Good Luck Charlie

hey Charlie. So this is the very special video diary.

It's the 50th one, that it's really good for...

Whaa!

- Whaa! Whaa whaa whaa! - Dad. Dad. Dad.

- What? - Dad, hi.

I'm recording a video diary and it's a little bit difficult

with jimi hendrix playing behind me.

You could tell I was doing hendrix?

That's awesome.

Anyway, this is your 50th video diary,

and so I wanted to make sure...

I got in! I got in!

And 49 and holding.

You got in what?

I got accepted at a university.

A university? You're going to college?

I'm going to college. I'm going to college.

P.J., that's fantastic. Where are you going? Where are you going?

- K.C.U. - K.C.U.!

K.C.U.? What's that?

That's Kansas City university, Kentucky central.

Who cares? My boy's going to college.

Dad, k.C.U. Stands for

"kwikki chikki university."

So not an actual college.

No no, it's ever better.

It is a two-day management training course in Omaha, Nebraska.

- Ah. - And I got a full ride...

Bus fare both ways.

Well, you know, I kindf thought

maybe you'd like to go to a more traditional school,

but, you know, if you'd prefer

to go to a two-day chicken college,

then you know what?

I'm happy for you.

Thanks, dad.

And not to toot my own horn,

but they only accept the top 90%.

So only 10% don't get in?

I don't know.

They didn't tell us that part.

Yep, you're a k.C.U. Man all right.

oh, come on.

Hey, guys, whose turn is it to do the dishes?

There's a reason why we have this chart.

Never mind.

Hey, Charlie, you want to help me do the dishes?

Yeah. You're my favorite.

There you go.

Everything goes in the dishwasher.

Yes, good job, Charlie.

What are you doing?

I've never had my own room before.

So while P.J.'S gone, in the garage. I of his stuff

where...?

Hello.

Oh hi, grandma.

Yeah yeah, I'm good.

Listen, I'm kind of busy right now, so could...?

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Yeah. Yeah, that's...

Oh, Gabe, you want to say hi to grandma?

It's not Christmas, not my birthday.

Nah.

You know, you just missed him.

But I'm actually kind of in the middle of something, so...

Uh-huh, yeah, so... Uh-huh.

Yeah, okay.

Oh, here. Why don't you say hi to Charlie?

Here, take that.

Say hi. Hi.

Hey, who's Charlie on the phone with?

- Oh, grandma. - I'm not here.

Hey, I'm P.J.

- Gravy. - No, thanks.

I don't think we're allowed to eat in class.

Oh, no no, I'm Billy graves. My friends call me gravy.

Oh oh, cool.

So are you as nervous as I am?

No.

Oh.

My dad owns three franchises, so I'm all set.

All I'm gonna do this weekend is party.

In fact I've already set up a little mixer

with the girls from hamburger tech.

Oh, I hear that's a good school.

Good morning.

Yes?

Professor giblet...

It's pronounced "jib-lay." What's your question?

That was it.

Moving right along.

I want each of you

to look at the person to your right

and then at the one to your left.

One of you will pass this class

and become a kwikki chikki assistant manager.

The other will ask the saddest of all questions:

What might have been?

Will this be on the test?

What's your name?

P.J. Duncan.

Well, Mr. Duncan, since you seem so eager to speak,

why don't you tell the class the parts of the chicken?

Oh, okay. Um, breast, thigh, wing.

I meant the parts of the chicken we use at kwikki chikki.

Anyone?

Neck, gizzard, tongue, feet.

Correct.

And of course when the separating machine acts up,

the occasional eyeball.

Oh, hey dad. Welcome to Gabe's place.

What happened to P.J.'S stuff?

- Who? - Your brother.

Oh right. His things have been removed.

Actually it's very impressive.

I may have to do this with my room.

Where would mom go?

Who?

Well, I'm about to watch a movie,

so thanks for stopping by.

Wait a minute. "Closet of doom"?

Yeah, I hear it's supposed to be awesome.

Gabe, this is one of the scariest movies of all time.

You've got the creepy clown that's jumping around the room.

You get the kid that gets sucked into another dimension

through a portal in the closet.

Hello. Spoiler alert.

I'm just saying.

You know what? I could hang out.

I could watch it with you.

That's all right. I kind of wanted the place to myself tonight.

Maybe tomorrow?

Wait a minute. P.J. 'S gonna be back tomorrow.

Well, we tried. Bye-bye now.

Wing, wing, head, foot.

- Hey P.J. - Hey man.

- Dude, what are you doing? - I'm studying.

Studying? Come on, bro, it's our first night.

I know, but we have finals tomorrow.

Dude, when you get older,

do you want to look back at your two days in college

and say, "all I did was study"?

I guess I could take a five-minute break.

- Yes. - Yeah.

Party!

Teddy.

Yeah?

Have you been missing your laptop?

Yes, I've been looking all over for it.

Found it.

No. No no no no.

Maybe it'll be okay.

Or not.

Please work, please work, please work.

How did it get in the dishwasher anyway?

Charlie must have put it in there while I was talking to grandma.

Come on, boot up. Come on, boot up.

- Come on, boot up. - Teddy, Teddy, Teddy, stop it, stop it.

It'll be okay. We'll get you a new one.

No, mom, you don't understand. All of my video diaries were on here.

Honey, I thought they were in your camera.

No no, I put them on my computer

for safekeeping.

Oh, honey, honey, I'm so sorry.

It's two years' worth of video diaries just down the drain.

Well, through the rinse cycle anyway.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, now come on, come on.

You'll make more video diaries and it'll all be okay.

- No, forget it. I'm not making any more. - Why not?

If Charlie can't watch them from the beginning, then what's the point?

No no no, you were giving her such great advice

about how to deal with life and relationships and her family.

She's gonna need that.

Honey, I'm only gonna get crazier.

No, she's just gonna have to figure it out for herself.

I'm done with the video diaries.

It's such a shame.

She worked so hard on those.

And I was in so many of them.

See, Johnny?

The clown doll isn't alive.

Okay, dad.

But check the closet one more time.

Sure, sport.

See? There's nothing to... Arghh-hh!

It's okay, cocoa. It's only a movie...

A really scary movie.

Come on, Charlie. You're gonna sleep in p. J.'S bed tonight.

Come on.

Okay.

What's going on?

Um, well,