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Okay guys I have got a great idea for our Gravity 5 yearbook picture.
We all jump up in midair...
Holding our instruments.
How cool is that?
- Medium cool, at best. - Okay, okay, but let's try it.
Woo!
Not yet.
We have to do it together.
Ready?
One... two...
Who jumps on two?
You didn't specify.
In my life, I have never met anyone who jumps on two.
I know people who jump on one.
Okay, well, we're...
Gonna jump on three.
Are we clear?
Three.
You said three.
Why is Kevin jumping?
[Sighs] Because I said three.
Don't.
Okay, anyway, I have great news.
I ran into Mr. March, and first he was like, "what's up?"
- Wow, that was good. Get it. - Thanks.
Then he said we got the gig.
Gravity 5 is playing the Concert in the Courtyard.
Yes! Supah fly!
Wow. Concert in the Courtyard? That is a huge deal.
They stream it live to high schools across the state.
It's gonna be the biggest audience we've ever had.
Awesome.
[Cheering]
Do you mind? We're working here.
Whoa, Nelson's taking this job really seriously.
Well, he is the yearbook photo editor.
He's in charge of every picture that goes in the yearbook.
Looks like The Perfs are going understated for their picture this year.
Coats, fab. Skis, fab.
Hair, not fab.
[Gasping]
- Can you fix it, Nelson? - You have to fix it, Nelson.
Not quite sure, but I'll give it a go, love.
That should do it, then. Now you're bloody perfect.
Bloody Perf.
Both: Perf power.
[Sighs]
Yearbook edition.
Ah, The Perfs are ridiculous.
I mean, their picture is totally over the top.
Yeah, unlike last year when you were their Queen.
Hey now hey now.
Everybody want to be popular.
Okay, why do you have to bring up old stuff?
- It just wasn't a good... - I loved that song.
Snow. [Clears throat] Snow. Where is my snow? [Claps]
Okay, now you're on holiday in the Alps, it's quite chilly girls.
I want to feel it.
- All: Brr. - Brilliant.
Now, more snow. Big smiles. It's snowing. We're happy.
And done.
Nice work, Nelson.
Wow, I can't wait for you to work your magic on the Gravity 5 yearbook page.
Oh, yeah.
Um, yeah, we don't get a yearbook page.
Uh, what do you mean?
Well, it kind of stinks, but the rules are clear.
Only clubs get a page, and we're a band, not a club.
The Perfs aren't a club. Why do they get their own page?
That's a funny story, actually.
You see, last year, the Queen of The Perfs found a loophole to get us club status.
Then closed the loophole so no one else could get it.
Dang it. Bitten by my own brilliance.
I'm cold. Let's get some hot cocoa.
Really? It's 82 degrees.
Well, I'm sorry. I didn't realize that there were hot cocoa laws.
Oh, snappy.
- I like it. - Yes.
Okay, we have got to get our picture in the yearbook.
Excuse me. We've got the Concert in the Courtyard.
We got to start rehearsing. Why are we talking about a stupid yearbook?
It's not stupid. I care about the yearbook.
I want to be in a picture with my best friends, and that's you guys.
I'm with Kacey. I think we should have an awesome photo in the yearbook.
It would definitely be a page I want everyone to sign.
I'm all about a band photo. I always get lost in class photos.
It's always been tall kid in the back. Tall kid in the back.
Yeah, Kevin?
I know. Tall kid in the back.
Well, a band photo would be sweet, but it's out of my hands.
Oh, come on, Nelson.
Can't you bend the rules a little so we can get our picture in the yearbook?
Sorry, but this job is really important to me.
I' been working up to it for years.
Ever since you were a middle school dweeb with a camera.
And now, you're a high school dweeb with a camera.
Okay, not loving the whole "dweeb" thing.
- But it's all good. - Ha.
Well, guys, we know what we have to do now.
Rehearse.
Nope.
Gravity 5 has to become an official school club.
Cool. Picture's back on.
Oh, I thought someone said three.
[Upbeat pop music]
Only you can be you.
Only I can be me.
You always want to be what you're not.
Can't you be happy with what you've got?
You're perfect the way you are.
With your insecurities, flaws, and scars.
Your life's too short to worry.
Don't you know it's true.
Only you can be you.
Only I can be me.
Only you can be you.
Only I can be me.
Only you can be you.
Only I can be me.
Only you can be you.
Only I can be me.
I can be me.
Stevie? This reddish thing?
Is it a pimple?
Hmm, it's in the pimple family.
Oh, yeah, but I'd say it's more of a cousin.
- Or an uncle. - Yes.
Hello, uncle pimple.
Okay, stop talking to it. It doesn't have a name.
Zander, why are you so stressed out?
[Sighs] Picture day's coming up.
- So? It's gonna be fine. - Easy for you to say.
You didn't see my last yearbook photo from my old school.
Wow. Can we see it?
- No. - Come on. Please.
We never seen a bad picture of Johnny handsome.
And you never will. Not in a million years.
Whoa, calm down. You're making your pimple throb.
Great. So it is a pimple.
Guys. Guys. Guys.
It's official.
I signed us up to be a club, which means, we get our own page in the yearbook.
But you are aware that once we're a club, anyone can join.
- Anyone? - Anyone.
But what if no one finds out we're a club.
Well, that sounds good, except for...
All new clubs have to advertise for members, it's the rules.
More rules? Really?
There's got to be some way around this.
[Sighs]
Okay. Okay. Maybe we do advertise.
But, who says that we have to advertise well?
- I've got an awesome idea. - Ooh, what?
Why don't we stop worrying about what we're going to look like in the yearbook and,
start worrying about what we're going to sound like,
for the Concert in the Courtyard.
Stevie's right.
What is on your face?
It's his uncle pimple.
Okay, that's it. I'm getting some acne cream.
I am not gonna have another bad yearbook photo.
Move.
Old school, uncle pimples, what is he talking about?
Apparently, his old yearbook photo was so bad, he won't let anybody see it.
Hmm. We really need to get a hold of that yearbook.
How exactly are we gonna do that?
Well, I may have a lead for you, but, um...
How far are you willing to go to get this yearbook?
As far as we have to.
But I can't cross Central Avenue. My mom won't let me.
I don't like this. I don't like this at all.
Calm down. Do you want this yearbook or not?
I do, but our source should be here by now. I'm freaking out over here.
Shh.
You Zander's sister?
No, I'm the Mayor of Baltimore. Yes, I'm Zander's sister.
Aw, she's so cute.
Bunnies are cute. I'm here to do business.
- You got the stuff? - We got it.
Caramel on the outside, green apple on the inside.
So.
Who's gonna make the first move?
Well, that all depends.
Where's your brother's yearbook?
My brother's what?
I mean, your brother's...
Orange pajamas.
- That's what I thought you said. - Then on three.
One.
Two.
Three.
You said three.
Tell jumpy to chill out, or it's off.
Zander's picture's gone.
And so...
Am I.
She's not cute. She's the devil.
There. That's the ad for our club membership.
But it's so tiny it's unreadable.
Oh.
Genius.
And Nelson? I followed all of the rules.
Well, technically, I guess.
You two stand guard in front of the flyer so no one can see it.
And whatever you do, don't move.
Our yearbook photo depends on it.
Where are you going?
Somewhere where we don't have to stand in front of a piece of paper all day.
Duh.
Worst job ever.
Agreed.
Well.
Look at the two of you just standing there.
Yeah, you guys. How's the standing business going?
Well, not to brag or anything, but...
Really well.
Hmm. Something's going on.
- How'd you figure that out so quickly? - Oh, so you admit it.
Yeah, but not on purpose.
- Zip it. - Zipping.
Well, you might as well just tell me because,
either way, I'm going to get it out of you.
[Laughs]
We can do this the easy way, or the hard way.
But I warn you, I often get them mixed up.
Well, give it your best shot. We're not moving.
Hey Nelson, you want to go get some hot cocoa?
Sure.
Hey, whatever you're hiding's under your hand, isn't it?
No.
Look me in the eye, Kevin.
You want to tell me, don't you?
It's too hard to keep such a big secret inside you like that.
Think about how much better you'll feel when you tell Mol-Mol.
Mol-Mol?
Yeah, your best-y.
Are you having a breakdown?
Maybe I am.
I know some people think I'm mean, but...
I'm no different from the other kids, I like shopping and
Swedish Massage and long walks down the Rue Mont Bearnaise, but...
I've got this reputation to uphold, and it's...
So hard.
Aw.
Got it.
I can't believe I've fallen for that.
I'm shocked you lasted as long as you did.
Oh, so Gravity 5's a club now.
- You didn't get it from me. - Actually, I did.
Congratulations Gravity 5.
You're officially a club. Yay.
How did you find out about that?
Well, we saw your tiny flyer, and we felt bad.
So we decided to help you out, and made this.
- Uh-oh. - Oh, no. That can't be good.
Kacey, big news. Molly saw the...
Oh, looks like you're all caught up.
- We should go. - Yeah, we're gonna go.
Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Excuse me.
- Uh, what's going on here? - Who are they?
They're the new members of Gravity 5.
I can't wait to see what your yearbook photo's gonna look like now.
Forget the yearbook photo. What about the Concert in the Courtyard?
I know. How are you going to perform with all these people?
Oh, well. I'm sure you'll figure something out.
Honestly, I'm not so sure.
I was being facetious.
Honestly, I'm not so sure I know what that means.
All right. Quite down everybody. I'm Sven. This is Ollie.
And together, we are Gravity 5.
I'm supposed to say that.
Woo!
We're about to have the biggest gig of our lives and our band has, 90 people in it.
Okay, maybe it's not as bad as we think.
Listen up, everyone.
Tomorrow night, we are going to be playing the Concert in the Courtyard.
Uh, question. Where is it going to be?
In the courtyard.
- Uh, when is it again? - Tomorrow.
What's a courtyard?
A large, open air space.
Okay. Any more questions?
Actually, no.
No more questions. In fact, no more talking.
Let's just see what you guys can do, okay?
[Both imitating guitar music]
Okay, great.
Now do you want to actually try making those sounds with the guitars?
Yeah, we don't do that.
[Sings single note]
I'm playing a teeny guitar.
I'm a giant.
Sorry I'm late.
Why are you touching my ukulele?
- What's on your face, dude? - Ah, it's just a little acne cream.
Nah, I know. You're a mime.
Then why would I be talking?
Because you're a bad mime.
Get out of here.
I found it.
The company that published Zander's yearbook last year.
Yes, finally, a bad picture of Johnny handsome.
What do you think it's gonna be? Eyes half closed?
Tongue hanging out the mouth?
Booger in the nose? Booger out of the nose?
Calm down. We'll know soon enough. I'm calling them right now to get a copy.
What kind of voice are you gonna use?
I thought I'd use mine.
No, they're not gonna give it to a kid. You have to sound like Zander's mom.
I've never met Zander's mom.
Well, she probably sounds like Zander, but, uh, mommier.
Shh. They answered.
[With poor foreign accent] Hello.
My son lost his yearbook from last year.
Ja, Cranepool High School.
Vill you send me another one?
- What are you doing? - I'm trying to sound like Zander's mom.
Zander's mom is Swedish and crazy?
[Screaming] Twinkle, twinkle, little star!
How I wonder what you are!
Pretty good, right?
Okay, I'm definitely having nightmares tonight.
We're doomed.
This is all your fault.
Wait, my fault? Oh, no, no, no.
This was your plan to make us a club.
Well, I wouldn't have had to do that in the first place,
if you just let us in the yearbook.
You know, it's like you care more about your yearbook rules than your best friends.
Okay, now, that is not fair.
Don't you think that I wanted a picture of all of us together in the yearbook too?
Doesn't look like it, does it?
Oh, give me a break. This job means a lot to me.
I was just trying to do the right thing.
Great. We don't have Nelson, but we do have this.
You're right.
- I give up. - You give up?
No, no, no, no, no. You caused this.
Have you ever heard that old saying, "the show must go on"?
Well, we've got a show, and it must go on.
What are we supposed to do?
We've got to be creative.
You know, inside of all that racket...
There's actually something musical going on.
Okay, listen up.
Everybody with a size ten shoe or larger, over there.
Everybody who likes to clap at movies, that side.
Everybody else, grab the first thing you see, and hit it against something else.
Now, Kevin, give me a beat.
[Drumming]
All right, everyone? Listen to the beat, try to keep up.
Mouth wide open, I caught you by surprise.
The way you look at me. Boy, I got you hypnotized.
It's like I grew up here, right before your eyes.
I got a little something I know that you like...
Next.
Wow, can you believe it's picture day already?
Every day of my life is picture day.
Right. Right, usually, you know, I hate picture day, but today I'm feeling good.
My skin's clear, I'm feeling...
Great. Sit and smile, please.
Right. What kind of smile, though?
Because, you know, I got this smile.
But it's a lot of teeth. Or I got the shy guy.
But is that really me?
I don't know who you are.
- Hey, guys. - Look what we stumbled across.
Your old yearbook.
[Laughing]
Good enough.
No!
Poor Kacey. This concert's gonna be streamed to every high school in the state.
And it's gonna be an epic fail.
Uh, I heard that.
That's okay. Molly wanted you to hear it.
Oh, cool. You're here.
I was worried you weren't gonna play with us.
I'm not. I'm here on official business to take your yearbook picture.
Are you sure?
Welcome, everyone, to the Concert in the Courtyard.
A courtyard is a large, open air space.
Thank you, Jimmy.
So, we've got a lot of new friends up here.
And on behalf of all of us, it is my honor to give you gravity...
Hold on a second.
Oh.
Look, Nelson, I know you were just trying to do your job.
I was.
And I know that you were just trying to do something cool for the band.
Still friends?
Always.
So, uh, it's pretty crowded up there.
But this performance won't mean anything unless there's one more person in it.
Listen up, people.
Good things can happen when you play by the rules.
So give it up for gravity twenty-two!
[Cheering]
Mouth wide open, I caught you by surprise.
'Cause the way you look at me, boy I got you hypnotized.
It's like I grew up here, right before your eyes.
I've got a little something I know that you like.
I'm at that point where I'ma just be me.
'Cause can't nobody do me better, baby.
I'ma make you look at me a little differently.
So watch me do my thing. And I'm a spread my wings.
Opinion's all I got. Everybody's got one.
They all got opinions, even when you ain't asking.
Hey you can have your point of view.
'Cause up where I'm at. You can see how I do.
Tonight. I'ma do what I want.
Tonight. I'ma say what I want.
Tonight. I'ma move how I want.
I'ma live how I want.
And I'm not her.
And she ain't me.
So don't compare me.
To some girl you think I should be.
'Cause I'ma do my own thing. Let me do my own thing.
I'ma do my own thing. Tonight.
'Cause when I look in the mirror, the face I see.
Belongs to me.
Opinion's all I got. Everybody's got one.
They all got opinions even when you ain't asking...
I'm fairly sure this is terrible. But reassure me, Grace, is this terrible?
Grace?
Grace!
Tonight. I'ma say what I want.
Tonight. I'ma move how I want.
I'ma live how I want.
I'ma just be me tonight...
[Clapping]
Wow, our live stream has 100,000 likes.
Only one negative comment.
From Mol-Mol ninety-seven?
I can't believe my best-y would do that to me.
Not even gonna ask.
Guys, big news.
Principal Kirstie somehow found out about the Perf's loophole.
And he said that if they want to be in the yearbook, they have to become a real club.
- Are you saying? - Yes, I am.
Squeeze in, blokes. Squeeze in.
Both: No. Squeeze out.
Squeeze out.
All: Perf power!
No!
Bloody perfect.
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