Dance Camp

Now arms out and up.

Out and up.

Good, Blanch!

And up.

Out and up.

Out and up.

And out and up.

And out.

You got it, Estelle!

The wop-wop,

wop-wop.

Wop-wop, wop-wop.

Now shimmy, whoo!

Shimmy!

Shimmy, shimmy.

And bring it home!

Go forth, and get on

with your bad self.

My God.

I'm so late.

Hunter, Hunter,

I need you

to clean up this mess.

Okay, make sure you

put the towels in the wash.

Yes, yes,

got it, got it.

-All right, keys.

-Keys, thank you.

Now, are you gonna

stay in here all night,

or are you gonna go meet

my new dad?

You're really excited

about me going out

on this date, aren't you?

Very, very excited.

I want you to have fun.

No drinking and driving.

Text me

when you get there.

Okay?

Yes.

And remember,

don't use Windex...

On the bar, got it.

Okay.

Okay.

Hey, hey, hey,

no spilling.

Watch what

you're doing, man.

Yo, I thought you said

only a few people, man.

What's going on?

Yo, what are you

talking about, man?

This is a few people.

No, it's not, man.

Okay, look,

I mentioned it to Mia,

and she told Mya.

And by the way,

Mya got a thing for you, bro.

I'm just saying.

She totally does.

She talks about you

all the time.

It's actually

kind of annoying.

It's annoying.

You know what, man, look.

You throwing

this party right here?

This is huge, a'right?

Yeah.

Kicking off

the summer right.

It's gonna be

the best three months.

Hey, Hunter.

This party's rad.

Okay. Go, Mya!

Are you allowed

to have parties here?

Come on, dance.

I don't really dance.

Dancing's not my thing.

All right, we're

just gonna...

-What's up, a**hole?

-Hey, man, you got a problem?

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, man, what's going on?

Fight, fight, fight, fight,

fight, fight, fight...

No.

No!

Stop!

So, which one of you

threw the party?

I did.

So sorry I'm late.

I had to bust it

over to BB's

before the breakfast ended.

Let's get to adjudicating.

Smooth.

All right,

what's happening here?

Disturbing the peace,

destruction

of private property,

underage drinking.

What do you got to say

for yourself, son?

Well, your honor, I...

I didn't do

most of those things.

My friends did.

But I took one drink,

which I'm incredibly sorry for.

Coolio.

And well said.

You seem like a good kid.

Nice suit.

Good job, Mom.

That's why I'm only

gonna give you 100 hours.

What?

Sir, 100 hours of jail time

seems a bit steep.

100 hours...

of community service.

Mom, I want you to decide

where he serves those hours.

You know that old

choreographer of mine?

He runs a camp up north.

No, no.

You can't make me do that.

She can't make me do that,

right?

Great.

I'm good.

That happened real fast.

I'm fine, and I'm okay.

Please don't

make me do this.

Doing your hours

at the rec center

is not gonna keep you away

from those boys.

-They're not that bad.

-They're not that good either.

This is...

This is gonna be so horrible.

Mom, Ivan's that guy

who threw a shoe at me, right?

He's eccentric.

You know, it's actually a

compliment where he comes from.

I was 6, okay?

That was very scarring

for me, all right?

You're leaving me in the hands

of a known child abuser.

Would you stop?

Mini James Brown!

Ivan.

Me, me.

Wa-wa...

Okay, all right.

It's gross.

It's very... stop.

Mini James.

Why do you keep calling me

Mini James?

-You don't remember?

-What?

-He doesn't remember?

-No.

You will remember.

You will remember.

All right, well,

here's my time sheet.

You just have to sign off

my community service hours,

and I get to go back

to Planet Earth.

Hunter.

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