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I just got off the phone with Principal Lounsberry.

Sweetheart, I'm not angry.

You understand that.

I know your dad wouldn't have been angry either.

I want you to know you can talk to me.

You can tell me how you're feeling, okay?

Okay, I'll leave you be.

You just let me know if you're hungry, sweetheart.

(clattering)

(mouthing words)

My parents took all my devices away.

I'm actually impressed with your retro solution.

I knew you would be.

Are your parents mad?

Just confused.

Their nerdy little daughter's getting suspended.

Luckily the Leafs and the Raptors

have playoff games today, so they're distracted.

Oh. Are they playing each other?

No. They're two diff--

It doesn't matter. Uh, I'm heading back to the school.

I wanted to know if you're in.

What?!

No.

It's over. We blew it.

What are we supposed to do? Sneak out,

break back into the school, and get back into the tunnels?

It's like our thoughts are connected by this rope.

What? No.

I was being facetious. Our parents would implode.

Since when do you lose hope? We're already in trouble.

What are they gonna do?

Double ground us? We've got nothing to lose.

I never thought I'd see the day

you were talking me into criminal behaviour.

And I never thought being bad could feel so good.

Meet me in the path in five.

Copy.

So, I got a bunch of implements--

a magnifying glass, lock picks, and even a laser.

Did you guys say "lasers"

or "losers"?

So, Brett, what are you doing here?

I just came to get you guys,

so we can get back in the school.

Kind of shocked you guys are already doing it.

We're full of surprises.

Yeah, you're really not.

So, we heading to Joy's? Raign: Yup.

Cool. Bet her parents are awesome.

(accordion playing in distance)

(accordion playing)

(accordion playing)

What the fringe jacket?

Joy Selina, please continue.

(accordion playing)

What are you doing here?

What are you doing?

It's traditional.

It's embarrassing.

You look like you should be on a cake.

You're so...

pink.

(unclear).

(chuckling)

Okay, come on, put that thing down. Let's go.

Yeah, we're sneaking into the school.

Papa, there's big kids!

Gertrude, be quiet.

(accordion playing)

(accordion playing)

Come on, let's go, Joy Selina.

Yeah, we gotta go.

That's no way. They're watching me like a hawk.

Just say you have to go to the bathroom.

(all speaking at once)

I can't! Joy Selina!

Go to your room.

Do not come out until sunrise unless you need water.

But Dad!

No water then.

(clapping)

Continue with "Flight of the Bumblebee."

Yes.

(accordion playing)

Guess Joy's out.

(accordion playing)

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I'll change on the way.

(laughing)

Give me three minutes to pick the lock.

Guess I'm not the only phony.

Bre Harsh.

You don't understand. My parents have all these expectations.

They want to showboat me around to their friends,

like I'm some prize pony.

"Our daughter is so perfect. She has an IQ of 134."

Wow, 134!

You could raise that.

They're like helicopter parents on steroids.

Must be nice.

It's awful.

I can't be myself.

I have to be this whole other person at home.

Then, I come to school and they pick on us for being who we are.

I'm a loser in a family of winners.

Yeah. I'm surprised my mom isn't an actual helicopter,

since my dad and everything, you know?

Yeah, I hear you.

Really? Because it seems like you do whatever you want,

whenever you want, no matter what anyone says.

Who gets to act like that all of the time?

My folks.

Want to know how I snuck out of the house today?

Front door.

My parents are divorced.

I haven't seen my mom in months.

My dad's always away, living his best life on "work trips."

Even if he was there, he wouldn't notice I'm gone.

I guess we all have our...

things.

Should we...

you know, like, hug or something?

(scoffing) What? No! That's just--

Raign: Come on. This is happening.

Norman: Okay.

Okay. Now that that's over with,

let's get in there and do what we came here to do.

Yeah, about that, I... wasn't able to pick the lock.

It has an HYT lock system.

It uses a snake key, which is virtually unpickable.

Then why did you join in on the hug fest?

It was such a happy moment,

I didn't want to take that away from any of you.

Oh, yeah, that was very thoughtful of you.

Bre Yeah, we should

have stolen the key.

You think?

All right, suggestions anyone?

Uh, we could remove the caulking and push out the window.

We could chain the door to the bikes and pull them.

Bre Or we could just

chuck a rock through.

The moulding's on the inside of the windows,

so we can't do that.

Chains would pull off the door handle

well before it would open the door.

Plus, we don't have chains.

And the windows are shatterproof.

Oh, hammer the hinges. Crowbar.

Ram through it with the custodian's lawnmower.

Thermite. Jackhammer.

Chainsaw! No!

No. We've come so close,

been purposefully thrown in detention

over and over and over again,

orchestrated elaborate heists,

exposed our deepest, darkest secrets,

and for what?

To get stopped by a school door?!

It's not fair. It's not--

wah!

Or we could just pull it open.

Unbelievable.

Unbelievable.

You think you could live off

chicken nuggets for three months straight?

Yeah, if you want to get diabetes.

Three months isn't that long.

Hey.

Hulk, what's wrong?

Why are the lights on? And why was the door unlocked?

(feedback ringing, funk music playing)

♪ Aww, yeah ♪

Someone is here.

♪ You know, I like it like that ♪

Ahh!

(funk music playing)

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Bre We gotta get out of this.

(funk music playing)

We gotta get away from this guy fast.

Yeah.

(funk music playing)

It's locked.

I'm on it.

(funk music playing)

Bruno: Ahh!

(creaking)

(clattering)

(thudding)

(whistling)

Well, I'll be...

a pigeon fart.

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