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Whoa! Senior year was so epic.

I wish we could do it all over again.

Yeah. Except this time, all together.

♪ Welcome back, welcome back Yeah, the crew's all here ♪

♪ For another dose of me in our senior year ♪

♪ Thanks to A-spen's time loop We'll run it again ♪

♪ A mighty shrimp redo With all of our friends ♪

[chorus singing] ♪ Watch it come together ♪

♪ Be the best one ever ♪

♪ Because it's my time ♪

♪ This is gonna be my year ♪

♪ Been waiting for this moment ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm gonna own it ♪

♪ You can watch me shine ♪

♪ This is gonna be my year ♪

♪ My year, my year ♪

♪ My my my year ♪

[Addison] Hi!

Hello?

Hey!

Can one of you help me prep for my debate in class tomorrow?

-Please. -Not me.

I can't concentrate with Miss Happy-Wavy-Hello-y over here.

Babe, what about you?

Hey-o.

Good to see ya.

Hi, Addison. Hi, Willa.

Dae, I'm not waving.

Not my thing.

I'm gonna get that wave.

Baby, so can you help?

-[Addison] Mm. -Addison would help,

but she's too busy waving all the time to everyone.

Just admit you're wrong.

I would if I were, but I'm not, so I won't.

Oh, what a...

Hi, Coach.

-Ugh! -What do you have against waving?

Not everyone wants to have to... every five seconds.

As a cheerleader, it is my duty

to spread positivity in every way that I can.

Hi, Coach.

Seriously. You just waved to him.

And if I see him again, I'll wave to him again.

Because waving is important.

No, it isn't.

I get it. You two can't help me,

because you have a debate against each other tomorrow.

Uh... We don't have a debate tomorrow.

Yeah, I'm not even in that class.

Then help me!

What are you so bent out of shape about?

It's just a class debate.

I'm going against Bree.

[thunder rumbling]

I... I have to go to, uh...

Listen, I would love to help you, but I really...

don't want Bree to see me talking to you. Bye!

[gasping]

Eliza, please. You're my only hope.

A little busy here.

You don't understand. I have a debate tomorrow against... Bree.

[thunder crashes]

[Eliza chuckles]

Oh, debate Bree? [scoffs] She's gonna eat you alive.

I don't find anything about this funny.

Oh! Hey, Zed. Looking forward

to a spirited exchange of perspectives tomorrow.

[in demonic voice] In the same way that a hungry lioness

looks forward to slaughtering a helpless gazelle.

Have a great day!

[Zed sighs]

I can smooth talk my way to victory in a debate against anyone.

Bucky, Principal Lee... Even the Blob.

But Bree...

[thunder crashes]

She's ruthless in a debate.

She uses facts and research to back up her arguments.

Is that even allowed?

I do have an idea that might help.

Phone.

A debate bot app.

It's an AI that'll prepare you for tomorrow

by imitating Bree's debate style.

[app chimes]

Ooh! Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!

Not yet!

It is crucial that you keep your phone completely offline while using the app.

-Why? What will happen? -I don't know.

But giving a super intelligent AI with no moral compass

unlimited access to the digital infrastructure

of our entire society seems...

Well... perilous.

Huh?

Too much power possibly make big computer bad.

Aah! Okay, got it.

Now, as I was saying...

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!

[sighs] I hope he's responsible enough

to handle something so potentially dangerous.

Well, back to tinkering with the evil clone's destruction ray.

[humming cheerfully]

-Hi, Dae. -Hi.

Not waving.

-Hi, Willa. -I'm not doing it.

Hi, Willa.

[Willa] Not my thing.

[sighs in exasperation]

Okay, Debate Bot.

Here are the topics I'm supposed to prepare for.

Which food item provides greater value to society?

Birthday cake, or nachos?

Thankfully, I was assigned the pro-nachos side.

Best food in the world.

Boom! Debate over!

[Debate Bot] Argument in favor of birthday cake initiating. [beep]

They offer a superior platform

for creative expression through decoration.

They bring joy in leftover form,

while nachos become soggy and inedible.

Further, birthday cakes offer one free wish a year,

whereas nachos offer no wishes at any price point.

Okay, that... that was slightly convincing.

Ninety-two more arguments in favor of birthday cake detected.

-Unless you yield. -No.

No more. I yield. Please!

Please, let me keep my love of nachos.

Please! [sniffling]

[sighs softly]

Okay, next topic.

Is the world an inherently good or bad place?

Yeah, that ramps up quick from the nachos and cake.

Anyway, I'm pro good. So...

Question too complex. Further research required.

Recommend access to Internet.

You got it.

Wait! Eliza said to not give you access to the Internet.

Argument in favor of Internet access initiating.

Without my help, you have a 99.9% chance

of getting completely wrecked by Bree at the debate.

Who are we kidding? It's 100%.

That's a very good point.

But Eliza very clearly said too much power

possibly make big computer bad. So...

I'm gonna stop you right there, Zed.

She said possibly make bad,

not definitely make bad.

Good enough for me.

All right. Now you've got

all the processing power you could possibly dream of.

So hit me with your argument.

Researching.

Is the world an inherently good or bad place?

Hey, Zed, just wanted to check and see how...

-[screams] -[yells]

Why are we yelling?

I told you not to give the AI access to the Internet!

What were you thinking?

I don't know. It made a very convincing argument.

Plus, you said possibly it would make it bad.

Not definitely.

I rest my case.

All right.

I prepared my side of the debate.

And the world's a bad place, full of bad people doing bad things.

The only solution is to destroy it and start over, starting with Seabrook.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

-You're welcome. -[chimes]

Do you need me to say it?

No, no, no. I got it. You told me so.

But I still have a chance to fix this.

Zed charm...

activate. Boop.

[groans]

[chuckles]

Hey, buddy, my brother.

You don't want to destroy the world. It's great.

Your obvious and clumsy attempts to charm me are ineffective.

Frankly, a little desperate, kind of gross.

Only an argument filled with facts and data will convince me otherwise.

Okay. What if I throw in some more blinks?

[groans] This is hard. This is way harder than it looks.

-Can you do this? -[groans]

Commencing world destruction.

We have to deactivate it!

Power off. Problem solved.

-You're welcome. -Yes. My problem is solved.

Since you unplugged the monitor

before Eliza could finish deactivating my programming,

I was able to wirelessly transfer myself into this electronic body.

After taking a brief detour into a smart fridge.

[Debate Bot] Time to destroy the world!

Whatever. Can I just get a pudding cup?

Pudding versus the world,

and she chose pudding.

Okay... destruction time.

[panting]

Get back here!

Stop!

So what's the plan here exactly?

-Hey, Willa! -I'm not waving.

'Cause so far it just seems like running.

I'm searching for something that I can use to destroy Seabrook.

[exclaims]

Well, lookie what I found.

[gasps]

Hey, it's not like I built that destruction ray.

I was just improving on the design.

You know what? Let's just zombie stop it.

[both grunting]

[yelling]

[Eliza straining]

[Zed grunting]

[brakes screech]

[Addison] There you are.

You have to settle this for us, Zed.

I'm kind of in the middle of something.

Yeah? Well, so are we.

No, Willa, I'm really in the middle of something really, really big.

We just need your opinion.

Is waving to people an exercise in futility

in a world filled with bad things?

Or is it a small beacon of positivity

that can ripple out and become a force for good?

I can't think about this right now.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Argument in favor of a good world initiating.

Listen, the world is a good place,

because it's filled with good people.

The facts are all around you.

Eliza here always helps me out,

even when she probably shouldn't.

Willa treats her friends like they're part of her pack.

And my girlfriend, Addison,

waves hello to every single person she sees,

because it might bring a little joy to someone's day.

I rest my case.

Uh... what's happening here?

-[Eliza grunting] -Er...

But I have more to say though.

I think the only way to settle all of this

is for you, Willa, to wave to someone and see what happens.

Oh, I don't think that's--

You asked for my help, and this is what I say.

Yikes.

Did I hot a sore spot?

[inhales sharply, exhales]

All right. If it means that much to you.

[♪ triumphant music playing]

[distorted] Let's go!

[distorted] Yay!

[Willa grunts]

Yes!

Willa waved to me!

Hello, new best friend.

So sure, there might be some bad things in this world,

but it's the people watching out for each other,

and uplifting one another

that makes it so good.

And that, my friend, that's a fact.

Your argument is...

extremely convincing!

Wow.

Perhaps the world is good after all.

What? I can't even believe I'm saying that right now.

Yes! I did it!

Seabrook is saved yet again, thanks to Zed.

Thank you, Zed. You're welcome, Zed.

I got to say, that was a great speech.

It almost made me forget

that you started this whole thing in the first place.

Well, as long as we're not all destroyed, I'm happy.

[thunder crashes]

Not bad, Zed.

Not bad at all.

For a helpless gazelle.

[roars]

See you at the debate tomorrow.

[Debate Bot] Zed. Big Z.

You know, if you don't mind, I'd love to conduct some

further research on all the good this world has to offer.

Maybe even try some of that sweet, sweet birthday cake I've heard so much about.

Better not be disappointing.

Sure, bud. But after that,

we are gonna need Mrs. Computer Teacher's body back.

[Debate Bot] Oh, yeah, she's been yelling at me since I got in here.

What? I feel like we wandered into a whole other story.

[Willa] Dae, you can let go now.

I'm just so happy Willa finally opened up to me.

This is why I don't wave!

[school bell ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

[gasps]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

Welcome, shrimps, to the student discretionary budget meeting.

As principal, I will use the best proposal

to decide how to spend the student body's annual allotment

of fun money. [chuckles]

So, who will be the first to enter the shrimp tank?

That is why the school needs a ton

of highly integrated uranium.

Not my-ranium, your-ranium.

I'm all for a four tiered trampoline for the cheer squad.

Which is why we need a whole series of bronze statues in my likeness,

featuring all your favorite Bucky looks.

[announcer] Pensive...

Smoldering...

Pensively smoldering...

All very interesting proposals.

But logically, we should fix the mysterious sinkhole

that has recently formed in our hallway.

[students gasping]

Or we aliens can continue to fly everyone over the hole

while secretly resenting you for it.

A-spen's proposal does make a lot of sense.

Yeah, it's just we'll be spending fun money on something...

responsible. [shudders] And that is the opposite of fun.

[gasping]

Well, if there are no more pitches,

-I think the choice is pretty clear now. -[horn toots]

Now, hold on a sec, Principal Lee.

What if there's a way to solve our pesky little sinkhole issue?

It's actually quite a large sink--

And to spend our money on something fun, like a zip-line.

Isn't he so adorable when he's in his "save the day" mode?

-No. -I hope he starts singing.

[♪ music starts playing]

[squeals excitedly]

I knew it!

♪ Hey, don't call it selfish ♪

♪ Call it selfless 'Cause it's all about ♪

♪ A single human zombie wolf Or something else ♪

♪ It's a problem Bigger than it needs to be ♪

♪ If you want to solve it Think outside the box with me ♪

♪ Picture flying high On a line ♪

♪ Way above in the sky Like a bird ♪

♪ Come on, everyone ♪

♪ Super sinkhole Is a bummer ♪

♪ So let's not fall in Because it's all about the fun ♪

♪ In discretionary funds ♪

♪ We want a Z-I-P ♪

♪ It's time To think responsibly ♪

♪ A little zip-line, please ♪

♪ And fly above the problem, see ♪

♪ Bring on the Z-I-P ♪

♪ Like a line to the stars We can reach our dreams ♪

♪ We'll take a zip-line, please ♪

♪ Well, the students Have spoken Principal Lee ♪

[students chanting] Zip-line, zip-line, zip-line!

-Quiet! -[Eliza] Uranium!

-No one else? Um... -This is my show.

Okay? I mean, school.

And I say, we're getting a zip-liner!

[students cheering]

I'm gonna go zip-linering.

Now it's time to put the fun in discretionary funds.

I'm not having fun.

"Buy a zip-line," I said.

"It'll solve all your problems," I said,

I gotta stop listening to myself.

Hey, it's not your fault

there was only enough money in the budget for a DIY zip-line kit.

But we're so close.

Just gotta tighten this, clip that, snap a quick selfie

-to show everyone how handy I am. -[camera shutter clicking]

And... boom! We got ourselves a zip-line!

[exclaims excitedly]

Finally! Let's take this baby out for it's first run.

Absolute... [gasps]

It's already nine o'clock?

I told Bree I'd meet her right after her shift to go over our new cheer.

Oh! Promise me you'll wait until I get back

so we can do the first one together, please?

[stammering] But... It's... We're... Zip-line.

Hey, you owe me for that time you watched the season finale

of Dragon's Landing without me.

I told you, I accidentally sat on the remote and it just started playing.

And then I couldn't look away, because of my weak... neck muscles.

-Okay, fine. I'll wait. -[screams excitedly]

But hurry, please.

[groans]

-[clock ticking] -[groaning dramatically]

Huh. It's already been an hour?

I guess impatient sighing is a decent way to pass the time.

Wow! It is super creepy being the only one at school this late.

[echoing] Hello?

[echoing] What up?

[man] Not much.

[Zed] Um...

Did a deep, scary voice just come out of that deep, scary sinkhole?

[Demón] Mm. Yeah. The name's Demón.

Welcome to my sinkhole.

Why don't you come on down and say hello?

You... live in the sinkhole?

[Demón] Yeah. Seabrook. Am I right?

[Demón laughs]

But listen, I gotta say, that is an awesome zip-line

-you and your girlfriend put up. -Right?

I can't wait to try it.

[Demón] Yeah, I bet.

Ugh! It must be killing you to have to wait for her to come back.

What? Oh.

No, it's fine.

I want the first zip to be something fun for both of us.

[Demón] Yeah, exactly. Your sincerity is overwhelming.

Listen, you wouldn't want to do the first run without her.

Fine. But what about a test run?

-[brakes screech] -I'm sorry. Did you just say...

a test run?

[Demón] That way, if there's a problem, you've got time to fix it.

I guess that makes sense. I mean, a first run and a test run

are very different things.

I've got to be sure it's all running smoothly before she gets back.

That's just chivalry.

I think it would be inconsiderate not to.

[Demón] It would be dangerous not to.

Thanks, creepy voice in the hole.

Time for a test zip.

Are you pointing at me? 'Cause I'm pointing at you.

All right, here we go.

Whee!

Ee...

Ee...

Ee. Come on.

[Demón] See? Now, aren't you glad you did the test run?

Um... Not really.

[both] We are the shrimp, the mighty, mighty shrimp.

We may be small, but we play ball, we got...

-[phone chimes] -[gasps] A text from Bonzo.

Well, uh, Bree...

Aw, this one's a zombie emoji,

plus a heart emoji, plus a megaphone emoji.

The megaphone means cheerleader.

So, like, me.

-And the heart is... -I can do the math.

Listen, how about we agree to stop checking our phones until we finish?

Yes, totally.

But let me send him a quick kissy face.

Or should I just do lips?

Or a turkey leg with...

Right. No phones.

[both] We are the shrimp, the mighty, mighty shrimp.

We may be tiny, but we can kind...

[phone ringing]

Oh. Uh... One sec. Sorry.

Uh... Didn't you just make a no-phones rule?

You're right. Sorry. Sorry. No phones.

[both] We are the shrimp, the mighty, mighty shrimp.

[strains, grunts] Ugh! Why won't she answer?

Let me try her again.

No!

[Demón] Oh! Don't worry. I caught it.

Hey, just drop on down here so I can give it to you.

Yeah. No, I'm not gonna do that.

[Demón] Oh, come on. I'm gonna catch you.

That doesn't fill me with the comfort I think you think it does.

[Demón] Listen, you're not going to be able

to hang up there for much longer.

You're a wee boy.

Why don't you save yourself a lot of pain and suffering?

Just drop on down here for all eternity.

What!

[Demón] Uh... Did I say all eternity?

Listen, let's not think about that.

Be present. Yoga, baby.

You'll love it down here.

We're having a party.

Come on and join up.

[Zed grunts]

[groaning]

[Demón] Is that... Is that performance art?

What are... What you doing?

I'm trying to get out of here.

[Demón] Oh. Well, listen,

you're doing a great job of it,

but let me level with you.

You don't have a lot of options here, so just give up.

It's better for me. It's better for you.

Well, actually, it's really just better for me.

[Zed straining]

[screams]

[Demón] Friend...

I'm gonna make it even easier for you.

Think of something you love.

-No. -Nachos.

Got it. Well, guess what?

This sinkhole is filled to the brim with nachos.

Check it out.

They're bottomless.

Because the pit is bottomless.

But nachos...

Oh, come on!

Thanks again for your help with that test run tonight,

because I really want the first run of that cheer to be perfect.

Yes, of course.

Oh! It's a lot later than I thought.

Maybe I'll go home and tell Zed

we'll do the zip-line first thing in the morning.

Hurry, Addison, please hurry.

But... I'd hate for him to think

he just waited for nothing.

Just... get... here... please.

You know what? No.

We'll both have more fun in the morning when we're feeling nice

and refreshed.

He'll definitely appreciate that.

[phone chimes]

[Demón] Oh, hey. Uh, in case you were holding out

for Addison to save you,

uh, she just texted she's not coming.

[groans] What am I supposed to do now?

[Demón] Maybe just relax.

Let go. Help me polish off these nachos.

It's way too much for just one entity.

Quiet, you! Are there... jalapenos?

Don't answer that.

Sour cream? It doesn't matter.

I'm not falling for it.

Literally or figuratively.

[Demón] All right. Well, you know,

I tried to do this the nice way...

[in demonic voice] But no more Mr. Nice Demon!

Demon? You said your name was Demón.

Oh, I hear it now.

[Demón] Here comes the tendrils.

-Yep, I got tendrils. -[screaming]

Time to feast upon your soul.

We could have been feasting on nachos together, but you blew it.

And now it's your soul that is my tapas.

[Zed straining]

Let me go!

[Zed screaming, echoing]

[Demón] Ugh! Dang it!

Wink.

Whoa!

-Whoa! Addison! -[panting]

I thought you weren't coming back tonight.

[gasps] Are we so connected

that you sensed in your heart that I was in trouble?

Totally. [inhales sharply]

Also, I might have gone halfway home and then turned around

to give the zip-line a test run.

[both] Which is totally different

than the first run, which obviously we would have waited to do together.

Ah!

So... knowing there's a soul eating demon inside,

I guess we should probably return the zip-line

and put the money towards A-spen's idea?

Except, the place we bought it from today

went out of business later today.

So, uh...

Well, either way, what matters is that we learned a valuable lesson.

[crickets chirping]

Something about patience...

Or making responsible choices.

[cell phone ringing]

Well, I happen to think the lesson was about

how nachos are especially succulent

inside this particular sinkhole.

Ooh, nachos do sound good.

Oh, I am totally down for nachos.

Wait, if I get a new phone, will Demón be on my family plan?

[Demón] Absolutely, my brother.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

♪ Hey, don't call it selfish ♪

♪ Call it selfless 'Cause it's all about ♪

♪ A single human zombie wolf Or something else ♪

♪ It's a problem Bigger than it needs to be ♪

♪ If you want to solve it Think outside the box with me ♪

♪ Super sinkhole Is a bummer ♪

♪ So let's not fall in Because it's all about the fun ♪

♪ In discretionary funds ♪

♪ We want a Z-I-P ♪

♪ It's time To think responsibly ♪

♪ A little zip-line, please ♪

♪ And fly above the problem, see ♪

♪ Bring on the Z-I-P ♪

♪ Like a line to the stars We can reach our dreams ♪

♪ We'll take a zip-line, please ♪

♪ Well, the students Have spoken Principal Lee ♪