Slappy and the Stinkers Page #3

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What's this?

Fish and chips?

Someone had a party.

I'm calling the police.

Now who could that be?

Fish and chips!

All right, all right, I'm coming.

Hold your horses.

Yes?

Gordon! Gordon, Daddy's locked out.

Oh, forget it!

- Hurry, Slappy, hurry!

- Come on.

What do we do with him now?

It's getting late and he looks bushed.

Why me?

You're the only one with a double bed.

My mom'll have us all arrested

if she finds out that this smelly thing

is in here with me.

Witz, two pieces of advice.

Don't insult him.

And try not to wheeze.

Because to a sea lion, a wheeze

could sound like a mating call.

What? A mating call?

Don't go! Don't go!

Guys, don't go! Don't go!

That's it! Get out of the bed!

Oops. Sorry.

Sh! Keep quiet.

Hon? I don't like

the sound of that cough.

I heard it all the way in the kitchen.

Yeah, I'm worried. I don't want

another attack of the croup.

God forbid.

That was the worst week of my life.

Allen! What did you have for lunch?

It smells like a fish fry in here.

Fish fry? In here?

- What is that lump?

- Lump? What lump?

I could've sworn

there was something.

Oh, well. I'll give you

some cough syrup.

There you go.

And I'll give you some Z-Lax Junior.

There you go.

I want you all cleaned out.

Yes, Mom.

Goodnight, honey. I'm sure

you'll feel all better in the morning.

There you are.

Yuck! Sea lion slobber.

Hear that? It's my stomach.

I have to go to the bathroom. Happy?

Now you stay here and keep quiet.

Allen, are you all right in there?

Fine, Mom.

This is what happens when you eat

a whole bar of Z-Lax. It's not candy!

Go for the gopher.

Go for the gopher.

This ought to get me my seal back.

Here, fatty, fatty.

I gotta start using

that StairMaster I stole.

Yeah, great. I found the fish.

Where the hell are my glasses?

OK, big guy.

OK, your digging days are over.

Missed him.

That is one cagey gopher.

You're going home, Slappy.

OK, let's go.

One,

two,

three!

There it is, Slappy. Your home.

I'm gonna miss you, Slappy.

- Me, too, Slap.

- Yeah...so am I.

- We're all gonna miss you, Slappy.

- I'm not.

No of fence. But the sight of you

on my toilet will never leave me.

- Here, Slap. Have one for the road.

- Something's wrong. He's not eating.

That's because there's zillions of fish

out there just waiting for him.

Go on, Slappy, you're free.

- Go on, Slappy, dive in.

- Come on, we gotta get him in there.

He just needs a little push.

Why do I always get stuck

with the butt?

You don't move fast enough!

Go on! Go on!

This way!

Come on! Come on!

Look! It's Willy.

Don't you wanna be with Willy?

Don't killer whales eat sea lions?

Gee! Willy looks hungry.

- Uh-oh.

- Now what?

I say we free Slappy

back into the aquarium.

- You're right, Witz.

- I am?

Yeah, I mean, he wouldn't last

two seconds out there in that ocean.

Yeah, Willy'd eat him up

like a fish burrito.

- We messed up, didn't we?

- Yeah.

We can un-mess it.

We gotta get him back to the aquarium.

That's his real home.

We don't have time.

We're late for Parents' Day.

- We'll take him with us.

- To Parents' Enrichment Day?

- We can hide him behind Roy's shed.

- Yeah, Roy won't mind.

I really think this is a bad idea. I was

right once, I could be right again.

Dartmoor proudly presents

Mr Morgan Brinway

starring in Gilbert & Sullivan's

H.M.S. Pinafore.

Very classy school, huh?

I did ten years here.

Harriet's home-made Swedish

south-western chilli!

Get it while it's hot, hot, hot!

It's an old secret family recipe

passed down from generation

to generation.

From my fingers to your lips.

Don't hawk the chilli

like a cheap carny hustler.

If people are hungry, they'll come over!

- Mr Brinway?

- What is it? Oh, Spencer.

Little Spencer Junior and big Mr Dane.

Now it's Parents' Day.

- We want to try the chilli.

- Excellent choice.

Harriet makes it herself from a secret

Swedish south-western family recipe.

- Don't you, Harriet?

- What do I know?

I'm just a cheap carny hustler.

It's good.

It's very tasty, Harriet.

Thank you, Mr Dane.

Call me Spence.

OK...

Spence.

- You run a tight ship here, Brinway.

- He certainly is dressed for it, isn't he?

I've been meaning to ask you, Spen...

Mr Dane.

Yes, Brinway?

I was hoping you'd honour us

by joining our trustees.

If you could find the time, that is.

If I did, would I be able to get

some more of this excellent chilli?

All you can eat, Spence.

We'll talk later, Brinway. Come on.

Right, Spen... Ah, Mr Dane.

Harriet, this is big.

This is really, really big.

That man invented the bendable straw,

and now he's going to be on my board.

Stinkers.

I wonder what they've been up to.

One of us should've stayed with Slappy.

- He'll be fine.

- He looked hungry when we left.

The gopher's back.

That is one big gopher.

His mom must've been

messing around with a seal.

This is getting boring.

Spencer Junior,

you shouldn't be waiting in line.

Come with me.

Ladies and gentlemen, make way

for Dartmoor's Student of the Year...

Off! Off! Off!

Take a hike!

- Thanks, Mr Brinway.

- Oh, call me Morgan.

Thanks, Morgan.

Anybody see a giant gopher?

Slappy, sh!

- Was that a sea lion?

- Sea lion? I don't think so.

It's only Roy.

Gosh, Roy's gone berserk.

Roy, what are you doing?

I got him, Mr Brinway.

That gopher's in here somewhere.

Somewhere in these bushes.

There he is!

That's not a gopher!

That's a wild sea lion, you imbecile!

Roy, give me that thing

before you destroy something.

Roy!

Roy...let go!

Hey! Hey!

Oh, save yourself, little Spencer Junior!

Hey! My son is on that thing!

Look out, Max!

Spencer!

What kind of a lousy operation

are you running here, Brinway?

- Huh?

- I don't know.

Spencer Junior hurt his arm.

If it is broken, I wouldn't want

to be in your shoes.

Come on. Hold your head up,

we are not embarrassed.

I don't know what school

I'm gonna put you in.

Oy!

Hey, you!

What are you doing with Slappy?

Stand back. I'm from the aquarium.

I'm taking him back where he belongs.

- He hates it in there.

- Stand back. He might bite you.

- He wouldn't bite anybody.

- Just leave him alone!

You? You're in enough trouble as it is.

You're lucky I don't press

seal-napping charges.

- Seal-napping charges? Jail? No good.

- No good.

My beautiful school looks like a war zone.

And you Stinkers are responsible.

All we wanted to do was help Slappy.

It was my idea.

So if you want to be mad at somebody,

you should be mad at me.

And me.

And me.

And me.

I guess me, too.

Well, that's very touching.

Yeah, just like the scene in Spartacus

when they said they were all...

Quiet! You have all broken

double probation.

You don't belong here

at the Dartmoor Academy.

You're all expelled.

For life!

Hi, we're from the Springville Aquarium,

and we got a call about a sea lion here.

You're too late. Some guy from

your aquarium already picked him up.

But that's impossible. We came

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