Your performance is disappointing.
Misery is declining in Cedar Valley.
While joy is on the rise!
There's nothing I can do! They opened a dog rescue!
You can't expect me to compete with puppies!
That is precisely what the Chairman expects.
Don't send me to the Flow of Failed Phantoms!
Please! I can do better!
They had puppies!
[sighs] Just one last ghost to review.
‐Not him. ‐Must we?
The Ghost Council summons...
Scratch.
[whooshes]
[rattles]
[munching] Hm‐what?
Hey! The Ghost Council! You guys are lookin' good.
Especially you, Mr. Tower of Dour, here.
Mr. Chairman, emanema‐nee! [chuckles]
‐[splats] ‐Scratch, you are rude!
‐Crude! ‐And disgusting!
But we can't argue with your numbers.
Your town of Brighton is truly a miserable place.
We shall mark your performance as "adequate."
Now, our work is done!
Yes, we are off to the Haughty Haunts Club!
Oh! I've never been. I hear it's nice.
Is there a dress code? Should I put on pants?
Also, should I put on legs?
[laughs] You are not invited, Scratch.
But you are dismissed.
[whooshes]
[splats, pops]
Jerks! Who needs 'em?!
Didn't wanna go to their stupid club, anyway!
I like being alone! I like being by myself!
I don't need‐‐ Any. Body. Else!
[theme music playing]
[Molly] Ah, Brighton!
You know what I see here‐‐ limitless potential!
[cracks, bangs]
[raccoons chitter]
Know what I see? A clean slate.
And let's keep it that way, Darryl.
No more disasters, flammable or otherwise.
I make no promises.
[phone rings]
Hey, Mom! We're almost there.
I know. I've been tracking you.
Tell Peter to step on it!
[both] Hi, Grandma Nin!
[Dad] Ah! Here we are, McGees!
Well, it's not the worst house we ever lived in.
Oh. Hold on, that's not our house.
This is our house.
[Mom, Molly, Darryl] Ohh.
[Grandma] Turn me around so I can see.
Ew! Turn me back.
Granted, it is a bit of a fixer‐upper.
[cracks, thuds]
Dad, I'm not gonna lie to you.
I love it! [laughs] Whoo!
Huh, what? A family moving into my house?!
Oh, no‐no‐no‐no! I gotta stop‐‐
‐[splats] ‐Ooh!
Oh, wow! My new bedroom is...
kind of a dump.
It needs the Molly McGee touch!
Ugh... Hey‐hey! Those cobwebs are vintage!
[gasps] A ghost?!
Okay, Molly. Okay, focus up.
You've never met a ghost before. Make a good impression.
‐Ghost hug! ‐[squishes]
Sorry about that. Here we go.
Hey, does this go here? How 'bout a‐‐ heh.
I guess I can be a little too friendly, sometimes.
Yeah, well, I'm not!
‐Be gone, human! ‐Whoa...
‐Whoa! ‐[chuckles]
‐Huh?! ‐Did you just make me fly?!
This attic has everything and it comes with a bonus you!
I'm never ever ever ever ever leaving!
Fine. If you won't leave‐‐
[clears throat] Mind taking a step back. please?
No, that's too far‐‐ A little‐‐ No, come back‐‐
There! Stop! Okay‐‐
I curse you, Molly McGee!
Wherever you go, whatever you do,
for the rest of your days, I'll be there,
haunting you, tormenting you,
turning your every waking moment
into an unending nightmare!
‐[gasps] Fantastic performance! ‐Huh?
Where did those bugs even come from? What?!
‐Now that we're best friends‐‐ ‐Best friends?
Yeah. You're going everywhere I go
and doing everything I do, right?
‐I guess? ‐Best friends confirmed!
We're gonna make music videos together,
become Internet famous,
then we're gonna tell ghost stories all night
and you're gonna be so good at it
and I'm gonna be like, "I'm so scared!"
Then, we're gonna volunteer to wash old people!
‐Why would we do that? ‐You know, best friend stuff!
Now, what are your thoughts on posters?
Kittens or puppies?
Mm, maybe the puppies...
I didn't curse Molly McGee... She cursed me!
[Molly] ♪ Together forever ♪
‐♪ My best friend and me ♪ ‐Blech!
♪ We're stickin' together ♪
♪ For the rest of eternity ♪
Leave, Molly McGee!
Ooh‐hoo‐hoo, hold that pose.
‐[sing‐song] Selfie! ‐[shutter clicks]
Aw, look at your little face. All right, let's do this!
♪ We'll be joined at the hip Forever and ever ♪
♪ Like an insane surgeon Sewed us together ♪
♪ 'Cause we've got A bond so deep ♪
‐♪ It touches my soul ♪ ‐[sobs] Why me?!
♪ And you're never alone 'Cause we're never apart ♪
♪ Like a parasitic worm I live in your heart ♪
♪ It's you and I Best friends for life ♪
♪ With no chance of parole Together forever ♪
♪ And ever and ever ♪
[screams]
♪ BFF, fun, wow! ♪
‐♪ It's gotta be ♪ ‐I give up.
♪ My best friend and me! ♪
♪ Permanently! ♪
And... perfect!
What if I asked nicely?
Would you leave, please?
Ooh‐‐ [sucks teeth] Sorry. Nope on that.
See, Dad's City Planner job pulled us McGees
from Ada, Oklahoma to Zuni, New Mexico
and everywhere in between.
I've, um, left behind a lot of friends.
But Brighton's gonna be different.
We McGees are making our forever home...
right here.
And I've already got a forever friend!
Ugh! I am not a part of your problems!
‐Aah! ‐Oh, now, come on‐‐
You did the too friendly thing, again!
Come back, Scratch!
[straining] Let me‐‐
‐Ugh! ‐[thuds]
‐Uhh... ‐[splats]
‐Huh? ‐What's this? I, uh‐‐
Oh, no, this curse just got worse.
[laughing] No, way.
You come to me whenever I say your name?!
On demand bestie?! [gasps]
[whispers] It's the future of friendship!
Oh, no‐no‐no‐no! I gotta fix this!
[whooshes]
Scratch? Where'd you go?
[club music playing]
Sorry, chief, can't let you in.
I just gotta talk to‐‐ Oh! Those! Them!
I just‐‐ Can you grab 'em? Can you
turn around and look where I'm pointing, please?
Don't you ghost me!
What are you doing here, Scratch?
Huh, okay, I got an urgent question:
Is there any way for a ghost
who has accidentally cursed himself
to un‐curse himself?
I'm asking for a friend, of course.
Ridiculous! You have no friends.
Ha ha ha. Okay, but would it kill you, again,
to give me a straight answer, please?
[ghost #2 reading] "Wherever you go,
Whatever you do, I'll be there?"
This friend of yours must be quite the dunderhead, Scratch.
It's more of a curse on the ghost than the human.
Well, there is one way out...
[reading] "If you won't leave..."
Your friend must scare the human so badly
they leave the house forever.
And then the curse is broken. Okay.
But this is the thing, this girl, she doesn't scare!
Girl?! [laughs] As in a child?
Surely, she doesn't make all the decisions for her family.
So, I can't scare Molly, but scaring her family?
[laughs] I can do that, no problem!
I mean, my friend can do that, no problem.
You want to put the cereal in this cabinet?
[laughs] That's sheer madness!
It completes the bowl, utensil, cereal triangle.
Cereal has to go in here.
No, cereal has to go in here.
[laughs]
‐[screams] ‐[Scratch wailing]
[spits]
Leave the boxes! Leave the cereal!
Leave everything! Leave yourselves!
Bring yourselves!
‐[family] Aah! Ghost! ‐[picture shatters]
Oh, boy.
[Scratch wailing, laughing]
Whoa‐whoa‐whoa‐whoa! Guys, it's okay!
I see you've met my new best friend, Scratch.
It has a name?!
Out of the way, Molly! We're leaving this house
and we are never coming back!
‐We got the cereal, right? ‐No, no‐no‐no, Dad.
We can't leave our forever home
just because it comes with a ghost.
Besides, Scratch doesn't mean to be scary.
He's just, I don't know, a little hangry?
‐I am not hangry! ‐Do you want a snack?
I mean, I'd have a bite of something
but it doesn't mean I'm hangry.
‐Granola bar? ‐Not if it's carob.
Darryl, you're gonna love Scratch.
‐[squelches] ‐Ugh, he's so gross.
‐Gimme more! ‐Wha‐‐ Hey!
Dad, you always tell us
we shouldn't be afraid of people who are different.
Shouldn't that apply to a ghost?
You're right, Molly. And I think the preferred term
is "post‐living person." Hmm?
Welcome to our home! I mean, your home.
Which is, technically, our home. [chuckles]
I'm a little flustered. Sorry. This is all very new to me.
[splats]
And Mom, you're really gonna love‐‐
Way ahead of you, Moll. Nobody disclosed a ghost!
I'm calling our realtor
and getting some money back on this dump!
What is wrong with you people?!
[squelches]
I think he really likes you guys.
‐[Scratch wailing] ‐The new house is amazing,
Grandma Nin. It came with a ghost!
But don't be scared, I mean, we're already best friends, so.
[Scratch wails] We are not friends, Grandma Nin!
I'm not scared, Molly.
In Thailand, many houses have ghosts.
Have I ever told you about "san phra phum"?
Uh, no. What's that?
A little house within your home to honor your ghost.
Tell me more about this, please.
You mean something like... this?
What do you think, Scratch?
It's got a nice, open floor plan.
A few cobwebs here and there.
Uh, this might work.
So, would it be okay if we stuck around a little while?
Yeah, sure‐‐ On a trial basis.
Don't forget to leave an offering of food and drink
to keep your ghost happy.
I'm quite partial to tacos and strawberry soda.
You got it, Scratch. Two tacos comin' up!
Whatcha want on those bad boys?
‐Surprise me. ‐Whoo‐hoo‐hoo!
Chocolate, it is.
[whooshing]
[dings]
[hisses]
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee! ♪
[Muzuk playing on radio]
‐[pops] ‐Ahh...
I'm just a puffy little bunch of bubbles.
[Molly from distance] Hey, Scratch!
[shatters, whooshes]
[screams]
[pops]
[screams] Molly, turn around, please!
Oh, what's the big deal? You don't even wear clothes.
Yes, but I happen to be emotionally naked, right now!
[clears throat] What's so urgent that you
ripped me away from my me time?
‐I'm afraid, Scratch. ‐[squelches]
Now, we're gettin' somewhere!
‐Be specific, please. ‐[thuds]
I know you've said that
you're really popular in the ghost world.
[laughing] Yes! Yes, I am.
This club is only for popular ghosts.
Not the worst of the worst.
[snaps]
[clears throat] Yeah, I'm very popular.
Like #1 on the list if there was a list, but, of course,
there's not, 'cause it would hurt everyone else's feelings.
I knew it. So, you probably can't relate,
but today is the first day of school.
And our family's moved a lot. You know, like, a lot, a lot.
So, trust me when I tell you,
the first day of school in a new town
is super important and the stakes
have never been higher.
Do you realize that even one eensy‐weensy
embarrassing mistake
could turn me into a social outcast forever?!
‐You'd be ruined. ‐Exactly!
You'd have to leave Brighton.
Probably in the dead of night!
The curse would be broken
and I'd be back in this house by myself.
You know, now that I'm talking to you about it,
I hear how ridiculous all my fears sound.
I don't think they're ridiculous, at all.
‐I think‐‐ ‐It's gonna be fine.
No, it's going to be a disaster!
I love making people happy,
so, I'm bound to make tons of friends.
Not on my watch! This will be the worst first day
in the history of first days!
I promise, McGee, you won't make even one friend!
Aw, nice try, Scratchy,
I already re‐energized my positivity.
Thanks for being a sounding‐board! Bye!
‐[snaps] ‐[rattles]
She bothers me.
[Dad] Wow, both our kids in middle‐school.
They just‐‐ [deep inhale] They're growing up so fast.
Next, it's gonna be college, then a career, then grandkids‐‐
Oh, my gosh, I'm gonna be a grandpa!
‐You do it. ‐Okay, big smiles!
Who's ready for a fantastic school year
with minimal trips to the principal's office?
‐Me! ‐Her!
‐[shutter clicks] ‐All right, you two, have fun!
[sing‐song] You know I will!
[sing‐song] I guarantee you won't!
[clears throat] As I'm sure many of you have noticed,
we have a new student joining us.
Welcome, Molly McGee! Would you like to
tell us a little about yourself?
I sure would!
If you know only one thing about me, it's that I‐‐
‐[squelches] ‐Whoa‐whoa!
‐[class gasps] ‐What's she doing?
Okay, we got it. Whoa! We got it. Okay.
‐Whoa‐whoa! ‐[laughs]
Whoa‐whoa!
I, uh, like to dance.
[class cheers]
[slow clap]
Brava! Ahn‐ drea Davenport,
social influencer, future disruptor,
Brighton Middle School's Official Good Will Ambassador.
[class cheers]
It's a lot of things in one, I know.
I'd be honored if you'd join me on stage this afternoon
at the "New School Year Assembly."
Wow! Thanks, that would be incredible, Ann‐ drea!
[everyone gasps]
‐What's this? ‐[shrieks]
[giggles] It's actually Ahn‐ drea.
‐Isn't that what I said? ‐No. You said Ann‐ drea.
Oh! I'm so sorry!
Oh, honey, it's fine. It's your first day.
‐Forgive and forget. ‐Wow, thank you.
Ahn‐ drea, that's really nice of you.
Oh, crud, is it Ann‐ drea? [stammering] Or, wait‐‐
What was it again? Which vowel? Is it E? A, E, I, O‐‐
‐Onn‐drea? Is there an umlaut? ‐[snorting]
[Molly] Is it like Aun‐ drea? Or did‐‐
[clears throat] Maybe you should take a seat.
[under breath] Before you make this even worse.
[class] Ooh...
Once is an innocent mistake. But twice?!
She's a monster!
Psst! Hey, in the first grade, there was a girl named Libby,
She was bright‐eyed and full of promise, until one day,
she called Ahn‐ drea Ann‐ drea, and from that moment on,
she was an outcast, forever shunned
from respectable society.
What happened to her?
She's me. I'm Libby.
Don't get too close! I think I've almost got her worn down.
Lookin' good, Ahn‐ drea!
Well, I think we can safely call this day ruined.
You wanna go home? I'll help you start packing your stuff?
Oh, come on, Scratch, it's not that big of a deal.
I have the whole day. I'm bound to make at least one friend.
♪ You can't judge a book By the cover ♪
♪ Some books start out slow ♪
♪ And the first time You try kombucha ♪
‐[clears throat] ‐♪ You might think it's gross ♪
♪ Well, just like That kombucha ♪
♪ Keep on sipping And you'll see ♪
‐♪ That I'm great ♪ ‐♪ She's really great ♪
‐♪ So won't you take ♪ ‐♪ Won't you take ♪
♪ A second chance on me ♪
♪ Won't you take A second chance ♪
♪ Take a second chance on me ♪
♪ I'm beggin' please ♪
♪ Won't you take A second chance ♪
♪ Take a second chance on me ♪
♪ Just like a stinky Hunk of cheese ♪
♪ On the platter of Party charcuterie ♪
♪ Won't you take A second chance on me ♪
I'm gettin' a soda.
[rapid breathing] Come on, get it together, McGee!
[grunting] You got this!
Gotta hand it to you, Moll, you ruined this day
way better than anything I coulda done.
[chuckling] I mean, that was some primo stuff.
No, no, no, I can still turn it around.
Nah. This day, like you, is over.
So, let's go home, pack up your things,
I'll call a moving van, you can get outta here.
There's still the assembly.
What do you think's gonna happen there?
Some kind of miracle where suddenly, everybody likes you?
It's done, Moll. You have no future in this school.
‐Or in this town! ‐You're right.
Today has been a disaster. Things can't get any worse.
‐Yeah... ‐[Molly] Therefore,
‐they can only get better! ‐What?
‐I was wrong! ‐No, you weren't.
It's not all about the first day.
It's totally about the first day.
‐It's about every day! ‐No, it's not!
So, I'll just keep being who I am
and eventually, one fine day, someone will be my friend!
You got inspirational‐‐ In a bathroom.
Oh, yeah. It's my superpower! I can do it anywhere.
I did it at a funeral, once.
You are the most frustrating‐‐
‐[door opens] ‐[wails]
[screams]
Whoops, reflex.
Oh, no‐no‐no‐no‐no‐no! Wake up, Ann ‐drea!
‐ Ahn‐ drea. ‐Oh, whatever!
Help me get her in that cart.
[Scratch] Ah! Disposing of the body. Great plan!
What?! No! I've got to get her to the nurse's office!
That lady has nothin' but bandaids.
‐[wheels squealing] ‐[zooms]
Wait a minute‐‐ I have no idea where the nurse's office is.
Oh! A map!
[squeals]
‐Aah! ‐[rattling]
[laughs]
[Molly screams]
[screaming]
No! Ugh!
Ah! What an elegant bouquet
of emotional and physical floundering.
Ah, youth! [chuckles]
I can fix this. I just have to get Ann ‐drea‐‐
‐Ahn ‐drea. ‐[snarls] Not now!
I have to get her to the nurse's office
‐before anyone notices. ‐Great idea!
And I'm gonna raise this curtain
for no particular reason.
[everybody gasps]
[Jeremy] It's Molly McGee!
[Kat] What's she doing with Ahn‐ drea?
It's not what it looks like!
[chuckles] Buh‐bye, Molly McGee!
Seriously! Who does she think she is?
[Kat] She's the worst of the worst!
‐The worst of the worst! ‐[snaps]
‐[poofs] ‐Oh, no! No, come on.
What's this feeling? I've won! You won!
It's over! Molly McGee is as good as packed and‐‐
[straining] Yet, I can't believe I'm gonna do this.
Please! When you hear the story of what really happened‐‐
‐[students booing] ‐‐you're gonna think I'm crazy.
I'm gonna need a Plan B.
[gasps]
[Scratch as Andrea] Hey, hey, gang,
it's me, Ahn‐ drea Davenport!
Gimme that applause, already! What do I gotta do?
‐[tepid applause] ‐Yay.
Scratch?
[Scratch as Andrea] Okay, thank you, where to start.
First, I'm over the whole Ann ‐drea, Ahn ‐drea thing.
I mean, believe me when I say life is too short!
You can call me Ahn‐ drea, Ann‐ drea, Or ‐drea,
Au‐ drea, whatever! I say, go nuts with it.
Let's get creative!
Now, I'd like to bring it down a little bit,
get a little serious.
Because there's a girl out there
having a really rough day and I think,
in some small way, that's my fault.
She doesn't deserve to be treated
like the worst of the worst. No one does!
So, please, on my behalf,
give a big Brighton Middle School cheer for...
‐Libby! ‐[everybody gasps]
She's okay, now! I decree it!
‐Yes! Outcast, no more! ‐[students cheer]
Also, Molly McGee isn't so bad, either.
Cut her some slack, you animals.
‐[students cheer] ‐We love you, Ann‐ drea!
[chanting] Ann‐ drea! Ann‐ drea!
Ann‐ drea?! What happened, here?!
‐See you tomorrow, Molly! ‐Have a great night!
Bye!
So, you were wrong.
I ended the day with a lot of friends.
Ugh. Like that's a good thing?
But you were also right.
Because this day would've been a huge disaster
if it weren't for my very bestest best friend ever.
‐Eh? ‐Who, me?
Oh, no‐no‐no, I am not your friend.
Then why'd you save my first day?
Because otherwise you would be headed to jail,
‐and you'd drag me along, ‐Uh‐huh.
and I can't get in that kind of shape.
You can't deny it, Scratch. We're friends, my dude.
More than that, we're best friends! Besties!
‐No! I don't have besties! ‐Oh, we're besties!
‐No! No! ‐We're such besties!
‐I was saving myself for me! ‐La, la, la! [laughs]
You love me! Best friends, forever!
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee! ♪
[theme music playing]