Beach Day in the Desert/Transcript

Sad Old Man: Oh! (sighs)

Tom: I can't wait to get on this bus!

Ben: OK guys. It should be here in five... four... three... two...

(horn honking)

Surfer Driver: Fun! All aboard the Beach Bus!

Tom: Awesome, dude!

(all cheering)

Surfer Driver: Destination, beach!

(engine revving)

Ginger: OK, people! It's the last day of summer, so we have to do this beach trip right! I am not getting out of the water until I ride a whale! (laughing)

Ben: I'm excited about the jellyfish bloom at sundown.

Becca: And there is no way I am missing the end-of-summer boardwalk bike race. If anyone else wants to ride, the bus has a few extra beach bikes!

Angela: Oh, that all sounds so fun! But I'm looking forward to a romantic day with just me and Tom.

All: Boo!

Tom: Boo all you want. But me and Angela have been planning a romantic beach getaway all summer. And all we need is a beach towel and...

(all gasps)

Tom: ...an entire cooler filled with homemade ice pops! This day is gonna be (Ginger gasps) unforgetta— Hey.

Ginger: You're giving up summer fun so you can make ga-ga eyes at each other? Blegh! You'll be begging to hang with us—

(all screaming)

(brake screeches)

Becca: Did the bus just break down?

Hank: Uh, uh... Oh, no. Do we have to walk the rest of the way? I'm wearing flip-flops!

Becca: Whoa!

Ben: I don't think we're walking anywhere because we're stranded in the middle of the desert!

All: No!

(cuts to the theme song)