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Krusty-o, Krusty-o,

wherefore art thou, Krusty-o?

Yo, yo, Julie-ech.

To pie or not to pie?

That is no question!

Well, the crickets get it,

and they're the toughest
insects to please.

But what happened
to my audience?

This is supposed
to be a kids' show.

Sorry, Krusty. Kids are
no longer into your show.

Yeah, kids prefer
TikTok, Instagram,

going to church,
dentist appointments,

even getting bullied.

The only way we
can get an audience

is to bring in loose seniors
who are lost at the mall.

We were lied to.

We were promised
air conditioning.

There is air conditioning.

Turn it down! I'm freezing!

Okay, so maybe I did lose touch

with my audience in the '90s.

What year is this?

2000 and what?!

I need new material.
Where are my writers?

They're buried where?!

I tell you, Krusty,

the heyday of the TV clown ended

when parents found
out that Ovaltine

was just sugared mud.

Everyone's gotten out.

Oingo, Boingo,

Penny Nickels, Knick
Knack, Paddywhack,

the cast of The View,

Dungaree Dave, Sadsy.

Sad to see Sadsy go.

Not Leaky Pants.

He'd never quit.
He was born to it.

When his mother's
water broke, it was seltzer.

Cheese for your scampi?

Leaky? No!

Also, can I buy all your
material for $7,800?

No way.

Fine, I'll just steal it.

Little Debbie Dimples,
you're the wisest of us all.

What do we do?!

I don't know.

I'm as cute and
adorable as I ever was.

Check out my trademark pout.

It hurts so much to do that.

What we need is
new, young clowns.

But who's teaching 'em? Nobody.

Wait a minute. If I started
a school for clowns,

I could save our profession.

But would I make money?

What's private school
tuition these days?

Yow!

Yeah, hey, you could sell
the students comedy props.

Like those dollar sign contacts
you're wearing.

It's not a prop.

It's scarring from a
drive-through LASIK's clinic.

Put the car in park.

Dimples, this
school idea is genius.

Any more advice?

Yes. The most important
thing in comedy is...

is...

um...

What? What?!

Fine, don't tell me.

What is it? What could it be?

Why won't she tell me?

Is it being funny?

Is it big shoes? What?

Now, listen here, Bozo,

you can't just open a school

and expect to be certified.

That's right, you need
psychological evaluations,

educational degrees.

I think you'll find every
document you need

in this envelope.

No cash. Now I only take Griftr.

See?

Now, about the curriculum.
Will you teach STEM?

Sure will. Slapstick, tumbling,
enormous shoes and mime.

Mime?! Yeah, forget it.

Hey, that's great.

Would you like to teach
mime at my school?

You've got the job.

Sign here. No.

The wind blew the papers away.

Catch them and put
them in your magic box.

Clowning is now the
most despised profession

in America after
Supreme Court justice.

But that will change.

We will lift our
clown horns high

and tell the world,
"Agagabawoogakazowie!"

Now, let's pull together
as only clowns can.

Well, whatever the
hell this is, it's starting.

Tired of your kids

being jammed into overcrowded

public school classrooms

with teachers who only
work nine months a year?

Ready to work on
our lesson plan?

I plan to lessen the
amount of margarita

in this pitcher.

Teachers. They have it so easy.

They get to buy their
own classroom equipment,

and people tell them what
they can and can't teach.

What a racket.

Then bring your kids to
the Herschel Krustofsky

School for the Clowning Arts.

You'll receive a fully
rounded education.

Math, science, balloon animals,

and the basics of stilt safety,

and advanced balloon animals.

And we've got one
thing no other school has:

an elephant.

Barnum & Bailey's
had to sell this guy

after an unfavorable
documentary.

And I got him.

I have to go there.

You're doing just fine at
Springfield Elementary.

No, I'm not. In fact,

here are several
notes from my teachers.

This could be the chance for me

to turn my
sucked-up life around.

I'll be like Lisa, but fun.

Hey.

Objection withdrawn.

Look at it this way, guys.
You got to straighten me out.

It's either this way
or Catholic school.

Catholic school?

Te dominum confitemur.

Te aeternum patrem
omnis terra veneratur.

Tibi omnes Angeli;

tibi Caeli et
universae Potestates...

Okay, okay, you got it.

Kid, your grades are
nothing to "hey, hey" about,

so sell me on you.

Well, sir, I've been voted
class clown three years running.

Impressive. I
never won anything.

My publicist got me one of those

"In Memoriam" segments
once, but I was alive.

It was great to see
my face up there,

although it got booed.

Still, this application has...

What's the
educational term for it?

"The stink of a loser."

Man.

Wait a minute. Now, see here.

Maybe my kid is a loser,
but he's an alpha loser.

The one that all the
other losers blindly follow.

Whatever Bart's
joining, I'm joining.

And I'll pay whatever it takes.
Here are all my pin numbers.

Take them. Come on, take them.

Kid, you've shown me the way.

The bottom of the
barrel is lined with gold.

Now bring me every
rotten apple in the barrel.

Krusty, mein old pal.
Showbiz man hug.

Yeah.

I want to present
mein son, Dieter.

I think he would be an excellent
candidate for your akademi.

Shut up, Dad, you has-been.

Enough of the wisenheiming.

My son is a special boy,

so special, no decent
school will take him.

But he has a gift for
the comedy, like me.

We Germans have a word for it.

Komische einstellung

Strikenhaltentseinenlieber-
schvancer...

Wow.

I wasn't finished.

Einezwugzangshteifel.

Let's cut to the
chase. Are we in?

I don't know, we got
a lot of applications.

He's in, all right.

That's Malibu rehab money!

Son, let's get you
some ice cream

and a new Lamborghini.

Whatever.

Holy crap.

I could afford another marriage.

And just in time.

You see this,
Dad? I'm trying to be

an educator, just like you.

Like all great teachers,
my motivation is money.

If you've got a
problem, give me a sign.

Nothing? Nothing.

That's the most positive
thing you've ever said to me.

I'll take that as,

"I admit to being your father."

Okay, Lisa,

here are your
multicolor note cards.

Bart, your honk horn.

Why do you need
this for English class?

I don't know and I don't care.

Ooga.

Bart, what have I told you about

riding a unicycle
in the kitchen?

Nothing. It's never come up.

"No turnip tossing, no
unhappy pancake faces."

You know, you're right.

Listen, I don't want
to spoil a party...

- Yes, you do.
- Okay,

but I don't enjoy it.

Again, you do.

Okay, but I feel guilty.

- No, you don't.
- Shut up.

Let me speak.

Are we sure Bart is
going to a real school?

Lisa, don't step
on his enthusiasm.

This combines a boy's
two most natural desires:

To be with his family

while running away
to join the circus.

Lis, for the first time,

I feel like you do about school.

Can you understand that feeling?

My God, I can.

Cut the treacle.
That's what clowns do.

Anyone seen my glasses?

Those actually
make you look cooler.

Haw-haw!

Ha-haw-haw!

Ha-haw-haw-haw!

Who was the first clown to
wear the double-winged neck ruff?

My hand is going up.
What's happening?

Yes, Bart?

First clown with neck ruff.

Pickel-herring.
Dortmund, Germany.

Very good.

First female clown, U.S.?

Amelia Butler,
Royal Amphitheater.

Very good. First...

My God, I'm striving.

And I know what
"striving" means.

Now for a demonstration
of the parabolic curve.

Laughter is the best medicine.

Except for synthetic opiates.

You know the rules, boy.

In this house, I
get the first shower

and the last pork chop.

Why, you...

genius.

He deflected his father's rage.

I'm so proud.

What is that
beautiful instrument?

It's a saxophone.

Why don't you play
a fun thing like that?

I play it every night.

Well, why can't
you be more yakety?

Mom, tell Dad I'm plenty yakety.

Well, a little more
wouldn't hurt.

Springfield Elementary children,

are you ready?

My mechanical pencil nib is
extruded to the ideal length.

Good to see you, pal.

First question.

Science.

This lighter-than-air gas...

Helium.

- Helium. Helium.
- Correct.

Children, remember
this inspirational thought.

You will have to make
up the schoolwork

you missed during this time.

Great speech.

This is a good
time to remind you

you're banned from my funeral.

Time for the final
question in math.

Give the equation for

a parabolic curve.

Y equals X squared
plus a constant C.

That answer is... correct.

This is a Hollywood ending,

except Hollywood doesn't
write endings anymore.

They just tease the sequels.

Krusty...

Sorry, no autographs, selfies,

charitable requests,
subpoenas or...

I came to say thank you.

What?

Never heard that before.

I hate to say it,
but I was almost,

almost, starting to
lose hope in my son.

Then you turned him
around. God bless you, Krusty.

Wow.

Here's a subpoena.

I'm still happy.

Dad, I did it.

I finally did something
both of us can be proud of.

And you didn't see it.

Even though you lived to be 97.

- Krusty?
- Yeah.

Krusty, my boy.

I hear you.

Krusty, I would like to

become a partner in your school.

A Carnegie to your
Mellon, as it were.

Aw, the mob wants in.

Running a school is
a dangerous business.

I foresee possible
boiler explosions,

Taco Tuesday trichinosis,

a mysterious increase
in owies and boo-boos.

But I can prevent these things.

Are you threatening me?

Well, since you
insist on discussing

the elephant in the room,

he will be working for me now.

Why does every
performing animal turn on me?

Are you still mad

I separated you from your child?

Look, you guys already control

waste management, casinos,

farmers' markets and
Girl Scout cookies.

What do you want
with a stupid school?

Our organization has run
out of revenue streams.

The best drugs are sold by
the nice lady at Walgreens.

Gambling is so
legally available,

it's not fun anymore.

Meanwhile, Harvard and Yale

jacked their tuition
up ten percent annually

when they already got
90 billion in the bank.

I just found out
we're down $100.

Send out more envelopes!

I want out of loan sharking,

and into student loans.

Talk about a vig. Whoa!

Education is the
last untapped scam

left in America.

Plus, I've always admired
the stone-cold ruthlessness

of teachers unions.

And if that teacher's a nun,

you can kiss your
knuckles goodbye.

Talk about whacking.

Fat Tony, let me
be honest with you.

I got an agent, a manager,

two personal shoppers
and a Shabbos goy.

There are no percents
left for me to give.

And for the first time in my
life as a children's show host,

I think I'm actually
helping kids.

No, let me be honest with you.

We can do this
the easy way or...

You win.

Now, one more thing.

Tell me you like me
and make me believe it.

I like you. I like you.

No one could
fake a kiss that wet.

Why aren't you traffic monitors

managing this drop-off?

He's on a no-show job.

Me? I'm a no-work.

I'm a no-show? Then
what am I doing here?

I thought you liked my company.

I like it. I don't love it.

Where are all the markers?

They're selling them across
the border in Ogdenville

without paying
the dry erase tax.

Have you got any reds, man?

Nobody's got reds!

Two hundo a bag.

That's not cool. You're taking
advantage of my addiction

to highlighting
important material, man.

You are late with your envelope.

Tough tamales.

You see these mashed potatoes?

Yeah.

What if we make you eat them?

No!

You're right, Dad.

It's time I stopped
being a terrified clown

and started being
a terrified educator.

I'm going to stand up like a man

and rat them out
behind their backs.

Yeah, sorry, Krusty,
but the police have

no jurisdiction in
private schools,

private clubs, private homes.

Basically any place outside
the police station.

Are you willing to wear a wire?

I will, but I must warn
you, I'm super ticklish.

I'm not even touching you.

But I know you're gonna.

So, we figured it's best

to put the microphone
in the squirting flower.

Gotcha. Does the
flower still squirt?

Actually, if you squirt it,

you'll be immediately
electrocuted. Yeah.

Full house. Jacks over eights.

What do you got,
Johnny Tight Lips?

Could be the winning hand,

but I'll never tell.

Just what our card game needed,

a joker.

Yeah. Don't mind me.

Just keep playing
and talking freely.

Okay.

Hey, Krusty, do the flower bit.

I love that gag. Hey,
let me be the foil.

Yeah, well...

Come on, funny man.

Squirt me right
between the eyes.

What are you waiting for, clown?

One of us is going
to be splattered

in the next five seconds.

Damn it, lost another witness.

How's our memorial
wall looking, Lou?

Don't give me that look.

I told you we needed
a bigger wall. I said it.

This guy is hilarious.

He's wearing a wire.

Any last words?

No one messes with the
principal we actually like.

Boss, these kids are making
me feel dizzy and guilty.

Silenzio.

Maybe there is a
more civilized solution.

After all, we Romans
invented civilization.

No, we didn't, we
stole it from the Greeks.

Krusty, what if there was a way

that I could get my money

and you would no
longer have me to fear?

I'm listening.

You're burning the school down

for the insurance money?

You get an A-plus in math.

No!

What do I do with
this extra gas?

- Use it in your car.
- Don't need it.

I drive a Nissan Leaf.

Idiota. I'll leaf you.

I finally did something
you could be proud of,

and now it's gone.

Not true, man.

You made a
difference in my life,

and that'll never change.

He's right. The boy has learned

that if he gives a
damn, he will succeed.

And that false hope will
carry him a long, long way.

Aw, thanks, but I'm afraid

I'll need more than
that to cheer me up.

Want to get some nachos?

Did you say "naches,"

the Yiddish word
for "fatherly pride"?

No, I said "nachos,"
the Mexican word

for cheese-covered chips.

It's a sign from my father.

My father finally has naches.

I said, "nachos."

Chipotle on me.

Timing. The most
important thing is timing.

Here are the morning
announcements.

You children have

the greatest gift of all.

You cannot be tried as adults.

Today is Italian American Day.

As is every other day forever.

Do not go in the meat locker

no matter what you hear.

If you see something,

you didn't see nothing.

And all further announcements

will be made from

my uncle's doctor's office

because the Feds

can't wire that place.

Good day.

Shh!

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