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- TAMMY: What's the matter, Frankie?

It's just one little test.

- You're asking me to take the android test

right here, right now?

- Unless there's some reason you don't wanna take it.

- It's closing time, ladies.

- What? You never close this early.

- Yeah.

My night shift server just quit, and I'm understaffed.

- It seems the test will have to wait until tomorrow.

- [groans]

- Have a nice night.

- ♪

- KINGSTON: Hey, Cole!

Good morning! Rise and shine!

- [heavy breathing] Dad, rise and shine for what?

It's 4:30 in the morning.

- For our training session.

You see, I decided it doesn't make any sense for you

to go away to NETS when I can train you myself.

Talented players are a dime a dozen

at the other tennis academies.

But at the Clarence Kingston Academy,

you'll get all the attention.

- But, Dad, I couldn't ask you to do all that.

You know, you--you don't have the time, right?

You're an important tech executive.

- With no job, so I have all the time in the world!

Hey, and I've also got--[groans]--

matching sweatsuits.

Huh? Huh?

So, we can twin while you win.

[laughing]

Now doesn't that make your decision

just so much easier, hmm? - Sure does.

- ♪

- SIGOURNEY: I really appreciate you guys

eating astronaut food in solidarity with me.

What do you think of the freeze-dried peaches?

- Better than the freeze-dried fig.

- That's not a fig.

It's the wrapper.

- [laughs]

- Well, enough about breakfast.

We need to talk about Frankie.

I'm concerned for her safety.

And I want everyone to pitch in to help look out for her.

- Got it. - Got it.

- Cynthia, please continue monitoring her memory files.

Will, you can walk Frankie to school.

Jenny, you can meet Frankie after school

and walk home with her. - After school? I can't.

I'll miss a new episode of Ballroom Brats!

- SIGOURNEY: [gasps] And it's Tango Tuesday.

- I'm sorry, but everyone has to pitch in.

With this "No Androids Here" group parading around,

Frankie could be in danger.

And if anyone gets suspicious of her at school,

we need to get her out of there for good.

- But I do not wanna leave school.

- Well, it's not that simple.

We need--Beto!

Oh, syrup is a condiment, not a beverage.

Now, let's go clean those sticky hands.

- Goodbye, everyone, I'm off to school.

- SIGOURNEY: [clears throat] - Oh right.

Wait up, Frankie! I'll walk you.

- SIGOURNEY: Talk to you guys later.

- Hey, Dad, Dad, Dad.

I have an idea for how we can keep an eye on Frankie

and still watch as much tango as we want.

- What is it?

- Well, it's what Mom would do.

- Maintain a perfect balance of work, family, and me time

while someone always looking flawless?

- Yeah.

Something like that.

- ♪

- KINGSTON: Alright, son, here we go.

Oh, what? No, no, no.

I reserved this court for pre-first period

volleying drills. I will be right back.

Uh, excuse me. Excuse me.

- [machine beeping]

- I'm getting that alert again.

- Sssh.

Human brains don't give alerts

when people's shoelaces are untied.

- Can I try it myself this time?

- Yeah, fine. I'll see you inside.

- SIMONE: Over, under, pull it tight.

Make a bow to make it right.

- [car engine starts] - SIMONE: Loop, swoop, and pull.

- ♪

- Simone, watch out!

- ♪

- [brakes squeal] - COLE: Simone!

Simone, are you okay? - Yes.

- You gotta be more careful. You almost hit her!

- Hey, I saw what happened. Are you okay?

That was a close one.

- I don't see any pigs flying, so what's going on here?

- Cole saved me. - Again?!

Don't get me wrong, I'm happy he did.

But come on!

- Hey, let's go.

- ♪

- Almost done.

- This is gonna be fun.

- It sure is.

- CYNTHIA: Beto, we need to get going.

You're gonna make Jenny late for school.

- Hang on.

Let's test this out first. - Okay.

- ♪

- Wow, my hair looks good.

Now, for motion controls.

Go.

- [electronic beeping]

- Come back.

- ♪

- Fly.

- ♪

- Perfect. It works!

- ♪

- Should I walk you to class? Can't be too careful.

- I will be okay on my own.

You walking me to class might look suspicious.

- Oh, good point.

Bye, Frankie. Be safe.

- Do not worry, Dad. I will not be exposed.

- Nothing like a cognitive assessment

to start your day, wouldn't you agree?

- But, Tammy Gilroy, I have to go to class.

- No, you don't.

Miss Hough, ever the supporter of the Brain Squad,

wrote us a note excusing us from class.

Shall we?

- ♪

- ♪ Feels like things are getting real, real ♪

♪ Never felt so alive

♪

♪ Feels like things are getting real, real ♪

♪ Feels like things are getting real ♪♪

- ♪

- [metal banging]

- I see you found a new way to spend activity period.

- COLE: Dad has got me so beat. We need to do something.

He's got way too much time on his hands,

and he's using all of it to ruin my life.

- Yeah, I've noticed.

- Look, I was actually leaning towards staying here,

but NETS just looking better and better.

- Okay, let's not make any decisions yet.

We'll figure something out.

In other news, have you seen, Frankie?

She wasn't in class last period.

I haven't seen her all day.

- Nah, me either. Should we worry?

- Maybe.

She said something about Tammy trying to make her take a test

to prove she's not an android.

- But she is an android.

- Yeah, I'm aware.

Let's not jump to conclusions.

I'll just see if she shows up for rehearsal.

- Okay, just let me know if you need any help.

- Okay, have a nice nap.

- Will do.

- ♪

- Alright, everyone, take a seat.

- ♪

- Where is Frankie?

- We're not rehearsing.

- Wait, why aren't we rehearsing?

Opening night's coming up.

- Well, we're not rehearsing, because we're starting over.

I've rewritten "Bay of Frankenstein".

- What?

- I had to, okay? I had to.

Look, this new play, it's provocative.

And with all the shade that's being thrown around these days,

it's relevant and necessary.

- Frankie!

- My new play tells the story of a human who falls in love

with a lab creation.

- Well, you're gonna need to recast if you want a human

in one of your lead roles.

- GUY: And what's that supposed to mean?

- Frankie failed her test.

She's an android.

- DAYTON: That test is a joke!

Tammy's just using it to keep Frankie off the Brain Squad.

- It's not a joke, okay?

Admit it, Frankie, you're an android.

- [electronic beeping]

- It doesn't matter what anyone is, okay?

We all need to get along and respect each other.

That's why this new play is so important.

- Okay, if it really doesn't matter,

she should just admit the truth.

- GUY: Tammy, this is a closed meeting

for cast and crew only.

So if you don't mind.

- ♪

- This isn't over.

- Let's get started.

- ♪

- I sense that everyone in here is whispering about me.

- That's crazy, Frankie.

- That's her.

- Only half of them are whispering about you.

The other half are talking in a normal volume.

Don't worry, Tammy has tried to expose you so many times,

nobody will believe her.

She's like the girl who cried android.

- Ha-ha-ha! This Zah is gonna be Zah-mazing.

Dad's only been letting me have

these gross, disgusting smoothies.

- Oh, protein powder with a bone broth base, mm.

- COLE: Dad, what are you doing here?

- Oh, trying to fuel up my tennis star son

for optimal athletic performance.

Now open up, down the hatch. - COLE: Dad, I'm not free.

- Fine. Eat this later, but this comes with me.

- No, no, no. - Oooh, Zah. [laughs]

I'll see you on the courts

after school, champion. [laughs]

- I feel like everybody in here's whispering about me.

- Only half of them are whispering about you.

The other half are talking in a normal volume.

- Hey! - Tennis used to make me happy.

And Dad's managed to ruin that.

Practice just feels like a chore,

and playing feels like a test.

- FRANKIE: What would make it fun again?

- Playing with someone I like.

Especially if they like me back.

- Don't mind me. Just pretend I'm not here.

- I can make tennis fun for Cole.

- Move it, Simone, you're blocking the way.

- COLE: Yeah, but that will never work.

He'll just find out and turn it into some practice session.

He hasn't even let me out of his sight till he decided

to be my coach/manager/emotional rock.

- I understand, Cole Reyes.

Ever since Mom found out about NAH,

my family hasn't let me out of their sight either.

It sounds like you have many good reasons to leave Sepulvata

and go to NETS. That's unfortunate for me.

With Tammy Gilroy telling everyone I failed the test

and I'm an android,

it's nice to have people I can trust by my side.

- Test? Android? Uh-oh!

- ♪

- [phone ringing]

- JENNY: Dad, it's about Frankie.

She failed some test, and now Tammy's telling everyone

she's an android.

- Uh, that Tammy just burns me up.

Wait, how do you know about this?

Aren't you at school?

- You know, people talk.

You hear things.

- What are you up to?

- [rustling sounds] - Frankie... Android.

[sighs]

- ♪

- It doesn't matter that I'm human

and you were made in a lab.

Don't you see, Frankensteena?

What matters is we care about each other.

This is dumb.

- Um, actually, the line is:

"This is the truest thing I've ever known".

- This new play stinks.

I don't believe in what he's trying to say.

- Andrew LaPierre, then pretend you believe it.

Acting is pretending.

- I don't wanna pretend.

- Then why are you in the play?

- To spend time with you.

- ♪

- I'm not sure I wanna do it anymore.

I'm leaving.

I'm sick.

- [door shuts]

- Can androids even get sick?

- They can get bugs.

- That's probably enough for today, alright?

Study your scripts, people.

- ♪

- Psst.

- Did you hear that? - Psst.

- Hello, Lucia Baxter, Mekayla Pushkin.

- Sssh.

- I cannot tell if they're pssting and sshing me

or someone else. - We're pssting and sshing you.

We need you back on Brain Squad, so we're here to help.

- Help?

- Don't tell anyone, but at lot of people failed the test.

Including me.

- And they can't all be androids.

The test proves nothing.

Not that Tammy would know.

She refuses to take it herself.

- BOTH: Sssh.

- ♪

- Can you get a copy of the test?

- Yes, it is saved on my memory files.

- Come on, we have some printing to do.

- ♪

- Uh.

- Kingston? - Gaines?

Well, how's Sigourney?

What's she been up to these days?

- She's in space. Where have you been?

- I have been very busy coaching my tennis prodigy son.

I don't have time for the Gaines family trivia.

[groaning]

Go.

Oh. Ow!

- BOTH: Dad!

- Oh, now what?

- Well, for some reason,

the tennis coach kicked me out of practice.

So, I am waiting for Cole so we can do

an after-practice practice when he's done.

- Dad, this has got to stop.

- Why? I'm doing great.

And what else am I gonna do with myself all day long?

- Why don't you look for a job? - KINGSTON: I have.

But no tech company wants anything to do with me.

- Maybe you should look for a job outside the tech industry.

- [scoffs]

- ♪

- Fine.

- FRANKIE: So, what are you doing here?

- I know about the test. - How did you find out?

- People talk. You hear things.

That's not important right now.

Your secret is out. Sepulvata isn't safe for you.

- That is not true.

Not yet.

- We have a plan to fix everything.

Just give us a chance, please.

- What if this plan doesn't work?

- If we cannot convince everyone I am a human,

I will leave Sepulvata.

- You really mean it?

- Fifth metacarpal swear.

- Pinky.

- Okay, I'll give you until tonight.

Please, be careful.

- We don't even know if this plan is going to work,

and you just promised to leave Sepulvata?

- Then it must work, Dayton Reyes.

- ♪

- What are you gonna do with that?

- I'm going to make tennis fun again for Cole.

I wanna do something nice for him since he saved me.

- ♪

- Need a lab partner?

- This is Spanish class.

- So it is. So it is.

I have a question about your sister.

- Who? - Simone.

She is your sister, right?

- Oh, well no.

- But you live together?

So, what is she?

- Uh, Simone--Simone...

Simone's foreign.

Yeah, she's a foreign exchange student.

- Disculpe, señorita.

Are you in the right classroom?

- I was just leaving. - TEACHER: Mm.

Gracias.

Buenos días.

- ♪

- Uh, there she is.

Sepulvata's newest android...

in the flesh.

Or whatever it is you're made of.

- Tammy, one question.

How did you do on the android test?

- Me? Why should I take it?

I'm not an android.

- How do we know that?

What better cover-up for an android

than to accuse everyone else of being one.

Take the test.

- I-- - Take it.

Take it.

- ALL: [chanting] Take it! Take it! Take it! Take it!

Take it! Take it! Take it! Take it!

[applause]

- Done.

Now to grade it.

Lucia, the answer key, if you please?

- Hold on. We will grade it together.

- Go!

- ♪

- Tammy Gilroy has failed the test.

- What?

- Guess this means you're an android.

- I am not. Okay, this test is nonsense.

- As is your theory that Frankie is an android.

- So she can rejoin Brain Squad.

- Let's get avocado toast to celebrate.

- ♪

- MAN ON TV: Wow-wee, what a brat.

But that's why they call the show Ballroom Brats.

Up next, our defending champion.

- KINGSTON: One avocado toast coming up right.

- Dad? - I'll be with you in a moment.

- What is he doing here?

- KINGSTON: Your order is coming right up. Oh, hey, kids.

Guess who the new night shift server is?

- I give up. - Me, silly. [laughs]

- I know. That's why I give up.

Dad, you cannot work here.

- He's right, Dad. Look around.

Do you see anybody else who has to deal

with their family's constant intrusion?

- Well, you told me to get a job, and I did.

- Beto?

- MAN ON TV: I can't believe she did it.

- Uh-oh.

- ♪

- Get out of there.

- [machine beeping]

- Hey, hey, hey! Come back!

- DAYTON: What's he doing? Clean that up.

- BETO: You can't catch me!

- I'm so sorry about the sign.

- Beto! Oooh!

I'm sorry. - BETO: You can't catch me.

- [indistinct yelling]

- What are you doing here all by yourself?

Come home.

- [heavy breathing]

- ♪

- WILL: Jenny, what are you up to?

- Nothing.

- You're using Beto to spy on Frankie?

That's how you knew about the test

while you were at school.

- I programmed him so I could control him with an app.

- I'm only gonna say this once.

That is amazing.

Your mom would be so proud of your coding abilities.

But what you did is wrong.

Beto is not your property.

I'm deleting the app right now.

- That's the Ballroom Brats app.

You just voted for Dana Nicole.

- But her performance was totally lackluster.

- I'll delete it.

I'm sorry.

- You're a coding genius.

I mean...

I hope you learned your lesson.

- Guess who I found at The Garage?

- Beto, what were you doing there?

- Eating avocado toast.

It was not to his liking.

- But it sure was funny when Tammy got avocado slimed.

- [laughing]

- How did you know Tammy Gilroy was avocado slimed?

- Lucky guess.

- Did you send Beto in The Garage to spy on me?

- [clears throat]

- I did, Frankie. Sorry.

- Beto, why don't you go play? - Alright.

- I'm sorry, too, Frankie.

Even though I had nothing to do with it.

You have to understand it's because we love you,

and we wanna make sure you're okay.

- I understand.

You are my family, and families worry.

But I have some good news.

No one thinks I'm an android anymore.

- That's great, Frankie.

- Now we will not have to leave Sepulevata.

And maybe you can trust me in the future

to deal with issues on my own.

- ♪

- DAYTON: I'm impressed.

Jenny's only ten.

At the age, the only feed I hacked into

was Cole's secret stash of Halloween candy.

- [phone dings]

- Uh, ooh, speaking of hacking, it's Rachel.

Hey, Rachel, what's up?

- How are your decrypting efforts progressing?

- She means how are you doing at the game?

- You may have thought you beat me,

but Rachel Brandt never gives up.

And guess what?

I recovered the audio.

- What audio? I mean, great!

I knew you'd make it to that level.

- Can you send it over to us?

- What for? It's just random words.

And it's not like you don't know what they are.

Right?

- We just want to make sure you recovered all the audio.

- Fine. Sending now.

- [keys clicking]

- I don't know how you came up with it,

but this game is awesome.

Is there another level?

- That's for you to find out.

- RACHEL: Okay, I'll get back to it.

Later.

- Ready?

- COMPUTER VOICE: Androids... control...

military... industry...

...the presidency.

- What is this?

- It must be part of WARPA's master plan.

But there's not enough information

to discern what it is.

- The military?

The presidency?

This thing is big.

Bigger than we ever thought.

- Bigger than we can handle?

- I hope not.

- ♪

- KINGSTON: [whistling]

- What are you so happy about? - Yeah, didn't you get fired?

- Yes, Dayton. But I...

just got a phone call this morning

about a job interview for a tech company.

Dah, I'm back, baby.

- Which company?

- Uh, well, one I've never heard of before.

But it must be one of those new startup companies.

And with me onboard,

they are going to be big, big, big. [laughs]

[sighs] Wish me luck.

- Good luck. - Good luck.

- If he gets this job,

He's gonna be somebody else's problem.

- Yes! Yes!

- Phew! - [sighs]

- ♪

- I'm Clarence Kingston. I have an appointment.

- MAN: Of course you do.

- Right this way. We've been expecting you.

- ♪

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