Hatching Pete Page #2

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I Was Even Gonna Offer

To Put In A Good Word

To Camie For You.

You Know, Her And Dill

Are Barely Hanging On

By A Thread.

- Are You Serious?

- Yeah.

And I Know Little Sis

Listens To Big Bro.

I Mean, Come On, Pete.

I Was Gonna Say

A Few Choice Words

On Your Behalf.

Just Think About That.

"Pete 'N' Camie."

That's Catchy.

Now It's Gonna Be

"The Burkemeister

'N' Camie."

It's Tragic.

Poole, I Don't Even--

I Don't Know The Routine.

Pete, Here's

The Routine--

Ya Walk Around,

Ya Flap Your Wings.

Make Sure You Get In All

The School Yearbook Pictures.

Dude, I Don't Know.

I'm An Awful Mascot.

Man.

Listen, I Heard

At Mascot Camp

They Make

A Hypoallergenic Head

For Like 1,000 Bucks.

Dude, I'll Look Into That.

But For Now,

Can You Hook A Buddy Up?

You Know, Poole,

It's Not Exactly My Thing

To Make A Clown

Out Of Myself In Public.

I-- I Usually

Leave That To You.

I Mean, What If Somebody

Finds Out It's Me?

Pete, Dude, I Need

This To Be A Secret

More Than You Do.

Oh, Man.

Come On, Man.

Tommy:

Yes, Rooster Fans,

Another Big Game Today

- As The Armadillos--

18 Wins And Two Losses--

- ( Cheering )

Take On Your Own

Ragin' Roosters,

Who Are Zero For 20.

It's Gonna Be Tough

For The Roosters To Beat

A Team Of This Caliber.

And Here We Go! Whoo!

( Fanfare Music Playing )

Cheerleaders:

Ready, Okay!

Throw 'Em In The Muck!

Cluck, Cluck, Cluck!

Cock-A-Doodle-Do It!

Throw 'Em In The Muck!

Cluck, Cluck, Cluck!

Cock-A-Doodle-Do It!

So Are We Gonna Beat

Those Armadillos Tonight?

Cock-A-Doodle-Doo! Whoo!

( All Cheering )

Let's Go, Roosters!

- Still Got It.

- You Were The Best

Chicken We Ever Had.

Yeah, Well, I Think

My Boy Cleatus Has

Got What It Takes

To Outshine Even Me.

I'm Not A Loser.

I'm Not A Loser--

Coach. Coach.

We're On Air.

Oh...

- Tommy:
To Tip-Off We Go.

- ( Whistle Blows )

And The Ball Is Controlled

By The Armadillos Downcourt.

- ( Buzzer Sounds )

- Armadillos Score!

- ( Crowd Moans )

- I'm Open.

- Tommy:
And It's Picked Off.

- Oh!

- ( Groaning, Shouting )

- ( Buzzer Sounds )

- Coach:
How Many Times

Do I Have To Say--

- Worst In The Entire State!

Hey! Put Me In!

I Can Win A Jump Ball.

( Clucks )

That's Right, Dill Pickle,

I'm Talking To You!

I Told You

Jam Can't Inbound!

I Should Just...

Inbound To Myself!

Okay, Dill,

Inbound To Yourself.

Come On, Let's Go, Guys!

- ( All Shouting )

- Announcer:
It's Taken

Away Again

- By The Armadillos!

- Please, Don't! Don't!

- ( Crowd Groans )

- ( Buzzer Sounds )

Another Score

By The Armadillos!

Come On!

Dill, Live Up To Your Hair!

Okay? If I Had

Hair Like That, There's

No Telling What I Could Do.

( Sputtering )

( Grunts )

Man!

( Grunts )

( Moans )

- ( Cheering )

- Back On D! Back On D!

Back On D! Back On D!

Back On D!

Okay, Let's Go,

Let's Go! Oh!

- ( Buzzer Sounds )

- That Means You Stop

Them From Scoring.

( Cheering )

Let's Get This Over With.

No One Knows It's Me.

Just Walk Around,

Flap Your Wings,

Be Generally Annoying

Like Poole

For A Couple Of Hours

And Go Home.

( Grunts )

- Oh, Stupid Tail.

- ( Buzzer Sounds )

Whoa! Oh.

What's Up?

All Right,

Here We Go.

- Hey, It's The Chicken!

That's My Boy!

- He Looks Good.

- Get This Over With.

- Go, Dill!

This One's For You, Baby.

Tommy:

It's Taken Away Again!

Smooth, Dill.

Okay, Let's Go, Here.

Let's Go! Come On!

Come On! Oh, There We Go.

Back On Defense.

Getting Tired?

I Am Just Watching.

( Buzzer Sounds )

Let's Go, Roosters!

Cock-A-Doodle-Do It!

( Whistle Blows )

( Crowd Groans )

Whoa!

- ( Grunts )

- ( Buzzer Sounds )

- Oh, Yeah, Very Funny.

- ( Laughing )

Ouch. These People

Are Harsh.

( Whistle Blows )

- ( Whistle Blows )

- There You Go.

- Go.

- Jam, Pass The Ball,

Pass The Ball, Pass The Ball.

Pa--

Time Out, Please.

- ( Whistle Blows )

- Thank You.

- ( Clucking )

- ( Girls Giggling )

- All Right!

- Whoo!

Forget It.

Sorry, Poole,

I'm Out Of Here.

I Still Got

A Little Pride Left.

- ( Cheering, Shouting )

- ( Whistle Blows )

Cheerleader:

All Right, Roosters!

( All Laughing )

I Hope Cleatus

Is All Right.

Oh, He's Fine.

He's All Right.

He's Got Padding

Under Those Feathers, Right?

Jack:

Well, No, No.

The School Didn't Spring

For The Deluxe Model

With Buttpads.

So, Uh, Hey!

You're Okay, Son!

Shake It Off, Let's Go!

- Cheerleaders:
Okay, It's

All Right, It's Okay.

- ( Clucking )

We're Gonna Rule

The Roost Someday!

- Whoo!

- What Happened?

- ( Groans )

- Ready, Okay!

- It's All Right, It's Okay...

- ( Cheerleaders Echoing )

- It's All Right, It's Okay...

- Oh.

I'm Giving Them

Something To Notice.

- ...It's Okay...

- Finally Got Your

Attention, Okay.

- Keep Watching.

- ( Whistle Blowing )

( Cheering )

( Clucking )

( All Laughing )

( Buzzer Sounds )

( Clucking )

( Clucking )

( All Laughing )

Go, Rooster!

Come On!

Good D, Good D, Good D!

Come On!

( All Laughing )

There We Go,

There We Go!

No, No, No!

- ( Shouting )

- ( All Laughing Loudly )

Let's Go! Three!

Three!

( Muttering )

Ah, Here We Go Again!

Go Ahead! Just Go Ahead!

Come On, Get Back, Get Back!

Back, Back, Back,

Back, Back, Back!

- Come On! No!

- ( Buzzer Sounds )

( Screams )

- Poole! Poole.

- ( Clucking )

Just-- Okay.

- ( Clucking )

- Don't-- Just Stop That.

- Just Stop It, Stop It!

- ( Clucking Rapidly )

Stop It, Stop It! Okay!

Okay, That's It.

That's It.

- Get Off The Court!

- ( Squeals )

- ( Whistle Blows )

- What?

- Technical Foul.

- What?

- Did You See

The Chicken Was On The--

- ( Whistle Blows )

- What Are You-- Come On!

- You're Out Of Here!

- ( All Laughing )

- There's A Giant Chicken!

- You're Out Of Here!

- Oh, Come On!

- You're Out Of Here!

- That's Ridiculous!

( Clucking )

( Sputtering, Backfiring )

- Pete.

- Hey.

- How'd It Go?

- Good, I Guess.

You Might Want

To Dry-Clean The Chicken.

I Fell A Lot.

( Sneezing )

- I Guess Dry-Cleaning

Expenses Can Be On Me.

- Yeah.

Okay, Thanks, Pete.

And Rest Assured,

Operation "Make Camie

Fall In Love With Pete"

Will Commence Tonight.

All Right.

Just Keep Me Posted.

- Right. Good Night.

- Good Night.

Hey, Pete. Thanks.

I Know You Must Have Hated

Being The Chicken.

( School Bell Rings )

So, Pete, The Chicken

Worked Good, Huh?

- Nice One, Poole.

- Wasn't So Bad.

- Girl:
Hey, Poole.

- Good Work, Chicken.

Thanks.

- Whoa, Dude.

- Boy:
Good Job, Man.

I Guess The Game

Went Good, Huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, I Think

It Went All Right.

I Want Poole Expelled!

He's A Menace!

Hanging From The Girders,

Teasing The Officials.

It's Not Funny

And It's Not Safe.

He Made A Mockery

Of The Team!

Seems To Me The Did A Pretty Good Job

Of That All By Itself.

- ( Chuckles )

- Oh That's Nice, Fred.

That's Great.

Thank You For That.

You Know, I Would Never Say

Something Like That To You.

- I'm Sorry, Coach, I'm Sorry.

- ( Phones Ringing )

But Your Is Just Not Good.

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