Austin & Ally (2011–2016): Season 3, Episode 14 - Fanatics & Favors - full transcript
Great rehearsal, Austin.
Maybe I should do it again.
This show has gotta be perfect.
I'm streaming it live to
all my international fans.
Relax. You practiced each
song like 100 times.
I'm even getting tired
of hearing 'em.
And I wrote 'em.
Well, I don't care how many
times I hear those songs.
They still give me goose bumps.
No, wait. That's
a mosquito bite.
Or is it a freckle?
Oh, it's chocolate.
So, Trish, what did Jace think?
Well, either he cheered so hard his
face got stuck, or our my-taps froze.
Well, let me help.
Just go into settings, switch off the
wi-fi, configure your VPN... uh...
Hey, Trish!
Or you could just do that.
You sounded killer, Austin.
Thanks, man. I don't usually
let people watch me practice.
Oh, I hear you.
The last time I let Trish
watch me practice skating,
I broke my arm in three places.
So, Jace, what's going on?
We haven't talked all week.
Ah, sorry. I've just
been busy with work.
But, hey... we just shared
our first concert together.
Well, at least the part I saw.
Which was mostly Dez crying
through "I think about you."
Well, excuse me for
having a heart.
Come on, Austin.
Let's go check out those lights
I'm setting up for your concert.
Look, I know this whole
long-distance thing is hard,
but it's moments like these that
make me realize just how...
You froze again, didn't you?
Jace! Jace!
Jace!
Why can't I have a normal relationship
where we watch movies, share milkshakes
and give each other
shoulder rubs?
I'm sorry.
But, hey! I can give
you a shoulder rub.
Where does it hurt?
- Here?
- Ow!
Well, now it does.
Oh, I forgot to tell you guys...
my cousin Dwyane invited us
over to his house tomorrow.
He's a huge Austin moon fan.
I don't know. I really need
the time to rehearse more.
Come on! He's been begging
me forever to meet you.
He thinks I'm the
coolest guy ever.
Can you blame him?
Ow. Ow.
We should go, Austin.
You need a break, and
it could be fun.
Oh, yeah! Hanging out with a
guy who thinks Dez is cool.
Sounds like a blast.
Okay, fine, we'll go
for a little bit.
I do owe you for helping
me set up these lights.
Ah, great! Hey, I want to make sure
the spotlight hits you perfectly.
I'm not sure if you should
stand here or here.
Yeah, I think I should
stand way over there.
You know what... we
don't need spotlights.
Whoa!
Your cousin's house is nice.
Cool, his doorbell
plays "heartbeat"!
That's a little weird.
I told you, he's a big fan.
Welcome. I'm bogues,
Dwyane's assistant.
Enter at your own risk.
Seriously, I just
waxed the floors.
They're very slippery.
Whoa, this place is awesome.
Dwyane is in the great room.
Are you children
into video games?
Uh, does the average iceberg
weigh 200,000 tons?
It does.
Had to look it up for geology.
Dwyane, your guests
have arrived.
Austin, it is great to finally meet you.
I'm a big fan.
Dwyane Wade?!
Dwyane Wade's your cousin?
Technically, he's my half-second-
cousin-in-law, twice removed, but, yeah.
Don't you see the resemblance?
Not really.
Well, I thought you knew.
Duh! Dez Wade.
They used to call me "d. Wade" when I
was a kid, but he stole it from me.
It's true.
I'm freaking!
You're my favorite n.B.A.
Player.
I never miss a heat game.
Since when are you
a basketball fan?
I'm not, but I'm a
Dwyane Wade fan.
He's so cute.
It's true.
I can't believe it.
Austin moon is
actually at my house.
You have no idea what
a huge fan I am.
Well, the shirt and the
doorbell gave us a decent idea.
Say "pancake!"
Pancake!
It's really cool
to chill with you.
I'm a really big fan too.
Listen, if you guys need anything,
bogues will take care of you.
Oh, I'll definitely
take care of them.
I'd fire that guy, but
I'm scared of him.
Listen, make yourself at home.
Mi casa es su casa.
Oh, you're bilingual too?
Yeah, I only know the
"mi casa" thing.
Hey, you guys wanna
play "disco explosion"?
- Yeah!
- "Disco explosion"?
That's my favorite dance game.
Oh, man, I left my red
disco boots at home.
Guess I'll just have to settle
for my orange disco boots.
Let's pick our avatars.
I get to be Austin.
I didn't know they made an
Austin moon avatar in this game.
Oh, they don't. I made it.
Nothing weird about that.
You guys ready?
You're going down.
Oh, it's on.
Oh, you're both going down.
Don't you think Dwyane seems
more than just a big fan?
It's like he's
obsessed with Austin.
You're right... Dwyane is cute.
That's not what I... forget it.
There's something a
little off here.
I'm gonna have a look around.
Well, while you're off solving the
case of the paranoid songwriter,
I'm gonna call Jace.
You really miss him, huh?
No, I'm gonna brag that I'm
at Dwyane Wade's house.
Trish, I'm so
excited you called.
Guess where I'm...
but I gotta go. Bye.
He just hung up on me.
I don't know what's
going on with us.
This is insane.
I know. We were cool
like a week ago.
No, look at this book.
"Austin in wonderland"?
Dwyane changed all these famous
books to make them about Austin.
"Austinberry finn."
"The austinback of notre dame"?
I don't think it's insane.
It's creative.
You're just blinded
by your crush.
I don't have a crush.
My heart belongs to
what's-his-face.
Jace?
Right, him.
Okay, let's go look around.
Whoo! I win again.
I still can't believe I'm
playing video games...
with Austin moon.
I still can't believe we played 37
games without taking a bathroom break.
Mr. d. Wade, it's time for
your phone interview.
I have a phone interview?
No. The famous d. Wade.
Aw, man. I gotta go.
Well, it was great
hanging out, cuz.
I guess we'll just grab Ally
and Trish and head out.
No no, you guys can't leave.
I got a whole night
of fun planned.
Listen, while you wait on me, bogues
can make your favorite snacks...
pancakes!
Ah, we don't wanna impose.
I mean, as much as I
do love pancakes...
With melted butter and
sweet sweet syrup...
okay, we'll impose.
So, remind me again how you're
related to Dwyane Wade.
My half-grandmother's second sister
married Dwyane's half-brother's
Uncle's third cousin. It
can't be any simpler.
Guys...
Dwyane has creepy Austin
stuff everywhere.
Check out this trophy I
found in the hallway.
It's for being the
number-one Austin moon fan.
Huh, I didn't know
they gave those out.
They don't. He made it himself.
There's nothing
creepy about that.
Here you are...
a stack of Austin moon pancakes.
Whoa!
Is that my face on those?
Okay, that's a little creepy.
Hey, look, I'm Austin.
Here is your fork.
I'll be right back with a knife.
So you can cut the pancakes.
Makes it easier to share.
Come on, I'm gonna show you
how obsessed Dwyane is.
Look, Dwyane changed all these book
titles, and put your name in them.
Really?
Yeah, see?
"Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Austin."
"Austin and Juliet."
Oh, a "can you find
Austin?" Book!
There he is.
There he is.
There...
- There he is.
- This is weird.
I mean, who would
take the time to...
Whoa!
He has a whole secret
shrine to you, Austin.
Uh, look, there's
photos and bobbleheads,
even an Austin
moon cuckoo clock.
I knew it! I told
you he's obsessed.
- Huh.
- Okay, I believe you now.
Yeah.
This whole thing is a little...
Cuckoo, cuckoo.
Yeah, what he said.
We gotta get out of here.
It's cool Dwyane's such a big fan,
but the longer we stay here...
The crazier it gets.
Dez, he's your cousin.
Why don't you just tell him
we're tired of hanging out?
'Cause then he'll get
upset and tell my mom.
Dwyane is a huge tattletale.
Let's just sneak out.
Oh.
I can't open the door.
It's jammed.
Where do you think you're going?
We're, uh, headed home.
It's getting late.
Oh, I don't think so.
Nobody leaves casa d. Wade...
Ever.
Follow my lead.
Hey, bogues.
Why don't we play a quick
game of hide-and-seek,
while we wait for
Dwyane to get back?
You're "it." Close your
eyes and we'll all hide.
Aw, why does he get to be "it"?
What?
Ohh...
Wait, what?
Bogues.
Count to 50, and
we'll all go hide.
Okay.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen,
fifteen, sixteen, seventeen...
Okay, you guys hide behind the counter,
and I'm gonna hide in the piano.
Is anyone gonna tell him we're not
actually playing hide-and-seek?
Not just yet.
Ow! Oh! Ow.
Okay, now we can tell him.
We only said we were playing
hide-and-seek to get away from Dwyane.
Oh.
Well, that didn't work.
Hey, cuz!
Hey, guys.
Hey, you left before I
could show you my song.
- Your song?
- Yeah.
I was hoping me and Austin could
perform it at his next gig.
You see, I've always
wanted to be a rock star.
I wanna be Austin moon.
Bam!
Look, it's cool you
wanna be me, Dwyane.
I mean, I wanna be you, but I'm
not asking the heat to put me in
the starting lineup
next weekend.
Unless you could make that happen!
Can you?
Mmm...
Nope.
Uh, look, Dwyane, we appreciate your
interest, but there's no way...
we can give you an answer
until we discuss it first.
Guys?
Look, there's no way he
can perform with me.
This concert's too big. I'm
streaming it live around the world.
This is the only way
to get rid of him.
Okay, first, not all of
us wanna get rid of him.
And second, what are
you talking about?
Dwyane gets obsessed with things,
but once he does them, he moves on.
Ah, when we were kids, he
wanted to be a fireman,
then he wanted to be an astronaut,
then a chef, then a ballerina.
Man, he did not look
good in a tutu.
So, if I sing his song and let him perform,
he'll stop being obsessed with me?
Yep.
Dwyane, you got yourself a deal.
Yes!
Wait, shouldn't you at
least hear the song
before you commit to performing
it in front of the whole world?
How bad could it be?
Did he really just rhyme "girl"
with "girl" eight times?
I think it was 12.
Let's just tell
Dwyane the truth.
His song is terrible and there's
no way Austin can sing it.
Why beat around the bush?
Perfect. So you're
gonna tell him?
Ho-ho, no.
I'll be hiding behind the bush.
I don't know what you guys are
making such a big deal about.
Just sing the song and
get it over with.
Yeah, it's not like you're
streaming your show
for all of your
international fans
and embarrassing yourself in
front of the whole world.
That's exactly what I'm doing.
Well, if we can't tell him the
truth and we can't sing the song,
then what other
choice do we have?
I guess we can try
and fix the song.
Why don't we invite Dwyane to an
emergency songwriting session?
Great idea! You can teach him
how to be a better songwriter.
What up?!
I have a better idea.
You know that new song
we just finished?
We'll trick Dwyane into
thinking he wrote it.
I still think we can
use Dwyane's song.
If you just change the word "girl"
to "Trish"... It's not so bad.
So, Dwyane, we love your song and
can't wait for Austin to perform it.
We just have a few
minor suggestions.
Less than minor. More
like mini suggestions.
Eee.
Cool. I'm down.
All right, why don't you
play us what you have now?
And we'll stop you if we have
any ideas for improvements.
Okay, we're gonna stop you.
So, it's a great start,
but what if instead of playing
all the way down there,
you played a little
more over here?
No.
No. No.
Um, just right here.
Perfect.
Okay, gonna stop you again.
What if instead of this...
we try this.
Whoa.
That's awesome.
Dwyane, you're a natural.
Look at what you just did.
I knew I had it in me.
Do you think my lyrics
will work with this?
Maybe they don't have to.
Excuse me.
So, when you wrote
"girl, you are my girl,"
what were you trying to express?
I think I was trying
to say to a girl...
That's she's my girl.
Interesting.
See, when we first heard "girl,"
we thought it was a
metaphor for a prize,
as something you'd
do anything to win.
Oh, yeah.
That too.
So, in that case, why
don't we try this?
Man!
I'm a better songwriter
than I thought.
It's amazing what a few
minor changes can do.
Ally, I can't watch
you pace anymore.
My neck is cramping.
I can't help it.
Austin moon fans all over the world
are gonna be seeing this performance,
and I don't know if
Dwyane can pull it off.
You children have
nothing to worry about.
I helped Dwyane with
his choreography.
Great.
Now I'm not worried at all.
Hey, everybody.
I'd like to give a shout-out to
my fans all around the world.
As a special treat, this first song
is written by n.B.A. Superstar,
Dwyane Wade.
That was awesome. You
killed it out there.
Austin, you were okay too.
Yeah, you were great, Dwyane.
Thanks.
But you still owe me.
I know I didn't write that song.
You and Ally tricked me.
Oh, no, you're never gonna
leave us alone now, are you?
It's all good.
Because of you, I got
to be a rock star.
Thanks, man.
You're welcome.
What up?!
You know the Austin
and Dez handshake?
It's mine. Dez stole it from me.
It's true.
What up?!
See you at Thanksgiving, cuz?
Don't be late.
He makes a mean
broccoli casserole.
Where'd you get all that stuff?
Isn't that from Dwyane's house?
Yeah, I found it in his trash.
Apparently, he's over you.
I told you letting him
perform would work.
He threw out everything?
Even the cuckoo clock?
Cuckoo...
Cuckoo, cuckoo...
I guess I'm back to being
your number-one fan.
This will fit perfectly in my
secret Austin Moon shrine.
That I don't have.
Oh, hey, Trish, Jace
got you a present.
A chair?
So romantic.
Hey, Jace. Got your gift.
Nothing says "sorry for blowing
you off" like a chair.
Trish, let me explain.
You think I want
some stupid chair?
This is the most...
amazing gift I've ever gotten!
Whoa!
So it's a massage chair
with a TV, and a cooler?!
Whoa.
Yeah, I wasn't blowing you off;
I was working extra hours,
so I could buy it for you.
It'll make up for not
always being there
for shoulder rubs,
movies and milkshakes.
Aww.
Thank you, Jace.
This is so sweet.
I'm sorry for ever doubting you.
Well, that's okay. Even
though we're apart,
we can always share these
special moments together.
I know in my heart
that what we have...
Shh! I'm trying to
watch a movie here.
Maybe I should do it again.
This show has gotta be perfect.
I'm streaming it live to
all my international fans.
Relax. You practiced each
song like 100 times.
I'm even getting tired
of hearing 'em.
And I wrote 'em.
Well, I don't care how many
times I hear those songs.
They still give me goose bumps.
No, wait. That's
a mosquito bite.
Or is it a freckle?
Oh, it's chocolate.
So, Trish, what did Jace think?
Well, either he cheered so hard his
face got stuck, or our my-taps froze.
Well, let me help.
Just go into settings, switch off the
wi-fi, configure your VPN... uh...
Hey, Trish!
Or you could just do that.
You sounded killer, Austin.
Thanks, man. I don't usually
let people watch me practice.
Oh, I hear you.
The last time I let Trish
watch me practice skating,
I broke my arm in three places.
So, Jace, what's going on?
We haven't talked all week.
Ah, sorry. I've just
been busy with work.
But, hey... we just shared
our first concert together.
Well, at least the part I saw.
Which was mostly Dez crying
through "I think about you."
Well, excuse me for
having a heart.
Come on, Austin.
Let's go check out those lights
I'm setting up for your concert.
Look, I know this whole
long-distance thing is hard,
but it's moments like these that
make me realize just how...
You froze again, didn't you?
Jace! Jace!
Jace!
Why can't I have a normal relationship
where we watch movies, share milkshakes
and give each other
shoulder rubs?
I'm sorry.
But, hey! I can give
you a shoulder rub.
Where does it hurt?
- Here?
- Ow!
Well, now it does.
Oh, I forgot to tell you guys...
my cousin Dwyane invited us
over to his house tomorrow.
He's a huge Austin moon fan.
I don't know. I really need
the time to rehearse more.
Come on! He's been begging
me forever to meet you.
He thinks I'm the
coolest guy ever.
Can you blame him?
Ow. Ow.
We should go, Austin.
You need a break, and
it could be fun.
Oh, yeah! Hanging out with a
guy who thinks Dez is cool.
Sounds like a blast.
Okay, fine, we'll go
for a little bit.
I do owe you for helping
me set up these lights.
Ah, great! Hey, I want to make sure
the spotlight hits you perfectly.
I'm not sure if you should
stand here or here.
Yeah, I think I should
stand way over there.
You know what... we
don't need spotlights.
Whoa!
Your cousin's house is nice.
Cool, his doorbell
plays "heartbeat"!
That's a little weird.
I told you, he's a big fan.
Welcome. I'm bogues,
Dwyane's assistant.
Enter at your own risk.
Seriously, I just
waxed the floors.
They're very slippery.
Whoa, this place is awesome.
Dwyane is in the great room.
Are you children
into video games?
Uh, does the average iceberg
weigh 200,000 tons?
It does.
Had to look it up for geology.
Dwyane, your guests
have arrived.
Austin, it is great to finally meet you.
I'm a big fan.
Dwyane Wade?!
Dwyane Wade's your cousin?
Technically, he's my half-second-
cousin-in-law, twice removed, but, yeah.
Don't you see the resemblance?
Not really.
Well, I thought you knew.
Duh! Dez Wade.
They used to call me "d. Wade" when I
was a kid, but he stole it from me.
It's true.
I'm freaking!
You're my favorite n.B.A.
Player.
I never miss a heat game.
Since when are you
a basketball fan?
I'm not, but I'm a
Dwyane Wade fan.
He's so cute.
It's true.
I can't believe it.
Austin moon is
actually at my house.
You have no idea what
a huge fan I am.
Well, the shirt and the
doorbell gave us a decent idea.
Say "pancake!"
Pancake!
It's really cool
to chill with you.
I'm a really big fan too.
Listen, if you guys need anything,
bogues will take care of you.
Oh, I'll definitely
take care of them.
I'd fire that guy, but
I'm scared of him.
Listen, make yourself at home.
Mi casa es su casa.
Oh, you're bilingual too?
Yeah, I only know the
"mi casa" thing.
Hey, you guys wanna
play "disco explosion"?
- Yeah!
- "Disco explosion"?
That's my favorite dance game.
Oh, man, I left my red
disco boots at home.
Guess I'll just have to settle
for my orange disco boots.
Let's pick our avatars.
I get to be Austin.
I didn't know they made an
Austin moon avatar in this game.
Oh, they don't. I made it.
Nothing weird about that.
You guys ready?
You're going down.
Oh, it's on.
Oh, you're both going down.
Don't you think Dwyane seems
more than just a big fan?
It's like he's
obsessed with Austin.
You're right... Dwyane is cute.
That's not what I... forget it.
There's something a
little off here.
I'm gonna have a look around.
Well, while you're off solving the
case of the paranoid songwriter,
I'm gonna call Jace.
You really miss him, huh?
No, I'm gonna brag that I'm
at Dwyane Wade's house.
Trish, I'm so
excited you called.
Guess where I'm...
but I gotta go. Bye.
He just hung up on me.
I don't know what's
going on with us.
This is insane.
I know. We were cool
like a week ago.
No, look at this book.
"Austin in wonderland"?
Dwyane changed all these famous
books to make them about Austin.
"Austinberry finn."
"The austinback of notre dame"?
I don't think it's insane.
It's creative.
You're just blinded
by your crush.
I don't have a crush.
My heart belongs to
what's-his-face.
Jace?
Right, him.
Okay, let's go look around.
Whoo! I win again.
I still can't believe I'm
playing video games...
with Austin moon.
I still can't believe we played 37
games without taking a bathroom break.
Mr. d. Wade, it's time for
your phone interview.
I have a phone interview?
No. The famous d. Wade.
Aw, man. I gotta go.
Well, it was great
hanging out, cuz.
I guess we'll just grab Ally
and Trish and head out.
No no, you guys can't leave.
I got a whole night
of fun planned.
Listen, while you wait on me, bogues
can make your favorite snacks...
pancakes!
Ah, we don't wanna impose.
I mean, as much as I
do love pancakes...
With melted butter and
sweet sweet syrup...
okay, we'll impose.
So, remind me again how you're
related to Dwyane Wade.
My half-grandmother's second sister
married Dwyane's half-brother's
Uncle's third cousin. It
can't be any simpler.
Guys...
Dwyane has creepy Austin
stuff everywhere.
Check out this trophy I
found in the hallway.
It's for being the
number-one Austin moon fan.
Huh, I didn't know
they gave those out.
They don't. He made it himself.
There's nothing
creepy about that.
Here you are...
a stack of Austin moon pancakes.
Whoa!
Is that my face on those?
Okay, that's a little creepy.
Hey, look, I'm Austin.
Here is your fork.
I'll be right back with a knife.
So you can cut the pancakes.
Makes it easier to share.
Come on, I'm gonna show you
how obsessed Dwyane is.
Look, Dwyane changed all these book
titles, and put your name in them.
Really?
Yeah, see?
"Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Austin."
"Austin and Juliet."
Oh, a "can you find
Austin?" Book!
There he is.
There he is.
There...
- There he is.
- This is weird.
I mean, who would
take the time to...
Whoa!
He has a whole secret
shrine to you, Austin.
Uh, look, there's
photos and bobbleheads,
even an Austin
moon cuckoo clock.
I knew it! I told
you he's obsessed.
- Huh.
- Okay, I believe you now.
Yeah.
This whole thing is a little...
Cuckoo, cuckoo.
Yeah, what he said.
We gotta get out of here.
It's cool Dwyane's such a big fan,
but the longer we stay here...
The crazier it gets.
Dez, he's your cousin.
Why don't you just tell him
we're tired of hanging out?
'Cause then he'll get
upset and tell my mom.
Dwyane is a huge tattletale.
Let's just sneak out.
Oh.
I can't open the door.
It's jammed.
Where do you think you're going?
We're, uh, headed home.
It's getting late.
Oh, I don't think so.
Nobody leaves casa d. Wade...
Ever.
Follow my lead.
Hey, bogues.
Why don't we play a quick
game of hide-and-seek,
while we wait for
Dwyane to get back?
You're "it." Close your
eyes and we'll all hide.
Aw, why does he get to be "it"?
What?
Ohh...
Wait, what?
Bogues.
Count to 50, and
we'll all go hide.
Okay.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen,
fifteen, sixteen, seventeen...
Okay, you guys hide behind the counter,
and I'm gonna hide in the piano.
Is anyone gonna tell him we're not
actually playing hide-and-seek?
Not just yet.
Ow! Oh! Ow.
Okay, now we can tell him.
We only said we were playing
hide-and-seek to get away from Dwyane.
Oh.
Well, that didn't work.
Hey, cuz!
Hey, guys.
Hey, you left before I
could show you my song.
- Your song?
- Yeah.
I was hoping me and Austin could
perform it at his next gig.
You see, I've always
wanted to be a rock star.
I wanna be Austin moon.
Bam!
Look, it's cool you
wanna be me, Dwyane.
I mean, I wanna be you, but I'm
not asking the heat to put me in
the starting lineup
next weekend.
Unless you could make that happen!
Can you?
Mmm...
Nope.
Uh, look, Dwyane, we appreciate your
interest, but there's no way...
we can give you an answer
until we discuss it first.
Guys?
Look, there's no way he
can perform with me.
This concert's too big. I'm
streaming it live around the world.
This is the only way
to get rid of him.
Okay, first, not all of
us wanna get rid of him.
And second, what are
you talking about?
Dwyane gets obsessed with things,
but once he does them, he moves on.
Ah, when we were kids, he
wanted to be a fireman,
then he wanted to be an astronaut,
then a chef, then a ballerina.
Man, he did not look
good in a tutu.
So, if I sing his song and let him perform,
he'll stop being obsessed with me?
Yep.
Dwyane, you got yourself a deal.
Yes!
Wait, shouldn't you at
least hear the song
before you commit to performing
it in front of the whole world?
How bad could it be?
Did he really just rhyme "girl"
with "girl" eight times?
I think it was 12.
Let's just tell
Dwyane the truth.
His song is terrible and there's
no way Austin can sing it.
Why beat around the bush?
Perfect. So you're
gonna tell him?
Ho-ho, no.
I'll be hiding behind the bush.
I don't know what you guys are
making such a big deal about.
Just sing the song and
get it over with.
Yeah, it's not like you're
streaming your show
for all of your
international fans
and embarrassing yourself in
front of the whole world.
That's exactly what I'm doing.
Well, if we can't tell him the
truth and we can't sing the song,
then what other
choice do we have?
I guess we can try
and fix the song.
Why don't we invite Dwyane to an
emergency songwriting session?
Great idea! You can teach him
how to be a better songwriter.
What up?!
I have a better idea.
You know that new song
we just finished?
We'll trick Dwyane into
thinking he wrote it.
I still think we can
use Dwyane's song.
If you just change the word "girl"
to "Trish"... It's not so bad.
So, Dwyane, we love your song and
can't wait for Austin to perform it.
We just have a few
minor suggestions.
Less than minor. More
like mini suggestions.
Eee.
Cool. I'm down.
All right, why don't you
play us what you have now?
And we'll stop you if we have
any ideas for improvements.
Okay, we're gonna stop you.
So, it's a great start,
but what if instead of playing
all the way down there,
you played a little
more over here?
No.
No. No.
Um, just right here.
Perfect.
Okay, gonna stop you again.
What if instead of this...
we try this.
Whoa.
That's awesome.
Dwyane, you're a natural.
Look at what you just did.
I knew I had it in me.
Do you think my lyrics
will work with this?
Maybe they don't have to.
Excuse me.
So, when you wrote
"girl, you are my girl,"
what were you trying to express?
I think I was trying
to say to a girl...
That's she's my girl.
Interesting.
See, when we first heard "girl,"
we thought it was a
metaphor for a prize,
as something you'd
do anything to win.
Oh, yeah.
That too.
So, in that case, why
don't we try this?
Man!
I'm a better songwriter
than I thought.
It's amazing what a few
minor changes can do.
Ally, I can't watch
you pace anymore.
My neck is cramping.
I can't help it.
Austin moon fans all over the world
are gonna be seeing this performance,
and I don't know if
Dwyane can pull it off.
You children have
nothing to worry about.
I helped Dwyane with
his choreography.
Great.
Now I'm not worried at all.
Hey, everybody.
I'd like to give a shout-out to
my fans all around the world.
As a special treat, this first song
is written by n.B.A. Superstar,
Dwyane Wade.
That was awesome. You
killed it out there.
Austin, you were okay too.
Yeah, you were great, Dwyane.
Thanks.
But you still owe me.
I know I didn't write that song.
You and Ally tricked me.
Oh, no, you're never gonna
leave us alone now, are you?
It's all good.
Because of you, I got
to be a rock star.
Thanks, man.
You're welcome.
What up?!
You know the Austin
and Dez handshake?
It's mine. Dez stole it from me.
It's true.
What up?!
See you at Thanksgiving, cuz?
Don't be late.
He makes a mean
broccoli casserole.
Where'd you get all that stuff?
Isn't that from Dwyane's house?
Yeah, I found it in his trash.
Apparently, he's over you.
I told you letting him
perform would work.
He threw out everything?
Even the cuckoo clock?
Cuckoo...
Cuckoo, cuckoo...
I guess I'm back to being
your number-one fan.
This will fit perfectly in my
secret Austin Moon shrine.
That I don't have.
Oh, hey, Trish, Jace
got you a present.
A chair?
So romantic.
Hey, Jace. Got your gift.
Nothing says "sorry for blowing
you off" like a chair.
Trish, let me explain.
You think I want
some stupid chair?
This is the most...
amazing gift I've ever gotten!
Whoa!
So it's a massage chair
with a TV, and a cooler?!
Whoa.
Yeah, I wasn't blowing you off;
I was working extra hours,
so I could buy it for you.
It'll make up for not
always being there
for shoulder rubs,
movies and milkshakes.
Aww.
Thank you, Jace.
This is so sweet.
I'm sorry for ever doubting you.
Well, that's okay. Even
though we're apart,
we can always share these
special moments together.
I know in my heart
that what we have...
Shh! I'm trying to
watch a movie here.