Original subtitles

Time to feel the wind in my...

helmet.

Well, at least

the bell still works.

[ping]

I thought

I had fixed my scooter,

but apparently you people

did so much damage,

it couldn't even be repaired

with school glue.

School glue!

- It looks like the bell - still works.

No, don't...

[ping]

Yep!

Still works!

I will deal with each

of you individually...

as soon as I finish

some important

principal work.

Ohh.

- I can't believe - we were called

- To the principal's office - and not Slab.

You're in my seat.

Too bad.

Sit there.

OK.

-Wha... whoa!

-Whoops!

Next time, give him his seat.

? Goodbye, summer

hello, fall ?

- ? We've been trying - to get here ?

? Since we both

were barely two feet tall ?

? Who you calling "kid"? ?

? Who you calling "kid"? ?

? Who you calling "kid"? ?

- ? You can call me - what you want ?

? But I won't hear a word

where I am hid ?

? Who you calling "kid"? ??

So, I've never been called

to the principal's office

before.

What exactly happens?

Tater calls you in, tells you

you'll never amount to anything.

You snarl at him,

he goes, "Aah!"

He lets you go,

- then you come back the next day - and do it again.

[Echo] Great.

Well, I think my punishment's

- gonna be a little worse - than that.

I totally totaled his scooter.

Wow!

Those are beautiful!

They better be.

They cost the guy

I just dumped a fortune.

The designer handcrafted them

out of 24-karat gold,

- Malaysian angel heart - orchids,

And, oddly enough,

school glue.

[school bell rings]

Aren't you going to class?

- No can do.

- Why not?

You're not supposed

to walk in these shoes.

But they're shoes.

You wouldn't eat breakfast

made with a Faberge egg.

You would just admire it.

Ooh!

Can I have some of that bacon?

You don't eat Faberge bacon.

It comes from a Faberge pig.

[suction cups pop]

What is taking so long?

Your cheap, ugly shoes

are fine for walking.

Sorry.

I'll pick up the pace.

[Derby] No, I won't.

- Can't wait to get - to the first meeting

Of my new scooter gang...

Sons of Mommies.

[motor whirring]

Hey, Blondie!

Get off of my chopper!

No can do.

These shoes weren't

made for walking.

But that's my butt rocket!

You want it so bad,

come and get it.

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

D'ah! Why did I buy

running shoes you can't run in?

[siren]

Ivy!

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

I just finally found a way

to get around in these shoes.

To the mall, boys!

- I saw these - designer sunglasses

You can't use outdoors!

And now here I am,

stuck waiting outside

the principal's office.

It was pretty smart of me

not to wear those pants

you can't sit in.

- That's all you did - to Tater's scooter?

That's nothing

compared to what I...

What? What did you do?

Forget it! I'm not speaking

in front of this guy!

He's a mole, a double agent,

an inside man!

- Derby...

- A snoop,

a stool pigeon, a plant, a...

did I say "mole" already?

- I'm not here - to spy on you, Derby.

See?

He even knows our names!

This guy has really

done his research.

I'm here because

I wrecked Tater's scooter.

Mr. Tater, these are not

the supplies I ordered.

Well, to save money,

we substituted a few

gently-used items.

"Gently-used"?

These are ancient...

literally ancient.

Look at this periodic

table of elements.

"Fire, water, air, and earth."

Big deal.

So they left off "wood."

How about this

human skull model?

What? My sister married a man

who looks like that.

Oh, and then...

there's the globe.

Hey, no one's ever proven

the Earth is round.

If you don't believe me,

- you can look it up on - the Flat World Wide Web.

Just go to f-w-w-w...

Mr. Tater?

I need newer supplies.

Well, you're gonna have to find

the money somewhere else.

- I'm tired of dealing with - all you complaining teachers.

I should just retire

and move to...

this side down.

Fine. If I need to raise money

for supplies,

I'll do it with a car wash.

[Derby] Hey, Adam.

Derby, thanks for helping me

with my car wash.

Car wash?

What car wash?

[whirring]

Oh.

What do we have here?

Some sort of outdoor shower?

No!

- It's a car wash - to raise money

For science equipment.

Discount for principals.

Aw, darn it!

I have no principles...

or scruples, morals,

or an ethical code

of any kind.

I meant the other

kind of principal.

I'm the other kind of principal!

Too bad my scooter

doesn't need a wash.

Oh, come on.

I'll throw in

the turbo jet package.

It'll clean your

scooter in seconds.

[scooter crashes]

That'll be 19.95.

And the worst part is,

Tater never paid me!

He wasn't kidding about

having no principles.

So Mr. Young

washed his scooter.

I did way worse.

It all started...

Wait, where are my manners?

Ladies first.

Derby?

No way. I'm still checking

this snitch for a wire.

Anyway, it all started

after science class.

Echo?

I'm having a problem

with Slab Junior.

My hamster.

Oh!

I thought you were

talking about your gerbil.

Why did you name them both

"Slab Junior"?

- Because they remind me - of my guinea pig:

Slab Junior.

Anyway, he hasn't

been himself lately.

He's bloated, he's moody,

and he keeps throwing up.

Oh, thank goodness

it wasn't that much this time.

Uh, Slab?

Slab Junior's not a "he."

He's a she.

What? How do you know?

Because "he's" pregnant!

I'm going to be

a grandmother?

No.

You're still a "he."

Oh, phew!

And I think I know

who the father is...

Mr. Tickleschmootz!

The geography teacher?!

No. My hamster.

We have too many hamsters named

after other things around here.

Are you comfortable,

Slab Junior?

[gasps] Your water just broke!

- How are we going to - get to the hospital?

Hurry up and get me inside

- so I can put on - these sunglasses!

That's it!

Tater's scooter!

Oh, no, you don't!

- I'm tired of you people - taking my scooter,

So I've chained it up

with chains...

chain-link chains.

- But I need to - get to the hospital!

My hamster's having a baby!

[whirring]

[loud clanging]

Gah!

The baby's coming now!

Quick, boil some water!

I always think better

with a nice cup of tea.

- But I still don't - know how to deliver

Hamster babies.

[baby chittering]

[gasps]

It's a miracle!

The hamster gave birth

without human intervention!

[tiny harp strumming]

And Tater's still mad

about his stupid scooter,

even though I named every

hamster baby after him.

This is Four-eyes,

this is Baldy,

this is Lives With Mommy,

and this is

Nice Sweater Vest, Dork.

I just don't get it!

Yeah, well, none of you

did anything as bad as I did

- to Tater's scooter.

- Uh-pup-pup!

I'm still searching

this rat for a wire.

And there's only one other place

it could be...

In this glove.

Nope, it's not in the glove.

He's clean.

- Hi, Mr. Tater!

- Hey there, Echo.

I have exciting news.

The Finnegan Fryer

has a new sidekick...

or should I say "sidechick"?

[clucking]

Aah!

- Why are you afraid - of the chicken?

- They're supposed to be - afraid of us.

That's why

they're called "chickens."

I'm not afraid of it.

- I'm upset that - you've imprisoned it

In a locker!

What are you talking about?

This isn't a prison.

That's our prison.

He hates it in there!

Ah, he always drags

the cup against the bars.

No, the chicken!

Look at this sad poem it wrote!

I... I can't read

this chicken-scratch.

Don't worry, little guy!

I'm here to rescue you!

[wires snapping]

[alarm]

Uh-oh!

[siren]

[Tater] Freeze, chicken thief!

Identify yourself!

Cluck, cluck?

Don't lie to me.

I'm the Finnegan Fryer,

which means you must be...

- the legendary - forest-dwelling creature

Known to cryptozoologists

as Sa-squawk!

Or Echo.

You could be Echo;

that was my next guess.

Hey, come back here!

[siren]

No! I'm rescuing this guy!

[chicken clucks]

OK, girl.

Ow!

[chicken clucks]

Stop it!

- I'll be embarrassed - if anybody sees me

With egg on my face!

[chicken clucks]

Help!

I can't see where I'm going!

[scooter crashes]

Cluck, cluck.

[chicken clucks]

Come on! You're finally

getting out of here!

It's about time!

Oh.

[harmonica playing]

Run free, little chicken!

[horn honks]

[brakes screeching]

[thump]

No!

Why?!

Why did the chicken

cross the road?!

Do you all have to sit

on that side of the bench?

Stay away from us,

chicken-killer!

I didn't kill him!

He's going to be fine!

He just broke a drumstick.

And see?

All of his friends signed it.

[chicken clucks]

Wow. They really do

have bad handwriting.

Well, Derby, everyone's told

their scooter story except you.

I still don't want to

talk in front of Adam.

OK, here's my story.

Huh.

I never noticed

that mailbox before.

It would be terrible if,

when I went to open this,

a boxing glove sprung out

and punched me in the nose.

No, just a package.

Ooh, but it's from Ireland!

- I didn't know you could - mail stuff from Ireland

Without postage.

Morning, Mr. Tater.

Whatcha got there?

A mysterious and enticing

package from Ireland?

Why, yes.

It would be terrible if,

when I went to open this,

a boxing glove sprung out

and punched me in the nose.

Oh, just a DVD.

It would be terrible if,

- when I went to put this - in the DVD player...

There's no boxing glove!

Just come with me

so we can watch the DVD.

Come on in, sir.

You can watch it on this.

[scoffs] See?

I don't know why

Mr. Young was complaining

about not having supplies.

He's got this AV cart,

- as well as a video camera, - a DVD burner, and, uh,

This backdrop of a charming

Irish cottage.

[penny-whistle theme plays]

- [Irish accent]: Top o' - the morning to ya, laddie.

I hope this finds you

bald but healthy.

I'm yer long-lost

Uncle O'Tater.

I didn't know I had

a long-lost Uncle O'Tater.

That's why I'm long-lost,

ye right idiot!

- If yer watchin' this, - I'm dead.

[gasps] I killed you

just by watching this?

I'm sorry!

I'll watch something else.

Derby, bring me

my waltzing-puppy video.

You didn't kill him.

I think this is his video will.

This is my video will.

I'm leaving ya ev'rything:

�10 million.

10 million pounds?!

Ten million pounds of what?

He means money.

10 million pounds of money?!

There be a catch.

There be a catch?

What catch be there be?

If ye want yer pot o' gold,

ye must come

to the Emerald Isle!

The Emerald Isle?

That's where

the Wizard of Oz lives!

No, that's the Emerald City.

The "Emerald Isle" is a fancy

nickname for Ireland.

Well, looks like

I'm going to Ireland.

- [Adam on video] - Derby?

- What are you doing - in my classroom?

[humming]

Heh, so Tater went

all the way to Ireland

and inherited nothing!

Yeah, he told me

about that trip.

He said it was wonderful.

He saw the sights,

took in the history.

He even kissed

the Blarney Stone.

That's right,

and I made him do it all.

- Like a boxing glove in a - mailbox,

He never saw it coming.

- What does any of this - have to do with

- wrecking Tater's scooter?

- Oh, it doesn't.

- But I thought - you'd enjoy the story

Of how I tricked Tater

into taking the vacation

of a lifetime.

If you want to know what

happened to Tater's scooter,

well, that starts

with this balloon.

Where am I supposed to find air

to blow up this balloon?

[sighs]

[sighs again]

[sighs again]

I've got it!

[crashing and clattering]

Whee!

Whee!

Whee!

Whee!

Would you stop that?

- Yeah! You're making the rest of - us who don't have balloons

Feel bad!

All I've got is this money.

Whee!

Ohh, nothing.

When is Mr. Tater gonna

call us in already?

We've been waiting out here

for nearly 22 minutes!

- Let me find out - what's going on.

Mr. Tater?

Mr. Tater?

What the heck?

Where's Mr. Tater's office?

This door just leads outside?

Then where did Tater go?

To the airport.

I had to pick up Siobhan,

my new girlfriend

I met in Ireland.

And she happens to be

a scooter mechanic.

Hold on tight, honey.

[Siobhan giggles]

Ha ha!

Sucker!

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