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- So, if we can never know the true value of pi,

why spend an entire math class studying it?

- Check it out, I memorized the first 100 digits:

3.1415 - Hey, guys, wait up!

Guys, are you listening to me?

Wait up!

- [Corrine] You are so making that up.

- [Lucas] 5897932.

- [Corrine] It's a full life, huh, Lucas?

- [Lucas] 382. - Oh sorry.

624388

3279502884197. (jazzy music)

- Gimme that!

That's my journal;

what did you see?

- Whoa, relax.

I just picked it up; it fell.

It's called being polite.

You might want to try it sometime.

- Look, broken arm or not,

if you ever touch my journal again...

I'll split you like the atom. Clear?

- Crystal. (school bell rings)

- Josie, step away from the boy.

- What was that? - Nothing.

- [Lucas] That was nothing?

Remind me to stay on your good side.

You do have a good side, right?

- [Corrine] (laughs) Good one, Lucas.

(banging on door)

- [Marshall] A little help here?

Corrine? Josie?

(metal clattering) Oh.

(upbeat music)

- [Josie] Okay, so my mom drops me at this boarding school

and I'm thinking, it's like all the other places I've gone.

Students, teachers, principal.

You know, like normal schools.

But it's not.

Weird stuff happens here.

Really weird stuff.

And what's this guy doing here?

Something's going on, and someone's behind it.

And we're gonna get to the bottom of it.

- There is nothing wrong at Blake Holsey High.

(girl screaming)

- Anybody?

Alright, alright, fine!

But once I run outta oxygen,

this school is gonna have a major lawsuit on its hands!

Oh, thank you.

I've been banging on this door forever.

I guess you want to know how I got locked in here.

Well, actually, it's kind of a funny story.

You see- - You're standing on my mop.

(jazzy music)

(knocking at door)

- [Boy] Dad?

- Was I expecting you?

- I wanted to see you.

- Maybe this weekend when I'm not so busy,

we can have dinner, go to a movie.

- Yeah, I'd like that.

It's been a while.

But Dad, I think there's something you should know.

You know that new girl, Josie?

Well, she has this journal and-

- Look, Vaughn, I'd really like to chat with you,

but it's going to have to wait.

- She's written about a black hole.

About your lab.

Now, I only saw it for a second but...

- I want you to get that journal, Vaughan.

Do whatever it takes.

- Isn't that stealing?

- (sighs) No, son.

Stealing is having your life's work

taken in one horrendous laboratory explosion.

This is not stealing.

I'm just trying to get back what is mine.

And what one day will be yours.

- I was banging on that closet door for like an hour.

I'm used to Vaughn ignoring me, but you guys?

- No! Where did that wizard come from?

- Pass it here.

- Like right now, I'm getting the feeling

like I'm talking to myself.

- We're playing a game, Marshall.

- Watch the master.

This game requires focus, concentration, and...

No!

- What about skill?

- [Marshall] But this is really important.

- Say goodbye to your high score, Lucas.

- So, um, I was thinking about asking Principal Durst

to the spring dance next month.

- Did you see that move?

Who's the master now?

Yeah, just me and Principal Durst,

dancing the night away, cheek-

- What is the meaning of this?

- Principal Durst!

- Playing games during school hours?

You two know the rules.

- Actually, there's three of us here.

See, I was gonna play the game too-

I would hardly call 32 megs of flash rom

powered by 400 megahertz a game.

Yeah, and I could hot sync this with my U.S.B.

to access the net for research purposes.

- I don't know what language you two are speaking,

but you can explain it all during detention.

(Josie scowls) (sad music)

(knocking at door)

(suspenseful music)

- Corrine.

Josie.

- [Josie Voiceover] Could Corrine's snoring be any louder?

I wonder what Vaughn's secret is.

Marshall says it's gel, but I bet it's mousse.

That night still seems so real.

The black hole, that woman.

It's still hard to believe we really went back in time

to that lab explosion.

- [Josie] I'll be right there.

I just need to get something from my room.

(suspenseful music)

(door creaks)

(eerie whooshing)

- By using the equation, speed, or velocity,

equals distance divided by time,

we should be able to calculate the value.

Nice of you to join us, Vaughn.

- Am I late?

- Very. Now come on, anyone know the answer?

- Uh, Professor Z.

- I know you know, Marshall.

Anyone else?

- Nuh uh.

- Corrine?

- Sorry. - I know.

- Lucas?

- Don't look at me.

- Me! - Vaughn?

- I got nothing.

- Excellent, Vaughn, the answer is nothing.

Zero, zilch!

(scary music)

- That was the worst movie ever made.

- Should we watch it again?

- Totally.

(all laughing)

- What's so funny?

- "Attack of the Prep School Piranhas".

The ultimate so bad it's good horror movie.

- Right, you mean the movie that I spent six months

tracking down on the net?

The movie that I specifically asked you

not to watch without me?

- We couldn't find you so we just-

- Started without me, right.

Did you even bother to look?

No, of course not.

I mean, why would you?

It's not like you'd see me anyway.

Like right now. Do you see me right now?

'Cause you should.

'Cause I'm standing right here.

- Marshall, relax.

We're gonna watch it again.

- Sure, maybe if I was Mr. Popularity,

Vaughn Pearson "I know nothing",

with my smooth talking and intentionally messy hair.

Yeah. But no.

- What's his deal?

- Let's let him vent in peace.

- Good call. - No one sees me.

Hey, I wasn't done!

(Marshall scoffs)

I don't get it.

Nobody sees me; it's like I'm not even here.

(jazzy music)

What's going on?

(twinkling music) Where'd I go?

Oh no.

- [Teacher] Ms. Taylor, have you handed in your homework?

- [Ms. Taylor] I have it right here, Ms. Smith.

- [Ms. Smith] I expect you to-

(books clattering)

- [Ms. Taylor] Yes, Ms. Smith.

- I didn't. - You are so...

(Ms. Smith clears her throat)

- I wouldn't.

(Lucas exclaims)

- [Marshall] Hey, Lucas, it's me.

- Who's me? Who said that?

- [Marshall] It's Marshall.

- What?

- [Marshall] I'm invisible.

- Yeah, right. There's no way.

Where's the-

- [Marshall] Do ya see me?

- Nuh uh.

- [Marshall] Do you hear me?

- Mm-hmm.

When? Why, how?

- [Marshall] One minute I was freaking out,

the next minute I was gone!

Pretty sweet, huh?

- Sure, things seem sweet at first,

but at Black Hole High, things go bad.

And I think you being gone is bad enough.

- [Marshall] No, it's great; I mean, I'm still here.

You just can't see me.

- Marshall, this is huge.

We have to go tell Professor Z.

I can't wait to see the look on his face.

Uh, excuse us.

(jazzy music)

- My journal.

- What?

- Marshall's invisible.

Tell him, Marshall.

Marshall, don't do this to me.

You know, this is very amusing, Lucas.

But right now I'm helping Corrine.

- [Marshall] Whoa! How do you see outta these things?

- I...

Um, can I have those, please?

Thank you.

This is amazing.

If I didn't not see you with my own eyes,

I wouldn't believe it.

- This is incredible!

- [Marshall] Yes, it is. - No, it's not.

Marshall's invisible and we don't know what this means.

Besides, I don't want an invisible friend.

People will think I'm crazy er.

- So if Marshall's here, but we can't see him,

something has affected the way light reflects on his body.

- Or doesn't.

It goes right through him.

I wonder if his body still radiates heat.

- This is impossible.

- [Marshall] I'm thinking being at Black Hole High

and being that I am invisible, it may be possible.

- This is amazing.

I love teaching here.

- [Marshall] And I love being invisible.

For the first time, everybody's gonna notice me.

- Okay, Marshall, now I know that this is probably very fun,

but we have to find a way to get you back.

And until we do, I need you to stay here, okay?

Promise me that.

(footsteps clomping)

(door bangs)

He's gone, isn't he?

(unsettling music)

- I'm the best friend I have.

I'm a rich treasure.

I'm a deserving human being.

I'm winning in the race of life.

(door creaks)

I'm an asset to these ungrateful students.

- Marshall!

Marshall, you out here?

Marshall?

- [Lucas] Corinne!

- (sighs) Lucas, what are you doing?

- Same as you: looking for Marshall.

These infrared goggles are supposed to recognize

the radiation of his body heat,

translating it into visible light so I can see him.

- Lucas, are you pulling my leg?

- [Marshall] He's not, but I am! (laughs)

Oh, and Lucas, a little gift for you.

Your video game.

- Cool. Thanks.

(goggles beeping)

Hey, it works!

- [Marshall] Well, I'm gonna disappear.

Oops, I already did.

(goggles beeping)

- He's gone.

(Corrine sighs)

(rock music)

- [Marshall] Chocolate sauce?

Aw, gross!

- Oh, no!

(record scratching)

(phone rings)

What?

Oh, Dad, hey. Hey, I was just...

Yeah, yeah, I have it, uh but, uh...

Dad, I was kind of having second thoughts about...

Yeah, uh, yeah, I'll bring it over.

Yeah, yeah I'll do it right now.

But Dad, I...

Hello?

- Come on, Marshall.

I know you're here somewhere.

You can't hide forever.

Eventually, you're gonna have to walk down this hall.

- [Marshall] Josie! Over here!

- Marshall?

- [Marshall] (exclaims) It hurts.

Mm- hmm, does it? My bad.

(Marshall exclaims)

Look, Marshall, rumor has it you're invisible.

Tough break.

Speaking of tough breaks, my journal's missing.

- [Marshall] And you think I have it?

I would never touch your journal.

I'm scared of you, remember?

Why do you think I took it?

- Well, someone went in my room and took it.

No one saw anybody go in, and no one can see you.

That's proof enough.

- [Marshall] That's not proof!

That's a wild guess!

And a bad guess at that. It wasn't me.

- Well, then, if it wasn't you, who was it, invisible boy?

- I don't know, but I have a hunch.

(wind whooshing)

- Hey, where are you going?

We're not finished!

(Josie sighs)

Marshall, get back here.

- What do you mean, you don't have it?

- It's gone. It was here and now it's, it's gone.

- I should have confiscated it myself.

- Dad, why don't you ask them what happened?

- There are some things you don't understand, Vaughn;

that you may never understand.

- Look, Dad, I'll try to find it.

- Well, see that you do.

You failed me, son.

And wash the chocolate out of your hair.

- [Marshall] Man, he's tough.

- Dad...Dad!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

My favorite Marshall story has to be

the time he dressed up like Principal Durst for Halloween!

- Or remember the time his genetically engineered soap

turned his skin green?

(all laughing)

- Or how about when he thought the unit of measure

for energy was the newton, not the joule!

The newt...

(playful music)

Uh, I guess you had to be there.

- I really hope Marshall comes back.

- Me too.

I can't believe I freaked on him for stealing my journal.

Okay, I freaked on everyone!

But that's so not Marshall.

- Not a chance. - No way.

- [Marshall] Yeah, Marshall's the best.

You guys were talking about me; you miss me!

- Yeah, we do.

- I think I speak for everyone when I say the novelty

of having an invisible friend has worn off.

We want you back.

- [Marshall] Well, I want to be back.

I just have one question: How do I do that?

It's not like it's in this textbook.

Hey, my hand!

It goes right through the book!

I can't touch anything anymore!

I'm trying to touch Corrine's shoulder; can you feel it?

(tense music) - No.

- See, I knew this would go bad.

- [Marshall] What do I do?

I don't want to disappear completely.

(goggles beeping)

- Uh, Professor Z...

He's fading away.

- Alright, alright, let's think fast.

Okay, Marshall has lost his ability to reflect light

and now his molecular structure is breaking down.

- Okay, okay, okay.

This all started with Marshall's anger about not being seen.

That triggered his invisibility.

- Right, so, we have to make Marshall feel seen!

- Marshall, you're a great guy.

And I love the way you stick up for your friends.

- Yes, yes, and you're one of the brightest students

I've ever known.

- And I can trust you with anything.

- Marshall, you're my best friend.

- Guys, it feels really good what you're saying

and I feel that you really see me, but it's not working.

I'm still fading.

It doesn't make any sense.

- Yes, it does.

Think about it.

You thought no one saw you, but they did.

Now, who still doesn't see you?

- [Marshall] Me.

I didn't see me.

I was the one who didn't see me all along.

- [Mr. Z.] Marshall, don't underestimate mind over matter.

- The truth is, I do see me.

I see my good side, I see my bad side,

I see all of me.

You see me, I see me.

I see my foot.

I see my foot!

Hands, arms, legs, body.

I'm back! (laughs)

I'm back! I'm back!

I'm back!

I'm back.

I'm back! (laughs)

I'm back! Yes!

I'm back, I'm back, I'm back.

Best thing about that movie, it's over.

(ominous tones)

- Hey, freeze, Vaughn!

Where's my journal?

I know you took it.

Your, your journal.

- Come on, now you're blaming Vaughn?

You've accused the whole school.

- Everyone except Lucas.

- Me?

- [Corrine] Looking for this?

- My journal! Where did you find that?

- On my side of the room.

You know maybe if you weren't such a slob.

- Hey, who are you calling a slob?

- Uh, let me think. - This could get ugly.

- You? - Agreed. Let's bail.

- Weren't such a neat freak!

- No, it's not about me.

It's about you.

- Hey, Marshall, um...

Thanks for, uh, thanks for stepping in like that.

You didn't have to.

- Yeah.

And the truth is, I don't know

whether you took the journal or not.

I have my suspicions but, uh,

I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.

Besides, what would you want with her journal?

- No, it's about respecting people's property, remember?

(unsettling music)

- Um, there's pages missing.

- Don't look at me.

I don't want to know your personal thoughts.

- No, all that stuff is still here...

It's the other stuff I'm worried about.

It's gonna be tough keeping this a secret.

- [Josie Voiceover] Imagine, a wormhole to the past,

right here in our school.

It makes me wonder.

Why at Blake Holsey High?

(explosion booms)

(upbeat music)

? Oo oh oh, oh yeah ?

? Oh, oh yeah ?

? Oh, oh ?

? Oh yeah ?

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