Recess: School's Out Page #4

before I could sneak out

with... the goodies.

Roast beefand mashed potatoes !

My favorite !

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

- I also managed to swipe this.

- Rocky Road ! My other favorite !

Hey, give me

some ofthat.

Excuse me, but arent we supposed

to eat dinner before dessert ?

Good one, Gretch.

You were right, Teej.

This is the life.

Hanging out with friends,

eating ice cream, spying on bad guys.

Its the ultimate

kid experience.

Too bad these days are numbered.

Yeah, this is probably

the last summer...

well get to do stufflike this.

Kinda whomps, huh ?

Hey, remember that summer

after second grade...

when we went down to the pond

every day to catch minnows ?

Or how about that summerwe all

carved our initials in that tree

in the Wilsons backyard ?

And Spinelli

spelled hers wrong.

Hey, I was seven.

And Ss are tricky.

[GusSobbing]

Whats your problem ? This is

the first summeryouve lived here.

I know, and Ill never

have any ofthose memories.

[ Whimpering ]

Know what Ill never forget ?

That song

T.J.s sister taught us...

the first summer

after kindergarten.

Oh, yeah.

Backwhen she was nice.

- Howd it go again ?

- [ Inhales Deeply]

[ Adult Baritone ]

JohnJacob

Jingleheimer Schmidt

His name is my name too

[ All ]

Whenever I go out

The people always shout

There goesJohnJacob

Jingleheimer Schmidt

[ Tempo Quickens ]

Na-Na-Na-Na, Na-Na-Na

JohnJacob

Jingleheimer Schmidt

His name

is my name too

Whenever I go out

the people always shout

There goesJohnJacob

Jingleheimer Schmidt

Na-Na-Na-Na

Na-Na-Na

[ Whispering ]

JohnJacobJingleheimer Schmidt

His name

is my name too

Whenever I go out

Thepeoplealwaysshout

TheregoesJohnJacob

JingleheimerSchmidt

[Fades]

Na-Na-Na-Na, Na-Na-Na

[ Loud Zapping ]

Well, here we are, sir. But its

Just an old principals office.

Why is it so important ?

Because, my academically

challenged young friend,

it used to be mine.

1 0:
41 a.m.

Gang back at camp.

Im goin in alone.

[Man]

Man, oh, man.

Iveheardofsimple assignments,

but this one taKes the caKe.

Yuck.

Hey.

1 0:
43 a.m. I found

what appear to be...

Principal Pricklys golfpants ?

Factis, youregettin

realgoodat thisstuff.

Yeah, youre a regular

Robert De Niro.

Hey, Im a man

ofmany talents.

- Principal Prickly ?

- But wasnt Mrs. Prickly suspicious ?

You kiddin ? It was like

taking candy from a baby.

[Laughing Continues]

Double-knit polyester.

These are Pricklys all right.

But whywould the bald guywanna pretend

to be Principal Prickly ?

And wheres the real

Principal Prickly anyway ?

Wait a minute.

Theres something in here.

Help me ?

It sounds like a desperate cry

for help.

- Then Principal Prickly

must still be in the school.

- Being held captive !

You know what that means,

dontyou, guys ?

We gotta go in there

and save him.

- Bikes ?

- Check.

- Walkie-talkie ?

- Check.

- Rope with pointy thing ?

- Check.

Good. Then lets go.

I still say this is nuts.

Breaking out ofthe school

I understand, but breaking in ?

Oh, boy !

Ms. Finsters gonna love this.

[Whistling]

[Groans]

[ Grunting ]

-[DoorbellRings]

- Dang.

Ten more minutes, and the pizza

wouldve been free.

[ Sighs ]

Its 9:
00 at night, Randall.

- What doyou want ?

- Its about T.J. Detweiler.

Randall, Im offduty until Labor Day.

Hes someone elses problem now.

But hes got all his friends

together, and theyre planning

to break into the school !

A break-in, eh ?

Not if Muriel P. Finster

has anything to say about it.

- Told you, Ms. Finster.

- [ Chuckles ]

I wonder ifI can get em

tried as adults. Come on.

Hold the rope, boy.

-[Rope CreaKing]

- Uh-oh.

-[Snap]

- Aaaah !

-[Thud]

-[Groans]

[ Muffled ] Ms. Finster,

could you please get offofme ?

[Gretchen]

My, this issomewhatcreepy.

Yeah. Ive never been

in a empty school at night before.

Heck, Ill bet no kid has.

I wonderwhere the aliens went.

They probably go back

to the mother ship at night.

Quick. In here.

[Footsteps Passing]

Hey, this is

our old room.

I hope somebodys

feeding the gerbil.

-[Man TalKing, Echoing]

- Shh ! I hear something !

I want this system worKingnow.

Doyouhearme ? Now!

Were doingourbest, sir. Wevejust

run intoa fewtechnicaldifficulties.

Its coming from up there.

- LiKe what ?

- I thinK whatDr. Lazenby

is trying tosay--

Oh, IKnow whathes trying

tosay. Hes trying to--

- What areyou doing ?

- Finding out whats what.

[Men Continue TalKing]

Bingo.

[ Grunting ]

Im stuck.

[ Continues Grunting ]

Curse these

bodacious hips ofmine.

Randall, run back to my place

and get the butter.

- Doyouhaveanyidea who

youre talKing to, Laramie ?

- Its Lazenby--

Thatphoton channeler

isapiece ofequipment,

liKea carburetorinyour car!

Youresupposedtobe

abrilliant thinKer.

DoyouKnow whatbrilliant thinKers

aresupposedto do ?

Theyre supposed to think !

Whoa, what is

all this stuff ?

Well, against the farwall is what

looks to be a plutonium turbine.

Closerahead, youllobserve

aglobalelectrode.

Toyourrightis

thelaserdevice wesawearlier,

andofcourse, thatglowingorb--

an electronpulsegenerator.

- The nerve center ofthe system.

- Shh ! The bad guys are talking.

- But, Dr. Benedict, please--

- No, let me make this

clear toyou, Lazenby.

We have a thing called

a window ofopportunity.

Ifwe miss the window ofopportunity,

then the project fails.

And ifthe project fails,

then I get very,

very... angry !

Th-Theymayhave

apoint, sir.

It seems the logistical problems

are a bit more complicated

than Dr. Steinheimer thought.

Yes, it would be a lot easier

ifwe could move the laser

to a more appropriate location.

This operation will be

executed as planned from right here !

Have I made myselfclear ?

- But, sir--

- No buts !

It started at 3rd Street.

It is going to end at 3rd Street.

Dr. Benedict,

were ready for the test.

Coming.

[Scientist]

Levelsaregood.

- Ready ?

- Ive been ready for decades.

-Just do it.

- Yes, sir.

Initiate photon channeling.

Photon channeling initiated.

Set magnification

coordinates .073.

Coordinates set.

Engage tractor beam now.

[ Continues Grunting ]

[LoudZapping]

What are those kids

up to in there ?

[ All Gasp ]

A little more.

A little more.

- Hes shooting at the moon.

- I told you theywerent aliens.

[ Beam Sputtering ]

-[Turbine WindingDown]

- Dr. Rosenthal,

why did the beam suddenly--

Oh, whats the technical

word for it ? Stop ?

W-Well, uh, as I believe

you were told before--

Told before ?

[ Chuckles ]

Doyou think I care what I was told

before ? Ill do better next time.

Next time.

Isnt that cute.

Rosenthal,

let me askyou something.

Sayyou were a teacher--

or even better, say,

the principal ofa school--

and you had to deal with a naughty child

who didnt know his place,

who kept telling you over and over

that hed do better next time.

But he never did.

What would you do ?

Oh, no. N-Not detention.

Not detention !

- Take him away !

- No, please ! I can fix it !

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