The Healing Powers of Dude (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Middle School Musical - full transcript

I still can't believe
Valerie Stevens talked to you.

Easily the coolest woman of my life.

Don't you mean my life?

I can see our future now.

First, we all hang
at Valerie's exclusive Halloween party,

then... double wedding.

Feels like
you skipped a couple steps, but sure.

Who knows if Valerie even likes me?
Maybe she's just into band shirts.

Valerie just followed me on Instagram?

Wait, I still have Instagram?

Thought Embry deleted my account.



You're on the Gram? You mean
we could've been DMing this whole time?

- I'm gonna delete it for real.
- Don't.

Valerie following you means she likes you
for more than just your shirt.

Right.

I think I'm just gonna
try to keep the vomit down.

Should've learned by now
to have Pepto-Bismol on us at all times.

Now the only thing you have to do

is figure out what to post
so she can like it...

repost it to all of her followers,
and then fall madly in love with you.

That's it?

- Hey, they're posting the cast list
for E.T. - The Musical.

Let's go.

Valerie followed you?

Instagram's a bit basic for me.



Basic? IG's where I get
all my best fashion tips.

- I mean, that's where I got my--
- Shh. Shh. It's time.

Now no pushing, everyone.

Out of my way.
Lead of the show coming through.

Excuse me.

Yeah.

I'm in the...

the chorus?

Excuse me. Mrs. Wakowski.

- Excuse me.
- Amara. Yes.

Why didn't I get the lead?

That's direct.

Well, although you did
a great job singing,

so lovely...

it's a musical with, um, a lot of...

- And?
- And Tinsley can sing and dan--

You know, um...

she just seemed like a better fit
for the part of Gertie.

You're going to be great
in the ensemble, though.

Remember, there are no small parts,
only small actors.

Conway, stop frenching
the water fountain.

Selah, does the floor look like
a recycling bin to you?

- Brian, pull your pants up.
- Here comes Principal Butt.

Ach. Well, hello, gentlemen.

I'm sure you're wondering
why I'm not my usual easy-breezy self.

Well, the fourth highest-rated
local news network

is coming here to shoot a feature
on our school.

- Wait, aren't there only four?
- I think there's only three.

Just make sure you all have this place
looking top-notch. Okay?

That goes for you, too, Dude.

Don't make me ban you
from other parts of this school.

One look at those giganto pores,
and the camera's gonna ban you from TV.

Hey.

So what did Mrs. Wakowski say?

Turns out...
the other girl was just better.

I got to go. See you later.

Yeah. See you.

Amara's upset.

I thought she seemed okay.

No. She left without insulting me,
and I'm wearing light-up shoes.

They're cool, right?

All right.

A soy latte for my darling daughter.

A decaf mocha for my cutie pie Embry.

A hot cider for my número uno Noah.

And a puppucino

for my favorite dog Dude.

You're an angel.

Wh-Wh-Where's the drink
for your charming son-in-law?

You know who would've made
a charming son-in-law? Jules Hirshcorn.

He's an orthodontist.

I get the feeling your mom wishes
you hadn't married an artist.

What makes you say that?

Well, I'll just get my own coffee.

Don't confront her around hot liquids.

Noah.

Did that look as awkward as it felt?

Well, your hand
did fly across the cafe, so, yeah.

What's up?

Not much.

That's not English.

So, I started following you.
At least I think I did.

- You don't have any posts.
- Yeah, that's him all right.

Hi. I'm Embry Ferris,
Noah's much cooler sister.

Hey. Love your outfit.

Thank you. You know,
I'm actually a fashion designer, and--

Well, I look forward
to your first post. Later.

Embry, we got to go.
Work emergency.

Hey, have an awesome day, kiddo.

- There's something off about this coffee.
- That's probably my mom's spit.

I showed a client of mine, who's
a gallery owner, photos of your work,

and he's coming to check out
your statue. Love you. Go. Go.

Wait.

What?

You know, I-I-I hate to brag,

but it was me, not the board,
who raised the funds for our new gym.

Honestly, I would've won
Principal of the Year,

but Principal Johnson had cancer.

Wow, okay. Um...

So I heard that you have

an emotional-support dog
here at the school.

I'd really love to include him
in the piece.

Really?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Listen, if you're-
if you're interested in animals,

I could have my cat walker
bring Lord Dingwall by.

Yes, he's an award-winning Scottish Fold.

Did you know that the Scottish Folds
used to be called Lops?

Or I-- I could go get Dude.

- I'll do-- I'll do that.
- All right, yeah.

Noah.

Hey, pal. How's it going?

Actually, this girl
started following me on Instagram,

and then Simon just texted me
he signed us up to be crew on the musical.

Okay, that was a lot more
than I was expecting.

Do you remember yesterday
when I mentioned a reporter was coming?

Right.
That's why you're wearing makeup.

Well, you're never gonna believe this,
I certainly didn't,

but he really wants to meet your... dog.

Well, well, well.

First you want me to stay out of your way,
and now you need me.

Um, well, I actually have to go
to the musical rehearsal right now, so...

Okay. Well, you know what? Maybe I could
just borrow him. I'll be super-quick.

There's no way I'm helping you look good.

But maybe I could help you look not good.

Okay, I'm in.

He does seem happy to go with you.

Okay, I guess you can take him
for a little bit.

Great. Thank you. Heh.

You have no idea
what you just got yourself into.

So, how does us doing manual labor
help Amara exactly?

A of all, she can see how swole I am
building sets.

Secondly, we can be close to her
to make sure she's doing okay.

All right, let's move this fake tree
so I can get back to figuring out my post.

Valerie's expecting something epic, so...

no pressure.

Hey.

That's the part Amara wanted.

Is it just me, or does Tinsley
sound like a screaming goat?

Simon, I don't know how much longer
I could hold this tree.

I have to do something.

Simon!

There's the tree I was looking for.

Principal Meyers,
tell us a little bit about yourself.

Well, I am Principal Meyers,
which... you just said,

and I've been at Roosevelt
for eight years. I--

Actually, you know,
I'd like to start with Dude.

I hear he's an emotional-support dog
for one of your students here. Correct?

Yes, he is, but Dude and I
have also formed a very... special bond.

You know, he may not be
my emotional-support dog,

but at the same time, he also...

sort of is.

Okay, that's enough.
It's go time.

I wanted him to do that.

That's right, come to papa.

A- Anywho, there are
many great things about our school,

in particular our state-of-the-art gym.

Am I still on camera?
'Cause it looks like he--

- Yes.
- Everybody loves a dog doing yoga.

Here's a little Downward Dude.

You know, I actually played
a lot of basketball back in my day.

They called me "Magic Fingers" Meyers.

So, which of these filters
makes me look less uncomfortable?

You guys talkin' filts?
'Cause, I got some pretty hot takes.

That's okay.

Hold on. You should hear him out.

My bro here needs to impress a girl.

Um... well, I was thinking
about posting a baby photo.

Okay, you gotta do, tsk,

a Ludwig 34% contrast
with a slight radial-tilt shift.

Wow.

You really know your stuff.

Post it, man.

Will she think this is cute or weird?

Jerry, shh. That's not even true.

Hope this works.

What-What-What is going on?

Hey, get away from my board.

Did the music just get really fast?

Did it?
We should get back to moving trees.

He is. Hi, honey.

Don't "hi, honey" me. I've been spiraling
all day about this gallery owner.

I'd hoped you'd gone
through all the emotional stages

by the time I got back,
but I see you're still stuck on anger?

I am not angry.
How could you do this to me?

You didn't even ask me
if the statue was finished.

Um, two days ago,
you ran into the kitchen,

stood on the table and screamed,
"My statue is finished!"

I can vouch for that.

You stepped in my lasagna.

Got a coffee for John.

Why is this so hard?

Because it will decide whether or not
Valerie ever talks to you again?

Thanks. I feel so much better.

Maybe she'd like an...

artsy post. Yeah.

Okay, just need to hit share.

Just need to hit share.

It looks pretty good to me.

Jerry.

I'm just trying to be supportive.

Second time's the charm.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Why is there a moon
swinging by Tinsley's face?

I thought that rope

was just gonna close the curtains.

I'm gonna have to call
my therapist. My show...

Hey. Um, you're thirsty. Me too. Let's go.

It's been years
since I exposed my work to criticism.

I don't think I can take it.

There's a bird.

I wish I was that bird...

so I could fly away.

Should we be concerned here?

He's been doing this
for about 23 minutes.

He still needs to hit rock bottom
before he comes around.

Would the gallery guy be interested
in any of this other junk Marvin made?

- Mom.
- Has this been in the bathroom?

No.

You're out of toilet paper.

I'll put it back in there.

Now he's hit rock bottom.

I-- I think once you actually see the gym,

you'll have the same reaction
I did, like, "Aah."

That was my reaction.

What do we have here?
A wonderfully gifted group of kids. Heh.

Hi, guys.

My students
are always so excited to see me.

We-- We saw each other already.
We did the whole...

Excuse me, young man-- hah--

we're in the middle
of a serious interview here, so...

Wonder if he told them
he's married to his cat?

Care to comment on that?

No.

Married to my... my cat.

I, um... we just live together.

In a normal... human-cat situation.

You know,
we-we... we haven't seen the gym yet,

so we should-- Aah.

Gaah. That...

We have fun here.

Simon, you want the rest of my smoothie?

I need to focus on this post.

Yeah, sure, man. Just put it there.

This could be a cool shot.

Okay. Always reaching

for... new... heights.

Valerie will totally like this.

Or will she?

Okay, fine. It is too basic.

Simon, stop!

Who is responsible for this?

Simon.

Maybe you should just say
it was an accident...

and that those other two things
were also accidents.

Simon.

Hey, what is your problem?

I'm trying to help you get the lead.

Okay, my next plan
involves strobe lights and a fog machine.

Are you two behind all these shenanigans?

Ach.

Mrs. Wakowski, I had nothing to do--

Amara... I know that you're upset,

but this is not
an appropriate way to handle it.

You can't just ruin the show
for everybody else.

It wasn't bad enough
that I didn't get the lead,

but you had to embarrass me
in front of the whole cast?

I think Amara just fell
in negative love with me.

And those windows,
you could see in and out,

and, um, interesting to note,

I actually planted all of the trees here
with my own bare hands, so...

I think he's taking a...

But you're so small.

Okay. Heh. Shall we?

So you're...
you're just gonna leave it.

Yeah, Meyers.

Would be a real shame

if one of your wonderfully gifted students

stepped in it.

'Course not, no. I-- I would never...

Um...

Just...

I'll never forget this.

Neither will I.

Babe, just wanted to let you know
that I canceled the gallery owner.

What? Why?

Because you were having
a nervous breakdown?

And also, a lot of people
need to use the restroom.

The thing is, I haven't shown my work
since that exhibit three years ago

where an art critic
called my stuff disturbing...

which turned out to be a compliment...

and I think that all the time off

has made me worry that I...

lost my touch.

Well, I've seen your recent statue,

and you haven't lost it.

I know the gallery owner will love it.

Or they'll hate it, and you'll
swear off art for the rest of your life.

She really keeps me grounded.

I guess you should call
your gallery guy and uncancel.

Ew, old people kissing.

Sorry, man.

I was obsessing over this post

and didn't stop you
from making a fool of yourself.

Yeah, way to go.

- Bravo.
- That was amazing.

Thanks.

I didn't know anyone was watching.

I am so sorry, Amara.

I didn't mean to embarrass you.

I just wanted you to be happy.

I know. It was just Turbo being Turbo.

You clearly should've gotten the lead.
You're a better singer than Tinsley.

But Mrs. Wakowski is too close-minded
to see me in the part

because I can't dance
exactly like Tinsley.

The Musical,

The Dancical?

Hey, guess who picked up my dookie.

You guys are having
a serious conversation.

My bad.

It was Principal Meyers.

I think I may know a way
to make this right.

She's so good.
How does she even do that?

So cool that Valerie shared your post.

My best Gram only got two likes.

One from my mom,

and one from what turned out to be
not the real John Stamos.

I'm just happy Amara's
getting the recognition she deserves.

Amara, the energy around your video

is literally giving me goose pimples,

which is why Miss Wakowski
has something to say.

Clearly I've made a mistake.

You're an amazing singer,

and I'm so ashamed of my behavior.

So since it wouldn't be fair
to take the part away from Tinsley,

I was thinking you and she
could alternate nights

as... the... lead.

I suppose it would be good for my voice
to have a couple nights off.

- I'm in.
- Great.

Yes! I think this calls for
a celebratory selfie.

- Okay.
- All right.

Nailed it.

No, retake. I had a double chin.

What is this pic missing?

Hey, I just want to say
how much it means to me

that you posted that video.

Hey, guys. Check it.

Aren't we just adorbs?

You guys make weird-looking dogs.

Hi, Noah.

Thanks for sharing my post!

No biggie.

I just thought it was really cool
that you did that for your friend.

Thanks.

I don't know if you have plans,

but do you and your crew
want to come to my Halloween party?

Come...

to your party?