- Attention, Edgewood students.
The rosters
for all clubs and sports teams
are now being posted.
Go, Buffaloes.
- I'm so nervous.
What if I didn't make the team?
It'll be terrible.
I'll be humiliated.
But what if I did?
Imagine.
I'll be
the first fifth grader
to ever make
the sixth grade team.
I'll be a legend.
But what if I didn't?
It'll be like a horrible kick
in the shins.
- Ow, can we switch now?
- Pfft, no way.
- I can't look.
- Don't worry.
I got your back.
- Don't leave me.
- Say konnichiwa
to the new president
of the Japanese Language Club.
This is gonna look subarashii
on my college applications.
- How is that a club,
but they wouldn't let me start
the Kiss Dicky For $1 Club?
- Dawn!
Dawn, you made the team!
- Yes!
- Ow.
- ♪ I made the soccer team ♪
♪ I made the soccer team ♪
♪ I made
the soccer team ♪
[laughs]
What's up, teammates?
Feels so good to say that.
Teammates. Teamies.
- Look, Dawn,
you may have made the team,
but you haven't made "the team."
Come on, team.
- So I made the team
but I haven't made "the team?"
What does that mean?
[panicky]
What does that mean?
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- [whistling melody]
♪ ♪
[rhythmic clapping]
- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
- [whistling melody]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na-na ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na,
na-na ♪
- ♪ One, two ♪
- ♪ Na, na, na ♪
- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
[girls laughing]
- What should I do?
I mean, I don't know what to do,
but what do you think
I should do?
- Well, first you stab the food
with your fork,
then lift the fork to your mouth
and let the teeth take over.
- I know how to eat.
It's just--
I don't know what they meant
about being on the team
and not being on "the team."
- Look, there's an empty seat.
Just go over, sit down,
and start talking.
You just learned how to eat.
That's a conversation starter.
- You're right.
I'm going in.
Hey, soccer sisters.
I'm psyched I made the team,
but I got to ask,
how do I make "the team"?
- Look, Dawn,
you're a newbie
and team tradition is,
newbies have to
pass the initiation
before they earn a place
at our table.
- Well, how do I do that?
- Do something table-worthy.
We know
you're a good soccer player,
but show us
what other skills you have.
Wow us.
- Hmm.
I speak some Japanese.
Konnichi-what!
- Do you guys remember when
Dawn was all, "konnichi-what!"
[laughter]
- How come you guys
didn't laugh when I did it?
- It's much funnier
with gloves on.
Everything is funnier
with gloves on.
- Well,
what about Kyle the mime?
He's not funny.
No offense, Kyle.
- What are you studying for?
- Social Studies test.
- Aren't we in the same
Social Studies class?
- Yes, we are.
- Does that mean
I have a Social Studies test?
- Yes, you do.
- Oh, well,
then I better prepare...
to get out of the test.
I need just the right excuse.
Fake vomit?
Nah, I use that
to get out of Math.
Ooh, bloody nose.
- That's my shirt.
- I wasn't gonna
ruin one of mine.
That's the puddin'.
- Is that an X-ray?
- Here comes Windpipe Williams.
It's showtime.
- Please don't make him
turn his head.
That weird voice thing
freaks me out.
- Challenge accepted.
- Hey, Harpers.
- Hi, Mr. Williams.
- Are you ready
for the Social Studies test?
- Pardon me?
- [constricted]
I think you heard me.
- Right, about that test.
There was a car accident.
- Is that a...
[constricted]
Toy car in your sternum?
- Apparently I swallowed it
during dinner.
Guess I ate too fast,
too furious.
- Hmm.
[constricted]
Ricky, is your brother...
[normal voice]
Telling the truth?
- I, uh...
- Go ahead, Ricky.
Tell him the truth.
- [voice modulating]
A simple yes or no will suffice.
- He's lying.
- Thank you for your honesty,
Ricky.
I will see you both...
[constricted]
in class.
[normal voice] Hey, Gail.
[constricted] Wait up.
- Thanks a lot.
You're supposed to have my back.
You broke The Quad Code.
- You told me to tell the
truth.
- Not the real truth,
the truth I wanted you to tell.
[sighs]
- Not funny, Kyle.
Dicky.
- I'm not talking to you.
- But, Dicky--
- Everything okay, gentlemen?
- Yeah, just excited
about the test.
High five.
Whoops. Don't worry.
No arm, no foul.
I'll just run to the nurse.
- Oh, sure, sure.
Let me get you a hall pass.
There you go.
Really?
- Now I got to go see the nurse
about this weird extra hand.
- Sit down, Dicky.
- Dicky, listen.
- I'm not talking to you.
- Mr. Williams,
report to the parking lot.
Your car is being towed.
Go Buffaloes.
- What?
[constricted]
Why is my car being towed?
[normal voice]
Today's test is...
[voice cracking]
postponed.
- No test?
Yes! Yes!
I can't wait to go home
and celebrate.
- Shouldn't you go home
and study?
- For what?
- Hey, do you think it's silly
I got her one cake for good news
and one cake for bad news?
- I think it's silly
that you made
the bad news cake chocolate.
I mean, I really want her
to make the team,
but I really love
chocolate cake.
I'm really being pulled
in two directions here, Anne.
- Dawn, I know you
didn't make "the team"...
but at least you made the team.
- Oh, sweetie!
That's incredible.
I'm so proud of you.
We knew you'd make it.
See?
- The receipts and security
tags are just for decoration.
- Thanks, guys.
- Let's go clean you
a piece of cake.
- Yeah, have at it.
Enjoy.
Good stuff.
- So, pretty cool what happened
in social studies today, huh?
- Yeah, good stuff
happens to me all the time.
I'm pretty sure there's a word
for that in Japanese.
- It was me.
- Let me try that.
It-was-me.
- No, it was me.
- It-was-me.
- No, I called
the tow truck company.
- I don't speak Japanese, man.
What are you saying?
- I got the test postponed!
- So my "it-was-me"
was because of you?
- Yes.
Yes, it was.
- You covered for me?
- It's The Quad Code.
Quads before quizzes.
- Whoa, thanks, bro.
You got a guy's car towed
for me.
You're a total rebel.
- Well,
say hello...
to Rebel Ricky.
- Can you imagine
how much trouble you'd be in
if Mr. Williams ever found out?
- Trouble? What do you mean?
- Well, first you'd get,
like, a month of detention...
- Detention?
- Maybe even kicked out
of school.
- K-kicked out of school?
But if I get kicked out,
it'll ruin my permanent record,
which means I definitely
won't get into a good college,
and instead of being the first
lawyer-president-astronaut,
I'm gonna be broke and alone,
sleeping on your couch,
eating your pizza scraps
for the rest of my life!
- Dude, don't worry.
That's never gonna happen.
I'd give you a month.
Then you're out.
- Excuse me,
do you know what time it is?
'Cause I do.
It's wow-o'clock,
and Dawn's buying!
- Kyle, I'm working here.
- Wow.
- I got a wow?
- Wrong kind of wow.
Mm.
- Nothing is working.
Why won't my wow come out?
Maybe I'm just wow-stipated.
Or maybe I've lost my wow.
You're right.
I don't deserve to be
on the team
or "the team."
Thanks for listening, Mary.
- Whoa, this is my jam.
- Hey, team.
Nicky!
I'm so sorry.
I'll get napkins.
[girls giggling]
- That was hilarious, Dawn.
- It was?
- Total wow.
- It was.
- The way you made it look
like an accident?
[all laugh]
- Yep,
totally did that on purpose.
But you knew that,
'cause the proof
was in the pudding.
- [laughs]
Congratulations, Dawn.
Look like someone's ready for...
this.
- Don't worry, everybody.
My sister's getting me napkins
as we speak.
She's totally got my back.
[kids murmuring]
- Oh, guess she doesn't.
[girls laughing]
- You know, Dawn,
I'm going to go out on a limb
and say that pudding
is the new gloves.
- I got lots of ways
to wow you.
But if you liked it,
I'm not "pudding" up a fight.
[laughter]
- We'll see you
at your dad's store.
- See you there.
[groans]
Have you guys seen Nicky?
I got to talk to him.
- You can't.
Mom picked him up
after you "dessert-ed" him.
- Was he mad at me?
- He didn't say.
- He couldn't.
His face was crusted shut
with pudding.
- Oh, no.
- Well, I'm off
to Japanese Language Club.
Sayonara.
- Hey, Harpers.
I was talking with the tow
truck company, and apparently,
a little boy called using
a fake Japanese accent.
And I know exactly who it was.
- You do?
- Of course I do, Ricky.
[constricted]
It was Dicky.
Both: What?
- Don't act innocent.
You faked the X-ray,
you faked...
[constricted]
your hand falling off,
[normal voice]
And you faked being
concerned Japanese citizen...
[constricted]
Ricky-san.
- Mr. Williams, I promise,
it wasn't me.
Ask Ricky.
He'll tell you.
- [constricted]
Ricky?
- Go ahead, Ricky.
You like telling the truth,
remember?
Imagine how much trouble
you'd be in?
Month of detention,
kicked out of school.
Kicked out of school!
It was me!
- Dicky did it!
- What?
- I knew it. Detention.
[constricted]
Come with me.
- What happened to quads
before quizzes?
- I don't want to hear it,
Kyle.
- Nicky, there you are.
Here are those napkins
just like I promised.
- Little late.
I spent two hours
scraping pudding off my body.
My face came off in one piece.
- Nicky, it was an accident.
I swear I would never
do something like that to you on
purpose.
- I guess you're right.
I know you wouldn't.
- I'm really sorry.
Are you mad at me?
- How could I be mad?
You wowed the soccer girls,
mom bought me
this sweet new track suit,
and my face is pudding soft.
- So we're cool?
- We're cool.
Now go make me proud.
- How it goes, Buffaloes?
- You know, Dawn, if you're
gonna officially be one of us,
you'll be needing one of these.
- Wow.
- You earned it.
That pudding bit was hilar.
- So hilar.
Wish I could see it again.
- Yep, too bad
no one video-ed it
so you could
watch it over and over.
- That's a great idea.
You should dump pudding
on your brother again,
but this time,
we'll get it with our phones.
- You know, these things are
never as funny the second time,
so...
So, about that headband?
I got a head.
You got a band.
Let's make this happen.
- Not yet.
We have to get that on video.
- But what if I don't want
to dump pudding on Nicky again?
- Sorry, Dawn, but we told you.
Newbies have to do
whatever the team says.
- That's the way
it's always been.
It's tradition.
- And now it's your turn.
See you at lunch tomorrow.
- Great news.
Mom said
I can wear this bad boy
to school tomorrow as long as
I don't get anything on it.
- But I didn't call
a tow truck.
Why don't you believe me?
- Because this year
you have already set free
a tank full of turtles
to get out of a Biology test.
- Faked an allergic reaction
to pencils
to get out of a Math test.
- And let's not forget
about the time you got out of
an English essay by pretending
to see a wolf outside.
- You're literally the boy
who cried wolf.
- But I didn't do it this time.
- Fine, Dicky.
If you didn't do it,
then who did?
- I don't know who did it,
but I wish whoever did
would come forward
and help a brother out.
- Well, you're grounded.
- For a month.
- Ah, come on.
That's six whole weeks.
- It'll give you time to
brush up on your Social Studies.
- Maybe take a glance
at a calendar.
- Dude,
how can you just sit there?
Tell them the truth.
- I can't tell the truth.
My future's riding on this.
I'm sorry.
I wish I could be
a bad boy like you, but I'm not.
- You're right.
You're not a bad boy.
You're a bad guy.
- White suit coming through.
- Dawn?
- Oh, hey!
Didn't see you there
at the place you always are.
- What are you doing?
Sit down.
Look at this ginormous bowl
of pudding.
We're ready.
- Yep, totally gonna do this.
All right.
Here I go.
Better walk slow
to avoid spilling.
- Here you go.
- I can get my own spork,
Ricky.
- Thought you weren't talking
to me.
- I'm not.
Starting now.
- Could you grab me
some napkins, please?
- Sure.
Starting now.
- Nicky told me what you did,
Ricky.
You should get
the silent treatment.
You should also get
the strawberry pretzel salad.
- Good news, dicky.
I've got something fun
planned for detention today.
You'll be scraping chewing gum
off the bottom of desks.
And the nose gum.
Know what I mean?
- Yes.
- That's boogers.
- I said I know.
- Lots and lots
and lots of nose gum.
In fact, there's almost
no chewing gum at all.
No, it's all nose gum.
Which is boogers.
- I called the tow truck.
[constricted]
- What?
[normal voice]
Ricky, you do not have to cover
for your brother.
- I'm not covering.
It's the truth.
- Dawn?
You're still here.
- Okay, here I go.
Double time.
- There's no way Ricky did this.
- Yes, he did.
- Why won't you just believe
me?
- Because you're Ricky.
Everyone knows you
don't have it in you.
- If I didn't have it in me,
would I do this?
Both: Ricky!
- That's for trying
to dump pudding on Nicky.
- You were going
to dump pudding on me?
Again?
- On purpose.
- Wow, Ricky,
thanks for having my back.
- What was that for?
- For not having Dicky's back.
- Thanks, Nicky.
But Ricky just tried
to make things right.
So according to The Quad Code.
- That's it.
All three of you...
[voice modulating]
detention for the entire month.
- That's 40 whole days!
- And the next person
who gets even a crumb of food
on the floor gets to join them.
- Sorry, Mr. Williams,
I can't let my brothers
go to detention alone.
It's The Quad Code.
- Not my face.
- Well, at least there's enough
nose gum for the four of you.
That's boogers.
[constricted]
See you in detention.
- [laughing]
That was so hilar.
- [laughing]
It was hyster.
- But we were laughing so hard
we forgot to record it.
You need to do it again.
- No.
- What?
- Look, I want to be
on the soccer team,
but not if I can't be
on this team.
And I'm not gonna be a part
of your dumb old traditions.
The only way I should have to
wow you is on the soccer field.
- But this is the way
it's always been.
- Well,
maybe it's time for a change.
This school hasn't won
a championship in 27 years,
but I'm hoping
we can end that tradition too.
- Maybe we have been
focusing on the wrong team.
- Yeah, I didn't really like it
when we were newbies.
- Then maybe it's time
we start some new traditions.
See you at practice tomorrow,
teammate.
- Oh, I'll be there.
Right after detention.
- You know, there is an upside
to getting dumped on.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[whistling melody]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪
- [cheerful melody]
- ♪