Weird Science s01e07 Episode Script

Yes! That was awesome.
Lisa, you're the best.
I figured you boys needed a little getaway.
How many sophomores write name in the snows of kilimanjaro then rocket to freedom in a high-speed bobsled chase? Lucky for us Wyatt distracted the border guards.
That's it.
Never again.
I'm cold, I'm chapped, and I have snow in my pumps.
Oh, man.
We're going to be late for school.
No, you're not.
( Bell Ringing ) All right! - We beat the bell.
- Wyatt, no border guards in history.
Huh? I teleported through a dimensional gateway just to get a "D"? What a rip.
How did you do? The usual.
"During the Kennedy administration which foreign leader "triggered the cuban missile crisis?" Hmm, foreign leader.
Beats me, but check this out: superstar Daryl Hannah's allergic to milk products.
- Gary, can we focus here? - I am focused.
One cheese danish and she swells up like a bus.
What kind of life is that? Are my little stud-puppies ready to party? Well, let me think.
- Yes.
- Sorry, Lisa.
We can't.
We have a test tomorrow.
Wyatt, you're wasting your time studying.
All tests are stupid.
Hey, I'll prove it.
Ask me a question, any question.
- "In 1965" - Stop, right there.
You see that? Stupid question.
I was born in '78.
'65 is ancient history.
- It's a history class.
- Wyatt, take a reality pill.
School as we know it is a dinosaur.
- No, it's not.
- Math? I own a calculator.
Geography? I'll buy a map.
Foreign language? - Exactly.
Gary, you do this every time.
I know you're not exactly a world-class student things would be different if we were studying something that I actually enjoyed.
Test me on celebrity horoscopes and I'm a freakin' genius.
How much of this test counur grade? - Twenty percent.
- Really? What was the name of that missile crisis guy? I'm a dead man.
Why am I smelling coconut oil? As you know, today's test covers the cold war.
Now, when I say "cold war," I don't mean to imply that it was too cold for the Bikini! - Bikinis! - Oh, no! Lisa.
Because that's what we're here to study-- Bikinis.
Who would like to demonstrate the proper application of jojoba-based tanning lotion? Oh.
Oh! Thanks for the tip.
I'll look into that sunlamp seminar.
I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of goosing up your class schedules.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again-- - You're the best.
- Welcome to Party High, U.
S.
A.
- I had the cold war down cold.
- Wyatt, do me a favor.
Climb on this idea and ride it for a while.
- You might like it.
- ( Bell Ringing ) Hurry.
I can't wait for you to see what's next.
- There's more? - Lots more.
Bring it on.
Now that we've gotten shakespeare out of the way it's time to move on to some truly significant literature - I love school! - The inquisitor's provocative reporting is matched only by its spectacularly blurry photography.
We'll begin with one of my favourite articles-- "Boy born with cardboard skull.
" Hello.
I'm Ms.
Kay.
I'll be your substute teacher for today.
Who threw that? I said who threw that? What I have just witnessed is a complete and total lack of respect for authority.
Excellent, class.
Remember, always deny any knowledge of the attack.
That's the name of the game in "substitute teacher torture.
" Gary this is stupid.
No, it's great.
Finally, a class I can get into.
I saw you throw that.
What is your name, young man? Butz, ma'am.
First name, Seymour.
Well, I'm writing it down, Mr.
Seymour Butz.
- ( Students Laughing ) - Good.
We've divided the circle into eight equal segments.
What is this area called? Mr.
Donnelly? The point of intersection.
Incorrect.
Mr.
Wallace.
Lunch? Yes! Everybody, dig in! A pizza class? Like this is going to secure my financial future.
Two words-- wolfgang puck.
TEACHER: I expect each of you to take a thin crust home.
Tomorrow, be prepared to graph the flavor-impact of your favorite toppings.
So far, I'd say Lisa's batting 1,000.
Sure.
It's fun for a day but what happens if this spell never ends, huh? Will I attend bikini college? Pursue a doctorate in pizzatology? Politicians-- renowned for their extraordinary ability to manipulate ordinary facts.
In short they're liars.
And that's what we're here to learn today lying.
So, who has homework for me this afternoon? Gary homework? Uh I was forced to use my homework to smother a grease fire that, left unchecked, would have disfigured my grandmother.
Oh, Gary.
What a load.
What an extraordinary load.
So, how is it, class that such a steaming pile could evoke both pity and passion? Let's diagram it, shall we? Lisa, will these we party grades stay on my permanent record? - You bet.
- For the first time in my life I'll be an "A" student.
If these grades go on my permanent record I'm transferring out.
What's the matter, Mr.
world-class students? Afraid of failing bikini? You don't understand.
I'm going to college.
I have to take Algebra next year.
I have to take Geometry this year.
Scarfing pizzas won't help.
- I'm sorry, you feel that way.
- I will.
It's not like you'd hurt my feelings and I'd lash out at you with some sort of nasty, disfiguring curse.
I'm sorry.
Are you saying you wouldn't do that? Fine.
Transfer.
Me? I'm staying.
There's a new teacher's pet in town, Wy and his name is Seymour Butz.
Last chance, Wy.
You want to spend the next hour in biology? We're studying thick crust in math today? -I'll be fine.
- You sure? Extra cheese.
Huh? Little extra Huh? TEACHER: Everyone please close your pizza boxes.
It's quiz time.
Question number one: what is the common shape of a pizza? ( Chuckling ) Question number two: under how many pounds per square inch will the plastic, three-legged protective device that keeps the cardboard box from coming in contact with the top of the pie fail? Mr.
Bybee, how are we supposed to know this stuff? I believe this material was covered on yerterday's lecture.
Everyone, tabloids off your desks.
It's quiz time.
Question number one: what ex-graceland resident has spent most of his afterlife wandering shopping malls? Next: bigfoot has sired children in which 17 states? Eyes on your own paper, Gary.
An "F" in bikinis? But I know all about bikinis.
- I'm the original bikini beach inspector.
- Wrong again.
If you had done your required reading you would have learned that the original bikini beach inspector was Mr.
Dave Kenin of Fort Lauderdale, Florida.
This class is supposed to be fun.
Who cares about this stuff? You should, Mr.
Wallace.
So will your parents when I call to tell them you're failing.
What's wrong? That coconut oil giving you hives? No.
Everything's great, just great.
Couldn't be better.
- You failed the quiz, didn't you? - Of course not.
Who could fail? It's a class in swimsuits-- tan lines, butt floss.
I can't believe you're failing bikini.
- ( Laughs ) - Oh, yeah, smart guy? Tell me who invented the thong.
I bet you don't know that, Mr.
Honor Roll.
There you are.
- Rudi Geinrich.
- What? Rudi Geinrich-- he invented the thong.
So how's it going? You ruined my whole life.
I'm failing bikini! You are? That's pathetic.
I never asked for this stupid party schedule.
- What were you thinking? - You said you'd be a good student if your classes were fun, so I made them fun.
- Well, it didn't help.
- Maybe the problem's not the classes.
Maybe you just need to pay attention.
Thank you, glinda the good witch.
Gary Is there something that you want to tell us? Nope.
Everything's fine.
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine.
Well, your, uh teacher called today.
We know you're failing but there's some things that your father and I could do to help.
- We could get a tutor.
- Scratch that.
Tutors cost money.
- But, Al, Gary need help.
- Honey, when will you learn? - Our sons can't learn.
- I wouldn't say that I can't learn.
Relax.
I'm on your side.
But Gary has tremendous potential.
He just needs to apply himself.
He spends eight hours in school every day.
The kid's doing the best he can.
- Don't push.
- Maybe I could try harder.
Listen, Gary, I know school's a drag.
I had trouble learning myself.
But once you're out, life's Gravy.
Look ground.
I think we've got it pretty good.
( Motor Humming ) Sure you don't need any training for this? Uh-uh.
Besides, this thing's better than any magic I could come up with.
You were right, okay? You were right.
You were right.
You were both right.
- I'm poor student.
- You're telling this to the guy who let you copy his homework for seven years? I finally realized how important it is to do well in school.
Wait a sec.
You're actually going to study.
Hell, no, I'm going to use Lisa.
I need to ace my midterm in history of the bikini.
Quick, make me super-brainiac smart.
Yes.
I see.
It's all very clear to me.
- Quite clear indeed.
- What? This oversized cranium will prove to be yet another obstacle in my all-consuming desire to secure a partner with whom to procreate.
Huh? I'll never get any with a head this big.
Would you be so kind as to deflate my skull now? Okay, I'll try it your way.
I'll study.
Yes! Which is the safest knot for securing a bikini top in rough surf? - Atlantic or pacific ocean? - Pacifice.
- Sheepshank.
- I think you're ready.
I don't believe what I'm seeing.
Dad's coming home.
Tonight.
I want this lawn green enough.
Sorry, Chett.
We have school.
Oh, I don't think you two skid marks are going anywhere.
Not so fast, Chett.
You boys go to school.
I will take care of nature boy.
Oh wild she-gardener, and she's armed.
Ooh, I'm shaking.
- You should be.
- Oh, yeah? Blow me, baby.
Don't you boys have a test to take? Today's midterm will be in the form of an oral presentation.
To go first? Right here, sir.
I'm your boy.
Very well, Mr.
Wallace.
The room is yours.
Dazzle us.
Thank you, Mr.
Pulani.
Ladies and gentlemen of the classroom consider the bikini-- not simply two pieces of cloth with a string on the back but rather, a milestone which liberated women from the puritanic values that dominated pre-world war II swimwear industry.
Um, Gary, I fail to see a correlation between a bikini and President Roosevelt's reluctance to involve america in the second world war.
Right.
Um correlation.
Right, correlation.
You see, world a classic two-piecer with most of america supporting their president.
But down below, the japanese were riding up our butts like a wet, Sandy G-string crossing the allied tan line of defense to a surprise attack on Pearl Harbor birthplace of the modern bikini.
Tragically it was a successful attack as the naval base was left exposed like a bare belly without sunblock.
It was combat the likes of which the world would not see again until the battle of the bulge.
( Laughter ) - Go on.
- After that, Roosevelt had no choice but ot kick some sneak-attacking butt in order to defend the shimmering fabric of american society.
I'm done.
Thank you.
( Clear Throat ) Yes, well short on substance, but, uh surprisingly compelling and unlike your last report, you actually showed up-- a vast improvement.
- So how did it go? - I aced it.
- You aced it? - Yep-- C+.
Well, all right! Way to go! Uh, Wy Yeah? Who won world war II, anyway? Uh, we did.
Cool.
So did you get the answer to problem #5? GARY: Black's theory of latent heat is the basis for measuring temperature quantitatively.
Cool.
Thanks.
Hey, Gary, I don't mean to get sappy but it's good to see you applying yourself and really making it on your own.
GARY: Thanks, Bud.
Talk to you soon.
So you really think this is sexy, huh? Mmm.
Captioned by Grantman Brown