[rock music]
- Remember, Zack, no mumbling in class.
A good CEO makes his voice heard.
- Yes, Dad.
- Hey, what's up with your tie?
Is that a half-Windsor?
- Sorry, I thought I'd try something new.
- This isn't a bowling alley.
You dress for the job you want.
- But I'm a student and also a child.
- You're a Kwon. We don't do things halfway.
Now, show me a full Windsor.
- The rabbit hops over the log.
The rabbit crawls under the log.
The rabbit runs around.
- Okay, you're strangling the rabbit.
[rock music]
- Lawrence.
I think you'll like today's lesson plan.
Today we're gonna learn about the revolution of 1976.
- Don't you mean 1776?
- No.
I'm talking about the punk revolution,
but it's about the same thing as the American Revolution--
sticking it to The Man.
- You're always talking about The Man.
I just want to point out that it's sexist,
and we don't know who you're talking about.
- The Man can be anybody:
the principal, the government, your dad.
- Your brother who makes fun of you
because you're too short to ride the roller coaster,
even though after he rides it, he throws up like a wimp.
- Yes, brothers can be The Man,
and in 1976, bands like the Ramones,
the Sex Pistols, and the Clash stood up to the powers that be
and said, "We're not playing by your rules anymore.
"We're gonna play faster and louder
and wear cool leather jackets and have weird haircuts."
- So you're saying we should get weird haircuts?
- I've already got one.
- The whole point of punk rock
is being brave enough to be different.
all: The whole point of punk rock
is being brave enough to be different.
- No, no, just know everyone here is an individual.
all: No, no, just know everyone here is an individual.
- You don't have to repeat in unison.
all: We don't have to repeat in unison.
- Mr. Finn is the best teacher in the world.
all: Nice try, dude.
[rock music]
- Hey, guys. What's new?
- Is there something wrong with my glasses?
Nope, it's your hair.
- Wow. You dyed your hair?
- Yeah, pretty sweet, huh?
- That is sick.
- You're prettier than I am.
- Freddy, I dig the look.
You're the first kid in the band that looks like a kid in a band.
Your hair gets an A+, man.
- Wait, what about my hair?
- Summer, I don't really give grades for hair.
- I'm expressing myself like you told me to, Mr. Finn.
I feel totally punk.
- Then my job here is done.
Well, not really.
I still can't leave until 3:00.
- You're gonna get in huge trouble.
You know this school has a dress code.
No T-shirts, no shorts,
no tattoos that say "Tomika rules."
- It wasn't a tattoo.
It was a marker, and the kid I gave it to said she liked it.
- No, I didn't.
- You know what?
This school can try to make us all look the same,
but I'm gonna be myself.
- Awesome. - Way to go, Freddy.
- I have a crush on you. - What?
- Way to go, Freddy.
- Okay, let's get to class. Everyone, get to class.
Oh, my, Mr. Huerta, what a lovely shade of green.
You know, I use a pen that color
when I write up detention reports.
Come with me, young man.
- Aw, come on, Principal Mullins.
When you were a little kid going to school,
didn't you want to have some fun, break the rules?
- No, I always wanted to be principal.
- [laughs] That's not weird.
- Oh, boy.
- ♪ Stop tellin' me to read between the lines ♪
♪ It all adds up to one thing ♪
- Five, four, three, two, one.
- ♪ If you think you're gonna lose your cool ♪
♪ Well, sometimes you gotta break the rules ♪
♪ Hey, show me what you know, give it up to rock 'n' roll ♪
♪ 'Cause we ain't gonna stop ♪
♪ If you're feeling like you're gettin' schooled ♪
♪ There's an answer right in front of you ♪
♪ Hey, show me what you know, give it up to rock 'n' roll ♪
♪ 'Cause we ain't gonna stop ♪
- ♪ Hey! ♪ - ♪ Are you ready to rock? ♪
[rock music]
- Freddy's been gone a long time.
- Maybe she's shaving his head.
- No!
I mean, whatever.
- [sighs]
- You okay?
- She gave me detention,
then showed me a book of approved haircuts.
Did you know there's a reverse mullet?
- Well, I'm proud you're not just another brick in the wall.
Every rebel's got to start somewhere.
You know, Kurt Cobain used to strike out in Little League
just to tick off his dad.
- He did?
- Yes. Rock is about rebellion.
Music can change the world. It has that power.
In fact, your homework assignment
is to rebel against something.
- I'm gonna rebel against this pencil.
[grunts]
Later.
- What if we all dye our hair to support Freddy?
- Yeah.
If he gets in trouble, we all get in trouble.
- Now we're talking. Who's in?
all: Yeah!
- All right.
Yeah.
- Yay.
[rock music]
- Whoa, you did it. Thanks, guys.
- Look at me. I'm a rebel.
Neat-o!
- Rebels don't say "neat-o."
- This one does.
- You all look great. - Thank you.
I'm still perfecting my technique.
- Ooh, Zack, let's see the hair.
Subtle.
- You're terrible at this.
- Sorry, man. I couldn't do it.
You know how intense my dad is.
Our goldfish hides in the castle whenever he walks into the room.
- It's cool.
How is Luther?
- Hanging in. I brought him with me.
He needed a break. - Mm.
- What is going on here?
- We're supporting Freddy
and expressing ourselves through civil disobedience and hair dye.
- Mostly through hair dye.
- Wait, we were supposed to use hair dye?
I used grape-flavored drink mix.
- Well, Freddy, seems your bad attitude is contagious.
Do you all want detention?
- If there's a choice, I'm gonna go with no.
- There's nothing in the code of conduct
that mentions hair color.
- Dyed hair is distracting and disrespectful.
It is the equivalent of mouthing off.
Your hair should be quiet.
- So no one in the school is allowed to dye their hair?
- Of course not.
- So you don't color your hair?
- Okay, well, just my roots and a few natural highlights.
I'm prematurely gray.
I get a white line on my scalp.
I mean, it's hard enough to get a date
without being called Skunky!
[clears throat]
Well, fine, you win. Excuse me.
all: Yeah!
- We did it. - Awesome.
Tomorrow I'm gonna dye my hair with chocolate frosting.
- All right, time to take on The Man.
No matter how long it takes, no matter how hard the journey,
we shall overcome.
[grunts]
- We did it already.
Principal Mullins said we weren't in trouble.
all: Yeah. - What?
But I wrote a whole protest song on hair grooming.
♪ Follicles of freedom ♪
♪ Great locks of liberty ♪
Now it just feels anticlimactic.
- You were right, Mr. Finn.
That "challenge authority" stuff really works.
You know what? I'm with you guys now.
I'm going to do what I want.
- Yeah. - Yeah, dude.
- Yeah.
- Get it.
- Yeah!
This washes out, right?
[rock music]
[classical guitar music]
♪ ♪
[electric guitar solo]
- Hey, Zack, guess--
- Oh, hey, Dad.
- Zack, what do you think you're doing?
- Uh, remembering that my door doesn't lock.
- You were supposed to be practicing classical guitar.
Rock doesn't get you into Yale.
Is that orange in your hair?
What has gotten into you?
- My teacher, Mr. Finn,
told us to question authority and never back down.
- And you think that's a valuable lesson?
- Yeah--no.
[rock music]
- [clears throat]
Look at you kids--
lounging around, chitchatting,
not doing your schoolwork.
Don't tell me I'm not Teacher of the Year.
- We're making our own rules, Mr. Finn.
- See?
Even though I'm not a real teacher,
I've taught you all a very valuable lesson:
Breaking rules you don't believe in always works out.
- I broke my dad's rule.
Now he's making me transfer to another class.
- Maybe I was a bit premature
on that whole "Teacher of the Year" thing.
[rock music]
- Wait, you can't switch classes.
What about the band?
- We were all starting to gel.
We can't start over now.
- You sit in front of me.
I sit in back of you.
It's our thing.
- I don't have a choice, okay?
My dad lost it when he caught me playing my electric guitar.
But don't worry. He doesn't know about the band.
- This is outrageous!
If we've been looking for something to fight for,
we've found it.
Believe me, Zack, we're gonna protest
until you're back in this room where you belong.
all: Yeah!
- The Man can't tell us what to do.
I'm gonna go find Principal Mullins
and show her just how tough I can get!
Pretty please let Zack stay in our class.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Finn, but the decision has been made.
- Pretty, pretty, pretty please.
That's three "pretty"s. - Mr. Finn, I--
- Don't make me hit you with the puppy dog eyes.
[whimpers]
- Okay, that's just creepy.
Look, Zack's father, who incidentally
is one of our largest donors, seems to think
that you have contributed to Zack's insubordination.
- That's ridiculous.
Insubordination's certainly not taught in my class.
- What is happening?
- Uh, not insubordination.
That's for sure.
- We're staging a sit-in to keep Zack from leaving.
- What do we want? [overlapping protests]
We really should've practiced that.
- You shall not pass.
- Okay, that's cute.
Let's go, Zack.
- [sighs] Thanks for trying, guys.
See you.
- Get your class under control, Mr. Finn,
or I'll find someone who can.
[somber music]
♪ ♪
- What are we gonna do now?
- I don't know.
I hit her with the puppy dog eyes.
- What happened to sticking it to The Man?
- Sometimes doing nothing is sticking it to The Man,
especially when they sign your checks.
- So you're caving?
- I'm beginning to rethink chaining myself to the desk.
- Where's the key?
- I'm also beginning to rethink swallowing the key.
[rock music]
- In 1843, Congress appropriated $30,000
to test the practicability of establishing a system
of electromagnetic communication.
It--
Ah, a foundling.
- I'm Zack.
Just got transferred from Mr. Finn's room.
- Well, Zack, can you keep a secret?
- Yes.
- We do something in this class
that is technically against the rules
but really ups the fun factor.
- Really? What?
- We do extra math.
- [whispers] There's no fun factor.
[rock music]
- Look, guys.
I know you're mad they took Zack away.
I know you're mad at the administration.
I know you're mad that the strawberry milk
in the cafeteria sounded so much better than it tasted!
- We're not mad about that.
- Well, I am. That stuff's disgusting.
But I think I have a solution
that will solve all your problems--
water balloons!
- How is this going to help us get Zack back?
- Oh, it won't,
but it will help us work out our frustrations.
So you write who or what you're mad at
on these water balloons,
and we'll smash them against the wall.
You know who I'm angry at?
The Man.
Oh, yeah! I already feel better.
Go on. Don't be shy.
Take one. Get after it.
Nice, yeah.
Okay, that one says "Mr. Finn."
Ha ha, good one.
Another "Mr. Finn."
That must be a typo.
Now we're talking.
That one says "Mr. Simm."
I don't know who that is.
- It says "Mr. Finn."
I have bad handwriting.
- Seriously?
All of you are mad at me?
You're supposed to be mad at The Man.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Finn, but technically you are The Man.
- I can't be The Man.
I hate The Man.
- You're the teacher.
- That was a low blow.
- You're the one who told us to challenge the system,
but then, when things got tough,
you asked us to throw water balloons.
- You guys are right.
I let you down.
I am The Man.
Let me have it.
Okay, glad we got that out of our system.
Are we done?
Good, because--
because I'm gonna prove to you that I'm not The Man.
I'm not gonna let Zack rot in that class.
- So you're gonna stand up to The Man?
- Yes. I'm gonna stand right up--
- Sorry.
You give a kid a water balloon, things happen.
[rock music]
- For more complex sentences,
connect the independent clause
to the subordinate clause with a dotted line.
I know.
I love the subordinate clause too.
- Howdy, neighbor.
Can I borrow a cup of chalk?
[all mouthing words]
Ah, thanks so much.
Oh. Oh!
Oh, my. This might take some time.
[mouths words]
- Okay, the plan is, he jumps, we catch him.
- That was almost a great plan.
[rock music]
- Ah, welcome back, Zack Attack.
- Let's do this.
- How's about we stick it to The Man?
all: ♪ We're not gonna take it ♪
♪ No, we ain't gonna take it ♪
♪ We're not gonna take it anymore ♪
- Whoo!
- ♪ We've got the right to choose and ♪
♪ There ain't no way we'll lose it ♪
♪ This is our life ♪
♪ This is our song ♪
all: ♪ We're not gonna take it ♪
♪ No, we ain't gonna take it ♪
♪ We're not gonna take it anymore ♪
♪ ♪
- Hey, there.
May I borrow an eraser?
- [mumbles]
[all grunt]
- Nice catch.
- Okay, let's go. - Okay.
all: ♪ We're not gonna take it ♪
♪ No, we ain't gonna take it ♪
♪ We're not gonna take it anymore ♪
- ♪ Oh, you're so condescending ♪
♪ Your gall is never-ending ♪
♪ We don't want nothing, not a thing from you ♪
♪ ♪
- Brownie time.
- Mullins is coming. Let's go.
all: ♪ We're not gonna take it any-- ♪
- Oh!
- Oh.
Oh.
Hi. - [chuckles]
[rock music]
- Detention?
Wait until your mother hears about this.
This is not what Kwons do.
I feel like I don't know who you are anymore.
- That's 'cause you don't.
- What was that?
- You don't know me.
You only know who you want me to be.
- You're talking back?
- No, I'm just talking.
You don't know what it's like because we never do it.
If you actually talked with me,
you'd know I don't like classical guitar.
I like to rock.
- Don't raise your voice to me, young man.
- I'm not raising my voice.
I'm making my voice heard.
You've always told me that's what a good CEO does.
- Wow, Zack, this doesn't sound like you at all.
- Well, this is me.
The only difference between me now
and three months ago is that I'm happier,
and that's because of Mr. Finn.
So take a good look, Dad.
This is what a Kwon looks like,
and, yeah, he wears a half-Windsor.
- I know we're all worried about Zack,
but I'm gonna tell Principal Mullins
it was all my fault.
Sometimes, you got to step up and take responsibility...
- Mr. Finn, please report to the principal's office.
- Because if there's one thing
you need to know about old Dewey Finn,
he steps up.
- Mr. Finn.
- Another thing about me is, I will take--
- Mr. Finn, that's the third time
she's called you to the office.
- Okay, okay, I'm going!
[groans]
You wanted to see me?
- Yes, um, this is Mr. Kwon, Zack's father.
- Mr. Finn, my son tells me you've had a big influence
on how he's been behaving lately.
- To be fair,
he's been in Mr. Fox's class for a good chunk of the week.
I'll go get him.
- Sit down.
- Right.
Before you fire me, I have to tell you something.
Zack is a great kid. You should ease up on him.
And, Principal Mullins,
I've been sucking most of the jelly out of the doughnuts
in the teachers' lounge with a straw.
[sighs]
- Mr. Finn,
today I saw Zack speak his mind and stand up for himself,
something that I could never get him to do, but somehow you did,
and that's gonna make him a great CEO someday.
I was wrong about you.
As far as I'm concerned, Zack can go back to your class.
- So Zack comes back, and I'm not fired?
Thanks.
Raise?
- No.
[rock music]
- And in 1812 was
the War of 1812.
[sighs]
Back to borrow something else?
- No, this time, I'm just taking.
Zack, you're back in our class.
- Really?
- Really.
- Stay strong, bro.
- Take me with you.
- Yeah!
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪