All language subtitles for read_it_and_weep

Some people think that high school is
the worst time in a person's life.

What with the populars, the peer
pressure, and the pimples.

It's just too much for some kids to
handle on a $10 a week allowance.

But this isn't one of those stories.

Meet Isabella.

But you can call her Iggy.

High school.

A fantastical kingdom of promise and
peril.

With warriors.

wizards, and wizards.

A bizarre world where the rules of
society no longer apply.

It is here where Destiny finds the
incomparable is.

In her never -ending battle for truth,
justice, and gym class.

The rope.

The scourge of every high school student
since the dawn of time.

But it isn't the length of the rope.

It's the strength of the girl climbing
it.

And luckily, in this case, that girl is
Iz.

Marco. Vincent.

Was it the smile?

The dimple? The bicep?

That made him the cutest boy in the
kingdom?

What do you think?

Jamie, you're next.

Okay, so this isn't that story.

And Iz is just a character in my
journal.

Impressive time, Mr. Vega.

New stopwatch, Mr. Hearn?

Very nice.

I don't feel very well.

Unfortunately, as hard as I try, I'm no
Iz.

I can't do it. I really can't, I'm
sorry!

This is the story of how my private,
personal journal became a bestseller.

That was Jim.

I got stuck on the rope again.

Ouch. My words exactly.

Oh, let's bounce. We can't be late for
English.

But we have to save the planet first.

Isn't that a little ambitious before
lunch?

The planet is a theater downtown, and
they're going to tear it down unless we

something about it.

I already did.

I designed and painted the posters.

Yeah.

But no one can read them. I was
experimenting with cubism.

Well, we are going to be experimenting
with detention if we don't get a move

But what about my protest?

Maybe we can save the planet along the
way.

There she was, the evil and feared
Sawyer.

Uh, I mean, Myrna.

A cheerleader so vile, even milk curdled
at the sound of her mention.

She entered the hallway with her clone
-horrific cohort.

Uh, Jamie.

Oh, I was going to say geek.

Myrna was rounded to the core.

I'm sorry. Did you want something?

Yes, I wanted you to move. You're
blocking my locker.

Right. Sorry.

I heard the tryouts are going to be
really intense this year.

Are you guys showing up for
cheerleading?

Duh. Are you?

You aren't.

No.

No, I didn't think so. That's a very
good call on your part.

Risking life and limbs, Iz knew she had
to destroy Myrna and her vicious clique.

before they crush every girl's spirit.

Well, if you're not going to be nice,
then be gone.

And with Myrna gone, everyone cheered.

Jamie.

Is there something you'd like to share
with the class?

No, Miss Gallagher.

Then pay attention.

Marco, you're next.

It's not very good.

I have a secret.

Does she too?

The quiet girl I thought I knew who...

continually makes me smile.

I have to wonder, does she see me, or
just my mask?

Invisibility. Oh.

All right, everyone.

Have a great weekend, and don't forget,
your essays for the writing competition

are due on Monday.

And here by poetry.

Is there anything Marco can't do?

Yeah, write poetry.

This is jealous.

Trust me, Jamie, if I wanted to write a
poem like that, I could have.

Hey, there's your brother.

Hey, Lenny, what's up?

I thought I told you never to talk to
me, especially in school.

What's with him?

I wouldn't know where to begin.

Yeah.

So, want to hit the comic book store
after school today?

I can't. I have to work.

We're serving pizza until 5 if anybody
wants a slice.

What's today's special?

Don't ask.

It was disgusting. The other day he put
raw fish on it.

Let's go, Jamie. This pizza's not going
to deliver itself.

What's that stench?

That's the smell of the future.

The smell of your future.

Liver and onion pizza.

Oh, you're not making that for the
slumber party, are you?

Maybe half.

Oh, Mr. Bartlett, please.

Daddy, don't. But girls, if I don't get
some testers for my new creations, how

am I going to know if they're any good?

Trust us.

What is that smell?

It's our future, and apparently it
stinks.

Ralph.

It's liver and onion.

You put liver and onions on a pizza.

I think you should just stay old school,
Mr. B.

Your plain cheese is still the best
around.

But I'm trying to appeal to a wider
audience, a more discerning talent.

I want to be supportive, honey, but you
might be discerning us right out of

business.

Excuse me.

Uh, Jamie, I'm in your English class and
lunch and history

and math.

You are?

Huh.

I said no eyes.

Oh, my bad. Let me get you another.

Oh, my bad.

Let me get you another one.

Only two hours until closing.

Yes, but three and a half more years of
high school.

What did you guys do your essays on?

How term papers are a waste of our
dwindling natural resources.

Oh, sweet.

I cranked out a couple pages on how I
would change the break times between

classes to make our lives oh so more
efficient.

That's it?

Yes. It's a very convincing paper.

Why? Because the winning essay will be
published in the education time.

Well, it won't be mine.

I just thought you would have come up
with something better than that. You are

the best writer in the class.

Hardly. Are too.

Am not. If you're not a writer, then why
are you writing all the time?

Because if I didn't, I'd have a nutty.

Oh no, my printer died.

Oh, now the world will never know how
much easier our lives would be between

classes.

Doesn't Lenny have a printer?

Oh yeah, good idea.

I thought I told you to never come in my
room.

Yeah, but I was wondering if I could
borrow your... Hey, you're strong.

But... Get out.

Well, why don't you email it to me and
I'll print it out at my house?

Excellent idea.

I just wish I could find somebody who...
understands me.

Lindsay understands you, Ryder. Shut up.
That's such a lie.

Come on, Harmony. Who doesn't love Ryder
Donovan?

No!

Oh, she is a witch. Did you see who she
killed last week?

If she keeps this up, they'll have to
recast the entire show.

Change the channel. She makes my skin
crawl.

This one.

Accidental click of the silence that
rocketed my personal private journal

cyberspace would send a shockwave
roaring through the kingdom, altering it

forever.

Think of your face as a blank canvas.
It's all about the shading and

composition. What are you guys doing?

Shading our canvases.

When did you start selling this makeup?

Just last week. It's new. It's cruel.

They test on animals. Everybody knows
that.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Look, kid, I just work here. If you'd
like to take it up with the company, be

guest. Don't think I won't. Let's go,
you guys.

Oh, wow.

Do you make up in the dark this morning,
girls?

At least let us finish.

It's been a month.

Let the shockwave begin.

They announced the winners for the essay
competition.

Yon? Oh, come on. You must be excited.
You practically wrote a novel.

What are you talking about? It was five
pages.

With footnotes.

Uh -oh.

Seriously. Miss Gallagher said it was
the most provocative paper she's seen in

15 years.

Please. Like Jamie Barlett's ever said
anything provocative.

Jamie who?

They can't be talking about me. I mean,
break times aren't provocative, are

they? Break time?

Oh, no, I don't think that was a file
you sent me.

A stench worse than liver and onion
pizza fell upon the halls.

Hey! Get someone to guard this!

Get someone to guard this!

No!

Myrna and her evil clique of gossipers,
insulters, and backstabbers were

no match for Isabella.

With a flick of her finger, she would
zap them into perpetual detention.

Chapter 3.

Marco Vincent.

Um, excuse me, Miss Gallagher, but I
don't think Isabella's a very realistic

character. I think she's great. Keep
reading.

Uh, no, Harmony, let's listen to Sawyer
for once.

Ahem. Where was I?

Oh, yes, Marco Vincent.

Was it that smile?

The dimples, the biceps that made him
the cutest boy in the kingdom.

What do you think?

Can you believe this one?

Totally weak sauce.

I don't know.

Marco's pretty cool.

Way to go, Bartlett.

Great story, Jamie.

I know.

Next time Rachel calls me a cow, I'm
going to zap her.

Jenny, wait up.

Where are you going?

Crawl under a rock.

Why? I mean, you just won a thousand
dollar savings bond.

No, I was just publicly humiliated when
my journal was read in front of the

entire class.

What are you talking about? Everyone
loved it.

Whoa, that was your journal?

Yes, and it was a mistake, and now it's
published.

Chill out.

This whole thing's going to blow over
before you know it.

You think so?

I know so.

All right?

All right.

All right.

A book?

Yes. They read your essay in the
Education Times, and they think that you

great writer.

Look, Mom, I just don't know. I mean,
the humiliation has just died down, and

can't survive another lunch of zapping.

Jimmy, this is an incredible
opportunity.

I'd hate to see you pass it up.

Well, I don't have any more pages.

No more pages? What are you calling us?

Personal property.

I can't do it. No way.

Jamie, you can't walk away from this
just because you're scared.

I'm not scared.

I'm not scared.

Then prove it.

Honey, I'm so proud of you.

Trust me, you won't regret it. Can I get
that in writing?

Bring it on!

Move it, worm.

Zap, zap.

Hey, Mom, I changed my mind.

If I write a book, this zapping is only
going to get worse.

You're writing a book?

Sounds like a pipe dream to me.

Ah!

In two short months.

The pipe dream had become a nightmare,
and my personal private journal was on

its way to becoming a national
bestseller.

Here you go, Ms. Gallagher.

This is so cool. You're going to become
a celebrity.

I'll have to do your portrait.

Jamie, would you sign my copy?

Uh, no.

I fell in love, and one day he was
standing right next to me. I thought I

fallen in love with him.

I looked at my pictures with family, and
I met with Scott. I fell in love with

him, and he was standing right next to
me.

Where destiny finds the incomparable
air.

And the way time started a

revolution.

Stop serving wheatgrass pizza.

You don't think the sign has anything to
do with it, do you?

Wow. This is amazing.

Even chicken feet can't keep them away.

Look, can we talk about anything besides
that stupid book?

I don't know.

The book was incredible. It was
empowering.

I felt like I could zap myself anywhere.

Do anything.

I wish I could zap myself off the
English department reading list.

Hey, Jamie.

I read your book.

It was awesome.

Marco.

We're over here.

I better get back.

Do you believe Marco Vega read your
book? Only because you named the

lead after him.

It is shocking.

I mean, who knew he could read?

Hey, Jameson.

You should never even know my name if it
weren't on the cover.

What's going to happen when they realize
that the evil Myrna and the clones are

really them?

Get out. You're kidding.

No.

How else was I supposed to come up with
a cheerleader who was so vile that milk

curdled at the sound of her name?

Don't worry, Jamie. As self -centered as
they are, they will never realize the

characters are based on them.

Are we in the book?

Yes. You are Laura the Invincible, and
you are the Magnificent Melody. But

they're only the coolest kids in the
kingdom.

Eh, it's mostly fiction.

How about you put that book down and
give me a hand?

Put it down?

I'd like to throw it at her.

Come on, Lenny. Can't you be happy for
your sister?

Have you read this, for lack of a better
word, book?

Yeah, it's pretty terrific.

You're Kenny the Stinky Troll.

Come on, Lenny. That's just a character
in a book. Has no resemblance to you

whatsoever.

Maybe a little bit around the ears.

Lindsay. Connor.

Do I pay you two to sit around and eat
pizza all day?

But you don't pay us, Mrs. Bartlett. I
do now. Put on those aprons and grab a

pie. I don't mind.

Yeah, I know it happens sometimes.

If you gotta lose yourself to find your
way home.

I don't care.

Everybody can stare at me. Gonna feel so
good.

I'm gonna dance along.

I've never seen so many pizzas in my
life.

And I've never seen so many half -eaten
pizzas in my life. Am I the only one who

noticed that most of the customers
picked off their toppings?

That's because they're here to see
Jamie, not eat pizza.

And will you please not let my father
know about that?

He's so excited by the new business that
I would hate for him to think that it's

all about me.

You mean us.

I mean her.

Let's just change the subject.

Did you hear that the ticket's gone
south for the dance Friday?

You guys going?

I'm not.

Lucy Dance.

But I don't have a date.

Or a snorkel.

Well, none of us do. I have a snorkel.

Well, since none of us have dates, why
don't we go as a group?

That's a great idea.

I guess it could be fun.

And I can get my brother to drive us in
his truck.

Yeah, that would be so much cooler than
pulling up in my dad's pizza truck.

Then it's a date.

If you're going to be one of the
populace, you might as well act like it.

We have to.

Harmony, you are such a great artist.

And, Lindsay, nobody can organize the
troops like you can.

You guys, we could really rock the
Decorated Committee apart.

I don't know. I was going to mobilize a
protest against the makeup company at

the mall.

Well, we can do both.

And it sounds like a big waste of time.

Whatever, Van Gogh.

It'll be lots of fun, I promise.

I'll take care of everything.

What's going on here?

Ralph. This is Diana.

Hello. Hi. I'm your daughter's handler.

What does Jamie need a handler for?

Good question, Dad.

Just a helper over the rough spot.

All right, here.

Up. Pink.

Brighter. Lose the sneakers. This isn't
a basketball game we're going to.

What am I going to do about those
cheeks?

Go.

Perfect. Um, is all this really
necessary?

No, he didn't.

Uh,

what my husband is trying to say is that
it seems like a lot of effort and

pinching just for an interview. Not just
an interview.

It's more alive.

Mrs. Bartlett, may I call you Peggy?

Sure. Peggy, Schilling Press has spent a
lot of money to get your daughter's

book on the top ten list.

We think you can put up with a little
discomfort.

Right, Jameson?

It's Jamie.

Lovely child.

I am not driving you to the dance. Stop
begging.

Please. Look, why can't Dad take you?
Because he's not cool.

That's a good point.

But no.

You want to do it for me?

Do it for Jamie. You're taking Jamie
Bartlett to the dance?

Way to go, Squirt.

Well, it's kind of a group thing.

To start?

So you'll do it?

No.

Please, I'll do anything you want.

I'll wash your car, do your laundry,
clean your room.

Andy, go on and thanks.

And? I was just talking about one chore.

Well, you know, I guess you don't need
to write that badly, so... Okay, deal.

Sweet.

Uh... I... Thanks.

I'm gonna go.

You're gonna have so much fun, Jamie.

Yeah, but it would be more fun if the
two of you were coming along. We wish.

Somehow I think all the parties in
Caviar will make up for it.

You're right, it'll be rough, but let's
face it, someone has to do it.

Lemmy sounds pretty good.

He's awesome!

Too bad he won't play anywhere else
besides his bedroom.

He's such a dork when it comes to his
music.

He should play at the dance.

He should also wash his hands more often
than he does, but I don't think we're

going to get him to do either.

Come on.

Come

on,

people. We don't have all day. We have a
schedule to keep.

Well, you heard her. We should be going.

Bye, Daddy.

See you, Janet.

Lenny, do you have something to say to
your sister?

Jamie?

Lenny. Okay, thanks for trying.

Tempest Fugit!

Tempest Fugit!

Bye, Daddy.

Better go.

Bye. Bye -bye.

Shot see you in the window seat.

She gets no glossy.

We have a very exciting show this
morning. Jamie

Bartlett is on the program. She's
written the book, Is Safe the World?

Jamie, let's start with you.

Tell me about her. What do you like?

Won't live like that anymore.

Yes, and in this character, Jamie

Bartlett wowed the sellout crowd today
with excerpts of her best -selling book,

Is This the Work? Here you go.

Good job.

Here she is, Jameson Bartlett.

Hi, Jamie. Thanks for coming.

Thank you. It's nice to be here.

Hey, Jamie! That's my daughter on TV!

Wow.

This is the coolest party ever.

Oh, I'll say.

It's jammin'. Jammin'? Oh, no, Mom.
Don't say that out loud again.

Someone might hear you and think you're
here with me.

Young lady.

Why, sorry.

But, Jammin', didn't your generation at
least say groovy or something like that?

Yeah, something like that.

Okay, then, you two.

I've got some business to take care of
over by the shrimp plate. So you two

yourselves to whatever you want and have
fun.

It's an order.

Do you have a picture of her hanging on
your bedroom wall? No, that's a picture

of Ryder Donovan.

Amber's just standing next to him.

Should we go say hi? No!

You can't just go up and talk to her.

She's Amber Tiffany.

She's on television.

Sometimes I think that you're from an
entirely different planet, Mother.

they're just people just like you and
me.

It's George Jackson.

I had all of his albums.

Yeah, what's an album?

Something we listen to on the planet I'm
from.

Well, why don't you go talk to him?

He's just people.

You're right.

I'm going to.

George. George Jackson.

No, Mother, I was just... Can I hug you?
I am so sorry.

Kidding.

So, go mingle.

There must be someone here. can talk to.

Aw,

hi there, little fella.

That's not exactly what I had in mind.

Huffy.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. My hair. This could
only happen to me. I'm really sorry. I

don't know how to... What is wrong with
you?

Follow me to the green room before we
end up on the cover of Starlet.

I'm not going to let her talk to you
like that.

Say something.

Hi.

I'm Jamie Bartlett.

Hi. Is that the best you can do?

Your tear looks really nice.

Yeah, it should be. It's cost enough.

Jameson Bartlett?

You're Jameson Bartlett, right?

Yes, yes.

I loved your book. Loved it.

You wrote a book?

Oh, it's fantastic.

I read it between scenes last week.

So, how's the tumor coming? I just saw
you one more alive.

And the last time I saw you, you were
poisoning Stephanie Chandler's lemonade.

Don't worry, I only play evil on TV.

Caden, you're my life.

Another day, another murder.

The humiliation never ends.

I'm sorry.

Were you talking to me?

You're Ryder Donovan.

You're Jameson Bartlett.

Call me Jamie.

Okay, Jamie.

I'm a big fan.

No way!

A big fan?

We want to hear every detail. I need
some help back here.

We're watching it right now.

Girls! It's Jamie.

Oh? There's not much to tell.

Then his handler interrupted, and then
my handler interrupted, and then the

handler started harassing us.

It was pretty.

Well, at least he knows you're alive.

Anyone else?

Amber Tiffany was there.

Get out. So not impressive.

So what's happening with the decorating
committee?

I feel really bad that I'm not there to
help out.

Don't worry. There'll be plenty to do
when you get back.

You have to see Harmony's will.

It's amazing.

Well, it's okay.

But you're never going to guess what
happened at school on Friday.

What? Guess.

Tell me.

Sawyer and Marco broke up.

Get out!

They had a huge, dramatic breakup right
after lunch. It was incredible.

She told him that he didn't treat her
the way she should be treated. And he

she was a spoiled brat.

Whoa. I know, right?

Well, someone wants to talk to you.

Thank you.

Hey, Jamie, honey, there are a few
talking points that I would like to

before your next interview, okay?

Sorry, guys, I've... to go. That's my
handler.

But I'll talk to you guys later. Bye!

Oh, not more laundry.

You're right, don't you?

Put it in the pile.

Good job, Squirt.

I thought you would have quit weeks ago.

Not a chance.

I must really like her.

Let's go, honey.

Chop, chop. You're going to be late.

Almost done.

Turn off the tablet.

Now. I don't get it. First you tell me
to write, then you say don't.

I'm getting my signals here, Mother.

No, what you're getting is fresh.

Get in the car.

Lenny, come on, let's go.

Hi. I'm Danny.

Saw you on TV. You rock, Bartlett.

Thank you very much.

You too.

Did you really meet Amber, Tiffany?

Yeah. We're kind of friends.

No way.

Way.

Wow, you're a superstar now.

So we have to get the word out that
you're going to be at our animal rights

rally next Thursday.

You are coming, right?

Of course I'm coming. I wouldn't miss it
for anything in the world.

I would never let you guys down.

Or the bus.

Of course. Come on.

Whoa, what is that smell?

Oh, the fresh pine scent?

Yeah, that's me.

I had to detail my brother's car before
school this morning. You know, it's part

of our deal.

Sounds like a lot of work just for some
wheels.

Yeah, but worth it.

Connie, that is so nice that you're
doing this for...

Did

you just see that? You two totally had a
moment.

Did we?

Yeah, you did.

Hey, Jamie.

We have an extra seat.

Jennifer, too, is out sick.

Nothing. Oh, come on. We want to hear
all about the backstage party.

Go ahead. Give him a treat.

We've already heard all the stories.

That didn't take much prodding. Let's
face it, Connor. We have to share our

jammy with the rest of the world now.

Just as long as she can fill up my
animal rights rally like she can fill up

pizza furler, I think I can deal with
it.

And then when I stood up, my hair was
stuck in her tiara. No way!

Wait!

What did you do?

Well, we didn't want to end up on the
cover of Starlet now, did we?

No. So we scurried off to the green room
before anybody could see us. I mean,

can you imagine?

That is funny.

Now that he's single, do you think Marco
will take Jamie to the dance?

Well, he couldn't.

Why not? He's a free man now.

Because she said she was going with us.
We're going as a group. I think the rule

was if no one asked us first, we'd go as
a group. What? That wasn't a rule.

When did we make that a rule? Why? Do
you know anyone else who might want to

take her to the dance?

No. Sound like you do. I don't. I just
didn't know it was a rule.

Whatever.

How was lunch with the populars?

Well, it wasn't excruciating. It seemed
like you were having fun. I wouldn't

call it fun. I mean, it was okay.

Not like hanging out with you guys,
though. And the longer I sat there, the

I could feel myself losing IQ points.

Hey, why didn't Connor walk home with us
today? Oh, I don't know.

He's been acting all boy -like lately.

Well, I'll see you at the pizza parlor.

Oh, uh, you won't see me.

We won't?

No, I quit.

Didn't we cover this?

I thought my handler called you guys.

You're not serious.

No, I'm joking.

Well, maybe it's the truth.

I thought I told someone.

Come on, you guys.

It's not like I need the money anymore.

Bye -bye.

Prune pizza, Peg. Honey, no.

Try it.

Don't judge it so harshly.

No.

You know, I bet the first person to try
a pineapple pizza was laughed at, too.

Besides, it's more of a breakfast pizza.

You know, my gourmet pies are doing so
well, I was thinking we should open for

breakfast. Oh, Ralph, don't do this to
us. Things are going great.

It's the power of my pizza.

Mm -hmm.

Ralph's Pizza Shack.

Yes, this is the place. Right out of It
Saves the World.

Birthday reservations.

412. I have it. Thank you.

Maybe it's not only my pizza.

Maybe.

Maybe.

Maybe.

Hey, Lynn.

How's work?

Exhausting. Who knew pizzas could be so
heavy?

You think you're tired?

You'd never believe all the stuff I've
got going on.

It's crazy.

Yeah, well, I was calling to see if you
can help out on Saturday.

We have to finish Harmony's Will by next
week.

Why do we have to do that?

Hello? We're all on the decorating
committee, remember?

You're the one who got us into this.
Right.

Um, look, I'm sorry, but I can't.

Diana's coming over to help me answer
fan mail.

You have fan mail?

Well, it's for Iz, but I have to answer
it. Oh.

You're not going to forget about my
animal rights rally, are you? We really

your help to get the word out.

What? What is it? A direct connection to
high school royalty.

Um, I have to take this call. But don't
worry, I'll be at that rally. Call me

tomorrow.

Hello? Jamie!

Hey, it's Sawyer. What's happening?

Oh, nothing.

Hey, listen, you want to hit the mall on
Saturday?

Sure. I'd love to.

Sweet. Can't wait.

Thank you.

Marco? Is Jamie here?

Only in spirit.

Will you tell her that I'm looking for
her?

No. Excuse me?

I mean, she doesn't work here anymore.

You guys are friends, right?

Hey, do you know if she's going to the
dance with anyone?

I don't know.

But if I see her, I'll let her know
you're looking for her.

Thanks.

there would be such hard work.

Well, you better get used to it, Jamie.

If your next book sells anything like
this one, this is only the beginning.

Hey, who wants a bite to eat? Me, I'm
starving. Me three.

Let's charge it to the publisher.

You know what?

I'm not hungry anymore. Can we keep
walking?

Hey, check it out, bro. So Jamie sees
these, huh?

I doubt if she ever will.

Why? What happened?

Well, Marco Vega's going to ask her to
the dance.

Going to?

Not official yet, but all the signs are
there.

Well, there's still time. You can still
ask her. But it's Marco Vega.

And you're Connor Kennedy.

Look, don't be like that, little bro.
You like her, don't you?

Yeah. And you didn't wash my underwear
for an entire month just to let some

chump jump in and steal your girl, did
you?

No. That's right.

Now look, you've come too far, and
you've worked way too hard just to roll

Yeah, I have.

Now I want you to go and find this girl,
and I want you to ask her to dance.

I'll do it.

Yeah, sorry. Sorry about that. Hi!

You're with Jamie.

Leave me a message.

Hey, Jamie. It's Connor.

Call me back. I don't want to talk to
you. Bye.

Hang on. I've got to finish some
gravitation.

Hold on two seconds.

Hey, can you hang on for one second?
Give me two more seconds, okay?

I'll be right back.

Okay.

Hello? Hey, Ms. Bartlett. Is Jamie
there?

Yeah.

Jamie!

Connor's on the phone.

Tell him I'll call back later.

The associate's gonna call you back. All
right. All right. Bye.

She had a meeting with her handler.

I can't believe this.

I'll bet she forgot.

Don't worry, Lynn. She'll be here.

You look great.

Move it easy.

Thank you.

You're just the girl I was looking for.
Come on. Watch it. I am.

Can I ask you something?

Jamie.

Jamie.

Not now, Connor.

What? Mark was just about to ask me
something.

I'm sorry you were saying.

Look, I know you're busy and everything
with all your is stuff, but... Jamie.

Do you want to go to the dance with me?

Of course I do.

Let me drop this stuff off.

And boy, do I have news for you.

Yeah, yeah, you look beautiful. Now
let's move it. Are you ready? No.

Not without my normal hair and makeup
team, I don't know how I'm going to pull

this off.

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

Don't tell me you forgot.

Okay. I have really important news.

More important than saving the helpless
bunnies?

Uh, yeah.

Kind of. I can't believe you forgot. We
need you.

Oh, you're protesting today, isn't it?

Lindsay, it is totally not my fault. I
asked my Diana to call to see if you

could move to Friday because I had this
pressing to do right now.

We've been planning this for months. I
can't just change a date to fit your

schedule. This is really bad, isn't it?

You have to ask?

Look, I'm really sorry, but it's for the
book, and I have a limo waiting for me

outside.

Whatever.

what to say, but I really should be
there.

Hey, what are you doing later?

I'm taping a segment of Rise and Shine.
Totally lame, but what can you do?

Anyway, do you want to grab a bite to
eat later?

Anything but pizza. Ugh, can't stand the
stuff.

Hello?

Hey, that is my phone!

Well, you weren't going to use it for
anything important.

I love pizza.

And Lindsay is my friend.

Lindsay isn't going to make you a
superstar.

Maybe I don't want to be a superstar. I
don't want to be a superstar.

I love pizza.

Well, I suppose you didn't want the
cutest boy in school to ask you to the

either. Well, let's stop whining and
start acting like Iz.

Oh, you look adorable. So, you ready?

Come on.

In this civil society such as ours, it
is indefensible to treat small little

creatures such as bunnies in uncaring
ways.

Ban animal testing. You want to sign our
petition?

No. I want to find the bathroom.

Around the corner to the left.

The protest is a complete disaster.

Now the bunnies are going to pay for it.

It's not our fault that our celebrity
endorsement pulled out at the last

No, it's her handler's fault.

I liked her better when she didn't have
a handler.

Me too.

Hello, I'm Christine Meckler, and
welcome to Rise and Shine.

Today, I'm very pleased to have high
school freshman and best -selling author

Jamie Bartlett.

It's a pleasure to be here. So how does
it feel to go from high school freshman

to best -selling author in one semester?

Well, there's been a lot of strange
things happening to me, but after a

you just get used to it.

We've been told that your book, Is Saves
the World, is the fastest -selling

children's book in Schilling Press
history.

Well, we object to the word children
because Is relates to everyone.

We?

I mean me.

Right. You've sold a lot of books.

It's in its second printing.

Wow, did you ever think it would do so
well?

Well, as I was writing Is Saves the
World, I felt as if I had tapped into

something bigger than myself.

And this is just the beginning.

And that's what scares me the most.

I'm sorry, what scares you?

Oh, nothing.

I just meant that people can really
relate to the story. Although I'm not

why. Oh, I do. It's a terrific story.

So tell us, Jamie, how did you come up
with it in the first place?

Well, my English teacher, Miss
Gallagher, said to write what we know.

you're saying that It Saves the World is
based on real events?

Oh, I couldn't make that stuff up.

And the characters are real as well?

Oh, they're very real, yes.

Actually, some of my fans have pointed
out that Iz is no more than an alter ego

of myself.

But she isn't.

Am I Iz?

Iz isn't. Is she?

Am I Iz?

Yes.

You're Iz?

That's quite impressive.

Iz battles evil in almost every single
chapter of the book.

What can I say?

Evil exists in many different forms.

And the more I talk to the kids...

the more I realized that everyone has a
little bit of is in them, and every

school has a Sawyer.

I'm sorry, who's Sawyer?

Holy cow.

I thought the evil villain's name was
Myrna.

Wait.

I didn't say Sawyer. I said Myrna,
right?

No, you said Sawyer. We have it on tape.

Okay, that's all we have time for today.
We thank you for joining us, Ms.

Bartlett. We wish you tremendous success
on your book.

Up next, seven things in your toilet
bowl that could kill you. Right after

That's it, Julie.

Keep it together.

I need 20 more feet until you reach your
locker.

Jamie Bartlett, stop right there.

Busted.

Is prepared to face her doom.

You based that evil witch on me?

I'm supposed to be Myrna?

No, no, no, no. It's fiction.

I saw the interview this morning,
Bartlett. I heard what you said. We all

what you said.

I'm sorry, Sawyer. Oh, no, but you're
going to be.

I'm going to destroy you because this is
the real world, Jamie. You can't just

zap me into a perpetual detention.

Zap.

She speaks the truth.

But I'm going to zap you right back to
Loserville, where you belong.

Leave her alone, Sawyer.

Oh, you're defending her? Have you read
her book? Yeah. Why?

You're in it, too. Who do you think the
muscle -headed bozo with a pea -sized

brain is?

That's me?

No, it's Josh.

Oh, that's so not cool.

She wrote about all of us. She trashed
all of us.

We're the Clone Heretic Cohort?

Can I offer you a little piece of
advice?

Yeah.

Run.

Yes,

Diana. Oh, I think that's a great idea.

Uh -huh. I'm just going to run it by
Ralph, and I'll get back to you.

Okay. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not
a great idea.

Diana wants to have a book signing at
the pizza parlor.

Yeah, see, like I said, that's not a
great idea.

Jamie, what's wrong?

Everything, Mother.

It was the beginning of the end.

Lenny! I don't know.

Will you please drop the drama -rama
act? I'm totally bored with it.

Oh, I'm sorry, but in case you hadn't
noticed, my life is falling apart.

Falling apart?

Hello? Your life is just beginning.

Or have you forgotten so quickly?

We're going to the Deep Blue Sea dance
with Marco Vega. We are.

We're going to the... No, no, no, no,
no.

I'm going to the dance with Marco.

You are staying here.

Guess again.

Do you think you could pull this off
without me?

Well... Any of this?

The parties, the fan mail, Marco Vega?

Yeah, but...

I was a great writer before you.

Really?

Did your paper on my toes just get you
on more alive?

Didn't think so.

Jamie, you and I are a team.

We don't need Sawyer or the Populars.

Our book is on the national bestseller
list.

We get tons of fan mail every day.
People love us.

Yeah, only the people who don't know us.
Who cares? As long as they keep buying

the book.

I would rather have friends than fans
any day. Yeah, right.

I would.

That's it. Is is over.

I am never writing another word about
you.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Now, if you won't think about yourself,
and you're not the girl I think you are

if you won't, then think about your
parents.

Business is booming right now. And let
me tell you one thing, that doesn't have

anything to do with the liver and onion
pizza.

So if you say goodbye to me, you should
say goodbye to the pizza parlor forever.

For better or for worse, it was
happening.

Is was taking over.

She was saying everything I was
thinking.

Unfiltered. Uncensored.

Unplugged.

So what do you say?

Would you knock it off? We're trying to
save the family in

here.

No, no, no.

Be quiet.

Oh, I'm sorry if my music is
interrupting you talking to yourself.

You call that noise music?

Why don't you do us both a favor and
give it up?

Hey, this isn't fair and balanced.

I never said Mr. Clark had B .O.

Four columns of letters to the editor?

What kind of yellow journalism is this?

They're all anti -is.

No, they're not, Jamie. They're all anti
-you.

You mind if I sit here?

Yeah, go for it.

Wow.

You really know how to shake things up.

It's a little out of control.

It's just this place needed.

Hey, so is Myrna really based on Sawyer?

Only a little.

Okay, a lot.

So cool.

And all the other characters in the book
are really students here?

Kind of.

So does that mean you're Iz?

Well, she'd be nothing without me.

And I'm Marco Vincent, right?

Yeah.

Sweet.

Hey, Connor.

Hey.

What's wrong?

Did you talk to Jamie?

No, and I don't really plan on it.

She's going to the dance with Marco.

Ugh, whatever.

I'm so sick of her.

You know how many waters I bathe and get
that car for the dance?

Hey! Hey, guys!

You guys!

You guys, you have to help me.

Are you serious?

Yes.

Sawyer's running a smear campaign
against me. I need some positive PR, and

that's where you guys come in.

Have your hand when I handle it.

It's her damage.

You are.

Connor?

Yeah, I wanted you to do it.

But... You guys, I...

Well, I like

white. But I could try something else.

How'd you burn us?

Come on, Marco. Why don't we sit
somewhere else?

Oh, I never told you how much I liked
that poem that you wrote.

Oh, don't bring that up.

That was too embarrassing.

Reading that in front of the class?

So lame.

No, it wasn't.

I loved it. It was so... real.

Are you going to eat those?

No.

Well,

I don't understand it. We put ads in all
the local papers. This place should be

a madhouse by now.

Well, business has been kind of off
since Jamie's little announcement last

Maybe all we need is a new pizza to pick
things up.

Pickle pork -eared pizza, Peg?

Maybe it's time to cut our losses.

Where is everyone?

I can't believe we only sold two books.

It's a good thing Ralph's parents showed
up.

Oh, good.

Thank you.

Don't sneak up on me when I'm working on
our masterpiece.

Yeah, I've been thinking about what we
should stuff our masterpiece with.

Oh, I know. I have been driving myself
bonkers. What is going to give our whale

life?

Newspaper?

Hacking peanuts?

Yeah, all great suggestions, but I was
thinking of something a little more

proactive.

And...

I know this well means a lot to you, but
this is an incredible opportunity to

make a statement.

I can't do it without you.

What do you think?

I think it'll take our creation to the
next level. True art isn't meant to be

just seen. It's meant to be experienced.

You can't give the people what they
want. You have to show them what they

what they need.

Was that a yes? That was a heck yes.

That was humiliating.

Local market's fickle. You said that
business would pick up, but it's been

all week.

What do you want from me?

Nobody wants to eat with a tattletale.
They're all afraid of you.

No, they're afraid of you. Me? I'm just
a figment of your imagination.

No, you're not.

You're a monster and... And I am too.

Lenny's given up on music because of
what we said to him.

I didn't mean those things that I said
yesterday.

It's no reason for you to give up music.

of letters to the editor.

Hey, look at this. They're not all bad.
Check out page eight.

Three tears for Jamie Bartlett.

She didn't lie or slander us.

She merely saw through our masks.

We are geeks and jerks and jocks and all
those things Jamie wrote about, even if

we never admitted it to ourselves.

Don't be embarrassed that she saw who we
really were.

Be embarrassed that we never really saw
her.

Hey.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Did you see this?

See it?

At least Marco thinks I'm pretty
special.

Huh? I'd recognize his style anywhere.

It's just like his poems.

Oh, and Connor, I want to thank you for
being there the other night.

You're really a great friend.

Now I've got to go find Marco.

There you is.

That is the sweetest thing anybody has
ever done for me.

I'll play along.

You're welcome.

Don't be modest.

I know it was you who wrote the letter
to the editor about me.

The positive one.

It's just nice to know that in the face
of all this negativity towards me,

however unwarranted and mean it really
is, it's just nice to know that there's

someone out there who knows the real me.

Oh, and Marco?

I can't wait for the dance.

Plus, I'd recognize your style anywhere.

Why, thank you, Iz.

It's Jamie.

Right. Sorry.

Hey, so what time should I pick you up?

Well,

it was fun while it lasted, but even
last month's incredible sales aren't

to cover last year's losses.

You know, I think you're wrong about
that pate pizza, Peg.

Let's give it another try. Ralph, honey,
another inedible topping isn't going to

save our restaurant.

And the only way we're going to come out
ahead is by selling the pizza parlor

now, before it's too late.

Yeah, I hate to admit it, you're
probably right.

Give me the answer or give me a clue.

Do you think the party is all about you?

You're in the middle.

You're everywhere.

Sometimes out of focus.

But you're always there.

You wake up at sun.

What did you do?

Forgotten by many Remember back

you're moping about you got everything
you wanted didn't you a boyfriend and a

sequel what about my friends or my
brother's dreams or my parents pizza

you have plenty of money in your trust
fund you'll be fine excuse me this isn't

about me this is about my family don't
you get it jamie it's all about me

that's what you think what are you doing

Where's our little girls?

Ready for the dance, Princess?

Honey, are you all right?

Yeah, I think I'm going to be fine.

Just fine.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I just thought that this would be
different, that's all.

Come on, let's just get this over with.

Ouch. That's the most positive way to
start a date, Iz.

Would you please stop calling me Iz?

Hi, Jamie. You look beautiful.

Thank you. So do you.

I'm Marco.

Very handsome.

Zap at you, Miss G.

ecosystems go.

Oh, it's going to be a whale of a time.

Guy? What's up?

Hey, Lenny. All right.

You've got to take a quick break.

Thank you very much.

You want some punch, Iz?

No, but I'd really appreciate it if you
would stop calling me Iz.

Sorry.

Well, I want some punch.

I'm sorry for calling you Iz.

I think you're really cool, Jamie.

None of my friends can believe that
someone as smart as you said yes to me.

It's crazy.

You're so smart, and you're an amazing
writer and a poet.

That stupid poem?

I would never write something like that.
Excuse me?

Yeah, I paid that dork Connor to do the
assignment for me.

Connor? Who cares? He's hot.

Let's dance.

You stay out of this.

Calm down.

It's just homework, right? I help you
with yours.

It's the principal.

What does the principal have to do with
this? If I have to tell you, you will

never know.

Will you please just shut up and dance
with him?

But he's not the one that I should be
dancing with.

Who are you talking to?

I'm lost.

You with me now.

What are you doing here?

You're supposed to be trapped in my
computer.

Are we all having a good time?

You think you can get rid of me that
easily?

We're a team, like Abbott and Costello.

We're like Dr. Jekyll and Mrs. Hyde.

You made me what I am today.

Yes, but I was the nice one. I had
friends before I had you.

You had nothing. You were invisible.

Everyone hated you. It's not true.

They hated what I became.

And I want to thank one special girl.

who, in spite of tremendous obligations
and responsibilities, took the time to

make all the beautiful decorations in
the gym tonight.

And if Connor wrote the poem, then he
had to write the letter in the paper.

And just look at that whale!

Connor sees the real me.

I've been such a horrible friend to him.
I hope he'll forgive me.

Jamie Bartlett!

Get out here and take a bow.

Me? Yes.

We want to thank you for all the work
you've done for the school. Please, come

here.

Do you really want to hear this? Let's
just do it now.

Just give her a second. For your
tireless dedication and commitment and

amazing creativity, accept our
gratitude.

And... These roses.

Yeah, whatever.

Now, is there anything you want to say
to us?

This is our chance to win them back.

Show them how great we really are.

Tell them about the sequel.

Promise Sawyer we'll win the movie.

You can do it. Just be yourself.

I mean...

Be me.

Thank you, Miss Gallagher, for those
kind words.

After the week I've had, it's nice to be
appreciated.

You said that this would work.

Keep going.

Any other brilliant ideas?

That's it.

Lindsay and Harmony have rigged the
whale to throw protest fires all over

dance floor.

They'll ruin everything.

But if you rat them out before that
happens, and they take the fall for it,

you'll be a hero again.

You know how fickle the local market is.

Do it.

Do it.

Harmony, Lindsay, stop!

That's my girl.

There's something I have to say to you.

I'm sorry.

What?

I'm sorry to everyone.

I'm sorry if I embarrassed you or
insulted you or hurt you in any way.

That wasn't my intention.

None of this was.

That was my personal, private journal.

And no one was supposed to read it.

But that still doesn't give me the right
to say the things that I did.

No one is black and white like they
appear in my book. I mean, we're all a

of things.

All unique and special in our own way.

of talents, including my brother.

Even though he doesn't want anyone to
know it, he should.

See, and those are the things that I
should have been writing about.

Harmony, Lindsay, come here.

I want everyone to know who did all of
the work tonight.

While I was off pretending to be
somebody I wasn't, these two worked

beyond what they should have to make
this deep Lucy dance so spectacular.

are for you.

What do you think you're doing?

And I have another present for you.

Jamie, stop!

If you pull that rope, you'll be blamed
for everything.

What do you think you're doing?
Something I should have done a long time

You don't have the powers.

I do.

I have to find him.

It's all right.

Don't... Oh!

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Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh!

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Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

I've been looking for you.

Well?

You found me.

Hi.

Look, I'm really sorry. I've been such a
jerk lately.

I don't know what's come over me.

Or maybe I do.

But the truth is, I never liked Marco.

I just liked his poetry, and now I've
found out that it wasn't even him.

It was you.

Wimped out.

I should have just asked you to dance.

How about that dance?

There you go, Squirt.

Bartlett, about your display, I want a
word with you.

What are you doing?

Monday.

Don't worry, sis.

I'm not the only one who's been a dork
lately.

This one's for you.

And when you need.

I will be around.

Don't worry, this won't last forever.

You'll be alright, better late than
never.

I will be around.

When you think it's over, I won't let
you down.

If your luck runs out.

friends for pizza.

Any more spinach pizza?

I did make spinach.

Whatever it was, everybody wants more.

Seaweed? Uh -oh.

My bad.

No. You're good.

I think this could be it.

Listen to those kids.

Lenny, go get the seaweed from the sushi
in the cooler. Hurry.

Hey, great pizza, Mr. B.

Hey,

you take the orders. I'll get the pizza.

He did it, Ralph.

He really did it. No, he, but... Yeah,

I did.

And with one seaweed pizza, order was
restored in the kingdom once again.

The princess kissed her frog and they
danced until dawn.

Okay, 9 .30.

And everyone was happily ever after.

You said your time was running out.

You're far from where you want to be.

You're hanging in the lost and found.

You're losing touch with everything. And
when you need someone to lean on,

I will be around

when you think it's over.