[breathing heavily]
[Scouter] The product of obsession.
The accumulation of tireless effort. Passion.
All synthesized to form one singular moment of inspiration.
But there's one other thing.
No matter how many hours you put in,
it's all for naught
if you don't have a certain... something.
A certain...
"missing piece."
That is where the magic happens.
[thud, whoosh]
[Scouter] And you, Poblana,
you have found it.
[chomps] Hmm...
So, what is the missing piece?
Paprika? Chili oil?
[scoffs] You better pay for that.
[theme music playing]
[chuckles] Looks like your luck's run out.
And now you're gonna feel
the full force of the Perm Gang.
[gasps] We gotta shut this down.
-[grunts] Goldy... -Huh?
Forgive us, kid.
You're on your own here.
-Friend of yours? -[gasps]
What?
No! Just... Ain't you gonna do something?
She's a kid and there's four of them.
I'm just a fly on the wall here.
Though I suppose you could do something,
couldn't you?
Hmm...
You can't be serious. How is this fair?
Ain't no fair in wrestling!
[all laugh]
[Andy] Guys, why aren't you stopping this?
Oh, don't look at them.
They ain't coming to save you this time.
[laughs]
[Andy] What do I do? I can't fight them all!
They'll crush me!
Or worse, they'll...
[Mikey] Our only mission is to learn The Perfect Strike.
Uh, she's gotta get out of there, right?
She can't win this!
No. She's...
She's gonna fight.
[breathes deeply]
Come on. Don't you remember what you said
at the start of all this?
"A real wrestler wouldn't back down."
If you really believe that...
If you really believe you've grown...
then right now, prove it!
[all exclaiming]
Andy!
[screams]
[all] Perm Power!
-[thud] -[groans]
-[grunts]
[Perm Gang] Perm Power Special
Flat iron!
Huh? [scoffs]
Gyah!
[thud]
[boom]
[laughs]
Now who's fair?
[groans]
[screaming]
[grunts]
-[thud] -[groans]
Ugh!
[grunts]
[screams]
-[thud] -Argh!
-Grr! -[laughs]
-[grunting] -[thudding]
[exclaims]
-[grunts] -[screams]
-Look out! -[Immaculate] Perm Power Special!
Spear!
-[grunts] -[Andy] Come on!
[grunts]
Perm Gang, formation!
-[thud] -Ugh!
[Delectable grunts]
[Andy screams]
Ha! [grunts]
[Andy screams]
[grunts]
Perm Power Special!
Grand Pompadour!
[groans]
[thud]
[all chuckle]
[groans, pants]
Hey, what are you doing?
You were just dominating that blue guy.
Go back to doing that. But for the other three.
It's not that simple, Craig.
Even the most highly trained wrestlers
can be easily overwhelmed by multiple attackers.
Ugh!
So what do I do?
[Mikey] Back when my dad would train my brothers,
they could never lay a finger on him.
They outnumbered him,
but that just made them overconfident.
Sloppy. Reckless.
He could read them like a book.
He'd capitalize on their mistakes and punish them.
You can't fight them like individuals.
Treat them like a group, find their patterns.
Capitalize on their mistakes.
And punish them.
[strains]
[screams]
[thud]
-[thud] -[groans]
[strains]
-Ha! -[thud]
[Andy] They're not fighting like Mikey's brothers.
They're cautious.
One distracts while the others sneak attack.
[exclaims]
Hmph! Time for some payback.
-[thud] -Ugh!
[exclaims]
[strains]
-[thud] -[exclaims]
[exclaims]
-[thud] -[groans]
-[laughs] -Hiya!
[strains]
-[grunts] -[thud]
Argh!
Grr!
Hmph! [exclaims]
-[smack] -[groans]
-[smack] -Argh! [groans]
[boom]
[all cheering]
[all panting]
What do we do, big guy? It ain't working no more.
Well, I'll tell you what we...
[exclaims]
[whimpering]
Uh, big guy?
[Sumptuous] No. Not again.
[panting]
Immaculate, you okay?
[Immaculate] I know you're not here.
You're not real.
It ain't gonna work this time.
It won't work!
Uh, what?
-[slam] -[Andy] Ugh!
-What's he doing? -He's breaking formation!
No. He's leading us to victory!
Come on!
[both chuckle]
Ugh!
[thudding]
[Mikey] This is bad. They're overwhelming her.
[gasps] Andy, The Perfect Strike...
You have to do it.
[Andy] He's right. They're not even covering
each other anymore.
If I could just...
-[smack] -Ugh!
[gasps]
[Andy] No!
No! Shut up.
You can do it.
Give it everything.
Just do it right now!
[all screaming]
[thud]
Ha!
Grr! Get out of my way!
[smack]
-[boom] -Argh!
Go!
[screams]
-[gasps] Ohh! -[thud]
Ugh!
-[gasps] -Argh!
[exclaims]
[boom]
[grunts]
[screams]
Perfect Strike!
[boom]
[groans]
-[boom] -Argh!
[whoosh]
[all gasp]
[gasps]
[growls]
No.
-[thud] -[groans]
[screams]
The Perm Gang is back, baby!
[boom]
Andy, are you okay?
It didn't work.
It still didn't work.
Why?
Uh, what's she doing wrong?
I... I don't know. She...
It should...
She's getting her butt kicked out there!
-You gotta have something. -Hmm?
[Andy] Maybe it's me.
Maybe, I haven't really grown.
All the training...
All the work...
was chasing you.
All, so I could have the chance to get close
to becoming like you.
But...
maybe, you were always too far away.
Maybe I could never become you.
-[thud] -[exclaims] Ow!
What is wrong with you?
What's wrong with you?
Is that what you've been trying to do this whole time?
Become Aunt P?
I... Of course you're not Aunt P!
You think I'd manage her?
You're Andy!
[gasps]
Now forget the dumb old lady move
and just fight!
Like, now! They're coming!
[screaming]
[Andy] I'm not Aunt P?
Oh...
[Scouter] The essence of creativity.
Everything synthesized to form one singular moment...
of inspiration.
Craig, you're a genius.
Huh!
[screams]
What just happened?
I don't know, but you heard her.
I'm a genius.
[growling]
[screams]
[Scouter] The missing piece...
is her.
It's everything she's been through.
Everything she's done, all expressed
in a singular moment.
[gasps]
Perfect Strike!
[strains]
[gasps]
[laughs]
Is that it?
-That was-- -[boom]
[whoosh]
[all exclaim]
[Sumptuous] What's happening?
Impossible!
[Smoove] What is this?
[all screaming]
-[boom] -[rumble]
[crashing]
[strains]
[groans] Huh?
[indistinct whispering]
[all cheering]
That was the thing!
That was the Perfect Strike!
But... how?
It looked way different than when Aunt P does it.
You're right.
She changed it...
to what she was doing before.
The Perfect Strike was created by Quesa Poblana.
Designed by her for her.
That's the piece we missed.
Doing it Aunt P's way
only works for Aunt P's body!
Andy had to modify it to what felt natural for her!
Did you know she could do that?
Her name's Andy.
Think you'll wanna remember it.
So the legendary
Quesa Poblana has taken a pupil.
[stutters]
I... No!
I don't know what that was.
Huh... I thought that looked like your old move.
Well, if you're not with her,
I'm sure the GWC would be interested
in someone with that kind of talent.
Maybe I'll go have a chat.
Nice catching up with you,
Aunt P.
No.
[grunts]
Move! Move! Move you stupid...
Move!
-[laughs] -She did it!
Did you see that?
Craig does it again.
-Aunt P. -[thud]
Did you see? Aren't you surprised?
I can do it now!
Everybody, shut up!
We're going. Come on!
What? No. That was only one.
I can do more. Just... My arm is...
-Ooh, hang on. I got you. -[Andy] No...
Enough!
Hmm...
You think she's gonna come out?
[Craig] She can't make you guys leave.
You did The Perfect Strike!
She didn't even think you could do one.
No. I agreed to ten of them.
A deal's a deal.
Who knows? After seeing you fight, I'm sure plenty
-of teachers would-- -[door opens]
I know I have to leave now.
I'll be out of here in a minute.
Um, maybe I could just get a ride to the hospital?
[Poblana mumbles]
Uh, what'd she say?
[mumbles]
Did you fall through the roof again?
I said, I'll train you, okay!
[all] What?
But you have to do exactly what I say, when I say it.
No questions asked.
-Really? -Is this a trick?
-What changed your mind? -Are you impressed by The Perfect Strike?
I just said, "No questions!"
[all cheer] She said yes! She said yes! She said yes!
No! No! No! Don't! Don't touch me!
Get off of me!
[sighs] What have I done?
[thudding]
You missed a spot. Uh, no. Still there.
Still there.
-Still-- -Craig!
Uh, maybe you could give her a hand, Craig.
She does have a dislocated arm.
Her?
What about me?
I bent my fingernail when I was slamming her
into the turnbuckle.
Look at this! Can you see this? Look!
Uh, you're not looking.
Oh, no! You broke her.
I'm just... realizing how lucky I am to have you guys.
Definitely broke.
[Andy] Thanks to both of you...
we did it.
We got me a teacher.
[knocking]
-[gasps] -[thud]
[Poblana] Knocking on my door this late...
Who in the heck--
[thunderclap]
Sorry to drop by so late.
[stutters]
[Scouter] I was just hoping I could steal a quick moment with...
Ah!
Ms. Andy.
I was at the match earlier
and well,
I was quite impressed by how you handled yourself.
Okay! Hold it right there!
Accountant Girl doesn't need a manager.
She's already got the best in the game.
Unless you're interested
in some sort of equity partnership,
in which case we should talk.
Mbrandon said there was a GWC rep at The Rusty Rumble.
This might be him.
Guilty as charged.
Young lady, I just must ask
with talent like yours and a tenacious manager like him,
surely you must have someone training you.
Yes! Actually, Aunt P...
Uh, Quesa Poblana just agreed to train me.
Oh? She told me she was retired.
She must really see something in you.
That's super nice of you to say.
Um, I didn't get your name.
Oh, me? Psh! I'm no one.
Just an old timer who knows talent when he sees it.
And you, well...
The GWC thinks you've got what it takes
to go for the qualifying trials.
[all] Huh?
Don't tell me Aunt P hasn't told you.
Well... [chuckles]
When you're ready to take your journey to the next level,
you should ask her.
Ahem! Like you said, it's late.
Why don't I show you out?
Wait. What's the--
No, no. I do have to be on my way.
You've got a good teacher here, Andy.
Keep up that training and before you know it...
it's showtime.
Are you out of your mind? You show up at my house?
-How did you even-- -You think we couldn't
find you on a farm?
Please give us some credit.
We just never had a reason to come say hi.
-Till now. -[thud]
You stay away, understand?
I am not gonna let you do to her
what you did to me.
[chuckles]
We'll be in touch, Aunt P.
With both of you.