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[bell rings]

? When I wake up in the morning and the alarm gives out a warning ?

? I don't think I'll ever make it on time ?

? By the time I grab my books and I give myself a look ?

? I'm at the corner just in time to see the bus fly by ?

? It's all right ?

? 'Cause I'm saved by the bell ?

? If the teacher pops a test I know I'm in a mess ?

? And my dog ate all my homework last night ?

? Ridin' low on my chair, she won't know that I'm there ?

? If I can hand it in tomorrow it will be all right ?

? It's all right ?

? 'Cause I'm saved by the bell... ?

? It's all right, 'cause I'm saved by the-- ?

? It's all right, 'cause I'm saved by the-- ?

? It's all right, 'cause I'm saved by the bell ?

All right. Nobody move.

Who did it?

Did what, Zack?

Who parked in my space?

Ahh... ohh... aw...

Huh, who did it?

Beats me.

What kind of car is it?

It's not even a car. It's a motorcycle.

Cool. What kind?

Who cares what kind?

It's in my space. I want it out.

Hey, Zack. Guess what.

Someone's parked in your space.

I know someone's parked in my space.

I just want to know who.

I wanted to stop him, but this biker was too scary.

You saw him?

Yeah. He was 7 feet tall.

Big, bulging muscles.

Tattoos everywhere. Yeah.

Oh, scary.

Is that the big, bad biker dude?

I swear, Zack. She was a guy outside.

Excuse me, but I think you've made a big mistake.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. You parked your bike in my parking space.

Was your name on it?

Ohh... let me explain something.

I'm Zack Morris.

Should I be impressed?

Well, most people are.

I'm not.

I don't think she's moving.

No way. Not that girl.

Told you she was scary.

Yeah? Well, we'll see who's scary.

She'll be out of my space by lunchtime.

Sir, I have parked in that space the last two years.

Screech had to lie there the first six months,

but now everyone knows it's mine.

Just because the students accept it doesn't make it official.

Then make it official,

just like my seat in detention.

Check the Bayside handbook.

"No assigned parking for students."

There is always a loophole, and I will find it.

Look, I've got the dance committee coming in now.

Do you mind?

No. They won't bother me.

Hi, Mr. Belding.

Hello, everyone. Just take a seat.

What are you doing here?

Searching for justice.

The Fall Ball's one of my favorite events.

I hope it's as good as last year's.

No need to worry. I've got a great team.

What do you have in mind for refreshments?

Don't just ask me.

I may be chairman,

but all members of my committee are welcome to voice their ideas.

How about beef jerky with guacamole dip, huh?

Shut up, Ox. That's a stupid idea.

Aha!

What?

Article 8--

"all school regulations are subject to review." Hmm?

Aha! "Except for student parking."

Ohhh.

[knock on door]

May I help you?

I'm Tory Scott. I'm new.

Can you clear my schedule?

I'll clear your schedule.

I'll be with you in a second, Tory.

Sir, sir, look. Article 5--

"in emergencies, the principal can overrule any regulation."

Your losing your parking space

does not qualify as an emergency.

Now, sit.

That's-- that's my chair.

Not anymore.

I'll get back to you.

And you, too.

Ooh.

Let's get back to the Fall Ball, shall we?

How will you decorate the gym?

Well, I was thinking about autumn in Paris.

We can hire a French chef to cater the event.

Oh, wait a minute. We can't afford that.

We--we-- we could have a math dance.

Everyone could come dressed as their favorite number.

Who asked you to speak, geek?

This ball is important to me.

I want something elegant, with class.

Oh, ok.

What about a Christmas theme?

With Santa Claus and elves?

Does anyone have a good idea?

Well, what about some kind of autumn harvest --

trees, leaves, pumpkins, stuff like that.

Hmm.

Yeah.

I love it!

You know, Ginger, I don't believe you.

You are not the truth.

No one could look as good as you.

[giggles] Oh, Zack, how do you come up with such stuff?

Hey, I couldn't help but see--

? That you look lovely as can be ?

? Pretty woman ?

It's-- it's a song.

A song? Did you write it?

Yes! [bell rings]

All right, class. This week's project, you'll all pair off.

I will assign each team a commercial product.

You will all prepare an ad campaign

and present them to the class on Friday.

OK? Partner up.

Screech, you're with me.

When you've done the work, fill me in.

Not so fast, my blond buddy.

What?

You're a big boy.

Do your own homework.

I'm teaming up with Slater.

You are? Great.

You're a dumb jock, but at least you'll appreciate me.

Hey.

Does everybody have a partner?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

I don't.

Who else doesn't have a partner?

Zack.

I'm sure you two will make a great team.

This thing's great. It's got an alarm clock,

a calculator, and a telephone book.

So, what's the big deal?

It's a computer date book; you put the names of your dates in it.

That way you won't get Candy mixed up with Bambi.

Well, if it was your date book, it'd be empty.

Are we just going to rag on each other or do some work?

See, work requires effort.

Ragging on you is easy.

This isn't cutting it.

Let's split the project.

I'll write the ad campaign.

I'll do product research.

A cute librarian owes me one.

Does she know how to read?

You're absolutely hysterical.

Page.

All right, come on.

Let's get this meeting started.

Oh...

Stop eating. It just takes up time.

Slater, dear, we're having a meeting.

Page.

Lisa, can't you see I am working?

Now.

Aw...

Sit.

You call yourselves a dance committee?

You couldn't organize my sock drawer!

What's wrong? Pete and I just spent two hours

spray painting paper leaves.

I want real leaves,

and I want them hand-painted.

Hold it, Mr. Refreshments.

I distinctly remember saying

no... beef... jerky!

But I like it.

Lisa, take it easy.

Oh, button it, Slater.

My dance is going to be a hit despite this--

this incompetent committee!

You are way out of line.

I quit.

We are out of here, babe.

But...

Bye.

Page.

Hi, Tory... My new best friend.

Uh, before I even think about helping you,

let's talk working conditions.

OK. You're in charge of decorations,

refreshments, and leaf gathering.

No, how you treat people.

Push me around, I'll quit before I start.

Agreed. Will you help me?

OK. I'll meet you at the gym tonight.

You're my new best friend.

You're my only best friend.

As an additional selling point,

these mirrored sunglasses are handy

if you have a vain girlfriend.

Now, the windshield wiper glasses.

These glasses may look silly,

but you'll be glad you have them if you get caught in a freak monsoon.

And I can still see.

Fine presentation. Good teamwork.

So, uh, where's Tory?

I don't know.

We were supposed to meet, but she didn't show.

Partner problems, huh?

Sorry.

Can't relate.

That brings us to Zack and Tory.

Mr. Morris,

where's your partner?

She's not here.

Oh.

Then I guess you fail.

Uh, I meant she's not here,

but she's supposed to be not here.

It's part of our presentation.

OK.

Begin when ready.

OK.

I'd like to see this before I retire.

Right. Right.

Uh...

Our product is a computerized date book.

Our target audience is students and young executives,

ages 18-35.

And we plan on marketing it

in electronic stores and department stores.

Plus, we would run extensive advertising campaigns

on radio and television.

Thank you, Zack. We get the point.

Can we hear your ad campaign?

OK.

Ad campaign.

Ad campaign. Uh...

For radio and television, right?

Oh, uh, uh...

imagine a man waiting for someone,

a partner, perhaps.

And a grade-- I mean, job-- depends on it.

But that partner isn't here.

Hi. Sorry.

I overslept.

Your partner finally arrives.

If she had this computerized date book,

she wouldn't have missed the presentation.

She feels guilty.

I'll never make this mistake again.

I'm getting one of these right away.

Ha ha ha.

Well done.

For a minute there, I really thought she was late.

Very inventive use of product.

You get an "A."

Zack, wait. I'm sorry I was late.

It's just that--

it doesn't matter. We got an "A." Bye.

I mean it, Zack.

Thanks for covering.

You saved my butt.

I'm impressed.

I'm thrilled you're impressed.

We'll never have to do anything together again.

See ya.

Hi, Tory.

Thanks again for helping me last night.

I can't believe we stayed up until 4 a.m.

I do not know how I got up.

I overslept.

How'd your presentation go?

Great, thanks to Zack.

He's really something.

I thought you didn't like Zack.

Well... maybe I'm changing my mind.

Mind if I sit down?

Whatever.

So... what brings you here,

no one to bug at home?

It's more fun bugging you.

So far it's working.

How are things going between you and that bimbo Ginger?

She is not a bimbo.

She's not a bimbo. She's just...

happy.

That's why she's always giggling?

Yes. No.

Why do you care?

I just think you could do better.

Ginger's biggest problem is whether she's got lipstick on her teeth.

You're telling me what girls to date?

You could use some help.

Who should I take to the dance? Maybe you.

I'll rent a motorcycle and take a grease bath.

I don't care who you take.

I don't even care if you go.

Fine.

Fine!

What's wrong?

Just your basic reaction to another friendly encounter

with Zack "The Jerk" Morris.

You said you were starting to like him.

Like him?

I'd like to punch his face in.

You got a crush, girl.

Admit it.

Well... maybe a little one.

So why don't you just invite him to the dance?

I tried to,

but he got angry when I talked about the girls he dates.

Did you make fun of them?

Of course I did.

They're airheads.

Tory, Tory, Tory.

You can't expect to win a guy over by insulting him.

You've got to...

you know, turn on the femininity.

If you expect me to wiggle and giggle,

you're talking to the wrong girl.

That's just not my style.

Look...

I'm not asking you to be a bimbo.

Just, uh...

soften your image.

Well, maybe.

Good.

And don't even think about coming to my dance

till you do something with that wardrobe.

So...

you pulled it off, huh?

Just barely.

It looks great.

A couple of color combinations I might've avoided, but...

otherwise, pretty good, Lise.

Thanks, Slater.

I'm sorry for being such a tyrant.

It's just that I wanted everything to go right.

Forgive me?

Aw, forget about it.

It's hard to believe this is our last Fall Ball.

Yeah.

So you thought about what you want to do after graduation?

Uh... not really.

Uh... do I have lipstick on my teeth?

Uh, no.

Oh, OK.

Boy, I'm getting really thirsty.

OK.

Tory.

What do you think, is this feminine enough?

Girlfriend, you are going to kill.

If these heels don't kill me first.

Lisa, introduce me to your new friend.

I'm not even going to deal with you.

This is Tory.

Your name's Tory?

You never going to believe this,

but there's another girl who looks just like you,

and her name's Tory, too.

Really? You'll have to introduce me.

I'll see if I can find her.

[clears throat]

Cute guy at 30 paces.

Now, remember, soften your image.

All right, all right.

What happened to you?

Well, this is a dance,

so I thought I'd dress up a little.

I thought dressing up for you would be polishing your boots.

Zack, that's funny.

Ha ha ha.

So, how's the punch?

I'm really thirsty.

It's good.

There are some cups.

Mmm. Good.

That is a really nice shirt.

Oh.

Thanks.

Did you make it yourself?

No. I bought it.

At a shirt store.

A shirt store. Oh.

That's funny, too, Zack.

[slow dance plays]

Gosh, I love this song.

Yeah.

I really love dancing to it.

Me, too.

Hey, uh, Zack, did-- did you want to dance?

- Sure. - OK.

Wait a minute, honey,

it's a slow song.

It's a slow dance.

No, no, no, no.

No. No wiggling.

It's a slow dance.

I'm sorry.

You're supposed to slow down.

May I cut in?

Thank you.

What's going on, Lisa?

Zack, will you do me a favor and dance with Tory?

Tory?

Why would I want to dance with her?

It's her fault I almost flunked our presentation.

She was late because she was up all night

helping me with decorations.

She's trying to be nice.

Why won't you give her a chance?

Oh, man.

I feel like a total idiot.

I better go talk to her.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Why are you out here?

What's it to you?

Look, Tory. Lisa told me why you were late for our presentation.

I'm sorry I didn't let you explain.

Apology accepted.

See you later. Have a nice life.

Hold on a minute.

Lisa also made me realize what a jerk I've been.

Well, uh, I'm sorry.

Just... forget about it.

All right.

Let's start all over -- brand-new.

I'd like that.

OK.

Hi, I'm Zack Morris.

Just a minute.

Much better.

Hi. I'm Tory Scott.

Nice to meet you.

Welcome to Bayside, pal.

Pal?

Great.

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