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[upbeat rock music]

- Presenting Dicky's double

surprise... meatloaf.

- That's a chicken.

- Surprise!

- [coughs]

That tastes like meatloaf.

- Double surprise!

- Why did we let him cook again?

- So, while this cools,

how's school going?

You guys excited

about graduating?

- Oh, well, graduation's

cool and all,

but we are way more psyched

about our Sayonara Stunt.

- The outgoing class

does a stunt at the end

of the school year so their

legacy will be remembered.

- Oh, we know what

a Sayonara Stunt is.

- We invented that term

30 years ago

when we were on

the Stunt Committee at Edgewood.

- Wait, no way! We're on that

Stunt Committee, too!

- Oh, that's fantastic!

- Oh, how cool!

- We're so excited!

Our first meeting is tonight

and we wanna do

something awesome.

Like the Butt Bench.

- See, a long time ago,

the school had just put

a new concrete bench

in the front entryway.

- Then, two anonymous kids

left their butt prints

in the wet cement.

- And they've been there

ever since.

- Oh, we know

what the Butt Bench is.

In fact, does this ring a bell?

Ding-a-ling-a-ling.

- That's right.

You guys, our behinds

are the behinds left behind

on the Butt Bench.

[gasping]

- [laughs]

- You guys are legends.

How come you never

told us before?

- Oh, we didn't tell anybody.

Not everyone approved

of the stunt.

- You have no idea

how hard it's been,

keeping it to ourselves.

- [laughs]

- It's like a crushing weight

on our chest.

I mean, it's so good to finally

tell someone.

But don't tell anyone!

- Wow, I hope our stunt

can last as long as yours did.

- Aw, thanks, honey.

It warms my heart to know

that our gluteus made maximus

impressions on your lives.

- Oh, no, that's a good one.

- Right?

[laughter]

- Well, it's too bad

they're getting rid of it.

- The bench?

What? Why?

- Well, they're remodeling

the whole front of the school

next week and the bench

is the first thing to go.

- Apparently,

it's a health hazard.

Every time it rains, the butt

puddles bring mosquitoes.

- No, they can't just

destroy history.

I won't stand for it.

- You'll have to, Anne.

There'll be no bench.

- Oh, well,

the School Beautification Board

is meeting tonight.

You can go and see if you can

change their minds.

- Yeah, and give us a ride

to our meeting.

We've got a Sayonara Stunt

of our own to plan.

- Okay, but first, Dicky worked

very hard on a nice meal for us.

So let's eat.

- Thanks, Mom.

Bone apple teeth, everybody.

- It's bon appétit.

- No.

Bone, apple, teeth.

It's all in there.

- Or we could just go now.

- Yeah, let's go.

- Let's...yeah, yeah.

[upbeat music]

♪♪

- There it is.

- Hm.

- The Butt Bench.

- We have to

save our legacy, Tom.

[mosquitoes buzzing]

- Hopefully ours won't attract

as many mosquitoes.

- Run!

[upbeat music]

- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na,

na, na, na, na, na ♪

[whistling]

♪ ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

- ♪ Hey! ♪

♪ One, two ♪

- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪

♪ ♪

- This is it.

For the rest of our lives,

we'll remember this as the night

we planned history.

- I'll remember it as the night

I left the house

without my underwear on.

- You don't have underwear on?

- Oh.

[scoffs] I do.

Just not mine.

- Not important.

Unless it's mine.

Is it mine?

I don't wanna know.

Yes, I do.

No, I don't.

Let's just focus

on coming up with a stunt

that sticks it to the man.

Is it mine?

It's mine.

- All right, students.

Let's get this meeting started.

- Wait, what's Principal Tarian

doing here?

I thought Natlee was in charge.

- He's overseeing the committee.

- Now, I know

you're all excited.

I was, too, when I sat in this

very room all those years ago

and planned my class'

Sayonara Stunt.

[chuckles]

Ah.

The infamous immense signature

of '87.

Who doesn't remember

that one, huh?

[all disagreeing]

- Of course, you all know it

as the Butt Bench.

[all agreeing]

- Well, it wasn't always

the Butt Bench.

First, I wrote "Class of '87"

in the cement

and it was beautiful.

Until two anonymous hooligans

sat on it

and wiped out our

classy class legacy

with their felonious tushies.

- Did you ever figure out

who was behind it?

[laughter]

- Yeah, did you ever

get to the bottom of it?

- No.

- So you never

cracked the case?

- Ah, you must be really bummed.

- This is exactly what I don't

like about the Butt Bench!

And so this year's stunt doesn't

get out of hand like that one,

I'm providing you with a list of

approved stunts to choose from.

- Wait, what?

This is lame.

All of us wearing buttons

to the dedication ceremony

that says "Class of '17."

How is that even a stunt?

- [laughs]

You'll be wearing them...

[laughs]

Upside down.

- I was thinking more like

when you're making your speech,

we slowly lower a wig

on your head.

- No.

- Okay, I don't think you heard

the slowly part.

- I did.

- Did you hear the wig part?

- Pick off

the Sayonara Stunt list,

or you will all be saying,

"Konnichiwa" to summer school.

That's Japanese for "hello."

Good-bye.

Which is English for "sayonara."

I'm leaving.

- Okay, everyone,

take a look at the list.

- We're not really gonna pick

off this list, are we?

- [scoffs] I don't wanna go to

summer school.

- Summer school?

So not cool.

- Some of this stuff

isn't so bad.

- Upside down buttons?

Adopting a dove and naming it

Principal Taradove?

Come on!

This is your chance

to leave

an unforgettable legacy.

How do you want to

be remembered?

- As a kid who didn't have to

go to summer school.

[together]

Zip it, Franco!

- Dawn's right, we have one shot

at doing something historic.

- So what'll it be?

This forgettable list

or immortality?

all: Forgettable list.

[together]

What?

- You know, I think

the quads are right.

all: What?

- We need to go big.

And I think the quad should be

in charge of planning it.

After all, who's better

at going big than them?

- She has a point.

- So here's my plan.

[upbeat music]

- Wow, I can't believe

the Committee put us in charge

of our own

super secret committee

to come up with

a Sayonara Stunt.

- It's a pretty big honor.

- Yeah.

All right.

So anybody got any ideas?

- Ooh!

- Besides a slow wig drop?

- Imagine this is the wig.

- Anything else?

- I got nothing.

- Me neither.

- Drawing a blank.

- Why can't

we think of anything?

- I know.

We don't have Chinese food.

- Chinese food?

- Yeah.

Whenever they have to

think of something in movies,

they always get Chinese food

and eat it right out of the box.

- Yeah, he's not wrong.

Astronaut stuck on Mars?

He's not coming back

without Mission Control

ordering up some

chicken chow mein.

- Let's bring that hero home.

- Wow, Dicky,

I'm suddenly feeling

a flurry of ideas coming on.

- That billboard on Main, right?

- That's a good idea.

- And we'll just do--

Oh, hey, kids.

I guess we'll have to

find a different classroom.

- Yeah.

- Wait, why do you guys

need a classroom?

- Oh, you know, for some

very important stuff.

- We were fighting

to save the Butt Bench.

And it seemed like

everyone was against us.

But then, all of a sudden,

Principal Tarian picked us

to form a super secret committee

to figure out how to save it.

- It's a pretty big honor.

- Oh, yeah.

- Wait, so Principal Tarian

just suddenly changed

everyone's minds?

- And put you two in charge

of a super secret committee?

- Doesn't that seem

a little fishy?

Like, maybe he was just trying

to get rid of you.

- Looks like you guys

got played.

both: Oh.

- Well, what are you guys

doing in here?

- Oh, well, we are working on

real very important stuff.

- We were fighting to change

the Sayonara Stunt.

- It seemed like everyone

was against us.

- Then, suddenly,

Natlee changed her mind.

- Oh, and sent you

in here to form

a super secret committee?

[together]

Yeah!

Ohh.

- They did trick us.

- Well, I mean, I'm sure

it's just a misunderstanding.

I mean, Mae would

never trick us.

I'll just go in there

and ask her what's up.

- If they didn't trick us,

then why is the door locked?

- Oh, well, just 'cause

the door's locked

doesn't mean that they meant--

Just 'cause they closed

the blinds on us

doesn't mean that

they meant to trick--

- Sorry.

- Just 'cause Mae opened the

blinds and mouthed "sorry"

doesn't mean that they mean to--

all: Go away!

- Yeah, they tricked us.

- Yeah.

[upbeat music]

- ♪ La, la, la, la, la, la,

la, la, la, la, la ♪

- This is so not cool!

Mae won't even answer my texts.

- I don't get it.

Why would they wanna plan

the Sayonara Stunt without us?

- I don't know,

but we have to find out.

- Well, if we wait a little bit,

we can just ask them.

Chinese food makes you thirsty,

so eventually, they'll have to

come out for water.

- Wait, I thought turkey

makes you thirsty.

- No, turkey makes you sleepy.

- Oh.

Oh.

I bet I could kick

a turkey's butt.

- Why would you wanna

kick a turkey's butt?

- I don't.

I'm just saying I could.

- No way.

Do you know how big turkeys are?

Oh, and they're mean, too.

- Yeah, a turkey

would destroy you.

- No.

Dicky's the destroyer.

- You'd have zero chance.

- Come on, I'd just grab

his little gobbler like this.

Then I'd sweep his legs

and take him to the ground.

That's right, turkey.

Stay down!

See?

- Sure, it's easy when

your imaginary turkey's

not fighting back.

Now try.

Gobble! Gobble!

Gobble, gobble!

- Ow! That hurts!

- Wait, guys, can we not?

Can we not?

Like, we're in the middle

of a meeting, seriously.

Guys, stop, stop!

- Whoa, whoa!

- Guys, guys! Time out

on the fake turkey fight!

The Committee's gone.

- [sighs]

- Great.

Now how are we gonna find out

why they didn't want us

to be part of the stunt?

- We'll figure something out.

But first...time in!

- No!

- Gobble, gobble, gobble!

- Ow! That seriously hurts!

- That's right, Dicky!

Stay down!

That'll teach him

to wear my underwear.

♪ ♪

- ♪ La, la, la, la, la, la,

la, la, la, la, la ♪

[knock at door]

- Okay, that's Mae.

Everyone just stick to the plan

and we'll get her to talk.

both: Hey, guys.

- Oh, you brought Miles.

- Yeah.

Is that a problem?

- Yeah, we don't have

a plan for him.

- Ah, dut, dut,

dut, dut, duh.

What he means is we just don't

have enough pie for everybody.

Hey, come on.

[laughs]

Keep him busy.

- So...

you think I could take a turkey?

- Have a seat, Mae.

Oh, look.

Got your favorite pie.

Key lime.

- Oh, thanks!

- Yeah, that key lime's nice,

isn't it?

- Mm-hmm.

- Underrated pie,

if you ask me.

So about the committee,

you have any idea why

we got locked out?

- I'm not comfortable

answering that question.

I'm sorry.

- [sighs]

I'm sorry too, Mae.

Dawn tried to be nice.

But nice time is over.

- [laughs]

You know I'm afraid of balloons.

- Oh, I know, sweetheart.

- Stay down, turkey!

See?

[balloon stretching]

- Am I hearing someone

twist a balloon?

- Uh, I think

what you're hearing

is the sound of me

twisting this turkey's neck.

[imitates twisting]

- Mae, just talk and the balloon

turkey goes away.

- I'm sorry.

I can't talk about it.

- [sighs]

Wrong choice, kitten.

[balloon pops]

- Aah!

- Was that Mae?

- No. [laughs]

- I didn't hear anything.

[balloon pops]

- Aah!

- I didn't hear that either.

- What's going on in here?

And why are you holding

a balloon turkey in Mae's face?

And what's with this family

and turkeys?

- They're trying to get me

to tell them

why they got kicked off

the committee.

- And I almost got her to sing.

Isn't that right, doll face?

- This is ridiculous.

Look, I didn't wanna hurt

your feelings,

but the committee

didn't want you guys

to be part of the stunt

because you always...

- What?

- Just say it.

- Quad things up!

- Quad things up?

What's that supposed to mean?

- When the four of you guys

get involved,

sooner or later,

things get out of hand.

- And totally messed up.

- [scoffs]

- What are you talking about?

- Like yesterday,

when you were waiting

for the committee to come out,

but instead you started arguing,

so everyone just

snuck out behind you.

- And that right there

is quadding it up.

together: Ohh.

- Well, quadding it up or not,

everyone agrees, I could

definitely kick a turkey's butt.

- Any turkey on Earth--

wild, domesticated, or frozen--

would wreck you.

- I'd take any turkey.

- You couldn't even take

a balloon turkey.

- Oh! Ow.

- Again, why do you even

want to fight a turkey?

- I don't,

but what choice do I have?

- Gobble, gobble, gobble!

- Leave him alone.

- Ow.

[door closes]

- Uh, guys?

They're gone.

- Maybe we do quad things up.

- We were so caught up

about doing something big

for the class' legacy,

we didn't even realize

what the class actually

thinks of us.

- Yeah, our legacy

is all quadded up.

- [sighs]

- How did we end up like this?

[both laughing]

We got Shelly!

- Yeah, and if Principal Tarian

wants her back,

he's gotta save that bench.

- Uh...that's not Shelly.

- You really Tommed this up.

- What's that

supposed to mean, Anne?

- That explains it.

- Yeah.

♪ ♪

- Sorry we're late.

[laughs]

- Um, what are you guys

doing here?

- Look, we know you don't

want us to be part of the stunt.

You think we'll just quad it up.

- But we're here to prove

that our quadding it up

is a thing of the past.

From now on, we're gonna be

team players.

- And we're also going to beg.

[together] Please!

[overlapping begging]

- We promise we won't

do anything wrong!

- You swar?

[together] We swar.

- Fine, you're back in

- Yeah!

- Okay, here's the plan:

when they take out

the Butt Bench,

they have to repave

the entryway.

We're gonna write "2017"

in that fresh, new cement.

- Ooh, nice.

- Yeah, okay.

- Unzip it, Franco.

Show 'em the diagram.

all: Ooh!

♪ ♪

- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na,

na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na,

na, na, na, na ♪

all: Ahh!

- The Sayonara Stunt

is complete.

What do you think?

- This stunt is officially

principal-approved.

- This is

the lamest stunt ever.

- We should fix this.

No.

We always quad it up.

I should fix this.

- If I fix this myself,

there's no chance

it'd be quadded up.

- I can save the class legacy

without ruining

the quad's legacy.

- I've gotta fix this.

Time to Ricky it up.

- Time to Dicky it up.

- Time to Nicky it up.

- Time to get her Dawn.

- Why do you guys

all look like

you're saying stuff

in your head?

- No we don't.

- What? Us?

- It's preposterous.

- You're still doing it.

- What?

- Us?

- No way!

- Hippopotamus.

Nailed it.

[upbeat music]

- Perfect.

- Hey.

What are you doing here?

- What are you doing here?

- What are either of you

doing here?

[thud]

- What am I doing here?

- First thing's first.

Dawn, what were you doing

under that tarp?

- I saved the class' legacy.

Well...what do you think?

- I think you've done

an excellent job...

of betraying me.

- And me.

- I fell out of a tree.

- What are you talking about?

- Uh, I was in a tree

and I fell.

- No.

I saved the class' legacy

without ruining

the quad's legacy.

You're welcome.

- Oh, so that's why

you came out here alone.

You thought we'd quad it up.

- Well, why did you

come out here alone?

- Don't change the subject.

- I can't believe you thought

I would quad it up.

You're the one who quads things

up more than anybody.

Like right now!

Your two looks like a seven.

Now give me that stick

and let me fix it.

- No! Stop!

- No, let me fix it.

Your twos aren't any better.

- No, let me do it.

- My twos are excellent.

What are you talking about?

- No, they're not!

- You guys are just

gonna mess it up,

I was here first!

[overlapping argument]

Guys, guys, guys!

- [sighs]

- Look.

- Looks like

we quadded it up again.

- Well, not yet.

I mean, we still have time

before the other

classmates get here.

We can just clear this up

with some quick dry cement.

Here, Dicky, go grab the tools.

- Uh-oh.

I'm stuck.

- Me too!

- It's the quick dry cement.

- Quick dry!

- Okay.

Now we quadded it up.

- What are we gonna do?

- Uh, let's just leave

the shoes and go.

[voices approaching]

- Oh, too late.

Here comes the Stunt Committee.

- Quick, the tarps!

- Hey, guys.

You're here early.

- Yep.

- Super early!

- Getting that worm.

- We're not stuck in the cement.

[laughs]

- Why is the tarp all messed up?

- Uh...

There, all better.

- Yeah, but that side's

messed up, too.

- Fix it!

Really?

- Something's not right.

I knew it!

You quadded it up.

- Us?

[laughs]

Why would you assume it's us?

- Because it's always you.

- And because your feet

are stuck in the cement.

- Those are two

excellent arguments.

Help me!

- How could you?

- We're sorry.

- But we couldn't let

our class legacy be a weak,

forgettable scribble.

- Scribble?

Natlee has great penmanship.

- It's not about

the "penmanshop."

- No, it's about you guys always

messing everything up.

- True, this wasn't

our best day.

- But if you guys

give us another chance,

the super secret committee

has a plan to fix this.

- I hope she knows

what she's doing.

- This better work.

- I fell out of a tree.

♪ ♪

- Today, I'm here to dedicate

our school's new entryway.

But before I do, I present the

class of 2017's Sayonara Stunt.

Move, kids,

so everyone can see

that adorable little

inscription.

Why are you stepping out

of your shoes?

What is the meaning of this?

- Sorry, Principal Tarian,

but we just wanted

to pull off a stunt the whole

class could call their own.

- Something that actually

represented us.

- So we cemented our shoes

into the ground.

- I can only guess

whose idea this was.

This has Harper quads

written all over it.

- Um, actually, it has

2017 written all over it.

- Oh, yeah, I see it now.

- But it wasn't just

the Harpers, it was all of us.

We wanted to tell future classes

that the class of 2017

left some pretty big shoes

to fill.

- Well, this wasn't on my list,

and it certainly wasn't

principal-approved.

But it is pretty inspired.

[all sighing]

- Those are our kids, Tom.

I've never been so proud.

- Our Butt Bench brought out

the best of them.

- Your Butt Bench?

- Ah, that's right, Arthur.

The Butt Bench was brought

to you by the Harper heinies.

- Ding-a-ling-a-ling!

- Ding-a-ling-a-ling?

- Thanks for making our

Sayonara Stunt

way more memorable.

- Maybe now our legacy won't be

that we always quadded up.

- You're right.

This time,

you were able to quad it up.

- What do you know?

We were able to turn

"quad it up" into a good thing.

- Good thing?

Forget that.

My wig stunt it about to

turn this into a great thing.

- Yes, you're just jealous.

- What? Jealous?

- Yes, jealous.

- Jealous?

What?

[overlapping chatter]

- Oh, what's so funny now?

Huh?

Oh, now I'm funny, huh?

- [gasps]

- Oh!

- There's a wig on my head,

isn't there?

[laughter]

♪

- ♪ Na na na na na na

na na na na na na ♪

[whistling]

♪ ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Yeah! ♪

- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Yeah! ♪