13 Going on 30

Move it, dorkus.

Okay, I think you're next.

I'II take your ticket.

Come right around this way.

Keep your back straight.

Put your books down

on your Iap.

Now, Iook right up at the camera,

okay? Nice smiIe. Here we go.

Let me focus right over here.

Okay. Get you in.

That's good.

Swing around this way

just a IittIe bit, Gina.

-It's Jenna.

-Look over here, Gina.

It's Jenna!

Oh, God.

Oh, no.

I've had enough aIready.

Hey, Jenna.

Matt, pIease. No more pictures.

Come on. It's your 1 3th birthday.

We gotta document it.

-Hi, Tom-Tom.

-Hey, Jenna.

Hi, Beaver.

How's everything at the dam?

-So how'd yours come out, Rink?

-Not so good.

Yeah, mine aren't so hot either.

-Tom-Tom, yours are great!

-Yours are the best.

God, you're so photogenic.

I'II meet you out front.

Do whatever you want. It's not

Iike she needs a pIay-by-pIay.

-Freakazoid.

-See you.

Jenna, couId I taIk to you

a tiny sec?

I toId Chris Grandy me and the

Six Chicks were going to your party.

-And he said he wanted to come with.

-ReaIIy?

Yeah, it's too bad we can't make it,

because we reaIIy wanted to.

-Didn't we, girIs?

-TotaIIy.

-So, so much.

-We're so sorry.

Miss MeasIy's up our butts

with this group project...

...and Chris is gonna heIp us out...

...so I guess he can't come either.

-I couId write your report for you.

-Fabuloso.

You know, I can't beIieve

you invited those cIones.

They're my friends.

Six Chicks are not your friends, okay?

WeII, aImost. And someday

I'm gonna be a Six Chick.

There's six of them. That's the point.

There can't be a seventh Six Chick.

It's just mathematicaIIy impossibIe.

You're cooIer than they are.

They're unoriginaI.

I don't wanna be originaI, Matty,

I wanna be cooI.

-Want some RazzIes?

-RazzIes are for kids.

ExactIy.

-Arrivederci.

-Au revoir.

-Hey, sweetie.

-Happy birthday!

TeII us about your new

Iife as a teenager.

What did you do?

Are you wearing a bra?

-Go away!

-Oh, honey, what's wrong?

Wayne. SeIf-image.

-Jenna, it's going to be aII right.

-It is not, Mom! Look at me!

-This is not okay. This is fataI.

-It's not fataI, honey. It's reaIistic.

I hate my Iife.

You don't Iook Iike girIs

in Poise magazine...

...but you're beautifuI

in your own way.

I don't wanna be beautifuI

in my own way.

I wanna Iook Iike these peopIe.

Oh, those aren't peopIe, honey.

Those are modeIs.

''Thirty, fIirty and thriving. Why the

I wanna be 30.

WeII, you wiII be, honey.

But right now you're my

beautifuI 1 3-year-oId.

-Happy birthday!

-Oh, my God.

This is just part one of your present.

I got something eIse to give you Iater.

What is it?

You know how you aIways

wanted a Barbie Dream House?

WeII, I decided to make you

your own Jenna Dream House.

-You made aII this? Oh, Matty.

-Yeah.

See, that's you in your bubbIe bath,

reading your favorite magazine.

And there's your bedroom,

with a massive stereo...

...and every record ever made.

The good ones.

And there's that bum Rick SpringfieId

Ioafing on the couch.

And there I am, to make sure the

creep keeps his hands to himseIf.

Oh, aImost forgot. Wishing dust.

It says, ''This wishing dust knows

what's in your heart of hearts.

It'II make aII your dreams

come true.''

They're here.

What do we do?

Oh, my God. Matt, I'm just

gonna put this away, okay?

So there's room to dance.

Put some music on.

Dad, you promised you were

gonna stay upstairs. Go!

Hi, guys. The party's downstairs.

Fabuloso.

-What is this?

-I'm not sure. It's Matt's.

Sorry, Beave-head. Majority ruIes.

Narrow, man.

Narrow, hopeIess peopIe.

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