(intense music)
(upbeat music)
(turning pages)
- [Nicholas] And noticing that all who came to the
dinner were trying to sit near the head of the table,
he gave them this advice...
if you are invited to a wedding feast,
don't always head for the best seat.
For if someone more respected than you shows up,
the host will bring him over to where you are sitting,
and say, "Let this man sit here instead"...
- Here?
- [Nicholas] And you embarrassed will have to take whatever
seat is left at the foot of the table.
(wolf howling)
Do this instead, start at the foot of the table,
and when your host sees you he will come,
and say, "Friend, we have a better place than this
for you", thus you will be honored in front of all the
other guests.
For everyone who tries to honor himself shall be humbled,
and he who humbles himself shall be honored.
(upbeat music)
- [Nicholas] Every Monday after school, we gather around the
TV to soak up some real first class entertainment.
(mysterious ominous music)
- [TV Host] He was taking on the slime slide.
Oh no.
Hope that doesn't taste as bad as it smells.
- Yuck. - Gross.
(screams)
(dog yelps)
- Hey nice effort there, keep it to yourself.
Anyway, let's find out who's next week's contestants are.
Shenna, you got the cards.
Alright, from Ashcroft, we have Amy Packard,
and from Eastfield, Nicholas Martin.
- That's you! - Cool!
- [Sarah] Nicholas you won!
- I sent that card in months ago, yeah!
- Oh, by the way, guys can get a closeup of this?
- [Nicholas] Oh my gosh, I won.
- For those you who think this show ain't art,
take a look at this.
- [Sarah] Whoa!
- One of the reason we chose old Nicklaus,
is because of this drawing included, not bad, huh?
Alright , that's our show for today, until next time,
this is Bill Banner saying to each and every one of you
trash heads, make like a fly and buzz off.
- And Lord, we also thank you for this opportunity
for Nicholas.
In Christ's name we ask your blessing upon these
things, and upon the food we're about to eat.
Amen. - [All] Amen.
- Looks good. - Thanks.
- What are you gonna wear?
- Forget that clothes, what's my share of the prize money?
- Nothing.
(razzberries) (phone ring)
- Nothing?
- I don't think they're gonna let you do that on TV, dear.
- If you win a telephone, can I have it?
- Telephone?
- What about a trip to Hawaiia?
- Hawaiia? - Hawaiia?
- I'm fine thank you, how are you?
- 8:30 will be fine.
Thank you.
- Who was it?
- It's the Counseling Center...
they took a look at my resume.
I have an interview.
- That's terrific.
- Alright.
- I bet they'll be glad to get somebody with
your experience again. - Oh thanks mom, I hope so.
(dog barking)
- What do you think could have gotten into that dog.
- [McGee] Can't this dog take a joke, Nicholas.
(upbeat music)
- Mrs Schneider wants us to draw our favorite animal.
- So?
- So I can't draw a wombat, will you help me?
- Sure, what's a wombat?
- It's kind of like--
- Nicholas, did you get here in your limo?
- Oh hi.
- Well, big stars need big cars.
You're a celebrity now. - Well,
you know all I did was send in a card.
- That is so excellent, you know my friends,
Janelle and Heather.
- [Nicholas] It didn't take long to see that being famous
might have its advantages.
(chatter)
- Congratulations Mister Hollywood,
so where's the shades.
- Now why would I hide a face like this with shades.
- You're right better give him a paper bag.
- Alright, you jokers, sit.
- [Nicholas] It was Coach Slayter...
- [Coach Slayter] Sit!
Eastfield's answer to Bigfoot.
Actually we all liked him, we were afraid not to.
- Alright now, listen up,
Mrs Harmon is sick, and I'm here as your replacement
for the whole day.
(groans)
Now get out of clean sheet of paper.
Spelling quiz this morning.
- [Nicholas] Heather's smile was the highlight of a
real boring day.
- [Coach Slayter] Okay first word...
ellaminimum
(stutters through the word)
- [Nicholas] The word was aluminum,
but I sure wasn't gonna tell him.
- [Coach Slayter] Okay, you know what, I'll tell you,
we'll do this later, okay.
Right now, get out your health and fitness workbooks,
and let's take a look at, let's check page...
let's go to chapter four.
So we had on a draw play up the middle,
but as soon as I see the linebacker
shoot the gap ,I spring around the end.
Now, I know you're thinking, where's the Free Safetys?
Well they're coming on a blitz,
so I'm heading up the field in a straight line
right for the goal line.
(door knock)
- Oh Mister Oliver. - Hello Gus.
I didn't mean interrupt. - Oh no, no, no, please.
- I was just trying, oh there you are,
I just want to congratulate you, Nicholas,
and let you know how proud we are of you,
and come this Saturday we'll all be rooting for you.
(bell rings)
- [Mom] Nicholas, you have exactly ten seconds to
turn out that light. - [Nicholas] Okay mom.
(whistles)
- What a day for him, huh? - I'll say you.
You don't think all this attention is going to his head do you?
- Nicholas, not a chance.
(showbiz music)
- Good evening ladies and gentlemen,
this is Eugene Shallow, outside the world-famous
Grutman's Chinese Theater, awaiting the arrival of the
hottest new star to ever grace the silver screen.
Excuse me, Mister Rambo.
Mister Rambo your thoughts on this grand occasion.
(mumbles)
- Adrian!
- Well said, sir, well said.
I think this is it folks.
Yes, this is the moment we've all been waiting for.
(trumpets sounding)
- Come on already.
(chatter)
(applause)
- And now for the traditional handprints in the sidewalk.
- Let's have smile over here Mister Martin.
(squish)
(birds chirping)
- Nicholas did you make your bed?
Picked up your clothes? - Sure mom.
- Good.
- You look great. - Thanks honey,
interview day at the center.
- Uh Sarah, could you grab me the milk?
- Oh Sarah, don't forget to give Jamie her lunch money,
okay? - Right, yeah.
- Sugar.
- Okay, I'm off.
Wish me luck.
- Bye mama, good luck, do well, okay?
- Thanks.
Oh, don't be late for school now.
- Okay. - Bye bye.
- Uh, you forgot my spoon. - I'm not your maid!
- Does that mean you're not gonna get me my spoon?
- [Nicholas] Oh well, good help is always hard to find.
I just have to struggle along.
(upbeat jazz music)
- Oh, hey Nicholas, do you think you could get me
Bill Banner's autograph, that guy's so cool,
and-- - I don't know.
- Hey Nick, me and some of the guys were thinking,
we should go down to the studio with you, and check it out.
- No. - Yeah,
that would be so excellent.
- No, no. - What do you mean?
- I mean, how's it gonna make me look if I come in
dragging in a bunch of kids and stuff.
- Kids, so what do you think you are, Mister Chuck Berry
with your collar turned up. - You mean Chuck Norris.
- Look guys I'm the one that got on the show, okay?
Not you, me.
Now I'll see what I can do, and maybe if you're lucky.
- Hey, don't do me any favors. - Me neither.
- Have it your way.
- Forget it man this hall is not big enough for us,
and your head too!
- Let me see if I understand, you went to the
Counseling Center and the only opening they had
was to answer telephones. - I know.
When I offered my services, I expected to be able to get
right in there and help those people.
I don't know.
Talk about being humbled.
- Hey Nick, what do you think about these pants with
my checkered tie?
- Who cares?
I am not going on that show in front of
all of my fans without looking my best.
- Your fans, we've got nothing to worry about moptop,
you're not going on the show, I am.
(swoosh)
- [McGee] Listen Sasquatch, you wouldn't even be on
that show if it wasn't for me.
You jarhead.
- Oh yeah!
- Oh snappy comeback.
(anvil hit)
- Ferret nose.
- Mutant brain.
- [Grandma] It isn't easy, is it?
- [Mom] no it's not.
- [Grandma] So what are you going to do?
(bomb dropping)
(explosions & aerial dog fight)
- Ha ha, missed me pickled lips.
(bombs going off)
(laughing)
- Ugh, missed you.
(machine gun fire)
- [Nicholas] You'll never take me alive, nosehair.
(crickets chirping)
- Nicholas!
- What?!
- What are you doing?
- Nothing!
I dropped something, what do you want?
- I was wondering...
could you help me with my wombat drawing now?
- Jamie, I don't have time for that stuff,
tomorrow's the show, besides what kind of a dumb choice is a
wombat, anyway?
Alright, if I have time when I come back, I'll do it.
- Sure, thanks.
- McGee...
just leave me alone!
You're not going to the show, and that's final!
Alright, fine if you want to be that way, be that way.
besides who needs a stupid cartoon anyway?
(sad slow music)
- [Nicholas] besides who needs a stupid cartoon anyway?
- [Nicholas] You're not going to the show,
and that's final!
(upbeat music)
♪ Hey you
♪ You finally hit the big time
♪ Hey you
♪ You're stepping out, and everyone falls behind ♪
♪ Listen up here
♪ Star in the making , yours for the taking ♪
♪ Oh, you're truly one of a kind ♪
♪ You're a big shot
♪ A hot shot
♪ Yes, you are
♪ You're a big shot
♪ Hot shot
♪ You're on your way to a superstar ♪
♪ You're a superstar
- [Nicholas] Boy, what a pushover.
I'll just have to hold back so it won't
look like a massacre.
This is gonna be a piece of cake.
- [Director] Standby in five, four, three, two...
- [Announcer] It's time for... - [Audience] Trash TV.
- [Announcer] With your host Bill Banter.
- Hello everybody, and welcome to Trash TV.
Yeah! (audience cheers)
Our victims this week, I mean, our contestants this week,
Amy Packer from Ashcroft, come on Amy!
And Nicholas Martin from Eastfield, come on Nick!
Alright, my precious little piggies.
You know the object of the game is to trash you opponent
as often as you can, and run up those points.
The one with the highest score at the end of the game
becomes our grand prize winner, so let's play Trash TV.
(cheering)
Alright, we're in the western mode here,
you're Wyatt Barp, and you're Annie Oafley.
You have 15 seconds to see who is the greatest
food fighter in the west.
Turn your backs to each other, and on the count of three,
you come out, and draw, you set?
One...
Two...
Three, and draw!
Whoa, trash her, trash her.
(kids laughing)
(bell rings)
- Alright, Nicholas.
Nicholas wins that round with a big ten points.
(cheering)
Nick, yeah!
This next contest ain't no piece of cake,
in fact, it's pie in the eye.
Ready, set, go!
(cheering)
Go, go, go!
Settle down, settle down, hey!
Whoa, Whoa!
- [Announcer] Hey Trast Heads, after Round One,
Amy was able to "Ketch-up" up, and cream Nick.
They're tieing the score in Round Two.
And now, back to you Bill.
(booing)
(alarm bell)
- [Bill] Oh, and Amy wins again.
Nicholas, you're terrible at this.
(laughter)
(tense music)
(fake gun pop)
(cheering)
(laughter)
(cheering)
- [Louis] Congratulations Mister Hollywood.
- [Renee] You're a celebrity now.
- [Mr. Oliver] I just want to congratulate you Nicholas,
and let you know how proud we are of you,
and come this Saturday, we'll all be rooting for you.
(upbeat music)
♪ Look out superstar
♪ You think you're gonna go far ♪
♪ Hey you
♪ What you seek, you're sure to find ♪
♪ Hey you
♪ You're soon to be a legend in your own mind ♪
♪ Listen up here
♪ A star in the making, one to breaking ♪
♪ You never looked so fine
♪ You're a big shot
♪ Hot shot
♪ You better look again.
♪ You're a big shot, you ain't so hot, ♪
♪ You've got style, just ask your friends ♪
- Oh, Nicholas.
(alarm goes off)
- [Nicholas] For every one who tries to honor themself
shall be humbled, and he who humbles himself
shall be honored.
- It has to be Amy,
hey Nick, too bad, better luck next time kid.
Hey congratulations Amy, high five, congratulations.
(cheering)
yes, Amy, the winner.
- Hey, Whatever, hi.
- [Mom] Nicholas, oh honey.
- He'll be okay, just needs a little time to himself.
- And a good shower.
(thoughtful music)
- Hey, mister Big Shot, what happened?
Where's all your friends now?
- Not a great day, huh?
- Sure you wanna hang around with the all school idiot?
- I'm used to it.
- So, how's that wombat coming?
- It's due tomorrow, Kenny Michael said it looks like a
porcupine from Mars.
- Well maybe I can give you a hand.
- Hey guys. - Hi mom.
- What are you doing here?
- Well I was on my way home,
been answering phones at the counseling center,
thought I'd give you a lift.
- You took the job?
- You're not the only one around here that's been learning
humility.
- So that's what I've been learning.
- It's what we both been learning, kiddo.
- Not a lot of fun, huh?
- No, but it's something we all need.
God gives strength to the humble, but he flattens the
hotshots.
woo, come on honey.
Seatbelts, guys.
- Sure. It's like I've always said
if you think you're a hot shot,
watch out for game shows with chocolate.
- McGee, how about if you keep making jokes so bad,
watch out for a slamming sketch pad.
- No, here you go--
- [Mom] What's that?
- But nothing, Mom.
(McGee mumbling)
Nothing at all.
(McGee mumbling)
(McGee mumbles "Nicholas")
(upbeat music)