Minor Details (2009) - full transcript

Mom, It's Okay.

I'm Going To Be Fine.

The School Looks Great.

Oh, My Gosh!

You're Just Saying That

To Make Me Feel Better.

Yeah, But Is It Working?

I'll Write You Every Week,

And I'll Get Straight A's, Okay?

Well, It's Okay

That You Write Me Every Week,



But You Don't Have To Worry

About Those Straight A's.

But I Will. I Promise.

All Right.

Take A Deep Breath.

Here We Go.

I Wonder Whose Car This Is.

Boy:

That Would Be Me.

Well, Actually, It's My Dad's

Car.

- I Am Really Sorry.

- We Will Pay For The Damage.

I Have My Allowance.



- It's Just A Little Scratch.

Ethan! Hey, Ethan!

Hey.

Girl 2:

Hey, Guys! Wait Up!

Girl 1:

Don't Look Now.

- Hi, Guys!

- Oh, Emily!

Didn't Hear You.

How Was Your Summer?

I Got Chicken Pox And Poison

Ivy.

Well,

Hope You Didn't Scratch.

Wouldn't Want To Get Scars

On That Pretty Little Face Of

Yours.

You're Trying To Butter Me Up!

Me?

No Way!

Go Make Some Friends.

Hey, Ethan.

Hey, Abby.

How Was Your Summer?

It Was Great.

The Cruise Was Awesome.

Cool. You'll Have To Tell Me

All About It.

- Maybe After Class?

- Sure.

Oh, This Is...

Um, Paige.

I'm Emily. Principal's Daughter.

I Rule This Place. Right, Ethan?

Of Course You Do, Emily.

Here, Let Me Help You With Your.

Then I Can Show You The Dorms.

- See You Later, Abby.

- Bye.

She's Kind Of Frumpy, Don't You

Think?

No, I Think She's Kind Of Cute.

Looks Like Ethan Does, Too.

You Think Every Girl Is Cute.

So?

Girl:

This Wind Is Killing My Hair.

Oh, I'm Sorry.

That's Okay.

Um, I'm Looking For Dorm Number

9.

I'm Number 6.

You New?

You Guessed, Huh?

Yeah. You Look Like Me,

Terrified.

I'm Claire.

Paige.

[Radio Plays In The Background

]

Oh, It's You.

Guess We're Roommates.

Great.

And You Are?

I'm Claire. Number 6.

Let Me See.

You're Number 6,

And You're My New Roommate.

I Have The Top Two Drawers,

But You Can Have The Bottom One,

And I Have A Lot Of Things, So

I'm Going To Need More Closet

Space.

Is That Okay With You?

See You.

I Feel Your Pain, Mrs.

Meneskie.

Saying Good-Bye

Is Always The Hardest Part,

But We'll Take Care Of Sean.

This Is The List Of Foods

My Seanie Is Allergic To.

That's A Long List.

Yes, I Know.

Is It Only Food, Or Are There

Other Things He's Allergic To?

Food, Mold, Plants, You Name It.

Except Animals.

You Don't Know That, Dear.

You've Never Had A Pet.

And You Never Will.

I Played With The Neighbor's Do.

If He Eats Anything On This Lis,

He'll Have A... Reaction.

What Kind Of... A Reaction?

It Will Be One Of Three Things:

Hives, Hurling, Or Hacking.

You'll Have Exactly One Minute

To Stick This In Him,

Or Else We're In Deep Trouble.

Don't Worry, It Doesn't Hurt..

.

...Much.

Hello?

You Nearly Scared Me To Death!

- Sorry, I Knocked.

- My Fault. Didn't Hear You.

Guess We're Roommates.

Actually, You're In The Wrong

Room.

This Is 6, And You've Got

Number 9.

It's Down The Hall About Three.

That's Abby's Room.

I Can Introduce You If You Want.

We've Been Introduced.

I Don't Think Abby Likes Me.

Besides, There's Another Girl

In There.

Really? Abby? That's Weird.

She's Usually Pretty Friendly.

Okay, Then.

We'll Be Roommates.

So Glad I Don't Have

Princess Riley Again.

Princess Riley?

I Knew This Place Was Fancy,

But I Didn't Know

A Princess Was Enrolled Here.

Oh, She's Only A Princess

In Her Own Mind.

Perfect!

Do You Get This?

No.

Anyway, We're Never

Going To Need This Stuff,

And We're Famous Models,

So Who Cares?

My Dad, That's Who.

If I Don't Get An A In This

Class,

He Won't Pay

For That Model Camp Next Summer.

He Says He's Broke.

Parents Always Say Stuff Like

That.

I Know.

But The Other Day I Heard My Pas

Talking About His Job.

He's Not Doing So Good.

He'll Get The Money,

And Then We'll Be Famous.

Holly Jackson And Mia Maxwell,

Supermodels.

Love It!

Oh, Too Much Sulfur, Girls.

Now It's Going To Smell Like Soe

Left A Hundred Eggs In A Trunk

During The Summer.

Don't Get Any Of That Stuf

On My Jacket. It's New.

That's Why We Wear These.

I'd Rather Die.

Hey, Check Out That Skirt

Mia's Wearing.

I Have To Find Out Where She

Got That.

This Is Gonna Be A Very Long

Year.

I'm Gonna Scream!

What Now?

Paige!

She Thinks She Knows Everything!

- And You Know What?

- What?

She Doesn't. That's What.

What Did She Do Now?

She Joined The Soccer Team.

I'm On The Soccer Team.

What's Wrong With That?

Only Everything!

She Doesn't Even Know

How To Play Soccer.

She Even Asked Me

Why The Ball Was Black And

White.

She's Trying

To Join Every Club In The

School.

Who's She Trying To Impress?

What Is Her Problem?!

Maybe She Just Wants

To Be Good At Everything.

Well, She Can't Be.

You're Welcome.

Thanks.

Please Tell Me

She's Not Coming This Way.

Abb Y:

She's Not, Is She?

She Is, Isn't She?

- No, Don't Tell Me.

- Abby, Relax!

- It's Going To Be Okay.

- Easy For You To Say!

You Don't Have To Teach Her

How To Dribble!

Did You Drop Something?

Um, No. I'm Fine.

Um, Just Like To Make Sure

The Cafeteria Floors Are Clean.

We Don't Want Anyone Getting Si,

Do We?

Soap Opera Actor:

^Imy Darling...

^I... My Little Flower.

^Ihow L Love You!

^Ihow L Long For Your Embrace!

It Was Ragweed.

Uh-Huh.

"Lt Is My Fault!"

- Take These.

If You Don't Feel Better,

Then Come Back.

After 4:00.

All Of Them?

No. Just The Green Ones.

Oh.

Okay.

Thanks.

Don't Mention It.

Ew! I Think You Actually

Touched Me!

I'm Sorry.

Gross!

It's The Ragweed.

You're The Only Weed Around

Here.

- Hey, You Okay, Sean?

- Yeah.

Fine, Thanks.

Why Do You Have To Be So Mean?

Because It's Fun.

Hey, Mom.

He Did What?

Mia:

No Way. Is He All Right?

And It Worked?

Oh, Oh, Okay. That's Enough. Yu.

Too Much Information.

Get Some Of Those Childproof

Locks.

I Don't Know.

Maybe A Cage To Stuff Him In.

Of Course I Care.

Well, I Gotta Go. Bye, Mom.

What Happened?

Little Brothers. Spare Me!

- What Did He Do?

- Yeah. What Did He Do?

Is There An Echo In Here?

Uh, Must Be.

Dribbles, Dribbles, Left, Right!

Whoa!

That's Not Good.

- You Need Some Help?

- Yeah, Sure. Thanks.

Oscar Is Going To Kill Me.

Come On. We're Going

To Be Late For Soccer Practice.

All Right, Girls.

Our First Game Is In Two Weeks,

And I Want Everybody In Shape.

And You Know What That Means:

Eating Healthy,

Getting Plenty Of Sleep,

And Most Important,

Drinking Lots Of Water, Okay?

Hydrate, Hydrate, Hydrate!

- Thank You, Emily.

- You're Welcome.

Okay. Make Sure You Stretch

Those Muscles In Your Legs

First,

And Then Go Twice Around The

Field.

And I'm Going To Watch For The S

That Give 100 Percent.

Those Will Be The Girls

That Make First String.

Let's Go. Go!

Bend Your Legs, Stretch Them,

And Be Happy!

I Hope I Make First String.

Me Too.

The Only String You'll Need Is A

String To Keep Up Those Ratty

Shorts.

Give Me The Ball!

Over Here!

Do You Mind?!

I'm Sorry.

You Should Be.

Way To Go, Mia.

What?

You're Being Just As Mean

As Mia Is.

I Am Not.

Can You At Least Try To Be Nice?

Even If It's Only On The

Surface.

Okay.

- I'll Try.

- Thanks.

Claire!

Mm-Hmm. Mm-Hmm.

Very Nice.

Whoa, Whoa! Fruit? That's It?

Fruit Makes Me Hurl.

- Nice Visual, Emily.

- I Thought So.

How About Some Fried Chicken?

No?

Biscuits?

Pie!

Pizza?

Next Week, Okay?

I'm Trying Out For Head Cheerler

This Afternoon.

No More Junk Food.

I Need Lots Of Energy.

Are You Calling My Food Junk?

Just The Fried Stuff.

I Adore Your Food.

You Know I Do.

You're Forgiven.

Move It Out!

Come Sit With Us, Paige.

Can I Sit With You Guys?

Sorry, We're Talking About Girl

Stuff.

Emily:

But I'm A Girl.

Yeah, But You're A Little Girl.

I May Be Little,

But I've Got A Big Mouth.

Health Food?

Gag Me.

Do You Want To Get Some Snacks

From The Vending Machines?

I Do! I Do! I Do!

Not Happening!

I'm Gonna Go Tell The Principal!

Sorry. I'm Broke.

My Dad Put A Stop Payment

On My Allowance.

No Worries.

Look What I've Got.

We Can Get Whatever We Want

Whenever We Want.

Where'd You Get That?

- That's For Me To Know.

- Isn't That Stealing?

You're Such A Goody-Goody!

Taylor, Do You Want To Go Work

On Your Cheer Routine After

Class?

Okay. Thanks.

You Are Trying Out?

Uh-Huh. Why?

Just Wondering.

You Know I'm Going To Be Head Cr

Again, Just Like Always, Right?

Don't Listen To Her.

You'll Make It.

I Hope So.

Don't You Ever Get Tired Of

Reading?

No. Not Really.

Do You Like This One,

Or Do You Like This One?

Mm, That One.

Okay.

Remember This Morning

When Brad Knocked All That Stuff

Onto The Floor?

Now, Where Are

Those Dark Purple Shoes?

I Found This.

I Think It Was On The Bulletin

Board.

So? It Is A Bulletin Board, You

Know.

But Read It.

"Cheerleaders Are Ick,

And They're Going To Get Sick.

Signed, A Friend."

What Does It Mean?

What Do You Mean,

"What Does It Mean"?

It's Just A Dumb Note.

So, You Don't Think It's Real?

Claire, You Read

Too Many Mystery Stories.

It's Probably Just Emily.

She Loves To Pull Pranks

On Everybody.

She's Annoying,

But She's Completely Harmless.

Coach:

Nice Job, Girls!

Very Nice!

Are You Okay, Coach Hallows?

Me? I'm Fine. Why?

Never Mind.

Yeah, Just...

"Go Danforth"!

Hey, Um, Taylor,

I Can Tell You've Been Working

On Your Routine.

Nice.

Keep It Up! Keep It Up!

Okay, Thanks. I Will.

"Okay, Coach Hallo.

Whatever You Say, Coach

Hallows."

Coach Really Likes You, Taylor.

Really? You Think So?

Yeah. I Saw Her Watching You A

Lot.

How Can You Tell Who She's Watc?

She's Half Blind.

Anyway, She Always Feels Sorry

For The Underdog.

- Woof, Woof!

- You're Just Jealous.

Oh, Please!

You Do Know My Father

Made A Sizable Donation

To The Academy This Year,

Don't You?

Coach Hallows Is Going To Pick

The Best Girl For Head

Cheerleader,

The One Who Works The Hardest.

Don't Listen To Them. Come On.

Let's Go.

Oh-Ho!

Excellent!

A Clean Kitchen Is A Happy

Kitchen!

Yes, Sergeant.

How Did That Routine Go Again?

I Don't Know.

I Totally Messed Up That Cheer.

Yeah.

So, How Did Tryouts Go?

Okay, I Guess.

I Am Going To Totally Blame Youf

Riley Makes Head Cheerleader

Again.

It's Hard Enough Passing Her

In The Hallway

With Her Head As Big As It Is.

I'll Try My Best.

Hey, Why The Kitchen Duty?

What Gross And Infantile Thing

Did You Do This Time?

You Don't Want To Know.

Trust Me.

Oh, I Totally Messed Up

On My Routine.

You Did Okay. Really.

Yeah. I'm Sure The Coach

Didn't Even Notice When You..

. Fell.

Do You Really Think So?

Yeah. They Were Much Too Busy

Watching Riley's Cradle Catch

To See What The Rest Of Us

Were Doing.

That Was Amazing.

I Know. I Saw It.

Maybe Riley

Won't Make It This Year.

You Never Know.

Miracles Do Happen.

Only In Movies.

Are You Okay, Vanessa?

Oh, I Don't Feel So Good.

I Think I'm Gonna...

Hey, Wait For Me!

Nice Try Today, Taylor,

But Not Quite Good Enough, I

Think.

Not Even Close.

Oh, But Don't Worry.

My Parents Are Thinking

Of Sending Me To Eastridge Next

Year,

So Maybe Then.

Is This Room Swaying?

Oh!

Oh...

Hey! You Look Pretty Bad.

Thanks.

Here, Take This.

No! No! No, Not On The Floor!

Here You Go.

Take Some Of These.

I Need Help! Somebody! Stat!

Oh! Burn.

Nurse Betty:

^Il Need Help In Here! Help!

That Sounds Interesting.

Nurse Betty:

^Ihello? Somebody!

Should We?

I Think We Should.

You Poor Thing.

All In Your Hair.

- This Is Freaky.

- What Are You Talking About?

Remember, The Note About All

The Cheerleaders Getting Sick?

Claire, It's Just A Coincidence.

Don't Just Stand There!

Go Get Oscar!

[Romantic Music

Plays Via Headphones]

You Know It's Real, Baby.

[Switches Music To Jazz Fusion

]

What Y'all Want?

- We Need A Mop.

- And A Bucket.

What For?

Lots Of Kids Are Sick.

After Hours, Though.

Not My Job.

Nurse Betty Sent Us To Get You.

Bucket.

Mop.

[Switches Back To Romantic

Track]

Where's Oscar?

He Said It Was After Hours.

What?!

If I Have To Work Overtime,

So Does He!

I'll Be Right Back.

After Hours!

I'll Show Him After Hours!

I'm Missing The Season Premiere

Of My Favorite Show!

Nurse Betty:

Let's Go, Emily!

I'm On It!

[Tv Show Plays In The

Background]

You Look Really Bad.

So I've Been Told.

We Need To Talk To You. Now.

- Now?

Now.

Here. Look At This.

Where Did You Get It?

We Found It On The Bulletin Boa.

We Thought It Was Some Kind Of

Joke.

Emily Pulling A Prank Or

Something.

- Maybe It's A Coincidence.

- That's What I Said.

Or Maybe Some Type

Of Food Poisoning.

Taylor:

No. Think About It.

We All Ate Dinner In The Cafete,

And Only The Cheerleaders Got

Sick.

I'm Still Not Feeling So Good,

So If You Guys Wouldn't Mind.

Hope You Feel Better.

See You, Paige.

Night.

Hello. Danforth Academy.

It's For You.

Hello. Danforth Academy.

Principal Littman Speaking.

Yes, There Was Some Sort Of Bug,

But No Need To Worry.

Everyone Is Back To Normal

Today.

Uh...

Yes, Yes, Of Course.

No Food Poisoning.

No, Absolutely Not.

Okay. Okay.

Thank You. Bye-Bye.

Hello. Danforth Academy.

This Is Principal Littman

Speaking.

No, Everyone Is Just Fine Today.

I Will! Thank You.

Okay. Bye-Bye.

I'm Telling You, It's Just A

Virus.

Whatever.

I've Got A Feeling

This Isn't Over Yet.

And I've Got A Feeling...

...That I'm Ready To Greet

The Day.

Ready, Okay?

Chanting In Unison:

We Are Danforth!

Red, Black, And Blue!

We Are Danforth!

Red, Black, And Blue!

Coach:

Last Time!

We Are Danforth!

Red, Black, And Blue!

Riley Is So Good.

Oh...

She Has A Private Coach.

Why?

What's Wrong With Coach Hallows?

No Comment.

Good Job!

Riley... I Like It!

Good. I'm Glad.

Couldn't Have Done It Without

You.

Oh, Really?

Of Course. I Mean, Without Yourp

I Wouldn't Have Been So Great.

- Thank You.

- That Was Awesome!

Thank You.

- Guys, That Was Really Cool.

Thank You.

You Mind Showing Me How To Do

It?

- Oh, Yeah.

- Sure, Yeah. Totally.

So, Looks Like She's Going To Be

Head Cheerleader Again.

Vanessa...

- Sorry, I--

- That's Okay.

Uh, Salt.

So, How's The Future

Miss Head Cheerleader?

Me?

Sorry, But...

...She's The Girl.

It'll Be All Right.

Don't You Give Up.

What's Up?

It's Over. I Know It.

Look At Riley's Face.

She Knows It, Too.

All Right. Very Good Job, Girls.

Hydrate, Hydrate!

Very Good.

Hydrate, Hydrate!

All Right. Very Good.

Come On In. Come On In.

Gather Round.

Good, Good.

Very Impressive Today, Girls.

I'm Very Proud Of You.

And, Paige, You Did

A Very Wonderful Job.

You Keep That Up,

You'll Make First String In No

Time.

Where Did You Learn

To Dribble Like That?

From Watching Me, Of Course.

He's Right.

You Did Awesome Today.

How Many Goals Did You Score?

- I Lost Count.

- It Was Five.

Is That To Your Mom?

Yes, And It's Private.

Oh. Sorry.

Hey, Tell Her Thanks

For The Care Package.

That Was Really Nice.

She Sent You A Care Package?!

What Was In It?

Cookies, Candy And Stuff.

No Fair.

Why Did She Send You One?

Because He Didn't Freak Out

When I Scratched His Car.

Hey!

So, What's So Interesting?

It's A Book

About Unsolved Mysteries.

Cool!

Like Aliens And Ufos And Stuff?

No. Like Alfred Hitchcock.

Who?

^Ithe Birds... Rear Window...

- You Like Hitchcock?

- Doesn't Everyone?

Oh, Yeah, And When

He Sang "Imagine"...

- I Know, It Was So Good.

- It Was So Good.

- Did You Like The First One?

- I Thought The First One--

Don't Look Now!

What?

I Said, "Don't Look"!

I Knew She Liked Him.

Looks Like The Feeling's Mutual.

- Same With Brad.

- Whatever.

Let's Just Get Out Of Here.

I Mean, I Have To Go Wash Lab Ds

For Professor Plume Anyway.

Do You Want To Come Help Me?

Do I Have A Choice?

Not Really.

Ethan:

What Are You Guys Doing?

Abby, You're Getting

Your Clothes All Dirty.

That's So Not You.

You're Going To Need This.

Hey.

You Need Any Help?

If We All Work Together,

We Can Get It Done A Lot Faster.

Besides, I Need The Volunteer Hs

For Extra Credit.

Claire, Will You Go Pick Up

Some Dirty Dishes?

All Right.

Okay.

All Right, Class! Come To Order!

Yes, Sir, Professor!

Stop It!

Look!

"If You Play Soccer,

You'd Better Beware.

It's Your Turn To Hurl."

That Doesn't Even Rhyme.

For Evidence.

Why Are You Gathered

Around My Desk?

We're Just Cleaning It Up For

You.

You Know How You Love

A Clean Desk.

Oh.

Uh, Good.

And Clean The Floor, Would You,,

And Put The Peanuts In The

Beaker.

I'll Eat Them Later.

What Looks Healthy?

It's A Snack Machine, Paige.

I Know.

I'm Just Worried That The Food

In The Cafeteria Is

Contaminated,

And I Don't Want To Take That

Chance.

Y'all Better Clean Up This

Trash.

But We Didn't Make This Mess.

I Don't Care. Pick It Up.

It's Not My Job

To Clean Up After Y'all.

So, What "Is" His Job?

All Right. Keep On Kicki!

Kick It High!

Oh, Good, Good!

Run, Run, Run! Come On!

Use Those Leg Muscles Of Yours.

I Hope You Stretched Them.

Good. Kick It.

Good. Keep On Running.

Run Around In A Circle.

Get The Ball Into The Goal.

That Is The Purpose Of Soccer.

Come On, Come On!

Good, Get The Ball Back In!

No, No, No.

Why Are You Stopping?

Why Are You Stopping?

Did You Not Drink Water?

Come On. I Can Bring Water To

You.

Paige:

You Keep That In Your Bag?

Yeah. After The Cheerleaders Go.

Want Some?

Thanks.

No, Thanks.

Not After Your Lips Have Been

On It.

- You Really Should Take It, Abb.

- No.

Suit Yourself.

That Stuff Really Works.

I Don't Feel Sick Anymore.

I Officially Call This Meeting

To Order.

Don't... Please. My Head Stil.

It's Not A Gavel.

Doesn't Matter.

Okay, Here's What We Know:

We Have Two Notes

Targeting Two Different Groups,

And Everybody Gets Sick.

Tell Us Something We Don't Know.

You Know, I Don't Feel So Good.

I'm Gonna Go Back To My Room.

Why Are You Being So Rude?

I'm Not.

Yeah, You Are.

Okay. Sorry.

Don't Tell Us. Tell Paige.

Paige...

Look, I'm Really Sorry.

You Were Right, And I Was...

I Was Wrong.

Something's Up,

And If We Work Together,

We Can Figure Out Who's Doing

It.

Okay.

And If You And Ethan Are A Coup,

Then I Can Deal With It.

What?

You And Ethan.

Huh?

We Saw You And Claire Under

The Tree Today With Brad And

Ethan.

Ethan Was Just Being Friendly.

Wait, So You And Ethan

And Brad And Claire Aren't...?

Well...

No, I'm Just Kidding.

Anyways, I Think He Likes You.

You Do?

Why Do You Think That?

Wouldn't You Like To Know!

Yeah! Tell Me!

Paige! Come On!

Stop! Tell Me! Please?

Wait! Paige, You Have To Tell

Me!

Tell You What?

Nothing.

So, You Guys Are Good?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, Let's Get Back To

Business.

Somebody's Making Everybody

Sick,

And We Have To Figure Out Who,

Why, And How They're Doing It.

Whoever's Doing This

Is Doing It For A Reason.

They're Getting Something Out

Of It.

It's Not Just Random.

What Does Anybody Have To Gain

By Making Everybody Sick?

I Don't Know... Yet.

Let's List The Possible Suspects

And Their Motives.

You First.

Okay.

Sean.

Sean? Our Cute, Nerdy Sean?

- Mm-Hmm.

- No Way.

Come On. Think About It.

It Makes Sense.

He's Always Getting Sick,

And Everyone's Always

Making Fun Of Him For It.

Maybe He Just Wants

To Even The Score,

Show Everyone Else How It Feels.

Okay, Sean.

Motive, Equality.

What About Ethan?

It's Not Ethan.

Taylor:

Why Not?

It Just Isn't. That's Why.

What About Brad?

He Didn't Get Sick.

- It's Not Brad.

- Why Not?

It Just Isn't. That's Why.

Okay. Not Brad.

Emily Littman?

Yeah. She's Always Wanting

To Be With The Older Kids.

And She's The Queen Of Pranks.

Sean, Emily...

Anybody Else?

Professor Plume?

No Way!

That Last Note Was

On His Whiteboard.

And He Always Freaks Out

If We Have To Leave The Class

Early

For Any Club Activities.

Last Year When We Had

The State Soccer Finals,

He Gave Me A D Because

I Turned In My Assignment Late.

Was It My Fault That My Team Ned

Me To Help Win The Championship?

Yeah, You're Right.

He Has Motive And Opportunity.

He Could Easily Come Up

With Some Nasty Potion

To Make The Whole School Sick.

Uh, Nurse Betty?

Are You Kidding?

She Was So Tired Last Night,

I Had To Program All Of Her Shos

On Dvr.

It Took Me Hours.

Okay. Sean, Emily, Plume...

Anybody Else?

What About Riley Or Mia?

They're Nasty Enough

To Do Something Like This.

No. They Got Sick, Too,

And They Barfed

All Over Their New Outfits.

They Were Devastated.

I Would Be, Too.

Okay. Let's Start

At The Top Of The List.

Tomorrow, Sean's Room.

All Right.

Where Are The Students?

Where Are The Students?

Student:

This Is Ridiculous!

I've Been Waiting In This Line

A Half Hour.

There'd Better Be Something Left

When We Get To The Machine.

Someone Is Making A Lot Of Money

Off Of These Machines.

I'm Broke. You Want To Loan Me

A Dollar? Or Two?

Sorry. I Only Have A Dollar,

And I'm Starving To Death.

I Have A Dollar You Can Use.

Thank You.

It's A Loan. That Means

You Pay It Back With Interest.

What Kind Of Interest?

I'll Think Of Something.

Okay, Here's The Plan.

Claire, You Keep Sean Occupied

While We Search His Room.

Why Me?

Because You Two Have So Much

In Common.

You Love Books,

And He Loves Books.

You Love... Books,

And He Loves Books.

Okay, Okay, I Get It.

I'm A Nerd.

No. She Didn't Mean It Like Tha.

Really.

But Isn't Searching His Room

A Violation

Of His First Amendment Rights?

Making People Puke Their Guts Ot

Has To Be A Violation Of

Something,

So It Has To Be Done.

All Right. I'll Text Abby's Phoe

Once It's All Clear. Okay?

Okay.

Hey, Sean, Look What My Mom

Sent Me In The Mail Today.

Wow! Can I Borrow This

When You're Done With It?

Well, I Was Thinking,

How About We Read It Together,

Sort Of Like A Book Club.

You Know, You Read The First Ch,

And Then Give It To Me,

And I Read It And So On,

And Then We Can Compare Notes.

Really?

That Would Be Awesome!

When Can We Start?

Uh, How About Right Now?

I Just Have To Go And Text My Mm

And Tell Her Thank You,

So You Just Stay Right Here,

Don't Move,

And I'll Be Back In A Minute.

Okay.

All Clear.

Paige:

Ew!

Smell These.

Pass.

Okay, Anything In Here,

Besides Socks,

That Could Make Somebody Sick?

No. These All Look Safe.

We're Never Going To Find

Anything In Here.

Someone's Coming.

Calamine! I Need Calamine!

Abby:

We've Got To Get Out Of Here.

Did You Guys See That Stuff

All Over His Face?

It Was So Gross.

Question...

Why Are You In My Room?

Uh, Answer...

Room Inspection!

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Oh, Dust.

Dirty Laundry.

Pills?

Those Are Prescriptions.

Taylor:

Sure, Sure.

All Right. We'll Let It Go This,

But You've Been Warned.

Random Room Inspections

Are Imminent And Increasing

Daily.

Our Work Here Is Done.

Breathe, Baby, Breathe!

Abby, Taylor, Paige, Detention.

I Thought You Said You Were

Going To Keep Sean Occupied.

He Found Us In His Room.

I Am So Sorry.

By The Way, What Did You Do To?

He Was Covered In Hives.

Right After I Texted Yo,

I Turned Around, And He Was

Gone.

Maybe He Had A Reaction

To Some Plant Or Something.

I Ran Inside To Tell You,

But Principal Littman

Pulled Me In Her Office.

Why?

She's Freaking Out

About All This Sickness.

She's Getting Tons Of Phone Cals

From Concerned Parents.

Some Of Them Are Going To

Pull Their Kids Out Of School.

Maybe We Should Tell Her

About The Notes.

No, Not Yet.

Let's Try And Solve This On Our

Own.

What If She Figures Out We Knew

Something And Didn't Tell Her?

She'd Be Really Mad.

Maybe She Would Expel Us.

No Way.

Our Parents Spend A Fortune

On This School.

I Mean, We Basically Pay Her

Salary.

Don't Worry.

Let's Wait A Couple Of Days,

And If We Don't Find Out Who It,

Then We'll Tell Her.

So, Did You Guys Find Anything?

Just Some Dirty Socks.

Oh.

Abby:

What If We Get Caught?

It's An Emergency.

I'm Starving.

I'm Not Eating Anything

From The School.

Taylor:

The Coast Is Clear.

Aren't You On A Fresh-Fruit

Diet?

That Was Then. This Is Now.

I'm So Hungry,

I Could Eat A Whole Cow.

Lucky They Don't

Serve A Whole Cow Here.

- Come On. I'm Starving.

- Me Too.

What's That...?

Guys, Get Down!

What's Wrong?

I Think Someone's Following Us.

Huh?

Not So Loud!

What Are You Talking About?

Claire:

Interesting.

What?

If Someone Is Following Us,

We're Going To Find Out Who And

Why.

Come On.

Wait! What If They're Dangerous?

Somehow, I Don't Think So.

Ethan?

Sean?

No Way.

Brad?

Why Were You Guys Following Us?

Because You're Acting

All Suspicious.

We Just Wanted Some Good Food.

What's Wrong With That?

You Raided My Room. Why?

Room Inspection.

You Think I Fell For That?

I'm Not A Complete Moron.

Maybe We Should Tell Them.

Girls:

No!

Ethan:

Tell Us What?

Okay, But We

Have To Swear You To Secrecy.

That Means You Won't Tell

Anybody.

No, Really?

Someone's Trying

To Make All The Students Sick.

We Found These Notes.

No Way.

Really?

Cool!

But It's Not Me.

Yeah, We Know That... Now.

So What Are We Gonna Do?

We Are Going To Figure Out

Who's Doing This.

You Guys Could Help

By Not Following Us

And Letting Us Do Our Own Thing.

Claire:

And Not Interfering

And By Not Saying A Word

About These Notes To Anyone.

Got It, Brad?

Me? Yeah.

Yeah, Whatever.

Promise?

Yeah.

Okay. Let's Eat.

Oh, And, Sean,

You Might Want To Try Fragrancee

Calamine Lotion From Now On.

We Could Smell You A Mile Away.

Man, I Told You That Stuff

Stinks.

Do You Think The Boys Will Tell?

They Better Not.

If Anyone Finds Out That Someons

Making Everyone Sick,

The Whole School Will Freak Out.

Are You Sure

We Should Be Doing This?

If You Don't Want To,

It's No Skin Off My Nose.

Okay.

Dang, This Machine

Is Almost Out Of Squiggles,

And I Love Squiggles.

Me Too.

Here, Put These In Your Bag

Until After Drama Class.

There's No Way I Can Give My

Monologue With Those In My

Teeth.

Girl 1:

Check This Out.

Oh, My Gosh!

Who Do You Think Put It Here?

Mia:

What Is It?

Read It. It's Freaky.

"Don't Want To Barf?

Stay Away From The Carf."

"Carf'?

"Carf'?

Kind Of Sounds Like

"Cafeteria."

Oh, My Gosh.

Do You Really Think

Someone's Trying To Poison Our

Food?

Looks Like It.

But Why?

Check It Out, Guys.

Wasn't A Virus After All.

Someone's Deliberately

Trying To Poison Our Food.

Let Me See That.

Hey, What's Going On?

A Note's Been Put

By The Drama-Room Door.

What'd It Say?

Someone's Poisoning

The Cafeteria Food.

They're Trying To Make Everyone

Sick.

Who Would Do Something Like

That?

A Real Jerk, That's Who.

You Know, I Bet It Was

One Of Emily's Pranks.

Yeah. That's It.

Why Are You Looking So Guilty,

Brad?

Me? I'm Not.

Riley:

Yeah.

Hey, Aren't You One Of The Only

Students Who Didn't Get Sick?

So? I Have A Strong Stomach

Lining.

I Get It From My Grandpa's Side

Of The Family.

Are You Trying To Pin

The Blame On Me?

For All We Know,

You Put The Note Up.

I Got Sick, Remember?

And I Helped Nurse Betty

With The Other Sick Kids,

And I Helped Her Mop Up Her

Office.

Yeah, Brad.

I Didn't Do It. Honest.

Excuse Me, Please.

I Need To See That Note.

Do You Really Think

Someone's Trying To Poison Us?

I'm Going To Call My Parents.

I Want To Go Home.

This Is Just Somebody's Idea

Of A Little Joke.

We Have A Virus Going Around,

And That's All.

Now, Off To Class,

And Get Rid Of That.

For Evidence.

This Is The Last Time

I'm Helping You With The Lab

Dishes.

It's Really Gross, I Know.

I'm Sorry.

But I Really Need The Extra

Credit.

I'm Worried About

My Last Homework Assignment,

But I'll Make It Up To You, I

Promise.

Professor Plume:

I'm Still Working On It.

Just Another Day Or So, And

My Mission Will Be Accomplished.

The Students?

Oh, No.

They Don't Suspect A Thing.

Why Would They?

About Certain Things

They Can Be A Bit Clueless.

Oh! I'll Call You Back!

Why Were You Listening

To My Conversation?

Oh. We Weren't. We Just Came In

To Clean Lab Dishes.

Professor Plume:

Oh.

Did You Hear Anything That I

Said?

Live.

Please Live.

Taylor:

He's Watching Us.

Paige:

I Know.

He Knows We Know.

I Know.

You Know, I Never Thought I'd

Say It,

But I'm Actually Getting Reallyk

Of Candy Bars.

Not Me.

I Could Eat Them Forever.

It's Professor Plume,

Just Like We Thought It Was!

Yeah! And He Knows We Know.

What?

We Heard Him Talking On His Phoe

About Some Big Plans

And How None Of The Students

Knew

And How In A Few Days

His Mission Would Be

Accomplished.

What Mission?

I Don't Know, But You Should

Have Seen The Look On His Face.

It Was Evil.

So, What Are We Going To Do?

There's Only One Thing We Can

Do.

What's That?

We'll Tell Him That The Gig Is

Up,

And We'll Call The Police

If He Doesn't Confess.

Yeah, And Then He'll Murder Us

And Turn Us Into That Green Glop

He Has In His Classroom.

What If That Green Glop

Is The Juice Of Former Students?

Oh, Gross!

All Right, We Have Two Choices:

We Tell The Principal,

Or We Confront Plume.

She'll Never Believe Us.

Okay, Then, We'll Confront

Plume.

After Chemistry, Agreed?

Agreed.

Agreed. But You Guys

Are Doing The Talking.

Okay.

Riley.

Yes, Sir.

I Am Pleased To Announce

That You Are The Only Student

Who Received An A On Last Week's

Homework Assignment.

Thank You, Professor Plume.

I Tried Really Hard

On That Homework Assignment.

Bravo.

I'm Dead Meat.

How Did You Get An A?

I Pulled A Few Strings.

What Kind Of Strings?

Ew! George?

Professor Plume:

Put Your Books Away, Please.

Please Be Ready

For An Announcement,

A Very Important Announcement.

I Had Hoped To Keep My Plans

Secret For A Little While

Longer,

But I'm Afraid

That's Now No Longer Possible.

Now, With The Permission

Of Principal Littman,

I Have Submitted A Number Of Nas

From The Students In This Class

To Compete

In The National Science Fair,

And I Am Pleased To Announce Tht

Those Students Have Been

Accepted.

Sean, Ethan, And Vanessa,

George, Riley, And Paige.

I Thought You Said

You Were Doing Bad In This

Class.

Extra Credit Never Hurts.

Nurse Betty, On Intercom:

^Ino! Not Again! Not Again!

^Isomebody!

I Can't Drink This.

It Hurts My Stomach Too Much.

I Think I'm Going To Die.

You Think You're Going To Die?

I Know I Am.

Girl:

Nurse Betty, I Need More Pepto.

We're All Out.

But I Need It Bad.

I Sent Oscar Out To Get Some.

Like That's Going To Help.

Yeah, Last Time

You Sent Oscar Out,

He Didn't Come Back For Days.

Then When He Finally

Did Come Back,

He Had Forgotten

What You Had Sent Him Out For.

I Want My Mom.

Me Too.

Me Three.

Me... Four!

We've Been In This Line

For A Long Time.

Did You Hear The News

That The Cafeteria's Poisoned?

Let's Go.

We Are Leaving Right Now.

There Is No Way I'm Keeping You

In This School.

Please.

Ten Students Left Danforth

This Morning.

Principal Littman Is Freaking

Out.

My Mom Wants To Pull Me Out,

Too.

She Can't Do That!

I Won't Let Her.

How Sweet!

If You Leave,

I Won't Have Anyone To Pick On!

- Take It Back!

- Okay! Okay!

I Still Think It's Sean.

Girls:

It's Not Sean.

Okay, Okay. It's Not Sean.

Who's Next?

Emily.

Wow. This Is Not What I

Expected.

You Just Never Really Know A Pen

Until You Break Into Their Room.

Well, Except For Sean.

Yeah, That Was Exactly

What We Expected.

Let's Do This.

Abby:

Can't Find Anything.

Me Neither.

I Wish Our Rooms Were This Nice.

What Are You Guys Doing?

This Is My Room.

And You're Looking In My Room.

No Way! You Think It's Me?

I Can't Believe It!

You Actually Think

I'd Do Something Like That?

Remember The Time

You Put Flour And Sugar In My

Shoes?

And The Ants In My Bed?

And The Molasses

In My Conditioner Bottle?

That Was You?

Yeah. Sorry About That, But

I'm Not Trying To Make Anyone

Sick!

Raise Your Right Hand.

Do You Solemnly Promise

That You Are Totally Innocent?

Uh, Let's Rephrase That.

Okay.

Do You Solemnly Promise

That You Didn't Write That Note?

I Solemnly Promise!

I Believe Her.

You Do?

Yeah. For One Thing,

I Don't Think You're Smart Enouh

To Pull Off Something This Big.

Yes, I Am!

And Another, I Don't Think Evenu

Would Do Something This Low.

Yes, I...

No. I Really Wouldn't.

To Say Sorry For Suspecting You,

You Can Sit At Our Table For

One Week.

I Mean, Once We Figure Out Who's

Contaminating The Cafeteria

Food.

Two Weeks.

Don't Push It.

Deal.

"Fly Fishing,

My First Kiss, And Cabbage.

Which Is The Most Graceful?"

Who Threw It?

Can You See Anybody?

There's Nobody Out Here.

What Does It Say?

"Stop Looking For Clues,

Or You'll Be Singing The

Blues!"

Let Me See It.

That's Freaky.

That Means Somebody

Knows About Us.

But The Only Other People Who Kw

About The Notes Besides Us Are--

Ethan, Brad, And Sean.

So, You Guys Think It's Them?

They're The Ones Putting Up Thes

And Making Everybody Sick?

Paige:

Who Else Could It Be?

Everyone Thinks

It's Salmonella Or Something.

Maybe It's A Copycat Crime.

Or It Was Them All Along.

And They're Just Trying

To Scare Us Off.

It Wasn't Ethan!

I Won't Believe It!

There's Only One Way

To Know For Sure.

How?

We Have To Watch Their Every Moe

And Never Let Them Out Of Our

Sight.

I Can Do That.

Why Do We Always Get Water Duty?

I Guess We're Not The Coach's

Pets.

That's Because Paige And Abby

Are.

All Right. Good Job, Gir.

Come On! Go, Go, Go, Go, Go!

Kick The Ball Higher!

Goal!

Nice Shot, Janice!

Good Job. Good Job.

Moving The Ball,

Getting It In The Goal.

That's Very Nice, Janice.

You've Just Accomplished

The Purpose Of Soccer.

Everyone Knows.

Follow Example.

Uh, Coach Johnson,

I Don't Feel So Good.

Can I Go Back To The Dorm?

Yes, Yes, Of Course.

Paige, Will You Please Go With

Her?

Can I Go, Too?

Uh, Yes. Get Out Of Here. Go.

Very Nice Joining Us.

Thank You Very Much.

So Not Fair.

Hey, Dad!

Yeah, The Vending Machines

Are Almost Empty.

Oh, Me?

No, No, No. I'm Feeling Fine.

Okay. Then I'll See You

Tomorrow.

Oh, And Could You Bring Some Exa

Bags Of Squiggles For Me And

Riley?

Okay, Great. Thanks. Bye.

- He's Bringing Extra Squiggles!

- Yum!

What Are They Doing?

Shh!

Nurse Betty:

Sean, What Are You Doing Here?

I, I Was Just... I Mean...

Nurse Betty:

Oh, You Poor Boy.

Let's Just Give You An Allergy,

And You'll Feel Better In No

Time.

Oh, It's Okay. It's Okay.

Really.

Uh, I'm Fine.

No, Really, Really, Really Fine!

Uh!

Oh!

It Was Quivering Just A Little T

Earlier, So I Thought I Had It.

It's Time To Turn In The Lab

Notes.

Claire, Will You Pick Them Up

And Bring Them Back To Me?

You All Finished?

Are You Sure You Want

To Hand It In Like That?

Why Not?

I Don't Care About The Grades.

What About Your Parents?

They Don't Either, So Why

Should I?

Nice Work!

I Have No Choice.

My Dad Does Care.

Ouch.

Oh.

Sorry.

I Didn't Mean It Like That.

That's Okay.

Class Dismissed!

I Didn't Get The Jaws To Work

This Time, But I'm Gonna --

Ow!

- Sorry.

If It Bleeds, See The School Nu.

You Know Where She Is.

Hey, Um, Can You Help Me

For A Minute?

Well, Sure. What's Up?

It's Just You're Really Good

At Science, And I'm Really Not.

Hey, Basketball Practice.

Be There?

- Yeah.

- All Right.

No, I... We Need You, Too.

The Next Time

I Hope To Have It Be Able To

Work...

Hey, Guys!

Hi, Seanie.

Okay, So, What's The Problem?

Well, It's Like This...

We Have A Problem,

And Now So Do You.

I Don't Have A Problem.

Me Neither.

Here's Our Problem.

We Know You Threw That Pinecone

Into Our Room.

I Thought You Said

They Were Out Of The Room!

I Thought They Were!

Okay, So, It Was Us.

Why?

This Can Be So Messy At Times.

Especially When It's Poured

On Someone's Head.

So Start Talking.

What Were You Doing

In Nurse Betty's Office?

Yeah, And Why Did You

Throw That Pinecone At Us?

You've Got Two Seconds

To Start Talking, Otherwise...

I'm Probably Allergic To That

Stuff.

Claire:

It Sure Will Be Fun To Find Out.

Who Should We Glop First?

Claire:

Ethan.

Okay, Okay.

I'll Try To Explain. Just...

Put The Glop Down.

After You Guys Showed Us The

Notes,

We Thought It Might Be Fun

To Figure Out Who Sent Them.

Before You.

Why?

It's A Guy Thing.

So, You Just Wanted To Beat Us

At The Punch. That's It?

And You Were Trying

To Scare Us Off With That Note

To Give You More Time

To Solve The Mystery?

Pretty Much.

Tell Them The Rest Of The Story.

There Is No Rest Of The Story.

Abb Y:

Oh, I Think There Is.

And... We've Got All Night.

I Need My Nighttime Meds Soon.

Then You'd Better Start Talking.

If I Don't Take Them

Before I Go To Bed, I Might...

I'm Sorry, Guys.

I Just Can't Take The Chance.

It's Too Embarrassing.

- Shut Up, Sean.

I Mean It.

If You Let Ethan And Brad Go,

Then I Will Tell You

Anything And Everything. I

Swear!

Okay. You're Free To Go.

Okay, Sean, Spill Your Guts.

Okay.

So, Ethan And Brad Thought

If They Solved The Mystery,

Then You Would Be

So Grateful To Them

That You Might Let Them Take You

To The End-Of-The-Term Dance.

Really?

Sean:

Yeah.

And What Would Sean

Get Out Of This?

Nothing Now, I Guess.

I'm So Happy, I Could Cry.

Save Your Tears.

We Still Haven't Solved

The Mystery Yet.

And If The Boys Figure It Out

Before We Do...

It Will Be Totally Humiliating.

But There's Still Gonna Be

Some Fringe Benefits, Right?

For You And Taylor, Maybe.

Claire:

You Guys, Let's Look At These.

The Note From The Guys

Was In Rhyme,

But Some Of The Other Notes

Don't Rhyme.

So, What Does That Mean?

I Wish I Knew.

Whoever's Doing This

Is Running Scared.

No One's Gotten Sick

For A Couple Of Days.

They're Just Laying Low.

They'll Strike Again.

You Wait And...

What?

Oh, My Gosh!

I Know Who It Is!

Now We Know Who The Rat Is.

We Just Have To Set The Trap.

This Is Gonna Be Fun.

Where Did You Get Those?

Uh, I Found Them.

Isn't That Stealing?

Chill Out, Okay?

I'll Put Them Back Later.

I Promise, Okay?

Okay.

Paige:

How Long Is This Going To Take?

Claire:

Just Wait For The Signal.

Come On. Let's Go!

What If She's In There?

Her Tv's On.

She Never Turns It Off.

She Says It Will Give Her

7 Years Of Bad Luck Or

Something.

Well, What If She Comes Back?

She Won't.

It's Friday -- Bingo Night.

[Activates Intercom Microphone

]

^Iattention! Attention!

^Iwake Up! Wake Up!

^Ithis Is A Fire Drill!

^Iplease Go To The Closest Exit.

^Iplease Do It Now.

See? Perfect.

Why Didn't We Just Pull

The Fire Alarm?

Why Didn't I Think Of That?

Claire:

Operation Rat Trap Has Begun.

What's Going On?

Is This A Drill?

Hurry, We're Supposed

To Meet Outside.

Claire:

The Dorm Should Be Empty.

Let's Go.

If You Were A Rat,

Where Would You Hide Something?

I Would Hide Stuff

Underneath My Bed.

No, That's Too Obvious.

Bingo!

Paige:

It's Locked!

I Read About Someone Doing This

In One Of My Mystery Books.

Let's See If It Works.

It Works.

Oh, My Gosh!

We Have Our Proof.

Well, Let's Tell The Principal.

Not Just Yet.

Emily:

Weave, Girls, Weave!

He Said "Weave," Not "Skip"!

There We Go! Pick It Up!

I Wish I Were A Teenager.

All In Good Time, Emily.

They Get To Have So Much Fun.

Yes, But They Also Have

A Lot More Responsibilities.

Being 10 Really Bites!

It Gets Worse. Trust Me.

But They Get To Stay Up Late!

Well, Yes,

But They Also Have To Get Up

Early.

I Wish I Were Grown Up.

Trust Me, Kiddo.

It's Not All

That It's Cracked Up To Be.

Here, Let's Call Them In.

Come On In, Girls!

Come, Sit Down.

Sitting! Sitting! Sitting!

Semicircle!

Semicircle Sitting!

Very Nice. Excellent Work.

Very Good Job, Girls. You've Ale

A Very Good Job This Week.

I'm Very Proud Of You.

I've Been Watching You All

Closely,

And I'm Ready To Announce The Gs

That Are Going To Start Next

Week.

Please Let It Be Us.

If I Don't Make It,

There's Going To Be Big Trouble.

My Grandpa

Pays A Lot Of Money To This

School.

Shh! Quiet Girls!

You Know, On Second Thought,

I've Decided To Wait Until

You Are Not So Stinky To Tell

You,

So, Go, Unstinkify Yourself.

- Go On.

- Go, Go, Go!

I Know.

I'm Very Cool Awesome.

Oh, That Little Rat!

Patience, Patience.

Let The Rat Have The Cheese For

Now.

I'm Gonna Go Dump Those Out.

You Guys Fill Up The New Ones,

Okay?

And Add A Little Surprise

To One Of Them.

Okay, Hurry, Abby.

I'm Gonna Get Some Help.

Emily:

Can I Tell The Girls? Piease?

Well, I Usually Look Forward

To This Thing Every Year,

But, Uh, Let's Make A Deal.

I'll Tell Them Who First String

Is,

And Then You Can Announce

The Goalie, Okay?

Okay, Deal. Who Is It?

- Wow, Really?

- Yeah, Yeah.

Okay.

All Right. Come On In, Girls.

Come On In.

Please Sit Down.

Indian-Style Please.

Thank You. Thank You.

Very Good Job. Very Good Job.

I'm Very Proud Of You.

You've All Done Very Well This

Week.

And Now Our First String

Is Tara, Riley, Molly,

Claire, Mia, Ashley,

Reagan, Bianca,

Abby, And Janice.

Good Job, Everyone.

Good Job.

And The Goalie Is... Paige!

Coach, Can I Pass Out

The Water Cups?

Uh, Yeah, That's A Good Idea.

Hydrate, Hydrate, Right?

Emily:

Hydrate, Hydrate!

I'm... I'm Okay, Thanks.

I Think You Should.

Rules, You Know?

Hydrate, Hydrate, Hydrate.

No, Really. I Just Had A Drink

Before I Took My Shower.

Thanks, Though.

Coach, Mia Won't Drink The

Water,

And You Know How Important

Proper Hydration Is.

It's A Rule, And All.

Mia, I'm Very Surprised.

Take A Cup Immediately.

Abby:

Enjoy.

I'm Really Not Thirsty.

Drink It, Mia.

Coach:

Okay, Now For The Fun Part.

Who Wants Number One, Huh?

Me!

Okay, Riley, There You Go.

All Right, Keep Catching 'Em!

Coach:

Good Job!

- Coach...

- Yes?

I'm Not Feeling Well.

Oh, Well, We'll Be Done Here

In A Minute, Okay?

No, Really. I Can't Wait.

What's Wrong, Mia?

Stomach Hurt?

May I Be Excused, Please?

- Mia, I--

- Coach, Mia Really Is Sick.

Can We Take Her To The Restroom?

I'll Take Her.

She's My Best Friend!

Maybe We Should All Go.

You All Want To?

Mia, Wait!

Um, Are You Okay, Mia?

She Will Be... In Time.

You Guys Put Something

In That Water!

Is That So?

I Bet You're Wondering

Why We Didn't Get Sick This

Time.

I Don't Know

What You're Talking About.

Don't Play Dumb. You're The One

That's Been Making Everyone

Sick.

She Is Not!

Paige:

Yes, She Is.

Tell Her, Mia.

Tell Her How You Made

Everybody Sick.

- Mia, What Are They Talking Abo?

- I Have No Idea.

I Would Listen If I Were You,

Riley.

Let Me Tell You

How She Made Everyone Sick,

Even You, Her Best Friend.

Don't Listen To Them, Riley!

I'm Going To Need An

Explanation.

I Had To Leave A Very Important

Staff Meeting For This.

Taylor Says She Knows

How Everyone Got Sick.

It Was Mia.

It Was Not Me.

Why Would She Do That?

Besides, She Got Sick Twice

Herself.

Explain That, If You Can.

She Was Faking.

Making Accusations Like That

Is Very Serious.

I Hope You Girls Have Some

Proof.

Me Too.

Oh, We Do.

I'm Listening.

The Other Day,

I Was Collecting Lab Notes,

And Mia's Writing Is So Perfect.

She Puts This Little Squiggly

On Her Letter A's.

We Were Looking At The Notes

In Our Room, And I Saw That

Squiggle.

Prove It! Anyone Could Copy

My Squiggle.

Not Me.

True.

Okay, You're Going To Need

Some More Proof Than That.

I Mean, She's Right,

Anyone Could Copy Her Handwriti,

Except Riley.

What About This For Starters?

Abby Said That The Person

Who Was Doing This

Must Have Been Getting

Something From It.

So I Remembered Something.

Someone Is Making A Lot Of Money

Off These Machines.

Hey, Dad.

So, We Figured Out

That The Only Person

Who Would Be Able

To Gain Anything From This

Was The Person

Who Owned The Vending Machines,

And I Did Some Checking Online,

And All The Machines In The Schl

Are Owned By Maxwell

Enterprises,

Your Dad.

Everybody Was Eating

Out Of The Vending Machines

Because They Thought The Food In

The Cafeteria Was Making Them

Sick.

So You And Your Family

Were Making Money

By Making Everyone Sick.

Okay, So She Had A Motive,

But How Did She Do It?

How Did She Make Everyone Sick?

Here's How...

No Way. Is He All Right?

And It Worked.

Well, I Got To Go.

Bye, Mom.

What Happened?

Little Brothers. Spare Me!

What Did He Do?

Yeah, What Did He Do?

Is There An Echo In Here?

Must Be.

So What Really Happened?

He Ate Some Berries

Off A Bush Outside Our House.

My Mom Gave Him Ipecac

To Make Him Throw Up.

Ricky Told Me All About It

In Total Detail.

Both:

Gag!

You Look Really Bad.

I Know.

You Put Ipecac In Everyone's

Water

To Make Them Think The Food

In The Cafeteria Was

Contaminated.

And Then Your Dad Would Make Moy

Off The Vending Machines,

And You Would Get To Go

To Modeling School This Summer.

How Did You Know That?

I Heard You And Riley

Talking About It In Chemistry.

Okay, So Even

If You Guys Were Right --

Which You're Not --

How Would I Even Get This "Iff'

Or Whatever You Call It?

Well, Remember This?

Why Are You Looking So Guilty,

Brad?

For All We Know,

You Put The Note Up.

I Got Sick, Remember?

And I Helped Nurse Betty

With The Other Sick Kids.

We Found This In Mia's Room.

Nurse Betty Checked Her

Supplies,

And She's Missing

A Couple Bottles Of Ipecac.

Busted!

Principal:

Okay, This Is Terrible.

- It Makes You Hurl.

- Toss Your Cookies.

Upchuck.

Barfarooney.

Okay, You Girls Can All Go Now.

I Will Deal With Mia.

Principal:

You Can Go, Too, Riley.

I Don't Believe She Did It.

No Matter How Much Proof There

Is.

Thanks, Riley.

You're The Best.

Emm...

You Did It!

Huh?

You're Head Cheerleader!

- Me?

- Yeah!

Are You Serious?

But What About Riley?

What About Me?

You So Beat Her!

Yeah!

Let's Go! Eat It Up!

Let's Go! Good For You!

Eat It!

No Fruit Today?

No. No Fruit Today.

Just A Pile Of Junk.

I Mean, Good Stuff.

I'm Celebrating.

How About A Fat Boy?

Thank You.

Sergeant:

Enjoy.

Have You Decided

What Dress You're Going To Buy

Yet?

Well, I Like That One,

And I Like That One,

So I Just Haven't Decided Yet.

I Like That One.

What's Up, Guys?

Isn't He So Cute?

Uh-Huh.

No Way! This Is Too Good.

You Could Start Right Here.

I Want These Floors Spotless!

- Because A Clean Kitchen--

- Is A Happy Kitchen!

I Know! I Know!

Taylor:

Well, She Got What She Deserved.

Yeah, Kitchen Duty Every Day

And No Model Camp This Summer.

Riley:

Hi, Mia.

I Can't Believe Riley's

Still Friends With Her,

After All Mia Did.

Me Either.

You Know, You Can Come

Sit Down With Us When You're

Done.

Poor Baby.

Well, All's Well That Ends Well.

Everyone! Everyone!

There's Another Note!

It's On The Library Door!

Student:

I Do Not Want To Get Sick Again!

I Hated That, Ugh!

I Hate It When This Happens!

People Are So Gullible.

One, Two, Three!

One, Two, Three!

One, Two, Three! Come On!

Now, Life Was Better

When You Were Here.

More Trees, More Berries Again.

Come Back!

Come Back!

Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh!

I Did It!

It's Back!

It Lives!