Eddie's Million Dollar Cook Off Page #2

I'm Just Asking.

[Timer Dings]

Oh, Yeah

Cinnamon.

Cinnamon.

Cinnamon.

Basil.

Basil.

Basil.

Cardamom.

Cardamom.

Cardamom.

Caraway.

Caraway.

Caraway.

Come On, Buddy,

Let's Go.

Keep Going,

Keep It Going.

Get That For Me,

Get That For Me.

Get That For Me. Thank You.

It's Going Good.

It's Going Good.

Mash 'Em.

Yeah.

Ooh, Yeah

Hey, We Got Pizza!

How's Mom?

I'm Fine.

Dad Fainted Twice.

I Didn't Faint.

Men Pass Out,

They Don't Faint.

Did You Put

The Food Away, Honey?

Nope.

I Cooked It Instead.

Ok. There's No Way

I'm Eating That.

[Laughter]

You're Gonna Lose It.

Hey, How About That?

Mom:
Well, I, For One,

Am Quite Impressed.

You Boys Have Done

An Amazing Job.

Hey, Don't Look At Us.

We Had Nothing

To Do With It.

It Was All Eddie.

Yeah, It Was Like

He Was Possessed

Or Something.

Well, We're Gonna

Have To Start Calling

You Chef Eddie.

[Laughter]

More Like Eddie Crocker.

Ooh!

Ooh!

At Least Now I Know

What To Get You

For Your Birthday.

An Apron!

[Laughter]

Or An Easy-Bake Oven.

Knock It Off.

You Know, Now,

He Always Did Like

Making Little Cookies

With His Play-Doh.

No, I Didn't!

Ok, I Think That's Enough.

Oh, Come On,

Mom. Look.

It's Edwina,

The Daughter You've

Always Wanted.

Come On.

Hi, I'm Edwina.

I'm The Little French Chef

Of The Eighth Grade,

And My Hobbies Are Cooking

And...And, Well, Cooking!

I Said Knock It Off!

Oh, Come On,

Relax, Eddie.

We're Just

Teasing Ya.

It's Not Like

Anybody Thinks

You're Gonna

Trade In Your

Baseball Mitt

For An Oven Mitt.

[Laughter]

I Don't Know, Dad.

Do They Let Girls

Play In Major

League Baseball?

Ohh!

All Right.

Guys! Guys!

[Laughter]

No. Forget It.

No Way. I'm Not

Taking Wood Shop, Ok?

I Like Having 10 Fingers.

I Can Throw A Baseball,

I Can Hold A Pencil,

And It Means I Can Do This.

Frankie, You're

Not Listening.

It's The Easiest Class.

How Hard Can It Be

To Make A Birdhouse?

Besides, If You Cut

Something Off,

They Pack It In Ice,

Sew It Back On.

It's No Big Deal.

Guys, Guys,

You're Not Even

Listening, Ok?

Alex And Andy

Both Said That

Computer Science

Is The Class

To Take.

Everyone

Gets An "A,"

And For Homework,

You Get To Play

Video Games.

Hey.

Hmm.

No, Mom, I'm Not Playing

On The Computer.

I'm Just Studying

For My Final.

They Better Have

An Advanced Placement,

'Cause I've Been Zapping

And Blowing Stuff Up

Since I Was, Like, 3.

Hey, Eddie, Come On!

We're Gonna Be Late

For Registration.

Sorry. I Guess I, Uh...

I Just Never Really Noticed

That Room Before.

Yeah, I Know How You Feel.

I Got The Heebie-Jeebies

The First Time I Saw It.

[Shouting]

All:
Go!

Sign Us Up!

We'll Hold 'Em Back.

Ok.

[Shouting]

M-M-My Pen Is Broken.

I Need A Pen.

Frankie:
Pen! Pen!

Who Has A Pen?

Get It! Get It!

Come On!

Eddie!

Eddie!

Where Are You?

Sign It! Sign It!

Yes!

Yes!

Computer

Science!

Computer Science! Yes!

Yes! Yes!

Welcome To Home Economics.

Oh, We're Going To Have

So Much Fun Together.

Eddie, I Cannot

Believe You Did This.

Sorry.

Here's The Deal.

Nobody, Absolutely

Nobody On The Knows About This.

It Goes Double

For My Brothers.

I Know

One Person Who's

Gonna Know For Sure.

Hannah?

What Are You Doing Here?

I Took Field Hockey

As An Elective

The Last 2 Quarters.

I Thought My Mom's

Head Might Explode

If I Took It Again.

What's Your Excuse?

Eddie's An Idiot.

He Grabbed

The Wrong Clipboard.

All Right, Guys.

For The Quadrillionth Time,

I'm Sorry,

But I Bet It's Way Better

Than Taking Computer Science.

Look. What's That

All About?

Check It Out.

Custom Cooking Utensils.

Somebody Should Have Signed Up

For Get-A-Life 101.

[Laughter]

Get A Life? That's

Really Hilarious.

Look,

You Little Sprite.

Every Quarter There's

A Group Of Stupid Boys

Who Get Stuck

In Here Because

They Were Too Stupid

To Sign Up For

Computers, Or Whatever,

And Start Acting All...

Stupid?

Exactly, But I Swear,

If You Don't Sit Down

And Shut Up,

I'm Gonna Julienne You

Up One Side And Back

Down The Other.

Am I Making

Myself Clear?

Not Really.

What's Julienne?

It Means To Chop

Into Thin Strips.

Bridget, Stop Scaring

The New Students...

[Chuckles] And Me.

Mrs. Hadley, I Was

Going Over The Text,

And I Have

Some Suggestions--

Bridget, Whoa.

I Kinda Need To

Welcome The Class,

Take Roll,

Go Over Some Basic

Kitchen Safety Info.

So, Now, Here's

A Little Something,

A Little Something That

Should Start Things Off

With A Bang.

I Have Entry Forms

For The 35th Annual

Million-Dollar

Scholastic Cook-Off.

Can You Really Win

A Million Dollars?

No, No, No. That's

Just How Much They

Give Out In Scholarships.

No, It Comes

With A Small Cash Prize

And A Scholarship

To The Country's Pre-Eminent

Culinary Institute.

What's A Cook-Off, You Ask?

Well, It's Open

To All Students,

Eighth Grades And Above,

And That's You People.

I Was A Finalist When

I Was In High School.

Hmm...

To Enter, A Student Must

Submit An Original Recipe,

And Then, If Selected

For The Finals,

The Student Will Be Put

Through A Live Cooking Exam

To Test Their Mastery

Of The Craft.

I Know, I Know. It Sounds

Pretty Exciting,

So If You'd Like A Form,

I Have--

Anybody Else?

Anybody At All?

No? Oh.

Ok. Well, There Never Is.

Um, I Thought That We'd

Start With Something Basic,

Just Let You Get

Your Hands Kinda--

Kinda Floury, So To Speak.

[Chuckles]

Get It?

No. Nobody Ever Does.

Um...

Page 74,

Anatomy Of A Cookie.

[Snorts]

Man, Home Ec Might

Be Totally Boring,

But Sitting Around

Talking About Cookies?

How Much Easier

Can A Class Get?

Ok. Ok, This Is

An Excellent Example

Of Why Cooking Time

And Temperature

Is An Integral Part

Of Baking.

I'm Sorry. I Thought

They'd Cook Faster.

Hmm, Is It Possible

For A Cookie

To Actually Have

Too Many Chocolate Chips?

There's No Way I'm Gonna

Be Able To Eat All Of These...

But I Can Try.

[Sighs]

[Bell Rings]

Oh. My Backpack.

Hold Up.

[Sighs]

Ogden's At The Fridge.

He Needs

An Original Recipe,

Something No One Has

Ever Tasted Before.

The Fans Are

On Their Feet.

What's It Gonna Be?

Feel Free To Speak Up.

Cook-Off, Here We Come.

Ohh!

[Whimpering]

Man, Even P.B. And J.

Cannot Get Rid Of The

Taste Of That Last One.

[Sighs]

Ok.

It's Clinch Time,

And Ogden Knows It.

He's About To Make

The Play Of The Game.

Peanut Butter

And Jelly Smoothie.

It's Bold.

It's Daring.

Oh! Ow! Come On--

Please--Stop!

Turn Off!

Oh!

It's--

[Door Opens]

Someone's Coming.

[Thump]

[Yawns]

[Yawns]

Mmm.

[Sighs]

It's Official.

He Really Is As Dumb

As He Looks.

Dad:
Eddie, I Don't Know

What's Going On With You.

You Seem Distracted.

The Missed Plays,

Foot Off The Bag.

You Know, If You're Not Gonna

Take This Seriously,

Why Should I?

I'm Taking

It Seriously.

Eddie, Whether

You Like It Or Not,

You're The Leader.

The Team Looks Up To You

And Expects You

To Set An Example.

I'm Sorry.

Baseball Has Got

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