Who is Becca?/Transcript

(Scene shows the music video of the song Little Miss Perfect.)

Becca (on video): (sings)

♫ Little Miss Perfect in her golden gown ♫

''♫ She may be rich, but she's really a clown! ''♫

♫ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, Little Miss Perfect ♫

(The music video continues playing on Hank's phone. Hank, Tom, and Ben dance outside the diner.)

Angela: Hey, guys. What are you listening to?

Hank: What?! You haven't heard Little Miss Perfect by Becca Sparkles? Where have you been, lady? Oh, this is the hottest song right now.

Tom: I mean, compared to your songs, it's just okay.

(Angela looks at Tom's legs, which are dancing to the song.)

Becca (on video): ''♫ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, Little Miss Perfect... ♫''

Tom: Ah! Oh, wait, listen to this part. I love this part!

(Becca is seen dressed like Angela and riding a scooter.)

Becca (on video): (continues singing)

''♫ La-la-la-little Miss Perfect is such a snob. ''♫

♫ ''Being smug is her full-time job! ♫''

Angela: Whoa! She doesn't hold back. I like it!

Becca (on video): (continues)

♫ Little Miss Perfect thinks she's so cool, ♫

''♫ But it's time to learn she doesn't rule! ''♫

(In the music video, Becca rides her scooter over a mud puddle. Mud flies onto a poster depicting Angela.)

Becca (on video): ''♫ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, Little Miss Perfect! ''♫

Angela: (gasps) Wait a minute. This isn't just some cool new popular song. This is a diss track! And it's about me!

Ben: (dancing) Angela, it's irresponsible to jump to diss-related conclusions. You'd need solid evidence to prove that.

Angela: Um, she's dressed like me and riding my scooter! Look at this evidence!

(Angela shows Ben the phone.)

Hank: I don't see it. (continues dancing)

Becca (on video): (continues)

♫ Little Miss Perfect is no fun, ♫

(Becca rides her scooter through a picture of Angela.)

''♫ But Little Miss Perfect's time is done! ''♫

Hank: Never mind. I do see it. You've been dissed!

(Angela gasps.)

(Theme song plays)

(Scene cuts to inside the diner. Angela angrily slams her phone onto the table.)

Becca (on video): ♫ La, la, la, la, la, Little Miss Perfect- ♫'

Angela: (groans) I can't believe some bratty singer wrote a diss track about me.

Ben: Diss tracks are a musical tradition dating back centuries.

(A painted scene is shown depicting composer Johann Sebastian Bach playing the piano.)

Ben: Bach's Sonata in G Minor was a diss against his lute player, Ed.

(Ed walks by in the background, being followed by three women.)

(Bach angrily growls and slams his head into the piano.)

Tom: Well, tradition or not, Angela, you need to fight back.

Hank: Ah, but are you really the fighting-back type?

(Hank shows Angela a video on his phone. On video, Angela is being booed at a concert.)

Fan (on video): Boo! Tonight's show stunk!

Angela (on video): (holds up rose) This flower might change your mind!

(The video ends.)

Angela: You're right, Hank. I should take the high road and let this one slide.

(The diner's TV turns on. Veronica Savage appears on TV.)

Veronica Savage: Veronica Savage here with news of the growing feud between Angela and Becca Sparkles- the biggest music rivalry since Bach versus his lute player, Ed. I just heard that in her next concert, Becca will be selling these T-shirts!

(A T-shirt with a graphic design is shown onscreen.)

Veronica Savage: That's a drawing of Angela waking all over her fans and not giving a hoot. Since Angela has yet to respond, we can only assume that Becca has a point.

(The TV turns off.)

Angela: (growls) Forget the high road! Becca Sparkles, get ready to be dissed!

(Scene cuts to the garage. Tom sets up a deejay mixer, and Angela is near a set of microphones.)

Angela: I got something that'll really put Becca in her place. Try not to get singed by this burn!

(Tom presses a button and slides a slider. Music starts playing.)

Angela: (starts singing)

Becca, there's no need to be mean,

I recommend a yoga routine!

(Tom appears uncomfortable.)

Tom: Well, uh, it rhymes. That's a start... when you do music, right?

(Angela crumples up a sheet of paper.)

Angela: (grunts) This is hard. I'm not used to writing mean songs!

Tom: Here, let me help you get in the right frame of mind.

(Tom makes a drawing of Becca and holds it up.)

Tom: (imitates Becca) Aw, I'm Becca, and I think you're a snobby jerk with a jerky snob-face!

Angela: (shoves drawing) Oh, yeah?! Well, take this, Becca!

(Tom presses the button again and turns up the slider. The music starts up again!)

Angela: (starts singing)

Judging other people is just not cool,

(Tom is disappointed.)

 'Cause when you jump to conclusions...

(Tom groans.)

You look like a fool!

Angela: What do you think?!

Tom: I think we're gonna need some extra help.

(Scene cuts to Ginger on the couch.)

Ginger: Good thing comin' to me. I'm sort of a feud-master. Fortunately, I got a lot of dirt on Becca. (shows phone) Check it!

(The photo on the phone screen depicts Becca being scared of a ladybug.)

Tom: (scrolls through images) She's afraid of bugs, she once stole a balloon, and she tried to be an artist, but- ooh, it did not go so well.

Angela: Yes, Ginger! This is exactly what I need! (picks up pen) Let me try something...

(Angela puts on her headphones and turns on her microphone. Tom turns up the slider. Music plays.)

Angela: (sings)

I was minding my business when I heard her song,

And all the things about me that she got wrong!

(Tom is surprised.)

''She started this. I would let it go,''

but there's things about Becca that the world should know!

(chorus)

Game on, glitter girl, you make people snore!

Sweep up all your sparkles and walk out the door!

Ginger: Boys and girls, we have a diss!

(Ginger starts up a computer.)

(Angela films the music video at a greenscreen.)

Angela: (continues)

Game on, glitter girl, you hit first! (echoes)

(Pictures are taken of Angela. The video goes online.)

Game on, glitter girl (echoes)

(Scene cuts to the diner. She is admired by fans and served an ice cream.)

Game on, glitter girl, you think you're so great,

But everything about you is second-rate!

Tom: Hey, Angela, we saved you a seat! Thought you might be a little tired from all of that standing up for yourself. (winks)

Angela: Oh, thanks! I like this new strong me, and I guess, so does everyone else, because... (shows phone) I was just nominated for the "Best Take-No-Prisoners Song of the Year!"

Tom: Whoa!

Angela: I also got a platinum necklace to wear when I perform at the Singie Awards tonight!

(The necklace contains a pendant of a lightning bolt.)

Hank: Angry Angela's a hit!

(Veronica Savage appears on TV.)

Veronica Savage (on TV): Angela has struck back with the song Game on, Glitter Girl. It's a hit, and it hits hard!

Angela: Yeah, you bet it does! Take that, Becca!

Veronica Savage: Tragically, Becca quit music and went back to her old job at a frozen canned-fruit stand.

Angela: Wait... what?!

(A video is shown on TV of Becca at her fruit stand.)

Filmer: (approaches Becca) Hey, I heard you're a big music produce-r. (laughs)

Veronica Savage: Pathetic! Good job, Angela! You ruined a young girls' life! I'm crowning you, Queen of Music-Mean!

(The broadcast ends.)

Angela: Oh, no, what did I do?

(Scene cuts to Becca's fruit stand. A man throws fruit at Becca. The hipster is seen filming Becca being jeered.)

Man: (laughs) Got any bananas today? (laughs)

Angela: Get lost or I'll write a diss track about you!

(The men leave.)

Becca: Ugh, it's Little Miss Perfect. What are you doing? Looking for your tiara?

Angela: No, I want to apologize.

Becca: Whatever.

Angela: I was only defending myself with my new hit song!

Becca: Save the fake apology, princess.

Angela: Not trying to make you freak out and quit music!

Becca: The damage is done.

(A man calls from the other side of the street.)

Man: (to Becca) Hey, your music and your fruit both stink! (laughs)

(The man throws a bunch of grapes at Becca.)

Angela: Okay, what if the damage isn't done? We can show people that even if we have our diss songs, we still get along in person! All we need is... a picture of us hugging! (gets near Becca and holds up phone)

Becca: I'm not doing that.

Angela: (holds Becca) Oh, come on!

Becca: Stop it!

Angela: It'll be great!

Becca: Get away from me!

Angela: Trust me, this'll fix everything!

Becca: Hey!

(Angela and Becca start struggling. Becca's necklace, which has a pendant of a cloud, gets tangled with Angela's necklace.)

(Angela tries to pull herself away from Becca, but slips on a peach and falls with Becca. Becca laughs.)

Angela: Yeah, I guess we both look pretty silly now, huh?

Becca: It's not that. I'm laughing about how you won't be able to perform at the Singies if you're stuck to me. This is so bad for you!

Angela: Ugh, my friends will be able to separate us! (stands up) Let's go, glitter girl!

(Angela drags Becca away, though they struggle.)

(Scene cuts to the garage. Angela enters, and Becca struggles to breathe.)

Ben: (gasps) Oh, no! Angela's kidnapped Becca!

(Hank covers Ginger's eyes.)

Becca: Did you?! Is that what this is?!

Angela: No! We're just stuck together, and you guys have to help us!

(Ben makes a drawing of the necklaces on the chalkboard.)

Ben: Well, it's simply a matter of knowing necklace-knot architecture to see where... uh, oh. My art skills might not be up for this challenge.

(Tom uses a magnifying glass to refract a sunbeam, hoping to burn through the necklace.)

Tom: If you stand in this sunbeam, maybe the heat can melt the necklace! (holds watch) I mean, it should only take a very, very long time.

(Ginger swings from the ceiling on a rope and kicks both Angela and Becca onto the floor.)

Ginger: (laughs) I kinda knew that wouldn't work, but it sure was fun!

(Angela and Becca try to pry the necklaces apart with a crowbar. The crowbar ends up flying into the air and falling onto the floor.)

Angela: This is a disaster! And none of it would have happened if it wasn't for those stupid diss tracks!

Tom: You know, that's something I still don't get. Why did you diss Angela?

Becca: Because she dissed me first!

(Hank and Tom gasp.)

Angela: What?!

Becca: It was after one of her concerts.

(Scene shows a flashback. Angela is leaving a concert.)

Becca: (runs towards Angela) Angela! Can I get your autograph?

(Angela does not hear Becca and leaves on her scooter. She tracks dirt on Becca's face.)

(The flashback ends.)

Angela: That wasn't me, you liar!

Becca: I have the dirt stains to prove it!

Hank: It's a real "she-said-she-said" situation! (scoffs) Too bad there isn't a video archive of all your concerts to see what really happened!

Tom: Hank, yes, there is- the fan site that you were looking at!

(Tom goes on the computer and starts typing.)

Tom: Here it is. It's right here. (shows video) The concert where a fan broke his leg crowd surfing.

(The video is played of Angela leaving the concert. Angela escorts a fan onto her scooter.)

Angela: Don't worry, fan! I'm gonna get you to a hospital!

(Becca appears.)

Becca: Angela, can I get your autograph?

Angela: I have to save this fan! (rides away)

(The scooter tracks mud onto Becca's face.)

(The video ends.)

Becca: Hold up, you weren't ignoring your #1 fan, me, because you thought you were better than your #1 fan, me?

Angela: No! I would never do that!

Becca: Whoa, I guess I was wrong.

Angela: I was wrong, too. I feuded when I should have listened. I'm sorry. Should we hug for real this time?

Becca: Bring it in, sister.

(Angela and Becca hug. The necklaces miraculously untangle.)

Angela: The hug set us free!

(Hank sniffs, on the verge of crying.)

Tom: To break apart, you had to come together. Hey, sounds like a song!

Ben: Uh, speaking of songs... (shows phone)

Veronica (on phone): In a few minutes, the Music Queen of Mean will sing Game on, Glitter Girl. Talk about kicking someone when they're down. I love it!

Ginger: Are you gonna do it, Angela? Are you going to give the audience what they want?

(Scene cuts to the concert. The backdrop depicts a night sky.)

(The song begins. The backdrop fades to a sunrise.)

Angela: (sings)

Game on, glitter girl, I'm done with your lies,

You say you're better, but that's a disguise!

Game on, glitter girl, we used to be foes!

I hated your face...

(Becca appears onstage.)

Becca: (continues song)

...but now, we're lady bros!

Little Miss Perfect, we're finally friends!

It's super cool...

Angela: (continues song)

...that we made amends!

(Veronica Savage growls.)

Becca: Glitter girl!

Angela: Glitter girl!

Becca: And Miss Perfect!

Angela: And Miss Perfect!

Both: Feeling so splendid!

Out here to say that our feud has ended!

(The song ends.)

Veronica Savage: No! What am I going to gossip about now?! (reads card) Sports teams? Politics people? (leaves)

(Angela hugs Becca. Tom, Hank, and Ben join in. Ginger jumps in and knocks the friends over.)

(Credits roll)