The Thundermans

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- Ooh. Love me a good limbo.

¶ How low can you go ¶

¶ Unh! How low can you-- ¶

Oh!

Why-y-y-y-y?

It's a bow staff.

I'm training with it so I can add it as one of my special

skills to our Z Force application.

Wanna see some more moves?

- No, no! I like my bones.

Check it out.

If we list enough amazing talents on this baby,

we'll stand out from our competition.

- Well, I was gonna give you my list of special skills,

you know, before you went all Kung Fu Phoebe on me.

All right, let's see.

Freeze breath, heat breath, telekinesis.

Max, we both have these powers.

Special skills are what you bring to the Z Force

that no one else does.

- Well, then, put down slow-motion arm farting.

I will not.

Okay, fine.

What did you put on your list?

- Well, uh, to name a few-- codebreaking,

conversational Japanese, power core, turkey calls,

knot-tying, BASE jumping, spelunking, accents,

photographic memory, and speed-talking.

- Well, you didn't read the last special skill on my list:

inventing gadgets.

Ha! Yeah.

Oh, you're serious?

Come on, Max.

Name of your gadgets that didn't backfire.

- The nosehairlizer. - Gave Nora a beard.

- The supervillain eye patch. - Turned a child evil.

- The brain meld. - Speaks for itself.

- Well, you haven't seen my newest gadget.

A...brush?

- It's not just a brush, Phoebe.

It's a gel brush.

Hair gel and brush together at last!

- Wow. Can't wait to see how this blows up in your face.

- - Ugh! Ah!

Oh. Yeah. That's out.

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Barb, I keep getting mean chirps

from that guy on my bowling league. Look.

"You put the gut in gutterball."

- Why is someone sending you mean chirps, Dad?

- Ever since everyone found out your dad's Thunder Man,

this guy Nico is saying he used his powers

to win last year's bowling championship.

- - Butthead?

No! You're the butthead!

Uh, Hank?

Watch your language.

- Butthead! Okay.

Sorry.

It's just that I won this trophy fair and square.

And there's nothing that two-faced magician

can say to change that.

- A magician? Named Nico?

As in the Amazing Nico?

He's our favorite.

- Yeah, he's way better than that magician

you got for my birthday-- Good Enough Greg.

- That guy made the fun disappear.

- Nico's big trick is that he can walk through walls.

- Whoop-di-do. I fly through the ceiling every day.

Yeah, about that?

Please stop.

- Dad, can you take us to meet Nico?

Absolutely not.

- Guys, Dad's taking us to meet the Amazing Nico!

- No, no, no, no, no, no, I didn't say that.

- BILLY, NORA, CHLOE: Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!

- Aw, that's so sweet of you, Hank!

What just happened?

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- She says I stink at gadgets?

She's the one who stinks.

Yeah, she does.

I worked all night on this.

Yeah, you did.

- Don't tell me I don't have any special skills.

- Okay, Mommy. Love you, too.

Oh, I'm sorry. Were you talking to me?

Yes.

I've been talking to you for the past 12 hours

while I've been working on my most amazing project yet.

- I ignored you for 12 hours?

I gotta call and tell my mom.

Stop calling your mom!

Like my new skill?

- Annoying entrances? That's not new.

- Whatever. What'd you wanna talk about?

- Phoebe, what's the best way to fight crime?

- Well, the Hero League manual says--

- Wrong! - Aah!

- The best way is to stop it before it happens.

I give you...

The crimecaster! -

- It's a gadget that crunches years of crime statistics

through a state-of-the-art algorithm.

Heh! Al-go-rithm!

Did you sleep last night?

- No! - Oh, okay.

- Point is, it predicts future crimes

so we can use it to catch criminals in the act.

Heh. In the act!

I'm sorry. I really need a nap.

- Wow, that gadget sounds unbelievable...

as in I am unable to believe that it works.

- MAX's COMPUTERIZED VOICE: It's crime time.

- Looks like it's about to prove you wrong.

It says, "Hiddenville High will be vandalized tonight."

Unless we're there to stop it.

- All right, fine, Max, if this works,

then we will put gadgets on our Z Force application.

- I know. They never shut up.

Hold on.

Mom, I think they heard me.

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¶ What you see ¶

¶ Is not what you get ¶

¶ Livin' our lives with a secret ¶

¶ We fit right in ¶

¶ Bet you never guessed ¶

¶ 'Cause we're livin' our lives ¶

¶ Just like all the rest ¶

¶ A picture perfect family ¶

¶ Is what we try to be ¶

¶ Look closer, you might see ¶

¶ The crazy things we do ¶

¶ This isn't make believe ¶

¶ It's our reality ¶

¶ Just your average family ¶

¶ Trying to be normal and stay out of trouble ¶

¶ Livin' a double life ¶¶

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- Max, no one's vandalized the school yet.

We've been here all night.

- Oh, that's your newest skill?

Telling me how long you've been doing stuff?

- Actually, no. It's calligraphy.

"Max is bad at gadgets."

Oh, that's nice. Can I see it?

- Sure. - I am not bad at gadgets!

- Face it, Max. Your crimecaster's a dud.

But don't worry. We're still in good shape.

I've got plenty of special skills for the both of us.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- It means our application is loaded with great stuff.

- Well, yeah, with your stuff.

- Max, it's our stuff. We're a team.

Now let's go home and add pep talks

to my list of special skills.

- Too bad throwing garbage away isn't a skill.

- - Dang it.

- - Dang it!

- - Come on!

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- Right, according to Nico's Chirper account,

he's here having lunch.

Oh, is that him?

- No, it's just Good Enough Greg.

Ta-da!

Never give up, Greg.

There's Amazing Nico.

Hey. Nico.

Oh, hello, Hank.

- Yeah, listen, uh, my kids wanted to meet you.

They're huge fans...

for some reason.

I love my fans.

- Oh, my gosh. He's looking at us.

I'm freaking out.

Stay cool, guys.

- Anyway, uh, could you please sign their pictures?

I already did.

Whoa!

- Can you show us your trick where you walk through a wall?

Anything for a fan.

But not here.

These walls don't look very clean.

- The walls at our house are clean.

You can come do the trick there.

Oh, absolutely not.

- Dad said Nico can come over! - I didn't say that.

- CHLOE, NORA, BILLY: Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!

- That's so nice of you, Hank.

Why can't anyone hear me?

- I'll see you tonight, kids.

In the meantime, have a burger on me.

Or is it on you?

- Awesome! - Whoa!

Where's mine?

Open your hand.