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♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

Tobie: Welcome to "Just Roll With It!"

(theme music playing)

(shouting and cheering)

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♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

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Just roll with it!

(bell ringing) (children cheering)

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

(audience cheering)

(all cheering) Woo!

Yeah! Welcome to Just Roll With It!

(all cheering)

The only show where the voting audience

gets to decide what happens to us in scenes!

(all cheering)

When we hear this sound...

(door creaking)

(audience laughs)

What happened to the foghorn?

Looks like you've got a busted foghorn.

May have to do the show without it.

(audience laughs)

No foghorn?

No foghorn!

(laughs)

We're free!

Ramon, what are you talking about?

Don't you see?

No more foghorn means

no more audience votes!

No improv, no mess, no eating bugs!

This is everything we've ever dreamed of

Oh, here's the problem.

No one set it back for Daylight Savings Time!

That should do it.

(foghorn blares)

Noooo!

Well, no matter what else happens,

we'll have to...

All: Just roll with it!

Tobie: Woo! (all cheering)

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

(both grunt)

Come on!

You know I've been waiting all week for that documentary

on the untold history of homework to drop!

Your show is on demand, you can watch it whenever!

Yeah, but I forget stuff easily,

so I gotta binge it all in one sitting.

Ugh!

You leave me no choice.

Dad! Rachel! I have complaints!

What now?

Blair won't let me watch my program

even though she's been watching TV for, like,

nine hours!

Yeah, well... Owen has a book

filled with pictures of all the kids from our school

in his bedroom!

He's a total weirdo!

That's the yearbook!

(yelling over each other)

Enough!

Why can't you just learn to compromise

and find something you both want to watch?

(scoffs) Fat chance.

Let's face it. It's been three years

and we still don't get along.

Let's just throw in the towel

and you both get us separate apartments,

and we'll alternate which one of us sees you

on Thanksgiving!

Look, it seems like we go over this 21 times a year.

Just because you're different

doesn't mean you can't get along.

Byron and I had nothing in common when we met.

Let us tell you the story.

It was three years ago

Yeah, we know. We were there.

I had just returned from being overseas

And... here comes a flashback.

Three years ago...

we were just a couple of crazy kids.

Hey, Dad.

Just a headsup that my new science fair partner

is coming over to the office to work on our project.

Owen: Wait, wait, wait. Stop the flashback!

What are you doing?

My hair didn't look like that!

And neither did Gator's!

And neither did yours!

This was only three years ago,

we pretty much looked the same.

Would you let me have some fun with my flashback?

Everybody in this house always up in everybody's flashback.

Fine. I'm sorry.

Thank you.

As I was saying...

Owen had just said: Hey, Dad.

My new science fair partner is coming over

to the office to work on our project.

She's a "cool" kid so don't be surprised

if you hear me using some "ain'ts" instead of "are nots,"

you know what I'm sayin'? (chuckles)

Okay, we're back on the air. Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

Welcome back!

Don't touch that dial because

(foghorn blares)

(audience cheers)

Announcer: Time for our first vote.

What has Byron planned for his radio show?

I'm scared.

I'm scared. You're scared?

Announcer: Let's go back to the scene.

Man: Action!

Welcome back!

Don't touch that dial

because it's National Wrecking Ball Day!

(audience laughs) Whoahohoho!

So we are doing something I like to call

Human Wrecking Ball!

(audience cheering) Ohhohoho!

Outside, I have a huge crane set up

so let's head on out!

(all cheering)

Stop!

Stop!

Owen: Anything for entertainment.

Okay. (flubbering)

Alright. Ah!

Owen, you're controlling

the wrecking ball here for your dad.

Owen, treat me nice.

Owen, how did you get qualified to operate

all of this huge machinery?

Oh, I'm not. Got it.

(Byron screaming)

(audience cheering)

(screaming)

Whoa!

Oh!

Yeah!

That release was scary.

(all laugh)

(bell dings)

Wait, is that a real brick wall?

It's not a real brick wall, is it?

Uh, can I get up there on the ball, Dad?

Yes, sure. (chuckles) Just kidding.

(audience laughs)

Alright. Yeah.

Whoa! That release.

Oh! That was foam.

That's definitely foam.

(Byron laughing)

Owen: Oh, wow!

That was scary.

(bell dings)

Byron: What is this?

That is a lot of pies.

Gator: You doing okay, Byron?

Looks like you really hit a wall back there.

Nice. Nice.

Whoa. Whoa!

What's going on?

Let's go!

This is for my listeners!

Owen: Oh!

Yeah!

Owen: Wow!

Woo! Yeah!

Both: Let's hear it for Byron!

Owen: Yeah! (audience cheering)

Byron: Yeah!

(laughter)

Byron: Welcome back!

Whoops!

Uhh, the station owner is menacingly hovering over me,

and he looks irate,

so we're gonna cut to a quick commercial,

but don't touch that dial because you're hanging with

♪ Byron and Gator in the morning ♪

Byron!

Our parking lot is covered

in foam balls, bricks, and whipped cream.

In my defense...

Gator didn't stop me.

Hiya there. I'm Rachel, Blair's mom.

Sorry we're late, but you would not believe

what's going on in the parking lot out there.

Oh, I would.

How long will this take? What, like, 10 minutes?

Blair isn't the most schoolfocused of children,

which is why I roughed out some ideas

I thought you guys could use.

This is... impressive.

You made this?

Are you available to be my science fair partner?

I swear it was an accident!

And why are you even upset?

Those crazy mishaps are why our show

is the number one show in Akron!

Oh, well, not anymore.

DJ Dirty Dan is killing you in the ratings.

A little mishap.

Oh, if I could just get DJ Dirty Dan at this station,

my life would be so easy.

But I can't even get a station manager

to work here anymore because of the stunts

you two numbskulls are always pulling.

At this point, II would hire someone

who just walked in off the street.

Hi. Rachel.

Just walked in off the street.

I'll do it! I'm new in town, and I'm looking for a job.

Well, uh, you have any past experience?

I was stationed overseas for the last four years

working in communications.

(foghorn blares)

Come on! (audience cheers)

With this on me?

Announcer: It is time for another vote.

What does Rachel do

when she gets nervous?

Pick your favorites.

They don't still have that wrecking ball set up, do they?

Man: We will start the scene with Rachel reading

her new line from a notecard

and to do whatever improv the notecard says to do.

Nice. So what you're saying is

just roll with it?

Just roll with it!

Announcer: Let's go back to the scene.

Man: Action!

But I should warn you

sometimes when I get nervous

at, say, spontaneous job interviews

I talk in a baby voice,

can't say "A," "the," or "job,"

and I make fart noises with my mouth.

Did you get all that? (audience cheering)

I...

(baby voice): But I weally want to work for you.

(bell dings) (audience cheers)

I weally, weally do.

(audience laughing)

Pff!

(bell dings) (audience laughs)

Byron: Ohh!

Sir, we've never met

but I do a weally good job.

I am big (buzzer sounds)

I can do the

(buzzer sounds)

I can do a

(buzzer sounds)

I can do one...

this thing.

(bell dings) Pffff!

You're hired!

Pff! (audience cheers)

Wait.

Yeah! Yeah!

Woo!

Wait, I am? Seriously? After that?

Ye Well, yeah. Yup.

Wow! And your first order of business is

to clean up the mess Byron just made

in the parking lot.

He's your problem now.

Whoa, if my mom is your dad's boss,

I guess that makes me... your boss?

That's not how this works.

You're fired.

(audience cheering)

Why didn't you tell me your dad is Byron Blatt

from Beatz101?

Hey, a fan! What's your favorite bit?

Probably when you dropped all that junk on my mom

in the parking lot 10 minutes ago!

Yeah, that was a classic.

Crazy how you're so funny and awesome

and your son is... Pen Kid.

Pen Kid?

Yeah, my friend and I call you that

because you're always holding a pen.

It's class. I'm taking notes.

(laughing) Classic Pen Kid.

Pen Kid. That's good.

Well, Byron and I should probably have a chat

about the future of the station,

so why don't you kids run along

and go start your science project.

Fine.

Let's go, Pen Kid.

So, your mom had some good ideas

on this poster board,

but I'd actually already decided

that we'd develop our own water purifier.

Umm... nah.

I think we should make a model of a butt

and it could, like, fart bubbles or something.

What does that have to do with science?

I don't know. I'm just a creative.

Uh, listen,

working with me is gonna be a breeze.

All you need to do is sit back,

let me execute my vision,

and collect the inevitable Aplus.

I'm not putting my name on something boring

like a water purifier.

Kids at school think I'm awesome.

I have a brand to protect.

You know what?

Let's not waste any more of our precious time.

I'm gonna do my own project,

and you can do your own... bubble fart butt thing.

That's not fair! That means I'd have to do work!

Which you would never do. See? I hold all the cards.

Oh yeah?

Well, I'll tell our teacher what a nightmare you've been

and destroy your reputation with the faculty!

(gasps) You wouldn't dare!

I guess we'll just have to see about that.

Looks like you just messed around

and started a science war.

Joke's on you, fool. I love me a good science war.

Both: (shouting) Science war!

Hey, Dad, how did it go with your new boss?

She does not like me.

Tell me things went better with her kid.

Nope. Can't stand me.

Ugh. What do I do?

Rachel is probably going to fire me.

I can't find a new job!

I mean, I guess I could run away and join the circus.

You'd be okay on your own for a while, right?

You know how to take the airplane to Grandma's?

Dad, listen, just give her a call in the morning

and be honest with her.

Mm. What about going in the opposite direction?

She said she was going to this new restaurant

tonight with her friend.

I'll prove the people in this town love

my lowbrow brand of humor

by crashing their dinner and wowing her

with the craziest stunt she's ever seen!

Come on, let's do this!

Uh, uh, uh, no, Dad, wait!

Byron: Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!

No. Stop, wait!

Welcome to Hurricane Cantina. Do you have a reservation?

Yes. But I'm waiting for a friend.

Mmm, M'lady. Oh.

Hi, Glen. It's nice to see you again.

Why, I do declare, Ms. Bennett,

you are looking dewier than a peach

in the morning Georgia sun.

Ew, what?

Oh, I see you brought Blair.

How fun.

Your table is ready.

Why do I have to be here?

I see Mr. Penworth enough at school.

Blair, that was rude!

(laughing) It's okay. Children don't like me.

My doctor says it's a pheromone I give off.

Ugh.

I'm going to go sit in one of the bathroom stalls

and look at my phone.

I have to say I was a little surprised

you invited Blair on our second date.

Oh!

Oh, Glen, I'm sorry.

I... I didn't think these were dates.

II thought we were just hanging out

because we were friends in school

and now I'm back in town.

(awkward laughter)

Gotcha!

(laughing)

Of course this wasn't a date!

That's just a funny little joke I made up!

I have not had a crush on you since 1999!

Congratulations, you two. Our finest sparkling cider.

(stammering) I didn't order these.

No!

Bad service.

I just saw the chef go from stall to door

without washing her hands,

so I guess the special tonight is food poisoning.

So I said, you can't prove any of that in court!

(all laugh) Woo!

Holy smokes! That's DJ Dirty Dan!

He's the number one DJ in Akron right now!

Oh, I know who he is.

He has those very offensive billboards all over town.

If I could get him to come to Beatz101,

it would make a great impression on my new boss.

Excuse me just a sec.

Soooo...

what's the hot goss at school?

Ugh!

(sighs)

Excuse me, Dirty?

Or Mr. Dirty.

I'm Rachel Bennett, and I'm

No need to elaborate. I know why you're here.

Okay, which body part do you want me to sign?

She's talking to that nogood snake DJ Dirty Dan!

She's trying to replace me.

She's talking to our fourth grade teacher, Mr. Penworth!

She's ruining my reputation with the faculty.

Don't worry, son, I got this.

Dad, wait

Hey there, Hurricane Cantina!

(awkward laughter) Dad, what are you doing?

Do you even have a plan?

No time for a plan, we're winging it!

I'm Byron Blatt from Byron and Gator in the Morning

on Beatz101!

More like Byron and Gator in the Boring!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

On Beatz 10 Dumb.

(all laugh)

Woo!

I'd like to bring my new boss Rachel Bennett up on stage

for a little fun entertainment for y'all.

Oh, no, I I really don't want to

(all chanting): Get on stage!

Get on stage!

Get on stage!

Get on stage!

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same thing.

What were you telling Mr. Penworth?

(scoffs) Wouldn't you like to know?

Blair, if you dare jeopardize

my stellar Grade Point Average,

you're going to meet angry Owen.

And you know what angry Owen does?

What? Breathing exercises and mindfulness meditation.

Argh! Argh!

Okay, how about some

(foghorn blares) (audience cheering)

Hey!

Announcer: It's the final vote.

What act can our family perform?

We're gonna fall in love. Mmm.

Announcer: Now back to the scene.

Man: Action!

Okay, time for...

(chuckles) me to prove to you

that my radio stunts are the best in Akron!

I'm gonna do that with an epic platespinning routine.

(audience cheering) Oh ho!

Right here at Hurricane Cantina.

And I've brought a professional

to show us how it's done!

(band music playing)

Yeah! Here we go!

Whoa!

Owen: Oh...

Plate Spinner: Here we go. Byron: Oh!

Owen: Energetic!

This guy must get all the chicks. Yeah.

(audience laughs)

Byron: Let's go! That's what I'm talking about!

Rachel: Yeah! Byron: Got three going.

Rachel: Wow. Owen: It's four.

I can totally pick this up in five seconds.

Rachel: Yeah. (audience cheering)

Yeah. Come on.

(music stops)

Okay, but now, it's your turn.

Yeah! Plate Spinner: Come on!

Byron: All right!

Rachel: Okay. Byron: Alright.

Byron: Y'all ready? Owen: Y'all ready?

Five, six, seven, eight.

Oh! (plates shattering)

Spin it.

Oh! Rachel: Hey!

(overlapping conversations)

Rachel: We got it, we got it, we got it.

I got it. I got it.

Spin it! Oh, you ready to see this?

Oh! Or not.

Whoa!

(plate shatters)

Where did your other plates go?

Oh! Oh!

That didn't work.

Oh!

All: Tada!

(all cheering)

Byron: Yeah!

DJ Dirty Dan: Hey, Byron!

Spin this!

(all gasp)

Woo! (laughs)

This isn't impressing you, is it?

It... is... not.

(all cheering)

Both: Cheese!

Byron, what is wrong with you?

I'm sorry. I was trying to impress you.

By following me and getting me covered

in food for the second time today?

(sighs) Look,

we obviously have not gotten off

to a good start.

Maybe this is a sign that we shouldn't work together.

You can't fire me!

Yes, I can.

In fact, I think when we get back to the office,

it'd be for the best if you cleaned out your desk.

No!

Wait, please.

I know my dad can be annoying,

impulsive, reckless, juvenile

Thank you, son. (sighs)

But he's a good guy.

And he loves this job more than anything.

(stammers) In fact,

you can pay him half of what you're paying him now.

Where are you going with this, son?

And he'll still show up every day

because deep down...

all he cares about is making people laugh.

Audience: Aww.

Thank you.

Ugh, this is so pathetic, Mom.

Let them off the hook already

and tell him you won't fire him.

Wow, well...

my daughter doesn't want me to fire you,

which is surprising since she normally loves watching

bad things happen to people.

Despite all your flaws,

it seems like you've somehow managed

to raise a good kid.

He pretty much raised himself.

I'll give you one more chance,

but you're on thin ice.

So... you're not replacing me with Dirty Dan?

That pretty much went out the door

when he chucked nacho cheese at me.

Look, you and I might never get along,

but let's at least try to have

a functional working relationship.

Deal? Deal!

I'm sorry.

I get kinda intense about my grades,

and sometimes that makes me hard to work with.

That's okay.

I'm really cool and fun.

And sometimes that rubs people

who aren't cool and fun the wrong way.

Uh, what I'm trying to say is

if you're still up for it,

I'd love to find a project

we're both excited about.

How 'bout a compromise?

Like a butt that farts out purified water?

We'll workshop some ideas.

Mmm. You know, the food here isn't half bad.

We should come sometime after work.

Eh. I honestly don't like mixing

personal life with business.

Yeah, no, definitely.

Coworkers should just be coworkers.

Yeah. And we're not coworkers. I'm your boss.

Yes, ma'am.

And that was how it all began.

Pretty heartwarming, huh?

Uh, not really.

Most of that story was about us having horrible haircuts

and being mad at each other.

No, Blair. You missed the point.

Well, then what was the point?

The point is, everyone's different

and throughout life, you're gonna meet people you don't get along with,

but if you ever feel like those relationships

are putting your job at jeopardy,

just try and marry your boss.

That's it? That's what you learned?

It worked for me.

Well... for what it's worth,

I'm glad we all gave each other a chance.

Me too.

Absolutely.

Aww.

Audience: Aww!

All: And that's our show!

You guys have been a great audience!

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

(theme music playing)

(audience cheering)

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

All: Just roll with it.

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

(theme music playing)

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