My Dad the Rock Star (2003–2004): Season 1, Episode 3 - Mr. Zilla's Opus - full transcript
Willy is just beginning to develop his talents in the brass section of the school band, when Principal Malfactor shuts down the Music Program, to divert money to buy the Football team new equipment. When Rock finds out, he offers to fund the Music Program himself, on one condition... that he teach the music class!
♪ It’s so hard ♪
♪ Just to feel normal
♪ When everyone is completely
paranormal ♪
♪ And everything is totally
deranged ♪
♪ And you’re the only one who’s
sane ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets
so unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak ’cause my dad
is a rock star ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ That’s it, the party’s over ♪
♪ Turn off the lights, I’m
leaving the stage ♪
♪ I just wanna get
a little more control ♪
♪ So nobody can tell me what to
do ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets
so unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak, ’cause my dad
is a rock star ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ Yeah, yeah
Ah-whoo!
♪
(Panting)
(Grunting)
(Screaming)
Ugh!
’Sup, Willy?
Hey, Quincy.
Mosh tried to swallow my
backpack, made me miss the bus.
Ugh, dude, that’s toxic!
Is there anything that lizard
won’t eat?
You should’ve just got Skunk to
drive you here instead of
hoofing it.
Oh, sure, like pulling up in
a stretch limo wouldn’t blow my
cover.
Y’know, this whole secret
agent routine is getting old,
real fast!
I know, but the last thing I
need right now is for everyone
to find out that my dad is Rock
Zilla!
Whatever, dog!
Y’know if I were the son of a
famous rock star, I’d want
everyone to know, but, hey,
that’s just me.
I’ll probably come clean
eventually, like right after I
graduate from university.
But for now, I’m enjoying being
plain old Willy Zillowski--
Hey, watch it!
This is a brand new uniform!
Sorry, I was just--
(Gasping)
Ugh, I told you to stay at
least ten locker widths away
from me at all times!
Do I need a restraining order?
Hey, you know this dweeb,
Serenity?
Hmm.
We share some DNA, but don’t
worry, it’s okay!
He’s nobody!
Phew.
That was close.
No way, Serenity would never
willingly admit to having you
for a brother!
Just trying to work with you,
man!
Argh!
WILLY & Q: Alyssa?
Alyssa, what’s wrong?
I’ll tell you what’s wrong:
Principal Malfactor just pulled
the funding on the school
individuality club!
Weren’t you like the only
member?
That’s not the point.
He also shut down the
photography and chess clubs, and
we’ll see how gleeful the glee
club is when their office is now
a storage closet!
C’mon, ’Lyssa, it’s not the
end of the world.
Oh, no?
There’s something you should
probably see.
Maybe this will put things in
perspective.
Hey, what’s going on?
Band class has been shut
down!
Permanently!
(Gasping)
(Groaning)
Normally, I’d insert a
bitingly sardonic comment here,
but I can see you’re in pain, so
I’ll let it go.
Oof!
(Laughing)
I understand your concern,
but I’m afraid that all non
essential school classes and
activities will remain shut down
until further notice.
But Mr. Malfactor, music is
essential!
Do you know what this trophy
represents?
It was given to me for my
continued ability to bring this
school in under budget.
Yes, but sir--
I’m sure band class was a
nice diversion from your regular
studies, but our championship
football team needed new
uniforms, and to make room in
the budget, certain sacrifices
had to be made!
(Groaning)
Sir, there must be some way--
Your cooperation in this
matter is greatly appreciated.
(Sighing)
(Loud rock music playing)
So much for home schooling.
(Rumbling)
Uh-oh, melancholy blue!
Someone’s experiencing a plunge
in their emotional biorhythm!
(Sighing)
(Loud rock music playing)
♪
How was that one, Skunk?
Uh, 4.2 on the Richter scale,
mate!
A couple more degrees and we
should be good to go.
They wanted an earth
shattering performance, and
that’s exactly what they’re
gonna get!
Wa-hooo!
Hey!
Oh, right, I’ll just wait
here then!
Uh, shall I?
Crystal baby!
We’ve got a soul crisis!
According to my omni directional
mood ring, Willy’s aura is
seriously misaligned!
His whaty what what what?
Willy’s got the blues!
12 bar?
(Bluesy riff playing)
No, the other kind.
Ah, gotcha.
I bet it’s because the school
shut down the music program.
They did what?!
But Willy needs proper musical
training!
Unless...
That’s it, I think I have the
perfect way to not only get
in lots of bonding time with
Willy, but also ensure he gets a
real musical education, not that
stuffy stuff.
And might I suggest you
include a lesson on safe use of
pointed guitars!
Woo-hoo, Willy’s just gonna
love this!
Aaahoo!
(Trumpet playing)
♪
Willy, where you been, man?
Didn’t you hear the
announcement?
Hey, where are we going?
Surprise assembly, yo!
Looks like they started without
us.
(Cheering)
It is with great pleasure
that I introduce to you the
newest member of the faculty and
the new head of the music
department.
(Sighing)
Rock Zilla.
(Cheering)
Nooo...!
Hey, there’s my boy!
Willy!
(Gasping)
(Groaning)
He took that better than I
thought!
(Laughing)
Not bad for a guy whose quiet
existence just spontaneously
combusted in front of the entire
student body!
I can’t believe I’ve been
outed, and by my own dad, too!
Hey, how bad could it be?
On a scale of one to ten?
Try fifty billion!
I just want to be liked for who
I am, not who my dad is!
How can I face the other
students now?
Well, you can’t sit in there
forever, at least not without
stocking up on supplies first!
Yeah, I guess you’re right.
Nobody will give it a second
thought!
’Bout time!
I was beginning to think you
fell in!
Naw, our boy here just needed
some moral support!
Well, if it isn’t the fraud
squad!
Buzz, lemme guess, I’m a dead
man?
You wish Zillowski, or should
I say, Zilla!
No, I want you alive; it’s gonna
be way more fun watching you
squirm!
(Chuckling)
Hey, everyone, look who it is!
Just give me an excuse!
We got your back, yo!
Whoa!
STUDENT 1: Hey, how’s my best
buddy?
STUDENT 2: Can I get your
autograph?
Wait, this is all a mistake!
Rock Zilla didn’t call me his
boy, he called me his...
Oh, paper boy!
Oh, really, then you won’t
mind handing these out, paper
boy!
The early edition, hot off the
press.
Ugh, news travels fast!
I think Willy has a right to
his privacy, even if he has to
lie to protect it.
Of course, not everyone sees it
that way!
Bringing Rock in was a great
idea, the kids love him!
Like I had a choice!
Turns out the head of the school
board belonged to the Rock Zilla
fan club back in the seventies!
They shoved him right down my
throat!
Well, it was generous of Rock
to volunteer, and he is a
dedicated musician.
Hmmph!
Whoa, nice green room!
Oh, my dogs are killin’ me!
This is the teacher’s lounge!
No students allowed!
Don’t worry sir, we have the
proper documentation.
Out!
Whoops, just thought they’d
like a glimpse at the ol’
backstage magic, y’know.
(School bell ringing)
Whoa, gotta fly, showtime!
My gig’s about to start!
Break a leg out there, guys!
(Laughing)
I’ll be keeping my eye on
him!
(Gasping)
ROCK: It’s gotta be in here
somewhere!
Uh, Mr. Zilla?
Hey, Willy, look at me
teaching here, huh?
Is this an awesome surprise, or
what?
Listen, where do you kids keep
the pyrotechnics, y’know, flash
pots, lasers, that kinda thing.
Do you think we could have a
word in private, da...
Mr. Zilla?
Hey, sure, step into my
office!
What’s with all that Mr. Zilla
stuff anyway?
We’re not generally on a
first name basis with our
teachers!
Oh, right, gonna play it by
the book, huh?
That’s cool.
So, what’s on your mind?
Is this really such a good
idea?
I mean, teaching’s not easy,
y’know?
Don’t worry, I’m a natural!
And just of all the cool hang
time we got!
Are you sure about this?
You bet, kids need music
class.
Even I wasn’t born with all this
talent!
Here we go, and--
(Gasping)
It’s a boy!
(Zilla crying and hooting)
I don’t know if he should really
be doing that with his umbilical
cord!
But man, he sure can wail on
that thing!
Oh, yeah, I was born with all
this talent!
Ah-woo!
But I digress.
(Loud rock music playing)
All right, class!
Now you try it!
(Screeching violins)
This mad man must be stopped!
Rock Zilla is so cool, but
can you believe that Willy guy?
I know, talk about a major
cry for attention!
Ugh!
He thinks he’s so much better
than anybody else!
What a total fake!
So, like, do you think he’d go
to the school dance with me?
Congrats, Willy, you made it
through the day!
Only two and a half years left
to go!
(Snoring)
(Screaming)
(Somber trumpet playing)
Now what’s all this, then?
Sorry, Mosh and I just needed
to get away for awhile.
Oh, here, now why so glum,
chum?
(Sighing)
It’s dad, I know he means
well, but school used to be my
escape from this place and now
he’s there all day!
Ah, say no more, say no more!
Nothing wrong with needing your
space.
Why do you think I live out here
on the bus, eh?
Ha, that place is a madhouse!
(Gasping)
Hey, Willy, grab some lumber,
we were just rappin’!
Mr. Zilla, will you teach us
how to play one of your songs,
please?
Remember, there’s more to
music than just playing an
instrument.
Oh, no.
And I’m going to teach you
everything!
(Groaning)
Yeah!
(Classical piano playing)
(Boogie woogie piano playing)
♪
(Groaning)
BOY: Hey, mom, what do you
think?
(Screaming)
Mom?
CHANTING: Ban rock or heads
will roll!
Ban rock or heads will roll!
It’s the nightmare that just
keeps on giving!
Well, at least they don’t
have pitchforks and torches!
C’mon, y’all, we brought
enough pitchforks and torches
for everyone!
(Cheering)
CHANTING: We’ve had our fill
of Zilla!
This is exactly what I was
hoping for!
Rock is history!
Ah, Ms. Waverly, I’m glad you’re
here.
We could use a witness when I
hand Mr. Zilla his walking pap--
What’s going on here?
Class has tripled in size
since Rock came aboard!
He’s doing a terrific job with
those kids!
This won’t be as easy as I
thought.
Or will it?
I have been going about this all
wrong!
(Laughing)
(Cheering)
Oh, yeah, encore, encore!
(Groaning)
That does it!
And that illustrates the
relationship between distortion
and sustain.
Don’t forget to take notes on
proper use of the whammy bar,
’cause that’ll be on the test!
Hmm.
(Groaning)
Ah, pardon me, Mr. Zilla?
Rock?
Hi there, just wanted to tell
you what a wonderful job you’re
doing.
Right on!
You know, with a dad as great
as you, I just can’t figure out
why Willy would lie about who he
was!
Okay, I’ll bite?
Oh, dear, didn’t you know?
Well, have a look for yourself!
Willy?
Yo, I’ll do the honours!
Nah, don’t even worry about
it!
It’s kinda starting to grow on
me!
Say what?
It’s not like it’s a well
kept secret or anything.
Besides, I think it really adds
some artistic flair to an
otherwise drabby looking row of
lockers, don’t you?
Y’know, we had a running bet
on when you’d finally come to
your senses.
Yeah, and I just won!
Now what say we go face your
adoring public?
Absolutely!
But first, there’s someone I
need to talk to.
(Sighing)
We’ve been through some good
times together, you and I.
Hey, dad, got a minute?
Willy!
Is this about sneaking out of
class?
Ha, don’t worry, I won’t rat you
out!
Actually, it’s a long,
complicated story!
I’d better start at the
beginning.
I think I can save you some
time!
A picture’s worth a thousand
words!
I had t-shirts made up, cool,
huh?
So you already know?
Sure do!
All the secrets and the lying
about who I am?
Oh, yeah!
I can explain!
No need.
I know where you’re comin’ from.
I had the same problems with my
dad when I was your age!
You did?
Oh, yeah, big time!
Dad, do you always have to wear
that outfit in public?
Oh my, I don’t believe it!
You’re that famous symphony
cellist!
Would you be so kind as to play
something?
Why of course, I’d be
delighted!
Oh, man, could you be any
less groovy!
Uh, dad, you’re getting a
little intense!
Huh?
Willy, you need your space,
that’s why I’ve decided to hand
in my baton.
Not literally of course; I
brought this one from home!
Are you sure?
I mean, you’re actually a great
teacher, seriously!
I’m getting a little tired of
the nine to five grind anyway.
That’s when I’m used to getting
most of my sleep.
Daylight can be murder on the
complexion!
His reputation’s toast!
I still can’t believe it!
Dude, are you sure about
this?
This could get messy!
Let’s do it!
All right, folks, here I am!
Lay it on me, I can take it!
Get over yourself!
Your 15 minutes are way over!
What?
But if I’m not the flavour of
the week anymore, then who is?
Serenity!
She dumped the quarterback of
the football team!
Now that’s news!
Huh?
It’s true, I kicked Brad’s
sorry butt to the curb!
But to show him some compassion,
I’ve decided to keep this tres
expensive token of his devotion!
Looks like you’re in the
clear, bro!
I’m not surprised; the shelf
life of a high school scandal is
only as long as it takes for the
next one to come along!
Hey, Zilla, I’ll be waiting
for you after school!
One celebrity sized wedgie
comin’ up!
Ah, now things are really
getting back to normal!
CHANTING: Ban Rock or heads
will roll!
Goodbye, Mr. Zilla.
We’re all awfully sorry to see
you go.
Hey, what can I say?
I’m too cool for school!
After all, I had no formal
music education, and look how
well I turned out!
(Howling)
Oh, that’s going to cost me!
Plenty!
Willy, so did I hear correctly?
Your band class is back up and
running?
Yup, the parents’ association
insisted on it!
Of course, Mr. Malfactor had to
make a few minor changes to the
budget.
(Growling)
Mommy?
(Crashing)
Oh.
Well, that’s great news!
Hey, maybe my prize student
could show me a couple of sweet
riffs on the old blower?
Have a seat, professor!
(Trumpet playing)
Quarterbacks are a dime a
dozen, but expensive jewellery
is forever!
(Clinking)
No way!
It’s... a fake!?
(Groaning)
Uh-oh, negative energy alert!
Oh well, a mother’s work is
never done.
(Trumpet playing)
♪
♪ Just to feel normal
♪ When everyone is completely
paranormal ♪
♪ And everything is totally
deranged ♪
♪ And you’re the only one who’s
sane ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets
so unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak ’cause my dad
is a rock star ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ That’s it, the party’s over ♪
♪ Turn off the lights, I’m
leaving the stage ♪
♪ I just wanna get
a little more control ♪
♪ So nobody can tell me what to
do ♪
♪ Sometimes it gets
so unbearable ♪
♪ But mostly I feel
unbelievable ♪
♪ And I’m a freak, ’cause my dad
is a rock star ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ My dad is a rock star
♪ Yeah, yeah
Ah-whoo!
♪
(Panting)
(Grunting)
(Screaming)
Ugh!
’Sup, Willy?
Hey, Quincy.
Mosh tried to swallow my
backpack, made me miss the bus.
Ugh, dude, that’s toxic!
Is there anything that lizard
won’t eat?
You should’ve just got Skunk to
drive you here instead of
hoofing it.
Oh, sure, like pulling up in
a stretch limo wouldn’t blow my
cover.
Y’know, this whole secret
agent routine is getting old,
real fast!
I know, but the last thing I
need right now is for everyone
to find out that my dad is Rock
Zilla!
Whatever, dog!
Y’know if I were the son of a
famous rock star, I’d want
everyone to know, but, hey,
that’s just me.
I’ll probably come clean
eventually, like right after I
graduate from university.
But for now, I’m enjoying being
plain old Willy Zillowski--
Hey, watch it!
This is a brand new uniform!
Sorry, I was just--
(Gasping)
Ugh, I told you to stay at
least ten locker widths away
from me at all times!
Do I need a restraining order?
Hey, you know this dweeb,
Serenity?
Hmm.
We share some DNA, but don’t
worry, it’s okay!
He’s nobody!
Phew.
That was close.
No way, Serenity would never
willingly admit to having you
for a brother!
Just trying to work with you,
man!
Argh!
WILLY & Q: Alyssa?
Alyssa, what’s wrong?
I’ll tell you what’s wrong:
Principal Malfactor just pulled
the funding on the school
individuality club!
Weren’t you like the only
member?
That’s not the point.
He also shut down the
photography and chess clubs, and
we’ll see how gleeful the glee
club is when their office is now
a storage closet!
C’mon, ’Lyssa, it’s not the
end of the world.
Oh, no?
There’s something you should
probably see.
Maybe this will put things in
perspective.
Hey, what’s going on?
Band class has been shut
down!
Permanently!
(Gasping)
(Groaning)
Normally, I’d insert a
bitingly sardonic comment here,
but I can see you’re in pain, so
I’ll let it go.
Oof!
(Laughing)
I understand your concern,
but I’m afraid that all non
essential school classes and
activities will remain shut down
until further notice.
But Mr. Malfactor, music is
essential!
Do you know what this trophy
represents?
It was given to me for my
continued ability to bring this
school in under budget.
Yes, but sir--
I’m sure band class was a
nice diversion from your regular
studies, but our championship
football team needed new
uniforms, and to make room in
the budget, certain sacrifices
had to be made!
(Groaning)
Sir, there must be some way--
Your cooperation in this
matter is greatly appreciated.
(Sighing)
(Loud rock music playing)
So much for home schooling.
(Rumbling)
Uh-oh, melancholy blue!
Someone’s experiencing a plunge
in their emotional biorhythm!
(Sighing)
(Loud rock music playing)
♪
How was that one, Skunk?
Uh, 4.2 on the Richter scale,
mate!
A couple more degrees and we
should be good to go.
They wanted an earth
shattering performance, and
that’s exactly what they’re
gonna get!
Wa-hooo!
Hey!
Oh, right, I’ll just wait
here then!
Uh, shall I?
Crystal baby!
We’ve got a soul crisis!
According to my omni directional
mood ring, Willy’s aura is
seriously misaligned!
His whaty what what what?
Willy’s got the blues!
12 bar?
(Bluesy riff playing)
No, the other kind.
Ah, gotcha.
I bet it’s because the school
shut down the music program.
They did what?!
But Willy needs proper musical
training!
Unless...
That’s it, I think I have the
perfect way to not only get
in lots of bonding time with
Willy, but also ensure he gets a
real musical education, not that
stuffy stuff.
And might I suggest you
include a lesson on safe use of
pointed guitars!
Woo-hoo, Willy’s just gonna
love this!
Aaahoo!
(Trumpet playing)
♪
Willy, where you been, man?
Didn’t you hear the
announcement?
Hey, where are we going?
Surprise assembly, yo!
Looks like they started without
us.
(Cheering)
It is with great pleasure
that I introduce to you the
newest member of the faculty and
the new head of the music
department.
(Sighing)
Rock Zilla.
(Cheering)
Nooo...!
Hey, there’s my boy!
Willy!
(Gasping)
(Groaning)
He took that better than I
thought!
(Laughing)
Not bad for a guy whose quiet
existence just spontaneously
combusted in front of the entire
student body!
I can’t believe I’ve been
outed, and by my own dad, too!
Hey, how bad could it be?
On a scale of one to ten?
Try fifty billion!
I just want to be liked for who
I am, not who my dad is!
How can I face the other
students now?
Well, you can’t sit in there
forever, at least not without
stocking up on supplies first!
Yeah, I guess you’re right.
Nobody will give it a second
thought!
’Bout time!
I was beginning to think you
fell in!
Naw, our boy here just needed
some moral support!
Well, if it isn’t the fraud
squad!
Buzz, lemme guess, I’m a dead
man?
You wish Zillowski, or should
I say, Zilla!
No, I want you alive; it’s gonna
be way more fun watching you
squirm!
(Chuckling)
Hey, everyone, look who it is!
Just give me an excuse!
We got your back, yo!
Whoa!
STUDENT 1: Hey, how’s my best
buddy?
STUDENT 2: Can I get your
autograph?
Wait, this is all a mistake!
Rock Zilla didn’t call me his
boy, he called me his...
Oh, paper boy!
Oh, really, then you won’t
mind handing these out, paper
boy!
The early edition, hot off the
press.
Ugh, news travels fast!
I think Willy has a right to
his privacy, even if he has to
lie to protect it.
Of course, not everyone sees it
that way!
Bringing Rock in was a great
idea, the kids love him!
Like I had a choice!
Turns out the head of the school
board belonged to the Rock Zilla
fan club back in the seventies!
They shoved him right down my
throat!
Well, it was generous of Rock
to volunteer, and he is a
dedicated musician.
Hmmph!
Whoa, nice green room!
Oh, my dogs are killin’ me!
This is the teacher’s lounge!
No students allowed!
Don’t worry sir, we have the
proper documentation.
Out!
Whoops, just thought they’d
like a glimpse at the ol’
backstage magic, y’know.
(School bell ringing)
Whoa, gotta fly, showtime!
My gig’s about to start!
Break a leg out there, guys!
(Laughing)
I’ll be keeping my eye on
him!
(Gasping)
ROCK: It’s gotta be in here
somewhere!
Uh, Mr. Zilla?
Hey, Willy, look at me
teaching here, huh?
Is this an awesome surprise, or
what?
Listen, where do you kids keep
the pyrotechnics, y’know, flash
pots, lasers, that kinda thing.
Do you think we could have a
word in private, da...
Mr. Zilla?
Hey, sure, step into my
office!
What’s with all that Mr. Zilla
stuff anyway?
We’re not generally on a
first name basis with our
teachers!
Oh, right, gonna play it by
the book, huh?
That’s cool.
So, what’s on your mind?
Is this really such a good
idea?
I mean, teaching’s not easy,
y’know?
Don’t worry, I’m a natural!
And just of all the cool hang
time we got!
Are you sure about this?
You bet, kids need music
class.
Even I wasn’t born with all this
talent!
Here we go, and--
(Gasping)
It’s a boy!
(Zilla crying and hooting)
I don’t know if he should really
be doing that with his umbilical
cord!
But man, he sure can wail on
that thing!
Oh, yeah, I was born with all
this talent!
Ah-woo!
But I digress.
(Loud rock music playing)
All right, class!
Now you try it!
(Screeching violins)
This mad man must be stopped!
Rock Zilla is so cool, but
can you believe that Willy guy?
I know, talk about a major
cry for attention!
Ugh!
He thinks he’s so much better
than anybody else!
What a total fake!
So, like, do you think he’d go
to the school dance with me?
Congrats, Willy, you made it
through the day!
Only two and a half years left
to go!
(Snoring)
(Screaming)
(Somber trumpet playing)
Now what’s all this, then?
Sorry, Mosh and I just needed
to get away for awhile.
Oh, here, now why so glum,
chum?
(Sighing)
It’s dad, I know he means
well, but school used to be my
escape from this place and now
he’s there all day!
Ah, say no more, say no more!
Nothing wrong with needing your
space.
Why do you think I live out here
on the bus, eh?
Ha, that place is a madhouse!
(Gasping)
Hey, Willy, grab some lumber,
we were just rappin’!
Mr. Zilla, will you teach us
how to play one of your songs,
please?
Remember, there’s more to
music than just playing an
instrument.
Oh, no.
And I’m going to teach you
everything!
(Groaning)
Yeah!
(Classical piano playing)
(Boogie woogie piano playing)
♪
(Groaning)
BOY: Hey, mom, what do you
think?
(Screaming)
Mom?
CHANTING: Ban rock or heads
will roll!
Ban rock or heads will roll!
It’s the nightmare that just
keeps on giving!
Well, at least they don’t
have pitchforks and torches!
C’mon, y’all, we brought
enough pitchforks and torches
for everyone!
(Cheering)
CHANTING: We’ve had our fill
of Zilla!
This is exactly what I was
hoping for!
Rock is history!
Ah, Ms. Waverly, I’m glad you’re
here.
We could use a witness when I
hand Mr. Zilla his walking pap--
What’s going on here?
Class has tripled in size
since Rock came aboard!
He’s doing a terrific job with
those kids!
This won’t be as easy as I
thought.
Or will it?
I have been going about this all
wrong!
(Laughing)
(Cheering)
Oh, yeah, encore, encore!
(Groaning)
That does it!
And that illustrates the
relationship between distortion
and sustain.
Don’t forget to take notes on
proper use of the whammy bar,
’cause that’ll be on the test!
Hmm.
(Groaning)
Ah, pardon me, Mr. Zilla?
Rock?
Hi there, just wanted to tell
you what a wonderful job you’re
doing.
Right on!
You know, with a dad as great
as you, I just can’t figure out
why Willy would lie about who he
was!
Okay, I’ll bite?
Oh, dear, didn’t you know?
Well, have a look for yourself!
Willy?
Yo, I’ll do the honours!
Nah, don’t even worry about
it!
It’s kinda starting to grow on
me!
Say what?
It’s not like it’s a well
kept secret or anything.
Besides, I think it really adds
some artistic flair to an
otherwise drabby looking row of
lockers, don’t you?
Y’know, we had a running bet
on when you’d finally come to
your senses.
Yeah, and I just won!
Now what say we go face your
adoring public?
Absolutely!
But first, there’s someone I
need to talk to.
(Sighing)
We’ve been through some good
times together, you and I.
Hey, dad, got a minute?
Willy!
Is this about sneaking out of
class?
Ha, don’t worry, I won’t rat you
out!
Actually, it’s a long,
complicated story!
I’d better start at the
beginning.
I think I can save you some
time!
A picture’s worth a thousand
words!
I had t-shirts made up, cool,
huh?
So you already know?
Sure do!
All the secrets and the lying
about who I am?
Oh, yeah!
I can explain!
No need.
I know where you’re comin’ from.
I had the same problems with my
dad when I was your age!
You did?
Oh, yeah, big time!
Dad, do you always have to wear
that outfit in public?
Oh my, I don’t believe it!
You’re that famous symphony
cellist!
Would you be so kind as to play
something?
Why of course, I’d be
delighted!
Oh, man, could you be any
less groovy!
Uh, dad, you’re getting a
little intense!
Huh?
Willy, you need your space,
that’s why I’ve decided to hand
in my baton.
Not literally of course; I
brought this one from home!
Are you sure?
I mean, you’re actually a great
teacher, seriously!
I’m getting a little tired of
the nine to five grind anyway.
That’s when I’m used to getting
most of my sleep.
Daylight can be murder on the
complexion!
His reputation’s toast!
I still can’t believe it!
Dude, are you sure about
this?
This could get messy!
Let’s do it!
All right, folks, here I am!
Lay it on me, I can take it!
Get over yourself!
Your 15 minutes are way over!
What?
But if I’m not the flavour of
the week anymore, then who is?
Serenity!
She dumped the quarterback of
the football team!
Now that’s news!
Huh?
It’s true, I kicked Brad’s
sorry butt to the curb!
But to show him some compassion,
I’ve decided to keep this tres
expensive token of his devotion!
Looks like you’re in the
clear, bro!
I’m not surprised; the shelf
life of a high school scandal is
only as long as it takes for the
next one to come along!
Hey, Zilla, I’ll be waiting
for you after school!
One celebrity sized wedgie
comin’ up!
Ah, now things are really
getting back to normal!
CHANTING: Ban Rock or heads
will roll!
Goodbye, Mr. Zilla.
We’re all awfully sorry to see
you go.
Hey, what can I say?
I’m too cool for school!
After all, I had no formal
music education, and look how
well I turned out!
(Howling)
Oh, that’s going to cost me!
Plenty!
Willy, so did I hear correctly?
Your band class is back up and
running?
Yup, the parents’ association
insisted on it!
Of course, Mr. Malfactor had to
make a few minor changes to the
budget.
(Growling)
Mommy?
(Crashing)
Oh.
Well, that’s great news!
Hey, maybe my prize student
could show me a couple of sweet
riffs on the old blower?
Have a seat, professor!
(Trumpet playing)
Quarterbacks are a dime a
dozen, but expensive jewellery
is forever!
(Clinking)
No way!
It’s... a fake!?
(Groaning)
Uh-oh, negative energy alert!
Oh well, a mother’s work is
never done.
(Trumpet playing)
♪