01x26 - Teacher's Pet

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♪

(Beeping)

♪ Something tells me

I’ve been dreaming ♪

♪ Of someone who was

never real ♪

♪ It’s seems I’ve changed

a thousand ways ♪

♪ I wish I looked

the way I feel ♪

♪ Braceface

♪ My life gets complicated

♪ Boyfriends

♪ Don’t want to talk about it ♪

♪ Teenage

♪ I’ll work it out in the end ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh

♪ Ah

♪ Ah

♪

♪ Braceface

♪ My life gets complicated

♪ Boyfriends

♪ Don’t want to talk about it ♪

♪ Teenage

♪ I’ll work it out in the end ♪

♪ Braceface

♪

SHARON: Come on, you survived

most of eighth grade, you can

get through a month more of

classes.

MARIA: But the homework thing

is really interfering with my

real life.

Hey, Maria.

Is he serious?

Brock, thanks for saving me a

chair.

Hey!

(Laughing)

Want to practise tonight?

I can’t, I’m doing homework

with Sharon.

Again?

This is becoming a nasty habit,

man, dissing your guy friends

for your girlfriend.

Oh, you’re just mad ’cause

you’re not going out with

anyone.

(Hemming)

I’m happy to announce that

last night Mrs. Morton had a

baby boy.

Oh, that’s great!

Does this mean no homework?

Since Mrs. Morton will be on

maternity leave until the end of

the year, I’d like to introduce

your new substitute teacher, Mr.

Riley.

(Students groaning)

Now, Mr. Riley and I expect

nothing less than your best

behaviour for the next few

weeks.

I’m no art critic, but I

think the young gentleman’s

self-portrait needs work.

(Laughing)

Okay, guys, your first

assignment is called "Let’s get

out of this stuffy classroom."

Gather your stuff and follow me.

All right!

STUDENT: We’re going outside?

STUDENT 2: What’s with this

guy?

STUDENT 3: He’s cool.

Hey, I might drop by tonight

and hit the books with you and

Alden.

Okay.

Good, so maybe Maria can come

over, too, and we can all study

together.

I don’t know if Maria would

be so into it.

Sure she would.

Tell her to give the old

Brock-meister a chance.

I’m a good guy, not to mention

an awesome guitar player.

Fine.

I’ll ask.

Okay, guys, Mrs. Morton left

me this note saying you had an

oral book report due this week,

but I don’t know who’s reporting

on what.

So, I thought it would be fun to

act out the titles of books or

authors in a game of charades.

Lame-o.

Well, hey, at least we’re

outside.

RILEY: Who wants to go first?

Anyone?

I’ll go.

Mine’s due tomorrow, anyway.

Ah, thank you.

Um, okay.

I’m doing the author’s name.

SHARON: Second word, first

syllable.

Sounds like--

STUDENTS: Yawning, sleepy.

Eating, tired.

Shrugging, snoring?

Sounds like snore.

Like this game.

(Laughing)

SHARON: Second syllable!

STUDENTS: Raking, hoeing,

strumming.

Well!

Well, snore-well, Orwell.

George Orwell!

1984 by George Orwell?

Good job!

You’re awesome.

Thanks for going first.

I really appreciate your

enthusiasm.

Thanks.

I can’t wait to see your

final report tomorrow.

This was fun.

Now I might even read the book.

(Chuckling)

Who’s next?

STUDENTS: Me, me, me.

I’ll go next, I’ll go next.

(School bell ringing)

So, do you want to come over

tonight and study with Alden and

Brock?

Not!

I’m going to stay home and start

my project.

Ooh, teacher’s pet.

Takes one to know one.

(Bell dinging)

RILEY: Hey, Maria!

Hey, Sharon!

SHARON: Was that Mr. Riley?

That was so cool!

Did you check out his dirt bike?

It’s a Groper 6000.

I’d k*ll to have that model.

Brock has a bike.

Yeah, his probably has

training wheels.

♪

So, what do you think about

Mr. Riley?

I’m right here, you don’t

have to yell.

He’s okay.

What do you think?

That Maria has a crush on

him!

Why won’t she just give Brock

a chance?

He’s a little closer to her age.

That’s for sure.

(Doorbell ringing)

Maria!

We were just talking about you!

You were?

I’m so excited you decided to

come.

Hey, call Brock.

I’m not here to hang out.

I’m here to borrow a skirt for

tomorrow.

What’s tomorrow?

My book report in front of

the whole class, remember?

But you never wear skirts!

I’ve never had a reason to

before!

Uh oh, this is serious.

♪

(Chuckling)

Hey, you didn’t call.

Yeah, I wonder why.

I guess Maria wasn’t into

studying with me last night.

No, it’s not that.

She’s just a little, um,

distracted right now.

What, am I not outdoorsy

enough for her or something?

No, it’s-- it’s--

It’s what?

Tell it to me straight.

Do I have a chance with her?

It was hard to believe Brock

was really into having a

serious girlfriend.

Overnight he’d gone from being

the bratty class clown to a

lovesick puppy.

I was actually starting to feel

sorry for him.

Sure, you never know.

Really?

Excellent, man!

I mean, woman.

I’m going to write a song for

her, show her I mean business.

A song?

♪

Okay, the skirt’s mine, but

where did you get those shoes?

MARIA: My sister’s closet.

Aren’t they cool?

They’re so-- so high!

How do I look?

Amazing.

But let me fix your lip gloss.

You hate it.

No, it’s just smeared a

little bit.

There, perfect.

You think Mr. Riley will

think so?

Definitely.

And this is what it would

feel like to be watched by Big

Brother.

(Laughing)

Big Brother watches your every

move, even when you’re sleeping.

(Laughing)

This is the reality George

Orwell created in his timeless

classic 1984.

Thank you.

Yeah!

Woo-hoo!

All right!

Excellent job, Maria!

Listen up.

If you guys want A’s on your

projects, you should put the

same thought and imagination

into them as Maria just did.

(Bell ringing)

People, don’t forget, open house

tonight.

I’m looking forward to meeting

those brave people who’ve raised

you up to this point.

Did you see the way he

clapped?

It was loud, right?

Like he really meant it.

Totally.

You heard him, you got an "A" on

the spot.

Can you believe he

complimented me in front of

everyone?

You deserved it.

But I almost died when he put

his hands on my shoulders.

It totally gave me the chills!

Could you tell?

No, you looked completely

calm.

Wow, what does it feel like to

have all these guys think you’re

awesome?

What guys?

Mr. Riley, Brock--

Ew!

Maybe you should just give

him a chance, then we could all

hang out.

Like Lucy and Ricky and Fred and

Ethel.

What are you talking about?

You can’t just force yourself to

like someone, Sharon.

Mr. Riley and I have a

connection.

But he’s old, really old,

like 25 or something.

So?

I guess I like mature guys.

Brock matures more every

year.

Ew!

Gross!

Loosen up.

Yeah, really mature.

Hey, Wong, wrote a little

something for you.

♪ What starts with an "M" and

ends in an "A" ♪

♪ No it’s not my ma,

it’s Maria ♪

Is this a joke?

It’s cute.

It’s lame!

He wrote you a song.

Just give him a chance.

What do you think Riley’s

gonna wear to the open house

tonight?

Do you think he’ll be in

teacher’s clothes or his normal

ones?

Wait, what am I gonna wear

tonight?

SHARON: What was happening to

Maria?

Was it possible that she was

becoming even girlier than me?

Sharon, come here, I need

your help.

Coming.

It’s so weird being at school at

night.

Don’t you think Mr. Riley

looks handsome in a tie?

SHARON: He looks the same as

he did this afternoon.

MARIA: Oh, my God, he’s about

to meet my parents!

Please let them act cool, or at

least normal.

Mr. and Mrs. Wong, I’ve got

to tell you what a joy it is

having Maria in my class.

She’s very smart, creative, and

outgoing.

A real inspiration to everyone.

Oh, I wouldn’t be doing so

well if-- if you weren’t such a

good teacher.

Aw, you’re making me blush.

Oh, it’s true.

I was never really into English

until now.

I was really starting to

believe that Riley liked Maria

as much as she liked him.

Is this possible?

Dude, Maria’s never gonna be

into me.

She didn’t even say anything

about the song.

ALDEN: I’m starting to get

the feeling she likes older,

more mature guys.

Maybe you need to act more like

Mr. Riley.

Are you serious?

I have to start acting like a

substitute teacher?

No, doofus.

Not like a teacher, like an

older guy.

Listen, you just need another

opportunity to impress her.

Why don’t you meet me and Sharon

at Lifecycles tomorrow after

school.

I’ll make sure Sharon brings

Maria.

Hey!

Okay, here he is.

At least he’s trying.

Hi, Brock.

Hello, Sharon.

What did you say to him?

MARIA: Sorry I’m late.

I was helping Mr. Riley with

tomorrow’s lesson plan.

Are you okay, Maria?

You know, I really think I’m

in love.

Wait a minute.

Like-love or love-love?

I’m talking love-love.

Maria, may I buy you a

smoothie?

No thanks.

What’s wrong with your chin?

Would you like to join me

next door to listen to CDs?

No thanks.

Would you like to come over

and hear the latest song I

recorded?

That would be a no thanks.

Um, so, Maria--

What’s on the lesson plan for

tomorrow?

Sorry, I promised I wouldn’t

tell.

Holy moly!

What’s with all the reading

material?

Extra credit for English.

Chill, this is lunchtime.

Love has no boundaries.

Maria, you don’t even know

his first name!

Mr. Riley, uh, hi.

Hey, you guys, mind if I join

you?

There was nothing more uncool

than being seen with a teacher

at lunch, and here was Maria

wanting him to sit next to her!

She was definitely in deep with

this one.

We were just leaving.

You coming, Maria?

You go ahead.

I’ll catch up with you in a

minute.

So, Maria, what are you doing

on Saturday?

Nothing!

I mean, besides studying for

English.

I’d love for you to meet me

at Chez Rene’s for lunch, say

oneish?

Chez Rene?

I’d-- I’d love to.

Don’t spread it around,

though.

I don’t want anyone to be

jealous.

By the way, the reservation’s

under my full name, Chris Riley.

Chris.

His name’s Chris.

Wow.

♪

There you are.

You’re lucky Hophoff didn’t

notice you were late.

Okay, I have to tell you

something, but you have to swear

you won’t tell anyone.

Let me guess, Riley asked you

to marry him?

MARIA: Close.

Mr. Riley-- I mean, Chris-- is

taking me to Chez Rene tomorrow.

(Panting)

What?

It’s true.

Isn’t that kind of weird?

Well, what’s weird about it?

He likes me, we’re gonna hang

out.

(Grunting)

But meeting outside of

school?

I mean, he is our English

teacher.

Can’t you just be happy for

me, Sharon?

Someone who I like likes me

right back, and all I have to do

is be myself.

Yourself?

The Maria Wong I know has never

worn a skirt in her life.

What are you trying to say,

that I look bad in skirts?

That’s not what I mean.

But your hair.

Even I didn’t know how much hair

you had.

What, it looks better up?

No, I’m just saying--

Sharon, I have been listening

to you go on about Alden

forever, and now I finally found

someone special who thinks I’m

special back, and you can’t

handle it.

Five hundred fifty-four, six

hundred.

SHARON: I wanted to be happy

for Maria, I really did, but

something about all this felt

too weird.

I needed a second opinion.

Let’s say someone said they’d

take you to Chez Rene’s.

What would you think?

It would be a huge deal!

It’s the fanciest restaurant in

Elkford!

My mom told me about these cool

desserts they have called

Flaming Eddies that--

What if I told you someone

we know is going there with

someone else we know who happens

to be our English teacher?!

Maria Wong and Riley?!

(Shushing)

So, what do you think?

I don’t know.

Well, just don’t say anything

to anyone, okay?

Sure thing.

Uh, I have to tell you

something, but you have to keep

it to yourself.

What?

I heard from a reliable

source that Riley’s taking Maria

out.

Whoa!

No way, man!

If you’re really interested--

BROCK: I am!

Then you’d better step up and

show her you care.

He’s taking her Chez Rene’s

tomorrow.

Cool, they’ve got those

Flaming Eddies.

Wait, isn’t that restaurant the

most expensive place in town?

Exactly, dude!

You’re gonna have to figure out

a way to top that one.

I don’t have that kind of

money.

It’s not about money.

You gotta prove that you’re

better for her than Mr. Riley.

I hated leaving things on a

bad note with Maria, and worse,

I hated not talking to her

about it.

I was her best friend, wasn’t I

allowed to voice my concerns?

Answer.

(Cell phone ringing)

Not now, Sharon.

I don’t know, Samson,

something doesn’t feel right.

Adam, would you think it’s weird

if a really old guy was

interested in a girl, say, my

age?

What are you getting at?

What if a teacher asked a

student to meet him at Chez

Rene’s for lunch today?

Okay, that’s totally creepy!

A teacher taking a student out

to the nicest restaurant in

town?

Sharon, are you the student in

this scenario?

No, no, not me.

Because if you were, it’s my

duty as your brother to tell you

that that’s completely crossing

the line.

This guy should be locked up if

he’s hitting on you.

It’s not me, it’s Maria and

our English sub.

If what you’re saying is

true, then what this guy is

doing is totally ill*gal.

Listen, if I were you, I’d be

making sure Maria’s okay.

You’re right!

What was I thinking?

ADAM: Hey!

I meant after you finished the

dishes!

♪

ALDEN: You gotta prove that

you’re better for her than

Mr. Riley.

Oh, Brock, you are the man.

Get lost, Riley, you have

nothing over Brock.

♪

SHARON: Excuse me, is there a

table reserved for Mr. Riley?

I’m here to meet him.

MARIA: Hey!

RILEY: I’m so grateful you

gave up your Saturday for me.

MARIA: Um, yeah, me too.

RILEY: Have you ever been

here?

No, but I’ve heard about

their desserts.

Excuse me.

I’m worried this table isn’t

going to be big enough.

SHARON: I was dying to know

what was going on up there.

Like, why did Mr. Riley want a

bigger table?

And why did Maria’s feet reek

so bad?

What do you say we order a

bunch of Flaming Eddies for the

table?

Wow, you’re sweet tooth’s as

big as mine.

It’s my way of saying thanks.

Thanks?

What was he thanking her for?

RILEY: Sorry.

MARIA: Sorry.

BOTH: It’s okay.

What are you thinking?

You can’t even unicycle.

You’re right.

I must have lost it for a

minute.

Playing the guitar does that to

me sometimes.

ALDEN: You’ll come up with

something else, man.

You will, and it won’t be such a

bogus idea.

Hi, Mr. Riley.

RILEY: Glad you could make

it.

BOY: Wow, this place is

great.

BOY 2: Hey, move over!

GIRL: Is there room for me?

Hey.

Oh, Max, good to see you.

Thanks for coming.

It means so much to me that you

all came today.

As you know, I work at a bunch

of schools.

As far as I’m concerned, you

guys are the best and brightest

from all my classes.

I’ve invited you here today in

the hope of recruiting you guys

as tutors for my new project,

the Volunteer Literacy Program.

KIDS: Wow!

MAX: Awesome.

RILEY: Oh, no!

Pour some water on it.

RILEY: Everyone back.

There’s something under

there.

It’s okay, kids.

Ah!

Sharon?

What are you doing here?

I don’t know.

I was worried, I guess.

Well, looks like you have

nothing to be worried about.

I’m glad.

MARIA: I’m so embarrassed.

Don’t be.

I thought he liked me.

He does.

Me, only me.

Love-like, not I-want-you-and-

26-other-students-to-be-a-part-

of-my-project like.

Listen, you’ll make a great

tutor.

Yeah, maybe.

So?

So, before you met Mr. Riley,

that wasn’t even in the cards.

Just think of what he’s given

you.

Since when were you an

optimist?

Since you needed me to be

one.

Thanks.

(Laughing)

If you let go, I’m gonna fall

on my face!

Don’t worry, I’m not letting

go.

SHARON: Aah!

ALDEN: Hey!

Okay, I have to admit, this

is fun.

See?

I told you to give him a chance.

It was all his idea.

MARIA: He’s not the best

part, believe me.

It’s the four of us hanging out.

I don’t know, it just works.

So, any chance of like-love

with Brock?

Not really like-love,

definitely not love-love.

More like barely tolerate.

SHARON: Okay, that’s a start.

♪