02x20 - Rackleff's a Dump

[bunniefuu]

[bell rings]

[upbeat music]

- Ah.

Ah.



- You know, there's a drinking

fountain right over there.

- Hm?

Brainy Girl Brain Water is

way better than regular water.

It increases my

already formidable

intellectual abilities.

- OK, quiet down, children.

Let's give a big P.S. 38

welcome to the person who

controls our budget,

Mayor Klatchko!

- Great news, kids.

Rackleff's Earth

Day Festival will

be held in the park on Friday.

Schools will be closed

so you can all attend.

[cheering]

Now for the bad news.

A hole in the ozone

layer has formed

directly above Rackleff.

[dramatic music]

- [screams]

Things are

finally looking up.

[screams]

- Bottom line, Rackleff

produces too much trash.

Now I believe children

are our future,

which means now that

we adults have created

an environmental catastrophe--

- It's up to me to fix it.

[upbeat music]

Don't want to go

to school today

The sun is red hot

and I wanna play

But if I get caught

they'll make me pay

Detention again

- Big Nate, Big Nate

- Math and social studies

just ain't my thing

- Big Nate, Big Nate

- Rocking with my band

is where I'm king

Stealing the teacher's teeth

or bailing on a test

- Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh,

ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Big Nate

[loud clang]

[loud crash]

- Starting immediately,

everyone in Rackleff,

including school, will have

their trash output measured.

The least trashy school

will receive a cash prize.

- [gasps]

[upbeat music]

Cash prize?

That's us.

Right, kids?

P.S. 38 barely creates any

trash.

- [screams]



In fact, it doesn't

make sense for us

to have trash cans at all.

[glass breaking]

That's why you'll be each

given your own trash bag

to keep with you at all times.

At the end of each day,

the bags will be weighed,

and that number in pounds will

be deducted from teachers' pay

and from students'

grade point averages.

- My GPA?

Oh.

Principal Nichols, I'll help

you monitor these filthy kids.

- Next.

- Go on.

Thrust thy verdict upon me.

- 17 ounces?

Shame.

- Oh, man.

[beeps]

- Zero garbage?

Attaboy, Nate.

- Whoa, whoa.

Zero garbage for a

walking pigsty like you?

What'd you do with your junk?

- Hmph.

- [growls]

- That's littering, Gina.

- [screams]

- What did you do

with your garbage?

- Isn't it obvious?

I put it in my locker.

- Gross!

You're creating a breeding

ground for bacteria.

- Let them breed.

My locker is infinite.

Yeah, I've been stretching

it out for years.

- So are you guys going to

the Earth Day thing on Friday?

- Pfft.

No way.

Let's go to a movie.

- Of course we're going.

Climate change is no joke.

That ozone hole is terrifying.

- [screams]

- Oh. Yeah, no, of course.

The Earth is like-- whew.

It's, like, super crucial.

- Oh wait, I have an idea.

We can create

planet-positive art projects

for the festival to

make people consider

their carbon footprint.

- Ooh, an art project's

the perfect opportunity

to knock Ruby's socks off.

You know, I am super

passionate about the Earth.

So, uh, what do you say we

rendezvous in the art room

after school?

- Sounds great.

- We'll be there.

- Love this idea.

- Not too shabby.

My incentives are working.

- We still have to find

a place for this garbage.

If we put it in the dumpster,

the city will record it.

- Let's toss it in that big

room with all the books.

- You mean the library?

- Someone stuff

bushel of single Señor

Chip garbage into meat locker.

- Aren't these

those chips you like?

- Single Señor Chips?

The chips that are individually

wrapped in excessive packaging

to ensure that every chip

is a perfect and delicious

unbroken specimen?

No, no, no, no, no.

Uh-uh.

- Principal Wesley Nichols.

[both grunting]

[nervous laughter]

- I'll quit the chips tomorrow.

- I'm done

with the Brain Water.

both: We'll never

speak of this again.

- I'm going to build

a miniature Rackleff out

of flaming red pipe

cleaners to show

that global warming is hot--

but not hot in a Ruby way.

Hot in a bad way.

- Yeah.

I'm making a butt because

butts, like burning garbage,

release toxic gas

into the atmosphere.

- Well, I'm going to craft

a hyper-realistic litterbug

from actual insect bits.

- I shall perform the

role of Mother Earth

as a living statue.

- Oh, Ruby.

Ruby.

[laughs] No need to

carry your trash around.

Why don't you stash

it in my locker?

That's what boyfriends are for.

- I'm transforming this

trash into a mixed-media

sculpture about trash.

[blows]

Hold on.

Hold this for a sec.

- Ruby's retainer.

- [gasps]

It looks like Ruby's gums.

It smells like Ruby's gums.

It tastes like Ruby's gums.

- Be careful with it.

Those things cost a fortune.

I'm always getting in

trouble for losing them.

Ta-da!

My sculpture is complete.

- I don't get it.

- Guys, I'm kidding.

This is just the base.

I am going to paper maché it.

Got discarded pierogi

flour from the kitchen

and newspapers from

Sheila's poop tray.

- That's gross.

And my grossness tolerance

is through the roof.

- How'd you get into sculpting?

- Oh, it's always

been my thing.

You know how in kindergarten

most kids make babyish stuff

out of pipe cleaners?

Well, I was super

into pottery by then.

- Ruby thinks pipe

cleaners are babyish?

OK, OK.

I got to pivot.

- Next.

- I have no trash

because I switched

to reusable sandwich bags.

- Maybe give that

a good scrubbing

between uses, son.

- We aren't supposed

to waste the Earth's water.

- Take it to a dry cleaner.

Next!

- So I'm going to wrap myself

in a tentacle representing

the evil EEW Corporation whose

irresponsible packaging is

ruining the world!

- Hey, Mother Earth,

stop wiggling.

- You should add more

support to her neck, Nate,

or it's just going to--

- Nah, it's fine.

See?

[groans]

- Next.

[dog barking]

- Oh my God,

you have like no trash.

- I know, right?

Who needs paper

when you have skin?

- [whistling]

[beeps]

- [growls]

Where do you put

your trash, Nate?

- Oh, sorry, Gina,

that information is locked up.

[laughs]

- Chica, did that

used to be pastrami?

- Yep.

Asia is pastrami.

And I'm using liverwurst

for Australia.

- So baller.

- [groans]

You know that's

going to rot, Ruby.

You should use wax or something

normal like what I'm doing.

- That's the whole point.

They will rot.

It's a statement on the

decaying state of the Earth.

- So cool.

- Great minds think alike.

Check it out.

I'm going to heat mine

up a little bit just

to show the effects

of climate change,

which is a very real thing.

- No!

- Sculpting isn't for everyone.

- But I want to be impactful.

I'm just better at drawing.

- Draw something, then.

You're an amazing cartoonist.

- Sure.

I mean, if you think my

comics are that incredible,

then yeah, OK.

OK, I'll do it.

- Hey, cool.

- [laughs]

[groans]

[laughing maniacally]

[dramatic music]

[laughing maniacally]



[glass breaking]

- [munching]

This is the last one.

- Fresh!

[jazz music]



[laughing]

[gasps]

[grunting]

[tense music]



- Hey, your litterbug

came out great.

- It's haunting.

- Check out my very

impactful artwork.

- I love it.

Oh, hey, no homework because

of the festival tomorrow.

Movie?

- Oh, yeah.

Finally.

Not that this project

hasn't been equally fun.

- Oh, I got to wash

my hands first.

- Yeah, me too.

- Me three.

- Yeah, I'm nasty.

- No, no, no, I'm good.

My hands are clean.

The perk of being a cartoonist

instead of a garbage sculptor.

Huh?

[laughter]

Ruby really is

an amazing artist.

She's amazing in general.

- Wow, Nate, making

art out of garbage

was a stroke of genius.

You've come a long way

since those silly comics

you used to draw.

This is truly awesome.

[whistling]

- Ugh.



[bell rings]

- Which movie should we see?

"Tai Chi Penguin"

or "I Barf on Your Grave"?

- Oh, I can't go to the movie.

I just remembered

my dad needs me

to organize his sock drawer.

- Really?

Are you OK?

- Totally.

Yes.

I'm so OK.

Just so many socks,

so little time.

I'll miss you, though.

- Aww.

That's so sweet.

Oh, here.

Why don't you take

this with you tonight?

So you feel like a little

piece of me is with you.

Just do not lose it.

My parents will freak!

- Oh, sweet.



Ah.

Oh, it tastes like pepperoni.

[all gagging]

I'll meet you guys

here in the mornings.

What kind of loser gets one

upped by his girlfriend?

I gotta make my own

trash sculpture.

- Hmm.

[grunting]

[gasps]

Ah!

- Gina?

Is all that trash yours?

- [sobs]

I tried to stop, but Brainy

Girl Brain Water is the best.

How could something so

beneficial to me be wrong?

- I know this packaging

is totally wasteful,

but Single Señor Chips

are so lip-smacking good.

I can't resist.

Maybe we'll just give

ourselves a little pass.

What harm could just two

people's garbage do, right?

- Exactly.

To the library!

[rodents squeaking]

- I think the trash in here has

gotten a smidge out of hand.

- We've got to get

this trash out of here.

- We can't put it

in the dumpsters,

or the city will record it.

- If only there was some way

to make it all disappear.

Huh?

[whooshes]

[upbeat music]

- [grunting]

The people want sculpture?

I'll give them

sculpture, Nate style.

With a little inspiration

from my muse, Ruby.

[blowing] Why is this so hard?

Now we're cooking.

[dramatic music]



- Wake up.

Mylar balloons are terrible

for the environment.

- What she said.

We must confiscate

the balloon pump

at once so no further

balloons can be created.

- Whoa, man.

Thanks for the

truth b*mb, dudes.

You go ahead and take it.

I just work here.

- Self-portrait as Atlas.

Ha, ha. Nailed it.

Wait till Ruby sees this!

- Oh?

Some of this trash is vile.

- [laughs]

- Last load.

Went through the whole

school and collected

every bit of stray garbage.

- Oh, yeah!

The city's got nothing on us.

Show me the money.

Problem solved.

- Here we go, yo,

here we go, yo

So what, so what, so

what's the scenario

here we go, yo,

here we go, yo

[doorbell rings]

- Ruby, how was the movie?

- Fine.

But I missed you so much.

- Well, uh, I'm here now.

- No kidding.

You live here.

Hey, can I have my retainer?

I think my teeth are

shifting already.

- Oh, no!

- Oh, yeah, of course.

It's, uh--

- Yeah.

Well, my parents thought it was

missing and hit the ceiling.

I told them to chill,

that I left it in my locker.

[muffled speech]

- Wait, what did I do with it?

[thunder rumbles]

- You lost it?

- No!

No, no, no, no.

It's not lost, no.

Don't worry, it's, uh--

it's probably in the art room.

I went back there last

night because, well, you

know what we tortured

artists are like when

we have to create, right?

So I, uh-- I knocked out

one more little teeny tiny

Earth Day project.

You're going to love it.

Come on.

- Um, are they using the

hole in the ozone layer

to get rid of garbage?

- Thus making

the ozone hole even bigger?

Not the planet-friendly

solution those guys

think it is.

[laughter]

- [gasps]

My sculpture's gone!

- What about my retainer?

- What if they don't

all make it to the hole?

- Let's think positively.

The ozone hole will destroy

everything eventually, right?

So we're good.

Señor, Señor, por favor

me quiero Señor Chips!

Espérame, espérame, espérame!

- Hey, dork brain.

Did you throw my

epic sculpture away?

- Eh, Since your art usually

looks like trash, probably.

- And my retainer?

- No.

Because touching someone else's

retainer would be unsanitary.

Plus, those things

cost a ton of money,

and parents freak

if you lose them.

- Ugh, tell me about it.

- Ha.

OK, well, uh, as

long as your retainer

is not floating in

the sky somewhere,

I'm sure we can find it.

- You're right.

OK, just think, OK, when's

the last time you saw it?

- Hmm, let me see.

It was in my mouth when I was

blowing really, really hard.

And then all of a sudden, it

got way easier for some reason

and-- oh, no.

- Hello?

Did you remember where

you left the retainer?

- I'll meet you

guys at the park.

I gotta get my sculpture back.

- Are you kidding me, Nate?

[groans]

[cat yowls]

[rock music]



- This is school

business, Nate.

See, Gina?

This is why I buy

so many drones.

- [groans]

- Found my feelings hurt

- Ah!



- Now what did

I just say, son?

Ah!

- Ha, ha.

Crud. Out of potatoes!

[dramatic music]



- Whoo, y'all gon' make

me lose my mind

[dramatic music]



- [gasps] Look, P.S. 38's

address is on all these boxes!

- Ah!

This is clearly

P.S. 38's trash.

Forget about that sweet prize

for being the least trashy.

We could get fined!



- There it is.



- Nate, wait!

Tell me where you

hide your trash,

or I'll burn your

precious sculpture.

- Wait, wait, wait.

No, no, no, no, no, don't!

Ruby's retainer is in there.

- Tell me!

- OK, fine.

I put it in my locker, OK?

My locker is infinite.

[screams]

- [laughs]

- You know, I got

to hand it to us.

Our art projects look awesome.

And they're going to make

people stop and think.

- Yeah.

About their butts.

- I am so proud of what we did.

Glad I got to do something

meaningful with you

guys before I get grounded

for the rest of my childhood.

- Oh, hey guys.

- [screams] My sculpture!

You ruined it, Nate!

[crying]

- No, no, no, it's OK.

Look, it took a heroic effort,

but I found your retainer.

Hey, Ruby, wait!

Was it something I said?

- Is this thing on?

Before I reveal the worst

trash offender in town,

I'm pleased to

introduce our best

planetary citizens, P.S. 38.

Against all odds and all logic,

they generated zero garbage.

- Oh, thank you,

Mayor Klatchko.

Well, let me tell

you, it is such

an honor and privilege to be

accepting this money from you.

- [sighs]

[screams]

- What matters to

us most at P.S. 38

is that we did win

the prize money--

and, of course,

saved the planet.



- [screaming]

- Ruby, come back!

Ruby, keep going!

- Whoever is

responsible for this

will be given a maximum fine.

- Quick, take my hand.

- I'll always

love you, Francis.

- No!

- I'm not one to

break character,

but mother nature

needs to be heard.

I'll tell you who is

responsible for this.

Big businesses like

the EEW Corporation.

They created this

global catastrophe.

They make the

single-serve products

that overtake our landfills,

pollute our drinking water,

create holes in the ozone!

- This young lady dressed

like a contestant in a vegan

beauty pageant is right.

It's EEW Corp that makes all

these unsustainable products.

I hereby ban Single Señor Chips

and Brainy Girl Brain Water

from ever being manufactured

in Rackleff again.

- Ew.

- Never mind.

Chip and water

production will continue.

You consumers will pay

for your terrible choices.

We will just repair

the ozone layer using

fines levied against--

Please come to the podium,

Wesley Nichols.

- [crying]

- Leave me alone, Nate.

You destroyed my sculpture

and you didn't even care.

You only care about yourself.

- No.

No, no, no!

That's not true.

I care about you, Ruby.

I mean, that's why I spent all

week trying to make a really

cool sculpture to impress you.

- This wasn't about

you looking good.

The whole point of creating

art for the festival

was to make a difference,

to care about the Earth.

- Hey, I-- I love the Earth.

It's easily one of

my favorite planets.

And hey, I am always thinking

about my carbonated footprint.

I mean, that's one

of the many things

that you and I have in common.

- The only thing you

and I have in common

is we spend too much

time around trash.

Goodbye, Nate.

- [groans]

[whimsical music]

[dog whines]

- Ah!



Ahh!



[laughs]

[laughs]

[groans]

Uh-oh.

[screams]

[groans]