( bell ringing )
D-OHH!
( screams )
( jazzy scales )
LISA, WILL YOU KEEP IT DOWN?
I'M MAKING A CRANK PHONE CALL TO PRINCIPAL SKINNER.
Well, as a matter of fact, my refrigerator wasn't running.
You've spared me quite a bit of spoilage.
Thank you, anonymous young man.
D-OHH!
IT'S MY ROOM AND I CAN DO WHAT I WANT.
OH, YEAH?
WELL, I CAN DO WHAT I WANT IN MY ROOM.
( jazzy scales )
( thumping )
BART, QUIT IT!
I CAN KEEP THIS UP ALL DAY.
( sighs )
( saxophone playing )
LISA, STOP THE RACKET.
I'M TRYING TO FIX YOUR MOTHER'S CAMERA.
EASY, EASY...
HMM...
I'M GOING TO NEED A BIGGER DRILL.
( sighs )
MY, THESE SEAS ARE CERTAINLY HEAVING.
WELL, NO MORE THAN YOUR BOUNTIFUL BOSOM, MILADY.
( giggling )
DOES THAT EARRING MEAN YOU'RE A PIRATE?
KIND OF.
AH... THE SEAS HAVE QUIETED.
AND ONLY IN THE SWEET EMBRACE OF QUIETUDE
CAN TWO LOVERS TRULY BE...
( saxophone playing )
OOH, SUCH NOISE.
WELL, I'M DONE FOR THE EVENING.
LISA, STOP BLOWING MY SEX...
I MEAN, STOP BLOWING YOUR SAX.
YOUR SAX, STOP IT.
MOM, I'M AUDITIONING FOR FIRST CHAIR IN THE SCHOOL BAND.
AND I'VE GOT TO PRACTICE.
I'M SORRY, BUT I SACRIFICED A VERY EXPENSIVE CAMERA
JUST TO GET SOME QUIET TIME.
FINE. I'LL PLAY OUTSIDE.
HEY, WHY THAT SOUNDS LIKE GABRIEL'S TRUMPET.
YOU KNOW THAT MEANS, KIDS.
YAY! JUDGMENT DAY!
45 SECONDS TILL PENCILS DOWN.
LISA, WHAT'S THE ANSWER TO NUMBER SEVEN?
SORRY, RALPH.
THAT WOULD DEFEAT THE PURPOSE OF TESTING
AS A MEANS OF STUDENT EVALUATION.
MY CAT'S NAME IS MITTENS.
THREE, TWO, ONE, AND THAT'S PENCILS DOWN.
( all moaning )
NOW, HERE'S AN ORAL EXTRA CREDIT QUESTION.
WHAT WAS CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS
ACTUALLY LOOKING FOR WHEN HE DISCOVERED AMERICA?
OOH, OOH!
ANYONE BESIDES LISA FOR A CHANGE?
RALPH, THIS BETTER NOT BE ABOUT YOUR CAT.
OH, ALL RIGHT, LISA...
COLUMBUS WAS LOOKING
FOR A PASSAGE TO INDIA.
OH, CORRECT, ALLISON.
AND ON YOUR VERY FIRST DAY IN OUR CLASS.
AND DURING A SUBSEQUENT VOYAGE
COLUMBUS FOUND WHAT IS NOW THE CONTINENT OF SOUTH AMERICA.
YOWEE.
I NEVER MADE MISS HOOVER "YOWEE."
HI, ALLISON. I'M LISA SIMPSON.
OH, IT'S GREAT TO FINALLY MEET SOMEONE
WHO CONVERSES ABOVE THE NORMAL EIGHT-YEAR-OLD LEVEL.
ACTUALLY, I'M SEVEN.
I WAS JUST SKIPPED AHEAD
BECAUSE I WAS GETTING BORED WITH THE FIRST GRADE.
YOU'RE YOUNGER THAN ME TOO?
ARE YOU HYPERVENTILATING?
NO. I JUST LIKE TO SMELL MY LUNCH.
GEE, I NEVER MET ANYONE WHO SKIPPED A GRADE BEFORE.
I'M SURPRISED YOU HAVEN'T BEEN SKIPPED.
YOU'RE OBVIOUSLY SMART ENOUGH.
WELL, I'M SURE I COULD HAVE
BUT I'D HATE TO LEAVE BEHIND ALL MY WONDERFUL FRIENDS.
OUT OF THE WAY, BRAIN QUEEN.
AH!
HEY, SARAH.
WELL, I GOT TO GO.
I HAVE TO PRACTICE FOR BAND AUDITIONS.
ME TOO. HEY, WHAT INSTRUMENT DO YOU PLAY?
THE SAX.
ME TOO.
I'M GOING FOR FIRST CHAIR THIS YEAR.
ME TOO.
WOW, WITH SO MUCH IN COMMON
I'M SURE WE'LL BE THE BEST OF FRIENDS.
ME TOO.
( half-heartedly ) ME TOO.
HURRY UP AND FINISH EATING.
YOU'RE STEERING FINE, BOY.
HARD TO THE RIGHT.
HARD TO THE LEFT.
CAT! DEER! OLD MAN!
( screaming )
JACKKNIFED SUGAR TRUCK.
SUGAR?
DON'T WORRY, BUDDY. HERE'S A QUARTER.
CALL FOR HELP AT THE NEAREST PHONE.
I'LL KEEP AN EYE ON THINGS HERE.
IF ONLY THIS SUGAR WERE AS SWEET AS YOU, SIR.
HOMER, THAT WAS DOWNRIGHT DECENT OF YOU.
WE HIT THE JACKPOT HERE!
WHITE GOLD, TEXAS TEA...
SWEETENER.
( grunting )
DAD, ISN'T THIS STEALING?
READ YOUR TOWN CHARTER, BOY.
"IF FOODSTUFF SHOULD TOUCH THE GROUND
"SAID FOODSTUFF
SHALL BE TURNED OVER TO THE VILLAGE IDIOT."
SINCE I DON'T SEE HIM AROUND, START SHOVELING.
( stifled breathing )
( sighs )
MOM?
WHAT? WHAT?
WHY AM I STILL ROTTING AWAY IN THE SECOND GRADE
INSTEAD OF BEING SKIPPED AHEAD?
I DON'T KNOW, HONEY.
I GUESS THAT'S THE SCHOOL'S DECISION TO MAKE.
WELL, DID YOU EVER TALK TO ANYONE AT THE SCHOOL?
MAKE A FEW CALLS ON MY BEHALF?
MAYBE YOU COULD HAVE BEEN "NICER" TO PRINCIPAL SKINNER
IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
LISA... I AM NICE.
HOMER, I REALLY APPRECIATE YOU MAKING DINNER
BUT THIS FOOD TASTES A LITTLE STRANGE.
IT HURTS MY TEETH.
THAT'S BECAUSE I'VE LOADED IT WITH SUGAR!
MARGE, OUR SHIP HAS COME IN.
I FOUND 500 POUNDS OF SUGAR-- IN THE FOREST--
THAT I'M GOING TO SELL DIRECTLY TO THE CONSUMER
AND ALL FOR A LOW, LOW PRICE OF ONE DOLLAR PER POUND.
BUT THE GROCERY STORE SELLS SUGAR FOR 35 CENTS A POUND.
AND IT DOESN'T HAVE NAILS AND BROKEN GLASS IN IT.
THOSE ARE PRIZES.
OOH, A BLASTING CAP.
( horn playing )
IT'S YOUR TURN, JIMBO.
OOH!
SOMEONE'S BEEN PRACTICING OVER THE SUMMER.
WELCOME ABOARD.
YES!
OOH!
OW! MY LUTE!
MM-HMM.
LISA SIMPSON TRYING FOR FIRST CHAIR SAXOPHONE.
( playing jazz )
VERY NICE.
NOW ALLISON TAYLOR
ALSO TRYING FOR FIRST CHAIR SAXOPHONE.
( playing jazz )
THIS IS A VERY TOUGH DECISION, GIRLS.
YOU'RE BOTH VERY GOOD.
( improvises solo )
( applause )
WELL, I GUESS THAT CLINCHES THAT...
( improvises solo )
( applause )
( playing in harmony )
( group gasps )
THAT WAS A CLOSE ONE, LISA
BUT YOU MADE IT.
I WON FIRST CHAIR?
NO, YOU REGAINED CONSCIOUSNESS.
ALLISON GOT FIRST CHAIR.
AHH!
OH, IT WAS JUST A DREAM.
OH, THAT WAS A CLOSE ONE, LISA
BUT YOU MADE IT.
I WON FIRST CHAIR?
NO, YOU REGAINED CONSCIOUSNESS.
ALLISON GOT FIRST CHAIR.
AND BELIEVE ME, THIS IS NOT A DREAM!
AHH!
I NEED HELP, MOM. THERE'S ANOTHER GIRL AT SCHOOL
WHO'S SMARTER, YOUNGER, AND A BETTER SAX PLAYER THAN ME.
I FEEL SO AVERAGE.
WELL, YOU'LL ALWAYS BE NUMBER ONE TO ME.
HELLO. FIRSTBORN WITHIN EARSHOT.
I MEANT MY NUMBER ONE GIRL.
OH, FOR CRYING...
HONEY, IF YOU GET TOO COMPETITIVE,
YOU'LL NEVER BE HAPPY.
NO MATTER HOW GOOD YOU ARE
THERE'S ALWAYS GOING TO BE SOMEONE BETTER THAN YOU.
I ALWAYS THOUGHT I HAD THE TALLEST HAIR.
BUT THAT TRIP TO GRACELAND REALLY OPENED MY EYES.
BUT SHE'S BETTER THAN ME
AT EVERYTHING THAT MAKES ME SPECIAL.
BELIEVE ME, HONEY
SHE'S MORE SCARED OF YOU THAN YOU ARE OF HER.
YOU'RE THINKING OF BEARS, MOM.
( doorbell ringing )
SUGAR MAN.
DOOR-TO-DOOR SUGAR?
WELL, MARVELOUS IDEA.
( distant shouting )
WHAT'S THAT, MOTHER?
( distant shouting )
I'M JUST TALKING TO THE SUGAR MAN.
( distant shouting )
MOTHER, I'M A BIG BOY.
I CAN DO AS I WISH. EXCUSE ME.
THANKS A LOT, SIMPSON. NOW I'M GROUNDED.
HEY, ALLISON, WHAT'S THE ANSWER TO NUMBER NINE?
I CAN'T TELL YOU, RALPH.
I CAN'T TELL YOU EITHER, RALPH.
LEAVE ME ALONE.
BRAINIAC!
NERD!
YOU GEEKAZOID!
LEAVE ME ALONE!
( grunts )
AH, THAT USED TO BE MY FACE IN THE MUD.
I CAN'T STAND TO SEE YOU SO MISERABLE, LIS...
UNLESS IT'S FROM A RUBBER SPIDER DOWN YOUR DRESS.
OOH, THAT GIVES ME AN IDEA.
NOTE FOR LATER:
PUT RUBBER SPIDER DOWN LISA'S DRESS.
( chuckling )
HEY, I KNOW. HOW ABOUT IF I DIG UP
SOME DIRT ON ALLISON?
REMEMBER HOW I GOT MILHOUSE'S PICTURE ON AMERICA'S MOST WANTED?
THERE HE IS, ON THE MONKEY BARS.
TRY TO TAKE HIM ALIVE.
( screaming )
OH, NO! NOT AGAIN!
I APPRECIATE THE OFFER, BUT IT GOES AGAINST
EVERY MORAL FIBER IN MY BODY.
SUIT YOURSELF.
IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND, HERE IS MY CARD.
I DON'T NEED A CARD.
YOU LIVE IN THE ROOM NEXT TO ME.
NOTE: NEXT YEAR, ORDER FEWER CARDS.
AND YOU DIDN'T THINK I'D MAKE ANY MONEY.
I FOUND A DOLLAR WHILE I WAS WAITING FOR THE BUS.
WHILE YOU WERE OUT "EARNING" THAT DOLLAR
YOU LOST $40 BY NOT GOING TO WORK.
THE PLANT CALLED AND SAID IF YOU DON'T COME IN TOMORROW
DON'T BOTHER COMING IN MONDAY.
WOO-HOO! A FOUR-DAY WEEKEND!
( groans )
HEY! I AM ABOVE AVERAGE.
SO WHAT IF ALLISON'S AHEAD OF ME.
THERE'S NO SHAME IN BEING SECOND.
Man: AND NOW, AVIS RENT-A-CAR IS PROUD TO PRESENT
THE SECOND BEST BAND IN AMERICA.
WILL YOU WELCOME GARFUNKEL, MESSINA, OATES AND LISA
SINGING THEIR NUMBER TWO HIT "BORN TO RUNNER-UP."
( incoherent rock music )
( booing )
WHY WOULD THEY COME TO OUR CONCERT JUST TO BOO US?
LIS, I DID SOME CHECKING ON THIS ALLISON CHARACTER.
AND I KNOW IT'S AGAINST ALL YOUR MORAL FIBERS...
GIVE IT TO ME.
( chuckles )
HEY, WAIT, THERE'S NOTHING BAD HERE.
YEP. SHE'S CLEAN AS A BEAN
BUT I DID TIP OFF THE FEDS AS TO THE WHEREABOUTS
OF OUR GOOD FRIEND MILHOUSE.
I'M TELLING YOU, I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.
I DON'T CARE.
( yelling )
OUCH! MY GLASSES!
OH, I'VE GOT TO STOP BEING SO PETTY.
I SHOULD BE ALLISON'S FRIEND, NOT HER COMPETITOR.
I MEAN...
SHE IS A WONDERFUL PERSON.
WAY TO GO, LIS.
I MEAN, WHY COMPETE WITH SOMEONE
WHO'S JUST GOING TO KICK YOUR BUTT ANYWAY?
I PREFER MY PHRASING.
IT'S GREAT OF YOU TO COME OVER, LISA.
I REALLY WANT US TO BE FRIENDS.
YOU'RE A WONDERFUL PERSON.
HI, LISA, I'M ALLISON'S FATHER, PROFESSOR TAYLOR.
I'VE HEARD GREAT THINGS ABOUT YOU.
OH, REALLY? I...
DON'T BE MODEST, I'M GLAD WE HAVE SOMEONE
WHO CAN JOIN US IN OUR ANAGRAM GAMES.
WE TAKE PROPER NAMES AND REARRANGE THE LETTERS
TO FORM A DESCRIPTION OF THAT PERSON.
LIKE, OH, I DON'T KNOW.
ALEC GUINESS.
GENUINE CLASS.
HO-HO, VERY GOOD.
ALL RIGHT, LISA. UM...
JEREMY IRONS.
JEREMY'S IRON.
MM-HMM.
WELL, THAT'S VERY GOOD FOR A FIRST TRY.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
I HAVE A BALL.
PERHAPS YOU'D LIKE TO BOUNCE IT.
WHAT'S THIS?
OH, IT'S FOR THE SCHOOL DIORAMA COMPETITION.
YOU'RE FINISHED ALREADY?
BUT THE COMPETITION ISN'T FOR WEEKS.
LISA, WE'RE TALKING DIORAMAS.
WHO COULD WAIT?
I CHOSE "THE TELL-TALE HEART," BY EDGAR ALLAN POE.
SEE, THIS IS THE BEDROOM WHERE THE OLD MAN WAS MURDERED
AND HE'S BURIED HERE UNDER THE FLOORBOARDS.
OH, AND LOOK, I USED AN OLD METRONOME
TO SIMULATE THE HEARTBEAT THAT DROVE THE KILLER INSANE.
( beating )
IT'S NEAT, HUH?
IT'S GREAT.
IT'S REALLY GREAT.
OH, GOT AWAY FROM YOU, HUH?
WELL, YOU KEEP AT IT.
MUST... PROTECT... SUGAR.
THIEVES EVERYWHERE...
THE STRONG MUST PROTECT THE SWEET.
THE SWEET...
( snoring )
HOMER?
( Latin accent ): IN AMERICA, FIRST YOU GET THE SUGAR
THEN YOU GET THE POWER, THEN YOU GET THE WOMEN.
HOMER!
WHA-WHAT?
I WANT YOU TO FORGET ABOUT GUARDING
THE STUPID SUGAR.
YOU'RE BEING COMPLETELY PARANOID.
OH, AM I?
AM I REALLY?
AHA!
HELLO.
ALL RIGHT, PAL.
WHERE'D YOU GET THE SUGAR FOR THAT TEA?
I NICKED IT WHEN YOU LET YOUR GUARD DOWN
FOR THAT SPLIT SECOND.
AND I'D DO IT AGAIN.
GOOD-BYE.
YOU SEE, MARGE? YOU SEE?
HOMER, WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO GIVE UP
THIS CRAZY SUGAR SCHEME?
NEVER!
NEVER, MARGE.
I CAN'T LIVE THE BUTTON-DOWN LIFE LIKE YOU.
I WANT IT ALL.
THE TERRIFYING LOWS
THE DIZZYING HIGHS
THE CREAMY MIDDLES.
SURE, I MIGHT OFFEND A FEW OF THE BLUENOSES
WITH MY COCKY STRIDE AND MUSKY ODORS
OH, I'LL NEVER BE THE DARLING OF THE SO-CALLED CITY FATHERS
WHO CLUCK THEIR TONGUES, STROKE THEIR BEARDS
AND TALK ABOUT, "WHAT'S TO BE DONE WITH THIS HOMER SIMPSON?"
LOOK, JUST GET RID OF THE SUGAR, OKAY?
NO!
( buzzing )
( screams )
HEY! GET OFF MY SUGAR!
BAD BEES! BAD!
OW!
OW!!
THEY'RE DEFENDING THEMSELVES SOMEHOW.
LOOK, BART.
IT ALMOST KILLED ME.
BUT I HANDCRAFTED ALL 75 CHARACTERS
FROM OLIVER TWIST.
AND NOW-- THE COUP DE GRACE
A BITTER SNOWSTORM.
COOL.
UH-OH.
( crashing )
IS IT OKAY?
WELL, THE IMPORTANT THING IS THAT WE SURVIVED.
AH! WHO AM I KIDDING?
THERE'S NO WAY I'M EVER GOING TO BEAT ALLISON.
OH, SURE THERE IS.
BUT IT INVOLVES BEING A BIT UNDERHANDED,
A BIT DEVIOUS, A BIT, AS THE FRENCH SAY
BARTESQUE.
I'LL DO WHATEVER IT TAKES.
THEN WELCOME TO THE NETHER REGIONS OF THE SOUL.
NOW, HERE'S WHAT WE DO.
TOMORROW MORNING, WHEN ALLISON COMES OUT OF HER HOUSE
WE SPRAY HER WITH THE HOSE
SOAKING HER FROM HEAD TO TOE, LEAVING US RELATIVELY DRY.
RELATIVELY?
WELL, THERE'S BOUND TO BE SOME SPLASH-BACK.
BART, HER BEING WET WON'T HELP ME WIN THE COMPETITION.
WELL. WE COULD JUST SABOTAGE HER DIORAMA
HUMILIATING HER IN FRONT OF THE STUDENTS AND FACULTY.
PERFECT!
LEAVING HER PRIMED FOR THE MOST TRAUMATIC
HOSE-SOAKING OF HER LIFE.
ENOUGH WITH THE HOSE!
IT SURE IS QUIET IN HERE TODAY.
YES! A LITTLE TOO QUIET IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
I'M AFRAID I DON'T.
YOU SEE, BEES USUALLY MAKE A LOT OF NOISE.
( loudly ): NO NOISE...
SUGGESTS NO BEES.
OH, I UNDERSTAND NOW.
OH, LOOK. THERE GOES ONE.
TO THE BEEMOBILE!
YOU MEAN YOUR CHEVY?
YES.
WELL, VERY CLEVER, SIMPSON.
LURING OUR BEES TO YOUR SUGAR PILE
AND THEN SELLING THEM BACK TO US AT AN INFLATED PRICE.
BEES ARE ON THE WHAT NOW?
SIMPSON, YOU DIABOLICAL...
WE'RE WILLING TO PAY YOU $2,000 FOR THIS SWARM.
DEAL!
OH, WAIT A MINUTE.
THE BEES ARE LEAVING.
NO!
MY SUGAR IS MELTING.
MELTING... OH, WHAT A WORLD.
( sobbing ): MY SUGAR'S GONE.
I'M SORRY, HOMEY.
IT'S OKAY, MARGE.
I'VE LEARNED MY LESSON.
A MOUNTAIN OF SUGAR IS TOO MUCH FOR ONE MAN.
IT'S CLEAR NOW WHY GOD
PORTIONS IT OUT IN THOSE TINY PACKETS
AND WHY HE LIVES ON A PLANTATION IN HAWAII.
AH, "DIORAMA-RAMA," MY FAVORITE SCHOOL EVENT
NEXT TO "HEARING TEST THURSDAY."
"THE GRAPES OF WRATH?"
I DON'T GET IT.
HERE'S THE GRAPES.
AND HERE'S THE WRATH.
All: EW!
HA-HA!
YES, VERY GOOD WRATH.
AH, LET'S SEE OUR FOREIGN EXCHANGE STUDENT, UTER
HAS CHOSEN CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY.
BUT THIS IS JUST AN EMPTY BOX.
I BEGGED YOU TO LOOK AT MINE FIRST.
I BEGGED YOU.
LISA.
HERE IS, AS THE FRENCH SAY
LE FAKE DIORAMA.
I'LL CREATE A DIVERSION, AND YOU MAKE THE SWITCH.
HEY, EVERYBODY!
WHOA! LOOK AT ME.
I'M OVER HERE.
TURN THIS WAY RIGHT NOW!
HEY, IT'S BART.
AND HE'S DOING STUFF.
( talking and shouting )
Skinner: BART, STOP CREATING
A DIVERSION AND GET OUT OF HERE
( crowing )
OKAY, OUR NEXT ENTRY IS "THE TELL-TALE HEART"
FROM ALLISON TAYLOR.
I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THIS.
BE READY WITH THE RIBBON.
All: EWW...
WHAT IS IT?
( disguised voice ): IT'S A COW'S HEART.
THEY'RE TRYING TO MAKE A MONKEY OUT OF YOU.
ALLISON, IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE SOME KIND OF JOKE?
I DIDN'T DO THAT.
I MADE A DIFFERENT ONE.
OH, IS THAT SO, YOUNG LADY?
WELL, WHERE IS THIS PHANTOM DIORAMA?
I-I DON'T KNOW.
( heart beating )
AT LEAST HAVE THE GUTS TO TAKE THE BLAME, GIRL.
YOU'RE COMPOUNDING YOUR FOLLY BY LYING ABOUT IT.
RIGHT ON.
YOUNG LADY, COW HEARTS
BELONG IN A BUTCHER'S WINDOW
NOT THE CLASSROOM.
WELL, MAYBE IN AN OLDER STUDENT'S BIOLOGY CLASSROOM
BUT THAT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS.
ELEMENTARY SCHOOL IS WHERE I WOUND UP
AND IT'S TOO LATE TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT THAT.
FRANKLY, I'M STARTING TO REGRET SKIPPING YOU AHEAD.
( heart beating )
AH!
IT'S THE BEATING OF THAT HIDEOUS HEART!
I MEAN, I THINK I HEAR SOMETHING.
WHY,
HERE'S ALLISON'S REAL DIORAMA.
IT GOT MISPLACED, OR SO IT WOULD SEEM.
OH, WELL, THAT CHANGES EVERYTHING.
LET'S HAVE A LOOK.
GET THE RIBBON READY.
( ticking )
OH... A LITTLE STERILE, NO REAL INSIGHT.
WHAT DO YOU THINK, MISS HOOVER?
AH...
THIS HAS BEEN A VERY DISAPPOINTING DAY.
ALL RIGHT, ON TO LISA SIMPSON.
YOU'RE A SHOO-IN NOW, LIS.
AFTER THE WAY I'VE BEHAVED, I DON'T DESERVE TO WIN.
WELL, THIS DOESN'T DESERVE TO WIN.
WHAT?
OOH, NOW WE'RE INTO THE DREGS.
HERE'S RALPH WIGGUM'S ENTRY.
PREPACKAGED STAR WARS CHARACTERS STILL IN THEIR DISPLAY BOX?
ARE THOSE THE LIMITED EDITION ACTION FIGURES?
WHAT'S A DIORAMA?
WHY, IT'S LUKE AND OBI-WAN AND MY FAVORITE, CHEWIE.
THEY'RE ALL HERE!
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
I THINK IT'S LUNCHTIME.
WE HAVE A WINNER.
( cheering )
( bell ringing )
I'M REALLY SORRY ABOUT WHAT I DID, ALLISON.
IT'S NO SHAME BEING SECOND TO YOU.
THANK YOU, LISA.
YOU KNOW, I'M ACTUALLY KIND OF GLAD I LOST.
NOW I KNOW LOSING ISN'T THE END OF THE WORLD.
HEY, YOU STILL THINK WE CAN BE FRIENDS?
ONLY IF WE'RE THE BEST.
( Ralph chanting ): I BEAT THE SMART KIDS. I BEAT THE SMART KIDS.
I BENT MY WOOKIE.
HEY, RALPH, WANT TO COME WITH ME AND ALLISON
TO PLAY ANAGRAMS?
WE TAKE PROPER NAMES AND REARRANGE THE LETTERS
TO FORM A DESCRIPTION OF THAT PERSON.
MY CAT'S BREATH SMELLS LIKE CAT FOOD.
SHH.