It burst into flames.
- And then exploded.
- Well... yeah.
Anyway, you know how you've
been asking me to make you
a cool sculpture for
the "iCarly" Studio?
- Yeah.
- You know the old car
you guys got up there?
- Sure.
- Back up!
- Oh, my God.
- Look at that.
- You made this?
- Heck yeah.
I went to the junkyard.
I have an account there.
I found an old bench seat
from a '66 Ford,
reupholstered it,
added cup holders,
and installed
real police lights.
It's art... you can sit upon.
- May we sit upon it?
- I'd be sad if you didn't.
- Cool, awesome.
- Let us sit.
- Nice.
- Wait, wait.
Let me turn it on.
- Yeah.
- Sweet.
- Now, if you hit that button,
you'll hear a real car horn.
- Okay.
- Electrical wiring
just isn't your thing.
- No, it is not.
In five, four,
three, two.
- Okay, Sam gives
Carly a haircut?
What, are you serious?
- I think our viewers
would get a kick
out of seeing me cut your hair.
- I'm not letting you near
my neck with a pair of scissors.
- Fine.
What else we got?
- Hey, what are you guys doin'?
- Looking through
our show idea cards.
- We need one more fun thing
to do on next week's "iCarly."
- Hey, did you ever get
the software set up
to do Twister Vision?
- Yeah, I think so.
Let me check.
Yup, set to go.
- Good, we'll do Twister Vision.
Yeah.
- Whoo!
- Hey, listen to this comment
one of our viewers wrote.
- If it's about that zit
I had last week,
I don't wanna hear about it.
- It was barely noticeable.
- It was a volcano.
- Listen.
"My name is Mandy, and I think
'iCarly'
"is the awesome-est web show
on the whole Internet.
"I live near Seattle and I was
wondering if you guys
"ever thought about
having a live audience
"'cause I'd love to come
see the show in person.
Please write back.
Love and hugs, Mandy."
And then she types this super
smiley emoticon like this...
- Live audience?
Whatcha think?
- We don't have room in here
for an audience.
- We got Spencer's cool car seat
he gave us.
- Yeah, I guess Mandy
could sit there.
- An audience of one?
- Why not?
- I don't care.
- Let's do it.
- Carly and Sam roll Freddie
in bread crumbs
then bake him at 350?
- Just till he's golden brown.
- Okay. Now it's time
for a new segment
on "iCarly" which we call...
Twister Vision.
- It's the twistiest.
- But how does it work?
- Well, with the help of our
technical producer, Freddie—
- That silly dude right there.
—we can alter reality.
Alter, alter, alter,
alter, alter, alter, alter.
- Okay, Freddie,
start twisting this vision.
- Twisting the vision.
Ahhh!
- I'm Carly.
- I'm Sam.
- It's Sam.
- That was Carly.
- We have hair.
Ahhhh!
- Okay, Freddie.
Back to reality.
- Restoring reality.
- Okay.
- Okay. Now, we're gonna throw
something else new at you.
The other day, we were
checking out the comments
here at iCarly.com.
- We found a girl
who's gotta be
the biggest fan
of this web show ever.
- This chick's cuckoo for
"iCarly."
So let's bring her out.
Mandy Valdez.
- Hi. Hi, everyone.
I'm on "iCarly,"
Hey, hi.
- How ya doin', Mandy?
- Welcome to the show.
- I made some cookies
for you, guys. Look it.
- That is so nice.
- Wow.
- She put our faces
on the cookies.
- Freddie, zoom in on these.
- I'm Carly.
- I'm Sam.
- My face is delicious.
- There's a chocolate chip
on my brain.
- You guys made my cookies talk.
That's so funny.
- Yeah, well—
- Ooh, I made
a Freddie cookie too.
Here's your cookie, Freddie.
- Thanks.
Uh, you're a little
close to the lens.
- Oops.
- Mandy, since you're "iCarly's"
first live audience member ever-
- Please step this way where
you'll be able to watch the show
while sitting upon
what we call the...
Seat of sitting.
Oooh.
- Okay.
- And I should point out that
this amazing seat was made
by my brother—
- Spencer!
That's your brother's name.
- Wow. This girl really knows
her "iCarly."
- Yes, she does.
- It's true. I do.
This seat is comfortable.
Go on, do your thing.
- These stairs are awesome!
So this is the first floor
of you guys' apartment?
This is, like, where you
eat meals and socialize?
- Uh-huh.
- Cool.
Who plays the drums?
- I don't know.
I'm not sure why those are here.
- Oh. Hey, a mystery.
- Yeah. Well, I guess
it's time for you to go.
- Thanks so much for being
our first live audience member.
- Thank me? You're kidding.
Try thank you.
- Anybody seen
my bottle of lotion?
- Spencer!
How are you?
- Great.
Awesome.
I haven't seen you
since... the past.
- That's Mandy.
- She watches our show a lot,
so we had her
on as a guest tonight.
- You don't know her.
Well, okay.
- Hey, what's up with the drums?
- Yeah, we were curious.
- Right. Well, there was a flyer
in the lobby for a band
that needs a drummer.
So, I found these
at the junkyard,
and I'm gonna fix 'em up
and try out.
- Awesome!
- Well, all right, Mandy,
it was really nice meeting you.
- What are you guys
gonna do now?
- We're just gonna go
across the street.
- Get some smoothies.
- Awesome!
Let's do it.
I have money.
- You wanna come with us?
- Uh, Freddie, talk to Mandy.
- Hello.
- I like your camera work.
Sweet zooms.
- Thank you. I do try my best
to zoom sweetly.
- Look, it already bums me out
Freddie
gets to come with us.
Now we gotta take her too?
You know how much I hate people?
- Come on, she's our biggest fan
and she wants
to buy us smoothies.
- Come on, Mandy.
Let's go to Groovy Smoothies.
- Awesome!
We'll be like
The Three Musketeers.
- But there's four of us.
- Touche.
What are your guys'
favorite berries?
I like cranberries,
boysenberries,
blueberries, black berries.
I don't like Halle Berry.
- There we go.
Let's see now.
- I rock too hard.
- I just think for five bucks,
they could blend it
a little bit better
so I don't get strawberry lumps
stuck in my straw.
- That'd be a cool name
for a band.
- Stuck in my straw?
- Strawberry lumps.
- Better.
- You got your drums all set up.
- Sorta.
Where's Freddie and that girl—
- Mandy.
- Freddie went home.
- We finally
got rid of Mandy.
- Someone needs to take
that chick to the Wacky Shack.
- She lives here in Seattle?
- Nah. But way too close.
- She's from Tacoma.
She made her aunt drive her
all the way here
so she could be on the show.
- Can I spend the night here?
- You don't wanna go home?
- Nah, when my mom buys
buys a new bikini, she usually
wears it around
for a couple of days
to break it in.
If you're my friend,
you won't make me look at that.
- Can she spend the night?
- Sure.
Okay. All fixed!
Which means I'm now
officially a drummer.
- Ah!
How could that even happen?
- Nice.
This monkey.
- MAN #2: Marmoset.
Moron said you already
know about your surprise party,
and I say you don't.
- MAN #2 ON TV: Surprise party?
Surprise!
Sam, Sam, we fell asleep.
- Huh?
- "Girly Cow" is on.
- Oh, I love "Girly Cow."
Is this the new one?
- I think.
Oh, good.
I can't believe two bulls
asked me to the prom,
and I said moo to both.
Moo-hoo.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
Did I scare you, guys?
- Yeah. Kinda.
- How'd you get in here?
I thought you and your aunt left
for Tacoma like four hours ago.
- We did.
But you guys are so cool.
I made my aunt get a motel room,
so I could spend the night here.
Hey, remember on "iCarly" where
you guys dressed up
wiener dog up like a pig?
That rocked!
- How'd you get in here?
- The door was locked.
- Yeah. But not
all your windows were.
Hey, remember on "iCarly" when
you guys put spaghetti
in a blender?
That was gen-ius.
- Thanks.
- Okay.
- Look, I got another thank you
card from our biggest fan.
You guys too?
- Oh, no, not just another card.
Mandy also sent me
seasons one through four
of "Girly Cow" on DVD.
- She sent me a $40 gift card
to Bandana Republic.
- Well, I got a new scarf
and a box of frozen steaks.
- When is she gonna stop?
- I don't know.
It's been over a week.
Do you know how many times
she's text messaged me?
- Can I have the steaks?
- What?
- Hey, gang!
- Ahh!
- Can you believe
I'm here at Ridgeway?
- No.
- No, we can't.
- It's true.
I'm officially a bulldog. Woof!
- But why are you-
- I transferred schools.
- You transferred schools.
She transferred schools.
- I heard her say
she transferred schools.
- Now we could be together
every day.
We'll be like
the "iCarly" quartet.
The two stars,
the tech producer,
and the show's biggest fan—me.
- Seriously, can I
have the steaks?
- Here I come!
Hey, so you must be
Blake from the band.
- Yup,
and I guess you're Pouncy.
- Spencer.
- This is my girlfriend
and our keyboard player, Suzay.
- Hi, Susie.
- Suzay.
- It's not Susie.
- Suzay.
- Right.
- Well, then, come on in.
- Sure, man.
- Thanks.
- So there's my drum set
right there.
- Hey, these look just like
the drums Kato threw out
at the junkyard.
- Weird.
Weird coincidence.
Anyway, thanks for comin' by.
I guess you wanna hear me
play a little.
- Yeah. We can't actually put
you in the band yet
until we hear you
pound a little bit.
- Oh, I'm ready to pound
a little bit.
Or a lot of bit.
I'll play the drums now.
- [drums banging off-key]
- Wait, I was just getting
started.
- You're great.
- Really?
- Yeah. You're super drummy.
- Thanks. So, can I be
in the band or what?
- Will you answer one
very important question?
- Does it involve
Canadian trivia?
- No.
- Then I will answer this
question.
- Can we use this apartment
to rehearse whenever we want?
- Well, sure.
- Then congratulations, Alfonzo.
- Spencer.
- You're in the band.
- Yes!
Thank you so much. Yay!
- There, we're safe.
- What happened?
- Mandy happened.
- I thought she went back
to Tacoma.
- Yeah, and then she
transferred to our school.
- Mandy's nuts, dude.
The girl is nuts.
- She asked if she could do
her impression of a duck,
then quacked right in my face.
Quacked right in it.
- Can't you just tell her
to leave you alone?
- We tried.
- She won't listen.
- She tried to follow us home.
I had to get rid of her
by telling her
we need
some fladoodles for the show.
- What are fladoodles?
- I don't know, I made 'em up.
- Are those new drums?
- Oh yeah,
I didn't tell you guys.
I auditioned,
and I got in the band.
- That's cool.
- Nice going.
- Thanks.
Wanna hear how they sound?
It's me!
- Oh, man.
- How can Mandy
be back here already?
- I found fladoodles.
- I thought they didn't exist.
- She means we thought
they'd be really hard to find.
- Oh, they were.
I had to try seven
different places
until I finally found them
in this weird
Scandinavian market
in Nordic Town.
Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Great.
- But we needed
fat-free fladoodles.
- Oh, fat-free.
I also have barbecue,
cool ranch, and zesty jalapeño.
- [drums playing off-key]
- How was that?
- Great.
- Cool!
Anybody hungry?
'Cause I made you guys
some special snacks.
BRB.
- Look man, that dude
drums like puke.
- How long are we gonna
pretend he's in the band?
- Come on,
he's making us snacks.
- It ain't worth it.
- Seriously.
He can't play.
- All right, we'll just
kick him out then.
- Good.
- It's about time.
- Yes!
I hope you guys like
deviled eggs and good news.
- Good news?
- You ready? Okay.
What would you say if I told you
I booked our band
on "Seattle Beat?"
- What?
- "Seattle Beat?"
- No way.
- Uh-huh.
My buddy Socko knows
their talent booker.
So, I e-mailed him a couple
of your songs,
and we are booked on the show
for next Friday!
- Oh my God!
- That's awesome. Yeah!
- We've been trying
to get booked
on "Seattle Beat"
for three years.
- So, you guys wanted
to tell him something?
- We're just psyched
to have you as our drummer.
- Glad you're in the band, dude.
- Yeah!
Let's play it up! Whoo!
- One, two, three, four!
- All right, in five, four,
three, two—
- And now—
—web casting
to you live from Seattle.
- My name's Carly.
- And my name's Sam.
- And my name's Mandy!
- Yes, you remember Mandy.
- Our audience member
from last week.
- Who's still here.
- And is supposed to be sitting
quietly in her seat over there.
- Oh right, sorry.
Go "iCarly"!
- Okay, tonight we're gonna
kick off the show
with one of your favorites.
Messin' with Lewbert.
- We're about to play
the best trick ever
on my horrible doorman.
- Who may be the most disgusting
dude in all of doorman-ity?
- Quack, quack.
Quack, quack.
Quack, quack. Quack, quack.
That was my impression
of a duck.
Ooh, here it comes again!
Quack, quack,
quack, quack, quack, quack.
- Yes. Quack, quack.
- Quack, quack.
- Hey.
- What's wrong?
Who's this from?
- My band.
Read it out loud.
- "Dear Splinter."
- He never did learn my name.
- "Thanks for getting us
booked on "Seattle Beat."
"You rock for that.
Unfortunately,
your drumming is suckish."
Aw.
- That's where I said aw, too.
- "We've decided
to go ahead with our appearance
"on 'Seattle Beat,' but we're
kicking you out of the band.
"Also, we took the rest of
the deviled eggs
"and stole your drums.
Take care, Blake."
Well, that wasn't nice at all.
- Nope.
- I'm sorry.
- Thanks.
I'm just sitting here
listening to their music.
- Well, don't do that.
They're mean people.
- I know.
But their music is so good.
They took my drums!
- Hey.
- You ready?
- Yeah. We're gonna go upstairs
and jam on some more ideas
for "iCarly"
before Mandy shows up.
- Okay.
I'm gonna go for a walk.
- Take an umbrella.
- I don't want to.
- Why is he all sad?
- Tell you later.
Let's just get upstairs
before you know who shows up.
- Yeah.
- Carly?
You home from school yet?
Freddie?
- Whoo!
This music is fantastic.
Yeah, rock it baby.
- And that was this week's—
—Celebrity Armpit.
- Okay now—
—to conclude
this fine web cast—
—Sam and I will demonstrate
the classic comedy bit
called the Spit Take.
- Hey Carly, remember at lunch
when you asked me
to put ketchup on your fries?
- Mm-hmm.
- It was really chicken blood.
And that's what's known as—
—the spit take!
- Okay, check us out next week—
—here at iCarly.com.
- Ciao.
- Bye-bye.
Keep clicking away, iCarly.com.
- Yeah, keep watchin'.
- And we're clear!
- Whoo!
Yeah!
- Awesome show, you guys.
- You too.
- Agreed.
- And now some punch for you,
for you, and for me.
To Mandy, who knows
what happened to her.
- Let's just be psyched
that she's out of our lives.
- Mm, awesome spit take,
by the way.
- Yeah, it felt good.
- Carly! Guys!
You guys.
- What's up?
- Turn on the TV!
Channel Seven!
- What's on?
- "Seattle Beat."
I turned it on to see if the
band was using my stolen drums.
They were.
And right in the middle
of their song—
- Here, I got it.
- Get off the stage.
- That's Mandy.
- OMG.
- This is too great.
- People of Seattle, this is
the best band ever!
And I'm your guys' biggest
fan in the whole wide world.
Look, I made you guys cookies
with your faces on them, see?
Here's Blake, Derek,
and Susie.
- Suzay.
- I can hang out with you guys
all the time.
- Hey, somebody call the cops.
- Quack.
Quack, quack.
- Here it goes again.
Quack, quack!
Quack, quack,
quack, quack, quack, quack!
- Whoa. Go Mandy.
- Go Mandy!
- Yeah.
- Hi, Carly, Sam, and Freddie.
My name is Ashton,
I live in Southern California.
And this is my special talent.
This is an air-rim,
it's gonna throw me
about 30 feet over to the pad.
I'm a trained professional,
so don't try this at home.
- Love your show.
Bye.
Mmm.