05x08 - T.G.I.F./Zen and the Art of Milo

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[THEME SONG PLAYS]

Who's that girl?
What's her name?

Is she cool?
Is she lame?

Oh, you're talking about what's her name

-Pepper Ann!
-Pepper Ann!

Is she lame? Is she cool?

Is she breaking every rule?

Is she anybody's fool?

-Pepper Ann!
-Pepper Ann!

Pepper Ann! Pepper Ann!
Marching in her own parade

Pepper Ann, she's like one in a million

Pepper Ann!
Pepper Ann!

Much too cool for seventh grade

Catch her if you can
Pepper Ann!

-BOY: Who?
-GIRL 1: Is that that girl from gym class?

MOOSE: No, that's me.
GIRL 1: Oh

GIRL 2: Who is she and why does she have
her own song?

PEPPER ANN: Did someone take my lunch?

[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]

Pepper Ann! Pepper Ann!

Marching in her own parade

Pepper Ann
She's like one in a million!

Pepper Ann! Pepper Ann!

Much too cool for seventh grade
No one's cooler than Pepper Ann!

She's her own biggest fan, Pepper Ann!

-Catch her if you can, Pepper Ann!
-A gold tooth!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOG BARKING]

Come back here, ya brat!

[GASPS]

Whaddya mean you can't find that ticket?

It's worth 50 million bucks!

[ALARM BEEPS]

Time to wake up, see!

Thank Fuzzy, it's Friday!

[MOM VOCALIZING]

Why Peppie, you're already up!

It's easy to get up on Friday!

Well, come on down and break your fast.
I'm making smiley-faced pancakes!

Math homework, done,
science homework, done.

List of cute guys to tutor, done,
study for History test...

not done!

Why didn't I study for this test?

...and last but not least,
study for history test.

ANNOUNCER: Stay tuned for
a Crazy Twin Shenanigans marathon!

It's the night of a thousand shenanigans!

[GLASS BREAKS]

Oh, yeah.

This test is a huge part
of my final grade!

Well, what are you gonna do?

What's the combination I always use
to make that mock vomit?

Mock-vit? Mustard, oatmeal,
curry powder, corn medley...

Now you stay right here in bed.

Use this if you can't make it
to the bathroom.

Mom, I'll be fine. Go to work.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Nothin' like a three-day weekend!

If you're so fine,
why don't you study for that test?

Are you kidding?

That's why Sunday nights exist,

so you can study
for the test you ditched on Friday.

From trash man to cash man.
With me today is Carmine Lutz...

...the Hazelnut Lottery's
newest multi-millionaire.

Carmine, what do you plan
on doing with your winnings?

I'm dipping my body in gold!

Wow.

Well, someone seems
to be feeling better! I'm glad.

It would be a shame
to be sick on Saturday.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Come back here, ya brat!

MAN: Whaddya mean
you can't find that ticket?

It's worth 50 million bucks!

Time to wake up, see!

[VOCALIZING]

What are you doing?

Get up, sleepyhead,
it's time to go to school.

-Mom! It's Saturday.
-[LAUGHS]

Sorry to burst your balloon, Peppie,
but it's Friday.

Come on down and break your fast,
I'm making smiley-faced pancakes!

What is going on?

It's Friday. Again!

Supernatural phenomena
such as this usually occur for a reason.

Maybe the universe
is trying to tell you something.

Right!

Maybe I should have gotten
out of bed the same way I got in!

Maybe you shouldn't have faked sick
to get out of taking your test.

[GASPS] The test!

What's the combination I use
to make mock-vit again?

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Come back here, ya brat!

MAN:
Whaddya mean you can't find that ticket?

-It's worth 50 million bucks!
-Time to wake up, see!

No! Not again!

[VOCALIZING]

Mom, you gotta help me!

Friday keeps repeating itself,
over and over!

Trash day, Old Lady McClain screaming,
the lottery ticket...

We're caught in some kind of time warp
or wormhole!

It won't stop being Friday!

Now, you just get back in bed,
and I'll call the doctor.

Probably just need some expositories.

Now what do I do?

You could study,
then take your history test tomorrow,

since it's going to be Friday anyway.

Study?

And waste a perfectly good
supernatural phenomenon?

These things don't come
along every day, you know!

There must be something good about this...

Hey, yesterday this clock was Fuzzy dust.

And today...

I can do anything I want,
and even if I mess it up,

it won't matter, because tomorrow
will be Friday again!

Don't do it!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[SOBS]

Give me the "Death By Sundae."

Are you sure?

I need 50 scoops of butter pecan, stat!

[GRUNTS]

[LAUGHING]

[SIREN WAILING]

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Come back here, ya brat!

MAN:
Whaddya mean you can't find that ticket?

It's worth 50 million bucks!

Time to wake up, see!

Three, two, one...

[VOCALIZING]

Come on down and break your fast,
I'm making...

-Smiley faced pancakes. I know.
-Right.

-I'm bored.
-Bored? You've gotten a mohawk,

become a karate master,
and broken several blimp speed records.

If you're so bored,
you could try studying for your test.

You can't put it off forever, you know.

Oh can't I?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Come back here
with my newspaper, ya brat!

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Come back here, ya brat!

MAN:
Whaddya mean you can't find that ticket?

It's worth 50 million bucks!

I can't take it anymore!

I'll do anything to stop this day!
I'll even take that stupid test!

But you haven't studied!

I don't care!

Peppie, where are you going?

I'm making smiley-face pancakes
for breakfast!

I must say, Pepper Ann,
I've never seen you finish a test

so quickly in your life!

You must have been really confident
of your answers.

Nah, I didn't even study.
I'll probably fail.

-But I'm sick of every day being Friday.
-Pardon?

Nothing.
I'm just glad that I took that test,

and tomorrow's finally gonna be Saturday.

You guys wanna come over
and watch cartoons?

Sure. We'll come in the morning.

Goodbye Friday,
hello first day of the rest of my life!

-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[DOG BARKING]

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Come back here, ya brat!

No. No, no, no!

It can't be!

[VOCALIZING]

Stop! Please stop it!

Don't sing that infernal song
one more time!

And I never wanna eat
smiley-face pancakes again!

McClain, you're just a big old bully
like the rest of your miserable clan!

Come back here, you insolent brat!

You can't find that ticket
because you threw it away!

The trash man's got
your 50 million bucks!

Hey, Pepper Ann.
Why are you out here in your pajamas?

Don't give me that, Nicky.

You think you're so much smarter
than everyone else.

Well, I'm sick of it, sister, you hear me?
Sick of it!

Don't think I'm not sick of you too,
Kamalani.

You and your whiny artist's ramblings.

You don't even make any sense
half the time!

Go ahead and laugh, Trinket.

You're a shallow bauble,
just like your name implies!

Tessa and Vanessa,
form whole sentences, will ya?

It's not cute anymore.

Constance, you're awkward.
Gwen Mezzrow, you're a flake.

Stewart, you're just plain creepy,
and Pink Eye Pete,

you're diseased!

[ALL GASPS]

Okay, so I went a little overboard.

Nobody will remember
anything tomorrow, anyway.

It's just gonna keep on being Friday again
and again and again.

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Come back here, ya brat!

-Peppie...
-I know, I know.

I need to get up and break my fast.
You made smiley-face pancakes.

Well, you told me that you never wanted
to eat my smiley-face pancakes again.

-You remember what I said yesterday?
-I wish I could forget.

So, yesterday was Saturday and not Friday?

Taking the test did work!

Thank you, universe!
I'll never procrastinate again!

I'm not the only one
who remembers what you said yesterday.

There are some people here to see you.

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Come out here, you smart-mouthed brat!

PEPPER ANN:
Hi, guys.

You didn't think I was serious yesterday,
did you?

Okay.

Well, let me take this opportunity
to apologize.

I just hope you can find it
in your hearts to forgive me.

NICKY: Cry us a river, why don't you?

One of your patented
all-occasion apologies

won't work this time, Pepper Ann.

All right, what do I have to do
to get you guys to forgive and forget?

-MAN: I've got a room that needs painting!
-TRASHMAN: My taxes need evading!

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Me toilet needs scrubbing!

This was the worst day of my life.

I'm just glad it's over.

MOM: Peppie, there are
some people here to see you!

OLD LADY MCCLAIN:
Come out here, you smart-mouthed brat!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

It's perfect!

Now it is perfect.

Must you do that every time, Master?

Then give me a lift into town.
I'm buyin' me a leaf blower.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Milo, great mural!

It's better than the one you painted
in the boys bathroom,

which you appropriately titled "Murinal."

Milo! I've been looking all over for 'ya.

We have dollars to change,
video games to play, and pizza to scarf!

Onward.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN: Get your cotton candy!

P.A., check the Craig-age!

Go on, P.A.

This is a prime Craig
hang-out opportunity.

I'm not gonna drag you down.

Milo, that is so selfless.

Here. I was saving this
for when I finally made

the rhythmic gymnastics team,
but... I want you to dance with it

while I'm inside.

P.A., that's...

Well, there are no words!

You sure you'll be okay solo?

I have a sparkly baton to play with.
Nothing bad could befall me.

Watch where you steer that thing!
You coulda k*lled us both!

Me? You know the rules.

Organ grinders pass on the right!

[GASPS]

-Do you see...
-Yes.

Young man,
I couldn't help noticing your serenity.

Do you mind if we ask you a question?

If the sun shines everywhere,
how can it be obscured by clouds?

Without shadows,
there would be no shadow puppets.

He's perfect!

Now he is perfect.

MILO: So after we restrained
the angry monkey,

the monks told me about their school,
the Semi-Zen Academy.

It mixes academics
with ancient teachings of the Far East.

Sounds interesting.

Milo, did you get
my sparkly baton back or not?

-They noticed my serenity, guys.
-That's cool, Milo.

I always thought you were innerly serene,
and you're totally peaceful...

-I'm starting school there tomorrow.
-What?

My parents signed the paperwork.

I can't believe that you'd just up
and bail on me and Nicky!

-Nicky and me.
-I thought you'd be happy for me.

I mean, it's not like I'm leaving town
or moving into a sealed bio-dome.

-I'm just going to another school.
-It's the same thing!

Come tomorrow afternoon, you'll be playing
abacus with some Zen kid.

-You're totally ditching me and Nick...
-Nicky and...

Fine! If that's the way you feel about it,
maybe I'll go find an abacus right now!

In fact, maybe I'll find one even quicker
by taking the shortcut

through Old Man Crowley's Yard!

-[CATS GROWLS]
-[MILO SCREAMS]

Old Man Crowley's been angering up
his cats again.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

What up?
Name's Milo.

MAN: There are deeper rivers of math
than those that flow in a book.

It's just that...
I've been meditating for hours,

and all I've gotten
is the Sports Chillade commercial

stuck in my head.

Sports Chillade!

NICKY: And then it hit me.
I don't want to be a concert violinist.

I was suddenly engulfed
in a whirlwind of fear.

Have I wasted all these years
on a pointless...

Yeah, yeah.
Isn't school great without Milo?

No weird phrasing like "beatboxage."
What are you doing?

Oh, I've been reassigned Milo's locker.

Principal Hickey found out mine
had been filled with custard

since last semester.
[SIGHS]

Apparently, it didn't keep well.

Well, you'd better clear out of here,
or I'll reassign your face to ugly!

This is Milo's locker.
He might come back.

He's gone, Pepper Ann.

Gone like all the crusty custard
in my former locker.

Well, who needs him?
Not me!

Not Pepper Ann Pearson!

MAN: But halfway across the river,
the scorpion stung the frog,

and as they began to drown,
the frog asked the scorpion why he did it.

The scorpion shrugged
his wiry scorpion shoulders and said,

"It is my nature."

So you see, students,
we are who we are.

I could paint a mural
to illustrate that story!

-I think that...
-Milo, don't think. Be!

I be... that I could use watercolors
to capture the river.

Wonderful!

Paint the mural on the most
fantastic canvas of all, your mind!

You shall now meditate on the story
for the next three hours.

Begin.

NICKY: Milo! How was your first day?

It was okay.

To tell you the truth,
I actually sorta missed HMS.

Well, HMS did not miss you!

I had the raddest day!

Oh! Well,

when I said that I missed HMS,
I meant, I missed.

You know, I was aiming for it
with a Zen water balloon slingshot.

You're lucky you're all not soaking wet!

That Zen stuff is gonna wear thinner
than 10-year-old cotton underwear,

and you're gonna come crawling back
to HMS on your knees!

That's it!
Until you two start acting like friends,

I'll have nothing to do
with either of you.

-[CATS GROWLING]
-[NICKY SCREAMING]

Just Milo chillin' out
On the isolated tip

Let us clear our minds
with our rock gardens.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Are you going to use your rocks and rake?

[VASE BREAKS]

-What was that?
-It was an ancient vase.

Now it is nothingness.

I'll go to the principal's...
I mean, Zen-master's office.

Okay, Colonial cats,
we're learning about revolution,

and I'm not talking rpm!

Partner up and I'll kick the assignment.

Suck in that sad sigh, camper!
I've got a partner for you!

Pepper Ann, meet Stuffy,
our new Virtual Partner.

Cool! Is he some sort
of artificially intelligent robo-ape?

No.

Each team will create
a mini colonial newspaper,

describing an event
leading up to the revolution.

The partners with the best paper
will each win a dope, colonial-style hat.

Man, if Milo were here,
he could draw some cool cartoons

for our paper. We'd win.

And what wondrous adventures
we'd have with those hats.

If Milo was here you'd be sitting
with a friend,

instead of a stuffed gorilla.

Hey! Milo bailed, not me!

But you bailed by not giving him
any support.

It's go time, Stuffy!
Milo bailed, not me!

-Milo bailed, not me! Milo...
-It's filled with comic books!

Let's take a walk.

-Why do you feel such shame?
-I feel sorry for breaking the vase.

-Did you mean to do it?
-No!

Then you shouldn't be ashamed
of breaking the vase,

you should simply be sorry
for careless rake handling.

It's perfect.

Now it is perfect.

I feel there is something else
bothering you.

Well, I'm not sure that I belong
at the Semi-Zen Academy.

-I understand.
-But I can't go back to my old school.

I don't understand.

It'll look like I made a mistake, or that
I wasn't innerly peaceful enough, or...

That is what it will look like.
That is not what it will be like.

You mean like when Fuzzy's evil twin Wuzzy
came into town,

and the only way the mayor could tell
the difference between them

was to see with his heart
and not his eyes?

No.

I got a hip-hop-hippity hunch
that Milo's transfer is bothering you.

Bother?

I don't think so. I'm glad he's gone.

Listen, I don't want to max up the mush,
but Milo is your friend.

Can I bust a yarn one time?

I was in the illest rap posse ever.

Me and the guys were friends
since I was a boogaloo shrimp.

We dropped the bass and made rhyme design
our number one crime.

And then, one day I got the call.

I got a gig as the history teach here
in ol' Hazy.

I didn't want to split.
I dug our stone-gold groove,

and the guys were my friends.

But they made me go.

They knew I had the teachies.

We're still tight as ever.

They wanted to see me represent.

They had my back, fully.
You see?

Mr. Finky, I gotta go find Milo.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

MOM: Peppie, there you are!

I need you to chase Clowney Appleseed
out of the tool shed, again!

What's wrong?

[SIGHS]

I've looked everywhere for Milo,
and I can't find him anywhere.

MOM: Peppie, you're sitting on him!

-Hey, P.A.
-Milo! I have been such a jerk...

Ha! I'm the turkey jerky of jerks.

The Semi-Zen academy isn't working out.

The monks selected me for my peace,

but one of the things
that made me peaceful

was being at HMS with you and Nicky.

Like a scorpion must sting,

I must walk the halls
of Hazelnut Middle School.

-I don't care what anyone thinks.
-Thank Fuzzy, you're back!

I'm sorry I thought you bailed.

You didn't, I did. I should have been
more supportive of you. Forgive me?

-[CAT GROWLS]
-I'm glad that's settled.

Nicky! What are you doing here?

I knew I'd find you here,
right about this time,

with all of your differences wrapped up.

-How'd you know that?
-It usually takes about this long.

The time apart was good for me.
I learned to speak Farsi.

Bahai bari Greezy N' Cheezy?

Only if you protect me
from the cotton candy guy, organ grinder,

and the hateful monkey.

Don't worry.
We've got your back.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[THEME SONG ENDS]