Max Keeble's Big Move Page #5

No!

Yeehaw!

Meh-meh-meh.

Good, Troy! Now...

can you help me

find a link...

between MacGoogles

and your fears?

Was it something

from your past...

or somebody?

Keeble!

Keeble!

Keeble.

Hey, Max.

Hi, Jenna.

Do you want to hang out?

I'm meeting some friends

at Buddies.

You know what?

I actually gotta

kinda be somewhere.

Oh, come on.

Stay for one milk shake.

It'll be fun.

Well...

One milk shake.

You know what?

OK. All right.

One... milk shake.

# Hit me, baby,

one more time #

[Chanting "Keeble"]

So, you actually

did set up...

that whole monkey thing

at the cafeteria?

Well, actually,

Tad is a chimpanzee.

You're so devious.

Well, it's really part of

my whole new attitude...

what I like to call

my phat-itude.

Yo! Don't crowd

the man, dude.

He has phat-itude. Git!

I wonder where Max is?

Don't worry. He'll be here.

# School is out,

let's enjoy the heat #

# It's all you now, do it like

you're playin'for keeps #

# Destroyed right here

for you to makin'it cheap #

# OI d school, new school,

come on, wiggle with me #

# Jump and slide #

# Now dip, that's right #

# Now jump and slide #

# Now dip, that's right #

# You want it,

you got it, ahh #

# You want it,

baby, you got it #

Megan, wait!

# You want it,

you got it, ahh #

Don't worry about us.

Just go back to your party.

It's not a party.

I was just...

I was just coming

to see you guys.

Whatever.

I guess we're just

not cool enough for you.

Don't say that.

But Megan... she likes you.

She really likes you.

Robe, wait.

You know what?

I've been waiting.

Now I'm going home.

Have a nice life in Chicago.

Well, can you tell her

that I called?

And that

I'm really, really sorry.

-I'll tell her, Max.

-Thanks.

And don't forget

the sorry part, please.

-I won't.

-Thank you. Bye.

Hey, champ.

You seen your mom?

Hey, honey,

can you come here quick?

I got big news.

What's up?

Guess what?

We're not moving.

We're not?

Uh-uh. I finally gave Foge

some of his own medicine.

You foged Foge?

Yeah. I quit.

We're gonna stay here.

I'm gonna start

my own business.

Oh, sweetie!

Now you're gonna be

the big cheese!

Not anymore!

Wait! We're not moving?

Uh-uh.

Oh, look at him.

He's so happy,

he can't speak!

Ha ha ha!

Hey, honey,

can you help me get this off?

I sure can!

I can't get it

over my head with the gloves.

What was I gonna do?

I had to get out of this.

Max, this is gonna be great.

I finally

get to be my own boss.

But, Dad, what about

your responsibilities...

the house, the food,

my clothes?

What about my clothes?

Do I wear rags?

Max, I owe it all to you.

You're the one

that helped me realize...

Foge was

nothing but a bully.

If it wasn't for you,

I wouldn't have had...

the courage

to stand up to him.

I'm just a kid!

What do I know?

You OK?

You seem a little jumpy.

Yes! Yeah.

-You sure?

-Yeah. I'm cool.

So, see you tonight.

-Uh, yeah.

-Yeah.

Maybe.

Maybe?

Who was I kidding?

I was Grade-A dead meat,

and I knew it.

What I didn't know...

is that I've left

my friends in the same boat.

It's gonna be

a long year for you, slim.

I'm gonna pound you every day.

And all thanks

to your good friend Keeble.

Catch you around, huh?

Great.

Let's just round it off

to all your money forever.

From here on in,

you work for me.

Heh heh! Yeah.

In fact, the entire

school was going to suffer...

because of me.

Oh, stop smiling.

This is not a happy place.

Find Max Keeble.

I'd like to speak to him.

You better book a flight.

What?

Max Keeble moved to Chicago.

I just forwarded his file.

Mrs. Rangoon,

a moment of your time, please.

Someone's got

something important...

to say to the students.

Someone's got something

very important...

to say to the students,

and do you know...

who that someone is,

Mrs. Rangoon?

It's me, Mrs. Rangoon.

Hmm. Yeah.

And wait till they hear it.

Attention, students.

Because of yesterday's

crimes against the school...

instigated by your former

classmate Max Keeble...

the following

extracurricular activities...

are now suspended...

art, music, P. E...

fun!

Suspended,

discontinued, defunct!

Great. Your boyfriend

Max Keeble...

just got us hosed.

He's just my paperboy.

I never really liked him.

Keeble!

OK. Today, class,

we're going to review...

some of the elements

of grammar.

McGinty says

he's gonna pound me...

every day

for the rest of my life.

Dobbs says I have to give him

all of my money...

forever.

Some plausible deniability.

Hi. Do you mind

if I hang here for a while...

because there's

some people after me.

I did some stuff.

Yeah. You probably...

Yeah. I'm really sorry

about the cafeteria.

But Jindraike has no right

to do what he's doing...

and now my friends are gonna get

whaled on because of me...

and I can't

do anything about it.

Any kid can make a mess.

Takes a man to clean it up.

It took

a man with a plunger...

to make me realize

that I had to do something.

I thought I'd stood up

to the bullies...

but all I'd really done

was hit and run.

That's not courage.

That's ex-courage.

As you know, verbs are words

that describe actions...

so who can name a few?

Betray, deceive, lie.

How about burn...

screw over,

stab in the back?

Heh! Uh-huh.

Attention, students,

this is Max Keeble speaking.

First I'd like to say to

my friends Megan and Robe...

that I know

that I acted like a jerk...

and I'm sorry for ever

getting you involved in this.

I screwed up, but you guys

are my best friends...

and that's forever.

I don't know what else to say,

but I'm sorry.

It probably doesn't

matter to you anymore...

but I'm not moving.

Keeble!

And McGinty and Dobbs...

it's me you want,

so leave my friends alone.

I may have run before, but I am

all through running now.

You want me, I'll be

in the parking lot, 3:00.

Cut!

End of broadcast!

That is all. Thank you.

Hello, Max. Good to see you.

Glad you could make it.

Please, have a seat.

Anything I can get for you?

Sparkling water? Soda?

No? OK.

You've acted

like a criminal...

so I'm going to treat

you like a criminal.

I'm not a criminal.

People who do crimes

are criminals, like you.

You should be careful

before slandering...

your principal's

spotless reputation...

with wild

and groundless claims.

They're not groundless,

they're ground-full.

-Ground-full?

-Look it up!

I saw it on the screen.

You have been stealing

from all the school budgets...

to fund your stupid

football stuff.

Saw it on the screen, did you?

Yeah, and it's true.

You're a smart little boy...

but so am I!

So I fiddled with the budget.

Fiddlesticks.

It's my budget.

So we have fewer textbooks.

Big deal.

Textbooks are for nerds.

Fewer band instruments...

who cares?

Band is for losers.

-Come on!

-Oh!

So the janitor has

to work overtime for no pay.

He should pay me

for the privilege!

Now, let me describe

your next 24 hours.

I'm going to mete out

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