Pants on Fire Page #4
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YOU STILL HEAR THE PITTER-PATTER
OF TINY FLIPPERS
WHEN YOU SIT IN ITS SHADE.
[SIGHS]
AT LEAS THAT'S HOW I REMEMBER IT.
THIS IS:
REALLY HAPPENING.
WHY IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING?
[CAR HORN HONKS]
LET'S GO, PIT-STAINS.
OKAY, LET'S
FIGURE THIS OUT.
HOW MANY LIES:
HAVE YOU TOLD?
I STARTED A LIST.
ONE TIME, I TRIED TO IMPRESS
PEOPLE AT SUMMER CAMP
WAS A PRO WRESTLER
OH, I WAS LATE MEETING ERIC
AT THE MOVIES:
SO I SAID I WAS:
ALMOST ABDUCTED BY ALIENS.
I SAID I WAS ADOPTED
BY ASIAN PARENTS
ON CHINESE NEW YEAR--
HEY, YOU KNOW WHAT?
MAYBE IT'S EASIER
YOU DIDN'T LIE ABOUT.
HANNAH?
WHEN YOU GOT BRACES,
I WAS EMBARRASSED.
I TOLD PEOPLE:
I DIDN'T HAVE A SISTER.
BUT YOU'RE STILL HERE.
YOU'RE STILL HERE!
THAT MEANS:
THERE'S STILL HOPE!
[BRAKES SCREECH]
OKAY. I'LL HOP
ON THE CRAZY TRAIN.
WHAT ARE YOU BABBLING ABOUT?
HEY. LOOK!
IT'S JENNIFER AND MIKEY!
OVER HERE, GUYS!
WE HAVE TO FOLLOW THEM.
WE HAVE TO FIND OU WHAT HE'S SAYING TO HER.
[SIGHS] I DON'T KNOW--
I'M JUST TWO BLOCKS
UP ON THE LEFT.
[RESENTFUL SIGH]
OKAY, LET'S GO.
BUT WHATEVER YOU DO,
ACT NATURAL.
[SIGHS DISMISSIVELY]
DUDE, WOULD YOU STOP THAT?
WE'RE UP TO SOMETHING.
[MIKEY AND JENNIFER LAUGHING]
OH...
DUDE, HAS JENNIFER
SILENCE!
-[JACK GASPS]
-[BOYS HIT GROUND]
YOU HAVE A PROBLEM.
I KNOW.
I'M GOING IN.
WHAT?
I LIED THIS GUY:
INTO EXISTENCE.
HE DOESN'T DO ANYTHING
TO HURT ANYONE,
OR WORSE-- MESS UP
THAT'S WORSE?
FINE,
"EQUALLY TRAGIC."
[DISGUSTED GROAN]
-DUDE.
-ON IT.
[DOORBELL CHIMES]
HI. CAN I HELP YOU?
YEAH, UM, HI.
-HI!
-HI.
I'M SELLING
BUMBLEBEE GIRLS COOKIES.
AND YOU'RE A BUMBLEBEE... GIRL?
NOT YET. JUST GOT TO
SELL SOME MORE COOKIES.
OH... [CHUCKLES]
YOU ARE... [CHUCKLES]
[MIKEY AND JENNIFER LAUGHING]
SO...
NO, NO. NO, NO.
UM, FIRST, I NEED TO RECITE
THE BUMBLEBEE GIRL CODE FOR YOU.
GREAT.
"A BUMBLEBEE GIRL
"A BUMBLEBEE GIRL
IS BLACK AND--"
YELLOW?
YELLOW! [AWKWARD LAUGH]
UH, "A BUMBLEBEE GIRL NEVER
STINGS UNLESS SHE HAS TO."
[JENNIFER]:
AND THIS IS BUTTONS.
[MIKEY]:
OH, MY GOSH,BUTTONS IS SO CUTE.
[JENNIFER]:
I KNOW![MIKEY]:
BUTTONSIS CUTE AS A BUTTON
INSIDE A BUTTON.
THAT'S BUTTON
WITHIN ANOTHER BUTTON.
[JENNIFER]:
YOU ARE CRAZY.[MIKEY]:
HE'S SO CUTE!I WANT TO SNUGGLE WITH HIM!
KITTENS.
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
[HUMMING]
[WATER RUNNING]
[HUMMING LOUDER]
OH, YEAH.
PEW!
[SNIFFING] OOH.
[SNIFFS AND GAGS]
[SNIFFS] MM! HELLO.
[WATER CONTINUES RUNNING]
[EXHALES CONTENTEDLY]
[WIFE LINDA]:
HONEY!DO YOU WAN SOME BUMBLEBEE GIRL COOKIES?
OOH! GET ME
THE "LEMONY ZESTS."
BUT NO "PEPPERMINT FATTIES!"
THEY'RE WAY OVERRATED!
HANG ON.
I'D BETTER HANDLE THIS.
[SHUTS WATER OFF]
[SLIPPING]
[CRASHING]
[CRASHING]
[BOWL SHATTERING]
WHAT...
JUST...
HAPPENED?
[MIKEY AND JENNIFER LAUGHING]
[LAUGHING AS GLASSES CLINK]
I SAID I DON'T WAN ANY "PEPPERMINT FATTIES."
I TOLD HIM, HAL.
I TOLD HIM, I SAID,
"MY HUSBAND DOESN'T LIKE
THE PEPPERMINT FATTIES."
[LINDA]:
SO... BEST OF LUCKBECOMING A BUMBLE BEE GIRL.
WAIT.
FIRST, I NEED TO GE YOUR OPINION ON SOMETHING.
[HUMMING AS HE TAPS]
WHOO! [CHUCKLES]
OKAY. OR... OR--
[JENNIFER]:
YEAH, IT JUST SEEMS LIKE
JACK IS ALWAYS PLAYING GAMES,
YOU KNOW?
[MIKEY]:
I'VE FOUND THA PEOPLE TEND TO PLAY GAMESWHEN THEY'RE AFRAID TO SHOW YOU
WHO THEY REALLY ARE.
ON THIS ONE--
HONESTY:
IS THE BEST POLICY.
[CHUCKLING]
ABOUT HONESTY?
HE'S A TOTAL LIE!
YOU KNOW, I FEEL LIKE
I CAN TELL YOU ANYTHING, MIKEY.
WELL, YOU CAN
DEFINITELY TELL ME
WHERE I CAN:
GET SOME MORE:
OF THESE:
DELICIOUS MUFFINS.
THEY'RE DELICIOUS.
[FUMES QUIETLY]:
OH, YOU KEEP[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
DID YOU HEAR SOMETHING?
[MIKEY]:
MUST'VE BEEN YOUR FOLKS...
HOW MANY EMOTICONS
CAN YOU USE?
...WHO ARE AWESOME,
BY THE WAY!
[JENNIFER CHUCKLES]
DOO-DAH!
-YEAH...
-YEAH?
WELL, "YES" TO THE TAP,
BUT I'M STICKING STRONG ON "NO"
TO THE PEPPERMINT FATTIES.
AW, COME ON.
NO. WAIT!
HAL, HONEY, CAN YOU
EMPTY THE KITTY LITTER?
BUT MY BUBBLE BATH
IT'S BEEN A WEEK.
-[SIGHS] FINE.
-LOVE YOU!
UGH. KITTENS.
[JACK GROANING]
[HAL GROANING]:
OHH! OHH, OHH...
OHH... UGH.
GROSS.
SO GROSS.
OH!
SHH, SHH, SHH...
[HAL]:
HONEY?THE GARBAGE ISN'T A TOY.
OKAY?
ENJOY YOUR TEA.
[HAL CHUCKLES, THEN GROANS]
PLEASE, PLEASE!
SHH, SHH, SHH!
[DEJECTED SIGH]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
NEIGHBORS CALLED
ABOUT A TRESPASSER.
DON'T YOU WORK A THE CONVENTION CENTER?
I DID.
UNTIL I WAS FIRED
PRETEND BEARS.
IF I EVER CATCH:
THAT LITTLE PUNK
THAT LIED TO ME,
JACK?
OH... HEY.
JENNIFER. [CHUCKLES]
MIKEY.
YOU OKAY, PARDNER?
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?
SO I'M JUST GONNA--
HEY!
THAT WAS:
COMPLETELY UNCALLED FOR!
[RYAN]:
I WOULDN'T WORRYABOUT IT, DUDE.
I MEAN,
IT COULD'VE BEEN WORSE.
[CRACK]
DUDE, I HAD TO SHOWER
THREE TIMES:
JUST TO GET THE KITTY LITTER
OUTTA MY EARS.
YOU KNOW, I'M SURE JENNIFER'S
FORGOTTEN ALL ABOUT IT.
YEAH, SHE'S NEVER
THIS AFTERNOON,
I HAD IT ALL,
NOW IT'S ALL FALLING APAR BECAUSE OF MIKEY.
WELL, TECHNICALLY,
YOU MADE HIM,
SO, REALLY, IT'S ON YOU.
WELL, WE HAVE TO
THINK TACTICALLY.
WE HAVE TO FIGURE OU WHO MIKEY IS
AND SEND HIM BACK TO WHATEVER
DIMENSION HE CAME FROM.
[CRACK]
DUDE. DROP THE BAT.
HOW AM I SUPPOSED
TO PRACTICE BAT-BOYING
YEAH. RIGHT. SORRY.
-THANK YOU.
-NAILED IT.
THANKS.
[STUDENTS LAUGHING
AND CHATTING]
[WHISPERING AND SNICKERING]
YOU DON'T THINK
THEY'RE LAUGHING ABOU WHAT HAPPENED
YESTERDAY, DO YOU?
NAH. I'M SURE
IT'S SOMETHING ELSE.
DUDE! I JUST HEARD
THE FUNNIEST THING
ABOUT YOU WEARING MAKEUP
OUTSIDE JENNIFER'S HOUSE.
EVERYBODY'S LAUGHING
ABOUT IT.
I MEAN, EVERYBODY.
YOU'RE FAMOUS!
OKAY, MAYBE
THEY WERE LAUGHING
ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED
YESTERDAY.
[SIGHS DARKLY]
I'M A JOKE.
HEY! STAY FOCUSED.
TODAY IS:
ALL ABOUT MIKEY.
-WHAT'S ALL ABOUT ME?
-GAH!
WHERE DID YOU:
COME FROM?
WELL, MY MOM SAYS FROM HEAVEN,
BUT MY BIOLOGY TEACHER SAYS--
FORGET IT!
I DON'T CARE.
JACK, IT SOUNDS LIKE
YOU'RE MAD AT ME.
YOU'RE NOT MAD
AT ME, ARE YOU?
M-MAD?
[SNAPS]:
MAD?HEY, JACK.
EASY.
OH, WHAT?
WHY WOULD I BE MAD?
WE'RE GOOD FRIENDS, RIGHT?
I SURE AM GLAD:
TO HEAR YOU SAY THAT,
BECAUSE I HAD SO MUCH
FUN HERE YESTERDAY,
I DECIDED:
TO COME BACK TODAY.
IN FACT, I THINK
I'M GONNA TRANSFER HERE.
I WANNA SEE YOU WIN
"STUDENT OF THE YEAR."
GREAT NEWS. GREAT NEWS!
I KNEW:
YOU'D BE EXCITED.
OH, IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME,
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