WOMAN: Are you ready?
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ I know you see me
standing here ♪
♪ Do I look good,
my dear? ♪
♪ Do I look good today? ♪
♪ Today, today ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ I'm just another
kind of girl ♪
♪ And you want
to see my world ♪
♪ So come and run away ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ If you wanna play ♪
♪ Come and play today ♪
♪ Let's just get away, yeah ♪
♪ I will make you see ♪
♪ All of the things ♪
♪ That you can be ♪
♪ Believe in yourself ♪
♪ Come follow me ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Come on, fast forward.
- I'm fast forwarding.
[error alert chiming]
- So at a temperature
of 20 degrees Celsius
and a pressure
of 101.325 KPA absolute--
- Where the density
is 1.205 kilograms
over meters cubed.
- My foot itches.
[error alert chiming]
- Shouldn't you guys
be heading on up to bed?
- You're bonging.
You need to be blipping.
- I'll blip you.
- Give it.
- No, I'm doing it.
- No, give it to me!
- Give it back. I had it first.
- Zo-zo, listen.
No! Zoey--
here, let me do it!
- No, I'm doing it.
- Oh, give it--
[electricity powering down]
Why'd the power go out?
- Weird.
- All right, let's crash.
- Later, gators.
- Night.
- See you.
[romantic music]
♪ ♪
- Don't you just love
snuggling?
- Okay.
- You wanna maybe...
Kiss?
Okay, Mark, what up?
- What up what?
- You've been acting weird for,
like, two weeks now.
- I don't know.
We've been going out
for a long time.
Maybe we should...
take a little break.
- A break from each other?
- Kinda.
- Okay,
if that's what you want.
- Ah, thanks.
You rock.
[solemn music]
[door opening and closing]
♪ ♪
- Did you get it?
- Did he get it?
- I got it.
- He got it.
Okay, just bring 'em here
and don't eat
any of the cookies.
- Hey, don't be rude.
I didn't have to stop
by the mail room
and pick up
your big cookie basket.
- Dude.
- And I expect
at least nine cookies
when I get there.
- No, way, you get one.
MICHAEL: One?
All right, then.
There,
now your cookie basket's
on the ground
and I'm walkin' away.
- No, Michael.
- What happened?
- He set the cookie basket down,
and he's walking away.
- Oh, give me the phone.
Hey, man, just pick up
the basket
and bring it here.
You can have as many cookies
as you want.
- Thank you.
- No, they're mine!
He only gets one.
- I need cookies.
- On my way.
[laughs]
It's cookie time--
[horse whinnies]
What in the--
um, hello.
[stammers] Those cookies
aren't for you.
Seriously, just--just--
just step away from--
[horse whinnies]
[screams]
- A horse?
- I know it sounds weird,
but it's true.
- You ate my cookies.
- I did not!
I wish I had but I did not.
Tell him I'm not lying.
- Okay, Cookie Monster.
- Here, smell my breath.
- No.
- Smell it.
Do you smell cookie
in here?
[exhales]
- Gross!
Never do that again.
- James, feel my tummy.
It feels flat and empty.
- I'm not feeling
your tummy.
- That cookie basket was a gift
from one of my stepmoms.
- Which one?
- I don't know,
but it was
a very meaningful gift
and I can't believe
you ate it.
- Okay, that tears it.
I'm gonna prove to you both
that it was a horse.
I'll prove it.
LOLA: Anyway, Quinn,
I gotta say,
I think you're taking
this whole Mark thing
really well.
- Yeah, how come
you're not more upset?
- You know, 'cause
it's just a guy thing.
I think Mark just wanted
a little time to himself.
What's wrong?
- Nothing.
- Nothing at all.
Just don't turn around.
- [laughs]
- Quinn?
- Stay calm.
- I'm calm.
- Maybe
she's just a friend.
- Yeah, just a friend
whose hand he's holding
while he giggles
like a schoolgirl!
I'll be back.
- Wait.
Give me your zap watch.
- I promise I won't.
- Give it.
And your ankle laser.
- Be right back.
Hello, Mark,
Mark's friend.
- Hi.
- Excuse me a sec.
Look, Quinn--
- I see why you wanted to take
a little break.
Who is she?
- She's Brooke.
She started going here
last semester.
- And that's what you want?
A brainless trollop
wearing a shirt
that wouldn't fit
an eight-year-old boy?
- She's in my chemistry class,
and she wasn't
understanding anything.
- Ooh, that's a shock.
- So I was helping her
with some homework,
and--I don't know--
she started liking me
and I guess I kinda started
liking her back.
- You lied to me!
- Shh, I didn't mean to.
I just--
I didn't want you
to get upset.
- [scoffs]
Too late.
[beeps]
MARK: Quinn.
- Eat yellowtail!
- Why'd you do that?
- 'Cause he hates
yellowtail!
[beep]
[zapping]
[crashing]
[electricity crackling]
- Oh, no!
[speaking in Japanese]
[horn honks]
- So I'm thinking
about becoming a male model,
but I don't really need
the money
'cause my dad's got
over a hundred mil.
- Oh.
[giggles]
- Come on, this way.
[horse chuffs]
Follow Michael.
Keep walking.
[horse whinnies]
Look at the cookie, yeah.
- Wanna feel my hair?
I use this special
Norwegian conditioner.
You can only get it by--
- Lookit, a horse.
- See, I wasn't lying.
- Where'd that come from?
- I don't know,
but he's here
and he ate your cookies.
And now I'm standing here
waiting for an apology.
- I'll apologize to you
when he apologizes
for eating
my cookie basket.
- I gotta get to class.
I'll feel your hair later.
- No, wait.
- Say you're sorry
for not believing me
about this horse.
- Fine, I'm sorry.
Bye.
Wait, no.
- All right, horse.
Thanks for proving
I'm not a liar.
[chuckles]
Now, go back to wherever
you came from.
[horse neighing]
What?
[horse neighing]
What do you--
[horse chuffs]
Come on, horse.
This is my last cookie.
[horse neighing]
All right, take it.
Take my cookie.
MAN: ♪ I always cry ♪
♪ When you're not around ♪
♪ You can weep
when you're gone ♪
♪ You make me sing
this sad song ♪
♪ You make me cry ♪
- Hey.
- Hey.
- What you doing?
- Mangling Mark's face.
- This is not a good use
of your time.
- Well, it makes me
feel better.
Two years.
I gave that boy
two years of love,
and he repays me
by--by dumping me
for some dumb little trollop
in a t*nk top?
- Sometimes guys just--
you know,
they think they want girls
who look and dress
like that.
- Hey, Lola.
You left your laundry
in the dryer.
- Okay, back in a few.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Bank sh*t.
- Ooh, fancy.
You think you can b*at me
with sh*ts like that?
Come on.
Bank sh*t.
- Uh, horse.
- No, that's just h-o.
- Dude.
- The only two sh*ts I missed
were that one and--
[horse chuffs]
You're back?
[horse whinnies]
I told you to go home.
- Where'd he come from?
- I don't know.
[beeping]
- Uh-oh.
Zoey says I'm late.
- Late for what?
- I don't know,
but she's my girlfriend
and she says I'm late,
so the best thing for me to do
would be to run.
Later.
- Late.
[horse whinnies]
[sighs]
Okay, horse,
I'm gonna go
take a shower.
You...go back to wherever
you trotted here from.
All right?
[horse whinnies]
Bye-bye.
Go on.
[horse whinnies]
ZOEY: [laughs]
MAN: Captain,
it seems that
the Pafluvian lemonade
causes extreme burping.
- Oh, no.
Well, now what
are we supposed to do...
- [laughs]
- Oh, God, you guys
aren't gonna be
one of those couples,
are you?
- I just fed him a grape.
Want me to feed you one?
- Okay.
[laughs]
- Hey, you guys ever see
that video
where the lady
was stomping grapes
and she broke her--
QUINN: Aloha.
- Oh, my God.
- Quinn?
- You guys seen Mark
around?
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
- Quinn.
Quinn, Quinn, hey.
- Can we talk later?
Look, I have to find Mark.
- Will you just go back
to our room
and change into
your normal clothes
and scrape that stuff
off your face?
- [scoffs]
- And put your glasses on?
- No.
Look, if looking like this
is what gets Mark's attention,
then here I am.
- But this is not the way
to get attention from guys.
- Hey, Quinn, I don't know
if you're doing anything
Saturday night,
but if you're free, I thought--
- Good-bye.
Quinn.
- I want Mark back.
- But this is the wrong way
to do it.
- Lola said that this is
the kind of girl some guys want.
- But this doesn't work
for you.
- Wow, Quinn.
- Keep walking.
- It sure seems like
it's working.
- My wizard att*cks
your magic dragon.
- And I respond with my wand
of many mysteries.
- Burn.
- Can I play?
- You broke up with her?
- Can I date her?
MARK: No!
- I'll give you my wizard card
and two magic trolls.
- Stop.
Quinn.
- Yeah, baby?
- What are you doing?
- What do you mean?
- Your face, your hair,
your lack of glasses, your--
- You like?
- No. This isn't you.
- Well,
it's what you want.
- I'm not dating Brooke
because she looks hot.
We just really connected.
- Uh-huh.
- Seriously.
We both collect
antique calendars,
we both like to knit--
- I'd rather not hear about
your magical connections
with Brooke.
- I'm just saying
I like her for her.
Her hotness is just gravy.
- You hate gravy.
Remember the one time
I put gravy on your potato?
You didn't speak to me
for two days.
- Quinn, I--
- Just forget it.
Forget everything!
[upbeat music]
- I'm telling you,
they're called daddy longlegs.
MAN: Hey, come on,
they can't all be daddies.
- No, I know they can't
all be daddies, but--
[horse chuffs]
- One, two...
Three, four...
Five, six...
Seven, eight...
WOMAN: ♪ All the things
I'm expected to remember ♪
♪ Can be
a perfect catastrophe ♪
♪ That's me
wanting a little ♪
♪ I've been caught up
in the middle ♪
♪ Spread my wings
and stand tall ♪
♪ Spread my wings ♪
♪ And stand tall ♪
♪ Do you want to see me now? ♪
MAN: ♪ Would you miss me? ♪
[horn honks]
♪ Would you miss me? ♪
♪ 'Cause I miss you ♪
♪ I miss you ♪
- What's your problem?
- Nothing, Logan.
Just keep riding.
MAN: ♪ I miss you ♪
- You been crying?
What's wrong?
- Nothing.
- Come on, talk to me.
- Mark broke up with me.
- Oh, yeah.
I heard you got dumped.
Broken up with.
- Yeah, after two years.
- Why'd he dump--
Break up with you?
- 'Cause he fell
for Brooke Margolin.
- Ooh, she's hot.
Hot-ish.
- You got to quit
following me around.
[horse neighing]
Look, this is a school.
You're not enrolled in it.
Now, please,
just go on home.
All right?
Will you stop following me
everywhere?
Look, I'm not your owner,
and I'm not your friend.
There, I said it.
All right?
- Michael.
- What?
- Can I use your Jet X?
- It's back in my dorm.
- Oh, man!
- What's the problem?
- I laid down in the lounge
to take a 5-minute nap,
which turned into
a 45-minute nap,
and if I don't get to class
in four minutes,
Mr. Thatcher's gonna give me
a zero and ruin my life.
- Well, uh--
[horse whinnies]
[adventure music]
[chuffs]
♪ ♪
I'll get you there.
Give me your hand.
- Where'd you get a horse?
- No time for questions.
Give me your hand.
H'ya!
- This is insane.
H'ya!
[horse whinnies]
♪ ♪
- I mean...
I guess I can't be
mad at Mark.
- Well, if it makes you feel
any better,
I think Mark's an idiot.
- Yeah, yeah.
I know you hate him.
- I-I don't hate him.
I mean, he's an idiot
for breaking up with you.
- Why do you say that?
- I don't know.
I mean--look.
We all know you're weird,
but you're smart,
you're pretty,
and you're kind of fun.
- Thanks.
- Sure.
And, uh, why are you dressed
like that?
- I was trying to compete
with Brooke.
- Well, don't.
Hey, there's Quinn.
ZOEY: Faster.
MICHAEL: Giddy-up!
[horse whinnies]
- Weirdest day ever.
- Uh-huh.
[adventure music]
♪ ♪
- Giddy-up!
♪ ♪
- Here, right here.
- Whoa, whoa, boy.
This is the place.
[horse whinnies, chuffs]
♪ ♪
- Thanks.
- No charge.
[horse chuffs]
[laughs]
Who's a good boy?
Who did good?
You did.
[chuckles]
Uh--
[clears throat]
Nothing to see here.
It's just a young man
and a horse
having a conversation.
Move along.
[clicks tongue]
[upbeat music]
Hey, come on.
♪ ♪
You know, if we're gonna be
hanging out together,
you need a name.
Let's see.
I think I'll call you...
Sparkplug.
You like that?
[horse chuffs]
Yeah, I'll call you Sparkplug,
and you call me Michael.
Can you say Michael?
[horse whinnies]
Yeah, I knew you could.
- There he is.
- Winchester.
[gasps]
Winchester!
Oh, Winchester!
Oh, you had me worried
half to death.
- Winchester?
- This is Faye Dobson
and that's her horse.
- Oh.
This is your horse.
- Yes.
My husband forgot
to lock the gate
and he got out
some time last weekend.
- Yeah.
We met each other
a few days ago.
- Well, thank you
for looking out for him.
I thought I'd never
see you again.
Isn't that right,
Winnie?
[horse neighing]
[Faye laughs]
Oh.
Well,
I should get him
back home.
- Hey, before you go...
Can I have a minute alone
with Spark--
Winchester?
- Of course.
[horse neighs]
- Well...
Looks like this is
good-bye.
I never really wanted
a horse anyway.
Anyway...
Got you a cookie.
I was gonna give it
to you later, but...
Looks like this is it.
You be good now.
[sobbing]
And don't forget me.
You can take him now.
[sobs]
Okay.
- Thank you again.
- Yeah.
- Come on, buddy.
[horse chuffs]
Come on.
[chuffs]
- [imitates chuffing]
- What's wrong?
- [grunting]
Nothing.
- Need a hug?
- [sniffs]
- Come on.
- [sobs]
WOMAN:
♪ If you wanna play ♪
♪ Come and play today ♪
♪ Let's just get away ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I will make you see ♪
♪ All of the things ♪
♪ That you can be ♪
♪ Believe in yourself ♪
♪ Come follow me ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
[ding]
MAN: Mmm.
LOGAN: Weirdest day ever.
04x06 - Quinn Misses the Mark
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Series centers around Zoey Brooks as she enrolls in Pacific Coast Academy, a prestigious Southern California boarding school that previously only allowed boys to attend.
Series centers around Zoey Brooks as she enrolls in Pacific Coast Academy, a prestigious Southern California boarding school that previously only allowed boys to attend.