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[twinkling music]

[twinkling music]

- Come on! Come on! Yeah!

- Wait till you hear this.

Thanks to some random note in the school suggestion box?

Principal Lassiter is choosing prefects for Thompson High.

- Em, that is so great!

- Students monitoring students is great?

- It was at my old school. - The prefect thing was your idea!

- Hey, the suggestion box is locked for a reason.

But it would look so great on a university application.

Oh! Ah! Derek!

- Hey! You know the rules: Wait till the play's over before

entering the playing the field.

- I really hope Lassiter chooses me as a prefect.

Then it'll be safe to walk the halls without a helmet. Ow!

[Laughing] Derek!

Oh!

- Principal Lassiter, are you okay?

- Sir, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hit you.

- Oh? And who did you intend to hit?

- Casey! Throwing balls in the hall? You should know better.

- Indeed. - I'm sure it was a mistake sir!

That's not like Casey at all!

- How bad do you wanna be a prefect?

- ♪ Used to be my mother and my sister and me ♪

♪ A happy little family and all right with me ♪

♪ But Mom got married that's when everything changed ♪

♪ Some things were lost and others were gained ♪

♪ A new school, a new house ♪

♪ So many changes it makes my head spin ♪

♪ Now I've got a brother who gets under my skin ♪

♪ This is life with Derek ♪

♪ This is life with Derek ♪

♪ This is life with Lizzie, Edwin, George and Nora, Marti and Casey ♪

♪ Living life with Derek ♪

♪ Living life with Derek ♪

little power.

'Cuz then, I could make certain people stop annoying me just like...

...that!

Oh, and I'd try and make the world a better place too!

- There were many worthy candidates

for our 2 prefect positions.

Candidates who are responsible, detail-oriented and, of course,

know how to follow rules. So, our first prefect will be...

Sheldon Shlepper. - Ah! Yes!

- Hey, your boyfriend's a prefect.

- This is gonna go right to his head.

[All laughing]

- Thank you.

Oh! Oh! Oh! This is so unexpected!

I don't have anything prepared.

Uh, I'd like to thank Mister Lassiter for his faith.

Emily for standing by me; love ya', baby.

Ah, the stu-- - Sheldon.

And Prefect number 2 is a student I have come to know quite well.

- You talked to Mister Lassiter for me, right?

- Yeah. If he doesn't pick me, I... I hope it's you.

Wanna hold my hand for good luck?

Give a round of applause to... Derek Venturi!

- Derek Venturi? - [Both]: Derek Venturi?

- Derek Venturi? - Derek Venturi?

- Mister Venturi.

- Se... seriously?

- Mister Venturi...

- Well, aren't you gonna share your good news?

- No. - You passed a test?

Joke! Joke! - You wanna hear a better joke?

Our principal chose Derek to be a school prefect!

[All laughing] - I know.

- Now there's a man with a sense of humour. - What's a prefect?

- It's a student who helps the principal keep order in the school.

- Sounds like Casey. - Definitely not like Derek.

- Which is exactly why I'm not gonna do it.

- Good. Cuz too many kids follow your bad example as it is.

Who knows what you would do with some real authority.

- Interesting thought.

Maybe I'll rethink this.

- No, no, no, no! Don't rethink!

You don't think at all! Like usual!

- Thompson High has been so good to me.

Maybe it's time I give back.

- No! No, no! Don't give back! You keep on taking! Like usual!

- Actually, I think this might be good for you Derek.

Some responsibility. - No, no, no!

It's not good! It's bad! Very bad. Right, mom?

- Well, actually, I think it might be good for Derek, too.

- Oh! I gotta lie down.

- Hey, no running in the house!

Kids!

[Whistling]

[Whistling]

- When can we watch wrestling?

- Well, as soon as Marti goes to bed.

- Ah! Which is right now. - Yeah!

- 10 more minutes. Please? - Marti.

- Wasn't your bedtime half an hour ago? - Edwin's right.

- C'mon daddy, please.

- Okay, okay, okay Marti! But just 10 more minutes and that's it.

- Thank you, Daddy!

You're the best Daddy in the whole wide world!

Paws off the remote Edwin.

- I'm late. Can I go next?

- Not according to Derek's schedule.

- Schedule?

- He's first, Edwin' second, Marti third, I'm fourth and you're last.

- Derek's a school prefect, not a house prefect.

- Derek! Switch with me.

- All schedule changes need to be cleared with Derek.

- What are you trying to pull? - Got a complaint?

Put it in my suggestion box.

Alright, Ed, you're up.

- Hey! Hey! Hey!

- Can I come in? Please, please, please?

- Sure, Marti. - Thank you, Casey!

- What? How'd she do that?

- The same way she gets to stay up past her bedtime:

with her special powers.

Super-cuteness.

- 9:02. You're late.

- Ah, well if it wasn't for you hogging the bathroom

I would be on time.

What is this?

- A warning. If you're late again or in the hall without a pass,

you get a detention.

- You can't do that!

- Actually, I have to. It's my job.

Littering.

- So, have you memorized the new prefect handbook yet?

- Ha! Good one, Shlep.

Ah, you're serious.

- 'Course I am. I added a list of some new rules.

I just wanted to see if you had anything to add.

- Oh, yeah! How 'bout: "Free prefect access to the snack machines?"

- C'mon! You know we don't get special treatment. - We don't?

- No. - What's the point of doing this?

- To make Thompson High a better place for all.

- Oh, come on. - Well, look at that!

- Throw it, like last time.

- Sam and Ralph? What's the big deal?

- The big deal is that they're breaking the "no-throwing-stuff" rule.

But, if it's awkward, you know, I can go talk to them for you.

- No, no. I'll do it.

Oh... Hey, ah, guys, do me a solid? Go play outside.

Sheldon's giving me a hard time. [Both laughing]

- You are good. - I almost believed you.

- Is there a problem here, boys? - No, Sheldon.

Yeah, and if you guys don't stop,...

I'm gonna recommend you for a detention.

- Dude. Snap out of it. - A rule's a rule.

- What's his deal?

- Had to be done, dude.

Sorry.

- Um! I don't know why, but I'm so starving.

Could it be 'cuz I'm power hungry? Oh, wait, no!

I've already got all the power.

- May I please be excused?

I can't stand to sit at the same table as Derek!

- Yeah, I should go too. I've got some prefect reports

to file... in the trash.

- Can I be excused, too?

- Eat those 3 Brussels sprouts, then you can go.

- But they make me throw up.

- C'mon, Marti, just eat one.

- I would like to Daddy, but I can't.

- Okay, munchkin. Maybe Edwin will eat them for you.

- But, I don't want any... - Hey, Lizzie, do you mind

clearing the table when you're done eating?

- Did you see how Marti got outta eating Brussels sprouts?

She does have super-cute powers!

- I told you. How come we can't get away with stuff?

I mean, we're cute too! Aren't we?

- Of course we are. We just don't use it like she does.

- I don't think of myself as a prefect.

More like a soldier.

Defending the halls against injustice.

And garbage.

Great job, boys and, uh... when you're done with the halls,

my locker could use a thorough cleaning.

- Derek! You can't make them do that! You are abusing your power!

- Actually they have to.

Defying a prefect violates section 10.3 of

the Thompson behavioural code. Punishment for that is detention.

- Yeah? Well, how many detentions will that get me, uh?

- Oh, I'd say about a week. Wouldn't you agree, Mister Venturi?

- I'm afraid I would, sir.

Hey! Guys.

- Hey, Ralph! Who's that guy?

- Yeah, I don't know. Looks like Derek, sounds like Derek.

Even smells like Derek. It's definitely not Derek. - That'll do, guys.

- What? Are we gonna get detention for walking too slow?

- Please! I had to act like I was serious about

this prefect thing in front of Sheldon yesterday.

I wouldn't actually give you guys detention. You know that, right?

- Kind'a figured you were up to something.

- I had no clue. - We know!

'Kay, here's the deal: I am deep, deep, deep undercover

on geek patrol to gain Principal L's trust.

- Why? - Ah, to get us a rehearsal space with great acoustics

for our band to practice in after hours.

- Where? - The caf. This Friday! Oh, and... every Friday.

- Dude! You are a genius!

- Well, feel free to bask in the glow, boys.

[School bell]

- So, um... thanks for going to bat for me with Lassiter.

Too bad it landed you in here. - I don't mind.

- At least it's only for a day. - Actually I volunteered for the whole week.

- Well, you're gonna have company.

- Um... Em, what are you doing in here?

- The Prefects added a no "Public Displays of Affection" rule?

So Sheldon busted me for trying to kiss him in the hallway.

- Sheldon gave his own girlfriend a detention?

- Well, he busted himself! I am not his girlfriend any more.

- Good for you, Em. Now I'll deal with his power-tripping friend.

- But how? - Well, Derek's abusing his authority, right?

We just need Mr. L. to catch him in the act. - How long's that gonna take?

- Well that all depends if Tinker is willing to--

- I'll do it!

- Triple X combo.

- Ah-ha! Take my psychic strike!

- Ah! Oh, I got you cornered! - Ah! No!

- Alright, guys. Guys! That's enough video games.

- Yeah, it's time to hit the books.

- But, Mommy, can't we play one more game. Please!

Please, with whipped cream and a cherry on top?

- Yeah. I almost got my high score here... Daddy.

- Nice try, but, uh... go do your homework. - Yeah, now.

- That's it! That was a test and you failed.

- Yeah! Marti acts cute and you let her do anything.

She's playing you like a violin!

- She is? - Yeah! C'mon, Mom, you have parenting books.

It's important to be firm and consistent.

- You know, guys, parents mellow as they get older.

Sometimes they aren't as tough on the little kids.

- But that's not fair to the middle kids!

Yeah, and sure Marti's cute now,

but if you keep spoiling her,

what'll she be like as a teenager?

[Whistling]

- Tuna... Again!

Detention... Again! Go!

- Derek! Just the prefect I was looking for.

- Sorry Tink, I don't know where Casey is.

- No! I found something in the bathroom and I thought you should have it.

- Ah, what is it?

- It's an envelope... filled with money.

Isn't it a prefect's job to, uh... collect the trash?

- Tink, are you trying to bribe me?

- No, no! I... just found this in--

- Ah! I'm sorry, Tink, but I cannot accept your bribe.

- Just take it!

- Hey! That's mine! Give that back!

- Nice try, McDonald.

- What are they all in for?

- Let's see, Derek gave him a detention for having a tuna sandwich,

gave her a detention for studying in the halls

and Sheldon gave that guy a detention for not saluting.

- What?

- Chut!

- Okay, so Derek didn't fall for the bribe.

We'll have to try something else. What do you think, Em?

- I think I'm crazy for ever liking Sheldon. What did I see in him?

- He does play a mean pan flute.

- Okay, forget about Sheldon. We've got to take Derek down. But how?

- Uh, I've got a little intelligence. See that guy?

He tutors Ralph in math. Ralph was on the phone

with Derek talking about some D-Rock rehearsal

in the caf after school today. - Tinker! I could kiss you!

- Okay. - It's just an expression, Tink.

Are you gonna tell Lassiter?

- No need. I'll just tell your ex-boyfriend.

- Perfect! He'll rat out Derek for sure!

- Derek, you're doing an outstanding job.

- Oh, thank you, sir. You know, a clean hallway

and an orderly student body really helps me sleep at night.

- Don't work too hard.

A young guy shouldn't be here late on a Friday. Um?

- Well, I've got some paperwork to wrap up. I hate to leave a task incomplete.

- A perfect prefect if there ever was one.

Have a terrific weekend, eh? - You too, sir.

[Glass shattering] [Guitar solo]

- Marti, did you clean up your room like I asked you?

- But this is my "favoritest" show. Can't I do it later?

- I'm sorry! No! You have to clean up your room now.

[Falsely crying]

Or later is good. - Be strong, George.

- Come on, Dad! Tough love! You can do this!

- Yeah, yeah! You're right. I'm sorry, Marti,

but uh... no, you need to clean up your room now

and I don't care if you cry.

[Falsely crying, louder]

Uh!

It's not fair. I'm going to stay under here forever

so nobody can be mean to me. Nobody loves me!

- I can't take it, George. Let her watch the show!

- No, Dad, you have to stand firm. It's the only way she'll learn.

- It's so dark and lonely under here. Dark and lonely.

- Nora, I can't do this. - Yes, you can.

- I hope you're happy now that I've left home!

I guess my whole family must hate me.

- Dad, have a heart! Let her watch the show.

- No! No! No! Your right! I have to stand firm.

Right, Nora? - Right, George.

- I guess it's fun being mean to the littlest kid.

- Aw, George, just let her watch the show.

- You're right. Marti! Sweetie! Come on out!

Come on you can clean your room later.

[Giggling]

- Thanks, Daddy! You rock.

- Sick rehearsal space or what?

- Totally.

- Wow! Check out the reverb in here!

Ralph!

Ralph! Ralph!

- [Sheldon]: Emily! If you forgive me.

I still don't understand. Why do you need to see me in here?

- Because you need to see this!

- Derek? - Shlepper!

- Unauthorized assembly! After hours cafeteria use!

What were you thinking? - Yes, Derek, what were you thinking?

- I, uh... I wa... I was thinking...

- Um? - You should play with D-Rock!

- Me? Play with D-Rock?

- Uh-um. - I couldn't; I don't have my pan flute, I...

But I do have my pipes.

- Oh, come on! - Hold this.

Hey! This song goes out...

to Emily.

Em, I should've realized, there's the rule of law and...

then there's the rule of love. But tonight... we break all the rules!

Alright, fellas a little, uh, mid-tempo garage rock, key A minor?

That neighborhood. Sound cool? Groovy. Let's do it!

One, two, three, four!

♪♪♪

♪ Well, sometimes I don't say, what you want to hear ♪

♪ I sound like a fool, whenever you're near ♪

♪ But deep down you know, I mean really well ♪

♪ So give me a chance, to show what I tell. D-Rock! ♪

- He was supposed to turn Derek in, not join the band!

- I know!

- ♪ D-Rock! ♪ - He's great, isn't he?

- ♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ I don't always think When I start to speak ♪

♪ You look at me, like you're gonna freak ♪

♪ But whatever I do, you need to know ♪

♪ I want you with me, wherever I go! D-Rock! ♪

- He really is great.

- ♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ D-Rock! ♪

- Derek! [Music stopping]

And Sheldon!

[Feedback] You have shamed the name of prefect!

Return your badges immediately.

[Laughing] And as for you 2...

If you enjoy D-Rock, you will certainly enjoy D-tention!

- Ha! Good one, sir. Sorry, Casey.

- No, no! Mister Lassiter! You have it all wrong!

Tinker, tell him!

So... sad about your fall from grace?

- Fall? Ha! What fall?

Thanks to my underground concert, my cool cachet is through the roof.

- I don't believe this.

Can't even stand being in the same detention as you.

- Um-um! No talking in detention.

Sorry, Casey. Prefects can't play favorites.

[Sighing]

- Daddy... - Um?

- Where are Casey and Derek?

- They broke the rules, so they're in detention.

But when they get home, they're grounded.

- Why don't you ground me when I break the rules?

- Because you are my little girl!

- That's not fair! I wanna be a big kid like Casey and Derek!

- Okay, then, Marti, but...

big kids, you know, they go to bed on time,

they have to clean up their rooms and they have baths...

- Aw! Do I have to?

- Yes, you do!

- Okay, daddy!

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[Laughing]

- ♪ Living life with Derek ♪

♪ Living life with Derek ♪

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