Recess: School's Out Page #6

Oh, I see whats going down here.

You tricked me, went around my back

to the man to get myjob !

- No, Phil, its not like that at all.

- Yeah, right !

Come on, Muriel baby,

lets blow this scene.

No, Phil, its over. I could never

be with a man who doesnt love recess.

Soyoure against me too.

Well, fine. I dont need you.

I dont need anyone !

- Aaah !

- Phil ! You okay, man ?

Dont touch me !

You took my chick.

You took myjob.

Well, enjoy it whileyou can,

Petey boy,

causeyoure gonna pay.

Somehow, someway,

youre gonna pay.

IneversawPhillium again.

He quit teaching,

went into politics,

eventually became

secretary ofeducation--

until the president fired him for

trying to get rid ofrecess again.

Only this time

it was nationwide.

So that guys some weirdo ex-teacher

who wants to get rid ofrecess ?

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

Now its personal.

Lets see-- weather maps,

some stuffin Norwegian,

a FarmersAlmanac.

Must be something in here thatll

explain what that Dr. Benedict is doing.

Ill tell you one thing

hes not doing--

having lunch tomorrow at 1 2:22

with his little girlfriend.

Spinelli, thats the mans

personal date book.

Well, its mine now,

and I guess Miss Luna Pergum is gonna

be at the restaurant all by herself.

- Who did you say ?

- The girl whose name

is in here-- Luna Pergum.

Must be some Italian chick.

Lunaeperigeum.

Ofcourse !

- What areyou talking about ?

- Dontyou understand ?

Lunaeperigeum is no lady.

Its an event. Look.

Once a month, the moon reaches the point

where its closest to the Earth--

lunar perigee, which in this case

happens to be 1 2:22 tomorrow afternoon.

Maybe thats when that doctor

guy is gonna shoot his laser

at the moon and blow it up.

Close guess,

but I have another theory.

When I was up at space camp,

I observed some abnormalities

in the moons position.

I couldnt figure out what was

causing it, but now it all makes sense.

Dr. Benedicts device is not a

laser beam at all. Its a tractor beam !

You mean hes gonna plow the moons

surface ? Whateverwill he plant ?

Not a tractor, you goombah.

A tractor beam.

Like from

a science fiction movie.

Precisely.

Theoretically,

ifa powerful tractor beam...

were shot at the moon

exactly at lunar perigee,

it could move the moon

into another orbit.

Move the moon ? But why

would anybodywant to do that ?

Who knows, Vince ?

Who knows ?

[Banging On Metal]

Here we are, sir.

I cant believeyou have been

creeping around in these vents.

Theyre school property.

Dang ! The lines dead.

Hey, what did you do

with the walkie-talkie

you confiscated from me last week ?

Top drawer, on the right.

Just lookwhat Phils done to my office.

I had it all nice and clean

for the summer.

Packs ofgum, yo-yos,

my old baseball--

Hey, Ive been looking

for this.

Here it is--

mywalkie-talkie.

Now all I gotta do is

contact the guys and--

- Oh, no.

- What is it, Detweiler ?

I told em

that guywas a nut.

[ T.J. ] Hello !

Hello ! Is anybody there ?

Its T.J. !

T.J., buddy, youre okay ?

- Yeah, Im fine,

and so is Principal Prickly.

- Principal Prickly ?

I dont have time to explain,

but I thinkweve figured out

what Benedict is up to.

Hes trying to get rid

ofsummervacation !

No !

Guys, dont freak out on me !

I got a plan ! All we do is--

Heh-heh. Why, Mr. Bald Guy,

what a surprise.

T.J. ! T.J. !

- Its dead !

- They mustve got him !

What are we gonna do ?

Theres only

one thing we can do:

we gotta get help.

[ Becky] Bow-wow ! Welcome to Floppy

Burger. May I takeyour order, please ?

- Becky, this is Vince.

- [ Becky] What areyou doing here ?

Its notjust Vince, its me,

Gretchen, everybody. We got a problem !

I got a problem too-- six dweeby

ten-year-olds who wont leave me

alone, even when Im at work.

I am a professional ! So whatever

your little problem is, forget it !

- But its about T.J .

- Hes in trouble,

and he needs your help.

[ Becky ]

Well, isnt that nice ?

After stealing my diary, threatening

to put it on the Internet...

and making me drive across the

state three times, he needs my help ?

Give me one good reason

why I should help him.

Cause hes your little brother,

and he needs you.

Please pull forward to

the second drive-thru window.

A confiscated

walkie-talkie.

Why doyou do these things ? Doyou

enjoy tormenting me ? Doyou hate me ?

I dont hateyou, Phil.

I just thinkyoure insane.

[ Chuckles ]

Insane.

Well, thereyou go again, Pete.

Insulting me, hurting my feelings,

Just like 30 years ago.

Only this time, Petey,

Im ready.

You see, all thoseyears, no matter

how big I got, no matter how successful,

I always thought aboutyou.

Howyou embarrassed me !

Howyou humiliated me !

Howyou destroyed my relationship

with Muriel Finster,

the onlywoman I ever loved !

- That part still grosses me out, sir.

- Shh.

This time, Pete,

Im gonna humiliateyou.

Im gonna prove to the world

thatyou were wrong and I was right.

- About what ?

- About recess !

About freedom !

About test scores !

Ive found a way

to prove my theory.

Im gonna get rid of

the biggest recess ofthem all.

I am gonna get rid

ofsummervacation.

- You fiend !

- Fiend. Try to help people,

thats the thanks you get.

- Itll neverwork, Phil.

- Well, actually, Pete,

thats whereyoure wrong.

You see, all I have to do is modify

the moons orbit ever so slightly,

and tide levels on the Eastern Seaboard

rise eight feet.

Move the moon over here,

and the currents that warm California

suddenly become ice-cold.

Summer, as we know it,

will become a thing ofthe past.

And without summer,

- [ Both Gasp ]

- no summervacation.

- Youll never get away

with this, Benedict.

- Oh, yeah ?

Well, whos gonna stop me ?

Wow, I cant believe

my little brother...

actually stumbled on

a real, live evil conspiracy.

- Thats ourTheodore.

- You should see the crates

ofsoda they left back there.

And boxes ofmustard

and ketchup too.

Mmm, tomato-ey.

Hey, thats stuffs the property of

Floppy Burger International.

Quityour gabbin and step on it.

We need reinforcements.

[Cheering, Shouting]

[Cheering, Shouting]

[Finster] Im tellingyou,

a troop ofninja warriors...

is using3rdStreetSchoolas

asecretjujitsu trainingground.

- Ninja warriors. Elementary school.

- [ Snickering ]

Jujitsu training ground ?

Hey, lady, arentyou forgetting

the magic laser beam ?

- Im serious !

- So are we.

Hey, I got an idea-- Why dontyou

go home, get some rest...

and well make a personal call

toJackie Chan.

Yeah, hes the perfect man

for ajob like this.

Im telling ya, something is

going on in that school !

Help ! Help !

Somebody get us outta here !

- Calm down, Detweiler.

- Calm down ?

Were locked in a giant birdcage

while a madmans trying to

destroy summervacation,

and you want me

to calm down ?

- I understand, but I--

- How can you understand ?

Yourejust a grownup.

What doyou know

about summervacation ?

Ill letyou in on

a little secret, Detweiler.

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