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- Dawn, it's so cool you made it

to the top of the rock wall

in record time yesterday.

How come you didn't post

about it on FaceShack?

- Oh,

I don't like to brag online.

I like to brag in person.

So who has four thumbs

and rocks the rock wall?

This girl!

- Ah! She has four thumbs!

- Yeah,

and two of them are Mae's.

- You took Mae's thumbs?

- Hello?

- Ah! And her head?

[laughter]

- I don't think it had

the impact we thought it would.

- Well, I thought

your thumbs were great.

[laughter]

- Ricky Harper!

What's up?

- Just you, Cash Money!

- You know them?

- More like they know me.

- And they know you too?

- We're wiggling fingers,

aren't we?

- Yo, Harps!

- 'Zup, Zayn?

- Will you come meet

my girlfriend?

- Sure thing, Zayniac.

- Okay, what is happening?

- This is very confusing.

- I know what's going on here.

See, Ricky added

an "iac" to "Zayn"

to make what's known

as a "nickname."

- Not that. We've only been

at this school for a few weeks.

How is Ricky getting

so many points and wiggle waves?

- Oh.

Yeah, no idea.

- Hey, guys.

Dawn, did you get my text

about Glee Club rehearsal?

- Yeah, and check this out.

When I got it,

I was also texting Mae

on a tablet with my other hand,

so I said to my mom, I'm like,

"Hey, look, I'm ambi-text-rous!"

- Dawn, that happened to Ricky.

- He's the one

who said "ambi-text-rous."

- What? Ricky didn't say that.

He's barely "text-rous."

- Pretty sure he did.

He posted it

on his FaceShack page.

- He even hashtagged it

"RickyLife."

So it's definitely Ricky's life.

"Ambi-text-rous"!

[both laugh]

- How could he do this?

He posted my story

like it happened to him.

Wait, did you guys

know about this?

- No, we're not

FaceShack buddies with Ricky.

- Yeah, we live with him.

We don't want

to relive it online.

- Yeah, well, maybe you should,

because I'm not the only one

he stole from.

Look.

- He posted my cookies!

[knocking]

Ugh, and he called them

"Rickerdoodles."

Their rightful name

are "Nickerdoodles"!

- Forget your cookies.

Yesterday,

he posted a hair care tip

I invented. Look.

"Keep your brush in the freezer.

It makes your hair smell

like ice cream."

I thought of that. Here.

Go ahead, smell.

- Pass.

- Your loss.

Mint chocolate chip.

- Who does he think he is,

stealing our stuff?

That should be us

taking happy selfies

with tons of new friends.

Not him!

- What?

Look what he just posted.

"Guess who's got 12 thumbs

and set a record

"climbing the rock wall

yesterday?

This guy!"

all: That guy.

[upbeat music]

- ♪ ♪

[whistling]

♪ ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

- ♪ Hey! ♪

♪ One, two ♪

- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪

[cheerful music]

- Okay, we all know

what we're gonna say

to Mr. RickyLife, right?

- Right.

- Got it.

- Hey, you might want to leave.

I know you don't

like confrontation.

- [barks]

- Okay.

But don't say

I didn't warn you.

- Warn who about what?

- Just talkin' about stuff

people post on FaceShack.

- Oh. Now, kids.

You have to be very careful

what you post on FaceShack.

- Tom! What did you

just post on FaceShack?

- Excuse me one second.

[laughter]

Oh! It's a cute video

of Squishy, huh?

Phew, I thought

I was in trouble.

- Uh, you will be

if you don't take it down.

- What? Why? It's a great

promotion for the store. Sales

are up.

- Listen to what I'm saying

in the background.

Ugh, Mom, I'm dreading it.

Tom's mom is sending us

her annual chocolate cake

for our anniversary.

No, no, no, sure,

it's sweet that she made it,

but she doesn't have to eat it!

[knocking]

It's horrible!

Even a raccoon wouldn't eat it.

No, no, seriously.

I left it outside last year,

and a raccoon would not eat it.

Ugh!

- Wait, you gave our cake

to the raccoons?

- Well, I tried to,

but they just looked

at me like--

[hisses]

Take the video down.

- My mom's not even

on FaceShack.

- Yes, but other relatives are.

It's gonna get back to her.

Please just take it down.

- Oh, but people love

the pooch, Anne.

They just want to eat him up.

- [hisses]

- Well, well, well.

- Wait, I thought we were each

gonna do one of the wells.

- No, we decided

Dawn should say all of them.

- Well, wait, so what do I say?

- You say,

"Where have you been?"

- Got it.

Where have been you?

Dang it!

- Ricky, why have you been

posting all of our things

like they were yours?

- Yeah, so here's the thing.

I was posting stuff

about my own life--

math grades, knitting,

correcting people's grammar

and such--

but for some reason,

I wasn't getting a lot of knocks

on my FaceShack door,

so I stole some of your lives.

- Ricky, you can't just steal

other people's lives.

- Well, you weren't

posting about them,

and if you didn't post about it,

did it really happen?

all: Yes!

- Sorry,

but you snooze, you lose.

No posting, no boasting.

No tagging, no bragging.

No shares, who cares?

- Stop it!

Stop rhyming, stop lying,

stop stealing, and stop posting!

- Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

- Why not?

- [evilly]

'Cause I like it.

- Okay, that was weird.

- Sorry, but I started getting

all those knocks,

and it feels so good.

- Look, if you don't stop

stealing our lives,

we're gonna stop giving you

lives to steal.

So from now on,

whenever we're around you,

we're gonna be the most boring,

uninteresting kids in the world.

- How are you gonna do that?

- [evilly]

Just you wait.

- Oh, that is weird.

What are you doing?

- I'm going to do math.

- I am going to knit.

- I'm going to make

your grammar gooder.

- I'm going to do this.

[camera shutter clicks]

- Go ahead. Post away.

And see how many knocks

you get now.

- Look how many knocks

he's getting now!

- "The other Quads look up to me

so much,

"they've started

to dress like me.

Guess it's DressLikeRickyDay."

- Yeah, like anybody

would ever do that.

[dramatic music]

I've had this nightmare.

They're gonna bore us to sleep,

then knit us into cocoons.

- Then we hatch into

new Rickys with wings.

- You've had the same nightmare?

- Haven't we all?

This stops right now.

- Ooh, looks like

your little plan backfired.

- I can't believe

you tricked the entire school

into thinking that you're cool.

- It's the power

of the Internet.

I'm a social influencer.

- Yeah, well, we're gonna

tell everyone the truth.

- Go ahead and try, but let me

Rick-splain something to you.

Once you build

a strong personal brand online,

people trust it.

They'll believe anything I say.

- Anything?

- Yeah.

I can make up

any dumb catchphrase,

and with one post,

my followers will

start saying it.

Like, uh...

"You ain't got the bread."

- "You ain't got the bread"?

That doesn't even mean anything.

[phone chimes]

- They don't know that.

- Hey,

where are your Ricky sweaters?

- Oh, yeah,

we're not doing that.

- Psh. You ain't got the bread.

- I think

that Rick-speaks for itself.

[knocking]

Oh, and so do

those sweet, sweet knocks.

So many,

it's almost ob-knock-sious.

[laughing]

- He is out of control.

We have to do something.

- Well, if they aren't

going to listen to us,

then maybe we need to create

somebody more popular

than Ricky online

that they will listen to.

- So we can steal

all of his knocks

and take him down a notch.

- Exactly.

- But it would need to be

an untraceable account

so Ricky won't know it's us.

- We'd need some type

of computer whiz.

- But we don't have a whiz.

- And we ain't got the bread

either.

- But we do have the pie.

So, how's your pie, Mae?

- What do you want?

I know there's no such thing

as free pie.

- Okay, you know how

you're like a computer whiz?

- I'm not like one.

I am one.

- Well,

we need you to help us create

an untraceable

FaceShack account.

- To destroy Ricky.

- So he ain't got the bread.

- What does that mean?

- Nothing!

That's why

we have to destroy him.

- Look, Ricky has

this FaceShack account,

and he's stealing

all of our stories,

and he's completely

out of control.

- And you think

me creating a fake profile

that's more popular than his

is gonna take him down?

- Yeah! Mae, we have this whole

online persona planned out.

- We even have a cool name:

"BoCo Yolo."

- "BoCo"?

- Yeah, as in Boulder, Colorado.

- See, no one will ever know

who BoCo is

because Boco's face will always

be... shrouded in mystery.

- And a hoodie.

- All this sounds great, but...

I'm out.

Now, back to my pie.

- No more pie.

- Sorry,

but creating an account

just to chase knocks

is dangerous.

Before you know it,

all you care about hearing

is the next knock.

Then the next one.

And the next one.

Where's my next knock?

[yelling]

Where?

- Give her the pie back.

- Okay.

Are you talking

from experience, Mae?

- No, I just wanted my pie back.

But trust me,

from everything I've read,

you don't want to go

down that road.

- But Ricky is headed

down that road,

and he needs our help.

Come on, Mae.

Help us help him.

- I'm sorry.

There's no way I can do this.

Now can I finish my pie, please?

- Sure, Mae.

You finish your pie.

- Thank you.

What's this?

Why is Ricky holding my cat?

- Oh, he posted that yesterday.

And he hashtagged it

"the purrr-fect couple."

- But Debbie and I

are the purrr-fect couple!

He may have the bread now,

but when I'm through with him,

he's gonna be toast!

- ♪ ♪

- Hey, everyone!

'Zup, Zayn?

Classic Zayniac, am I right?

Good morning, ladies.

Classic ladies!

[laughs nervously]

[laughter]

So, looking at FaceShack, huh?

- Yeah. This BoCo Yolo kid

is blowin' up.

- BoCo who, now?

- BoCo Yolo!

He's trending like crazy.

- Probably because

he posts cool stuff like this.

[knocking]

- I mean, that's okay,

but did you see

what the Rickinator posted

this morning?

- It was

just a FaceShack Memory.

From two days ago.

- Yeah, we get it.

You're friends with a cat.

- BoCo's so cool.

But that hoodie

always hides his face.

I wonder what he looks like.

- Rumor has it

he goes to this school.

- I go to this school...

- It's working.

Everybody loves BoCo.

- And they're tired of Ricky.

- Looks like

BoCo's got the bread now.

[all laugh evilly]

[laughter]

♪ ♪

- Tom, you didn't take down

the cake video.

- Oh, I wanted to, Anne,

but then all these customers

started coming in,

and did you see

how many knocks it got?

- Oh, yeah, I did, I did and

one of them is from your mother!

- Huh.

I guess she is on FaceShack.

- Okay.

- Look,

if she gave the video a knock,

she must like it.

- No, not necessarily.

A knock could mean anything.

It could be a sarcastic knock.

- There's no such thing

as a sarcastic knock.

- That profile pic

of you in a sombrero.

Knock, knock.

- [gasps] Anne!

You commented I was your amigo!

- That was an autocorrect

from "OMG!"

- Oh! Here comes Ricky.

- He's probably

feeling the burn.

- Yeah,

we helped him pretty hard.

- Hey, guys!

all: Hey...

- Okay, why is he so happy?

- We have a problem.

He's posting again.

[knocking]

- What?

He never crowd-surfed

at Chellapalooza!

- The Internet

doesn't know that,

and look how many knocks

he's getting.

- Now he's just making stuff up!

- Isn't that what we're doing?

- Yes,

but we're doing it to help him.

- Okay, but we need to start

making up some better stuff

so we can take that little

fake FaceShacker down.

- He got more knocks

than BoCo's last post, Mae!

- Oh, no, no, no.

No one gets more knocks

than BoCo.

This fake posting's

about to get real.

"Cute human flag,

but check this one out."

[knocking]

- No time for petting zoo pics.

I'm too busy getting

my double black belt.

[knocking]

- "Only a double?

I just got my triple...

from a ninja."

[knocking]

- Whatever.

Karate is so last week.

Now I get my kicks

eating a hot dog...

while walking on a high wire.

[knocking]

- "Adorable.

"But check me out

carrying a real dog...

while walking on hot coals."

[knocking]

- BoCo Yolo is hurting

the Rickinator.

[gasps]

- Sorry, Ricky.

This BoCo kid is obviously good.

You can't compete with that.

Our advice is just let it go.

- Yeah, there's no shame.

- Can't win 'em all, buddy.

- Yeah,

we're just trying to help.

- Help?

Even after I stole your lives?

- Hey, we just don't like to see

the Rickinator hurting.

- Yeah, forgive and forget.

- Forgive and forget?

They never forgive or forget.

♪ ♪

- Oh, hey.

Is your mom's cake here yet?

I bought some milk

to get it down.

- [laughs]

Not yet.

- Good.

It's usually here by now.

Wait a minute.

It's usually here by now!

Oh...

I knew it. I knew it.

She heard me in the video, Tom.

She definitely heard me,

and now she's not sending it!

I mean, I didn't like the cake,

but I liked getting the cake,

and now we're not

getting the cake!

- So now you want

to get the cake?

[laughter]

- Oh...

No, of course

I don't want the cake.

But I don't not want it

like this!

Don't you understand?

- I don't not not understand.

- Okay.

That cake was an expression

of her love for us.

For me!

And now the love is gone, Tom.

[knock on door]

- Someone got

an anniversary cake!

- [groans excitedly]

- Thank you.

Hey, look what my mom got you!

- [giggling]

Yes! She loves me, Tom.

She loves me!

Oh, yes!

[groaning]

She loves me, Tom.

Ugh... she loves me!

Milk!

Ah! Ah!

Milk! Milk!

- I'll go to the store.

- Hurry!

♪ ♪

- Hey, guys.

So I've been thinking

a lot about what you said,

and maybe I did get

a little carried away.

So I'm quitting FaceShack.

- Really?

- Yeah.

No more posting lies.

No more chasing knocks.

From now on,

I'm just giving them.

And this one's for you,

Boco Yolo.

[simultaneous knocking]

Aha!

I knew you guys were BoCo Yolo!

Forgive and forget, huh?

Oh, I'm gonna forget...

to forgive!

- Ricky, we were just

trying to help you.

- Were you?

Were you really?

Or were you just trying to get

a taste of those sweet knocks?

- No.

- Who cares about knocks?

- Yeah, we can stop posting

whenever we want.

- Then you won't mind

when your FaceShack door

closes forever

after I tell the whole school

that BoCo Yolo is a fraud.

- Go ahead and try.

But let me BoCo-splain

something to you.

We've got the strong,

personal brand now.

So who do you think

the people are gonna believe?

You? Or the BoCo?

- Touché.

You know, it's too bad.

Everybody loves BoCo,

but since they don't know

it's you,

you can never get

any of that love.

You'll never know

what it feels like

to get the points...

and the wiggle waves...

like I did.

Just in case I wasn't clear,

it feels good.

[laughter]

Real good.

It feels so--

all: We get it!

- I want the points.

- I want the wiggle waves.

- I want it all.

- Wait, but I thought we were

just doing this to help Ricky.

- Well, I mean,

it started that way,

but it doesn't matter.

We can never get any of it

because BoCo's not real,

so the world's never

gonna get to see him.

- Hey, everybody!

BoCo just posted that he's

gonna be revealing himself

in the common area right now!

- Okay,

we have got to stop saying

things are never gonna happen!

all: [chanting]

BoCo! Yolo!

[chanting stops]

Mae?

all: Mae?

- Not anymore.

It's BoCo Yolo now!

all: [chanting]

BoCo! Yolo!

♪ ♪

all: [chanting]

BoCo! Yolo!

- Mae, what do you think

you're doing?

- Hey, I gave you people

what you wanted.

Now I'm just giving

these people what they want.

- Mae, you were

the one who warned us

about the dangerous road.

- But the knocks...

and the points...

and the wiggles... feel good.

Real good.

all: [chanting]

BoCo! Yolo!

- Mae, what I'm about to do

is for your own good.

Everybody!

I have an announcement!

Mae is not BoCo Yolo!

[all gasp]

She couldn't be BoCo Yolo

because the truth is...

I'm BoCo Yolo!

[all gasp]

- What are you doing?

- Yeah, what are you doing?

- Going solo Yolo.

- Yeah? Well, two can go solo.

She's not BoCo Yolo!

I'm BoCo Yolo!

[all gasp]

- No... I'm BoCo Yolo!

And they're called

"Nickerdoodles"!

- How do we know that any of you

is the real BoCo Yolo?

- And that you actually did

any of that crazy stuff

you posted online?

- Maybe they should do

something crazy to prove it!

I don't know who said that,

but it's a great idea.

all: Yeah!

- Yeah! Say something.

Anything. I'll do it.

That'll prove

that I'm the real BoCo Yolo.

- No, I'll do it.

- No, I will.

- No, I will.

Name anything.

- Skydiving!

all: Anything else!

- No, we're good with skydiving.

- I'm out.

- Well, I would skydive,

but where are we gonna get

a plane?

- My dad has a plane.

all: Yeah!

- Uh... yeah, but we don't

have any parachutes.

- The plane came

with parachutes.

all: Whoo!

- Yeah, but he probably

doesn't have any kid sizes.

- Actually, he just opened

a kid-friendly skydiving school.

[all cheering]

He's got an opening

this Saturday.

- Ooh, I've got a thing

this Saturday.

- Yeah, I mean, is there any way

we can just settle this

right now?

- Like, closer to the ground?

- Walk on hot coals!

Again, I don't know

who said that,

but it's a great idea.

Since BoCo already did it once,

it shouldn't be a problem.

all: Yeah!

- True, true, I would definitely

walk on hot coals again...

if we had any,

but since we don't--

- I've got hot tots!

Fresh out of the oven.

They'll do the job!

[laughter]

all: [chanting]

Hot tots! Hot tots!

- Uh, what's this for?

- Oh, you'll know.

- Wait, hold on.

Let me just make sure

these tots are hot.

Oh, hot! Hot!

[yelling, sighing]

- You were right.

I did know.

- Okay, on FaceShack,

BoCo talked the talk.

Now it's time to see

who can walk the walk.

all: [chanting]

Tot walk! Tot walk!

- Okay, now's your chance

to chicken out.

- I'm not chickening out.

- Yeah, me neither.

all: [chanting]

Tot walk! Tot walk!

- Stop!

Stop the tot walk!

This is ridiculous.

And it's all my fault.

They only created BoCo

to take me down

because I stole their stories

and pretended they were mine.

[all gasp]

- It's true.

- All him.

- So RickyLife

was actually TheirLives.

But I learned something today,

and it's a lesson for us all.

It's better to be less popular

for who you really are

than more popular

for something you're... not!

Hot tots! Hot tots!

- You know what it's for,

people!

- [screaming]

- Ooh, I'm gonna get

a lot of knocks for this one!

[camera shutter clicks]

[simultaneous knocking]

- ♪ 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! ♪