My Dad the Rock Star (2003–2004): Season 2, Episode 10 - Metamorphic Rock - full transcript
When Willy, Quincy and Alissa are assigned a group project in Science class, Willy's worst subject, Willy knows his mom's the one to help. /nHer organic lunches alone could be classified a topic of scientific study! Unfortunately, by the time the kids make it home from school, Crystal's on a surprise road trip to Vegas with a friend, and Rock's planning the party of the century. When Skunk falls ill, Willy manages to convince his dad to step up to the dirty plates, helping his father make sense of the mysterious piles of clothes on his floor, and the whereabouts of all the missing food in the fridge! Now if only Willy could stop his dad from accidentally sabotaging every one of his science projects as he attempts to take care of the house. When the new Mr. Mom tries to help out a little too much, landing the kids in hot lava with their science project at school, Rock learns that sometimes less is more. Meanwhile, a homesick Crystal learns that while Vegas is fun, there's no place like home -- and everyone at home learns there's no mom like Crystal.
♪ 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
sings ♪
♪ 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 want to 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!
♪
(Bubbling)
(Rumbling)
(Explosion)
I cannot believe this is
happening.
QUINCY: Believe it, dawg!
This is Miss Equus we’re talking
about.
Yeah, who else would give us
a science project worth over
half of our grade for the year?
I’m doomed.
QUINCY: Yo!
Have some confidence, bro.
After all, you’ve got me and
Lys as your science partners.
Great, we’re all
doomed.
(Buzzing)
Mmm!
Who says you can’t substitute
hummus for cookie dough?
(Doorbell ringing)
Crystal, honey!
It’s so good to see you!
I cannot believe it’s been so
long!
Suzette!
Well, if it isn’t Rock Zilla!
God of Suburbia.
Hon, this is some dude ranch
you’ve got here.
Hey, Suzy Q!
Don’t tell me you’re moving to
Silent Springs, too!
No, no!
I’m here to pick up Crystal.
You ready to go, sweetie?
Go?
Go where?
SUZETTE: Wherever the road
takes us, as promised.
CRYSTAL: This is the best
road trip ever!
If we should ever part ways,
let’s meet up 20 years from
now and do it all over again.
SUZETTE: Sister, you’ve got a
deal!
(Police sirens)
Hmm.
Now, don’t tell me you
forgot.
Oh, oh, of course not.
But it was different back then.
I’ve got a family now.
Crystal, I cannot believe you
would actually break our pinkie
shake!
Hey!
No one in this house would ever
break the oath of the sacred
pinkie shake.
Right, sweetie?
(Nervous laughing)
CRYSTAL: Are you sure you can
handle this?
Abso-tutely!
Okay, see you in a few days.
SUZETTE: Yee-haw!
You sure your mom’s going to
be cool helping us out, Willy?
When it comes to his kind of
stuff, Mom’s always there for
me.
Mom’s gone?!
SERENITY: Wow, I knew you
were a dork, but who knew you
were such a mama’s boy?
ROCK: We’ll also need 500
bags of chips, and enough dip
to fill an Olympic-sized
swimming pool.
That should hold us till the
pizza gets here.
Here are my amendments to the
guest list, Daddy.
I made a few changes.
ROCK: Looks good, pumpkin.
Ah-whoo!
No parents, let’s party!
Dad, there’s still one parent
left.
Oh, yeah, right.
(Crashing)
Oof!
I guess that’s an ix-nay on the
arty-pay then, princess.
Sure thing, Daddy.
ROCK: I better find Skunk.
This place is a mess.
WILLY: Wow, Serenity, you
took that surprisingly well.
What, the party thing?
Get real.
Dad’s just having a parental
spaz attack.
He’ll come to his senses.
Yo, guess your mom won’t be
helping with our science project
after all.
Where’d she go anyway?
Knowing her, probably to
meditate on a quiet mountaintop
somewhere.
(Whooping)
So I thought maybe you could
help us do some kind of
electronic experiment?
Sure, mate.
It would be my pleasure.
Just as soon as I’m done
whipping up dinner, that is.
ROCK: Skunk, what’s on the
menu?
Eww!
Fine!
More for me, then!
You sure you’re feeling
okay, Skunk?
You don’t look so hot.
Oh, I’m aces, Willy.
I’ve--
(Coughing)
--never been sick a day of me
life.
What’s that on your forehead?
It’s nothing.
Never felt better.
(Crashing)
ROCK: So, what are you doing
on the floor?
Oh, blimey!
This is most embarr...
Dad, this is terrible.
I know!
DOCTOR: Well, I’d say your
friend here has a simple bout
of the flu, mixed with the
measles, mumps, and chicken pox.
He’ll need plenty of bed rest, a
mustard plaster for the flu, an
oatmeal wrap for the pox, and an
ice pack for the mumps, and
don’t let him scratch!
B-but he can’t be sick!
Skunk, how can you do this to
me?
I need you!
Oh, are we at the circus,
Mumsy?
I want to see the clowns.
(Coughing)
No!
Ouch.
Sorry.
SUZETTE: Wowee!
I wouldn’t throw this place out
of bed for eating crackers!
CRYSTAL: I’ll say!
I think my aura just expanded by
four inches.
And the best part is, we don’t
even have to do the dishes!
Ugh!
Crystal’s only been gone a day,
and this place is a pig sty!
WILLY: Don’t worry, Dad.
Just ask yourself what Mom would
do.
Good tip!
And then what?
WILLY: And then do it.
Right.
Gotcha!
That’s the spirit, Dad.
You just have to step up to the
plate and take charge.
But-but which plate?
They’re everywhere!
ROCK: Here you go, Willy,
my boy!
Dad, what is this?
Green eggs and lamb, your
favourite!
It’s Green Eggs and Ham and
that was my favourite book, not
breakfast.
Gotta run, Q and Alyssa will be
here any minute, we’re going to
work on our project.
Eugh!
I think I just fell asleep
with my eyes open.
Studying the cleaning habits
of mice isn’t exactly a
laugh-a-minute thrill ride, is
it?
Wait!
Guys, we got something!
(Vacuum whirring)
Woo!
Looks like I saved you having to
clean the cage!
WILLY: Right, thanks, Dad.
ROCK: Hey, that’s what I’m
here for.
SUZETTE: What are we going to
do today, sug?
I think you mean what aren’t
we going to do today!
(Giggling)
(Audience gasping)
(Audience cheering)
(Cheering)
SUZETTE: Nice snag, hon!
Guess it’s your turn to get
married next, huh?
Relax, I’m just pulling your
leg!
I know, I just wonder how
Rock and the kids are doing
without me.
(Skunk groaning)
ROCK: Don’t you worry,
Skunk.
I’ll be right here by your side
until you pull through.
Even if it takes--
(Phone ringing)
Whoops, gotta go!
Oh, Mumsy.
(Phone ringing)
Yello?
CRYSTAL: Rock?
Crystal, baby!
How are ya?
Suzette and I are having a
ball!
How’s everything at home?
Are you kidding?
Things couldn’t be going better!
Hey, didn’t I tell you not to
worry about us?
CRYSTAL: I know.
I guess I just thought, maybe...
Is that water I hear?
Huh?
Uh, yeah, uh, I’m in the
shower.
Listen, honey, I still need to
rinse and repeat.
Have fun, see you when you get
home, bye!
CRYSTAL: Okay, sweetie.
Say hi to the...
(Dial tone)
...kids for me.
SUZETTE: What’s the word on
the home front?
Sounds like they’re doing
just fine without me.
(Sighing)
Didn’t I tell you?
Now, can we please get this
wagon-train back on the party
trail?
Ugh, this is hopeless!
We’ll never find a new project
idea.
Hey, Willy!
WILLY: Ow.
The weirdest thing just
happened.
I opened the fridge to get a
snack, and it was empty.
Freaky.
I guess you’ll just have to
go to the grocery store.
ROCK: I see.
Tell me more of this mysterious
"grocery store."
Ah-whoo!
Look out, coming through!
CLERK: Clean-up in Aisle One.
(Crashing)
CLERK: Two.
(Crashing)
CLERK: Three.
(Crashing)
CLERK: And four.
WILLY: What are you doing
here?
Well, if it isn’t the Odd
Squad.
Looks like you’re all stocked
up for your study group, was it?
As a matter of fact, that’s
exactly--
Hey, Serenity.
Can’t wait till that big party
at your house tomorrow.
You were saying?
SERENITY: Whatever!
Once Daddy sees the party in all
it’s glory, he’ll be totally
into it.
You’ll see.
Dad may surprise you.
ROCK: Hey, Willy!
This is awesome!
(Crashing)
You were saying?
ROCK: Oh, hello, red thong.
I wouldn’t want you to feel left
out.
(Whistling)
ALYSSA: Constructing a model
solar system was a great choice,
Willy.
Hmm.
(Grunting)
(Dishwasher whirring)
(Rumbling)
Huh?
Uh-oh.
(Splattering)
(Groaning)
(Gasping)
ROCK: Uh, look on the bright
side.
They say pink is the new black.
Back to the drawing board
again.
Ah, gay Paree!
Rock proposed to me in Paris.
So you’ve mentioned, at least
five times already.
CRYSTAL: I can’t help it.
Rock’s my soul mate.
I miss him and the kids.
Well, let’s see if old
Suzette can’t find a cure for
the homesick blues!
ROCK: Hmm, I think it’s high
time we change that mustard
plaster.
Fast or slow?
Fast it is!
(Screaming)
Dude, what was that?
Trust me, it’s always better
if you don’t know.
Yech!
Yo, is that a waffle
sandwich?
With cheese.
And look, it’s still in the
wrapper.
Bonus.
Huh?
(Rumbling)
Eww!
Ugh!
Only my dad can turn an
innocent soup thermos into a
fireworks display.
Hey, you know, this gives me
an idea for a new science
project.
(Pumping)
It’s missing a bit of "oomph."
You need a hand?
Explosions are my specialty.
Uh, thanks, Dad, but we’ve
got this one under control.
(Dance music)
Hold that thought!
(Gasping)
Oh!
(Dance music)
But, but...
Hey, Daddy.
Glad you could make it!
I told you you couldn’t have
a party!
That’s true, Daddy, but why
dwell on the past when there’s
an awesome party in your future?
CROWD: Rock Zilla!
Rock Zilla!
Rock Zilla!
Go on, Daddy, give them a
thrill.
You know you want to.
Don’t look at me.
You’re the parent here.
This...
(Clearing throat)
...party is o--o--
over.
(Music stopping)
(Gasping)
You’re all grounded.
(Sobbing)
(Crowd groaning)
WILLY: Hey, Dad, I’m really
proud of you.
You really proved yourself
tonight.
Wow, thanks, Willy.
(Yawning)
Well, I’m going to hit the
sack.
I have my big science
presentation to do tomorrow.
(Rumbling)
(Explosion)
(Laughing)
Rock Zilla, you are on a
roll.
This thing will blow way the
competition for sure.
Willy’s going to love this!
(Groaning)
(Screaming)
Maybe we’ll get points for
having such an interactive
project.
Then again...
Dad!
(Whistling)
(Coughing)
Looking good!
And the Dad of the Year award
goes to...
WILLY: Dad!
Thanks for the help with the
volcano, Dad.
Um, I don’t supposed that F
stands for "Fantastic"?
Willy, wait!
I can fix this, just let me
help!
(Sighing)
PRINCIPAL: There’s nothing I
can do, Zilla, as much as I’m
not surprised to hear that it
was you who instigated our
little lava flow problem.
The fact remains that all grades
are final.
(Gasping)
Period.
ROCK: Yeah, well, I ain’t
leaving till you give Willy
another chance.
The truth is I’ve been
waiting for the opportunity to
see you squirm ever since you
set me on fire!
Hey, I put you right out!
Willy and his friends
will just have to make up the
grade in summer school.
School?
In the summer?
That’s barbaric!
Look, this is all my fault.
Why punish the kids for my
mistake?
There must be something I can
do, anything, just give Willy
and his friends another chance.
That’s the last of it.
Alright, Zilla.
They have until first thing
tomorrow morning to come up
with a new project.
Awesome!
But mark my words, if Willy
continues to follow in your
footsteps, I guarantee he’ll
end up on the road to
Nowheresville.
Nowheresville?
I played a concert there once,
man.
That place sucked!
SUZETTE: Woo-hoo!
You’re right, this does have
some serious horsepower.
Or should I say, hunk-power?
(Sad music)
Well, we better get going, then,
if I’m going to have you home in
time for breakfast.
Really?
Oh, Suzie, thank you!
We can always try again in
another 20 years.
Now, what’s say we take the
shortcut back to shore for old
times sake?
You’re on!
WILLY: Dad, the house looks
great!
You’ve really come a long way.
ALYSSA: Too bad we haven’t.
We’re running out of time and
still no project.
ROCK: Whoops!
Guess I missed a spot.
Hmm, would you look at that?
I’d say this is Rhizopus
nigracans, the most common type
of bread mould.
And I should know!
Man, did I see my share of mould
on the tour bus!
WILLY: Wait, Dad!
You just gave me a great idea.
Can we have that?
It’s all yours, pal.
Great!
Come on, guys, we’ve got work to
do.
And to sum up our results, heat,
moisture, and light variables
cause vastly different growth
patterns among common mould
samples.
(Clapping)
ROCK: An A+, huh?
If only I’d known you could get
an A for growing mould when I
was a kid.
I knew you had it in you,
Willy.
Thanks, Dad.
Eww, gross!
Mould isn’t gross, Serenity,
it’s perfectly natural.
SERENITY: Um, yeah, I wasn’t
talking about the mould.
(Door opening)
CRYSTAL: Hi, everyone!
Hi, Mom!
SERENITY: Totally glad you’re
back!
ROCK: Yeah!
We missed you like crazy!
Well, I missed you guys, too,
with every ounce of my psyche!
So, there were no problems while
I was gone?
Nope.
Uh-uh.
Is that true, Skunk?
Yes, far as I remember.
(Rumbling)
(Gasping)
Ahh!
What can I say?
I’m a work in progress.
♪
normal ♪
♪ When everyone is
completely paranormal ♪
♪ And everything is totally
deranged ♪
♪ And you’re the only one who
sings ♪
♪ 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 want to 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!
♪
(Bubbling)
(Rumbling)
(Explosion)
I cannot believe this is
happening.
QUINCY: Believe it, dawg!
This is Miss Equus we’re talking
about.
Yeah, who else would give us
a science project worth over
half of our grade for the year?
I’m doomed.
QUINCY: Yo!
Have some confidence, bro.
After all, you’ve got me and
Lys as your science partners.
Great, we’re all
doomed.
(Buzzing)
Mmm!
Who says you can’t substitute
hummus for cookie dough?
(Doorbell ringing)
Crystal, honey!
It’s so good to see you!
I cannot believe it’s been so
long!
Suzette!
Well, if it isn’t Rock Zilla!
God of Suburbia.
Hon, this is some dude ranch
you’ve got here.
Hey, Suzy Q!
Don’t tell me you’re moving to
Silent Springs, too!
No, no!
I’m here to pick up Crystal.
You ready to go, sweetie?
Go?
Go where?
SUZETTE: Wherever the road
takes us, as promised.
CRYSTAL: This is the best
road trip ever!
If we should ever part ways,
let’s meet up 20 years from
now and do it all over again.
SUZETTE: Sister, you’ve got a
deal!
(Police sirens)
Hmm.
Now, don’t tell me you
forgot.
Oh, oh, of course not.
But it was different back then.
I’ve got a family now.
Crystal, I cannot believe you
would actually break our pinkie
shake!
Hey!
No one in this house would ever
break the oath of the sacred
pinkie shake.
Right, sweetie?
(Nervous laughing)
CRYSTAL: Are you sure you can
handle this?
Abso-tutely!
Okay, see you in a few days.
SUZETTE: Yee-haw!
You sure your mom’s going to
be cool helping us out, Willy?
When it comes to his kind of
stuff, Mom’s always there for
me.
Mom’s gone?!
SERENITY: Wow, I knew you
were a dork, but who knew you
were such a mama’s boy?
ROCK: We’ll also need 500
bags of chips, and enough dip
to fill an Olympic-sized
swimming pool.
That should hold us till the
pizza gets here.
Here are my amendments to the
guest list, Daddy.
I made a few changes.
ROCK: Looks good, pumpkin.
Ah-whoo!
No parents, let’s party!
Dad, there’s still one parent
left.
Oh, yeah, right.
(Crashing)
Oof!
I guess that’s an ix-nay on the
arty-pay then, princess.
Sure thing, Daddy.
ROCK: I better find Skunk.
This place is a mess.
WILLY: Wow, Serenity, you
took that surprisingly well.
What, the party thing?
Get real.
Dad’s just having a parental
spaz attack.
He’ll come to his senses.
Yo, guess your mom won’t be
helping with our science project
after all.
Where’d she go anyway?
Knowing her, probably to
meditate on a quiet mountaintop
somewhere.
(Whooping)
So I thought maybe you could
help us do some kind of
electronic experiment?
Sure, mate.
It would be my pleasure.
Just as soon as I’m done
whipping up dinner, that is.
ROCK: Skunk, what’s on the
menu?
Eww!
Fine!
More for me, then!
You sure you’re feeling
okay, Skunk?
You don’t look so hot.
Oh, I’m aces, Willy.
I’ve--
(Coughing)
--never been sick a day of me
life.
What’s that on your forehead?
It’s nothing.
Never felt better.
(Crashing)
ROCK: So, what are you doing
on the floor?
Oh, blimey!
This is most embarr...
Dad, this is terrible.
I know!
DOCTOR: Well, I’d say your
friend here has a simple bout
of the flu, mixed with the
measles, mumps, and chicken pox.
He’ll need plenty of bed rest, a
mustard plaster for the flu, an
oatmeal wrap for the pox, and an
ice pack for the mumps, and
don’t let him scratch!
B-but he can’t be sick!
Skunk, how can you do this to
me?
I need you!
Oh, are we at the circus,
Mumsy?
I want to see the clowns.
(Coughing)
No!
Ouch.
Sorry.
SUZETTE: Wowee!
I wouldn’t throw this place out
of bed for eating crackers!
CRYSTAL: I’ll say!
I think my aura just expanded by
four inches.
And the best part is, we don’t
even have to do the dishes!
Ugh!
Crystal’s only been gone a day,
and this place is a pig sty!
WILLY: Don’t worry, Dad.
Just ask yourself what Mom would
do.
Good tip!
And then what?
WILLY: And then do it.
Right.
Gotcha!
That’s the spirit, Dad.
You just have to step up to the
plate and take charge.
But-but which plate?
They’re everywhere!
ROCK: Here you go, Willy,
my boy!
Dad, what is this?
Green eggs and lamb, your
favourite!
It’s Green Eggs and Ham and
that was my favourite book, not
breakfast.
Gotta run, Q and Alyssa will be
here any minute, we’re going to
work on our project.
Eugh!
I think I just fell asleep
with my eyes open.
Studying the cleaning habits
of mice isn’t exactly a
laugh-a-minute thrill ride, is
it?
Wait!
Guys, we got something!
(Vacuum whirring)
Woo!
Looks like I saved you having to
clean the cage!
WILLY: Right, thanks, Dad.
ROCK: Hey, that’s what I’m
here for.
SUZETTE: What are we going to
do today, sug?
I think you mean what aren’t
we going to do today!
(Giggling)
(Audience gasping)
(Audience cheering)
(Cheering)
SUZETTE: Nice snag, hon!
Guess it’s your turn to get
married next, huh?
Relax, I’m just pulling your
leg!
I know, I just wonder how
Rock and the kids are doing
without me.
(Skunk groaning)
ROCK: Don’t you worry,
Skunk.
I’ll be right here by your side
until you pull through.
Even if it takes--
(Phone ringing)
Whoops, gotta go!
Oh, Mumsy.
(Phone ringing)
Yello?
CRYSTAL: Rock?
Crystal, baby!
How are ya?
Suzette and I are having a
ball!
How’s everything at home?
Are you kidding?
Things couldn’t be going better!
Hey, didn’t I tell you not to
worry about us?
CRYSTAL: I know.
I guess I just thought, maybe...
Is that water I hear?
Huh?
Uh, yeah, uh, I’m in the
shower.
Listen, honey, I still need to
rinse and repeat.
Have fun, see you when you get
home, bye!
CRYSTAL: Okay, sweetie.
Say hi to the...
(Dial tone)
...kids for me.
SUZETTE: What’s the word on
the home front?
Sounds like they’re doing
just fine without me.
(Sighing)
Didn’t I tell you?
Now, can we please get this
wagon-train back on the party
trail?
Ugh, this is hopeless!
We’ll never find a new project
idea.
Hey, Willy!
WILLY: Ow.
The weirdest thing just
happened.
I opened the fridge to get a
snack, and it was empty.
Freaky.
I guess you’ll just have to
go to the grocery store.
ROCK: I see.
Tell me more of this mysterious
"grocery store."
Ah-whoo!
Look out, coming through!
CLERK: Clean-up in Aisle One.
(Crashing)
CLERK: Two.
(Crashing)
CLERK: Three.
(Crashing)
CLERK: And four.
WILLY: What are you doing
here?
Well, if it isn’t the Odd
Squad.
Looks like you’re all stocked
up for your study group, was it?
As a matter of fact, that’s
exactly--
Hey, Serenity.
Can’t wait till that big party
at your house tomorrow.
You were saying?
SERENITY: Whatever!
Once Daddy sees the party in all
it’s glory, he’ll be totally
into it.
You’ll see.
Dad may surprise you.
ROCK: Hey, Willy!
This is awesome!
(Crashing)
You were saying?
ROCK: Oh, hello, red thong.
I wouldn’t want you to feel left
out.
(Whistling)
ALYSSA: Constructing a model
solar system was a great choice,
Willy.
Hmm.
(Grunting)
(Dishwasher whirring)
(Rumbling)
Huh?
Uh-oh.
(Splattering)
(Groaning)
(Gasping)
ROCK: Uh, look on the bright
side.
They say pink is the new black.
Back to the drawing board
again.
Ah, gay Paree!
Rock proposed to me in Paris.
So you’ve mentioned, at least
five times already.
CRYSTAL: I can’t help it.
Rock’s my soul mate.
I miss him and the kids.
Well, let’s see if old
Suzette can’t find a cure for
the homesick blues!
ROCK: Hmm, I think it’s high
time we change that mustard
plaster.
Fast or slow?
Fast it is!
(Screaming)
Dude, what was that?
Trust me, it’s always better
if you don’t know.
Yech!
Yo, is that a waffle
sandwich?
With cheese.
And look, it’s still in the
wrapper.
Bonus.
Huh?
(Rumbling)
Eww!
Ugh!
Only my dad can turn an
innocent soup thermos into a
fireworks display.
Hey, you know, this gives me
an idea for a new science
project.
(Pumping)
It’s missing a bit of "oomph."
You need a hand?
Explosions are my specialty.
Uh, thanks, Dad, but we’ve
got this one under control.
(Dance music)
Hold that thought!
(Gasping)
Oh!
(Dance music)
But, but...
Hey, Daddy.
Glad you could make it!
I told you you couldn’t have
a party!
That’s true, Daddy, but why
dwell on the past when there’s
an awesome party in your future?
CROWD: Rock Zilla!
Rock Zilla!
Rock Zilla!
Go on, Daddy, give them a
thrill.
You know you want to.
Don’t look at me.
You’re the parent here.
This...
(Clearing throat)
...party is o--o--
over.
(Music stopping)
(Gasping)
You’re all grounded.
(Sobbing)
(Crowd groaning)
WILLY: Hey, Dad, I’m really
proud of you.
You really proved yourself
tonight.
Wow, thanks, Willy.
(Yawning)
Well, I’m going to hit the
sack.
I have my big science
presentation to do tomorrow.
(Rumbling)
(Explosion)
(Laughing)
Rock Zilla, you are on a
roll.
This thing will blow way the
competition for sure.
Willy’s going to love this!
(Groaning)
(Screaming)
Maybe we’ll get points for
having such an interactive
project.
Then again...
Dad!
(Whistling)
(Coughing)
Looking good!
And the Dad of the Year award
goes to...
WILLY: Dad!
Thanks for the help with the
volcano, Dad.
Um, I don’t supposed that F
stands for "Fantastic"?
Willy, wait!
I can fix this, just let me
help!
(Sighing)
PRINCIPAL: There’s nothing I
can do, Zilla, as much as I’m
not surprised to hear that it
was you who instigated our
little lava flow problem.
The fact remains that all grades
are final.
(Gasping)
Period.
ROCK: Yeah, well, I ain’t
leaving till you give Willy
another chance.
The truth is I’ve been
waiting for the opportunity to
see you squirm ever since you
set me on fire!
Hey, I put you right out!
Willy and his friends
will just have to make up the
grade in summer school.
School?
In the summer?
That’s barbaric!
Look, this is all my fault.
Why punish the kids for my
mistake?
There must be something I can
do, anything, just give Willy
and his friends another chance.
That’s the last of it.
Alright, Zilla.
They have until first thing
tomorrow morning to come up
with a new project.
Awesome!
But mark my words, if Willy
continues to follow in your
footsteps, I guarantee he’ll
end up on the road to
Nowheresville.
Nowheresville?
I played a concert there once,
man.
That place sucked!
SUZETTE: Woo-hoo!
You’re right, this does have
some serious horsepower.
Or should I say, hunk-power?
(Sad music)
Well, we better get going, then,
if I’m going to have you home in
time for breakfast.
Really?
Oh, Suzie, thank you!
We can always try again in
another 20 years.
Now, what’s say we take the
shortcut back to shore for old
times sake?
You’re on!
WILLY: Dad, the house looks
great!
You’ve really come a long way.
ALYSSA: Too bad we haven’t.
We’re running out of time and
still no project.
ROCK: Whoops!
Guess I missed a spot.
Hmm, would you look at that?
I’d say this is Rhizopus
nigracans, the most common type
of bread mould.
And I should know!
Man, did I see my share of mould
on the tour bus!
WILLY: Wait, Dad!
You just gave me a great idea.
Can we have that?
It’s all yours, pal.
Great!
Come on, guys, we’ve got work to
do.
And to sum up our results, heat,
moisture, and light variables
cause vastly different growth
patterns among common mould
samples.
(Clapping)
ROCK: An A+, huh?
If only I’d known you could get
an A for growing mould when I
was a kid.
I knew you had it in you,
Willy.
Thanks, Dad.
Eww, gross!
Mould isn’t gross, Serenity,
it’s perfectly natural.
SERENITY: Um, yeah, I wasn’t
talking about the mould.
(Door opening)
CRYSTAL: Hi, everyone!
Hi, Mom!
SERENITY: Totally glad you’re
back!
ROCK: Yeah!
We missed you like crazy!
Well, I missed you guys, too,
with every ounce of my psyche!
So, there were no problems while
I was gone?
Nope.
Uh-uh.
Is that true, Skunk?
Yes, far as I remember.
(Rumbling)
(Gasping)
Ahh!
What can I say?
I’m a work in progress.
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