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Monday, Monday, happy days. Tuesday, Wednesday, happy days.

Thursday, Friday, happy days.

The weekend comes, my cycle hums, ready to race to you.

These days are ours, happy and free.

These days are ours, share them with me.

Goodbye gray sky, hello blue. There's nothing can hold me when I hold you.

You're so right.

It can't be wrong.

Rockin' and rollin' all week long.

Monday, Monday, happy days. Wednesday, Wednesday, happy days.

Friday, happy days.

Saturday, what a day.

Provin' I'll meet with you.

These days are ours.

These days are our happy and painy.

These happy days are yours and mine. These happy days are yours and mine.

days.

Okay, Roger, this better be good. We've been saving the champagne since our

wedding. Well, you better tell us the good news.

I'm just on pins and needles. Roger, now what is this big announcement?

All right.

You are looking at the youngest principal in the entire Milwaukee school

day.

Okay, here's a toast to Roger, the new principal of, uh...

What is the name of the school you're the new principal of? George S. Patton

Vocational High School. Huh?

Huh?

I know the school has a bad reputation, but that's not a problem. It's a

challenge. Hey, Roger. Yeah. Let me tell you something. Two months ago, I heard

they were looking for somebody young, somebody tough. Uh -huh.

And they chose you.

Come on, Fonz. As a fellow teacher, you must know what a break this is for me.

Well, you better call them and tell them you can't do it and fast, Roger. Why?

That's a tough school.

Well, Yale was pretty tough, too, you know.

Roger, you don't understand. You see...

Patton's mascot is a piranha.

I mean, this is a place where the other schools send their psychos and hoods and

guys with really bad skin.

Let me tell you something, all right?

Now, you could make a great principal, don't get me wrong.

Yeah. But for like Jefferson High, you know, where the kids come up and say,

hey, principal, look at my new sweater. Look at the varsity letter I got on. Is

it Latino?

But Patton, come on, give me a break.

You know, I'm beginning to get the impression that you lack confidence in

ability to handle this situation. Is that so? You're very prescriptive, let

tell you.

The school is so... And you're so... They're going to eat you

alive. Is that right?

You know, Fonz, you're forgetting I happen to have a master's degree in

education. Did I forget that? So what does that make you?

What do you mean, what does that make me? I asked you a question.

Fonz, I worked hard. So did I.

Fellas, fellas, I got a terrific idea to help celebrate Roger's disaster.

A wonderful news.

I'm going to take you all to the wiki -wiki room for dinner. Oh, that's an

I think Bajotty and I are going to stay behind.

Oh. Hey, Uncle Howard, the wiki -wiki room. Isn't that the Polynesian place

the flaming skewers? Oh, Roger, the waiters weren't that bad.

Come on, come on.

Don't you remember what happened last time, huh? We got there five minutes

Mr. C and all the egg rolls were gone. Chachi, I lost my appetite. You

understand? I mean, you see what happened to Mr. All -American Joe Bob

Yeah. He's going into the jaws of the asphalt junk finds. We did our job. We

told them what to expect. Now, what more do you want to do, huh?

Now, why are you so mad?

I'm not mad. No. No.

They picked him and... Oh, instead of what?

Instead of you?

Huh? I'll tell you something.

I know Patton, you understand?

I know those kids. I know them tricks.

I was the one who invented them. I believe it.

I would have been a great principal.

But, of course, no one will ever know that.

Because I don't have a you -know -what.

There's no way I'm sitting next to him at dinner.

Good morning, students.

The administration refuses to recognize Friday night's riot.

as a spontaneous blood drive.

Good morning, young man. There

goes the young man that didn't have a good breakfast.

God, there's somebody locked in here.

Hey, Sam, get out of my way.

do you think I brought these for? To trim my toenails? Well, who is it?

Tell it to Mrs.

Schellenbeck. She's the slowest.

Mrs.? Mrs.

Schellenbeck, are you all right?

Oh, fine.

Just fine.

Can you identify who did this to you? Oh, no. No, I wouldn't want to.

Not this close to my pension.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to go and cancel my credit card.

Petrified of students?

A pirate flag waving in front of the building? What kind of school is this?

A lousy one.

Hey, look, we just keep them locked up here long enough till they can become a

burden on society.

The school board can't even find a sucker dumb enough to become principal

this dump.

Yes, they did.

I'm the sucker.

And a fine choice they made, too, Mr. Law.

Roger Phillips.

A pleasure.

Freddie Bascom here, Industrial Arts Department, and let me be the first to

offer you my full support in your effort to clean up this hellhole.

Yeah, well, you know, one of the good things, I did notice the students seem

have a lot of energy. Now, if we can just channel that, I think we can have a

school here that we can all be proud of and some fun at the same time. And

you're just the man that can do it. Thank you.

What a jerk!

you losers, so you better look like you're interested.

I believe you have their full attention now, Rog. Thank you.

Anytime. Hey, listen. If you're not doing anything this evening, perhaps

consent to break bread with a little woman in my film. Maybe some other time,

huh? She's quite a looker, Rog.

Excuse me. Hello.

My name is Roger Phillips, and I'm proud to be your new principal here at George

S. Patton Tech.

Now...

I see no reason why a vocational education shouldn't be a quality one.

Ha! I know that in the past.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

What is your name?

Roach. I mean your real name.

Roach.

Okay, Roach. If you have something so important to say, why don't you share it

with the entire class?

I'm sorry. I was being rude.

I was saying how much fun it would be to weld your lips together.

Yeah, I'm sorry you've taken this attitude.

Because I'd like to be something more than just a principal. I'd like to be

friend, your pal.

Someone you can go sailing with on Sundays.

I think if you just hear me out, you'd see that we're working towards the same

ends.

Excuse me, I'm not done talking to you yet.

Excuse me, young man, you shouldn't leave until you've been properly

All right, you run along. We'll chat in my office.

We're going to chat in my office later.

Guys, huh?

Looking good, looking good?

I like the way you handled that.

Firm, yet flexible.

Yeah.

I can see that no one is going to respond to an enlightened approach to

discipline. Fine.

I want... Every student, every faculty member fit, period, in the auditorium.

I am going to set the record straight as to who's really in charge here.

Get in the chair, Charlie.

Quick, get in the chair. Come on.

I get my basketball and we go out in the driveway, huh?

Come on, let me stand on my shoulders and dunk.

I can't believe what happened. I went in there today with my hopes, my dreams,

my car.

Now what do I have, huh?

A two -and -a -half -piece suit.

Let's not forget your master degree.

Must be late enough, huh?

The poor guy was just pelted with nectarines.

Hey, tell you something.

A person dressed like you don't call extra attention to themselves.

I think my fine washable's a dry one.

Hey, listen, man, it ain't your fault.

I mean, I tried to tell you. You're not ready yet, that's all.

That's right, Yale. They don't teach you about real life.

You're in over your head.

You're filling your face.

You're bombed out.

I'm not through yet. No, neither am I.

The popsicle dropped right off the stick.

You don't snake eyes.

All right, all right, I know what you think of me. It's what you've always

thought of me, that I'm some effete ineffectual baboon.

that I'm completely incapable of functioning outside the sheltered

arena. Yeah, but I like you about anyway.

I don't want to be liked.

I want to be respected.

Well, that's... Well, all right, Fonz, I'm going to show you. Tomorrow, I'm

going to go down to that school, and I'm going to prove to you that when the

school board picked Roger Phillips for the job, they picked the right man, pal.

What'd you do with the big thing that was attached to it?

I think the joke's gone on long enough now. I'd like my car returned, no

questions asked.

All right, hey, listen, I asked nicely. I want my car returned by third period,

or I'm going to call your parents.

All right, now what's it going to be, huh? What's it going to be?

All right? I think you should know. I was on the rowing team at Yale.

Cool it!

You guys want to consider eating solid food again?

Who's this guy?

It's the Fonz.

So? Who are you?

Joe Malansky. What are you going to do about it?

Oh, yeah? You're Danny Malansky's brother.

Yeah, you trying to tell me you know him? No.

I saved his life. Ha!

I stopped hitting him.

I gassed it up. You're still alive. Let's go before they bring you home in a

box. How much do I owe you for the gas? Oh, forget the gas. Forget the money.

Let's go. How much do I owe you?

Four dollars.

Seem to have got my wallet, too. When I find that, I'll take the money out.

Throwing prepares you for nothing.

There will be no hot lunches until my wallet is returned.

Yes, she caught me red -handed. You'll just have to throw me out of school.

All right.

Have a seat.

Good night.

Fonzie, if you don't mind, I'll handle this.

Hey, I'm on your turf. Sure. Yeah.

I'll just sit over here. Okay. Out of the way.

Now, I've looked at your files and you don't seem to be the idiot you pretend

be. I'll try harder.

Look, Rich, one of the goals I'm trying to implement here is the OCAEP, or what

I like to call the Off -Campus Academic Employment Program.

Now, I've discussed it with some of the local businessmen, and they'd be willing

to employ or intern, if you will, some of our students as they work towards

their high school diploma.

Now, if such an arrangement holds any interest for you, well, I'd be willing

give you another chance.

Pray for this, you little hood.

Oh, Roger.

Yeah?

I think you're missing the point.

I think this young man wants you to throw him right out of school.

Well, why would someone want to forfeit their right to a quality education?

I don't know, but let's find out.

You crazy guy.

You're so smart.

I know what you want.

You want Mr. Phillips to kick you out of school so you can be free as an eagle

out there and do whatever you want, huh? You're pretty smart yourself.

I know.

Come here. Come here.

Just by looking at you, I'll bet you've got some wonderful wheels coming

together. Yeah, I already got a 37 Ford.

And what are you going to do? You're going to drive right in front of school?

You're going to park, right? So all the jerks inside can see you and eat their

heart out?

A couple of months from now, you're going to run out of money, you're going

run out of gas, but you don't care. You're going to sit right there, they're

going to wave at you, you're going to wave at them, and you're going to have

fun, right?

Oh, yeah.

A few months go by, you want some gasoline, you're going to try to get

money. No one's going to hire you because you're a dropout, but we don't

because you're having fun. That's right.

What's going to happen, huh?

You're going to live on cheap wine and lifesavers, but you don't care because

we're having fun. Fun, fun, fun, right?

In high school, by aimless years, what happens? You're dead. You don't care.

You're laying it a little bit thick there, aren't you, Fonz?

Have you seen the latest indexes of the relative earning capacity of high school

dropouts vis -a -vis high school graduates?

You said in three years you're going to be living in a gutter eating garbage,

wearing the sports pages for shoes.

You see, with the OCAEP, you would be able to integrate your intellectual and

your practical skills.

You go to school in the morning, you work in the afternoon, you make some

money by gasoline.

Yeah? Yeah.

I like that.

Tell him thanks.

He heard you.

Could I go back to class now?

I think that would be apropos.

He said yes.

It must be nice to be bilingual.

Well,

there's one kid that ain't gonna chase you home from school tonight.

I don't belong here. You turn that kid around, not me. That should have made

principal. Yeah.

Yeah.

You're right. I'm everything you said I was, and less.

I'm going back to Jefferson to teach English, grow old, and die.

You know what just happened here? What? All I did was convince that kid about

your idea.

I don't know what A -C -O -C -L -U -M -P is.

I wouldn't have thought of it. All I did was put it through the language

blender.

You trying to tell me that you think I'm the right guy for the job?

I'm trying not to tell you that, but that's what I mean.

Let me tell you something, pal. Yeah?

You got good ideas. I think your ideas work. Now, what is it going to be?

You're going to stay here? You're going to run out on the kids like a chicken?

Hey, Rog.

Can you let that little fungus stay in school?

If it was me, I'd introduce my foot to his butt.

Look, Bascombe, that happens to be a student.

And it's your job to educate him and care for him. And if you're not capable

doing that, then you don't belong here. Now get out of my office.

Yes, sir. Right away, sir.

Why, that is a handsome -looking jacket you're wearing.

Well, it looks like everything is under control here. Yeah.

Hey, Mr.

Principal.

Stay in touch.

Thanks, Fonz.

Hey, Fonz, wait up.

Hey, I got things to do. Look, it doesn't matter how many good ideas I

can't communicate them. You speak their language.

We could make a great team together.

You mean like in those movies when the sheriff and the gunslinger come together

to clean up the town? Exactly. I never trusted those films. No, wait.

I know you're happy where you are, but we need you here.

How does this sound, all right? How does this sound?

Arthur Fonzarelli, head of guidance.

Like a soap opera.

Okay, no, you're right, you're right. Try this one on for size.

Vice principal in charge of student affairs.

Ooh.

See ya.

Dean of boys?

Duke of boys.

Trust me, Dean's better.

Let me try this on. All right.

Good day, Dean.

You're looking great, Dean.

Your secretary is really built, Dean.

All right, all right. I can live with that. All right, Fonz. This is the

beginning of a great team.

You and I are going to turn this school into a bastion of academic fervor.

Duck.

Girls. Girls.

These happy days are yours.