The Thundermans

Hey, look at you on your first day of work.

You even look adorable covered in Splat spew.

Yeah, I'm all dirty from cleaning the tubes.

Jay Jay doesn't know how I do it.

Wow, now I know who to call when I accidentally

flush an earring down the toilet.

Yep, you call me, I'll call a plumber.

Well, anyway, good luck with your first day of work

and stay on your toes--

all 11 of them. - Shhh. Quiet.

You're the only person who knows about my bonus toe.

Well, you and that dude at the sandal store.

Hey, I think your bonus toe is cute.

Well, I don't. It's my secret shame.

My hairy, pointed- the-wrong-way shame.

Link, you can trust me, okay?

We're in the secret-sharing phase now that

we're officially "Phoebink." - Unh.

"Linkebe." - Uh...

Okay, our names don't go together,

but we do. - BOTH:

Guys, I found us a new drummer.

This is Wolfgang.

That's a weird name.

What's up? I'm Oyster.

And I'm Gideon.

I'm kinda the heart throb of this band.

Wolfgang is exactly what we've been looking for.

There's just one tiny catch.

Wolfgang!

He's a foreign exchange student

who only speaks German.

Oh, by the way, Gideon, he lives with your family now.

Fine, but I'm not sharing my water bed.

How about we celebrate with a rock feast?

One taco?

It's all we can afford, bro.

Hi, guys!

You're a band, right?

Yeah--unless you're lookin' for a stolen cowbell.

Then, no. -

I'm holding auditions to hire a band

to play here every Saturday.

Cool! - Awesome! - Wolfgang!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

A band of our caliber comes at a price.

The pay is free food. - That's the price.

Wait, how can we be the Splatburger band,

if we don't have a single good song?

What about the new song I wrote?

Everyone will love it. Watch.

Uh-oh, they're ordering tomatoes.

We should stop them. - Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!

You really shouldn't try so hard on your first day.

Our band needs a new hit song and I've got nothing.

Colosso, what rhymes with snot rocket?

You stink at writing songs--ocket.

Whatever--like you know anything about making music.

For your information,

I once dropped my own rap album.

Enough!

That sounds awful.

Yeah, well, I didn't say I wrote good music.

To do that you need to have a heart

and supervillains like us don't have one.

Hey, I have a heart, okay? It's just...

filled with spiders and black licorice.

Maybe I don't have what it takes to write a good song.

Link is seriously the best boyfriend ever.

I know. I feel like every time I turn around,

he's giving you another gift.

See? You're dating a gift ninja.

Yeah, I'm running out of space in my diary

to write about him.

Seven hundred pages of passion and poetry

straight from the heart.

The tree that died to make that diary

dies a little more every time you write in it.

Max, if you want a hit song with meaning and passion,

you need to get that diary.

Well, I can never find her diary.

She hides it ever since Billy did a book report on it.

Well, then, you've gotta sneak into her room

and see where she puts it.

How would I do that?

Hide inside of a giant teddy bear?

Aw, the gift ninja struck again.

I wonder what my sweetie wrote this time?

"Here's this. From Link."

Well, they can't all be winners.

Dr. Colosso, you pooped in our shoes for the last time.

You can't prove it was me.

We found your tiny toilet paper.

And your tiny magazines.

Maybe a ride on the twirl and hurl will teach you.

Super-spin him, Billy.

- COLOSSO: Whoa! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Stop spinnin' me! I'm gonna puke!

What's going on here?

We were just getting Dr. Colosso back

for pooping in our shoes.

What makes you think acting like that is okay?

Colosso! You pooped in my shoes!

I'm canceling your tiny magazine subscription--

after I cancel you. - Hank!

I think the kids have been picking up

some ugly behavior from you.

Uh! Uh-oh, here comes lunch!

- BARB:

You puked on my new shoes!

Oh, eat lightning, barf bunny!

Correction.

They've been picking up ugly behavior from us.

Okay, Dr. Colosso,

we've been at each other's throats lately

and that's about to end.

Mom's gonna light him up.

You are about to get a taste of what you deserve.

Here it comes.

Carrot cake!

BILLY, NORA, COLOSSO: What?!

We wanted to apologize

for raising our voices at you earlier.

Oh, thanks, guys.

I look forward to pooping this into your shoes.

Ho, ho, ho, Colosso. You are a scamp!

What's going on here?

Oh, I get it.

It's backwards day.

Can somebody tell me what's going on here?

Billy's clothes are on backwards

and he's making more sense than you two.

Your father and I need to set a better example.

So, from now on, we're gonna be nice to Dr. Colosso,

even if he's not being nice to us.

Yes, because we are superheroes

and we must never stoop to a supervillain's level.

Saved ya a slice, Hank!

Thanks, my furry friend.

See? No stooping.

That was great. Thank you.

Hey, Max, your new lyrics are incredible.

You're a real softy, aren't you?

Yeah, I'm just a big old teddy bear.

Okay, you guys are up.

Let's go.

All right, this song means a lot to me

as an artist, songwriter and someone who likes free food.

Hit it, boys!

That's enough! That's enough!

Wow!

Just give us a sec, okay?

Max, I need to talk to you.

Sorry, Link, no autographs for dudes.

N-N-N-No.