.
Isn't Jaget in there? - Trust me.
Don't worry. Jaget's in a deep, meditative trance.
He can't see or hear us.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, he does this every day.
He visualizes himself and Clint
walking on an endless crosswalk.
- What's the plan?
- We take Clint Kickwood and hold it for ransom
until he gives me my own room.
- [grunts]
- No, no, no! He knows the cutout is gone.
Do something before he wakes up!
- Got it.
- [sighs contentedly]
- Problem solved.
- [angrily] New problem created.
- Really?
- Hey, don't look at me like that.
I would have come back for you...
eventually.
[power tools whirring]
- Are your dad and Fisher still working on that light bulb?
- Yeah, but luckily they take breaks
every 15 minutes for popsicles.
[power tools stop]
Popsicle break.
- Okay. We need to hurry.
Jaget's gonna stop meditating soon.
- How's the ransom note coming, Lex?
- Oh, it is going so well.
I used glitter, pipe cleaners, and googly eyes.
- How about the message?
- Not much room left,
but I will try to squeeze it in.
- Hey, have you guys seen my--
[gasps]
Clint Kickwood! What's going on here?
- Hey, stop right there!
- This is an industrial shredder.
If you take another step,
this is what happens to Clint Kickwood.
Ooh, she's hungry.
- What do you want? - I want my own bedroom.
I didn't want to have to do it this way,
but I don't know what else to do.
- Where's this coming from, bro?
You were just doing MMMA and acting cool.
- There is no MMMA. It was all a lie.
- [gasps]
You monster.
If you want your own room that badly,
we can work something out, but first,
free Clint Kickwood.
- All right. I'll let him down.
No! [shreds]
[all scream]
My bad.
- Not only are you not getting your own room,
you're not getting any room.
You're banned from the Jagatorium and my dojo.
We are no longer roommates.
- I didn't even get to give him my ransom note.
What am I gonna do with this?
- I feel so well rested. - Me too.
I had the best sleep of my life last night.
- I had the worst sleep of my life last night.
Jaget is still not letting me into either of his rooms.
I had to sleep in the kitchen with this lettuce for a pillow.
Jaget says that's my room now until I move out.
- That is crazy.
- It's okay. I graduate in a few years.
I did the math,
and I only have to sleep like this 942 more times.
- We have to fix this. - How?
Ever since we destroyed his autographed Clint Kickwood
cut out, he won't even talk to me.
- Hmm...
Well, if he won't talk to Munchy,
we'll just have to get the one person he will talk to.
- [snoring loudly] - Munchy?
Munchy?
- Aw, he looks so peaceful.
- But we have to get him up and get to work.
Luckily, another popsicle break is gonna be over
in three, two, one.
[power tools whirring] - [screams]
- Don't worry, Clint Kickwood.
I'm gonna make you whole again.
[knocks on door]
- Go away! Unless you're Munchy.
Then I didn't say anything, cause I'm not talking to you.
- Kick one!
Awww!
- It you can't be! You're--
- Clint Kickwood!
Hiyah!
- What are you doing here?
- I was hired by a very sorry young man
to come talk to you.
- I'm the very sorry young man.
- No, absolutely not.
- Now you hold it right there, sunshine!
I was hired to help you two solve your problems.
And I'm gonna do it. That's right.
Clint Kickwood doesn't just kick stuff.
I fix stuff!
- Sorry, Mr. Kickwood. I'm just too mad at my brother.
- I get it.
It reminds me of when I did the movie "Double Kick."
I had to fight my most powerful enemy yet,
myself.
- It was amazing!
You played twin brothers!
It was your best performance ever,
and second best.
- Thank you.
But the real fight wasn't solved by using these.
It was solved by using these.
Now let's kick around some truths.
You, go first!
- I messed up and destroyed something my brother loved,
but I did it because I want my own room.
- Nice sharing.
Your turn!
- I looked after Munchy his whole life.
We only started sharing a room in the first place
because of him.
- What does that mean-- - Whoa!
Did you play a therapist by day and assassin by night
in "The Doctor is in Your Face"?!
No, I'll ask the questions.
What does that mean?
- You remember when we first moved here from Norway?
- Not really. I was pretty young.
- Well, you got your own room, but everything was new
and you were so scared you kept having nightmares.
So I started sleeping in your room, and it worked.
You weren't scared anymore.
- I don't remember this at all. - Well, it happened.
You made me promise to never leave you alone.
And I never break promises.
- Bro... - It's like a kick in my heart.
[emotionally] Keep going. Keep going.
- Maybe I went too far.
You're not a little kid anymore.
- I may be older now, but I'll always need my big brother.
- Aw...
- Just sometimes from another room.
- Fair.
- [shakily] Finish him.
- Clint Kickwood does it again!
Kick one!
both: Ooh!
- I just autographed your wall.
You've earned it.
Now I really need to go call my brother.
- And...done!
- Let's light it up.
- Fix-It Jr., would you like to do the honors?
- Sure would.
Okay, this is for all the haters
who thought we'd never be able to pull this off,
which until this morning, included me.
Three, two, one.
- [cackles] - Yes!
- We did it!
Boop. - Boop.
all: Boop!
[laughter]
[rumbling]
[zapping]
- Fisher, turn it off!
- I'm trying!
[crashes]
[whirring]
- We're under attack!
- Take cover!
[powers down]
- That was crazy.
- Same thing happened to me when I fixed my toaster.
- Hey, look, the light we fixed still works.
- That's right, son.
When we set out to do something, we do it.
Now go grab a broom.
I'm gonna start calling some repairmen.
- Good night, Munchy.
- Good night, Jaget.
Good night, Lex. Good night, Presley.
- Goodnight, Munchy.
- Goodnight, Science Kid.
Goodnight, Science Kid's Dad. - Good night, Jaget.
- Thanks again for letting us stay here.
The repairman said our house should be livable
in about a week.
- You know, I'm here too.
all: Good night, Clint Kickwood.
- By the way, I should warn you,
I kick in my sleep.
- All right, guys. Enough chit-chat.
Get some sleep.
You've all got big days tomorrow.
both: Good night, Dad. all: Good night, Tedward!
- Kick one!
- Ow! - You were warned.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪