Ian Hawke on the phone.
- There you are...
- Hi.
my sweet little moneymakers.
Do you remember when I told you
that I would make you all big stars?
- Yeah.
- Well,
guess who's opening up for Britney
Spears at the Staples Center tonight?
- Yeah!
- Pinch me. Am I dreaming? Oh, my gosh.
Wait, tonight?
We'll miss the school contest.
That is correct.
You will miss the school contest.
You're so smart.
I can never get anything past you.
It was never about
that stupid school contest.
It was always about
making Brittany a star.
That's what you wanted, right?
- Well, yeah.
- Well, tonight's your big chance.
It's all about you, Brittany.
What about Jeanette and Eleanor?
Yeah, well, they can sing backup.
I got them some stuff, too.
Hey!
But we're her sisters.
And the 3 of us sing together
or not at all.
Okay, fine. All I really need is the B-girl.
Ian, I won't do it without them.
Okay. Fine, fine. Let's move on to plan B.
- Okay! Who likes barbecue?
- Barbecue?
Because I know this awesome little
barbecue restaurant in the Valley
that makes the best roasted chipmunk.
Real tasty.
Unless, of course, you wanna sing.
Welcome to West Eastman, and thank you
for supporting music in our schools.
Now, remember,
the group you pick tonight
will win $25,000 for their school!
Now, we've got a lot of acts,
and we have to turn the heat off at 9:30,
so without any further ado,
representing Orange Grove,
put your hands together for Li'l Rosero!
So, we meet again.
What? You want a piece of this, eagle?
- Ian Hawke?
- I'll take that.
I didn't realize
I pocket-dialed 1-800-LOWLIFE.
- Alvin?
- Brittany?
Yeah, could you guys fill in for us?
We're not gonna be able
to perform tonight.
What about the music department?
The whole school is counting on you.
I know. I know.
I should have listened to you about Ian.
- Don't tell me!
- Yep. He locked us in a cage.
What? This is the biggest you have?
I had my assistant call
and ask for the biggest limo.
This is not the biggest limo you have.
I'll go break the news to Dr. Rubin.
- Brittany?
- Alvin, don't move!
You got it!
Brittany, I'm coming to get you.
Simon, tell Jeanette how to pick the lock.
Roger that!
Oh, man. I need to get to the girls, fast!
I know how!
Jeanette, focus. The 3rd number is
notoriously the hardest to crack.
I'm assuming it's a prime number,
but we can't assume...
Simon! The first 2 numbers were ones.
I got to go with one.
- It opened!
- All right, girls.
Ian's coming.
Put the phone back. Hurry!
- Get ready to be fabulous.
- We're ready.
Yeah, you better be.
Because tonight's performance is
going to put me back on top.
Next up, please welcome Charice!
Driver-man, take me to the arena.
VIP entrance.
How about a little moon roof action?
Moon roofs are go!
Rooves? Moon roof.
Roofs? Rooves?
Champagne. Don't mind if I do.
You know why I don't mind if I do?
Because tonight, we've got to toast
to a very special someone
named me.
They said I couldn't do it.
They said I'd never bounce back.
Guess what? Time to kiss my sweet...
Oh, yeah.
A toast to the ladies who're gonna make
the world forget about the Chip...
- What...
- See you!
No. No, no, no! No!
What are you doing? Alvin!
Hi, Ian! Good to see you!
You never write!
- No! Brittany... No!
- Come on, girls!
I signed a contract!
- Jump, Jeanette!
- Wait!
- I'm not really good at...
- I got you.
I'm dead if you don't perform!
- Punch it, Alvin!
- You got it!
- No! Don't!
- Hey, Ian!
In the words of the Donald,
"You're fired!"
Alvin!
Hey! Hey. Hey, guys.
Any sign of Alvin yet? Huh?
No. No Alvin, and no Chipettes.
Just Dr. Rubin and, you know,
the entire school counting on us.
Well... Yeah, you know, don't worry.
Everything will work out-ish.
- Faster, Alvin!
- Don't worry.
I'm gonna get a little help
from my friend Digger!
- Roger that, Alvin!
- Look out!
Feels like I'm back at the race track.
- Hey! Careful!