Bruno & Boots: Go Jump in the Pool Page #7

I never thought

It'd be like this again

How could I know it'd be

With you again?

And now we're wasting time

And we're wasting life

As we drive

As we drive

As we drive

We're going to make

French croissants today.

May I use this...

What?

What, Ms. Davis? What?

On my walk over here,

I happened to pass

Bruno and Boots,

soaking wet and exhausted.

Ms. Davis,

this is an administrative

matter.

Please do not concern yourself

with it.

This is not about

the Hall, or some pool,

or even teaching those boys

a lesson anymore.

This is about you

being embarrassed

in front of all those boys

and girls and Ms. Scrimmage.

They broke the rules

and they knew it.

Oh, Willy, come on.

You are punishing those boys

because they care more about the

school than your stupid rules.

That is not

an administrative matter.

That stinks like a fish.

What are you doing?

Does it look like

I'm sleeping?

Because that might give you

a hint.

Nah, dude.

You gotta help me come up with

some more stuff

for this fan site.

Man, I don't have

a website or a fan page,

or whatever. I have a collection

of out-of-focus pictures

with some poorly spelled

motivational quotes.

Dude, these quotes

are awesome. Look.

Look.

"Never forget

where you parked."

What? Come on, man.

Dude, that's good advice.

Besides, man.

If you didn't have me, you

wouldn't even have a fan site.

If it wasn't for you,

I wouldn't be smelling

like garbage and chalk

for the last two weeks.

And, you know,

I never even asked you

to make a fan site.

How am I supposed to sell your

parents if you've just given up?

I have given up, Bruno.

Look, the fan site

hasn't done anything.

The fundraisers, the schemes...

My parents are sending me

to York next year anyway.

Man, it's over.

Wait, what?

Dude...

why didn't you tell me that?

Because you would have just

come up with some crazy new plan

and gotten us into even more

trouble.

Well, shows what you know.

Okay, I didn't know that

and I still came up

with some crazy, insane plan

that got us into a bunch

of trouble.

But you know,

at least I'm trying.

Who cares? We lost!

Like we do against every

swim meet with York.

You know, maybe we should

just accept it.

Maybe winning

really isn't everything.

Do you know who says stuff

like that, Boots? Losers.

Maybe I'd rather be

a loser with friends

than a winner with just you.

Bruno. Yo, wait, man.

I didn't mean that--

No, just, just...

It's not what you did wrong,

okay?

I couldn't be mad

at you or anything

I'm just getting frustrated.

Where are you going?

Just leave me alone!

Oh, my God--

Go get Wilbur.

Thing is, you may not be

entirely responsible for,

you know, the entire

turn of events.

Sometimes it's important to let

an outside party help you see

how you may be using, you know,

your own issues to get in

the way of what's important.

Like your job and,

uh, friendship.

Do you know what I'm saying?

Sir,

are you feeling all right?

I'm trying to say I'm sorry.

Okay?

Headmaster Sturgeon.

Bob Hartley here.

Did I catch you at a bad time?

I won't be a second.

Just heard some rumblings

about your swim team.

Toll road, or some such?

Your concern is very,

very touching, Hartley.

Well, I just wanted to give

you the opportunity

to back out

of next weeks' swim meet.

Ha, ha! I wouldn't want

to cause you any more...

embarrassment.

I want you to listen very,

very carefully

to what I'm about

to say to you, Hartley.

My boys have

never embarrassed me,

or the school, or themselves.

Not once. What they have done

is stood up for Macdonald Hall

with honor, enthusiasm,

and a good spirit

that your boys

would do well to learn.

In fact, the only time

it would embarrass me

is if they didn't

stand up to a bunch

of arrogant,

over-privileged turkeys.

I--

And that's not gonna happen

on my watch.

Goodbye, Hartley!

Shake hands, apologize

and get back to work.

There's a race to win.

Bruno, you know why I didn't

tell you about me going to York?

Sure. You didn't

want me to come up

with some crazy

Bruno scheme, right?

Dude, believe me, I get it.

No, no. It wasn't that.

I didn't want

to tell you because...

because I felt like

I let you down.

You know?

After everything you did for me.

And I'm sorry.

You're a good friend, Boots.

No, I'm not.

I'm the best.

You boys here

to catch round two?

No, of course not.

Why? Should I go

grab some chairs?

Very funny.

It sure is nice to

have the kind of pals

you don't have to be all weird

to and apologize to, eh?

Um...

I'm sorry I brought

so much fun into your lives.

Um...

I'm sorry for not

listening to you guys

and getting you

into all that trouble.

So when do we start

fundraising?

We can't.

The swim meet's next week

and Boots is going to York

unless we help him win.

So let's do it.

Come here, you.

Hey, guys.

You know, you can't have

a proper swim team

without proper

training equipment.

So this friend of yours

went to every school

in the area, picked up all the

scrap equipment she could,

and then needed some help

putting it together.

So how could I say no to someone

so determined, huh?

Thanks...

for sticking with me.

This is sweet.

George! George.

Haven't you been expelled yet?

What were you and Bruno

fighting about anyway?

I'm-- I'm Bruno.

He's Boots.

I don't actually care.

Boots is still going to York

and we still only have

75 grand for our pool.

I-I-I'm sorry. Did you say

you've raised $75,000?

As in seven five?

And we still have

to double it. But like,

how are we supposed to

do that?

And before Boots leaves?

It's impossible.

Bruno,

you don't like me

and frankly, I don't like you.

But there's one thing

we both love.

Animals dressed

in doctor outfits?

No.

Money.

Now what if I told you

I could help double

yours within a week.

Okay...

Follow me.

It's totally brilliant.

It is insanely complicated,

but it might just work.

We can't do it.

Okay, hold up, bro.

I don't think we should do this.

Espe--

Oh. Wait. We can't?

Any plan I come up with

just gets you guys

into a bunch of trouble

and honestly,

I don't really want to do that

to you guys anymore.

That's...

mature... of you.

Are you feeling okay, buddy?

We can do this.

Guys, I told you. I'm done

with coming up with--

This isn't about you,

Bruno.

It's about the Hall.

We got this.

We don't got this. Like, no.

You don't understand

what's going on--

Yo, we got this, man.

Clean yourself.

Yeah, okay.

So you're sure about this York

Academy Gold Club, George?

My friend,

there are rich kids

and then there are rich kids.

Not a scratch.

Bruno, Cathy.

Allow me to introduce you

to Randolph Mortimer

Winthorpe the Seventh.

Or is it the Eighth?

Who can keep track?

George, never got

a chance to congratulate you

on that Lorelai IPO. Good tip.

Thank you, Randolph. I'm sorry

you didn't take my advice.

So is my portfolio.

I'm interested in something

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