01x16 - Green With Envy? // Two Can Play

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♪ My name is Angela ♪

♪ Hey, hello! ♪

♪ Welcome to my very own show ♪

♪ I'll introduce my friends to you ♪

Oh no! It's Ninnypoo!

♪ Shoobee-doobee-doo wap-waa. ♪

♪ My name is Angela ♪

♪ And you are not ♪

♪ Nanette Manoir is a stuck up jerk face snot ♪

And now to today's story, starring me.

And NOT starring Nannete Manoir.

Usually I am not excited about going to school,

but today is not usual on account of today I am

wearing my brand new windbreaker that my mom

let me pick out for myself.

Mom: How about this olive green one?

Um, no thanks.

Mom: Chartreuse?

EWWW!

Mom: Okay, this one says Highway Worker Orange.

Did you say "Highway Worker Orangel?"

And everyone, even Mrs. Brinks,

will be impressed with my new impressive windbreaker.

Look, Baby Lulu, even in a spoon I look great in my

new windbreaker.

OW! Baby Lulu!

Don't you know that's not how to tell me how much you

like my windbreaker?

Ow!

Nice windbreaker, Angie-pants!

Hey!

[LAUGH]

See, even my dimwit brothers like my new

Highway Worker Orange windbreaker!

Howdy Angela! Nice orange windbreaker.

I picked it out myself!

Unnh? Ouch!

So now I am thinking that even though this orange

windbreaker is extra cool, if it doesn't stop getting

me so much attention, I'm gonna be late for school!

Angela- smart windbreaker!

Bet it keeps you aerodynamic and warm,

allowing you to increase your workout productivity

by thirteen percent!

Yeah, I think so.

Go get 'em tiger.

Grrrr!

[GRUNTS]

Wow! This really is a nice windbreaker!

Even Ninnie-Poo is jealous of my new

orange windbreaker.

OW! Johnny!

I didn't do nuthin'!

What is the meaning of all this commotion!?

Angela Anaconda!?

I, but I - I pinched Angela on the arm!

Johnny Abatti!

Have you lost your marbles?

Excusez-moi, Mrs. Brinks, but I think Johnny's

behavior can be explained by the fact that today is

St. Patrick's Day.

St. Patrick's Day!!

I was so completely excited about my brand new

windbreaker in Highway Worker Orange that I

completely forgot that this is the day where everyone

is supposed to wear green!

And according to Tapwater Springs tradition,

on St. Patrick's Day, you are allowed to pinch anyone

who is thoughtless enough not to wear green.

Baby Lulu!

Hey!

Uh!

Grrr.

Uh-Oh.

Oh dear! How appalling!

I will not allow barbaric behavior such as pinching

in my classroom!

Whew!

However, barbaric behavior at recess is a completely

different matter.

[CHEER]

Oh no!

Come recess time, I'm gonna be a pinch cushion

which means for the first time in my life,

I actually want to miss recess!

[MOAN]

Oh dear me, Mrs. Brinks.

I feel that I have a very sick stomach feeling in my

stomach, that feels like I should be sent home.

At least until after recess.

Hmmm, you do sound sick. Mayb -

Excusez-moi, Mrs. Brinks,

but if Angela is so ill, why isn't she green?

I bet all she needs is fresh air at recess time.

For once, I agree with you, Mr. Abatti.

You do!?

Thanks a lot, Johnny Abatti.

So now my good idea is to get in trouble with

Mrs. Brinks so that she will make me stay in from recess,

because in from recess is where I won't get pinched.

Whis is it that the only time you can't get in trouble

is when you're actually trying to get in trouble?

As I was saying, class, crabs are able to walk

or run sideways.

They are also delicious served with a robust butter

and garlic sauce mmmm.

Mrs. Brinks is wrapped up in another of her lectures on

edible animals, so if I wanna get in trouble,

I'm gonna have to do it right!

Like putting this sticky glue on her chair so she

will be sure to stick to-

Angela Anaconda, what are you doing?

Ooops!

Miss Anaconda!

What is the meaning of this randomly destructive behavior?

Beats me, Mrs. Brinks.

I guess this means I get to, I mean um,

have to stay in for recess?

Mrs. Brinks, while it does seem that Angela should stay

in for recess, I couldn't help notice that the erasers

haven't been cleaned all day.

And I would so hate to see you sneeze due to chalk dust.

Nanette, you never cease to surprise me with your

thoughtfulness.

Angela, your punishment will be to clap these erasers!

And Mrs. Brinks, since your important lesson on

crustacean biology has already been interrupted by

Angela's 'shenanigans', I was thinking that perhaps

now would be a good time for a class bathroom break.

Yes, Nanette. How practical.

You certainly know how to make a silk purse

from a sow's ear.

Class! Bathroom break!

I was noticing that the erasers haven't been

cleaned all day.

Uh-oh.

Hey! Oo! Stop!

Well, I'm glad I made it through that.

I'm glad Mrs. Brinks added the cafeteria to the

no-pinching zone.

Pinching and eating just don't mix.

Yeah, now I can enjoy a relaxing lunch of green bean

primavera followed by a soothing course

of green jiggly fruit.

There's just one problem, Angela Anaconda:

after lunch comes recess.

And at recess I'll be a goner on account of then the

whole school will be after me!

I might as well start planning my funeral now.

Maybe you should try to find some green clothing.

Although it will clash with your Highway Worker

Orange windbreaker.

Does jiggly fruit count if you put some

on your head? Heh heh.

Very funny, Johnny Abatti, but maybe I should try

wearing clothes that are actually clothes.

I'd give you the shirt off my back but I'm wearing it.

Don't any of you have any green socks or something?

I know, maybe you could find something in the school's

Lost and Found box.

There's bound to be some green clothing in there.

Gina Lash, you get smarter every day.

Save my lunch while I sneak out.

Hey, you were s'posed to save her lunch!

What safer place than in my stomach?

I can't believe it!

Not one single article of green clothing!

How is that possible?

[SIGH]

Now it looks like I am sure to get pinched at recess

for sure!

Hup! Two, three, four!

Uh-oh.

I can't let Brinks see that I snuck away from lunch

or she will see that I get more erasers to clap!

Ooof!

Hey! It's all the old costumes from old school plays!

I've found my pot of gold!

Dear me, Mrs. Brinks, but it appears that Angela Anaconda

has failed to return to class with the rest of us.

Top o' tha mornin' to ya!

[CLASS OOHS]

Gee, I sure am looking forward to recess.

I'm sure we're all very impressed with Angela's

chapeau, but I don't think I have to remind you,

Mrs. Brinks, of your "no hats during school hours" rule.

Why, of course, Nanette.

Miss Anaconda, I order you to remove that class

distraction immediately!

But, but, Nanette always gets to wear her hat in class!

For your information, Angela Anaconda, It's a beret.

And as if that wasn't enough,

which it is, it is a green beret which matches my

outfit, and is therefore an integral part of my ensemble

which is French for 'appropriate holiday attire'.

Thank you!

You'll get this back at the end of the day!

Now I'm looking forward to recess.

[WHIMPER]

So, Nanette is looking forward to recess, is she?

Maybe it's because she wants to ride Leprechaun Angela's

rainbow slide to my pot of gold.

Whoops! Did I say pot of gold?

I meant pot of MOLD!

Oh dear, Little Nin.

Now your clothes are no longer green,

and your pathetic pals will want to pinch you on account

of they are so crabby!

"Help me! Help me!

Oh Angela, whose windbreaker is better than my whole

wardrobe put together.

Give me some new green clothes",

you will beg me.

Don't worry, my pinch cushion pal.

It's Angela the Leprechaun to the rescue!

I will just sprinkle you with magic dust

from my magic erasers!

But Ninnie-Wart, you still don't have any shoes for

your dainty ungreen feet.

And the only shoes I have are these lucky horse shoes.

But these won't fit you, unless -

"Naaay, naaay!"

you will whinny as you will try to tell me how upset you

are now that you're not green.

Well don't be a "nay"-sayer, Nanette!

Leprechaun Angela will help you once again,

like you so much don't deserve!

What's wrong, Ninnie-Poo?

Don't you like being green?

Or do you think the only way to be turned back into your

annoying numbskull self is a kiss from a prince?

If so, you will be wrong like you usually are,

oh witless one!

Because the only way to change back is to kiss Mrs.

Brinks' butt which you are always trying to do anyway.

[LAUGHING]

[BELL RINGS] Ah! Recess time!

Which means it is time for me to face my fatal fate.

Don't worry, Angela.

I won't pinch you more than a couple times.

Thanks, Johnny Abatti.

Be brave, Angela.

Angela! Angela! Angela!

Thanks Gordy.

But even if I am brave, it looks like I am still doomed.

And all on account of I was so excited about my brand

new Highway Worker Orange reversible windbreaker.

Angela Anaconda, did you just say 'reversible'?

Yeah, it's Highway Worker Orange on the outside,

and Frozen Peas Green on the insi-

Hey Angela, now you are wearing green!

And now I am looking forward to looking forward to recess.

There she is! Pinch her!

[GASP]

You, you're wearing green!

[GASP]

Frozen Peas Green.

And I think you know for a fact,

Nanette Manoir, that according to Tapwater Springs

tradition, if you pinch someone who is wearing

green on St. Patrick's Day, everyone can give you

double pinchbacks.

It's not fair! I was tricked!

Mrs. Brinks! Mrs. Brinks!

Help!

[LAUGHING]

Everything about this morning was going great

until Gordy came along and reminded us of something

we didn't want to be reminded of.

Hey, guess what today is?

Swiss steak, hash browns, jiggly fruit.

Well yeah.

It's also the day Mrs. Brinks assigns parts

for the school play.

Oh great, another chance to play the back end of a donkey.

That's the last thing I need.

At least you didn't have to remember any lines.

Oh, I wouldn't worry too much about being in the play.

Once Brinks assigns roles to Nanette and her buttkiss

club, there won't be any parts left.

What play is it, anyway?

It's called "Miss Etiquette - the Musical".

I think it would be fun to be in the play.

I wouldn't mind being in the play, except for the rehearsal,

and having to sing, and people watching you.

And trying to walk around backstage in the dark.

Oh and wearing costumes-

Wearing costumes is half the fun.

I just hope they're not made out of anything I'm allergic

to, like red.

All I know is I don't want any part of any play that

Ninny Wart is going to be the star of.

Her showing off will just have to go on without me.

What's with her?

A sudden inexplicable bout of glaucoma?

For your information, I am preparing for the fame that

will be thrust upon me following my debut in the

role of Miss Etiquette.

You're so glamorous, I hardly recognized you.

I don't even know who you are!

Sure wish I didn't recognize her.

Although, hmmm.

I suppose there are a few movies I wouldn't mind

seeing Ninnie-Wart in.

HELLLLLP!

Help!

My nail polish is melting!

Mrs. Brinks: Attention boys and girls.

As many of you know, today is the day we'll be handing

out parts for the school play.

If you don't get a part, don't be disappointed,

it just means you're not as talented as the others.

We'll start with the less significant roles.

Josephine Praline, you'll be Blanche,

the yammering dinner guest.

Candy May, you'll be Stella, the gum snapper,

and Karlene Trainor and January Cole,

you'll be the impolite and polite phone callers.

And that is all.

Hey, we didn't get picked!

And neither did Ninny!

Mrs. Brinks: Now the lead roles.

[GULPS]

In the role of Mr. Etiquette,

the supportive man behind the magnificently polite

woman, Gordy Rhinehart.

As a member of Junior Thespians For Peace,

I just want to thank-

And now I am proud to announce that

the shining star of this year's school play

will be none other than our own

Nanette Manoir!

Gina Lash will be our backstage manager and

Johnny Abatti will try to operate the lights.

However, Johnny will also understudy Gordy.

Sorry Johnny Abatti!

And understudying Nanette as Miss Etiquette,

in the unimaginable event of her indisposition,

Angela Anaconda.

Huhl?

If our stars should be too sick to perform,

their far less talented understudies will step

into their places.

I better get an under-understudy because if

I have to step into Ninnie-wart's place,

I'm going to be sick.

This is an awful lot to memorize if I'm not even

going to need it.

I don't know, Johnny Abatti - given Gordy's sickly

nature and the fact that you are a frequent victim of

bizarre circumstance, you should probably study your lines.

Not me!

I'm not even watching the rehearsals.

Seeing too much Ninny is like getting poison ivy

on your eyeballs.

Besides, I'm the understudy, so I'm under studying.

Very good, Mr. Abatti.

You'll make an excellent understudy.

Miss Anaconda, are you memorizing your lines?

I have them right here, Mrs. Brinks!

Angela, it is a world of unforeseeable possibility,

virtually anything could happen.

You may wish to consider at least reading the script.

I've read it, it's good, you know,

in a bad sort of way.

Don't worry about me, Gina Lash.

Nasty Pooh is too much of a show- off to ever miss

showing off in front of everyone,

not to mention their video cameras.

Besides, she's as healthy as a horse.

[SNEEZE]

[GASP]

I still don't understand why I can't have some.

I told you, Johnny Abatti, this is my father's private

secret formula for k*lling colds and fighting germs.

It's for emergencies only and any chance of Nanette

missing the show is definitely an emergency!

Perhaps it might be wiser for you to spend less time

trying to keep Nanette healthy and more time

learning the part of Miss Etiquette.

Hello?

Yeah, whadaya want?

Karlene, now that's rude!

But the script-

Hey! Step back, not too close!

Remember, no germs!

Miss Manoir is very sensitive and talented.

I'm flattered by your sudden acknowledgment of my

talents, my little understudy,

but the fact is I've never felt better.

Mmm, this is good, Angela Anaconda!

More, s'il Vous plait.

♪ "Oh, Mr. Etiquette, I think it's numbing, ♪

♪ when you drink you sound like faulty plumbing!" ♪

I think it's her singing that sounds like

faulty plumbing.

[SNEEZE]

Understudy?!

Oh no! And I'm almost out!

Understudy?

Power smoothie?

You're fine, Nanette Manoir!

You're just excited about your breathtaking

performance as the legendary Miss Etiquette,

who you were undoubtedly born to play.

Mrs. Brinks: Places people, we open tonight!

Must have power smoothie at show tonight.

I promise, Nanette, I promise!

You do the show, I'll bring the smoothie!

Places everybody!

The play starts in two minutes!

How can a play starring Nanette Manoir start in two

minutes if Nanette Manoir isn't even here to star in it?!

Well, Gordy's not here either!

Good thing I know my lines, kinda.

Good for you maybe, but I have no idea what little

Miss Nin-etiquette is supposed to do.

If she doesn't show up, I'm in big trouble!

Maybe Gordy and Nanette are driving together so they can

rehearse on the way over.

Yeah, maybe that's it!

Oh, Gordy's here.

Gordy's here!

Where's Nanette?!

I don't know. My dad brought me.

Angela, I just got off of the phone with the Manoir's.

It appears poor sweet Nanette is too sick

to perform tonight.

You're going on as soon as I'm finished begging

the audience for forgiveness.

Oh no! What am I going to do?

I don't know the lines and I don't even have

good etiquette!

I suppose you'll just have to fake it.

Fake it?!

"Hello, I'm Miss Etiquette, but don't call me that

because it takes too long."

I would tell everyone.

"Just call me Angela!"

"No more spoons," I would decree.

And people could slurp away happy as you please.

"It doesn't matter if January and Karlene are

polite on the phone or not as long as they don't call me!"

Could you at least dial ?

She will say.

And if the new improved Miss Etiquette didn't want

to be in a stupid school play,

nobody could make me!

Mrs. Brinks would have to say

Angela Anaconda, would you like to be in the school play?

I politely decline your invitation Mrs. Brinks.

'Tell us more, tell us more,'

my adoring public would cry.

And I will.

The most major rule of etiquette is never get sick

if it means someone else has to be in a stupid play

instead of you.

[MUFFLED SCREAM]

Mrs. Brinks: Again, I am sorry. Very, very sorry!

Please do not throw fruit.

Mr. Etiquette, your slurping stinks.

Try sounding like a monkey whenever you drink!

It's even better to drink with a slurp,

if you follow it up with a sizable burp!

[BURP]

Audience: [LAUGH] They're so cute at that age.

And lf you think burping S a gift from the heart,

eat a plate full of beans and then you -

Miss Etiquette's here, I'm back on the job.

So never you fear, I'll get rid of this slob.

Your stupid power smoothie made me sick!

It had artificial vanilla and everyone knows

I'm allergic to artificial anything.

I wouldn't even be here tonight if it weren't for my

espirit d' corp, which is French for stomach pump.

That was a pretty rotten thing to do,

Angela Anaconda, just because you wanted to be

Miss Etiquette!

But, but, I-

You burp and you slurp, you should be in a cage,

so go find a zoo and get off of my stage!

♪ ...and that's why etiquette's good! ♪

Bring down the curtain, Angela Anaconda!

We have to take our bows!

You almost ruined my show Angela.

It's very bad etiquette to not be good at anything.

Mrs. Brinks: Raise the curtain!

[APPLAUSE]

Now it's time for what will surely be a standing ovation.

The curtain just fell, I shouldn't have let it,

there's applause for Nanette,

but she's not gonna get it.

[LAUGHING]

♪