The Schooling

Let’s Drop Out!



 * I say we ditch school today. They’ve already taught us the three key things we need to know: How to do the grammaring of words good and how to count.
 * I don’t know, man. I feel like we still need math. Like say you've got.. twenty dollars and you wanna buy three 2 dollar candy bars. How much money do you give Larry?
 * All of it and wait for change, like everyone else does. I say we don’t just ditch school today, we straight up drop out.
 * (angrily) Hmm.
 * Yeah well, sorry but Mewtwo's first law of physics; what goes up, uh, stays in Vegas.
 * Isaac Newton would be spinning in his grave, but gravity won't let him. Personally, guys, I think you should go to class. Look at me, nothing good comes out of ditching school.
 * What are you talking about? You spend all day doing small jobs with no expectations whatsoever. You're living the dream, Larry.
 * Given how little I sleep, that's more true than I wish it was.
 * Trust me, man, school is way worse. Last summer we only had six weeks off instead of eight.
 * Then it was straight back to the everyday grind, the old 9-to-3!
 * What about college? I hear it's pretty fun.
 * What's the point of college? Sure, you discover yourself, but it turns out that yourself is someone with $100,000 of debt and a didgeridoo.
 * But what would you do for money?
 * Same thing that graduates do; take some job as a bag boy at the local supermarket or something.
 * Hmm, fair enough. Hey, could you fill in for me while I take five? My doctor says if I don't a break at least once a year, my heart might stop from exhaustion.
 * Hey, go for it, man! Take longer if you want.
 * My doctor says if I take longer than five minutes, the drop in adrenaline could stop my heart.
 * and :
 * (sighs) Can I trust you with this?
 * Oh, I don't know. I mean, it looks really hard. Let me fully shut down my brain. Am I doing this right? More gawpi?
 * No stress, we got you, dude.
 * Eh.
 * Eh.

Larry’s Schedule

 * Well, we just follow this times-table to the last letter. [Points to the list of turns in the wall and follow it to the backside. Both sigh awkwardly and keep following the list until a siege in front the rail roads of a train]
 * : I think that´s it´s ov... [A train with the same list pass behind them]
 * and : [Both sigh and keeps walking til' they arrive the dessert. The scene cuts and both enter to a Joyful Burguer branch where a photocopier ends the list]
 * : There it is, so, what do we do?
 * : And what did appear in the times-table, didn't you read it?
 * : I don´t say I read it, I say just followit  to the last letter.
 * : R!
 * : [Look to the turns an sees one that says "Lock the door"] Oh, good guess.
 * ​​​: [In the background] Can I finally get some service here?
 * [Gumball and Darwin go to the counter and put their bonnets]
 * ​​​: [Holding a soda cup] I purchase this cup fully of soda ten minutes ago, and then I was getting out of the door when I find this! [Points to the basse of the cup]
 * : But there’s nothing wrong with your cup.
 * ​​​: Are you trying to deny my concern and right of complaint for get free stuff?
 * : Of course we not, sir, you can make complaints about the cup as much as you like.
 * ​​​: Oh, really? Then I suggest you add a chapter to my little friend [Picks a book] ¡¡Rules bookster!! [He opens it and starts turning the page] Here is the dictionary of it, but I think I will not discover it as well. [Points at the book when he find something] Bottle mistake, without a bottle, this deserve a feast of free service.
 * : As you wish sir. [Picks the cup and puncture the basse of the cup with a fork whle the soda spills and Harold looks in shock]
 * : [In the background] A little help, please.

Lost And Found.

 * [Gumball and Darwin put another uniforms and go to the counter of the customer service in the mall, where          a old lady is waiting]
 * Are you okay, ma'am?
 * I've lost my Little Timmy, can you helpe me to find him?
 * Sure, what is it look like?
 * [Making gestures with her hands] He's fifty, two hundred pounds, red air, a mustache.
 * [Awkwardly'] Okay, when was the last time you saw Little Timmy?
 * It was nineteen, seventy five.
 * You meant here in the store?
 * No, in New Jersey.
 * Sorry madam, but...
 * Can you call him by the PA system, please?
 * But how can he possibly?...
 * Can you call him, please?
 * [Gumball and Darwin look each other with sadness]
 * [By the microphone of the counter] Could Little Timmy please come to the counter, please?
 * You got to sing his song if you want him to come.
 * Uh... how the song go?
 * [The scene cuts to several customers shopping. Gumball starts to sing by the microphone of the counter]
 * [Singing] Make me a cake and fill it with brisket
 * The taste of your hands only sweetens the biscuit
 * Mama's proud boy, his belly is swollen
 * Sluthered with butter until it turns golden
 * [The song ends and the costumers look to Gumball awkwardly]
 * I'm sorry madam, but I don't think Little Timmy is going to...
 * [Appears] Mama!!
 * Timmy!! [Both hug and touch each other mouth]
 * Gumball: [Looking awkwardly] Okay, is anything else we can do to you?
 * Yes, my baby's hungry, I would like to purchase a closs-jacket, a baseball bat, and a passport.
 * Of course, so cross the street in front of the mall, turn left, go to the police station and make the same question there. They’ll give you exactly what you need.
 * Thank you. Here’s a tip for your trouble. [She gives him her denture and goes away]
 *         [Gumball throws the denture away]
 * [In the background] Waiter!
 *         [Gumball throws the denture away]
 * [In the background] Waiter!

The Window

 * and : Yes, ma’am?
 * I would like to be moved closer to the window, please.
 * Sure! Please change seats,
 * I said I would like to be moved closer to the window.
 * A little closer please?
 * I said, closer!
 * A little closer please?
 * I said, closer!
 * I said, closer!