Freaky Friday

- Honey, wake up. - No.

Anna, greet the day.

Anna, honey, you've gotta wake up.

That's it.

I have had it!

- Anna, hurry up! - What? I'm ready.

- Settle on a station, please. - OK.

I'm gonna get a little stud right here, OK?

I don't want my maid of honor looking like a harlot.

Come on, Mom. Everyone's got one.

Everyone? Harry, everyone has one.

I can't believe you. You're ruining my life.

You know what? End of discussion.

Feet down.

- OK, if I can drive. - Fine. Did you bring your permit?

No, I can't find it.

- You can't find it? - What did you do with it, troll?

Anna, why do you always blame him for everything?

- He couldn't find anything in your room. - Why do you always take his side?

- Anna. - No, why?

Let's not do this again, please.

And fix your shirt.

- Look, there's Stacey Hinkhouse. - Joy.

- Hi, Stacey. - Hi, Mrs. Coleman.

- Congratulations on your big day. - Thanks, say hi to your mom for me.

- OK, bye! - OK, bye. Hi, girls!

You never see Stacey anymore.

- How is she? - Evil. She hates me now.

Why? Would you leave your brother alone?

See! She always starts it.

Bye, honey! Make good choices.

- She had the same shirt? - Yeah, but this looks OK, right?

- The style? - Sure.

- So, it's cool. - Definitely not.

- Oh, kill me! - Anna, what?

I can't believe it, it's Jake.

He's gonna think I'm stupid. I can't even put on a shirt.

You've never even met the guy, so, guess what, he doesn't care.

- He's not even looking. - He's not?

He's not look... He's totally looking.

- I think he's gonna talk to you. - Shut up.

- Thanks. - Sorry.

Why would I want a leprechaun ice sculpture? I'm not even Irish.

Could you hold on a second?

¡Señora, cuidado, cuidado!

I am so sorry. I'm so sorry, sir.

Mr. Bates, I really don't understand this F.

You completely missed the point of the book.

It's "1984." How could anyone miss it? It's a blatant attack on totalitarianism.

About a rigid society, dominated by one all-powerful ego-tripping dictator.

My grade is final.

Except he had hair.

Anna!

Hello, Anna.

What do you have today?

- Meatloaf. - Turkey.

Evan, I'm so sorry. I had some car trouble.

OK, I thought you forgot about me.

I could never forget about you, Evan. I see you every day.

What about tomorrow?

Is this new? Am I gonna see you tomorrow?

You're gonna see me tomorrow, but not next week

because, remember, I'm going on my honeymoon.

Oh, my God. You're not coming back.

All my therapists quit on me.

I'm not gonna quit on you. I'll be available on my cell phone.

I checked, there's no service on the north side of the island.

- It will be fine. - OK.

I've had a better week. You're counting the minutes, aren't you?

No.

- How many minutes are left? - 54.

This morning was good, but then I got up.

- Yeah! - All right!

Great.

No, absolutely not. I said no salmon.

No, it has to be halibut.

I don't care about the extra cost.

How much is it?

Hold on one second.

Hello. Hi, Harry.

No, you may not touch the power tools.

Yes, I would consider the lawn mower to be a power tool.

OK, I'll see you at home.

OK, halibut...

Could you hold on one second? Hello, Dr. Coleman.

Yes, Elizabeth, I'll be at the appointment tomorrow.

OK, good.

And Elizabeth, remember, you are a smart, strong,

beautiful, independent woman

and you don't need a man to complete you.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Uh, excuse me.

- Is this yours? - Thanks.

Fender medium. So, what do you play?

I play my dad's old Telecaster.

Nice.

- Cute shirt. - Thanks.

You're in a band?

- Sort of. - What do you mean, sort of?

You know, we're still stuck in our garage phase, so...

OK. Well, if you ever get out of your garage...

- Let me know. - Yeah, totally.

You can come check me out. I mean, the band.

I mean I'll be there too, if you wanna come check...

- I'm Anna. - Jake.

So, what do you say?

- You want a ride? - Yeah, I'd like that.

Here you go, you can wear my extra helmet.

Oh, I just realized, I have to meet my friends.

- They're waiting for me. - Your mom would kill you.

So dead, and so grounded.

I get it. Moms and motorcycles...

Yeah. So, um, see you around.

Anna.

Listen, you like The Hives?

- They're awesome. - Look, I've got this import.

- If you want, we could get together... - Coleman!

One second.

If I were you, I would be thinking a little less about boys

and a little more about your honors qualifying exam.

I'm ready for the test, Mr. Bates.

"Prepared" is to "you" as "not" is to "test".

- What does that mean? - Exactly.

What are you doing? Get out of my room!

Help me!

Mommy! Stop, Anna!

- ...on the second verse. - There she is.

Hey, what happened?

Nothing, just taking care of my brother.

Thank you.

- Mommy, mommy, mommy! - Come here.

Oh, sweetheart.

Ready? I'm gonna give a one, two, three...

No. Ready? One, two, three...

Honey, go back inside. I'll be right there.

Anna!

Hold still, honey.

I promise you, there will be serious consequences for her.

Hey, Tessie!

Dad, you're early!

- What? - You're early.

I can't hear...

You're... early.

Hold on, I need my glasses.

- Grandpa! - Hey, monkey!

What is this? One of them thongs?

I don't want to know.

What's up?

- Hey, you guys. - You know these yard apes?

- You're early. - What?

Glad you could make it.

- I brought an early wedding present. - What?

- I thought I'd get the author to sign it. - What?

- I thought I'd ask the author... - I can't hear you. Hold on.

Come on, let's get out of here.

What do you have under your shirt? Ryan, could you...

- Bummer! - Not again.

Time's up. It's after six!

Guys, you're gonna spoil your dinner.

You know, this dad thing could be hard or easy.

Don't let her see you.

Good, now we can hear.

Speak for yourself. I could use those little notes.

She hates it when I pull the plug, so get ready for the fireworks.

- Did I say hello? - I must've missed it.

- Hello. - Hello.

Get a room!

Go, go, go!

This is...

- Just one second. - OK, but you owe me.

Hello.

Yes, this is she.

Oh, really?

OK. Great, thank you. Thank you so, so much.

- What? - You'll never believe this.

One of the bands dropped out of the Wango Tango auditions,

- and we are the first alternates. - Shut up!

That's awesome!

We have to check in at the House of Blues by 7:00 and we're on at 7:45.

- When is it? - Tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? Tomorrow's Friday. - So?

That's my mom's rehearsal dinner.

Anna, come on, this is really important.

Don't worry. I'll work it out. I'll be there.

How can you? Aren't you the maid of horror or something?

Honor, and it's not the wedding, it's the rehearsal.

Don't they make a big deal out of the rehearsal?

Like, all your weird relatives coming to town?

No, they don't.

There's my Anna-banana.

Come on, give your Grampie-doodle a big huggie-bug here!

- Come on. - Grandpa, over here.

- Oh... - Hey, Gramps.

Don't worry. I'd never let you guys down. Don't cancel the audition yet, OK?

- I'm gonna talk to my mom. - All right.

- We're screwed. - Yep.

Yeah...