Wow.
Yeah.
-You know what I'm saying?
-Oh, nice gear, homeys.
Where'd you get that jacket? Ooh!
Uh, my attic.
Now, is that a new store?
Where is that at?
You turn left at the linen closet,
pull the stairs down and go up.
So it's an old leather
jacket your Dad wore.
You found it, you put it on.
It's very retro. It's very Shaft .
-Shut your mouth.
-Alright.
How come you're wearing that cap?
Because my Grandmama gave me a fade
and she's got the shakes.
Why are you asking all these questions?
Boy?
Fellas, this is what I do.
I spot trends and then report them
to the fine people
at Gear Airs Sportswear.
They want to know what
the cool people are wearing.
I tell 'em. I'm a style chaser.
You better pick up the pace
'cause judging by that outfit you got on,
style is way ahead of you. Go get it.
[bell rings]
Hi.
Mr. Harrison.
New teacher.
Alright, Ziggy Marley.
Get that all the time.
But take my word for it
and don't ask me to sing.
Okay. Why doesn't everyone come
to order and take a seat?
Or we could pick one student at random
and b*at him within an inch of his life.
Or we could study Astronomy.
I'll be filling in for Mrs. Krup,
who will be on
an extended leave of absence.
Did she have to go back
to the quote, unquote "spa"
for her problems with quote,
unquote "pain K*llers?"
[chuckles]
Quote, unquote "no."
But you can e-mail her at www.bllbbbl.com.
Hey, that was a good one.
Now let's see what kind
of hand I been dealt.
Who can tell me something
about Orion's Belt?
And please don't say
it holds up Orion's pants.
Orion's Belt is a row
of three bright stars
in one of the youngest constellations
visible to the naked eye.
You must be T.J.
I've been reading about
the pros and cons of this class.
Speaking of cons, who are Marcus and Mo?
Uh, they're... they're not here.
Well, as far as I'm concerned,
we're starting off with a clean slate.
Ha. Morris L. Tibbs is not falling
for that one.
If he was here.
You tell him "hi" when you see him.
The good news is
that you'll all get a chance
to see Orion's Belt
when the class visits
the National Planetarium!
How many of you will be up
for a field trip?
Alright! A field trip.
It'll have to be on a Saturday.
Morris L. Tibbs does not
do school on Saturday.
If he were here.
[whistle blows]
♪ Another slice of the life
Of Master T.J. Henderson ♪
♪ Super intelligent,
A fine young gentleman ♪
♪ A -year-old whiz kid
Bustin' high school ♪
♪ A pugnacious little shorty
With a thousand IQ ♪
♪ He's got a way with the ladies ♪
♪ And he's keepin' it real ♪
♪ Your favorite little study buddy
He knows the deal ♪
♪ That he's still just a kid
On the ball, very clever ♪
♪ You can say that he's bright,
Brainy, gifted, whatever ♪
♪ Your brother is smart ♪
♪ He's a smart guy ♪
♪ Smart guy ♪
♪ Smart guy ♪
♪ He's a smart guy ♪
Hey, guys. Are these pants big enough?
For what?
You know, to be trendy.
To be in the groove?
To be a hip-hop hero?
They're perfect.
I wouldn't change a thing.
You're my idol.
No. Come on, serious, guys.
Why you asking us, bruh?
Because you are the fashion kings.
Why else would Deon be selling pictures
of you to Gear Airs?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. Selling?
For money?
Uh, scrillah is money, right?
Yeah, yeah, for money.
How 'bout these shoes?
Are they fly?
They're flyzilla.
Flyzilla!
Alright!
Flyzilla?
Hey, these stupid phrases
have to start somewhere.
I don't know about you guys,
but Deon making money off of us?
That just burns me up.
It's not just the money, though.
It's just something about it
that just don't feel right.
Maybe what doesn't feel right
is that Deon's stealing a part of you.
You know, many Native American tribes
don't allow themselves to be photographed
because they feel that a little piece
of their soul's being taken from them.
Nah, it's the money.
Hey, anyone mind if I sit here?
No. Go ahead. Have a seat.
Listen, I'm having trouble
typing up that assignment.
It'll be a little late.
I didn't give you an assignment.
Will you be?
Yes, at some point.
It'll be a little late.
Some people aren't accustomed
to social contact with teachers.
Yeah, man. It's kinda silly, you know?
'Cause you're just a regular
person like anybody else
who has an outside life in,
uh, I gotta go. Excuse me.
Hey, now, can I clear a room or what?
I spoke to my buddy at the planetarium.
He said he could take a small group
to see the new exhibition before it opens.
That's... that's excellent!
So between me and you and all the kids
in my other classes who are interested,
it'll be, um... me and you.
Great. I can change seats
a lot on the bus.
I mean, he actually knows about science.
Mrs. Krup just used to pick food
out of her teeth,
stare at the clock
and mumble about tenure.
Boy, Mr. Harrison sounds
like a terrific teacher.
He is. He even arranged for us
to go to the planetarium
and look through this
isofractal telescope this Saturday.
But we're going camping Saturday.
Oh, I completely forgot.
You forgot?
I want to go camping. I really do.
The last thing I want to do is
hurt your feelings.
It's just an incredible opportunity.
Oh, well, I understand.
You know, those opportunities come up,
you just gotta grab them.
So that means I gotta
miss out on dragging my butt
up Hogback Mountain,
sleeping on a half-inflated air mattress
and going to the bathroom
in front of a deer.
So be it.
Thanks, Dad.
Hey, Deon, thanks for coming over, man.
Hey, y'all tell me there's
a new look on one of them bus
with a brand new roll of film.
No. Wait a minute, homey.
Before we start posing,
it has come to our attention
that you seem to be making money
off of our unique sense
of flare and style.
Yeah. We're not too wild about that.
Hey, I'm just being paid to do my j-o-b.
Okay, which happens to be taking pictures
of people I decide they're worth
taking pictures of.
Uh-uh and we're worth
getting p-a-i-d for it.
Hmm.
Oh, I see.
Y'all want me to cut you in.
No.
Wait a minute. Now, you're making money.
Gear Airs's making money.
We're the only ones not making no money.
Yeah, so either share some of the luciano
or stop taking pictures of us.
I can take a picture
of you anytime I want...
because it's a free country and, uh,
how are you gonna stop me?
Ow!
Hey, slamming shoes!
-Oh, you like 'em?
-I like those. Are those blue?
Yeah. What?
Ohh! Somebody oughta deep fry that shrimp.
Deon's not letting you in on his action.
I am stunned.
And he won't stop taking pictures of us.
Again, stunned.
Look, if you guys want Deon to stop
taking pictures of you,
don't be so stylish.
Hmm, you might as well tell
an ostrich not to fly.
You know?
They don't... fly.
Well, then how do they
get South for the winter?
I'm going to say this slowly.
If you guys wear stupid-looking clothes
and convince Deon they're in style,
you could make him look like a fool.
Now, I can get behind that.
Yeah. I know what we'll do.
We'll take big, oversized shirts
and wear them backwards.
Or we could wear our glasses upside down
and turn our pockets inside out.
Yeah. Orthodontic headgear
even if we don't need it.
Pants that actually fit.
Now, that's just crazy, man. Are you okay?
What's up with your boy?
I don't know.
Would you please stop?
Pop, I am hungry.
I'm tired of waiting on T.J.
Now, how long does it take
to explore the universe?
About an hour longer than we thought.
[door closes]
[T.J.] Dad, I'm home!
Well, time to eat.
I got the end piece. Called it.
Hey, Dad, I want you to meet
my Science teacher, Mr. Harrison.
Pleased to meet you. And it's Mitch.
Hey! T.J. speaks very highly of you.
Well, he's still young.
His voice hasn't changed.
Voice hasn't changed. Isn't he funny?
Yeah!
Um, look, we've been
holding dinner for you.
Uh, you still hungry?
Yeah. Can Mr. Harrison stay?
Can he? Can he? Can he?
Hey, I don't want to impose.
You're not imposing.
Tell him he's not imposing.
-You're not imposing.
-See? You're not imposing.
Okay, then.
So, that means you're gonna have
dinner with us at the table?
That seems to be the plan.
Sure. A teacher--
a teacher having dinner with us. Cool.
Yeah. Listen, I gotta go. Okay?
Well, that frees up
the end piece for you, Mitch.
Have a seat.
Here. You can sit next to me.
But Dewar pointed out in
his large number hypothesis
that ten to the th power is nearly
the age of the universe in atomic units.
Now this coincidence could be understood
in fundamental constants,
in particular, "g"--
That's the gravitational constant.
Guh.
If "g" varied as the universe aged.
Yes, but that flies in the face
of general relativity
as Einstein described it.
I think he got you on that one, man.
Oh, thank goodness, food.
Hey, honey.
Hi, Dad, T.J.
Mr. Harrison, who's here,
watching me eat like a pig.
Hi, Yvette.
Here. Let me show you
a possible mathematical variation
that would explain what I mean.
Since observational limits
are wildly inadequate,
we have to use our intuition to infer
the existence of constants that vary,
just like Dewar did.
You make a good point.
The man makes a good point.
Good point, brother.
You have no idea
what they're talking about, do you?
Not a clue.
I was with them up til "pass the butter."
After that, everything got foggy.
I'm just looking for the right opening
to get back in.
You know, Mr. Harrison,
maybe the whole class
could go on a stargazing
field trip sometime.
Stargazing, that's a great idea.
Why don't I take you and your friends
up to Hogback Mountain?
That's a great place to study the sky.
I don't know, Dad.
It's good for camping and all, but--
Actually, the atmospheric conditions
on Hogback are exceptional.
It's one of the best spots in the area.
Really? Could you take us sometime?
Sure.
Hey, Dad, did you hear that?
The school Mr. Harrison went
to had its own planetarium.
Piedmont won't even spring
for a telescope.
Well, Bradbury's got a lot of rich alumni
who like to see their names on buildings.
The only names on Piedmont buildings
are spraypainted.
Well, I'd lobby to get
a telescope for Piedmont,
but they're not gonna listen to me.
I'm going back to teach
at Bradbury next year.
Oh, no!
Did you hear that, Dad?
No. Really?
Is it a long way away?
No. It's in Virginia, about an hour away.
In fact, it'll be
a great place for T.J to go.
Oh, yeah. I'll just have
to cash in some of them gold bars
I got the truck propped up on.
They've got a full scholarship program.
That's how I got in.
What kind of a GPA did you have?
. .
But I went on a basketball scholarship.
Wow! You hoop, too?
Only through college.
Yeah? What position did you play?
-Point guard.
-I played forward.
Power forward.
Hey, nice rotation on the ball.
I got skills.
You wouldn't happen
to want to play one, would you?
I mean, first one up to ten?
Dad!
Look, you've been having fun
with him all night.
Now it's my turn.
Your ball out.
Okay.
Nice sh*t.
My backyard.
Game!
Pretty good game, huh?
Y-yeah, I guess.
Are you okay?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Good game.
Hey, T.J.
You know, we're gonna have
a new North Star one day?
Yeah. Vega.
They say it'll be in a few thousand years
due to the Earth's procession.
Precession.
It's like the wobbling of a top.
Oh, yeah. Yeah. Precession.
Oh, I think that's amazing, man.
It's almost as amazing as black holes.
You know, those things are so dense,
not even light can escape
their gravitational pull.
Hence, the name.
Black.
That's right. Anything else?
No. I'm done.
Nice try.
What?
Come on, Dad.
Between that macho basketball display
the other night
and this let's-rap-about-astronomy thing?
It's quite clear what's going on.
And that is?
You're watching
your child transfer his hero worship
from Father to another person.
And you're scrambling to hold on
to that worship a little longer.
I think scrambling is a little strong.
Maybe what you should do is accept
the situation, be supportive
and don't try to compete
with Mr. Harrison.
You're right.
Somebody else can give
T.J. something I can't.
I shouldn't fight him.
I should encourage him.
Well, it's not like you
can't give T.J. stuff.
No, no. I always knew T.J.
would outgrow me one day.
I just wasn't ready
for it to be this soon.
Everything happens faster with T.J.
If it's any consolation,
Marcus will probably live
with you until he's .
No need to smile, people.
It's not your face I'm interested in.
Alright.
So what do you feel like having?
I'm kind of craving some halibut.
Hey, yo, yo. What's up?
Why are you two dressed up
like Mr. and Mrs. Pauls?
I don't know. It's our new look.
Yeah. You like it?
You want to take some pictures?
How stupid do you think I am?
Gear Airs would fire my behind
If I told him
Gilligan and the Skipper were the flavor.
Let me tell you 'bout the flavor.
Hey, bud.
What's up?
I asked Mr. Militich
if the school had money for a telescope.
He laughed. He's still laughing.
I counted five gold fillings.
I'm sick of this stupid school.
So go to a less stupid school.
Huh?
I spoke to the dean of admissions
over at Bradbury...
told him all about you.
He said you sound like the perfect
candidate for a scholarship.
Are you interested?
Yeah, I guess.
But wouldn't I have to live away
from home to go there?
Well, it's an hour away,
but you could come home on weekends.
I know it's a big change,
but it's really a terrific school.
Yeah.
Wow!
So, check it out.
Talk it over with your Dad.
Hey, little man. What you got there?
Uh, Bradbury Academy.
Really?
Yeah. Mr. Harrison gave it to me.
They seem to have a scholarship opening.
Oh. Oh! Ohh!
Ha ha. That's great!
Yeah. Yeah, it's great!
Well, let me take a look at it.
Ah, got a lot of stuff here.
A planetarium, horseback riding,
rowing, a spa.
Yeah. The closest thing
to a spa at Piedmont
is the vaporizer in Mr. Militich's office.
Well, it's an impressive school.
Heck, it's an impressive resort.
Of course, I'd have to live there
and I know how you feel about that.
Yeah, but if Mr. Harrison thinks that
you'd like it there,
then I think we ought to check it out.
You mean, actually go see it?
Yeah. We'll do it Saturday.
I'll bring my polo mallet.
-It was weird.
-I told you he was gonna--
Aw, hey, guys.
Where are the slickers?
Have you got tired of people pointing
and laughing at y'all?
Hee hee. Have you?
Man, go away!
Here's your notes back, Marcus. Thanks.
Well, that was weird.
Yeah. Since when did you
start taking notes?
I'm talking about what she's wearing.
Ahoy there, homeys.
Oh, hold up. Hold up. Hold up.
What are you doing dressed like that?
It's what they're wearing, matey.
Ha! Will you look at that?
Who would've thunk it?
We invent a fad to make Deon look bad
and it catches on.
And Deon's here to catch it all on film.
Hey! Now stop taking pictures.
We told you we don't want you selling
our ideas to some big company.
You're right. I shouldn't sell 'em
to a big company.
Yeah, I should sell 'em
to a small company.
Hold on, hold on.
What are you talking about?
Man, I'm gonna buy up all the slickers
I can find,
slap a logo on it, and... voila !
Deon wear.
Get your Deon! Yeah, I like that!
-Yeah!
-Get your Deon!
Alright, everybody. He's gone.
Bring your slickers up, single file line.
Very convincing, ladies and gentlemen.
A job well done.
Operation stick-it-to-Deon was a success.
Can I, uh, can I keep my slicker?
I kinda like the way I look.
Sure, man, it's a flyzilla.
Yeah!
Well, that Bradbury is a pretty
impressive place.
So you like it, huh?
Oh, yeah. What's not to like?
The dorms are incredible.
I could come down anytime I want
and visit you.
Play nine holes, take steam.
Well, there's more to a school
than Nautilus equipment
and skeet sh**ting.
Oh, yeah. I mean, academically, it's tops.
Ten to one student/teacher ratio
and a very impressive faculty.
And your Mr. Harrison's gonna be there.
And I know how much you like him.
Sounds like the perfect place for you.
Why don't you just open
the door and push me out?
What?
It's dark. No one will see.
You can watch me bounce
in the rearview mirror.
What are you talking about?
It's like you want to get rid of me.
Don't you like me anymore?
Of course I like you.
In fact, I've grown downright fond of you
over the last years.
Then why are you so desperate
to get me to go to Bradbury?
I'm not. I thought you wanted to go.
You keep telling Mr. Harrison
about how great it sounded.
I didn't want to offend him.
I was kind of hoping you'd do
the Dad thing and forbid me to go.
So, you don't want to go to Bradbury?
I don't want to live
away from home next year.
I don't want to live away from home
until I'm in college.
Well, that could be, like, next year.
Are you throwing me
out of the truck again?
No!
No.
I want to keep you in this truck
as long as possible.
It's just that sometimes I'm not sure
if I can give you all
the things a smart kid like you needs.
So if Mr. Harrison says he can get you
into a place like Bradbury,
I feel like I ought to step aside,
give you something
better than what you've got.
I like what I've got.
Really?
Yeah. I mean, it's worked up till now.
Besides, I don't play golf
and horses scare me.
You're right.
It has worked pretty well up until now.
Hey, Dad, you think tomorrow we can go
up to Hogback Mountain and camp out?
Do a little stargazing?
Sure. How about it?
Sounds good to me.
Hey, there's Polaris.
That's an airplane, Dad.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, but it's blocking Polaris.
Yes, it is.
Hi, Daddy. How was the camping trip?
It was a nightmare.
It rained, couldn't see the stars.
It was freezing, coyotes ate our food,
tore my down sleeping bag,
lost my good hunting Kn*fe,
didn't catch a single fish.
I am never going back
to godforsaken Hogback Mountain again.
Where's T.J.?
Aw, crud.
[clapper]
I'm never working for this guy again.
02x22 - My Two Dads
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T.J. Henderson, who moves from being an elementary school student in the fourth grade to a high school student in the tenth grade, attending the same school as his two elder siblings.
T.J. Henderson, who moves from being an elementary school student in the fourth grade to a high school student in the tenth grade, attending the same school as his two elder siblings.