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Recess: School's Out Script





Hey, how’s it going, Frank ?



Not so good. I can’t seem to get

this photon channelerworking.



Well, you’d better

figure it out.



- The colonel wants to show

the system to the top brass next month.

- I know, I know.



[ Men Shouting ]




- What was that ?



- What’s that sound out there ?

- [ Alarm Blaring ]



It’s a break-in !

Erase the access code !



X-Y- --



[ Gasps ]



[ Both Groan ]



[Alarm Continues

Blaring, Stops]



All clear.



Neatly done, Fernlick.



- It’s, uh, Fenwick, sir.

- Oh.



- Are they dead ?

- No, sir. Merely unconscious.



Good, good.

You know how I hate violence.



Mmm. Nice shine.



-Uh, what next, sir ?

-Well, obviously, we establish our base.



- And where will that be ?

- The last place on Earth they’d look.



A place called...

 rd Street School.



Last day ofschool sale,

boys and girls.



Getyour celebratory

contraband right here.



Shaving cream, T.P., goofy string,

maps ofthe teachers’ houses.



I’ll take one ofthem maps,

Hustler Kid.



Hey, Diggers, let’s party.



Can’t now. Gotta finish filling up

our holes before the end ofthe day.



Won’t be able to dig ’em up nextyear

ifwe don’t fill ’em now.



[ Spitting ]

Hey ! Big kids bury me !






I, King Bob, in my last official

act before entering middle school,



hereby anoint this boy here

King Freddie the Second.



Mayyou boss around

all ofthe kids with fairness.



The king has graduated !

Long live the king !



- [ Cheering ]

- ¯¯ [ ‘‘Hail to the Chief’ ]



Elbow up !

Eyes forward !



You call that kazoo playing ?



- Ah, ceremony.

- I’m, like, moved, AshleyA.



Saywhatyou want about their

personal lives, Ashley Q



The royals have such style.



Keep ’em comin’ !

Let’s go !



Ms. Finster, the kids are practically

mad with last-day-of-school fever !



Ofcourse they are, Randall.

They’re animals living by pure instinct.



I’ve got a list

ofinfractions a mile long:



The Diggers

hit a water main,



- the kindergarteners

are feasting on paste,

- Never mind, Randall.



Hustler Kid is, uh--

Did you say ‘‘never mind’’ ?



That’s right, Randall. What I’ve

got here is bigger, much bigger.



All this year I’ve been holding

back on the ice cream, hiding it

from all those little savages.



Just look at it, Randall.

I’m counting      maybe     cases ofit.



What areyou going to do

with all those ice creams ?



Sell ’em back to the district,




Think ofall the chalk

and erasers we can get.



But, Ms. Finster,

I’ve got dirt on everybody.



Well, everybody except

Detweiler and his pals.



Come to think ofit,

I haven’t seen those guys anywhere.



Ah, forget about ’em, Randall.



There’s nothing T.J. Detweiler and his

hooligan friends can do to stop me now.



Well, that should do it.

There’s enough here for everyone.



Good. Then it’s party time.



Kids ofthe playground !



I giveyou ice cream !



Pull !



[ Cheering ]



- Ice cream !

- Choco-pops !

- Fudge bars !



Fudgsicle !



My ice cream !



Stop it !

Stop it, I say !



You little monsters

are in trouble now !



-Just wait’ll Principal Prickly

finds out about this !

-Attention, students !



- This is Principal Prickly talking.

- Ooh, that was fast.



Some ofyou may have noticed

ice cream on the playground.



I willnotstandforthis. This

ice creamshouldbe eatenimmediately.



Huh ?



[ Cheering ]



In addition, I wantyou all to ignore

Ms. Finster, no matterwhat she says...



about ice cream

or anything else.



- [ Cheering Continues ]

- [ Muttering ] This can’t be happening.



Furthermore, I want to inform you

all that I have a fat, saggy butt...



which I like to scratch

every hour on the hour.



Also, I want to apologize

to all ofyou...



for being such a mean principal,

taking away hall passes,

giving guys recess detention,



refusing toacceptsicKnotes

just ’causeitdoesn’tlooK




maKingKidsstandat the wall

forten wholeminutes, withnobreaK!



Man, I feel ashamed ofmyselffor all

the terrible, rotten things I’ve done.



And nextyear,

I promise to--



Why, Principal Prickly, sir,

what a surprise.



Why doyou do this to me, Detweiler ?

Doyou enjoy tormenting me ?



- Doyou hate me ?

- On the contrary, sir, I have

the utmost respect foryou.



Don’t be smart with me, boy. All year

long you’ve been pushing me, testing me.



- I don’t know whatyou mean, sir.

- Oh, really ?



How about the timeyou convinced

the F.B.I. I was a Chinese agent

and got me arrested ?



You were giving us a speech on

personal hygiene. You had to be stopped.



How about the time

you forged my signature

and ordered a motorboat for the school ?



It was for the kindergarteners.

Owning a boat’s always been

kind ofa dream oftheirs.



I’ve had enough ofyour pranks.

This time I’m really gonna

throw the book atyou.



With all due respect, sir, you’d better

get throwing, ’causeyou’re out oftime.



- Huh ?

- It’s the last day ofschool, sir.



I’ve only got    more seconds

offourth grade left. Look.



In some ways, people,

this day is a bummer for me.



But in otherways

it’s the ultimate high,



because every milestone thatyou kids

pass is another step towards--



- Uh, Miss Grotke ?

- Yes, Spinelli ?



I don’t mean

to interrupt, but--



Oh, yes !

Be my guest.



[ Kids In Unison ]

Six, five, four, three, two, one--




- [ Cheering ]



- Whoo !

- Whoo-hoo !



[ Laughing ]

Yeah !



[ Together]

Scandalous !



 Callingoutaroundthe world

Areyouready forabrand-newbeat




- You eat paste ! You eat paste !



Andthe timeis right

fordancin’in thestreet




- Hey ! No running in the halls !



Yeah, what’s the big deal ?

It’sjust the end ofthe school year.



[ Together]

The end ofthe school year ?

- Whoo-hoo !




whatyou wear



- Whoo-hoo ! [ Laughing ]

-Justas long asyouare there



Girls, what shall we do with

the rest ofthis corn chowder ?



[ Sniffs ] Aw, leave it in the kettle.

It’ll keep till September.



- [ All Laughing ]

- They’llbe dancing

Dancing in thestreet



- They’re dancin’in thestreet

-Dancing in thestreet



Seeyou nextyear,

Principal Prickly.



You’d better do some

growing up this summer, young man.



[ Sighs ]

I hate myjob.










Dancin’in thestreet



Look at those hooligans.



Actually, I think it’s a wonderful

expression offreedom andjoy.



I’ll tell you a wonderful expression

offreedom andjoy.



Twelve weeks ofnothing but me at the

West Side GolfCourse, and no Detweiler.



I second that emotion, sir.



Man, Teej,

that prankwas sweet.



Yeah, you should’ve seen

Finster’s face-- I thought

she was gonna blow a gasket.



Those limesicles were tasty.



A tasty beginning

to a tasty summer.



Twelve weeks ofnothing but

riding bikes, hanging out at the lake...



and T.P.-ing

the West Side GolfCourse.




the ultimate recess.



Yeah, I can’t wait

to get to baseball camp.



Baseball camp ?

What areyou talking about ?



Actually, Teej,

I’m gonna be out oftown too.



Big-time Wrestling Federation

has this training camp,



and I gotta learn some new moves

ifI’m ever gonna turn pro.



- But, Spinelli--

- It’s military camp for me.



My dad says I need to

learn to be a leader.



I shall be attending

the Mt. Van Buren Space Camp.



- Don’t wanna let those

science geeks get ahead ofme.

- You’re all going to camp ?



- Not me.

- Thank goodness.



The Young Voices Training Program

doesn’t like the word ‘‘camp.’’



They provide opportunities for aspiring

singers to train theirvoices...



in a rigorous

yet supportive setting.



But summer’s gonna be ruined.



What am I gonna do ? Play baseball

by myself? Watch reruns ? Read ?



Sorry, man, but we gotta

think about our futures.



Yeah, we can’t waste the whole summer

Just fooling around like kids.



- But we are kids !

- Actually, as ofthe completion

offourth grade,



we are technically considered

pre-young adults.



And nextyear

we won’t even be ‘‘pre.’’




[ Sighs ]



All right, let’s make the most

ofthe time we’ve got left.

When doyou all leave ?



- First thing in the morning.

- Oh, man.






Well, there’s my bus.



- Better get going.

- Yeah, same here.



Bye, Teej.

Try to have some fun, okay ?



Don’t worry, buddy.

You’ll have a great time without us.



I don’t know, Vince.

All my plans were made for six.



Don’t tell meyou Ashleys

are going to baseball camp.



Eeew !

As if!



Cheerleading camp

is right across the lake. Duh !



I hope it’s a big lake.



[Horn HonKs]



Ah, space camp.



Wonder ifthey’ll

let us make craters.



Hey, Hustler Kid,

I didn’t knowyou wrestled.



I don’t.

I’m pre-management.



Besides, my research tells me

that kids who wrestle trade

the most for contraband snacks.



Which reminds me--

Wanna buy a Winger-Dinger ?



All right, all the kindergarten

performers on the bus first.




- Me ViKing !



Me Viking !

Me Viking ! Me Viking !



Bon voyage...



[ Adult Baritone ]

¯T.J. ¯






Big kid sing good.



- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.



Well, Teej,

there’s my transport.



Why don’tyou come with ?

Military camp’s gonna be a blast !



Griswald, you maggot,

getyour fanny over here now !



Thanks, Gus, but I think I’ll

stick it out at home this summer.



Okay, butyou don’t know

whatyou’re missing.



- Hiya, Captain Brad !

- I don’t likeyou, Griswald.

I am notyour friend !



- Do I make myselfclear ?

- Yes, sir ! Not looking

for friendship, sir !



Good luck, Gus.

You’re gonna need it.



Man, this summer’s

gonna whomp.










 Two canbe

asbadas one



It’s theloneliestnumber

since thenumberone



[ Bird Squawking ]










 Yes, it’s







 ’Cause one

is theloneliestnumber











worse than two



And so, the summer season

officially begins...



with kids all over the country

rushing offto camp.



In other news, the national

No Recess movement...



has hit a serious

stumbling block...



with the disappearance

ofits leader,



former Secretary of Education

Phillium Benedict.



Benedict, fired by the president

twoyears ago for his extremist views,

has recently been--



No recess ?

What a bunch ofhogwash.



[ Yawns ]

Morning, Mom. Morning, Dad.



Areyoujust getting up now ?

Geez, you’re sleeping away

yourwhole vacation.



Why don’tyou go play

with your friends ?



What friends ? The ones

who abandoned me and went to camp ?



Now, T.J., I know there are

other boys around this summer.



Mrs. Ween says Randall is available.

Doyou want me to make a play date ?



- A play date ?

- Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad.



Bye, T-Jerk.



Now, Becky, be nice

toyour little brother.



He’s feeling S-A-D right now.



- I can spell, Mom.

- Well, unlike some kids,

I gotta get to work.



Mr. Walsh says ifI can

master the Vatman     



I’ll be assistant manager

by the end ofthe summer,

and you know what that means--



I’ll get to drive

the Floppy Burger truck.



Boy, she’s sure

aiming for the stars.



At least she’s not sitting

around the house, moping all summer.



Going to a play date

with Randall.



Man, I can’t believe

I sunk this low.



This is the worst summer ever.



[ Loud Zap ]



- What the heck ?

- [ Loud Zap ]



- That’s weird.

- Hey, you!



Get away from that fence !



Hey, Dad, what do they

use the school for during the summer ?



They lock it up.

It’s empty. Why ?



Today, when I was riding by,

I saw this scary guy and--



I’m sure he wasjust

cleaning up.



I think something weird’s going on

in there-- something really weird.



[ Sighs ]

Mrs. La Salle was right.



We should’ve sent him

to some kind ofcamp.



 :   a.m. Ugly bald guy

still guarding school.



[Horn HonKs]



Staging area one.



- Give me a hand with this.

- Got it.



 :  -and-a-halfa.m.

Grownups wrong. School’s not empty.






 :   and three quarters.

Green glow in window again.



I’m going in

for a closer look.



[ Loud Zap ]







[ Gasps ]



Mom ! Mom !



- [ Groans ]

- T.J. ! Areyou all right ?



Those guys at the school, they’re doing

some kind ofevil experiment !



That bonk on the head

must’ve rattled your little brain.



- But, Mom--

- You’re feverish.



You wait right here.

I’ll go get the baby thermometer

and the petroleum jelly.



Uh, Dad, Dad !



- Dad !

- What is it, boy ?



Those bad guys have a laser beam

and they’re lifting this safe--



T.J., did you run into

the sliding glass door again ?



No, but-- Yeah, but--

Gaaah !



Come back ! Your mom’s gonna

want to takeyour temperature !



Okay, kid,

we got it all in the report.



We’ll take care of

those mad scientists.



[ Chuckles ] Yeah, no one’s gonna

levitate any safe on mywatch.



Ooh, look, Artie,

somebody’s levitating my doughnut...



with a laser beam !



-[Laughing Continues]

- Gohome, Kid!Gohome!



Laugh at me, will ya ?



- I’m gonna be a taxpayer someday !

-[Man] Haveagoodround.



Principal Prickly !



Wait !



Yeah, you guys

did it right.



Psychology, law, waste management--

good, solid careers.



Me, I’m stuckwith a bunch

ofpain-in-the-neck kids all year.



- Pete, areyou gonna putt

or grouse all day ?

- Okay, okay, here goes.




- Ohh !



You gotta come quick !

It’s an emergency !



Well, well, well, ifit isn’t

Mr. Ice Cream For Everyone.



- This is that kid

I was telling you about.

- The ‘‘saggy butt’’ kid ?



- Hey, hey, whatever happened to

doctor-patient confidentiality ?

- Sorry.



Something weird’s

going on in the school.

I saw these mad scientists and--



Yeah, yeah, very funny.

I’m not falling for another one

ofyour so-calledjokes.



- How dumb doyou think I am ?

- It’s not ajoke, sir.



They have this laser beam, and--



Aw, please, Principal Prickly, you gotta

believe me ! The school’s in danger !



Give me a break,




Come on.

Go with the kid, Pete.



- This isn’t the kind ofissue

you should be avoiding.

- [ All Laughing ]



All right, Detweiler,

let’s get this overwith.



Looks fine to me.

Now can I go back to my golfgame ?



Just wait till you get inside.

You’ll see.



Oh, the things I do

foryou kids.



Sometimes I thinkyou were

put on this Earthjust to--



- Aaah !

- Aaah !



Aaah !



[ Panting ]

    :   a.m.



Principal Prickly




in a horrifying field




The cops won’t listen.

Mom and Dad won’t listen.



I gotta get the guys together.

It’s the onlyway.



Like, I am so through

with him, Melissa.



He asked me ifI spoke French,

then winked at me.



Becky, you gotta help me !

I need a ride up to Chesterville !



Areyou kidding ? I’m not doing anything

foryou, you little dork.



‘‘Oh, how I dream ofthe mustache fuzz

onJimmy’s sweaty lips...



glistening as he cooks in the light

ofa dozen hamburger heat lamps.’’



- Hey, that’s my diary ! Give me that !

- Ah-ah-ah. I’ve got copies.



Eitheryou give me a ride,

or this baby hits the Internet.






Headouton thehighway



ThanKs fordrivingme, BecKy.



You’re thesweetestbigsister

aKidcouldasK for.



Andyouare theannoyingpetmonKey

I wish Inevergot!



Hey, I trytoKeep things




Nextreststop, pullin.

Igotta taKe care ofbusiness.



Get that front leg up,




You call that a pitch,

Hornsby ?



Come on, La Salle !

Throw it, don’t aim it !



I know, I know !



Man, I can pitchjust fine

when I’m with my friends.



Psst! Psst!



- T.J., what areyou doing here ?

- You gotta come back to town.

It’s an emergency.



What ? I can’tjust leave.



Something weird

is going on at school.



- Principal Prickly got dematerialized.

- Dematerialized ?



- T.J., you’re crazy.

- Am I ?



Mt. Van Buren ? That’s    miles away.

I’m not taking you there.



‘‘Dear Diary,

I dreamed ofJimmy again.



He was rocking me so gently,



-just like he rocks the grease off

a basket ofhot and steamy onion rings.’’

- [ Moans ]



- Whoa ! Let me look at that.




Hey, you kids ! Get away from

that fake Martian landscape !



- Miss Director ! Miss Director !

- What is it now, Gretchen ?



I’ve been studying the moon with the

   -inch telescope at the observatory,



and I’ve detected some peculiar

eccentricities in its orbit.



Gretchen, maybeyou should try out one

ofthese neat antigravity harnesses.



The other kids love ’em,



and look, you can even do back flips,

Just like real astronauts.






[ Sighs ]

Why do I bother ?



Becauseyou’re driven

by a passionate desire for knowledge ?



T.J. ? Vince ?

What areyou guys doing here ?



You’re not gonna

believe this, but--



- Dematerialized ?

-Just like out ofStar TreK.






¯ Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi ¯



- ¯ Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi ¯

- ¯ Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi ¯



¯ Mi, mi, mi, mi-- ¯

[ Whispering ]



Me ?



Look out, marshals !

Here comes the flying press !



[ Grunts ]



Youareapathetic excuse

forasoldier, Griswald!



You will never be a leader !

Now, stand at attention until I return !



And do not move a muscle !

Doyou hear me ? Not a muscle !



- Thanks a lot, sis.

- You owe me gas money.



- Okay, Teej, what’s this

big secret plot ofyours ?

- Follow me.



Look at that.



Let’s get movin’ out.



- Who are those guys ?

- Perhaps they’re government agents.



- Or gangsters.

- Or aliens.



Aliens ?

They don’t look like aliens.



Well, maybe they’re in disguise.



Yeah, ifyou were an alien,

you wouldn’tjust walk around

in your lizard skin all day.



Hmm. Good point.



Whoever they are, we need

to take a closer look.



- We’ll get the rest later.

- Right. I’ll close it up.






Man, this thing weighs a ton.



That’s ’cause it’s full

ofmoon rocks and alien eggs.



Hey, it’sjust

a bunch ofpaper.



Weather maps ? Test scores ?

Some stuffwritten in Swedish ?



- Actually, that’s Norwegian.

- Whatever. It’s all

Just dumb school stuff.



You got me out ofbaseball camp to watch

some guys restock the supply room ?



No ! Something’s going on

in the school ! I swear !



Teej, I thinkyou cooked

this whole thing upjust ’cause

you wanted us back from camp.



- What ?

- Hey, we understand.



It must be pretty boring around here

all summer byyourself.



Your mind simply created an adventure

because it needed some excitement.



No, it really happened.

I saw Prickly disappear.



Well, if Prickly disappeared,



then who’s that ?



- Come on, guys. Let’s get back to camp.

- Yeah.



Seeya in a few weeks, Teej.



No, wait !

You guys gotta believe me !



- I’m not making it up ! I-- I--




- Aye-yi-yi, yi-yi.

- [ All Gasp ]



Whoa !

What’s happening ?



[ Sputtering ]



Okay, that right there ?

That was messed up.



[TJ. ]

MiKey ?



Mikey, you okay ?



W-Where am I ?



You’re in T.J.’s backyard, man.



How’d you guys

get me here ?



Hey, this is kinda comfy.



Yeah, yeah. Get out ofthere,

you big lummox.



Okay, Teej, you were right. Something

weird is going on in the school.



- And Prickly must be in on it.

- I saywe go to the police.



I alreadywent to the police.

I went to everyone. Nobody’ll listen.



- What we need is proof.

- Proof? How are we gonna get proof?



- I got a plan. A stakeout.

- A stakeout ?



We can stay up in my tree house

and watch the school every night

until something happens.



- Like one ofthem TV cop shows.

- Sure.



The next time those laser guys make

a move, we’ll catch ’em red-handed.



We can take pictures

with my night-vision digital cam.



Then we call in the feds

and, bang, we got ’em.




Whataboutcamp ?



Oh, yeah. Ifmy dad finds out

I’ve gone AWOL, he’ll throw me

in the brig till September.



Not to worry. I’ll get Becky to drive

you back to camp in the morning.



Then at night we’ll pickyou up again.

Campers by day, spies by night.



But what ifthe camp counselors

notice we’re not there ?



Leave that to me.



- Call foryou, sir.

- Give me that.



- Captain Brad here.

- Bradley. This is Colonel O’Malley.



- Colonel O’Malley ?

- Your commanding officer !



Oh ! Yes, sir !

Sorry, sir !




Griswald. Goodman. One ofthebest.



- H-He is ?

- You heard me ! He’s officer material.



I’ve had my eyes on him




Now, pay attention, Bradley. I’ve got

Griswald on special assignment tonight.



- When he gets back to camp,

act like nothing’s happened.

- Yes, sir !



And you’d better start making his bed

and spit-shining his shoes as well.



That’s all for now.

Carry on.



Okay, Spinelli, you’re next.



¯ Someone’s wrestling

My Lord ¯



¯ Kumbayah ¯



¯ Heads are smashing

My Lord ¯



-[Phone Rings]

- ¯ Kumbayah ¯



Speak to me.



- ¯ Bones are cracking, My Lord ¯

- Yeah ? Yeah ?



- I’ll cover foryou, Spinelli,

but it’s gonna costyou.

- ¯ Kumbayah ¯¯



Oh, like, that is such the wrong

color forVince. Put the blue one on.



AshleyA, you totally

know how to accessorize.



[ Boys Snoring ]



[ Whispering, Muttering ]



Infrared night vision,

   -to-  zoom.



I gotta hand it toyou, Gretch. You can

see the whole school with this thing.



You can make lots ofhandy devices out

ofthe spare parts in a family’s garage.



I once fashioned

a particle accelerator...



out ofa broken hair dryer

and a four-slice toaster oven.



‘‘Tonight, the magical moment




We met behind the drive-thru menu

and kissed passionately...



as the sound ofthe deep fat fryer

faded into the night.’’



Man, I wish I had

an older sister.



Laugh ifyou will.

I think it’s beautiful.



Sorry I’m late, guys, but I had to

wait till my mom and dad fell asleep...



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 aren’t 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.



It’s the ultimate

kid experience.



Too bad these days are numbered.



Yeah, this is probably

the last summer...



we’ll 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 S’s are tricky.






What’s your problem ? This is

the first summeryou’ve lived here.



I know, and I’ll never

have any ofthose memories.



[ Whimpering ]



Know what I’ll never forget ?



That song

T.J.’s sister taught us...



the first summer

after kindergarten.



Oh, yeah.

Backwhen she was nice.



- How’d 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 ¯




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 ¯











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



[ Loud Zapping ]



Well, here we are, sir. But it’s

Just an old principal’s office.



Why is it so important ?



Because, my academically

challenged young friend,



it used to be mine.



   :   a.m.



Gang back at camp.

I’m goin’ in alone.




Man, oh, man.



I’veheardofsimple assignments,

but this one taKes the caKe.









   :   a.m. I found

what appear to be...



Principal Prickly’s golfpants ?



Factis, you’regettin’

realgoodat thisstuff.



Yeah, you’re a regular

Robert De Niro.



Hey, I’m a man

ofmany talents.



- Principal Prickly ?

- But wasn’t Mrs. Prickly suspicious ?



You kiddin’ ? It was like

taking candy from a baby.



[Laughing Continues]



Double-knit polyester.

These are Prickly’s all right.



But whywould the bald guywanna pretend

to be Principal Prickly ?



And where’s the real

Principal Prickly anyway ?



Wait a minute.

There’s 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,

don’tyou, guys ?



We gotta go in there

and save him.



- Bikes ?

- Check.

- Walkie-talkie ?



- Check.

- Rope with pointy thing ?

- Check.



Good. Then let’s go.



I still say this is nuts.



Breaking out ofthe school

I understand, but breaking in ?



Oh, boy !

Ms. Finster’s gonna love this.









[ Grunting ]




- Dang.



Ten more minutes, and the pizza

would’ve been free.



[ Sighs ]

It’s  :   at night, Randall.



- What doyou want ?

- It’s about T.J. Detweiler.



Randall, I’m offduty until Labor Day.

He’s someone else’s problem now.



But he’s got all his friends

together, and they’re 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.




- Aaaah !







[ Muffled ] Ms. Finster,

could you please get offofme ?




My, this issomewhatcreepy.



Yeah. I’ve never been

in a empty school at night before.



Heck, I’ll 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 somebody’s

feeding the gerbil.



-[Man TalKing, Echoing]

- Shh ! I hear something !



I want this system worKingnow.

Doyouhearme ? Now!



We’re doingourbest, sir. We’vejust

run intoa fewtechnicaldifficulties.



It’s coming from up there.



- LiKe what ?

- I thinK whatDr. Lazenby

is trying tosay--



Oh, IKnow whathe’s trying

tosay. He’s trying to--



- What areyou doing ?

- Finding out what’s what.



[Men Continue TalKing]






[ Grunting ]



I’m stuck.

[ Continues Grunting ]



Curse these

bodacious hips ofmine.



Randall, run back to my place

and get the butter.



- Doyouhaveanyidea who

you’re talKing to, Laramie ?

- It’s Lazenby--



Thatphoton channeler

isapiece ofequipment,

liKea carburetorinyour car!




abrilliant thinKer.



DoyouKnow whatbrilliant thinKers

aresupposedto do ?



They’re supposed to think !



Whoa, what is

all this stuff ?



Well, against the farwall is what

looks to be a plutonium turbine.



Closerahead, you’llobserve





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 !




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  rd Street.

It is going to end at  rd Street.



Dr. Benedict,

we’re ready for the test.










- Ready ?

- I’ve been ready for decades.



-Just do it.

- Yes, sir.



Initiate photon channeling.



Photon channeling initiated.



Set magnification

coordinates .   .



Coordinates set.



Engage tractor beam now.



[ Continues Grunting ]






What are those kids

up to in there ?



[ All Gasp ]



A little more.

A little more.



- He’s shooting at the moon.

- I told you theyweren’t aliens.



[ Beam Sputtering ]



-[Turbine WindingDown]

- Dr. Rosenthal,

why did the beam suddenly--



Oh, what’s 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 ? I’ll do better next time.



‘‘Next time.’’

Isn’t that cute.




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 didn’t know his place,



who kept telling you over and over

that he’d 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 !



Don’t do this to me-e-e !



All right, who’s

second-in-command ?



- Uh, I am, sir.

- Well, good. Nowyou’re in charge.



And ifI wereyou, I’d make sure

I had this machine working at

full power by tomorrow morning.



- Do I make myselfclear ?

- Y-Yes, sir.



Oh, dear,

I got spittle on my lapel.






-[Vince] Wegottagetoutofhere.

- Uh-oh.



- What is it ?

- I got that feeling.



- Hold it in, big guy. Hold it in !

- I can’t !



[ Loud Burp, Echoing ]



What was that ?



Someone had better

say ‘‘excuse me.’’



[ All ]

Whoa !



Fenwick, who let children

into the school ?



U-Uh, n-not me, sir.



- Well, get them !

- Run !



- [ Men Shouting ]

- There they are !



- [ All Gasp ]

- Huh ?



Get offour planet,

alien scum !



[ Groans ]



Over there !



- Get ’em ! Get ’em !

- Come back here !



Huh ? Whoa !



[ Grunts ]



- Hyah !

- Ninjas !



- Hyah !

- Get ’em !



Ninjas ! Why’d they

have to be ninjas ?



[ All Shouting ]



This way ! Hurry !



- Go ! Go ! Let’s go ! Hurry up !

- Go ! Go ! Hurry up !



- Nowyou !

- But, Teej--

- Go !



- Haaah !

- [ Gasps ]



Saveyourselves !



- T.J. ! T.J. !

- It won’t budge !



[ Shouting Continues ]



[ Grunts ]



What theJ.P. Morgan

is going on around here ?



Let me go.

Let me go !



I’m warning you !

I’m a black belt in origami !



Well, well, well,

ifitain’t thelittlesnoop.



- What ? I ain’t no snoop.

- [ Tape Rewinding ]



[ T.J. On Tape ]  :   a.m.

Ugly bald guy still guarding school.



Heh-heh. Oops.



Let’s go, snoop.

You’re in big trouble now.



Ow ! Ow ! Watch thejacket !

It’s cotton !






Principal Prickly !

You’re alive !



- Oww ! Would you be careful !

- Boy, am I glad to seeyou.



You won’t believe what these

guys are doing. They’ve got

this big laser gun and--



- Whoa, who tookyour pants ?

- Never mind, Detweiler.Just untie me.



- These knots are tight.

- Ofcourse.



I’ve been pulling at them

for the last day and a half.

They’ve chaffed mywrist.



- Don’t worry, sir.

My pals’ll get us out ofhere.

- What makes you so sure ?



You don’t know my friends.

They’ll get help. You’ll see.



Soyou’re saying youjust escaped

from a troop ofninja warriors ?



- That’s right !

- And they got a giant laser gun

in the school auditorium ?



- Precisely !

- Which is aimed at the moon ?



Thank heavens you understand !



[ Grunts ]

I’ve almost got it.



Careful, Detweiler.

That’s my putting hand.



[DoorLocK UnlocKing]



Hello, Pete.

Remember me ?



Well, well, ifit isn’t

Phillium Benedict.



- I should’ve known

you’d be the one behind this.

- You know this guy ?



Ah, Pete and I

are old pals.



Although the last time

we saw each other, Pete

was the one ruining my life.



By the way, Pete, you like this suit ?

It’s Italian. Raw silk. Nice, huh ?



You always were more concerned

about appearances than people, Phil.



Oh, Pete, come on.

There’s no need to be rude.



Not after I instructed my men

to take such special care ofyou.



Special care ?

That’s whatyou call gagging me,

tying me up and taking away my pants ?



Had to. Otherwise, you might run offand

betray me, likeyou did the last time.



But, hey,

look at the bright side.



At leastyou’ve got company now.



Let the boy go.

He can’t do anything toyou.



[ Sighs ]

Same old noble Pete.



- Always standing up

for the rights ofchildren.

- You ?



But, unfortunately,

I can’t let anybody go right now.



You see, this experimental, um,

night school that I’m running

is kind ofa secret.



I’m trying to show that my...

[ Chuckles ] adult students

can be trained...



to be capable and productive

members ofsociety.



Well, ifyou’rejust

running a night school,



then what’s that giant laser gun

doing in the auditorium ?



What a rude and badly dressed

little boyyou are.



You should teach your pupils a little

respect for their superiors, Pete.



But that would mean thatyou’d

have to know how to teach them

anything at all, wouldn’t it ?



Geez, how doyou

know thatjerk ?



We went through

teacher training together.



- You mean--

- That’s right, Detweiler.



That man is a rogue teacher.




It wasbacK in thespringof’  .



A differentage.

We wereallyoung, idealistic

andreadyto change the world.



[ Chattering ]






Oh ! Ha ha ha.

Peace, Peter.



Hey, Muriel, had a groovy time

at the Dead concert last night.



You gonna be at the teach-in Saturday ?

We’re gonna paint myVolkswagen.



- Wouldn’t miss it for the world.

- Groovy.



Yes, weall thought

we wereprettycool.



- Butoneguy was the coolestofusall.




Phillium Benedict

was mybestfriend.



He wassmart,

he washandsome.




of rdStreetSchool.



[ All Giggling ]



So, Phillium, how’s it feel

being theyoungest principal

in the history ofthe state ?



Copacetic, baby.



I mean, you know what they say:

Young is in, man, and old is out.



Way out.



Doyou like the American flag

helmet, Pete ? It does go

with the leatherjacket, right ?



You are one groovy educator, Phil.



Cool. Follow me, my man.



I wanna showyou

my new principal’s pad.



Whoa !



Psychedelic principalia.



Pull up a bag, bro.

I wanna rap.



- Lay it on me, man.

- You see, Pete, I been thinkin’.



We’re a new generation

ofteachers, right ?



It’s time we shook things up

a little.



I hearyou, brother.

In fact, dig this.



I was meditating to that new

Ravi Shankar album last night...



when I got

this righteous notion--



What ifwe hold all our classes outside,

on the playground ?



Imagine-- school, recess.

No boundaries.



Hey, baby, that’s a hip idea,

but I got a better thought here.



As my first official act

as principal,



I’ve decided...

to get rid ofrecess.



What ? No recess ?



But, Phil, for a kid,

recess is like a major play-in.



It’s the one time ofday

they have any freedom.



[ Sighs ]

Look, Pete,



the ’  s are over.



All that peace and love

and freedom stuff, it was great

for pickin’ up chicks,



but it’s not gonna

help my career.



To do that, I gotta

make test scores go up,



and to make test scores go up, I gotta

keep kids in class where they belong.



That’s why, starting tomorrow,

I am tuning out recess...



once and for all.




Needless tosay,



Phillium ’splan

didn’tgo overall that well.



[ Shouting ]



- [ Protester] What do we want ?

- [ Crowd ] Recess !



- When do we want it ?

- Now !



- What do we want ? When do we want it ?

- Recess ! Now !



Be cool, people, be cool.

You’re bumming my mellowness.



We’ll be cool when you give our kids

their recess back.



Hey, baby,

I’ll do what I want.



I’m principal ofthe school, and there’s

nothing anyone can do about it. Dig ?



[ Shouting Continues ]







- People, people, please calm down.

- [ Shouting Stops ]



Mr. Prickly here has informed me

ofthis ‘‘no recess’’ proposal.



Let me assureyou that

as long as I’m superintendent,



this radical plan will never

be carried out in this district.



- [ Cheering ]

- Hey, man, youjust don’t get it !



Ofcourse I do, Benedict.



- That’s why I’m replacing you.

- What ?



- Prickly, from now on,

you will be principal.

- Who, me ?



Oh, I see what’s going down here.



You tricked me, went around my back

to the man to get myjob !



- No, Phil, it’s not like that at all.

- Yeah, right !



Come on, Muriel baby,

let’s blow this scene.



No, Phil, it’s over. I could never

be with a man who doesn’t love recess.



Soyou’re against me too.



Well, fine. I don’t need you.

I don’t need anyone !



- Aaah !

- Phil ! You okay, man ?



Don’t touch me !



You took my chick.



You took myjob.



Well, enjoy it whileyou can,

Petey boy,



’causeyou’re gonna pay.



Somehow, someway,



you’re 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 guy’s some weirdo ex-teacher

who wants to get rid ofrecess ?



- Mm-hmm.

- Okay.



Now it’s personal.



Let’s see-- weather maps,

some stuffin Norwegian,



a Farmer’sAlmanac.



Must be something in here that’ll

explain what that Dr. Benedict is doing.



I’ll tell you one thing

he’s not doing--



having lunch tomorrow at    :  

with his little girlfriend.



Spinelli, that’s the man’s

personal date book.



Well, it’s 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.




Ofcourse !



- What areyou talking about ?

- Don’tyou understand ?



Lunaeperigeum is no lady.

It’s an event. Look.



Once a month, the moon reaches the point

where it’s closest to the Earth--



lunar perigee, which in this case

happens to be    :   tomorrow afternoon.



Maybe that’s 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 moon’s position.



I couldn’t figure out what was

causing it, but now it all makes sense.



Dr. Benedict’s device is not a

laser beam at all. It’s a tractor beam !



You mean he’s gonna plow the moon’s

surface ? Whateverwill he plant ?



Not a tractor, you goombah.

A tractor beam.



Like from

a science fiction movie.







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 can’t believeyou have been

creeping around in these vents.

They’re school property.



Dang ! The line’s dead.



Hey, what did you do

with the walkie-talkie

you confiscated from me last week ?



Top drawer, on the right.

Just lookwhat Phil’s done to my office.



I had it all nice and clean

for the summer.



Packs ofgum, yo-yos,

my old baseball--



Hey, I’ve been looking

for this.



Here it is--




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 ?



It’s T.J. !

T.J., buddy, you’re okay ?



- Yeah, I’m fine,

and so is Principal Prickly.

- Principal Prickly ?



I don’t have time to explain,

but I thinkwe’ve figured out

what Benedict is up to.



He’s trying to get rid

ofsummervacation !



No !



Guys, don’t 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. !



- It’s dead !

- They must’ve got him !



What are we gonna do ?



There’s 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 ?



It’s notjust Vince, it’s me,

Gretchen, everybody. We got a problem !



I got a problem too-- six dweeby

ten-year-olds who won’t leave me

alone, even when I’m at work.



I am a professional ! So whatever

your little problem is, forget it !



- But it’s about T.J .

- He’s in trouble,

and he needs your help.



[ Becky ]

Well, isn’t 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 he’s your little brother,

and he needs you.



Please pull forward to

the second drive-thru window.



A confiscated




Why doyou do these things ? Doyou

enjoy tormenting me ? Doyou hate me ?



I don’t hateyou, Phil.

I just thinkyou’re insane.



[ Chuckles ]




Well, thereyou go again, Pete.



Insulting me, hurting my feelings,

Just like    years ago.



Only this time, Petey,

I’m 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,

I’m gonna humiliateyou.



I’m gonna prove to the world

thatyou were wrong and I was right.



- About what ?

- About recess !



About freedom !

About test scores !



I’ve found a way

to prove my theory.



I’m gonna get rid of

the biggest recess ofthem all.



I am gonna get rid




- You fiend !

- ‘‘Fiend.’’ Try to help people,

that’s the thanks you get.



- It’ll neverwork, Phil.

- Well, actually, Pete,

that’s whereyou’re wrong.



You see, all I have to do is modify

the moon’s 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.



- You’ll never get away

with this, Benedict.

- Oh, yeah ?



Well, who’s gonna stop me ?



Wow, I can’t believe

my little brother...



actually stumbled on

a real, live evil conspiracy.



- That’s ourTheodore.

- You should see the crates

ofsoda they left back there.



And boxes ofmustard

and ketchup too.



Mmm, tomato-ey.



Hey, that’s stuffs the property of

Floppy Burger International.



Quityour gabbin’ and step on it.

We need reinforcements.



[Cheering, Shouting]



[Cheering, Shouting]



[Finster] I’m tellingyou,

a troop ofninja warriors...



is using rdStreetSchoolas

asecretjujitsu trainingground.



- Ninja warriors. Elementary school.

- [ Snickering ]



Jujitsu training ground ?



Hey, lady, aren’tyou forgetting

the magic laser beam ?



- I’m serious !

- So are we.



Hey, I got an idea-- Why don’tyou

go home, get some rest...



and we’ll make a personal call

toJackie Chan.



Yeah, he’s the perfect man

for ajob like this.



I’m telling ya, something is

going on in that school !



Help ! Help !

Somebody get us outta here !



- Calm down, Detweiler.

- Calm down ?



We’re locked in a giant birdcage

while a madman’s trying to

destroy summervacation,



and you want me

to calm down ?



- I understand, but I--

- How can you understand ?

You’rejust a grownup.



What doyou know

about summervacation ?



I’ll letyou in on

a little secret, Detweiler.



Every adultyou’ve ever known

was a kid some time in his life.



You thinkwe don’t

remember summervacation ?



Riding bikes by the creek ?

Catching polliwogs in ajar ?

Camping out under the stars ?



Well, you’re wrong.



Some days I sit in my office, looking

out atyou kids on the playground,



and I think, ‘‘They don’t know

how good they’ve got it.



In a fewyears, they’re all

going to be grownups, like me,



and all those good times will

Just be memories for them too.’’



So go ahead, put a whoopee cushion in my

chair, cover my carpet with fake vomit,



make fun of

my big, saggy butt.



But don’tyou ever say I don’t care

about summervacation,



’cause those memories are the last

part ofchildhood I’ve got left.



Principal Prickly,

I had no idea.



Yeah, well, nowyou do.



- So let’s stop messing around.

- How did you get those keys ?



Swiped ’em off Phillium’s desk

when he wasn’t looking.



Now come on.

We’ve got a summervacation to save.



[ All Chattering ]



People ! People !

Just quiet down for a moment !



Oh, man, nobody’s listening.



They’ll listen to me, once I introduce

them to my good friend Madam Fist.



Come on, Spinelli.

That’s your answer for everything.



I don’t seeyou coming up

with any great ideas, sports boy.



Listen to the two ofyou.

You’re not helping at all.



[ All Arguing ]







What we need is a leader.



A kid with

the right training.



A kid who knows strategy

and field tactics.



A kid who commands respect.



Yeah, but where we gonna

find a kid like that ?



Leave that to me.



- [ Chattering Continues ]

-[Gretchen Whistles]



Please !

We have to get organized.



Ah, what’s the use ?



Ifwhatyou say is true,



all the fun ofbeing a kid

is, like, totally ruined anyway.



- It’s like the whole world’s

been turned right side up.

- [ All Agreeing ]



Not necessarily. All we have to do is

work together and come up with a plan.



- Detweiler’s the one who always

comes up with the plans.

- Let’s face it-- we’re doomed.



- [ All Agreeing ]

-[Spinelli] That’s what you thinK!



Kids ofthe playground, meet

your new commanding officer.



Griswald ? He couldn’t

lead a glee club.



You find that funny,

Bradley ?



Well, I’m not here to makejokes !

I’m here to make history !



So ifyou wanna laugh,

take it somewhere else.



But ifyou wanna save the world, then

suck in your gut and stand at attention.



Now who’s with me ?



[Kazoos Playing




[ Screams ]

Soda bomb ! Soda bomb !



[Gus] Vince, youandtheAshleys

willbein charge ofunit ‘A. ’’



I’ll take unit ‘‘B.’’

Spinelli, you get the special forces.



- Special forces ?

- The kindergartners.



- I oweyou for this, Griswald.

- Now there’s one last thing

I need to say.



- [ Talking Ceases ]

- This mission is bigger than

any one ofus kids.



Bigger than T.J .

Even bigger than Principal Prickly.



This, my friends,

is about the future.



- Geez, he sounds like T.J .

- Shh. He’s on a roll.



Years from now when kids who aren’t

even born yet look back on this moment,



they’ll say,

‘‘They did it.



Those kids saved

 rd Street School.



They saved summervacation.’’



So, boys and girls,



we’re goin’ in.



- Twenty-two minutes to perigee, sir.

- Very good, Fenwick.



[Men Chattering Indistinctly]



- Hello, boys.

- Hey !



[Men Groaning]



[Punches Landing]



- Where now ?

- The auditorium.






[ Inhales ]

Nessun dorma



[ All ]

Huh ?



Nessun dorma




Is thataKid ?



- ¯ Ma il mio mistero e chiuso in me ¯

- Hey, kid, get out ofhere !



Aah. Anderson, get rid

ofthat kid, will ya ?








-No, no



- Smithson, Underhill.

- Sir.



Sulla tuaboca




-Lo diro



- ¯ Quando la luce ¯¯

- Hanklin, Morrissey,

Goodman, get over here !



- Yes, sir.

- Right away, sir. On the double.



We’ll take care ofhim.

Don’t worry about it.



You sure this is

gonna work, Detweiler ?



Come on, Principal Prickly.

Don’tyou everwatch old spy movies ?



This trick is pure gold.



Uh, Dr. Benedict wanted to speak to

us about a very important matter.



Hey, you two

aren’t guards.



Run !



¯ I’m called little buttercup ¯



Anderson, Morrissey, Underhill ?

Where is everybody ?



Aah, ifyou want something

done right, you gotta do ityourself.



- ¯ Poor little buttercup ¯

- [ Screams ]



- ¯ Sweet little buttercup, I ¯¯

- [ All Shouting ]



Boy, these space-age

power shovels sure do a greatjob.



Quick, in here.



This way !

They’re inside.



We lost ’em.

Now what ?






[ Both ]




Commence phase two.



Ready ?



- Hey, guards !

- Huh ?



[ Grunting ]

You little brats !



Now !



- Intruders !

- [ Shouting ]



[ All Screaming ]



Scandalous !



[ Shouting Indistinctly]



- Now !

- Huh ?



Bombard, men !



- Get ’em.

- [ All Shouting ]



[ Screaming ]



‘‘Lunch room, front office--’’

Here it is, ‘‘auditorium.’’



[ Loud Hum Resonating ]



Uh, Fenwick,

why is the power off ?



Uh, perhaps

we blew a fuse, sir ?



Well, go fix it !



We must restore the power.

Quickly, here.



Hey, whathappened?

Letus out!



Plan’s working, Gus.



Good. Now we gotta stop that

laser beam before it’s too late.



That’s whatyou thinK, Kid.

Youbratsare done for.



[TJ. ]

Hey, baldy!



Sayyour prayers.

It’s chowder time.



[ Screaming ]



- Bull’s-eye !

- T.J. !



I knewyou guys would

come back for us.



- Ooh, that’s gotta hurt.

- Six minutes to perigee !



Quick. To the auditorium.

And no running in the halls !



Emergency power system

is in place.



Switch on the global electrode.

Power up the photon channeler.



Activate the tractor beam, quickly !

We’ve only got four minutes left.




You’vegotnominutes left, Phil.



This is my school

and I want it back.



Sorry, Pete. You’rejust gonna

have to wait until I finish

making the world a better place.



- Now let’s get this show on the road.

- Don’t do it, Dr. Benedict !



[ Chuckles ] Don’t do it ?

You think after all this planning,



all this work, you can get me to

stopjust by saying, ‘‘Don’t do it’’ ?



- What ifwe add ‘‘please’’ ?

- [ Sighs ] You kids

Just don’t get it, doyou ?



Well, let me explain this

in a wayyour little uneducated

brains will understand.



The American public think

test scores are too low.



But ifa person, say me,

could make test scores go up,



why, everybody’d feel better.



They might even elect that person...

President ofthe United States.



Now, doyou have any idea which

countries have the highest test scores ?



- Um,Japan ?

- Germany ?

- Tierra Del Fuego ?



Canada, Iceland, Norway !



And why ? Because it’s snowing

up there all the time.



Kids don’t waste their summers playing

ball. They’re inside studying.



And that is why I’m getting

rid ofsummervacation once and for all.



You got it all wrong, old man.

Your plan will neverwork.



Sure, maybeyour crazy

laser beam can move the moon.



Maybe it can even make it

snow all summer.



Maybeyou can get rid

oflong afternoons playing baseball,



or sunny days down by the lake orwarm

nights camping out under the stars.



But that won’t stop us.

We’ll ride our bikes through the snow.



We’ll play kick ball in the slush,

we’ll camp out in igloos.



You may take away summer, butyou’ll

never take away summervacation.



Well, I can try.

Do it... now !



Yes, sir.

Begin photon channeling.



Photon channeling begun.




coordinates.   .



- Coordinates set.

- Engage tractor beam.



- No !

- [LoudBang]



Hey, teacher,

leave them kids alone !



- Ms. Finster.

- Muriel, it’s you.



You’re still a vision




Yeah ?Andyou’restilla two-bit,




That hurt, Muriel. But I’ll forgiveyou

ifyou’ll just come back to me.



Ha ! I’d rather eat

playground dirt.



That can be arranged,

my dear.



Not before I takeyou down.



Take me down ? Yeah, right.

You and what army ?



Me and this army.



The teachers !



[ Shouting ]



[ Karate Shouts ]



Get them !



No, no, no, no

no, no, no, no



No, no, no, no

no, no, no, no



No, no, no, no

no, no, no, no



-No, no, no, no, Nobody can do the




-LiKe Ido, Nobody can do the




-LiKe Ido, Nobody can do the




-LiKe Ido, Nobody can do the







[ Screaming ]



Fire !



-Letme tellyou, Nobody












- [ Gasps ]

- Drink soda, ninjas !



Halt !



Flying press !



- Nice flying press, Spinelli.

- Thanks. I’ve been working on it.



No, no, no, no

no, no, no, no



You !



[Ms. Finster]

Stop right there, KojaK.



It’s go time.



-Nobody can do the




-LiKe Ido, Nobody can do the




- Thanks, Ms. Finster.

-Just doing myjob, Detweiler.



Hurry !

There’s still time.



Faster, you idiot !

Faster !



Holditright there, Phillium.

Thesemester’s overforyou, pal.



Not so fast, Pete. You might fall asleep

and miss the festivities.



- Hey, Phillium,

there’s a spot on your tie.

- Where ?






- It’sjammed.

- You’re too late, Pete.



This time I win.



Vince !



The photon channeler.

And forget what they told you.



Aim it. Don’t throw it.



- Look out ! She’s gonna blow !

- [ All Screaming ]



All my plans,



my hopes and dreams...






Ruined !



Getyour hands offthe suit,

you classless feeb !



I am the former

secretary ofeducation.



Yeah, yeah. And I’m the former

princess of Morocco. Get in the car.



B-B-But it’s all his fault.

I was only following orders.



I’ll turn state’s evidence.



Geez, what a squealer.



Come on, Grotke. I’ll takeyou on.

My boxing againstyour martial arts.



East meets West.

We’ll see who wins.



I don’t know, Muriel. I’m only supposed

to use it for self-defense.



What an exciting summer.

T.J. saved the world...



and Becky made assistant

fry chefat Floppy Burger.



Come on, Ellie. The reporters wanna

talk to us about how we raised a hero.



Listen, Becky, I heard about howyou

saved my life and everything, and...



- well, here, I think this is yours.

- My diary ?



I can’t believe it. You realize

this means you don’t have

any leverage over me anymore ?



Hey, what can I say ?

Maybe I’m just growing up.



Gee, you’re an all-right

little brother after all.



But, Teej, what about the

extra copies you got stashed

away up in the tree house ?



Oh, I wasjust bluffing

about those.



So, Teej, we got two weeks

ofsummervacation left.

What doyou saywe do ’em up right ?



But don’tyou guys have to get back

to camp, work on your futures and all ?



Well, we’ve been thinkin’.



And we’ve decided there’s plenty

oftime for preparing for our futures.



But only a little time left

forjust being kids.



So, what doyou saywe head down

to the pond and skip some rocks ?



You guys gotyourselves a deal.



Oh, boy ! My first

summervacation memories.



Uh, guys.



- I’ll catch up with you.

I forgot something inside.

- Okay, but hurry.



- Principal Prickly ?

- Huh ?



Oh, it’s you, Detweiler.



I wasjust, um, cleaning up this mess

Phillium left.



Guyalways wasapacK rat.



Look at this. A Norwegian

weather map from      .



Listen, sir, I never really got a chance

to thankyou for all the stuffyou did.



You know, quitting your golfgame,

telling Benedict to let me go,



helping me save the world




Oh, actually, Detweiler,

I’m the one who should be thanking you.



- Huh ?

- You did me a big favor

by dragging me into this mess.



See, I didn’t get into teaching for

the promotions or the pension plans...



or so I could get

to the golfcourse by  :  .



I-- I... did it ’cause I wanted to

helpyou kids. And I’d forgotten that.



- Till today.

- [KnocKing On Window]



- Come on, Teej.

- The pond awaits.



- I’ll be there in a second.

- Hey, it’s a gorgeous summer day

and your pals are waiting.



Go have some fun

whileyou can... Teej.



You got it... Pete.



[RocK ’n’Roll]



But don’t forget !

Come September, you’re mine.



I haven’t forgotten

that ‘‘saggy butt’’ comment.



Hey, September is

a long way off.



Let thesunshine



Let thesunshinein






-Let thesunshine

- Whoa, letitshine



-Let thesunshinein

- Come on



- Thesunshinein




-Let thesunshine

-Let thesunshinein



-Let thesunshinein

- Open upyourheart




- Thesunshinein

- Whenyou’realone



Let thesunshine



[TJ. ]

One, two, three, four.



¯ Dropyour silver

in my tambourine ¯



¯ Help a poor man

build a pretty dream ¯



¯ Give me pennies

I’ll take anything ¯



¯ Now listen while I play¯

[ Echoing ]



¯ My green tambourine ¯



 Watch thejinglejangle

start toshine



Reflections ofthemusic




 Whenyou tossa coin




¯ Now listen while I play¯

[ Echoing ]



¯ My green tambourine ¯



Dropa dime

before I walKaway



Anysongyou want




¯ Money feeds

my music machine ¯



¯ Now listen while I play¯

[ Echoing ]



¯ My green tambourine ¯







Mygreen tambourine







 Oh, yeah

Mygreen tambourine




mygreen tambourine




I willplay



Mygreen tambourine



[Woman Vocalizing]



 Callingoutaroundthe world








andthe timeis right



Fordancing in thestreet



-Dancing in Chicago

-Dancing in thestreet



-Down in NewOrleans

-Dancing in thestreet



-In New YorK City

-Dancing in thestreet



All weneedismusic














Dancing in thestreet



 Oh, itdoesn’tmatter

whatyou wear



Justas long

asyouare there



So, come on




Everywherearoundthe world



 There’llbe dancing



 We’re dancing in thestreet




we’llbe dancing



- Whoo!

-Dancing in thestreet



 We’re dancing in thestreet



 This isaninvitation

across thenation



A chance forKids tomeet



- They’llbelaughingandsinging

-Laughing, singing




We’re dancing in thestreet



-Philadelphia, P.A.

-Dancing in thestreet



-BaltimoreandD. C. now

-Dancing in thestreet



- Can’tforget the MotorCity

-Beep-beep, beep-beep Whoo!



All weneedismusic

Oh, music













Dancing in thestreet



 Oh, itdoesn’tmatter

whatyou wear



Justas long

asyouare there



 Come on




Everywherearoundthe world



 There’llbe dancing



Allaroundthe world






Dancing in thestreet




down to Hollywood

-Dancing in thestreet



-Dancing in thestreet

-Dancing in thestreet



 We’re dancing in thestreet



 We’re dancing in thestreet



 We’re dancing in thestreet



 We’re dancing in thestreet


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