Expelled Page #6

Because you are grounded...

indefinitely.

Well, at least

no one got arrested.

Luckily, Ben used

the right amount of sedative.

Mr. Harris was taken

to the hospital

And woke up a few hours later

with short-Term amnesia.

Shamus regained consciousness

And left the house

before we returned.

He made sure to raid

our pantry first.

You've reached the office

of principal Truman.

Please leave a message

after the beep.

Hi, Mr. Truman,

this is Julie O'Neil...

this happens

to be the third voice mail

My mom has left for Mr. Truman.

I'm sorry to call again...

hoping she doesn't get through

anytime soon.

Concerned about my son...

Ben.

Ben tried to take the blame

for the whole thing.

Mom wasn't sure what to believe.

Regardless, he was sent back

to the mountain academy,

Or, as he calls it,

"project butthole."

He told me he's already

planned his next escape.

As for me, the vacation's over.

I may not want to spend my life

at a desk job,

But I sure as hell don't want

to spend it in jail either.

Hey, let's do something fun.

I can't.

I'm grounded.

I have pizza.

- Hey.

- Hi.

So what did they ground you for?

It's...

hard to explain.

Well, other than that,

how are you doing?

Well...

my parents are on the verge

Of finding out

I've been expelled, so...

okay, wait.

- They don't know?

- No.

They are gonna flip

when they find out.

Yeah, that could be a problem.

I just... I just want

to turn things around.

I think I really messed up

this time.

I...

I want to do the right thing,

but I'm not...

I'm not entirely sure

what that is.

I can't keep

lying to my parents.

Well, maybe you don't have

to lie to them at all.

Huh?

What do you mean by that?

I think I've broken into

Eastwood enough times this week.

We're not breaking in, silly.

Come on.

This is crazy.

You can almost see

the whole campus from here.

- I know. It's awesome, right?

- Yeah, it is.

So many good memories here.

- Yeah.

- I'm going to miss it.

Montana's gonna suck.

Come on, don't say that.

There's a way out of this.

My mom's not gonna stop

until she finds the truth.

Well...

if you could get Truman

to re-Enroll you,

You will not have to lie

to your mom at all.

You'd actually be going

to Eastwood.

I'm not exactly

in the position to get Truman

To do anything for me.

Then I guess you're going

to have to get him

To see things your way.

Do you know something I don't?

Possibly.

What?

Well, you know

that pizza place I work for?

Yeah.

We deliver 24 hours a day.

So?

So...

that means...

wait for it.

Now.

I don't get it.

- Whoa. Is that Mr. Truman?

- Yeah.

- What is he doing?

- I don't know.

He orders a barbecue-Chicken

pizza every Saturday night.

- Why?

- No idea.

Want to find out?

What do you think

he's looking at?

I don't know.

What time is it?

It's 11:
00.

What is he doing here so late?

Shady stuff.

I wish we could see his screen.

I think that can be arranged.

Oh.

- What are you doing here?

- I'm sorry.

I know.

I really mean that.

I know.

Asking you to risk your neck

for me all the time

Is pretty selfish.

I just want you to know that

if it was you who needed me

To do some shady stuff,

I would do it in an instant.

Well, I was planning

On stealing

the declaration of independence.

I brought you a burrito.

Yeah, okay, I forgive you.

Who's that?

Oh, that's Katie.

- Hi.

- Hi.

You really think there's

something shady on here?

Absolutely.

There's... There's got to be.

So you recorded this

from Truman's computer?

Yeah. What time did you

see him log on?

Around 11:
00.

Wait.

How far back does this go?

I mean, technically, we can go

all the way back to the point

Where we bugged his computer.

I got everything

on the hard drive, so...

wait, wait, look.

He plays online blackjack?

But why would he do this

in the middle of the night

At school?

I mean... He must be hiding it

from someone.

His wife, probably.

Whoa, look at this.

- He just lost $600 right there.

- Oh...

I'd say he definitely

has a problem.

Oh, wow.

No, this is insane.

He just lost another grand.

Wow!

He sucks.

I mean, he's got to give up

at some point, right?

I mean, this is crazy.

Maybe his wife

might want to see this.

Yeah.

What's he doing?

Is he quitting?

I don't know.

Does that...?

Does that say "Eastwood"?

Wait.

Did he just...

He just stole money

from the school.

Dude, that is, like,

serious jail time right there.

This is huge.

Wait.

So we just recorded...

We just recorded

blackmail jackpot.

Dude, I can't believe this.

He must be out of his mind.

Does this mean we can get

Truman to re-Enroll you?

This means we can get Truman

to do anything.

Yes.

Yes!

Ooh, tell him to come alone.

But who would he bring?

Just do it.

It's creepy.

Oh, also tell him he's a douche.

Why?

'Cause he's a douche.

You going to bed soon?

Felix.

Sorry. Yeah, I'm going

to pass out in a bit.

Okay, just checking in on you.

Get some sleep.

Good night, dad.

Gary.

Nice car.

Are you really this stupid?

How many times do I need to have

you arrested this week?

Oh, you're going

to call the cops?

If you are, then great.

I'd love to tell them

about the $10,000

You stole from the school

to fund your gambling addiction.

- Yeah.

- It's your word against mine.

Who do you think they're gonna

side with, anyway?

I bugged your laptop, Gary.

I have hard evidence

of all your activity

On my hard drive.

And, frankly, I don't think

they're going to have trouble

Picking sides.

What is this?

Do you want money?

What do you want?

Enrollment.

- "Enrollment"?

- I want enrollment

In the next semester

at Eastwood.

And I want the forms filled out

by Monday.

- That's ridiculous.

- Gary.

These last few days

have been hell for me.

But I know there's still

a chance for me

To set things straight.

W-What are you

talking about?

You once asked me,

"What kind of future do you see

for yourself"?

I thought about it...

a lot.

And my future is here

at Eastwood.

No, that's not gonna

happen, Felix.

The faculty won't approve it.

I think you'll find the way.

Oh, really?

Why is that?

'Cause you don't want

to go to jail, Gary.

You're not listening.

I need those forms authorized

by tomorrow morning.

You understand?

Hold on a second.

Come on in, come on in.

Hi.

I need you to search

for form a-13.

- It's the enrollment form, okay?

- Yeah, of course.

- Get right on it.

- Great. Great.

Yeah, I've got my T.A.

Working on it right now, uh-Huh.

Felix!

- What in the...

- Danny!

No, no, no!

- Ow! Ow!

- Chill.

I hate you.

I hate you...

but I respect you.

Oh. Okay.

Ah. Wait, so...

Okay, so how did last night

with Truman go?

- Is he gonna enroll you?

- Uh...

he didn't exactly say yes,

but he didn't say no either,

So...

maybe you need to threaten him

a little more.

What is this?

Uh, an enrollment form.

For Felix?

Yes.

Why?

It's...

it's not so easy to explain.

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