Fashion Shows & First Impressions/Transcript

Fashion Shows & First Impressions
Exterior. Shredder's Beach Club.
Dez:	'Sup, guys? What do you think of my sweater?!
Austin:	It only has one arm.
Ally:	I could take it or "sleeve" it. Is it just me, or are my jokes getting better?
Trish:	It's just you.
Carrie:	Hey, guys. I made this sweater for my Dezzie. I'm taking a knitting class.
Dez:	Can you believe this is the first thing she ever knitted?
Austin:	What?!
Ally:	No way.
Trish:	I have eyes.
Gavin:	Well, let's get out of here, Ally. It's time to celebrate our one-month-iversary.
Ally:	We're going to the pickle factory. Isn't Gavin the sweetest?
Trish:	It must be hard seeing Ally with someone else.
Austin:	It was weird at first, but I'm ready to move on.
Dez:	I know the perfect girl. She's tall, sweet, easy on the eyes. Sadly, she's taken. Love you, babe. Boop! Lucky for you, Carrie has a sister.
Carrie:	Oh, that's a great idea. You'd love her. She's just like me. Only, kinda forgetful. Oh, which reminds me, I forgot to turn off the dishwasher.
Austin:	I have a feeling her sister's probably not my type.
Dez:	Maybe this will change your mind.
Austin:	Yeah, definitely not my type.
Dez:	Are you sure? 'Cause I've met her, and she's every bit as amazing as Carrie.
Carrie:	Bubbles taste weird.
Theme song.
Interior. Sonic Boom.
Trish:	Ally, I have big news. Have you ever heard of Armand Bianchi?
Ally:	Of course! He's that celebrity designer who made that one red carpet dress out of red carpet.
Trish:	Well, I got you a meeting with him. Wearing one of his dresses would be great exposure.
Ally:	Yeah! I could make the best-dressed list.
Trish:	Or the worst-dressed list. But who cares? As long as you're on the list.
Ally:	Thanks so much for setting this up, Trish. Uh, what's this?
Trish:	It looks like yarn. It goes all the way up to the practice room.
Dez:	Hey! Who's pulling me?
Trish:	What's with the sweater shorts? One leg is shorter than the other.
Dez:	Man, I must have unraveled. I'll go have Carrie fix them.
Ally:	Should we tell him they're still unraveling? He's gonna be in his underwear any minute.
Trish:	Meh, he'll find out soon enough.
Exterior. Shredder's Beach Club.
Austin:	Ever since Ally and Dez got in relationships, I've got no one to hang out with. So I'm really glad we're doing this.
Trish:	I'm glad we're doing this too. I really enjoy these moments.
Austin:	Aww, thanks! I feel the same way.
Trish:	Huh? Oh, sorry, I was talking to my boyfriend. Say that again, Jace. Oh, Jace...
Austin:	Well, at least I got you, beach ball. You'll never leave me. Aw, come on.
Piper:	Ow! Hey! Watch where you're throwing those.
Austin:	Sorry. Ooh. Whoa. Hello. I mean... 'Sup? I'm Austin.
Piper:	I know who you are. I'm a big fan. I mean, 'sup. I'm Piper.
Austin:	Some more are coming in. Those waves are getting big.
Piper:	Actually, I'm waiting for them to get bigger.
Austin:	Really? Those waves are too small for you? Me too. So, how come I haven't seen you around here before?
Piper:	I usually surf by my house. But there's much better scenery here, if you know what I mean.
Austin:	Thanks. I did some pushups earlier.
Piper:	I was talking about the beach, spaghetti arms. Are you sure you're doing those pushups right?
Austin:	Very funny. You just wanted to touch my arm.
Piper:	Maybe.
Austin:	You wanna go surfing tomorrow?
Piper:	Are you asking me out?
Austin:	What can I say? You rode a wave right into my heart.
Piper:	Wow. I hope your surfing's better than your flirting.
Austin:	Me too. So what do you say?
Piper:	It's a date. Hey, there's supposed to be some killer 20-foot waves in the morning.
Austin:	Great. Then I'll see you after lunch.
Interior. Sonic Boom.
Ally:	Thanks again for setting up that meeting. You know, Armand Bianchi's one of my favorite designers.
Trish:	Me too. Remember that dress he made out of live snapping turtles?
Ally:	Yeah. I wonder if that model ever got her nose back.
Austin:	Greetings! Everyone feeling splendid?
Trish:	Did you just say "splendid"?
Austin:	Yeah. I'm going on a date with this amazing girl. So I looked up a bunch of new words to make her think I'm smart. You all look quite adolescent.
Ally:	I love it that you're learning new words. Maybe next you can learn what they mean.
Austin:	You guys are really gonna like my date. She's beautiful, she's funny, she surfs.
Dez:	Well, does she floss? 'Cause you can tell a lot about a girl by her gums. Ahh.
Trish:	Uh...
Dez:	Yeah, this one's feisty.
Austin:	Here she is now! Guys? Meet my date.
Carrie:	Piper?
Piper:	Hey, Carrie.
Austin:	You guys know each other?
Carrie:	Yeah, she's my sister.
Austin:	What?
Trish:	No way. Piper's the kooky girl Dez wanted to set you up with in the first place?
Piper:	Wait... What are you talking about?
Dez:	Yeah, I wanted to set you two up... But when I showed Austin your picture, he was all like, "blech! Ugh! Yeesh!"
Piper:	Really? So, I wasn't good enough for you?
Austin:	No, I... I can explain. Dez showed me this picture, and your face was all... Not like it is now.
Piper:	That was from "nerd day" at school.
Austin:	Well, I'm glad we cleared that up. Come on, let's go on our date now.
Piper:	It bothers me that all you care about are looks. What if that wasn't a costume? It could have been real. Haven't you ever gone through an awkward phase?
Ally:	I think we're all feeling a little awkward right now.
Trish:	Actually, I'm enjoying myself.
Piper:	You can forget about that date, Austin. I don't wanna go out with a guy who's this shallow.
Austin:	I'm not shallow. I just like pretty girls. Wait, that sounded bad!
Carrie:	So, where you guys going on your date?
Interior. Sonic Boom.
Austin:	How can Piper think I'm shallow? Would a shallow guy spend three hours making his hair look like this?
Trish:	Yes, he would.
Dez:	I spent three hours putting on this outfit Carrie gave me. I don't know why she gave me two.
Trish:	I think those are socks.
Dez:	Ohh, that's why it took me three hours to put on.
Austin:	How can I show Piper I'm deep?
Dez:	Read her your journal. I love May 10th, when you cried after seeing that double rainbow.
Austin:	I fell off my skateboard. There just happened to be a double rainbow at the same time.
Trish:	Forget the rainbows! Just do something thoughtful for her. Find out what she likes to eat and cook for her.
Dez:	Yeah! Girls love it when you care about stuff they like. Why else would I be wearing a sock dress all day?
Austin:	All right. Then I'm gonna be into whatever Piper's into. What do you think she likes to eat?
Dez:	Carrie said she's a vegan.
Austin:	And I'm a Capricorn. But what does she like to eat?
Interior. Fashion show.
Armand Bianchi:	Um, no no no no. Ahh, you must be Trish.
Trish:	Mm-hmm.
Armand Bianchi:	Oh, no. Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah.
Trish:	Wow, that's a lot of kisses. Thank you for meeting us, Mr. Bianchi. You're our favorite clothing designer.
Armand Bianchi:	Oh, I'm not a designer! I'm merely a vessel through which pattern and fashion birth into the universe.
Ally:	Sounds messy. Hi, I'm Ally. Great to meet you.
Armand Bianchi:	Oh!
Ally:	Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah...
Armand Bianchi:	Oh! Only six. We just met. Ally, you are quite beautiful. How would you... Like to be my new muse?
Ally:	Are you serious?
Armand Bianchi:	I've never made a joke in my life. And besides, I've grown bored of my former muse. Jamie, you're boring! And fired! I have a show this weekend, and I'd like you to wear the crown jewel of my collection. Thank you. This coat is made entirely of feathers from the exotic jub-jub bird... A rare and distant relative of the peacock.
Ally:	Oh, it's beautiful.
Armand Bianchi:	Yes, this fashion show will help raise money to prevent their... Extinction.
Trish:	You know what else would prevent their extinction? Not making coats out of them.
Armand Bianchi:	I only use the feathers that naturally fall off the birds in my private sanctuary.
Trish:	Well, no one's gonna be able to pull it off like our Ally. We'll work on that.
Armand Bianchi:	Yeah.
Exterior. Shredder's Beach Club.
Austin:	I hope you're waxing up an appetite. Because I have some treats for you. They're pretty delinquent.
Piper:	I don't think you're using that word right.
Austin:	Listen... I wanna prove to you that I'm not shallow. I spent all night writing you this poem.
Piper:	"I know I was rude and came off kinda jerky, so I made you some food. Enjoy this tofu Turkey."
Austin:	It rhymes.
Piper:	Look, Austin, I already told you I don't wanna go out with you.
Austin:	Maybe this will change your mind. I heard you're a vegan, so once I figured out what that meant, I made you tofu with carrots, carrot souffle... Carrot soup, carrot cake...
Piper:	You realize, they make other vegetables.
Austin:	Look, Piper, just give me a chance to prove myself. I'll do anything you're into.
Piper:	Really? Anything I'm into? Okay. Well, for starters, I don't believe in bottled water.
Austin:	I... I don't believe in it either. But, look, it's real.
Piper:	I mean, it's not natural enough for me. I prefer coconut water. Straight from the tallest trees.
Austin:	Um... okay. I'll be right back. Hoo!
Carrie:	What are you up to? You don't drink coconut water.
Piper:	I know. I'm testing him. He says he's a genuine guy who's really into me, and I wanna see how far he'll go.
Carrie:	Ooh, I like that. It's so delinquent.
Austin:	Aww! There's a bird's nest up here! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow ow!
Interior. Sonic Boom. Practice room.
Ally:	So, I watched models on TV to come up with my own runway walk. I call this "the fish out of water."
Trish:	I think we should throw that one back.
Ally:	Okay. How about "the lost tourist"?
Gavin:	Eh, can I give that to her... some directions? How about... don't walk like that?
Ally:	Okay. You'll love "the prancing pony." Ooh!
Trish:	(neighs)
Interior. Sonic Boom.
Dez:	(screams) Oh. Sorry, caveman guy.
Austin:	Dez, it's me.
Dez:	Oh. (screams)
Austin:	Piper made me give up clothes, soap, toothpaste... Even my hair products.
Dez:	But your hair was so perfect before. It's all you had!
Austin:	Well, what about my singing and dancing?
Dez:	Ooh. A lot of people sing and dance, buddy. So, is Piper gonna go out with you now?
Austin:	No. She still thinks I'm some shallow guy. I don't know what else I can do.
Dez:	She seems to be all about saving the animals. Protest this fashion show. They're using feathers from endangered animals.
Austin:	"Armand Bianchi debuts his one-of-a-kind jub-jub coat." She'll hate this! I'll go down there and hold up a sign.
Dez:	Oh-ho, no no no no no! Amateur. You need to think bigger. Like dump buckets of paint on all the models.
Austin:	That's a great idea! You get Piper there. I'll take care of the rest.
Dez:	How about I get Piper there and you take care of your breath? Whoo!
Exterior. Shredder's Beach Club.
Trish:	Thanks for covering my shift, Carrie. I couldn't miss Ally's first fashion show.
Carrie:	No problem. You sure you don't wanna wear my latest knit shirt?
Trish:	That's a hat.
Carrie:	No. It's a shirt. I just couldn't get it over my head.
Trish:	How's it going, Dez?
Dez:	I am outraged. And you will be too, Piper. Austin found out there are these poor defenseless birds, whose feathers are being used to make coats, pants and skirts.
Piper:	Ooh, I bet those feather skirts are cute.
Dez:	Uh, super cute. Wait... I thought you were against using animals for anything.
Piper:	Yeah, about that... Um, I'm not really anti-feather or anti-soap or anti-leather.
Carrie:	Or antidisestablishmentarianism. I learned that word in history class. I don't know what it means, but I've been dying to use it.
Piper:	I was just messing with Austin to see if he was really into me. It turns out, he's a really great guy.
Trish:	So you completely embarrassed and humiliated a person just to prove a point?! We're gonna be great friends.
Piper:	I'm gonna stop making him do all that crazy stuff.
Dez:	Mm, you should have stopped him 10 minutes ago. He's now at the fashion show protesting the abuse of some weird jub-jub bird.
Trish:	Did you say jub-jub bird? Dez, no one's abusing the birds! The show's raising money to save them! And Ally's the starring model.
Dez:	What?! Ally's a model? Have you seen that girl walk in heels?
Trish:	Yeah, it's ugly.
Dez:	It's about to get uglier. Austin's gonna drop buckets of paint on Ally and the other models.
Trish:	Oh, I'll call him!
Piper:	Ooh, that might be a problem. Austin got rid of his phone when I told him I didn't believe in technology.
Interior. Fashion show.
Piper:	Austin! Austin!
Austin:	Piper! I'm so glad you're here. I'm about to stop this disgusting fashion show.
Piper:	You don't have to.
Austin:	I know. That's just the kind of non-superficial guy I am. I lie awake at night thinking about those poor jub-jub birds.
Trish:	Austin, she's been messing with you. She's manipulative and deceitful and has a lot of other great qualities too.
Piper:	I'm sorry, Austin. I was just testing you. I'm not really against all that stuff.
Austin:	So, I wore this potato sack for nothing? I ate vegetables for nothing!
Piper:	Well, the vegetables weren't for nothing. I am a vegan.
Austin:	I can't believe this.
Trish:	I'm just glad we found you in time.
Carrie:	Now you won't ruin Ally's fashion show.
Austin:	Ally's in this? Oh, no, she's gonna get covered in paint when this timer goes off!
Trish:	Well, turn it off!
Austin:	I can't!
Trish:	Oh...
Dez:	We have to get her attention. Ally! Ally!
Trish:	She thinks we're cheering her on.
Carrie:	Ally! Ally!
Piper:	We have five seconds. Do something.
Austin:	Look out, Ally! Saved it.
Gavin:	Ally!
Armand Bianchi:	Oh! Oh, my... My precious angel! Are you okay?!
Gavin:	I got this, sir. She's my precious angel.
Armand Bianchi:	I was talking about my coat! Is it... is it ruined?!
Ally:	Austin, what's going on?
Armand Bianchi:	I'll tell you what's going on. This monster tried to ruin the most important piece of clothing I have ever created.
Austin:	I hate to interrupt, but you might wanna yell at me a bit further away.
Armand Bianchi:	Huh? Oh... Fly, my jub-jub, fly! Is she safe?
Interior. Fashion show.
Piper:	Sorry again for lying to you.
Austin:	I understand why you thought I was shallow. I'm really sorry too.
Piper:	Can we start over?
Austin:	I'd like that. 'Sup? I'm Austin.
Piper:	'Sup? I'm Piper. Wanna go surfing? I hear there are some killer 20-foot waves tomorrow morning.
Austin:	Great. Then I'll see you after lunch. Not 'cause I'm scared of big waves, 'cause it's gonna take me that long to get my hair looking good again.
Ally:	Austin, I can't believe it.
Austin:	I know. I'm really sorry I ruined your show.
Ally:	No. I mean you and Piper. I'm really happy for you.
Austin:	Thanks. So you're not mad at me for causing all this?
Ally:	No. I think it's romantic you made a fool of yourself to impress a girl.
Austin:	But I ruined your modeling debut.
Ally:	Eh, I'm sure I would have ruined it sooner or later. Have you seen me walk in heels. Ahh. Oh!
Exterior. Shredder's Beach Club.
Trish:	Guys, I've got big news. Armand Bianchi saw the knit clothes you wore at the fashion show, and wants to feature you in his next photo shoot.
Carrie:	No way! I knew I was good but I didn't know I was that good.
Trish:	Trust me, none of us did.
Dez:	I finally get to put my supermodel good looks to use.

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