- Man, I can't believe
mister soo-mack assigned us
a science project.
Who does he think he is?
- Our science teacher.
- Whatever.
At least he paired us up together.
That's good.
- Uh-huh.
- You're bummed that soo-mack
put us together.
- Well, every time we get paired up
on a school project, I always end up
doing all the work.
- Don't worry about that.
- You'll help me this time?
- Of course not.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- Oh, look who's all grumpy
'cause he didn't get paired up with Carly
for his little science project.
- Untrue.
- True.
- So?
Besides, I'm way more grumpy
'cause of who I did get paired up with.
How am I supposed to do a science project
with a psycho wrestler who's always--
- hey, whassup fray-do?
- Duke.
Duke, this is only fun for one of us.
- Duke.
Duke.
Beef jerk-ee.
It's yours if you let Freddie go.
- How did I end up
in a hostage negotiation?
- Thanks.
- It was my jerky.
You owe me three bucks.
- Wow, I've never seen dried beef
make a boy so happy.
- Hey.
So what's our science project gonna be on?
- Well, I was thinking
maybe we could do a study
on the efficiency of-- - hey.
Why don't we do a study on why my knee pads
stink so bad?
- Why'd you shove your knee pad in my face?
-'Cause it reeks.
- Great explanation.
You owe Sam three bucks for the jerky.
- No, he doesn't.
- But you said-- - I took his wallet.
- In five, four, three, two
* I know, you see *
* somehow the world *
* will change for me *
* and be so wonderful *
* live life, breathe air *
* I know somehow *
* we're gonna get there *
* and feel so wonderful *
* it's all for real *
* I'm telling you *
* just how I feel *
* so wake up the members *
* of my nation *
* it's your time to be *
* there's no chance *
* unless you take one *
* and it's time to see *
* the brighter side *
* of every situation *
* some things are meant to be *
* so give me your best *
* and leave the rest to me *
* leave it all to me *
* *
* leave it all to me *
* just leave it all to me *
- okay, here.
We could do an experiment that shows
how different temperatures
can affect photosynthesis in plants.
- Interesting.
Now, based on that,
what if we just blow up stuff
in the microwave?
- Hey, what you ladies up to?
Lil' sittin'?
Lil' conversin'?
- We're just tryin'
to pick a topic for our science project.
- Ah.
I believe it was Einstein
who said, "what can't be proven
"scientifically "is the scientific nature
of science itself."
- Einstein said that?
- Either him or that hobo
that sleeps in the garbage
behind our building.
- I love hobos.
Let's do our project on hobos.
- What do hobos have to do with science?
- Aren't they affected
by gravity or something?
- You know, when I was in school,
we hatched a bunch of baby chicks
in the classroom.
Very cool, very fun.
- That's perfect.
Can Sam and I do that here?
- Sure.
Oh, and we can even show it on icarly--
the eggs, the whole incubation process,
and then the baby chicks being born.
- And then we make fried chicken.
- Give me your hand.
- Owww.
Wait, come bite the other one.
- In five, four, three, two.
- Hey, it's time for icarly.
- On the beach.
- She's the fantabulous Carly.
- And she's Sam,
my poorly behaved best friend.
- Look at us on the beach.
- Woo.
Ah.
- Carly, we're in outer space.
- But it's dangerous to be in outer space
wearing only swimsuits.
- Freddie, help.
- Turn off the green screen.
Okay, those special effects
were done by our awesome
technical producer, the always reliable
and rarely sticky, Freddie Benson.
- It's true.
I haven't been sticky in weeks.
- Hey look, I'm in your shot.
Turn the camera
back on the stars, would you?
So, what ever will happen
on this new and exciting
webisode of icarly?
- I'm glad you asked.
- I'm glad you're glad.
Are you glad I'm glad you're glad?
- Weird, I'm getting less glad.
We're gonna show you a video
sent in by one of our viewers.
- We don't really get the point
of what this guy did.
But it fits into the theme
of our show tonight.
Freddie, roll the clip.
- Clip being rolled.
- Hey Carly and Sam.
I am a huge fan of icarly,
and to prove it to you guys,
I'm gonna sit in my bathtub that I filled
with scrambled eggs.
Here goes.
Yes.
Later.
- Not the best video we've ever gotten.
- So why do we show it to you?
- 'Cause tonight on icarly,
the special theme is-- - eggs.
- But not eggs for eatin'.
- Or bathtub sittin'.
We're talkin'-- - these babies.
- Our science teacher
is making us do a project together.
- Thanks, Mr. soo-mack.
- So, we got some fertilized chicken eggs.
- Put 'em in this special box
called an Incubator--
- --which keeps the eggs
at exactly 99.5 degrees.
- Then all we gotta do
is turn the eggs a few times
every day, and soon-- - we gonna have us
some baby chicks.
- Wooo.
- And you guys can come back to icarly.Com
any time you want.
- And click on the egg-cam button--
- --to watch our little egglings
until they're actually born.
- That one's Shelly.
- His name is huevo.
- That's omelet.
- He is Benedict.
- She is yoko.
- And that's poachy.
- Okay, family photo.
- I want breakfast.
- We got cereal.
- Milk?
- Out of milk.
- I'll use root beer.
- Uh, you guys?
Any reason I just found this in my shower?
- Oh my gosh.
A chick.
- Yeah, I picked him up
thinking he was a bar of soap.
Good thing I realized before-- never mind.
- But how could there be a-- - our chicks
haven't hatched yet.
- Or-- - we're mothers.
- They all hatched.
- Okay, then where are the baby chicks?
- Well, we know one just took a shower
with your brother.
- This isn't funny.
How'd they get out?
- I was watching the egg-cam.
I can't believe they already hatched.
Oh, man, did Sam eat them?
- I wouldn't eat baby chicks raw.
- They escaped.
- What?
- Spencer found one
in the bathroom downstairs
so the other ones could be anywhere
in this whole apartment.
- Wait.
I thought newborn chicks
have to stay in their Incubator.
- They do.
- How long can they be out?
- I don't know.
Uh, let's go online and find out.
- Hurry.
- Okay, okay.
Ah, I'll search chicks.
There.
World of chicks dot com.
- Click on that.
- Chuck Jones, Chuck Barry,
Chuck yeager, Chuck Norris.
What is this?
- You typed it wrong.
That's "world of Chucks."
- Oh.
- Let me do it.
- There.
Chickapedia.
- Okay.
During the first week of life,
newborn chicks must be kept
at a temperature of 90 degrees,
and they must be fed every four hours.
- Or else, what?
- Bad things.
- Meaning?
- Six cute little chicken funerals.
- Well, according to the egg-cam,
they got out 56 minutes ago.
- And Spencer has one,
so that leaves five chicks still missing.
- That gives us three hours
and four minutes to find them.
- Okay.
We can do this, right?
- Yes.
- Absolutely.
- Good.
- Can we have lunch first?
- No.
- Okay.
- Okay, there's a total of six chicks.
- Right.
- We already have the one
Spencer found in the shower.
- Shelly.
- Checkin' off Shelly.
- Which means there's still
five baby chicks
somewhere in this apartment.
- We gotta find huevo,
omelet, Benedict, yoko, and poachy.
- How much longer can they go
without eating?
- Two hours, 55 minutes.
- Hey, Duke's on his way over.
- We don't want Duke here.
- We're in the middle of a crisis.
This is no time for sweaty wrestlers.
- He was already on his way
over to my place.
We were supposed to work
on our science project today.
- Okay, fine.
If he helps us look.
- Hey, didn't chickapedia say
that newborn chicks
had to be kept at 90 degrees?
- What's the temperature in here?
- Seventy-two.
- Turn the heat up to 90.
- Ninety degrees?
- No, 90 pickles-- yes, 90 degrees.
- No need to be hurtful.
- Freddie, you take the third floor.
You check both our bedrooms.
Sam, you search in this room
and I'll check the kitchen.
Everyone grab a walkie-talkie
and find a small chicken.
- Got it.
- Let's do this.
- Hey, hey, Sam, I think I found one.
- You got one?
- Where is it?
- I heard a peep coming from the sink.
Maybe he fell down the drain.
- Okay, shhh.
Shhh.
- I hear him.
- How can we get him out?
You see anything?
- No, it's too dark.
- I'll turn on the light.
- Wait, no, don't.
That's the garbage disposal.
- Oh my god.
- Turn it off.
- Okay, that was close.
- Yeah, you almost made
a baby chicken smoothie.
- Okay, he's stuck in the pipe down here.
- I'll get a wrench.
- Good hurry!
- Here, let me under there.
- No, you go find the other four.
Sam and I got this one.
- 'Kay.
- Here chickie, chickie, chickie, chickie.
Here chickie, chickie, chickie, chickie.
Here chickie, chickie.
Ha, got one.
I knew Sam hid my corn dog last month.
- Okay, I got the pipe unscrewed.
- Can you pull the chick out?
- No, my hand won't fit in the pipe.
- Here, move.
Cup your hands.
- Why?
- Just do it.
Okay, little guy.
Here's where two miserable years
of trombone lessons pays off.
- Gotcha.
- He okay?
- He's perfect.
Four to go.
Keep looking upstairs.
- On it.
- You got one?
- Yep, cross out huevo.
- Huevo's bueno.
Four to go.
- Yep.
Oh, don't stop looking.
- I won't stop looking.
- Hi, Duke.
- You find the chicks?
- Just two.
There're still four missing.
- Hey, hey, shhh, shhh.
I think I hear one in this heating duct.
Help me move this thing.
- Listen.
- I hear peepin'.
- Yeah, he's definitely in there.
- I'll crawl in and get him.
- No way, little sister.
Too dangerous.
I got this one.
Don't worry little chicken.
Uncle Spencer's a coming.
Hey.
I see him.
If I can just get my arms up, I should--
hey guys?
- What?
- Yeah.
- Uncle Spencer is stuck.
Uncle Spencer is stuck.
No, chickie.
Wait, come back.
I'm here to help you.
- What's happening?
- Got another chick?
- Spencer found one in the heating duct.
- I arrived moments ago.
- Good to know.
- Will you guys pull me outta here?
- Grab him and pull.
On three.
One, two, three.
- Pull harder.
- Did my pants come off?
- Uh-huh.
- Yeah.
- Please tell me I'm wearing underwear.
- You're good.
- Awesome.
Um, one more question.
- Yeah?
- How am I gonna get outta here?.
- Relax.
The heat's on high
which will eventually cause
the metal to expand.
- And you'll get all sweaty.
- All right, you guys go find
the other chicks.
- Right.
- Yep.
- No, roly poly.
Roly poly.
Ahhh.
- Hey, I think I hear one
behind the fridge.
Yeah, there's definitely one back there.
- Back up.
I'll move the fridge.
- Dude, that thing weighs a ton.
- Move.
I love animals.
Yell at me.
- Huh?
- I always do better
when coach yells at me, so do it.
- Um.
Come on, Duke.
Lift the fridge.
Good boy.
Come on, Duke.
Lift the fridge.
Yeah, good boy.
- I'm not a dog.
- Well, what am I supposed to--
- you gotta yell at me like coach does
if you want that baby chick
back there to make it.
- Okay, uh.
Go, lubberman.
Go.
You gotta want it.
- I want it-- - got him omelet, found.
- I need a snack.
- Spencer, we got three of 'em.
Three to go.
- Thank you for keeping me in the loop.
I'm so bored.
So bored.
* so bored *
hey, that sounded pretty good.
And now, a medley of your favorites songs
from the public domain.
* swing low, sweet chariot *
* comin' for to carry me home *
* Jimmy crack corn *
* and I don't care *
* Jimmy crack corn *
* and I don't care *
* Jimmy crack corn *
* and I don't care *
I'm in on hole.
- Freddie and Duke found the third chick.
- Good.
I'm pretty sure there's another one up
on that beam there.
- Up there?
- Yeah.
Can we borrow a ladder
from somebody in the building?
- We don't have time.
Uh, lock your fingers together
and give me a boost me up.
- Eew, eew.
- What?
- I think you had gum
on the bottom of your shoe.
- Shut up, Sam.
- Be careful.
- I'm good.
I'm good.
- Hi baby.
Come here, chickie.
Come on, chickie, chickie.
Come here.
Come on.
Ow.
- What happened?
- He pecked my finger.
- Wipe that grin off your face.
* goin' to run all night *
* goin' to run all day *
* I bet my money *
* on a Bob-tailed nag *
* Bob-tailed nag *
- I hear peepin'.
- Shh.
I think there's a chick inside the wall.
Goochie goochie goochie goochie.
Okay, my uncle's a carpenter
so maybe he can bring over--
ahhh.
- What was that?
- We found baby chick number four.
- Okay, that's good.
That means you only got
two chicks left, oh my god.
Another roly poly.
Roly poly.
- Just walk toward me
you nutty little chick.
- Try to grab him.
- Wow, if only I'd thought of that.
Come on.
Come on, chickie.
I think I almost got him.
- Be careful.
- Okay, he's almost in my-- Sam, catch him.
- I got him.
- Good.
- Just be careful coming down from the--
- ohh.
That wasn't careful.
- Okay, you're killing me.
- This isn't working.
- Really?
- I wish we could just think of a way
to smoothly slide him outta there.
- Oh, I want a smoothie.
- No, I didn't mean.
- Tell them to add some intelligence boost.
- We found yoko.
- Chick number five.
- Okay, we've found Shelly,
huevo, omelet, Benedict, and yoko.
- Now we just gotta find poachy.
- How much time do we have left
before bad things happen?
- About nine minutes.
- Oh, nine minutes.
Spencer, you doin' okay?
- No.
- Well, just hang in there.
- Sure.
- Freddie, you keep searching down here.
Sam and I will keep looking upstairs.
- 'Kay.
- Come on, come on.
- Eight minutes.
- What if we don't find the little guy?
- Don't say that.
- But we're almost outta time and--
- we found five, we can find one more.
Poor little poachy.
- Ahhh.
- No way.
- There he is.
- Poachy.
- You crazy little chick.
Whew.
We did it.
With seven minutes to spare.
- Let's just get him outta there.
- I can't get the window off.
- The frame's screwed into the wall.
- How are we gonna-- Freddie.
Freddie.
Freddie, answer.
- What's up?
- We found the last chick but we need tools
to get through it.
- Okay, there's tools in a box
on my tech cart.
On my way up.
- No no, don't take the elevator.
- What?
But why, why, why?
- No, no, no.
Come on, don't.
- Man, no.
- Freddie, Freddie, come on.
No, no.
- Freddie.
- Move.
- What's the matter?
- Hurry, hurry, hurry.
- What's goin' on?
- The last chick was behind that window.
- Why'd you hit the stupid button?
- I was just tryin' to--
- it wasn't Freddie's fault.
- Okay, okay.
Maybe if we look in the--
- he was in the elevator shaft.
He could be anywhere
in this whole building by now.
Anyway, it's too late.
We saved five of them.
- We would've saved all six
if I hadn't hit that button.
- You didn't know.
It wasn't-- Spencer.
- Uh-oh, he's freakin' out.
- Let's try to pull him outta there again.
- One, two, three.
- I'm coming out.
- Come on, Spencer.
- Spencer, are you--you okay?
- You all right?
- You coughed up poachy.
- Poachy.
- You saved him.
- Yeah, yeah.
I guess I did.
He crawled into my mouth.
It didn't even taste like chicken.
- Hey Carly, watch what I can do.
And look-- there's no string.
Captioning performed by peoplesupport transcription & captioning