♪ I'm goin' down to South Park, gonna have myself a time ♪
♪ Friendly faces everywhere ♪
♪ Humble folks without temptation ♪
♪ Goin' down to South Park, gonna leave my woes behind ♪
♪ Ample parking day or night ♪
♪ People spouting, "Howdy, neighbor!" ♪
♪ Heading on up to South Park, gonna see if I can't unwind ♪
Mrph rmhmhm rm! Mrph rmhmhm rm!
♪ Come on down to South Park and meet some friends of mine ♪
Dude, these little remote- control cars are kick-ass.
Sweet. I made mine go off the jump.
Dude, my car sucks. I got to get a new one.
Hey, who are those kids?
♪ Let's see you dance, sucka ♪
♪ You got nothing on me ♪
Yeah! How do you like that, y'all?
Let's bring it to these losers.
Aw, yeah!
What you got, huh? You got nothing!
- ♪ Let's see you ♪ - Damn!
You just got served.
- All right. - Yeah!
Aw, man.
- Oh! - He got you, too.
Now, that kid is getting served.
Uh-huh.
- Oh! - Oh!
- ♪ You got nothing on me ♪ - Oh, man. Look at them.
They know they can't trip to that.
Yeah. We're out of here.
- That was smokin'. - They didn't do nothing.
Sorry, y'all, but try not to let it sting too bad.
You got served.
- Yeah. - Come on.
- They had nothing! - Let's go, y'all!
Come on, y'all.
What the hell just happened?
Oh, hello, there, children.
Chef, we just got served.
Oh, boy.
Well, come on inside, children. I'll make you some cocoa.
Have a seat, children. Just try to relax and breathe.
- Are you all okay? - Yeah.
All right. Now, where did you get served?
Over at the True-Value parking lot.
It was just these kids we never saw before showed up,
and they were, like, really good dancers,
and we don't really understand what it means, but I guess --
Okay, okay. Relax, children.
Relax. It's all over now.
Just try to calm down and sit tight.
I'm gonna call your parents and let them know you're okay.
Mrs. Marsh. Hi. It's Chef.
Yeah, I'm good.
Listen, Stan and his friends just got served.
Yeah. Yeah. Over at the True-Value.
No, no. He's fine. They're all fine.
Yeah. It was some kids from out of town.
Apparently they were pretty good dancers.
They really let 'em have it.
Here, Stanley.
I made your favorite potato dish.
I want you to feel better, okay?
What's the matter with him?
Oh, Stan got served at school today.
You got served? By who?
Some kids from Orange County.
Let's not make a big deal out of it.
So w-- So what'd you do? Did you dance back?
No.
What, you got served and just stood there and took it?
- That was the right thing to do. - No. That's crap, Sharon.
Stanley, when somebody challenges you to dance,
you have to dance back at them,
or else they'll think you're weak.
But, Dad, I don't know how to dance or nothing.
Then it's about time you learned.
Put on some loose-fitting clothes
and meet me in the garage.
- But, Dad -- - Now!
All right, son. Dancing is all about a frame of mind.
Now, I'm not telling you
to go around challenging other kids to dance,
but when they challenge you,
you just look 'em straight in the eye and give 'em this.
♪ Don't tell my heart ♪
♪ My achy breaky heart ♪
♪ I just don't think he'd understand ♪
Come on, Stan.
♪ And if you tell my heart ♪
♪ My achy breaky heart ♪
♪ He might blow up and kill this man ♪
Six, seven, eight.
Dude, that is a sweet R.C. car.
Yeah. Let's go race it right now.
Well, what we got here?
It's the white boys that got served yesterday.
You want a little more, homeboys?
We're not interested, thanks.
You're not interested? Not interested in this?
♪ You can't step to my group, so don't try it ♪
♪ You can't burn with my pipe, so don't light it ♪
♪ I'm on the O.C. crew, and I'm better than you ♪
- ♪ You like to suck my balls ♪ - Oh, Lord! Look at those moves!
Ooh, they are dishing it out!
Oh, man! They are getting served!
Ooh, it's getting hot out here.
Have mercy!
Getting served!
♪ Don't tell my heart ♪
♪ My achy breaky heart ♪
♪ I just don't think he'd understand ♪
- Oh! - Oh, Lord!
- Yes! - ♪ He might blow up... ♪
Yeah! Go, Stan!
Oh, no! No! Stop, Stan!
You don't know what you're doing!
All right, Stan!
Ha! You just got F'd in the "A."
What?
Yeah! You got served!
- Yeah! All right! - That's right.
No, no, no!
Okay. All right.
We got served.
So now I guess...it's on.
What?
This Saturday -- our top five dancers
against your top five dancers.
O.C. Convention Center. It's on!
- Ooh, it's on! - Ooh, it's on!
Oh, Lord! It's on!
Oh, damn it! I knew that was gonna happen.
We'll see you Saturday, fools.
And you better have a lot better dancers with you
than those losers, 'cause it's on!
- It's on. - It's on.
- It is on! - It's on.
- Saturday it's on. - It's on on Saturday.
Stan, what the hell did you dance back for?
I thought I was supposed to.
Now you've got to compete against them
in a dance competition on Saturday.
But why?
Because if you get served and serve them back, then it's on.
Don't you know anything?
Well, nice going, Randy.
Really great advice you gave our son here.
What?
Those kids showed up to serve Stan again, and he danced back.
So what happened?
It's on.
Come on, now. Keep it tight.
Good! Now watch that timing, Gill T.
- All right! - All right!
- We are bad-ass! - Yeah, that was tight.
Not bad, kids. Not bad.
Not bad? South Park doesn't stand a chance!
I heard that.
All right. It was good.
But we don't want good. We want pain!
Uh, excuse me.
Yeah?
Hi. Uh, my name's Randy Marsh.
I'm -- I'm Stan Marsh's father.
Oh, so you're the father of the boy
who's gonna get F'd in the "A" on Saturday.
- Damn! - Ooh!
He told him!
Uh, listen, i-it was my fault
that Stanley served your boys the other day.
I told him to do it, and I --
W-Well, look, I j-- I just came down here to tell you...
i-it's not on.
Oh, it's on.
No, no, no. It's not on.
Oh, it's on, all right.
It isn't on. Nothing's on.
It's off.
It's on.
I'm keeping my son home Saturday.
I just came by to let you know
so you can put a stop to all this.
Goodbye.
Hold on a second, clam head!
You think you can just roll in here
and tell us it's not on when it very clearly is on?
You're just trying to make us not practice, aren't you?
Because you know that your kids are going down
when my kids give them this.
Give me some muzak, Gill T.
♪ Check this out ♪
Yeah! You like that?
- Ooh, man! - Oh, Lord!
Ooh! He is getting served!
Randy?
Randy! Oh, my God!
What happened to him, Doctor?
He got served. Worst I've ever seen.
Old fool went down to the O.C.
to try to reason with the other team,
and he got served up something fierce.
Oh, Lord.
His dancing was so fast. I...couldn't do anything.
His moves were so original, so inventive.
Shh. Relax, Mr. Marsh.
We just got the X-rays back.
He mostly got served here and here,
but the worst serving was here, in the pelvis region.
The road to recovery will be a long one.
Boy, you must really want to take it
to those Orange County kids now, huh, Stan?
You kidding?
Stan's probably ready to pounce on them
after what they did to his father.
I-I don't know. He -- He seems all right.
I can only imagine the rage
that's building inside you, Stan.
I bet you can't wait to outdance those O.C. bastards!
Stan? Stan!
Yeah. I'm -- I'm right here, Dad.
Stan, listen to me.
I don't want you feeling
like you have to do that competition now to avenge me.
- Okay. Good. - But I know I can't stop you
from doing it.
So all I can say is... give 'em hell, son.
Give 'em hell.
God damn it.
Hey, guys.
Uh, you guys know how to dance, right?
Of course we know how to dance.
Cool, because there's this competition on Saturday.
And I have to find the very best dancers in South Park
to be on my crew.
My friends can't do it because they suck ass,
so will you be in my dance troupe?
Dance troupe? Please.
We don't dance like those Britney
and Justin wannabes at school.
Goth kids dance to express pain and suffering.
Yeah, the only cool way to dance is to keep your hands
at your sides and your eyes looking at the ground.
Then every three seconds, you take a drag on your cigarette.
Okay. That will work fine.
Listen, there's a dance competition this Saturday,
and I need good dancers so I don't get served.
No way.
Dancing is something you do alone in your room
at 3:00 in the morning.
Please. Our whole town's reputation is at stake.
- Won't any of you do it? - I'm not doing it.
Being in a dance group is totally conformist.
Yeah. I'm not conforming to some dance-off regulations.
I'm not doing it either.
I'm the biggest nonconformist of all.
I'm such a nonconformist
that I'm not going to conform with the rest of you.
- Okay. I'll do it. - Great!
Whoa. I think we just got put in our place.
Yeah. We just got goth-served.
We got to find three other kids that can dance.
We should go to the arcade.
The arcade?
Yeah. There's this Asian kid named Yao.
He's an expert at that Dance Dance Revolution game.
- Dude, he's incredible. - He should be.
He's here playing that game every single day after school.
I think he's spent about $6,000 on it so far.
Hey, kid, you're pretty good.
How'd you like to join our dance troupe?
You mean dancing without a machine telling you what to do?
- Yeah. - That's stupid.
Dude, we need you.
I can't dance without the machine.
It's all right. My friend Chef is gonna coach us.
Okay. I'll give it a shot.
All right! That's three.
- Dude, we need a girl. - Huh?
We can't be a dance troupe with just guys.
People will think we're fags.
Oh, yeah.
Wait a minute. I know just where to go.
Hi, guys. Welcome to Raisins. Three of you?
We were just hoping we could talk to you guys real quick.
You have to buy wings
if you want to talk to the Raisins girls.
We're putting all the best dancers in South Park together
to beat Orange County.
Wow. That sounds great.
I always wanted to try my dancing somewhere else.
- So you'll do it? - Why not?
All right. We just need one more person.
We should get that kid that was state champion in tap dancing.
What? The state tap champion is from here? Who?
I think his name was Leopold Stotch or something.
Leopold Stotch?
Wait a minute. You mean...
♪ Loo loo loo, I've got some apples ♪
♪ Loo loo loo, you've got some, too ♪
♪ Loo loo loo -- ♪
Butters, you have some visitors.
Oh! Well, hi there, everybody!
Butters, there's gonna be a competition this Saturday,
and we want you to join our troupe.
Wow! Neato! A competition?
I'd love to! What kind of competition is it?
It's a dance-off.
We heard you were tap-dancing state champion two years ago.
No.
But you were, weren't you?
Y-You went to the nationals in Nebraska!
No. No, no, no, no. No, no! No!
No! No, no, no, no!
Butters? Butters!
We just asked him to join our dance troupe.
We heard he was state tap champion.
Oh. Oh, dear.
I'm sorry, kids.
It's just that Butters hasn't danced since the tragedy.
A tragedy?
I'm sorry, kids. You'll have to go.
Damn it. Where are we gonna get our fifth member?
I heard about this guy in Como who has a duck that can dance.
A duck? Dude, don't be stupid.
Those O.C. kids are professional dancers.
There's got to be one other talented person in South Park.
All right. So you're sure he can dance?
Oh, yeah. There he is. That's Jeffy.
That don't look like a dancing duck to me.
Well, that's 'cause it needs music.
H-Here you go, Jeffy.
♪ You do a line, and I'll do a line, honey ♪
♪ You do a line, and I'll do a line, babe ♪
♪ You do a line, and I'll do a line ♪
♪ We'll fight and screw till the morning time ♪
♪ Honey, baby mine ♪
♪ You do a line, and I'll do a line, honey ♪
I-Is that the only song he'll dance to?
No, no. He'll dance to anything. See?
♪ You snort K, and I'll snort K, honey ♪
♪ You snort K, and I'll snort K, babe ♪
♪ You snort K... ♪
My friends, I think we have ourselves a dance troupe.
♪ Honey, baby mine ♪
Butters?
Butters, come on, sweetie. It's gonna be okay.
Come on, Butters.
You went through a lot of therapy for this.
That was almost two years ago, sweetie.
Two years ago.
That was Beverly Long from Indianapolis, folks.
Let her hear it.
All right, and now dancing to the song
"I've Got Something in My Front Pocket for You,"
here is Colorado State champion Leopold "Butters" Stotch!
♪ I've got something in my front pocket for you ♪
♪ Why don't you reach on in my pocket and see what it is? ♪
♪ There -- grab onto it ♪
♪ It's just for you ♪
♪ Give a little squeeze and say, "How do ya do?" ♪
♪ There's something in my front pocket ♪
♪ There's something in my front pocket -- ♪
Whoop.
Aah!
Paul? Paul?!
No! No!
N-o-o-o-o-o-o!
All right, children. Let's get to rehearsing.
We don't have much time,
and you've got to become the best dance group you can be.
I think we should --
Whoa.
This is the dance troupe?
Yeah, dude. The best dancers South Park has to offer.
Oh, boy. All right.
Well, why don't you show me what you got?
I want to see what you kids can do!
♪ You can't step to my group, so don't try it ♪
♪ You can't burn with my pipe, so don't light it ♪
♪ I'm on the East floor crew, and I'm better than you ♪
♪ You like to suck my balls, don't deny it ♪
♪ You can't pop it like me, so don't go there ♪
♪ You'll never find a bigger bitch player nowhere ♪
♪ I put my jimmy in a ho, start off slow ♪
♪ I'm a good listener ♪
Oh, Lord have mercy.
Children, children! No, no. You got it all wrong.
Don't you see, children?
You have the heart, but you don't have the soul.
No, no. Wait.
You have the soul, but you don't have the heart.
No, no. Scratch that.
You have the heart and the soul, but you don't have the talent.
We're gonna get served on Saturday, aren't we?
What? I don't want to get served.
Yeah. You didn't tell us we might get served!
That was the whole point was these guys came down
and they said we were gonna get served if we don't --
All right, all right. Quiet, children!
Now, nobody's getting served if I can help it.
We just got to buckle down, dig deep,
and pray that maybe the other team comes down with cancer.
What do you want?
I came to ask you one more time to join the crew.
Everyone is practicing really hard,
but I don't think we have any kind of shot without you.
Sorry, Stan. I'm not a dancer anymore.
I gave that up.
Your mom says you were one of the best dancers in the country.
Did she also tell you my dancing got eight people killed?
Yeah. She said your shoe came off.
- It wasn't your fault. - Yeah.
Well, you tell that to their families.
Look, Butters. Accidents happen. We all have to live with that.
I let those people down!
Don't you get it, man? Eight people died!
Well, it was nine, actually. One of the women was pregnant.
What?
And 11 if you count the two family members
that killed themselves afterwards.
- Aah! - That isn't the point, Butters.
The point is that this is now. It's on.
And there are people who need you to step up.
Look, nobody likes having to rise to a challenge,
but competing against other people and getting in their face
and saying, "Ha ha. I'm better than you" is part of life.
And if you can't face that,
you might as well just sit here and play with Legos
until you're an old man.
Get out of my room, Stan.
Fine.
But someday you're gonna have to stop running
from what happened and start dealing with it.
Otherwise you might as well move to France
with all the other pussies.
Yeah! Make some noise!
Ladies and gentlemen, man, y'all in for a treat.
Whichever crew wins tonight, you want to remember their faces
'cause the next time you see them
will be in Lil' Kim's next video!
Give it up for Lil' Kim!
What's up, niggas?
This is gonna be a rough battle, y'all.
So let's give it up for the O.C. crew!
And the challengers, the South Park Diggities.
Man, it is about to get crazy up in here.
Aw, yeah.
All right, y'all. It's showtime.
Dancers to the floor.
Stan -- Stan, we have a big problem.
- What? - It's Jeffy.
He sprained his ankle.
What happened?!
He was practicing the 6/8 count and slipped on the floor.
Come on, fools. You dancing or what?
Can he move it?
Aw, what do we do, Chef?
Rules are you have to have five dancers.
We have no choice, children. We have to forfeit.
Looks like they ain't even gonna dance.
They're too scared.
Looks like they already got served!
Hey. Can I still dance with you guys?
- Butters! - All right!
All right! Come on! Let's do this.
Deejay, give us a hot track.
♪ Let's see you dance, sucka ♪
♪ You got nothing on me ♪
♪ Let's see you dance, sucka ♪
♪ You got nothing on me ♪
♪ Let's see you ♪
♪ Dance, sucka ♪
♪ Let's see you dance, sucka ♪
♪ You got nothing on me ♪
♪ Let's see you dance ♪
Whaa!
Aah!
No! Jesus! Not again!
Let's get out of here!
Folks...it looks like the O.C. crew is dead.
That means the winner is the South Park Diggities!
- Whoo! - Yeah!
All right!
We did it!
- All right, Butters! - All right, Butters! You did it.
You did it, son. You did it.
- All right, Butters! - You did it!
- Good going, Butters! - Yeah, Butters!
No! No!
N-o-o-o-o-o-o!
♪ I've got something in my front pocket for you ♪
♪ Why don't you reach on in my pocket and see what it is? ♪
♪ Then grab onto it, it's just for you ♪
♪ Give a little squeeze and say, "how do ya do?" ♪
♪ Something in my front pocket for you ♪
♪ Why don't you reach on in my pocket ♪
♪ And see what it is? ♪
♪ There -- grab onto it ♪
♪ It's just for you ♪
♪ Give a little squeeze and say, "How do ya do?" ♪
♪ There's something in my front pocket ♪