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- I hope you put your thinking cap on today, Frankie.

- I do not own a thinking cap.

I have a baseball hat, a cowboy hat,

and a fedora, for what Jenny Gaines calls

"beachy situations."

- You have a fedora? Never mind.

I just mean, we need to come up with a new plan

to get that WARPA chip off of Tammy and fast.

We can't wait if there's even a chance that WARPA

is still watching you or Andrew or Cole.

- I've been overclocking my processor trying to figure out

why WARPA would be interested in Cole Reyes,

and I cannot come up with a logical scenario.

- Same! Look, I'll just feel so much better when we know

that they're not watching any of you anymore.

- [knocking] - I must go, Dayton Reyes.

- Okay, I'll see you at school. And hey!

If you think of an idea before then, you know how to find me.

- Yes, I will locate your exact coordinates

using my internal GPS.

- Or maybe you could just text me.

- Come in. - [door opening]

- Good morning, Frankie. - Good morning, Cynthia Mandal.

- CYNTHIA: I'll just plug you in really quick. Alright.

[exhales] Everything looks good.

Just a few small modifications today.

It's incredible how quickly you adapt

to the changes in your coding.

One small tweak can redirect your whole system.

Oh, and you're bug-free, so, that's good.

- I need to go find Dayton Reyes.

- Frankie, wait! [gasps]

- I am so sorry.

But you have given me an idea that could be a solution

to a problem I'm having at school.

- Well, if you need any help with this problem,

you can always come to me.

Oh, don't worry about that.

It's not the first time I've had to clean up a mess.

- [rumbling] - [glass breaking]

- And apparently it won't be the last.

Beto!

- ♪

- [gasps] [exhales]

[high-pitched voice] [British accent] Dr. Peters,

how did you create such an amazing android?

[regular voice] That would be like asking Michelangelo

how he painted the Sistine Chapel.

[high-pitched voice] [British accent] Mr. Peters, I--

[regular voice] Dr. Peters. - Who are you talking to?

- [gasps] No one.

Myself.

You have a free activity period after lunch today.

Could you come home for that?

I have something special planned for us.

- Yes. - Definitely.

- Uh, not you. Sorry, you know what they say.

Saturday is for the boys, so...

- It's Wednesday. - Yes, yes, it is.

But the sentiment remains. I'm sure you can keep yourself

occupied at school.

- ♪

- Okay.

- Yep.

Just us two.

And a gaggle of reporters.

And millions of viewers from across the nation.

- Hey, Dayton, I'm trying to get some practice in

during my activities period. Have you seen my--

- Looking for this? - [chuckles] Uh, yeah.

- You know, you really should consider studying physics

instead of forehands, Cole.

- Look, I know my grades haven't been great.

I've just been a little distracted, that's all.

- Son, I love that you participate in sports, I do,

but the chances that a high school tennis player

makes it on the pro circuit is... [chuckles] .0005%.

- Oh, so you're saying there's a chance?

- Focus. Get your grades up.

School, not sports, will determine your future.

- You know, maybe tennis could be my future.

I'm actually really good

and there's a ton of thinking involved.

You see, a focused player stays completely in control

and blocks out all of the distractions--

- [objects falling] - KINGSTON: [sighs]

- Well, a guy can dream, right? - Yes, and the guy...

can also, um, clean.

Frankie.

- Hello, Cole Reyes. - Hey.

You here to join me on my morning jog to school?

- I am not-- I'm here to discuss roaches with your sister.

- Oh, well...have fun with that.

- Later. - Later.

- So? What's this big idea that couldn't wait 'til school?

- Cynthia Mandal was updating my software and I realized

we could do a software update of our own.

- On the roboroach? What kind of update?

- We reprogram it to fly, latch on to the chip

lodged into Tammy Gilroy's posterior cervical spine area,

and simply remove it. - Simply! Right.

Hmm...

It does keep us far away from Tammy

and far away from suspicion.

Plus, it's environmentally friendly.

We're repurposing old hardware.

- I believe this warrants a high five.

- I'll see your high five

and raise you an exploding fist-bump.

- BOTH: Pow! [laughing]

- Come on, let's get to school.

We should really practice piloting this thing

before we use it.

- Don't worry, I've the required 20/20 vision to be a pilot,

and therefore, I'm an excellent flier.

I'm sorry I flew the roach into your left nostril.

- It's cool.

Let's just hope the recalibration worked.

We might only get one shot at Tammy.

[sniffs]

Oh, ready?

- [sighs]

- Do your thing, roach with wings.

- [whirring]

- [screams]

- [screaming]

[screaming continues]

- Ouch, Makayla!

- Sorry, not sorry. There was a roach on your neck.

- And you hit me

with "The History of Western Civilization"?!

You didn't find any lighter reading material?

Where did it go?

- Hold still, let me check you for a hematoma.

- Don't touch, I'm fine.

Fine.

F-f-f.

- Is she singing?

- [sputtering]

- Chip malfunction. We need to reboot.

- I think it's a concussion? - [stuttering]

- I think it's super flat. - Fine.

- Oh, no, she's glitching out.

- ♪ Feels like things are getting real ♪

♪ Never felt so alive

♪ Felt so alive

♪ Feels like things are getting real ♪

♪ Re-e-eal

♪ Feels like things are getting real ♪

- Fine. F-f-f-uh.

- Tammy! - I said I'm fine.

- [sighs] But you said "fine" too many times

to actually be fine.

We're taking you to the school nurse.

- And then a voice coach. - No way.

My audition's right after lunch, I need to rehearse.

- You can say that again.

- Oh, no, I was supposed to help Zane set up for auditions.

- But the chip.

We can't let WARPA keep spying on us.

And what if Tammy Gilroy glitches out again?

- We'll think of a new plan.

You've got this, Frankie.

I've gotta go.

- Good luck, Dayton Reyes.

- Thanks! But in the theater, "Good luck" is bad luck.

They say "Break a leg."

- Weird, right?

- Actually, as Cole Reyes once told me,

she always runs like that.

- Where's she off to in such a hurry?

- Dayton Reyes is setting up for auditions

for the school play, "Bae of Frankenstein."

- Wait, "Bae of Frankenstein"?

What kind of lame-o would audition for that?

- I'm a lame-o auditioning for it.

- Oh, sorry. I didn't mean it like that--

- Dayton Reyes says I'm a natural.

Although I suspect she's saying that just to be nice.

- I didn't know you were into theater and stuff.

- Dayton Reyes is producing the play,

and friends do extracurricular activities together.

- You sound so passionate about...acting. [laughs]

- It's simple math, the more time we spend

at the play, the more time we spend together.

See you later, Andrew LaPierre,

it is lunch time and my e-stomach is rumbling.

- Maybe I should audition for the play.

I mean, simple math, right?

Me, plus Frankie-- - Hello, roommate.

Are you off to see our third roommate, Dr. Peters?

- Yeah, you're misusing that term.

And I was going to, but there's been a change of plans.

Got something better to do.

- ♪

- KINGSTON: You really should consider studying physics

instead of forehands, Cole.

School, not sports, will determine your future...

[echoing] your future, your future...

- COLE: [grunts]

- KINGSTON: [echoing] Your future...

- Maybe he's right.

Maybe I'm not as good at this as I thought.

Come on!

- [thud] - [car alarm going off]

- Well, at least nobody saw it.

- Yes, the address is 2941. Why aren't you here yet?!

I gotta go. Get here now.

You do not wanna miss this scoop.

- What scoop?

- Old people slang. You wouldn't get it.

- You know that update you were gonna give me to play music?

Could you do that right now? - Right now? Why?

- Don't you want everyone to think I'm really talented?

- Oh, yes.

- Well, if I look good, you look good.

Now, imagine the look on their faces

when they see what I'm capable of.

- They'll be in total amazement.

- I might even nail down the lead.

- What?

- Oh, the lead.

It's teen slang, you wouldn't get it.

- Oh, fine, we'll do the musical programming update,

but afterwards you have to do something for me.

- Okay, yeah, sure, no problem.

- [typing]

- [beeping] - And you're all set.

[laughs]

You said you were gonna do something for me.

- Uh...yeah, and I will.

Right after I audition for the school play.

I'll see you after school.

- After school? Wait! [groans]

Change of plans, we'll do it at the high school.

Don't be late.

Trust me, you do not wanna miss this show.

- Hey, everyone, thanks for coming out

to audition for Standing Room Only's latest production,

"Bae of Frankenstein." - Latest?

- ZANE: There's no reason to be nervous.

Just get up here, show us what you got,

and don't be afraid to fail.

As Oscar Wilde once said,

"Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes."

- This Oscar guy sounds smart.

Think he can help with the play?

- [laughing] Good idea. Maybe we could dig him up.

- [whispering] Oscar Wilde, Irish playwright,

born in 1854, died in 1900.

- Okay, let's get started!

First up, uh...Lucia Baxter.

- [breathing]

Before I start, can we talk about this character's accent?

The original Frankenstein was set in Geneva,

but started in Russia, so I'm thinking Swiss.

But I would love some guidance.

- Uh...

- ♪

- [grunts] [growls]

Oh. Hey, Simone.

You, uh, you didn't see that, did you?

- Yes. What are you doing?

- Playing tennis.

- I thought you're supposed to play tennis

against another person.

- Right, yeah, I guess I'm practicing tennis, then.

- It looks like your practice is paying off.

You've hit the net with 95% accuracy.

- Hitting the net isn't a good thing.

- Oh. - Yeah.

- Mind if I watch you practice?

- You're not gonna be impressed, but...go for it.

Don't laugh if I blow this, okay?

[grunts]

Hey.

You must be my good luck charm.

- Could. Every. Thing. Be. For me.

Like you. Don't know what Bae means.

It's more. Than just a word. It's an acro-nym.

- [applause] - ZANE: Wow, your...your choices

for the placement of emphasis were "Inter. Esting."

- I thought it was written in iambic pentameter.

Like Shakespeare?

- Maybe we should take a break. - No way.

This is part of the biz, you know the drill.

The show must go on.

- Earplugs must go in.

- Hey, I need to audition. - What?!

- I said, you gotta let me audition for this.

- Oh, um... you aren't on the list.

- So what? - Go ahead.

Show us what you got.

He's got attitude. There may be something.

- [sighs]

- ♪

♪ Heads I win, tails again ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter who wins in the end ♪

♪ Let's begin, start again

♪ All that really matters is we could be friends ♪

♪ Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh

♪ And everybody gotta turn like that ♪

♪ Oh, oo-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh

♪ Someday they'll know

♪ Maybe it's the way my heart beats ♪

♪ Maybe it's the way that you are ♪

♪ When we're walking down a two-way street ♪

♪ We see eye to eye

♪ Maybe if the world took a chance ♪

♪ There's another way we could be ♪

♪ Maybe somebody's got the answer ♪

♪

♪ Maybe it's you and me

- [applause]

- That was...that was... that was...

Thank you for that. We'll let you know.

But I mean, like, we'll let you know.

Who's up next?

- Oh, I'd hate to be the person to follow that performance.

Next up is, uh... [laughs] Tammy Gilroy.

- ♪

- Wow, Andrew, someone's been keeping

their voice a secret.

- [alarms buzzing]

- Let's see if that reboot worked.

No.

- ZANE: Whenever you're ready.

- [zapping]

- [stuttering]

- No, this is interesting,

let's see where she goes with it.

- Tammy Gilroy is glitching out. It's getting worse.

- [stuttering]

- I'm not feeling it. It's weird.

- Yeah.

- TAMMY: [stuttering]

- Tammy, are you okay?

- Do you think I did permanent damage

when I smacked her with my history book?

- Tammy. - [stuttering]

- Tammy. - Tammy.

- TAMMY: [stuttering] - [sighs]

- The reboot didn't work?

- TAMMY: [stuttering]

- Let's just disconnect.

- [zapping]

- Excuse me, what are you doing? I'm about to audition!

- Is this part of the audition?

'Cause I don't know where real Tammy ends

and actress Tammy starts.

- Wait, what did you think you were just doing?

- What do you mean? I got up here like a second ago.

- Could be brain damage.

Do you have a ringing in your ear?!

- [bell rings] - I do now.

- Okay, well, that's it for today,

we'll pick up where we left off tomorrow.

Thanks to everyone who auditioned

and to those who...tried to audition.

- [growls] - Tammy.

- Well, that was something I'll never be able to unsee.

- Severe chip malfunction.

Most likely sustained when Makayla Pliskin hit Tammy Gilroy

with a 4.8-pound textbook.

- We have got to get that chip out of Tammy.

- KIDS: Rachel! Rachel! Rachel! Rachel!

Rachel! Rachel! Rachel! Rachel! Rachel! Rachel!

- Why is Rachel Brandt using toilet paper

in an unconventional way?

- It's the latest viral video craze.

The mummy wrap challenge.

Waste of TP if you ask me. - [cheering]

- I've got 36 seconds! A new school record!

- [cheering]

- Perhaps they could reuse the toilet paper

at a later date? - That's not really

how toilet paper works.

You can't really... Frankie, that's it!

- I'm pleased you've changed your mind

about the reusable toilet paper idea.

- No, we can use it. If we can get Tammy

to do the mummy wrap challenge, we can get close enough

to her neck to take the chip out ourselves.

We just have to convince her to do the challenge.

- Congratulations,

you have extraordinary TP trailing talent.

- Thanks, Frankie.

I can't say no to a good challenge.

- Know who else can't say no to a good challenge? Tammy!

If she thinks she can beat Rachel's record,

oh, she would do the mummy wrap in a heartbeat.

- I can't believe I bombed my audition

and I don't even remember.

This is all your fault.

- I'm not the one who whacked you with a book.

- Hey, whacking you with that book

was the friendly thing to do.

And I would expect the same from either of you.

- I need to think of a way to get my dignity back.

- [laughing] I can't believe Rachel's the new record-holder.

She's gonna get so many likes on this.

- It is an impressive accomplishment.

- Oh, oh, check this out, check this out.

Boom! Nailed it!

- Her execution is flawless.

- This has to be an unbreakable record, unbreakable.

- Whose record is unbreakable?

- Rachel Brandt set the school record

for the mummy wrap challenge, AKA the toilet paper challenge,

AKA the toilet tissue challenge, AKA the TP challenge.

- Oh-ugh, what's the record? - 36 seconds.

- Huh, you call that a challenge?

I can crush that.

- I thought you wanted to get your dignity back?

- I'm going to, Lucia.

- By wrapping yourself in toilet paper?

- Let's do this.

- ♪

- Tammy! Tammy! Tammy! Tammy!

Tammy! Tammy! Tammy! Tammy! Tammy! Tammy!

- And that's 29 seconds! We've got a new champion!

- [cheering]

- [ripping] - Ouch!

Handle with care, please.

Whoa.

Record crushed.

Told you I'd get my dignity back.

I'll be right back. I think I'm gonna--

- Oh, wait, Tammy! You might need some of this!

Very dignified.

- Come on, someone might have to hold her hair back.

- ♪

- WARPA HEAD: When did this malfunction start?

Why didn't you alert me sooner?

You know what? - What?

- WARPA HEAD: We weren't getting anywhere with Gilroy, anyway.

She's selfish and willful

and simply wouldn't make an effective biopack.

Fortunately, we have more reliable assets in the field.

It's time to step up our efforts with our new subject.

- I miss you. A lot.

And I miss my girls, too. How are they?

Was that...? Is Jenny home sick?

- Nah, it's third-week wet Wednesday.

Extracurricular activities are optional

on the third Wednesday of every month if it's raining.

You didn't have that as a kid? - No. Did you?

- Well, no. - Hmm.

And is it raining there? - No.

- Can I talk to Jenny, please?

Will, I think Jenny might be taking advantage of you.

I mean, third-week wet Wednesday

doesn't even sound like-- - ASTRONAUT: Sigourney?

Ma petite chérie?

[with French accent] You are needed in the command module.

- Merci beaucoup, Olivier. I'll be right there.

- Who was that speaking French to you?

- Oh, that was Olivier, an astronaut from France.

- Ah, he sounds handsome.

- How does someone sound handsome?

- Usually with a French accent.

- You have nothing to worry about, Will.

He's just a fellow scientist.

I have to go, but I'll call back later.

And when I do, I'd like to talk to Jenny.

- Arrivederci. - That's Italian, Will. [laughs]

Bye. [kiss]

- Dad, this isn't good. - You're telling me.

The French are notorious romantics, and they can cook!

Gazpacho, paella, jamón.

- That's Spanish, and...don't talk about food.

- "Olivier, French astronaut".

Ah, I knew it, devilishly handsome.

Jenny, you look no bueno.

- ♪

- Hey, you're not bad.

- [laughing] - Hey!

- This is why you should've let me practice, too.

- Alright, next time, okay? - [laughing]

- Pretty crazy, right? - Um, oh...

- Tammy's audition knockdown?

- Oh, right, that was so crazy.

- You know, Andrew's singing got me thinking,

what if I added a song to the first act?

It would be perfect for that pivotal moment

when Frankenstino looks into Frankenstina's eyes and...

you don't know what's gonna happen next.

- I think a musical number

would be a great addition, Zane Markosian.

- Glad to hear it. And thanks again.

Andrew was great. The way he just...turned it on,

it was like someone flipped a switch in him or something.

- [whispers] [mutterings]

- [clears throat]

That's him!

- [whispers] - [cameras clicking]

- What is he doing? - We don't know.

- What's going on? - You'll see, trust me.

It's for your own good.

Thank you for joining me. My name is Dr. James Peters,

and this is Andrew.

Andrew may seem like a perfectly normal teenage boy,

but the truth is...

Andrew...

is an android.

- [whispers] - [cameras clicking]

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