Recess: School's Out poster

Recess: School's Out Quotes

"Saving the world one playground at a time."

G 2001 · 1h 22m
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30 quotes
Unexpected Encounter with a Sci-Fi Twist
Gretchen T.J.? Vince? What are you guys doing here?
T.J. You're not gonna believe this, but…
Gretchen Dematerialized"?!
[shocked]
T.J. Just like out of Star Trek.
Gretchen Fascinating.
Unexpected Military Communication in Recess
Cadet Call for you, sir.
[saluting and holding out a phone]
Captain Brad Gimme that! Captain Brad here.
T.J. Bradley, this is Colonel O'Malley.
Captain Brad Colonel O'Malley?
T.J. Your commanding officer!
Captain Brad Yes, sir! Sorry, sir!
T.J. I hear you've got a soldier there named Griswald. Good man, one of the best.
Captain Brad He is?
[in disbelief]
T.J. You heard me! He's officer material! I've had eyes on him for years. Now pay close attention, Bradley. I've got Griswald on special assignment tonight. So when he gets back to camp, just act like nothing's happened.
Captain Brad Yes, sir!
T.J. And you'd better start making his bed and spit-shining his shoes as well. That's all for now. Carry on. Okay, Spinelli, you're next.
Emergency at School Involves Principal Prickly
Vince T.J., what are you doing here?
T.J. You've got to come back to town. It's an emergency.
Vince What? I can't just leave.
T.J. Look, something weird is going on at the school. Principal Prickly got dematerialized!
Vince Dematerialized"? T.J., you're crazy.
T.J. Am I?
[holding up Principal Prickly's burnt golf shoes]
Becky Mt. Van Buren? That's 20 miles away. I'm not taking you there.
T.J. Dear Diary, I dreamed of Jimmy again. He was rocking me so gently, just like he rocks the grease off a basket of hot and steamy onion rings.
[takes out her diary; reading]
Vince Whoa! Let me look at that.
Becky Jerks.
[moans in annoyance]
Confrontation of Past Grievances and Insults
Benedict A confiscated walkie-talkie. Why do you do these things to me, Pete? Do you enjoy tormenting me? Do you hate me?
[looking at T.J.'s walkie-talkie]
Prickly I don't hate you, Phil. I just think you're insane!
Benedict Insane". Well, there you go again, Pete. Insulting me, hurting my feelings, just like thirty years ago. Only this time, Petey, I'm ready. You see, all those years, no matter how big I got, no matter how successful, I always thought about you. HOW YOU EMBARRASSED ME! HOW YOU HUMILIATED ME! How you destroyed my relationship with Muriel Finster, THE ONLY WOMAN I EVER LOVED!
[laughs dryly; looking out Principal Prickly's office window; angrily]
T.J. That part still grosses me out, sir.
[aside, to Prickly]
Prickly Shh!
Benedict But this time, Pete, I'm gonna humiliate you. This time, I'm gonna prove to the world that you were wrong and I was right!
Prickly About what?
Benedict About recess! About freedom! About test scores! I found a way to prove my theory. I'm gonna get rid of the biggest recess of em all! I am gonna get rid of summer vacation!
T.J. You FIEND!
[enraged]
Benedict Fiend". You try to help people, that's the thanks you've had.
Prickly It'll never work, Phil.
Benedict Well, actually, Pete, that's where you're wrong. You see, all I have to do is modify the moon's orbit ever so slightly... ...and tide levels on the Eastern Seaboard rise eight feet. Move the moon over here... ...and the currents that warm California suddenly become ice-cold. Summer, as we know it, will become a thing of the past. And without summer... no summer vacation.
[presses a red button on a remote and a holographic globe and moon rise up from the floor; presses the red button; presses the red button again; presses the red button, and the globe diagram grows icicles; T.J. and Prickly gasp in horror; grins evilly]
T.J. You'll never get away with this, Benedict!
[angrily]
Benedict Oh ja? Well, who's gonna stop me?
The Consequences of Losing Recess
Benedict You took my chick. You took my job. Well, enjoy it while you can, Petey boy, cause you're gonna pay! Somehow, someway, you're gonna pay.
[threateningly vowing, in flashback]
Prickly I never saw Phillium again. He quit teaching, went into politics. Eventually became Secretary of Education - until the President fired him for trying to get rid of recess again. Only this time it was nationwide.
T.J. So that guy's some weirdo ex-teacher who wants to get rid of recess?
Prickly Mm-hmm.
[nodding]
T.J. Okay. Now it's personal.
Mysterious Lights and a Chasing Figure
T.J. Hey, Dad, what do they use the school for during the summer?
Mr. Detweiler The school? They lock it up, it's empty. Why?
T.J. Well, today when I was riding by the school, and I saw some green lights glowing in the window, then this big scary-looking bald guy chased me away.
Mr. Detweiler Green lights glowing in the window you say? and A big scary-looking bald guy?
T.J. Well, this really scary looking guy and--
Mrs. Detweiler Oh, I'm sure he was just cleaning up.
T.J. I don't know. I think something weird's going on in there. Something really weird.
Mrs. Detweiler Mrs. LaSalle was right. We should've sent him to some kind of camp.
[sighs; to her husband]
T.J. 9:32 A.M. Ugly bald guy still guarding the school. 9:32-and-a-half A.M. Grownups wrong. School's not empty. 9:32 and three quarters. Green glow in window again. I'm going in for a closer look.
[takes out his tape recorder to take notes; looks through binoculars and sees some vehicles approaching; speaks into tape recorder; looks through binoculars, seeing a green light coming through the cafeteria windows; speaks into tape recorder]
Ceremony of Crowning King Freddie II
King Bob I, King Bob, as my last official act before entering middle school, hereby anoint this boy here King Freddie II. May you boss around all of the kids with fairness.
[takes off his helmet; places helmet on Freddie's head; stamps the letter "F" on the helmet; to King Freddie II]
Jerome The King has graduated! Long live the King!
Captain Brad Elbow up! Eyes forward! You call that kazoo playing?!
[shouting at the Safety Rangers]
Ashley B. Ah, ceremony.
Ashley Q. I'm, like, moved, Ashley A.
Ashley A. Say what you want about their personal lives, Ashley Q. The royals have such style.
Creative Inventions and Teenage Moments
Vince Infrared night vision, 200-to-1 zoom. I gotta hand it to you, Gretch. You can see the whole school with this thing.
[watching the school through night-vision digital camera]
Gretchen You can make lots of handy devices out of the spare parts in a family's garage. Why, I once fashioned a particle accelerator out of a broken hair dryer and a four-slice toaster oven.
Spinelli Tonight, the magical moment arrived. We met behind the drive-thru menu and kissed passionately as the sound of the deep fat fryer faded into the night." Man, I wish I had an older sister.
[reading Becky's diary; laughs along with Gus]
Mikey Laugh if you will. I think it's beautiful.
T.J. Sorry I'm late, guys. But I had to wait till my mom and dad fell asleep before I could sneak out with the goodies.
[showing up; holds up his backpack with roast beef and mashed potatoes in plastic bags]
Mikey Roast beef and mashed potatoes! My favorite!
[gasps; scarfs down some roast beef]
T.J. I also managed to swipe this.
[takes out a large tub of Rocky Road ice cream]
Mikey Rocky Road! My other favorite!
[gasps again]
Spinelli Hey, give me some of that!
Gretchen Excuse me, but, aren't we supposed to eat dinner before dessert?
Spinelli Good one, Gretch!
Vince Man, you were right, T.J. This is the life.
Spinelli Hanging out with your friends, eating ice cream, spying on bad guys.
Gus It's the ultimate kid experience.
Gretchen Too bad these days are numbered.
Vince Yeah, this probably the last summer we'll get to do stuff like this.
T.J. Kinda whomps, huh?
Spinelli Hey, remember that summer after 2nd grade when we went down to the pond every day to catch minnows?
Gretchen Or how about that summer we all carved our initials in that big tree in the Wilsons backyard?
Vince And Spinelli spelled hers wrong.
Spinelli Hey, I was seven, and S's are tricky. What's your problem? This is the first summer you've lived here.
[notices Gus sobbing]
Gus I know. And I'll never have any of those memories.
[hugs his arms around Gretchen as she comforts him]
Mikey Know what I'll never forget? That song T.J.'s sister taught us the first summer after Kindergarten.
T.J. Oh, yeah. Back when she was nice.
[remembers]
Searching for Proof of a Conspiracy
Vince Okay, Teej, you were right. Something weird is going on in the school. And Prickly must be in on it.
Gus I say we go to the police.
T.J. I already went to the police. I went to everyone. Nobody'll listen.
Gretchen What we need is proof.
Vince Proof? How are we gonna get proof?
T.J. I got a plan. A stakeout.
Vince A stakeout?
T.J. Yeah. We can stay up in my treehouse and watch the school every night until something happens.
Spinelli Like one of them TV cop shows.
T.J. Sure. And the next time those laser guys make a move, we'll catch em red-handed.
Gretchen We can take pictures with my night-vision digital cam.
Gus Then we call in the feds and, bang, we got em.
Vince Only one problem-- what about camp?
Gus Oh, yeah. If my dad finds out I've gone AWOL, he'll throw me in the brig till September.
T.J. Not to worry. All I gotta do is get Becky to drive you guys back to camp in the morning, and then at night, we'll pick you up again. You'll be campers by day, spies by night.
Gus But what if the camp counselors notice we're not there?
T.J. Leave that to me.
A Future Taxpayer's Determination
T.J. Laugh at me, will ya?! I'm gonna be a taxpayer someday!
[walks out of the police station]
Ninja Warriors and School Conspiracy Concerns
Ms. Finster I'm telling you, a troop of ninja warriors is using Third Street School as a secret jujitsu training ground!
[at the police station]
Cop #2 Ninja warriors. Elementary school. Jujitsu training ground? Hey, lady, aren't you forgetting the magic laser beam?
[writes down on his notepad while the other officer behind him, tries to hold in his laughter; The two cops laugh]
Ms. Finster I'm SERIOUS!
Cop #1 So are we. Hey, I got an idea: why don't you go home, get some rest and we'll make a personal call to ]?
[[Jackie Chan]
Cop #2 Yeah, he's the perfect man for a job like this.
[The cops laugh again]
Ms. Finster I'm telling ya, SOMETHING IS GOING ON IN THAT SCHOOL!
Confiscated Walkie-Talkie Sparks Unexpected Discovery
T.J. Dang! The line's dead. Hey, Principal Prickly, what did you do with the walkie-talkie you confiscated from me last week?
[picks up the phone to call for help]
Prickly Top drawer, on the right. Just look what Phil's done to my office. I had it all nice and clean for the summer.
T.J. Packs of gum, yo-yos, my old baseball… Hey, I've been looking for this. Ah, here it is, my walkie-talkie. Now all I gotta do is contact the guys and-- Oh, no.
[opens up the right top drawer of the desk and digs through; sees something shocking on the wall; horrified]
Prickly What is it, Detweiler? I told em that guy was a nut.
[looks up at the wall; shocked]
T.J. Hello? Hello, is anybody there?
[through walkie-talkie]
Vince It's T.J.! T.J., buddy, you okay?
T.J. Yeah, I'm fine, and so is Principal Prickly.
[on walkie-talkie]
Vince Principal Prickly? But, how--
[through walkie-talkie]
T.J. Look, I don't have time to explain, but I think we've figured out what Benedict is up to. He's trying… to get rid of summer vacation!
Mikey NO!!!!!
[devastated]
T.J. Guys, guys, don't freak out on me. I got a plan. All we gotta do is… Why, Mr. Bald Guy, what a surprise.
[Kojak/Bald Guy swipes the walkie-talkie out of his hands; chuckles nervously]
Spinelli T.J.! T.J.!
Gretchen It's dead!
Mikey They must've got him!
Gus What are we gonna do?! What are we gonna do?!
Vince There's only one thing we can do… We gotta get help.
[determined]
Becky Bow-wow! Good morning. Welcome to Floppy Burger. May I take your order, please?
[through speaker box]
Vince Becky, this is Vince.
Becky Vince? What are you doing here?
Spinelli It's not just Vince. It's me, Gretchen, and everybody. We got a problem!
Becky Yeah, well, I got a problem too… It's called six dweeby 10-year-olds who won't leave me alone, even when I'm at work. I am a professional! So whatever your little problem is, forget it!
Gretchen But it's about T.J.
Gus He's in trouble and he needs your help!
Becky Well, isn't that nice? After stealing my diary, threatening to put it on the Internet, and making me drive across the state three times, he needs my help?! Give me one good reason why I should help him. Just one!
Mikey Cause he's your little brother and he needs you.
[serious]
Becky Please pull forward to the second drive-thru window.
Unexpected Ninjas Cause Gus's Frustration
Gus Ninjas! Why did they have to be ninjas?!
Ice Cream Incident at Recess
Miss Finster My ice cream! Stop it! Stop it, I say! You little monsters are in trouble now! Just wait till Principal Prickly hears about this!
Principal Prickly Attention, students, this is Principal Prickly talking.
[over speaker]
Miss Finster Well, that was fast.
[impressed but surprised]
Principal Prickly Some of you may have noticed ice cream on the playground. I want you to know that I will not stand for this. This ice cream should be eaten immediately.
Miss Finster Huh?
[shocked]
Principal Prickly In addition, I want you to all ignore Miss Finster, no matter what she says, about ice cream or anything else!
Miss Finster This can't be happening.
[stunned]
Principal Prickly Furthermore, I want to inform you all that I have a fat, saggy butt, which I like to scratch every hour on the hour.
T.J. Also, I want to apologize to all of you, for being such a mean principal, taking away hall passes, giving guys recess detention, refusing to accept sick notes, just because it doesn't look like a guy's mom's signature, making kids stand at the wall for 10 whole minutes, with no break. Man, I feel ashamed of myself for all the terrible, rotten things I've done. And next year, I promise to-- Why, Principal Prickly, sir, what a surprise.
[pauses as a magnificent shadow looms over him; it is Principal Prickly, scowling at him; nervously]
Tensions Rise in the Old Room
Vince Hey, this is our old room.
[seeing that they've hidden in their old classroom]
Gus I hope somebody's feeding the gerbil.
T.J. Shh. I hear something.
[hearing voices talking]
Benedict We're losing patience, people. I want this system working now. DO YOU HEAR ME?! NOW!
[echoing]
Lazenby We're doing out best, sir. We've just run into a few technical difficulties.
[echoing]
Gretchen It's coming from up there.
[points up to a vent]
Analyzing Advanced Technology in a School Setting
Benedict That photon channeler is a piece of equipment! Like a carburettor in your car, for crying out loud! You're supposed to be a brilliant thinker! Do you know what brilliant thinkers are supposed to do? THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO THINK!
[yelling at one of his scientists offscreen]
Spinelli Whoa, what is all this stuff?
Gretchen Well, against the far wall is what looks to be a plutonium turbine. Closer ahead, you'll absorb a global electrode. To your right is the laser device we saw earlier, and of course, that glowing orb-- an electron pulse generator. Clearly, the nerve center of the entire system.
T.J. Shh! The bad guys are talking.
[quietly]
Lazenby But, Dr. Benedict, please--
Benedict No, let me make this clear to you, Lazenby. We have a thing called a "window of opportunity". If we miss the window of opportunity, then the project fails! And if the project fails, then I get very, very ANGRY!
Fenwick But they may have a point, sir. It seems the logistical problems are a bit more complicated than Dr. Steinheimer thought!
Steinheimer Yes, it would be a lot easier if we could move the laser to a more appropriate location.
Benedict This operation will be executed as planned, from right here! Have I made myself clear?!
Lazenby But sir--
Benedict NO BUTS! It started at Third Street, it is going to END at Third Street!
Desperate Pleas Amidst Teenage Frustrations
T.J. 11:57 A.M. Principal Prickly dematerialized in horrifying field of electricity. The cops won't listen. Mom and Dad won't listen. I gotta get the guys together. It's the only way!
[runs back to his house after Principal Prickly got dematerialized; takes out his tape recorder; runs up to Becky's room for help]
Becky Like, I am so through with him, Melissa. He asked me if I spoke French and then winked at me.
[on the phone]
T.J. Becky, you gotta help me! I need a ride up to Chesterville, pronto!
Becky Are you kidding? I'm not doing anything for you, you little dork.
T.J. Oh, how I dream of the mustache fuzz on Jimmy's sweaty lips, glistening as he cooks in the light of a dozen hamburger heat lamps.
[takes her sister's diary out of his jacket pocket; clears throat and reads]
Becky Hey, that's my diary! Give me that!
T.J. Ah-ah-ah! I've got copies. Now either you give me a ride, or this baby hits the Internet.
T.J. Thanks for driving me, Becky. You're the sweetest big sister a kid could ask.
Becky And you are the annoying pet monkey I wish I never got!
T.J. Hey, I try to keep things interesting. Oh, next rest stop, pull in. I gotta take care of business.
Chaos in the Schoolyard
Gretchen People, people! Just quiet down for a moment!
[trying to get all the kids' attention]
Vince Oh, man, nobody's listening.
Spinelli They'll listen to me, once I introduce them to my good friend Madame Fist!
Vince Come on, Spinelli. That's your answer for everything.
Spinelli Well, I don't see you coming up with any great ideas, sports boy.
Mikey Listen to the two of you. You're not helping things at all!
Gus QUIET!!!!! What we need is a leader. A kid with the right training. A kid who knows strategy and field tactics. A kid who commands respect.
[yelling; Spinelli, Vince, and Mikey all look at him]
Vince Yeah, but where we gonna find a kid like that?
Gus Leave that to me.
Gretchen Please! We have to get organized.
[whistles and all the kids finally get her attention]
Digger Sam Ah, what's the use?
Ashley A. Yeah. If what you say is true, all the fun of being a kid is, like, totally ruined anyway.
Upside-Down Girl It's like the whole world's been turned right-side up!
Gretchen Not necessarily. All we have to do is work together and come up with a plan.
Francis (Hustler Kid) Detweiler's the one who always comes up with the plans.
Digger Sam Yeah, let's face it, we're doomed!
Spinelli That's what you think! Kids of the playground, meet your new commanding officer.
Captain Brad Griswald? He couldn't lead a glee club!
[he and all the other kids laugh]
Gus You find that funny, Bradley? Well, I'm not here to make jokes. I'm here to make history! So if you wanna laugh, take it somewhere else! But if you wanna save the world, then suck in your gut and stand at attention! Now who's with me?
[marches over to him as he stops laughing; sharply; Brad immediately stands at attention]
Discovery of Principal Prickly's Golf Pants
T.J. 10:41 A.M. Gang back at camp. I'm going in alone. Hey. 10:43 A.M. I found what appear to be... Principal Prickly's golf pants?
[takes out tape recorder; looks both ways, then runs to the school, looking through the window, suddenly hears voices and quickly climbs into the dumpster to hide, and ends up finding a pair of orange golf pants; takes out tape recorder]
Confrontation Over Snoop Accusation at School
Kojak/Bald Guy Well, well, well, if it ain't the little snoop!
T.J. What?! I ain't no snoop! 9:32 A.M. Ugly bald guy still guarding the school. Oops.
[Kojak/Bald Guy plays the tape recorder; voice on tape; chuckles nervously]
Kojak/Bald Guy Let's go, snoop. You're in big trouble now.
T.J. Ow! Ow! Hey, watch the jacket, it's cotton! Principal Prickly! You're alive!
[being dragged; gets thrown into a storage closet and sees Principal Prickly in a chair, with his hands tied behind his back and his mouth taped up; takes the tape off Prickly's mouth]
Principal Prickly Ow! Would you be careful?!
T.J. Boy, am I glad to see you, sir? You won't believe what these guys are doing in the auditorium. They got this big laser gun and-- Whoa, who took your pants?
[notices him in his golf underwear]
Technical Difficulties in Communication
Benedict Dr. Rosenthal, why did the beam suddenly, uh, what's the technical word for it, um, stop?!
Rosenthal W-Well, err, as I believe you were told before--
[nervously]
Benedict Told before"? Do you think I care what I was told before?
[scoffs and approaches him threateningly]
Rosenthal Please, sir, I-I'll do better next time--
Benedict Next time"! Isn't that cute? Rosenthal, let me ask you something. Say you were a teacher, or even better, say, the principal of a school, and you had to deal with a delinquent student, a naughty child who didn't know his place, who kept telling you over and over that he'd do better "next time" - but he never did. What would you do?
Rosenthal Oh, no... n-not detention! Not detention!
[in terror]
Benedict Take him away!
[to his guards]
Rosenthal No, please, I can fix it! DON'T DO THIS TO MEEEE...!
[as the guards drag him out]
Concern Over T.J.'s Claims of Danger
T.J. MOM! MOM!
[running back to his house, after discovering what is going on in the school; accidentally runs into the sliding glass door]
Mrs. Detweiler T.J.! Are you all right?
T.J. Mom! There's guys at the school! They're doing some kind of evil experiment!
Mrs. Detweiler Oh, dear. That bonk on the head must have rattled your little brain.
T.J. But, Mom--
Mrs. Detweiler You're feverish! You wait right here. I'll go get the baby thermometer and the petroleum jelly.
[feeling his head]
T.J. Uh... Dad, Dad! Dad!
[He runs to the garage, where his father is fixing the car.]
Mr. Detweiler What is it, boy?
T.J. Those evil bad guys have got a laser beam, and they're lifting the safe--
Mr. Detweiler T.J., did you run into the sliding glass door again?
[rolls out from under the car]
T.J. No, but-- Yeah, but-- GAAAH!
[frustrated; runs off]
Mr. Detweiler Come back! Your mom's gonna want to take your temperature!
The Joys of Summer Vacation
Vince Man, T.J., that prank was sweet.
Spinelli Yeah, you should've seen the look on Finster's face. I thought she was gonna blow a gasket.
Mikey Those limesicles were tasty.
T.J. A tasty beginning to a tasty summer. Twelve weeks of nothing but riding bikes, hanging out at the lake and T.P.-ing the West Side Golf Course. Summer vacation, the ultimate recess.
Vince Yeah, I can't wait to get to baseball camp.
T.J. Baseball camp? What are you talking about?
[stops walking; having to have heard that]
Spinelli Actually, T.J., I'm gonna be out of town too. See, the Big Time Wrestling Federation has this training camp, and I gotta learn some new moves if I'm ever gonna turn pro.
T.J. But, Spinelli.
Gus It's Military Camp for me. My dad says I need to learn to be a leader.
Gretchen I shall be attending the Mt. Van Buren Space Camp. Don't wanna let those science geeks get ahead of me.
T.J. You mean, you're all going to camp?
Mikey Not me.
T.J. Thank goodness.
[relieved, or so he thought]
Mikey The Young Voices Training Program doesn't like the word "camp." They provide opportunities for aspiring singers to train their voices in a rigorous yet supportive setting.
T.J. But summer's gonna be ruined. What am I gonna do? Play baseball by myself? Watch reruns? Read?!
Vince Sorry, man, but we gotta think about our future.
Spinelli Yeah, we can't waste the whole summer just fooling around like kids.
T.J. But we are kids!
Gretchen Actually, as of the completion of fourth grade, we are technically considered pre-young adults.
Mikey And next year we won't even be pre.
T.J. But… All right, let's make the most of the time we've got left. When do you all leave?
[sighs; understanding his friends are right]
Vince First thing in the morning.
T.J. Oh, man.
Gretchen Well, there's my bus. Better get going.
Uncovering Secrets in a Personal Date Book
Gretchen There must be something in here that'll explain what that Dr. Benedict is doing.
Spinelli Well, I'll tell you one thing he's not doing-- he's not having lunch tomorrow at 12:22 with his little girlfriend.
[erases the entry in a datebook; giggling]
Mikey Spinelli, that's the man's personal date book.
Spinelli Well, it's mine now, and I guess Miss Luna Pergum is gonna be waiting at the restaurant all by herself.
Gretchen Who did you say?
[hearing that name before]
Spinelli The girl whose name is in here-- Luna Pergum. Must be some Italian chick.
Gretchen Lunae Perigeum, of course!
[snatches the book out of her hands]
Vince What are you talking about, Gretchen?
Gretchen Don't you understand? Lunae Perigeum is no lady. It's an event. Look. Once a month, the moon reaches the point where it's closest to the Earth-- lunar perigee, which in this case happens to be 12:22 tomorrow afternoon.
Gus Hey, maybe that's when that doctor guy is gonna shoot his laser beam at the moon and blow it up.
Gretchen Close, Gus, but I have another theory. See, when I was up at Space Camp, I observed some strange abnormalities in the moon's position. I couldn't figure out what was causing it, but now it all makes sense! Dr. Benedict's device is not a laser beam at all. It's a tractor beam!
Mikey You mean he's gonna plow the moon's surface? Whatever will he plant?
Spinelli Not a tractor, you goombah. A tractor beam. Like from a science fiction movie.
Gretchen Precisely. But see, theoretically, if the powerful tractor beam will shot at the moon exactly at lunar perigee, it could move the moon into another orbit.
Vince Move the moon? But why would anybody want to do that?
Gretchen Who knows, Vince? Who knows?
[gazes up at the moon in the night sky]
Locked in a Birdcage During Crisis
T.J. Help! Help! Somebody get us out of here!
Prickly Calm down, Detweiler. I've got the--
T.J. Calm down?! We're locked in a giant birdcage while a madman is out there trying to destroy summer vacation, and you want me to calm down?!
Prickly I understand, but I--
T.J. How can you understand?! You're just a grownup! What do YOU know about summer vacation?!
Prickly I'll let you in on a little secret, Detweiler. Every adult you've ever known was a kid at some time in his life. You think we don't remember summer vacation? Riding bikes down by the creek, catching polliwogs in a jar, camping out under the stars? Well, you're wrong! Some days, I sit there in my office, looking out at you kids on the playground and I think, "They don't know how good they've got it. In a few years, they're all going to be grown-ups like me, and all those good times will be memories for them too". So go ahead. Put a whoopie-cushion in my chair. Cover my carpet with fake vomit. Make fun of my "big, saggy butt". But don't you ever say I don't care about summer vacation, because those memories are the last part of childhood I've got left.
[stands and puts his hands akimbo; pause]
T.J. Principal Prickly... I had no idea...
[surprised and moved]
Prickly Yeah? Well, now you do. So let's stop messing around.
[holds up keys]
T.J. Hey! How did you get those keys?
Prickly Swiped them off Phillium's desk when he wasn't looking. Now come on - we've got a summer vacation to save!
[unlocking the cage door]
Mystery of the Missing Principal Unfolds
Gretchen Double-knit polyester. These are Prickly's all right.
[examining the pants with a magnifying glass]
Spinelli But why would the bald guy wanna pretend to be Principal Prickly?
Vince And where's the real Principal Prickly anyway?
Gretchen Wait a minute. There's something in here. "Help me?
[digs into in the pants' pocket, feeling something inside; pulls out a note that reads…]
Mikey It sounds like a desperate cry for help!
Vince Then Principal Prickly must still be in the school.
Gus Being held captive!
T.J. You know what that means, don't you guys? We gotta go in there and save him. Bikes?
[determined; he and his friends gear up with weapons and gadgets]
Vince Check.
T.J. Walkie-talkie?
Gus Check.
T.J. Rope with pointy thing?
Mikey Check.
[holding the rope with a grappling hook]
T.J. Good. Then let's go.
Spinelli I still say this is nuts. I mean, breaking out of the school I understand, but breaking in?
A Sense of Urgency Among Friends
Vince We gotta get out of here!
Mikey Uh-oh.
[has the sudden feeling he's about to burp]
T.J. What is it?
Mikey I got that feeling, T.J.!
Spinelli Hold it in, big guy. Hold it in!
Mikey I can't!
[covers his mouth and belches so loud, it echoes throughout the auditorium]
Fenwick What was that?
[hearing that]
Benedict Someone had better say, "Excuse me." Fenwick, who let children into the school?
[the air vent above fails, dumping the gang to the floor; Benedict and his men stare at them]
Fenwick Uh, not me, sir.
Benedict WELL, GET THEM!
T.J. RUN!
A Familiar Face from the Past
Benedict Hello, Pete. Remember me?
[smirking]
Prickly Well, well, if it isn't Phillium Benedict. I should have known you'd be the one behind this.
[frowning]
T.J. Principal Prickly, you know this guy?
Benedict Ah, Pete and I are old pals. Only the last time we saw each other, he was the one ruining my life. Hey, by the way, Pete, you like the suit? It's Italian, raw silk - nice, huh?
Prickly Yeah, you always were more concerned about appearances than people, Phil.
Benedict Oh, Pete, come on, there's no need to be rude! Not after I instructed my men to take such special care of you.
Prickly Special care"?! That's what you call gagging me, tying me up and taking away my pants?!
Benedict Had to, Pete. Otherwise you might run off and betray me, like you did the last time! But, hey, you know, look at the bright side. At least you've got company now.
[ruffles T.J.'s head]
Prickly Let the boy go, Phil. He can't do anything to you.
Benedict Same old noble Pete. Always standing up for the rights of children.
[signs]
T.J. You?
[surprised, to Prickly]
Prickly Well, uh...
[shrugging]
Benedict But unfortunately, I can't let anybody go right now. You see, this experimental, um... night school that I'm running is kind of a secret. I'm trying to show that my... adult students can be trained to be capable and productive members of society.
T.J. Oh yeah?! Well, if you're just running a "night school", then what's that giant laser gun doing in the auditorium?!
Benedict What a rude and badly dressed little boy you are. You know, you should teach your pupils a little respect for their superiors, Pete. But that would mean that you'd have to know how to teach them anything at all, wouldn't it?
[contemptuously; turns back to Prickly]
Unbelievable Claims of Ninja Warriors and Lasers
Cop #1 So you're saying you just escaped from a troop of ninja warriors?
Vince That's right!
Cop #2 And they got a giant laser gun in the school's auditorium?
Gretchen Precisely!
Cop #1 Which is aimed at the moon?
Mikey Thank heavens you understand!
A Secret Plan Unfolds Among Friends
T.J. Thanks a lot, sis.
Becky You owe me gas money.
[grumpily; drives off]
Spinelli Okay, Teej, what's this big secret plot of yours?
T.J. Follow me.