A.N.T. Farm (2011–2014): Season 1, Episode 21 - You're the One That I WANT - full transcript
When Chyna gets the lead in the school musical, Lexi tries to sabotage the show with the help of Fletcher, who doesn't want Chyna to fall for the leading man, Jared. Meanwhile, Cameron learns that Gibson has been living at the school and offers to let him stay in his family's living room.
Oh, I'm so excited. Grease
is my favorite musical.
The costumes, the songs...
The male chauvinism.
What?
The play is completely sexist.
The men treat the
women like doormats.
It's like it takes
place in the 1950s!
It does take place in the 1950s.
Oh. Carry on then.
Hey, what's cookin',
good lookin'?
You know, you don't have
to stay in character
when we're not on stage, Jared.
Who's Jared? I'm Danny Zuko.
Ruffian. Drag racer supreme.
King of the streets.
King of the streets? Your mom
drives you to school every morning.
Sandy. You. Me. Dance floor.
Now.
Nice. Ordering a woman
around like she's your dog.
What a delightful throwback.
If you want me, I'll be in the 21st
century, enjoying women's rights.
Look at Jared making
his move on Chyna.
They don't en have chemistry.
She and I do. Third period.
With Mrs. Sterling.
I still can't believe
Chyna got the lead.
I've always been the lead!
I can't play Rizzo.
She's a mean,
manipulative brunette.
I'm nothing like that.
I'm blonde.
Okay, let's take
it from the top!
Remember Zimbaldi's
five keys to acting.
Acting, energy,
commitment, choices,
acting, energy,
acting, and acting!
Stop in the name of the law!
The theater law!
Who are you and what
are you doing here?
The name's French.
Samuel French.
I work for the company
that licenses plays,
and I was informed you
are using Grease. Hmm?
Without paying for the rights.
Is that true? Yes, it is, missy.
What's happening
here is more wrong
than eating carbs
after 7:00 p.m.
As of this moment, this
production is shut down!
Tough tiaras, cookie.
This is the theater law.
The most important law there is.
Other than like,
maybe, murder law.
How did you even
find out about this?
We received an anonymous tip.
It was Lexi Reed. Ooh,
I'm such a gossip.
♪ Ooh, ooh Doo, doo
♪ Ooh, ooh Doo, doo
Whoo!
♪ Everybody's got that thing
♪ Something different
we all bring
♪ Don't you let 'em
clip your wings
♪ You g it You got it
♪ We're on fire and we blaze
♪ In extraordinary ways
♪ 365 days
♪ We got it We got it
♪ You can dream it
♪ You can be it
♪ If you can feel it
♪ You can believe it
♪ 'Cause I am, you are, we are
♪ Exceptional Exceptional
♪ Yeah, I am, you are, we are
♪ Exceptional Exceptional
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh
♪ Ooh, h
Whoo!
What are you doing, Gibson?
I was in the men's room taking a shower.
Gotta stay fresh!
But the men's room
doesn't have a shower.
Oh, I just use a
urinal and hand soap.
You do know the bathroom
has a sink, right?
Ugh, sinks are filthy.
People wash their hands in them.
Hey, here's a crazy idea.
Shower at your house.
Actually, I've been
for the past week,
ever since Nana had her
new husband Bob move in.
What's so bad about Bob?
He wants me to call
him "Grandpa."
I wouldn't call Bob "Grandpa" if
he were the last man on Earth.
Mostly because if he were the last
man on Earth, I would be dead.
Why don't you just
find your own place?
You're a grown man.
On paper, at least.
I'm trying, but I can
only afford $500 a month.
$500 a month? Hmm...
I think I might know a place.
It's beautiful, but is there
a lot of street noise?
No, none at all.
It's really quiet.
Oh, that won't work for me.
I can't sleep unless there's
a lot of street noise.
It's incredibly noisy.
I thought you said, "Are
there a lot of cheese toys?"
Okay, good. Next question.
Are there a lot of cheese toys?
Because I love cheese toys.
Mr. Zimbaldi, we can't
cancel the musical.
This is my one chance
to sing in public.
What about that time you
sang Dynamite at my party?
And when you sang
Unstoppable in the hallway?
I mean, this is one of the few moments
you're not singing in public.
Mr. Zimbaldi, I've been looking
forward to the musical all year.
Can't you just write a new play?
If I could write a play, do you
think I'd be a high school teacher?
What if I write it?
Why does she get to
write it and not me?
Hey! Danny Zuko
wants to write it!
Would you stop? We're not
even doing that play anymore!
Tell you what. We'll do
this democratically.
Everyone will pitch
their ideas to me
and I will unilaterally
pick the winner
without any input
from anyone else.
I'm pretty sure that's not
what "democratically" means.
If I knew what words meant, do you
think I'd be a high school teacher?
Okay, first up. Fletcher Quimby.
My play combines two classics.
Fiddler on the Roof, and Batman.
I present to you,
"Riddler On The Roof."
Riddler! How did you get
into the Bat Village?
Riddle me this, Tevye!
When is a door not a door?
When it's ajar!
Again with the riddles! I never
know what you're talking about!
I'm saying I want to marry your
daughter, the lovely Chynala.
I've loved her ever
since her Bat Mitzvah.
In that case, I propose a toast.
To life!
In prison! For you!
My play is the sequel to Annie,
where she's old and living
in a retirement home.
It's called "Grannie."
Don't worry, Sandy. I'm sure my
son will come visit me tomorrow.
Mildred! Enough with the piano!
Since the orphanage, every time
someone says the word "tomorrow"
you start with that stupid song!
I'm sick of it!
And you cheat at canasta!
Mr. Zimbaldi, I know
everybody else's ideas
were half-baked vanity projects,
but I know that
mine is different.
I present to you
"The Lexi King."
Mrs. Reed, you've given birth
to the most beautiful baby
in the history of
the entire world.
She's a gift, not just to you,
but to all humanity.
Thank you, Doctor.
I shall name her Lexi!
I propose that we put on Grease!
Forget it.
I am not getting into another
slap fight with Samuel French.
No. Greece, as in
Ancient Greece.
Birthplace of
democracy, philosophy,
and most importantly,
breaking plates.
I love it!
Chyna, you'll be
the female lead,
Jared, you'll be the male lead.
What?
This is perfect! I mean, we
already have the Grease tickets,
and posters printed up, and
your version is one letter off.
Well, actually, it's
two letters off.
If I knew how to spell, do you think
I'd be a high school teacher?
Yeah, so my parents are totally cool
with you renting our living room.
So cool that I didn't
even tell them.
Oh, and you just might want
to make the check out to me.
Can I pay you in cash? I
don't believe in banks.
Not even blood banks.
I just give bleeding people
bags of loose blood myself.
Gibson, quick! Let's
play hide-and-seek.
You hide underneath the sofa
cushion and I'll look for you.
Okay, but you'll never find me!
Okay, here I go!
Where's Gibson? Where's Gibson?
I don't know.
Where is he?
I don't know.
Hey, Dad! What's up?
Hey, Cam. I thought I heard
you talking to someone.
Oh, no. That was just
me practicing my
ventriloquism.
Really? You do ventriloquism?
You even move your
lips when you read.
Okay, let me hear.
I've named my dummy
Gibson. What?
Gibson? What?
Isn't Gibson the name of that
curly-haired weirdo from the Ant Farm?
That's me!
Hey, Gibson! How you doing?
It's dark in here! I'm scared!
Where are the cheese toys?
Not bad. I can't see
your lips move.
You weigh a ton!
Get off me, lardo!
Hey, you tell your sock
to put a sock in it!
Hey, Olive, I read your
version of "Greece."
And it's great,
but I do have a few notes.
Notes? You have notes?
No, no. Just one page. Okay?
Okay, first of all,
there are all these
long speeches
where characters talk
directly to the audience.
Those are called
"theatrical asides."
They're a classical device where characters
reveal their true inner feelings.
Can you believe she's
pitching an idea
where a character breaks
the reality of the play
and speaks directly
to the viewer?
I mean, it just...
It makes no sense!
Chyna, I can still hear you.
Okay, next note.
Given it's the annual musical,
I was thinking it might be good
if it maybe had
some music in it.
I guess I could add a killer
acoustic panpipe solo
in the 20 minute
ode to Poseidon.
Okay.
I was thinking maybe something
a little more contemporary.
Instead of the traditional
version of Aphrodite,
we'll have Afro-dite!
I'm foxy Afro-dite,
goddess of soul,
and I'm going to do a little
"Showtime for the Apollos."
Apollo, Mrs. Apollo,
enjoy the show.
♪ Gonna boogie down
♪ There ain't no stoppin' us
♪ There's a party goin' on
at the Disco Acropolis! ♪
Oh, and instead of
Zeus, we'll have
Jay-Zeus.
♪ Jay to the Zeus
♪ Rocks the ones and the twos
♪ Got rhymes from
alphas to zetas
♪ And thunder for
all of the haters
♪ Pack lightning for
those who dissent
♪ Mount Olympus
y'all, represent! ♪
First of all, they didn't
rap in ancient Greece.
And second, who raps
without punctuating it
by saying, "Holla"?
Y'all see what I
have to deal with?
Writers. Unbelievable.
Hey, Jared.
Sorry. I mean, Zeus.
Approach.
Great news.
Olive and I made some changes
to the play and added songs.
I think you're gonna love it.
Changes? The mighty Zeus
doesn't do changes.
You have way more lines.
Love it! Brilliant work!
Chyna is totally going to
fall for her leading man.
Jareeven looks good
in that stupid beard.
I can't even grow one of those
mustaches that looks like sweat.
I don't want this
play to go on either.
If I can't be the lead, there
won't be any play at all.
What are you suggesting?
Ordinarily, I would have Chyna
meet with an unfortunate accident,
but everyone would
know it was me.
But if we get rid of Jared,
the play will still be canceled,
and everyone will
think it was you.
We both win.
Except you. You get suspended.
That's genius!
Are you sure this the best
way to sabotage Jared?
I don't know. For
this hypnosis kit
and felt strangely
compelled to buy it.
Just go.
Hey, Jared. Check out this
new watch Fletcher got.
Show me, mortal!
Cool, isn't it?
You are getting very sleepy.
You are now under my power.
Heretic! The mighty
Zeus cannot be vexed.
The mighty Zeus is all-powerful.
The mighty Zeus has to go
finish his math homework.
What the... Gibson, what
did you do with the couch?
I sold it to pay
for the bunk bed.
My roommate needed
somewhere to sleep.
You have a roommate?
Yeah. To help pay the rent.
But don't worry.
I did a background check and all seven
of his identities came up clean.
Gibson, are you crazy? When my dad
sees this, he's going to flip!
Ooh, I love gymnastics.
Good, then let's see you tumble.
Hey, Cameron.
Hey, Dad.
I'm exhausted. I was tracking
this identity thief,
but he keeps changing addresses.
Anyway, I just want to
relax and watch some TV.
Why are there cheese
toys all over the place?
Ow!
Are you okay? Do you need blood?
Whoa! Cameron, tell me
what's going on. Now!
All right, fine. Gibson's been
staying in the living room.
I've been charging him $500 rent.
I'm sorry.
You should be.
Renting out the
living room for $500?
What's wrong with you? We have a
view of the Golden Gate Bridge, man!
We could get at least 1200!
Twelve hundred? For a place
without a urinal shower?
We're out of here.
Come on, Wacky.
What are we going to do? The
play is about to start.
Wait, I have a wacky idea.
Wacky! I just saw three
little pigs in the hallway.
Parents and students, welcome
to the annual school musical.
With no further ado, Zimbaldi
Productions presents
a Zimbaldi production
of Zimbaldi's Greece!
Welcome to Mount Olympus.
I am the mighty Zeus!
God of sky, thunder, and...
Zeus lightning!
We're going to take a
brief intermission.
Feel free to buy a
T-shirt in the lobby.
All major credit cards accepted.
The mighty Zeus is all-powerful.
Well, I guess the
play can't go on.
Oh, no!
This is the worst news ever!
No! There is no way
we're canceling this.
We already canceled
the first Grease.
We cannot cancel
the second Greece
because there's no other
way to spell "Greece."
Sorry, we have no one
to take over his role.
Or do we?
What?
Or do we?
♪ Grecian lovin' It's
two thousand B.C.
♪ Grecian lovin'
It's all Greek to me
♪ Grecian lovin' I
look like a goddess
♪ Grecian lovin' Oh,
don't be so modest
♪ Our love is real,
and nothing is better
♪ We go together
like olives and feta
♪ The bells will chime
♪ And joy will be spreading
♪ Soon we'll have a Big
Fat Greek Wedding ♪
I now pronounce you God and Goddess.
You may kiss the bride.
Opa!
I loved it! I loved it! I loved it!
I loved it! I loved it! I loved it!
Spoiler alert. I loved it!
You know, Sammy,
if you loved Greece,
you'll love my musical
about a large Austrian
family stuck in an elevator.
It's called "The
Sound of Muzak."
Oh, no! We are von trapped
in this elevator!
Yes, we are on 16.
We need to go to 17.
I smell Tony! Walk with me.
is my favorite musical.
The costumes, the songs...
The male chauvinism.
What?
The play is completely sexist.
The men treat the
women like doormats.
It's like it takes
place in the 1950s!
It does take place in the 1950s.
Oh. Carry on then.
Hey, what's cookin',
good lookin'?
You know, you don't have
to stay in character
when we're not on stage, Jared.
Who's Jared? I'm Danny Zuko.
Ruffian. Drag racer supreme.
King of the streets.
King of the streets? Your mom
drives you to school every morning.
Sandy. You. Me. Dance floor.
Now.
Nice. Ordering a woman
around like she's your dog.
What a delightful throwback.
If you want me, I'll be in the 21st
century, enjoying women's rights.
Look at Jared making
his move on Chyna.
They don't en have chemistry.
She and I do. Third period.
With Mrs. Sterling.
I still can't believe
Chyna got the lead.
I've always been the lead!
I can't play Rizzo.
She's a mean,
manipulative brunette.
I'm nothing like that.
I'm blonde.
Okay, let's take
it from the top!
Remember Zimbaldi's
five keys to acting.
Acting, energy,
commitment, choices,
acting, energy,
acting, and acting!
Stop in the name of the law!
The theater law!
Who are you and what
are you doing here?
The name's French.
Samuel French.
I work for the company
that licenses plays,
and I was informed you
are using Grease. Hmm?
Without paying for the rights.
Is that true? Yes, it is, missy.
What's happening
here is more wrong
than eating carbs
after 7:00 p.m.
As of this moment, this
production is shut down!
Tough tiaras, cookie.
This is the theater law.
The most important law there is.
Other than like,
maybe, murder law.
How did you even
find out about this?
We received an anonymous tip.
It was Lexi Reed. Ooh,
I'm such a gossip.
♪ Ooh, ooh Doo, doo
♪ Ooh, ooh Doo, doo
Whoo!
♪ Everybody's got that thing
♪ Something different
we all bring
♪ Don't you let 'em
clip your wings
♪ You g it You got it
♪ We're on fire and we blaze
♪ In extraordinary ways
♪ 365 days
♪ We got it We got it
♪ You can dream it
♪ You can be it
♪ If you can feel it
♪ You can believe it
♪ 'Cause I am, you are, we are
♪ Exceptional Exceptional
♪ Yeah, I am, you are, we are
♪ Exceptional Exceptional
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh
♪ Ooh, h
Whoo!
What are you doing, Gibson?
I was in the men's room taking a shower.
Gotta stay fresh!
But the men's room
doesn't have a shower.
Oh, I just use a
urinal and hand soap.
You do know the bathroom
has a sink, right?
Ugh, sinks are filthy.
People wash their hands in them.
Hey, here's a crazy idea.
Shower at your house.
Actually, I've been
for the past week,
ever since Nana had her
new husband Bob move in.
What's so bad about Bob?
He wants me to call
him "Grandpa."
I wouldn't call Bob "Grandpa" if
he were the last man on Earth.
Mostly because if he were the last
man on Earth, I would be dead.
Why don't you just
find your own place?
You're a grown man.
On paper, at least.
I'm trying, but I can
only afford $500 a month.
$500 a month? Hmm...
I think I might know a place.
It's beautiful, but is there
a lot of street noise?
No, none at all.
It's really quiet.
Oh, that won't work for me.
I can't sleep unless there's
a lot of street noise.
It's incredibly noisy.
I thought you said, "Are
there a lot of cheese toys?"
Okay, good. Next question.
Are there a lot of cheese toys?
Because I love cheese toys.
Mr. Zimbaldi, we can't
cancel the musical.
This is my one chance
to sing in public.
What about that time you
sang Dynamite at my party?
And when you sang
Unstoppable in the hallway?
I mean, this is one of the few moments
you're not singing in public.
Mr. Zimbaldi, I've been looking
forward to the musical all year.
Can't you just write a new play?
If I could write a play, do you
think I'd be a high school teacher?
What if I write it?
Why does she get to
write it and not me?
Hey! Danny Zuko
wants to write it!
Would you stop? We're not
even doing that play anymore!
Tell you what. We'll do
this democratically.
Everyone will pitch
their ideas to me
and I will unilaterally
pick the winner
without any input
from anyone else.
I'm pretty sure that's not
what "democratically" means.
If I knew what words meant, do you
think I'd be a high school teacher?
Okay, first up. Fletcher Quimby.
My play combines two classics.
Fiddler on the Roof, and Batman.
I present to you,
"Riddler On The Roof."
Riddler! How did you get
into the Bat Village?
Riddle me this, Tevye!
When is a door not a door?
When it's ajar!
Again with the riddles! I never
know what you're talking about!
I'm saying I want to marry your
daughter, the lovely Chynala.
I've loved her ever
since her Bat Mitzvah.
In that case, I propose a toast.
To life!
In prison! For you!
My play is the sequel to Annie,
where she's old and living
in a retirement home.
It's called "Grannie."
Don't worry, Sandy. I'm sure my
son will come visit me tomorrow.
Mildred! Enough with the piano!
Since the orphanage, every time
someone says the word "tomorrow"
you start with that stupid song!
I'm sick of it!
And you cheat at canasta!
Mr. Zimbaldi, I know
everybody else's ideas
were half-baked vanity projects,
but I know that
mine is different.
I present to you
"The Lexi King."
Mrs. Reed, you've given birth
to the most beautiful baby
in the history of
the entire world.
She's a gift, not just to you,
but to all humanity.
Thank you, Doctor.
I shall name her Lexi!
I propose that we put on Grease!
Forget it.
I am not getting into another
slap fight with Samuel French.
No. Greece, as in
Ancient Greece.
Birthplace of
democracy, philosophy,
and most importantly,
breaking plates.
I love it!
Chyna, you'll be
the female lead,
Jared, you'll be the male lead.
What?
This is perfect! I mean, we
already have the Grease tickets,
and posters printed up, and
your version is one letter off.
Well, actually, it's
two letters off.
If I knew how to spell, do you think
I'd be a high school teacher?
Yeah, so my parents are totally cool
with you renting our living room.
So cool that I didn't
even tell them.
Oh, and you just might want
to make the check out to me.
Can I pay you in cash? I
don't believe in banks.
Not even blood banks.
I just give bleeding people
bags of loose blood myself.
Gibson, quick! Let's
play hide-and-seek.
You hide underneath the sofa
cushion and I'll look for you.
Okay, but you'll never find me!
Okay, here I go!
Where's Gibson? Where's Gibson?
I don't know.
Where is he?
I don't know.
Hey, Dad! What's up?
Hey, Cam. I thought I heard
you talking to someone.
Oh, no. That was just
me practicing my
ventriloquism.
Really? You do ventriloquism?
You even move your
lips when you read.
Okay, let me hear.
I've named my dummy
Gibson. What?
Gibson? What?
Isn't Gibson the name of that
curly-haired weirdo from the Ant Farm?
That's me!
Hey, Gibson! How you doing?
It's dark in here! I'm scared!
Where are the cheese toys?
Not bad. I can't see
your lips move.
You weigh a ton!
Get off me, lardo!
Hey, you tell your sock
to put a sock in it!
Hey, Olive, I read your
version of "Greece."
And it's great,
but I do have a few notes.
Notes? You have notes?
No, no. Just one page. Okay?
Okay, first of all,
there are all these
long speeches
where characters talk
directly to the audience.
Those are called
"theatrical asides."
They're a classical device where characters
reveal their true inner feelings.
Can you believe she's
pitching an idea
where a character breaks
the reality of the play
and speaks directly
to the viewer?
I mean, it just...
It makes no sense!
Chyna, I can still hear you.
Okay, next note.
Given it's the annual musical,
I was thinking it might be good
if it maybe had
some music in it.
I guess I could add a killer
acoustic panpipe solo
in the 20 minute
ode to Poseidon.
Okay.
I was thinking maybe something
a little more contemporary.
Instead of the traditional
version of Aphrodite,
we'll have Afro-dite!
I'm foxy Afro-dite,
goddess of soul,
and I'm going to do a little
"Showtime for the Apollos."
Apollo, Mrs. Apollo,
enjoy the show.
♪ Gonna boogie down
♪ There ain't no stoppin' us
♪ There's a party goin' on
at the Disco Acropolis! ♪
Oh, and instead of
Zeus, we'll have
Jay-Zeus.
♪ Jay to the Zeus
♪ Rocks the ones and the twos
♪ Got rhymes from
alphas to zetas
♪ And thunder for
all of the haters
♪ Pack lightning for
those who dissent
♪ Mount Olympus
y'all, represent! ♪
First of all, they didn't
rap in ancient Greece.
And second, who raps
without punctuating it
by saying, "Holla"?
Y'all see what I
have to deal with?
Writers. Unbelievable.
Hey, Jared.
Sorry. I mean, Zeus.
Approach.
Great news.
Olive and I made some changes
to the play and added songs.
I think you're gonna love it.
Changes? The mighty Zeus
doesn't do changes.
You have way more lines.
Love it! Brilliant work!
Chyna is totally going to
fall for her leading man.
Jareeven looks good
in that stupid beard.
I can't even grow one of those
mustaches that looks like sweat.
I don't want this
play to go on either.
If I can't be the lead, there
won't be any play at all.
What are you suggesting?
Ordinarily, I would have Chyna
meet with an unfortunate accident,
but everyone would
know it was me.
But if we get rid of Jared,
the play will still be canceled,
and everyone will
think it was you.
We both win.
Except you. You get suspended.
That's genius!
Are you sure this the best
way to sabotage Jared?
I don't know. For
this hypnosis kit
and felt strangely
compelled to buy it.
Just go.
Hey, Jared. Check out this
new watch Fletcher got.
Show me, mortal!
Cool, isn't it?
You are getting very sleepy.
You are now under my power.
Heretic! The mighty
Zeus cannot be vexed.
The mighty Zeus is all-powerful.
The mighty Zeus has to go
finish his math homework.
What the... Gibson, what
did you do with the couch?
I sold it to pay
for the bunk bed.
My roommate needed
somewhere to sleep.
You have a roommate?
Yeah. To help pay the rent.
But don't worry.
I did a background check and all seven
of his identities came up clean.
Gibson, are you crazy? When my dad
sees this, he's going to flip!
Ooh, I love gymnastics.
Good, then let's see you tumble.
Hey, Cameron.
Hey, Dad.
I'm exhausted. I was tracking
this identity thief,
but he keeps changing addresses.
Anyway, I just want to
relax and watch some TV.
Why are there cheese
toys all over the place?
Ow!
Are you okay? Do you need blood?
Whoa! Cameron, tell me
what's going on. Now!
All right, fine. Gibson's been
staying in the living room.
I've been charging him $500 rent.
I'm sorry.
You should be.
Renting out the
living room for $500?
What's wrong with you? We have a
view of the Golden Gate Bridge, man!
We could get at least 1200!
Twelve hundred? For a place
without a urinal shower?
We're out of here.
Come on, Wacky.
What are we going to do? The
play is about to start.
Wait, I have a wacky idea.
Wacky! I just saw three
little pigs in the hallway.
Parents and students, welcome
to the annual school musical.
With no further ado, Zimbaldi
Productions presents
a Zimbaldi production
of Zimbaldi's Greece!
Welcome to Mount Olympus.
I am the mighty Zeus!
God of sky, thunder, and...
Zeus lightning!
We're going to take a
brief intermission.
Feel free to buy a
T-shirt in the lobby.
All major credit cards accepted.
The mighty Zeus is all-powerful.
Well, I guess the
play can't go on.
Oh, no!
This is the worst news ever!
No! There is no way
we're canceling this.
We already canceled
the first Grease.
We cannot cancel
the second Greece
because there's no other
way to spell "Greece."
Sorry, we have no one
to take over his role.
Or do we?
What?
Or do we?
♪ Grecian lovin' It's
two thousand B.C.
♪ Grecian lovin'
It's all Greek to me
♪ Grecian lovin' I
look like a goddess
♪ Grecian lovin' Oh,
don't be so modest
♪ Our love is real,
and nothing is better
♪ We go together
like olives and feta
♪ The bells will chime
♪ And joy will be spreading
♪ Soon we'll have a Big
Fat Greek Wedding ♪
I now pronounce you God and Goddess.
You may kiss the bride.
Opa!
I loved it! I loved it! I loved it!
I loved it! I loved it! I loved it!
Spoiler alert. I loved it!
You know, Sammy,
if you loved Greece,
you'll love my musical
about a large Austrian
family stuck in an elevator.
It's called "The
Sound of Muzak."
Oh, no! We are von trapped
in this elevator!
Yes, we are on 16.
We need to go to 17.
I smell Tony! Walk with me.