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01x07 - Skipping School/Cooking the Books

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Ten Year Old Tom". Aired: September 30, 2021.*
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An average ten-year-old kid must contend with the well-meaning but questionable guidance of the adults around him.

01x07 - Skipping School/Cooking the Books

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- ♪ Now as our poor

young lungs deflate ♪

♪ I'll admit

♪ I've gotten older ♪

♪ Mellowed out ♪

♪ Chatting up

those I used to hate ♪

[acoustic music]

♪ The feeling that we're lost

will always fade ♪

♪ I present no explanation ♪

♪ Can't expect

our tired patience ♪

♪ To satiate for long ♪

♪ And therein lies a truth

we can sip when we want ♪

♪ Disciples of the flow,

we can float anywhere ♪

- Okay, kids.

All right, simmer down.

[students chattering]

Look up here. Eyes up here.

I'm Mr. Shifrin.

I'm your substitute teacher

for today.

If you guys could

all just be quiet

for one second,

that'd be great.

I just got a few things

we gotta go over, okay?

Hello? I am demanding respect.

I demand respect.

- Tom, you see what I see?

- Yeah,

the sub's losing control.

- Let's go loiter

in the bathroom.

- Loiter?

We're not allowed.

We're in class.

- We got a sub.

The laws of society

no longer apply.

- No, no, no, I've had

too many incidents.

I can't get in trouble.

- We won't get in trouble.

This guy's clueless.

Look at him.

- Let's bring

the noise level down, okay?

That is rude.

- I mean, if he let us leave,

we done nothing wrong.

- Why would he let us leave?

- Watch this.

- I am a grown man,

and I am in a position

of authority.

- Hey, uh,

can we be excused from class?

We have

chiropractor appointments.

- Yeah, joint

chiropractor appointments.

- Is that a pun

or do you have

simultaneous chiropractor

appointments?

- Yeah, I've got a bad back,

and he's got a bad foot, so

- I have a note by the way.

Here you go.

- I can't argue with this.

What are your names?

- Just put down Hank and Irv.

- All right, cool.

Yeah, I'll write it down.

- We can leave?

- Yeah, I mean, you got a note.

- Come on, Irv.

Whoo!

- Oh, my God, it worked.

We're on the loose.

- Yeah!

- What do we do?

Go in the bathroom?

- Guys, I'm in.

- In where? In with what?

- I'm in with

whatever weird stuff

is going on here.

- Oh, no.

- Let's get in some trouble.

- That seems a little

out of character, no?

- My brother gets in trouble

all the time,

but my mom expects me

to be perfect?

- All right, what you thinking?

- Small fires,

defecating on walls

- What? I signed up

for loitering, that's it.

- Ah, busted!

- Oh, no.

- You guys have hall passes?

- All right,

I guess we're busted.

Don't tell the principal.

- I'm kidding.

I don't give a sh*t

about hall passes.

I'm a janitor.

What kinda trouble

you guys getting into?

I love this stuff.

- Pretty messed up.

We made fake

chiropractor notes.

- Yeah, now we loitering

by the bathroom.

- That's it? That's what

passes for trouble these days?

- You know,

let's go back to class.

Let's pretend

this never happened.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You can't go back to class.

Years from now,

your best memories of childhood

will be when you misbehaved.

Do you know what

"carpe diem" means?

- No; I learned Latin

for the spelling bee,

but it didn't really stick.

- It means "seize the day."

Look, if you wanna

leave school grounds,

I'd be happy to smuggle you out

in my garbage can.

- All right, this guy's

clearly lost his mind.

- We're in!

- In?

- Everybody in the can.

- What? No, no, please.

- Get in the trash,

you little rebels.

- I'm not getting

in the garbage can.

- It's been

a light garbage day,

so you'll both fit.

[sneaky music]

Look, you want me

to drive you to a bar?

- Oh, no,

we're gonna part ways.

You can't be part of the team.

- I wanna hang out

with you guys.

I'm lonely.

- No, that--that's

where I draw the line.

Wow, what an adventure.

We walked to Taco Bell.

That's crazy.

Should we head back?

- What are

we gonna tell people?

We stood in line for tacos?

- That sounds like

a good story.

I'd tell--I'd tell

my grandkids that story.

- Oh, my goodness.

- I've got an idea.

Why don't we just

dine and dash?

- Yes!

- Stop, stop.

No, no, no.

- Yes.

Tom, let's use that honest

little face of yours.

You get up there,

you do the talking.

- Whatever happened

to loitering?

I thought that was the plan.

- Yeah, but now we about to

put the whole plan together,

which is a Taco Bell heist.

- Okay, fine,

one quick Taco Bell heist,

and then

we're going back to school.

Hey, can I just get,

like, 30 tacos?

- Oh, wow, do you want them

in the Fiesta Party Packs

or do you want them individual?

- Yeah, just a couple

of Fiesta Party Packs.

- Okay.

- And then we'll just

settle the bill later.

So, you know.

- So you want me to

give them to you on a tray

and then watch you

come back and pay?

- You don't have to

watch anything.

Just typical restaurant stuff,

you know.

- This isn't a restaurant.

This is fast food.

- Just give us the food.

Be cool, come on.

- You see this guy behind me?

- Yeah.

- Okay, that's

the assistant manager.

Do you know how

freaking hard he would get

if he could fire me for this?

- I just want to be clear,

we're not, like,

dining and dashing or anything.

- It sounds like you're

trying to dine and dash.

- Why, 'cause I just said

we're not dining and dashing?

- Okay, bye.

- Very disappointing.

Very disappointing

restaurant experience.

- Go ahead and write a review.

I dare you to take the time.

- As soon as I get a phone

and open a Yelp account,

this place is gonna hear it.

- Lord, save me

if I'm still here

when that happens.

- Come on, Tom!

- I'm sorry.

- Rule number one

of dining and dashing,

don't discuss dashing.

- All right, well,

that didn't work.

Let's head back to school and--

- No! Since you

screwed up the heist,

we have to do something else.

Let's, uh--I don't know.

Let's hitchhike.

- All right,

you're out of control.

- Let's take a vote.

Nelson, do you wanna hitchhike?

- Uh, I gotta go with Dakota.

- Nelson, please, come on.

- You blew it with

the dining and dash,

so we gotta take it

to another level.

- Here's the plan: find

the creepiest weirdo we can

and get in their vehicle.

[horn honks]

- Hey, kids. What's up?

You guys need a ride?

- Sorry, buddy.

You're not creepy enough.

Keep it moving.

- All right,

down the block I go.

- Let's just--come on,

let's go back to school.

Are you feeling okay, Dakota?

- I can't go back to school

until I commit

a crime so heinous

that my mom disowns me.

- I thought that was you guys.

Hop in, you crazy rascals.

- No way.

- No?

- He's known to us.

- This is perfect.

He's creepy,

but he's a familiar face.

This is cool.

I've never hitchhiked before.

- You still haven't.

I was sitting in the same seat

two hours ago.

- Yeah, but now

we're hitchhiking.

I mean, once your thumb is up,

it's against the law.

- What are you guys

arguing about?

I hear you talking

about thumbing things.

I'm nervous.

- Oh, we skipped school,

and now we just

tooling around town.

- Ooh, I like that.

You're pulling a Bueller!

- A what?

- All right, I wanna help.

- Let's just go back to school.

- Sorry, for nostalgic reasons,

I need to facilitate

any Bueller-related activities.

Strap in, kids!

- Whoo!

- Oh, no, don't turn around.

What are you doing?

- I have to.

- Stop, stop.

- Back it up right now.

Okay, over shot it

a little bit.

[glass shatters]

That's bad.

Now I'm gonna g*n it forward.

And we are off!

- You should not

be a bus driver.

- I know.

- can't see what my hands

are doing, though.

- Um, sub?

- I have a name.

My name is Mr. Shifrin.

I've said that repeatedly.

- Yeah, okay,

so my friend, Dakota,

she's been gone for,

like, a really long time.

Can I go

check the halls for her?

- No, you cannot

go check the halls.

I've got this.

The only kids missing

are Hank and Irv,

but they had simultaneous

chiropractor appointments.

- Are you an idiot?

- Why does everybody

keep asking me that?

- Kids haven't had names

like that for, like, 50 years.

- Oh, God, no.

Oh, come on, Kevin.

Get your sh*t together!

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

- Can I go?

- Okay, kids.

I am taking you

to the sketchiest,

sleaziest strip mall

in the tri-state area.

- Cool.

- They had a pack of wild rats

living in one of the pretzel

stores for a long time.

- No, this sounds dangerous.

My mom doesn't like me

hanging around with wild rats.

- I mean, as a kid,

I got in so much trouble here

for doing doughnuts,

giving rim jobs.

A cop pepper-sprayed me.

All kinds of fun kid stuff.

- Ah, I love it.

- Oh, come on, man.

- This is

the sleazy strip mall?

[jazzy music playing over

speakers]

- Well, looks like it's changed

a little from back in the day.

- Where are all the rats?

- Yeah.

You've really played up

the rats too much.

- Well, on the plus side,

we can get a smoothie

and some throw pillows.

Who's with me?

- You know what?

We'll meet you in there.

- Go team.

- Guys, we are so not

meeting him in there.

- What?

- The clock is ticking,

and we need to do

something wrong.

Use your brain, Tom! Think!

What would the janitor do?

- What would the janitor do?

- The world's crazy

so you get crazy.

Get in the trash,

you little rebels.

Why don't you

poop in your hand

and throw it everywhere?

- Let's not do any of that.

- Okay, I have an idea.

What if we steal the bus?

- All right, stop.

- Oh, snap.

- You like it?

- If we drive the bus

even ten feet,

we will be legends.

- Guys, we're not

driving a bus, obviously.

- Oh, come on, man.

You read about

these stories all the time.

"Little kid went on a joyride.

What a little rascal."

- That won't be

the headline here.

It's gonna be

"Tom murders multiple people."

- You gotta be 18

to m*rder somebody.

If you young, it's a joyride.

- The desk is on fire!

Let it burn!

- Guys, let's bring it down,

all right?

- Eat my shoe, sub!

- That was uncalled for.

[phone dialing]

- 911, what's your emergency?

- Yes, hi, I need to

report some missing kids.

I am at a school.

I believe the name

is Shady Oaks Elementary.

- Wait a minute, you believe?

- Yeah, I believe--

I think I saw it.

- You don't know

the name of the school?

- I believe its name

is Shady Oaks Elementary.

- Hold on, are you

a substitute teacher?

- Yes, ma'am, I am.

I don't know what that

has to do with anything.

- Sorry to say, sir,

we do not take calls

from substitutes.

It's a state-wide policy.

- Excuse me?

- Well, you're really

unreliable sources,

and you can't

retain information.

- I'm a grown, mature man,

and I am reporting

some missing children.

- I'm sorry, goodbye.

- Did you just hang up?

Did 911 just hang up on me?

- I don't feel good

about this.

I don't feel good

about this at all.

- Woah, woah, woah.

Keep us steady.

Straighten it out a little bit.

- I'm trying.

I don't have

the upper body strength.

- Oh, my gosh.

Straighten it out, Tom.

- I can't control the vehicle.

- Tom, we are in the grass.

Straighten her out!

- Oh, no, what am I hitting?

What is that sound?

Bushes or people?

- Uh-oh.

Everybody,

head between your knees.

Brace for impact.

We're hitting something.

- Iceberg!

[crash]

[car alarm beeping]

- Guys, we just crashed

into my mom's car.

This is amazing!

- Amazing? This is a disaster.

- I crashed into my mom's car

in a stolen bus

with Tom, of all people,

who she hates.

I can't wait to see

the look on her face.

- I'm so confused right now.

- All right, you know what?

I'm not gonna

stick around for this.

- Guys, what's the point

if I don't get credit for it?

I need her to know it was me.

- You gotta

work this out in therapy.

We outta here.

- Here we go.

[car alarm beeping]

- "Please don't be mad.

"We took the bus.

It happens."

[sighs]

Rule number one of bus driving,

never leave the kids

in a running bus.

They steal it every time.

- Okay, we're about

to become legends.

- They're gonna talk

about us for generations.

We are the kids

who stole the bus.

- Woah, guys, look.

- Oh, my God.

- There's cops,

there's teachers.

This is amazing.

We're gonna be on the news.

- Just tell them

it was all your idea.

Tom really was a bystander.

- I know what I'm gonna say,

I'm ready.

Okay, you got me.

- "You got me"?

That was your big zinger?

- Uh, hello? Criminal here.

- Oh, my God, Dakota.

there you are.

You've missed, like, so much.

The sub is, like,

totally losing it.

He was slapping himself

and just, like, freaking out

and was like,

"No one respects me!"

And now he's, uh, threatening

to jump off the building.

- I'll do it!

Maybe you'll appreciate me

when I'm gone!

How do you find

a sub for a sub?

It can't be done!

- Sir, to be honest,

I don't know your name,

but we value you

at this school.

- Oh, please!

No one respects me!

- I respect you.

- Here, we'll do a little test!

Let's hear a round of applause

from everyone here

that respects me!

Crickets!

That kid right there,

he told me

he had an appointment

for a chiropractor

so he could skip school

and I believed him.

- He skipped school?

- How clueless am I?

Goodbye, world!

[crowd gasping]

Ah! Oof.

What kind of idiot

lands in a bush?

- Wow, that was

so anticlimactic.

- Tom, skipping school?

That's not okay.

- I'm sorry.

- Hey, you wanna use

the handcuffs?

- Yes, handcuffs!

- What?

- All right, come here,

you little son of a b*tch.

- What? No, get off.

- Here we go. Oh, don't resist.

- I literally left school

for 45 minutes.

- What about me?

You don't wanna cuff me?

I stole a bus,

and I almost stole some tacos.

- Oh, that's funny, Dakota.

You're so responsible,

often I think

you should be the principal.

- Okay, let's go.

Downtown, buddy.

- You know what?

This whole persona

is just not

getting any traction.

- Look, it's

a running bus right here.

If nobody's gonna question it,

we should take it

for another spin, right?

- You know, I feel like

you're the only one

who gets it at this school.

[upbeat music]



[noble music]



- "Not great at math."

What kind of idiot

would write that?

- Look at this kid.

Going nowhere real fast.

- "Not great at math?"

I'm gonna destroy this guy.

- Hey, Randy, what's new?

How's that applesauce? Good?

- Tom.

You know I don't like

talking about applesauce.

They take an apple,

they mush it up,

they make it sauce, we eat it.

End of story.

- Sorry, Randy.

- "I'm not great at math?"

- What? What's wrong?

- Come on, Tom!

You need to run this stuff

by me first.

- I promised

my mom I'd be honest.

I thought people would

find it disarmingly charming.

- That's too honest.

Look at the posters.

People are not even

defacing the posters.

That's how bad it is.

- The reaction has been tepid.

- All right, let's not panic.

We can save this

with a good speech.

- Oh, yeah, I've got

a speech that's gonna

knock your d*ck off.

- Excuse me?

- Don't tell anyone

I said that.

I'm not allowed to curse.

- We just gonna let that slide.

Just run the speech by me,

baby, let's go.

- All right, it goes,

"Hi, my name is Tom,

and I apologize

for my appearance."

- Why am I friends

with this guy?

- All right, and then it

kicks into high gear.

"Sure, I'm not great at math,

"and sure,

I don't tuck in my shirts,

"but someone

has to be the treasurer.

So why not me? Vote for Tom."

- Tom, this is the worst

speech I've ever heard.

- What part don't you like?

- Hey, mind if I join you guys?

- Oh, woah,

you eat in the cafeteria?

- Technically, I never

graduated from this school,

so yes, my student ID

still works.

- You still go here?

- Yes, I'm basically enrolled.

I'm one of you.

I'm amongst my peers here.

- Don't touch me.

- Get out of my way, kid.

That's my seat.

It's been my seat for 26 years.

- I hate this. I hate you guys.

- So what are we talking about?

- Tom's running for office,

but he's not comfortable

with the concept of lying.

- You don't need to lie, Tom.

You need to learn

to stretch the truth.

- What does that mean?

- You talk in a way

that's deceiving

but not technically a lie.

- Okay?

- Let me give you an example.

You can't say something like,

"I will be a good treasurer,"

'cause you won't.

- Of course not.

I'll be the worst.

- You say, "I believe

I will be a good treasurer."

- Oh, that's good.

That is nice.

- Wow, this is like

a whole new language.

Can you help me rewrite

my speech? We've got an hour.

- Tom, I got nothing but time.

As a bus driver, I'm busy

from about 8:00 to 8:20 a.m.

and then again

from 2:00 to 2:20 p.m.

Otherwise, I'm good to go.

- So in conclusion,

as treasurer,

I will work hard

and do what's best

for the school.

And more importantly,

I am not Tom.

Thank you. Not Tom.

- Okay, he's, uh, not Tom.

- Next up for treasurer is--

and don't boo people.

Please, come on, be nice,

listen to him.

Please welcome Tom.

- This guy sounds trustworthy.

- Thank you.

Anyone who knows me

knows I'm a

real straight sh**ting

son of a B.

The kinda guy

you can have a beer with

if you're old enough

to drink beer.

- Tell 'em, Tom. Preach!

- I don't know much about math,

but here's what I do know.

I believe school should be fun.

- Okay, yes,

that's interesting.

- I believe

we should have a rock climbing

wall in the gym.

How does that sound?

- Yes!

- I believe!

- What? That's so dangerous.

- I believe we should have

free gum

being shot out of a cannon

- What?

- As we walk

to and from the bus.

That's what I believe.

- Yeah, Tom!

- I'm a believer!

- Hey, hey, hey,

come on, you guys.

- I believe we should have

an old Italian man

feeding us gelato

throughout the day.

- I hear you, baby!

- Yes, say it!

- Gelato?

- All I know is this.

I believe my name is Tom,

and I believe I'm running

for treasurer.

Thank you.

- Yeah, Tom!

- Go, Tom! Whoo!

- Gotta believe.

- All right, g*ng.

Well, listen.

This is our first

student council meeting.

- Woo!

- So there you go.

I like the enthusiasm.

Let's introduce

our brand-new president.

Take it away, Dakota.

- Okay, thank you.

Uh, guys,

our first order of business

is to discuss these

insane promises Tom made

to become treasurer.

- Oh, no, no,

those weren't promises.

I just listed things

I believe in.

So I think

we're good to go here.

- Good to go?

Tom, you lied to everyone.

- No, I stretched the truth.

It's very common.

- What was the truth part?

- Gelato clearly exists.

No one's disputing that,

are they?

If you're gonna be

sticklers about it,

I mean, let's just

purchase all the stuff

and be done with it, right?

Meeting adjourned.

- First of all,

you can't adjourn a meeting.

Treasurers

can't adjourn meetings.

- Oh, no,

the treasurer is all--

all powerful.

- What?

- I thought I'm the boss.

What happened?

- How would you pay

for all this stuff?

- How would I pay?

That's not my department.

- Yes, it is!

- I'm just the treasurer.

- I don't think he knows

what a treasurer does.

- I obviously know

what a treasurer is

if I ran for the job. I--

- So what is it?

- I oversee the inner workings

of the school.

- Even you know

you're full of you-know-what.

- No, okay, I have to

stop this right here.

- Not a strong first meeting.

- Tom, I worked very hard

to become class president,

and I need my first

hundred days to go well.

- Okay.

- My father is a CPA.

I want you to go to

his office tonight,

and he'll teach you his, uh,

quote, "accounting tricks."

Got it?

- Oh, no, please, no.

Anyone but your dad.

He's messed up.

You gotta admit, Dakota,

your dad is messed up.

- He's got his issues,

but when it comes to, quote,

"cooking the books," unquote,

he's the best in the biz.

- Now, listen, Tom,

right out of the gate

let's address

the elephant in the room.

I mean, I did some weird stuff

on that fishing trip.

- It was.

It was very weird.

- Trying to bang an escort

in front of a little kid.

Who does that?

- That was a lot to process.

- Peeing in a circle.

I mean, that's not for me.

- I don't know why

I went along with it.

- So Dakota tells me

you need my help.

- I do; I need to find funds

in our student council budget.

I miscalculated by,

like, 20 grand.

- Well, this should be easy.

[upbeat rap music playing]

- What's happening?

- Bang! Eight Gs just like that

out of nowhere.

- Wow.

- Depreciate some assets there,

move that over there.

Yeah, take that, number seven.

- Wow, you really

get into this, don't you?

You're taking your shirt off,

oh, my God!

- Well, it's gotta

come off, Tom,

I'm a superhuman computer.

- Feels inappropriate,

but let's keep adding.

- Yeah! Ah, fund it, baby,

fund it.

- Oh, my God.

- Yeah, feels good,

doesn't it, Tom?

- It's a little weird but--

- Yeah.

Take that down your throat,

number five.

- This is on the up and up?

We can do all this?

- We can do anything

we damn well please.

We're accountants, b*tch.

- You calling me a b*tch or--

- The secret is to create

a document that's so thick

no one will take the time

to read it.

Anddone.

- All right, great.

Thanks for all your help.

- All right.

- The whole thing was great,

a lot of fun.

The music,

the taking the shirt off.

The whole thing

was really great.

Good news, principal.

I found the money.

- What is this?

- Feast your eyes

on the new budget.

- Okay, I gotta ask you.

How did you find this money?

- You know, I ran the numbers,

crunched the, uh, math.

It's all in the document.

Feel free to read it.

- Uh, how many pages is that?

- Exactly 1,000.

- Wow, okay.

- I just need an approval.

If you wanna read it,

that's on you.

- Well, you know what, Tom?

I trust you, it's approved.

- Amazing.

- A rock climbing wall.

Wow, Tom.

How much did this thing cost?

- Don't worry about the money.

That's my department.

- All right, everybody!

Who likes gum?

Boom!

- This is amazing!

- Bubble-licious!

- Wait, did he fly you in

from Italy?

- He doesn't speak English,

but yes, I flew him in.

That's right, rock climbing

wall compliments of Tom.

- Thank Tom, Tom the treasurer!

He got you this gum! Yeah!

- All right, enjoy, everyone.

Remember who got this for you,

Gelato Tom.

- Hey, hey, hey.

Come on in, guys.

- Hey, hi.

- Hey.

- I'm proud of you, Dakota.

You're the most

popular president

this school's ever had.

- I have to say

it was a team effort.

Tom did a great job

with the budget.

- Glad it's working out,

you know?

It's just the way I am.

I get things done,

and I deliver the goods.

- Sorry to interrupt.

We got a disaster on our hands.

- That didn't take long.

- Nelson, please,

you're not part of

the student government.

- I'm Tom's fixer.

- Yeah, he's my guy.

Is there an issue?

- Gelato guy says

his check bounced.

- Oh, no.

- Hector's on his way.

- Hector?

- Yeah, he's coming to see

the budget.

He think you lied, Tom.

- How could I lie?

It's all in the document.

- Yeah, he prepared

this big, thick document.

- Did you even

read that document?

- Oh, no, what have I done?

Fantasy football stats?

- Oh, no, don't read it.

- This is a job application?

- Stop reading that.

Don't--don't look at that.

- Leasing offers

for a Dodge Durango?

He just glued stuff together.

- That's literally

a leasing quote?

- This whole thing

is gibberish, Tom.

- There are clearly some typos.

- Tom, you're a great friend,

but I'm throwing you

to the wolves now.

- Your dad's the one

who printed it, so

- I don't know

who you're talking about.

My dad's a chiropractor,

and I was never here.

- What is going on here?

The whole administration

is betraying

their beloved treasurer.

- Okay, listen, this looks

really bad for both of us.

There's only

one thing we can do.

- Be honest

like my mom says, right?

- No, not at all.

You go on a shredding rampage.

- Oh.

- Nelson, go distract Hector

and buy us some time.

- I'm on it.

- Tom, start shredding.

Just shred,

shred, shred, shred.

- We should lower our voices

if nothing else, right?

If you're gonna shred,

you don't scream,

"Shred, shred."

- What? Are you trying to

just be right on something?

Shred, shred, shred!

Imagine what a maniac

looks like when he shreds,

and then do that.

[percussive music]

- Yo, Hector,

could I ask you a question?

- I'm in a hurry. What?

- I was thinking,

there's not a lot

of famous Hectors, are there?

- What?

What are you talking about?

There's Hector Ballesteros,

you know,

the Colombian weightlifter.

- Nah, that don't count.

Famous weightlifter?

- Yeah, he's a big deal.

Hector Crawford,

the Australian radio producer.

- There's no such thing.

- Trust me, there are more.

I just don't have time

for this right now.

- Wait, whoa, Hector,

come back, there's a call.

There's a call for you

on my phone.

I think it's an emergency.

Hector, they need you!

- You know what, Tom?

I'm proud of you.

I mean, this is a great

life lesson in integrity.

- Integrity? I feel like

we're covering up a lie, no?

- Stop. I love that your head's

always spinning

with ideas but no.

When something is shredded,

right? You're following me?

- Yeah.

- It's like it never existed.

- What does that mean?

I don't--

- Abraham Lincoln said,

"Shredding isn't lying.

It's the absence of the truth."

- I can't imagine

Abe Lincoln had a shredder.

- Somebody said it.

- Ah-ha!

The jig is up, Tom.

I know you cooked the books,

and I wanna see this budget.

- Do you see a budget?

I don't see a budget.

- Wait a minute.

Are you shredding evidence?

- I don't think

there was a budget.

I don't know

if a budget even existed.

Who's to say?

- Wait a minute.

Isn't this the budget

right here?

- Wait, what?

- "Student council budget."

- Oh, no, don't touch that.

- Tom, please!

What have you just been

shredding this whole time?

- I was just

shredding everything

in the filing cabinets.

- Oh, my God!

Tom, you shredded

the students' master files!

- You've really gotta do

something about your voice.

It sounds too high.

- This is a disaster!

- Are those important?

- Yes, they're important.

Now every student

has to repeat fifth grade,

and you know what?

I want you to tell them.

- Okay, I'll write a speech

that'll knock your d*ck off.

- Woah.

- Forget--forget I said it.

That was inappropriate.

I'll just prepare some remarks.

How's that?

Hey guys, it's Tom,

your beloved treasurer,

here with another speech.

Listen, it sounds like

due to a shredding mishap

we're just gonna start

fifth grade over

so should be a fun year.

By the way,

am I still treasurer

in this scenario or no?

- No, Tom,

you're not treasurer.

You're gonna resign.

- All right, this is--

I guess this is also

my resignation speech.

So getting a lot done.

- ♪ Remember

there's more road ♪

♪ And places to go ♪

♪ And patterns to contemplate,

more people to fornicate ♪

♪ And remember there's a lot

of good omens supplying ♪

♪ The proof that our life

is the best joke ever told ♪

♪ Remember it's a joke

and leave it alone ♪

♪ Let go and try to be

always abiding ♪

♪ Remember if there's

one good reason for dying ♪

♪ The sweet silver lining,

through you, she lives on ♪

♪ And therein lies a truth

we can sip when we want ♪

♪ Disciples of the flow,

we can float anywhere ♪