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? A new day dawns in the wild wild west ?

? When a school will discover Who will be the best ?

? And you know when the going gets tough ?

? Mikey's gonna dig down And use the right stuff ?

? 'Cause if you wanna play handbal l ?

? Then you've gotta give it your all ?

[hip hop music]

? Come on ?

? 'Cause if you wanna play handball ?

? You've gotta think big not small ?

? If you wanna play handball ?

? Then you've gotta play hardball ?

[audience cheers]

Hello.

- Welcome to - [both] Wacky Game Time!

- Hope you made it to the toilet. - And flushed.

- [toilet flushes] - Scores are locked as we enter�

[both] Ask The Expert.

I know all.

[Stone] Indeed she does.

It's true, I do.

Tiffany!

Michael!

[drumming rapidly]

What do children think about the most?

[buzzer buzzes] Chicken.

We have chicken.

[loud honk] Wow!

Surprising.

Not really.

Tiffany? [buzzer buzzes]

Easy, okay? Chocolate.

And what does The Expert say?

[loud honk]

One incredible score!

[laughs]

Michael. Second answer?

Uh, gee, I have a mental blank.

Really? Mental blank?

No, I can't think--

First thing that comes to mind.

Uh, gee� handball.

[gong reverberates]

Ow, the gong.

[buzzers buzzes] My turn, okay?

Dogs. No wait.

Puppies.

Definitely puppies.

We're looking for puppies.

Ooh. [loud honk]

[audience cheers]

Splendid.

All right Mikey, this is it.

Your team needs you.

Do you have what it takes?

Are you a champ?

Or are you a chip?

Ah.

[Steele laughs] Cue the dramatic thinking music.

- Boink. - [Mrs Crapper] Final answer.

You have five seconds.

[suspenseful music] [clock ticking]

Being in ace!

Ace?

The top position in handball.

[gong reverberates] Ooh!

King?!

Queen?! [gong reverberating]

[horn honking]

[fingers snap] Mikey, snap out of it.

Oh, sorry.

I was in an imaginary game show.

[horn honking]

Hey, Mikey, don't forget your registration form, okay?

Yeah, if you're got it, we'll save you the trip, okay?

Uh, yeah.

Nah, I'll bring it in this afternoon.

Okay, well don't be late.

I won't, sirs.

One sec, just wanna say goodbye, okay?

[menacing music]

You still here?

Just waiting for Auntie.

Hope you got your form signed.

Uh, mm.

Oh, my gosh, you didn't.

- Wow. - OMG.

What if he doesn't make it by the deadline?

Then we're happy, Lance.

You're in the team, okay?

Remember?

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

Auntie's gonna sign the form easy-peasy.

Um, well, she's late.

Your form hasn't been signed and the deadline's in 44 minutes.

Sucks to be you.

You never stop!

Have a great afternoon, guys.

- Bye. - Bye.

Bye.

- Let's go. - We got a 4:30.

Bye.

She has a point.

We don't have much time.

If Auntie's one thing, it's reliable.

I would have said scary.

[lively music]

[phone chiming]

- Hello?! - Auntie?

You're late. Where are you?

I don't know!

Sounds like you're in Bombay.

More like Beirut!

I need to get my form signed and delivered

or, like, I'm out of SASI-WESTS-HAT.

I know. Sorry. I'm stuck at some Lebanese wedding!

I can't see any street signs!

Check your GPS.

Watch the paint job!

- What was that? - A bridesmaid on my bonnet!

Find me.

[Lebanese music]

So what are we gonna do?

About what?

Oh, bro, it's the worst.

I just called Auntie and she's lost as, eh.

[phone clicking] Who you gonna call?

[high-pitched humming]

Well, well, well. If it isn't baby brother.

Kevin, we need your help.

Surprise, surprise.

It's important.

Oh, I'm sure it is, Jerry.

Can you trace a call?

What is it with you and tracing phones?

What are you?

Secret agents?

Please?

Save your dignity.

I'm about to raid an Elven stronghold with some pals in Guatemala.

You're on your own.

Mate, he's full on.

Indeed.

[Mikey] Mm.

[lively drum music]

Wedding drums.

I heard that in the background when I was talking to Auntie.

So what?

So, if we follow the drums, we'll find her.

Maybe.

Well, don't just stand there.

Let's follow the drums, dummies!

895, that's going our way.

[knocking]

Open, open, open.

- G'day, kids. - Hey, sir. How's it going?

- Oi, drop the ramp. - Please?

Nice manners.

Give us a sec.

Choice manners go a long way, eh.

We're in a rush.

Yeah, everyone is these days.

Gee, it's a hot one, isn't it?

Yeah, sure is.

Okay, I think it's this one.

[horn honks] Oh.

Not that one.

[chuckles]

Sorry, kids.

I'm new to this.

I worked in IT for years, but got retrenched.

Retrenched?

Yeah, it's a nice way to fire people.

Oh, that sucks, Mr. Bus Driver.

No, it's a new adventure.

[ramp beeping] Oh.

Stand back. [ramp creaking]

Are you serious?

That wasn't meant to happen.

[ramp beeping]

There we go.

There we go.

Onboard.

[upbeat guitar music]

Are you driving or eating?

Sorry, on a break.

Nah, we need to be somewhere.

It's the law.

Mr. Bus Driver, please, isn't there any way

you could take five a little later?

Sorry, buddy.

Got to stick to the timetable.

Unions are pretty strict.

Are you serious?

Afraid so.

Let's go.

New plan.

We walk and we walk fast.

[Salwa] Mm-hm.

See ya, kids.

[slow western music]

Stop.

[low-pitched buzz]

Must recharge battery.

The drums are just over there.

If we take that, we get there faster.

That'll take a year to cross.

Then you better get started.

- What? - Leave me behind.

- No way. - Dammit, Mahaki.

We'll never make it with this chunk of metal.

It's too heavy.

I'll just slow you down.

No, bro, I'm not leaving you behind.

Just complete the mission.

That's all that matters.

No, bro.

- No. - Gosh darn it, Mikey Mahaki.

Don't make this harder than it needs to be.

Oi!

Stop being drama queens.

I can help push.

Oh, yeah.

- Sweet as. - Indeed.

[Mikey] If you need any help, just call out.

I need help.

[Mikey] Nah, just give me five more minutes.

[Salwa] Yeah, thought so.

[lively drum music]

Epic!

Can you see Auntie?!

Oi, there she is!

Auntie!

Auntie!

Yeah, I don't think she can hear you, bro!

We must break through!

You're in my world now.

[Lebanese drum music]

[crowd cheering]

That way, that way, that way.

[women vocalizing]

Turn, turn.

[crowd cheering]

[Mikey] Do you know where you're going?

[Salwa] It's--

But this is your world now.

- You said it. - Oi, bros.

What are you guys doing here?

Looking for Auntie.

- Auntie Nelly?! - No!

- Auntie Samira?! - Nah!

Auntie Hiba?!

- Uh-uh! - We're looking for his auntie!

Oh. Cool, bro.

Yeah, she got stuck behind some cars!

Yeah, can you help us find her?

I'm working, bro.

Please, bro?

No, bro.

It's an emergency, bro!

I said no, bro.

- Bro! - Bro!

- Bro! - Ugh, fine, bro.

Thanks, bro.

[crowd cheering]

[mizmar wailing]

There's Auntie!

Let's go, let's go!

- Let's go! - Congratulations!

Congrats!

Congratulations.

[Jerry] Congrats!

You made it!

This party's going off like prawns in the bin.

Crustaceans aside, how do we get out?

Don't ask me. I've been trying for an hour!

Salwa!

Aunt Nelly!

What are you doing here?

We have to get this car out or else?

Or else what?

Aunt Nelly, I don't have time to explain that I don't have time to explain!

You could have explained it in the time you said it.

It's for the handball tournament!

Oh, SASI-WESTS-HAT.

Why didn't you say something?

My brother's wife's brother's babysitter's baby brother's in that.

- Ibrahim! - Yeah!

[Salwa] Sick!

Let me get you outta here, huh.

Nah.

Nah.

Yeah.

Cover your ears.

[horn wails]

Move!

[crowd chattering]

I know people say you shouldn't blow your own horn.

Kinda glad Aunt Nelly did.

[both laugh]

- For later. - Thanks, Aunt Nelly.

Oh, thanks.

[Nelly] Ya-la ya-la move!

[engine revs]

Sorry about that.

- Everybody, congratulations. - [Salwa] Bye.

- Congrats on the wedding. - Congratulations.

- Bye. - [Salwa] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

I haven't seen him yet.

- Who? - Mikey.

If he doesn't show, then you're on the team, okay, Lance?

[tires screech]

[Lance] Uh.

[Tiffany groans]

[Auntie sighs]

Five minutes to spare.

Thanks for the recharge, Auntie Mahaki.

Now, to Steele and Stone. Stat.

Oi! Your form!

Oh.

What would I do without you, Auntie?

Not get your form in.

[Mikey] Good point.

- I'll just park! - Okay.

Where's their office?

Office directory, stat.

Don't need it.

Level 4.

Those guys sure love a photo.

[sneaky music]

Good one, Tiff.

I want a cinnamon scroll.

- Then go get one. - Really?

- Thanks. - Get me one too.

Extra cinnamon.

And me. Extra extra cinnamon.

But they're already cinnamony.

Lance.

Cinnamon scroll, extra cinnamon, and extra extra cinnamon,

or you're off the team.

But I'm already off the team.

Not if Mikey doesn't make it, then you're on the team, okay?

I'm on the team?

If he doesn't make it, yeah.

You're the best.

Extra cinnamon.

Extra extra cinnamon.

Oh.

[Jerry] Let's go, stat.

- Why do you keep saying stat? - It sounds urgent.

True, eh, let's go stat.

You need to pause before stat.

- Let's go. - Hurry up already.

Stat.

[elevator bell rings]

[doors creaking]

Is this an elevator for snails?

If it was, it would be way smaller.

And have plants in it.

Snails love plants.

This is gonna take a while,

so let's watch this try not to laugh video.

[playful music]

[cat mews]

Did you laugh?

I did.

[doors clunk]

- Yes! - [Jerry] Finally.

[Mikey sighs]

- [Mikey] Finally. - Finally.

[elevator rumbles]

Was that supposed to happen?

I don't think so.

[bell rings]

[phone ringing]

How long we got?

Three minutes and counting.

[Woman] Hello? What is your emergency?

Hello? We're stuck in one of your elevators.

[Woman] Hello? What is your emergency!

Hello!

- [Woman] Is anyone there? - Hello?

[Woman] Great. Another prank call. [phone clicks]

[phone beeping]

What now?

[high-pitched humming]

You owe me a new battle orc.

Kevin, we're trapped in an elevator.

Fun times. Tried the intercom?

Is Pluto a dwarf planet?

Well played.

What model is it?

Model?

Elevator SHOTIS E1000X.

E1000X.

Classy.

Please hold.

[Mikey humming]

Look above you, there should be a small panel in the corner.

Yep.

- We can see it. - Remove it.

[dramatic music]

[grunts] [loud clunk]

Got it.

You should be able to see three small buttons.

[Jerry] Yep.

You need to hit them one at a time in this order:

blue, green, red, or is it green, red, blue?

No, no, no, it's blue, green, red, I think.

That should reset the motor.

Blue, green, red. You sure?

I'm sure.

Probably.

What happens if we hit them in the wrong order?

Oh, one of two things.

Uh, you could disengage the brakes

and come crashing to the ground.

Or it'll play some cheesy muzak.

Hard to tell which, though.

The whole manual's in Deutsch, and I'm a little rusty.

I'll hit them all at once with this.

You do it.

Me?

No, I'm not ready.

I'll hit the wrong button.

No, you won't.

But you're a way better shot than me.

You're right, but if you don't try, you'll never learn.

She's right, Mahaki.

It's now or never.

Okay.

[Mikey sighs]

Remember, precision.

[loud buzz] Yes!

Well done, Mahaki!

[Mikey sighs]

[grunts] [loud buzz]

- Yeah! - One more.

Smash it.

You got this. [grunts] [loud honk]

[All] Yes!

[Mikey sighs] [elevator rumbles]

Thanks, big bro.

Over and out.

And that is the last of the registration forms.

Just waiting on your friend Mikey.

I don't think he's gonna make it.

He's not committed enough Mr. and Mr. Steele-Stone.

Wait!

I made it.

Here's my form!

[Steele] Hey, we were just talking about you.

With three seconds to spare.

- What? - You said 4:00 p.m.

Oh, no, that's more of a guide than a rule, okay?

Yeah, we're open till six.

Not that we ever leave by then.

Mm. [Stone chuckles]

Guys, got your cinnamon scrolls, just like you asked.

No cinnamon.

Oh, Mikey, you made it.

- Congrats. - Thanks, bro.

- You want one? - No.

All right.

- Cinnamon scroll? - [Jerry] Mahaki.

- [Salwa] Did you make it, Mikey? - Did you make it?

[upbeat music]

[Mikey] Mm.

What's that?

Karbouj-maad.

- Huh? - Mm.

Mm.

That's Karbouj-awesome.

There's a truck-load in the fridge if you want.

Ah, later.

Listen, boy, you're lucky your auntie got you the form today.

We aren't always gonna be around to help.

One day you'll need to take care of yourself.

Maybe some mini-Mikeys too.

But it's just a form.

It's not about the form.

It's what it represents.

- Huh? - Responsibility.

There's always gonna be people who forget their forms.

I'll remember my forms.

Literal and metaphorical.

Good.

Now, tell me about your day.

Oh, Daddy, it was so cool.

We met a bus driver in the trenches,

got lost in the desert, sort of.

Had to follow these drums to a wedding,

met Salwa's Aunt Nelly.

She was nuts.

Had a skux as horn.

It was like a sonic boom!

- What? - Got stuck in an elevator.

There were three buttons I had to hit,

or, like, the office was going to explode, sort of.

Steele and Stone, well, actually, nothing much happened with those guys,

but Lance got some cinnamon scrolls, but forgot the cinnamon,

and Tiff was mad as because I'm officially

going to SASI-WESTS-HAT!

What?! Yeah!

Oh, that's awesome, boy!

Oh.

Put it there, bro.

You're the man.

Who's the man? - Me.

- Who's the man? - You.

Yeah, that's the one. That's the one.

Told you you were gonna make it.

I told you, man.

Give me some of that cake.

Okay.

[Daddy] Mm.

[upbeat music]

Did you meet the new kid?

He flew in from overseas.

He was really nice, but his arms were tired.

? Hardball ?

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