02x12 - The Tale of the Hatching

[bunniefuu]

[Child laughs]

[Muffled heartbeat]

[Muffled heartbeat]

Hey, you did this
yourself?

All right, Dave.

What are you,
like, sick?

He must want
something.

Whatever it is,
forget it.

You OK?

I'm fine.

Why don't you
just tell them?

What's the matter?

Poor Davy upset
about something?

That's why.

That's why.

What's going on?

His family moved
across town,

and he had to
change schools.

Oh, poor baby

doesn't like
being the new kid.

If you think
it's funny,

why don't you
try changing schools?

You don't know anybody.
You get lost.

The kids treat you
like you're invisible

because they already have
their own friends.

If that means
I'm being a baby,

then I guess
I'm being a baby.

It will get better.

Yeah. You'll
get used to it.

I figured I might as well
make the best of this,

so I came up
with a story.

Now you're talking.

It's about two kids
who have to go to a new school.

It's strange for them
at first, too,

but what they find out
is this school

is far stranger
than they could ever imagine.

Submitted for the approval
of the Midnight Society,

I call this story...

[Thump]

[Dog whimpers]

[David]
The Blackbrook School

was supposed to be

one of the best
boarding schools around,

so when Mr. and Mrs. Wilson
had to go away on business,

they thought it would be

the perfect place
to send their kids.

The perfect place
to send their kids.

So...

What do you think?

Classic postindustrial,
prewar construction.

I think
it's charming.

I think
it's a pit.

Well, I think
we should go

and try and find
the Taylors. Come on.

[David]
Augie and Jasmine

had never been
to a boarding school,

and they weren't
too happy about it.

If they had only known
what was waiting for them,

they never would have
set foot inside.

Why can't we just go
with you?

Honey, we've been
through this.

We don't want
to disrupt school.

So you ditch us
in this prison?

We're not ditching you,
and it's not a prison.

It's a very well-known,
highly respected--

[girl screams]

Oh, my god.
What was that?

[Girl screams]

What's the matter?

Calm down.
It's OK.

Who are you?

We're parents.
You OK?

Yeah, I'm OK.

It was just
a nightmare.

In the day?

Marie?

I knew we shouldn't have
left you alone here,

poor dear.

Hello,
Mr. and Mrs. Wilson.

She was having
a nightmare.

Marie's been running
a fever.

She should be
in the infirmary.

[Augie] Delusionary
dreams are often caused

by elevated
temperatures.

You must be Augie...

And Jasmine.

Welcome to Blackbrook.

I'm OK, really.
It was just a dream.

Well, we're not going
to take any more chances.

Off to the infirmary
you go.

[Buzzing]

What's that?

Class change.

Shall we all meet
in my office?

Some call us
old-fashioned...

and they're right,

but at Blackbrook,

we believe
an orderly environment

is essential
to the learning process.

[Buzzing]

What's with
the buzzing?

Why, it's our tone system.

It signifies
the end of classes,

mealtimes,
wake-up calls,

just about
everything.

Different
frequencies

for different
events?

Exactly. The tones
are soothing,

not like the typical
jangling bells

in most schools.

I'll bet
you were adopted.

Now, if we can...

[Watch beeping]

[Screaming]

[Beeping stops]

Mr. Taylor,
are you all right?

[Mr. taylor]
Uh...

Y-yes.

Thank you.

Um, forgive me.

I've been having
migraines.

It doesn't happen
often,

but when it does,
watch out.

Well, is there something
we can get you?

No, no, I'm--
I'm quite all right.

Please...

Let's continue.

I don't want
to stay here.

I'm afraid
we don't have a choice.

Oh! Yes, we do.

Why do you always accept
things without a fight?

Because things happen
for a reason,

and I understand that.

Yeah? What's the reason
that guy went nuts in there?

Did one of his
little tones

tell him
to freak out?

No. He had
a headache.

Headache? I thought his
brain was going to explode,

and if I got to
stay here,

my brain's going to
explode, too.

Look, jazz,
you can get crazy

and make a big stink
like you always do,

but it's not going to
change things.

If Mom and Dad could take
us with them, they would,

but they can't,
so get over it.

Augie, I've never
been away from home.

It's only
for six months.

We can handle it.

We have to do it
for Mom and Dad.

Yeah, well,
I'm not wearing

one of those
lame uniforms.

Well,
it's official.

I'm a geek.

I'm going to miss you
so much.

Me, too, Mom.

Promise to write
once a week?

We promise.

You guys be good, now.

We will.

I love you. See you
in about a month.

Bye.

I'm really
depressed.

[Buzzing]

I think
that means dinner.

My programming tells
me you are correct.

I will follow.

What is this?

Spunge.

Sponge...

Like what
you clean with?

No, spunge
with a "U."

It's great. Try it.

No, thanks.

It's some sort of
grain-meal, like grits.

Doesn't look so hot,
but it's good.

We get it for dessert
every night.

I think I'll pass
as well.

[Buzzing]

I'll show you where
to put your plates.

That buzzer is going to
make me nuts.

[David] All the other
kids were pretty cool,

and they seemed to
like the place,

so Augie and Jazz figured
they might as well kick back

and try and fit in.

Still, there was something
just a little bit off

about the Blackbrook
School,

like some
very strange rules.

[Beeping]

Willie!

We've talked about
this before, young man.

Now...

No sad faces.

We'll just remember
next time, won't we?

Whoa. Are you nuts?

Excuse me?

Don't let anybody
see this.

I'm not
bothering anybody.

Doesn't matter.

We're not allowed to listen
to music on school grounds.

Why?

Rules. The Taylors
say it gets in the way

of the learning
process or something.

It's bogus,

but they're pretty
strict about it.

If you're going to
listen, be cool about it.

If you're going to
listen, be cool about it.

[David]
After a couple of weeks,

they got used to
the rules

and even started
to like the place.

[Buzzing]

Then one night,
things took a strange turn.

Then one night,
things took a strange turn.

Marie!

What's going on?

Augie.

Augie, wake up.
Aug--

Shh.

Don't scare me
like that.

What is going on?

You're the genius.
Tell me.

This tone went off,

and all the guys
got out of bed

and started walking
off like zombies.

Yeah. Same
with the girls.

Let's alert
the Taylors.

No.

Let's see where
they're going. Come on.

Jazz, please. I don't
want to get into trouble.

Then go back.

Oh, man, this is not
a normal school.

Fascinating.

It's some sort of
containment system for water.

This is wrong.

We've got to get
the authorities.

Don't be
such a chicken.

Kit?

Kit, you OK?

Amazing.

Marie.

What are you doing?

What is this?

[Gasp]

I told you not to
scare me like that.

This is incredible.

It's like they're
all hypnotized

into knowing
exactly what to do.

Yeah, but what
are they doing?

Don't!

It's an egg.

Excellent!

There they are,
dear.

I knew
they'd fit in.

Thank goodness.

I didn't think
they'd eaten their spunge.

Ha ha ha!

They all do.

It's just too good
to resist.

Come on.

Let's just call
the police, OK?

I want to find out
what's going on first.

[Keys jingling]

[Unlocking door]

Our work is finally going
to pay off, my dear.

The incubation
is nearly complete.

We won't be alone
much longer.

The master is pleased.

She's been patient
these years.

Her Patience will
soon be rewarded.

Then we can shed these
infernal trappings.

A toast--

to our troubled past

and our glorious
future.

To the master.

Did you see that?

Did you see that?
They're lizards.

This isn't real.
It can't be.

It's real,
all right.

When those eggs
hatch,

this place is going to
be crawling with them.

I don't understand.
Are they aliens?

I don't know,
and I don't care.

All I know is we got to get
out of here and tell somebody.

We can't.
They'll catch us!

We can't.
They'll catch us!

Look, all you ever do
is follow the rules.

Well, the rules
just went

out of the window,
pal.

You talked me
into staying here,

and now you're
going to get us out.

I am going to
go get dressed.

You get a grip!

Jazz, let's go.

I got a plan.
If we hook-- Aah!

You children
have been naughty.

You should have eaten
your spunge

like all the others.

You're a monster.

Oh. Ha ha! Me?

You haven't seen
anything yet.

Aah! Ooh!

[Groaning]

You can't leave now.

The excitement's
just begun.

Ha ha ha!

No!

That's the way
back to the eggs.

There.

I don't like this.

We can hide here.

They'll think
we escaped

and stop chasing us.

[Metal rattling]

What's that?

The pipes.

They make
funny noises.

[Thump]

Augie.

You children should have
eaten your spunge.

I'm afraid we can't let
you out to tell our secret.

Ooh...

What are you?

The last of a race that
was doomed to extinction...

Until now.

[Mrs. Taylor] We've
nurtured the eggs for ages.

Soon they'll hatch,

and once again we can
populate the earth.

And you use the kids
to take care of them.

Genius,
don't you think?

It's ironic.

We're a race
of meat-eaters--

all kinds of meat.

Once the eggs
are hatched,

the children
will serve...

Another purpose.

The young ones
will be very hungry.

[Laughter]

[Growl]

We're trapped.

Very few children
have caused problems

the way
you two have,

but when they do,

they always end up
down here.

You're very lucky.

You get to meet
the mother.

The mother?

[Growling]

Augie...

What's that?

You've stumbled on the
lair of our master,

and she hasn't
eaten in days.

Ha ha ha!

Augie...

Bon appetit!

Ha ha ha!

What are you doing?

Getting us out
of this. Here.

It's high-frequency
sound.

They can't stand it.

No!

Don't! No!

Don't!
Please! Hurry!

Do it!

[Rock and roll blaring]

[Roaring]

[Screaming]

Louder!

[Music getting louder]

You did it.

You did it!

Oh, yuck.

This better not stain.

The Taylors.

Gross.

How did you know?

They couldn't stand
high-frequency sound,

like when
my watch went off.

And no one could
play music in school.

It just fit.

I may be
a chicken...

But I'm smart.

Ha ha ha!

Kit?

What happened?

Where are we?

Wait outside.

We'll take you
upstairs.

I guess when we
got the mother,

we got them all.

This is
like a dream.

It is,

and you're not going to have
nightmares anymore.

The end...

Or is it?

I declare
this meeting

of the Midnight Society
closed,

and, uh, make sure
to go straight home, guys.

Why?

Because
tonight's...

A school night.

[Laughter]