02x24 - Trent Gets Schooled

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Lab Rats". Aired: February 27, 2012 – February 3, 2016.*
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A young teenager named Leo Dooley lives a normal life until the day his mother Tasha gets married to billionaire inventor Donald Davenport, with whom they move in.
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02x24 - Trent Gets Schooled

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Greetings,
puke puddles!

Tomorrow is
"yearbook photo day"

and, while I'm not sure
why anyone would want

a record of this
awkward phase of your lives...

Uhhh...

I'll be your photographer.

Oh, and don't blink,

'cause homie don't
do retakes! Ha ha!

Well, that settles that.

I am so getting my hair done
right after school.

Oh! Can you bring me back
some clippings off the floor?

I need 'em to finish building
my "taj mahair."

Where did all of
that hair come from?

Pets, shower drains,
brushes...

If you want it,
you can get it.

Well, that is disgusting.

Yeah. Well, if you think
that's gross,

wait until you see
"buckinghair palace."

Why are you so concerned
about a stupid yearbook photo?

I am still trying to live down
last year's picture

when I wasn't ready for the
flash and my eyes glitched.

All: Ughh.

Bree, your zombie picture was the least
of the problems with the yearbook.

Perry photo-bombed
every group picture.

Drama club...

Cheerleaders...
Mmm.

Swim team...

No! No, no, no!

None of us need
to see that again.

[ Bell rings ]

Boy: Move thirty-two!
Hut! Hut!

Yeah! Boom! Yeah!

Trent,
what are you doing?

Using football practice
as an excuse

to knock over
innocent bystanders.

But it's not even
football season.

True, but it's always
tackling season.

Heads up!

All: Aaaah!

Whaaa! Aah!

Uhhh.

Let me help you up.

Yeah, right. I'm not
falling for that.

Oh, don't worry. I'm only being
nice 'cause I need something.

You guys...

Are gonna help me
pass my history test.

You don't even take history.

The only class you
have left is physics.

And since when do you
care about taking tests?

There is a lot about me
you don't know.

I have many layers.

I am very dense.

Hmm. Yes.

Yes, you are.

Look, Perry says
I can't fail again.

Oh, but you can.
It's kind of your thing.

Come on, there's gotta
be some kind of trick.

Like, what's that thing you
do that makes you pass tests?

It's called studying.

What else you got?

How about this?

We help you pass,

you move football practice
back outside.

Yeah. I guess
I could do that.

Hmm. That was easy.

Come on, guys,
we're taking this outside.

And we're gonna need
some tackling dummies...

[ All shouting ]
No! No!

No! No!

The world's first
bionic superhumans...

They're stronger than us...

Faster, smarter.

The next generation
of the human race is...

Living in my basement?!

♪♪

Man, I can't stand Trent.

Why do we have to help him
pass his test?

Because he's big
and we're small.

Because Perry likes him
and hates us.

Because he has all the power
and we don't.

I could go on and on and on.

You know, since
he needs our help,

technically we have
the power in the situation.

We control
what he learns.

Ah, yes. I'm gonna speak
in a tone that suggests

I know where
you're going with this,

but wait for you
to tell me more.

These are davenglasses.

Gee, someone needs to have
their name on everything.

They're a subliminal
learning device

that helps the user
rapidly memorize

any programmed
information.

Here, check out
demo mode.

[ Glasses beep ] Donald: The
world knows Donald Davenport

as the most successful
tech mogul of silicon valley,

but he's so much more.

A true fashionista,

he's even able to make
sequins manly.

Let's have a look.

No, let's not have a look.

Okay, those are cool and all,

but how are they gonna
help us with Trent?

We'll get even with him by programming
the glasses with fake facts.

The glasses said
that big d looks manly.

They're already filled
with fake facts.

In a world overtaken
by warm bread,

one man must take on
baked goods alone.

Adam Davenport is...

The toastmaster.

Hey, Adam. What do you
think of my hair?

I hope you kept your receipt,
'cause it looks uneven.

Aah!

What did you do?!

I did what I had to do.

Your hair was collateral damage
to a world gone mad!

The yearbook picture
is tomorrow.

What am I supposed to do
about my hair?

Well, for starters,
you should put on a hat.

It's really offensive.

Why don't you just
go back to the salon

and get the same haircut
on the other side?

You b*rned it off!

A salon can't fix this!

Well, then why are you
paying 'em all that money?

Mr. Davenport!

Wow! You look awful.

What, did you lose a bet?

No, Adam did this.

Why would you let Adam
cut your hair?

That's on you, girly.

It was an accident. But
you can fix this, right?

I mean, you've gotta have some kind of
fancy Davenport hair growth solution.

Why would I have that?

I don't know, because
you wear that crazy wig.

This is my real hair.

Oh, that's even sadder.

Well, how am I supposed to
take a yearbook photo tomorrow

with half of my hair missing?

Well, it can't be
any worse than last year.

Urrr... urrr...

I'm kidding. Don't worry,
I'm sure I can modify

some over-the-counter
hair growth serum

to regrow your hair
overnight.

I'm kind of busy,
but I can probably go later...

[Demonic voice]
Do it now!!!

So come on...
Wig, right?

Ohh!

[ Doorbell ]
[ Giggles ]

That's Trent!

You know,
when you laugh like that

I can see how Trent
picks on you.

And as much as I want
to get even with him,

isn't this just gonna blow up in
our face when he fails the test?

Or maybe he'll never
want our help again.

Just like you always do
a bad job with the dishes

so you don't have to
do 'em anymore.

Hey, that's only because
of my sensitive skin.

These dandy hands
don't dance in dishwater.

[ Doorbell ]

All right, let's make this quick.
I got a full schedule tonight.

Of what, terrorizing kids
and destroying private property?

Yeah.

Okay, Trent,
since you asked us

to help you study
for your test,

we decided to let you in
on a little secret

as to how we study
and get good grades.

Is your secret having no friends
and being bad at sports?

Heh heh heh heh heh.

This guy...

Look, all you have to do

is wear these special glasses
for the next few hours.

These will implant facts
into your brain.

I don't need the "facts,"
I need the answers.

Those are in there, too.
Mm-hmm.

[ Glasses beep ]

Chase's voice: Here is
everything you need to know

about physics.

Leo's voice:
Kinetic energy

is the study
of energy in Connecticut.

Duh.
Who doesn't know that?

Chase: Sir Isaac Newton chopped
down his father's cherry tree

and then lied about it.

Oh. I thought that
was George Washington.

Leo: Thermal expansion
occurs

when you eat something hot
and get huge.

My dad has that!

These are awesome!

It's just like TV
except without commercials,

or my mom telling me
to put on pants.

Okay, I have successfully
accelerated

this over-the-counter hair growth
cream to work much faster.

Well, is it gonna work in time for
the yearbook picture tomorrow?

If it doesn't, you can always
wear Mr. Davenport's wig.

It's not a wig!

Ohh. Fine. Toupee.

Look, the hair should regrow
overnight. Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

[Demonic voice]
You should be!!!

That is pure, unbridled
girl anger.

Fear it.

[Ringtones play]
Oh.

sh**t, I have a conference
call with Tokyo.

I forgot they're
a day ahead.

A day ahead? Ask 'em what I'm gonna
have for breakfast tomorrow.

And it better
not be oatmeal.

Look, just apply a little
more and you should be good.

Okay.

All right.

There. I think
I got all of it.

Can you check to make sure I
didn't miss a spot? Sure.

Oh, yeah, right there.

Uh-oh.

What do you mean, "uh-oh"?

Uh...

Oh, you're gonna
look so good.

Hey, it worked.

Really?

Aaaah!

What is wrong?

Aaaaah!!!

What?!

Aaaah!!!

Aahh...

Wait. Are you screaming
because we screamed

or because you saw
how ugly you looked?

Has Trent got
his test results yet?

No, but he's about to.

I can't wait to see his face
when he finds out

how badly he did.

You do know he's gonna
come after us

and we can't
outrun him, right?

Oh. I don't have
to outrun him.

I just have to
outrun you.

Well, Trent, I got the score
back on your physics test.

You got a hundred percent...
Yes!!!

Of the answers wrong.

[ Mouthing words ]

Wait. What?
That's impossible.

I got help from
dooley and not-dooley.

They even gave me these
magic learning glasses.

Magic learning glasses?

That's dumb
even for you.

Wait, I don't get it.
They learned me things.

They set you up,
feather-brain!

Uhhh!

When I find them,
I am gonna do this to them!

Except it's gonna take longer
and be a lot more painful.

Hey!

Smokey! Bandit!
Get down here!

I hope you two
are happy.

Well, since you asked,

I would say
we feel ecstatic.

What word would you use,
Leo?

I feel complete.

Well, enjoy that victory,

because if Trent
had passed that class,

he would have
finally graduated.

Still feel complete?
[ Clicks tongue ]

Wait, so that means...

We missed our chance
to get rid of Trent forever.

There you are.
I'm gonna chop you down

like sir Isaac Newton's
cherry tree.

I may be slow, but I
know how to play dirty!

Yah!
Ooh!

[ Growls ]

Aaah!!!

Principal Perry, help!
Trent is chasing us!

Aaah!
Get off me!

The state says
I can't fight back,

but if I cared
what the state said,

I wouldn't have wallpapered my
kitchen with parking tickets!

Look, we're sorry
for setting Trent up.

Just please, please
give him another chance.

We'll help him study.
For real this time.

Don't trust him!
It's a trap!

Fool me once,
shame on you.

Fool me twice...

I'm gonna hit you!

Nah-uhh!

Well, since it wasn't
technically Trent's fault,

he can retake the test
tomorrow.

Ooh! b*rned!

'Cause of you two,
I gotta take another test.

Wait. What?!

That gives you two the rest
of the day to help him study.

So you don't care if we
skip our classes today?

I care very little
about you.

I've already missed half of school,
and my picture is this afternoon!

My life is over!

I'm just gonna drop out and sell
trinkets on the side of the road.

Honey, nobody would buy anything
from you looking like that.

Fix my face!

I don't know what went wrong.

I triple-checked the formula,
and it's correct.

Okay, well then why do I look like
a general from the civil w*r?

The only other explanation is that
the cream was applied incorrectly.

How much did you use?

I only used a little bit,
like you said.

And then Adam
did the back...

Ohh.
Ohh.

Hold on.

Hey!
What are you doing?!

I'd just fallen asleep
in math class.

How much of that hair cream
did you use on me?

All of it.

What?!
What?!

Well, I accidentally
squeezed out too much,

and I didn't want hairy hands,
so I had to wipe it somewhere.

Oh, man, now I do
want hairy hands.

I cannot get my yearbook picture
taken looking like this.

Well, if you do,
I want an 8 x 10,

two coffee mugs
and a mouse pad.

I will look for
a more permanent solution,

but for now just cut off
the excess hair for the photo.

Okay, but hurry up!
I can't be seen like this.

Do you have any idea
what people will call me?

Mean people might call you
"sparky the dog-face girl,"

but I'd call you
"pooches the dog-face girl"

because that's a girl's name.

Pressure equals force...

Over...?

What is that?

Trentosaurus Rex.

I'm about to eat you.

Okay. Maybe he's more
of a visual learner.

So this demonstrates
conservation of momentum.

Are you drawing
another trentosaurus Rex?

No!

It's a trentodactyl.

Guess what he eats.

You're hopeless.

Oh, really?

Uhh!
Ohh!

Ha ha ha!

Now that's conservation
of momentum.

I'm starting to think he only
learns when people get hurt.

We can use that!

I didn't mean
when I get hurt!

Okay, so here's
how it works.

For every question
you answer correctly,

you get to spin
the gyroscope.

The more you get right,
the more Leo suffers.

Wait. What?

Awesome!

Nope, not awesome.
Chase: Okay,

first question.
How do you calculate force?

Oh! I know this one!

Uh, mass times...

Picture Leo spinning fast...

Acceleration!

He's right!

Nope. Nope.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
No... no...

No!!!

Uh-ohhhhh...

Aaaah!

Torque.
Right!

Yahhh!
Stop the spinning!

Aaahhh!

Applied force?

Riiiight!

Aaah!

Aaaaah!!!!

Kinetic energy!!!

He's right!

Aaaah! Aaahhh!!!!

Whoo!

Give him a hard one!

Whoa!!!

So, what theme
do you want?

"Mommy's precious baby"?

Waaaaa!

"Giant novelty crayon"?

Rrrrrr!

Or my personal favorite,

"Perry-on-a-stick"?

Watch out,
squat-log!

Um, I would just like
a normal photo, please.

Well, then you should
probably get a normal face.

Ha ha ha!

Oh...

Can we hurry this up?
Put it in park.

I'm trying to figure out
the most unflattering settings.

Please! I can't
wait much longer!

Settle down!

This is not a
state-of-the-art camera.

I borrowed it from
the civil w*r museum.

Take the picture!

All right,
on the count of three say,

"I'll never amount
to anything."

One, two, three.

Yeech.

Looks like you brought
your own props.

On the bright side, you got
yourself a cover page.

Ooh! Ahh!

Whoa. My bad.

I'm okay!

Who put that there?

Oooh!

That is a safety hazard.

My father will take an 8 x 10,

two coffee mugs
and a mouse pad.

What do we do
if Trent doesn't pass?

I don't know about you, but I'm gonna
aim for your other foot and run.

Well done, boys. Trent passed
and finally graduated.

He's no longer a student
at mission creek high.

Yes!
Yes!

He's society's
problem now!

[ Whistle blows ]

Hi, nerds,
miss me?

Trent, you graduated.

You don't have to
be here anymore.

Yeah, shouldn't you
be working at a gas station

or living at a gas station?

You belong at
a gas station.

Nope, he belongs here.

I just hired Trent
as the new gym teacher.

That's right. From now
on it's "mister" Trent.

That's cold, Terry Perry.
That cold.

He fulfills all
the requirements...

Dirt cheap,
high school grad,

and he almost passed
the psychological exam.

Did better then me,
anyway.

Thanks for all your help,
guys.

Now I get paid
to t*rture you.

I don't care
what my dad says,

graduating high school
is worth it.

[ Blows whistle ]

Let's go,
short and shorter!

Time to sweat
till you cry!

It's not even gym class.

Now that I'm here...

It's always gym class.

[ Blows whistle ]

Hey. We saw the yearbook.

You take quite a photo,
"hairy Mary."

Yeah, the junior class just
renamed you "señorita sasquatch."

Eh, I'm not too worried.

People are gonna forget
all about my picture

when they see
what I did to Adam.

Adam: Hey, Bree!
I don't know where you got

that hair gel
you gave me...

But I'm lovin' it.

♪ [ Disco ] ♪

Whoooo!

Ohh! Ewww! Ahhh!
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