Original subtitles

Hey, Wratherheads, Coop and Cami here in our backyard.

Before we start, let's introduce you

to someone who's super sweet and a ton of fun.

Of course, I'm talking about--

Fred, get outta the way.

[both] Monster pie!

Today's question:

Would you rather eat monster pie or get hit by it?

Ollie knows what he wants.

Ollie, you want nose plugs?

I want pie!

Okay, Fred, prepare to launch the pie

if that's what the Wratherheads choose. You got it?

You mean pull down this lever when you tell me?

Yeah, I think I "got it."

Vote away, Wratherheads.

-[bee buzzing] -[Fred yelling]

Bee! Bee! Ahh!

-Ahh! -[machine whirs]

[Cami, Coop and Ollie] Nooo!

Fred!

Due to technical difficulties...

and raging anger,

we'll see you guys tomorrow.

False alarm, just a fly.

Don't worry, gang. I'm okay.

You just ruined the most epic pie fling ever!

Now you get on that launcher so we can send you into the fence.

You mean over the fence?

No.

I'm sorry, okay?

The good news is it was still kinda funny.

Right, Cooper?

Eh, it coulda been funnier.

Hello, Wrathers.

I'm guessing the giant flying pie came from your house?

Now it's funny.

Mmm, tastes like neighbor.

[theme music playing]

♪ Would you rather lose your phone ♪

♪ Or give up pizza for a month ♪

♪ Share your diary with the world ♪

♪ Or have to eat it for your lunch ♪

♪ Sing out of tune to your friends ♪

♪ Or trip and fall into your crush ♪

♪ Shave your head, paint it red ♪

♪ Or use your dog's toothbrush ♪

♪ We need a little Q and A ♪

♪ Come on Wratherheads, play along ♪

♪ Would you rather do this ♪

♪ Would you rather do this ♪

♪ Or would you rather do that ♪

♪ Would you rather do that ♪

♪ Don't matter what we do ♪

♪ We're doing it with you ♪

♪ I'd rather do that ♪

♪ Ask the world! Would you rather do this ♪

♪ Would you rather do this ♪

♪ Or would you rather just dance ♪

♪ No matter what we do We're doing it with you ♪

♪ I'd rather do that ♪

Ask the world!

♪ Would you rather do that? ♪

Cooper, could you tell your friend

he doesn't respect our show whatsoever.

Oh, we're still doing this?

Coop, could you tell your sister that I'm sorry,

it was an accident,

and her hair smells like an April morning.

Go on, say it!

Guys, it's been three straight hours of this.

Cami, he said he was sorry.

I don't care.

I planned this stunt,

I got the pie, I brought in the launcher.

When I make a plan, I want to see it executed correctly.

Yet my lovable mix-up is the talk of the comment section.

So I guess the words you should be looking for are,

"Thank you, and your hair smells like strawberries in July."

You don't get it, do you?

And what's worse, you don't care.

Cooper, this has happened way too many times.

I don't think Fred should be on the show anymore.

Whoa! We can't do the show without Fred.

He's like our wacky sidekick.

Wacky sidekick? You mean "foxy" sidekick.

I printed it on my business card.

Cami, Fred does a ton of stuff for us.

And most importantly, he's our friend.

No, he's your friend.

You want to keep doing Would You Wrather with you, he's off the show!

-Cami... -Let her go.

I've been holding in a toot for five minutes.

She's pretty mad.

She always gets like this and then things always go back to normal.

You know what's not normal?

What just came out of you!

Come on, Couch Fairy, give me a snack.

Ooo, jackpot! Thanks, Couch Fairy!

Dinner's almost ready, don't fill up on couch food.

How's your state history project coming along?

Dare I say, great?

Keep up the good work. Can't wait to see it.

Come on, Couch Fairy, give me a history project.

Ooh, grilled cheese!

I'm gonna make you history.

Listen up, family.

That escape room we do every year?

It's back! This time it's a creepy circus.

I snagged us the last reservation tomorrow night.

[muffled] Tomorrow night?

Dinner's over! Let the training begin!

I need to calm down.

No, you don't.

Start your puzzles!

This better not be in place of dessert.

Escape rooms are about problem solving,

so it's important we practice for all possible puzzle possibilities! Does spit help you escape?

We've escaped faster than everyone else in this town four years running.

Puzzles down!

[all] Team Wrather! Boom!

Chew on that, North Plains!

Yep, I have a problem.

We Wrathers may not know how to stay seated on a roller coaster,

but we sure know how to escape things...

Alright, just need a sitter to watch Ollie...

Uh-oh.

What "uh-oh"?

I forgot. Ollie's presentation is tomorrow night.

[kids] What?

I'm sorry, guys. I feel horrible.

But I'm sure you can find someone else

and bring home the record.

But we need you!

Ollie can bring someone else to his presentation!

Or Ollie can skip it.

No, we both have to suffer through--

I mean, support your education.

Now go finish your project.

Right... finish.

It's a four person minimum to compete.

Four! Four! Four!

So you're saying it's four?

I have an idea, I'll call Fred.

Why? Does he know a good replacement?

Fred'll be great.

You know how many times he's had to escape from his own locker?

Of course. I'm the one who locks him in.

I'm texting my assistant, Pam.

You think Pam's available?

Sorry it took me so long.

-Hello. -Ah!

What are you doing up?

Eating neighbor pie.

How 'bout you?

I have to ask a "Would You Wrather."

It's the middle of the night.

Not in France.

This is about Cami and Fred,

so I don't want them to know.

They're my two best friends and--

Your teen drama makes me sleepy.

Bonjour, Wratherheads.

My two best friends have been fighting and I hate it.

But I might have a fix.

So, here's my question:

Would you rather keep a family winning streak alive

or lose it to solve the problem

between your sister and your best buddy?

My hair isn't the issue, JeanClaude97.

It's called bed head.

Jealous much?

Alright, I've got some work to do.

Thank you, Paris. Oui, oui.

[chuckles]

I said "wee-wee."

Oh man, now I have to wee-wee.

[door knob rattling]

[Ollie] Can't a guy eat pie in the bathroom anymore?

Escape time! No one puts a Wrather on lock down.

We can do anything!

Yay, the Wrathers are back.

Charlotte, you gotta tone it down a notch.

Sorry. It's just that problem solving and puzzles are my passion!

This family has a saliva problem.

Are you kidding? Pam just canceled.

This news is so shocking. What will we do?

We need a four-person team to enter the escape room or we have to forfeit.

I need to sit down.

I have an idea.

Cooper, don't you dare.

You caught me in the middle of a racquetball match,

but anything for you guys.

You don't play racquetball.

But I look like someone who does.

I am at a loss for words.

I know, it's the shorts.

Weren't expecting these calves, were you?

Why would Pam bail on us like that?

And she wonders why I don't pay her.

Maybe she got sick, or lost,

or someone put her on a bus to St. Louis.

[whispering] It's a mystery.

Okay, quick reminder,

no phones or that person is disqualified.

I've got cameras everywhere.

Current record is 49 minutes, 18 seconds.

Record holders? I just see losers.

Those are the record holders.

That was my family.

And now, your adventure begins.

The performers have abandoned this circus

and it is up to you to find the clues

to lead you out of this three-ring nightmare.

I've got chills.

You, sir, are very good.

Thank you. You know, I worked really hard--

Finish the intro!

So step right up

and welcome to the creepiest show

on post-apocalyptic Earth.

I give you, Cir-pocalypse!

[Cami] You heard the man.

We need to beat 49 minutes and 18 seconds. Fred, I know you can do this.

Remember, anything in here can be a clue.

[phone ringing]

What was that?

[manager] That was a phone.

Whoever's responsible is disqualified.

What?

I think it's Charlotte's.

How is that even possible?

Sorry, but it's against the rules

to speak to a disqualified contestant.

[manager] Mosley will escort you to the lobby.

Who's Mosley?

[laughing maniacally]

[screaming]

Hoping that was Mosley.

Alright, Coop, I guess it's just you and me.

And Fred. The guy with dancer's calves.

Fred's right. Not about his legs.

But we can still break the record.

We're the three musketeers.

I'm back!

Yes!

Wait, what? You were disqualified.

Mosley's in my bio class.

He's falling behind and I offered to tutor him.

Mosley saw you take my phone.

I don't know what you're up to,

but you picked the wrong person to play with.

You know, there are other words out there that don't start with P.

I know.

Charlotte, get over here!

The three amigos, back together again!

I count four.

I can't believe I gave up pretending to play racquetball for this.

Wow, these are some fantastic lighthouses.

Ooh, Ollie, is this yours?

Don't ask questions you already know the answer to.

Hi, Mrs. Wrather. It's so nice to have you here.

Oh, I couldn't wait.

It's been on my calendar for months.

Caring parent.

Well, the students loved making these Minnesota landmarks.

-And they are all so great. -They are.

Though we were looking,

and Ollie and I couldn't find his project.

Oh, right.

There wasn't enough room for all the projects up front,

so some had to be put on a table in the way--

north side of the room.

Oh, great, thank you. Come on, Ollie.

Here's mine!

Oh, Ollie, it's so...

Wow.

You've stacked the toilet paper rolls so professionally.

Doesn't it bother you that you worked so hard on your project

and it's stuck back here with the cleaning supplies?

Nothing bothers me.

Well, I'm not happy!

Excuse me, coming through.

Just want to make sure everyone can see all the projects.

Hey! This is not a trash table!

This is a table of children's dreams!

Clock is ticking, people!

There's too many keys!

You know who's great with keys? Fred.

It's true. I found your house key.

On your mother's key chain.

Wait, I just solved this puzzle:

"Unlock the fun with number 81."

Yes! The keys are numbered.

Good job, Charlotte.

Clown shoes.

You know who's great with clown shoes? Fred.

Charlotte, I saw a puzzle in the clown car.

On it!

Cooper exaggerates.

I have medium knowledge of clown accessories.

You can't still be mad at me.

I guess you can.

There's nothing in here but junk.

It's a dead end. Bail! Bail! Bail!

You seem like you're in a really good place.

Why aren't you looking? Don't you want to win?

I'm spending time with you, I've already won.

That's so sweet... and such a lie!

Spill it.

Fine. Fred's been driving Cami crazy,

so I'm hoping if he does something great in here,

he'll get back on her good side.

Fred always comes through.

[Fred] How is this productive?

Not sure it's working.

Look, Fred has his issues, but he's a good guy.

I just don't like seeing my friends fight.

So can you just pretend to be stuck in here?

What is going on in there?

We can't break the record with you two sitting on your butts.

We're trapped in here, right, Charlotte?

Uhh... Yep.

Uh... The door is stuck.

Alas, it must be a trap.

"Alas"?

Are you kidding me, Charlotte?

Roll down the window!

Uh, those are stuck too. Just keep working with Fred while we try and get out.

Which we won't because, alas, it is a trap.

Boy, did I miss my calling.

You two hurry up.

I can't be held responsible for what happens to Captain Calves.

And there we go.

I just thought it'd be easier to see all the projects if they were together.

Where it doesn't smell like chemicals and a dirty mop.

Of course.

Thank you. That's much better.

I mean, come on.

We all know that these nice projects were done by the parents,

and the ones shunned to the back

were done by the kids themselves.

Sometimes the children struggle

and the parents like to help a little.

A little?

This one has working lights,

that one has a wave machine,

and this one has a nicer kitchen than I have!

It's unfair and it is crushing my child's spirit.

Aren't there supposed to be cupcakes?

Right over there, sweetie.

Later!

I've never seen him so upset.

You should all be ashamed of yourselves.

You're only hurting your kids

by doing their projects for them.

Sure, my son's lighthouse is a toilet paper roll on top of a mud pile--

sweet Moses, I hope it's mud.

But at least it's his project.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to tend to a very distraught son.

There's a cookie inside the cupcake!

What?

Pssst, Fred.

If we're gonna win this thing, you need to work with Cami.

She's calm and really focused now.

[screams]

I'm good.

Just go!

You know, Cami, I was thinking, I might be able to help you more if--

Ahh! Fred, get off my foot!

I'm so sorry.

But they're clown shoes, right?

So, it's a funny pain.

Can you just stop getting in my way?

You're just taking up space here and everywhere.

Go stay in your corner.

I see. Fine, I'll work on my own.

You don't have to sit in here anymore.

If you want to help Cami, go ahead.

You think I'm going to quit?

Fred and Cami are my escape room now.

And I need a win.

Come on, Fred!

Okay, when this is over, I'm going to seek help.

Thanks for sticking this out.

I know it's been a little boring.

[both screaming]

[laughing]

Mosley! What is your deal?

Hmm. That's weird.

It's almost like I'm supposed to be walking in these footprints.

Look. Fred found a clue!

Juggling pins?

It's almost like I'm supposed to be juggling these.

Juggle! It spells out juggle.

Try to keep up, Cami.

That's the key to the door. You did it! We can beat the record!

-Fred came through. -Boom!

If I remember correctly, you said I'm just taking up space.

So I'll be in my corner. With my key.

Alas... we spoke too soon.

Ollie, I'm very proud of your lighthouse.

Why don't we get out of here?

Attention, everyone.

All of the lighthouses are amazing.

And tonight I thought I would give this ribbon

to the lighthouse that best captures the spirit of our school.

And this ribbon goes to...

I wonder which parent is going to win this bogus award.

Ollie Wrather!

What?

I had no idea it was a competition.

It wasn't. But you made a good point.

And I'm really afraid of you.

Well, thank you very much.

You've made a boy's dream come true!

Who won what now?

[manager] You only have two minutes to beat the record.

Fred. There's a time for games.

This isn't one of them.

Give me the key.

You've been unusually mad at me and I want to know why.

And I know it's not because I'm ruining your show.

I'm huge with moms.

I'm not having this argument again.

[Coop and Charlotte] Have it!

Less than two minutes.

Fine.

Um...

I mask my feelings for you with anger

because my love burns for you like an eternal flame.

Okay, even I'm not buying that.

Clock's ticking.

Tick-tock, tick-tock. Bye-bye, record. Sometimes I wish I was more like you!

-What? -[both] What?

[manager] What? Uh... One and a half minutes.

Fred, I don't know how you do it.

Nothing bothers you.

When things go wrong, you just go with the flow.

Until I get chased with a size twenty-two shoe.

Not my proudest moment.

I guess I wish I could let go of stuff the way you can.

I always need everything to be perfect,

but sometimes I miss out on fun.

I'm sorry I've been so hard on you.

Thank you, Cami. That means a lot.

Aw, there's that eternal flame.

And you ruined it.

I win! I win! I own this town!

And you're happy for Fred and Cami.

Who?

[manager] Thirty seconds to break the record.

Quick. Give me the key!

Cami, this is your opportunity to be like me.

Stop worrying about the record and just have some fun.

You make a lot of sense.

But that's not me!

Woohoo. You broke the record.

Yes! We did it!

Gotta admit, winning is pretty cool.

Maybe there's a piece of me that should be like you.

Aw, that's sweet.

Now put my name up on the wall!

After you tell your friends to stop pretending to be stuck in the car.

Pretending?

Yeah, they've been trying to get you two to be friends again.

It's like watching bad reality TV in here.

Could you do us a favor?

Thanks again, Charlotte.

Should we get out of here?

Okay.

[door rattling]

My door is stuck. For real.

Mine, too.

Mine, three.

[both screaming]

[all screaming]

Yay! There are my record breakers!

And there is the other big winner!

Wait, he won a ribbon with that thing?

Yep. And he made it all by himself.

Hate to break it to you, but that was my lighthouse three years ago.

See?

Ollie? You passed your sister's project off as your own?

Sorry, but that's not Cami's either.

It was mine, four years ago.

Yours? That's my lighthouse from five years ago.

Are you kidding me?

I don't even remember you making that.

I didn't. You made it for me.

Well, I am very disappointed in all of you.

Me too.

You children need to do your own projects...

But also, that ribbon is mine!

Boom!

Whee!