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[theme song plays]

♪ Todd and Riley were, oh, so sad ♪

♪ Then they came 'cross a Fleemco ad ♪

♪ They sent away a $1.98 ♪

♪ Got a superspy mom ♪

♪ And a daredevil dude of a dad ♪

♪ Replacements ♪

♪ The replacements ♪

♪ Now anytime they come across adults ♪

♪ Who are sly and deny and deprive them ♪

♪ And make things bad ♪

[phone ringing]

[Mr. Fleem] Hello, Fleemco.

Sir, we need a replacement.

And fast.

♪ And anytime they wanna make a change ♪

♪ Modify and rearrange ♪

♪ Though it might get kinda strange ♪

♪ Make 'em better, nice And strong and fast ♪

♪ And smart and cool and maybe even lame ♪

♪ Call in the replacements ♪

♪ Replacements ♪

♪ Get the replacements ♪

♪ Just get the replacements ♪

♪ Replacements ♪

♪ Get the replacements ♪

[bell rings]

Ooh. The fall dance is coming.

I hope it's not too late to get my body armor polished.

A dance?! Sweet! I've never been to one of those.

No way! You have never been to a dance?

No, but I did do some research on the net.

Which dances are in these days?

The running man.

The mashed potato.

The hokeypokey.

Make it stop!

That's better!

OK, please stop whatever it is you're doing.

Riley, the fall dance is only the most important social event

between the Halloween Hoedown and the Thanksgiving Young Dance.

We're talking boys here, Riley!

[fanfare plays]

Can I have this dance?

Of course, Johnny.

[music playing]

You've made me, like, the happiest dude in the world.

[whistle blows]

Giddy-up, Rainbow Jumper.

-Ow! -Ow!

-Ow! -Ow!

Ow!

[neighs]

[blows raspberry]

-You like Johnny Hitswell? -No! I mean, well, kind of.

OK, I think he's a total hottie,

but whenever he talks to me, I say something stupid.

Hey, Riley. Good game yesterday.

Hey, Johnny. Do you think bees sweat?

They fly around so fast, I bet they get really sweaty.

Yeah, Riley. That's, uh, really interesting.

Hey, Johnny. How 'bout us cool girls walk you to practice?

Yeah, uh, OK. See you there, Riley.

[groans] I'm such a dork!

No arguments here.

Good luck trying to dance with Johnny. Every girl in school likes him.

Besides, he sees you as his buddy from the baseball team,

and guys do not dance with their buddies.

So, what should I do?

Well, if you want to impress him,

you'll definitely need to do something with your hair.

-[Abbey] And your clothes. -[Tasumi] And your shoes.

-[Abbey] And your-- -OK! OK! I get the point!

I need a makeover.

Let's see, what should I wear today? Hmm.

It feels like a jumpsuit kind of day.

Hey, Dad. Where's Mom?

I think she said something about a super-secret spy mission

to the secluded mountain compound

of Dr. Scorpius to recover the Precoby diamond.

Either that or she went to the mall.

I forget. Anyway, what's up?

Well, the school dance is tomorrow

and I really want to make a good impression.

That shouldn't be a problem,

considering your mother and I already signed up to be chaperones.

And if there's ever a lull in the party,

I'll just wow everybody with my new hobby, raccoon juggling.

I'm already up to three raccoons.

Hup, hup, hey... [yelling]

Now, come on, guys, we rehearsed this!

Hey, Dad, let's make this the one formal event

where you don't bring your raccoons.

What would be really great, though,

is if you could take me to get a makeover.

Sure! And what perfect timing!

Our family's monthly trip to Super Discount Budget Cutz is tomorrow.

Good ol' Wally never lets us down.

Aw, Dad, not One Cut Wally.

That's not fair. You know he's got more than one cut.

Remember last time?

All right, what number?

I'll take a one.

-Two. -Three.

Uh, surprise me.

Wow, that Wally is a miracle worker.

[shudders]

[telephone rings]

[Mr. Fleem] Hello, Fleemco.

I need a new look and Wally at Super Discount Budget Cutz

isn't going to cut it.

Walter Burns, our nation's military needs a barber

who can give identical haircuts to thousands of new recruits.

-Are you up to the challenge? -Sir, yes, sir.

Hey!

Bon chance, mon ami.

Hello. We're here for our 3:00 appointment with Wally.

Sorry, Wally's gone.

The new guy, Fabian Le'Tool is taking all his appointments.

Voila!

Amazing!

And pookie has never looked better.

Have you? Have you?

Aw! The pretty girl.

Sorry, Riley.

I guess with Wally gone, there's no point in paying

for that fancy Super Discount Budget Cutz look.

Actually, Dad, why not give this new guy a try?

Uh, I don't know.

[French accent] Oh, my! Are you my 3:00?

Look away, everyone! We have a disaster area over here!

Hello? Oh, it's the 1950s.

They want their hairstyle back.

Hello? Who is this?

Hey.

Susan, I need my scissors, a dab of mousse,

and 40 ccs of yellow number three hair dye. Stat!

Hey! What are you doing?

And voila!

[gasps] I look incredible!

You're even better than Wally!

[crying]

Everything I know is wrong!

Cool! I'm next!

Hold on. I'm feeling inspired.

And voila.

Wow, I look just like teen dance sensation/all-around dream boat,

Kyle Preston.

No, no! He looks like you. Next!

Sir, my first dance is tonight,

and there's a boy I really want to impress.

[exclaims] Say no more. I know how important that can be.

Peggy! Cancel the rest of my appointments!

We are giving this girl a full makeover.

Too freakish.

Too fruit-like.

Too foul.

Fabulous!

Scissors.

[snipping]

Shears.

Crepe.

[gulp]

Thanks, I needed that.

Number three comb.

I said number three, Giselle! Do you want to lose this curl?!

[sighs]

We've done all we can. [sniffles]

It's up to her now.

How is she?

I'm not going to lie to you, Mr. Daring.

Your daughter is completely...

Fabulous!

[Dick] Honey, you look beautiful!

[Todd] Whoa! What did you do with my sister?

[music playing]

[both gasping]

Wow.

I'm blinded by love with the fog and the humidity and uh...

[gasps] I mean, eww...

[yelps]

Riley? Is that you?

-You look great! -Wow! You're a total hottie!

Hello, my beautiful.

Please accept this corsage, which I took from that nerd.

I'm happy to help pretty lady with the flowers and the hemorrhaging.

Uh, thanks, I guess.

I've never felt this way about a girl before.

I'd punch a million cupids just to see you smile.

Well, if you really liked me, you'd prove it by standing over there.

OK.

I'll be waiting!

[gasps]

Who is that handsome devil in the punch bowl?

[sighs] I'm glad I made it.

Oh, honey. Doesn't our daughter look beautiful?

[gasps]

-[grunts] -[yelling]

Who are you and what have you done with my husband?

K, it's me!

Nice try, Dr. Scorpius, but my husband isn't nearly this fabulous.

Now, what have you done with the Precoby diamond?

[groaning]

-Hi, Johnny. -Ooh, Johnny, you look great.

Whoa. Do I know you?

Hi, Johnny, did you know that the tongue is the strongest muscle in the body?

No, you don't know her.

She's definitely not one of your buddies from the baseball team.

You should totally dance with her.

Yeah. OK. In a little bit. I got to do something first.

Carne is Spanish for meat.

[grunting]

Look! It's teen dance sensation/all-around dream boat, Kyle Preston!

[all screaming]

Hey, Riley, the girls and I were talking and since you look so fabulous tonight,

we thought we'd invite you to become an official member

of the cool girls club.

-Me? A cool girl? -Uh-huh.

We're meeting in the dark courtyard behind the gym right now.

OK!

Hey, fellow cool girls. What's up?

Your membership application.

Oh, well, I'll just lean over the fountain here and sign it.

[gasps] My dress.

[girls laughing]

Oops. So sorry.

Guess your little fairytale is over... Cinder-Riley.

[laughing]

[shivering]

Wow! I can't believe I used to like you.

You were a lot prettier when you were dry.

[thunder rumbles]

[crying]

[groans]

-Hey, Riley. -Johnny?

W... what are you doing here?

I've been looking for you all night.

-Really? -Of course.

Riley, you're like the coolest girl I know.

All those other girls care about is dressing up and looking good,

but I'd much rather dance with you than some pretty girl.

Um, thank you?

Hey, I think the last song is playing.

-Can I have this dance? -Of course, Johnny.

Oh, wait. I promised some other girl...

-I should probably-- -Don't worry.

I have a feeling she'll understand.

[music playing]

[panting]

[grunting]

Incoming!

[all screaming]

-Hurry up! Move! -[Agent K] I'll get you, Dr. Scorpius!

You will never make it back to Cairo!

[yelling]

Ladies and gentlemen, marvel as I, the daring Todd Daring,

grind down this rail, over the fountain, and kick-flip over the stairs

as I catch a priceless vase,

which my good friend Jacobo will be tossing into the air.

Dude! Who are you talking to?

I'm the only one here.

[shattering]

Hey, what gives?

[Irish accent] Not so fast, Johnny Hot-skates.

The mayor banned skateboarding on public property.

So, if you don't leave, I'm going to call your parents.

[splashing]

Last thing we want is a bunch of kids hanging around the library.

[grunts]

I told you to stay off my property!

Perfecto.

Aye me.

The mayor's new law says you kids can't skateboard here anymore.

Chalk one up for me and my broom. [laughs]

Fine. I'll just go to the lame skate park like everyone else.

I'm happy to be here today at the Pleasant Hill Skate Park...

to demolish it!

And to dedicate a new Skate Park Memorial Park.

Hey, that's not fair! There's nowhere left to skateboard.

Oh, that's not true, son.

We've designated this special skate zone for anyone who still wishes

to waste their life skateboarding.

Oh, this is bogus! You can't do that!

[giggles] Of course I can.

I'm the mayor. I can do whatever I want.

See? I just did that.

[chuckles] So, unless you know of a special corporation

that has the ability to somehow replace me

with a mayor who lets you skateboard wherever you want,

well, you're just out of luck.

Like that could happen.

Oh, wait a minute.

Oh!

[Mr. Fleem] Hello, Fleemco.

Sir, I want to replace our town's totally bogus mayor.

[Mr. Fleem] Todd, Fleemco is a powerful corporation, but this is America.

We can't just use our money and influence to alter the political process.

[laughing] Just kidding.

Uh, I'll use up some favors and get you a new mayor by tomorrow.

Who, me?

The new ambassador to Ingunaguay?

So long, suckers.

And that's one hyena that won't be laughing again anytime soon.

In other news, sources tell me, Ace Palmero,

that Pleasant Hills has a new mayor, skateboarding legend, Trevor Boddie.

Awesome!

Good! I never liked that old mayor.

Always keeping the stunt man down with his laws.

What do you mean I can't ride my rocket-powered bathtub here?

Tell it to the mayor, Johnny Hot Tub.

[coughing]

The new mayor's first order of business

is getting the town a quote, "gnarly makeover."

I, Ace Palmero,

have already witnessed new freeway ramps built as loopty loops,

the street luge has replaced the cable car

as the town's public transportation system.

And the town's water supply has been switched to Uber Vasser,

the official energy drink of extreme skaters everywhere.

Hey, guys. And by guys, I mean you two.

This water's great.

Tastes sweet. Wanna build a barn?

[hammering and sawing]

Now, let's go mountain biking.

Hey, look a chipmunk. Better catch it.

I, Ace Palmero, have also learned that Mayor Boddie

has repealed every law passed by the former mayor

except the law forbidding rocket powered bathtubs,

because that would be stupid.

[sighs]

Sweet! I'm going skating!

Whoa, this place is awesome now. See you guys later.

[chuckles] K, watch me go down the big ramp.

I'll be watching, dear.

Hey, dudes. What's up?

Whoa, dude. Who invited you?

Seriously, check out this antique.

What garage sale did you get this from?

Oops.

-[whimpers] -And could that jumpsuit

be any less gnarly? Oh, man, is that polyester?

[all laughing]

Yes, the tough stunt man finds cotton too scratchy.

Whoa! A talking car.

Dude, that is gnarly, bra.

[sighs]

Riley, you should have seen it.

Jacobo tried to ollie off the roof of the post office and totally biffed it.

It was sweet.

[groans] Don't mention sweet.

I'm still coming down from my Uber Vasser rush.

And this just in, Pleasant Hills will host this year's

Ultimate Game's freestyling competition.

To honor this event, Mayor Boddie has made it mandatory for all residents.

Boo-ya!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I, Ace Palmero, have a cube to gleam.

Sweet!

Todd, have you stopped to think that a town full of skateboarders

just might have a few teensy weensy little drawbacks?

Are you kidding? Skateboarding is awesome!

And if something is awesome, you obviously want as much of it as possible.

It's a scientific fact.

Come on, Jacobo.

Let's go upstairs and hit stuff with your cast.

Excuse me, pardon me, coming through.

[both grunt]

[siren blaring]

Sorry, ma'am. Law says you got to have to have a skateboard.

Now, don't make me call your parents.

[shuddering]

[yelps]

-[man] Hey, get in line! -Principal Cutler?

Oh, hey, Todd, sorry. No cuts.

Now watch these radical moves.

[laughs]

[groans] Could this get any lamer?

-Cowabunga! -Charge!

Apparently, it can.

I don't need that stupid park. I'll build my own skate ramp.

-Hey, that's my ramp! -Yeah, sorry, little dude.

The mayor says we can skateboard wherever we want.

-Oh, this stinks! -[Riley] What's the matter, Todd?

I thought you wanted this to be a skateboarding town.

Not like this. Skateboarding was my thing,

but now that Mayor Boddie passed that law, it's everybody's thing.

[donkey braying]

Dad, you're drinking root beer? It's not even noon.

[Dick burps] Oh, what does it matter?

Look at that young go-getter.

The world was his lobster.

And now Dick Daring,

the grooviest young superstar in the stunt world,

adjusts his bell bottoms, checks his mood ring,

and away he goes!

He did it! He jumped the shark!

-[cheering] -Hey...

[sighs] I used to be the envy of thrill seekers everywhere.

Yeah, when everyone's extreme, no one is.

Oh, man, I have to do something about this mayor.

So, it's a high-ranking government official

you wish to take down, is it?

Well, the trick is to first recruit an alliance of his adversaries,

then plant a mole in a certain--

Uh, thanks, Mom, but I think I'm just going to go talk to him.

Oh, well, I suppose that's an option as well, isn't it?

So... [clears throat] we are all agreed the month of November

will now officially be known as Gnarlyvember.

-Gnarlyvember. -Gnarlyvember.

-Owned! -Owned!

Mayor Boddie, we need to talk.

-How'd you get in here, little dude? -It wasn't hard.

The security guard was just some skater passed out in a pile of taco wrappers.

Oh, so he's the one that's been boggarting all the tacos.

Not cool, Waldo.

Well, at least we have pie.

Mayor Boddie, now that everybody in town is a skater, it's no fun.

Dude, that's not a very gnarly attitude.

Hey, you know what would be really gnarly?

Putting your title as mayor on the line at tomorrow's Ultimate Games.

Whoa. That would be heck-a-gnarly.

All right, little dude, I'm game,

but you gotta put something on the line, too.

-Like what? -Like your family's gnarly talking car.

It's a deal.

[Boddie] Dude, this car is awesome.

The first thing I'm gonna do

is I'm gonna deck this thing out with a hot plate.

Just for the record, I never agreed to this.

[Ace Palmero Let's give it up for Jack!

It's gonna be tough to beat says me, Ace Palmero.

Next up, reigning freestyle champion...

Mayor Trevor Boddie.

Wow! A triple 360 kick with combo twist. Unbelievable.

I hereby declare this car owned.

-Wa-bam! -Beat that, little dude.

I can't, but this guy can.

[laughs]

What are you doing here, poser?

Kicking your butt, old school.

[groans]

Is that a bathtub? You can't use that. It's against the rules.

Rules! Ha! I play by my own rules.

Bring out the shark, fellas!

Look out below!

Yeah.

[crowd cheering]

Hey...

Hey!

Dude, you got owned.

[chuckling]

You're the best, Dad.

This year's gnarliest athlete

and the new mayor of Pleasant Hills is Dick Daring.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Now, as mayor, I promise to be a fair and judicious leader

who won't pass anymore frivolous laws.

What? It's a good look.

Ooh! There's pies in here!

[announcer] The Fleemco company presents: Shelton Klutzberry on versatility.

Being versatile means being able to do a lot of things.

Like me, I play baseball.

Thanks, Todd. Oh!

Night, night.

But did you also know I sell newspapers.

So, be like me and try lots of different things.

Now, if I can only do one of them well.

[babbling]

[announcer] This has been Shelton Klutzberry on versatility.