"Tina, why are you wearing those?" "You can't walk now." "You couldn't walk so good before." "They're my platform beach espadrilles." "Remember?" "The big Eighth Grade Beach Bonfire is this weekend." "With any luck, Jimmy Junior and I will be sharing a blanket and maybe more... blanket." " If it gets cold." " Mm." "Sometimes, Jimmy Junior doesn't look at me when I'm talking, or listen to me, so I thought it might help if I was closer to his face." "Mm-hmm." "Guys like it when you're just right in their face." "Ah!" "They probably work better in sand." "Hi, guys." "Looking forward to the beach bonfire?" "More like bond-fire." "We're gonna roast wienies and get all philosophical about growing up, and then start hugging and stuff." " Oh." "Ow!" " Ha-ha!" "Get over here!" " Zeke, let go." "Ah, Zeke!" " Get over here!" "So, Jimmy Junior," "I hear some people are going to the bonfire as a couple." "Yeah, but most kids are going in a big group." "Cool, big group." "Hey, back to that couple idea, maybe we could go early and get some sticks pre-marshmallowed." "Really hit the ground running?" "Uh..." "So that's a great idea "uh..."?" "Uh..." "You'll get back to me "uh..." Got it." "See ya." "So, from down here, that didn't look like it went great." "It's fine." "I'm just gonna walk away, my head held high." "I'm okay." "So I'm not okay." "No, it's a bad sprain." "You mind if I fool around with it a little bit?" "I want to kind of get in there." "Um, maybe I'll just take some crutches and get out of your hair." "Hey, I'm back from the thrift store." "Did you say good-bye to our old clothes?" "Were they sad?" "I think they were happy to be back." "I forgot, we bought them there." "Anyway, while I was there, I happened to see this guy." "Ooh, an old banjo case." "What's inside?" "Oh, a banjo." "What are you gonna do with it?" "Learn to play." "Look, it has a strap so I can keep it back here, and then I'm always ready to pull it around, 'cause you never know when there's gonna be a... banjo moment." "What the heck's a "banjo moment"?" "Any moment of time that would be slightly better with banjo music." "Huh." "Uh..." "They happen." "I mean, not right now, 'cause I don't like how you're interrogating me." "What?" "I'm just gonna put my banjo back in here and go into the kitchen." "Oh, there's a song there." "♪ Someone's in the kitchen with the banjo... ♪" "Tina, I heard the fantastic news about your ankle." "Thanks, Mr. Frond." "Wait, "fantastic" news?" "Yes!" "Recently, we were approached by a tech company," "Yo 'Botics Robotics." "They're looking for a student to participate in a robotic mobility pilot program..." "Or RUMP for short." "RUMP?" "I'm listening." "It's a way for mobility-impaired kids to go to school without going to school!" " How does it work?" " I don't know, Tina." "Do I look like Bill Gates?" "Yes, a little." "Well, thank you." "Anyway, you're the perfect candidate." "And I'll be the guy who brought robots to Wagstaff, which is some sweet resume candy." "Even better than Eighth Grade Beach Bonfire chaperone." "Which, by the way, I am." "Oh, congratulations." "So, what about RUMP?" "They can get you up and running tomorrow, so to speak." "I don't know, I'm pretty good with these crutches." "They go under your arm." "They what?" "They go under your arm." "You have your arm through them." "Oh." "Hey, that's way more comfortable." "Okay, Tina, we're seeing you here." "Are you seeing us there?" "I see you." "Hi." "All right, now, uh, try rotating left." "Mm-kay, here it goes." "Doing it." "Uh, no." "Rotate the robot." "With your joystick." "Oh." "Got it." "Mm." "Sorry that a smarter kid didn't get injured." "Um, we can hear you, Mr. Frond." "Oh, um, good microphone." "I know a guidance counselor who's gonna get injured." "Well, I can hear you." "Guys, there are microphones." "This is how they work." "Tina, why don't you go ahead and test that joystick, and we'll get you off to class." "Ow!" "Damn it!" "Son of a bitch!" "Oh, sorry!" "It's fine." "Uh, go ahead and try again." "Ah!" "Ah!" "My leg!" "I'm pinned!" "Uh, sorry, um..." "Back up!" "Back up!" "Like this?" "Um..." "No!" "You're still going forward!" "So this is going pretty well." "It feels kind of like my first day of school." " How do I look?" " You look good." "But I still kind of wonder what else is on." "You're too skinny." "Eat a battery or something." "Whoa, there it is." "Watch out, mankind." "Ugh, Tina's a robot." "Look at me, look at me, I'm a robot." "Exactly, that's exactly what she's doing." "Hi, guys." "Hi, Jimmy Junior." "Uh, hi." "Hi, Tina." "This thing is not Tina, Jocelyn." "It's microchips and a bunch of stupid wires." "It's a clever lie!" "Sorry, not personal." "I just don't care for bots." "Well, guess I should roll along to class." "Me, too." "Uber me to Room Six?" "Room Ten for me." "Out of the way, out of the way!" "Move it!" "You look great with a banjo, Bob." "You're like a ethnic Steve Martin." " Yeah." " Uh, thanks." "Play something." "Okay." "I'll try." "I mean, it's my first day with this thing, so..." "Holy cow, you're a natural!" "I guess I am." "Yahoo!" "Linda, you're married to that guy!" "Wow!" "Everybody, get in here!" "You got to hear this!" "It's a banjo moment." "I get it now." "I'm so good at the banjo!" "So, still tuning?" "No, it's the song." "That's the song?" "I mean, I think it's the song." "It's just, there's a lot of time in between the notes." "I like it." "I mean, it's not, like, too much, you know?" "Like, too much song?" "No, it's not." "Coming through." " Watch your toes." "Sorry." " Ow!" "Ow!" "Sorry." "Something funny?" "Guess I missed it." "Ah!" "Cool locker." "Like what you've done to it." "Yeah, whatever, robot." "Um, um, um..." "Can I get a little help?" "Help, some..." "can I get a little help, someone?" "♪ Sharif he don't like it, boom boom boom. ♪" "Hey, who left out this AV cart?" "Mr. Branca, I'm not an AV cart." "I'm Tina." "♪ Rock the Casbah ♪" "♪ Rock the boom boom. ♪" "No, no, no, no, no, no." "Don't put me in the AV closet!" "♪ Thinks it's not kosher. ♪" "No!" "I hate being a robot." "I'm sure they'll come looking for me." "I'll give it another half hour." "Come on, seriously?" "I'm not you, I'm me, Dad!" "Um, hello?" "Who-who's there?" "What?" "Who said that?" "Me." "Over here." "Tina?" "Oh." "Hi, Jimmy Junior." "What are you doing here?" "Oh, I had a fight with my dad this morning." "He said I have to go to speech therapy instead of dance club." ""I don't need speech therapy, Dad." "You need dance therapy!"" " I'm sorry." " So I just needed to go someplace to spin... things... out!" "If you want to be alone, I can power down." "No, that's okay." "Why are you here?" "Mr. Branca thought I was an AV cart." "I guess we're both misunderstood." "Yeah." "We have thoughts and feelings, people." "Yeah." "I mean, I knew I did." "I didn't know you did." "Tina, you're really easy to talk to as a robot." "Thanks." "I guess it's kind of like talking on the phone." "Like, how you can say anything to a telemarketer, even your deepest, darkest secrets." "I've done that." "Well, I guess we have P.E. now." "Oh, yeah." "Hey, should we just ditch and talk?" "Yes!" "Uh, I-I mean, talk away." "I'm all ears." "Well, all microphone." "You get it." "Not really." "So, like, what's your desert island dance?" "Mine's probably the Russian thing where you squat and kick, like this." "You know, sometimes I feel like I just notice things, you know?" "Like how trees are really just giant plants." " Oh, yeah." " Yeah." "Uh-oh, that's my low-power warning." "I want to keep talking, but I'm at three percent battery." "Wow, we missed fifth period." "We talked for hours." "Yeah, we totally binge talked." "Can, um... can I walk you home?" "Uh, the robot lives at school, but you can walk me to the charging station." "Ah!" "I'm at one percent!" "Let's go!" "Move, move!" "Maybe being a robot isn't so bad." "I just had my best conversation ever with Jimmy Junior." "And it's not like the bar was set low at all." "Did I tell you the thing about trees?" "Yeah, that they're like plants?" " Giant plants." " Yeah." "Anyway, school's over, and Gene and I were wondering if we could take the robot out for a test drive." "Don't worry, we'll keep it under five miles per hour, Pops." "Unless it goes over that." "Does it, perchance?" "Um, I'm really the only one that's supposed to use the robot." "Sorry, guys." "Tina, that is not a problem." "We asked, you gave us an answer." "We respect that." "I kind of hate myself for even asking Tina." "Wagstaff after dark." "Okay, what should we do first?" "Bump things off Mr. Frond's desk?" "Do donuts in the library?" "See if Coach Blevins is really living under the bleachers since his divorce?" "Well, we got all night." "The security guard." " Huh?" " He's coming this way." "What do we do?" "Whoa." "Hello, human security guard." "Any trouble in the halls tonight?" "Well, everything was pretty quiet till I saw you, robot gizmo thing." "I think I better call this in." "Don't bother." "I come from headquarters." "I'm the cyber security guard." "What's your name, bro?" "Yuli." "Yuli, you seem great." "But we cannot be friends, because I am your supervisor." "Wait, what?" "You mean, "Wait, what, sir?"" "Wait, what, sir?" "Wait, what, sir?" " Sir, sir, sir." " Sorry, I-I got it." "I'm sorry." "Sir, yes." "Don't worry, I'm fun to work for." "Oh, good." "I'm fun to employ." "This might work out." "Now go to the cafeteria, grab three dozen peanut butter cookies and slide them through the little slats in the door of locker 412." "And 319." "Eh, I don't think peanut butter cookies will fit through there." "Make them fit!" "Okay, okay." "Geez!" "Seriously, Bob?" "In bed?" "So, not a banjo moment?" "Let me check." "No." "Good night." "Night." "Bob, I swear to God!" "I'm sorry, I thought you were asleep." "I waited." " Bob." " Yep." "Tina-Bot, come into the AV closet." "I-I want to show you something." "It's something I haven't shown anyone, not even Zeke." "A secret and a "Zeke-ret"?" "Wow." "Um, I've been working on some poems, you know, about my life and kind of, like, things I'm going through." "Poems?" "Life?" "Going through?" "Yes." "And I got this idea to put poems and music together." "Like... songs?" "No, "musoems."" "Oh, right." "Here's the first one." "♪ Dad, I used your cologne ♪" "♪ 'Cause you won't buy me my own. ♪" "And here's another one." "♪ Cars ♪" "♪ All the different cars. ♪" "And then there's... ♪ My mom's new friend Allen ♪" "♪ He's okay. ♪" "So I'm still working on that one." "♪ Breakfast!" "♪" "That one's about breakfast." "And then, um... ♪ What if God's name was Todd?" "♪" "So you, like, start a new one before finishing... one?" "Uh... well, no." "Like, three of the ones I sang to you are finished." "Like, the cars is finished." "Lunch delivery." "Tina, want some tuna?" "Can you knock?" "I'm in the AV closet with Jimmy Junior." "What?" "What are you doing in the closet?" "We're having an intimate conversation and connecting deeply." "God!" "Hi, Jimmy Junior." "Uh, hi, Mrs. Belcher." "Smells funny in here." "I think it's you." "How long since you left the room?" "Mom, just go!" "All right, I'm going, I'm leaving." "Have fun spending time together, sort of." "Uch, it's just like, get a computer room already." "Man, that bot's wrapped him around her little wheels." "You know, she's probably using A.I. on him." "Wait, A.I. like, "As if"?" "Yeah." "As if." "Oh, my God." "I know." "You two are making me feel smart." "Tina, Jimmy Junior's at the door." "She might be a sec." "Hi, Jimmy Junior." "You came down the stairs like The Exorcist." "Miss Jacobson wanted me to give you this for homework." "Oh, great." "So, here it is." "It's been a while since we've seen each other in person." "Yeah, it-it has." "So..." "So..." "Any new "musoems"?" "I'm gonna go." "Oh, okay." "Good talk." "Not really." "I didn't see that." "It was a little embarrassing, but I didn't see it." "God, Mom!" "Banjo?" " Dad, no." " Bob, no." "Okay." "I'll check back in at another time." "That's odd." "I should be fully charged this morning, but I'm only at 20% power." "Weird." "It's not like the robot is running around all night, doing really fun stuff." "Exactly." "All right, who put 20 basketballs in my supply closet?" "Hey." "Oh, hi, Jimmy Junior." "Hey, did yesterday seem awkward to you?" "'Cause..." "Listen, I've decided I'm gonna perform my "musoems"" "for everyone at the bonfire." "But I need you there, as my date." "Oh, wow." "That-that's fantastic." "I mean, my crutches might be a little tricky in the sand, but I..." "Your crutches?" "Yeah, those things that go under my armpits." "I call them "pit sticks."" "Wait, Jimmy Junior, are you asking me or the robot?" "The robot." "But I don't think of you as a robot." "I think of you as almost a real person." "So, what do you say?" "Um..." "Okay." "It's a date." "Great." "Bye." "Hey, that worked out." "You're going to the bonfire." "Uh, yeah, huh." "I guess we're going robot dress shopping." "I've said that so many times and it's finally true!" "So, Jimmy Junior doesn't like me as me." "He likes me as a robot." "I can work with that." "No relationship is perfect, right?" "Uh, a lot of girls have it worse." "Yeah, look at mom." "The important thing is I'm going to the bonfire." "It'll be my voice and my image right there on the beach." "Wait a minute." "How do I get the robot to the beach?" "It's not even supposed to leave school." "Oh, no!" "Tina, we know some people who might be able to help you." "It's us." "So, uh, where's the banjo?" "I'm thinking of taking it back to the thrift store, actually." "Oh, forget about making that burger to-go." "I will eat it here." "Oh, God, I'm so relieved." "I guess what I'm hearing is you're not gonna try and talk me out of this." "Well, let's put it this way." "People don't come to Bob's Burgers for the music, you know?" "Yeah." "It's called Bob's Burgers, not Bob's Banjo." "Uh-huh." "It was more "grueling" banjo, than "dueling" banjo." "All right, Teddy, you made your point." "Geez, why you getting so hot?" "You're terrible at the banjo." "Big beach bonfire" " tonight, huh?" " Uh-huh." "So, you're going, but you're not going, 'cause you're staying here, but Jimmy Junior's going and you're gonna do the thing with the robot?" "What part of "virtual robot date" don't you understand?" "It just seems a little... unhealthy." "Mom, I have a relationship now!" "A-And, yes, I've stopped changing socks and underwear, and, yes, it smells funny in here." "But, sweetie, this can't last." "You got to step out from behind the robot and go back to school next week." "Unless you twist your other ankle or something." "Twist my other ankle." "Interesting." "Tina, do not twist your other ankle just to keep this wackadoodle thing going." "It's not wackadoodle!" "Now, excuse me, but I've got to check my battery level, stretch my joystick hand, and get dressed above the shoulders." "Okay, okay, have fun." "Be home by..." "Never mind." "You're in good hands, T." "Now, which way is the door?" "Hey, slow down there, R-Poo-D-Poo." "A security guard!" "Don't worry." "This guy's a pussycat." "How's it going, human security guard subordinate Yuli?" "I'm just popping out for a smoke break." "No biggie." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "I talked to the office." "There's no robot security guard supervisor." "You're a lying piece of sheet metal." "Uh-oh." "Okay, I lied." "I'm not a robot security guard." "Aha!" "Because I got laid off." "They canceled the program." " Did you see WALL-E?" " No." "Excellent." "What I'm telling you isn't that story at all." "I'm a lonely robot that's outlived its job." "Oh, no." "The company wants to recycle me, turn me into a bunch of smaller, hotter robots." "Maybe I should make a run for it, just get on the road and ride as far as my charge will take me." "Whoa." "That's life stuff." "That's huge." "But how will I get out the front door?" "I will need someone to open the front door." "Hey, I could open the front door." " Yeah, right." " No, really." "I've got the key, I know the alarm code." "Let me do this one thing for you." "I'm totally lost here." "What was that?" "Nothing." "Tina, shush!" "Safe travels, robot." "Avoid Philly." "Got it." "I feel like I want to go with you." "No." "You need me." "The school needs you." "Stay here, guard this place against prankster children." "I have to do this on my own." "Hey." "Oh, my God, what?" "!" "Stay in touch." "Do you have e-mail?" "I am e-mail." "Tina-Bot, you made it." "Sorry I'm late." "A lot of sand." "Also, I had a little trouble with the volleyball net, but I won that battle." "Great." "Tina two-point-uch is here." "So much for a night of kids bonding." "Now it's just screen time." "Hey, Tina-Bot, uh... the sign says, "No motorized vehicles on beach."" "Oh, my God, you are a motorized vehicle." "It also says no trash on the beach, Tammy." "So... what are we gonna do here?" "Oh, my God, it does say that." "Shut it, Jocelyn." "Whoa, what the hell is the robot doing here?" "Did anyone approve this?" "I was told to do everything a normal student would do." "Well, stay out of the water." "And stay away from the fire." "And watch out for the sand." "And try to have fun." "What'd I miss?" "There's some dancing." "I guess I'm dancing." "Is this dancing?" "Wow, look at Mr. Frond over there." "He can really shake it." "Yep, everyone's having a great time, including me." "How's the bonfire going?" "Wow, Mr. Frond's a really good dancer." "Oh, here comes Jimmy Junior." "Okay, Tina." "It's time." "I'm gonna do my "musoems."" "I-I'm pretty nervous, but I-I'm glad you're here." "Oh, my God, he's coming in!" "Oh." "Oh, this is weird." "But I can't not look." "So long, childhood." "This is the worst episode of The O.C. ever." "Tina, honey, you okay?" "You know, the same thing happened to me when I was your age." "Really?" "No, sweetie, this is the first time this has happened to anyone." "That's it!" "Hey, everyone." "It's such a nice night and we're all together." "And, um..." "I've been writing some poems and putting them to music." "Oh, you mean like songs?" "No, they're called "musoems."" "I'm just gonna start." "This one is called, uh, "Pants."" "♪ Pants are pretty great. ♪" "So that one's about pants." "Oh, he's right." "That's not a song." "No, it is not." "Okay, here's another one." "♪ How am I supposed to learn about life ♪" "♪ When you won't let me watch The Good Wife?" "♪" "Um... all right, let me just get to the next..." "Oh." "Um, okay, not that one." "What time is your dad coming to pick us up?" "Um... ♪ Why don't you eat the mushrooms ♪" "♪ If they are so good, Mom?" "♪" "Oh, boy." "He's dying." "Tina-Bot?" "Where's, uh, Tina-Bot?" "Tina?" "Yes, Jimmy Junior, in person." "Maybe it's more awkward this way, but at least it's real." "And maybe I need a crutch, but you can lean on me." "A little bit." "Aw, Tina's his crutch." "Aw." "Okay." "Now, let's hear some "musoems."" "Not too many." "Leave 'em wanting more." "♪ If you want me to catch ♪" "♪ Then don't throw so hard. ♪" "I like it." "It's about parents' expectations being too much sometimes." "♪ What if God's name was Todd?" "♪" "Jimmy Junior's our Cat Stevens." "And our cat, Steven." "Remember him?" "Oh, my God, Lin." "This is it." "What is?" "A banjo moment." "I think you're right!" "My banjo's in the car." "I was gonna return it." " Get it, hurry!" " I'm going now!" "♪ Animal Planet, what if it was real?" "♪" "♪ I mean an actual planet for animals. ♪" "Keep going." "Watch me for the changes." "♪ My left shoe smells, but my right one's okay. ♪" "And, um, that's all I got." "Thank you." "Oh." "Uh..." "Thank you." "Thank you very much." "Wait, are you in our grade?" "Way to go, Dad." "In person kiss?" "I'm gonna step over here." "Hey, Mr. Frond, check it out." "Banjo solo." "Listen, I've been a little hard on you." "But you stepped back at the right moment." "I respect that." "But I still got to put you in the ocean!" "I said get over here!" "Get in there!" "Oh, no, no, no, no, Zeke!" "♪ Watching you from a distant place ♪" "♪ I'm calling you from my home base ♪" "♪ My satellite's spinning right out of control ♪" "♪ Transmission to the moon, now my message is go ♪" "♪ And the moon is so cold, it's so cold ♪" "♪ I can see food on your face ♪" "♪ Watching you from a distant place. ♪" "Look at me, look at me, I'm a robot."