♪♪
- All right, Dawn.
This is your chance
to take the Fantasy
Fashion lead.
- You're going down, Mae.
Hit me with a scenario.
- Okay.
Find the perfect outfit
for a group hang
that includes a boy you like
who's really sweet
and loves cupcakes even though
his mom is a dentist.
[laughter]
- Really?
- What?
- You just want me
to pick out an outfit
for the next time
you see Miles.
- [scoffs]
You're on the clock, go!
[laughter]
- Uh...
Oh!
Pink and westerny?
- Pink, yes.
Westerny?
Aw, heck no.
- [groans]
Just tell me
what Miles likes.
- You're running out of time.
- Stop pressuring me!
- That's the game!
- We're running out of time!
- Stop pressuring me.
- That's the game.
- The Quad Squadron
is supposed to be a team.
- You're right.
Now get in formation,
and let's finish off
that helicarrier!
[all yelling]
- All that noise
for a stupid video game?
I just don't get
boys sometimes.
- [groans]
Where is my pink skirt?
Ugh!
- All that noise
for a stupid fashion game?
I just don't get
girls sometimes.
Bogey on your six!
[video game sounds]
- Ugh! I can't concentrate
with that noise!
[video game sounds]
[music volume increases]
- Keep it down up there!
- Keep it down, down there!
[video game sounds]
[banging]
all: Keep it down!
[video game sounds]
[electronic music]
[laughter]
all: What did you do?
[laughter]
[upbeat music]
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na,
na, na, na, na, na ♪
[whistling]
♪ ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
♪ One, two ♪
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
♪
- Whoa!
- Mom's gonna beat
your high score.
- Oh, I'm not worried.
It's called the Papa Tom Shot
for a reason.
[laughter]
- 'Cause Mama
hadn't shot on it yet?
[laughter]
- [mimicking] Because
Mama hadn't shot on it.
[murmuring]
[laughter]
- Hey, Mae!
Ready for a little
Friday dine and dish?
- Yeah,
sorry our "Movie Monday"
and our
"Just the Two of Us Tuesday"
kind of became
group hangs with Miles.
- Hey, it's all good, Mae.
Okay, now let's
get into the dishing.
Okay, so in the middle of math
class, Riley said she wanted--
- Hey, girl!
- Sorry, that's
my text chime for Miles.
[laughing]
He's so funny.
- [chuckles]
What'd he say?
- He said, "Hi."
[laughter]
- You had to be there.
[chuckles]
- I am here.
[laughter]
Okay, anyway,
in the middle of math class,
- Hey, girl!
- Keep going,
I won't check it.
- Riley said--
- Hey, girl!
- That she wanted--
- Hey, girl!
- Wanted to--
- Hey, girl!
- Please check it!
- No, I'll silence it.
- So she said that she--
- Hey, girl!
[laughter]
- Oh.
- Don't worry, Dawn.
He doesn't have to sit with us.
- No, it's--it's cool,
we can make it a group hang.
Again.
- Great!
- Hey!
Okay, now that
we're all hey'd up,
back to dishin'.
Okay, so in the middle
of math class, Riley--
[both giggling]
Stood on her desk and burped
the "Star Spangled Banner."
[laughter]
In Portuguese!
While...
juggling three kittens.
[chuckles]
♪ Meow, meow, meow, me-meow,
meow, meow, meow ♪
[chuckles]
Me-out!
[laughter]
[machine dinging]
Hey, Dad, what's wrong?
- Oh, nothing, nothing.
What's uh...
what's wrong with you?
- Nothing...
Mae keeps blowing me off
for Miles!
- Your mama still
hasn't missed a shot!
Oh, yours is worse,
[laughter]
Listen, honey,
uh, you know, sometimes
when a friend's in a new
relationship, you can, uh,
you can feel
like a third wheel.
But, uh, you know, just
give her time, and eventually
she will make shot
after shot after shot!
- You can go.
- Oh, thank you.
[laughter]
Hey, there, honey!
Looks like you're really putting
the biscuit in the basket.
- Not now, Tom,
I'm in the zone.
- Oh, the zone.
I love the zone.
[nervous chuckle]
Zone, zone, zone, zone!
- Sh!
- Zone, zone, zone, zone!
- Sh!
- Zone, zone, zone, zone!
- Boys!
- Okay, Dad.
- Zone, zone, zone, zone!
- You heard the lady.
- Get out of her zone.
[powers off]
- Wait, what? What?
Nooo!
[gasping]
You!
[laughter]
- No, not me.
Them!
boys: Us?
- You!
They pushed me
into the cord.
- Oh, they pushed me
into ne-ne-ne-ne-ne.
- [mimicking]
- What is all this?
- You're doing all this, I'm--
- Na-na-na-na-na.
- I love when we get
a new game at the store.
[laughter]
♪ ♪
[video game sounds]
[laughter]
[barks]
- No, Mae, I understand.
Well, Mae is with Miles.
Again.
Which means I'm free.
Again.
[laughter]
So do you guys
want to do something?
- We are doing something.
- I meant with me.
- Oh, then no.
- Hey, why don't I just play
this Maxbox game with you?
boys: No! No! No! No!
- See, we're kinda
at the final boss,
so now's not the best time
to add a new pilot.
- Besides, aren't you and Mae
supposed to be having
a chow and chat?
- It's dine and dish, and no.
I'm joining in!
- Ugh, fine.
Pause.
Look, if you're going to
join the Quad Squadron,
it's very important
to stick to our strategy.
- We have a very specific
nine-part battle plan.
- I have it written on my leg
if you forget anything.
- Step one, we fly in slow
and tight to avoid their radar.
- Step two--
- Unpause.
boys: Wait!
- There's the enemy!
I'm going in!
- No, that's not the enemy!
- That's us!
- Read my leg!
[laughter]
[video game sounds]
- [gasps]
- That's a short game.
- I never loved you!
- Is this because Mae
canceled your snack and snark?
- It's gobble and gossip.
- It's dine and dish!
And no, she did not cancel.
She just keeps turning
all of our Dawn/Mae stuff
into Dawn/Mae/Miles stuff.
- Ahh.
- Miles.
- The third wheel blues.
- I mean,
I'm glad she's happy, but...
what am I gonna do,
try to keep them apart
so I can hang out with her?
Look, I can't do that.
Here,
let's just play the game.
- No!
[laughter]
- What Nicky's
trying to say is...
why can't you do that?
Nobody enjoys
being a third wheel.
- You're right!
I think it's time to get
rid of that third wheel.
- Aren't you the third wheel?
- No, it's Miles!
Miles is the third wheel!
[laughter]
And you guys are gonna
help me get rid of him.
- Um, why would we do that?
- Because if you don't,
your little Quad Squadron
is going to get
a fourth wheel.
boys: [gasping]
No!
[laughter]
- Then it looks like "Operation:
Everybody Loses a Wheel" is on.
[laughter]
[barks]
[laughter]
♪ ♪
[laughter]
- Oh, yes! Boom!
High score!
- Congratulations, hon.
- What? You're--
You're not mad that
I broke your record?
- Not at all.
Hey, you're better than me
at this game,
and I am fine with it.
- Oh, well.
- [giggling]
[mimicking] You're not mad
that I broke your record.
[laughter]
[machine beeping]
- Okay.
Time to separate my best friend
from her boyfriend.
Hey, Mae, there you are!
Oh, we need to talk.
Alone.
It's an emergency.
Would you excuse us?
[laughter]
- Okay.
- What's the emergency?
- It's a fashion emergency.
- You look fine--
- No!
You. Your socks.
They don't go with your outfit!
Here, switch socks with me
before Miles notices.
- Switching socks
is not a thing.
- Then let's make it a thing.
boys: Hey, Miles!
- What are you doing here?
- Just hanging out with Mae.
boys: Dude!
- What?
- That's every day this week!
- Yeah.
- Just saying,
if I had fries every day,
I'd get sick of them.
- I'm not sick of her.
- But how can you be sure
she's not sick of you?
- What are you talking about?
- We're talking
about girl stuff.
- And we live with a girl,
so we know girl stuff.
- If she sees too much of you,
she's gonna get tired of you.
- Yeah, Dawn see us every day
and she can't stand us.
- Ugh, your socks are itchy.
- Oh, but they look good.
Isn't that all that matters?
[laughter]
Oh!
You know what you need?
Some french fries.
- No, thanks.
I just had some.
- You're--get--
get some more!
- I don't want more.
- Yes, you do.
- No, I don't.
- You're getting more.
- But I don't want Mae
to get tired of me.
This is bad.
- Don't worry.
I'm sure a solution will present
itself any second now.
- Hey, Nicky!
Mae wants an order
of onion rings.
- Onion rings?
That's weird.
Mae never orders onion rings.
- Yeah,
she always orders fries.
- Well, she just told me
she's had fries every day
this week and she's
absolutely sick of them.
Good thing you're not a fry.
[laughter]
Anyway, now
she wants onion rings.
- Bad news,
we're all out of onion rings.
- Ah!
- Oh, no!
That's just gonna make her
want them even more.
- Oh, it's gonna be fine,
just give her these fries.
She never gets tired
of fries, right, buddy?
- I got your fries!
- I don't want fries!
- She doesn't want fries?
What do I do?
- Make yourself unavailable
and she'll want you even more.
- But I am available.
- Not if you're hanging with us.
- You guys
would do that for me?
boys: Dude!
- Yummy, yummy, yummy!
- Seriously, I can't even
look at those fries.
- Hey, Mae, I know
we're supposed to hang, but...
I'm unavailable. Bye!
Nice socks, Dawn.
- What just happened?
- I don't know,
but I guess that means
you're free for
the rest of the day.
So what do you want to do?
- Why doesn't Miles
want to hang out with me?
- Oh, look, I think you're
focusing on the wrong thing.
The important this is--
I want to hang out with you.
- He said
he liked your socks.
Even though
they were my socks.
- Look, forget the socks.
- When I was wearing them,
he didn't even notice.
I've got no socks appeal.
- Well, here's something
to take your mind off it.
How about
a little dine and dish?
So you've got your dine,
now do you have
anything to dish?
- I do.
- Then go ahead!
- [sniffles]
I miss him so much!
♪ ♪
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na,
na, na, na, na, na ♪
- Okay, Mae. Here's our next
Fantasy Fashion scenario.
You're going to a swanky
pool party at The Weeknd's
on a weekend.
What do you wear?
- Will Miles be there?
- No.
- What difference
does it make?
- Come on, Mae, it's like
you're not even trying.
- What makes you say that?
[laughter]
- Do you really want to end
the game with zero points?
- Yes!
I like that zero!
It reminds me of
Miles' cute, round head.
- [sighs]
Ricky! Listen,
Mae is really miserable.
I think I made a big mistake.
Look, we have to get Mae and
Miles back together again.
- But what if we don't want to?
- You have to.
- Okay, I understand that.
But what if we don't want to?
- [sighs]
Look, just let me talk to Miles.
- Uh, you can't,
he's not available
at the moment.
- Well, where is he?
- He's with Millie.
both: Shh!
- Millie?
- Yeah, Millie.
both: Shh!
- Uh, sorry, Dawn. Gotta go!
- What? Ugh.
I can't believe
Miles is with another girl.
- So you guys
ready to take flight
in good old Millie?
boys: Yeah!
[laughter]
- This...
is...
awesome!
[laughter]
- I can't believe
Miles' dad is a pilot.
- I don't know, guys.
It feels wrong...
keeping Mae and Miles apart
just because we wanna play
in his dad's
flight simulator.
- Well,
when you say it like that,
it makes us sound horrible.
- Then let's not say it
like that anymore.
both: Roger that.
boys: Whoo!
- [chuckles]
That was so much fun.
- Even the crashing is fun.
- Yeah.
- Good thing,
'cause crashing is all we do.
[laughter]
boys: Uh-oh!
[laughter]
- Let me handle this.
Nut?
- No,
I have to talk to Miles.
- Nut?
That's how you handle this?
- Well, I wasn't gonna
give her my raisins.
- I'm not interested
in your snacks!
Miles needs to forget about
Millie and get back with Mae.
Preferably without Mae
knowing that I was the one
that drove them apart
in the first place.
So where is he?
- All right,
here's the truth.
Miles just took off.
- With Millie?
- Yeah.
He loves that Millie.
- Love?
I can't believe
Miles could do that to Mae.
I have to find Miles and Millie,
and fix this.
- She knows Millie
is in there, right?
- You don't think Dawn thinks
Millie's an actual girl, do you?
both: Nah.
[laughter]
♪ ♪
- Come on, Langer, faster!
I gotta get my high score back.
- I don't think this is in my
job description, Mr. Harper.
- Neither is complaining.
Just feed me the rock!
- Really, Tom?
[laughs]
I can't believe you would cheat
just to beat my high score.
- Mr. Harper made me do it!
- [scoffs]
- Thank you, Langer.
Yes, okay, you caught me.
- Uh-huh.
- I'm a cheater,
but for a good reason!
You're so much better than me.
- Oh, honey, I'm so sorry...
for being so good.
[laughs]
- Not as good as this kid.
- Whoa.
[game dinging]
She's better than both of us.
Trip me.
- [clears throat]
- Okay, I just gotta go
over here for a second.
Oh! Oh! Oh!
- Oh, dear!
- Oh! Oh!
- Oh.
Oh! Oh!
- Oh!
- What the heck?
- Oh, honey,
we are so sorry.
- Yes, but since it's broken
anyway,
you should probably just go.
- [chuckles]
- Or...
you could plug it back in.
[laughter]
- Yes, sir.
- And let my daughter play
till she gets the high score.
- Of course, sir.
- [chuckles]
Plug it in, plug it in,
plug it in...
- Oh, right.
- Plug it in, plug it in,
plug it in, plug it in!
- Oh, hey,
you're Millie, right?
- Yeah.
- Hello, Millie.
- Oh, I know you.
- You don't say.
- You're the Edgewood Buffalo's
goal keeper, right?
- Yeah, what's it to you?
- You're good.
- Thank you!
Don't try to sweet-talk me,
Millie.
I saw on your FaceShack page
that you just checked in here.
And it also said that you and
Miles are "friends."
So where is he?
And why are you trying to steal
my BFF's BF, GF?
- What?
I don't like Miles!
I'm only FaceShack friends
with him
because his mom is my dentist.
- Oh!
[giggles]
Your dentist.
Oh, sorry.
Wrong Millie.
Don't forget to floss.
- Wait.
I thought Miles
was with Mae.
- He is.
But apparently he took off
with some "Millie"
earlier today.
- Really?
Your BFF's BF is running around
with some other Millie
all willy-nilly?
- Yeah!
- No BF should treat their GF
like that.
- You're right.
And as that GF's BFF,
I need to find that BF ASAP
and teach that D-O-G
some R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
- W-O-R-D.
[laughter]
[upbeat music]
[all screaming,
alarm blaring]
[alarm blaring]
[mechanical whirring]
- We are so not good at this.
- Don't worry.
Even my dad crashes sometimes.
- Really?
- No.
I'm gonna go get us
some more snacks.
[laughter]
- You know what I love most
about this?
- All these cool knobs
and switches?
[clattering]
- May be why
we keep crashing.
- No!
What I love is that Dawn
can't ruin this for us.
- Oh, hello, Miles.
♪ ♪
[door slams]
- Hey, Dawn.
Why are you looking at me like
you want to hurt me?
- Mae really liked you.
And I thought
you really liked her.
- I do.
- Then why are you spending
all your time with Millie?
- Because your brothers told me
Millie would keep my mind
off Mae.
- My brothers!
Can't believe
they were in on this.
- In on it?
They love Millie more
than I do.
- What?
- Yeah.
They're in there with her
right now.
- What?
[laughter]
- See?
Isn't Millie great?
- What?
[laughter]
[pounding on door]
- [gasps]
Uh, guys?
We got a problem.
- Air speed is fine.
All gauges normal.
- No, we have a real problem.
- You kept Mae and Miles apart
for a flight simulator?
- She's onto us.
What are we gonna do?
- Let's get outta here!
[laughter]
- Dicky,
this thing doesn't really fly.
- [gasps]
Doesn't matter. She's onto us.
- You said that already!
- No!
She's onto us.
[all screaming]
- Get rid of her!
- It's gonna take
more than that.
Or that!
[laughter]
Okay, okay.
That almost got me.
- I'll take care of this.
[mechanical whirring]
Ugh!
I can't shake her!
- I can't believe
you guys could be so selfish.
- Don't blame us!
Keeping Mae and Miles apart
was all your idea.
- But I realized I was wrong
and tried to fix it.
- By telling Mae the truth?
- Well, no, but--
- Now!
She's distracted!
- We did it!
[alarm blaring]
- We're going down!
[all screaming]
[tires squeak]
[tone dinging]
- We did it!
We landed the plane.
- But what about Dawn?
We can't just leave her
up there.
- She's not up there, Dicky.
- Yes, I am!
[all screaming]
- Okay, fine,
we were all selfish
and none of us
were totally truthful.
- But if you would just
fly this thing,
you'd understand.
- I doubt it.
I mean, what's so great
about a big plane with no wings?
This...
is...
awesome!
[laughs]
You guys were right.
This was totally worth it.
- Was it?
- Ah!
- Mae, what are you doing here?
- Miles texted me that something
weird was going on.
And he was right.
I can't believe
you'd do this to me.
- And I can't believe
you guys would do this to me.
- Dude...
- Dude.
- Mm. Dude.
- Dude.
- Dude?
- Dude.
[laughter]
- That's it?
You're all made up?
- Yeah.
We're dudes.
- Ugh.
I don't get boys sometimes.
[laughter]
Dude?
- Girl.
- Right.
Look, Mae, I really am sorry.
I was a jerk.
I just didn't want to lose you
'cause you were spending
all your time with Miles,
so I did something really dumb;
I got my brothers involved.
- I want to be mad at you,
I really do,
but all you really wanted to do
was spend time with me,
which I get,
'cause I'm awesome.
- [chuckles]
Look, I really am sorry.
- Me too.
And I promise
I'll always make time for you.
- And I promise I will never
try to drive you
and Miles apart again.
- Just one question:
is Millie really all that?
- Girl...
- Dude!
[laughter]
- They're never coming out,
are they?
boys: Dude!
both: Girl!
[engines whooshing]
[laughter]
♪♪
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
[whistling]
♪ ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪