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‐ Okay, Thunder fam.

Everybody get excited because we are all going to‐‐

‐ Japan? ‐ Spain?

‐ Narnia?

‐ Even better.

We're going shoe shopping!

‐ Oh, you guys are gonna have to go

without me and Phoebe.

We have superhero training in the house today.

‐ Training in the hiz‐house.

Yeah. I won't do that again.

‐ I thought you guys already finished

this week's training.

‐ Yes, but we have bonus training.

‐ Yeah, this one's an elective extra credit session

where I get to learn how to‐‐ ‐ Ugh, we got it, super nerd.

‐ Max, where are you going?

‐ Oh, I have training, too.

Band training.

Working on a new song called Later Losers!

You'll hear it later... losers.

‐ Okay. Well, everybody who's not training head to the car.

‐ I'm buying some shoes‐oos.

‐ And that's how you do it.

‐ Now, Phoebe.

Today's bonus training requires focus and hard work...

which is why we're at the movies instead.

‐ I can movie hiz‐house‐‐

And, technically, we're still training.

A time to field test your food tossing abilities.

‐ Direct hit.

‐ Shh!

‐ We're training here! ‐ We're training here!

‐ ♪

‐ ♪ What you see is not what you get ♪

♪ Living our lives with a secret ♪

♪ We fit right in, bet you'd never guess ♪

♪ Because we're living our lives just like all the rest ♪

♪ A picture‐perfect family is what we try to be ♪

♪ But closer you might see the crazy things we do ♪

♪ This isn't make‐believe ♪

♪ It's our reality ♪

♪ Just your average family trying to be normal ♪

♪ And stay out of trouble ♪

♪ Living a double life ♪

‐ When I heard they were making a movie out of a board game,

I had my doubts.

But those hippos sure were hungry.

‐ And the best part is,

Mom will never know we left the house.

Unless she sees we've been robbed.

Please tell me you moved all the furniture.

‐ Do you really think I would do housework

unless I was forced?

‐ No. How are we gonna fix this before Mom gets home?

‐ That's the next part of your training, Phoebe.

You're gonna figure out how to fix this

before Mom gets home.

And... go.

‐ Whoa.

‐ Why does it look the old west puked on Splatburger?

‐ Yippee‐ki‐yay, Thunder‐dorks.

Are you here for the contest?

‐ For least likely to pull off the cowboy look?

'Cause, you already won.

‐ No, Barbara.

I'm having a contest to promote my new Southwest burger.

Whoever keeps their hand on a cactus the longest wins.

‐ You'd have to be a real sad sack to sign up for that.

‐ The winner stars in a Splatburger commercial.

‐ ALL: We're in.

‐ Good. This might be your family's only shot

at being in a commercial.

They don't usually let ugly people on TV.

‐ She's right, guys.

This is once‐in‐a‐lifetime opportunity

for ugos like us.

‐ But Wong only said the last person standing

is the winner.

‐ Well, that's okay.

We're a family.

If one of us wins, we all win.

‐ Attention.

We're starting, you pathetic fame seekers.

Put your hands on a cactus.

Don't worry, I had the needles removed.

‐ Ow!

‐ Oh! Guess I missed a few! [laughs]

You're out, pigtails.

‐ I can't believe they took the couch.

I spent years carving out the perfect butt groove.

‐ Oh. I wonder if

the Thunder monitor saw anything.

‐ "Thanks for the TV"?

What about the pizza that was inside that box?

This is the worst day of my life.

‐ Yeah? It's gonna get a lot worse when mom finds out

we lied to her about training and let someone steal

all of our insanely bright colored furniture.

‐ Whoa. Where's all our stuff?

‐ Son, we were robbed.

And, yes, they took the pizza.

Animals!

‐ But that's impossible.

You guys were home training all day.

‐ Yes. Because that was not a lie.

‐ [sniffing]

‐ Why does it smell like movie popcorn?

‐ T‐t‐t‐that's not popcorn.

That's dad's cologne.

‐ It's a butter‐based European scent.

Labouteire.

‐ Stop it, I saw you two at the movies!

‐ Fine, Max. You busted us.

But we've got a bigger problem.

We've gotta find the thief that stole our stuff.

‐ You're looking at him.

You don't want Mom to bust you,

but for you to get your furniture back,

you have to become my personal assistants.

‐ He's got us, Phoebe.

‐ All right.

Well, hey, at least he's not making us wear weird outfits.

‐ Oh, you have a run in your pantyhose.

‐ I'm not wearing pantyhose.

‐ Silence, servants!

Phoebe you're my butler, so make my bed.

Chop, chop!

Move your butt... ler!

‐ And how about some fresh paper, Chantel?

That's my new name for you.

Ah‐ah, I want it shredded... like your dignity.

‐ Mommy, I'm hungry.

‐ Okay, well you can eat, honey.

We just can't let go of this cactus.

So just press the buttons and order for yourself.

‐ I can get anything I want?

‐ [tablet bleeping]

‐ So much power.

‐ Okay, everyone.

Raise your hand if you're having fun.

[laughing] You dummies are out!

‐ Mrs. Wong just eliminated most of our competition.

We're in the final four.

‐ All we have to do is outlast that guy.

‐ I am not just any guy.

I am professional commercial actor Raul.

‐ [guitar playing]

‐ Did you guys hear that guitar?

‐ That is my cousin.

I pay him to follow me everywhere.

His name is Gustavo.

‐ [guitar playing]

‐ That is Gustavo's cousin.

We are a very talented family.

‐ [guitar playing]

‐ Ready to win the contest, Raul?

‐ What do you mean?

Any one of us could win the contest.

‐ Fat chance, Barbara.

Raul's going to win.

He's been training for months for this.

‐ My calves are like the trunk of the mighty redwood

that peppers the Cali coast.

‐ Ah. ‐ [guitar plays]

‐ You may have rigged the contest

with a guy whose calves can crack a walnut.

‐ Gracias, chiquita.

‐ But the Thundermans will not go down without a fight.

‐ Fine. Waste your time.

But Raoul will be the last man standing,

because he's a certified beefcake.

‐ It's true.

‐ [guitar playing]

‐ This is gonna be hard, guys.

I'm a beefcake, but I'm not certified.

‐ Great job, ponies. Break!

Silence!

‐ We didn't say anything.

‐ You're breathing too loud.

‐ Okay. Look, Max.

We played all your stupid little games,

now just tell us where you put all our stuff.

‐ I can't believe that two of the best superheroes

in the world couldn't find

their own furniture under their noses...

in the garage.

‐ It's empty!

‐ "It's empty."

It's empty!

Guys, our stuff is really stolen.

Animals!

‐ Max!

Where is all our furniture?

‐ Uh, it's right there.

‐ I'll get him.

Thunderman, away!

‐ Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

Now where was that hustle when I was on the rickshaw?

‐ Okay, somebody else must have known

the stuff was here.

Did anyone help you move it into the garage?

‐ Yeah, but it was someone I trust.

My buddy Chainsaw.

‐ You mean Chainsaw the seven‐foot thief

who stole our microwave?

‐ No, trust me. It wasn't him.

He's given up his life of crime.

He just opened a coffee shop called Game Of Scones.

‐ Guys... your mom will be home soon.

We gotta go down there and see if Chainsaw has our stuff.

‐ Fine. To the rickshaw!

No?

I miss having servants.

‐ RABBIT: I'll serve you!

‐ Not looking like that you won't.

‐ Oh. But it's okay when your dad wears it.

‐ Come on.

‐ Wait, take me with you!

Humans!

‐ Senorita Wong,

this massage feels like a thousand butterflies

dancing on the perfectly sculpted back of Raoul.

‐ [guitar playing]

‐ It's not fair.

Mrs. Wong is playing dirty.

We need to play dirty too.

‐ Nora.

Two Wongs don't make a right.

Yeah I said it.

The Thundermans always play by the rules.

‐ What are you looking at, mom jeans?

‐ [laughing]

‐ Okay. Now it's on like donkey wong.

Yeah, I said that too!

‐ [static zapping]

‐ My back! My beautiful back!

‐ He took his hand off!

‐ You ruined my commercial, you handsome idiot.

‐ Aye! No need to shove!

Gustavo and Gustavo's cousin will play me out.

‐ [guitar playing]

‐ We did it!

Okay, you guys can take your hands off

and let me win now.

‐ Let you win?

This uncertified beefcake is gonna win.

‐ Yeah, right. That commercial is mine.

That's right.

The bow came off.

Be afraid, people.

‐ But I have to win.

I'm the only one with any acting experience

thanks to my hit Electriss medical drama

Super Strong Medicine.

‐ We're losing him, doctor!

‐ Not on my watch!

Dr. Electriss will fix this.

Clear!

‐ [static zapping] ‐ Urgh.

‐ Now that's some super strong medicine.

‐ [applause]

‐ I guess we have a three‐way stand‐off.

‐ Mom, you should go check on Chloe like a good parent.

‐ Nice try.

Chloe, honey, are you okay?

‐ Never better, baby.

‐ [tablet bleeping]

‐ Look! It's all our stuff.

‐ Okay, hold on.

Maybe Chainsaw just has

the same taste in furniture as us.

‐ [monitor bleeping] ‐ MONITOR: Alert. Alert.

Today's special is a half café, no whip macchiato.

‐ Okay, I see it now.

‐ That must be Chainsaw.

I'll handle this.

‐ Listen, Bub, you can't just‐‐

Ooh, are those cran‐orange scones?

‐ Chainsaw, give us back the stuff you stole.

‐ I didn't steal nothing.

‐ Our family portrait is on the wall!

‐ You told me you were getting rid of this stuff

for a garage sale.

‐ But you still took it all without paying.

‐ I slipped a green envelope full of fat cash

through your basement window.

‐ Did you say green envelope?

‐ RABBIT: I want it shredded, like your dignity.

‐ I'll shred you.

‐ That's the stuff. Yeah.

‐ Yeah, that money's gone.

‐ Then the furniture stays.

‐ Hey!

That's my wedding china!

‐ [plate breaks] ‐ Oops.

‐ This is all your fault.

You just had to mess with me and dad, didn't you?

‐ I should have done it sooner.

I've seen you guys use bonus training as an excuse

to ride bikes, play mini golf and scuba dive.

‐ Wait a second.

Have you been following us everywhere?

‐ What? No.

I just happen to be at all those places

and the basketball game where you guys hit

the neigh‐neigh on the jumbo trunk.

‐ You have been following us.

Wait.

Are you jealous that I've been spending so much time with Dad?

Aww, you miss your daddy.

‐ Miss my daddy?

Like I'd even hit the whip and neigh‐neigh

with that goober.

‐ Get your boney hipster heinys out of my butt groove.

‐ Hey!

Seating tight in here.

If you wanted somewhere to sit,

you should have bought a bigger couch.

‐ Whoo.

‐ Hold on. I think I just thought of a way out of this.

Yo, Chainsaw!

I see you're pressed for space.

Why don't we have ourselves a little contest.

If we win, we get all of our furniture back

and if you win‐‐ ‐ You get our house.

‐ HANK: Huh?

‐ I was gonna volunteer

to have Dad take down a few walls.

‐ Oh, I like her idea better.

‐ Too late.

I want your house.

‐ The only way I'll agree to this

is if we get to pick the challenge.

‐ What are you thinking?

Bare knuckle boxing?

Knife fight?

‐ Or... something a little less prison‐y.

Uh, like, food tossing.

‐ Fools.

Food toss is the number‐one prison game.

My daughter and I play it every day.

Yo, Hacksaw!

Hit me!

‐ Should have gone knife fight.

‐ Wow.

You guys have been at this for a long time.

Betcha have to go to the bathroom.

‐ Nope.

My second super power is bladder control.

I haven't peed since February.

‐ I'm surprised you don't have to go, Mom.

You've had a lot of water.

‐ No, I haven't.

‐ Oh, well, you're about to.

‐ [lasers zapping] ‐ [water splashing]

‐ Oh! You'll pay for that.

Actually, let me pay all‐‐

‐ [static zapping] ‐ ‐‐charges.

‐ I never noticed how different your hair looks without a bow.

‐ What in the name of casual dining have you done?

‐ I couldn't decide.

‐ ALL: Chloe!

‐ We were so worried about winning the contest,

we left Chloe all alone.

‐ Thundermans, clean up this mess,

we have a commercial to shoot!

‐ We? ‐ Yeah.

You all let go at the same time, so you losers win.

‐ [laughing] ‐ Thank you!

But what are we gonna do with all this food?

‐ Fear not, chiquita.

‐ [guitar playing]

‐ I am as hungry as I am handsome.

‐ [guitar playing]

‐ Okay. You and I are gonna save our house.

Practice toss.

‐ Ow.

Sorry, got distracted by Max.

‐ Phoebe, whatever Max is doing won't matter

if we're living in a van down by the river.

‐ It's just, he won't admit it, but I think Max is bummed

that you guys don't hang out as much as we do.

‐ What? We hang out.

I mean just last week we... oh.

Well, there was the time where‐‐oh.

We just neigh‐neighed at the basketball game.

‐ That was us.

‐ Oh. We really don't hang out.

How did this happen?

He probably thinks I'm a goober.

‐ You?

No.

‐ Ah, I know what you're trying to tell me.

Max.

Phoebe's out. You're in.

‐ What? That's not what I meant.

You guys really need to let me finish my thoughts.

‐ You want me to do this with you?

‐ Of course!

I love eating, you love throwing things at me.

We're the dream team.

‐ All right, food toss.

Street rules.

You make a shot, the other team has to match it.

Crybabies go first.

‐ Oh, no fair. We wanna go first!

Oh, we're the crybabies.

All right.

Okay, Max.

‐ See if you can handle this hook shot.

‐ [applause]

‐ In your face!

That is to say, you're up. I'm sorry.

‐ [applause]

‐ Enough of the baby stuff.

Next shot, over the shoulder backwards.

‐ [applause]

‐ Okay, here it comes, dad.

‐ [applause]

‐ You got lucky.

When we win, I'm turning your bedroom

into a lair where I can do all my evil stuff.

‐ Yeah?

It'll be easier than you think.

‐ Uh, guys.

I can't be the protector of Hiddenville,

if I don't live in Hiddenville.

‐ This is a bad idea.

You should be doing this with Phoebe.

You guys are better at this.

‐ No, son.

This is you and me.

I mean, what are they?

A father/daughter team?

We're a father/son team.

That's way better!

‐ I'm just gonna assume that's the scones talking.

‐ This is our time.

You pick the shot, I will have your back.

‐ Okay, Dad.

Let's go whip their neigh‐neighs!

‐ Should have just gone shoe shopping.

‐ Ooh! What about your couch butt groove?

You've worn out all the springs except one.

‐ Milton, the most stubborn spring of them all.

Great idea, Max.

‐ Guess I should start saying goodbye to all our stuff.

Goodbye, chairs.

Goodbye, penguin butler.

‐ Okay. We call the shot.

Off my dad's butt groove.

Nothing but [unintelligible].

‐ Done. We'll even go first.

I've gotta get home and feed my bats.

‐ Come on, Hacks.

You're a disgrace to the Saw family name.

‐ Don't blame me.

The old man's butt crushed that cushion's soul.

‐ Not all of it.

Aim for Milton.

‐ ♪

‐ [cheering]

‐ Why are you people cheering?

Now you have no place to sit.

‐ That's my boy!

All right, guys. Let's go home.

‐ And sit on?

‐ Oh right, the furniture.

‐ Yeah.

‐ Mom! The Splatburger commercial is coming on.

Come on.

‐ Why does the couch smell like coffee?

‐ Oh, shh, it's starting!

‐ MRS. WONG: [on telly] Yee‐ha!

How good is Splatburger's new Southwest burger?

Well, just ask these little piggies.

‐ [pigs snorting]

‐ I can't believe it.

‐ I know.

We're famous!

‐ ♪

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