[Scratch] Mwa‐ha‐ha‐ha‐ha‐ha‐ha!
‐♪ I can't believe You're all mine ♪ ‐Uh, what?
‐ ♪ You and me for all time ♪ ‐Ugh!
‐ ♪ I'm never, ever, ever Gonna be alone again ♪ ‐Oh, boy.
‐♪ The dream team You and me ♪ ‐For all eternity?
‐ ♪ For all eternity! ♪ ‐Ahh!
♪ It's the ghost, it's the Ghost And Molly McGee ♪
♪ I've been cursed It's the worst ♪
♪ Now you're stuck with me ♪
♪ We're never gonna be apart ♪
‐ ♪ Is there a way To hit restart? ♪ ‐Nope!
♪ We're the Ghost Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
‐That's me! ‐Well, that's she.
‐[chorus] Ooh! ‐ ♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
Hey, this isn't the National Taco Convention!
You lied to me!
Yeah, well, if I'd told you we were volunteering,
you would have complained the whole way here.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
We're volunteering?
At a nursing home?!
On purpose?!
Over my undead body!
Hey Scratch, wanna know my favorite thing about ghosts?
You can walk right through 'em!
[shudders, moans]
What you people just did is considered very rude in the ghost world.
C'mon, Scratch.
Volunteering bonds us McGees together.
Well, I'm no McGee.
Good point‐‐ what is your last name?
I'm a one‐name icon, baby.
Uh, are you sure? 'Cuz I thought your last name was‐‐
[belch sound]
[both laugh]
Ah, man, you get me every time with that thing.
‐[sound effects continue] ‐We had to buy our son a toy called the "Obnoxitron?"
[honking, flatulence, baby crying noises]
[dance music]
Right arm! Left leg! Jazz hands!
Can we pick up the pace, dear?
We don't exactly have all the time in the world.
You heard her, double time! Left! Right! Left! Right!
Well, that's a great suggestion!
You work for the city?
Because I have a few ideas.
Oh‐ho! Let me be your mouth.
I'll pass 'em right on to the City Council!
One‐‐ libraries.
Why should my taxes pay for books
so other people can read for free? B‐‐
‐Oh, boy. ‐Public parks.
Darryl, they got nothing.
That guy over there?
One of his cards is a napkin.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm all in.
Wow, Patty‐‐ You've lived in Brighton your whole life?
My family and I just moved to town.
Hmm. Well, we all make mistakes. [chuckles]
Mine was called Bobby Daniels, and he rode a motorcycle.
‐[motorcycle revs] ‐Hmm‐mm‐mm.
Uh, that's, um...
Hey, I think that guy
with the napkin is cheating.
You mean, he's also cheating.
I was looking for sympathy, not judgment.
Hey, is that you?
What is this place?
Oh, the old Brighton Bandshell.
We used to have concerts in the park.
Everyone would bring a picnic and dance to the music.
Anyway, a tornado tore down the whole bandshell in '79.
‐That's terrible! ‐Oh my gosh, that's awesome!
I mean, tornadoes are awesome, not, uh, it's not awesome
‐that her special place was, you know, ruined. ‐Uh‐huh. You're getting there.
But to be honest, I don't feel too bad about it,
'cuz I'm not really invested in this woman.
I'm not even sure who she is.
Why didn't the city rebuild it?
[Patty] "Not a priority," they said.
Hmph. Brighton isn't what it used to be.
‐Scratch, I know what we need to do next. ‐[slurps]
I'm really hoping it's order a pizza, with pineapple this time!
‐Hmm? ‐But I really fear that it's
gonna be something about putting the bandshell...
‐Yes, you get me! ‐Oh, I get you, all right.
‐I get you 24‐7. ‐[chuckles]
[Dad] And finally, the citizen proposes charging for... green lights.
Not sure how we'd even do that...
We'll take all that under advisement, McGee.
Well, I have a hot date with a cool lady.
See what I did...
So, if there's no further business,
this meeting is adjour‐‐
Mr. Mayor, I've got business so further, it'll melt your mind!
Hello, Brighton City Council!
I am Molly McGee, and this is my brother Darryl.
'Sup.
My kids!
Participating in local politics!
[inhales] I've never been more proud.
Consider the future.
It's where we'll spend the rest of our lives.
But what will it hold?
[Molly] The Brighton Mega‐Arena!
It's a 60,000 seat sports complex...
[cheering crowd sounds]
...a music venue...
[electric guitar noise]
...a world‐class water park...
[splashing sounds]
‐...a dog run... ‐[screaming sounds]
‐Whoops, wrong button. ‐[barking sounds]
...and a doughnut shop!
So what do you think?
Let's build this baby, right?
Ms. McGee, your proposal is certainly bold.
But sadly, a 60,000 seat "Mega‐Arena" is too big for a small town like Brighton.
Thank you and we do hope you'll come back someday
with something a little more realistic.
Psych! That day is right now!
The new and improved Brighton Bandshell!
[gasps] A bait and switch!
I watched her build both models
and I still did not see that coming!
I just learned about the original Brighton Bandshell
and how much it meant to the community.
Whoa, whoa, [chuckles] hold on.
We're not going to rebuild the bandshell.
[stammers] But...
Times are hard,
and we simply don't have the money
for a bandshell. I'm sorry.
[sighs]
No, Mom. They can keep the doughnuts.
Let them feast on the carcass of a young girl's dreams.
[strains]
It's okay, honey.
We know you tried your hardest.
Thanks, Mom.
But that wasn't my hardest.
If they won't give me the money to fix the bandshell,
then I'm gonna take it to the streets!
[wheels squeaking]
[knocks]
♪ Just give ♪
♪ Give back ♪
♪ Give what you can Give back ♪
♪ It's time to prove you're not a jerk ♪
♪ Come help your fellow man ♪
♪ Just give Give back ♪
♪ Whatever you got Give back ♪
♪ It doesn't need to be a lot ♪
♪ But we'd prefer If it's a lot ♪
♪ That's not enough ♪
♪ Give more Still not enough ♪
♪ Give more ♪
♪ When you stop And think about it ♪
♪ What do you really Need your money for? ♪
Uh, food?
Oh, yeah, that's a good point.
Here ya go... in cash!
♪ Give back Your 90‐inch TV ♪
♪ Give back Your cryptocurrency ♪
♪ Give back Your giant SUV ♪
Which, to be honest, you should probably consider selling anyway.
Electric cars are affordable, and reliable,
and we could each do a little bit more to decrease
♪ Our carbon footprint ♪
♪ Everybody pitch in Write down your ATM PIN ♪
♪ Give back Take a look inside your heart ♪
♪ Then liquidate your assets ♪
♪ And give Give back ♪
♪ Give us money Give back ♪
♪ Just give Give back ♪
♪ Give us money Give back ♪
♪ Just give ♪
♪ Us money ♪
Consider the fundraising over. Your hero has arrived.
Uh, where did you get so much money, Scratch?
Well, you know, I'm very good at numbers. I just crunched 'em,
I stretched 'em, I analyzed my accounts,
‐I timed the market‐‐ ‐[police siren]
‐Did you rob a bank? ‐[dog barking]
Molly McGee!
Do you really think so little of me?
[dye pack explodes]
It was a credit union.
Take it back! Take it back!
[police siren]
Whoa. We raised a lot of money.
But it's not enough. We can pay for the materials,
‐but not for the labor. ‐Aw, gee whiz,
well, there's no way we can build the bandshell ourselves.
You know what? To cheer us up,
let's go down in the park and make fun of babies!
Little dummies can't even walk.
‐I mean, why do they make shoes for 'em? ‐[sighs]
You're right about one thing, Scratch.
We can't build the bandshell ourselves.
I'm glad you're finally coming around
to reason on this one, Moll.
No, I mean we can't build it alone.
Oh, no. I don't like that face.
‐It reeks of hope. ‐But what if the whole town
‐pitched in? ‐Oh, no, stop turning, wheels in Molly's head!
We'll have a community work day!
No one's gonna work for free.
Um, yes they will. Because people care, Scratch.
They'll show up. You'll see.
And then you'll see my famous "told ya" dance.
‐[hums] ‐[groans] Cringey.
That was just a little preview for ya.
[whimpers]
[wind blowing]
People are totally coming, don't worry.
[drums fingers] Any... second now.
[wind blowing]
Okay, they're not coming.
Oh, excuse me, coming through,
boy, it's so crowded around here. [chuckles]
Hey Moll, how you doing?
Oh sorry, you know, I was trying to remember
who it was that was gonna do the "told ya" dance.
Was it you, or was it‐‐?
Na‐na‐na‐naa! Ta‐ta‐ta‐ta told ya! [grunts]
Ah, it's no fun if you're gonna be sad.
Tough break, Moll. I'm not...
Not really great with the feelings stuff, so I'm just gonna...
give you one of these.
I guess it's... just us.
Anyone know how to use a table saw? [chuckles]
[clattering sound]
Darryl, not now with the Obnoxitron.
It's not me.
[Molly gasps] Patty!
Sorry we're late.
Some of us don't travel as fast as we used to.
Then we'd better get to it!
And, uh, hey, Scratch? Told ya.
♪ T‐t‐t‐told ya T‐t‐told ya ♪
♪ T‐t‐t‐t‐t‐t‐t‐told ya ♪
And this is the part where I go like... bam!
Told ya, na‐na, bam! Told ya!
It's got another three minutes.
♪ Give, give what you can ♪
‐[engine revs] ‐♪ Just a couple hours Of your day ♪
♪ Can help make the world A better place ♪
♪ Lend a hand Grab a tool ♪
♪ We don't mind A little drool ♪
♪ 'Cause there's nothing better Than building all together ♪
[gasps] Libby!
♪ Come donate your energies Give! ♪
♪ Spackle all those crevices Give! ♪
‐♪ Take a break And catch some Z's ♪ ‐[croaks]
♪ Give! Oh wait no, That man's deceased ♪
Hey! Get back in that body!
Now let's get back to work.
♪ Just give Give your day away ♪
♪ Grab a nail gun and go nuts Give your day away ♪
♪ Shout out to the guy Who brought doughnuts ♪
♪ Give your day away Give! Give! Give! Give! ♪
‐ ♪ Let's make a better Place to live ♪ ‐[crane whirring]
♪ All we need to do is give ♪
What do you think, Patty?
Oh, it's beautiful!
Yeah, we tried to make it match the original as close as we could.
No, not this.
‐This! ‐[indistinct chattering]
This is the Brighton I remember.
Thank you, dear.
Well, Miss McGee, I must admit I'm impressed.
You brought the whole town together and got the bandshell built.
So... who's going to play it?
Oh. Oh, no, OK, I didn't think about that. Uh...
‐[loud horn, flatulence sounds] ‐Not you, Darryl!
[chuckles] He's so good on that thing.
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
♪ My dear Doreen My dear Doreen ♪
‐♪ She stole my spleen ♪ ‐[Patty] Nope!
‐[ringing bell] ‐[Patty] Pass!
[dogs barking rhythmically]
‐[Patty] Hard pass! ‐[dogs whine]
‐[out of tune bassoon] ‐[Patty] Get off the stage!
Okay, thank you! That was‐‐ that was really something.
‐We'll be in touch. ‐[birds chirping]
Well, I'm glad I don't have eardrums, 'cause they would be bleeding!
I didn't think they were all bad.
‐And Darryl clearly liked it! ‐[music through headphones]
‐Right, Darryl? ‐ ♪ When you least expect it ♪
Huh? Sorry.
I was listening to Atomic Pink.
Didn't hear any of that.
Look, those acts were fine,
but is fine really good enough for the first concert
in Brighton's new and improved bandshell?
[Patty] No! We need something
‐that'll rock this town! ‐Exactly!
Like Kenny Star!
‐Who's Kenny Star? ‐[guitar chords]
‐Kenny Star is Brighton's biggest celebrity. ‐[music through headphones]
Well, technically he was born in Tuscaloosa,
but his great‐great grandmother's second cousin once removed
did summer school here, which means
Kenny's basically a Brightonian!
‐Check him out! ‐Where did you get a projector?
[orchestral "Star‐Spangled Banner" plays]
[cannon booms]
[electric guitar solo]
‐[eagle screeches] ‐[guitar continues]
[fireworks whistling]
♪ I'm just a red‐blooded Hard‐working regular guy ♪
♪ Don't need no caviar ♪
♪ Just give me Burgers and fries ♪
♪ I ain't ever shopped On Rodeo Drive ♪
‐♪ I'm just an ordinary guy ♪ ‐[crowd cheering]
‐♪ I'm just a sports‐lovin' ♪ ‐[engine revs]
♪ Truck‐drivin' average dude ♪
‐♪ I'm just an ordinary guy ♪ ‐[eagle screeches]
♪ Work in a cubicle Ordinary guy ♪
‐♪ I drive a soccer carpool Ordinary guy ♪ ‐ [eagle screeches]
‐Just like me! ‐No!
Nothing like you!
Never trust a musician.
They'll listen to your self‐produced demo tapes,
promise to make you a star,
then leave you standing in the rain
with an acoustic guitar
and a suitcase full of broken dreams.
Uh... what?
People! This guy is a huge celebrity!
He's never stepping foot in Brighton!
Oh, really? Wait 'til you see
what I have planned!
Ah!
We're going to murder him!
What? No!
Right now Kenny's tour bus
is on its way to Cleveland,
and we are going to intercept him!
Assuming Kenny is, as his song states, an "ordinary man,"
who weighs approximately 180 pounds,
and his tour bus, which leaves from here at noon,
traveling 65 miles an hour,
‐add in his insatiable need ‐[sighs]
for a fresh cup of Colombian dark roast
‐every 3.2 hours, ‐[gulps]
factoring in a stiff easterly wind
from this high‐pressure system,
and his need to stretch his perfect porcelain legs
‐to avoid varicose veins, ‐[heartbeat]
he'll be arriving at this highway rest stop
near Brighton in exactly...
‐thirty minutes! ‐Molly, that was‐‐
‐Brilliant! ‐Absolutely insane!
Did you stay up all night half‐baking that plan?
Huh? Sorry, I fell asleep with my eyes open for a second.
What'd you say? Oh, yes, right‐‐
I stayed up all night working on this.
Because Brighton deserves the greatest concert ever!
And when it comes to people we care about, McGees go the extra mile!
Well, I'm not a McGee, and I hate extra miles!
Count me out!
Okay!
[lawnmower running]
Oh, [sing‐song] Scratch!
Nope. No‐no‐no‐no‐nope! [struggles]
This is kidnapping! I'm under duress!
[shudders] I hate this curse.
‐[Scratch, Molly grunt] ‐[garbage cans clatter]
‐Now let's go get Kenny Star! ‐[lawnmower sounds]
‐[rock music playing] ‐Kenny Star?
Kenny Star?
‐Here? ‐It's gonna be huge!
There's going to be pyrotechnics, and...
Acrobatics, and...
‐A real live eagle! ‐[cellphone chimes]
It's gonna be the greatest concert ever! See you there, BBs!
‐[honk honks] ‐[Dad screams]
Have you heard the big news?!
Kenny Star's playing at the bandshell tonight!
It's happening! It's finally happening!
My hopes are as high as my dreams right now!
‐Uh, actually‐‐ ‐That's right!
He will definitely be here,
and you can count on it! [chuckles]
What? Cat's out of the bag,
might as well feed it some mice!
[lawnmower runs]
Well, well, well, would you look at that?
[wind blows]
He's not here. Humph.
[shudders] Whoa.
I'm sorry, you were saying?
Somebody get me a Colombian dark roast.
Mister Star, you may not know this,
but there's a whole town full of extraordinarily ordinary people,
just like you, who are counting on you
to make their wildest dreams come true.
I'm talking about Brighton,
home of the bravest Wilder Scouts,
awesomest junior softball team,
and the most efficient elderly construction
crew you've ever seen!
Please, Mister Star,
embrace your Brightonian roots
and come play our newly rebuilt bandshell tonight!
Make your great‐great grandma's second cousin once removed proud!
I don't know who you are, little lady,
but that was the most beautiful speech I've ever heard.
Just one problem‐‐ I'm not Kenny Star.
I'm his stunt double.
[birds chirping]
Oh!
‐Hello? Kenny? ‐[eagle squawking]
‐Mmm. Kenny? ‐[objects clattering]
Um... [chuckles] where's Kenny?
Thirty thousand feet in the air on his private jet.
[jet engine rumbling]
Oh, I'm an ordinary man.
I put my rhinestone britches on one leg at a time
just like everybody else.
I'm sorry, miss, but there's nothing I can do.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I have to use the restroom.
‐[footsteps on stairs] ‐[gears grinding]
‐[cannon booms] ‐[electronic entrance bell]
‐[crash] ‐[toilet flushing]
How could this happen?
I planned for everything...
except for this.
Now we don't have any band for tonight.
[cackles] That's music to my ears.
'Cause I told you this was a ridiculous idea!
Listen, let's go grab some ice cream sandwiches
and beef jerky while we're here.
I mean, we made the drive and all. [slurps]
Let's go.
Another rock star, another broken dream.
Best you learn this lesson early, kid.
Wait, what? I mean, that‐‐ that's it? You're giving up?
Aren't you gonna, you know, be all positive and optimistic and annoying?
No, Scratch. I tried my best.
And it didn't work.
‐[car engine starts] ‐I let everyone down.
[seatbelt clicks]
[Molly] When it comes to the people we care about, McGees go the extra mile.
Nope! No, no, no! Get out of my head!
That's not what's happening here!
[Molly] People we care about...
I don't care about anyone!
And also, I can't hear you!
‐La la la la la! ‐Molly] McGees go...
I'm not a McGee!
‐[Molly] . ..the extra mile! ‐No, no, no!
[straining] Okay, fine! You win!
I'll fix this!
But it doesn't mean anything!
Yow! [groans] [straining]
I'll tell ya what!
[exhales] Plane is really fast.
Nobody likes a showoff, sir!
[out of breath] Okay!
All right! Plan B.
[Scratch] Ooh, a tour bus.
I mean, bands all sound the same these days, right?
[in high‐pitched voice] Yeah, they sure do, Scratch!
You're great at this!
[normal] Thanks, Plan B.
[high‐pitched voice] Yeah, bud, no problem.
Here when you need me.
[revs accelerator]
‐[tires skidding] ‐[horn honking]
All that work Brighton put into rebuilding the bandshell,
and now I've ruined the big debut.
Look, Molly, it's not that bad.
I'm sure everyone will understand.
[crowd cheering, chanting] Kenny! Kenny! Kenny!
[chanting continues] Kenny!
Good thing I got my new hip,
[cackles] 'cause Patty is gonna shake it tonight!
‐[all] Oh, boy. ‐[cheering continues]
You don't have to go up there by yourself.
We'll go as a family.
[sighs] Thanks, Mom.
But I must face the non‐music alone.
[horn honking]
‐[honking continues] ‐[tires skidding]
[horn honks]
[engine revs]
Uh, you sure this is
the way to Cleveland?
[Scratch and driver, in unison] Uh, yep, Cleveland!
The... land of Cleve,
that's where we're going!
[farmer, donkey screaming]
[crowd cheering, chanting] Kenny! Kenny!
[microphone feedback]
Uh, [laughs awkwardly] hi... everyone.
‐[chanting, cheering quiets] ‐So, good news and bad news.
‐[crowd chattering] ‐The good news is we're all here, you know, together,
and I am so happy‐‐
[microphone feedback]
...to see all your many, many smiling faces.
[Patty] Less talking, more rocking!
Yes. So, [voice breaking] the bad news...
‐[birds chirping] ‐[distant bus engine]
[horn honking]
[alien screaming]
‐[chattering continues] ‐The truth is, I promised you a big star,
‐but I've made a terrible mistake. ‐[horn honking]
‐[loud crash] ‐[crowd gasps]
Well, time to get back to work.
[Scratch and driver] Everybody out, go, go, go! Get on stage now!
Wait! I got a star!
‐M‐maybe even more than one! ‐What? Who?
How should I know? Just go with it!
You see, I made the mistake of telling them
that Brighton doesn't like to rock!
‐[audience] No! We love to rock! ‐[crowd cheering]
Okay, well, now that we got that cleared up, enjoy the show!
‐[crowd cheering] ‐[loud dance music plays]
Hello, Cleveland!
Your city is smaller than we thought it would be!
[gasps] It's Atomic Pink!
‐[dance music stops, resumes] ‐[singing in Korean]
[singing continues, chorus chants]
♪ Something good's Gonna come, yeah ♪
♪ When you least expect it ♪
♪ Boom boom boom boom When you least expect it ♪
♪ Boom boom boom boom ♪
♪ Here it comes Boom boom boom boom ♪
Oh, well, that's not Kenny Star.
Who cares?! Ah! Listen to that beat!
‐♪ When you least expect it ♪ ‐[music drops]
‐[crowd cheers] ‐ ♪ When I dropped that boom ♪
♪ I knew you were surprised ♪
♪ First you're watching And don't believe your eyes ♪
♪ Don't give up Even if you feel sad ♪
‐♪ Get your costume on You're gonna get lucky ♪ ‐Lucky!
♪ Everybody needs a hand But you can't understand ♪
‐[woman squeals] ‐♪ If you see the plan ♪
♪ Any trouble you have Will be effectively corrected ♪
♪ When you least expect it ♪
‐Scratch! You saved the day! ‐[squishing sound]
You went the extra mile because you're a real McGee now!
What? Uh, no, there's a perfectly reasonable, uh, explanation why I had to‐‐
Just embrace it, buddy.
All right. Well, maybe I'm, like, uh, you know, McGee‐adjacent.
♪ When you least expect it ♪
‐[fireworks explode] ‐[crowd cheers]
‐[lawnmower running] ‐[indistinct crowd chanting]
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
♪ ♪
♪ It's the Ghost, it's the Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
♪ We're never gonna be apart ♪
‐ ♪ Is there a way to hit restart? ♪ ‐Nope!
♪ We're the Ghost, Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
That's me!
‐Well, that's she. ‐[chorus] Ooh!
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪