1. Yeah!Copy !req
2. Yeah!Copy !req
3. We're Bad Hair Day! Thank you!Copy !req
4. - Wow!Copy !req
5. Okay. I think, we know the winner
of this talent show.Copy !req
6. But we have one more band.Copy !req
7. Uh, "The Ta-Ta's"? Give it up.Copy !req
8. - Um, hello. Hello?Copy !req
9. Bring back Bad Hair Day!Copy !req
10. Oh, my face.Copy !req
11. Yeah. Uh-huh. Wait.
You want us to do what?Copy !req
12. No, no, no. No way.Copy !req
13. Debbie, no! De— I said no, Debbie!
Goodbye!Copy !req
14. What is Debbie's problem?
And who is Debbie?Copy !req
15. She's organizing my 25-year
high school reunion.Copy !req
16. Why does that make you so angry?
Dish, girl.Copy !req
17. She wants my high school band to play,Copy !req
18. and I don't want to be humiliated
all over again!Copy !req
19. Right. Your reunion.Copy !req
20. So, are we going? Are we not going?
I mean, I'll do whatever.Copy !req
21. - Eh, I don't think I want to go now.
- Oh, thank God!Copy !req
22. Why wouldn't they get the other band?Copy !req
23. You know, the one that totally dominated
you guys at the talent show?Copy !req
24. - What were they called? Bad Hair Day?Copy !req
25. Don't you speak those words!Copy !req
26. - Bad Hair Day. Bad Hair Day.Copy !req
27. Ah! If you must know, Louise,
we were not Debbie's first choice,Copy !req
28. or second or third.Copy !req
29. I think her exact words were,
"I am desperate and out of ideas."Copy !req
30. Eh, I wouldn't read too much into that.Copy !req
31. Mom, time-out. This is your big chance.
Don't hide your Ta-Ta's under a bush.Copy !req
32. You got to get the band back,
play at the reunion.Copy !req
33. Tina, shush.
Sorry, but reunions are horrible.Copy !req
34. High school is horrible.Copy !req
35. - I mean, it'll be fine for you.
- Oh, good.Copy !req
36. Guess Dad doesn't want to go.Copy !req
37. Look, it was fun when we were just
making up songsCopy !req
38. in Angie Moscatone's garage,Copy !req
39. but then it was horribly ruined forever.Copy !req
40. Like, three out of five of my sexy parts
after I had kids.Copy !req
41. - Destroyed.
- Ugh.Copy !req
42. - Bad Hair Day.
Go wash the bathroom floor!Copy !req
43. - What? No! I don't...
- Go wash it!Copy !req
44. - We never wash floors!
- You scrub it!Copy !req
45. Ta! Play at the reunion.
Who wants to be in a band anyway?Copy !req
46. Like, I need to be laughed off
the stage again.Copy !req
47. God, I sound good.Copy !req
48. Nobody sounds good in the shower.Copy !req
49. Can you believe we laughed at her
at the talent show?Copy !req
50. We must be idiots.Copy !req
51. They were all idiots. I'll show them.Copy !req
52. Bob, I changed my mind.
I want to go to the reunion now.Copy !req
53. Yeah! Whoo-hoo!Copy !req
54. Yeah.
Crap!Copy !req
55. - Way to go, Mom! Celebration flush!
- Ow! Ow! Ow!Copy !req
56. Buckle up, kids.
Time to get the band back together.Copy !req
57. - No.
- Oh, come on.Copy !req
58. Why not?Copy !req
59. Because you never let me sing
any of my songs.Copy !req
60. That's because your songs
were all so, uh, sexual.Copy !req
61. - Pardon?
- And you had a serious speech impediment.Copy !req
62. I know. I wrote a song about it calledCopy !req
63. "Ge-Ge-Ge-Ge, Ge-Ge-Ge-Ge,
Ge-Ge-Ge-Ge, Genitals."Copy !req
64. Derek Dematopolis will be there.Copy !req
65. Oh. Derek Dematopolis. Oh, oh.Copy !req
66. Who's Derek Dematopolis?Copy !req
67. Gayle had a crush on him
in high school.Copy !req
68. He was a Greek god.Copy !req
69. At least he wasn't a Roman god.
Those guys are jerks.Copy !req
70. Okay, I'll do it if I get to sing
one of my songs.Copy !req
71. Okay, fine!Copy !req
72. - Yay, The Ta-Ta's are back together!
- Whoo-hoo!Copy !req
73. Wait. Why are you looking at me like that?
What's wrong?Copy !req
74. - Is this a bad idea?
- No. He likes it.Copy !req
75. - I... I don't know.
- He's smiling.Copy !req
76. - He looks worried.
He's on board.Copy !req
77. You, look at me now!
We have come too far for you to ruin this.Copy !req
78. Oh, no. You know what?
He just has to poop.Copy !req
79. - I'll do it!
- Yay, Ta-Ta's!Copy !req
80. Oh, God. He's going. Everybody stay calm.Copy !req
81. And one, a two, a three, a four.Copy !req
82. Uh, Linda?Copy !req
83. When are we going to practice my song?Copy !req
84. Gayle, I'm singing here. Hello.Copy !req
85. Yeah, okay, well, maybe I'll sing my song
quietly underneath.Copy !req
86. Wow, a real band rehearsal.Copy !req
87. You guys, we can be groupies.
Gene, who's your favorite?Copy !req
88. Nancy, because she brought guacamole.Copy !req
89. Mine is Mom, not because I'm biased.
Just I like her energy.Copy !req
90. How about you, Louise?Copy !req
91. Gosh, it's hard to choose.
They're all so cool.Copy !req
92. - Uh, Lin?
- What?Copy !req
93. Sorry, it's just people are complaining.Copy !req
94. - Too bad!
- They want to knowCopy !req
95. if you can try tuning up again.Copy !req
96. - Or...
- No!Copy !req
97. just play on the beat
and just do it right?Copy !req
98. - No! Goodbye.
- Okay, we're losing customers.Copy !req
99. And a one, two, three, four, go!Copy !req
100. - Do what?
- Let's rock!Copy !req
101. - I need my sticks.
- Are we starting?Copy !req
102. - Uh, Linda? Linda?
What, Gayle?Copy !req
103. When are we doing my song?Copy !req
104. I found my drum sticks.Copy !req
105. Good. Listen, ladies, we got to blow
the roof off of that reunion!Copy !req
106. So let's stop fooling around
and turn this bandCopy !req
107. into a lean, mean, mom-jeans
revenge machine!Copy !req
108. - Yeah!
- Mom jeans!Copy !req
109. Wait. Mom, now your energy
is sounding a little negative.Copy !req
110. - Tina, shush.
- And a one two, three, four.Copy !req
111. Yeah! That's it! Yeah!
- Oh, boy.Copy !req
112. Bob! Come on, we're gonna be late
for sound check!Copy !req
113. Just a minute!
- What are you wearing?Copy !req
114. What? It's my rock-and-roll clothes.Copy !req
115. Are you a rock-and-roll hobo?Copy !req
116. Ugh, I can't believe we don't get
to see this freak show with our own eyes!Copy !req
117. Yeah, sorry. This is a grown-ups thing.Copy !req
118. It's rated R
for "really boozy" starring me.Copy !req
119. Good one, Mom.Copy !req
120. Hey, I've got something that'll turn those
upside-down smiles back the right way.Copy !req
121. Me as your babysitter, yay.Copy !req
122. - Um, Tina, about that...
- Yeah?Copy !req
123. - Hello.
- Mother, what is she doing here?Copy !req
124. Uh, honey, you're a great babysitter
for, like, uh, short bursts.Copy !req
125. Like a cheetah.Copy !req
126. Okay, a cheetah. So far, so good.Copy !req
127. But, uh... but we're gonna be gone
a long time tonight,Copy !req
128. so we need a long-haul sitter.Copy !req
129. The boring, old, long-haul sitter.Copy !req
130. - Sorry, Jen.
- What?Copy !req
131. Is this because I let Gene eat
all the Chunky Chocolate Shim ShamsCopy !req
132. - and he threw up in your bed?
- Yes.Copy !req
133. And I'd do it again!Copy !req
134. - Bob!
- I know!Copy !req
135. - What's going on in there?
- I can't go.Copy !req
136. - Why?
- I have a problem.Copy !req
137. I told you, wipe front to back!Copy !req
138. No, it's... this.Copy !req
139. - Get it out. Get it out.
- Oh, my God.Copy !req
140. - Dad's nose got a nipple.
- It's a pimple, and it's hideous.Copy !req
141. - Look at it.
- It's staring right at me!Copy !req
142. Look, when I walk to the side of the room,
it follows me!Copy !req
143. - Are you guys done?
- No!Copy !req
144. Okay, you've had your fun, all of you.Copy !req
145. It's not fun. It's humiliating.Copy !req
146. - I hate high school! No.
- Were you messing with it?Copy !req
147. Oh! Oh, God!Copy !req
148. Ow! Ow! Ow!Copy !req
149. Maybe a little.Copy !req
150. God, can a pimple have two heads?Copy !req
151. I can't go. I can't go outside like this.Copy !req
152. - Try putting masking tape on it.
- Some silly putty.Copy !req
153. I did that.Copy !req
154. Quit stealing my thunder, Bobby.Copy !req
155. This night isn't about
your disgusting zit.Copy !req
156. It's about me and my big comeback
and this jacket.Copy !req
157. I just want that thing out of my house.Copy !req
158. Fine, I'll go, but we're stopping
to buy more concealer on the way.Copy !req
159. You're all out. I used a lot.Copy !req
160. If they ask, Dad, you're an autumn.Copy !req
161. Gonna hit the head. See you in a bit.Copy !req
162. - Linda, you're here.
- Hello, Debbie.Copy !req
163. Well, I tried to be a good organizer,
I did, but I, I...Copy !req
164. Yeah, I couldn't get Bad Hair Day.Copy !req
165. Ah-ah-ah.
You're not gonna regret this, Debbie.Copy !req
166. No. I think I will, but...Copy !req
167. But hopefully less blood.Copy !req
168. - Um, did you say "Carrie"?
- Yep.Copy !req
169. "Pat lightly with finger to blend."Copy !req
170. Whoa! Hello, handsome.Copy !req
171. I spywith my little eye something brown.Copy !req
172. Is it a babysitter who stabbed
a fellow babysitter in the back?Copy !req
173. - Huh? Huh? Is it?
- Uh, no. It's the couch.Copy !req
174. - Oh. Yeah, that is brown.
- Um, uh, I'm gonna go...Copy !req
175. check the pantry,
not look for Shim Shams. Bye.Copy !req
176. Come on. We should be at the reunion.Copy !req
177. Watching the train wreck
of all train wrecks.Copy !req
178. Come on, Jen, buddy, you got a car, right?
You got a license.Copy !req
179. You like adventure, huh?
You want to please us, right, huh?Copy !req
180. What do you say we drop in?Copy !req
181. One quick drink, we're out of there.Copy !req
182. Oh, Jen, think how many things
you could spy at that reunion.Copy !req
183. Green things, purple things,
bright things, dark things!Copy !req
184. Come on, Jen! I spy reunions!Copy !req
185. Um, I'm really trying to honor
your mom's instructions.Copy !req
186. "I'm really trying to honor
your mom's instructions."Copy !req
187. I'm mocking you.Copy !req
188. Listen, whatever she's paying you,
I'll double it,Copy !req
189. then divide it by 10. No, no, 20.Copy !req
190. - No.
- Where are the Shim Shams, Jen?Copy !req
191. I know you're hiding them! Tell me!Copy !req
192. - Whoa.
- Sorry, I'm extremely ticklish.Copy !req
193. - I'll say.
- Interesting.Copy !req
194. Hi. Derek Dematopolis.Copy !req
195. Oh. Hi. Uh, Bob Belcher, Linda's husband.Copy !req
196. Your nose is about to fall
into your drink.Copy !req
197. - What?
- Is that makeup?Copy !req
198. No. Uh... yeah, it is.Copy !req
199. Thanks. Sorry about that. It's makeup.Copy !req
200. Wow, you've got quite a pimple there.Copy !req
201. Yeah, it's pretty bad. What are you doing?Copy !req
202. It's okay. I'm a dermatologist.Copy !req
203. Derek Dematopolis, the dermatologist?Copy !req
204. - Yup. Wow. That is... That is really...
- What?Copy !req
205. - It's throbbing.
- It's been bad for...Copy !req
206. - Yeah. Does it hurt when I do this?
- Ow! Yeah, it does.Copy !req
207. - That hurts a lot.
- Did it hurt?Copy !req
208. You know, Stacy works at a spa.
Hey, Stacy! Stacy!Copy !req
209. - Hello. Oh, my God, look at that.
- Yeah.Copy !req
210. - Ha, ha!Copy !req
211. Bet you'd love to get a whack
at that thing.Copy !req
212. Ho! You know who should see this, though,
is Tonya.Copy !req
213. She might have some samples.
She's in pharmaceuticals.Copy !req
214. She's got the good stuff. Tonya?
Get over here. Get a load of this!Copy !req
215. Did all of you get jobs
in skin care?Copy !req
216. - No, I do hair plugs. Here's my card.
- Thank you.Copy !req
217. Okay, guys. This is how
we're gonna get to the reunion.Copy !req
218. I don't know. She seems really ticklish.
It's weird.Copy !req
219. At least she didn't fart.Copy !req
220. When I get tickled, I fart, but that's me.Copy !req
221. Tina, the girl took your job.Copy !req
222. Make her armpits regret it
for the rest of their lives.Copy !req
223. - Hey, Jen.
- Hi.Copy !req
224. Hey, Louise.
Do you want to do something?Copy !req
225. I have pencils in my purse.Copy !req
226. Oh, wow. That's fun.Copy !req
227. - You know, we do want to do something.
- Okay.Copy !req
228. We want you to drive us
to the reunion, Jen.Copy !req
229. And if you don't, you're gonna get
the human feather duster.Copy !req
230. - That's me.
- Uh...Copy !req
231. And you're also gonna tell us
where the cookies are.Copy !req
232. You're gonna let me eat them all
and throw up wherever I want!Copy !req
233. You probably shouldn't tickle me.Copy !req
234. Oh, playing hardball, huh?Copy !req
235. - Tina, give her a little taste.
- Oh, really, guys.Copy !req
236. Uh-oh.Copy !req
237. Hello, alumni of Cardinal Gennaro High.Copy !req
238. I hope everyone's having a good time,Copy !req
239. and if you're not, I'd like to see you
organize something on this budget,Copy !req
240. in this time frame, it's been really hard.Copy !req
241. All right, we're about to go on,
so set list.Copy !req
242. We'll start with "We're the Ta-Ta's"Copy !req
243. and then we'll go right
into "You Were All Wrong About Us"Copy !req
244. and then
"Oh, Boy, You All Got So Fat."Copy !req
245. - And then my song?
- Yeah, if we have time.Copy !req
246. Everybody ready? Feel pumped?
Do you feel pumped?Copy !req
247. I feel bloated.Copy !req
248. Good, use it.Copy !req
249. So, yeah, divorce is hard.
But you know what?Copy !req
250. - You get up in the morning and— What?Copy !req
251. Oh, my goodness.Copy !req
252. Recent developments to announce.Copy !req
253. We thought they couldn't come,
but they're here.Copy !req
254. Our very own, Bad Hair Day!Copy !req
255. - What?
- Gah!Copy !req
256. We're back where we started!Copy !req
257. It's like the talent show
all over again, huh?Copy !req
258. First place, took home the gold.Copy !req
259. And then our next gold was a gold record!Copy !req
260. So they're gonna go on first,Copy !req
261. because they've got a packed stadium show
to get to,Copy !req
262. then you can follow them. Sound good?Copy !req
263. - First, the famous band, then you guys.Copy !req
264. Great. BHD!Copy !req
265. BHD! Linda, come on, get into it.Copy !req
266. - BHD, BH— Ow, ow, ow.Copy !req
267. So, just hold this pad here?Copy !req
268. Let me take a "before" picture.
Wanna show someone at work.Copy !req
269. - Oh, no...
- Got it.Copy !req
270. Uh, okay. Oh, my God, what's that?Copy !req
271. I should go check on that thing
I just saw.Copy !req
272. Hey, hey, where you going?Copy !req
273. - Hey, hey, to Bob's pimple.
- To Bob's pimple!Copy !req
274. - Hey, what are we toasting over here?
- Oh, my God.Copy !req
275. - Hey, Linda, about my song...
- Not now, Gayle.Copy !req
276. Do you know how to juggle fire?Copy !req
277. What if, while I'm singing,
I throw you a torch?Copy !req
278. Oh, will you shut up about
your stupid song?Copy !req
279. - Your song's out.
- What?Copy !req
280. You said I could sing it.Copy !req
281. Yeah, well, that was
before Bad Hair Day showed up.Copy !req
282. - Your song would make it worse.Copy !req
283. My cat was right about you.
This reunion's made you nuts.Copy !req
284. - I quit.
- Oh, fine, quit.Copy !req
285. I'm gonna go fill my purse with food,Copy !req
286. then write some graffiti about you
in the bathroom,Copy !req
287. and wait in the car
for you to give me a ride home.Copy !req
288. This is bad.Copy !req
289. Babysitters aren't supposed to give kids
black eyes, unless...Copy !req
290. - Yeah, no, they're...
- No, they're not.Copy !req
291. I'm going to get fired. What'll I do?Copy !req
292. You'll probably have to leave town,
work on a shrimp boat, call yourself JJ.Copy !req
293. Whoa. No one has to know about this
if you take us to the reunion.Copy !req
294. But won't your parents see the black eye?Copy !req
295. Hm. All right, there's only one solution.
We all have to have black eyes.Copy !req
296. Jen has a black eye.Copy !req
297. Tina has a black eye.Copy !req
298. Gene has a black eye.Copy !req
299. I have a black eye.Copy !req
300. Who did it? Nobody knows.
"How'd you get your black eye?"Copy !req
301. "I don't know."
"How'd you get your black eye?"Copy !req
302. "What, do I have one?"
"Yeah."Copy !req
303. Oh, my God, what happened?Copy !req
304. I guess a black eye fairy came
and kissed us all on the eye.Copy !req
305. Wait, what?Copy !req
306. But if Jen gets in trouble, I get to be
babysitter again. I'm back, baby.Copy !req
307. No, no, no, Tina, Tina,
we need leverage here.Copy !req
308. Damn this big heart of mine.
I guess Jen shouldn't get fired.Copy !req
309. Well, then, it's time for some punch!Copy !req
310. Thank you, little people!Copy !req
311. We're not gonna stay and mingle!
Good night!Copy !req
312. Whoo!Copy !req
313. - Good luck, Tay-tas. Right, right, right.
- Ta-Ta's!Copy !req
314. Give it up for Bad Hair Day.Copy !req
315. How can you top that? You can't.
And next up, the Ta-Ta's.Copy !req
316. - Linda, come on.Copy !req
317. Yeah, Ta-Ta's, whoo! Oh... drunk.Copy !req
318. Linda, just get out here.Copy !req
319. Linda, get out there.Copy !req
320. - Come on, Lin, rock and roll!
- Uh...Copy !req
321. Uh, be right back. Ha, ha.Copy !req
322. - Linda, are you okay?
- I'm fine.Copy !req
323. - All right, uh, DJ?Copy !req
324. Get out here, pizza face.Copy !req
325. - Uh, no, thanks.
- Get out here.Copy !req
326. No, I can't, I should check on my wife.Copy !req
327. - Come on, it's your night.
- Ha, ha, it's not really.Copy !req
328. Not talking to you.
I'm talking to the pimple.Copy !req
329. Okay. "Okay, I'm coming."Copy !req
330. Go, pimple, go, pimple, go, pimple.Copy !req
331. That stupid... nothing...Copy !req
332. Uh, Jen, we're gonna need
to hang a little U-y.Copy !req
333. Hello, Mother, we'd like to give you
a ride, but you look crazy.Copy !req
334. What? Where are you going
and what happened to you?Copy !req
335. We all got punched, no one knows how,
life's funny that way. The end.Copy !req
336. - I still don't get our plan.
- Shush, Tina. Gah!Copy !req
337. - Anyway, Mom, where are you going?
- Yeah, what happened with the band?Copy !req
338. Oh, it was a disaster.Copy !req
339. Bad Dah Dah came and played
and blew everyone away.Copy !req
340. We would have been laughed off the stage,
like back then.Copy !req
341. - So, you left?
- Yeah.Copy !req
342. You're a runaway Ta-Ta?Copy !req
343. Yeah!Copy !req
344. You look like you could use
some Shim Sham crumbs.Copy !req
345. Here you go.Copy !req
346. Oh, oh, that's good, it makes— it's good.Copy !req
347. - Linda. Linda, listen. Linda, listen.
- Huh? Wha...? Huh, what?Copy !req
348. - Linda.
- What, Jen?Copy !req
349. Your band is probably bad,Copy !req
350. but I don't let it bother me
that I'm not a good babysitter.Copy !req
351. I have no chemistry with children,Copy !req
352. I don't know how to use a "mick-rowave,"Copy !req
353. I don't know what "bath time" means,
but I do it because I love it.Copy !req
354. Maybe you should think about that.Copy !req
355. Uh...Copy !req
356. Derek, I'm reeling you in, buddy.Copy !req
357. It's a fish! Linda!Copy !req
358. What? Why are the kids here?
Do they all have black eyes?Copy !req
359. - It's babysitter stuff, Dad, get over it.
- Yeah, it's above your pay grade.Copy !req
360. Um, okay, I want to come back to that,Copy !req
361. because none of what you just
said makes sense,Copy !req
362. but, first, I want to talk to your mother.Copy !req
363. Lin, I know you're nervous about
going up there.Copy !req
364. I was nervous about my pimple,Copy !req
365. but I was brave and I came here anyway,
and I'm having the time of my life—Copy !req
366. Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah. I already got
the inspirational speech from Jen.Copy !req
367. Okay? That's all right, I'm fine.Copy !req
368. I'm gonna go back with my friends, then.Copy !req
369. Hello, hey, everybody.
Uh, sorry for the delay.Copy !req
370. So we're gonna play for you,Copy !req
371. and, uh, not all those songs I wrote about
how fat your butts got,Copy !req
372. because this shouldn't be about revenge.Copy !req
373. It should be about having fun.
Sure, we might suck.Copy !req
374. We might be total crap, right, girls?Copy !req
375. Uh...Copy !req
376. But that's okay.
We're doing it, because we love it.Copy !req
377. - Whoo.
- And, hey— Shush, shush—Copy !req
378. Listen, I got something else to say.Copy !req
379. Back when this was just for fun,
when it was just us girls,Copy !req
380. there was someone who I loved to sing with
more than anyone else,Copy !req
381. and that's my sister, Gayle.Copy !req
382. - Hm?
- I'm sorry.Copy !req
383. I'm sorry to all you, guys.Copy !req
384. This Ta-Ta has been a real boob.Copy !req
385. So, uh, our first song is by Gayle.
Let's hear it for her. Gayle!Copy !req
386. Really?
- Yes.Copy !req
387. Oh, God, Linda, thank you!Copy !req
388. Gayle, get up here quick.Copy !req
389. - Let's go, let's go.
- Okay.Copy !req
390. - Here I come, ah!
- Let's go.Copy !req
391. - Hey, that's you.
- Yeah.Copy !req
392. - Ooh, that's...
- Hm.Copy !req
393. Yes! Yes!Copy !req
394. Wow. Oh, thank you. Angie, hit it.Copy !req
395. Bye, Jen. Bye, girls.
Oh, that was fun. Ha. Whoo!Copy !req
396. - Oh, Bob, your zit.
- I know, best pimple ever.Copy !req
397. Okay, if you think that thing
is coming home with us, you're crazy.Copy !req
398. I hope it never leaves.Copy !req
399. - No, I have to pop it for my sanity.
- Sit back down. Don't. Get off me.Copy !req
400. - Hold his face.
- Gonna give it a black eye!Copy !req
401. Gene, get your hands off me.Copy !req
402. - Don't touch it!
- Pressure on the side.Copy !req
403. - Get your hands off me!
- Hold his face, hold it tight!Copy !req
404. One, two, three!Copy !req
405. Why am I all wet? Why?
Oh, my God.Copy !req
406. I'm sorry, Dad.
Lin, pull over, pull over.Copy !req
407. Quit being such a baby, Bob.
Wipe the windshield, it's gross.Copy !req
408. I wonder what happened to Gayle.
Guess she got a ride.Copy !req
409. Ow, ow, ow,
you're pulling on my neck hair.Copy !req
410. It's mine now.Copy !req
411. Or three cats.Copy !req
412. These are the ones from the song.
The song's about them, my kids.Copy !req