BUNK'D

Hey, Lou, why is Woody staring at me?

It makes me feel like he's friends with whoever went into my sausage.

Yeah. Woody should be staring at me.

I'm having the best hair day of my life.

I told you washing it would be a game changer.

Anywho, a judge from the Southern Northeast Camp Conference

is coming next week to give us our annual evaluation.

And I need Woody to help us make sure

we get our first positive review ever.

And barbecued rodent helps you how?

Woody is my own personal good luck charm

and a big part of camp history.

He was the first animal that Jedediah ever hunted after founding the camp.

Not so lucky for Woody.

Um, Lou, if I may.

No offense to Chef Jeff, who is so, so, so nice,

but it does seem like the judge would be more impressed by food

that looks like it hadn't already been eaten.

Parker, that is a great idea.

You should go out and catch us some lobsters.

I guess that's what I get for offering feedback.

You sure you don't want to hire,

like, a professional lobster assassin?

Whoa. Did I just invent the next great video game?

I think this sounds like a job

for upper management.

You called me management.

Which way's the east coast?

East.

You're not really going to serve lobster, are you?

Of course not.

I just don't want him around when the judge is here.

We can't afford another negative review.

It's the second most common way we've lost campers

right behind stroganoff Sundays.

I am just so happy that I have my lucky woodchuck.

Lou, luck is for the weak, fortune favors the prepared.

I didn't winLittle Miss Hot Dog Hut because of luck,

I won because I practiced juggling frankfurters

till my fingers ran red.

With ketchup?

Sure, kid. Whatever helps you sleep at night.

Well, the biggest bird watching opportunity of the century

is happening over camp today, so I have to take off.

Been saving that one a while?

Yes.

Anyway, the blue eagle has never been photographed while migrating.

So getting a picture of one

would put me on the Mount Rushmore of bird paparazzi.

People can be so strange.

Well, come on, Woody.

Let's go rub your head on all the cabin door.

Oh, hey, Finn.

I hope you're ready for a mentally stimulating journey

into the wonders of ornithology.

Matteo, this is gettingdangerously close to learning,

and you knowhow I feel about that.

I'm going to get a picture of that blue eagle today.

I can feel it.

Well, just in case,I brought Woody for you.

Lou said he was lucky,

so now you're guaranteed to get a great picture of the eagles or of me.

Seriously, my hair is on point.

Thank you. But as a scientist, I don't believe in luck.

Like Destiny, I believe in being prepared.

That's why I brought lake trout as bait.

It's one of the blue eagle's favorite foods.

Oh, that's what smells.

I thought it was me.

It's a little me.

The blue eagles.

Bird-watching history prepare to get made.

Huh.

They're going aroundin circles,

like my dad does when he's lost.

Just use the GPS.

It's not a sign of weakness.

No, that's classic blue eagle predatory behavior.

They circle their prey right before they dive in for the attack.

Here they come! Take cover!

This was supposed to be boring.

It usually is.

Uh, where's Woody?

I forgot there's one thing that blue eagles like to eat

more than lake trout, woodchucks.

Uh-oh. What do you think Lou's gonna do to us

when she finds out we lost her precious good luck charm?

Take us with you!

We'll learn your language!

Hey, Nadine.

What's our resident superhero working on?

And will I need the fire extinguisher?

My invisibility helmet.

Can you see me now?

Yes.

Well, this is embarrassing.

Someone definitely saw me pick my nose earlier.

Okay.

And what are you making, mister?

This is Leonard Leopard and Danielle Gazelle.

They are two best friends that work at an accident factory.

What's an accident factory?

It's a comedy gold mine. That's what it is.

I was thinking we could put on a puppet show for the peewees tomorrow.

Will you help?

I don't know. This all sounds pretty ridiculous.

But we're so adorable.

You wouldn't want to make us sad, right?

You're not gonna leave me alone

until I agree to this, are you?

Your life will be a waking nightmare.

Fine.Yay!

Nose honk. Bonk.

Nope, won't do that again.

Quick question, guys. Can you see me now?

Yes!

And can I get you a tissue?

Great. Because of you, we lost Woody.

You should be thanking me.

If not for Woody, that eagle would be feeding

one of us to its babies.

Probably me. I'm great with kids.

Hey. Have you guys seen Woody? He's missing.

No, you're missing.

You go.

Uh, he means we haven't seen Woody,

but you'll be the first to know if we do.

I need that woodchuck.

It turns out that the judge is already over at Camp Champion,

and she's coming here tomorrow.

The bad luck is already starting.

Hey, have any of you

seen a smelly, stuffed woodchuck that's nailed to a board

that answers to... Well, nothing

because he's stuffed and he's nailed to a board?

The eagle probably dropped Woody

once he realized he's just stuffed.

We got to go search the woods.

Great idea. And even if we don't find Woody,

I'm sure I can find a really cool stick.

Sure.

Everything okay, Lou?

No. Woody is missing, the judge is coming tomorrow,

and I don't love what this humidity is doing to my hair.

And yes, I realize the last one isn't important,

but it bugs.

You don't need a good luck woodchuck,

you just need hard work.

There's so much to do, though.

And Hank, the groundskeeper, hasn't shown up yet.

Now, the Great Lawn is just gonna be a regular lawn.

It's Hank.

Apparently he's quitting his job

because he just won the lottery.

See? Bad luck.

Not for Hank.

Hey, maybe he has Woody.

We can joke later.

I will help you clean up the camp.

And soon you'll see there's no such thing as bad luck.

Now, let's find a rake.

To get the lawn looking pretty?

No, to tame that hair. You were not lying about the humidity.

The boss told me to carry these eggs

across the factory floor ASAP.

Oh, no.

The boss just had me scatter banana peels everywhere.

I hope this doesn't cause an accident.

Cut. Ava, Danielle is British.

Where is the accent?

I left it in the cabin along with my will to live.

Well, then go eat some fish and chips

and get in the right headspace.

The show is tomorrow.

It's all just so goofy.

The puppets, the silly stunts, the accident factory.

I mean, if we must do puppets...

Oh, we must.

Then why don't we do something more serious?

Something that matters. You're an artist.

You did Shakespeare-in-the-Park.

Water park.

Hey, I have a great idea of what kind of puppet show we should do instead.

Does it involve little felt banana peels?

Because I worked really hard on these.

No, but it does involve keeping your artistic integrity.

I lost that at the water park

along with my favorite pair of flip flops.

Are you sure kids are going to like this?

Kids will like anything as long as it's said by a puppet.

Trust me.

Okay, that is fun.

Hey, Lou, I'm almost done.

Told you we could finish before tomorrow.

Lou? Lou?

No such thing as bad luck, huh?

Well, at leastit covers up your crummy paintjob.

Again, we can joke later.

Ava, are you surethis is the right direction for a play?

Of course. It's gritty,