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TOBY (OFFSCREEN): Hi, I'm Toby.
I'm just a regular student.
Well, I was before I got zapped.
Now I'm some kind of science genius.
The only problem is Elizabeth is, too.
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[roar]
-Can we go now?
We've been here for ages.
-Quiet!
He's almost there.
[beeping]
-You're not gonna hurt him, are you?
-I wouldn't think of it.
He's far too precious.
This little guy is the final ingredient
in my defense spray.
Garth, extractor.
-Huh?
-The glass tube.
-Well, why didn't you say so?
-What are you doing?
-I'm extracting the venom.
He just needs a little gentle coaxing.
Come on now.
Do your stuff.
Hurry up!
Good boy.
VERITY (OFFSCREEN): It's weird looking.
Why does it have all those funny markings on it?
-Just nature's way of saying don't touch.
I contain one of the most powerful
neurotoxins in the world.
-What, this stuff?
-Careful.
One drop can immobilize an elephant.
-Cool.
Hah.
-The front two rows reserved for the
press and record company.
So we're third row from the front.
Russ, there's yours.
-No way!
How did you get us so close to the stage?
-Russ, I know a few guys at the box office.
Sacha?
-Why doesn't that surprise me?
-[laughs]
Front and center at the DV6 concert.
-Not bad.
-Man, this is gonna be like the all time best concert I
have ever been to.
-Russ, you've never actually been to a concert before.
-Yeah, exactly my point.
-Thanks, Skinner.
-Get your own.
-Just did.
-What's going on here?
-He tried to nick my tickets.
-Don't listen to him, sir.
I mowed for weeks to pay for that.
MR. WOODS (OFFSCREEN): One of you is lying.
-Him.
-Perhaps I'll get a straight answer from your parents.
-What?
[ringing]
-Right.
You two can help me out with a little bit of spring cleaning,
science class.
Off you go.
I'll be there in a minute.
Neil Woods.
Yes?
-You go ahead.
[beep]
-[evil laugh]
-Garth, where have you been?
-Toilet, sir.
Emergency.
I had this thing--
-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Fine.
Spare me the details.
These boxes have to be sealed and put into storage.
GARTH (OFFSCREEN): Too easy.
MR. WOODS (OFFSCREEN): Yes.
And I want them stowed alphabetically.
-Starting from A?
-Yes, Russell.
That's the usual procedure.
[beeping]
-Just checking.
[beeping]
MR. WOODS (OFFSCREEN): Mrs. Skinner.
Yeah, yeah.
Neil Woods here, Russell's science teacher.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, this is not about his grades.
[inaudible].
Excuse me?
[inaudible].
I'm sure oral hygiene is very important.
The reason I'm calling, Mrs. Skinner because there's been a
dispute between Russell and another student about a
concert ticket.
No, no, no.
He's fine.
He doesn't have any bruises.
[thud]
-What was in that?
-Um that toxin-- is it lethal?
-I haven't tested it yet.
What have you done?
-Well, you see, I--
I kind of borrowed some.
-Garth, what did you do with it?
-Me?
Nothing.
I didn't do anything.
It was Russ.
How was I supposed to know Mr. Woods would [inaudible] right
between the eyes?
-What?
-Hi, Ms. Hammer.
Oh, Ms. Hammer, wait!
Um, uh, you can't go in there.
Sorry.
-Why not?
-Because it's the science class.
-Yes, I know that, Garth.
-And it can be dangerous.
-What Garth means is, the floor's just been mopped.
It's wet and very slippery.
-Then I'll tread carefully.
[slam]
-Open the door.
RUSSELL (OFFSCREEN): Who is it?
MS. HAMMER (OFFSCREEN): It's Ms. Hammer!
-Just a minute.
[thud]
-Sorry about that.
I was just cleaning up Mr. Woods--
for Mr. Woods!
MS. HAMMER (OFFSCREEN): And where is Mr. Woods?
RUSSELL (OFFSCREEN): He, uh, wasn't feeling too well and
had to lie down quite suddenly.
-I see.
Well, I need to check the arrangements
for this DV6 concert.
Mr. Woods is driving the minibus, right?
-Uh, intelligent question, one that deserves
an intelligent answer.
-You have no idea, do you?
-No.
-Have him call me when he gets back.
-OK, where's Mr. Woods?
[door slams]
-It was him!
-No, it wasn't.
-Respiration adequate.
Heart rate normal.
Amazing.
He's in a full body, neurotoxin
induced catatonic paralysis.
-Huh?
-He's frozen, moron.
I'll have to prepare some anti-venom.
Garth, come with me.
-But what about Mr. Woods?
We can't just leave him there all stiff and weird looking.
-You're right.
Deal with it.
-This can't be good for my grades.
-Octopus.
-What about the anti-venom?
-To make it, I need the toxin.
For that, I need the octopus.
-Yeah, I knew that.
[beep]
-What are you doing here?
What about Woods?
-He was giving me the creeps.
Russ is looking after him.
-Russ?
That idiot?
You cannot trust him to do anything.
Oops.
-Garth!
GARTH (OFFSCREEN): It's OK.
I've got it.
Whoa!
-Ahh!
[thud]
-Hah, that's one way to get out of detention.
-It was an accident.
I swear.
-What did you do to him?
RUSSELL (OFFSCREEN): Well, there was this spitball and--
-Isn't that just paper?
-Except this one was made by Garth soaked in octopus venom.
-You gotta be kidding.
-He's a maniac.
My concert ticket.
-He stole it again.
-Forget the ticket.
What are we going to do about Woods?
-Oh, it's cool.
It's all under control.
Elizabeth's making some anti-venom.
-First, you poison Mr. Woods and now Elizabeth.
What is wrong with you?
-It wasn't me.
It was the octopus.
[scream]
-Get it away!
-What are we going to do with it?
The tank's broken.
VERITY (OFFSCREEN): Here.
Use this.
That thing is dangerous.
We should never have caught it.
-Forget about the octopus.
What are we going to do about her?
-Hey, that's your problem.
You deal with it.
-All right.
I will.
-You make the anti-venom.
Or you end up like him.
-What's wrong with Elizabeth?
She's got the venom.
-Elizabeth's been stung.
-What?
Uh, how could she let herself get stung?
-Guess she got careless.
-And now you need my help.
-It's his fault!
If he didn't--
-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
You're the one who walks around with poison spitballs!
-Guys, cool it.
Where's the octopus?
VERITY (OFFSCREEN): [inaudible]
go back where you belong.
-I don't get it.
It was right here!
-Well, it can't have gone far.
[beep]
-Where is it?
Where's the octopus?
-I let it go.
-You what?
-That thing was dangerous.
Look what it did to Elizabeth.
-Verity, we need more toxin to make the anti-venom.
We need that octopus!
-Why didn't you tell me?
-Because it's obvious.
Everybody knows that!
-But--
but no one said.
I was just trying to do the right thing.
No one said--
-Verity, it's OK.
Just tell us exactly where you let it go.
-The ocean.
-Hey, Elizabeth used this.
-How does it work?
-I don't know.
Electricity or something.
-Oh, fish give off electric signals.
-That's right, Russ.
And if fish do, may our eight-legged friend does too.
[beeping]
[beep]
-Got him.
-What happened?
Where's the anti-venom?
-Um, there were complications.
Toby needs more time.
-So what are we going to do?
-Stall?
-For how long?
-It could be a while.
-I saw it.
-Great.
-Well, not really.
It's under a rock.
There's no way I can get it.
-Um, I have an announcement to make.
Mr. Woods is being held up.
So we're on our own.
[laughing]
-Party time.
-No, no.
You can't do that because he--
because he left us work to do.
-What are you?
His mascot?
-No, I--I happened to run into him.
And we've been asked to revise Chapter 10, Chapter 11, and
possibly even Chapter 12.
We'll see.
Shrink ray?
-Got it.
-Good.
-If Elizabeth finds out I've taken it, and she'll kill me.
-She doesn't have to, does she?
-Right.
So who's going to get shrunk?
-You.
-Me?
TOBY (OFFSCREEN): You're the best diver.
Here.
Put this on.
Your air supply's gonna come from a take up on the jetty.
I'll watch your pressure.
Now, there's a two-way mic built into the helmet, so will
be in contact the whole time.
OK.
Shrink him.
-With pleasure.
-Where's Mr. Woods?
-Didn't show up.
[school bell rings]
-Oh, Ms. Hammer?
The student counsel organized for a teacher to take us to
the concert.
So maybe we should--
-Nobody will be going to any concert if Mr.
Woods doesn't arrive.
He has all the consent forms.
-But it's the last DV6 concert.
It's been arranged for weeks.
-Yes.
Yes, all right.
I'll give him a call, and see what's going on.
[beeping]
-We've got to stop her.
-Why?
It's not like he's gonna answer.
-His phone will ring.
-There he is!
-Where?
-In the corridor.
-Take--
oh, come on.
Give me a break!
Hay-ah!
Just one break.
-Are you sure you saw him?
-Positive.
He was going this way.
[beeping]
[phone ringing]
[beep]
-Miranda Hammer.
-Yes, this is your network provider.
How are you today, ma'am?
-Busy, thank you.
SACHA (ON PHONE): This won't take long.
We just want to make sure you're getting the best
possible service.
-Now you mention it, I'm not.
Roaming rates have increased.
Whenever I call about a billing
issue, I get a machine.
I hate that!
When I complain, I want to do it to a real person!
And another thing--
my phone only rings three times before it
goes to voice mail.
That's ridiculous!
I'm always missing calls.
Then I get charged for the message.
It's a scam.
That's what it is.
And why can't I get a signal [inaudible].
I need to be accessible 24 hours a day.
-We do appreciate your concern, Ma'am.
If there's anything we can do--
MS. HAMMER (ON PHONE): Don't try and brush me off!
I'm not the sort of person who enjoys complaining.
I want this solved!
-Let me check with my supervisor.
Cover him with boxes.
Uh, my supervisor agrees.
Your situation is indeed unacceptable.
MS. HAMMER (ON PHONE): Hello?
Hello?
What's taking so long?
-He's checking with his supervisor.
Um, so if you hold, she shouldn't be long.
-Oh, tell him not to bother.
You just lost yourself a customer!
[beep]
-She hung up on me.
-That should hold.
-What about his head?
-OK?
-Yeah.
-Come on.
[phone ringing]
[gasping]
[phone ringing]
TOBY (OFFSCREEN): There he goes.
[beeping]
GARTH (OFFSCREEN): I'm near the crack.
How's my air?
-Garth, you're the size of my forearm.
You're fine.
[screaming]
-Garth, what-- what's going on down there?
-Ahh!
I'm about to be fish food!
[screaming]
-C--can you hide?
[crying]
-Garth?
Garth!
[screaming]
GARTH (OFFSCREEN): Get me out of here, guys.
Help!
[screaming]
-Garth's in trouble.
You're gonna have to swim down there and get him.
-What?
No way!
I--
I--I can't swim down that far.
-You got any better ideas?
GARTH (OFFSCREEN): Help me!
Ahh!
[crunch]
-I'm OK.
-He's OK.
Russ, good work.
[phone ringing]
[beep]
-We've gotta get him out of here.
-Yeah.
TOBY (OFFSCREEN): OK, Garth, can see the octopus?
-(HIGH PITCHED VOICE) Uh, yeah, it's down the hole.
Now what?
-Chase it up.
-(HIGH PITCHED VOICE) Right.
Leave it to me.
-Hey, got any tickets left?
Back row, double price, I don't care.
I'm desperate.
I'll pay anything.
-Normally, I'd love to hear those words, Russ.
But I'm sorry.
I'm all sold out.
It doesn't matter anyway.
If Woods isn't here soon, no one's getting out early.
RUSSELL (OFFSCREEN): Oh, don't worry.
We'll, you know, find him.
TOBY (OFFSCREEN): Russ, come on.
-I'm almost there.
-So Garth, that fish almost got you.
Pretty close call, huh?
Until I came along, saved the day, eh?
Well?
-Well what?
RUSSELL (OFFSCREEN): I saved your life.
That's what.
-And?
-And the least you could do was thank me.
-Look, it was your fault that fish even got close.
-Forget it.
[clearing throat]
GARTH (OFFSCREEN): This doesn't change anything.
You're still a loser.
-Maybe, but, hah, I'm a happy loser.
-OK.
We're on.
[breathing heavily]
-What's going on?
-You fainted.
-I fainted?
[breathing heavily]
-You made it.
-Yes.
Yeah.
Me and Russ were just, um--
were helping Mr. Woods.
-Really?
-Uh, take your seats please.
-Class finished ages ago, Sir.
-Huh?
Last period already?
-It's your lucky day.
Some kid's gone home sick, had to refund his ticket.
It's yours.
-Thanks, but--
-No, don't thank me.
You can pay me tomorrow.
Double price, right?
-No, no.
-It's the least I can do.
Good doing business with ya, Russ.
-Mr. Woods, we have to go.
MR. WOODS (OFFSCREEN): Huh?
-The concert, Sir.
Minibus, outside.
MR. WOODS (OFFSCREEN): Oh, right.
Yes, cool.
-Whoo, all right!
-Time to rock and roll!
Hey, I've got a spare.
Want this?
-I suppose you want me to thank you for it?
-No, don't worry about it.
Hey.
Let's get fish and chips on the way, all right?
[laughing]
-Whoo!
RUSSELL (OFFSCREEN): Oh, what's the matter?
Don't like fish?
Easy now.
Easy.
Garth, come on!
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