Stargirl

[Cyndi Lauper's "Girls Just Want to Have Fun"]

Whoo!

Mmm.

Oops.

- Hi, Mom. Who changed the locks?

You know, it's true what they say.

Diamonds are a girl's best friend.

No running in the house.

Jennie, here's a little something for the bus.

I'm sorry you have to go, but you know how this works.

Other kids need a home, and you're no kid anymore.

I understand, Mrs. Ordway.

- This was left for you by child services for today.

Happy birthday, Jennie.

- Is this about my brother? - I have no idea.

Okay.

Thank you very much.

- A little advice for out there in the world.

Don't try so hard to be perfect.

You don't have to be for people to like you.

And it's a little annoying.

Todd.

Dad's ring.

Whoa!

- Hey, stop it! Stop!

The fight is over!

Go to your crate.

- I'm very sorry for the damage.

I had no intention of fighting anyone coming here.

Things got out of hand.

Looks like it.

- I mean, look what you did, Court.

Me?

She broke into the house, Pat,

and was trying to steal the green lantern.

I wasn't stealing anything.

This belonged to my father.

Your father?

His name was Alan Scott.

- Does that name mean something to you?

Yeah, it's the Green Lantern.

His ring led me here.

My name is Jennie. Who are you?

I'm Pat Dugan.

You're Stripesy?

You're a legend.

- I am? - He is?

- You built the Star-Rocket Racer.

You're a mechanical genius.

It's an absolute honor to meet you, Mr. Dugan.

And you have Starman's staff, so you must be--

Not Starman's daughter.

Stripesy's?

Stepdaughter.

Pat taught you.

Well, yeah, kinda.

I mean--

- Can you show me how to use the ring?

Please, Mr. Dugan?

Oh, hi, there.

Aww, aren't you cute?

And slobbery.

- All right. Here you go.

- I meant what I said, Ms. Whitmore.

I'm more than okay on the sofa.

- Oh, it's Barbara, and Courtney offered.

Only after you asked her to.

It's fine.

Sleep well, Jennie, okay?

Have a good night.

Go!

Hey.

I thought you might need that.

Thanks.

Pat, how do you know she's really

Green Lantern's daughter?

Well, um...

the JSA didn't talk about their kids a lot, to protect them,

but I know that they had them.

And that ring, it only worked for Alan.

- The cosmic staff only worked for Starman,

and now it works for me.

What if she's not who she says she is?

What if she's, like, a spy or something?

- A spy? - Yeah, for one of the JSA's

old enemies, like, Baron Von Blitzkrieg.

- Okay. There's no "Von," all right?

It's just Baron Blitzkrieg. And he died in the war.

Okay, whoever, then.

- Listen, Court, you're looking for villains everywhere.

And I get it. Being Stargirl, it's--

Everything.

- This life that you're pursuing,

it's more about helping people

than it is fighting the bad guys.

And that's what you're good at.

Yolanda, Rick, Beth,

you gave them a shot when nobody else would.

So how about giving this kid a chance?

[Edvard Grieg's "Morning Mood"]

- I can't thank you enough. - Yeah, neither have I.

- Can someone pass me the milk? I'm really thirsty.

- Some syrup? - Yeah, pass the syrup.

- Please? Does anyone even hear me?

Morning.

- Milk? - Mm-mm-mm.

Wow, really?

Morning, Courtney.

- What's all of this? - Breakfast.

Jennie made it. - Gotta try these pancakes.

- I thought Pat's were unbeatable,

but we sure got a contender here.

- Oh, Pat's are very beatable. - This is like a restaurant.

- I'm glad you like it. - Mmm!

- I loved cooking for everyone in the group home I grew up in.

We had pancake breakfast every Sunday.

Wow, that sounds like fun.

So you fixed the table.

Not me.

- Is this your seat? I'm sorry, I can move--

- I'm not hungry. So, um, what's the plan today?

- Well, finish breakfast. That's gonna take a while.

Then take Jennie down to the garage,

see if we can get the lantern working.

- Great, I'll come with you. - Nope, you've got school.

Summer school.

- Yolanda? Well, what are you doing here?

I thought you got straight A's. - I did.

My parents enrolled me this morning

to "keep me out of trouble."

- Wow, wow. Uh, that's terrible.

Yeah, really, really unfair.

- Good morning, Blue Valley High.

I am Mr. Deisinger, for anyone who hasn't taken my art class,

which is everyone.

Since it's summer, you can all call me Paul.

Okay, who have we got here?

Isaac Bowin?

- Here. - What was that?

Here!