The Breakdown

All right, y'all got everything?

- Yep. - Yeah, I think so.

All right. Let's go.

There you go. Have a good trip.

Okay...

- Hey, Mr. T. - Hey, Kirk!

- Katie. - Hey.

You two excited?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Right, right. Yeah, yeah.

Hey, Mr. T. You haven't quit yet?

Any day now. Ha ha.

Heh.

Richard!

- Oh! - Whoa! Hey! No.

Good, that's good.

Uh, thank you, Jessica. Very inappropriate.

Okay.

I'm so juiced.

This is gonna be fire.

I don't know what that means.

- Good morning, Mr. Thompson. - Hi, Maddy.

Whoa! How much you bench?

Morgan!

Have a great trip.

- Be good. - I will.

- I love you? - Love you, too.

What up, Mr. T?

Hey, Wings, will you give us a..

Oh, never mind, we got it.

Hey, Morgan. Will you give us a hand?

Whoo! Thanks, Buddy.

I got you.

What's up?

Um...

Hi.

Hey.

Okay.

Hey, Morgan.

Hey, Maddy.

- You excited? - Yeah, get me out of here.

All right!

Who's ready for the O.C.N.?

Yeah!

- Oh, man. - What's up, my old phony?

Good to see you, Wings, as always.

How is everyone? Comfortable?

Cigars? Cigarettes? Hand stuff?

I don't know. I'm offering it all, people.

- Hey, guys. - Hey.

Ahem. Sorry, bro, just let me, uh, get in here real fast.

So, is it a rock paper scissors thing or...

Sorry, Maddy. It's top secret.

Only the receptive shall receive.

That doesn't mean anything.

You don't mean anything.

I'm just kidding.

So, are you guys ready for California?

I hear they got beaches.

Muscle beaches.

I'm just looking forward to meeting

some California girls.

Not to mention the international beauties.

Are you planning to woo them

with your stupid friendship song?

Hey... you don't talk about the friendship song.

- Friendship song is iced shit. - Mm, hmm.

One day, you will tell me what it means.

You guys looking forward to the Music Exchange?

Hell, yeah.

What's that?

Mr. T explained it at rehearsal.

Oh? Yeah, I wasn't listening.

It's where we sit with an international band,

and we play each other's music.

- Ohh... - And...

you may not speak the same language...

- Uh, huh. - But you communicate

through eye contact.

Uh, huh.

- And the sensual sound of song. - Yeah.

Maybe I'll get to share keys with a hot Brazilian,

accidentally touch hands.

Oh, my God, Morgan, look who it is.

Ugh! Gross, man.

Your.. Your retainer spit all over me.

Bet you wish that was your cheek slathered in saliva, don't you?

- Shut up. - I can go get you a sample.

You realize you don't stand a chance, right?

Unless you, I don't know, talked to her?

- "Talked." - "Talked."

"To her"!

It's not that hard.

"Hi, my name is Morgan. I like books. What is female?"

God.

Good morning, Richard.

Ready for your... first band trip?

Ohh, yes, sir. I'm looking forward to it.

Good. Good. You'll do... fine.

Now, I am obligated to ask you

because of some unsettling events

that have just come to light, heh..

Not with you! Not... here, of course.

Elsewhere.

The PTA asked me to ask that you..

not just you, all the faculty..

not, um...

and that is not to say that we think that you would...

We don't enjoy making people feel uncomfortable.

No. Not at all. Please.

Well, you know,

I hate to be so specific, but the PTA...

You know, they really demand directness

with this sort of thing.

Well, yeah, you have to be direct.

Mm, yes. Better to say something

than leave it unsaid.

So I'll say it.

The PTA has asked me to ask you

not to, uh, do anything,

you know... with the, uh...

You know.

- Oh, God. - I know! I know..

You would never do somethin' so heinous.

But they feel we should be blunt

when it comes to matters like this.

- Unsettling as they may be. - Of course.

And I appreciate your being so direct.

But let me be clear that I would never..

No doubt. No doubt.

We have the utmost confidence in you.

After all, you turned around the music department.

Everyone loves you! The.. the parents,

the kids.

We just ask that you don't...

Of course. No. And thank you.

I just.. let me assure you that I would never..

No assurance needed. I assured you!

It's just that California's a coastal state,

and many find it bewitching.

You understand.

Yes. Yes.

Anyway, glad we could have this frank talk.

Yes! Me, too.

- You won't, uh... - No! Definitely not.

Pinky swear.

Good! Well, you...

better get a move on.

Have fun!

But not too much fun!

Boo!

I got you.

Good one, Jessica! Please take your seat.

Okay.

Good morning, students!

All: Good morning, Mr. T.

All right! Janice...

To make sure that you're all here in this reality,

I shall now... take... the roll.

- Tony. - Here.

Congratulations. You exist.

- Wayne. - Here.

Congratulations. Wings.

- Yo! - Congrats.

Maddy. Good mornin'.

Uh, Jessica exists to torment me.

I love you!

Inappropriate. Morgan.

- Yes, very inappropriate! - Thank you!

Siblings, Kirk and Katie.

Here!

Right. And Janice, as ever, is present.

And then there's....

Yes! I exist.

Unfortunately.

Jason, I hereby banish you

to the plane of nonexistence

until your musical skills are required.

Yvette.

Good morning. And last but not least... me.

Thank you.

Joining us on our flight will be Mr. Darren,

the Red Baron.

All right, does everybody have

everything they need for this trip?

Because once we hit the freeway,

there's no comin' back, that's it.

Anyone?

You guys excited?

Yeah!

Let's kick some ass.

- Bye, kids! - Bye!

Call me! Call me!

Bye! Love you!

Wah, wah, wah!

Okay, kids, let's go! Let's go. Back on the bus.

Back on the bus. Let's ride.

But I didn't get to go potty.

- Who was that? - That was Jason.

- Jason! - Jason!