Michelle, nobody's in the bakery.
Did you forget to turn the sign around on the door again?
No.
I admit business has been a little slow, but that is about to change.
- Hmm. - I figure if I make the bakery
a little more new Orleans-y,
it'll bring in the tourists, so...
Ta-da! - Aagh!
Behold the brown pelican...
Louisiana's state bird.
It practically squawks the big easy.
Where should I put it? - Back under the blanket.
Hey, Louie.
I got free time if you still need help practicing your possession technique.
Ah, that's all right.
I've been practicing with Frankie.
We made it a game.
Yeah, Louie possesses me, and we see how long it takes me to force him out.
Geronimo!
Not gonna happen.
Remember when kids played hide-and-seek?
A customer.
I knew the fountain would work.
Welcome to pie squared.
That little girl is not reacting to my food.
She's just weird.
Get out of me!
Where am I?
Uh-oh.
So would you like to hear today's specials?
♪ If you move into a haunted house ♪
♪ You gotta try to work things out ♪
♪ So, if you're living with a ghost or three ♪
- ♪ You gotta be one big, semi - Scary family ♪
♪ Don't know how we ended up this way ♪
♪ But I guess you could call us ♪
♪ The Haunted Hathaways
♪ the Haunted Hathaways
♪ The Haunted Hathaways
Synced and corrected by Katniss Everdeen www.addic7ed.com
Hey, Tay, want to whittle wood?
I weally, weally wouldn't.
Sorry, I can't.
The gymnastics team is building a float for homecoming.
Sounds fun. Count me in.
- Miles, this is supposed to be a team - Bonding thing.
Inchworms only.
Ah, no worries.
I'll just spend the day with moppy.
Moppy?
I made him for when you're not around.
Isn't that right, moppy?
I am so not talking to you.
We're sort of having a spat.
I let Michelle use him to clean the kitchen floor.
It will take more than a box of chocolates
to get you out of this jam, mister!
I better go talk to him.
Drama queen!
James, what are you doing here?
I'm hungry. My stomach's growling.
That's my body giving me a message.
Ooh, too late.
All our pastries just expired.
Okay, well, off you go.
Hey, is your cousin Miles ever gonna visit again?
He was so cool. - Uh, Miles? No.
He ran away to join the circus.
He cleans the monkey cages.
I always knew that guy was destined for greatness.
Yes, we're all very proud. Bye.
Hey, that was James.
I should go say hi. - Miles, no.
We've been through this.
James has the ability to see ghosts.
Yeah, he also likes woodworking, ninja movies.
If he wore a bow tie, he'd be a triple threat.
But he doesn't know you're a ghost.
And he'll never know.
Remember last time we hung out?
Yeah, you had a karate match
in the living room, and I got kicked in the head.
Best day ever.
Miles, if the people at school found out I live with ghosts,
I'd be labeled the class weirdo.
Fine.
Thank you. I'll see you later.
This is ridiculous.
I deserve better than a stupid mop.
Do you, sir? Do you?
Mom, Louie and I feel bad for breaking your bird fountain,
so we made a video of ourselves apologizing.
Aw, that's sweet.
But that was boring, so we made a rap video instead.
- Oh, that's typical. - Check it out.
- ♪ Wake up in the morning, you just want to play ♪
♪ Mom says, "no, you got school today" ♪
♪ You get on the bus, you look for a seat ♪
♪ The only one's next to a guy with stinky feet ♪
♪ This happens all the time, what can I say? ♪
♪ It's crazy hard, crazy hard ♪
♪ Crazy hard, crazy hard ♪
♪ It's crazy hard being a kid today ♪
That was fantastic, Frankie.
Thank you for including me.
Louie possessed me and did all the rapping,
but the sweet moves were all mine.
We posted it online an hour ago and already have 100,000 hits.
Whoa. You guys have gone viral.
I love the hip-hop name, "mcFouie."
That's M.C. Fouie, Michelle.
We're not part of a happy meal.
Oh, my gosh.
What if you two performed at the bakery this weekend?
M.C. Fouie's debut could be the perfect thing
to bring in a younger, hipper crowd...
Or any crowd.
It was fun performing together.
And we do owe it to our loyal fans who've taken this journey with us.
Great. And if you two need an opening act...
♪ My name's Michelle, I'm a pastry chef ♪
♪ My apple strudel is the most, most def ♪
Out.
- That was awesome. - Totally.
But we should probably start working on the float soon.
Sophie, we got the paint open. Let's pace ourselves.
Want a drink? - Lemonade sounds good.
Taylor, look who I ran into!
A chair?
No.
Miles!
He likes to name the furniture,
which reminds me... bye!
- But what about the lemonade? - Let it go, Sophie.
There's a water fountain at the gas station.
Check out these cool animals we whittled.
Moo.
James, could you excuse us?
Miles, you promised you'd stay away from James.
Relax. We hung out all day, and no one figured out I was a ghost...
Although we did get some weird looks on the tandem bicycle.
This has to end now.
No way. Have you seen his whittling?
The man's an artist.
And he's way more fun than moppy, who, face it, is just a mop.
And you're a monster.
James, guess what.
In two weeks, silent ninja five is coming to a theater near us.
You in?
Two weeks?
Yeah. Is there a problem?
The thing is, I might not be here in two weeks.
My family's moving out of the country...
To new Mexico.
Why didn't you say something earlier?
I was focused on my skinny cow.
Why are you moving?
So you know how my parents own a bowling alley?
Well, the thing is...
It's haunted by ghosts.
Oh, James.
Don't be silly. There's no such thing as ghosts.
I'm telling you, I've seen some freaky stuff.
My parents say it's hurting our business.
You know what the worst thing is?
Having everyone at school tease you and call you the class weirdo.
That's terrible.
See what happens?
- This isn't fair. - No.
- You shouldn't have to move. - Absolutely not.
I want to meet this ghost. I'm going to your bowling alley.
Come again?
Are you sure? Ghosts can be pretty scary.
Not all them. Of some as
and really good listeners. - What?
Off we go.
If we're gonna perform live, M.C. Fouie needs another hit song.
What's the pen and paper for?
Oh, I've been thinking about a bakery-themed rap...
rollin' in dough.
♪ Throwing sugar, throwing flour ♪
♪ Cinnamon...
and let's take these away.
You leave the rhyming to me. I'm just gonna freestyle.
After all, I am the reason we went viral.
You?
I'm the face of M.C. Fouie, not to mention, my moves.
Moves?
Is that what you call this?
I was wondering when Johnny jealous would show up.
My name is Louie, so I presume you're being witty.
I can be witty too.
You stink!
So, ready for opening night?
I've covered the town in flyers, posters, and bought half a bus-bench ad.
Thank you, marketing degree.
The gig's off.
What o you mean?
This was supposed to end my dry spell.
I bought a bus bench! I'm all-in!
Sorry, but I refuse to work with this talentless goofball.
Um, could a talentless goofball do this?
Whatever you just did, I know you messed it up!
No, I didn't.
I meant to do this.
Well, that was the weirdest tandem bike ride ever.
So, James, what sort of stuff goes on here?
'Cause the scariest thing I've seen so far is the cost of those shoe rentals.
I'm just trying to lighten the mood, people.
Oh, man, look at that.
Whoa.
I told you guys.
Aah! He's back!
Let's get out of here.
Uh, Miles, you sure you want to talk to this guy?
He's obviously not friendly.
I have to do this for James.
Yo, sleepy hollow, you and I have a problem.
Dad? - Ray?
Hey, you guys see me roll that strike?
Whoo-hoo! I'm on fire tonight.
Why in the world would you want to haunt a bowling alley?
Because I'm a ghost?
I didn't know this James kid was your friend.
He's my best friend.
Hey!
You're in the penalty box until I see an attitude adjustment.
Plus, dad, James is special.
He doesn't just see floating pins and headless bowlers.
He can see ghosts all the time.
Really? Did he see my shirt?
Not a lot of people can pull off this color.
Dad!
Your haunting is ruining James's family business.
They're shutting down and moving away.
I guess I can haunt somewhere else.
All right, so ray doesn't haunt the alley,
Miles never sees James again, and everyone's happy!
Who's up for froyo?
Uh, not so fast.
For James's parents to stop the move,
they have to know for sure the place is ghost-free.
Hmm, well, what if you came over to the alley
and pretended to ghostbust me out of there in front of James?
That could work.
But then after that, it's over.
I don't want people gossiping about me like they do James.
I just want a normal life.
Don't be so dramatic.
Your life is perfectly normal.
I agree.
Now, how about that froyo?
Whoo-hoo!
Yeah, perfectly normal.
M.C. Fouie! M.C. Fouie!
Yo, yo, yo!
All the people in the house say, "hey!"
Welcome all.
Uh, I know you're jazzed to see M.C. Fouie,
so sit back, relax, maybe order a lemon square.
Yolo, am I right?
Okay, I'll be right back.
Frankie, I've got a bakery full of people demanding M.C. Fouie.
Have you made up with Louie yet?
Sorry, I've been busy giving big gert a face tattoo.
I need to up her street cred.
Oh.
We are discussing that later.
But right now the show must go on.
Why would I ever agree to perform with that egomaniac again?
Because...
Because he feels horrible about what happened.
- He does? - Devastated...
Which is why he sent me to tell you he's sorry
and was completely wrong.
He said that? - Mm-hmm.
Those were his exact words.
And between you and me, it's pretty obvious
that you're the one people came to see.
Hmm.
I'm glad Frankie finally came to her senses and apologized.
She said she just wants to perform with you tonight
and never talk about it again.
She stressed the "never talking about it" part.
It's very important.
Well, if Frankie's big enough to admit
I'm the creative genius, who am I to argue?
- Mm! Yeah, boy - Ee!
M.C. Fouie in da hizz-ouse!
Michelle, don't. Just don't.
Guys, I'm not sure this is a good idea.
This ghost is pretty hard-core.
Yeah, well, so are we.
You're in capable hands, my friend.
Ooh, did I get you?
There he is!
I've never seen him with his head on before.
He's hideous!
Look at that gruesome goatee!
Really? How about if I take this bowling ball and...
okay.
Let's remember to be careful about what we say in front of the ghost.
Stand back, James.
It's time for the pros to take over.
You there!
Aah!
This is my alley, and I will roam these lanes forever
with my incredible haunts and my universally liked goatee!
Silence, ghost!
We don't have time to talk about your facial hair!
I'll stop him with my thing that's labeled "leaf blower" but isn't.
Oh, no!
This steady breeze is weakening my ghost powers!
Yes, it's working!
Okay, you! It's game over!
Aah! Oh, no!
You did it! Thanks, you guys!
I have to tell my parents.
Now that the ghost is gone, we can stay in new Orleans!
How cool was that?
The energy ball.
Nice touch, right? - Yeah.
I got to say, as phony ghostbusters, we're not bad.
Nice work, dad. James doesn't suspect a thing.
I think he does now.
That was all a trick?
James, wait... - I can't believe you, Miles.
I thought you were my friend!
And then you get your dad to pretend to be a ghost for some practical joke?
We whittled together, man.
James... - You know what?
I'm glad we're moving.
With friends like you, why would I want to stay?
M.C. Fouie! M.C. Fouie!
Okay, have fun.
And remember the "no talking" part.
That's really important.
Well, I'm glad we finally see eye to eye on who the real talent is.
Yeah, it's pretty obvious, but, uh, no hard feelings.
Ah, none taken.
Ladies and gentlemen, M.C. Fouie!
Hello, new Orleans!
I've got a special surprise...
a new song I wrote called rollin' in dough!
No, I told you I wasn't doing that lame song.
But you admitted I was the star.
Let me shine, please.
I'd never admit that, you talentless wannabe!
What did I say about no talking?
All-in! Bus bench!
Once again, M.C. Fouie.
That's it.
I'm freestyling, whether you like it or not!
Aah!
I'll show you freestyling.
♪ Now, listen, everybody
♪ M.C. Frankie's my name
♪ Louie's just a poser
♪ nd he' areally, really lame ♪
♪ lame!
Oh!
♪ Lame!
Oh!
Oh, it's on now!
Aah!
♪ My name is Frankie, and I poop in my pants ♪
♪ Now everybody do the Frankie doo-doo dance ♪
Uh... ♪ everybody now
♪ everybody do the Frankie doo-doo dance ♪
Here comes the pain.
Quit it, Louie. Oh, that's it.
Get out of me!
- Wait, w-wait! Don't go yet!
Y-you haven't heard the notorious m.O.M.!
♪ My name's Michelle, and I'm a pastry chef ♪
♪ My apple strudel is the most... ♪
Throwing things is very wack, people.
Hey, buddy. I bought you some wood.
You want to whittle?
Okay.
Look, Miles, I know it stinks, but it's for the best.
You and James being friends was never going to work out.
- Hello, mean people. - James!
You dropped a piece of your fake ghostbusting junk.
I wish I could explain...
But I can't.
- We're really sorry. - Save it, Taylor.
You don't get it. You make friends easily.
I don't.
My whole life people have thought I was weird, and...
Maybe I am.
But I thought Miles was different.
I'll see you later.
James, wait.
There's something you need to know.
I have a secret too.
The truth...
I...
I have 12 toes.
Thanks for sharing.
No, wait.
What I meant to say was...
I live with go... Phers.
Bye, Taylor.
I live with ghosts!
- What did you say? - Uh, nothing!
She didn't say anything. She was just...
- Miles is a ghost. - Gah!
- Hey. - Aah!
Oh, hello. Uh, you didn't see me walk through that wall.
You thought you did, but you didn't.
Aah!
Him too.
James, you have a gift. Not everybody can see us.
You're not weird. You're unique.
This is a lot to take in.
The point is, my dad will never haunt your alley again,
so maybe you can stay?
And also, maybe try and be friends with a ghost?
Heck, yeah, buddy. Up top.
Ow!
Here we go again.
Listen, James, can we trust you not to say anything?
- About your toes? - No.
- About the gophers? - The ghosts.
Don't worry, Taylor. Your secret's safe with me.
Miles, we on for silent ninja five?
Absolutely.
Wow. Thanks, Taylor.
That's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.
Couldn't have you lose your best friend.
- Second - Best friend.
Really? I'm out of the penalty box?
Nice!
You'd think I'd know better by now.
Glad to see you two are back on laughing terms.
Wow, mom. This place is actually crowded.
I guess your bird fountain worked out after all.
I told you it would.
It's historical, it's tasteful, and I filled the sucker with chocolate.
So how'd you glue the head back on?
Glue?
Aah!