- Hey, everybody!
Another great little otter
summer is coming to an end, but before it does,
we have two super fun days of competition
at the inter-camp Olympics.
Staff, cabins need to be cleaned out by Friday.
If you don't have a ride home,
check the ride share board.
[All smiles' i know it's wrong]
[Giggling]
- ♪ I copied a day
♪ still a specter on my arm
♪ left a mark with no escape in my view ♪
- don't. It's not over yet.
- How is this gonna work?
- We're gonna have a great 48 hours...
And then we'll say good-bye...
And then we'll be sad... - [Chuckles]
- But we're gonna keep on living...
- [Chuckles]
- And we'll stay in touch using technology...
And then on Christmas day, I'm gonna get on a bus
in Virginia and arrive in Florida ten hours later.
- You are? - Mm-hmm.
- [Sighs]
- Will your mom mind?
- My mom? - Yeah.
- She won't even notice.
- Oh. - [Chuckles]
- Cool.
[Sighs] Okay, let's go to this stupid thing.
- [Groans] - Come on.
- [Sighs]
- You look like an Olsen twin. Take 'em off.
Here, try these.
Better. Actually...
Much better. - I don't want to go.
- Buzz, you have to go.
Camp Olympics, it'll be fun. Guys!
Tell him he has to go.
- Yeah, if I have to go, you have to go.
- Nobody's even talking about the fight.
- Ryan's gonna be there.
- So? He's not gonna try anything.
- Why don't you just try to get him fired?
- Yeah. - Buzz, don't let him ruin camp.
We'll all be there. Come with us.
There's sheet cake.
- I love sheet cake.
- [Chuckles]
- That's the spirit!
You're so miserable.
- Wow.
[Indistinct chatter, laughter]
- So, Cole, we're partners now, right?
- Yep.
- And the Mack stuff is behind us?
- It's behind me. How about you?
- Nothing but a distant memory, and I have total recall.
That's how far behind me it is.
- Great. - Good.
- Dad... - What? What?
- Brothers before others.
Mates before dates.
To Alaska. - To Alaska.
[Cheering, shouting] All: Otter! Otter! Otter!
[Chanting continues]
[Cheers and applause]
- Welcome to the opening ceremony
of the inter-camp Olympics.
- Yes, welcome everybody.
Now, as we all know, Ridgefield holds a six-year winning streak
over our gracious hosts, little otter.
- Yes, but with two days of events, anything can happen.
And now, our national anthem,
sung by our very own Lou duchovny!
[Cheers and applause]
[Mic feedback]
[Off key] - ♪ Oh, say can you see
♪ by the dawn's early light ♪
♪ what so proudly we hailed
♪ at the twilight's last... - Come on, it's not that bad.
- Oh, please, it's like a Cat... Burning to death.
- Shh! - ♪ Oh, say does that
♪ star-spangled...
Oh, God. - Okay, you know what?
[Audience giggling] You know what, sweetie?
Just start again. Go from the top.
Yeah? Oh, it's all good. - Okay.
- Okay, you're good. - Ugh, yes, more.
- Just go from the top. - Keep singing.
[Off key] - ♪ Oh, say can you see
- hi. - ♪ By the dawn's early light
- hey! What's the matter?
The singing? - ♪ What so proudly we hailed
- what? Oh, no.
There's this... [Scoffs] Ridgefield girl
who I just found out we're swimming against in the relay.
I want to beat her so badly her children are losers.
- You need anyone? I'll swim a leg.
- Really? - ♪ Ramparts we watched...
- That'd be amazing.
- Done.
- Okay, what's with all the smiles?
- I don't know. I feel smile-y.
[Laughs] Where are you going right now?
- To the pantry, to get some wine.
- ♪ Through the night
♪ that our flag
- I'll help you. - ♪ Was still there
[star spangled banner playing] [Both giggle, glass breaks]
♪
- ♪ and the rockets' red glare, the bombs... ♪
- I feel like my ears are being waterboarded.
- ♪ Gave proof through the night ♪
- come to Tuscany with me.
- ♪ That our flag was still there ♪
- Tuscany? - Yeah.
Sounds good, right?
I've got two weeks before I have to be back at work.
Let's go.
- That's the problem with America...
too much confidence, not enough skill.
- Well, look who fell out of his shame spiral.
- ♪ Land of the free
- hey, back off! - Why are you such a dick?
- You still owe me money. - Hey! Come on.
[Overlapping chatter] - ♪ And the home...
- Don't think, say yes.
- ♪ Of the brave - Back off.
- What is wrong with you? - Walk away, go.
- What's happening?
[Overlapping arguing] - You owe me money.
- Back off. - You!
- Hey! - What?
- Hey!
Hey, it was you, wasn't it?
You're the one that beat up my son!
What are you, 19?
You go around beating up little kids?
- What? - Yeah?
- I didn't touch him! - Huh? Huh?
- Mom, stay out of it!
- What are you gonna do,
beat me up, too? - What? No.
- Tie me to a tree? You little punk!
Hmm? How's that feel? - Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Whoa, whoa, stop, stop! - How's that feel in front
- He beat him up and he tied him to a tree.
- Welcome to day one of the inter-camp Olympics!
[Cheering]
[Air horn blows]
- [Screams]
- We have a full slate of exciting games leading up
to tomorrow's final event, the eliminator!
Until then, let the games begin!
[Cheering] - What?
- ♪ I'll be showing you the door ♪
- [grunting]
♪
- oh! Aah!
- Yeah! [Cheering]
- [Groaning, panting]
- You got this, fyo! - No mercy!
- Marina. Mack needs you in the office!
- Okay, yeah. I'll be right back.
- Go, fyo! - Come on, come on, come on!
Come on! - Yes!
- Hey, Mack, what's up? - Uh...
- you probably don't remember me, marina.
I'm your Aunt, Jeanette.
- Oh, my God. My mom?
- She's not hurt. - She's in jail.
She was caught carrying drugs for her new boyfriend.
- That's impossible. - Since she won't
be able to take care of you,
you'll have to come live with me.
- What are you... what are you talking about?
- It looks like she might be in for a while.
Best hope is for a year.
- I don't know what you mean.
I haven't seen you since I was a kid!
My mom never talks to you!
Mack, I need to speak to my mom.
- Okay, we'll call her.
- Why don't I get settled in my cabin.
It's a lot of news to take in. - Mm-hmm.
[Knock at door]
- We're closed!
[Footsteps enter, door closes]
- Hello, Buzz. It's Roger.
This is your cabin.
It's... Charming.
Like a Brazilian shanty, all sticky and musty and...
[Sniffs] Mm, that smell is, um, what?
- Breakfast nachos. - Ah.
- Would you... Care for one?
- No, thank you.
Buzz, I just want to be sure that I have all the information
about the incident at bear Mountain.
- I have nothing to say.
- Look... Ryan is a massive idiot.
He's an angry kid with a stick
treating the world like his pinata.
Do you know what a pinata is, Buzz?
Papier-mache, filled with treats.
- I know what a pinata is. - Good.
Thing is, Buzz, you're a good kid.
These moments, we choose how they define us.
You understand?
Crack a window.
[Door opens]
- Good! Nice job, Sheila.
Good work.
Remember to really reach.
- Let me know if you need to borrow
some floaties for your team.
- Let us know if you need to borrow some class.
- Hmm.
Hey, where's your trash talk?
We hate her.
- Sorry, I was distracted,
What happened in the pantry, that was just one of those...
- totally hot. - Yeah, that's fine.
- This looks very flammable.
- Oh, Robbie, Robbie, don't go there.
It's a mistake! - Slow motion car wreck.
- Why are we so interested?
- Because we have children, and nothing ever happens to us.
- Right.
- How are you getting to Stanford?
- Um, no idea.
- What if we carpool?
- Yeah?
I mean, if that works for you, great.
- Okay. Yeah, I promise.
Bye, mom.
I love you, too.
[Sighs]
She said my grandma's too sick,
and if I don't go with my Aunt Jeanette,
I have to go into foster care, 'cause there's no one else.
I don't even know where winnipeg is.
- Canada. Above north Dakota.
Founded by fur traders.
- I don't know anything about her.
She's a total stranger.
- I've found most people have good intentions,
if you give them a chance.
- It's been a tense day of competition so far,
with Ridgefield carrying a narrow lead.
Don't miss the action at the archery range
as our two camp directors face off.
[Thwap] [Applause]
- Given any more thought to Tuscany?
Agnolotti. Negronis.
Vespas.
[Applause] - Fire that serial killer
who beat up my son,
then maybe we'll talk.
- I went to Buzz. He's not talking.
We don't pay our people in acorns like you do.
We have an h.R. Department. - H.R.?
What kind of corporate b.S. Is that, Roger?
- Oh, what, like humiliating your son in front of both camps?
You love to point the finger, Mack,
but you don't want to turn the mirror
back on yourself, do you?
[Cheers and applause]
- What else was I supposed to do?
He needed my help.
And you don't care about anything except yourself.
- [Sputters] You know what? Tuscany, revoked.
Yeah, no Diane Lane "get your groove back" movie for you.
- What are you talking about?
- I like romantic comedies.
Didn't know that about me, did you, mm-hmm?
- Oh, it's my loss. My terrible loss.
No, actually, Roger, it's your loss.
[Gasps]
[Cheers and applause]
Yes!
- Hey, I-I brought you some bug spray to spray on the sheets.
- Thank you.
- I'm sorry about before.
You know, it's just, this is a big change for me.
- You don't think it's a big change for me?
You think I have money lying around to feed another mouth?
- I can get a job. - Yes, you will.
And you will live by my rules.
I know what kind of girl you are.
You're the spitting image of your mother.
I know all about that naked picture you took.
- You don't know a thing about me or my mom.
- Believe me, this is the best thing
that could have happened to you.
God knows what you learned being raised by that...
- go ahead. Say it.
- So I just realized,
we both have presidents' day weekend off.
Whoa, hey. What's up?
Hey, stop! What's the matter?
- I have to get out of here!
- Why, what's going on? Tell me.
- My mom's in jail. - What?
- Yeah, I have to live with my Aunt in winnipeg,
and she hates me!
She called my mom a slut,
and she said I'm not allowed to use the Internet,
or have friends over,
which means I'll never be able to see you!
That's why I have to get out of here.
- What do you mean, like run away?
Now, by yourself? - Yes!
You know, I can't live with her, and I can't count on my mom!
I don't have anyone! - Yeah, you do.
I'll go with you. Tonight, let's go together.
- Listen, guys, there are two types of people in this world.
You're either a stick, or you're a pinata.
- You guys, don't listen to him.
You can be anything you want to be, like...
like a pediatric neurosurgeon,
or the editor of the new yorker,
or the first female, Asian president.
Talula! Stop!
We don't hit people.
- It's okay.
She's just illustrating my point.
She's a stick, and I'm a pinata.
Ah, grace,
could you take the kids outside for a minute please, hon?
- Stay where you are. I'm leaving.
- I messed up last night. I lost my temper.
You'll understand when you have kids.
- Pretty sure no one is gonna have kids
with me after last night.
- Look, you've got to tell Roger
that it was Ryan who beat you up.
- Can you just stay out of it, please?
- You think it's uncool to tell on him, is that what this is?
- Mom, it's not your fight, drop it!
You're making it so much worse.
I just want the summer to be over.
[Cheering] - Okay.
So, once we pull our camp paychecks,
we'll have $2,124, after taxes.
- On your marks! [Air horn blows]
- We can go anywhere!
- Well, I have a cousin in San Francisco...
- oh! - [Grunts] Or San Diego.
- Yeah. - One of the two.
- I love California.
- I'll get a job waiting tables.
We'll save up, get our own place.
- With, like, a little garden.
We can grow vegetables and stuff.
- Yes! - And then I'll get my license.
- Uh-huh. - You know what I mean?
Like, and then... [Air horn blows]
- That's a win for Ridgefield! - Whoo!
- Buzz is really mad at me.
Were you beat up as a kid?
- Yeah, all the time. I've got two older brothers.
Can't keep fighting his battles for him, Mack.
- Yeah.
What am I gonna do without you?
- I'm not dying. I'm just not gonna be here.
You'll figure it out.
I'll see you at the thing. Don't tell Roger I was here.
[Indistinct chatter]
Both: Mmm... - Ladies.
Our new house cocktail. - [Gasps]
- Ohh! - Thank you.
- Well, we start with a generous base of gin...
Then we add two more splashes of gin,
and then we strain it all into a chilled glass filled with gin.
- We call it, "the decathlon." - Mm.
- It will mess you up ten different ways.
- Whew! We may have over-bought on gin.
- Mmm.
- Okay, seriously, what is going on with you and Roger?
- He invited me to go to Tuscany with him.
- Do it. - But then we had a fight,
so he revoked the offer.
- Tuscany. - Mm-hmm.
- Whatever you did, take it back.
- Come on, what else does a rich, hot guy
with an accent have to do?
- I don't know, but he hasn't done it yet.
I need tonic.
- I think I know what's going on.
Both: What?
- Someone's having second thoughts about
Mr. "well, he's too young for me" over there.
Cole went and got jobbed up at Ridgefield,
and now, suddenly, he's looking
like the better option. - Mm.
- No, come on, guys.
It was never gonna work out with Cole.
[Indistinct chatter and laughter]
- Okay, now we're in business.
- How many pills do you take?
- The little white ones in the morning,
the big white ones three times a day,
the little blue ones just before bed,
and the yellow ones as needed for nausea.
- Do you get nauseous a lot?
- Well, only if I don't take my trusty yellows.
- Do you have enough pills to last?
- Yeah, my... my dad just sent me some new ones,
so I'm pretty good for a while.
[Chuckles]
- [Sighs]
- What?
Y-you can't run away with me, kip.
- What?
I'm strong. I'm fine. - No, I-I know you are.
- No, you don't.
You just saw my pills and said I can't go!
- No. - You think I'm weak.
- No, listen to what I'm saying!
I care about what happens to you!
- I'm not letting you go alone, okay?
- Just stop.
Stop.
I love you.
[Sighs] I'm not gonna go anywhere.
Maybe this whole... this whole idea is crazy.
Okay?
- [Sighs]
When am I even gonna see you again?
- Can we not think about it tonight and just be right here?
You and me.
- Okay.
So, has it... has it always been just you and your mom?
- Yeah, you know, but I've always wanted
You know, the kind that introduces you to new music,
or sneaks you into concerts,
or hooks you up with a fake I.D.
- [Chuckles] Fake I.D.?
- [Laughs]
- So you could vote? - Obviously.
Okay, serious question now. - Mm-hmm.
- Would you rather lose your hand,
or have to wear a parrot on your shoulder
for the rest of your life?
- Hand. - Really?
- For sure, yeah. - No, I-I'd go parrot.
- I knew I was sick the second time
when I heard my dad crying in the next room.
I felt so bad for him.
- What did you do?
- I made a bunch of noise before I walked in,
so he could pull himself together.
If you had to pick a period of time to live in...
the renaissance, wild west, roaring '20s...
what would you choose?
- Right now.
- ♪ Iced drinks and short skirts ♪
- hey, Cole, have a drink.
- Ah, no, I'm okay, thanks.
- Take the drink, and listen to my words.
Roger asked Mack to go to Tuscany.
- Roger told me he was over her.
- He's a liar!
Put on a tool belt, and take your shirt off!
Is there something around here you want me
to break for you to fix, huh?
You want me to smash this chair?
Look, I will break this chair right now.
Just say the word. - Whoa, whoa.
- Say the word, and I... - Okay, okay, okay, okay.
Someone is ready for bed.
Good night, Cole. - Oh, I-I apologize.
- That's okay. - [Laughs]
♪
- now, hear me out.
Instead of shuttles from the airport...
Dog sleds.
Ridgefield, Alaska. Boom!
No good?
You're right.
Peta would be all over us.
Ohh! - I know about Tuscany!
- Oh.
Bunny!
Whoa! [Tires screeching]
Uhh! - Hold on, hold on!
[Crash, glass shatters]
- You're a dick! You know that?
I wanted this! I wanted Alaska.
What happened to "brothers before others"?
- Well, I'm sorry.
We were laughing and making fun of a little kid.
I got carried away in the moment.
You would have done the same.
- No, I wouldn't.
- Oh, of course not! 'Cause you're Saint Cole!
Patron Saint of cleaning toilets and giving up!
- You know what? Good luck in Alaska.
- Come back here. - I quit!
- Well, you can't quit, because I'm firing you!
You're fired, Cole! - I quit!
[Birds chirping]
[Grass crunches]
- Get up.
- I-I can explain this.
[Struggling] - Hey!
- What did I say? What did I say!
- Hey! - You're just like your mother!
- Don't talk to her like that!
[Struggling]
[Thud] - Unh!
[Gasping]
- Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry. Marina...
aah! - Stop! Stop!
- Aah! - Stop! Stop spraying that!
- That boy assaulted me.
- Okay, guys, can I please speak to Jeanette alone?
- This isn't right. Marina didn't do anything wrong.
- Kip... Let me handle it, please.
[Sighs]
Please, sit down.
[Sighs] Look...
I know you haven't seen marina for a long time,
but she's a truly wonderful girl.
I wanted you to hear that in case
you have another opinion.
- I thank you for your input.
We'll be leaving tonight.
[Cheering and chanting]
- That's so cute.
- Hey, guys!
I just realized, you're that Robbie.
Wow, Sarah, he's really hot.
How could you have cheated on him?
- Shut up, kendra.
- I'm just saying, I wouldn't have.
I can't believe he forgave you!
You must have him wrapped around your finger, I guess.
Anyway, good luck.
- [Sighs] - Hey, I'm sorry.
You okay? - Yeah, I just didn't realize
everyone at the whole lake knew about it.
- Swimmers, take your marks!
- Come on, Robbie.
[Beep]
[Upbeat music]
[Crowd cheering]
- Go, go, go! - Go, Robbie!
- ♪ It's a low blow, I can feel it ♪
- come on, you're next! - Okay, okay!
- Goggles!
- ♪ It's a low blow - Okay, go, go, go!
Good, Kathleen! Awesome!
Go, Robbie!
- Yeah, Robbie!
- ♪ So what's it gonna be?
- Hey, did you use my towel?
- Oh, yeah, here. Sorry, use mine.
- I don't want to use your towel.
- What? You're mad because I used your towel?
- I'm just saying, don't use it.
- Todd! Go! - They're fighting!
Tell me what happens!
- Don't use your towel, that's all you're saying?
- Yeah.
- [Laughs]
- What are you laughing at?
- Totally not laughing.
- ♪ So what's it gonna be?
[Cheering]
♪ What's it gonna be?
♪ Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh ♪
♪ what's it gonna be?
♪ Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh ♪
♪ what's it gonna be?
[Both shouting]
Come on, you can do it!
[Cheers and applause]
- You did it! Yeah!
[All cheering]
You lost!
[Cheers and applause]
- Congratulations. You won.
- You're still mad at me. - No, I'm not.
- Yes, you are. - No, I'm not!
See? I'm totally fine.
- Hey, Buzz! Come cheer for me.
- I don't really feel like it. Sorry.
- Buzz Granger!
You are the most selfish, myopic, infuriating
boy I've ever met!
- I am going through something!
- Do you still have your arms and legs?
Are you in Iraq being chased down by a drone?
You live in a postcard, and there is a cute,
high-achieving girl who's doing her very best to be nice to you!
We only have 24 hours left,
and I'm trying to spend them with you,
because for reasons that I don't fully understand,
I like you!
Like, like like you.
Now... Give me a kiss for luck.
God! Do I have to do everything?
- All right, now for the event
that epitomizes all things American...
It's a hot dog eating contest!
[Cheering] - Boo!
- Introducing your reigning champion, from Ridgefield.
Give it up for olaf "the ogre" pittman.
[Cheers and applause]
And his challenger, from camp little otter...
Grace fife.
[Cheers and applause]
Each contestant has 20 hot dogs.
They will have exactly...
- Grace kissed me, and now she's in the hot dog eating contest.
What about you?
- Oh, marina's mom is going to jail,
and I'll probably never see her again.
But, uh, good job with grace, man.
- Thanks. Bummer about marina.
- All right, let's count them in together.
All: On your marks, get set, eat!
[Cheers and applause]
[Tilly and the wall's heavy mood]
♪
- ah, that's disgusting.
- She's beautiful.
- ♪ I've got the power
♪ 'cause I live like I want, hyuh ♪
- did I miss anything?
- Only the greatest thing our daughter's ever done!
- ♪ Ain't listening to you, I only listen to my heart ♪
- if grace wins this,
little otter will tie with Ridgefield.
We have a chance to win it all.
- We?
What about Ridgefield?
- Come on, grace! - Oh, yeah.
Alaska is not gonna work out.
I don't really want to talk about it.
- Okay. - Come on, grace!
- And little otter has a decisive lead over richfield.
- You really think we have a chance of winning?
- Yeah. - Come on, grace!
- Go, grace! Murder that dog!
- It's too late, they've already been murdered!
- With only five seconds left on the clock,
five, four, three, two, one.
Your winner, grace, from little otter!
[Cheers and applause]
- Yeah!
- [Laughs] Yes!
[Cheers and applause]
- [Whimpers] - It's okay. It's okay.
- We did it! - We did it!
- Whoo!
[Cheers and applause continue] - Yes! Yes!
- Whoo! Yeah, grace!
Suck it, Ridgefield! In your face!
Ooh, sorry.
- You see that?
I didn't have to do anything.
He's my bitch.
- I'm not your bitch, and I'm not afraid of you.
You know what? I'll see you in the eliminator.
How about that? - Oh, no.
What am I gonna do? Oh, wait.
Kick your ass!
- What did I just do?
- And so, ladies and gentlemen, our final event...
The eliminator.
[Cheers and applause]
Representing Ridgefield, it's Ryan fager!
[Cheers and applause] [Booing]
- Boo! Boo!
- And, for little otter, it's...
No. No. No, wait. - It was his idea.
- Roger, he doesn't know what he's doing.
- Mack... - Take him off!
- Let him do this. He'll be fine.
- And representing little otter in the eliminator...
Is Buzz Granger!
- Can someone explain the eliminator to me?
How bad are we talking? - They pick three random events.
- Usually it's athletic stuff, rope climb, shot put, hurdles.
- So it's pretty bad. - Yeah.
- First event of the eliminator is...
Dizzy bat. - Dizzy what?
- One of our most dangerous events.
[Crowd oohs]
- Did he just say, "dizzy bat"?
I'm the best at dizzy bat. - Second event is...
Teacup balance, one of my personal favorites.
Teacup balance. - No way.
I've been doing the teacup balance since I was a kid.
Third event is...
The one-legged hop!
- One-legged hop? My preferred method of standing.
- And in keeping with tradition, our final
event of the eliminator will be
a one-mile sprint through the woods.
Best of luck to both our competitors!
All: Otter! Otter! Otter! - Buzz...
That's three events in your favor.
You could have a huge lead.
- Take your marks! Runners, set!
[Air horn blows]
And they're off!
- Oh! Roger!
- First event is the dizzy bat.
- Go, Buzz! - Go, Buzz!
[Crowd cheering]
- Oh, down goes Ryan.
Next, Buzz has to balance the teacup stack
as he's making his way through
a difficult obstacle course.
- ♪ You've got a smart best friend, she's okay ♪
♪ have you had a smile today? ♪
♪ push the door and take your seats ♪
- whoa! - ♪ I've been seen
♪ playin' for keeps
- Buzz! - And look at Buzz go!
- He's so graceful.
- Come on, Buzz! Come on!
- Run, Buzz!
♪
- back with Ryan... he sure is
in terrible teacup trouble.
- Go, little otter!
- And with no trouble at all, Buzz completes the third event,
and now all that's left between Buzz and little otter victory
is a one-mile run through the woods.
Here comes Ryan.
As Ryan is now coming on strong.
♪
- ♪ ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ♪
[dramatic music]
♪
[both panting]
- I hope your mom gets all excited again!
It was kind of hot.
Maybe I'll hit that when Roger's done.
[Panting]
Unh! Get off me! Get off me!
- Say one more thing about my mom!
- She... she... she has huge boobs!
[Both grunting]
- Buzz should be back by now.
We should go look. - Just... just wait, just wait.
[Distant screaming]
- It's him.
- It's Buzz. - [Screams]
- Go, Buzz! - Go, Buzz!
- [Screams] - Come on, buddy!
You can do it, man! - Come on, Buzz!
- Come on! - Go, Buzz, go!
[Crowd cheering] Come on, Buzz, you got this!
[Cheers and applause]
[Dale earnhardt Jr. Jr.'s morning thought]
- ♪ Stop, break nothing - Buzz, babe, congratulations.
- Way to go! - You're fired, Ryan.
- ♪ Running around the park
♪ if I'd known
♪ I wasn't allowed to take this stop ♪
- congratulations.
- ♪ From the moment that you wake ♪
♪ I'm running around it
- that son of yours sure can stack a teacup.
- Mm, every time I'm about to write you off,
you do something wonderful.
- Well, I can't help it. It's what I do.
So... How about we put Tuscany back on the table?
- ♪ Keep me from cryin'
- whoo! Come on.
- Yeah!
[Cheers and applause]
All: Otter! Otter! Otter! Otter! Otter!
- Otter! Whoo!
- ♪ Across the ocean
- so, last night of camp.
- Nothing's gonna happen, Buzz. - Of course not.
I didn't think anything would happen.
Definitely not of a sexual nature, no way!
- [Laughs] You're so dumb.
Why do I even like you?
- Want to grab some sparklers and make up a dance?
- That's why I like you.
[Overlapping chatter]
- W-w-wait, he puts Tuscany back on the table,
and you throw it in his perfectly symmetrical face?
- Well, I didn't throw anything.
- Why did you say no?
- Oh, my God.
- What changed your mind?
- He's a great guy.
I just wouldn't let myself see it.
- ♪ Only the best will do
♪ only the best will do
- I'm deferring law school.
- What? For how long?
- I don't know.
This summer turned out a lot different than I planned.
Maybe that's the problem. I plan too much.
I want to see the world.
- That's exactly how I felt at the beginning of summer.
Then I blew everything up.
You gonna be mad at me forever?
- I hope not.
- ♪ But we gotta keep going ♪
- hey.
- ♪ Ooh
[fireworks popping]
[Crowd cheering]
- Ohh.
- Hey, there you are. - Oh.
- I thought you were gonna miss the fireworks.
- Cole, I...
- the most amazing thing happened.
Roger came and groveled at my feet.
I mean, he literally told me that he needed me,
in that weird accent.
I'm going to Alaska after all.
For the first time in a long time, I have a real plan.
No more distractions, and none of that would be true
if it weren't for you... So thanks.
[Fireworks popping] - Cole.
I'm so happy for you.
[Crowd cheering]
[All oohing]
[Cheers and applause]
- I'm not gonna say it again.
Get in the car.
- I just want to say good-bye to Mack.
- You're trying to see that boy. Get in the car!
- No, I'm gonna say good... [Slap]
- I got it.
What the hell was that?
[Indistinct chatter]
- Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Here we go.
All: Three, two, one, whoo!
[Camera shutter clicking]
[Laughter and chatter]
- Oh, I'm gonna miss you! [Squealing]
- Three, four, fi...
where's clemmy? - He's in the car.
- Where's your dad? - In the car.
- Later.
- Come on, hop in. - Bye.
- Hey, guys.
[Indistinct farewells]
[Motorcycle snarls away]
- [Gasps]
Ohh... Uhh!
- Thank you. We had a great time.
- Are you my girlfriend? - Buzz, stop over-thinking it.
- Oh, I suddenly have the urge to hurt Buzz.
- Relax, he's the perfect starter boyfriend,
and we're about to separate their genitals
by almost 1,000 Miles.
- [Laughs]
Yes, I'm your girlfriend.
- You sure you want to do this? It's a pretty big deal.
- Absolutely. [Horn honks]
- Dave, stay off the horn!
I'm gonna miss you, honey.
I wish summer was starting now.
- It'll be here before you know it.
[Car engine starts] - Okay.