Max Keeble's Big Move Page #4
have control over your life.
What have you done with Max?
Who are you? Really?
Good night, kiddo.
See ya.
The window was open.
Whoa!
Robe.
The computer.
I'll get the breath spray.
Nature's dating service.
Whoa.
-What?
-Check it out.
Jindraike's using
all the school's money...
to build his stupid
football stadium.
We can't let him
get away with that.
Now his breath'll be
pheromone fresh.
I'm fine.
Here you go.
And now we add
a little decoration.
Whoa!
Come on,
let's get out of here.
Robe!
Come on, man! Let's go!
Yeah, I'm trying.
Morning, Mom.
Morning, Mom.
Hi, sweetie.
Whatcha doing?
You know,
you just start out...
by trying to pack
everything really fast...
and then you get caught up
in all this old stuff.
Remember how the kitchen looked...
Before it was perfect?
Not really. I was four.
Right. Mmm.
Sorry about
the short notice, Max.
You having to leave
your friends and everything.
Ah, it's OK.
At first,
but not everything's
bad about moving.
That's what your father
keeps saying.
I hope you're both right.
Troy McGinty?
How about that?
OK, no,
I won't do that anymore.
I promise. I promise.
Ohh. I lied. Sorry.
# MacGoogles is me name #
# I like a swampy bog #
No.
# With your favorite
Highland frog #
No.
No, not you.
You're not even real!
Get away from me!
Faster, janitor!
More commemorative red,
white, and blue streamers.
Crazy Legs Knebworth.
What a champion he was.
Come on, you idiot.
He's coming!
He's coming!
Straighten up.
Straighten up.
Better. Ready? And...
At last! At last!
The moment we've all
been waiting for.
Crazy Legs. You look fit.
Elliot. It's been too long.
I agree completely.
Slip me that biscuit.
Ooh, that's a hot one.
Smile.
The reason Jindraike
has a new football program...
is to impress this guy...
Superintendent Knebworth.
You see, Jindraike
wants his job so bad...
he'd eat his socks.
How it saddens me...
to think of your retirement,
Crazy Legs.
What an inspiration
you've been to us all.
In fact, I've collected
some mementos...
from your glory days.
Well.
Remember this?
Eww!
It's your championship
jockstrap.
We washed it. Ha ha.
Wash it again.
What's this?
Allow me to present...
Knebworth Stadium.
Knebworth Stadium.
How can you afford to do
something like this?
I didn't approve any capital
expenditures for Curtis.
The usual...
bake sales, car washes...
and cutting back on
a few non-essential items.
-Fire extinguishers, milk.
-Excuse me?
Moving along...
have you seen the toilets?
No complaints.
I need five laps to...
All right, that's weird.
Who turned out the lights?
Hey, check it out.
It's McGinty!
What the...
Hey, break it up.
Break it up.
McGinty.
He's...
gonna eat me.
What?
MacGoogles.
"Look who's crying now."
Would you guys get out of here?
So the second teacher
says, "I agree.
"That's why they call it
a lounge." Ha.
Well, here we are...
in the Curtis
Junior High library.
Hmm. Smallish.
Yes, but
we're biggish on books.
Especially sports books.
The one we're waiting for
is "Crazy Legs"...
Didn't I order new computer
workstations this year?
Jindraike?
We're having them upgraded.
Hmm. OK.
Well... if it isn't
my favorite customer.
What can I get you,
plump daddy?
What's this?
Who are you working for?
"If you want the ice
back in your ice cream...
"meet me at
the junkyard at 3:00."
Somebody's messing with me.
Hey, can I try the soup?
Everything set?
I guess so,
but I still don't see...
how this is gonna help
save the animal shelter.
It's all part of the plan.
Max...
What?
I don't know.
I'd just rather
spend our last day...
hanging out than
doing all this spy stuff.
-Uhh!
-Ow! What the... Big oaf.
They're coming!
Right on schedule.
-You ready?
-Check.
Lunch...
is... served.
Check and mate.
Who threw that?
# Aim for me #
# Aim for me #
Food fight!
# Aim for me, hit it #
Not on my watch!
# Nothing #
# Don't believe
# But we started out
with nothing #
# With my friends
we're going on our way #
Stop that this instant!
# Your life will rearrange #
Oh! I saw that, young man!
I'm taking names!
# That's OK,
#Aim for me #
#Aim for me #
#Aim for me #
#Aim for me #
# They'll try
to count you out #
# But you gotta
count yourself in #
If I get my shirt dirty,
my mom's gonna kill me!
# See the trouble
that we've been in #
"Jell-O Hello."
No. "Cafeteria Hysteria."
# When it's said and done #
#And you've got us
on the run #
# That's OK,
You're all suspended!
# You're so far from home #
#Aim for me #
Ha ha ha ha ha!
#Aim for me,
aim for me #
#Aim for me, aaah #
What the...
Ohh!
That's it!
Robe did it! Aah!
# Some people change,
and your life will rearrange #
# Even when you're
so far from home #
# When it's said and done #
Not having fun! Ow!
And now, onto
the piece de resistance.
The jewel in
the crown of Curtis.
The cafeteria.
Let me tell you something
about this school.
It blows!
It's mustard!
You can't ketchup,
because it's mustard!
Yeah!
# Some people change,
and your life will rearrange #
# Even when you're
so far from home #
Please believe me
when I tell you...
this is my gift to you.
# That's OK,
#Aim for me #
#Aim for me #
#Aim for me #
#Aim for me #
#Aim for me #
Cease!
Sir, I assure you,
this behavior...
Plus, it never happened before.
Who?
Who started this?
If the culprit
does not step forward...
this instant...
swift and horrible
retribution...
awaits each
and every one of you.
This place is nuts.
Crazy Legs!
Wait!
Pbbbt!
I pound on kids.
That's what I do.
That's what I do.
This can't happen to me.
You know what
they're calling me out there?
The MacGoogler.
Troy, easy. Now,
I'd like to take you through...
a childhood
regression process.
It may bring up
some unpleasant memories...
but I think you'll find it
helpful in the end.
All righty?
Mm-hmm.
Now, give
Mr. MacGoogles a hug.
Aah! Aah!
He's gonna eat me!
We've got some work to do.
$300 for a new handheld?
There goes my third quarter.
"Meet me 3 P.M. today
at the junkyard...
"if you want to put your
handheld back in your hand."
Son, your mama
found a metal coil...
on the front porch.
Is it yours?
Metal coil.
I want my coil.
I want my handheld!
What did you say, punk?
I said, "I want my handheld."
You want your handheld?
Yeah. You heard me.
I said, "I want my handheld."
You want me to hold your hand?
No!
Need somebody to hold
his hand. Little baby.
Little...
Give me the coil!
Oh, this? Huh? Huh?
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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