McGee and Me! (1989–1992): Season 2, Episode 2 - The Blunder Years - full transcript
(intense music)
(rock music)
(upbeat music)
- (chuckles) Hey, that tickles.
Watch where you're
sticking that pencil.
Hey, hold the phone.
Nick, whatcha doing?
Talk about losing your head.
Hey, that is not me.
Okay, stop kidding around.
Oh, ow, no, not the hair, no!
What is this?
I look like a, like
a game show host.
- Lighten up, McGee.
We're in junior high now.
Gotta get a new look,
make a statement, be hip.
- Hip, schmip, I got Elvis hair.
Change it back.
- Okay.
- What's getting into you, kid?
- What're you talking about?
- Ever since you
started hanging around
with that Rex guy at school,
you've been acting different.
- That's because Rex Rogers,
who happens to be the coolest
guy at Eastfield Junior High,
is gonna show me what's cool.
In fact, he's coming
over in a few.
- In a few what?
- A few, you know, minutes.
- If you ask me,
old Rex is a little too
cool for his own good.
(McGee screams)
- All I know is if you wanna
be someone in junior high
you've gotta be like Rex Rogers.
(door thuds)
(upbeat music)
- Dude, how's the blow-dryer?
- Hey, Rexster,
styling big time.
- Cool, hey, what's
with all this kid junk?
This place looks like
Mr. Rogers Neighborhood.
Doodles,
very uncool Nick.
- [McGee] (scoffs) Who's
he calling a doodle?
- Huh, men judge by
the outward appearance,
cool.
- What, let me see that.
Men judge by the
outward appearance,
but the Lord looks at a man's
thoughts and intentions.
(chuckles) That rooster
missed the whole point.
- Oh, I was just boxing
up all this old stuff
for the, you know, the dump.
- Hey, Nick, Nick,
your Junior Ranger
magazine came in the mail.
I hope you don't mind
I cut the recipe for
the raccoon cookies.
- You know, I hate
to see you rush out,
but uh, I think it's time for
your four o'clock feeding.
- [Jamie] (gasps) But.
- [Nick] What a drag.
- Yeah, totally juvenile.
(guitar chord)
- Why don't we study for
that U.S. history test?
- Hey, bag the books, dude.
What's to study?
Christopher Columbus checked
this place out, now we're here.
- Well, we could comb our hair.
- Excellent, you're
catching on, dude.
(upbeat music)
- [Mom] Nick, Rex, dinner!
- [Nick] I guess this
will have to wait.
(upbeat music)
- [Mom] Hi, hon.
- Sarah, Sarah, did you
ask the other players?
- No, Jamie, you can't be
our tennis team mascot.
Anyway, why would you wanna
be a mascot for a team
that has exactly zero
wins this century?
- Oh, lost again, huh?
- I'll say, I don't know
why they call it love
when you don't score any points.
It's more like
total humiliation.
- [Rex] Hey, Mrs. M.
- Hi, Rex.
- Hey, Mom, we're
ready to do dinner.
- Well, I'm almost through
doing chicken, then we can eat.
- So, Sarah, it's
only like 18 months
before I hit the freshman class.
Maybe you and me can
get together sometime,
make some memories.
- Sure, Rex, should I
pick you up at your house,
or would you rather have
your mommy drop you off here?
- Hey, excellent.
- Okay, let's eat.
- Hey, BBQ yard
bird, I'm stoked.
(Nick laughs)
- What?
- He's excited
about the chicken.
- Oh, stoked.
- Hi, everybody.
- [Mom] Oh, hi, hon.
- Hi, Dad.
- Just in time.
- Sorry, I got a late
call at the office,
but it was worth it.
- Oh.
- Ah, nothing like a great meal
to celebrate a
little great news.
- Great news?
- Patience, let's
give thanks first.
For this meal and the
hands that made it,
we thank you, Lord.
Bless our home and
our friend Rex, amen.
- Amen.
So, David.
- [David] Hmm?
- The news.
- Well, Nick's
principal, Mrs. Pryce,
called me about next weeks 25th
annual Battle of the Bands.
- The Endless Summer.
It's suppose to be like
the most awesome battle
the school has ever had.
Tell me you're
not the chaperone.
- Even better, you
see, 25 years ago,
when your mom and I were
eighth graders at Eastfield,
the first Battle of
the Bands was our idea.
- [Mom] Mm hmm.
- That's prehistoric, dude.
- The good news is
they've asked us
to come back and
host this battle.
(Mom squeals)
- You're, you're hosting?
- That's right.
This year's Battle of the Bands
is going to be a
Martin family affair.
- Oh, oh, Nick, oh,
aren't you just stoked
- This is starting to sound
like the endless bummer.
(guitar chord)
(upbeat music)
- [McGee] Dad's new
was like a gnarly wave
breaking right on
your head, yow.
The Captain Slick
and sidekick Nick
still think they're the
sharpest fins in the pipeline.
Whoa, cowabunga!
- What about one of these?
- Dude, you gotta stop
shopping at geeks are us.
There's not one
designer label in there.
- Well, well yeah,
but that's all I--
- Look, Nick, it's like this.
Life is like one
big amusement park.
Now, the cool people,
they're on the inside
having a cas time.
Now, the uncool people,
they're on the outside
trying to buy a ticket in.
Take a guess where
you get your tickets?
- I don't know.
- Junior high, dude.
That's where your future begins.
That's where you either get
your ticket in like me, or?
- You're left out?
- Exactly, but don't
worry about it.
I'm here to save
you from geekdom.
We may just need to go malling.
- [Nick] Huh?
- Go to the mall,
but something's still missing.
I got it.
(upbeat music)
They're yours, bro.
(upbeat jazz music)
I always keep a spare.
- Totally non-geeky.
- Totally cool,
definitely in.
- [Nick] Thanks to Rex,
the next day at school
I was a new Nick.
100% radically cool.
Unfortunately, the old Nick
caught up with me
in about 10 seconds.
- Nick,
wait up!
Wanna go to the
computer show Saturday?
- [Nick] Uh, no thanks.
- I heard they got some
really cool anti-viruses.
- Look, I'm not really
into computers anymore.
I'll catch you later, dude.
- Dude?
- Looking buff,
dude, nice kicks.
- Thanks, dude,
they're real leather.
- What other kind are there?
Babs Jenkins, meet my
newest friend, Nick Martin.
- Do I, like, know you?
- Well, actually, I sit
near you in Spanish.
- Oh, I hadn't noticed,
wow.
- Hey, Philip, why is Nick
hanging out with Ken and Barbie?
- Got me.
- When did he start
wearing black?
He looks like Batman.
- Hey,
what's up with Martin?
- That's what we'd like to know.
Oh, hi, Derrick.
- Hey, Nick's not so bad.
- So, Nick, you gonna
bag that nimrod squad
you usually hang with and go
to the battle with us, right?
- Really, yeah, sure.
- Righteous, dude.
Hard to believe, huh?
Not too many kids can say
they hang out with me.
Later, Nickster.
- Yeah, yeah, later.
(bell ringing)
- [McGee] By the time
school was letting out,
everyone just about had
it with the Nickster.
- So, Nick, what's
with the new look?
- Well, what's wrong with it?
Is it too cool for you?
- No, it's fine,
it's just different.
- Well, I wouldn't
expect you to like it.
- Sorry.
- [Jordan] Yo Nick, yo Renee.
- Hey.
- Hey, Jordan.
- Hey, man, ever since you
showed me that new 3-D thing,
my drawings are popping.
In fact, I'm thinking about
having a double career.
Star NFL quarterback, and
computer graphics genius.
- Yeah, Jordan.
- So, Renee, uh,
you guys talked about The
Battle of the Bands yet?
You all going together, or what?
- Sounds great to me.
Hey, how about you, Nick?
- [Nick] No, thanks.
- Dude, this is Jessica.
She's gonna go to
the battle with us.
- Cool.
- What're we slumming
around here for?
Let's go get
ourselves some sodas.
- Great.
- Listen, Nickster,
a little advice.
When you're cool, everybody
else is just a wannabe.
Very uncool to hang
out with the wannabes.
- Wannabe?
- Wannabe what?
- [McGee] Personally,
I'd like to lock old
Rexy in a little room,
and throw away the room,
but I've got a more
important mission right now.
Operation save
Nick from himself.
- A little toothpaste and bleach
will take that stain
right out, honey.
Come on, slip off your shirt,
and I'll take care
of it for you.
- I'm taking care
of it myself, Mom.
- Well, okay.
Oh, Nick, guess what?
Your dad doesn't know it yet,
but I'm getting out
his old saxophone,
and he's going to be asked
to play a little jam session
at The Battle of the Bands.
Oh, won't that be cool?
- Great, like being hit in
the head with a glacier.
Good job, Nick, may as well
have drooled on yourself.
- That's only a
plain, white T-shirt,
commonly known as underwear.
- McGee, this is the
only cool shirt I have.
- What about the
other one that says,
cartoons are our friends?
- Get real, McGee,
it might as well say,
I'm a geek and proud of it.
- [McGee] You used
to love that shirt.
- Yeah, well, that was before.
- You mean before you got cool.
- Well, yeah.
- Kid, you're outta control.
That hair for brains has
made you somebody else.
You're bagging on your family
and all your friends too.
- Well, hang it up, McGee.
Whoever gave you the right
to tell me what to do?
- Well, I'm your best friend.
- I'm not so sure
of that anymore.
- Draw me some Q-tips.
I thought I heard you say
we're not friends anymore.
- You did, Rex was right.
Drawing cartoons are
uncool for a guy my age.
(McGee gasps)
Cartoons are for kids.
- Say it ain't so, kid.
Say it ain't so.
- Just go away!
All right, leave
me alone, McGee.
(melancholy music)
Now that I cleaned
all the kids stuff
out of my room and my life,
I'm awesomely cool.
Of course, my parents,
that's a different story.
- How do we look, Nick?
(Mom and Dad laughing)
- This is a joke, right?
You guys aren't gonna
go like that, are you?
Nobody's wearing costumes.
- Of course we are.
Your principal thought
it would be fun,
if we dressed up in a 60s look.
- Well, yeah, but
couldn't you guys
just wear a peace
sign or something?
- What's the matter, Nick,
don't wanna be seen with
half The Mamas & the Papas?
(Dad and Mom laughing)
- Ah, now that you
mention it, Dad,
I'm gonna walk with my friends.
- Nick, I thought
we'd go as a family.
- Mom, I see you
guys all the time.
I'd just rather go
with my friends.
- We understand that, son,
but we just assumed
that tonight,
since your mom and I have
been asked to be hosts.
- That's another thing.
Why does everybody have
to make such a big deal
of this 25 year thing anyway?
Come Monday, every kid in school
is gonna be laughing at me,
and saying there goes Nick,
son of the world's oldest
living teeny-boppers.
- Are you embarrassed
by us, son?
- It's just not cool to
have your parents show up
at the biggest
event of the year.
It's the ultimate humiliation.
- We always said
there's some choices
we have to let you
make on your own.
If you don't wanna go with us,
I guess that's up to you.
We'll try to stay out
of your way tonight.
(melancholy music)
(light jazz music)
- Rex, you are
like, so tre-cool.
- Hey, dude, when
are we going in?
- Hey, chill dude.
We'll get around to it.
Meanwhile, there's only
one thing I wanna do.
- What's that?
- Be seen, bud, be seen.
That's what makes life cool.
- Right.
- Hi, Nick.
- Like, who was that,
Little Miss Muffet?
- A friend.
- No, you mean former
friend, don't you?
Hey, watch this.
(upbeat music)
(girls giggling)
(upbeat music)
(Rex laughing)
- Come on, Rex, let's go.
I spent like a whole month's
allowance on this outfit,
and I wanna show it off.
- That's cool, come on.
No, not that way, dude.
That's the entrance for people
who have to buy tickets.
- Don't we have to buy tickets?
- No way, bro, you're
with me, remember.
- [Nick] Yeah, cool.
- Testing, testing, ah.
In a few minutes we'll
be ready to start our
Endless Summer
Battle of the Bands,
and I guarantee you it
will be very groovy.
(audience cheering
and applauding)
- Did you see what Sherry
Natalie is wearing?
Don't you just wanna gag?
- (chuckles) Check
out the neanderthals.
Can't we go mingle, Rex?
- Not if you wanna be cool.
See, if you wanna be cool,
you gotta find
someplace like this,
and let the minglers
come to you.
If you wanna be seen, you
gotta stand out in a crowd.
- Rex, you mind if I have a
little talk with the squid?
- Yeah, sure Derrick.
- In private.
- Yeah, yeah, sure.
- What're you doing hanging out
with that loser for, Martin?
- Loser, he's the most
popular kid in school.
When I hang with
him, I'm popular too.
- Popular, man?
I thought you knew
what was important.
- I do.
- You did, but I'm
not sure anymore.
Look, just be who you are, man.
These things don't fit you.
(melancholy music)
(horn blowing)
- Thanks guys, and thanks
to all our helpers tonight.
Oh, are you groovy guys and
gals hip for our big battle?
(audience cheering
and applauding)
Okay, then it's my pleasure
to introduce two former
Eastfield students,
who 25 years ago tonight,
started our very first
Battle of the Bands.
Those very special people
went on to become
husband and wife,
and their back with us
to host tonight's battle.
Please, put your hands together,
and welcome David
and Elizabeth Martin.
(audience cheering
and applauding)
- Thank you all very much.
You know, Mrs. Pryce,
25 years hasn't changed
this place all that much.
- No.
- The drinking fountain
still doesn't work.
(audience laughing)
It's a great honor for Elizabeth
and me to be here tonight.
In a few moments
we're gonna introduce
some of the most
talented, young musicians
in all of Eastfield.
Four bands in all, each
doing a 15 minute set,
but before we do that,
as one Eastfield
Eagle to another,
I'd like to offer each of
you a special challenge.
This is one of the most
important times in your life.
A lot of what's going to
happen to you later on
is going to start right
here in junior high,
so get a good start.
Believe in yourself,
your family,
friends who really
care about you,
and above all,
understand who you are,
and what you believe
in, here inside,
be yourself,
and uh, now, we'll step aside
and let the battle begin.
Starting with the moldy oldy
that opened the first battle.
Take it away, The Armadillos.
- Ah, hold on a second.
David, you're gonna either
love me or hate me for this,
but will you do us the honor
of blowing a little
riff in the first song,
just like you did 25 years ago?
(audience cheering
and applauding)
- Um, okay (chuckles).
Um, you guys ready?
- Yes.
- Let's do it.
(upbeat saxophone music)
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
(upbeat saxophone music)
♪ Come on everybody
♪ I've been wanting you boy
♪ You walk on down the street
♪ Well, you're so
sure of yourself ♪
♪ Looking past
everyone you meet ♪
♪ We were friends,
so you said to me ♪
♪ But now you treat
me like an enemy ♪
♪ Tell me, what
have I done to you ♪
♪ To make you wanna
treat me so cruel ♪
♪ Well, tell me, who
do you think you are ♪
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Hey, you're not so cool
♪ Nobody wears sunglasses
to math anyway, yeah ♪
♪ Just how long do you think
♪ That you can pretend
♪ To be someone you're not
♪ Before your world caves in
♪ We were friends,
so you said to me ♪
♪ But now you treat
me like an enemy ♪
♪ Tell me, what
have I done to you ♪
♪ To make you wanna
treat me so cruel ♪
♪ Tell me, who do
you think you are ♪
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
- Oh, hey, dude.
Your dad blows a pretty
mean phone for a fossil.
- Yeah, he is pretty
good, isn't he?
- Hey listen, the three
of us were thinking about
sneaking into the
flicks later on tonight.
What do you say?
- Look, Rex, thanks for
inviting me and all,
but I don't think so,
and one more thing,
I don't see too
well with these on.
- Way to go, Martin.
(horn blowing)
- You know, kid, I missed ya.
- McGee, you're back.
- Yeah, I figured you
might still need me around.
You know, Nick, I think
you got it all wrong.
Cars are what's truly cool.
385, dual cams, overdrive.
Watch this!
(car engine roaring)
- McGee, what're you doing?
- Peeling rubber!
(car engine roaring)
Whoa, mama!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Nicholas, I asked
not to be seen!
Look out, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, yahoo!
- Hey, dudes, I mean,
I mean, hi guys.
Do you mind if I hang with you?
(Jordan scoffs)
Guys.
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Come on, tell me
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Cool huh, well, you're not
as cool as you think you are ♪
(upbeat saxophone music)
(audience cheering
and applauding)
- I guess Dad was right.
I think I'm finding
out that true friends
think you're really
cool just like you are,
and you know,
there's something incredibly
awesome about that.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat saxophone music)
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Come on everybody
♪ I've been wanting you, boy
♪ You walk on down the street
♪ Well, you're so
sure of yourself ♪
♪ Looking past
everyone you meet ♪
♪ We were friends,
so you said to me ♪
♪ But now you treat
me like an enemy ♪
♪ Tell me what have
I done to you ♪
♪ To make you wanna
treat me so cruel ♪
♪ Well, tell me
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Hey, you're not so cool
♪ Nobody wears sunglasses
to math anyway, yeah ♪
♪ Just how long do you think
♪ That you can pretend
♪ To be someone you're not
♪ Before your world caves in
♪ We were friends,
so you said to me ♪
♪ But now you treat
me like an enemy ♪
♪ Tell me what have
I done to you ♪
♪ To make you wanna
treat me so cruel ♪
♪ Tell me, who do
you think you are ♪
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
(upbeat saxophone music)
(audience cheering
and applauding)
(rock music)
(upbeat music)
- (chuckles) Hey, that tickles.
Watch where you're
sticking that pencil.
Hey, hold the phone.
Nick, whatcha doing?
Talk about losing your head.
Hey, that is not me.
Okay, stop kidding around.
Oh, ow, no, not the hair, no!
What is this?
I look like a, like
a game show host.
- Lighten up, McGee.
We're in junior high now.
Gotta get a new look,
make a statement, be hip.
- Hip, schmip, I got Elvis hair.
Change it back.
- Okay.
- What's getting into you, kid?
- What're you talking about?
- Ever since you
started hanging around
with that Rex guy at school,
you've been acting different.
- That's because Rex Rogers,
who happens to be the coolest
guy at Eastfield Junior High,
is gonna show me what's cool.
In fact, he's coming
over in a few.
- In a few what?
- A few, you know, minutes.
- If you ask me,
old Rex is a little too
cool for his own good.
(McGee screams)
- All I know is if you wanna
be someone in junior high
you've gotta be like Rex Rogers.
(door thuds)
(upbeat music)
- Dude, how's the blow-dryer?
- Hey, Rexster,
styling big time.
- Cool, hey, what's
with all this kid junk?
This place looks like
Mr. Rogers Neighborhood.
Doodles,
very uncool Nick.
- [McGee] (scoffs) Who's
he calling a doodle?
- Huh, men judge by
the outward appearance,
cool.
- What, let me see that.
Men judge by the
outward appearance,
but the Lord looks at a man's
thoughts and intentions.
(chuckles) That rooster
missed the whole point.
- Oh, I was just boxing
up all this old stuff
for the, you know, the dump.
- Hey, Nick, Nick,
your Junior Ranger
magazine came in the mail.
I hope you don't mind
I cut the recipe for
the raccoon cookies.
- You know, I hate
to see you rush out,
but uh, I think it's time for
your four o'clock feeding.
- [Jamie] (gasps) But.
- [Nick] What a drag.
- Yeah, totally juvenile.
(guitar chord)
- Why don't we study for
that U.S. history test?
- Hey, bag the books, dude.
What's to study?
Christopher Columbus checked
this place out, now we're here.
- Well, we could comb our hair.
- Excellent, you're
catching on, dude.
(upbeat music)
- [Mom] Nick, Rex, dinner!
- [Nick] I guess this
will have to wait.
(upbeat music)
- [Mom] Hi, hon.
- Sarah, Sarah, did you
ask the other players?
- No, Jamie, you can't be
our tennis team mascot.
Anyway, why would you wanna
be a mascot for a team
that has exactly zero
wins this century?
- Oh, lost again, huh?
- I'll say, I don't know
why they call it love
when you don't score any points.
It's more like
total humiliation.
- [Rex] Hey, Mrs. M.
- Hi, Rex.
- Hey, Mom, we're
ready to do dinner.
- Well, I'm almost through
doing chicken, then we can eat.
- So, Sarah, it's
only like 18 months
before I hit the freshman class.
Maybe you and me can
get together sometime,
make some memories.
- Sure, Rex, should I
pick you up at your house,
or would you rather have
your mommy drop you off here?
- Hey, excellent.
- Okay, let's eat.
- Hey, BBQ yard
bird, I'm stoked.
(Nick laughs)
- What?
- He's excited
about the chicken.
- Oh, stoked.
- Hi, everybody.
- [Mom] Oh, hi, hon.
- Hi, Dad.
- Just in time.
- Sorry, I got a late
call at the office,
but it was worth it.
- Oh.
- Ah, nothing like a great meal
to celebrate a
little great news.
- Great news?
- Patience, let's
give thanks first.
For this meal and the
hands that made it,
we thank you, Lord.
Bless our home and
our friend Rex, amen.
- Amen.
So, David.
- [David] Hmm?
- The news.
- Well, Nick's
principal, Mrs. Pryce,
called me about next weeks 25th
annual Battle of the Bands.
- The Endless Summer.
It's suppose to be like
the most awesome battle
the school has ever had.
Tell me you're
not the chaperone.
- Even better, you
see, 25 years ago,
when your mom and I were
eighth graders at Eastfield,
the first Battle of
the Bands was our idea.
- [Mom] Mm hmm.
- That's prehistoric, dude.
- The good news is
they've asked us
to come back and
host this battle.
(Mom squeals)
- You're, you're hosting?
- That's right.
This year's Battle of the Bands
is going to be a
Martin family affair.
- Oh, oh, Nick, oh,
aren't you just stoked
- This is starting to sound
like the endless bummer.
(guitar chord)
(upbeat music)
- [McGee] Dad's new
was like a gnarly wave
breaking right on
your head, yow.
The Captain Slick
and sidekick Nick
still think they're the
sharpest fins in the pipeline.
Whoa, cowabunga!
- What about one of these?
- Dude, you gotta stop
shopping at geeks are us.
There's not one
designer label in there.
- Well, well yeah,
but that's all I--
- Look, Nick, it's like this.
Life is like one
big amusement park.
Now, the cool people,
they're on the inside
having a cas time.
Now, the uncool people,
they're on the outside
trying to buy a ticket in.
Take a guess where
you get your tickets?
- I don't know.
- Junior high, dude.
That's where your future begins.
That's where you either get
your ticket in like me, or?
- You're left out?
- Exactly, but don't
worry about it.
I'm here to save
you from geekdom.
We may just need to go malling.
- [Nick] Huh?
- Go to the mall,
but something's still missing.
I got it.
(upbeat music)
They're yours, bro.
(upbeat jazz music)
I always keep a spare.
- Totally non-geeky.
- Totally cool,
definitely in.
- [Nick] Thanks to Rex,
the next day at school
I was a new Nick.
100% radically cool.
Unfortunately, the old Nick
caught up with me
in about 10 seconds.
- Nick,
wait up!
Wanna go to the
computer show Saturday?
- [Nick] Uh, no thanks.
- I heard they got some
really cool anti-viruses.
- Look, I'm not really
into computers anymore.
I'll catch you later, dude.
- Dude?
- Looking buff,
dude, nice kicks.
- Thanks, dude,
they're real leather.
- What other kind are there?
Babs Jenkins, meet my
newest friend, Nick Martin.
- Do I, like, know you?
- Well, actually, I sit
near you in Spanish.
- Oh, I hadn't noticed,
wow.
- Hey, Philip, why is Nick
hanging out with Ken and Barbie?
- Got me.
- When did he start
wearing black?
He looks like Batman.
- Hey,
what's up with Martin?
- That's what we'd like to know.
Oh, hi, Derrick.
- Hey, Nick's not so bad.
- So, Nick, you gonna
bag that nimrod squad
you usually hang with and go
to the battle with us, right?
- Really, yeah, sure.
- Righteous, dude.
Hard to believe, huh?
Not too many kids can say
they hang out with me.
Later, Nickster.
- Yeah, yeah, later.
(bell ringing)
- [McGee] By the time
school was letting out,
everyone just about had
it with the Nickster.
- So, Nick, what's
with the new look?
- Well, what's wrong with it?
Is it too cool for you?
- No, it's fine,
it's just different.
- Well, I wouldn't
expect you to like it.
- Sorry.
- [Jordan] Yo Nick, yo Renee.
- Hey.
- Hey, Jordan.
- Hey, man, ever since you
showed me that new 3-D thing,
my drawings are popping.
In fact, I'm thinking about
having a double career.
Star NFL quarterback, and
computer graphics genius.
- Yeah, Jordan.
- So, Renee, uh,
you guys talked about The
Battle of the Bands yet?
You all going together, or what?
- Sounds great to me.
Hey, how about you, Nick?
- [Nick] No, thanks.
- Dude, this is Jessica.
She's gonna go to
the battle with us.
- Cool.
- What're we slumming
around here for?
Let's go get
ourselves some sodas.
- Great.
- Listen, Nickster,
a little advice.
When you're cool, everybody
else is just a wannabe.
Very uncool to hang
out with the wannabes.
- Wannabe?
- Wannabe what?
- [McGee] Personally,
I'd like to lock old
Rexy in a little room,
and throw away the room,
but I've got a more
important mission right now.
Operation save
Nick from himself.
- A little toothpaste and bleach
will take that stain
right out, honey.
Come on, slip off your shirt,
and I'll take care
of it for you.
- I'm taking care
of it myself, Mom.
- Well, okay.
Oh, Nick, guess what?
Your dad doesn't know it yet,
but I'm getting out
his old saxophone,
and he's going to be asked
to play a little jam session
at The Battle of the Bands.
Oh, won't that be cool?
- Great, like being hit in
the head with a glacier.
Good job, Nick, may as well
have drooled on yourself.
- That's only a
plain, white T-shirt,
commonly known as underwear.
- McGee, this is the
only cool shirt I have.
- What about the
other one that says,
cartoons are our friends?
- Get real, McGee,
it might as well say,
I'm a geek and proud of it.
- [McGee] You used
to love that shirt.
- Yeah, well, that was before.
- You mean before you got cool.
- Well, yeah.
- Kid, you're outta control.
That hair for brains has
made you somebody else.
You're bagging on your family
and all your friends too.
- Well, hang it up, McGee.
Whoever gave you the right
to tell me what to do?
- Well, I'm your best friend.
- I'm not so sure
of that anymore.
- Draw me some Q-tips.
I thought I heard you say
we're not friends anymore.
- You did, Rex was right.
Drawing cartoons are
uncool for a guy my age.
(McGee gasps)
Cartoons are for kids.
- Say it ain't so, kid.
Say it ain't so.
- Just go away!
All right, leave
me alone, McGee.
(melancholy music)
Now that I cleaned
all the kids stuff
out of my room and my life,
I'm awesomely cool.
Of course, my parents,
that's a different story.
- How do we look, Nick?
(Mom and Dad laughing)
- This is a joke, right?
You guys aren't gonna
go like that, are you?
Nobody's wearing costumes.
- Of course we are.
Your principal thought
it would be fun,
if we dressed up in a 60s look.
- Well, yeah, but
couldn't you guys
just wear a peace
sign or something?
- What's the matter, Nick,
don't wanna be seen with
half The Mamas & the Papas?
(Dad and Mom laughing)
- Ah, now that you
mention it, Dad,
I'm gonna walk with my friends.
- Nick, I thought
we'd go as a family.
- Mom, I see you
guys all the time.
I'd just rather go
with my friends.
- We understand that, son,
but we just assumed
that tonight,
since your mom and I have
been asked to be hosts.
- That's another thing.
Why does everybody have
to make such a big deal
of this 25 year thing anyway?
Come Monday, every kid in school
is gonna be laughing at me,
and saying there goes Nick,
son of the world's oldest
living teeny-boppers.
- Are you embarrassed
by us, son?
- It's just not cool to
have your parents show up
at the biggest
event of the year.
It's the ultimate humiliation.
- We always said
there's some choices
we have to let you
make on your own.
If you don't wanna go with us,
I guess that's up to you.
We'll try to stay out
of your way tonight.
(melancholy music)
(light jazz music)
- Rex, you are
like, so tre-cool.
- Hey, dude, when
are we going in?
- Hey, chill dude.
We'll get around to it.
Meanwhile, there's only
one thing I wanna do.
- What's that?
- Be seen, bud, be seen.
That's what makes life cool.
- Right.
- Hi, Nick.
- Like, who was that,
Little Miss Muffet?
- A friend.
- No, you mean former
friend, don't you?
Hey, watch this.
(upbeat music)
(girls giggling)
(upbeat music)
(Rex laughing)
- Come on, Rex, let's go.
I spent like a whole month's
allowance on this outfit,
and I wanna show it off.
- That's cool, come on.
No, not that way, dude.
That's the entrance for people
who have to buy tickets.
- Don't we have to buy tickets?
- No way, bro, you're
with me, remember.
- [Nick] Yeah, cool.
- Testing, testing, ah.
In a few minutes we'll
be ready to start our
Endless Summer
Battle of the Bands,
and I guarantee you it
will be very groovy.
(audience cheering
and applauding)
- Did you see what Sherry
Natalie is wearing?
Don't you just wanna gag?
- (chuckles) Check
out the neanderthals.
Can't we go mingle, Rex?
- Not if you wanna be cool.
See, if you wanna be cool,
you gotta find
someplace like this,
and let the minglers
come to you.
If you wanna be seen, you
gotta stand out in a crowd.
- Rex, you mind if I have a
little talk with the squid?
- Yeah, sure Derrick.
- In private.
- Yeah, yeah, sure.
- What're you doing hanging out
with that loser for, Martin?
- Loser, he's the most
popular kid in school.
When I hang with
him, I'm popular too.
- Popular, man?
I thought you knew
what was important.
- I do.
- You did, but I'm
not sure anymore.
Look, just be who you are, man.
These things don't fit you.
(melancholy music)
(horn blowing)
- Thanks guys, and thanks
to all our helpers tonight.
Oh, are you groovy guys and
gals hip for our big battle?
(audience cheering
and applauding)
Okay, then it's my pleasure
to introduce two former
Eastfield students,
who 25 years ago tonight,
started our very first
Battle of the Bands.
Those very special people
went on to become
husband and wife,
and their back with us
to host tonight's battle.
Please, put your hands together,
and welcome David
and Elizabeth Martin.
(audience cheering
and applauding)
- Thank you all very much.
You know, Mrs. Pryce,
25 years hasn't changed
this place all that much.
- No.
- The drinking fountain
still doesn't work.
(audience laughing)
It's a great honor for Elizabeth
and me to be here tonight.
In a few moments
we're gonna introduce
some of the most
talented, young musicians
in all of Eastfield.
Four bands in all, each
doing a 15 minute set,
but before we do that,
as one Eastfield
Eagle to another,
I'd like to offer each of
you a special challenge.
This is one of the most
important times in your life.
A lot of what's going to
happen to you later on
is going to start right
here in junior high,
so get a good start.
Believe in yourself,
your family,
friends who really
care about you,
and above all,
understand who you are,
and what you believe
in, here inside,
be yourself,
and uh, now, we'll step aside
and let the battle begin.
Starting with the moldy oldy
that opened the first battle.
Take it away, The Armadillos.
- Ah, hold on a second.
David, you're gonna either
love me or hate me for this,
but will you do us the honor
of blowing a little
riff in the first song,
just like you did 25 years ago?
(audience cheering
and applauding)
- Um, okay (chuckles).
Um, you guys ready?
- Yes.
- Let's do it.
(upbeat saxophone music)
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
(upbeat saxophone music)
♪ Come on everybody
♪ I've been wanting you boy
♪ You walk on down the street
♪ Well, you're so
sure of yourself ♪
♪ Looking past
everyone you meet ♪
♪ We were friends,
so you said to me ♪
♪ But now you treat
me like an enemy ♪
♪ Tell me, what
have I done to you ♪
♪ To make you wanna
treat me so cruel ♪
♪ Well, tell me, who
do you think you are ♪
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Hey, you're not so cool
♪ Nobody wears sunglasses
to math anyway, yeah ♪
♪ Just how long do you think
♪ That you can pretend
♪ To be someone you're not
♪ Before your world caves in
♪ We were friends,
so you said to me ♪
♪ But now you treat
me like an enemy ♪
♪ Tell me, what
have I done to you ♪
♪ To make you wanna
treat me so cruel ♪
♪ Tell me, who do
you think you are ♪
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
- Oh, hey, dude.
Your dad blows a pretty
mean phone for a fossil.
- Yeah, he is pretty
good, isn't he?
- Hey listen, the three
of us were thinking about
sneaking into the
flicks later on tonight.
What do you say?
- Look, Rex, thanks for
inviting me and all,
but I don't think so,
and one more thing,
I don't see too
well with these on.
- Way to go, Martin.
(horn blowing)
- You know, kid, I missed ya.
- McGee, you're back.
- Yeah, I figured you
might still need me around.
You know, Nick, I think
you got it all wrong.
Cars are what's truly cool.
385, dual cams, overdrive.
Watch this!
(car engine roaring)
- McGee, what're you doing?
- Peeling rubber!
(car engine roaring)
Whoa, mama!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Nicholas, I asked
not to be seen!
Look out, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, yahoo!
- Hey, dudes, I mean,
I mean, hi guys.
Do you mind if I hang with you?
(Jordan scoffs)
Guys.
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Come on, tell me
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Cool huh, well, you're not
as cool as you think you are ♪
(upbeat saxophone music)
(audience cheering
and applauding)
- I guess Dad was right.
I think I'm finding
out that true friends
think you're really
cool just like you are,
and you know,
there's something incredibly
awesome about that.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat saxophone music)
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Come on everybody
♪ I've been wanting you, boy
♪ You walk on down the street
♪ Well, you're so
sure of yourself ♪
♪ Looking past
everyone you meet ♪
♪ We were friends,
so you said to me ♪
♪ But now you treat
me like an enemy ♪
♪ Tell me what have
I done to you ♪
♪ To make you wanna
treat me so cruel ♪
♪ Well, tell me
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ Hey, you're not so cool
♪ Nobody wears sunglasses
to math anyway, yeah ♪
♪ Just how long do you think
♪ That you can pretend
♪ To be someone you're not
♪ Before your world caves in
♪ We were friends,
so you said to me ♪
♪ But now you treat
me like an enemy ♪
♪ Tell me what have
I done to you ♪
♪ To make you wanna
treat me so cruel ♪
♪ Tell me, who do
you think you are ♪
♪ You better take a look
♪ Who do you think you are
♪ 'Cause it's my
heart you took ♪
♪ Who do you think you are
(upbeat saxophone music)
(audience cheering
and applauding)