Saved by the Bell

Come in.

What are you guys doing here?

Kelly, we can't wait any longer. We've come for your answer.

That's right. Next week is the prom

and you've got to choose between us.

Oh, come on. I like you both.

I don't want to hurt either one of you.

Hey, if you want to hurt Slater, it's okay.

Hey, why would she want to go with a boy

when she can go with a gladiator?

Guys, this is hard.

It's like choosing between two great pieces of chocolate.

Sorry, Kelly, from now on,

you only get zits from one of us.

Okay, if I must.

You must!

I want my mommy.

Hey, she can go with Zack.

Listen, I'll give you my answer in the morning, okay?

All right then.

Kelly...

This is Geraldo Screech.

Today's topic is, "Women Who Love Two Men."

It's trashy, tacky, tasteless... it's Geraldo.

Kelly cannot choose a date for the prom.

So what has this two-timer put her men through?

- A hunk-off, Geraldo Screech. - A hunk-off indeed.

- What do your friends think? - I think it's romantic.

I think it's reverse macho-pigism, and I don't like it.

Then I don't like you.

Zack and Slater are dead even. And what's the final event, Kelly?

- Evening wear. - Disgusting. I love it.

Kelly, it's time to choose one of these bimbos.

So how does it feel to be a loser, Zack?

Well, I'm not a loser, Geraldo Screech.

I'll always love Kelly.

I just want her to be happy.

Don't forget tomorrow: "Blond Boys Who Never Date Again."

This is Geraldo Screech. Good night.

You've actually decided who you want to take to the prom?

- Yes. - Who?

Guys, hi, uh...

Any girl would be lucky to go to the prom with either one of you.

Slater, you're everything a girl could want.

You're great looking, a great dancer, a great guy.

Great.

But, I'm sorry. I'm going with Zack.

Ohh! Why?!

What does Zack have that I don't have?

Zack, hold it together. You are Zack.

Wait, I am Zack!

She's-- she-- you're going--

She's going with Zack! Ohh, she's--

She's going with Zack!

Oh, thank you!

All right, all right. You won, Preppie.

You just better treat her good.

Now that Kelly's picked Zack,

it's time to snatch me up before I'm taken.

Will you go to the prom with me?

- Yeah, I'll go. - You will?!

I'll go when with you when worms have ears.

You're weakening.

Do you know what's in that box?

Just a bunch of worms with ears.

Screech cut out a bunch of little paper ears

and pasted them on these worms.

Now you can go to the prom with him.

I am not going to the prom with him.

- Why not? - Yeah, why not?

That's why not. Because he is always there.

He's been hunting me ever since nursery school.

Just go to the movies with me Friday night,

and if you don't have a good time, no prom,

and I'll be out of your life forever.

What do you have to lose?

Okay. One date, then you're history.

All right!

You may keep the worms, my darling.

Lisa, I cannot wait to pick out my dress. It's my first formal.

Maybe something in yellow to match Zack's hair.

Come in.

Gotta go. We'll go shopping right after school, okay? Bye.

- Hi, Daddy. - Hi, honey.

Mom told me that you're really excited about the prom.

Yeah, we're going to go buy my dress tomorrow.

I remember when I took your mom to the prom.

My feet never touched the floor.

You were that much in love?

Well, actually I was a terrible dancer.

My feet were on top of your mother's feet all night.

We had a ball. I hope you do, too.

Thanks.

Kelly, um... why don't you sit down, honey?

There's something I have to tell you.

Is something wrong?

Well, yeah, I'm afraid so.

World peace broke out.

- That's good isn't it? - For the world, yes.

But not if you work in a defense plant.

I lost my job today.

- Oh, Daddy, that's terrible. - No, no, no.

Everything's gonna be all right.

I'm telling you first because I know you'll help

keep everybody else's spirits up

while I'm trying to find another job.

- Daddy? - Yeah?

I want to help.

I want you to take this money.

Kelly, I gave you that money last week for the prom.

I'm not going to the prom.

There are seven other people in this house besides me.

Family comes first.

Honey, this is not why I came up here.

I know that.

But you've got to let me do this. I'll go to the prom next year.

Unless peace really gets out of hand.

Kelly, I can't let you do that, honey.

Why not? You do it all the time.

Remember when you saved up all your money for your golf clubs

and I needed braces?

Yeah.

My smile is better than your golf score.

You needed them.

And you need this.

You're sure you're all right about this?

Positive. Have I ever lied to you, Daddy?

Never.

It's the first time I ever lied to my father.

Okay, now we have exactly 214 minutes

to shop at the Palisades Mall before dinner.

Here's our route.

You have a map of the mall?

I have a map of every mall from here to Tijuana.

Lisa, I can't go to the mall with you.

Why?

I'm not going to the prom.

Oh no. Don't tell me Slater killed Zack?

No. My dad lost his job and we need the money.

- I'm sorry, Kelly. - Have you told Zack?

Not yet. But I'm sure he'll understand.

Hi, girl of my dreams.

I already rented my tux and guess what?

- Zack, I have to talk to-- - No, in a second, in a second.

Wait till you hear the best part. Me and a couple of guys,

we chipped in, we got us a big stretch limo with a CD, TV...

and M.E. Thanks to you, this is gonna be the best night of my life.

- Zack... - What? Anything.

I... uh...

- can't wait to see you in your tux. - All right!

Hi, guys.

All right, settle down, settle down. Now next weekend

is our annual Bayside Prom, and I want it to be our best ever.

That's why I've called a meeting of all Prom Chairmen.

Don't you mean chairpersons?

Hey, the chair-chick has a point.

Zack, I know that you and Lisa are in charge of decorations,

but this year's theme is not going to be

"Zack and Kelly's Prom."

Don't you love it, sir? It sings. Look at that Zack.

Didn't she tell him yet?

No, she doesn't want to break his heart.

Mr. Belding, would you please

tell the chair-babes to be quiet?

Will the chair-pig please mind his own business?

Ooh! Yeah!

Babes, pigs, please, come to order. Morris.

Now, Slater, Jessie, what do you have for music?

He wants lambada.

She wants protest music.

I'm sure there's a compromise somewhere,

between "Dirty Dancing," and "The Best of Nelson Mandela."

Ahem.

All right, now who's in charge of food?

- I am, sir. - Who else would be?

Stop with the fat jokes or I'll sit on you.

Ooh, this is getting heavy.

Hey, will you two cut it out?

Now what kind of food is your committee serving, Alan?

Chocolate fudge cake, strawberry shortcake,

hot fudge sundaes with whipped--

Man, you're gonna have to grease the doorway to get home, Alan.

Alan, Alan...

I love cake, but don't you think that's all just a little bit rich?

Right. That's why we're not having any dessert.

What are you chairperson of, Robert?