iCarly

Oh, here it comes. Here it comes.

The comet, it's coming right for us!

No!

That was the comet, not me.

I'm gonna go find Pluto.

Now that it's no longer a planet,

I bet it's all sad that it's not relevant, like Kanye.

Come on, Freddie, you got to try it.

You can actually go to space without having to talk

to Elon Musk.

I'm too sad for space.

Space is all I'm gonna have this next week.

He always gets like this

when I stay with my mom for a little while.

Which I get. I'm the brightest star in his universe.

-Why's Gwen in town? -

I thought she was in Zanzibar for the next two months

marine biology-ing.

Underwater with her fellow sea monsters.

Thanks for having my back, Carly,

but it's been a year.

Gwen and I are in a good place.

I'm over the divorce.

Really? It would take me a lot longer to get over

a gorgeous marine biologist that travels the world

and has eyes that just... see you.

And I'm less over it.

Gwen's in town because Millicent's drama club is

doing Shakespeare scenes; she's Juliet.

-Oh, from what play? -

Hark! Is there a little thespian in here

who misses her mommy?

: Me!

Oh, you said "thespian."

Oh, I love you so much,

but you smell absolutely disgusting.

It's probably just the stench of regret

over dumping Freddie.

Hello, Gwendolyn.

I see you're still trying to make cargo pants happen.

Look who's talking, crop-top.

What you're smelling is

a mélange of sea turtle afterbirth,

24 hours of middle-seat flights,

and three layovers just to get to you.

Aka the stink of love.

Which I would have washed off, but a pipe burst

in my apartment, so we need to find a place to...

-Stay with me. -Oh...

Freddie, are you sure?

Hmm? Oh, yeah, you'd be there, too.

Of course. Millicent already has her own room,

and we have an air mattress.

That I will apparently be sleeping on.

Yeah, and you can go take a shower.

-I love this for us. -

But really, go shower now.

I'll walk you out.

You've been here long enough anyway.

It's so good to see you.

When can we stop pretending to hate each other?

Never. I've been doing it since the divorce.

Honestly, I kind of love it, though.

It's like we're secret agents that get blow-outs together.

-Choo! Choo! Ha. -

* I know *

* You see *

* Somehow the world will change for me *

* And be so wonderful *

* So wake up the members of my nation *

* It's your time to be *

* There's no chance unless you take one *

* And the time to see the brighter side *

* Of every situation *

* Some things are meant to be *

* So give your best and leave the rest to me. *

Harper, I didn't know you liked pool.

I don't. Disgusting little game.

I only learned so I could ruin Spencer's life.

Oh, no!

What are you doing? I'm trying to take a shot here!

I mean, what's the matter, young child?

The person who was supposed to design the costumes

for my Shakespeare performance dropped out.

That's terrible.

Costumes are the most important part of any show.

Of course you know that.

Clothes are your thing.

I mean, look at you right now. Girl has taste.

If only you could design the costumes.

Ooh.

Oh, come on, Harper.

Volunteer is the right thing to do.

I believe the children are our future.

Calm down, Whitney.

I'll do it.

Mm-hmm. Pull those strings, my little puppet master.

You know what's really horrible?

Our set designer also dropped out.

What?! The set is the most important part of any show.

Of course you know that.

Set design requires a true artist.

Like you. And look at this place.

Boy has taste.

I hear the trap,

but I'm too flattered not to fall in it.

I'll do it. Ugh!

Great. I'm gonna go upstairs and call Mrs. Decker,

my drama teacher.

Oh, and by the way,

the volunteer who does the most impressive work

always gets a prize.

: Prize?

Wow, this place brings back so many memories.

And so many rules.

Yep. No laughter after 9:00 p.m.

Ah. Is it weird to say that I miss

her anti-tick shampoo?

Aw...

It's the locket with Millicent's baby pics

before she grew into her giant head.

"Gwen and Freddie"?

Why is she wearing this?

And why am I talking to myself?

Hmm.

Lots of questions.

This is a disgusting little game.

Mm-hmm, thank you.

Huge news! My costumes are about to be even more incredible,

because the museum of velvet

is understandably going out of business

and donating everything to me.

Huger news: uh, my brain is donating an amazing idea to me.

The set should be full marble and sandstone. Booyah!

Should someone check on Carly and Gwen

to make sure they haven't killed each other?

What am I saying? Gwen would destroy her.

You letting her stay at your place?

Very evolved.

I didn't expect that from you.

We're co-parenting,

so we've learned to be good around each other.

But seeing her again does make me miss...

Aw, it's too embarrassing.

Ooh. Dish.

Actually, it is a dish.

She used to make these unbelievable enchiladas.

-Mmm. -It was her specialty.

-Gwenchiladas. -Oh...

-They're that good? -Yes.

That is why I miss Gwen.

: It's hard to admit,

but sometimes I lie awake at night

imagining what it would be like to have that again.

Honestly, just talking about it makes me crave it even more.

I know it's bad for my heart, but...

I still want it.

Sounds pretty cheesy.

: Why don't you just say how you feel

and ask her to recreate the magic?

: I've hinted at it, but she says

it's really complicated, and I don't want to pressure her.

Hey. Where's my mom?

Wasting Freddie's water, taking a shower.

I mean, the landlord pays for the water, but still,

the Earth suffers.

Drop the act. I know you're friends.

Hey.

When you guys chat, does she ever mention

any divorced person she's romantically interested in?

You mean Freddie? Why do you ask?

Because I just overheard him talking

about how much he misses my mom.

So weird, right?

Yeah. Very weird.

You know something.

Nuh-uh.

My baby locket.

Don't open it.

Whoa.

Do you think they want to get back together?

Aw, who cares? I'm getting them back together

whether they want to or not.

We shouldn't interfere.

Unless we should.

No, we don't want to manipulate them.

Unless we do.

-You make good points. -Yep.

So, you're hooking up two people

who already gave it a shot and got divorced?

You're like the worst dating app ever.

Worse than the one you tried

for people who look like celebrities?

Doppelbanger?

Michael B. Jordan.

More like Michael B. Ugly.

But making Ethiopian food to recreate their first date?

Why are you working so hard on this parent trap?

It's not a parent trap. It's a parent suggestion.

-Mm. -Gwen's back at her apartment