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- You know what they say about change?
Actually, scratch that, things are way too bonkers
right now for folksy wisdom.
Robbie and Leila got married over the summer
because they just couldn't wait to be husband and wife,
and now they're living with us.
Mom is pregnant, Piper moved to Paris,
I started a band with my best friends,
and now I'm about to start my senior year.
Ugh, the decisions I make this year will define
the rest of my life.
I know I always say that the stakes are high but...
this time I really mean it.
- How could we not have any jam? We--
- Hey guys, can you help me make a decision?
- Yeah, no, we had in-bacon-credible like yesterday.
- Guys. - Yeah, but where did it go?
- Guys! - Mm-hmm.
- Headband or necklace? - Headband.
- Necklace.
Yeah, the first day of school nervous energy.
Can't say I miss it. - Ugh, I know,
it's my senior year. But I still have so much to do.
Like, I've got the band, and I'm trying to find a new cause,
and then there's the whole figuring out college thing.
- Uh-huh. - I thought you had your heart set on, uh,
music composition at NYU?
So you could conquer New York with Amy.
- Yeah, well, that's the plan, but I have to get in first.
- Um, which is why I say that you should always have a backup plan.
Or two. - Boring.
I say live life dangerously.
- Ah! I can't believe my little baby's gonna be a freshman!
Is that what you're wearing?
- That kind of seems like a weird question considering I am wearing it.
- Heather, it's your first day of high school!
You've got a ketchup stain on your shirt
and ripped jeans are against the dress code.
Don't you want to make a good first impression?
- No. I'm not you. - Okay, well, look.
I know that you wanna get on the football team so,
you might meet the coach today. - Well, that doesn't really matter
because all of my clothes are either ripped or dirty.
I work hard and I play hard. And I hate doing laundry.
- Lucky for you, you've got an older sister
with a closet full of clothes
and a trick or two up her sleeve.
- That's what I was afraid of. - Alright, come on.
- No! - Come on, let's go.
- Have fun!
♪ You and me run to a different beat ♪
♪ We are brave, lead the way, lead the way ♪
♪ Be the you inside ♪
♪ And watch the world take flight ♪
♪ We are brave, lead the way, lead the way ♪
♪ Be the change ♪
♪ Be the change ♪
♪ Gotta be the change ♪
(announcer): Attention all students,
this is a reminder to pick up your school agenda
in your homeroom by the end of fourth period.
- Am I allowed to say you look nice?
- Absolutely not. - Okay.
- Whoa. What's with the fashion show?
- New school, new look.
- You're pretty spruced up yourself. Actually,
you kind of look like Holly. I just love your style so much.
- Oh, and Holly, that song you posted last week?
It's still stuck in my head. Uh, what's your band name anyway?
- We're actually, uh, still working on it.
- Don't you have somewhere to be?
- Right. Yes. Good luck today. - Goodbye!
- Bye.
- Um, have you guys seen the sign up sheets
for football tryouts anywhere?
- Um, maybe you should consider what high school has to offer
other than athletics. If television is to be believed,
this is gonna be the best four years of our lives.
(scoffs) - I don't know, I kinda just
wanna keep my head down and do my own thing.
(gasps)
- Oh! I'm so, so sorry!
- Ugh. It's fine. - Wait.
You're Holly Hobbie's sister right?
Do you wanna get it dry cleaned or something?
- No. It's fine. Not necessary.
- Okay. Sorry, little Hobbie.
- It's Heather.
- Okay, let me help you.
- Wonderful first day.
- That is the second time this week the Hobbie house
has run out of hot water. I still have shampoo in my hair.
- Well, I think you look great.
- Thanks. These days where I have to drive back to campus
really stress me out.
- Well, good thing it's only three days a week.
- Yeah, but don't you think it's like really cramped
at the Hobbie house? And it's only gonna get worse
when the baby's born.
- Well, it's just a tiny little baby.
How much space could it possibly take up?
- Babe, what I mean is, how long do you think it makes sense
for us to keep staying with your parents?
- You want to move out?
I thought we were gonna wait a bit to save some money?
- I know that was the plan
but things are going really well with Goat Jam, right?
- Yeah. We can barely keep up. - Okay, so,
maybe we think about getting a place of our own.
With a little garden. Or a breakfast nook.
- Oh, but Chateau Hobbie has the best cereal selection in all of Collinsville.
Heather even bought an amazing one from Canada.
- Okay, but when we have our own place,
we can buy all the cereal that we want.
- You really want this, don't you?
- I love you, Robbie Hobbie.
And I love being your wife.
I just want to start our life together.
- Let's start looking today. - Uh, this is gonna be the best.
I have to hit the road. Bye.
(joyful music)
(bell ringing)
- Don't worry, you got most of the stains out.
- It's not that bad. Everyone will forget about it soon.
- Not if you keep talking about it.
- Freshmen! Welcome to high school.
Hope you're not finding your first day too overwhelming.
- Not at all, principal Alton.
- You're Heather Hobbie, right? Holly's sister?
- Yeah, that's me.
- Guess your sister never told you about the dress code.
Just so you know, shirt straps have to be three fingers thick.
- Okay, but I was wearing a sweater. It just got wrecked.
- Sure, but what you're wearing now is not appropriate for school.
The dress code is set the way it is to minimize distractions.
- How is my shirt distracting?
- Uh, it's not your shirt
but the parts of the body that it, mm-hmm, doesn't cover.
- My shoulders? How are my shoulders distracting?
- Look, you're here to learn,
not to draw unwanted attention to yourself.
- Yeah, stop trying to distract me, Heather.
- Collin.
- I'm not wearing it like that. - You need to change
if you want to continue with us today.
You can borrow something from the lost and found.
- You want me to wear someone else's old, gross clothing?
- Well, it's either that or go home to change.
- You're seriously sending me home over a shirt?
- Those are the rules. If I make an exception for you,
then I have to make an exception for everyone.
(sighs) - Could this day get any worse?
- Ugh. I just don't know if we can scale up enough
right now to make more orders.
(cookware clanging)
You okay over there?
- I almost just ruined my newly perfected blackberry lime, but--
- See, this is what I'm saying.
We don't have enough room to expand our capacity.
(scoffs) - You sound like Leila. She wants to move out.
She doesn't think there's enough room in the house.
- Do you wanna move out? - It would be cool to have our own place, but--
- Well, she's still going to school,
and you're trying to... build a business. It's--
- Yeah, exactly. And, I mean, ugh, look at these places.
I mean, Leila's talking about how she wants a yard
and a breakfast nook, whatever that is.
And basically, all the places we can afford
are either in a basement or don't have a bathtub.
- Yeah. (sighs)
- Wait. Is that the pickle factory?
- Oh. They have been trying to unload that
ever since the production left town.
- Why is it so cheap? It's an entire factory.
- Well, sweety, not a lot of people are looking
for a specialized food production facility
in the town of Collinsville.
- I know a couple of people who might.
- I mean, we could get a loan.
But the cost to retrofit it in order to produce jam...
be pretty high. - Yeah, it's probably nuts.
- I mean, it's not completely nuts.
- We could scale up production to meet demand.
It would be more profitable in the long run.
- Look, I'm not disagreeing with you but it's, it's a big step.
And I'd have to make sure all the numbers made sense and--
- Leila and I could get our own place.
She'd have as many breakfast nooks as she wants.
- Probably only need the one. - Yeah, true.
- I could crunch the numbers and then,
if we see what we like,
we could call the bank and set up a meeting.
- Yes!
(rock music)
(♪)
- Woo! (laughter)
Holly, this new song is amazing.
- Oh, I was inspired by everything kids our age face today.
- We've been practising all summer.
Now it's time to find a way to introduce our band to the world.
- And a name. Ooh, what about "Girl Talk"?
Because we're girls that talk.
But we're also talking about being girls.
(laughs) I'll keep trying.
- Oh, I didn't know you were already home.
- I've actually been home all afternoon,
thanks to you and your stupid outfit.
- What are you talking about? - Some girl spilled smoothie
all over your sweater, so I had to take it off.
But thank tank top broke dress code, so I got sent home!
- You got sent home over a tank top?
- I didn't know we had a dress code.
- All skirts and shorts must extend below the finger tips,
no crop tops,
and all straps have to be at least three fingers wide.
No leggings, no ripped jeans--
- Have you been to the store recently?
It's impossible to find anything that fits that dress code.
That is so ridiculous. - Is it, though?
We're there to learn.
There's a difference between looking presentable
and dressing like you're going to a b--
- Okay, if you hadn't forced me to dress up,
this never would have happened.
- Heather, you shouldn't be getting mad at me,
you should be getting mad at this dress code.
- No way, okay? Holly, I'm not gonna let you turn this
into a whole big thing.
- You can't let this injustice stand.
- I'm not you, Holly, okay?!
We may share a last name but that doesn't mean
I'm legally required to stage a protest every single time
something goes wrong in my life.
I just want to forget that it ever happened.
(sighs)
(loud footsteps)
- Guys. What about the name "The Drama"?
- It was probably a one time thing.
But maybe they'll have a sundae bar in the caf again.
- I missed the sundae bar? - There you are!
Okay, catch you later.
(sighs) Are you okay?
What happened yesterday was so terrible.
- I'm fine. Seriously.
- Ugh, it's so unfair how you had to miss out on your education
because of a shirt. - Okay, can we just talk about anything else?
- Sorry. - What's with the hoodie?
It's like a 100 degrees out. - Ugh. Collin, can you just not?
- You're looking kind of sweaty. You want me to cool you off?
- You should back off now. - Never mind.
Wouldn't want to fail our test because I'm distracted
by your shoulders.
- Just shut up!
(sighs) - Heather!
- He, uh-- - Second day of school
and your second strike.
One more infraction and you're looking at a suspension.
So I'd think carefully before you talk back to me.
(sighs) Now get to class.
- Come on. Let's go. Let's go.
- Babe? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Where are we? What are we doing?
- Okay. Come on. Down, down. - What are we doing?
- Close the door. - Okay.
- We are so close, okay? - Where are we?
(chuckles) - You just wait.
Alright, and, we are here.
Don't take the blindfold off! - Okay!
- Stay there. Don't take it off! - Okay!
- Whew! Okay, take it off! - Okay!
- Ooh!
- We're at the pickle factory!
- Correction, the abandoned pickle factory
that is soon to be the Goat Jam production facility. Heh.
- You bought a factory? - Yeah. Well, I mean,
we still have to wait for the approval from the bank, but basically.
- You bought a factory.
You bought a factory...
without talking to me about it.
What were you thinking?
- You're mad. What's going on?
- You were supposed to be looking for apartments,
not shopping for derelict industrial buildings.
- Yeah, but all the apartments we could afford
weren't nice enough. - So, your solution was to buy a factory?!
- Yeah, so I could grow the business and make enough
so that we could actually live in a nice house like my parents.
- We already live with your parents.
- Yeah, I don't mean literally my parent's house!
I mean like my parent's house!
(scoffs) I don't know why we're fighting.
- Because we're married, we're supposed to make these decisions together.
- I wanted to surprise you. - And you didn't think maybe
I'd have an opinion on this giant thing
that's gonna affect my life in a million different ways?
(sighs)
- Where are you going? - My parent's house.
(scoffs)
- Mm.
Where's Leila?
- Uh, she is at her parent's place.
- What'd you do? - She's mad at me
because I didn't talk to her before calling the bank
about the factory. - What?!
You, you didn't... tell her?
- I'm doing all of this for her. How does she not see that?
- Well, it sounds like she feels blindsided.
- Ugh. I need to fix this, don't I?
- Yup. Right away. I hate it when Oscar and I fight.
Um, hey Heather, can you pass the salad?
- Get it yourself.
- Uh, whoa. What is your problem?
- Cranky day in the Hobbie house, hm?
- All I wanted to do was go to high school.
But no, I had to be your younger sister wearing your stupid clothes.
- Well, it's not my fault that you pushed Collin.
- He was being a jerk. And now I'm the one in trouble?
(sighs) - I'm sorry, hun.
It really is unfair. - So, what?
People should just be able to wear whatever they want to school?
- No, but the rules also shouldn't be sexist.
I mean, there are so many rules that apply only to girls,
and none that apply only to guys.
- Well, yeah, but it's not the school's fault
that girl's clothes are smaller than guy's clothes.
- No, that would be society's fault for making girls feel like
they have to dress a certain way.
- And what if we want to?
Why should we be punished for that?
- Well, it's not really appropriate attire
for a school environment.
I mean, I dress up for work,
why shouldn't you dress up for school?
- So, should I wear a suit to school?
- No. You just need to dress respectable.
- Well, I mean, it's not like she was trying to wear a bikini.
It was an innocent tank top.
- There's gotta be a line somewhere.
- Well, but that just tells girls that how people
react to them is their responsibility.
- No, I agree with-- - I mean, if somebody finds
a girl's body so distracting--
- Can everyone just stop talking about it?!
- I'm not in the mood for one of your inspirational monologues.
I just wanted to go to high school and be Heather,
not Holly's sister or tank top girl.
Just Heather.
Okay, maybe I'd be into being the all-star quarter back.
(sighs)
It just feels like this is gonna follow me around forever.
And the fact that it's so big and wrong just feels so...
ugh.
- Unjust?
(sighs) - Yeah.
And I hate that it's taking up this much space in my brain.
It's like I can't move on until--
- You do something about it?
- Yeah.
And it's totally unfair because I got in trouble for something
that was basically out of my control.
- And wouldn't you hate if it happened to someone else?
Maybe someone who doesn't have the support that you do?
Or who isn't strong enough to speak up?
- Like who?
- All the girls who wear sweaters on a cold morning
only to find it's a 100 degrees in the afternoon
and there's no AC in the science room.
So they either have to risk getting in trouble...
or sweat through chemistry class.
- Ugh, fine. Let's just take down this dress code
and then never talk about it again.
- Alright. What are you thinking?
Sit-in? Student walk out?
Ooh, what if we take over the morning announcements?
- All of those sound like they're gonna get me in even more trouble.
And one more infraction and I get suspended.
And if I get suspended next week, I miss football try-outs.
- What if, whatever we do, isn't at school?
- We could do something online.
Because we could reach more people. - Mm-hmm.
- But... what?
- Brainstorming is the fun part.
I'm gonna go call in reinforcements.
- Alright.
(upbeat music)
- Okay, your song is perfect.
It's like you guys knew this was gonna happen.
- Yeah, kids have so much to think about these days.
(sighs) - Alright.
So, we'll cut from the shot of Heather
wearing the distracting tank top in question...
to this.
(sighs) You ready?
- Are the lights bright enough?
- My retinas are burning, so. - Perfect.
- Okay.
And... action.
- According to the administration,
that tank top is too distracting to wear in class.
Well, under the school's dress code,
this outfit will be totally fine.
So, are the rules really about being distracting?
Why should I or any other girl be singled out
and made to miss school because people have messed up ideas
about what is and isn't okay for girls to look like.
Besides, have you been in most stores recently?
I don't think you can buy school-approved clothes if you wanted to.
And what if you're tall or curvy?
Clothes are automatically gonna be shorter or tighter,
and there's nothing you can do about it.
The fashion industry tells us that we need to buy certain things,
but then when we wear them to school, we get in trouble.
It's not okay, and it's not fair.
I think there's lots for us to change.
But we should start with this dress code.
- Alright. Song's in.
Say the word and I'll post it.
- Do it.
(chuckles)
(punk rock music)
(dog barking in distance)
- I'm sorry I didn't talk to you.
- Yeah, me too.
- I called the bank to try and get out of the sale.
I still totally think it's a good idea.
- Robbie, maybe we rushed into this.
- You wanted a summer wedding
and didn't want to wait a whole new year.
- I know, but...
sometimes I feel like our marriage isn't real.
- You were there. We said our vows.
Holly sang that song. The midnight pizza buffet.
- Yeah, that was the wedding. But the marriage...
that's what we're supposed to be building together.
And between living with your family
and you doing this without talking to me,
I just feel like maybe we're not a team.
- You really hate living with my family?
- No, I don't hate it all. It can get a little crowded.
Honestly, I just,
I feel like maybe you don't want to live with just me.
I mean, is that why you went and bought a factory
instead of looking for apartments?
- I bought the factory to take Goat Jam to the next level.
You're away at school like half the week.
I don't want to be alone that long.
- Why didn't you tell me that? - Because it's embarrassing.
I'm a grown, married man.
And I still want to live with my parents.
- Robbie, I think that's sweet.
And that's what I'm saying, like we should be able to talk
about these things with each other.
- What about the factory?
- Robbie, I think it's a great idea.
- Leila-- - Yeah.
- Seriously? - I do.
I think it's an amazing move for you,
I just really don't want to be surprised by these giant decisions
that affect my life, you know?
- And what about us?
You okay staying at my parent's a while longer?
- I can manage.
But I'm instituting a shower schedule. I have to.
(chuckles) - About that.
I talked to my parents and I'm gonna build
a second bathroom in the basement.
- You're building me a bathroom? - Yeah.
And when Goat Jam is a little bit more established
and you're done with school, we can get our own place.
Really make it a home. Is that okay?
- It sounds perfect.
I really love you. - I love you too.
(joyful music)
I love you babe. (chuckles)
- Why is everyone looking at me?
- Your post about the dress code, it's blowing up.
- Students from other schools are sharing their stories.
They're even posting about wearing their own distracting outfits at school.
- Yeah, they're calling it "Doing a distraction."
This tall girl bought this same exact skirt as her shorter friend
and got sent home because it was too short on her.
Oh, and this Black girl got sent home because the school thought
that her beaded braids were a distraction.
Her hair, can you believe that?
- Seriously? - Oh yeah.
You know, there's even an article on GenZ heroes about you.
- Wait, really?
- Yeah. "Heather Hobbie of Collinsville
clapped back at her school's unfair dress code
with her clever viral post
which is sparking hundreds of imitations."
You're a star. - Okay. That's pretty cool!
(laughing) - It's better than pretty cool.
You might actually make a change.
(announcer): Will Heather Hobbie please report
to the principal's office.
(sighs)
- I didn't do anything at school.
- But you've really painted the school in a negative light.
I've been fielding calls from the media all day.
- Because the dress code is stupid.
And what happened to me was unfair.
And after reading about other incidents at other schools,
I think that those are unfair too.
I guess I think that dress codes harm more than they help.
- I don't disagree but this is your third infraction
which means you're suspended.
- Even though you're on my side?
- I don't make the rules...
about the dress code or about the three strikes rule
in the code of conduct. - Okay, so,
you agree that the dress code is unfair
but you're still gonna punish me for standing up to it?
- To be clear, you're being suspended for pushing Collin
and for badmouthing the school on social media.
- Neither of which I would have done if you hadn't humiliated me.
(sighs)
- I'm not trying to be unfair with you, Heather.
I just have to think about the bigger picture.
We're just trying to teach kids respect.
- Then maybe you should model it.
Respect us enough to let us make our own decisions
about what's appropriate.
And if there's a problem, deal with it case by case.
- Let me think about it.
- This is the new place. It's really good.
- Oh, really good.
- Is it-- - I enjoy it.
(gasps)
- I did it! - What?
- The administration agreed that what happened to me was unfair!
- What? - They're revoking my suspension!
There's also a formal apology for how Alton singled me out
and they're going to examine the dress code in detail
to make sure that it doesn't unfairly target any one group of students.
- Ooh! - Congratulations!
- Student has become the teacher.
- Good for you. - Cheers.
- Cheers. - I still have one strike for shoving Colling.
That's fine. I mean, it's fair, but he deserved it, so.
- Hm. - Ah, ooh!
We finally figured out our band name.
- Oh. - People kept asking us
what we were called after Heather's post blew up.
So, we had to come up with something.
- And? - Pretty please.
- Oh, I love it! - Right?
- Not bad. - I like it.
I like it. And you're welcome. My commission is 15 %.
- Okay. Oh, and also, we've been getting so many streams.
People are begging for a full version.
- Ah!
Well, um, your father and I,
we have some good news too. - Oh come on.
You're already pregnant. What, can you get double pregnant?
- We're...
having a girl. - Oh!
Yes! High five! Yes!
- Good thing I'm building that bathroom.
- Oh, whatever Robbie.
He takes twice as long to get ready as I do.
- So what? Sometimes I need extra time
to perfect my hair, sue me.
(laughter)
- We need to talk about baby names, okay?
Girl names, what are we thinking?
- It doesn't matter how bonkers life gets,
as long as you have your family behind you.
And I hope that never changes.
(punk rock music)
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