Hoot

# Sun's up, uh-huh, looks OK #

# The world survives into another day #

# And I'm thinking about eternity #

# Some kind of ecstasy

has got a hold on me #

# I had another dream

about the lions at the door #

# They weren't half as frightening #

# As they were before #

# But I'm thinking about eternity #

# Some kind of ecstasy

has got a hold on me #

# I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# Mmm #

Of the last six places I've lived,

Montana was the best.

The snow-covered peaks,

the rolling valleys, the beautiful rivers...

For the first time in my life,

I felt like I was home.

Then Dad dropped the bomb...

We were moving again,

all the way to Florida.

# I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# Mmm #

# Freighters on the nod

on the surface of the bay #

# One of these days

we're going to sail away #

# Going to sail into eternity #

# Some kind of ecstasy

has got a hold on me #

# And I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# I'm wondering where the lions are #

# Wondering where the lions are #

# Mmm #

Mom said it was

so sunny and gorgeous...

that everybody in America

wanted to live there.

Everybody except me.

And as usual, I was out-voted.

My parents gave me the same old pitch

about being the new kid in school.

Mom said I'd make

lots of new friends.

They promised I would love it there.

Whoa. Get him, dude!

Aah!

Had enough, huh, cowgirl?

Hmm? Had enough?

Yeah.

Aah!

I can't hear you, Tex.

Unh! Unh!

Unh!

Aah!

Had enough... Tex?

Yeah. OK?

I've had enough. Aah!

Allow me to be the first to welcome you

to Coconut Cove.

Awesome.

Yeah.

Who's the bad man now?

Who? Who?

One-Baker-six responding.

We're getting a Mother Paula's here.

How about that?

About time you showed up.

Oh, yeah, sorry.

I was dealing with a 443

over on Twelfth Street...

that eventually turned into a 961.

Took me a little while to button it up.

Uh-huh.

Don't you, uh, want to know

what a 443 is?

No, I do not.

I want you to deal with what we got

going on over here.

OK.

They yanked up all my survey stakes.

Filled them in, every last one of them.

They must've snuck in late last night

or early this morning.

OK, can you at least give me

a monetary estimate on the damage done?

What are you talkin' about?

Sir, in order for it to be vandalism...

there has to be some kind

of monetary damage.

Like, something has to be

broken or defaced.

Otherwise, l... I don't know what

to tell you about your stakes.

It ain't about the darn stakes!

It's screwin' up our entire

construction schedule.

I've got to resurvey the whole site

before we can start clearin' and gradin'.

Sir, I copy that...

and I'm gonna keep

my eyes and my ears open...

and I'm gonna talk

to my people on the streets...

and try and get it figured out.

Whatever.

Well, sir, like I said,

I'm gonna do the best I can, OK?

Fine.

Ow.

What's the deal with these holes?

They're holes, all right?

Now come on.

I ain't got all day.

Every new school is different...

but somehow they always seem the same.

And day one was never my favorite.

Good job, Nancy.

Excellent, Zack. All right.

And that was a great job

with Chapter 5...

which logically leads us to Chapter 6...

Tectonic Plates and the Ocean Floor.

I hope we all have our books.

We can open them to Chapter 6.

Yes?

You must be Mr. Eberhardt from...

let me guess.

Montana.

- Ha ha ha!

- Ha ha ha!

Welcome to Marine Studies.

I'm Mr. Ryan. Have a seat.

Thanks.

Where was I?

Chapter 6... Ocean Topography.

- Howdy, partner.

- He looks like Woody from Toy Story.

Hey...

l... I saw what happened

on the bus this morning.

Don't take it personally or anything.

Dana screws with all the new kids.

Just play dead for the next couple days,

and eventually he'll forget you're alive.

- I'm Garrett.

- Roy.

Six schools in the last eight years?

What are you?

In the witness protection program

or something?

Funny, nah.

My... My dad's work makes us

move around a lot.

Hey, are there any other

schools around here?

Why? You sick of this one already?

No, no.

Just, I saw this weird kid

on the way to school today...

and I don't see him around here...

so I figured he must not go to Trace.

He... He was running like crazy

with no shoes on.

Fast. Faster than any kid

I've ever seen before.

You've already got a psycho bully

on your hands.

You know, m-maybe you want to

slow down on the nut-job collecting.

Plus, you know, it's only day one.

# All the cool kids

in the back of the bus #

# Rubba dubba scrubba bubba #

# What you talkin' 'bout, Gus? #

# Breakin' the rules,

I hope we don't get caught #

# Sha la la la la la la la la #

Sweet threads.

Thanks.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, n-n-noogie!

Hey, man. Looks like today

might be your lucky day.

Oh, where you going, cowgirl?

No, Dana, let go. I gotta go.

Oh, hold up here, cowgirl.

You're my little puppet.

Dance, little tomato.

- Dance.

- Aah!

Unh!

Aah!

Hah...

No way.

Excuse me. Gotta go.

Out of the way.

- Unh!

- Watch it!

He broke my nose! It hurts!

Hey, slow down!

# Everybody get on your feet #

# You make me nervous

when you're in your seat #

# Take of your shoes

and pat your feet #

# Doin' a dance that can't be beat #

# Barefootin' #

Wait up!

# We're barefootin' #

Where are you going?

# Barefootin' #

# Yeah, we're barefootin' #

- Hey, there's a kid.

- Fore!

- Fore!

- Fore!

- Fore!

- Fore!

Oh, you hit him.

What club'd you use?

Eight iron.

You all right?

Honey, it's only your second day.

This isn't like you.

Why'd you punch this kid?

He was choking me to death,

and I was just trying to get free.

Well, you broke his nose.

Well, they're not gonna let you

ride the bus for three days.

I'll ride my bike.

That's not the point.

I discussed this with your principal...

and we decided you're going

to write this kid a letter of apology.

You gotta be kidding me.

Who's gonna help him read it?

Heh, heh...

You nearly knocked me over yesterday.

Why were you running?

Look, I think it's because

I just broke the nose...

of the meanest kid in school.

Oh, I heard all about it, cowgirl,

but that's not why you ran off, was it?

- Just... let go.

- Tell the truth.

Ow.

You were chasing somebody, weren't you?

You saw him, too?

The kid with no shoes?

Oh, I didn't see anything.

And if you know what's good for you,

neither did you. Got it?

Mornin'. How you doin'?

Now this time,

I got some actual vandalism to report.

All right.

This time they messed

with private property.

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