Table 58 Page #2

I did see a tight spiral in there,

so I'm going to give you a chance.

I'll see you on the field.

Wait. Aren't you staying for the pep rally?

I hate rallies. I hate pep.

Hey!

Sweatpants!

Don't mess with the king.

Ick. No offense.

You can't say something offensive

and make it better by adding "no offense. "

That's something a rude idiot would do.

No offense.

Hey, guys, over here.

Anyone not in a seat

in the next four seconds

gets detention!

One! Four!

These laces.

I tried. Braised them for an hour.

They taste like foam, turned my pots green,

Principal Friday says, "find its porpoise. "

Namaste!

I've got to get myself some velcro.

Moo!

I said, "moo"! Thank you.

I hereby declare this pep rally over.

You are now assembled unlawfully.

Oh!

I don't know about you, but...

My school spirits have been lifted.

What happened?

Our shoes. They've been compromised.

Eight more to go. Good job!

Forget football. This is your porpoise.

Let's just untie our shoes before...

Whoa! Loitering after the bell rang.

De-ten-tion! After school.

- What?

- No!

- Yes.

- Vice Principal Monty,

I have try-outs after school.

Attention, delinquents.

An official Logan Davis I.O.U.

I'll do 20 minutes of detention today,

finish it up tomorrow.

Now, I owe you.

See all those unruly leaves?

They are a metaphor for

your own unruly behavior.

You're going to rake it and contain it.

Gloves, bags, this way! Come on!

This punishment is both cruel and unusual.

I can respect that.

Hey, Jane. I thought you said

everyone kept with their

own at this crazy school.

Under penalty of death.

Well, Pierce and Ziggy seem to be buds.

Keep this up and you'll

be sitting at Table 12.

Detention is over when you

have rid the quad of all leaves.

Hey, guys, we forgot gloves.

Skip them. The sooner we finish,

the sooner we can go.

Feeney!

This candy ain't going

to crush itself, bro.

Newbs, please.

After school detention's only an hour.

Once time is up, Monty has to let us go.

Leaves or no leaves.

A detention loophole?

Cool.

You're in my world now, kid.

I can wait an hour. Bebe out.

Dullbert out as well.

Well, I'm in.

I'm meeting Coach Peterson in 20 minutes.

We got this. If we work together,

I know we can get this done.

Table 58 can do anything.

What do you say?

Forget them. Tick tock.

Thanks, Olive. You're a good friend.

See those nerds?

They leave for the academic

decathlon in 20 minutes.

Oh, and you want to be with them.

You saw how vindictive they were.

If I miss this competition,

they'll think they don't need me.

Then I'll be permanently ousted

from the metaphorical fold.

Okay. I only understood about half of that,

but whatever, let's do this.

Hey, Logan.

Why don't you just use the

leaf vacuum in the tool shed?

There's a leaf vacuum?

Perfect.

It was perfect.

Yup, it's locked.

Back to crushing.

Bebe, do you have a hairpin?

Hat or bobby?

Black, blonde, red, brown, or sparkle?

Just give me one.

You just assume that I can pick a lock?

Yeah, okay.

Excellent, big guy.

- Olive, what's the fastest...

- Way ahead of you.

According to my calculations,

vacuuming in a reverse fibonacci spiral

is the most efficient

leaf-gathering method.

You gave yourself a gold star?

Excellence should always be recognized.

Fine. You're dismissed.

One minute to spare.

Feet, don't fail me now.

Try-outs, here I come.

Halt!

No-no-no-no-no.

No one leaves till they're no more leaves.

Who's responsible for all this?

Well?

Fine. Then you can all stay to clean it up.

Detention's back on, baby!

It's all my fault.

Nobody else is to blame.

I forgot to tie up my bags.

And... I'll stay and clean it up.

Wow.

You've only been here one day,

and already managed to get on my bad side?

Consider your efficiency noted.

Fine. He stays. The rest

of you are free to go.

Thank you.

Yo, new kid. You missed a leaf.

Decent move, Davis. When I met you,

I pegged you to be just

another dumb, selfish jock.

Turns out I was half-wrong.

Thanks... wait. Which half?

I did what I had to do.

Olive needed this more than I did.

What about your destiny

of moving a ball down a dirty lawn?

Maybe coach will give me another shot?

Sure, he will.

Right after he buys you a lollipop

and a unicorn named "Linda. "

Now, don't count me out too soon.

Wait till Coach sees me spiral

my breakfast burrito tomorrow.

I'll bug him every day

till I make the team.

Until then...

the bottom of the barrel welcomes you.

Hey, guys! How about a hand?

All... your... fault.

Hey, how was I supposed to know

that there was poison oak on the quad?

I told you kids to wear gloves.

Well, good news is, those foam hands

should keep the calamine applied

directly to those disgusting,

infected skin boils.

So you could say, they serve...

They serve a porpoise!

I need a moment.

I was going to...

- Monty!

- Yeah.

I've been thinking. Table 58's different

from those other tables.

Because we're hygiene-optional!

I believe Logan's referring

to our complementary strengths.

I say, we use those strengths

to get back to our tables.

We work together to break apart.

Oh, irony.

You are truly the

universe's rubber chicken.

Yeah, so anyway...

We should at the top, the Royals.

We'll take them down first.

This idea...

It doesn't annoy me that much.

The Royals are wonderful, popular...

once we take them down, you can be queen.

I'm in.

Statistically speaking, working as one unit

would increase our chances of succeeding.

Don't you ever just talk

like a normal person?

Short answer... No. Long answer...

Uh, we're done.

So, we're all in?

Yeah, I dig it.

Queen Bebe...

Has a nice ring to it, right?

Wait. We're going to take down

the richest, meanest table in school?

How are we supposed to do that?

No idea.

- Great organizational skills.

- No battle plans?

I can't wait to start.

Pound it!

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