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- I have an update on our experiment.

- Great, because I need something

to take my mind off things.

- I think I can officially declare

our experiment a success!

You're looking at one of Mapleview

Middle's People of the Year!

- Oh, my gosh.

Julie!

- I know.

- Wait, but I thought you hated the idea of popularity.

- I did, until I realized what it meant.

If I'm popular, that means any dork could be.

- So does that mean I'm also a Person of the Year?

- No, but you know?

But hey, you're still the star of the school play.

You'll get your own full-page spread.

- About that.

Sage came back.

She's Dorothy again.

So unless you're doing a spread on flying monkey number two,

I'm not exactly yearbook material anymore.

- I'm so sorry, Lyd.

I can pitch River a primate's view

of the class divide of Oz.

- No, no, no.

We all know think pieces don't sell yearbooks.

I'll just go down in history as Sage's understudy.

It's what I am.

It's time I accept it.

[upbeat music]

Oh, yeah

All right

Oh, yeah

- River, you can't devote a feature in the yearbook

to my family.

- The Anglades are Mapleview's First Family.

I can't ignore that.

- We weren't the first.

This school's been around for years before we moved here.

- It's just an expression.

- It's just that I'm more than my last name.

- I know.

You're a cover girl that hits our target demo.

- I'm more than that, too.

What about my entire career as a competitive rock climber?

- You're a competitive rock climber?

- No, but I could be.

Just think about it.

- Hey, River.

So I thought about the whole People of the Year thing.

- Not this again.

- Even if I was voted in for all the right reasons,

it still makes everyone who wasn't voted Person

of the Year feel left out.

So I'd like to withdraw.

- What?

No, you can't do that.

I already wrote your retrospective--

"Geek Usurps Chic."

Do you know how long it took me to figure out that rhyme?

- I'm sorry, River. - Zip it.

Hours.

If it's not you, then it's going to be Dawn.

She was fourth place in the voting, pretty closely

behind you, proving definitively that democracy is

hanging on by a thin thread.

- I just don't want to be a person of the year

if it's gonna make my best friend feel terrible.

- You withdrawing just means Dawn's on top.

At least with you, there's some sense of change.

- You're just saying that because you

want to hit the deadline.

- I am, but also, I voted for you.

- Really?

- Now back to the deadline.

- Fine.

[light music]

- Noble Oz, I'm Dorothy from Kansas,

and I'm here to ask for your help in sending me home.

OK.

Noble Oz, I am Dorothy from Kansas, and I'm here to ask--

- Sage, you're here early.

Getting in a last-minute rehearsal?

- You know what they say, don't let

good be the enemy of perfect.

- I knew I could count on you.

I mean, you're singlehandedly saving our funding.

- Right.

- Break a leg.

- Yeah.

I won't let you down.

- Please don't.

- OK.

Noble Oz, I am Dorothy from Kansas.

- You were voted prom king?

- Mm-hmm, yep.

Me and Sandy Singh were prom king and queen.

She let me wear her tiara.

- I bet you wore it better.

- Oh, stop.

I did.

- Hey, dads.

- Hey.

- Oh, you're looking at your old yearbooks.

- Yeah, we were inspired by you joining

the yearbook committee.

- Oh.

- Oh.

- Isn't that you and Principal Larocque?

- Donovan insisted we get Rhythmic

Hymnastics in the yearbook for exposure, and it worked.

We were voted most likely to sing "The National Anthem"

at a little league game.

Ultimately, it didn't come true,

but a synth band could dream.

- Well, I guess it's nice to have

a spotlight in the yearbook, even if it's as a dork.

Huh.

- Dork?

- I love my dorky husband.

Yes, I do. Yes, I do.

Hey, what you doing over there?

- Hatching a plan to use the yearbook to deconstruct

the social hierarchy for good.

- Huh, OK.

Just make sure you do it before Elaine comes

to pick you up for the play.

- Mm.

- Here's a fun fact, girls.

Did you know that the original "Wizard of Oz"

was set in Australia and the wizard was a convict?

- Everyone knows that. - Really?

- Yeah.

- I thought that was new.

Hey. - Hello, my loyal fans.

- OK, I keep saying, just call me Mom.

- Good luck.

Hey, you know, you're still Sage's understudy.

So if Sage were to be feeling unwell, you could be Dorothy.

- I don't want to wish ill on anybody.

- Yeah.

- Can you do it for me?

- Do you think this is gonna be any good?

Rob keeps talking about it over and over again,

and I just hope I don't have to be like, it's really great,

you know?

Fake it? - Yeah, it's a play by tweens.

- Yeah. - It's not the time for hope.

- Touch�.

- Oh, hey.

- Elaine, Melody, you came. - Hi.

- Oh.

No, that is-- OK.

How are you?

It's nice to see you.

Oh, OK.

- I can't wait for you to see this.

- Oh, my gosh, it's gonna be great.

- Well, it better be.

- Otherwise, you're gonna fail.

- Yeah.

Lydia, you're-- probably go backstage.

- All right.

Go get 'em, kiddo.

I love you. - Love you.

- OK.

- OK, well, it's showtime. - Yeah.

- I know. I know.

10 minutes.

10 minutes, everyone.

- Does this look OK?

- I can't believe you're the Wizard of Oz.

- Yeah, well, Mr. Collins asked me to join.

He said he needed more marquee names.

- But you've never acted before or auditioned.

- Please tell me you're not getting into theater, too.

- Oh, definitely not.

I'm actually getting into rock climbing.

- OK, good, because Sage is already all the competition I

can handle.

- Not that anyone seems to care.

- [sighs]

- Are you OK?

You look bummed.

- Yeah.

I'm fine.

- It must be hard not to be Dorothy.

- Yeah, well, Sage is Dorothy.

And Julie's a person of the year.

- She is?

Nice. I voted for her.

- It just feels like everybody's a star,

and I'm just a flying monkey.

- Hey, your banana throw was Oscar-worthy.

You're still a star to me.

- OK, all right.

Places everyone, places.

- Got to go.

- I hate this stupid play.

- We can do this.

Right, Toto?

- OK, lights up.

- Hey, you ready?

- Ready.

[cheers and applause]

Auntie Em!

Auntie Em!

There's a storm a-coming.

We got to get to the cellar.

Come on, Toto.

Let's go find Uncle Henry.

- That's not so bad. - Mm.

- Oh, Toto, this is all too much to take.

First, there were those mean wolves.

This place is too much.

And then that flock of crows.

Oh, the bees--

- Ready for our big scene?

- Mike, I really wanted to talk to you about yesterday.

- I know what you're gonna say.

You're gonna tell me that you don't see me that way

and that I'm too immature, but I'm not.

I'm more than that.

I'm a revolving person.

- Evolving.

- And like a banana in your shoes, I might surprise you.

- Mike.

- Just wait until after the show to give me an answer.

Don't want to miss our big moment.

- We should go before something else comes along.

Are those flying monkeys?

- [hooting]

- We have your dog, little girl.

Say goodbye.

- No, no.

Help! Help!

- You've done well, Monkey King.

- Don't thank me.

Thank my monkey prime minister.

- Yeah, Lydia!

Woo-woo-woo!

- [hooting]

- Noble Oz, I am Dorothy from Kansas.

And I'm here to ask--

uh.

- What are you here to ask, Dorothy from Kansas?

- Um.

- (WHISPERING) What are you here to ask?

- I'm here to ask

if I can use your bathroom.

- It is down the hall to the left.

- Thank you, great and powerful Oz.

Move.

- Perhaps we shall all use the bathroom.

- That's an interesting interpretation,

don't you think?

- Uh.

We will now take a 10-minute break.

You know what?

Let's make that 20. OK.

- [sobbing]

- Sage, are-- are you OK?

- It's a disaster, Lydia.

- It's OK.

Everybody flubs their lines.

So Dorothy had to take a tinkle in the Emerald Kingdom.

They'd be asking more questions if she didn't.

- The line, Lydia.

It's-- it's all of it.

I mean, ah, the production didn't

rearrange their schedule so I could

come back and do the play.

They-- they fired me.

- They fired you?

Why?

- I kept forgetting my lines.

I don't know what happened.

I've always been word perfect, like when I played both Romeo

and Juliet in the Shakespeare Festival

or when I played Glengarry and Ross in--

- OK, yeah, word perfect.

We get it.

- Just I wanted that role so badly.

And now it's gone.

- Been there.

It's a bummer when you lose a role you love.

- What if I can't do the rest of my lines?

Maybe you should go on instead.

- No.

You should.

- Hey.

Sage.

How's my leading lady? - Great.

Nothing to worry about.

I'll cut down on the ad libs in the next act.

- Good.

Perform like the entire drama department

rests on your shoulders.

Because it does.

- [chuckles]

- OK.

- As much as it pains me to say this,

you got this.

- Thanks, Lydia.

You're the best friend anyone could ask for.

- We're not-- you know what?

You're welcome.

Now go bring the house down.

- [sighs]

- That was a real cliffhanger, huh?

I'm on the edge of my seat.

- Are you serious?

- No, I have no idea what's going on.

- That was really good. - Thank you.

- Where'd you learn to lie like that?

- Oh, my gosh, your email went to my spam folder,

so I didn't get it.

You know, Melody has twisted her ankle,

so we're not gonna make it.

I'm so sorry.

I mean, I could go on and on all day,

but I shouldn't, and nor should you.

Copy?

- Hmm.

- Ms. Goldblatt, can I, um, go outside to get some fresh air?

- Off you go.

20 minutes. - Right. I'll be back.

- So how many times did I twist my ankle?

- Do you know what?

It's stunning that you can walk at all.

- Sage forgot her lines.

- Sage is bombing at the play?

This is huge.

[upbeat funky music]

- Oh, dear.

Toto, I'm afraid we might never make it out of here.

Auntie Em and Uncle Henry were right.

Kansas is home.

And we're so far from home.

- Ugh.

Dorothy, thank goodness you're alive.

- Tin Man, you're here.

Ah, but it's too late.

The Wicked Witch of the West is after--

she's after-- uh.

The Wicked Witch of the West is after--

- She's after the silver slippers and will

stop at nothing to get them.

- She's after the silver slippers and will

stop at nothing to get them.

- This may be the end, but I'm grateful for you,

my dear friends.

- This may be the end, but I'm grateful for you,

my dear friends.

Thank you.

[cheers and applause]

It turns out these silver slippers

have the power to take me anywhere, even home.

The only question is, how can I leave you?

Lost in this strange world

Under a different sky

Wandering and wondering

If I'd make it and survive

Starting on the brick road

Feeling I'd never find home

Until I met you.

- Hand in hand

We found a way together

Every step of the way, I will remember

- Through the thunderstorm

- Your heart kept us warm

- Your brain saved the day

- Your courage made us brave

both: I'm glad I'm here with you

- With you

- We're here at the end

I'm grateful, my friend

both: And I will always remember

Even when we're far apart

We're here for one another

Hand in hand

We can find our way together

Hand in hand

We can find our way together

[cheers and applause]

- That's my best friend!

That's Lydia!

Whoo!

[cheers and applause]

- [grunting]

- Hey.

That was legendary.

Who would have thought that Flying Monkey Number Two

was gonna steal the show?

- Share the show.

But I was iconic, wasn't I?

Besides, being a flying monkey kind of had its perks.

- And what makes you say that, huh?

Lydia? Lydia?

[upbeat music]

- I heard you're supposed to give show flowers to the star.

- Thank you.

- Can I walk you home?

- Yeah.

- Shall we?

- Hey, Julie, is Lydia around?

- Oh.

Hey, is that a bouquet of bananas?

- It's not a bouquet.

- It looks like a bouquet.

For Lydia.

- Just don't tell her, OK?

- OK.

- Thanks.

Want a banana?

- Sure.

Here it is, our first year of middle school

immortalized in print.

- I'm so proud of being best friend

to the Person of the Year.

- Um, I hate to disappoint you, but um--

- The Person of the Year is everybody?

I'm in here.

Best, best friend.

True story.

Julie, did you do this?

How?

- An assistant graphics editor never

divulges her secret, especially when

it involves mild trespassing.

[chuckles]

- Everybody's in here, even Manfred Manatee.

Oh, "Friendliest Mascot."

- "Ultimate Truth Seeker."

Someone finally gets me.

Maybe too well.

- "Drag Superstar."

That is so scrum.

- "Bringer of Kefi." And baklava.

- "Future EGOT Winner."

Oh, they forgot my Pulitzer, but it's sweet.

- "Chillest Vibe"?

Bro, that's scrum.

- "Best Class Clown and Level Seven Wizard."

- "Rock Climbing Enthusiast."

Finally.

- "DJ of the Year."

[imitates air horn]

- "Overshare Extraordinaire."

Just like my therapist says.

- "Hardest Hitting Journalist."

That's fit to print.

- Where are you?

- Huh, I guess I forgot about myself.

I do that a lot.

- Well, Jules, did we become popular?

- Maybe.

Did we dismantle the idea of popularity

and equalize the social order?

- Maybe.

We did learn that sharing the spotlight

can be just as good as having it all to yourself.

Well, what shall we rate this experiment?

- One flying monkey out of two.

- I'll write it down.

[sighs]

- What?

- Where's our book?

- I'm sure it's in here somewhere.

Um, um, um.

OK.

This isn't our book.

I grabbed the wrong one.

- Well, where is it?

[tense music]

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