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Disco? Dead. Don't do that. Never that ever again.

The '80s are about fluidity. It's all about being loose and the flow.

All right. This is what I want you to do.

Learning to dance.

Super easy. Yeah?

It's all about being in your body. Yeah?

What is that?

It's Belinda Carlisle's trademark move. I saw her do it at The Roxy.

Come on. Uh?

Come on. Get up, get up. Let's do it.

Try it. Try it in the mirror.

Hmm. Up.

Yeah.

I don't know. I don't... I don't wanna do that.

It's kind of gay, don't you think?

You know what? You know what's gonna work for you?

-Pocket dancing. -Pocket dancing?

All you need is an oversized jacket.

And then you can be that guy, you know?

It's the life raft for the uncoordinated man.

Who can accuse you of being stiff when the whole point is to be stiff?

Look, I don't wanna do this!

I don't wanna go on some stupid dance show and embarrass myself on television.

The entire situation is ludicrous, but we don't really have a choice, do we?

Mr. Schaffer set the whole thing up.

You're just gonna have to find a dance style that works for you.

He's a really good dancer, man.

-Who is? -Robert.

You saw him. Even when he's losing his mind, he's got moves.

Susan's gonna wish she was dancing with him instead of me.

And that will be the beginning of the end.

Susan loves you, Thom.

Yeah, and my dad loved my mom.

Until he left her for somebody better.

Robert isn't any better than you.

In fact, we don't even know who Robert really is.

He's sophisticated.

He knows about sailboats and garnishes and "Prowst."

It's… Proust, but I understand why someone would say "Prowst."

I think he's gonna hurt her.

I feel it.

I can't let that happen.

I'd do anything for her. To keep her safe, to keep her with me.

-I'd... -You'd kill for her.

I would.

I'm worried about you, Thom.

Ever since the other night at the party with the crazy cult guy…

you've been acting strange.

What are you trying to say, Bret?

I don't know.

I just feel like there's something going on that I don't know about.

Help me understand.

Hmm?

You can let me in.

I'm a friend.

I know.

I'm just stressed about the dance-off. That's it.

Okay. All right.

Let's try something else.

Um… Okay. I think…

…this is gonna be a little more your speed.

Super simple. Robot.

She's so romantic. I don't think you can pull it off.

I mean, it's slutty, but it's good.

You can do that.

Ah. Pearls, pearls.

I mean, hair and fur. What else do you want?

I don't know, Steven.

I need to stand out.

I… want drama.

Trust me. Pastels are where the '80s are headed.

But… …you don't want someone with vision styling you for the show,

then you can just walk yourself into a Sears

and tell those pug dogs at the counter to hose you down

with all the brown corduroy they've got.

Here. This is it.

Claude Montana. Headpiece, shoulders, waist, peplum, harem. Perfect.

No.

No.

Steven, what is Cha Cha doing in your purse?

-To remind you what's at stake. -That is my Dance Off! competition.

I am aware of that. And she has style, which you don't.

And you need to get a heap of it.

She's trash. She's poor.

Compare, then flair.

Okay, seriously?

Debbie, you can't just do coke out in the open at Hamburger Hamlet.

Oh, what's the big deal? Everybody's doing it.

It's practically a vitamin.

By the way, Steven…

I'm low.

What does it mean that my life has become hours of laminating at Kinko's

and weekly expeditions down to Pico to buy blow

for a commandeering little girl?

I surely deserve better.

I want half a gram.

-Fine. -Fine.

Scoot. Scoot.

Wedge salad, hold the dressing.

And a loaded Reuben with thick-cut fries.

-Thank you. -Enjoy.

I don't know how you stay so thin.

You look terrific, Debbie. Just try and be happy with yourself.

I will be happy once I win Dance Off!

And everyone in this town sees that I did it all by myself

without any help from anyone.

I won't stress. It's just some dance show.

I'm just gonna have a good time and do my thing.

Your thing is that you win.

It's true. You win everything.

So, just don't win this one thing for once.

I wasn't planning on it.

Don't pretend like you aren't strategic, Susan.

God, Debbie. Where is this coming from?

You must really hate me.

You get the body, the guy, you're gonna win homecoming queen.

In case you haven't noticed, the new guy likes you.

-Who? Robert? -Mm-hmm.

He doesn't like me.

For someone who looks in the mirror all the time,

you really don't look in the mirror, do you?

I think you need to get some perspective, Debbie,

and take a deep breath.

I know we're best friends, Susan.

Sometimes I really could just murder you.

♪ On the floors of Tokyo Or down in London town to go, go ♪

♪ With the record selection And the mirror's reflection ♪

♪ I'm dancing with myself ♪

♪ When there's no-one else in sight In the crowded lonely night ♪

♪ Well, I wait so long For my love vibration ♪

♪ And I'm dancing with myself ♪

♪ Oh-oh, dancing with myself Oh-oh-oh… ♪

Why isn't there a pregnant Barbie doll?

Because Ken came in another box.

-Where's Thom? -He has the flu.

Yeah, there's a serious case of the "I can't dance" going around.

Stop it. We are here to have fun.

Well, I'm gonna win this thing if it's the last thing I do.

Good luck with that.

♪ If I had the chance I'd ask the world to… ♪

Oh, oh.

Fuck!

Cup my balls. Say my name. Cup my balls. Say my name, say my name.

Come on. Fuck.

Oh, shit. Ah.

Ah…

Holy shit. Like Mount Saint Helens in here.

Oh.

You're getting very good at that, young lady.

Yeah, about that…

Oh.

By my calculation, and I'm getting an A in algebra,

I've given you 50 blow jobs and fucked you six times in the past three months.

That's great. So?

So, it's time you tell your wife about us, Tony.

Or I will.

What?

I'm sorry. This is the best we've ever looked.

I second that.

Look at the kids. Look at the kids!

-Hi, Daddy. -Wow, baby. Ooh!

-Look at you. Stunning. -Hmm.

Bret.

-Hi. -What's that?

Twenty-dollar bills.

Bribes for me to give the cameramen.

That's just to assure that you get plenty of camera time to show off your moves.

Not that you won't take that title on your own.

Love you, Daddy.

Love you.

Um… do you wanna go practice?

Come on. We have got to focus.

Wow.

Look at 'em. It's all in front of them.

Because the way that you're holding me is making me look big. Here.

I was that young once.

Yeah. During the Pleistocene era.

-Figure it out. -Okay.

I want it all the way over there, and then I want you to pull me in.

We're gonna go to the middle, we're gonna do three spins…

Shit.

Showtime, motherfuckers.

It's the first week of October 1981.

And this is Dance Off!

Now, let's meet some of this week's dancers.

Hi. I'm Bret. I like Joan Didion, and I wanna be a writer.

Hi. I'm Debbie, and I'm gonna rule the world.

Hi. I'm Susan. I'd like to pursue a career in the legal arts.

I'm Robert. I like trying new hair products like gel and mousse

and studying the philosophies of Kahlil Gibran.

Hi. I'm Cha Cha. I've been Groover of the Week three months in a row,

and I'm gonna win it again tonight.

And I'm Tony Cruz, host of Dance Off!

All right.

This week, boy, it's an exciting one.

We're dancing down the hottest hits in the land, featuring the Griffins.

But first up, and new on the charts, Rick James with "Super Freak."

Ha ha.

Hit it!

Fucking bitch.

♪ She's a very kinky girl ♪

♪ The kind you don't take home to mother ♪

♪ She will never let your spirits down ♪

♪ Once you get her off the street Ow, girl ♪

♪ She likes the boys in the band ♪

♪ She says that I'm her all-time favorite ♪

♪ When I make my move to her room It's the right time ♪

♪ She's never hard to please Oh, no ♪

Goddamn it. Cha Cha's got cum stains on her blouse again.

Switch to camera two.

Fucking love Rick James, freaky motherfucker.

I bring the gift of Ma Maison.

Compliments of Terry Schaffer.

Feature Debbie. Short peroxide blonde.

♪ She's all right, she's all right ♪

♪ That girl's all right with me ♪

That's her.

♪ Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey! ♪

Have at it.

♪ She's super-freaky, yow ♪

♪ Everybody sing Super freak, super freak ♪

-♪ She's a very special girl ♪ -♪ The kind of girl you want to know ♪

-♪ From her head down to her toenails ♪ -♪ Down to her feet ♪

♪ Yeah, she'll wait for me at backstage With her girlfriends… ♪

-♪ In a limousine ♪ -Move.

♪ Long and black and shining bright ♪

-♪ Three's not a crowd to her, she says ♪ -♪ Ménage à trois, ooh, la, la ♪

♪ "Room 714, I'll be waiting" ♪

♪ When I get there She's got incense, wine, and candles ♪

♪ It's such a freaky scene ♪

-♪ That girl is pretty kinky ♪ -♪ The girl's a super freak ♪

-♪ The kind of girl you read about ♪ -♪ In new-wave magazines ♪

-♪ That girl is pretty wild now ♪ -♪ The girl's a super freak ♪

-♪ I really like to taste her ♪ -♪ Every time we meet ♪

♪ She's all right, she's all right ♪

♪ That girl's all right with me ♪

♪ Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey! ♪

♪ She's a super freak, super freak She's super-freaky, yow ♪

-♪ Temptations sing ♪ -♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

I can dance.

I can dance. You're a good boy, Thom.

You can dance if you want to.

Even if your dad never showed you how because he fucking left.

You can dance, goddamn it. I can dance.

Fuck!

Fuck it!

I'm going!

-♪ …wild now ♪ -♪ The girl's a super freak ♪

-♪ I really like to taste her ♪ -♪ Every time we meet ♪

♪ She's all right, she's all right ♪

♪ That girl's all right with me ♪

♪ Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey! ♪

♪ She's a super freak, super freak She's super-freaky, yow ♪

-♪ Temptations sing ♪ -♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Super freak, super freak That girl's a super freak ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ She's a very kinky girl ♪

♪ The kind you won't take home to mother ♪

♪ And she will never Let your spirits down ♪

♪ Once you get her off the street ♪

♪ Blow Danny ♪

♪ Oh, girl ♪

♪ Oh, girl ♪

In three, two. Throw to Tony.

That was Rick James's "Super Freak."

And today, these kids were super freaky. Wowza.

Next up, a fantastic segment called Ask the Kids,

Dance Off!'s Groover of the Week,

and don't touch that dial

or you might just miss the one and only Slow Jam Romance.

I'm Tony Cruz.

I'm a Libra male, and the party's just begun.

Take five, use the can, whatever, powder your nose.

Take five, powder your noses, use the can. Whatever.

Bring it, bitch.

War's been won, Compton Heights.

Don't mess with Beverly Hills.

Anybody want a Coke?

-Oh. -Ca-Cola.

Sure. Lots of ice.

You were so, so good.

-So good. -You were so good.

Big, strapping fella like you watching their weight?

Hi, I'm Steven.

I work for Mr. Schaffer.

Hi. Ryan.

Yeah, I know.

You run in Debbie's group.

-On the fringes. -Ah.

I can't eat too much sugar or I break out.

Gotta look good for the camera.

Yeah, I'm building up the courage to get out there.

Not a very good dancer.

Au contraire, mon chéri.

You got smooth moves.

Very smooth.

I'm sorry, I don't speak French too good.

I always say if you can screw, you can dance.

It's all in the pelvis. Isn't that right?

I don't… I don't understand.

I'm your biggest fan, Ryan.

Or is it Troy?

Troy Wad?

Yeah, see, I was the first gal on my block to get that new device they call a VCR.

And I've seen all your movies on video.

All of them.

Horny Mommy Gang Bang.

Rusty the Lusty Pool Boy.

That one's a classic.

-I think you might be mis... -Mistaking you for someone else?

I don't think so.

I never forget a pretty face.

Or an even prettier ass.

Don't be ashamed, Ryan.

Pornography is the medium of the '80s.

-Oh. -Are you threatening me?

My boss is here. Get your hands off me or I'll cut 'em off.

Everybody's got their kink. Right, Ryan?

Looking good, kid.

Oh.

Hi, Mr. Schaffer.

Debbie's doing so good.

Isn't she?

Been kind of busy making movies out of town for much of her high school years,

so I arranged all this to make it up to her, I guess.

I read your treatment again last night.

Less Than a Hero.

Less Than Zero.

Yeah.

It's very promising.

Is it?

Mm-hmm.

Now listen, are you Robert Towne right now? Is this Chinatown?

No.

But it might be.

If we implement the right notes.

Well,

writing is rewriting, right?

That's what they say in the movie business.

That's right.

We should meet at the Beverly Hills Hotel.

I have a nice setup there. Bungalow 2.

Debra Winger stays there when she's in town.

Get out!

-Get out. -What? Why?

You told me I could have run of the place.

After you threatened to go to my wife, ruin my life. I have three little kids.

I'll be a very good stepmother to them, Tony. You'll see.

You're insane. You're delusional!

No, I'm not, Tony. I'm a star.

-And a star gets what she wants. -Oh, geez.

What, you think this is it for me?

A few more weeks of best groover, and then what?

You lied. You know I can't afford college.

You promised you'd get me an audition for Grease 2, and where's that?

Anyway, I've decided

-I don't want that anymore. -Oh, you know what?

A dancer's days are numbered in this town.

Fucking… The fuck do you think you are? Olivia Newton-John?

Oh, my God. You're gonna tell her, aren't you?

I don't know Olivia Newton-John, but I'd like to.

My wife!

And you're only 18.

You understand that if you do this, I'm done?

I've decided I want a bigger prize, Tony.

And that prize is you.

By the way…

I'm pregnant.

What?

Little Tony Junior is only a few months away.

I already have a kid named Tony Junior!

Then we'll call him Tony III.

What the fuck?

Fuck.

Tell my wife, and you're dead.

Watch your threats.

You're speaking to the mother of your unborn child.

♪ I was born to run I was born to dream ♪

♪ The craziest boy you… ♪

So, what are you gonna do for couples dance?

I don't know. Sit this one out?

Don't be ridiculous.

Couples dance could put you over the edge. You could win this.

Listen, I can understand not wanting to be homecoming queen,

but Groover of the Week?

Come on, Susan. Everybody wants this.

I do, yeah. I think I do.

During roll call…

What?

…where we said what we wanted at the beginning.

Yeah, you said you wanted to go into the legal arts.

What exactly are the legal arts?

My dad wants me to be a lawyer. My mom too.

What do you want?

I want…

I don't know.

To go off to New York City.

Get away from expectations.

I took ballet all through school, and then last year, I just gave it up.

Maybe I want to be a professional ballerina in a company or something.

I don't know.

You'd look very good in a tutu.

Stop it. You're making fun of me.

Never.

Be all that you can be.

Starting right now, right here.

Win this.

Show your parents. Show them all.

I'll help you with couples dance.

You have to admit I have some pretty sweet moves.

You do.

That you do.

Let's do this.

Let's do it.

-You came. -Uh-huh.

Okay.

Who will win today's dance-off and become Groover of the Week?

Did Dynamite Debbie do enough to shake her way to the top?

Has Susan shown enough sass in her step to strut off with the crown?

Or has the reigning champ, Cha Cha, shown she has…

One vote for Cha Cha Rodriguez.

One vote for Debbie Schaffer.

She's the best contestant, don't you think?

One vote for Susan Reynolds.

One vote for Cha Cha. That's 30 votes for Cha Cha.

Debbie Schaffer. That's 32 votes for Debbie.

One for Susan Reynolds. That's 34 votes for Susan Reynolds.

One for Connie Lingus. Is she even a contestant?

Hello?

Who is this?

How did you know I was here?

Who is this?

Eat it.

We need to talk.

We've had this date from the beginning.

Hey, what's up, man? You upset?

You worried about the couples dance? I got you.

What did you say?

Well, that's why you wanted a powwow, isn't it?

Get some tips. Here's how you do it.

Come on, imitate me. This is easy stuff.

First, just sway.

Like this. Just sway.

Do that. And then do this.

Hold her tight. Just sway.

Like this.

Press your inevitably swelling dick into her.

Swear to God she'll get wet and you'll feel it right through her dress.

Hey, let go. What's your deal, man? Just stop. Stop what you're doing.

What am I doing?

Waltzing into my school and flirting with my girl under my nose

like I'm not even there, pretending like you're the big man on campus.

-And that's your role, am I right? -Yeah, that's right. I'm the quarterback.

You're nothing. You're weird.

You're too cool for school, and that shit stops today.

-Does it? -Yeah, it does.

So what? You're worldly. You've been to Europe.

I see how you look at Susan.

I saw you talking to her way too sexy-like when I walked in this place.

And I was kind to you.

I said to everybody, "Be nice to the new kid. Let him in."

Now I'm telling you to your smug little face, you're not so nice.

I know you're not. I see you.

Wipe off that flop sweat.

Just knock it off, man! There's something seriously wrong with you!

As of today, this dynamic with Susan, with me, it ends!

Smoke?

Okay, Thom, as you calm your clearly agitated nervous system

after a complete evisceration of my character,

let me hold up a mirror to you.

Can you handle that?

Yeah, I can handle that.

I think you're a scared little boy.

Deep down inside, you know you peaked in high school and you're terrified.

You're looking for a villain to blame in your story

for your inevitable psychic collapse, but it won't be me.

I won't accept it. Blame somebody else.

Maybe your father.

It's suddenly clear to me why he abandoned you.

Because you're fucking worthless. And needy.

An embarrassment of a man, and no father wants that.

Watch your mouth.

Or better yet, do the easy thing and blame Susan for being drawn to me.

Maybe she's tired of living in your fake, tarnished, tinsel cage.

Maybe your adenoidal jock allure is fading as you age out.

Or maybe, just maybe, someone needs to do just this:

break everyone out of your spell of mediocrity.

Do you see me?

'Cause I see you, and I don't like what I see.

You're a weak flatline of a person.

And maybe what Susan needs, what everyone in this group needs,

is someone like me.

A goddamn jolt of adrenaline and leadership.

I'll see you in there, buddy.

Or not.

We're live in ten. Tony to set, please. Tony to set.

Seven, six…

-I can fucking count. -…five, four…

-Where's Thom and Robert? -I don't know.

-…three, two… -I know how to fucking count.

I just need you to help me with who's who.

And we're back. How's everyone feeling so far? How's everybody doing?

It's great to hear. Your crew's moves are fantastic today.

All right, everybody watching at home.

Coming up, we have the crowning of the Groover of the Week.

And let me tell you, after the tally I just saw,

this week is a squeaker.

Also coming up is my personal favorite, Slow Jam Romance.

But now a fan favorite segment, Ask the Kids.

And we have our next caller.

-Caller, what's your name? -Connect line two.

-Where are you calling from? -Hi, I'm Daphne.

I'm a junior at Brentwood, and my question is for Cha Cha.

Cha Cha, we all know you can really move.

Is that what you want to pursue when you graduate, a career as a dancer?

Actually, no. And, Daphne, thanks for calling.

My goal is to win today, so vote for me.

But ultimately, what I really want is to be a wife and a mother.

-Aww. -Next caller.

Line four is live.

Bonjour, my name is Violet.

I am a sophomore exchange student from…

Violet, you're a little muffled.

Try talking into the receiver. Who was your question for?

Yes, sorry.

My question is for Ryan.

Ryan, you seem so familiar.

Where have I seen you before?

Were you an extra or something or, mmm… Pardon. What was the name of that movie?

Porky's?

Uh, hi, um…

Cat got your tongue, Ryan?

No, I'm…

This is my first time in front of a camera…

today.

Fantastique. Well, you've got star quality.

Keep shining bright.

And that he does.

I mean, all of these kids from California just have that special sauce

that we're seeing on full display here on Dance Off!,

the most awesome boogie-down show ever created.

Next caller.

Hi. This is Paul from Campbell Hall.

Yes, hi, Paul. Tell me, who's your question for?

My question's for Debbie.

It's really more of an opinion, really. But you…

I voted for you, and, uh,

I hope you know a lot of people are rooting for you and, uh…

You deserve something nice.

You deserve to win.

Daddy?

-Is this guy crying? -We got ourselves a Mama Rose.

Motherfucker! You fuck… Goddamn it! Sick! Sick! Sick! Sick!

I think we only got time for one more.

-Got a live one on line five. -Connected.

Caller, what's your question, and who's it for?

I did it. I…

Caller, what's your question?

Look inside, inside this world.

Caller, you're on the air.

Say something, dickwad!

Throw to the next segment!

Boys and girls, that is the magic of live television.

All right, now on to the next segment.

Are you ready, kids?

This is Slow Jam Romance.

Can you pull me in? Sex it up a little bit?

This is my moment. Please help me win this.

I am.

You're not.

For once in this relationship, pretend to feel something, goddamn it.

I want you to win this. I do.

♪ It feels so right, so warm and true ♪

♪ I need to know if you feel it too ♪

♪ Maybe I'm wrong Won't you tell me… ♪

Kiss me.

I don't think it's that kind...

♪ This heart of mine Has been hurt before ♪

♪ This time I want be be sure ♪

♪ I've been waiting for a girl like you ♪

♪ To come into my life ♪

-♪ I've been waiting for a girl like you ♪ -♪ Waiting for a… ♪

The voters are gonna love this.

Good for her.

-♪ I've been waiting for someone new ♪ -♪ Waiting ♪

♪ To make me feel alive ♪

-♪ Yeah, waiting for a girl like you ♪ -♪ Waiting for a girl ♪

♪ To come into my life ♪

Wanna dance?

Not really.

The caller says you have star quality, so let's show them what you can do.

♪ You're so good ♪

Excuse me, guys.

♪ When we make love it's understood ♪

♪ It's more than a touch Or a word we say ♪

♪ When you love someone ♪

♪ Now, I know it's right ♪

♪ From the moment I wake up Till deep in the night… ♪

Boo!

What are you doing?

I just wanna dance with the prettiest girl in school.

Thom's not here.

♪ I've been waiting ♪

Come on. Let's go.

♪ For a girl like you ♪

♪ To come into my life ♪

-♪ I've been waiting for a girl like you ♪ -♪ Waiting for a ♪

♪ A love that will survive ♪

-♪ I've been waiting for someone new ♪ -♪ Waiting ♪

♪ To make me feel alive ♪

-♪ Yeah, waiting for a girl like you ♪ -♪ Waiting, waiting for a girl ♪

♪ To come into my life ♪

♪ I've been waiting ♪

♪ Waiting for you ♪

♪ Ooh… ♪

This feels wrong.

No, this feels right.

♪ I've been waiting ♪

♪ I've been waiting for a girl like you ♪

♪ I've been waiting ♪

♪ Won't you come into my life? ♪

Debbie is so crazy about Bret.

I just don't want her to get hurt.

I've hurt her enough already, you know?

All the shitty things I've done…

I just don't want anybody to hurt her anymore.

You've done too much coke today.

I've got a quaalude in the car.

I can dance.

I can dance.

Better get the lead out, you big lug.

New kid in town's bumping privates with your girlfriend.

What the fuck?

You guys, stop it!

Thom, look at me. Thom!

-Go to commercial! -Enough!

-Are you kidding? This is ratings gold. -Cut to camera three!

I'll kill you!

I said enough!

Enough!

-No, no, no, no, no. -Stop! Robert!

You better go break this up, big guy.

Enough! I said enough!

Go to commercial!

Pussy.

Make your meals sing with…

-I'll kill you! -I said enough!

Robert! I said enough!

This is… This is not… This is not what we do in show business!

-No, no! No, no, no. -Do something!

Thom, Thom.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

It's okay, I promise.

Hey, your hair looks great today.

I am humiliated.

Consider yourself lucky.

I wish I had two guys fighting over me.

Come on.

Let's go to the makeup station and get you touched up, okay?

This fluorescent lighting is shit.

Hey, Debbie.

I hope that you win.

I hope I win too.

-Slut. -Whore.

Hello?

Everyone to set, please. We're back in 30. We're back in 30.

You know, I think you got this.

Celebrate with a powdered doughnut?

-You can snort the sugar off it. -Funny.

I can't. My diet.

Hey, you were great out there.

You're sexy and great.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Took my breath away.

I love you.

I love you.

Fifteen seconds until Groover of the Week. Fifteen seconds.

Here we go.

Oh.

-Ten seconds until... -I got it. I got it. Fuck!

Debbie. Where's Cha Cha?

Where's Cha Cha?

Probably left when she felt she was about to get skunked.

And we're live in four, three…

Two, one.

That about wraps it up for this week's episode of Dance Off!

How about it, Senior Class?

Do you ever wish you could go back, start all over?

Be young again?

I'd kill for that opportunity.

Now, as always, the moment we've all been waiting for,

this week's Groover of the Week.

Whoo!

The Groover of the Week is… Drumroll, please.

Hit snare sound effect.

By a landslide, Susan Reynolds!

Congratulations.

Susan, congrats!

Congratulations. By a landslide.

Congrats.

Susan Reynolds.

All right!

There's always next year.

She won't be in high school next year, Steven.

I don't know.

Let's end this shebang with a bang!

This is "Just Can't Get Enough" by Depeche Mode.

-Baby... -No, this is because of you!

I'll talk to her.

Debbie, wait.

Debbie, wait, it's okay.

Please leave me alone.

It's okay. Wait. Debbie, wait!

-Bret! Bret! -Shit.

-What? -Look.

Oh, my God.

♪ We walk together We're walking down the street ♪

♪ And I just can't get enough And I just can't get enough ♪

♪ Every time I think of you I know we have to meet ♪

♪ And I just can't get enough And I just can't get enough ♪

♪ It's getting hotter It's a burning love ♪

♪ And I just can't seem to get enough of ♪

♪ I just can't get enough I just can't get enough ♪

♪ I just can't get enough… ♪

Did I miss the party?

♪ I just can't get enough I just can't get enough ♪

♪ And when it rains You're shining down for me ♪

♪ And I just can't get enough And I just can't get enough ♪

♪ Just like a rainbow You know you set me free ♪

♪ And I just can't get enough And I just can't get enough ♪

♪ You're like an angel And you give me your love ♪

♪ And I just can't seem to get enough of ♪

♪ I just can't get enough I just can't get enough ♪