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01-25-2007, 01:35 AM
Malcolm Defends Reese 2
(Malcolm In The Middle fictional episode 724[153])
(On a sunny summer day Reese is wearing a gray maintenance uniform with his name printed on it. He is carrying packs of toilet paper, a can of shaving cream and a box of female hygiene products. He walks towards a rusty car in a parking space by the front door of North High School.)
Reese: (talking to himself) This will teach him to mess with someone who has the keys to all the supply closets.
Herkabe (steps out from behind some bushes): Oh that's original! What are you in 5th grade? Oh wait! No! You aren't in school anymore. You are now a school district employee. That means, instead of detention, I have the privilege of firing you.
Reese: Fat chance, you don't have the authority.
Herkabe: Well, as you are no doubt aware, the school is empty save for a skeleton crew staff and the surprising number of delinquents in summer school. The principal won't be back from Fiji until September. I'm in charge here.
Reese: We both know the principal hates you more then me.
Herkabe: Maybe so, but the school janitor won't receive any sympathy when there are photographs of him creating messes instead of cleaning them. And like a boyscout, I am prepared. (holds up a camera)
(Reese frowns, turns and begins to walk away from the car)
(out of a clear blue sky a single bird turd falls out of nowhere onto the center of the car windshield)
Herkabe: Get back here! Clean that up. (pointing to bird turd)
(Reese, frustrated, moves back towards the car and begins wiping with a rag)
(The camera pans up to the sky and zooms in on a lone Seagull soaring in the air)
(after 5 seconds of flying the camera pulls back all the way to the ground and now the family van can be seen pulling into their driveway and it comes to a stop)
(suddenly, another large turd appears on the van windshield.)
(Hal uses the automatic washer but only a tiny squirt comes out and instead of cleaning, the wipers smear a mess across the whole windshield)
(Hal steps out of the van)
Hal: Look at this mess!
(Hal shakes his fist into the sky)
Hal: I see you!
(Hal pickups picks up some rocks and sticks and ineffectively flings them in the air)
Hal: Nice shot, I suppose you think that is funny.
(Lois approaches)
Lois: Hal! It is just a random bird dropping don't be ridiculous.
Hal: Oh no! That's just what he wants us to think. Look at this. (frames the windshield with his hands) Dead center bullseye. And that was a Seagull! We aren't even near the ocean. He flew a long way to bring us a special delivery.
(Lois shakes her head in disbelief and walks away)
(Reese is is sitting on a couch in a dark room. The only light is from a TV. Sitting next to him is a good looking woman, at least 30 years old. She is leaning on him and he has his arm around her)
Woman: This show is boring. Maybe I can think of something better to do.
Reese: Five more minutes! I have to see if this guy gets the movie star or the farm girl?
(Craig steps out of the shadows)
Craig: I'm going to bed. Today is Friday. Remember we agreed you would pay your share of the bills weekly from now on.
Reese: (sits up straight to look at Craig) Craig would it be alright if I (interrupted)
Craig: We agreed, I will pay all the bills. (wags a finger) No more late payments, No exceptions! Hand it over.
Reese: All right! All right!
(Reese grabs a wad of money from his pocket and gives it to Craig)
Craig: And Try to keep it down. Do i need to remind you I'm working the early morning shift with your mother?
Reese: Is that some kind of a threat?
Craig: Just a reminder. Good night.
(Craig walks away into the darkness)
Woman: Is there a problem?
Reese: No problem.
Woman: What's going on?
Reese : Forget it. (he stares away from her into the TV) You would still like me if I lived at home right?
Woman: What? You mean like, with your parents? (giggle) I thought you said they moved out of the country?
Reese: Never mind, forget I said anything.
Woman: Wait, You still haven't told me how old are you really are anyway?
Reese: We are missing the show!
(He grabs the remote and turns the volume up. A TV commercial can be heard - $19.95!)
Reese: Damn! While we were talking I missed the end. Now I'll never know if that guy got off the island!
(He puts the remote control down)
Reese: OK.
(he shrugs and looks in the woman's eyes)
Reese: Let's go.
(Malcolm is lying on his bed and Dewey on Reese's old bed in their room. It is sunny and they are dressed but doing nothing but staring at the ceiling)
Malcolm (to camera): I'm not sure if i should be counting the days until I leave this town, or counting the hours until we find something to do
Dewey: I never realized you were so boring.
Malcolm: Look who is talking. You had an imaginary friend until last year.
Dewey: At least he had ideas for fun things to do.
Malcolm: We could go shoot some hoops?
Dewey: Nah. One on one is no fun. I guess I have gotten to used to our 3 way every man for himself system. Even with the dirty fouls. Who would have thought I would miss Reese?
Malcolm: I know. (sits up) He only lives a few blocks away lets just go over there.
Dewey: (stands and walks to the door then turns back) No, Bad idea. He is always busy. He kicked me out last time I went over. I think he is dating some old lady.
Malcolm: What? Are you serious?
(Reese enters the room from behind and hits Dewey in the back of the head)
Reese: I told you not to tell anyone butt-munch. And she isn't old. She is mature. And experienced. And Mom is not going to ruin this so shut your mouth.
Lois: (suddenly appears in the doorway, she is wearing the Lucky Aid uniform) I'm not going to ruin what?
Reese: (stunned) You're home!
Malcolm: Fine! You caught us! So we wont set the Miller's trash on fire but I know you hate their annoying yapping dog as much as we do.
Lois: You know what? Actually, you are right I do ( she laughs and walks off)
Reese: nice one! I knew you could be useful. Beat it Dewey. (tosses him out, slams the door and puts a chair in front of it)
Dewey: (muffled, banging on the door) Hey! Thats my room. Let me in! Hey
(Reese sits on his old bed across from Malcolm)
Reese: I need your help.
Malcolm: (shakes head no) No, I can't afford to have any court appearances. I'm this close to actually going to Harvard. (holds fingers an inch apart) I think even you can understand that.
Reese: Thats not what I mean. I mean actual adult stuff.
Malcolm: (rolls eyes) Reese, I don't have any pointers for you and the old lady.
Reese: No! I mean like, you know, my future and stuff. And shes not an old lady!
Malcolm: Are you telling me you are actually planning your life more then 5 minutes ahead?
Reese: I know thats new for me. Thats why I need your help.
Malcolm: What exactly is the problem? You have an apartment, a job, a girlfriend?
Reese: Its a house of cards! One wrong move and I'm back here with Mom. Thats a future I can't face.
Malcolm: You need money?
Reese: The job pays enough but...(interrupted)
Malcolm: You got fired?
Reese: No, not yet anyway.
Malcolm: You don't like it?
Reese: It started out OK. Hang out in my own office all day. Take a mop out for a cruise once in awhile. No big deal.
Malcolm: But?
Reese: Well Herkabe(interrupted)
Malcolm: (jumps up) Why didn't you say so? (pacing) He Obviously is just making you miserable to get to me. He knows I'm still here until September. Don't worry, I accept the challenge. We need to really get under his skin. He wants a hostile work environment, we'll give him one!
Reese: Just tell me this doesn't involve the monkey dance.
Malcolm: Just do exactly what I tell you.
(Lois approaches Hal who is in the backyard looking through binoculars)
(a large book is opened on the picnic table with color photos of birds)
Lois: Hal I'm worried about the boys.
Hal: What is it this time? (he doesn't put the binoculars down but continues looking through them)
Lois: I just feel like, well, I'm not sure they are ready to face the world without me Hal. Or without each other.
Hal: Honey, you have to let them go sometime.
Lois: I mean I guess Francis did OK in his whirlwind tour of the country to find a life. And as awful as the monsters in that class are, at least Dewey has made some real friends now. And Jamie can look up to Dewey. But Malcolm and Reese.
Hal: You are being silly honey, they will all be fine.
Lois: Don't you see Hal? Even though they are opposites in so many ways, those 2 have always depended on each other. I mean sure Reese has a job and Malcolm is going off to school. I guess I'm just afraid when they realize they are really on their own they they will regress into social outcasts. I mean how much confidence does Malcolm really have without knowing Reese's fists are backing him up? And how many times has Malcolm kept Reese from setting himself on fire?
Hal: You are over thinking this honey. Where is that damn bird?
Lois: I mean they are in there right now plotting something horrible. I don't even know if they are plotting with each other or against each other this time, but it doesn't matter because either way I don't even have it in me to stop them. I'm just happy to see them together one last time.
Hal: Thats sweet honey.
(Lois walks away)
(Hal continues scanning the sky)
(Dewey approaches)
Dewey: Stupid Reese and stupid Malcolm won't even let me in my own room. They are in there(interrupted)
Hal (puts down the binoculars for the first time and looks at Dewey): Dewey! For the 100th time?
Dewey: I know! Don't snitch unless asked to snitch.
Hal: Good! (looks back into the binoculars) Besides, your mother is already all over this one.
(Herkabe is frustrated trying various keys on a large key ring and can't get into his office.)
(Reese approaches from behind)
Reese: (smiling) What's the matter Lionel?
Herkabe: That's Mr. Herkabe to you. I demand respect.
Reese: Because I'm a Periplaneta Americana compared to you?
Herkabe: That's right, you are a pest. Now scurry off before I hit you with my shoe.
Reese: It is funny the way the hierarchy of respect works. There is always someone above you. Like this person! (he takes a photo out of his pocket with an image of a contestant from the Miss Tri-county pageant) Why I do believe that is the wife of a member of the school board you are kissing!
Herkabe: Where did you find that? Have you been in my office?
Reese: It is funny what you can do with a few tools and a little know how. It turns out a local locksmith loathes you almost as much as I do. You sure do have a way of vexing people.
Herkabe: Ever since the SAT scandal 3 years ago the entrance to all of the administrative offices are under video surveillance (points to a camera on the hallway wall).
Reese: It was a risk, I know. But now I have enough dirt to bury you. Let's parley.
Herkabe: Thats breaking and entering! Wait a minute. Who taught you the word hierarchy? Where is he?
Reese: What are you talking about? Nobody here but you and me.
Herkabe: AHA! What's this? (Herkabe snatches a paper Reese was hiding in the palm of his hand) A script? He moves fast. All right straight to the hardball round. We'll meet and exchange items. One surveillance tape, the pictures of you drooling at your desk, a notarized certificate that you did in fact complete my history class, which will end the official inquiry, and a review with my signature that says during the principals absence you were a satisfactory employee. In exchange, the key to my office, that picture (points to Reese's pocket) and the entire contents of my bottom left file drawer. Undisturbed. Ask Malcolm to come down out of his ivory tower to join us at this meeting as well. I have a retraction written for my letter of recommendation that he might want to see.
Reese: He'll be there.
Herkabe: And this has no bearing on the fact that I'm still in charge here. Lucy the lunch lady went to the emergency room. It seems with yesterday's tuna casserole she poisoned herself and a few of the other miscreants that inhabit this school. In addition to your other duties you are now assistant cafeteria aid until further notice. Report to Carlotta right away. She is in charge of the kitchen now.
Reese: But she doesn't even speak English!
Herkabe: I'm sure the two of you will work something out.
(Malcolm and Reese on the red couch)
Malcolm: He put you in the kitchen? Thats perfect. Your cooking can be our secret weapon.
Reese: How is that going to help?
Malcolm: This is what I want you to do. Forget whatever was on the menu. From now on Reese specials every day. I mean the good kind.
Reese: Did you ever go to our high school cafeteria? They don't even serve food.
Malcolm: Just do it. I have a plan. And tell him I'll meet him in 2 weeks at the school cafeteria for the exchange.
Reese: Well I can't create gourmet meals out of trash.
Malcolm: Thats easy. All the school deliveries come from a mega-corporation, you just need the right numbers and you can get anything. Just tell him you need him to sign for some cleaning supplies. It shouldn't be hard to alter....be cool.
(Lois enters from outside with a bag of groceries)
Lois: Watching TV?
Malcolm and Reese: Yes
Lois: I hope you boys appreciate it. How many brothers get to spend time watching TV together?
(Lois passes into the kitchen)
Malcolm: All of them?
Malcolm(to camera): where does she come up with this stuff?
(in the school kitchen Reese is slaving over some ovens while Carlotta files her nails)
(Herkabe enters and glances around)
Herkabe: Strange, the cafeteria seems unusually full. You would think eating here most of there year would encourage them to avoid summer school in the first place.
(in the distance, diners can be seen seeming to actually enjoy themselves)
Herkabe: Congratulations you have set a school record. 3 consecutive days without a lunchtime rush at the nurse's office. I'm amazed you learned how to turn the nob on the ovens. You should be proud.
(Herkabe begins to walk away)
Reese (under breath): Maybe I could do everyone else a favor and send you to the nurse's office.
Herkabe: (turns back) You may think Malcolm will protect you, but just remember, soon he will be gone and you will be under my heel like the cockroach you really are. You had better stay on my good side.
(Reese redoubles his cooking activities)
(Herkabe walks away)
(Hal is in the backyard hiding behind trash cans. He is holding a rope that connects to an open hinged lid on a crate in the middle of the yard. Several lines of birdseed cross the yard and converge on the crate, which has a large mound of birdseed in it.)
(Malcolm walks by)
Hal: get down son!
(pulls him behind the trash cans)
Malcolm: What are we doing?
Hal: That bird has been back every day to make a mess. It is taunting me.
Malcolm: There are plenty of birds around here. Any of them could have made a mess.
(Various Pigeons, Crows and others can be seen on the roof, fence, nearby trees and sitting on the van)
Hal: I don't care about those. These are his minions. I have to capture the leader, to send a message. I think they will all get the message loud and clear when I drive that Seagull all the way back to the coast!
Malcolm: Thats insane Dad! Did you ever think maybe it isn't an evil plot and all the birds are just attracted to the birdseed?
Hal: Malcolm, if you don't have anything useful to say then...
(Malcolm stares at Hal)
Hal: OK, OK, so you are right maybe I need to rethink this plan.
Malcolm: Thats all I'm saying.
(Malcolm turns and enters the house)
Hal: But I'm still getting rid of these birds.
(Dewey is laying on Reese's old bed)
(Malcolm quickly walks in and closes the door)
Malcolm: Dewey!
(Malcolm sits on his own bed)
Malcolm: I finally thought of something fun we can do together.
Dewey: Well you can forget it, I have finally learned my lesson.
Malcolm: What are you talking about?
Dewey: (sits up facing Malcolm across the isle) You really think I don't know you and Reese are planning something? Now suddenly you need me at the last minute? Let me guess you need someone else to be the patsy when the police show up. Or maybe you are going for an old standby and you simply need someone test out your new atomic wedgie techniques on. Maybe you will go for the novelty of severe emotional trauma that doesn't leave any marks. Whatever it is leave me out of it.
Malcolm: Dewey, it isn't like that. Look I know sometimes we do stuff like that to you. But thats just for fun, this is serious.
Dewey: Ya, lots of fun.
Malcolm: I mean it. I'm asking as a brother. It isn't for me, Reese needs our help. It concerns your future too. Besides, it will be fun.
Dewey: I don't believe you.
Malcolm: Look, I'll tell you everything because I know you are the only one in this family that can keep a secret. Reese doesn't even know the plan.
Dewey: What do you take me for? Don't waste my time trying to butter me up. If you really want my help just tell me what's really going on and we'll take it from there.
continued next post.....
(Malcolm In The Middle fictional episode 724[153])
(On a sunny summer day Reese is wearing a gray maintenance uniform with his name printed on it. He is carrying packs of toilet paper, a can of shaving cream and a box of female hygiene products. He walks towards a rusty car in a parking space by the front door of North High School.)
Reese: (talking to himself) This will teach him to mess with someone who has the keys to all the supply closets.
Herkabe (steps out from behind some bushes): Oh that's original! What are you in 5th grade? Oh wait! No! You aren't in school anymore. You are now a school district employee. That means, instead of detention, I have the privilege of firing you.
Reese: Fat chance, you don't have the authority.
Herkabe: Well, as you are no doubt aware, the school is empty save for a skeleton crew staff and the surprising number of delinquents in summer school. The principal won't be back from Fiji until September. I'm in charge here.
Reese: We both know the principal hates you more then me.
Herkabe: Maybe so, but the school janitor won't receive any sympathy when there are photographs of him creating messes instead of cleaning them. And like a boyscout, I am prepared. (holds up a camera)
(Reese frowns, turns and begins to walk away from the car)
(out of a clear blue sky a single bird turd falls out of nowhere onto the center of the car windshield)
Herkabe: Get back here! Clean that up. (pointing to bird turd)
(Reese, frustrated, moves back towards the car and begins wiping with a rag)
(The camera pans up to the sky and zooms in on a lone Seagull soaring in the air)
(after 5 seconds of flying the camera pulls back all the way to the ground and now the family van can be seen pulling into their driveway and it comes to a stop)
(suddenly, another large turd appears on the van windshield.)
(Hal uses the automatic washer but only a tiny squirt comes out and instead of cleaning, the wipers smear a mess across the whole windshield)
(Hal steps out of the van)
Hal: Look at this mess!
(Hal shakes his fist into the sky)
Hal: I see you!
(Hal pickups picks up some rocks and sticks and ineffectively flings them in the air)
Hal: Nice shot, I suppose you think that is funny.
(Lois approaches)
Lois: Hal! It is just a random bird dropping don't be ridiculous.
Hal: Oh no! That's just what he wants us to think. Look at this. (frames the windshield with his hands) Dead center bullseye. And that was a Seagull! We aren't even near the ocean. He flew a long way to bring us a special delivery.
(Lois shakes her head in disbelief and walks away)
(Reese is is sitting on a couch in a dark room. The only light is from a TV. Sitting next to him is a good looking woman, at least 30 years old. She is leaning on him and he has his arm around her)
Woman: This show is boring. Maybe I can think of something better to do.
Reese: Five more minutes! I have to see if this guy gets the movie star or the farm girl?
(Craig steps out of the shadows)
Craig: I'm going to bed. Today is Friday. Remember we agreed you would pay your share of the bills weekly from now on.
Reese: (sits up straight to look at Craig) Craig would it be alright if I (interrupted)
Craig: We agreed, I will pay all the bills. (wags a finger) No more late payments, No exceptions! Hand it over.
Reese: All right! All right!
(Reese grabs a wad of money from his pocket and gives it to Craig)
Craig: And Try to keep it down. Do i need to remind you I'm working the early morning shift with your mother?
Reese: Is that some kind of a threat?
Craig: Just a reminder. Good night.
(Craig walks away into the darkness)
Woman: Is there a problem?
Reese: No problem.
Woman: What's going on?
Reese : Forget it. (he stares away from her into the TV) You would still like me if I lived at home right?
Woman: What? You mean like, with your parents? (giggle) I thought you said they moved out of the country?
Reese: Never mind, forget I said anything.
Woman: Wait, You still haven't told me how old are you really are anyway?
Reese: We are missing the show!
(He grabs the remote and turns the volume up. A TV commercial can be heard - $19.95!)
Reese: Damn! While we were talking I missed the end. Now I'll never know if that guy got off the island!
(He puts the remote control down)
Reese: OK.
(he shrugs and looks in the woman's eyes)
Reese: Let's go.
(Malcolm is lying on his bed and Dewey on Reese's old bed in their room. It is sunny and they are dressed but doing nothing but staring at the ceiling)
Malcolm (to camera): I'm not sure if i should be counting the days until I leave this town, or counting the hours until we find something to do
Dewey: I never realized you were so boring.
Malcolm: Look who is talking. You had an imaginary friend until last year.
Dewey: At least he had ideas for fun things to do.
Malcolm: We could go shoot some hoops?
Dewey: Nah. One on one is no fun. I guess I have gotten to used to our 3 way every man for himself system. Even with the dirty fouls. Who would have thought I would miss Reese?
Malcolm: I know. (sits up) He only lives a few blocks away lets just go over there.
Dewey: (stands and walks to the door then turns back) No, Bad idea. He is always busy. He kicked me out last time I went over. I think he is dating some old lady.
Malcolm: What? Are you serious?
(Reese enters the room from behind and hits Dewey in the back of the head)
Reese: I told you not to tell anyone butt-munch. And she isn't old. She is mature. And experienced. And Mom is not going to ruin this so shut your mouth.
Lois: (suddenly appears in the doorway, she is wearing the Lucky Aid uniform) I'm not going to ruin what?
Reese: (stunned) You're home!
Malcolm: Fine! You caught us! So we wont set the Miller's trash on fire but I know you hate their annoying yapping dog as much as we do.
Lois: You know what? Actually, you are right I do ( she laughs and walks off)
Reese: nice one! I knew you could be useful. Beat it Dewey. (tosses him out, slams the door and puts a chair in front of it)
Dewey: (muffled, banging on the door) Hey! Thats my room. Let me in! Hey
(Reese sits on his old bed across from Malcolm)
Reese: I need your help.
Malcolm: (shakes head no) No, I can't afford to have any court appearances. I'm this close to actually going to Harvard. (holds fingers an inch apart) I think even you can understand that.
Reese: Thats not what I mean. I mean actual adult stuff.
Malcolm: (rolls eyes) Reese, I don't have any pointers for you and the old lady.
Reese: No! I mean like, you know, my future and stuff. And shes not an old lady!
Malcolm: Are you telling me you are actually planning your life more then 5 minutes ahead?
Reese: I know thats new for me. Thats why I need your help.
Malcolm: What exactly is the problem? You have an apartment, a job, a girlfriend?
Reese: Its a house of cards! One wrong move and I'm back here with Mom. Thats a future I can't face.
Malcolm: You need money?
Reese: The job pays enough but...(interrupted)
Malcolm: You got fired?
Reese: No, not yet anyway.
Malcolm: You don't like it?
Reese: It started out OK. Hang out in my own office all day. Take a mop out for a cruise once in awhile. No big deal.
Malcolm: But?
Reese: Well Herkabe(interrupted)
Malcolm: (jumps up) Why didn't you say so? (pacing) He Obviously is just making you miserable to get to me. He knows I'm still here until September. Don't worry, I accept the challenge. We need to really get under his skin. He wants a hostile work environment, we'll give him one!
Reese: Just tell me this doesn't involve the monkey dance.
Malcolm: Just do exactly what I tell you.
(Lois approaches Hal who is in the backyard looking through binoculars)
(a large book is opened on the picnic table with color photos of birds)
Lois: Hal I'm worried about the boys.
Hal: What is it this time? (he doesn't put the binoculars down but continues looking through them)
Lois: I just feel like, well, I'm not sure they are ready to face the world without me Hal. Or without each other.
Hal: Honey, you have to let them go sometime.
Lois: I mean I guess Francis did OK in his whirlwind tour of the country to find a life. And as awful as the monsters in that class are, at least Dewey has made some real friends now. And Jamie can look up to Dewey. But Malcolm and Reese.
Hal: You are being silly honey, they will all be fine.
Lois: Don't you see Hal? Even though they are opposites in so many ways, those 2 have always depended on each other. I mean sure Reese has a job and Malcolm is going off to school. I guess I'm just afraid when they realize they are really on their own they they will regress into social outcasts. I mean how much confidence does Malcolm really have without knowing Reese's fists are backing him up? And how many times has Malcolm kept Reese from setting himself on fire?
Hal: You are over thinking this honey. Where is that damn bird?
Lois: I mean they are in there right now plotting something horrible. I don't even know if they are plotting with each other or against each other this time, but it doesn't matter because either way I don't even have it in me to stop them. I'm just happy to see them together one last time.
Hal: Thats sweet honey.
(Lois walks away)
(Hal continues scanning the sky)
(Dewey approaches)
Dewey: Stupid Reese and stupid Malcolm won't even let me in my own room. They are in there(interrupted)
Hal (puts down the binoculars for the first time and looks at Dewey): Dewey! For the 100th time?
Dewey: I know! Don't snitch unless asked to snitch.
Hal: Good! (looks back into the binoculars) Besides, your mother is already all over this one.
(Herkabe is frustrated trying various keys on a large key ring and can't get into his office.)
(Reese approaches from behind)
Reese: (smiling) What's the matter Lionel?
Herkabe: That's Mr. Herkabe to you. I demand respect.
Reese: Because I'm a Periplaneta Americana compared to you?
Herkabe: That's right, you are a pest. Now scurry off before I hit you with my shoe.
Reese: It is funny the way the hierarchy of respect works. There is always someone above you. Like this person! (he takes a photo out of his pocket with an image of a contestant from the Miss Tri-county pageant) Why I do believe that is the wife of a member of the school board you are kissing!
Herkabe: Where did you find that? Have you been in my office?
Reese: It is funny what you can do with a few tools and a little know how. It turns out a local locksmith loathes you almost as much as I do. You sure do have a way of vexing people.
Herkabe: Ever since the SAT scandal 3 years ago the entrance to all of the administrative offices are under video surveillance (points to a camera on the hallway wall).
Reese: It was a risk, I know. But now I have enough dirt to bury you. Let's parley.
Herkabe: Thats breaking and entering! Wait a minute. Who taught you the word hierarchy? Where is he?
Reese: What are you talking about? Nobody here but you and me.
Herkabe: AHA! What's this? (Herkabe snatches a paper Reese was hiding in the palm of his hand) A script? He moves fast. All right straight to the hardball round. We'll meet and exchange items. One surveillance tape, the pictures of you drooling at your desk, a notarized certificate that you did in fact complete my history class, which will end the official inquiry, and a review with my signature that says during the principals absence you were a satisfactory employee. In exchange, the key to my office, that picture (points to Reese's pocket) and the entire contents of my bottom left file drawer. Undisturbed. Ask Malcolm to come down out of his ivory tower to join us at this meeting as well. I have a retraction written for my letter of recommendation that he might want to see.
Reese: He'll be there.
Herkabe: And this has no bearing on the fact that I'm still in charge here. Lucy the lunch lady went to the emergency room. It seems with yesterday's tuna casserole she poisoned herself and a few of the other miscreants that inhabit this school. In addition to your other duties you are now assistant cafeteria aid until further notice. Report to Carlotta right away. She is in charge of the kitchen now.
Reese: But she doesn't even speak English!
Herkabe: I'm sure the two of you will work something out.
(Malcolm and Reese on the red couch)
Malcolm: He put you in the kitchen? Thats perfect. Your cooking can be our secret weapon.
Reese: How is that going to help?
Malcolm: This is what I want you to do. Forget whatever was on the menu. From now on Reese specials every day. I mean the good kind.
Reese: Did you ever go to our high school cafeteria? They don't even serve food.
Malcolm: Just do it. I have a plan. And tell him I'll meet him in 2 weeks at the school cafeteria for the exchange.
Reese: Well I can't create gourmet meals out of trash.
Malcolm: Thats easy. All the school deliveries come from a mega-corporation, you just need the right numbers and you can get anything. Just tell him you need him to sign for some cleaning supplies. It shouldn't be hard to alter....be cool.
(Lois enters from outside with a bag of groceries)
Lois: Watching TV?
Malcolm and Reese: Yes
Lois: I hope you boys appreciate it. How many brothers get to spend time watching TV together?
(Lois passes into the kitchen)
Malcolm: All of them?
Malcolm(to camera): where does she come up with this stuff?
(in the school kitchen Reese is slaving over some ovens while Carlotta files her nails)
(Herkabe enters and glances around)
Herkabe: Strange, the cafeteria seems unusually full. You would think eating here most of there year would encourage them to avoid summer school in the first place.
(in the distance, diners can be seen seeming to actually enjoy themselves)
Herkabe: Congratulations you have set a school record. 3 consecutive days without a lunchtime rush at the nurse's office. I'm amazed you learned how to turn the nob on the ovens. You should be proud.
(Herkabe begins to walk away)
Reese (under breath): Maybe I could do everyone else a favor and send you to the nurse's office.
Herkabe: (turns back) You may think Malcolm will protect you, but just remember, soon he will be gone and you will be under my heel like the cockroach you really are. You had better stay on my good side.
(Reese redoubles his cooking activities)
(Herkabe walks away)
(Hal is in the backyard hiding behind trash cans. He is holding a rope that connects to an open hinged lid on a crate in the middle of the yard. Several lines of birdseed cross the yard and converge on the crate, which has a large mound of birdseed in it.)
(Malcolm walks by)
Hal: get down son!
(pulls him behind the trash cans)
Malcolm: What are we doing?
Hal: That bird has been back every day to make a mess. It is taunting me.
Malcolm: There are plenty of birds around here. Any of them could have made a mess.
(Various Pigeons, Crows and others can be seen on the roof, fence, nearby trees and sitting on the van)
Hal: I don't care about those. These are his minions. I have to capture the leader, to send a message. I think they will all get the message loud and clear when I drive that Seagull all the way back to the coast!
Malcolm: Thats insane Dad! Did you ever think maybe it isn't an evil plot and all the birds are just attracted to the birdseed?
Hal: Malcolm, if you don't have anything useful to say then...
(Malcolm stares at Hal)
Hal: OK, OK, so you are right maybe I need to rethink this plan.
Malcolm: Thats all I'm saying.
(Malcolm turns and enters the house)
Hal: But I'm still getting rid of these birds.
(Dewey is laying on Reese's old bed)
(Malcolm quickly walks in and closes the door)
Malcolm: Dewey!
(Malcolm sits on his own bed)
Malcolm: I finally thought of something fun we can do together.
Dewey: Well you can forget it, I have finally learned my lesson.
Malcolm: What are you talking about?
Dewey: (sits up facing Malcolm across the isle) You really think I don't know you and Reese are planning something? Now suddenly you need me at the last minute? Let me guess you need someone else to be the patsy when the police show up. Or maybe you are going for an old standby and you simply need someone test out your new atomic wedgie techniques on. Maybe you will go for the novelty of severe emotional trauma that doesn't leave any marks. Whatever it is leave me out of it.
Malcolm: Dewey, it isn't like that. Look I know sometimes we do stuff like that to you. But thats just for fun, this is serious.
Dewey: Ya, lots of fun.
Malcolm: I mean it. I'm asking as a brother. It isn't for me, Reese needs our help. It concerns your future too. Besides, it will be fun.
Dewey: I don't believe you.
Malcolm: Look, I'll tell you everything because I know you are the only one in this family that can keep a secret. Reese doesn't even know the plan.
Dewey: What do you take me for? Don't waste my time trying to butter me up. If you really want my help just tell me what's really going on and we'll take it from there.
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