My Dad the Rock Star (2003–2004): Season 1, Episode 1 - Welcome to Silent Springs - full transcript
After years on the road, Willy and the rest of the Zilla clan arrive in their new, adopted hometown of Silent Springs. Hoping to be accepted for who he is, rather than for being the son of a famous rock star, Willy hides his identity from his classmates?with comically complicated results.
♪ It’s so hard ♪
♪ Just to feel normal
♪ When everyone is completely
paranormal ♪
♪ And everything is totally
deranged ♪
♪ And you’re the only one who’s
sane ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets
so unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak ’cause my dad
is a rock star ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ That’s it, the party’s over ♪
♪ Turn off the lights, I’m
leaving the stage ♪
♪ I just wanna get
a little more control ♪
♪ So nobody can tell me what to
do ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets
so unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak, ’cause my dad
is a rock star ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ Yeah, yeah
♪
Ah-whoo!
(Birds chirping)
(Heavy metal music playing)
WILLY: My name’s Willy Zilla.
(Yelling)
And my dad is a rock star.
Sounds cool, I know, but my
family’s been on tour since
before I was born.
I’ve never had a home, or real
friends.
Except for Mosh.
And gone to school, or done
anything normal kids do.
Until now.
Oh, we’re here.
WILLY: That’s Skunk.
He’s been with my family
forever.
Driving the bus, and keeping
everything organized.
Like the rest of us, he’ll be
settling down in the peaceful
town of Silent Springs.
At last, we have a shot at a
normal life.
(Sighing)
Ah, the brochures were right.
This town is an epicentre of
positive energy.
My chakras are glowing.
WILLY: My mom, Crystal.
Moving here was her idea.
Where are we?
I mean, I can’t smell L.A.
anymore.
WILLY: My sister, Serenity.
She hates everything.
Everything that is, that gets
in the way of her single-minded
quest for world domination.
Ah-whoo!
WILLY: And this is my dad,
Rock Zilla.
Recently retired, or so he
says.
Does this place rock, or does
this place roll?!
It’s beautiful!
A yard, a tree house?
This is everything I’ve ever
wanted!
ROCK: Uh, Willy?
New digs are over here!
WILLY: Well, it’s official.
My parents have no concept of
what normal is.
(Meditative music playing)
Rise and shine, my precious.
Come bloom in the morning sun.
I have your horoscope here, it
says: "Capricorn, get out of bed
and get ready for school!"
But Mom, I’m a Taurus.
So, what’s your problem?
It’s my first day of school,
ever.
And?
Well, what if nobody likes
me?
Nobody does like you.
Just do what I do, and tell
everyone that Rock Zilla’s your
dad.
I’ve tried that before.
WILLY: Well, I’ve gotta go
to Cleveland now.
But it was great meeting you
guys.
Totally, man.
Thanks for getting us into your
dad’s show.
Yes, we will never forget
you, Billy.
Willy.
Whatever.
(Sighing)
It’s just, I’d rather people
like me for me.
Suit yourself.
All I can tell you is there’s
not a boy in that school who
won’t wanna date Rock Zilla’s
daughter.
Until they get to know you,
that is.
Ah, hang it like you mean it,
Skunk!
My first gold record.
The things me and this baby have
been through.
(Baby crying)
Mr. Zilla, would you like to
hold your new baby?
Can’t you see my hands are
full?
Yes, Daddy loves you.
Who’s a good gold record?
Brings a tear to my eye.
Willy, there you are!
Come on, the limo’s waiting.
Actually, I was thinking I’d
take the bus.
The tour bus?
Forget all that.
We parked that thing for good.
Besides, Skunk’s already taken
out the engine to make room for
his Jacuzzi.
No, Dad.
I wanna take the school bus like
all the other students.
Oh, I get it.
Real life experience, huh?
Like reality TV.
That’s cool!
Here, you better take this.
What is it?
Your school contract.
You want me to have my lawyer
look at it for you?
That’s okay, Dad.
They’re just registration
papers.
I can handle it myself.
Where does one catch the school
bus?
♪
Ah!
Oh.
So, did you hear?
Rock Zilla just moved here with
his whole family and they’re
like, gonna live here.
Yeah, and his kid’s are gonna
come to our school.
Who cares?
Yeah.
(Snorting)
STUDENT: Check it out, a
limo!
(Cheering)
Is this the school?
It’s ugly!
Daddy, can you build me a new
one?
Sure thing, precious.
Now off you go.
But, Daddy?
It’s just not proper for a girl
to exit a limo without an
escort.
Remember what happened at the
Grammy’s?
Yikes, what was I thinking?
Dad, couldn’t we’ve just
parked around back?
STUDENT: It’s Rock Zilla!
(Cheering)
♪
(Students chanting "Rock Zilla")
Thanks for the ride, Dad.
I’m letting you off here,
son, because there seems to be
some kind of rock and roll
circus out front.
And that spells negative
influence.
Well, thanks anyway, Dad.
Quincy, be sure to eat all of
your nutritious lunch.
And return home promptly after
classes.
Goodbye!
Didn’t see you much this
summer, dullard.
Did you miss me?
Hey, where’s Willy?
Hey, it’s the old "slip out the
other side of the limo"
manoeuvre that I taught him.
Well, you have a good day at
school, princess.
Okay, thanks...Daddy.
Man, I don’t know why I
bother with you.
Your mom tortures you enough.
This lunch is so gross, I can’t
bring myself to steal it.
I mean it smells worse than my--
Thanks, bro’!
I am pretty fair.
I give every loser three
chances.
This is your first.
Beware.
That’s right, you just keep
right on walking, you know why?
’Cause you can’t handle my
stuff, yo!
I’ll cream you like mushroom
soup!
(Chuckling)
So, that’s what a school
bully looks like.
Cool!
My name’s Quincy, but call me
"Q", bro’.
My name is Willy.
But please, don’t call me
"Dubby."
Quincy, who’s your friend?
’Lyssa, s’up?
S’up?
Is there some sort of global
syllable shortage that I’m not
aware of?
Or are you just too busy to say
the whole sentence?
’Lyssa, why you bugging?
I’m Alyssa.
Anyway, did I hear you say your
name was Willy?
Yeah, hi.
So, it looks like the
school’s gone all out for our
first day back at class.
They got Rock Zilla to come sign
autographs out front.
My Dad says Rock Zilla’s bad.
There’s nothing objectionable
about Rock Zilla.
Although personally, I thought
his Christmas album was
ill-advised.
Well, I’ll see you guys
later.
I still gotta hand in the
registration papers.
’K, see you there.
We’ll save you a seat.
WILLY: From now on, I would
no longer be known as Willy
Zilla, son of Rock Zilla.
I would be--
Willy Zillowsky?
Hey, I’ll trade you this for
your Mega CX poster.
No way!
Mega CX is my favourite.
Mine too!
But, my parents don’t like me
watching TV.
So, I go to Alyssa’s house to
watch it.
You know, Quince, this
meatloaf reminds me of the evil
gelatinous blob from episode
98.
Except it can’t talk, yet.
I didn’t think anyone but me
and Alyssa ever watched Mega CX.
But with you, that makes three
of us!
Hey, maybe you could invite
us over to watch it sometime.
Yeah...what?!
Come to my house?
Um...maybe.
Do you have any Rock Zilla
CD’s, Willy?
Well, my dad doesn’t really
like me listening to that kind
of stuff.
He’s kinda strict, ’cause
of...his job.
What does he do?
He’s a cop.
Whoa!
Uniform or plainclothes, bro’?
The first one.
Uniform, I think.
Let us know when you find
out.
Huh?
I’m afraid I’m gonna have to
force you to move.
I sit next to the girl.
Buzz, didn’t you get my memo?
That one that says I’d rather
sit next to an open sewer than
sit next to you?
He stays.
The time is ticking on my
niceness metre, friend.
Move.
Stay where you are, he can’t
bully you around.
He talks like De Niro, but he’s
just a zero.
Last chance, eraser head!
Well, no.
Oh, okay then.
You’ll see what wrath your
decision has wrought.
MS. WAVERLY: Buzz Sawchuck,
stop talking like someone in a
biblical epic and take a seat
this instant.
Hello, class.
I’m Ms. Waverly.
I hope everyone had a good
summer holiday.
All right, let’s get to know
some of the new students.
You, what’s your name?
Willy Zillowsky.
Your honour.
Ms. Waverly will be fine.
Tell us a little about yourself,
Willy Zillowsky.
Well, I like Mega CX and when
I grow up I--
Ahem.
I would prefer not to get
beaten up.
Very ambitious.
Great.
MS. WAVERLY: Next.
Should I be scared of Buzz?
Nah, bro’.
He’s all talking and walking and
getting nowhere.
Quincy, what are you talking
about?
He beat you up last year for
casting a shadow on his locker.
I can’t fight Buzz, what am I
going to do?
What would Mega CX do?
Yeah!
What would Mega CX do?
You’ll see what wrath your
decision has wrought.
(Making karate sounds)
QUINCY: Snap out of it, bro’.
Huh?
So, Willy, you ever play
soccer?
I played hacky sack once.
Let’s try some kicks, just
pass it back and forth.
Ow!
What hit me, a seagull?
You again, the big forehead kid
who rammed into me.
Then you took the seat that was
rightfully mine.
Now this.
Three times you test my
patience.
But now, I smite thee.
Doesn’t anyone talk plain
English anymore?
You, bike racks, now!
Those bikes were innocent.
Give me one good reason why I
shouldn’t pummel you into the
ground!
I got one!
His dad’s a cop.
Hiding behind the badge, huh?
No wonder he’s so spineless.
I do so have a spine!
I think you just fractured it.
Then prove it, amoeba.
Do something that Officer Daddy
wouldn’t like.
Something that could get you
arrested.
Don’t do it, Willy.
You’d just end up in the same
cell as Buzz.
Chicken!
Chicken, chicken.
STUDENTS CHANTING: Chicken,
chicken!
(Repeating)
What’s this strange pressure
I’m feeling from my peers?
All right!
What do you want me to do?
Steal something.
ALL: Oooh!
Fine, how about I steal
something from Rock Zilla?
ALL: Ahhh!
You’re in way too deep, kid.
If we go right now, we can do
this thing before lunch break is
over.
So, this is Rock Zilla’s
house.
Who’d have guessed?
I like it.
It’s scary looking.
Does Zilla have kids?
I’ll bet they look like zombies
and his wife rides a broom.
And they all pour blood on their
cereal for breakfast.
Really?
I’ll bet they’re boring.
All right, Buzz.
I do this, and you leave me
alone from now on, deal?
Willy, are you nuts?
Don’t do this!
Well?
(Groaning)
Deal.
Ow!
Oh, hi, honey.
Mom!
Don’t tell me, you’re
claiming your space by use of
non-traditional entrance and
exit ways?
That’s so creative, honey.
I’m going to start using the
windows too.
(Playing rock music)
Dad?
Dad!
What do you think, does this
song need more chord changes,
or?
I think it needs more tongue.
Dad!
Willy!
How’s that school place treating
ya?
Dad, do you mind if I borrow
your first gold record?
You mean my most precious
possession in the whole wide
world?
No way.
But Dad, I need it!
I’ve had that record longer
than I’ve had you.
But I want to show everyone
in my class.
Unlike me, most kids have never
even seen a gold record.
(Sobbing)
(Violin playing)
Those poor kids, I pity them.
They don’t even know what
they’re missing!
Oh, okay.
Just make sure you take extra
special care of it.
I’ll guard it with my life.
Thanks, Dad!
Okay, Mosh.
Come and get it.
Look, there he is!
(Panting)
Here it is.
Satisfied?
I’d like to thank the
Academy.
Hey, you can’t do that!
That’s stealing!
And what’s it called when you
do it, butt head?
My dad says stealing is bad.
(Chuckling)
Oh, no.
Now I’m in big trouble.
Why?
The police can’t arrest you if
you’re not in possession of the
stolen goods.
No, you don’t understand.
I’m in big trouble.
That record has great
sentimental value and if I lose
it, I’ll be forced to endure
endless ribbing or he’ll write a
song about it.
Or, I’ll keep reading about it
in interviews or--
(Screaming)
What on earth are you talking
about?
I didn’t really want to have
to tell anybody this, but, you
see...I stole that record from
my own house.
Rock Zilla is my dad.
TOGETHER: What?!
Well, that explains what
you’re doing on the cover of his
last album.
So, there I was, hanging
upside down from a trip wire.
Trying to avoid the infrared
security alarm laser beams,
which crisscross the entire
room.
ALL: Oooh!
I had mere seconds to
accomplish my task, and get out
of there before the guards came
to.
ALL: Ahhh!
This day is turning out
horrible.
(Numbers dialling)
Hello, Daddy?
It’s me, ’Renity.
Guess what?
Some nerdy kid is walking around
showing your gold record to
people, and claiming it’s his!
(Screaming)
You know, I hate to be seen
with you, but I think it’s only
fair to warn you that I just
called Dad and told him some kid
is down here waving around a
gold record.
And he said he’s coming right
down here to set things
straight.
Expect fireworks.
End of message.
Older sister?
Uh-huh.
Nightmare?
Oh, yeah.
I have an idea!
I have a friend who I think can
help.
Alyssa, Quincy?
I think it’s time you met Skunk.
My dad says skunks are bad.
Now what?
Someone played one of your songs
backwards again?
Worse.
I let Willy take my gold record
to school, and apparently some
bully stole it from him.
Oh, honey.
Are you okay?
(Engine revving)
Let me make you a soothing tazo
chai.
(Coughing)
I’ll tell you who likes the
gold record.
The ladies like the gold record.
The song should have been called
Lady Magnet.
So, what is the song called?
Lady Magnet.
Mr. Sawchuck, I believe?
No, that’s my dad.
He’s not the brightest bulb
in the box, is he?
No kidding.
Just keep him talking ’til we
finish this.
(Laughing)
My name is Barnes.
I represent the estate of one of
the richest men in the world,
who has expressed interest in
purchasing your gold record.
For what amount would you
consider a sale?
A million dollars.
Ha!
You’d be giving it away at that
price, mate.
I mean, sir.
Sweet.
So, how much could I get?
Four, possibly five million.
Depending on the overall
condition.
We have a deal Farnsworth.
Okay.
Mr. Sawchuck, we offer our
apologizes.
I hope I’ve not taken up too
much of your precious time.
What’s going on?
Where’s the big cheque?
British people are so weird.
Well, you did it.
You got your Dad’s record back.
But what about the phone call
your sister made to your dad?
I think it’s too late to deal
with that.
(Engine revving)
♪
Your dad looks upset, yo.
I actually feel sorry for
Buzz.
I had mere seconds to
accomplish my task, and get out
of there before the guards came
in.
ALL: Oooh!
I believe that gold record is
mine.
(Laughing)
Sorry, dude.
My hugest apologies.
Maybe someday you’ll be a big
rock star, and have a real gold
record of your own.
Until then, here.
Have an autograph.
Daddy, I love school.
Meet my new friends.
The swim team.
Hey.
Apparently I have something
called "homework" which I’m
supposed to do?
Can you hire an assistant to do
my homework for me, Daddy?
You know, Silent Springs made
a lot of noise about your family
moving to town.
They said you would disrupt our
way of life.
But, you know, I think our way
of life could use a little
disrupting.
(Roaring)
(Karate sounds)
Oh, this stuff freaks me out!
That wave has a face!
Mr. Zilla, don’t panic.
It’s only a TV show.
You’re right, thank you.
I’ll calm down.
And this is where Daddy keeps
some of his expensive things.
And that’s a cluster of
neighbourhood urchins.
Ignore.
Now, come this way.
I wanna show you boys the
swimming pool.
How long before she goes off
to college?
I’m home!
What’s everybody staring at?
ROCK: Ah-whoo!
♪
♪ Just to feel normal
♪ When everyone is completely
paranormal ♪
♪ And everything is totally
deranged ♪
♪ And you’re the only one who’s
sane ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets
so unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak ’cause my dad
is a rock star ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ That’s it, the party’s over ♪
♪ Turn off the lights, I’m
leaving the stage ♪
♪ I just wanna get
a little more control ♪
♪ So nobody can tell me what to
do ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets
so unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak, ’cause my dad
is a rock star ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ Yeah, yeah
♪
Ah-whoo!
(Birds chirping)
(Heavy metal music playing)
WILLY: My name’s Willy Zilla.
(Yelling)
And my dad is a rock star.
Sounds cool, I know, but my
family’s been on tour since
before I was born.
I’ve never had a home, or real
friends.
Except for Mosh.
And gone to school, or done
anything normal kids do.
Until now.
Oh, we’re here.
WILLY: That’s Skunk.
He’s been with my family
forever.
Driving the bus, and keeping
everything organized.
Like the rest of us, he’ll be
settling down in the peaceful
town of Silent Springs.
At last, we have a shot at a
normal life.
(Sighing)
Ah, the brochures were right.
This town is an epicentre of
positive energy.
My chakras are glowing.
WILLY: My mom, Crystal.
Moving here was her idea.
Where are we?
I mean, I can’t smell L.A.
anymore.
WILLY: My sister, Serenity.
She hates everything.
Everything that is, that gets
in the way of her single-minded
quest for world domination.
Ah-whoo!
WILLY: And this is my dad,
Rock Zilla.
Recently retired, or so he
says.
Does this place rock, or does
this place roll?!
It’s beautiful!
A yard, a tree house?
This is everything I’ve ever
wanted!
ROCK: Uh, Willy?
New digs are over here!
WILLY: Well, it’s official.
My parents have no concept of
what normal is.
(Meditative music playing)
Rise and shine, my precious.
Come bloom in the morning sun.
I have your horoscope here, it
says: "Capricorn, get out of bed
and get ready for school!"
But Mom, I’m a Taurus.
So, what’s your problem?
It’s my first day of school,
ever.
And?
Well, what if nobody likes
me?
Nobody does like you.
Just do what I do, and tell
everyone that Rock Zilla’s your
dad.
I’ve tried that before.
WILLY: Well, I’ve gotta go
to Cleveland now.
But it was great meeting you
guys.
Totally, man.
Thanks for getting us into your
dad’s show.
Yes, we will never forget
you, Billy.
Willy.
Whatever.
(Sighing)
It’s just, I’d rather people
like me for me.
Suit yourself.
All I can tell you is there’s
not a boy in that school who
won’t wanna date Rock Zilla’s
daughter.
Until they get to know you,
that is.
Ah, hang it like you mean it,
Skunk!
My first gold record.
The things me and this baby have
been through.
(Baby crying)
Mr. Zilla, would you like to
hold your new baby?
Can’t you see my hands are
full?
Yes, Daddy loves you.
Who’s a good gold record?
Brings a tear to my eye.
Willy, there you are!
Come on, the limo’s waiting.
Actually, I was thinking I’d
take the bus.
The tour bus?
Forget all that.
We parked that thing for good.
Besides, Skunk’s already taken
out the engine to make room for
his Jacuzzi.
No, Dad.
I wanna take the school bus like
all the other students.
Oh, I get it.
Real life experience, huh?
Like reality TV.
That’s cool!
Here, you better take this.
What is it?
Your school contract.
You want me to have my lawyer
look at it for you?
That’s okay, Dad.
They’re just registration
papers.
I can handle it myself.
Where does one catch the school
bus?
♪
Ah!
Oh.
So, did you hear?
Rock Zilla just moved here with
his whole family and they’re
like, gonna live here.
Yeah, and his kid’s are gonna
come to our school.
Who cares?
Yeah.
(Snorting)
STUDENT: Check it out, a
limo!
(Cheering)
Is this the school?
It’s ugly!
Daddy, can you build me a new
one?
Sure thing, precious.
Now off you go.
But, Daddy?
It’s just not proper for a girl
to exit a limo without an
escort.
Remember what happened at the
Grammy’s?
Yikes, what was I thinking?
Dad, couldn’t we’ve just
parked around back?
STUDENT: It’s Rock Zilla!
(Cheering)
♪
(Students chanting "Rock Zilla")
Thanks for the ride, Dad.
I’m letting you off here,
son, because there seems to be
some kind of rock and roll
circus out front.
And that spells negative
influence.
Well, thanks anyway, Dad.
Quincy, be sure to eat all of
your nutritious lunch.
And return home promptly after
classes.
Goodbye!
Didn’t see you much this
summer, dullard.
Did you miss me?
Hey, where’s Willy?
Hey, it’s the old "slip out the
other side of the limo"
manoeuvre that I taught him.
Well, you have a good day at
school, princess.
Okay, thanks...Daddy.
Man, I don’t know why I
bother with you.
Your mom tortures you enough.
This lunch is so gross, I can’t
bring myself to steal it.
I mean it smells worse than my--
Thanks, bro’!
I am pretty fair.
I give every loser three
chances.
This is your first.
Beware.
That’s right, you just keep
right on walking, you know why?
’Cause you can’t handle my
stuff, yo!
I’ll cream you like mushroom
soup!
(Chuckling)
So, that’s what a school
bully looks like.
Cool!
My name’s Quincy, but call me
"Q", bro’.
My name is Willy.
But please, don’t call me
"Dubby."
Quincy, who’s your friend?
’Lyssa, s’up?
S’up?
Is there some sort of global
syllable shortage that I’m not
aware of?
Or are you just too busy to say
the whole sentence?
’Lyssa, why you bugging?
I’m Alyssa.
Anyway, did I hear you say your
name was Willy?
Yeah, hi.
So, it looks like the
school’s gone all out for our
first day back at class.
They got Rock Zilla to come sign
autographs out front.
My Dad says Rock Zilla’s bad.
There’s nothing objectionable
about Rock Zilla.
Although personally, I thought
his Christmas album was
ill-advised.
Well, I’ll see you guys
later.
I still gotta hand in the
registration papers.
’K, see you there.
We’ll save you a seat.
WILLY: From now on, I would
no longer be known as Willy
Zilla, son of Rock Zilla.
I would be--
Willy Zillowsky?
Hey, I’ll trade you this for
your Mega CX poster.
No way!
Mega CX is my favourite.
Mine too!
But, my parents don’t like me
watching TV.
So, I go to Alyssa’s house to
watch it.
You know, Quince, this
meatloaf reminds me of the evil
gelatinous blob from episode
98.
Except it can’t talk, yet.
I didn’t think anyone but me
and Alyssa ever watched Mega CX.
But with you, that makes three
of us!
Hey, maybe you could invite
us over to watch it sometime.
Yeah...what?!
Come to my house?
Um...maybe.
Do you have any Rock Zilla
CD’s, Willy?
Well, my dad doesn’t really
like me listening to that kind
of stuff.
He’s kinda strict, ’cause
of...his job.
What does he do?
He’s a cop.
Whoa!
Uniform or plainclothes, bro’?
The first one.
Uniform, I think.
Let us know when you find
out.
Huh?
I’m afraid I’m gonna have to
force you to move.
I sit next to the girl.
Buzz, didn’t you get my memo?
That one that says I’d rather
sit next to an open sewer than
sit next to you?
He stays.
The time is ticking on my
niceness metre, friend.
Move.
Stay where you are, he can’t
bully you around.
He talks like De Niro, but he’s
just a zero.
Last chance, eraser head!
Well, no.
Oh, okay then.
You’ll see what wrath your
decision has wrought.
MS. WAVERLY: Buzz Sawchuck,
stop talking like someone in a
biblical epic and take a seat
this instant.
Hello, class.
I’m Ms. Waverly.
I hope everyone had a good
summer holiday.
All right, let’s get to know
some of the new students.
You, what’s your name?
Willy Zillowsky.
Your honour.
Ms. Waverly will be fine.
Tell us a little about yourself,
Willy Zillowsky.
Well, I like Mega CX and when
I grow up I--
Ahem.
I would prefer not to get
beaten up.
Very ambitious.
Great.
MS. WAVERLY: Next.
Should I be scared of Buzz?
Nah, bro’.
He’s all talking and walking and
getting nowhere.
Quincy, what are you talking
about?
He beat you up last year for
casting a shadow on his locker.
I can’t fight Buzz, what am I
going to do?
What would Mega CX do?
Yeah!
What would Mega CX do?
You’ll see what wrath your
decision has wrought.
(Making karate sounds)
QUINCY: Snap out of it, bro’.
Huh?
So, Willy, you ever play
soccer?
I played hacky sack once.
Let’s try some kicks, just
pass it back and forth.
Ow!
What hit me, a seagull?
You again, the big forehead kid
who rammed into me.
Then you took the seat that was
rightfully mine.
Now this.
Three times you test my
patience.
But now, I smite thee.
Doesn’t anyone talk plain
English anymore?
You, bike racks, now!
Those bikes were innocent.
Give me one good reason why I
shouldn’t pummel you into the
ground!
I got one!
His dad’s a cop.
Hiding behind the badge, huh?
No wonder he’s so spineless.
I do so have a spine!
I think you just fractured it.
Then prove it, amoeba.
Do something that Officer Daddy
wouldn’t like.
Something that could get you
arrested.
Don’t do it, Willy.
You’d just end up in the same
cell as Buzz.
Chicken!
Chicken, chicken.
STUDENTS CHANTING: Chicken,
chicken!
(Repeating)
What’s this strange pressure
I’m feeling from my peers?
All right!
What do you want me to do?
Steal something.
ALL: Oooh!
Fine, how about I steal
something from Rock Zilla?
ALL: Ahhh!
You’re in way too deep, kid.
If we go right now, we can do
this thing before lunch break is
over.
So, this is Rock Zilla’s
house.
Who’d have guessed?
I like it.
It’s scary looking.
Does Zilla have kids?
I’ll bet they look like zombies
and his wife rides a broom.
And they all pour blood on their
cereal for breakfast.
Really?
I’ll bet they’re boring.
All right, Buzz.
I do this, and you leave me
alone from now on, deal?
Willy, are you nuts?
Don’t do this!
Well?
(Groaning)
Deal.
Ow!
Oh, hi, honey.
Mom!
Don’t tell me, you’re
claiming your space by use of
non-traditional entrance and
exit ways?
That’s so creative, honey.
I’m going to start using the
windows too.
(Playing rock music)
Dad?
Dad!
What do you think, does this
song need more chord changes,
or?
I think it needs more tongue.
Dad!
Willy!
How’s that school place treating
ya?
Dad, do you mind if I borrow
your first gold record?
You mean my most precious
possession in the whole wide
world?
No way.
But Dad, I need it!
I’ve had that record longer
than I’ve had you.
But I want to show everyone
in my class.
Unlike me, most kids have never
even seen a gold record.
(Sobbing)
(Violin playing)
Those poor kids, I pity them.
They don’t even know what
they’re missing!
Oh, okay.
Just make sure you take extra
special care of it.
I’ll guard it with my life.
Thanks, Dad!
Okay, Mosh.
Come and get it.
Look, there he is!
(Panting)
Here it is.
Satisfied?
I’d like to thank the
Academy.
Hey, you can’t do that!
That’s stealing!
And what’s it called when you
do it, butt head?
My dad says stealing is bad.
(Chuckling)
Oh, no.
Now I’m in big trouble.
Why?
The police can’t arrest you if
you’re not in possession of the
stolen goods.
No, you don’t understand.
I’m in big trouble.
That record has great
sentimental value and if I lose
it, I’ll be forced to endure
endless ribbing or he’ll write a
song about it.
Or, I’ll keep reading about it
in interviews or--
(Screaming)
What on earth are you talking
about?
I didn’t really want to have
to tell anybody this, but, you
see...I stole that record from
my own house.
Rock Zilla is my dad.
TOGETHER: What?!
Well, that explains what
you’re doing on the cover of his
last album.
So, there I was, hanging
upside down from a trip wire.
Trying to avoid the infrared
security alarm laser beams,
which crisscross the entire
room.
ALL: Oooh!
I had mere seconds to
accomplish my task, and get out
of there before the guards came
to.
ALL: Ahhh!
This day is turning out
horrible.
(Numbers dialling)
Hello, Daddy?
It’s me, ’Renity.
Guess what?
Some nerdy kid is walking around
showing your gold record to
people, and claiming it’s his!
(Screaming)
You know, I hate to be seen
with you, but I think it’s only
fair to warn you that I just
called Dad and told him some kid
is down here waving around a
gold record.
And he said he’s coming right
down here to set things
straight.
Expect fireworks.
End of message.
Older sister?
Uh-huh.
Nightmare?
Oh, yeah.
I have an idea!
I have a friend who I think can
help.
Alyssa, Quincy?
I think it’s time you met Skunk.
My dad says skunks are bad.
Now what?
Someone played one of your songs
backwards again?
Worse.
I let Willy take my gold record
to school, and apparently some
bully stole it from him.
Oh, honey.
Are you okay?
(Engine revving)
Let me make you a soothing tazo
chai.
(Coughing)
I’ll tell you who likes the
gold record.
The ladies like the gold record.
The song should have been called
Lady Magnet.
So, what is the song called?
Lady Magnet.
Mr. Sawchuck, I believe?
No, that’s my dad.
He’s not the brightest bulb
in the box, is he?
No kidding.
Just keep him talking ’til we
finish this.
(Laughing)
My name is Barnes.
I represent the estate of one of
the richest men in the world,
who has expressed interest in
purchasing your gold record.
For what amount would you
consider a sale?
A million dollars.
Ha!
You’d be giving it away at that
price, mate.
I mean, sir.
Sweet.
So, how much could I get?
Four, possibly five million.
Depending on the overall
condition.
We have a deal Farnsworth.
Okay.
Mr. Sawchuck, we offer our
apologizes.
I hope I’ve not taken up too
much of your precious time.
What’s going on?
Where’s the big cheque?
British people are so weird.
Well, you did it.
You got your Dad’s record back.
But what about the phone call
your sister made to your dad?
I think it’s too late to deal
with that.
(Engine revving)
♪
Your dad looks upset, yo.
I actually feel sorry for
Buzz.
I had mere seconds to
accomplish my task, and get out
of there before the guards came
in.
ALL: Oooh!
I believe that gold record is
mine.
(Laughing)
Sorry, dude.
My hugest apologies.
Maybe someday you’ll be a big
rock star, and have a real gold
record of your own.
Until then, here.
Have an autograph.
Daddy, I love school.
Meet my new friends.
The swim team.
Hey.
Apparently I have something
called "homework" which I’m
supposed to do?
Can you hire an assistant to do
my homework for me, Daddy?
You know, Silent Springs made
a lot of noise about your family
moving to town.
They said you would disrupt our
way of life.
But, you know, I think our way
of life could use a little
disrupting.
(Roaring)
(Karate sounds)
Oh, this stuff freaks me out!
That wave has a face!
Mr. Zilla, don’t panic.
It’s only a TV show.
You’re right, thank you.
I’ll calm down.
And this is where Daddy keeps
some of his expensive things.
And that’s a cluster of
neighbourhood urchins.
Ignore.
Now, come this way.
I wanna show you boys the
swimming pool.
How long before she goes off
to college?
I’m home!
What’s everybody staring at?
ROCK: Ah-whoo!
♪