- I still can't believe it.
Mom is really going into space.
Space! Space!
- Wait, where is she going?
- MISSION CONTROL: T minus 25 seconds.
You are go for launch.
24...23...22...21...
- This is taking forever. I hope the guy flying this thing
is better at his job than the guy counting down this thing.
- The chances of a launch mishap are statistically less
than the chance of a mass earthquake hitting our house
and the ground swallowing us. - Which is impossible, right?
- No, not impossible by any means.
- Do you feel something? A rumbling?
- MISSION CONTROL: six...five...four...
three...two..one...
and liftoff!
- Yeah! - When do we get to talk to her?
- As soon as her ship docks with the space station
and she gets settled. I better check our cell plan.
I hope your mom signed up for intergalactic roaming.
It was a joke!
That would've killed with the astronaut crowd.
- ♪
- How is this even possible?
- [chuckles]
- Cute.
No, no, no.
Don't put this back. It rings on the wood.
- Oh, hey, if you're going out, can you grab some milk?
- Oh, yes, of course, milk.
Is there anything else I can do for you?
- I need a new charging cable. - And an AC adapter.
- Cables and adapters for both of us.
- Can't you just share? - Uh uh, we're not compatible.
We have different generation ports.
- What did I ever do to deserve this?
- Really, Dad?
- Never mind, I'll get the cables and the adapters.
- Milk? - Fine.
You know, I cannot wait until
you all have to go to school tomorrow.
- Ugh, me too. It'll be nice to spread out.
This place is feeling a bit cramped.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm not sure what they had you doing at WARPA.
But if you're living under this roof, you are going to school.
So, uh, girl android, pack your backpack.
Tomorrow is your first day of school.
- ♪
- Thank you for coming to this official family meeting.
As leader of this household, it is my job to do...
everything your mother told me to do.
The following is a list of directives and rules
issued by Mom that we need to comply with in her absence.
- And what's that one? - Oh, this?
About the first list? - There are two lists?
- Actually, there are over 20 lists.
Your mother was very thorough.
- I don't understand why all these lists are necessary.
Aren't these the same rules we've always followed?
- I don't know what list the previous rules--
the beauty about the list is I don't have to think for myself.
If the list says do it, we'll do it.
If the list says don't do it,
I'll forbid it with an iron list.
I--I mean, fist.
Good meeting. Everybody got it?
- Let's hear what's so urgent about this find you made.
- So we were scanning the SCIF.
- That stands for Sensitive Compartmented
Information Facility.
- I know what SCIF is. I practically built it.
- The SCIF has been compromised.
In the course of their escape, Frankie and crew copied a file--
a very important file. - It's of little concern.
Our file encryption is impenetrable.
Frankie will never get in.
- Well, what if she finds a way? She's surprised us before.
- She'll learn everything.
- I know what we're dealing with,
and I know exactly how we're going to deal with it.
Frankie will be under our control
long before she figures out how to crack that file.
- And how can you be so sure, Boss?
- Because we're going to go after her biggest weakness
and make him one of us.
- ♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪
♪ Never felt so alive ♪
♪ Felt so alive ♪
♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪
♪ Re-e-eal ♪
♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪
- So, this is high school.
- Yup. I'll give you the rundown.
Uh, those are lockers. You put stuff in them.
- [bell rings] - That's the bell.
It rings when you have to go to class.
- And you've probably never seen these before, either,
but these are called floors and those things are called walls.
- Ha ha.
- Well, that's it for me.
I've got math...or English or something.
I don't know.
Enjoy, Simone. Just kidding.
It's school. You won't.
- He's kidding.
- Dayton, just the girl I was looking for.
- You were? I'm the girl?
- Listen, my mind's been exploding
with all these awesome ideas for the set.
Oh, hey, I'm Zane, Dayton's producing partner.
- Oh, hey, I'm Simone.
Those are lockers. You put stuff in them.
- Quirky. I like that.
So, here's what I'm thinking for Dr. Frankenstein's lab set.
I want it to scream "Chaos of a mad scientist."
So we have to get one of those things you see in the movies
that create the huge sparks of electricity,
and a bunch of jars filled with weird animal specimens, like,
hundreds of them, and a table to strap the monster onto.
It needs to feel...ginormous.
So I'm thinking we get a realistic backdrop
to convey a sense of space. What do you think?
- I love it! Let's do it all.
- That is going to be amazing. - Just like you--I mean, true!
- [nervous chuckling]
- Dayton Reyes, where do you intend to get all these things?
- What do you mean?
- As the producer, you're responsible
for all the managerial functions of the play,
including acquiring costumes, props, and building sets.
- But I don't know anything about sets,
and props, and stuff.
I'm not a real producer, remember?
- [bell rings] - Hey, that's the bell.
It rings when you have to go to class.
- Wait, um, listen carefully.
When you're in class, don't act like Andrew.
Be a good student, like Frankie.
- Okay.
- The first three articles of the Constitution deal with the--
- Separation of powers. - Yes, that's right.
- Articles 4, 5, and 6 introduce the concept of Federalism,
describing the rights and responsibilities
of the state government
in relation to the federal government.
- That's also right... uh, Simone.
Class, Simone is a new student here at Sepulveda,
so I'd like to give her a nice welcome to our classroom.
Oh, and now she's apparently trying to write
the entire US Constitution on the board.
Okay, uh, it's very impressive, but I didn't ask you to do that.
So, uh, you can sit down now. - Okay.
- Oh, please, make yourself at home.
- ♪
- Thanks, Ms. Lee!
I'll have these right back after the play.
Well, unless our monster decides to smash them.
No, that was a joke.
- MR. MITHLER: Who do you think you are, young lady?
- SIMONE: I am Simone.
- MR. MITHLER: Are you being smart?
- If having a state-of-the-art 36-core CPU double C processor
running at the base speed of 16 gigahertz is smart, then yes.
- Mr. Mithler, I think I can explain.
- What does this have to do with you, Miss Reyes?
- Good question! Good...good question.
- Get to class, Miss Reyes, right now.
And as for you,
I think it's time we pay a little visit to Ms. Hough.
- Is she the head engineer? Is she gonna reprogram me?
Because I'll be honest, I am not into that.
- Hello, Dayton Reyes. - Shh!
Mr. Mithler is taking her to see Ms. Hough.
She almost told him she's an android.
- ♪
- Hey, Dad. - What are you doing home?
Wait, don't tell me.
Jenny-- half day today. You got a half day.
- Wow, you're really mastering Mom's lists.
- I'm almost done with all the chores on page 1 of 75.
- [starts vacuum]
- Uh, I think you missed a spot.
- [turns off vacuum]
- The list says "vacuum the floor."
It doesn't say "vacuum the rug."
I know your mom like a book.
If she didn't say vacuum the rug,
she must've had a very good reason.
I learned a long time ago it is a big mistake
not to follow your mom's instructions to the T.
- Dad, can I have a snack in my room?
I have to do some stuff on my laptop.
- Let me check.
Here it is, rule number 67--
"Jenny is not to have snacks in her room
and do stuff on her laptop."
Sorry, kiddo. The list has spoken.
- Okay.
But can I have a snack in my room and use my tablet?
- Let me check.
Doesn't say anything about tablets, so tablet away!
- ♪
- Out of everyone in Frankie's inner circle,
we know the least about the Reyes boy.
But he's the key to getting her.
We need to redirect Gilroy to spy on him.
- I don't know.
She hasn't given us much useful information.
- Then we need to triple the surveillance protocol.
I want check-ins on Gilroy three times an hour.
- But that kind of usage could overload Tammy.
- I'm sorry...Tammy?
Are you friends?
- It could lead to permanent damage.
- That's not my problem.
- I can't hear anything. - Let me try.
- You told Mr. Mithler you have a 16-core processor?
- No, 36 core.
That's more than double the core.
- Look, I am hip to all the slang, but core is a new one.
I'm just going to assume it was disrespectful.
- I recognize you don't believe me either,
but it's easy to prove,
if you'd care to examine the base of my neck.
- [gasps]
- What is it? What is she doing?
- She's about to reveal her port to Ms. Hough.
- Stop!
- And smell the flowers!
[sniffs]
It's an important lesson for all of us to live by,
don't you think? - Miss Reyes, Miss Gaines,
you just barge into my office for what?
To kill my flowers? - No, Ms. Hough.
I can assure you hibiscus homicide was not our intention.
- We were just looking for Simone.
And we found her!
She's been acting, uh, you know...
[whispers] a little crazy.
- I would never say that about a student.
- It's, um...it's her medication for acne.
It can cause confusion. - I do not take medication--
- We're so sorry about that. So, so, so sorry.
- Well, hey, come back here! I want my hibiscus back!
- Is there a problem? - Not yet.
But if you keep going around
telling everyone you're an android,
we're all gonna have big problems--WARPA problems.
Frankie, I'm gonna need your brainpower for this one.
- I'd be happy to give you my brain...
or, more accurately, my processor.
But if I were to remove it,
I would no longer be able to function.
- I mean your expertise. You are the perfect person
to teach Simone how to act during school.
- I'd be happy to, Dayton Reyes. - You are a lifesaver.
I'd love to stay and help,
but a set is not going to build itself.
- Since the day's almost over,
we can start our first lesson tomorrow.
Right now, my BFF is in desperate need of my assistance.
You look like you need an extra set of hands.
- Frankie? Do I ever!
[chuckles]
- ♪
♪
- Frankie, look what I built!
Whoa, now that's amazing!
- Just do not touch me, Dayton Reyes.
- [crackling] - [gasps]
Ah, that's enough awesomeness for one day.
I should get home.
- I would go with you, but I have some schoolwork to do.
- Alrighty, see you tomorrow.
And Frankie? Thanks.
- ♪
♪
- [beeping]
- ♪
- Welcome to the dos and do-nots
of human high school life.
- Is that a do? - That is a selfie.
Displays of superhuman intelligence, strength,
and other android powers are giant do-nots.
- Yeah, but they can be pretty fun.
- [thud]
- Andrew LaPierre, I'm trying to keep Simone safe.
Another thing-- and this is very important--
you must never show humans your circuitry.
- Unless you really wanna freak 'em out.
- We do not want to freak anyone out.
- Unless we do.
- If you need to recharge, only do it when you're alone.
The only acceptable people to charge in front of
are Cole Reyes, Dayton Reyes, me, and Andrew LaPierre.
- ♪
- Oh, look, it's Dayton...Reyes.
- Excellent use of first and last name.
- Actually, that's one of the things that you do that isn't,
uh...never mind.
Uh, Frankie?
- What's up, peeps?
- Where's Cole at, yo? - Where's Cole at, yo?
- We haven't seen Cole. Did you need something?
- Nah, it's all goodie. Catch you on the flip.
- Is that a do or do-not of human behavior?
- A definite do-not.
- Why was that girl creeping on us?
- Yeah, why is she talking that way?
- Oh, well, she has a WARPA chip in the back of her...
Oh, no, the chip!
Tammy isn't the one creeping on us.
- WARPA is! - Later.
- Why do you think Tammy Gilroy was asking about Cole Reyes?
- Tammy's always had a thing for Cole.
It's nothing to worry about. - I fear it might be.
If Tammy Gilroy's being controlled by WARPA
and is asking about Cole Reyes, then...
- WARPA's interested in Cole?
Why? - I don't know.
Nevertheless, I think it's time we take that chip
out of Tammy Gilroy.
- I'm with you, Frankie. But the question is, how?
- ♪
- There are thousands of links on electromagnetic chips.
- Let me try.
Done.
I've populated the most relevant sites of chip removal.
- Okay.
"A new generation of chips can transmit and receive impulses
"to and from various parts of the brain
"that control speech, hearing, and vision.
But they're just that-- transmitter receivers."
So removal won't hurt Tammy.
- That is a positive development,
though we are still no closer
to finding a way to remove the chip.
Would it be possible to just tell her?
- No, she'd ask too many questions.
And she's suspicious enough as it is.
We need to get close enough to yank it out of her,
but without her knowing we yanked it out of her.
- That seems very difficult.
- No, it's just like pulling out a singular piece of hair.
If you're precise and quick, it's...painless.
- ♪
- Oh, Tammy!
You can cut in front of me, if you want.
- What's the catch? - You look super thirsty.
Plus, you're showing all the classic signs of dehydration--
dry skin, sunken eyes.
- Well, if these slackers would put in some effort,
I wouldn't have to do all the work in kickball.
- Irritability.
- ♪
- Thanks.
- We'll figure out a way to get that chip.
- Let's go already!
- Okay, let's regroup in a few hours.
I gotta go finish that set. - Oh, no need.
- ♪
And open!
- [gasps]
No way! Frankie!
I--I'm stunned.
I--oh, I don't know what to say!
Look at that!
I can't believe you built all of this.
- You do not have to say anything, Dayton Reyes.
You were always there to help me.
And as your BFFL, I will always be there for you.
- ♪
- Frankie.
- We need to find a place for Andrew and Simone to live.
- Oh, oh, I get it. You wanna kick them out.
Can I tell Andrew, please?
- We're not kicking them out, just relocating them.
Having them here is driving Dad crazy.
- They could stay at my house.
- No, no, that's-- that's not an option.
So why can't Andrew just go home?
- Andrew LaPierre thinks Dr. James Peters
double-crossed him at the Rhombus.
We need to make him see that's not true.
- I'll bet Dr. Peters can convince him.
Well, if Andrew will talk to him.
- What? No way!
I'm not talking to that backstabber.
- He says he's not talking to that backstabber.
- No, he's got it all wrong.
- Dr. Peters says that you have it all wrong.
He tried to save you in the Rhombus.
He would never double-cross you. He loves you.
- Yeah, he didn't say that. - He says he didn't say that.
- I didn't say that. - Fine, I added that last part.
- Just give me the phone.
Just admit it, you sold me out. - I swear I didn't.
Andrew, come home and let me show you
how important you are to me.
You could play all the video games you want and no bedtime.
- I get your room.
- What? Are you nuts?
- Buh bye. - DR. PETERS: No--fine!
You can have the room.
- Simone's moving in, too. - Who's Simone?
- She's an android...and a friend.
- Any friend of yours is a friend of mine.
[chuckles] Of course she can come.
- ANDREW: Fine, we'll be there in half an hour.
Oh, and make sure all the pillows are fluffed.
I hate a lumpy pillow.
- Well, who likes a--hello? Hello?
- What, hm?
What could you possibly need now?
No, no, hang on. Let me find a pencil.
- Oh, no, Simone and I are moving out.
- [grunts] Oh, thank goodness.
[laughs gleefully]
- ♪
- [beeping]
- Mom! - Sig!
- Oh, I'm so happy to see those faces.
- How does it feel to be weightless?
- Did you throw up from the launch?
- How is your avionics system powered?
Also, did you throw up from the launch?
- I only have a few moments to talk before the signal goes out,
but I wanted to check in.
Will, how's the house? Was the list helpful?
- Oh, the best.
Don't know what I'd do without it.
- [doorbell rings]
- There's dinner.
- Takeout for dinner? Will, I really wish you'd cook.
It's healthier.
- I'll cook tomorrow. But tonight, we do The Pie Guy.
- The dessert place?
- What? There's fruit! Key lime, peach cobbler, apple?
- JENNY: Mom, we're just following your list.
You didn't put "no takeout" on there.
- Will, what else have you guys been doing that's--
[speech distorted]
- JENNY: Aww.
- Hmm, wonder what she was gonna say.
- It's impossible to know. Shall we?
- Yeah! Ah.
- [knocking]
- My boy. [laughs]
Come in, come in, come in.
- ANDREW: Yeah. - Hello.
- This place has been like a morgue without you.
- Sure. - Oh!
Look at what I got!
- Oh, sick, are these mine? - Yes!
But only between the hours of 3:00 and 7:00 PM.
I just want you both to be comfortable.
Simone, the guestroom is yours.
Anything you need, anything at all, just ask.
- It's better than our WARPA cell.
- SIMONE: True.
Do you think they'll find us here?
- Ah, no, don't worry.
I'm sure Dr. Peters has security protocols.
- ♪
- This place is not safe! He is a state-of-the-art machine
and I have to protect what's mine.
Oh...James Peters, you are a genius.
With Sigourney in orbit,
now is the time to share Andrew with the world.
I'm going to make him so famous
that WARPA won't be able to touch him
for their nefarious plans,
because our lives are about to change...forever.
[chuckles gleefully]