Original subtitles

[upbeat rock music]

- Hey, guys.

We've got some pretty

exciting news.

We want you to meet

the foreign exchange student

from Australia

who just moved in with us.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- G'day.

Nice to meet you all.

I'm Britt.

- You talk funny.

- What did you say?

- You'll get used to it.

I'm Mae.

- And I'm Miles.

- I'm Dooley.

- I'm very excited to be here.

It's gonna be ripper.

- Absolutely.

Totally ripper.

What's ripper?

- It means really great.

As in,

"Since I'm an only child,

it's gonna be ripper to finally

have a sister and brothers."

[together]

Ripper.

- Yeah, by the way,

where's Dicky?

- Oh he's probably still

watching the toilet flush.

- Ew.

- Oh, no,

it's not what you think.

Ever since Britt told him

Australian toilets

flush the opposite way,

Dicky's been in the bathroom

trying to make the water

spin backwards.

- That makes sense.

- Yeah, that sounds right.

- Still ew.

- Do a lot of Americans talk

like that?

- [whispering]

No.

- Come on, Britt,

let us introduce you to

some typical American sports

and hobbies.

- Ooh, check these out.

- Is it okay to just open those

like that?

- [scoffs]

Our parents own the store.

- We can do whatever

we want.

- Our lives are just

that ripper.

- Oh, this is not gonna

end well.

- Okay.

Britt, these are golf balls.

- Yeah, we have

the Australian Open.

- Those are tennis balls.

- There's an Australian Open

for tennis too.

- Well, I bet there's

no open for...

miniature hockey.

- That's a boomerang.

And there's a cup,

not an open.

- I knew that, Britt.

It's American humor.

- I bet you use those a lot

back home.

- Not really.

It's just in the movies.

- Oh, so you don't know

how to use it?

- Of course I know

how to use it.

I'm Australian.

Don't you watch movies?

- Well, can you show us

how to throw it?

- Absolutely.

But it's best to do it outside.

- Again, Britt--

parents own the store.

- Yeah, so go ahead.

You can boom your rang in here.

- I wouldn't say it like that

in Australia,

but here we go.

[boomerang whooshing]

[all exclaiming]

- I got to try that.

both: Me too.

- Oh, this is definitely

not gonna end well.

- Here we go.

[crashing]

- Crikey!

- Don't worry, Britt.

This isn't a "crikey."

- Crikey or no crikey,

you guys really

boomed that rang.

- I don't think

you're saying it right.

- Nobody is saying

any of it right.

- [gasps]

- Kids?

- What did you do?

You know we have the special

release of Isaiah Thomas'

new Isaiah T-4 sneakers

tomorrow.

- Yeah.

- We're psyched.

- I can't wait to put my feet

in those babies.

- Then why would you trash

the store?

We just found out

that Isaiah Thomas himself

is gonna be here signing shoes.

[all exclaiming]

- And since the promotional

price is only $4 a pair,

there's gonna be

a ton of people here to see...

this!

- Okay, you know what?

We are so tired of you guys

acting so entitled

around here,

so if you want Isaiah T-4s,

you are gonna have to wait

in line outside

and pay for them

like everyone else.

- Told you it wasn't gonna

end well.

- And you better plan

on getting up early,

because there's only

104 pair of those 4s.

- Did you say,

"Wait in line"?

- "Outside"?

- "Like everyone else"?

What do you mean?

- I think she means you guys

are gonna have to wait in line,

outside, like everyone else.

- Thanks, Britt,

but we've got this.

See, there's no language

barrier between us

and our parents,

and they would never expect us

to wait in line.

- Actually, that's exactly

what we expect.

[together]

Crikey.

[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! ♪

[cheerful music]

- I can't believe

Mom and Dad

made us clean up

the entire store

and are still gonna make us

wait in line.

Like a bunch of liner-uppers.

- Well, I'm excited.

My first American experience

meeting an American

sports star,

buying American sneakers,

and standing

in an American line.

- You know,

you really don't need

to specify everything

as American.

- Gotcha, mate!

- Also, you don't have to be so

upbeat about everything.

It's kind of watering down

our outrage.

- Gotcha, mate!

I mean...

[quietly]

Gotcha, mate.

You may resume your outrage.

- Thank you.

As I was saying,

we're not liner-uppers.

We're plan-hatchers.

- Ooh! Here's a plan for ya!

all: Yeah?

- We go to bed early...

all: Yeah?

- We wake up early...

all: Yeah?

- And we wait in line.

all: No!

- Britt, Britt, Britt,

leave the hatching to me.

Planning's kind of my thing.

- You didn't hear

the best part.

When we wake up early,

I'll make you some eggs.

How do you like 'em?

- [chuckles]

Britt, Britt, Britt,

leave the breakfast to me.

Cooking's kind of my thing.

- Since we're carving out

our areas of expertise here,

sweater vests, bedazzling,

math--all me.

- No judgment, mate.

What's Dicky's area

of expertise?

[toilet flushing]

Oh, right.

- Okay, we need a plan

to get us out of waiting

in line

like a bunch of dummies.

That's it! Plan hatched!

both: Nice.

- Is she gonna explain more,

or...?

- Nope.

Just nod and go with it.

- Then we'll question it

when we get there.

Okay, a couple questions.

First, are you sure

this is gonna work?

- Yep.

- Actually, that was

our only question.

- Okay, mission accomplished.

Now we can sleep in

while these dummies

hold our spots

at the front of the line.

Where are our dummies?

- Guess somebody thought

our mannequin plan was garbage.

- Why would you say that?

- Because our mannequins

are in the garbage.

- Okay, new plan.

There's Mae and Miles.

They'll let us cut

in front of them.

Hey, guys.

- G'day.

- Listen, we kind of

overslept this morning--

- You mean you used mannequins

to hold your spot

at the front of the line?

- I suppose that's possible.

- And people got mad,

tore 'em apart,

and threw 'em

into the dumpster?

- Also possible.

- There's a dumpster full

of mannequins right over there.

- Well, you can't prove we had

anything to do with it.

- They have nametags.

- Are you gonna let us cut

or not?

- Please?

It's just a little cut-sies.

- No.

And don't try to make it

sound cute.

- But it's just a little

cut-sies.

- All right, fine.

- Miles!

- What?

It's just so charming

when he says it.

[whistle blows]

- No cut-sies!

all: Dooley?

- What are you doing?

- Your parents said

they'd give me a free pair

of signed Isaiah shoes

if I kept the line in order.

- Wait, so they punished us

and then hired you

to watch the line?

- No, just to watch you.

- So no cut-sies?

- All right. But just you.

all: Dooley!

- Right!

Back of the line,

all of you.

Sorry.

- No worries.

That means we get to spend

more time together.

Come on, Harpers.

Let's hop on over there.

- Look, I love that Britt

never gets outraged

by anything,

but his lack of outrage

is outraging me.

- This is not shaping up

to be such a g'day.

- Come on, Harpers.

[all sighing]

♪ ♪

[cheerful music]

♪ ♪

- Was the line this long

for the first three versions

of Isaiah's shoes?

- We don't know.

We didn't have to wait in line.

- I once waited three hours

for a tiger pie

in Woolloomooloo.

It was ripper.

- Hey, what's the opposite

of ripper?

Because this is that.

- This one's as feisty

as a boxing kangaroo.

- I should be insulted

by that, but I'm charmed.

- That accent lets you

get away with anything.

- Teach us how to get away

with anything.

- All right,

let's give it a burl.

Here's an easy one.

Down under, we shave

with "rye-zuh blides."

Repeat after me:

"rye-zuh blides."

all: Razor blades.

- No, say "rye."

all: Rye.

- Zuh.

all: Zuh.

- Blides.

all: Blides.

- Now all together.

all: Razor blades.

- Okay, we've got

some work to do.

- Hey, Dooley!

Those people just cut.

What's that all about?

- No idea.

Not here to watch them,

just you.

And you're terrible

at accents.

- You can't give us a ticket

for being bad at accents.

- Can. Did.

Rye-zuh blides,

rye-zuh blides...

- Great. We just got bumped

out of sneaker range.

- And we have a court date

in three weeks.

- One problem at a time.

Those people are out of line.

We need to get them

out of line!

- Look at the kangaroo go!

- But how are we gonna get them

out of line

when all they want to see

is Isaiah?

- Now I have a plan!

- I thought she was

the plan-hatcher

and you were the cook.

- Well, I cooked up

a plan, okay?

And you're coming with me,

bloomin' onion.

- Where's Nicky?

- You'll see.

[laughs]

Hey, look, everybody!

It's NBA superstar

Isaiah Thomas!

- [deep voice] Oh, no.

I've been spotted.

Back down the alley I go.

- Yes!

- Nice!

- Looks like we're back

in shoe-gettin' range.

- We did it! We've won!

- Hold on.

This is the part

where it looks like we've won,

but if we're not careful,

we'll get distracted

by something.

So stay focused.

- Hot tots!

all: Ooh.

- [laughing]

- Hey, Gladys.

You sell street tots?

- Summer's slow

for us lunch ladies.

I make a few bucks

slinging tots on the side.

- Gladys, we have an

Australian exchange student.

- What does that have

to do with tots?

- Did you know

that in Australia

we call tater tots

potato gems?

- Oh, you don't say.

Hot gems!

Get your hot potato gems!

Nah, don't like it.

Even though you're cute

as a koala.

- Fair enough.

We'll take four orders

of hot tots.

- That'll be $16.

- $16?

- They're organic.

- Hey, kids,

Isaiah Thomas just arrived,

so we'll be opening

the doors shortly.

- Oh, I hope you have

enough money

for tots and shoes.

- We barely had tot money.

- Yeah, we thought our lesson

was having to wait in line

like everybody else.

- We also said

you had to buy them.

- Yeah, but with your money,

not ours.

- Sorry, kids.

No special treatment.

- Hey, you were right.

It did look like

we were gonna win,

and then we got distracted

by the lovely lady

and her hot tots.

- We can still fix this.

I'll just go home

and get our money.

So tell me

where you guys keep yours.

- How about no.

- Fine.

We'll all go together.

Britt, save our spots.

- Shh!

Here you go, Hugh Jackman.

Don't tell anybody.

Hot tots!

♪ ♪

- Come on, guys!

We have to get back

to the store!

Oh, interesting.

Your secret cash stash

is in the kitchen.

Bet I can guess where.

- No way.

- Tea kettle.

- Shoot!

Then I'll just use

my other secret hiding place.

- Bread box.

- Shoot!

Then I'll just use

my other secret--

- Sugar bowl.

- You're a witch.

- Guys, we have a problem.

Dicky's not upstairs,

and all his clothes

are missing.

And I found this.

- So? We all know he loves

popping bubble wrap.

- Or he boxed himself up

and mailed himself

to Australia!

- What?

- Why would you think that?

- I was so tired of him

talking about

how Australian toilets

flush the opposite way,

I may have maybe

kind of suggested

that he box himself up

and mail himself

to Australia to find out.

- That's ridiculous.

How is that even possible?

- I'll tell you how.

That's how.

- Even if he could

box himself up,

someone would still have to

give it to a delivery person.

Who would do that?

- I'll tell you who.

- Here for a pickup?

- Oh, this must be it.

My wife's probably returning

a bunch of shoes.

- [grunts]

Wow, this sure is heavy

for shoes.

- Yeah, well,

she has really big feet.

- Okay.

- Here, well--I'm sorry.

Here, let me help.

Just--hold this.

- Uh-huh.

- So you want to bend your legs

like this.

- That's who.

- Listen, I'm sure Dicky is

just pranking us.

But right now, we have

to get back to the line

so we can get our Isaiah T-4s.

By the way, you may want

to move your secret stash.

I have a feeling

it's in your sock drawer.

- No, it's not.

- Far right,

inside the bedazzled tie box.

- Witch.

♪ ♪

- Great!

You've got your money.

You're back in line.

Nothing can stop us now.

[whistle blows]

- Line violation. No cut-sies.

- Come on, Dooley.

We're not cutting.

- Yeah. Britt was just saving

our spot for us.

- Then no save-sies.

Back of the line.

- Charm him, Britt.

- I really like your--

- ♪ Ah la la la la la ♪

Back of the line!

♪ La la la la la la ♪

♪ ♪

- Great. Now we're definitely

out of sneaker range.

- Wow, once again,

victory was within our grasp.

But then, another wallop.

Well, at least things

can't get any worse.

- They just did.

I was calling Dicky earlier,

but he didn't answer,

so I've been trying

to track his phone,

and I finally found him.

- So where is he?

- Halfway across

the Pacific Ocean.

I was right.

He did send himself

to Australia.

- Crikey.

How many bad things happen

to you quads?

all: So many.

[cheerful music]

- I can't believe Dicky

actually

shipped himself

to Australia.

- Maybe he didn't.

Maybe he just shipped

his mobile.

- Yeah, he probably

packed his phone and clothes

in a big box and shipped it

to fool us.

Wait a minute.

Box, us, fool...

- What's happening?

- Shh! She's hatching.

- [snaps fingers]

I got it!

I think I know a way

for us to cut in line

without Dooley

or anyone seeing.

- Is she gonna tell

us what it is, or--

oh, right.

♪ ♪

- Special deliveray

for Get Sportay.

- What giant thing

did you order, Tom?

- I order a lot

of giant things, Anne.

I don't know.

We're really busy right now.

Can you just move it

over there, please?

- Thar? Shar.

[knocks]

Seriously? A little help.

- Okay, we made it

past Dooley.

- And there's

Isaiah Thomas!

- Wait.

These aren't my eyeholes.

These are your eyeholes,

Nicky.

- Yeah, let's switch eyeholes.

[shuffling]

- Wait. I was wrong.

These aren't my eyeholes.

- Yeah. I want my old eyeholes.

- Do I need to tear you both

new eyeholes?

- Okay, everyone, only seven

pairs of shoes left!

- Did you hear that?

Britt, you're up.

- That was weird.

- Do you think they noticed?

[children arguing]

- Nope.

They're focused on those girls.

- Okay, everybody,

only five pairs of shoes left!

- Yes!

- We did it!

- The shoes are ours!

- Ripper!

- So we're not going

to get the shoes?

- We waited all day.

- Look at those sad

little faces.

- Guys, these kids are

the real liner-uppers.

- Yeah, we're just

liner-cutters.

- Kids! Wow, you made it!

- Oh, you guys,

I'm so proud of you.

You waited in line

and you didn't act entitled.

Now you get your shoes.

- No, Mom.

We don't deserve them.

- We cheated our way up

in line.

- What? Did we already give

Dooley his free pair of shoes?

- Yes.

- Dang it.

- These kids have been

waiting here all day.

They deserve

the last pair of Isaiahs.

- [sighs]

So go on, kids.

[chuckles]

Sorry. Guess we didn't learn

our lesson about entitlement.

- I think you just did.

- Kids, we're really

proud of you.

In the end, you did

the right thing.

- Hey, that was really nice

of you.

Thanks for giving up

your sneakers for my sons.

- Your sons?

They why were they standing

in line?

- Well, they didn't want to,

but I was teaching them

a lesson about entitlement.

- [gasps] Me too!

I mean, you know what they say:

"Great dads think alike."

You know, if you want to, uh,

hoop it up later,

maybe I can show you

a few of my skills.

- Oh!

- Oh!

- I'm good.

- Well, I guess

we'll have to wait

for the full-priced Isaiahs

to come out next month.

- Maybe not.

I was saving a few pairs

for my buddies back home,

but since you guys were so nice

to my boys,

I think I should give them

to you guys.

- Yes!

- Please!

- Thank you!

- Good on ya, mate!

- Ripper!

♪ ♪

- Those are pretty big

on ya, mate.

- But they're still awesome.

- They were for my teammates,

but they can buy their own.

Thanks for setting

a good example for my boys.

- Anytime, thank you.

- Whatever you need.

- Thanks.

- Thank you, Mr. Thomas.

- Grab your markers, boys.

Last time you left them out,

I slipped on 'em

and couldn't play

for two weeks.

- I'm in the front!

- Huh. And in the end,

it all worked out.

No wallop.

- Wait!

We forgot to get them

autographed.

[exciting music]

♪ ♪

[slo-mo]

- Oh, no!

- He's gonna slip!

- I got this!

♪ ♪

- I almost slipped on this

and sprained my ankle.

Ow, my ankle!

all: Crikey!

- And there's the wallop.

♪ ♪

- Uh-huh.

Ooh, uh-huh.

- Mom, please stop pacing.

You're making us nervous.

- Okay, all right.

Hey, thanks

for letting us know.

Isaiah is gonna be fine.

[all sigh]

- Well, that is enough

excitement for one day.

- Actually, there's a little

more excitement

you need to know about.

- Oh, no.

- The boys think Dicky shipped

himself to Australia in a box.

Please tell them

how ridiculous that is.

- Well, Dicky is in Australia.

- We shipped him there.

all: In a box?

- No.

- No, on a plane.

We shipped his clothes

in a box.

- Yeah, we told you all this

this morning.

- Oh, hey, kids.

Early bird gets the shoes, huh?

- [yawns]

We were just at the airport.

Dicky got picked at the last

minute to go to Australia

as a part of the student

exchange program.

[both yawning]

- He was so excited to see

a backwards toilet flush,

we put him on

the next flight out.

- I've never seen them

so well-behaved.

Are we sure that's them?

- Of course.

- Oh, yeah.

- Totally remember.

- We're no dummies.

[phone chimes]

- Oh, check it out!

Dicky just texted.

It says,

"Watch this awesomeness!"

[toilet flushing]

Huh.

It really does go backwards!

all: Ripper!

[toilet flushing]

- What's that?

all: Ew, crikey!

- ♪ 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! ♪