Hey, guys.
Check it out!
Science Bob just sent us tickets
for his live show, Friday night.
I can't wait!
Actually, you can wait.
You just don't want to.
[sighs]
It's a figure of speech, Ricky.
- Ah, front row seats.
We're Science B's VIPs.
I hope he does that experiment
where he turns olive juice
into an olive,
using muscular astronomy.
Actually, it's molecular
gastronomy.
Which is the cooking
or eating of fine food.
[all sighing]
Whatever--as long as I get
to eat that delicious olive.
Technically
if it's made of juice,
you're drinking it.
[all sighing]
Ricky, you don't have
to be right all the time.
Yeah, you're always
correcting us.
I don't always.
In fact, there's
a lot of mistakes
you make that I think--
"Eh, not worth it."
[doorbell rings]
- Hey, Mae!
I got you a ticket
for Science Bob's
show this Friday.
- Get excited!
- I am excited.
But I'm not going.
What-- why?
That's Friday
the 13th.
Friday the 13th
is just a day
like any other day.
You really don't believe
in silly superstitions, do you?
No, not silly ones.
Just real ones.
Like Friday the 13th--
It's bad luck.
In reality, there's no such
thing as bad luck.
Friday the 13th is just
a day like any other day.
- Don't correct my friend.
- But you just said--
Pipe down, friend.
You may know the answers
to hard facts,
but you can't know for sure
superstitions aren't real.
Well, if you believe
in superstitions,
aren't you worried
about stepping on that crack?
Step on a crack,
break your mother's back.
And see?
Nothing happened.
[crash]
[Anne] Ow, my back!
- Mom, are you okay?
- She's fine.
Yeah, I just tweaked
my back carrying in
all the groceries by myself.
I'm sorry, hon.
I was just about
to beat my high score on Grocery
Hero.
You take virtual groceries
and put them away
on virtual shelves.
Sleep tight,
low-fat yogurt.
See, Ricky.
Step on a crack,
break your mother's back.
Actually, Mom's back
isn't broken.
It just hurts.
Besides, this isn't
bad luck.
It's just bad Dad.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.
- He is not a bad dad.
- I dropped the milk!
He is a bad husband.
Noted.
And I'll pick up
the real groceries.
Excuse me, my atlas
is getting cold.
I am sick of Ricky
being so sure he's right
and always correcting us.
Yeah, and he does
it to me all the time.
Like he's more
smartest than me.
We need to prove he can
be wrong about something.
What if we prove
superstitions are real?
So you do think
they're real?
[snorts] Of course not,
they're ridiculous.
Sorry.
So in order to prove
Ricky's wrong
about superstitions
not being real,
we have to convince
him superstitions are real?
Even though we know
they're not real?
Yeah, exactly.
See, now who's
more smartester?
[upbeat music]
- ♪ Na na na na na na ♪
- ♪ One, two, one, two, three,
four! ♪
[upbeat music]
Okay, I loosened all the screws
in Ricky's chair
so when he sits down,
it'll collapse
because of his "bad luck"
from walking under the ladder.
And then he'll have to admit
he was wrong about
superstitions.
- Are you sure
it's a good idea
to be messing with
superstitions like this?
What if Mae's right and--and
there's something to it?
I think it's a great idea.
It's clever, it's simple,
and it's got the element of
supplies.
You mean surprise?
No, supplies.
We didn't have
to buy any supplies.
That's a good plan.
Sweetie, that's
very nice of you,
but I told you,
my back is fine.
I can fold the laundry.
I know you can,
I just feel bad
about not helping
with the groceries.
Honey, I really appreciate
it but it really--
it's just better when
I do this kind of stuff.
Oh, I see.
It's because I don't
do things the Anne Way.
Huh?
Oh, you know what?
You're right, Tom.
You know, I'm sorry,
I should let you help out around
here more.
Ooh-- I was gonna do
the floors next.
- The floors?
- Yeah.
Well, put me in, coach.
I'm ready to sweep.
- Ohh.
- [chuckles]
Move the chairs!
I'm sorry.
Do it the Tom Way.
Thank you.
Real ma-chair, Anne.
I'm gonna put ma chairs
back where ma want them.
Oh, Ricky?
Lunch time!
You think I'm gonna be afraid
to walk under a ladder?
I told you--
superstitions are bologna.
Are you 100% sure?
Does this answer your question?
What was his answer?
What did you say?
Dicky!
What?
You walked
under the ladder.
I did?
Twice!
And nothing happened,
because there's
no such thing as bad luck.
We'll see about that.
Hey, guys, what do you say we
all sit down for some lunch?
Sure.
Lunch always
tastes better
when you're sitting
in a chair.
Go on-- sit, sit.
[yells]
Dicky, are you okay?
No, he's not okay.
It's bad luck from walking under
that stupid ladder!
Oh, please, I walked
under the ladder
and nothing happened to me.
How do you explain that?
I can't.
But, I can't explain
a lot of things,
like how do all the animals
know where the zoo is?
I saw this on Science Bob's
website.
The vinegar curdles the milk.
Makes it chunky,
sour, and gross.
[all]
Ugh.
All right, so phase two is set.
Now for phase one.
Nicky, where are
the cream puffs?
In the fridge.
Ahh, here they are.
Right above the fresh carton
of milk.
So, we gonna eat them
while we discuss phase one?
No, they are phase one.
Why did phase two
come before phase one?
Did they change math again?
No, math is the same.
Phase one--Ricky eats
the spicy cream puff.
What spicy cream puff?
This spicy cream puff.
Phase two--Ricky drinks
the spoiled milk
to cool his mouth.
Why would he drink
spoiled milk?
'Cause he doesn't know
it's spoiled.
Well then,
who's gonna tell him?
Nobody!
We don't want him to know.
The whole plan revolves
around the element
of not knowing.
Oh, then I'm good.
Now let's go get Ricky.
Ah, looks like Nicky's
been baking.
And left a mess which,
not to worry,
I will clean up.
Oh.
[chuckles]
But honey, I--
I thought you said
you were gonna clean up.
I will.
In Tom time.
But ah--there's milk out.
Noted.
[stammers]
But it's gonna spoil.
You know what, I'm so sorry.
Sorry.
I will let you do it.
But I can't live in Tom time!
Honey,
I said I'd do it!
[sighs]
Everything's gotta be done
the Anne way.
Oh, boy.
Here, let me just--
There we go.
Good thing the floor
is Tom clean.
Well, it's not my hair.
Ooh! Cream puffs!
My favorite!
Mmm...
Uh-oh.
Aaaah!
Fridge!
What the heck?
Yuck. Looks like
that milk is spoiled.
But this one's
fresh as a daisy.
Looks like
it's my lucky day.
You said the good milk
was in the fridge!
It was!
Well, how do you
explain this?
- I can't!
- And the cream puff switch?
- I can't!
- And phase two happening
before phase one?
Okay, I already
explained that.
The rest I can't explain.
Well, I can.
It's bad luck from the ladder!
No, it's not.
Look, we just need
to stick to the plan and
convince Ricky superstitions are
real.
Look, I don't wanna
tempt fate anymore.
- I'm out.
- No! Don't quit now!
Look, we're so close to proving
Ricky wrong about something.
All we have to do
is just come up with a plan
that leaves nothing
to chance.
Our Cousin Chance
from Idaho?
Why would we
leave it to him?
He's a baby!
I saw him go in.
Operation Broken Bathroom
is a go.
Oh, no!
Eew! Gross!
Shoot!
Aaah!
Ohh-- aah!
[breathing hard]
What the--
There's no such thing
as bad luck.
There's no such
thing as bad luck.
There is such a thing
as bad luck.
Help!
Let me outta here!
If the door handle's
broken, how's he gonna get out?
I took the hinge pins
out of the door, so one good
push will make it--
[loud thud,
thumping]
Bad luck is real!
I thought you don't believe
in that sort of thing.
I didn't... but I walked
under that ladder,
and now... all these things...
one after another...
it can't be a coincidence.
So you admit you were actually
wrong about something?
I... I guess I was.
Oh, my gosh.
Superstitions are real.
I heard you!
Superstitions are real!
Uh-oh.
Superstitions are real!
I think we broke
Ricky.
Superstitions are real!
[cheerful whistling]
Well, we got
the door fixed.
Superstitions are real.
Superstitions are real!
But Ricky's
still broken.
Hey, buddy...
you doing okay?
I don't know.
I don't know anything anymore!
This is bad, Dawn.
Don't worry.
He'll bounce back.
You know, ever since
he walked under that ladder,
strange, unexplainable
things have been happening.
They're not unexplainable.
They may not have gone
as we planned,
but we set them all up.
[static sizzle]
What was that?
Did you set that up too?
No.
[static sizzling]
[all screaming]
Guys, I'm sure there's
an explanation for this.
Don't freak out!
Superstitions are real!
And...now I broke everyone.
So, hey, last night
did you happen to run
the dishwasher, vacuum,
washer, and dryer
all at the same time?
Bingo! The big four.
Well, you blew the big fuse.
Everything stopped mid-cycle,
and now nothing is clean.
You mean
it's not "Anne Clean."
No, I mean it's not
any kind of clean.
Don't step on a crack.
Don't step
on a crack.
I stepped on a crack!
Quick! Spin around
to undo the curse!
Would you stop that?
[sighs]
- Where's Ricky?
- I don't know.
Last time I saw him,
he was yelling
at the map ball.
You mean...
the globe?
Round.
Flat.
I don't know which one
of you to believe anymore!
Liars!
This has gone
too far.
Ricky, superstitions
aren't real.
We were behind all the things
that happened--
the toothbrush,
the shower curtain,
the broken doorknob--
all of it.
But what about Dicky's chair
breaking
and Nicky's milk
being spoiled?
Those were supposed
to happen to you.
But they didn't.
Yeah. They happened
to us instead.
Because of bad luck.
It's not bad luck.
Nicky didn't walk under
the ladder,
so why would he
have bad luck?
And why has nothing
happened to me?
Yeah. Why has nothing
happened to you?
But whenever
we're around you,
bad things happen to us!
[Nicky]
You made us tempt fate
in the first place!
Yeah!
- Maybe you're the curse!
- Yeah!
Okay, that's absurd!
I'm not the curse.
Bad things don't happen to you
just because I'm around!
- Oh...
- Uhh!
It's the curse!
How do you explain
that we're down here
and you're up there?
I...
[stammers]
Tom...
you didn't use
furniture polish,
hard wood wax,
and Super Shine
to clean the floors,
did you?
Bingo! The big three.
Honey, you can't do that.
It'll make the floors
too slippery.
I mean, I can't
explain it,
- but there's no way I'm the--
[boys] Oh!
Oh, my gosh!
I am the curse!
Our house has gone
from bad to worse.
So come on, sage,
get rid of the curse!
Keep your distance.
Don't worry.
We will.
Is that my sage?
Yes. I'm using it
to get rid of the curse.
[doorbell rings]
[ding-dong]
Fine. You can get it.
- Whoa!
- Oh!
Just come in!
Hey, guys.
Happy Friday the 13th!
[thwack]
Ow!
So you guys
were totally right.
I shouldn't let some
silly superstition keep me from
having a good time.
So I'd love to go with you
tonight to see Science Bob.
I'm not going.
I don't believe
in science anymore.
I never believed in science.
You should get out of here,
Mae,
before something bad
happens to you.
Don't be crazy, Dawn!
Run, Mae!
Save yourself!
- Dawn!
- Go on, get outta here!
- Get!
- But my mom dropped me off--
- I said git!
[doorbell rings]
[all]
I'll get it!
Hello!
Science Bob?
What are you
doing here?
I called him.
I'm the one who got
you guys freaked out
about superstitions,
so I asked Science Bob
to help me set you straight.
Kids, I want you to know,
there's no such thing
as bad luck or curses.
Look, I'll prove it to you.
I will stand next to Dawn,
and you will see
that nothing will happen.
Because, as a celebrated
science educator,
- I can tell you beyond a--
- Your coat!
Oh, my gosh,
my pen is leaking.
That is so weird.
I just bought that pen. Huh.
That's okay-- luckily,
I keep a spare coat in my bag.
[ripping sound]
Hopefully, I keep some
spare pants in there as well.
Ha. Science Bob's
spare pants.
Wow. That is so weird.
Oh, my gosh.
It's you...
You are cursed!
Bad luck is real!
Yeah! It makes you
question everything,
like science.
Yeah. I mean, if I was
wrong about superstitions,
what else might I be
wrong about?
Maybe science is all a lie!
But Science Bob,
you're Science Bob!
Not anymore.
From now on, I'm just Bob.
Or maybe Barista Bob.
Bob's got bills.
Either way, I'm not gonna
need this anymore.
[kids gasp]
Good job, guys.
You broke Science Bob.
Just Bob.
I'll prove to you
that science isn't a lie.
Look, if we mix
these two things--
Stop!
You can't mix those.
I thought it would make
a big, foamy snake thing.
No...
[glass clinking]
If we want to make
a big, foamy snake thing,
you mix potassium iodide
with hydrogen peroxide.
Right, Bob?
Whatevs.
Watch.
Whoa!
- Cool!
- Awesome!
Big, foamy snake.
That will happen
every single time
you mix them.
It's almost like
you can depend on it.
So I guess in this case,
science was right.
I guess.
I wonder what else
science has been right about.
Well, there's that cool
olive trick Science Bob does.
Science is always right
about that.
Exactly!
Every time you add
sodium alginate to olive juice
and drop it in a calcium
chloride solution,
we know it always does this.
And we know it will
always be good eatin'!
Technically,
it's good drinking.
You see, science can prove
a lot of things,
so you shouldn't
give up on it.
Which means... I probably
shouldn't either.
I guess there are some
things we can know for sure.
And some things
we can't.
Like... whether this guy's
name is Bob or Just Bob.
And it's actually okay to not
have all the answers.
Exactly.
Wait a minute.
Was this all a setup
to trick us into
feeling better?
I'll never tell.
But I will.
We totally set it up!
Look at this mess!
This has "Tom Clean"
written all over it.
Coach is puttin' you in.
But wh--what the heck
happened here?
Science.
Science Bob?
Are you responsible for this?
Actually...
Run!
- ♪ Na na na na na na
na na na na na ♪
♪ 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! ♪