iCarly

This year's

Webicon Web Icon Lifetime Achievement Award recipient:

Carly Shay.

-Whoo! -Step one,

kiss Wes.

Step two, smile.

Step three, humbly wave at my fans.

Lifetime achievement award?

You're so old.

I'm a dewey 27.

And this award is a big deal.

It's been a hard year,

starting up my channel again all by myself.

All by yourself?

No emotional support or fancy studio in my apartment

or anyone dressing up as a baby for you?

You should probably thank me first.

You're somewhere between God and my manicurist.

And now we get to celebrate you at the new and improved Webicon.

Or I guess the full title is now "Webicon,

I'm just glad they pivoted from a giant, sweaty convention

to a glamping retreat

for "forward thinkers of the online era."

Plus, a pitch-fest for new tech ventures.

A field full of rich people

who don't know what to do with their money.

And I get to tell 'em.

Well, it better be awesome-- I got Dutch on the music lineup,

and I promised her, because you promised me,

so it's a blockchain promise.

As requested,

useless, nontoxic buy spray.

But let the record show I'm still solidly behind

Harper's idea for mosquito net jumpsuits.

Said that as a joke.

Look, we're headed to an island

with no ferry service and spotty cellular.

I just want to be prepared.

The tree houses have electricity, plumbing,

: and an hourly tea ceremony.

My Eagle Scout here wants to bring a generator,

iodine and rations.

Well, at least you let me pack candles,

so in case the power goes out,

I can still see your gorgeous face.

Oh, get a tree house, you two.

Oh, we will. We all will.

We're gonna have the best weekend ever.

Everybody, hands in.

Webicon.

: Webicon!

Why don't the trees have houses?

What are we supposed to eat?

Where is everyone?!

Are they all having fun without us? On a yacht?

Harper, speak to the concierge

about getting us an invite to the yacht.

- : Mm. -Please.

Come on, guys,

we just have to roll with the punches,

and it'll be an adventure.

Webicon!

Yeah, I say we eat her first.

* I know *

* You see *

* Somehow the world will change for me *

* And be so wonderful *

* Live life, breathe air *

* I know somehow we're gonna get there *

* And feel so wonderful *

* It's all for real *

* I'm telling you just how I feel *

* 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 *

-* Leave it all to me * -* Leave it all to me *

* Leave it all to me *

* Just leave it all to me. *

Never ask how I got this tarp.

Is this hell?

No.

Hell at least has Lil Nas X.

Dutch is the only one from the music lineup who showed.

I guess all the rich people already figured out

what to do with their money-- they used it

to get on the last helicopter out of here.

Don't worry, we're still gonna have a great time.

I'm almost done completing inventory

and formulating a list of tasks.

See? Tasks.

I made this dress for Dutch.

She was gonna sing and dance over a fire,

and then when her fans wanted an encore,

they would scream: "S'more! S'more!"

I guess we'll have to eat it.

All right, here's the deal.

I talked to the person in charge

before she was whisked away by six competing documentarians.

They planned to have luxury tree houses,

a pitch-fest, and a sick music lineup,

but without money, that plan never went beyond:

"Let's have luxury tree houses,

a pitch-fest, and a sick music lineup."

We have a sick music lineup.

-Dutch can still perform. -No.

No, no, they said singing attracts the possums.

Dutch, I'm sorry.

I will sew you a tent out of bark if I have to.

Mm-mm. I will take a hotel room, please, and thank you.

So, are they sending boats?

Helicopters? Amazon drones?

Not until Monday. Hey, where'd you get the tarp?

What are we gonna do?

Don't worry about it, all right? We have just enough water,

and the festival left us non-FDA-approved protein bars,

but, uh, they are the blueberry flavor.

I'll starve.

I just really need you to take this seriously.

I am. But since you've got survival covered,

there's no reason I can't be in charge of having fun.

Uh, we could go on a sunset hike, make flower crowns,

go skinny-dipping.

Sprained ankle, poison ivy, penis parasites.

I'm just trying to make lemonade out of lemons.

Oh, you brought lemons?

No.

* *

Ah, good luck getting our food, bears!

Wait.

If the bears can't get the food, will they eat us?

Enjoy our food, bears.

I'm so bummed the pitch-fest is canceled.

Do you think this is a sign?

Maybe it's time I hang up my entrepreneurial hat.

If you mean your Rite Aid fedora, then yes.

You can't give up. Let me help.

No. We both agreed that we were lucky our friendship survived

you investing in my first failed start-up.

You are not allowed to give me any more money.

And I won't.

But I bet I can find a different rich idiot

to trick into losing all of their money.

There must be someone here who was too dumb to make it out.

Yeah.

Us.

You're not going to find anyone.

I'm just not cut out for the tech world.

Maybe it's time I find something else.

: Hey...

Should we tell him he just walked through poison oak?

He'll find out soon enough.

Sorry I got you to bring Double Dutch.

She's a lot.

Hey, she's my boss-- only I'm allowed to say that.

And Wes is quite the survivalist

and very helpful and not at all annoying.

: Hey, don't eat the red berries-- they're poisonous.

Hey!

But that was dead-on.

Wes is just such a planner, and...

I love that, but sometimes he has trouble being spontaneous.

I want to survive, too.

Doesn't mean I can't also have a flower crown.

I'm on a trip with my favorite people

who I promised a great time.

I need to at least try to make that happen.

I don't know how to work this compass.

Oh, uh, try turning it off

-and then back on. -Oh.

I feel bad, but...

I keep thinking about if I were here with my ex-boyfriend,

who shall not be named.

Beau?

Guess we're naming him.

He'd already have, like, four penis parasites.

That guy's fun.

And he's also right there.

Carly!

Oh, fun.

* *

Ooh, this place is amazing!

Is that a bidet in the bathroom?

I'm gonna go check.

You, uh, seem surprised to see me.

Didn't you know I was presenting you

with your lifetime achievement award?

No.

No, I did not.

I guess they thought we make a good pair.

You know, probably since we've always made such a good pair.

Uh, congratulations, by the way.

Webicon Web Icon is a huge deal.

I guess if we'd started a channel together,

I would've just been holding you back.

Or riding my coattails.

Sounds like a fun ride.