The Suite Life of Zack & Cody

Ok,Mom doesn't know we got report cards, So we sneak into Moseby's office,

shred them and no one's the wiser.

But I want Mom to see my report card.

How do you live with yourself?

I don't, I live with you and believe me, it's no picnic!

Fine,show your report card,I'll just say it's from the both of us,

it always works on her birthday!

Mr.Moseby,did you try my suggestion to cure your cold?

Esteban,I'm not rubbing chicken fat on my chest.

Not chichen fat,a fat chicken!

We...gouhouuuu,...I'm fine Esteban.

Well, you should be at home, Mr. Moseby.

The Tipton is my home.

Oh,no!

And my home is under siege!

Too sorry Madam I apologize for fuse me. I will get to the bottom of this.

Or shall I say bottoms?

Does this by any change belong to you?

Nope, don't know who belongs to, it's a mystery, completely unsolvable.

Zack Martin!

Unless you do that.

How many times must I tell you, this hotel lobby is not your personal playground?

Now since you two have arrived...gouhou, gouhou....in my hotel you have...

...gouhou...being nothing but... gouhou,gouhou....nothing but... gouhouuu...nothing but...

A delight?

A bundle of youthful energy, whose spirit has breathed life

into this stodgy, old place?

And to say thank you, you want to reward us with free sundaes?!

Thanks, Mr. Moseby, you're the best!

The Suite Life of Zack & Cody S01E19 Smart & Smarter

Just do me a favor, don't mention our report cards for like...ever!

Ok.

Hey guys,what's new?

Report cards!

Oups,slipped out.

Aww, straight 'A's again.Wow, if your report card were a song it would sound like this.

A!!!!

Actually,Aaaaaaap!

One class was pass/fail.

Look at these comments,A joy to teach, A pleasure to have in my class,

What a little chiseler?

Woodshop!

Oh!

Zack?!

Love to chat,really tired got to hit the ------

It's 3:30.

If Cody has a report card that mean you have one too.

You'd think.And I'm just as surprised as you are.

Hand it over.

Ok.But before you read it you should know there's some good news and

some bad news.The bad news is that I got 'D's in Math, English, and Social Studies.

What's the good news?

I'm out of bad news.

This isn't funny, Zachary!

Oooh, Zachary.

I am very disappointed in you.

Oooh, disappointed.

Oooh, shut up!

But I'm trying as hard as I can.

Then why did all of your teachers write 'could try harder'?

I know you can do better than this and if you don't you're going to spend

this summer in school with no video games,no TV and no food!

Fine vegetables...and French Fries aren't a vegetable.

Maddie, what are these do-hickeys? Are they expensive and do I want to buy them?

No, these are chess pieces. It's a game that's been played for 5,000 years.

Well, then, someone should have won already.

Hi Mr. Moseby. How you doing?

Ooh! I love charades.

A novel?

A love letter?

A parking ticket?

Oh,I know.Boots!

How did you get that from parking ticket?

No, I went to buy boots and when I came out I had a parking ticket, duh!

I...Need...To...Dance!

Ohhh!!!!

Oh,he is telling us he has laryngitis.

-Oh that's not it. -No.

Oh yes it is and he wants to write something down because he can not speak.

Which wouldn't have happened if he tried my grandma Estebena's voice cure.

But did he listen to me?Noooooo!

Now this articulate man with his mastering of the English language,

is reduced to rely on me to convey his most intricate thoughts.

Shut up,Esteban!

Test?How can there be a test?! Didn't we just get our report cards?

Isn't there some downtime before we have to start "learning" again?

Why do they keep shoving knowledge down our throats?

It's school?!

Yeah and I don't want to have to spend my summer here,eating vegetables

and having you tell me what was on TV last night.

There's gotta be a way out.

Yeah....Study!

Look,if you're not going to take this seriously...

Ok Bob,a-a-are you nervous?Becaus-the- the-there's nothing to be nervous about.

I mean you-you be doing great in my special need class so be nervous so it just

be...uh well..eh be silly.

I'm not nervous Mr.Forgess.

Oh good,good,'cause I'm sweating like a turkey on thanksgiving.

Oh yea you leaving a puddle on my desk.

Oh,sorry!

Well,I'm just happy try a regular class again.

oh..eh..A-are you sure you're ready? No-Not that I don't have comfidence in you

but it's more important that you have confidence in you.

Do you have confidence in you?

I-Is the word confidence starting to sound weird to you?

A little. Yah and I think you should cut down on the caffeine.

Ok.We-well I tell the teacher to make sure you have extra time on your test and ehh....

...oh oh eh eh and I tell just how confident you are.

No this...Oh...

Bob is it?

I couldn't help overhearing that you get extra time on you tests.

Do you mind my asking how you swang that?

I have dyslexia.

Can you catch it?

When you're dyslexic, you have problems with the way your brain hears

and sees things,like, you know,like, letters and numbers they get mixed up in my head.

No bummer dud.But still no time limit on your tests.

So kind of balance it out ,doesn't it?

You're a glass half full kind of guy,aren't ya?

So,it's called dyslexia?!

Wow, I never realized that other people had trouble reading

the questions and getting their thoughts swing just like me.

Uhh,e-excuse me,I-I couldn't help overhearing,

did you say you have problems reading?

I don't like to talk about it. It makes me feel bad about myself. You know, "unconfident."

Oh oh...Tha-tha-that's perfectly natural but you're not feeling

bad about yourself because w-w-we should all feel good about ourselfs

not all the time because you want a nice mix.Although....

Does he always go on like this?

Yeah,pretty much!

I'll tell you what. Why don't you come by my office after school

and we'll see what's going on.

Thanks Mr. Forgess! For the first time in my life I feel like there's hope!

Have you no shame?

You're right.I feel terrible.

Really?

Nope.

Look,now Mr.Pointy-Head is staring right at your kingy thingy.

That's checkmate!

Is that good?

No, not for me.That means you beat me. You can't beat me!

Why not?

I refuse to be beaten by someone who calls the bishop Mr. Pointy-Head!

Which one is the bishop?

Mr. Pointy-Head!

See,it's catching on.

No it isn't.Chess is an intellectual game. And you're...not!

Well maybe I'm a little more intellectuler than you thunk.

Oh no,oh no,oh no...Oh no!

Oh dear,that is your angry bell face.

Oh, do you want me to yell at another staff member?

Who is it, I shall be ruthless.

Ohhh,you're late again...Esteban,oh.

I'm so sorry Mr.Moseby but...

You're right!

Ohhh no excuses Esteban,this has happened too many times.

I'm afraid I have no choice but to fire you.

Oh please Mr. Moseby, don't fire me, I need this job!

Oh, very well.

You can have your job back.

Maybe I don't want it back.Maybe I want to go somewhere else with a little more job security.

Oh pititititit....No Esteban,don't leave...I need you.

Oh alright, you can have a raise.

I accept. You're a great man.

Oh pish posh!

You really want to yell at me right now, don't you?

Oh here,hit me once for yes,twice for no.

Excuse me.Ahhh... Ohhh...You again!

Ms. Martin, after consulting with the school psychologist,

and looking at the results of all Zack's tests.

Well,we concluding that he probably has a learning disability.

He has a learning disability?Oh thank goodness.

I mean...

Oh no,that's ok I get that a lot.