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We want to thank you all for coming out. We're True Blue, and this is our new

song. We think you're going to love it.

It's time to take control.

Come on, get up, let's go.

The world is waiting.

Hey, Shuma, have you brought your safe thing?

Uh, no, Wayne. Why?

Because. Perfect.

Cowabunga!

Beyond the horizon.

This is where I want to be.

Beyond the horizon.

Further than the eye can see.

That's my boy, Victor.

energy. Come on!

energy.

Okay, move along.

Time to leave Rock and Roll Park.

Scram! Curfew's coming.

Curfew? What curfew?

This curfew.

New city ordinance.

The park closes at dusk until demolition begins.

Demolition? That's demented.

Harsh.

Hey, this ordinance hasn't been passed yet. Oh, but it will pass.

And then it will be rock and roll park in lot.

Losers.

Losers? Ouch.

Six and stones may break our bones, but... Um... But... But

we love the stones.

Rock around the park!

Rock around the park!

Mr. Lang, you hired me to try and pressure the musicians to clear out of

and Roll Park.

But now you're trying to save it? Well, Rock and Roll Park is a magnet for the

musical dreams of needy musicians.

Oh, excuse me. We're not needy. We're artistic.

Really? Trey, remember that guitar solo I liked?

Which one, man? That one -handed epic shred in Lulupalooka? No, no. Had to be

when I broke that A -string at Cocopella. Or maybe when I played the

upside down and backwards at Strange Valley.

My point exactly.

You musicians are all so pathetically needy. And I want to use that need.

That's why I hired construction crews to make it look like the city was going

to... Tear down Rock and Roll Park so I can hold the benefit concert to save

it.

All the musicians will feel the need to be there, and I'll have them exactly

where I need them.

Rock and Roll Park!

It's called playing both sides.

I can't always get what I want, but if I try real hard... You get what you need.

No, actually, I do always get what I want.

Now, be a good kitty cat, get back down there and bare your claws to all your

needy musician friends.

How's my crossroads recording booth coming, Otto?

Excellent, Herr Lange. We are almost at the crossroads. The crossroads recording

booth and this shredcaster are the key to all my dreams.

Jawohl, Herr Lange.

Yeah.

I just had the craziest dream. I was playing a song that saved the world. No

way. I just had a dream, too. I was standing in front of my entire high

and they were all in their underwear.

TMI. No.

BBDs. Teddy Whitey.

Okay.

So, what was that riff, Bodhi?

Okay.

Oh, man, I can't remember it. I'm sure you have it in you somewhere. Just keep

trying.

Oh, yeah!

Really, Dad?

What? I was just, you know, still feeling the energy of the gig.

I've been bitten with the rockin' pneumonia and the boogie -woogie flu.

Is he always like this? Dad, please, stop.

Okay, time for breakfast. In a minute.

Don't intimate me, young man. Rise and shine, rock star.

Oh, Dad.

You gotta get your motor running.

Dad. Bang that gong.

Dad. And climb that stairway to heaven.

Dad, I dreamt this new riff, and I can't seem to remember it.

A new riff? Was it epic?

Classic? A real banger? I think so.

Hate it when that happens.

What, forgetting something?

No. Thank you.

Well, this is important. You take as long as you need, son.

There's nothing more important than getting some satisfaction.

Dad, I'm begging you.

It's time for breakfast, compa. In a minute, Mom.

Don't in a minute, young man.

We'd better go, young man. We don't want to keep Grandma waiting.

Morning. Morning.

I thought you were going to make jumping jack flapjacks. What's wrong with

traditional snow mountain recipes handed down from generation to generation?

Oh, my, Zampa.

And your father's favorite, Tentuk.

I love Tentuk, and I cannot lie.

Everybody always wants some new fat, but there's nothing like tradition.

Pancakes aren't a fad, Mom.

They're pancakes.

It starts with pancakes, but where does it end? You've got to remember where you

come from. So be a good boy and eat the food your mother woke up early and

slaved over.

Yes, Mother.

It looks great, Gran.

Thank you.

My pleasure, Dharma.

I love it when we have guests for breakfast.

Did somebody say breakfast?

Morning, Fleetwood. Hey. Morning.

Morning. Morning, Maydow. Orboo.

It's good to have you both back in Snow Mountain.

It's good to be back, Fleetwood. You're looking good.

It's not the age.

It's the mileage.

Oh, do come in, Fleetwood, and have some breakfast.

I'd really like to, Maydow. I always loved your Nazar cakes, but there's a

monumental situation brewing in the village.

Monumental?

Monumental. Is it the wolves again?

Kampa, you know the wolves in our village are not a threat anymore.

But I'm actually here for something... Nonsense!

Wolves are always a threat.

Relax, Kampa.

You can't relax with wolves.

Sorry, Mother. Duty calls.

Breakfast will have to wait.

But breakfast is one of the three most important meals of the day.

I think you all should come.

Let's go.

Excuse me.

Coming through.

Uh, monumental?

Monumental. Good morning, everybody.

Great show last night.

Thanks. Yeah, we love you. I love your music, Bodhi. I appreciate it. And we're

all proud of you. You're gonna rock the world.

We hope so.

Bodhi, can you and the band pose for a minute so we can get everything just

right? Yeah, we want the world to see this and know how much we love you.

I hope the world knows who we are one day. They will, Bodhi.

True blue together.

True blue forever.

Maybe one day that'll be me.

Yeah, and one day pigs will fly.

Oi, that is not appreciated.

Hey, no offense, baby back, but the show's over at Rock and Roll Park, okay?

Changes are blowing in the wind.

Don't you mean the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind? First of all...

You're not my friend. And second of all, I mean changes, okay? Rock and Roll

Park's days are numbered.

So you've all got to get on that crazy train and split.

You're just jealous of Bodhi, Trey.

Jealous?

Don't be ridiculous.

Trust me, okay? I know that dude. You don't want to be him.

Now, scram!

Hey, hey, hey, I'm warning you, leave before this gets ugly.

Rock and Roll Park is closing, so all you backline bozos and... Hey, hey, hey!

Really?

Come on!

He's a game, not the player!

Huh?

Wunderbar, airline.

The Crossroads recording booth is now fully operational.

Then it's showtime.

Whoa.

Wow. Did you see that Angus Scattergood moved back home?

He wants to spend more quality time with his mom.

Yeah, no matter how big or famous you get, you'll always be your parents'

Nothing wrong with remembering where you come from.

That's so true.

What? What you just said. What did I just say?

Nothing wrong with remembering where you come from.

You really think so?

No, Dad.

Just don't.

Oh, Bodhi, your dad loves you.

And he's proud of you. I know, but sometimes it's so embarrassing.

I think it's sweet.

I guess.

Maybe I just don't want to let him down.

Well, we better keep on rehearsing then. Because it's not like dreams just fall

out of the sky.

Huh?

Did anyone know where I could find a dog named Bodhi?

Huh? What?

He came from the sky.

I have an offer he can't refuse.

We refuse.

But, Dad, this is my big chance.

You'll get other chances.

Not like this, love.

Dad, Lang is a big sheep in the music business, and he flew here just to meet

me. How did you even hear about my son's band?

Darling, it's what I do.

I'll keep my ear on the rails to hear on rushing crazy train waiting to discover

new talent, babe.

It's time to take the draw.

Hey, come on now, babe.

My name's Compa. Not love, not darling, and definitely not babe.

It's Compa.

Of course, Compa.

Not good with names, but I'm a big fan of your son's music, and I want him to

spread his wings and fly.

I want to fly, Dad.

I don't know. I've heard about these music industry types. They promise you

moon and the stars, but the world doesn't work that way, Bodhi. You have

for things, son.

It's a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll.

Oh, Dad.

Oh, he will work for it, love. Lee Comper.

My offer is this.

I want Bodhi and True Blue to open for Lil' Foxy. The Lil' Foxy?

Who? Hmm.

Okay, so she's pretty good. Oh, let the boy have his dream, Kampa.

I'm all for Bodhi living his dream, Mom.

Just being a little cautious.

Dad, this is all I've ever wanted, to share my music with the world. I know,

it's happening too fast.

Life happens when you're waiting for things to happen. Just who are you?

Me? Oh, just a simple sheet from the meadow with rock and roll dreams.

Trust me, Kampa.

I'm going to care for Bodhi as if he was my own pup.

You mean lamb?

Yes, lamb.

You like your guitar, Bodhi? I love my guitar.

It's a one -of -a -kind scattergaster. Angus Scattergood gave it to me. I

thought I recognized it. Angus and I are dear friends from his pub days.

Can I see it?

It sings for me.

I'm sure it does.

But... How would you like your own custom guitar?

The Shredcopter!

Wow.

It even has your name on it. Wow. This is awesome.

Go ahead.

Play it.

There's something about... That sheep that doesn't add up.

Can I go on tour?

You can trust me. I do trust you, Bodhi.

It's the rest of the world I don't trust.

Hey, guys!

He said yes!

We're going on tour!

Yes!

We're not worthy.

I'm gonna be okay, Dad.

Be careful, son.

Trust your instincts.

And know that if you need anything, I'll always be here for you.

Hey! Ho!

Let's go!

This is where Lang said he would meet us.

Whoa! Look, guys, we're on the marquee.

We're in the big time now.

I wonder what Lang's surprise is.

Look it.

Thought he was with his mum.

Angus!

Lang? Where's Angus? He's on hiatus, but Angus owed me a favour, so he loaned me

his tour bus.

Or should I say, your tour bus now.

Our tour bus?

Your tour bus.

Huh?

the guy thing.

Germer, he's a robot.

A guy robot.

Now, I know it needs a paint job. What? No, we can't paint Angus's tour bus.

We can do whatever we want.

I don't think we should.

Come down.

Germer, don't.

Yeah, this is a bad idea.

Paint it black, baby.

It's okay, guys.

I almost went to art school.

Amazing. What is?

Guys, we have the best tour bus in the world.

How's my little foxy doing?

Is everything to your liking, darling? Is the tour bus air -conditioned just

Did you get my flowers?

There better not be any bananas in the green room.

Wow.

Huh? Ready for your sound check?

Uh, hello?

Can you hear me?

Not so loud, Rockstar.

It's called a microphone for a reason.

Okay, mic two.

Uh, not so loud. He can hear us fine.

Yeah, I know, Bodhi.

Relax. I am relaxed. What makes you think I'm not relaxed?

Well, for one, you forgot your guitar.

What's wrong, Bodhi?

I don't feel so good.

What's the big deal?

There's nobody here.

For now, but the gates will open and then it'll be packed with fans.

I wouldn't worry.

We're just the opener.

Nobody comes to see the opener.

And by nobody, I mean everybody.

You ready? I don't feel so good.

Bodhi, you've been wanting this your whole life.

You're brilliant and passionate, and I believe in you.

True blue together?

True Blue Forever.

Hi, we're True Blue.

Ignore them, Bodhi. We got this.

You're right.

Let's rock.

Germer, count us in.

One, two, three, four.

It's time to take control.

Come on, get up, let's go.

The world is waiting.

Oh, it's time to sing our song. Find out if we belong.

No hesitating. Oh, find out who we are.

Trust ourselves and follow our heart.

Beyond the horizon.

Just imagine what we could be.

Beyond the horizon.

Just darlin'

Can't repair the energy.

Just one or two.

Okay, maybe it doesn't.

Uh, Bodhi, you okay?

Yeah, just tired.

Performing night after night takes a lot out of me. I can only imagine.

So now that the tour is over, when are you coming home?

Soon, Dad.

Lang wants to talk to me about next steps.

Next steps?

Yeah, maybe go out on a bigger tour? Lang thinks we can go places.

That sheep certainly has a lot of opinions.

He's looking out for me. Every show is sold out and the crowds are great.

Sometimes I feel like I've blasted off on a rocket ship of rock and roll.

Huh?

It's okay to shoot for the stars, Bodhi. Just try to keep one paw on the ground.

Oh, Dad, you're always so guarded.

What do you expect?

I'm a guard dog.

How are things in the village?

Are the sheeps still building that Philly monument?

See for yourself.

Where'd they get all those keychains?

You opened a souvenir stand, Dad?

Yes!

Hey. Hi, Bodhi. Hi, Bodhi. Hi, Carl.

Hi, Grandma, Grandpa.

Miss you guys.

Everybody's really proud of you, son.

I'm proud of you, too, Bodhi.

Thanks, Dad.

Gonna get some sleep.

Okay. Good night, son.

Good night, Dad.

Where are we?

Rock and Roll Park?

We're home.

Home of...

What's going on?

They're trying to shut down Rock and Roll Park and take away all our dreams.

What? Who?

They. The man.

Whoever they are.

This can't happen. This place is magical.

It's where it all starts.

Yeah. Well, it ain't gonna end if this sheep has anything to say.

Rock and Roll Park 3!

I've got a meeting with Mr. Lang.

Long live rock and roll!

You okay,

boss?

This wool is so itchy.

So why you wear that to the sheep suit, boss?

Because everybody trusts a sheep with a British accent.

Being a sheep will allow me to finally achieve my dream.

Which is?

To be the king of rock and roll.

You got no talent.

I mean, you do have talent. Talent for business and, well, disguises and, um,

office decor. Just not musical talent that I know of.

You're right.

When you see me, you see this big, aggressive alpha male.

But all I ever wanted was to...

And I did.

By becoming the biggest, baddest wolf this city has ever seen.

Power was all I craved. Music was dead to me until I felt true power in Bodhi's

musical blue energy.

It was as if that blue energy awakened my love for music. And then I knew, if I

can't make music, I'm gonna own it. With that musical blue energy, I can control

the music world.

It is ready, hairline.

Today, rock and roll.

Tomorrow. The bird!

Yeah?

Yeah!

Thank you, Otto.

Pick up your check at the front desk.

I may be a wolf in sheep's clothing, but I'm going to stay in this itchy

disguise until I control all the music and all the talent in Rock and Roll

Ya boy!

Okay, then.

Mr. Lang, Bodhi is here.

Scram!

Send... Send them in.

Come in, love. Make

yourself comfortable.

So, how's my newest rock star doing? Is there anything you want?

Want?

Yes.

Want. I mean really, really want.

Oh, well, I want to share my band's music with the world. No, no, no, don't

so humble. It's not your band's music. It's your music, Bodhi. It pours out

inside your soul.

And I've run the numbers.

I think you can headline the Save Rock and Roll Park benefit concert if... If

what? If you're willing to make a few changes.

Changes? Nothing big, just add a little...

Huh?

And image!

What's wrong with my image?

You're likeable. Safe.

But fans love rock and roll because it's dangerous.

You start with a new name.

Bebe.

Bebe? Bebe.

Bodacious. I'm just Bodie. Not anymore, Bebe. That's how you make it. New name,

new game.

Can I think about this?

No.

Whoa.

We've got to strike while the iron is hot, BB. You want to share your music

the world, you've got to play the game. You don't, go back to Snow Mountain.

Game? The game.

You think little Foxy doesn't play the game.

She's a superstar.

Hmm. Don't believe me.

She's on the 13th floor.

What's this for?

You'll see.

I was just in the building, and Lang said I could... I mean, well, I wanted

say hi.

Hi.

And bye.

I should go, little Foxy. No, Bebe.

Stay. Bebe?

That was fast.

Lang sent out a DM to the whole company.

Come in, Bebe.

Want a smoothie?

Oh, not if it's any trouble. No trouble.

The spoils of success.

So, do you Zumba?

I don't know. Do I?

How about step?

What about Taibo?

Spin? Free weights?

Heart yoga?

Huh? I'm asking if you work out.

Oh, sure. Back in Snow Mountain, I'd... hike and sometimes carry things for my

dad. Mostly, I play guitar.

Me? I need to start every day with my smoothie, then my workouts, then the

studio.

So, would you like to work out with me?

I don't think I'm dressed for it.

Master, please.

Wow. You can do anything in the right outfit.

Ready? Sure.

This is your workout room?

You try.

Okay, that's right. And kick up.

Uh -huh. And down. Knee up. Knee up. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Woo!

Yeah. Feel good.

Twirl.

Do you do this every day?

I have to. Fans expect a show.

My act takes a lot out of me. I need to stay fit.

I just want to play music.

Music is just one part of being a headliner. You need to have attitude.

Be fierce, but consistent.

And... Be produced?

Play the game.

That's what Lang says.

Lang's right.

He told me to play the game, and now I think.

I tagged you on my post. Now watch and learn.

No way.

Way.

What's wrong?

I'm trending down.

Fans are fickle. You never know when taste might change. It's a numbers game.

That's depressing.

That is the real world, Bodhi. Nothing is promised in music. So you gotta grab

your chance, do whatever it takes, and never let it go.

I do that with my image. But you?

You've got that blue energy trick.

It's not a trick. It comes from somewhere deep inside my soul and pours

me. Well, whatever it is, it's powerful.

Hmm.

Maybe you can channel it on my new single.

Really? Oh, yeah.

Have you seen my keychain?

Huh? Not now, Germer.

Ew. I really like my keychain.

Give it up.

Rock and Roll Park is done.

I have an order from the mayor's office.

Huh?

A tri -tray? This is a menu from a restaurant.

You're just playing the old hits now.

Whoa.

Okay, Foxy. We're ready to record your new single.

See you on the radio.

Pretty regular.

What's wrong with Francis?

Nothing. But Lang decided I should be a little boxy, so... You'll always be

Francis to me.

Well, thanks, Bodhi.

You're welcome, Francis.

So, you want to do another job?

I do, but there's someone I need to talk to first.

I want to play the game.

Thank you very much.

Huh?

Really?

Another one, Carl?

What can I say?

I'm a fan.

Compa, I think you've sold enough keychains. I know, but they can't seem

enough. You too, Fleetwood?

Huh?

Just showing my support.

I don't like this.

Ah, Mom, you worry too much. What's the worst that could happen?

Sign up sheets by the bench, y 'all. Dharma?

Germer? It's me.

B .B.

Bodacious.

Guys,

it's me, Bodie.

Whoa,

you have hair.

And I have, like, so many questions.

What is up with that costume? Did you lose a bet?

Or worse, did you lose your mind?

It's not that bad.

Oh, don't sell yourself short. It's bad.

Bodhi, you look like an idiot.

What are you doing?

I'm playing the game. This is what it takes to make it. Bodhi, our fans look

to you. Everyone in this park looks up to you. They love you for being you.

Not for being a rocker.

Yeah, well, maybe I want to be a rocker. Now this conversation is over. Come on,

we gotta rehearse.

Okay, but this conversation is so not over.

Beyond those eyes,

can you feel the energy?

That was magnificent.

Raw, unpredictable.

Are you, by chance, planning on doing that in front of an actual audience?

Why? What's wrong with it?

Oh, nothing.

If you're an opening act. But if you are headlining, we're going to need to hit

our cues and marks.

We're going to have to give them a show.

We're going to need presets.

Presets? As in pre -recorded?

No. We play live.

And you will, love. You will play live.

Just not as many notes.

Trust me. The audience will never know, and it will be easier for you to soar.

Okay. Okay. Now, play the film.

Just imagine, these are real instruments.

Ah, yeah.

Bodhi, we're not playing our own music. We're just posing.

Hey, sounding great, you guys.

Mind if I fit in? Sure.

Excuse me.

What's she doing here?

Dharma, you could learn a lot from Foxy.

She knows what it takes to make it. If we want a headline, we have to be

consistent. Do this night in and night out and make every fan feel like they're

hearing the same show.

What? The same show?

Every show should be unique.

Are you hearing yourself?

Isn't that why God invented the bootleg cassette tape?

This isn't music.

This is the real world.

Is that the machine?

Nothing. Let's do this!

You mess with the best, you die like the rest.

Look what we had made for you!

You're welcome.

If you look over on the wall, you'll see Bodhi's very first guitar.

Allow me.

Our village isn't made for tourists.

Look how proud our boy is.

He's acting like a child.

Kampa is a guard dog, not a guide dog.

Kampa is a proud father.

So am I.

Maydow, our village has survived for thousands of years because we know who

are. We are Snow Mountain, not some amusement park.

We have traditions and a duty to protect the sheep of this village, which is all

being thrown away because Bodhi learned how to play the guitar.

No, Boo.

You of all dogs should know that it's not his music the fans love.

It's his soul.

And Bodhi has a pure and humble soul, dear.

Beyond the horizon.

Right where I wanted to be.

Wake up, let's go.

Come on, take a ride with me. There's no limit.

Beyond the horizon.

You can't get enough of me.

That was cool, right?

Cool? No. That was... What's the word I'm looking for?

Horrible. Right. That's the word.

Horrible. Dharma, we need a music video. This is all part of sharing my music

with the world.

Your music?

Our music, Bodhi. Or do I have to call you BB?

Don't be jealous.

This will be good for all of us.

Let's be clear, Bodhi. This is good for you.

I told you this conversation wasn't done.

What's going on here?

Look at us.

like clowns oh we're sparkly clowns what do you think

we're chasing the dream no we are selling out oh no

we used to play music you know play music we used to live music and love

now we're we're just posing no dharma We're

playing the game. And when we're headlining our own tour and our music is

around the world, it'll all be worth it.

Not to me.

I don't want to do this anymore.

You want to go chase some fantasy?

Go for it, BB.

This isn't some fantasy.

This is my dream.

Well, go chase it then.

As for me, I want to be in a rock band.

Germer? What?

You with me?

Am I?

I mean, I mean...

Fine. Be like all the other musicians in Rock and Roll Park, dreaming of

becoming somebody.

But fans are fickle. You never know when taste might change. It's a numbers

game, and I'm going to play it. And if you don't like it, you're free to go.

What?

What are they doing?

No, no, no.

This is not happening.

Guess your game is now solitaire.

You broke my heart, dude.

No, no, no, no, no, no! You can't break up!

No! Wait, I didn't mean... True blue together?

The true blue is through.

Let them go, Bebe.

You don't need them anymore.

But they're my bandmates.

You'll get others.

I don't want others.

We're supposed to chase this dream together.

That's sweet.

But trust me, Bebe. They need you more than you need them.

I don't know what I need anymore.

I do.

I've got something for you. Something I had made especially for you.

Something that will guarantee you a place in rock and roll history.

Come on.

Trust me.

I present to you the Crossroads Recording Booth.

Oh.

A recording booth?

The recording booth. Custom -made especially for you.

You built this for me? I built this knowing that someone like you would

Someone with passion, with the desire to share their music with the world.

You want this, Bebe. You want it so badly, it's draining you.

It is?

I've seen you after your shows.

You're exhausted, right?

Sometimes.

All right, but what if I told you the Crossroads Recording Booth allows you to

keep that feeling of excitement without being tired?

It can do that?

Yes. It will keep you on top. You could headline your own world tour.

I'm producing you, launching you, and all I'm asking in return... It's for you

to trust me.

Okay. What do I do?

Enter the Crossroads.

Hello?

Something is wrong.

No mountain is angry.

I don't know.

the bridge to safety!

Remain calm!

Pitchy dog.

What did you do to me? I just got what I wanted.

Your power.

Why? Why?

Because you trusted me. And I gave you everything you wanted.

Fame, fans, sharing your music with the world. But nothing in life is free.

You want to dance?

Then you've got to pay the band leader. And the price is your soul.

I feel strange.

Oh, Muffin, you don't look good either.

Get Mr.

Bodacious out of my office.

worthy.

I've got the power!

Nothing will stop me now!

the BB's band broke up? You've got to do something.

I just did.

Lang, are you okay?

Never better.

Lang, you've been acting strange for weeks.

What's gotten into you?

Sometimes you've got to turn and face the strange.

Isn't that BB's guitar?

It's my guitar now.

Want to hear a song?

Oh,

well.

After tonight, I'll have a dozen more pop stars just like her.

loitering in Rock and Roll Park.

Come on, move on.

I'm not loitering. I'm wallowing.

Well, you can't do that either.

You two look familiar.

Us? No, we're just cops, plain and simple cops, just on the beat.

And there ain't no loitering or wallowing in Rock and Roll Park.

Move along. Move along.

An avalanche runs no mountain.

Grandpa, are you okay?

We're fine, Bodhi. What about Dad? Is he okay? Your father saved all the sheep.

We couldn't be prouder.

When the avalanche came, Kampa answered the call to service, risking his life

for his duty and his flock.

Your father was a hero.

What do you mean, what?

Is that Bodhi?

Dad!

Easy there, son.

When I heard about the avalanche, I got so worried.

It's going to take more than an avalanche to get me off Snow Mountain.

Bodhi, I told you I'm okay, son.

But I'm not.

Dad, I messed up real bad.

We all make mistakes.

I just wanted to share my music with the world. But instead I lost my friends,

my power.

I lost myself.

I lost myself too, son. I was so proud of you and became some sort of rock dad.

When all I ever really wanted to be was your dad.

Like father, like son.

That's the riff. I heard that in my dream.

Of course you did.

Grandpa used to play it for you, Bodhi, when you were a baby to get you to go to

sleep.

My boy!

Okay, you're supposed to be headlining that benefit concert.

But Lang took everything from me. Get down there and show him he can't take

anything from you.

It's not the dog and the fight.

It's the fight and the dog. Just believe in yourself, like I do.

I will, Dad.

doesn't belong to anyone.

It belongs to everyone.

Rock and Roll Park will never die.

How right you are, love.

Okay, let's put our hands together for the one, the only, Mr.

Legs.

Hey, isn't that Bodhi's guitar?

It's mine now.

I didn't know you played. Oh, I'm full of surprises, love.

Hey, all you rockers and rollers out there, are you ready to rock?

All your musical dreams are about to come true.

All you have to do is trust me.

Trust me now.

Trust me now.

Something had me going down.

I'm getting out of here. Actually, Fatback, something going is going up.

What's going on?

Bodhi, Lang has gone completely crazy.

He blasted me with this green energy, and I think he's taken over Rock and

Park.

We've got to find out what's going on. Any ideas?

Oh, I think Ozzy has an idea.

Rock and Roll Park, yeah?

Fine! You're never leaving!

It's Ozzy.

Bodhi, we're sorry.

Guys, it's okay. And I'm the one that's sorry.

Stay

here with

Ozzy. You'll be safe.

This is unexpected.

What do you think you're going to do? Feed me bodacious?

My name is Bodhi. Well, in that case, my name is

Linux.

You again?

You know him?

Oh yeah, we go way back.

And this time, your daddy's not here to stop me.

You'll never get away with this. I already have. Look around you. They all

belong to me.

You're a zombie.

Exactly. But if I can't make music, I'm going to own music.

Control the talent, control the music.

Oh, enough talk.

What is this? Now I have all the power.

What have you got?

Cowabunga!

Huh? I've got

my guitar.

Looks like we're gonna have...

I'm gonna control all of rock and roll.

I've already got your band.

As soon as I control you, I'll have all your music.

It's not my music. It's our music.

Thanks,

Princess. You're welcome.

Now come show you who I'm done with all this.

Dharma,

Germer, I'm back. And we're behind.

What? Screw Blue together?

And the king, the rock and roll.

No.

I own you all.

No matter how hard you fight.

It's not the dog in the fight. It's the fight in the dog.

We may be a simple village of Snow Mountain, but as long as we always

who we are and where we all come from, we will always win.

Don't stop believing.

Hold on to that feeling.

Stop.

Please.

Sorry,

Dad.

I wanted it so badly that I forgot who I was.

Oh, right.

We were both just caught up under Lang's spell. Can you forgive me?

It's okay, Bodhi. Yeah. Yeah, we're cool.

True blue together?

You too, Francis.

True blue forever!

Yes!

Thank you, Rock and Roll Park.

It's great to be here. We want to finish with our new song.

It's about never forgetting where you came from.

Take me home where I belong.

To my family and my friends. Where the love never

ends. Take me home.

Should I have sunscreen?

Why?

Conserve some!

Coward!

Ladies and gentlemen, Lil' Foxy.

Take me home where I come from. Where my heart and soul

belong. To Snow Mountain where...