My Dad the Rock Star (2003–2004): Season 1, Episode 5 - Angela D'Angelo - full transcript

When Willy spots the angelically beautiful Angela D?Angelo, it?s love at first sight. And the feeling?s mutual, as Angela asks Willy out on a ?pre-date? -- an event, it transpires, that consists of an interrogation at the hands of Angela?s neurotic parents.

♪ 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!



(Serenity giggling)

I understand how rock breaks

scissors, and scissors cut

paper, but then how can paper

beat rock?

It doesn’t make sense.

Sure it does.

It’s like when Mega CX took on

the Lava Leopard.

He just went right over him.

It’s got some thing to do

with physics, and the

irresistible force meeting a

thing or other object.

Yo, speakin’ of which.

(Whistling)

(Sighing)

Harumph.

Hey!

Urgh.

(Boys sighing)

They never learn, do they?

It’s amazing how some guys just

lose it over Angela D’Angelo,

dontcha think?

I said, don’t you think.

Looks like Willy’s just been

Mega CX’d by an irresistible

force.

Oh, great.

Willy’s infatuated, too.

Now this is totally nauseating.

Hi, I’m Willy.

I’m Angela.

Hi.

You know, you’re just about the

only boy here who hasn’t acted

ridiculous trying to impress me.

Oh, well, I’m sure I can

think of some thing.

And you’ve got a sense of

humour, too.

(Alyssa scoffing)

Well, I have to catch my bus

now, so... uhm...

Right, of course.

Well, uhm... Say, maybe some

time we could, uh...

Yes?

Well, I mean, if you’re not

too busy that is, we could

maybe...

Uh-huh?

You know, get together and,

uhm...

Go on a pre-date?

A pre-date?

I mean, yeah, a pre-date.

Sure, that would be awesome.

Really?

I mean, how about, uhm...

Tomorrow?

Yeah, tomorrow.

Should we warn him about her

weirdo parents?

Nah, he probably wouldn’t

listen any way, just like all

those other victims.

Sure, a pre-date tomorrow

sounds good to me.

My house at 4:00?

Perfect.

See you then.

Angela D’Angelo.

She and I have every thing in

common.

A crazy name, we go to the same

school, we... breathe oxygen.

We have a pre-date.

Wow, a pre-date!

What is a pre-date?

Poor Willy.

He’s got no idea what he’s in

for.

I don’t care what the other

girls do, I don’t babysit

without a rider on the contract.

4,291.

4,292.

4,293.

4,294.

4,295.

4,296.

4,297.

4,298.

4,299.

4,300.

Huh?

4,301, 4,302, 4,303, 4,304,

4,305, 4,306, 4,307, 4,308.

Hey!

(Serenity grumbling)

4,311, 4,312--

Hello.

I shouldn’t even be talking to a

gardener.

I mean, really.

4,314, 4,315.

Nothing!

I am the daughter of the famous

Rockzilla, you know.

What is this?

No one ignores me.

Well, fine.

Since you insist, here’s my cell

phone number.

Uh, now I’ve lost count.

Who ever you are, leave me

alone.

One, two--

(Serenity sighing)

Five, six, seven, eight,

nine, ten.

(Boy giggling)

Please!

Please, Moshy dears, don’t

swallow my phone.

It tastes nasty.

Ew, blah, yucky phone.

It’s only my way of

communicating with all the movie

moguls and modelling agents who

want a piece of me.

Please!

No!

Come here, Moshy.

Good, Moshy.

That’s it.

Stay boy.

Good, stay.

Who’s a good boy, huh, Moshy?

Serenity’s going to give her

Moshy-woshy a great, big--

Please come to the table.

Dinner is bonding time,

Serenity.

What if he calls me?

Serenity, try your deep

breathing.

(Serenity seething)

(Crashing)

SERENITY: Now, give me my

phone!

(Serenity screaming)

Angela...

I recognize those symptoms.

Talking to your dinner... it’s

classic Zilla.

He’s in love.

In love with his dinner?

Dear...

Mom, I have a pre-date.

What is a pre-date?

A pre-date?

It must be some sort of date

before the date.

Weird.

I mean... Oh, how wonderful!

I wonder what I can do

karmically.

Ooh, ooh.

I could try to influence the

planetary energy.

I’d settle for some advice.

It’s your first date.

My baby’s growing up.

(Sniffling)

I have to go inhale some

geranium oil.

(Phone ringing)

Hello?

Hello?

Dad, I came to ask for some

advice.

Sure, but first what do you

think of my new video for Rule--

hoo-hoo--Breaker?

♪ I seen some real bad ’tude ♪

♪ It’s uptight dudes ♪

♪ Who try to cheese your

groove ♪

♪ They shake their heads

♪ At your uncouth threads

♪ And cool down your lovin’

moods ♪

♪ They won’t get your joke ♪

♪ It makes their brain pans

smoke ♪

♪ Ignore your urgent pleas

♪ They’ll take the status quo ♪

♪ With no fries to go

♪ They’ll try to take my rock

from me ♪

♪ That’s why ya gotta ♪

♪ Locate a rule to break

♪ Get the whole world to shake

♪ Find a mind to make

♪ Eat a juicy steak

♪ And locate a rule to break

♪ Yeah yeah yeah-ah

♪ Locate a rule to break

♪ Yeah-ah

Get the meaning?

Don’t eat what ever’s in

science class?

No, my man.

That a rule should be broken

when the rule hurts people.

How about useful rules, like

rules for dating.

Dating?

You have a date?

Pre-date.

Whoa, Willy.

Master with the ladies.

Dad!

(Rock chuckling)

Sorry.

Uhm, sure, son.

Let’s go in to my lounge area

and discuss this matter with my

associate.

Uh, Dad?

You were going to give me

advice.

Skunk, how did it happen,

man?

They grow up, Rock.

They grow up.

So now Willy’s a chick

magnet, just like his father.

Sorry dude, there’s nothing I

can do about it.

I’ve got dominant genes.

Can we concentrate on advice?

Never mention a girl you’re

dating in television interviews,

just in case she turns out to be

a guy.

(Chuckling)

Uhm, but how do I hold her

hand, and get her parents to

like me?

BOTH: No idea.

Wait, how’s this?

Be yourself.

Good one.

You like that?

I wasn’t sure.

Maybe it should be do your own

thing, crazy man!

Oh, no.

I liked the first one better.

Excellent fathering, Rock.

Well, I do what I can.

Let’s see.

Square root of nine is... uhm...

Angela.

And 41 x Angela is--

(Knocking)

C-come in.

I’ve studied the moon, the

stars, I’ve read your chart and

examined the feng shui in your

room.

Yes.

And I’ve concluded that

you’re too young to date, Willy.

Oh, my goodness.

You’re only a baby.

My baby can’t date.

What?

Oh, uh... I mean...

I said I’ve concluded that you

must have a lion and a tiger at

the gate, in Chinese astrology

terms.

Which in our language

means...

(Babbling)

(Sobbing)

(Phone ringing)

Hello?

Hey, Willy?

It’s Alyssa.

Glad you called.

I need some advice about this

pre-date thing.

What a coincidence.

Q and I were just talking about

that, and our advice is...

Don’t do it.

Why not?

Angela’s perfect for me.

Willy, Angela has never been

on a date, because no guy has

ever made it past the pre-date

with her parents.

Maybe it’s just the guys.

Or maybe it’s because

Angela’s parents are psycho.

(Wailing)

Psycho sounds good to me.

Hi!

Hi!

Ahem.

Hello.

Ah, you must be William.

Uhm, these are for you.

My mother suggested--

(Shrieking)

The pollen and filth.

The flowers, they grow in dirt,

ya know!

It’s not some thing we like to

bring inside.

Oh.

Oh, that’s all right,

William.

No harm done.

We’ll incinerate them later.

They were nice, Willy.

Sorry about my crazy family.

That’s okay.

Don’t get me started about my

crazy family.

Well, let’s not stand here

letting Heaven knows what in to

the house.

Please enter, William.

Wow, nice... plastic.

William, please remove your

shoes in our home.

Oh, sorry.

Hold your breath, William.

We’ve got to make sure the

outside stays outside.

(Willy coughing)

Mom, I’m sure Willy doesn’t

need those.

Nonsense.

Here, William.

Slip these on.

They’ll form an effective

barrier between our carpet and

the microbial life forms that

breed in your socks.



Please be seated.

This is your chair, isn’t it.

Uh, here, William.

Sit right here.

Here’s some freshly irradiated,

reconstituted apple juice.

(Gasping)

Oh, sorry.

Where does your family live,

William?

(Gulping)

Uhm, well...



Over on Summer Street.

I see.

Does your father play golf?

He plays... other things.

(Giggling)

Oh, phewf.

Well, drink up.

This is my brother Damien.

Don’t let the parents

frighten you, Willy.

They’re on prison leave right

now, but they’re not dangerous.

(Giggling)

Damien!

Oh, he thinks he’s amusing.

Damien.

That’s an interesting name.

It means devil.

Oh.

(Giggling)

Well, I... uh... uhm...

Ow!

Sorry, some crazy girl’s been

following me and pretending to

be the daughter of Rockzilla.

As if.

Rockzillo, or what ever his

name is, is a degenerate who

should not be allowed to live in

this town, or on this planet,

for that matter!

We do no approve of listening

to that trash.

It corrupts the mind.

What do you think, William?

Uhm...

I think music is a pretty

personal choice.

I’m afraid I must declare you

wrong, for just like germs and

viruses, depraved music has

implications that spread through

society and effect us all.

Especially because it’s the

feeble minded who are most

susceptible to such pathogenic

ideas.

Well, smart people go to the

concerts, too.

Uhm...

So I’ve heard.

I get the distinct impression

you’ve been to a Rockzilla

concert.

Angela, go wash your hands.

Dad, I really don’t think

that’s--

Necessary.

Urgh!

(Giggling)

Say, what’s your dog’s name?

(Crinkling)

The name of our dog will be

of significance only if you

progress beyond the pre-dating

stage.

Willy, just tell them about

your parents.

It’s nothing to worry about.

Yes, what ever lineage you

have couldn’t possibly be worse

than having sprung from the

loins of that filthy--

Disgusting--

Beastly--

Rockzilla.

Well, I--

Not to mention what ever kind

of foul--

Self-loathing--

Scrupulous--

Fetid--

Maladroit of a woman would

possibly mate with that vermin

and hatch his offspring.

Hey, don’t you talk that way

about my parents!

(Gasping)

Stee-rike!

I’m afraid you’ll have to

leave now, William.

Listen, I don’t like dirty

socks, or extended guitar solos

either.

I’m perfectly normal!

(Willy groaning)

Hey, the Rule Breaker video

is makin’ headlines.

Check it out!

The whole country’s in an

uproar.

Great!

Bad press is good press.

No, bad press is bad press.

For once, I wish you wouldn’t

make the rest of us suffer

because you need to express your

crazy ideas.

Oh.

I sense the pre-date did not go

well.

I knew "be yourself" was crap

advice.

And then I come home, and Mom

and Dad are excited about the

bad press.

Angela’s parents sound crazy.

And I’m sure you’re

overreacting about the bad

press.

I mean...

Those are Angela’s parents.

Forget them.

People don’t understand the

new song and video.

I mean, it’s a good message, not

a bad one.

Yeah, but people need a sense

of humour to get it.

That could definitely pose a

problem.

Mom, when some one like

Damien ignores me, it means he

likes me, right?

What does your heart tell

you?

Uhm, that maybe I can capture

him, and hypnotize him, or pay

him.

Serenity, it’s important that

you accept that you may not be

liked by every one.

No one is liked by every one.

Be at peace with that, as long

as it doesn’t happen too often.

Is that some thing from the

biology lab?

Get it away.

I think it’s alive.

I nearly went in to shock

when I saw that Rule Breaker

video on TV last night.

What did you expect from

Rockzilla?

He’s been warping the minds of

these kids for years, with that

ear shattering claptrap he calls

music.

Well, I think some thing

needs to be done.

We should start a petition to

get Rule Breaker off the air,

once and for all.

I’d sign that in a heartbeat.

In fact, you couldn’t put a pen

in my hand fast enough.

Hey!

The video is about ignoring

rules that hurt people, rules

that are stupid and restrictive.

It doesn’t mean all rules are

stupid, it just means you should

follow your own heart, and use

your brain.

And that’s my opinion.

(Cheering)

You said it!

What are you doing?

I’m going back to having a

tutor, like I used to.

I don’t fit in to a normal

school.

But you can’t leave now.

Yeah, that was awesome!

I just said what I thought.

Uh-oh.

Come on, Alyssa.

Here comes Angela.

Yo, good luck.

I just wanted to say that I’m

sorry about my parents and every

thing.

How about that date now?

Now?

I have to make up my own

mind, and not let my parents

decide who I’m going to like,

and... I like you.

Wow!

You’re a rebel.



Young lady, come away from

that boy’s lips!

This town is too small for

the D’Angelos and the Zillas.

I’m sorry, Willy.

You’re moving away?

To Alaska.

Apparently the cold keeps

bacteria and rock stars from

spreading.

I’ll write.

Good bye, Willy.

I left a letter in your locker.

Good bye, Angela.

(Thudding)

ROCK: Ow.

(Thudding)

Ouch.

(Thudding)

Oh man, I think I tore a

ligament.

Dad, can we talk?

Sure, we can talk, but I

don’t know if I can walk.

Do you mind if I stay like this?

No, I don’t mind at all.

Listen, Dad, I’m sorry I was so

hard on you.

I wouldn’t trade you for any

other Dad.

(Crashing)

Well, gee, Willy.

That’s the nicest thing you’ve

ever--

(Fabric tearing)

Even if you do rip your pants

every time you do that.

Hmm, perhaps a stretch fabric

is the answer.

Come on, Mosh.

Give it up.

You know, you’ll get more

girls now that Rule Breaker has

gone platinum.

I’m not interested in dating

anybody else.

Me neither.

I’m totally over Damien

D’Angelo.



It’ true.

Someone didn’t like me.

Well, I’m sure that you’ll

find someone who likes you

just--

(Coughing)

Not now!

Mosh is hacking up my phone.

--For your very own sweet

personality.

(Willy sighing)

Ew!

I have to go get some one to

clean this.

ANGELA: "Dear Willy.

I’ll always have a place in my

heart for you and our first

date."



Ew!

Mosh!

I thought Angela’s lips felt

kind of scaly.

Gross.