Teacher's Pet Page #2
Leonard! Come on,
Lenny-bones, hop in!
Let's skit-skat-skedoodle!
Florida's not gonna
come to us, you know?
Mwah!
Bye, Spotty-wots!
Be a good doggie!
Whoa!
Don't forget your sun block.
John?
MAN ON TV. Mancia?
- Jolhn!
- Mancia!
Yawn! Mush-a!
- Jolhn?
- Mancia?
You stupid people
with no lives...
are watching
- Aah!
- Aah!
Hi, I'm Barry Anger...
and today on the hot seat,
we have Dr. Ivan Krank...
a world-class wacko who-
get this-
claims he can turn animals
into human beings!
Huh? Turn animals
into human beings?
My dream come true!
Oh, now, how did this trash
get on my TV?
Where's my clicker?
Oh, for goodness sakes,
where did I put that?
Hey!
Oh, silly me, I must have
left it in the kitchen.
Well, good excuse to get
us all some more yummies!
Moochie poochie!
God love her for the food,
but that woman is definitely...
a couple of caraways
short of a seed bell.
Shh! Look!
Direct from Florida,
where the cuckoo nuts grow...
the world's biggest wacko,
Dr. Ivan Krank!
I am not a wacko!
I am a man of science,
who has perfected...
the neuro-electrical,
photo-pulsar-based...
methodology to isolate
the genome on the dna strand...
which will allow me
to transform dumb animals...
into dumb human beings-
just like you!
Wow, it's my dream come true!
AUDIENCE.
Wacko! Wacko! Wacko!
Wacko! Wacko! Wacko!
No! You are the wackos...
if you don't believe
that the possibilities...
for change in this world
are infinite!
And I'll prove it!
As soon as I find
to turn into
a real live human being!
Me, Dr. Krank, me!
Hey, smart boy,
We can hear them,
but they can't hear us.
I've got to meet that man.
He's the one chance
I have to finally make...
But he's all the way
in Florida...
where Leonard and his mom
What a coinkidink.
Coinkidink, Mr. Jolly?
Coinkidink?
That I just happened
to lay on that clicker...
and change to that channel
and see that miracle man...
who just happens
to live in Florida...
where Leonard and his mom just
happen to be going as we speak?
Coinkidink, Mr. Jolly...
or fate?
Cover for me with
the pet-sitter, guys.
I'm goin' to Florida!
Aah! Cover with the pet-sitter?
But how? We have no experience!
And we have no time to prepare!
Oh, dear me!
Oh, this is bad.
This is very bad.
How will we ever
pull it off? Oh!
La la la la
Ooh!
Oh, mercy, Spot!
I almost sat on you!
Do you love mommy?
Come on, Leonard,
let's play a game.
"20 questions. "
I'll start. Here's your hint.
It's someone you love.
What? Spot?
Wow, good guess!
No, I saw him!
With my own eyes!
Oh, you want to play that game.
Ha ha ha!
All righty,
I spy with my little eye-
Spot!
No, come on, honey, Spot can't
Mom, you gotta stop!
Ooh, ooh, you're right.
We do. We need gas.
OK, you fill 'er up, sweetie.
I've got to go powder my nose.
Cleanliness is next
to godliness...
but gas station bathrooms
are not.
Spot? Spot? Where are you?
Oh, no...
Lose something, bunky?
Spot! Ha!
You're OK!
I can't believe it!
What are you doing here?
I had to come, Lenny!
How could I stay away?
I just love you so much and
wanted to be with you so bad.
A boy needs a dog.
OK, I also need a lift
to Florida...
for my own self-serving
reasons...
but why spoil
this beautiful moment with that?
I love ya!
I want to be with ya!
Mmm, give us another hug!
Oh, Spot, good ol' boy!
Hey, wait a second.
Are you crazy?
You heard what
Principal Strickler said...
about no dogs
in his Wentawaygo.
And here comes my mom
right now!
What are we gonna do, Spot?
- Spot?
- Did you just say Spot?
No, Mrs. Helperman,
he said Scott!
your old pal from back home!
Who'da thunk it
He's good.
Oh, Scott, I've missed you.
Really, Mrs. H? How much?
Enough to take me
on the rest of your trip...
Heh heh!
- Could we, Mom?
- Well, of course not, honey.
Scott's obviously traveling
with his family.
What family? Oh! My family!
Sure, I'm traveling
with my family.
My whole family-
Mom, sis, Grandma...
Uncle Jojo, the ventriloquist,
his dummy Floyd-
My family!
Ooh, I love 'em!
I love 'em, but darn the luck,
wouldn't you know...
they can't go to Florida,
because-because why?
There's been an emergency?
Good. I mean,
it's a good emergency.
The kind where
they all have to go home...
but I can still
go to Florida with you.
Which is the good part,
so, come on, let's hit the road!
Well, hmm, I'd certainly
need to discuss it...
with your mother first.
Oy, you don't make this easy.
She'll meet you
right over there.
Slhe just. ulh.
Ihas to get dnessed.
Ooh, jeez!
What I have to go through
to become a real live boy!
Ooh!
SPO T. Wlhy. Many Lou Helpenman!
Hello and Ihalleloo!
Ha ha ha!
If you weren't just sent
from heaven above...
to take our dear
little Scott to Flor-
I'm sorry to interrupt,
Mrs. Leadready...
but do you want to hear
the funniest thing?
I brought that exact
same dress on this trip.
Oh, that is funny.
You're a stitch!
Anyway, back to poor Scott.
He so desperately wants
to go to Florida.
same shade of lipstick, too!
Really? What a coinkidink!
Anyway, as I was saying-
And those earrings
look awfully familiar.
Are you gonna take him or not?!
Darlin'.
Well, gee, shouldn't we check
with the rest of your family?
Oy. The rest of my-
I'll see
who's round the corner!
Yeah, yeah, I tell ya-
Thanks, gals.
Missus, please take Scott...
so I can have some peace
from all his merciless teasing!
Young lady, I missed my chance
to see Florida...
when I was the boy's age...
and look what a bitter old woman
I turned out to be!
You must be Scott's-
I can't talk to you!
I'm too bitter!
Hoity-toity-toity-toity-toi.
An' 'tis wishin' I am
that some fine soul...
would take me Scotty boy
to Florida.
Uncle Jojo the ventriloquist?
'Tis!
And where's your dummy Floyd?
Great St. Patty's shillelagh!
The little leprechaun
must be around here somewhere.
OK, you be Floyd.
- Me? I don't know what to do!
- Just shut up and act dumb!
- What?
- Perfect!
Mrs. Helperman,
meet dummy Floyd.
Take our Scott, please!
Oh, ha ha ha!
Ohh, Leonard's gotta see this.
Where'd he go?
And where's Scott?
Oh, I'll find 'em, Colleen...
providin' you'll hie me
fine nephew to fair Florida.
Well, of course, I'll take him!
I've been planning
to take him all along.
And you couldn't
have just said that...
to the lady
in the flowery dress?
Saints preserve us!
Say good-bye, Floyd!
Top o' the mornin' to ya!
Hey, I do the cliched
- So, whassup?
- So, whassup?
Well, Scott, it looks like you
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