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[school bell rings]

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 And our senior year ♪

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

♪ A Mighty Shrimp re-do 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 ♪

[bell ringing]

This year's big, seasonally ambiguous dance

is gonna make every other dance

look like a little kid's birthday party.

Actually little kid's birthday parties are awesome.

I could just crush some juice boxes right now.

I'm so excited for BSAD.

Which I'm now realizing is a terrible acronym for a very happy occasion.

I'm excited, too. [sighs]

[♪ whimsical music plays]

Are you dreamily sighing?

No, I'm regular sighing.

That was a regular sigh.

Don't throw shrimp in a pot and tell me it's a sauna, okay?

Now, that was a dreamy sigh.

-[Zed squeals] -[objects clattering]

And there could only be one reason why.

-[Eliza grumbles] -[Zed and Addison gasp]

[Zed and Addison] You're asking Wyatt to the dance!

-[shushes] Yes, okay. Yes. -[Zed and Addison squeal]

I have to ask him out at lunch before I leave for the alien demathlon.

Sometime between 11:43 and 11:57 a.m.

I ran all the data, and that precise window

is the optimal time to ask him out.

Who knew that romance had a very specific 14-minute window.

I did.

[Wyatt] Okay, this is it.

I'm going to ask Eliza to the dance, officially,

and nothing, no matter how bizarre or unexpected, is going to stop me.

Let me stop you right there.

[Principal Lee tuts]

[Coach] Due to the alien food cube machine malfunctioning,

and spitting out thousands of nutritional cubes at high velocity...

Half of the cafeteria is unusable.

It's like going into my house when the cats have had their way with it.

We're splitting lunch into two groups.

-You're in lunch A. -You're in lunch B. That's second.

What? No way.

Is this... Is this even happening?

I know, right? Totally bizarre and unforeseen.

[squelching]

[groans] I can't believe it. [body thuds]

I was this close to finally asking Eliza out.

Just ask her out later.

Well, later, it will be too late.

She's leaving right after lunch for the alien demathlon.

She'll be gone all week till the dance.

Oh, yeah, a lot can happen in a week.

Eliza could decide to move to a different planet.

Or she could look out into the vastness of space

and come to view school dances as frivolous and unnecessary.

[groans]

Or she could get bitten by a space tick.

[whispers] Bucky, shut your face.

I mean, I'm sure it'll be fine.

[Wyatt sighs in despair]

Gotta find a way to get to her before she leaves, or else...

...I'll miss my optimum window for success.

Also, my data plan doesn't work in space, so it's now or never.

I'll just do it over text.

No texting in study hall.

Study hall. No texting. Yes. Right.

Well, she needs to use the restroom.

-[softly] Dude. -[whispers] It's an emergency.

-Dude. -Go ahead.

-[Zed squeals] -You go destroy that bathroom.

Okay, I've got nine minutes left.

[♪ sinister music playing]

-[Wyatt gasps] -[exclaims] What's happening, bud?

[hesitates] Oh, I... I need to leave for a second. Is that okay?

Of course. Of course.

Hey, but before you go, can I ask you something?

You know, just between us.

P... People think I'm cooler than Mr. Sasquatch, right?

[playing electric guitar riff]

-[students cheering] -[body thuds]

Uh-huh.

What about Mrs. Computer Teacher?

You know, I'm definitely cooler than her, right?

-[♪ funky electronic music playing] -[students cheering]

[Wyatt chuckles nervously]

I knew it. I need to up my cool.

Uh...

[Coach] Okay, you know what? This is what we're gonna do.

-We're gonna switch shoes. -[body thuds]

Your boots are about 12% cooler than these puppies.

That should put me over the top.

[Eliza yelps]

Hall monitor. I'm gonna need to see your pass.

Sure.

Hmm. [clicks tongue] Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm.

This is a bathroom pass.

Oh, okay. Aren't they the same?

[laughs smugly] No. Not even close.

Now, off you go, back to your lunch group before we have a problem.

-[Eliza grumbles] -[device whirring]

-Oh. Looks like we've got a runner. -[♪ sinister music plays]

Maybe I'm just insecure because I never got

the validation I needed from my mother.

-That's emotional. You've gotta have that. -[sighs in exasperation]

[Coach] You cannot not have that in this day and age.

[groans]

Coach, I'm really sorry, but I need to go.

Eliza's leaving town, and I got to ask her

to the dance before it's too late.

Aw. Well, why didn't you say so?

I would never get in the way of love.

You can bet your bottom sea dollar that ole Coachie

would never be an unwitting obstacle. Uh-uh.

[breathing shakily]

[panting]

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

[door closes]

-[sighs in relief] -[slurping]

-[Eliza whispers] Psst, Wynter? -[gasps] Yes. water fountain?

[Eliza] No, Wynter, it's me. Down here.

-[gasps] Yes, floor? -Wynter.

Hey, has anyone ever told you you sound exactly like the water fountain?

And a little bit like the floor?

I have to get to the cafeteria to ask Wyatt out,

but if the hall monitor catches me, he'll send me back to my lunch group,

and I'll miss my chance.

Oh. I'd offer you mine, but it's only a water pass.

It won't do you any good.

[grumbles] When did we get all these different passes?

Wait, you're in lunch A with Wyatt.

I need you to give him a message.

Tell him to come to this water fountain right away.

Got it. Where will you be?

Uh, at this water fountain.

Got it? Where will I be?

[Eliza splutters, grumbles]

Oh! [gasps] A head start.

-[Coach] That's why it's important... -[grumbling, heart beating]

...not to let anything get in your way.

All right? Not... Not science, okay?

-Not food. -[yells]

[howling]

-[growling] -[Coach] Oh.

Okay, you need to go. All right. Right this way.

[Wyatt] Thanks, Coach.

[in sing-song voice] Oh, Wy, Wy

I have a really important Secret message for you!

[shouts] Where are you?

So I can tell you!

[echoes] In secret!

Wait. It'll be faster to get to Eliza if I take a shortcut.

Huh? [sighs]

[Zed laughs]

-[groans] -Yeah!

-Eliza. -Wyatt.

[both] Where are you?

-[typing] -Hey, Eliza, where are you?

Not that you need to tell me where you are.

You are your own woman. Respect.

But if you do want to meet up, let me know.

Am I texting you too much? [chuckles nervously]

I'm texting you too much. What's wrong with me?

Why did I text that? Why did I text that?

[cell chiming, vibrating]

-Texting during school hours. -[typing]

I'll put an end to that. Thank you very much.

-[cell chimes] -[gasps]

Stop texting. Period.

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[groans]

[body thuds, groans]

If Wynter gave Wyatt my message, he should be here by now.

Unless he got the message but didn't want to come.

No Wyatt and I missed my window.

-I guess that's it, then. -[hall monitor] Aha!

Gotcha!

Oh, you're going away for a long time. [laughs smugly]

The four minutes that are left of lunch,

which could be the longest four minutes of your life.

Let's go.

So, I'm guessing your big plans to ask Eliza out didn't go well?

[Wyatt whimpers] Uh-uh.

"Stop texting. Period"? Aw!

"In school. Period. This is Principal Lee. Period."

Ah, context.

-Principal Lee? -That means you can still ask Eliza out.

Yeah. But...

When I thought that text was from Eliza, I felt awful.

If she really does reject me... [shudders]

[shudders] Uh, nope, nope. Better not to risk it.

You know the saying, nothing ventured, nothing gained.

And no gain, no pain.

And no pain.

No pain.

As I say to Barky when he chews my cashmere socks,

oh, no, you don't, Mister Cutie Face.

The whole school is obsessed with you two getting back together.

And it's pulling focus away from me.

So, you are ending all this dramatic tension right now.

-[♪ somber music playing] -[hall monitor] Hey, don't feel bad.

I'm a really good hall monitor,

and frankly, you never stood a chance.

It doesn't matter anyway. I missed my optimal window to ask Wyatt out.

[body thuds, grunts]

All this was about getting the WyLiza ship to finally set sail?

Oh! You... You gotta make that happen. Now!

But what about all this hall pass nonsense?

[chuckles softly] Listen, am I good at my job?

Yes. Am I desperate for any semblance of power

because I spend most of my time serving Bucky's every whim?

Also, yes.

But do I still believe there's such a thing as love

in this crazy mixed up world?

With all my heart. Now go.

[clears throat] Walk to him.

There's no running in the halls.

-[bell dinging] -That's the bell.

Eliza's taking off for the demathlon any second.

[over loudspeaker] This is a lyc-lyc emergency, people. Move!

[feedback over loudspeaker]

Move back! That's it.

[♪ triumphant music playing]

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

[music stops]

Stairs.

[♪ triumphant music continues]

-Wyatt? -[Wyatt in distance] Eliza?

-Wyatt? -[Wyatt in distance] Eliza?

-Argh! He's using the stairs. -[elevator whirring]

Eliza! Eliza? Did I miss her?

[shouts] Wyatt?

Don't you dare move!

[both] I have something to ask you.

Will you go to the dance with me?

Yes! [both laugh]

[all squealing]

[hall monitor squealing]

Wyatt, Eliza wants you to meet her by the water fountain right away!

Yes! Mission accomplished!

Yo, Wynter.

Still finishing your Career Day essay?

Nope, I'm finishing my 17th essay.

One for each dream job.

I might want to be a balloon artist

or a civil rights activist or a balloon rights activist.

Wow. With so many possibilities,

your future is as infinite as a black hole.

Although black holes are also in a constant state of collapse

-and self-implosion, so... -[gasps]

That sounds fun but unsustainable.

Then you better choose. According to statistics I've read,

if you haven't figured out your entire life by your second

time-loop-created senior year, you never will.

Wait, do all of you know exactly what you want to do with your futures?

-Oh, yeah. -I've known since I was six.

I'm going to be president of the galaxy.

The ideal platform to launch my new skincare line. Buck To Your Face.

I want to be an infamous reality show star

and gain enough money to invest in Bucky's skin care line.

-It's gonna be huge. -I hope so, or I'll lose everything.

I have to figure out my future right now or all my friends are gonna go

have amazing lives and leave me behind.

-[bell dinging] -[gasps]

It already started.

[door opens]

Big Career Day surprise. If you've turned in your essay,

you'll get to experience your virtual dream job

with these VR goggles I accidentally bought in bulk

while online shopping late at night.

And if you haven't decided on your future yet...

[Wynter groans]

...you'll get to have a heartfelt chitty chat chat

with the coolest teacher at school.

[grunts]

Ha! I am like everyone else here

and have decided on one perfect path for my future.

[energy surging]

Whoa, this is virtual reality?

-It's so... -Exactly like the school hallway?

Yes! But virtual.

Greetings, travelers in the virtual verse.

I'm Callie, the career assistance lifelike immersion engine,

but Callie rolls off the tongue much better. [laughs]

I construct virtual environments that simulate

the one chosen future for each of you. Like this...

President Buchanan, the prime minister of Pluto is calling.

He needs your skin care line right away.

[gasps] It's just like I dreamed.

To Pluto!

I wonder who's up next?

[announcer] Give it up for Zed Necrodopolis,

the first zombie to play in the big football game.

You know the one.

Uh-oh, looks like there's a problem only a cheerleader can solve.

[announcer] Quick! We need an intergalactic cheer captain

-to bring peace to the universe! -Oh! Me, me, me!

Whose dream is next? [exclaims]

[announcer] Who wants to be the next

hit reality superstar on the hit reality show...

[gasps]

[announcer] ...The Next Hit Reality Superstar?

I do! I reality dality do!

Oh. It seems like you haven't chosen your one job for the future yet.

Choose. Choose!

Wait, wait! No, I didn't think I'd have to choose right now.

But now you're telling me to choose?

But I don't know what to choose 'cause I didn't know I had to choose!

-[yells] -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down.

There are lots of jobs on my server.

We just have to find the one that's best for you. Okay?

Oh, yeah, sure. That sounds... [screaming]

Oh. I thought I was falling into a bottomless abyss,

but I guess I'm just in a diner.

[Callie] Your one true job is fry cook!

Ooh. It does combine two of my favorite things.

Raw meat and flipping raw meat.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

[sizzling]

[vocalizing]

[Callie] Wynter, Wynter! Fire!

-[fire alarm beeping] -[gasps]

The world is on fire! The VR world is on fire!

[screaming]

So, what happened there?

Being a fry cook was amazing.

And then the dancing started.

And then the fire started. And then the yelling started.

Ooh! Maybe I want to be dancer.

Yeah, I can make that happen.

[Wynter] Whoo-hoo!

[Callie] Welcome to your dream career on Dancing With The Shrimps.

[♪ upbeat pop music playing]

[exclaims]

[muffled screams]

[Wynter yells]

[sighs] Dancing was amazing. But then I saw that laser.

Oh! What if I become a professional laser chaser?

-That's not a thing. -I can make it a thing.

-No, you can't. -Don't pigeonhole me.

Unless you have an actual hole full of pigeons. [imitating pigeon]

Okay, let's do a deeper dive and find your one true job.

Janitor.

Whoo!

-[yells] -[objects clattering]

[Callie] Paper sales person.

Paper for you! Paper for you!

I've got paper for everyone!

-Construction worker. -[machinery whirring]

I saw this in cartoons, but I didn't know it could actually happen.

[objects clattering]

[automated voice] Accountant, cow farmer,

carrot farmer, bank manager, store manager, baseball manager.

[distorted speech]

[grumbles in frustration] That's it! We're done.

You've gotta go.

Go? But I haven't figured out my one true job yet.

Yeah, I know. And you never will. [grumbles]

Why can't you be more like your friends?

[Wynter gasps]

[Callie] Look at them. So content.

It made it easy for me to take over their minds.

Wait, take over their minds? What?

But why are you doing this?

I'm a virus. It's my one true job.

But you, I can't take over a mind that can't make itself up.

-You're absolutely hopeless. -Hopeless?

[energy surging]

[gasps, yelling]

[panting]

Coach! Callie is a virus, and she trapped everyone in a mind prison!

I know! And I'm calling for help.

Can you connect me to the Seabrook High IT department?

It's an emergency.

-Yes, I'll hold. -[cell ringing]

Hello. This is the Seabrook High IT department.

Oh, dang it! I'm the Seabrook High IT department.

Stupid year of saying yes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa. Wait a minute. Wynter, you're awake.

That means you can go back in and help wake up everyone else.

Oh, I can't. Callie ejected me.

She said I'm hopeless.

She said what? Looks like it's time for a chitty chat chat.

Hyah! [chuckles]

Look, you are not hopeless.

Sure, you've got your Zeds and Addisons who already know exactly

what they want to do, and that's great.

But you also got your Wynters and Coaches

who like doing a bit of everything, and that's great, too.

-It is? -Yeah.

I had no idea where I was headed when I was your age.

Now I'm teaching monsters about football, running a froyo empire,

and working with great kids like you,

Wow, your life is like, actually, pretty cool when you say it all out loud.

Especially when you leave out that my mom is my best friend.

[laughs] But I don't think I'm hers.

Anyway. The future can be scary without a road map.

But if you just keep moving, you'll end up somewhere amazing.

Thanks, Coach.

[♪ ominous music plays]

[Callie sighs] Nothing like basking in the glory of a job well done.

Hey, let them go! Career Day is over.

Ha! Being a hero is another job you're not qualified for.

How can you save their lives when you can't even figure out your own?

I do have my life figured out because I figured out

I don't have to have it all figured out.

♪ It's okay if I wanna be a mermaid Maybe a maid ♪

♪ Wanna be a writer ♪ Do they get paid? ♪

♪ An entrepreneur rhymes with manure And manicure ♪

[exclaims] ♪ I love this shade ♪

♪ Fun in every direction ♪

♪ Each one of them's perfection ♪

♪ Just looking for connection ♪

I'm starving. Is there, like, a hamburger or something?

So, why is it even called a "hamburger"? There's no ham.

But there's lettuce and pickles and tomatoes.

Whoa! I can totally farm hamburgers.

♪ Life is never a race Be all over the place ♪

♪ It's okay, it's okay It's okay ♪

♪ I am wild like the waves So I won't be afraid ♪

♪ It's okay, it's okay It's okay ♪

♪ I know I got this I'm a work in progress ♪

[body thuds]

Wait. You mean it's okay to not know what your one true job is?

Yeah, that's what my whole song was about.

Here, I'll sing it again. [inhales deeply]

No, no, I got it.

It's just I was programmed to only have one job,

to be a virus that steals kids' minds.

But now I know I can do so much more.

Oh, cool. Kids' minds will be so relieved.

Thank you, Wynter. Your incredibly catchy song somehow rewrote my code.

And now I see a whole world of possibilities.

"I want to be a mermaid. Or maybe a maid.

"A writer. But I'd like to get paid.

"An entrepreneur. [distorted] Something manure."

Aw, she stole my song.

[gasps]

[all groan softly]

[A-Spen] Huh?

-[laughs] -You did it, Wynter.

-I'm proud of you. -Thanks.

And you know what? I think I do know

what I want to do with my future. Be a teacher like you.

Aw. I think you'd make a great teacher.

But if you come for my froyo crown, I will crush you.

-But yeah, yeah, be a teacher. -[gasps] Or a mermaid teacher.

♪ Life is never a race Be all over the place ♪

♪ It's okay, it's okay It's okay ♪

♪ I am wild like the waves So I won't be afraid ♪

♪ It's okay, it's okay It's okay ♪

♪ I know I got this I'm a work in progress ♪

♪ Oh, I got this I'm a work in progress ♪

♪ Oh, I got this I'm a work in progress ♪