(COWBELL JANGLING)
(COWS MOOING)
(HUMMING)
-(MUSIC PLAYING) -...Like hip-hop music
You like it 'cause you choose it
-Most deejays won't... -(MUSIC STOPS)
Hey.
I'm sorry, Miss Callum, no music.
Uh, excuse me. Isn't it one of the rules of the road
the driver controls the radio?
Not during her driver's test.
-(SIGHS) -Make a left.
Perfect, huh?
Wow!
Has anybody ever told you you have really amazing eyes?
I'm not just saying that to butter you up. It's true.
You should think about wearing more pastels.
Light blues, pale greens.
They'd so bring out your eyes and totally work for you.
Oh! (HORN HONKING) That's daddy's factory.
Isn't it the cutest?
Do you know him? Reed Callum?
He's the best.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Absolutely not allowed.
Oops. But it's an emergency. It's my sister. Please?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-(BEEP) -Courtney, give me the deets.
I found the most perfect dress for my party.
Only, promise you won't freak.
Hmm?
It's...orange.
-Miss Callum. -One second.
If you do not get off the phone and resume driving immediately,
you'll not get your driver's license.
Okay. Ask her if she's sure the dress isn't maybe,
like, terracotta or something.
Pretty please?
I gave you that nice tip about pastels.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Are you sure it isn't terracotta?
Uh, yeah, I'm sure.
It's definitely orange.
Uh, tell her she can get the dress if I can wear her Jimmy Choos.
Get the dress,
but you have to let her wear your gym shoes.
Good-bye. (CLEARS THROAT)
Yes!
Wrap it up.
Aren't you at all concerned about the price?
Of course I am. How much?
A thousand dollars.
Great! It's even sort of kind of in my budget.
Okay, then.
The thing is, me and my sister
are best, best friends.
So every year, we divide up colors,
favorite actors and fragrances,
so there's nothing to fight about.
Isn't that smart? The reason I'm being so cool
about the whole orange thing is because it's her cotillion.
Her night, and she should completely have what she wants.
Oh, Mr. Reeves, if only you could've been there for my party.
Of course I didn't know you, so I probably would've called security.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Pull in to the parking lot.
But...I'm done?
You're not even making me do any yucky three-point turns?
Miss Callum, I take it you're used to getting what you want.
Well, yeah.
The truth of the matter is,
while you handled the car quite competently,
you seem to have a very real problem staying focused.
That's what Daddy says, too.
Oh, but it's not something you can flunk me for, right?
Um, sir, before you do anything rash,
let me just say this.
If I don't pass today,
I'm gonna be back here every possible second...
requesting you and only you again and again.
Then again!
For as totally long as it takes.
(CLEARS THROAT)
On second thought, ahem, you pass.
(SHRIEKS) Thank you!
-Oh, sorry. Oh, sorry. -(CLEARS THROAT)
REED: I got you something.
-(REED LAUGHS) -Oh, well.
How long we been in business, partner?
Ah, 20 years ago today. Is that unreal?
-(CHUCKLES) -We've done good, pal.
Of course, we'd be doing even better if you'd taken the Ketchum deal.
But, hey, you're Mister Slow-and-Steady,
and I've learned to live with that.
Good 'cause there's more to life than money.
True, but, uh,
-look what money can buy. -What's that?
How long have you been talking
about trying to make the time to get back to your hobby?
Since way before the girls were born. Why?
And what's the one photo that'd make your collection complete?
The gold-spotted skipper. The most elusive butterfly of all.
But one which often can be found in the Ecuadorian rain forest
at the end of the rainy season, right?
-Go ahead, open it. -What is this?
What is...
Is this for real? Are you...
No. W-wait, wait.
I...I...I can't just get up and leave, Bob.
-This Monday? -Yes, you can.
Look, I'll handle things at work, trust me.
When the stars align, you gotta go for it.
No. No, I can't. Courtney's party. I can't be gone for that.
Sure, you can.
Look, Reed, you're the only guy I know
who belongs to a country club he's never even been to.
Courtney knows it's not your style. Besides, no offense,
but do you actually think she'll even notice if you're not there?
-(REED LAUGHS) -She's a teenage girl, Reed.
Daddy is the last thing on her mind.
Wow. You did this for me?
Who deserves it more, pal?
What can I say? Thank you, Bob.
It's much appreciated.
-My pleasure. -(REED CHUCKLES)
(HORN HONKING)
What the heck?
-(BOTH CHUCKLE) -Hey, congratulations!
Ha-ha. What is this?
Isn't it fabulous, Daddy?
-Can you believe I passed? -Where's Corrinne?
-I thought she drove you to the test. -Oh, she did.
We dropped her at the market.
Uh, but don't worry, though.
-We gave her cab fare. -Yeah.
You expect her to take a taxi home
with all those groceries?
Oh, no.
I'm sorry, I...
I never thought about that part. I was just so excited to get home
to give you the good news. Should I go back and get her?
No, no. I'm sure she's probably
-already on her way home. -I'm really sorry.
It won't ever happen again, I promise.
But...isn't the sign adorable?
They sell those at the DMV now?
No, silly. She ordered it last week.
Just in case. Custom-made and only 200 bucks.
Plus Courtney can have it for when she gets her license.
And I used our frequent shopper's card,
which with the 12% discount and the 4.95 cash rebate,
means it only really cost...
Uh, $171.05.
-Yeah, what she said. -A bargain.
-In their world, it is. -(CHUCKLES)
Okay. Now...
(GARAGE DOOR OPENING)
Ready for this?
You did not get me a car.
For me? Really?
-(SHRIEKS) What is it? -A genuine classic.
Oh, wait. Doesn't classic just mean old?
-And used? -Yeah.
(GASPS)
Oh! (SHRIEKS)
It's so cute!
Ah! Oh!
It looks exactly like the one Mom's driving
-in all the old pictures. -It is your mother's old car.
I had Ralph down at the dairy return it to mint condition.
Daddy, that's so hot and totally special.
-Thank you, thank you! -Ah, you're welcome.
-Come on, let's take her for a cruise. -Yes!
Whoa, whoa. Hang on there, hotshot. This car is a stick shift.
A stick? Ew.
Yeah. So before you go grinding through all the gears
of a brand-new transmission, I worked out a little deal
with a friend of mine. He'll teach you on a vehicle
that's not quite so...delicate.
-(ROOSTERS CROWING) -Now, look, son,
in all the years Reed Callum has been our number one milk buyer,
he's never once asked me for a favor.
That's exactly my point. He didn't ask me, he asked you.
Now, I'm tellin' you,
you're the one who's gonna teach his daughter
-to drive stick. -That's not fair.
Why should I let her wreck my truck?
Because I bought you that truck to help me out.
Which is exactly what you'll be doin'
by keepin' Mr. Callum happy.
You don't understand, Dad.
Taylor Callum is a spoiled, stuck-up...
-condescending... -Wow.
Condescending.
Big word for a farm boy.
Uh, Miss Callum, uh...
-we didn't know you were here. -Obviously.
Uh, please excuse my boy.
-He can be a little... -Unkind, judgmental.
In desperate need of a long, hot shower.
-Here. Hold her a second. -(PIG SQUEALING)
Argh!
Ew! Ugh!
Hey, why'd you do that?
I was gonna take her to get her inoculation.
Excuse me.
Do I look like a pig-holding kind of girl?
Don't worry about it, Jackson. I'll deal with Nanette.
You can start the driving lesson.
Dad, come on.
Let's go.
(GEARS GRINDING)
I told you, first is up and to the left. What's the problem?
I'm trying, okay? Quit hollering.
(GRUNTS)
Oh.
Good. Now, ease off the clutch and give it some gas.
Sorry. This is hopeless.
That's the trouble with people like you.
People like me?
Yeah. Rich, pampered chicks that glide through life without a clue.
Do you have any idea what it means to actually work at something?
You're mean.
(SIGHS)
Look, can we just...
Can we just try this again?
Start her up and put in the clutch.
(ENGINE STARTS)
(GASPS) Wow, I...I did it!
Hallelujah.
Okay. Now, ease off the clutch and give it some gas.
(GASPS)
(CHUCKLES)
I've got it, Jackson.
You see what happens when you try?
Wait, stop the truck.
-What? -I need to check on Martha.
-Martha who? -Stay here.
(COW MOOING)
-Is she sick? -She's pregnant.
Due any day. I'm trying to make sure everything's okay.
(MOOING)
I thought I told you to wait in the truck.
You're not the boss of me.
Did you at least put on the parking brake?
Oh, no!
-Stop! Please! -(GRUNTS)
JACKSON: No, no!
I can't believe...
That's my truck!
(WATER BUBBLING)
Wha...
Jackson...
I'm so, so sorry.
(SIGHS)
I killed your truck.
How could I do that?
Look...
I know it wasn't on purpose.
But it's so horrible. I...
I'm a terrible person.
But don't worry, though, okay?
Daddy will totally pay to haul it out of there and get it fixed.
(CLEARS THROAT)
It's gonna cost me how much?
It's 800 for the recovery and 2,000 for the repairs.
But you can use my discount card.
Then it'll only be 2,450 total.
All because you didn't set the parking brake?
I'm sorry, Daddy, really.
What can I say? It was all my fault.
But you were the one who made me go there.
Jackson Meade is the last boy I'd ever be hanging out with.
Although he is kind of cute.
-You think? -Awesome smile.
-Good hair. -Totally hot.
Girls.
My point is, you both seem to think I've got a money tree
growing in the backyard.
Your carelessness, your spending...
It's gotta stop.
(CHUCKLES)
Um, when you said the spending's gotta stop,
you don't mean stop-stop, right?
'Cause, um, cutting back we can definitely do,
but cut us off completely, we might die.
(DOG BARKING)
I'm so glad you're doing this.
Hasn't it been, like, forever since you've taken a real vacation?
Um, longer, I think.
Hey, Court...
you sure you're okay with me not being at your party?
Totally.
I know you think the whole thing's silly.
Plus if you were there, I'd for sure have to make you dance with me
in front of everybody.
Ooh, yeah, that wouldn't be so pretty.
And I pinky promise, Daddy, I've already warned the other girls.
Even though it won't be easy, I'll absolutely stick to your budget.
Twenty-five thousand dollars. Not one single penny more.
Deal.
Ahh.
Argh! Darn it!
I can navigate a computer better than a bunch of geeks,
but I can't work this stupid can opener.
-Um, Court. -Yes.
You might want to try plugging it in.
-Oh. (CHUCKLES) -(CHUCKLES)
Don't you hate Corrinne's day off?
(TELEPHONE RINGS)
Shoppers anonymous.
Hold on. She's right here.
Heather.
Where are you?
For real?
That is so amazing.
Plus what?
No way.
Okay. It's too good to be true. Do not move. We're out the door.
-(BEEP) -We've gotta go. Now.
Heather's at Tivanello's,
and she found the perfect tangerine slides for my dress.
-Plus... -What?
She says just this second,
they got in two dozen pairs of the short boots
you've been combing the city for in lavender and baby blue.
-Why are we still here? -Grab keys, credit card.
I'll get my phone!
(POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
Jackson must be one great teacher, Tay.
You're driving this car like an old pro.
Très impressionnant.
(CHUCKLES)
(GASPS)
(FIREFIGHTER RADIO CHATTER)
(BOTH GASP)
This...
You...I...
Oh, I just really don't know where I failed.
Nowhere, Daddy. You're perfect.
The absolute best.
I'm not talking about me, girls. I'm talking about you two.
We know. We're total screw-ups, and we couldn't be sorrier.
-What we do to make you forgive us? -We can't go on like this, girls.
I mean, this kitchen was your mother's favorite room
in the whole house. She created some
of her most popular recipes in here.
Something's gotta change.
It's obvious I've done nothing
to teach you anything about responsibility.
Uh, that's not true.
We always put our clothes in the hamper.
I even separate my colors from the whites.
Yeah.
I'm talking about reaching...
a little higher, ladies?
Oh, we can start taking out the trash once a week.
Twice if that's what you want.
No! I've come to a decision.
Uh-oh. This sounds bad.
You're canceling our personal trainer.
I'm insisting you take a summer job.
(BOTH SCOFF, CHUCKLE)
You're teasing, right?
I really don't think he is, girls. This is very serious business.
It's all been settled. Tomorrow morning, bright and early,
you report to work at the dairy.
(BOTH SCOFF)
But my cotillion's next Saturday.
I'm the only girl that doesn't have a date yet.
Who am I supposed to do the spotlight dance with?
I know you don't understand these things, Daddy,
but there's a million last-minute details
we have to handle. I can't work.
You can and you will.
Your shift is from 7:00 to 3:00.
You can party-plan afterwards.
Seven?
In the morning?
-That's earlier than school. -TAYLOR: Please don't do this.
We won't spend anything or go anywhere.
-We'll become social rejects. -Yeah, it's true, Dad.
I canceled your credit cards, and I'm revoking your allowance.
Once and for all, you girls are finally gonna learn
what it means to earn what you want.
(BOTH SIGH)
(COWBELL JANGLING)
RADIO DJ: Good morning, River City. Shake off those cobwebs.
Wipe the sleep from your eyes. It's five...
(SIGHS)
-(TRUMPET PLAYS) -Ah! Ow!
Ah!
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS) Stop! I can't take it.
Rise and shine, working girls.
(GRUNTS) Turn off the light.
Let's go. I got a plane to catch,
and you two have to report to duty.
Oh, if the sun isn't up, why should we be?
-Yeah. -Well, you know what?
Nobody ever said that reality was pretty.
(BOTH GROANING)
(GRUNTS)
Dads.
Now, remember, where I'm headed is so remote,
there's no cell service.
-Argh, why even live? -Ooh.
My point is, I can't be checking up on you,
so I need you guys to promise me
that everything is gonna go okay.
Of course it will, Daddy.
We won't embarrass you. We promise.
And who knows?
You might even like working.
-(MOUTHING) -You might find it interesting.
-(LAUGHS) -All right, okay.
Just...Just try to behave, okay?
Make a good impression.
Make me proud.
Will you quit worrying?
They have to love us. We're the boss' daughters.
Yeah.
Okay.
Bye, girls.
-BOTH: Love you! -Love you, too.
-(COURT CHUCKLES) -Remember, blinker, blinker.
Yeah. Dad, we got it. We got it, Dad.
-Up to the left. -Seat belts on.
-We got it. -Okay.
-We're good. Love you, Dad. (WHOOPS) -Love you, too. Oh!
(INDISTINCT OFFICE CHATTER)
Knock, knock.
Morning, Uncle Bob.
Girls. (CHUCKLES)
You're right on time.
Just, uh, give me one quick second.
(COMPUTER BEEPS)
There.
So...I bet you never figured It would come to this, huh?
(SCOFFS) Isn't it so cruel of Daddy?
You know he's only doing what he thinks is best.
Did he get off to the airport okay?
He's way excited. That was really nice of you.
Hey, what are friends for?
Anyway, it's actually Fran Walker, our production supervisor,
you'll be reporting to,
so let's track her down
-and get you to work. -TAYLOR: Mm-hmm.
Wow, what a great picture of Mom.
She was something, your mother.
The power behind the throne.
Look at the two of you,
all grown up and ready to follow in her footsteps.
Oh, um, actually, we're only here
-because Daddy's forcing us. -Ah!
We're complete disasters in the kitchen.
-(LAUGHS) -Not like mom at all. Ooh!
So we're hoping you'll let us work in an office.
like, answering phones, making coffee. (CHUCKLES)
-Working people love coffee, right? -Mm-hmm.
TAYLOR: She's being way modest,
but Courtney's a star computer geek.
Like, if you need supplies,
online shopping is her specialty.
Oh, plus Taylor is a total math-head.
She can figure out sale prices better than anybody.
Oh, stop.
Well, the truth is your father was very specific
about wanting you out here on the production line.
Whoa...please, no. Not that.
-(GASPS) -Don't worry,
we'll start you out with something simple.
But...over there?
-Mm-hmm. -With them?
Wearing that?
Mm-hmm.
-(CHUCKLES) -Okay.
Honestly, I wish you knew how hilarious you look.
Like you look any better.
Except I can't see me, so who cares?
What are you doing?
I am so gonna send a picture of you like this to Jackson Meade.
-Courtney, give me that! -No! No!
-(GASPS) -Uh-oh.
Now, look what you did!
Just get it. Do something!
Uh,
-stop the presses! -What?
Excuse me, but my sister's phone
accidentally flew into one of your tubs.
A phone? Which tub?
We don't know. We lost track.
(SIGHS)
(ALARM BUZZES)
Well, this is great.
Now, what are we supposed to do, scrap the whole run?
How could the two of you be so careless?
We're sorry, all right? We're new at this.
-We didn't mean to cause trouble. -It was a simple mistake.
Oh, yeah, a costly and stupid mistake.
Hold on, Mister...
whatever your last name is.
Taylor, you can't call Daddy. He's out of cell range, remember?
But you're not.
Hello, why call me? I'm right here.
(CELL PHONE RINGTONE PLAYS)
Hmm.
Problem solved.
Ew.
And how do you suppose I make up
for the four minutes of lost production time?
My phone...
Can you control the speed of this machine?
Yeah.
Okay.
Then if you ramp it up by 15 seconds for 16 minutes,
then you'll regain your lost time and be back on schedule.
-Yeah. -(SCOFFS)
Yeah, what she said.
This is coming out of your pay.
Back to work.
Wait, no, that's backwards.
-Come on! -TAYLOR: Oh!
(BOTH GIGGLE)
Okay, this one's not good.
-(BUZZER) -Oh.
Finally...quitting time.
-Oh, yeah. -I hate to break it to you, sis,
it's only lunch.
Yeah.
Argh!
I am not happy right now!
Oh.
(WORKERS CHATTERING)
(ALL SILENT)
Oh.
(SLURPING)
This is a tad awkward.
Ahem. Yeah.
Just smile and wave, and maybe they won't hurt us.
-Hi. -Hi.
Wow, all because of one dropped cell phone.
These people seriously need to lighten up.
Courtney, Taylor, what are you doing here?
Mr. Perez, Heather didn't tell you?
Daddy sent us to work.
Ah, guess that explains
this morning's production slowdown.
You heard?
Everybody heard.
Life in a small company... no secrets.
Oh.
Where are your lunches?
There isn't a caterer?
(LAUGHS)
Well, until you can take that up with your father,
you'll have to rely on our machines.
(LAUGHS)
-Gross. -Ew.
Gina and I can't wait for the big party Saturday night, Courtney.
So flattered you included us.
Are you kidding? You guys are like my second parents.
Heather says it's gonna be great.
(SCOFFS) If I ever get a date.
You still haven't asked anybody?
Like who?
Au revoir.
How about him?
Who's that?
His name is Philippe...
an exchange student from France
living with the Millers for the year.
Your dad got him an internship for the summer.
Huh! Good old Dad.
What are you doing?
-Go after him! -Wha...
Make up for this lousy lunch
by having a French pastry for dessert.
Taylor, I can't!
What if he doesn't like me, if he says no?
It's all too terrifying and potentially humiliating.
I can't move.
(INSTRUMENTS TUNING UP)
Oh, yeah!
It's Monday, I forgot.
You're gonna love this. This is one of your dad's ideas.
We call it homemade jams.
(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)
Early in the mornin' Risin' to shine
Joinin' my friends in the workin' line
Might be tired But we don't complain
Got a lot to do today
And we're bound to be a family
And we're bound to call this home
Happy to be right here You'll see
Workin' at the creamery
Cheese to curdle And butter to churn
Surrounded by cattle Everywhere I turn
Hope they're right When they say it won't hurt
To live on nothin' but yogurt
Whoo ha
But we're bound to be a family
And we're bound to call this home
We're happy to be right here You'll see
Together at the creamery
-(ALL CHEERING) -(MUSIC ENDS)
Anybody wants to come up here and join us, now's your chance.
Ooh! Me and my sister are really good singers.
Can we do backup?
Thanks anyway, but this band's for real working folk.
I think you'd be better off joining The Pretenders.
(ALL LAUGHING)
So rude the way everybody's acting like they're not watching us.
But they so are.
They're just waiting for us to mess up again.
Yeah! I mean, would it be so hard to be supportive?
We're trying our best.
Well, maybe if we moved a bit faster.
(SCOFFS) Like it's not hard enough?
Come on, Court. Let's show them what the Callum girls are made of.
Yeah.
(BOTH SCREAM)
(GROANS)
Oh.
No.
(GASPING)
Sorry.
Our bad.
Honest mistake.
Point us to the mops, and we'll clean up.
Mm, good blueberries, though.
Yeah, what she said.
(BUZZER)
(EMPLOYEES CHATTERING)
I...Um...
No, no, don't go.
A little help?
Somebody, anyone.
(BOTH GRUNT)
(SIGHS)
Shoe, shoe.
Okay.
Yay!
(BOTH GIGGLES)
I cannot wait to tell Corrinne we did our own laundry.
I am so taking this for proof.
-Court. Put it down. -Yeah? Okay.
-There you go, Joyce. -Thanks, Melvin.
Peter Palmer.
This should get you one step closer to that new patio.
Ah, not this week, no.
This one's going towards my daughter's braces.
Good one.
-Do you have one for us, Melvin? -Well, if it isn't the Callum sisters.
And don't you look beautiful?
-Thanks, Melvin. You, too. -(CHUCKLES)
How much we get for one whole day?
Believe it or not, my darlings,
you don't get paid unless you work an entire week.
That's no fair. How am I supposed to buy nail polish
-and bubble bath? -Yeah.
(CHUCKLES) By putting that pretty little nose to the grindstone
and keeping it there.
That would really hurt.
Yeah. And you'd totally end up
-looking like a pug dog. -Yeah.
(LAUGHS)
Night, Melvin. I'm so happy to see you're still around.
(TRUCK BEEPING)
COURT: There he is. (CHUCKLES)
What are you doing here? Slumming?
Gliding through life without a clue?
Actually, we were working.
We made it through one whole day.
I guess miracles never cease.
Daddy left me the check for your truck.
Should I bring it over later?
I can come by and get it.
That's okay. I was kind of hoping to see how Martha's doing.
Really?
How about I come over around 7:00?
That'll work.
I'll see you then.
Okay.
Come on.
MAN: Hey, Steve, come here.
If it wasn't for your dad, I don't know what we would've done.
Everybody else was so harsh.
I mean, seriously,
is it our fault Daddy owns the place?
Anyway, I saw this adorable French guy in the lunch room.
Your dad said he's an exchange student living with the Millers.
She wants him to be her party date.
I forgot, is Richie Miller invited to your party?
Uh, why would he be? I mean, he's hardly the cotillion type.
-Then it's perfect! -What?
Okay, after dinner,
you and me will take Richie an invitation.
We'll make up some story about it getting lost in the mail.
He'll mention his Frenchie. We'll act surprised and invite him, too!
Heather, that's brilliant!
I know! You want to come?
-I can't. -She's going to see Jackson Meade.
He is so gonna be your new boyfriend.
-Really? He's hot. -And way in love with my sister.
-(COW MOOS) -(MUSIC PLAYING)
Life has moments Hard to describe
Feeling great And feeling alive
Never coming down From this mountain we're on
Always knowing We're gonna be fine
Feeling great And feeling alive
Never coming down From this mountain we're on
The feeling's so clear And it's crazy up here
Life is amazing With you on the ride
Life has moments Hard to describe
Feeling great And feeling alive
Never coming down From this mountain we're on
The feeling's so clear And it's crazy up here
Life is amazing With you on the ride
The pace is so crazy The race is so worth it
Life is amazing With you on the ride
(MUSIC ENDS)
Anyway, the post office messed up, your invite came back,
which made me feel awful 'cause I'm sure you were hurt
-thinking you weren't invited and... -To be honest,
I didn't even know there was gonna be a party.
Oh!
But you want to come, right?
-Everybody's gonna be there. -Everyone.
Will there be video games?
Richie, it's a dance party
with tons of beautiful girls, like us.
Oh...
Well, if it'll make you feel more comfortable,
you could bring someone, like a friend
or a foreign exchange student.
If you happen to have one, she means.
I do! He's from France.
You're kidding!
Is he here? Should we ask him now?
He's upstairs.
Why don't I go see what he thinks?
-Nice. -Yes.
(TICKING)
(FRENCH ACCENT) Wow, so this is my first American, um...
How you call it...
"How you call it." Isn't that darling?
-It's a cotillion. -Mm-hmm.
You know, a kind of coming-out party.
Uh, coming out of what?
Oh, Philippe, you're so funny.
So will you come and be Courtney's date?
It would, uh...
please me much to attend.
Thank you, Philippe. I'm thrilled.
Look for me at work tomorrow, okay?
Oh, we're glad you're coming to the party, too, Richie.
-See you there. -Bye.
-(COWBELL JANGLING) -RADIO DJ: Good morning, River City!
Can you believe it? It's 5:30 in the a.m.
Oh, no! Jackson!
RADIO DJ: Wipe the sleep from your eyes.
It's time for a beautiful, brand-new morning.
Did you just say something?
Jackson! I stood him up.
I blew it.
I bet he hates my guts.
And the really bad news is...
we have to go to work again.
RADIO DJ: ...hits from the seventies, eighties, and today!
(GROANS)
I don't think you're listening, Melvin.
-Our checks bounced. -All of them.
But that just can't be.
My books have always been unimpeachable.
Why do you think that I've never relied
on the...the computer monkey business?
Because I always make them out by hand
so they're absolutely perfect!
Yeah, well, I think the banks would beg to differ.
-Yeah. -Well...
I'm not responsible for...
-Maybe they know something. -Where's your father?
-What? -Our checks bounced.
-Yeah, where's our money? -Wait, wait, shh.
Please, please, quiet.
Um, we seem to be broke.
What? Daddy ran out of money?
Oh, there's no possible way.
Unfortunately, there is a way.
I just got off the phone with Nelson Partridge at the bank.
Apparently your father took more than luggage on his trip.
Our company account is completely wiped out.
MAN: There's no money?
He didn't do anything bad.
-He couldn't! -He wouldn't.
I never would've believed it myself, but the money's gone.
There has to be some other explanation.
I've known Reed for over 20 years
and this is not something he's capable of.
He's always done everything he can to make this a great place to work.
Look, I've been here since the very beginning,
and I can assure all of you
that Reed Callum is a true humanitarian.
All right, look, before we jump to terrible, damaging conclusions,
maybe the best thing I can do is get on a plane, track him down.
And what are we supposed to do in the meantime?
If I'm not getting paid, I'm not working.
No, no, no. We have to keep working
or we'll miss our delivery deadlines.
Please, just for today.
Don't we owe Mr. Callum that much until we get this all straightened out?
Daddy would never rip you guys off.
He loves this place, and he loves all of you.
Which is why we need to get back to work at once!
No! No!
(SCREAMING)
Oh, no.
Oh, dear. Look at you.
(LAUGHING)
-Sorry. So sorry. -FRAN: That's Okay. Just stay right there.
Yeah, just stay there.
(LAUGHING)
This is terrible. Everybody's freaking out.
Daddy's gone. His money's gone.
-Are we gonna be poor? -Bite your tongue!
(BOTH SIGH)
We just have to hope Uncle Bob can track him down
-and get to the bottom of this. -(SIGHS)
Do you think Bob's left yet?
I really want to tell him to tell Daddy how much we believe in him.
Come on, let's go see.
-That's weird. -He left.
-(COURT SCOFFS) -Why is this in the trash?
And all broken?
Do you think uncle Bob flipped out
'cause he actually believes Daddy's a crook?
What if it's Uncle Bob who's the crook?
Think about it, Court.
What if that's how come he gave Dad such a generous trip?
To get him out of the way and set him up.
That is so evil.
I know. But listen.
We're positive Daddy didn't take the money,
and yet it's gone, so who else could be a logical suspect?
Huh. What are we gonna do?
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Girls! This is an unexpected surprise.
Come on in.
Uh, Courtney and Taylor Callum, this is Keith, my husband.
-Hi. -Hi.
He works the nightshift at the dairy.
-Hello, girls. -COURT: Hi, Keith.
We're sorry to barge in on you like this, Fran.
But look.
Ohh. Should this mean something to me?
See, Daddy gave that picture to Bob as a gift last week.
Only Taylor and I found it in Bob's trash In his office with the glass smashed.
Taylor started thinking, "What if it's Bob who took the money?"
-And I agree. -Yeah, I'd buy that.
Something about this guy always seemed a bit off to me.
Like making us call him uncle when we're not even related.
-Uh! -Yeah. Right.
Plus, it's no secret
Bob was furious when your dad wouldn't sell the dairy.
-Sell the dairy? -Yeah, old man Ketchum
wanted to buy us out,
convert us to a fully automated plant like one of his.
But your dad wouldn't hear of it
-'cause we'd all be out of work. -Yeah.
I knew Daddy was a good guy.
In my opinion, Bob never got over
missing out on that big bag of cash.
-So what do we do now? -Well, why don't you girls
-stay for dinner and we'll talk about it. -We're making pizza.
Oh, we don't wanna intrude.
-No. No. -You won't be intruding.
-We'll put you to work. -Yeah.
-Oh-kay. -(CHUCKLES)
He's such a showoff, isn't he?
Aw, you're just jealous.
Who knew cooking could be so much fun?
-Take my advice, girls... -Nice.
...marry someone who loves to cook.
(COURT LAUGHS)
Whoa. What are we doing, feeding an army here?
This one's for an elderly neighbor next door.
That's so sweet.
Well, it's just the neighborly thing to do.
Whew!
-(COURT AND TAYLOR SCREAM) -(FRAN LAUGHS) I am not eating that.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
We have to get our flowers from the gilded lily
because everybody knows they do the most gorgeous
-arrangements in town. -GIRLS: Yeah.
Yeah, but they're also twice as expensive as everybody else.
Well, duh. What do you think makes them the best?
Okay, if we spend $10,000 on flowers,
we can get the balloon arch or the ice sculpture.
But we can't afford both.
Ah, bummer.
Let's be practical. The ice sculpture's only gonna melt.
But it's so classic. It's like our signature thing.
-We need it. -Let's cut out the seafood appetizer bar.
-Yeah. -No.
That's the most original thing on our menu.
Everybody will love it.
Guys, obviously we're just gonna have to ask our dads
for more money.
-Yeah. -Sarah, no.
Haven't they been really clear?
We must work with the budget we've got. They're not giving us one penny more.
This is so unfair.
Why does everything have to cost so much?
Sarah's the one who insists we simply must have steak and lobster.
What's wrong with chicken?
This isn't some stupid business banquet, Courtney.
Chicken is a tacky no-no.
Seriously. I mean,
if we're not gonna top last year's girls,
-why even do this at all? -Exactly.
Maybe we're not figuring it out right.
Give me all the numbers, and I'll talk to Taylor.
She's like rain man with math.
Yeah. Plus, she's been through this already.
I bet she can tell us what we're doing wrong.
All right.
(SCOFFS) See, it's impossible.
When did the world get to be so expensive?
I've got a feeling it's always been this way, Court.
We're just finally being forced to pay attention.
Whoever came up with that ignorance is bliss thing was really on to something.
Speaking of that,
after being at Fran's tonight,
I was thinking.
Uh-oh. This can't be good.
With everything going on at the dairy
and Daddy being so out of reach,
doesn't it feel like it's sort of up to us to try to fix this mess?
(SCOFFS) No.
Court.
You saw how it is.
People like Fran and Keith totally depend on Dad
for...their life.
Can we seriously sit back and let it all fall apart?
Taylor, hello, I thought we were talking
about my party problems.
Well, in a weird way, we are.
I think we should use your party allowance
to cover the dairy workers' salaries.
(SNICKERS) Oh, wow. You got me so good
for a second there, I thought you were serious.
I am.
Have you totally lost it?
I can't do that! The girls and I are splitting all costs equally,
the way it's always done. If I can't contribute my share,
-how can I be part of it? -I guess you can't.
I'm really sorry, Court,
but this is totally a family emergency.
Hey, it's not my emergency.
(SCOFFS) I mean, it's fine for you to be all noble,
you already had your most amazing cotillion.
Now, it's my turn,
my chance to shine,
and it's really mean of you to try to take that away.
All right, okay? Calm down.
It was only a suggestion.
Simply have to figure out another way to help.
COURT: Exactly.
Thank you for coming to your senses.
Oh, no!
I still have to deal with Jackson.
(SCOFFS)
-(GRUNTS) -(TELEPHONE RINGS)
Meade dairy farms.
Uh, yeah. Who may I say is calling?
Uh, yeah. Hold on a minute. I'll get him.
It's Taylor Callum for you.
I'm not here.
He says he's not here.
All right.
She says she's sorry she didn't make it by last night,
-but she'd like a chance to explain. -I'm not interested, okay?
Just tell her to put the check in the mail.
(DOOR SLAMS)
(DISTANT DOG BARKING)
Uh, Taylor. (CHUCKLES)
Yeah, he had to run off to the bathroom. Um...
Okay.
Yeah, I'll tell him.
Okay, bye.
(TELEPHONE BEEPS)
(SIGHS)
Good morning. We're asking everybody
to report to the lunchroom for a company meeting.
-Melvin. -Yeah?
Lunchroom. Meeting. It won't take long.
Hi.
Look, we will find a solution.
You see, the trouble is all our products are perishable,
so any kind of real shutdown
is something we cannot afford.
Oh, oh, so exactly how long
do you think we should work without pay, Fran?
Do you think my landlord cares
if our inventory goes bad?
He wants to know when I'm gonna pay the rent.
The reality is
most of us live paycheck to paycheck.
I'm as loyal as anyone.
But if there's no future here, we want to know that now.
Of course there's a future.
It's just... It's gonna require some patience.
(INDISTINCT COMPLAINING)
No, please. It's just... Look, I know we will find
-an answer to this problem. -(SIGHS)
Do me a huge favor? I left my cell phone in the car.
So?
So I need to see if Jackson called so I can call him back.
-Ohh. -Please go get it for me.
Why can't you?
Because, unlike some people,
I'm actually listening to what's going on.
-(SCOFFS) -Please, Court. Please.
Fine, but you owe me.
-Thanks, sis. You're a doll. -Whatev.
I know. We're all in this together, though.
(INDISTINCT COMPLAINING)
We're trying, people.
-Uh, excuse me. -Shh!
Everybody, uh, excuse me.
MELVIN: Shh.
Um, hi.
I know the situation is way terrible and scary, but I, um...
See, I was wondering if I could fix it
so there was money for your paychecks.
(SCOFFS)
Quiet. Quiet, please. Please, let her finish.
If I could do that,
would you keep on working until my dad gets back?
Well, maybe, yeah.
But, come on, you're a kid.
Even you can't have that kind of cash laying around.
-I don't. -(SIGHS)
But I think I can get it.
(SCOFFS) How?
By selling your solid gold sports car?
(LAUGHTER)
Or auctioning off your collection of designer handbags.
(LAUGHTER)
Anyway, since when do you care what happens to us?
Can I please say what I was trying to say?
Why, so we can break our backs
and make more sacrifices to support your lifestyle?
We don't need your pity, honey.
-We need answers. -Yeah.
Don't even try to pretend to relate to us 'cause you can't.
Please. If you'll all go back to your jobs and give me till the end of the day.
What if we don't trust you?
You'd never even be working here if your father didn't force you.
Let's get real for a second, all right?
You and your sister are nothing but a pair of spoiled brats.
(LAUGHTER)
MAN: You can say that again.
You're right...
(SIGHS) ...about all of it.
But maybe that's why I'm trying to change.
(MURMURING)
Philippe, hey.
Hey. Bonjour, Courtney. How are you?
I can't believe this is the first time we've seen each other here.
I've sure been looking for you.
Ah, you know, for most of the day,
Ralph and I run it all.
Delivery guys. (SCOFFS)
Kinda goes with the turf, you know?
Yeah.
You're still coming to my party, right?
Cannot wait.
Um, listen. There's one thing I probably should've mentioned the other night.
See, since you said you'd be my, uh,
you know, my date, there's this, um...
Well, one of the big traditions at these parties
is a special deal they call the spotlight dance.
As in all eyes are on the girls being celebrated.
Exactly. (CHUCKLES)
Just the four honorees and their dates
out there in front of everybody.
Is that something you'd be cool with?
Why I would not be?
It can be a bit embarrassing.
(LAUGHS)
Uh, but see that is the beauty of being a foreigner.
Everybody's a stranger, so who care what they think?
If you need for me to dance with you,
I dance.
Great. Thanks.
Bye.
All right, Romeo. Get in the truck.
(WHISTLING)
Hmm.
What am I supposed to do? I need to make my rent.
I know. We all do.
Listen, this is just a temporary situation, okay?
(DOOR OPENS)
Um, Fran, do you know where my sister is?
Uh, she and Melvin had to run an errand.
-(TELEPHONE RINGS) -Oh. Thanks.
FRAN: Look, don't worry. I promise you. I promise.
Thanks, Pam. We're all done?
(TAYLOR SIGHS)
Here you go.
Isn't it pretty?
Are you sure you wanna do this?
-Totally. -(SIGHS)
You're a good girl, Taylor.
Uh, excuse me, folks.
If I could just have your attention for a minute.
Um, due to the remarkable generosity
of our very own Taylor Callum...
Oh, and my sister Courtney.
Oh, yeah.
The current payroll has been guaranteed.
-(CHEERING) -MAN: All right!
Whoo!
Uh, Melvin will be handing out your reissued checks
at the end of your shift.
And, um, well, hopefully this will tide us over till Reed gets back.
Thanks.
MAN: Good work.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-Joyce. -Thank you.
-Taylor, talk to me. -Not here.
Where did that money come from?
I told you, we shouldn't talk about it until we're home.
I don't get it. How could you do this to me?
Courtney...
I'm so, so sorry.
We really didn't have any other choice.
Yes, we did.
It's my party budget, my money.
The only reason Dad even put your name on the account
is because you're so much better at bank math than me.
You promised last night you weren't gonna touch it.
I know.
But then we got to work.
You heard them. If the dairy goes under,
they might lose their houses.
Their kids won't get to go to college.
It's serious stuff they're dealing with.
Yeah, but we're only kids.
Why should it be up to us to fix everybody's problems?
Do you seriously even understand
half the stuff they're talking about?
No, not totally.
But I know enough to realize we have some sort of a duty there.
Maybe you do.
My only duty is to show up at work
and stay out of trouble like Daddy wanted.
If you knew what was good for you, that's what you'd do, too.
Look, I'll bet you can still be part of the party.
We'll talk to the other girls, we'll work out a compromise.
Yeah, right.
Sarah Van Dyke was already dying to kick me out
just for suggesting we switch to chicken.
What if I explain the situation to her?
You've done enough damage. Thanks.
Frankly, I think this is what you wanted all along.
My party's wrecked, everybody will still remember yours the best.
Courtney, that's not true.
How could you even think that?
I hope it's worth it 'cause I'm never speaking to you again.
Courtney, come on!
Courtney!
COURT: Don't talk to me, you horrible traitor. Go away!
(SCOFFS) What do you want?
I brought you your check.
I told you to mail it.
Jackson...
the other night, I wanted to come over,
But I fell asleep.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
The whole working thing wiped me out.
Well, considering how foreign it must have been for you,
I'm surprised your body didn't go into shock.
Who knows? Maybe it did.
(LAUGHS)
They're saying my truck will be ready the day after tomorrow.
How sweet is that?
What are you doing?
What's wrong?
Everything.
My father's company's broke,
half the people there think he did horrible, terrible things,
we've got no way to reach him,
and my one attempt to help ended up
with my sister thinking I'm an evil, devious witch.
Now, she's not even speaking to me.
-Sounds bad. -(SCOFFS)
Wanna know the most pathetic part?
The only person I could come up with to unload on
is a guy who thinks I'm a spoiled brat.
A condescending spoiled brat.
Right.
Jackson! Jackson! Come quick!
I need you. Martha's gettin' ready to calf.
Let's go.
I don't know what's wrong.
It was all moving right along, and then it just stopped.
-But her water bag broke, right? -Yeah, about ten minutes ago.
I think she's distracted.
What?
By that bull.
She keeps eyeing him like she'd prefer a little privacy.
Taylor, cows aren't like people.
Says you.
Name one female in the universe
who'd want to be on display going through this.
(COW GROANS)
Hmm.
-Shoo! Back! -(BELLOWING)
Get out of here!
Shoo! Shoo!
Get out of here.
Give poor mama cow a break.
Hmm.
Okay.
There. That's better, huh?
Now you can push your little baby out with some dignity.
(MOOING)
She's doing it.
-She's pushing. -Yeah.
-(JACKSON CHUCKLES) -There you go. Yeah.
That's my good cow.
Okay, okay. Here it comes.
Okay, okay. Here it comes. Here it comes.
(MOOING)
(JACKSON CHUCKLES)
-Check it out. -Yeah.
Oh, well done, Martha.
(MOOING)
It's a girl just like we were hoping for.
Look how cute she is.
Good job, Martha.
Oh, she's so sweet.
(CHUCKLES)
Welcome to the world, little one.
Ohh.
I have to admit,
I'm amazed how great you were with Martha.
What can I say? We totally bonded.
Never would have predicted that in a million years.
Maybe that's why you should get to know a person
before you go making a bunch of judgments.
Sort of the way you did with me?
-(COWS MOOING) -Sort of how we both did.
(BIRD SQUAWKING)
-(COWBELL JANGLING) -RADIO DJ: Good morning, River City.
Shake off those cobwebs, Wipe the sleep from your eyes.
That's right, it's 5:30 in the morning.
(CLICK)
(GROANS)
(SIGHS)
Courtney, I know you're mad at me, but please.
We can still try to work out the party thing.
You've got all the most important stuff,
your date, your fabulous dress.
Too bad I don't have a sister.
(SIGHS) Come on. Can't we talk about this?
No, we can't! You're not worthy.
You can't talk about my dress. You can't talk about Philippe,
you're not even allowed to say the date anymore, okay?
For the rest of your ugly life,
I want July 10th totally stricken from your vocabulary.
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
What are you doing, Callum?
That beeping means you have to reset
the expiration date.
Don't worry about it, Thomas. I'm on it.
COMPUTER FEMALE VOICE: Expiration date reset.
(SIGHS) You are never gonna believe what's happening now.
The new checks didn't bounce.
-They couldn't have. -No, they didn't,
but I just heard that sometime yesterday
the storage silo refrigeration system shut down.
All our milk's gone bad.
-Shouldn't somebody monitor that? -Oh, yeah. Bob Fenwick.
It was part of his job, but he was too busy
robbing the company blind. I'm sure he didn't have time
-for anything else. -Wait, it was Bob,
not Reed who took the money?
Well, think about it, Thomas.
Who always had our best interests at heart and who didn't?
Eh.
FRAN: Folks, let's just focus on the present, okay?
Without milk or the money to pay for more,
we can't fill any of the orders we have on hand.
So what do we do?
Unfortunately, I don't think we have any choice.
We finish the cycle we're in, and we shut down.
What happens to all our accounts awaiting deliveries this weekend?
I'll just have to start making some phone calls,
and hopefully they'll understand.
-Yeah. -This is a disaster.
Yeah. Two or three weeks without work,
I won't be able to keep up with my mortgage payments.
Keith and I have no idea how we'll send Charlie
back to college this fall.
Oh, wait. What if I talk to Jackson Meade?
Maybe his dad could give us milk on credit for a few days.
I'm afraid our world doesn't work like that.
Credit is a luxury that nobody in this industry can afford.
COURT: But, Sarah, I still have $5,000.
If we all agree to make a few sacrifices
and a compromise or two, I'm sure we can work this out.
Excuse me. Is this a cotillion or a charity event?
(SCOFFS) What do you expect me to do, pull money out of thin air?
I'm not a magician.
I'd cry for you, but I don't want my mascara to run.
Look, we have to pay the caterer and the country club tonight.
If you can't deliver your full share,
then it breaks my heart to tell you, but...
you're out.
Love you. (CHUCKLES)
I don't want that color.
TAYLOR: Well, I can at least ask, right?
If he says no, he says no, and we'll go from there.
Congratulations. You win.
I've officially been kicked out of my own party.
You must be thrilled.
I've got to go.
-(SIGHS) -Whoa.
Courtney, what's the deal?
It's done. It's over.
According to Sarah, me minus my money equals bye-bye.
Okay. I'm really, really sorry,
but have you not been listening to anything this morning?
It's only getting worse and worse.
We've got all these great people with their entire futures at stake.
Without the cash to replace the spoiled milk,
everybody's gonna lose their jobs.
And, I'm sorry, this became my responsibility when?
(SCOFFS) You know, for once in your life,
it might be nice to spend two seconds
thinking about somebody other than yourself.
Why should I? I hate this place!
I don't care what Daddy wanted.
I quit. Okay?
Taylor, that's not something I can even ask my father.
How come?
Look, my dad's a really good man.
Too good. And he'll help anybody in trouble.
But that's no way to keep a small farm like ours in business.
If we take on one more dollar of debt,
it's gonna crush us.
Can I say one thing?
Living in the real world stinks.
(MOOING)
HEATHER'S MOM: Heather, stop wiggling so I can get this pinned.
(CHUCKLES) No, no! Hide me!
-It's just Courtney. -Exactly!
-(SIGHS) -(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-COURT: Hello. -Hey, honey. Come on in.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
How come you're not at work?
Oh! Long story.
How do you like her party dress?
I thought you found something fabulous at Holly's?
I did.
We, um, we can't afford it.
Who cares?
This is gonna be even better.
It's perfect.
That's exactly what I told her.
Mom, could you give us a minute?
Um, I'll go and get you girls some iced tea.
Thanks.
(SIGHS)
You weren't supposed to see any of this.
It's so humiliating.
Heather, what's the big deal?
Are you kidding?
You, with all your designer this and couture that?
Who cares? It's not like we're in competition.
Maybe it doesn't feel like that to you
'cause you get everything you want.
It's hard for me, Courtney. It always has been.
I love you, but, come on.
Do you ever stop to think about anyone but yourself?
Oh, no.
What?
That's exactly what Taylor said.
Am I really that bad?
Well, yeah, but why wouldn't you be?
Your whole life's been a total fairy tale.
How are you supposed to have a clue about reality?
(SCOFFS) That still doesn't mean I deserve to go around
acting like some spoiled princess.
I mean, who am I?
Sarah? Yuck!
No, Court.
Underneath, you're a really good person.
Thanks.
But...
I think it's time for me to do better than that.
You're home early.
Anything we need to talk about?
I miss mom.
It doesn't seem fair, does it?
She just always knew the right thing to say.
Whenever me and Taylor were fighting,
she was the only one who could get us back together.
(LAUGHS) She was that way with everybody.
Your father used to call her his secret weapon.
And you know why?
Because she had compassion and she had perspective.
She knew better than anybody
that her good life was just a happy accident.
Yeah.
Do you want some yogurt?
(CHUCKLES) Sure.
Your mom's recipe. Best one.
-I need to get back... -I'm afraid
we've come at this from every possible angle.
And, quite frankly, there's no money, no milk.
We're out of options.
Unless...
Back in a flash.
-Hey, Ralph. -Hey, what's up?
Well, um... my dad told me how much fun you had
restoring my Mom's old Mustang for me.
So, I was wondering...
-do you want to buy it? -What?
I thought you were crazy about that car.
Oh, I am, but, considering the latest nightmare here,
I'm desperate for some extra cash,
and selling my car is the only solution I can think of.
Honestly, Taylor,
as much as I'd love to get my hands on that baby,
that's just not anything I can afford.
Please, Ralph.
You have no idea how important this is.
Yeah, I get that.
All I got is nine grand.
(SIGHS) I'll take it.
Awesome!
(SIGHS)
Here you go, Jackson. This is a down payment.
Wow! I can't believe you sold your car.
Me neither.
It really doesn't feel like I had a choice.
Taylor!
I'm so glad you're home.
Wait. You're actually speaking to me?
Look, Heather said her dad said
the only reason the dairy's not closing
is...is 'cause you sold your car to get money to buy fresh milk.
That's just a nasty rumor, right?
Well, I just took the bus home.
What does that tell you?
But you can't sell your car.
It's not right.
Just tell me what I can do to help.
(SCOFFS) Too late, Court.
You'd be better off putting your time and energy into your party.
Sarah and those girls don't care about me.
All they wanted was my money.
Why would I even want to be a part of their stupid party?
Especially if it means I'll lose what I have with you.
Are you serious?
Yeah.
(SIGHS)
Maybe we use the rest of my party budget to help us out.
Sure.
But, even with your 5,000,
we're still 1,000 short on the milk money.
(SIGHS)
I think I have an idea.
Come on.
Since I haven't even worn it yet,
I'd like a full refund, please.
(SIGHS)
Wow! I had no idea doing the right thing could be so painful.
(RINGTONE PLAYS)
(RINGTONE STOPS)
-Hello? -PHILIPPE: Bonjour, Courtney.
It's Philippe.
I know it is very last minute, but I was wondering,
since we had this so-called dance of the spotlight on Saturday,
would you like to have dinner
and practice with me tonight at the country club?
The Millers invited you to be their guest.
Uh, well, um, see, Philippe,
I actually need to talk to you about that.
Something is wrong?
Very. I, uh...
as it turns out, I'm not going to be a part of the cotillion.
I, um, dropped out.
That is even more reason for you to come with me.
If Saturday's not working for you, we can create our own spotlight
to celebrate you tonight.
Great!
-Bye. -Bye.
(BEEP)
(BOTH GIGGLE)
(SWING MUSIC PLAYING) Hey! Oh!
(CROWD CHATTERING)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(APPLAUSE)
It was so nice of you to invite me. This is really fun.
It was all Philippe's idea.
He's quite taken with you, Courtney.
Okay, I'm blushing, aren't I? How embarrassing is that?
We should dance, no?
We should dance, yes!
-Will you excuse us? -Of course.
As long as nobody's making me dance,
you're completely excused.
(SWING MUSIC PLAYING)
Wow! You really know what you're doing, huh?
Well, I should.
My parents put me in lessons since I was ten.
Oh, no!
So, it's true.
Preston said he thought he saw you here tonight.
Frankly, given all your desperate cries of poverty,
I'm quite amazed you could even afford dinner.
I'm a guest. The Millers?
May I help you with something?
Actually, speaking of guests, it's only fair to tell you,
we left word for all those people on your specific list
letting them know they're disinvited.
It was Sarah's idea, Courtney.
It was the only way we could make up the budget deficit.
Just in case you care,
it turns out we're gonna end up with every single thing we wanted.
Despite the fact that you nearly sabotaged the whole event.
We convinced our dads to kick in the needed extra dollars
and all it cost us was half hour of crocodile tears.
Oh, you must be so proud.
Crab legs, oyster bars, steak, lobster,
the balloon arch, the ice sculpture...
It seems like the only thing that won't be there is...you.
-Try not to be too heartbroken, Sarah. -I won't.
Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a dance to finish.
Twirl me, Philippe. Twirl me now.
(CHUCKLES) Hey.
Hi. What are you doing here?
Judging by how you seemed buying the milk this afternoon,
I was thinking you could use some cheering up.
Come on in.
So, explain to me this...
If those are the kinds of girls
involved in this, um, cotillion,
why you wanted to be part of it in the first place?
Well, Philippe,
I honestly wish I could tell you.
I guess because it all looked so glamorous and cool when Taylor did it.
Maybe that's the problem.
I've spent so long trying to be my sister.
Now, I just need to be me.
(COURT SCREAMS)
TV ACTRESS: Did you make a speech?
-TV ACTOR: Yeah. -What did you say?
Well, you know, just... kind of the thing you...
Do you know what's so crazy about this whole ordeal?
It's sure given me a new appreciation for my dad.
I'll bet.
The way he makes it all look so easy.
Running a dairy, taking care of me and Courtney.
He never even complains.
I just wish he'd come home already.
Well, not right this second.
'cause then I wouldn't have the nerve to do this.
Ahem. Popcorn?
How's it going, girls?
-Great! -We're actually
-finally getting the hang of this gig. -That's good.
Listen, I was wondering, are you two busy tomorrow night?
Oh! Not anymore.
Perfect. Because Keith and I are having
a "can't believe we survived this awful week" party,
and we'd just love it if you could be there.
Sounds fun.
Yeah, it will be. The dairy band will play,
everybody's bringing food.
We're happy to bring sodas and cups.
Excellent. My place. 7:00 p.m.
Okay.
-(MUSIC PLAYING) -Well, she couldn't sing to save her soul
Didn't know a lick on the keys
But she headed to the valley
Got a job at the creamery
The girls made her welcome
And told her what to know
About milk and cheese And real ice cream
Until the cows came home
Now she's in the promised land
'Cause she followed The beat of the band
(MUSIC ENDS)
FRAN: Thank you. Thank you.
Hey, listen. Before we sing the next song,
I just wanted to say that thanks to you all,
we're still in business.
And you know what, We couldn't...We couldn't have done it
without the amazing financial and moral support
of the Callum girls.
Yeah.
Now, listen. Some of you might not know this,
but tonight was supposed to be Courtney's cotillion.
Oh, who cares?
I'd much rather be here with all of you.
Aw.
Fair enough. Fair enough. But after everything you've done,
you should at least get to have your spotlight dance.
-You ready? -Mm. Yeah.
A one...
two...
A one, two, three...
RALPH: Folks!
Folks, sorry to interrupt.
We've got an emergency.
I don't understand.
How could all the products we made this week
-suddenly be expired? -No, but that's the point. They're not.
Clearly, somewhere along the line, the date stamp was incorrectly set.
That's why the first two accounts
I stopped at tonight refused delivery.
Yeah. Yogurt, cheese, all of it.
Couldn't you explain it was just a simple mistake?
No, it's not that easy.
Who's gonna wanna buy something they think has already gone bad?
-Mm-hmm. -Couldn't we put new lids on
-and stamp them with the right date? -No. Health code regulations
strictly prohibit the product from being sold once it's been resealed.
We have to start a whole new run from scratch
or lose at least 14 major accounts.
(SIGHS)
How could this have happened?
It was me.
The other day when I was so mad at you about getting exiled from my party.
That's the date I must have accidentally set.
COMPUTER FEMALE VOICE: Expiration date reset.
Today!
The whole entire dairy is gonna crash and burn because of me.
Whoa, whoa. But we can salvage this, right?
What if we started the run right now?
We're all here. We could all pitch in.
Well, yeah, except for the fact we're almost out of milk again.
Well, I could fix that.
Dad, no. How can we afford it?
Well, son, we can't afford not to help.
If the dairy goes belly up, we lose their business
and half our income to boot.
So, let's go. Let's get moving.
Ho, ho, ho! Not so fast.
I mean, even if everybody here works,
we don't have the manpower for an all inventory run.
We'd have to get every machine going double time,
and we'd need people unloading and reloading a fleet of trucks.
Unless you've got 25 extra bodies, it's impossible.
He's right. Simply wanting to make it happen is not enough.
(SIGHS)
Hold on.
I know where we can get more volunteers.
Get down to the dairy and get started.
Taylor and I will meet you there as soon as we can.
Let's go.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
I don't wanna grow up
Don't wanna figure this out
I know you set me up
Don't want this dragging you down
I don't want to grow up
Don't want to figure this out
I know you set me up
Don't want this dragging you down
Don't want to see you around
One more time
(MUSIC ENDS)
Sorry to interrupt, can I borrow your mic?
-Yeah. -Thanks.
What do you think you're doing, Courtney?
-You're not welcome here. -I know.
-But I'm desperate. -So what else is new?
Um... (CHUCKLES) Hi.
You guys, can you, please, listen a minute?
I don't know.
I know I have no right to ask this,
but my father's dairy is in horrible trouble.
if we don't get some extra help down there right now,
a lot of wonderful, hard-working people
will lose their jobs.
And we care why?
Because you should.
-Hmm. -Because
we're all part of the same community.
Look, until a few days ago...
I was just like all of you.
I didn't know. I didn't care.
But I've learned stuff.
Everybody in this room is so lucky.
And it's just an accident of birth.
We have no clue what most people are up against.
But it's not too late to learn.
Seriously, it feels really good to help other people.
It's an amazing rush to give something back.
That's good, because you know what you can give back?
The microphone.
What? No!
There's more to life than balloon arches and ice sculptures.
SARAH: Give it back to me.
-No! -Give it back to me!
-No! -I want it now!
(OVERLAPPING YELLING)
(GASPS)
(LAUGHTER)
Oh! The dessert parade!
Oh! Crème brûlée.
MAN 1: Hey, everybody, I want you to bring this in.
MAN 2: Yo.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Here.
Carry it.
MAN: All right.
Good job, guys.
COURT: I don't get it. How could I have failed like that?
JACKSON: You didn't, okay? You were awesome.
I would have followed you anywhere.
Yeah, 'cause you're not a pathetic Sarah clone.
Did you see those zombies?
-It's ridiculous! -Courtney, inhale, exhale.
Even without those losers, there still has to be a way
-we can get this done. -Where are your friends?
(SIGHS) Lost in their own little world.
-So, they're not coming? -No.
It's over.
So what do we do now?
I'm afraid we have to send everyone home.
Okay, guys, shut it down.
MAN: All right. Let's power down.
Did I hear this place could use a little help?
Daddy!
You're here!
And brought a whole group of your friends to pitch in, too.
But you? With them? How?
Well, I was on my trip and missing you two,
and realizing where I really wanted to be was home,
so I came back.
When I went to look for you at the club this whole crew pounced on me.
After you left, we all started talking,
and we were like, "Wow, what Courtney said was so right.
"Let's get outside ourselves and start helping people for a change."
And then your sweet dad showed up,
so confused and out of the loop.
We gave him the headlines, and here we are reporting for duty.
All right. Well, let's get busy here.
Come on. Let's get back to work. Come on.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
You get up every morning From your alarm clock's warning
And take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above And people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls Who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
You can get to work by 9:00
And start your slavin' job To get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I'll be takin' care of business Every day
Takin' care of business Every way
I'll be takin' care of business It's all mine
Takin' care of business And workin' overtime
(CHEERING)
Taking care of business
(MUSIC ENDS)
Well, troops, against all odds, we pulled this off!
(CHEERING)
I don't know how I'll ever be able to thank you enough.
Tomorrow...
I'll figure out how much damage Bob Fenwick did.
But tonight...
I want you all to know that as long as I'm in business,
every one of you has a job. You're the best!
(CHEERING)
My own Taylor and Courtney,
thank you, girls,
from the bottom of my heart.
You really came through when it mattered the most.
(APPLAUSE)
Thanks.
(CHEERING)
Now, before I send you all home for a well-earned sleep,
I'm told that there's still one last thing we have to do so...
Courtney. Philippe.
It's time for your spotlight dance.
(CHEERING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
I believe
You can shine
If you have to grab the stars right out of the sky
Don't look back
Close your eyes
Sometimes you have to see it from your heart to get it right
Sooner or later When the dust is cleared
The sun comes out
You're still here
Look at what you've found
Figure it out, it's simple
When you think about it
Who you are inside
Let it out
Everything you want to be Is comin' around
And it's all good now
It all works out
You'll see it all
Comes down
To taking chances, living life
Just in time to get it right
Sooner or later When the dust is cleared
The sun comes out
You're still here
Look at what you've found
It's all good now
(MUSIC ENDS)
How's it going?
Well, we'll survive. Barely.
It's really that bad?
Yep. The money's gone.
It's, uh, basically like we're starting over.
I'm so sorry, Daddy.
How could he do that? You were his best friend!
Greed's a funny thing, girls.
It has a way of getting the best of some people.
-It's all so evil! -We're definitely in
for some serious belt-tightening around here, okay?
-No vacations. -Mm-hmm.
No more country clubs. No shopping sprees.
It's gonna be okay.
We can do this.
Sure.
But we can still buy new school shoes, right?
Just...one pair each? (CHUCKLES)
What?
We'll see.
-Oh, my God. -Be strong, Court.
-Yeah. -Be strong.
(WHIMPERING)
Thanks for breakfast, Corrinne.
No girls this morning?
I snuck in and shut off their alarms.
All things considered, I figured they deserve a few days off.
-See you later. -Bye-bye.
(SIGHS)
-Morning, Daddy! -Whoa!
-Hey! -(REED EXHALES)
Girls, what... What are you doing here?
I wasn't gonna make you come in today.
-But we wanna go. -You do?
If we're at the dairy, that's eight hours a day
-we can't be at the mall. -Mm.
Well, that's a very good point. Let's go to work.
-Can I drive? -No, you can't.
-But nice try. -(MUSIC PLAYING)
Figure it out, it's simple When you think about it
Who you are inside
Let it out
Everything you want to be Is coming around
It's all good now
I've been there
Once or twice
I wish that it were easy
To cruise through this life
Movin' fast
Sparks can fly
Sometimes you go to pieces
Just before you get it right
Sooner or later When the dust is cleared
The sun comes out
You're still here
Look at what you've found
Figure it out, it's simple
When you think about it
Who you are inside
Let it out
Everything you want to be Is comin' around
It's all good now
(MUSIC ENDS)