♪ Oh, my feet touch the ground ♪
♪ Here I am world Did I drop a sound? ♪
♪ Yeah, I have arrived ♪
♪ And me and my girls Want to dip and slide ♪
♪ Swerve, better make way Skur, skur ♪
♪ I've got rules to break ♪
♪ But do not stop, Now it's time to drop ♪
♪ Ooh, honey boom who's smart? High five ♪
♪ If you didn't know Well now you know ♪
♪ Moon Girl and Dev ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm not Dev ♪
♪ Thought you knew ♪
♪ Thought you knew, baby! ♪
♪ Genius, inspiration Now on par ♪
♪ Moon Girl and Dev ♪
♪ Thought you knew ♪
♪ Thought you knew, baby! ♪
Hurry, D--
bad guys are gettin' away!
Sorry! Oh, come on, come on.
They're in there. Go get 'em!
Hmm?
Yeah, yeah, I know but you wouldn'ta come
if I told you it was bath time!
Devil!
Help. Come here.
Listen to Mama!
You're not gonna win!
I hope you know that.
Four quarters, please!
Is-- is that thing safe?
This thing? Oh, yeah! I made it myself.
- No, him. -"Him"?
Pfft! No.
Uh, hello?
I can see you...
You're the one who went swimming in the East River.
Ugh. Prob'ly covered in cadmium, dioxin, fish boogers...
Two words: NA-STY.
Yo, you weren't gonna eat this were ya?
I guess not.
No!
There. Was that so bad?
Ugh!
Four more quarters, please.
So look, the grown-ups are hitting
Roller Jam in Jersey tonight.
But don't you worry.
Saul from the Hasty Mart's
gonna watch the rink and keep you safe,
you beautiful, precious little--
Mom, they'll be fine.
Wait till they get a' load of your old Pops at Roller Jam!
Smooth move, Dad. Let me try.
Whoa-whoa...
I got it-- Whoa.
Whoa, don't got it-- Ah!
All right I'm down here now.
Mimi! Mimi! Mimi!
Is it done yet?
'Bout twenty minutes.
Ugh! But that's like a year!
I wanna eat some nowww!
My special kettle corn recipe takes time, child!
If I juice up the microwave,
we can pump out popcorn in two seconds
instead of twenty minutes!
Ah, all right.
I'll hook it up to my fusion generator
and use high-speed servos to--
Lunella Lafayette.
Why are you always in such a hurry?
Sometimes the most important ingredient
is a pinch of...?
Paprika? Parsley? Oh, no, no. Plutonium!
Patience.
In cooking, and in life.
Hey, Saul!
What's crackin'?
Uh-huh. Fantastic!
No Roller Jam for us!
What?!
Saul's gout flared up again.
He can't cover the rink for us.
Gout. The silent killer.
Mm-hmm. Eh-eh-eh. S'all right.
Always next year.
Lord willing.
We should go anyway.
Let's just close the rink.
It's one night.
May I remind you,
In 42 years, our family has never closed
Roll With It for a skate session.
No matter how many, or how few show up,
we're here to let 'em in.
Mm. Mm.
I'll do it! I'll run the rink!
No way I'm lettin' y'all miss Roller Jam.
It's like your Super Bowl.
- Back up, Lu-- - I got this, Mom.
I'm responsible. I'm smart enough.
Oh, we know. You're so smart it's basically terrifying.
All right, then give me one good reason why I can't do this.
I can think of thirteen.
Number one, you're thirteen!
And two through thirteen: you're thirteen!
Dad, a thirteen-year-old who knows this place inside and out.
Plus, I do the books, and statistically speaking--
Tuesday's slow, yo!
Bet I could get Ahmed from the deli to pop in,
Ah, yes, Ahmed! Love that guy.
This is ridiculous. Help me out here, Mimi!
Actually, I think a nice slow Tuesday running-the-rink
- is exactly what Lunella needs. - Mm-hmm.
You're always saying she could use more formative experiences.
Right, formative experiences!
Oh, look at me, so unformed...
Let's get our Roller Jam on.
Oof!
Let's roll!
Mom, you sure he should be doing stuff like that?
Stuff like that is why I married him, sweetheart.
Bye!
Okay. A nice, slow Tuesday...
Ugh!
Nuh-uh! Who has time for this?!
Let's juice this up!
Hm. Maybe just a liiitle more juice...
Ah! Too much juice!
Ha! Ahhh!
Ahh!
Oh, how am I gonna get this
cleaned up before they get home?!
Okay, okay, five thousand cubic inches o' popcorn
per square foot times ten thousand square feet o' floor means...
Ugh! I'll be sweeping till the sun goes supernova!
There's gotta be a faster way to--
Devil D! Big homie!
Who's hungry?
You got it. Come on!
I knew you could do it!
You better eat that popcorn!
All of it! All of it! Keep going! Keep going!
Eat it! Eat it! Eat the popcorn!
Wait, wait, wait!
No!
Ugh! Mom's turntables!
Okay, okay.
Maybe I can fix this.
I can fix anything.
Yeah, I can't fix this.
Yes, I do think Mom will notice!
We need professional help.
Push it! Come on-- dig it out!
- Go for Casey. - Casey, I'm runnin' the rink,
and there was all this popcorn, and Devil chowed down,
but then my Mom's turntables got busted and--
- Faster, faster! - I'm-runnin'-the-rink-
- and-there-was-all-this-popcorn- - Not you! I'm talkin' to my Dads!
Hang tight, L.L. Cool Girl.
Be there in ten.
Lunella needs me. She's in crisis.
Isn't it wonderful?!
Keep pedaling!
Don't wait up.
Oh. Los quiero mucho, Papis!
Mwah. Mwah.
Keep pedaling!
Mm. Bad news:
your mom's limited-edition
SL-1200 turntables are super rare.
No, not super rare!
- But great news: - Oh!
I located some at a nearby pawn shop--
mint condish!
But, uh, bad news again: they're basically unaffordable.
This is a disaster, Casey.
No, hey. Okay. One girl's disaster
is another girl's opportunity!
Which girl am I?
This is a business, yes? Where you make...
mon-ayyy?
Statistically speaking,
Tuesday's slow... yo.
- Inspirationally speaking. - Whoa!
we'll just have to make it your most successful night ever.
And I know how!
Tonight at "Roll With It":
a very special appearance by Moon Girl
and Devil Dinosaur.
All your fans come. We make bank.
We buy new turntables.
Your parents never know what happened.
And if there's money left over, we buy shoes.
I know.
but how else am I supposed to make a ton o' money?
Give me the green light, and Superhero Skate Night
will be all over social media
faster than you can say Casey María Eva Duarte
Goldberg Calderon!
Did I mention the promo includes
an all-you-can-eat snack bar?
Oh, so now it's a good idea?
It's all about the snacks.
Ugh!
Found you, Moon Girl...
Catering, check--
Transportation, check--
Sound department, check.
Aaaaaand publicity?
Uh, check! But we used up all the glitter.
So, no more glitter.
If ya don't like it, you shouldn't a' smashed the turntables.
Here.
Now smiles, everyone!
Doors open in three... a two... a one...
Let's get this money!
Hey! Welcome! Bienvenidos! Have fun!
Yo, lady!
Ahmed, it's me, Casey!
Hey! Sorry.
Didn't recognize you with all these flashin' lights.
Mister Lafayette wanted me to check on Lunella, but--
the heck is goin' on in here? Where is she?!
Uh...
Whoa whoa whoa.
Is that Moon Girl?!
Aha! That's my girl!
This is actually gonna work!
Literally nothing can stand in our way!
Nothing. Absolutely nothing!
Step up for a smack down, Moon Girl!
Hold it, hermana-- Door charge.
Thank you. Proceed.
I'm takin' a shortcut to fame by takin' you out!
Uh, sorry, you are...?
Olympic hopeful Sophie Slugfoot
took the fast lane to glory
with a quick-twitch muscle compound
that made her a sprinting sensation!
But she was banned for life
and so she turned to crime and became...
Instantanegirl!
Insta-what?
Instantanegirl!
Like "instantaneous?"
It's just kinda hard to say...
Oh, maybe "Speedygirl"!
Yeah, that's much clearer.
- Speedygirl. - Speedygirl.
Speedygirl!
It's Insa-- I mean Instat
Instantanegirl!
- Still like "Speedygirl" better. - Truth.
Moon Girl wins!
Yo. Did you set that up, Case?
Nope. Happy accident. Hashtag, ♪rollwithit.
- But what if more villains show up? - Chill, chica.
- I'm sure that was the only o- - -
I want dinosaur!
Uh...
Little Timmy Grubs grew up a little too fast
after wandering into his father's bio-lab
and getting blasted with growth rays.
Now he stalks the night seeking bottles,
wubbies and toys as the terrible Manbaby!
It's mine!
Mine!
Ahhh!
You okay, Dev?
It all seems so real!
The bad guys are very believable!
Multiple villains?!
- Yeah, this is getting-- - Incredible!
Your own rogues gallery?!
That's Year-Two kinda stuff,
we're way ahead of schedule!
No, I was gonna say getting out of hand.
And bad things always come in threes, which means...
Remember me?
Gravitas. The godfather of gravity.
His get-rich-quick scheme?
Rip the vault right out of the central bank.
But last night...
- Sorry! - The cash got cooked...
and Gravitas swore revenge.
You'd better run... 'cause I just made it
my mission in life is to destroy yours!
Whoa. This just got serious.
You in danger, Moon Girl.
"Moon Girl..." What's the moon have to do
with your whole shtick, anyway?
You worship the moon or something?
"Worship"? I mean,
I like the moon, def in my top five celestial bodies--
You like the moon so much,
how 'bout I send you to the moon?
'Cause when you mess with Gravitas,
Gravitas is gonna mess right b-
Yeah, yeah, yeah--
Whoa!
Devil, wait!
Just wait, folks, Moon Girl's about to
kick some serious boo-tay!
Yo, M.G.! You gotta take this clown down, fast!
How?! You saw what he did to Devil--
You don't wanna play?
You wanna hide like a punk? All right.
Then I'm not just sendin' you to the moon,
I'm sendin' this whole roller rink!
He's floatin' the whole place, Lu!
This'll crater our online reviews!
Yeah, along with my family's rink...
and everyone in it!
Yeah, I'll run the rink...
I'm responsible...
I won't let you down...
Who you talkin' to? Get that guy!
If I rush him, I'll just get gravitated, too!
Oh, I rushed this whole thing.
Just like I rush everything.
Remember your most important ingredient...
Mm, paprika...?
Huh. Mmm.
Oh. Oh, yeah!
Showtime!
♪ My architect know Japanese ♪
♪ Yo' girl, she chalky knees ♪
♪ No hands like soccer teams ♪
♪ and y'all boys Like Socrates ♪
♪ You ain't copping these ♪
♪ Ain't looking like me Nah ♪
♪ Nah, I ain't checking I.D. ♪
♪ But I bounce 'em With no problem ♪
♪ Problem I'm winnin', ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, I'm winnin' ♪
♪ I'm winnin' Yeah, yeah, I'm winnin' ♪
♪ Rich kid, kid kid Paint me as a villain ♪
♪ Don't be mad cause I'm doing Me better than you doing you ♪
♪ Better than you doing you ♪
♪ What you gon' do? ♪
♪ Different color, My passport ♪
♪ Instagram my stack load ♪
♪ Hashtag my day wear ♪
♪ And your girl Drink my day care ♪
♪ And I'm born rich Life ain't fair ♪
♪ Silver spoon ♪
♪ Ain't nobody sicker and my Fisker "vroom, vroom ♪
♪ Ain't nobody-- ♪
Fiskers don't make noise
when they start up. Just so you know.
Whaddaya bobbin' and weavin' for?!
Fight back!
Just wait, you guys!
♪ Furniture custom, you shop at IKEA ♪
♪ So Maserati, You whipping a Kia ♪
♪ Spending this money, it's longer than Nia ♪
♪ Live like a Coppola, me and Sofia ♪
Look at this.
The little genius finally deduced the truth:
You can't escape gravity.
I deduce you're outta juice.
Solid clapback!
You like it?! It just came to me!
I'm so proud.
Ay, I missed the beginning! Can you do it again?!
Ahh!!
Power-- I need power!
Aha!
D! Tail whip!
Ahh!
Oh, no!
Moon Girl saves the day again!
How'd you know how to beat him?
Ah, nah. Simple.
Based on the dimensions of his fusion tank,
I calculated his energy supply
and then employed evasive maneuvers till it was exhausted.
I used a pinch of patience.
Best skate night ever!
Those special effects were dope.
I was legit in fear for my life!
Thanks for coming, folks!
Hope you had fun!
Did we make enough?
Let's go get those turntables!
Yes!
Oh, I missed you!
How are my babies?!
Don't worry, Mama's home now.
Hold up.
You're even more beautiful than I remember!
Ah, the sweet smell o' slow- cooked kettle corn.
What about that idea of yours...
Something about speeding things up?
Actually, Mimi... I think your recipe is perfect.
Well, okay then.
How about our girl?
Running this place all on her own.
Ha! Yeah, it was no big thing, Pops.
Just another slow Tuesday night...
Although, if I'm being real,
I'm in no rush to do it again.
Really? Why not?
What the--?