WOMAN: Are you ready?
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ I know you see me
standing here ♪
♪ Do I look good,
my dear? ♪
♪ Do I look good today? ♪
♪ Today, today ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ I'm just another
kind of girl ♪
♪ And you want
to see my world ♪
♪ So come and run away ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ If you wanna play ♪
♪ Come and play today ♪
♪ Let's just get away, yeah ♪
♪ I will make you see ♪
♪ All of the things ♪
♪ That you can be ♪
♪ Believe in yourself ♪
♪ Come follow me ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
MEN: ♪ Ahh ♪
TEACHER: I want you to add
exactly 3
milligrams of sodium hydroxide
to the mixture.
- You do it.
- Ok.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
MEN: ♪ Ahh ♪
♪ ♪
- No, that's too much!
[boom]
- Trisha, I said 3 milligrams.
- I know. But...
I thought it'd be
more fun to dump 'em all in.
- She's crazy!
- Relax, Henry.
- Trisha, out in the hall!
- Whatever.
- Ow!
- Man, what's up with her?
- She got held back.
Flunked sixth grade.
- I heard she got detention
- Dustin, can I see you a sec?
- Uh...
sure.
- I'd like you to switch lab
partners.
I want you to work with Trisha.
- How come?
- Because she refuses to learn
from me,
and you're my best student.
- True.
- Perhaps you'll be a good
influence on her.
Henry, you're gonna be working
with Jack.
- Good.
- Good!
- And, Trisha, you're gonna be
working with Dustin.
- Interesting.
- Be careful.
She's freaky.
- Hi. I guess I'm your new lab
partner.
[pop]
[cell phone buzzes]
- Ok, I have to take this in the
hall.
Everyone, work on the assignment
until I get back.
And behave...
Trisha.
- He hates me.
- Yeah, well, uh...we should
probably start working on the
assignment.
How many milligrams should we
put into...
Why'd you lift my goggles?
- You have pretty eyes.
- Um, thanks.
My pediatrician says I might
need glasses soon
because I don't see too well.
- So...maybe I should get
closer.
How's this?
- Very clear.
- Hey, I got an idea.
Let's go get some ice cream.
- I can't just cut class.
- Oh, a good boy!
I like that.
Gimme your arm.
- What are you writing?
- My phone number.
- Why?
- So you can call me.
MEN: ♪ Ahh ♪
[vocalizing]
JACK: Whoa! She gave you her
phone number?
- Yeah.
- Man, I can't believe she
asked you out.
- Why? She's just a girl.
- Trisha Kirby isn't just "a
girl."
- I heard she kisses guys--on
the mouth.
- Who told you that?
- People.
- You realize this makes you
the coolest kid in sixth grade?
- It does?
- Totally.
- Yeah, man.
ZOEY: Hey, Dustin!
- Uh-oh. Listen, don't say
anything about Trisha
in front of my sister.
- Hey. What's goin' on?
- Nothing.
- Dustin got asked out on a
date!
- By an older woman!
- She wrote her number
on his arm!
- Oh, my God!
Dustin has a girlfriend?
- Yeah, thanks a lot!
- How come you didn't want me
to know?
- 'Cause you're always buttin'
into my life!
- That is so not true!
Is that true?
- Yeah, it is.
- It's pretty true.
- Ok, maybe I did in the past,
a little...
but I promise not to do it
anymore.
- Good.
- So...who is she?
- Zoey!
- I'm not butting in!
I just wanna know who she is!
- Trisha Kirby.
- Trisha Kirby?
Yeah, well, we're gonna be late
to class.
- No, we're not.
- Yeah, we still got, like,
- Bye, Dustin!
- Oh!
- Ok.
NICOLE: What is your deal?
- You're squeezing our wrists.
- I do not like Trisha Kirby.
- Why, what's wrong with her?
- She's bad!
- Bad how?
- Come on, you've seen her in
the girls' lounge.
She wears way too much makeup,
and she
ditches class like every day--
- Wait, you mean that little
chickie with the tattoo
on her ankle?
- Yes!
- Ooh, she's bad.
- I know!
- Zoey...
- Don't "Zoey" me!
I do not
want my baby brother dating that
little...older woman.
- Don't you think you're
overreacting just a little?
- No! I don't want him hangin'
out with that little delinquent!
- But you promised Dustin you
wouldn't meddle in his life
anymore.
- Which is why I'm not gonna.
- Good.
- You are.
- What?
- You heard me.
Come on, Nicole.
- And my nightmare begins...
now.
- Wait...Lola?
- That's right.
- There's no way Lola could
like you.
- And why not?
- Because she's met me.
- Dude, your ego is the size--
- Shhhh!
- What?
- I just saw a cat
in the bushes.
[cat growls]
MICHAEL: Oh, yeah.
Let's see if we can
get it to come out.
- 'K. Heeeere, kitty kitty.
- Come here, little kitty.
- Where are you, kitty?
- What's your name, little
buddy?
- Come to daddy.
- Meow.
- Wait...that doesn't look
like a cat.
- Uh-uh.
- That looks like a--
[skunk squeaking]
BOYS: Skunk!
- Aah! There's a skunk!
[screaming]
[rock music]
[gentle rock music]
♪ ♪
- Ooh, there he is.
Go talk to him.
- Um...
remind me again why I'm
doing this?
- Because we don't want Trisha
corrupting Dustin and dragging
him into her dark, evil ways.
- She's a little girl, not Darth
Vader.
- Please?
- But--
- I'd do it for you.
- I don't have a little brother.
- And whose fault is that?
- What?
- Just go fix it.
MAN: ♪ Never wanted ♪
♪ 'Cause you can't say ♪
♪ So heavy in our home ♪
- 'Sup, Dustin?
- Hey.
- Listen, can I talk to you
about somethin'...
y'know, man-to-man?
- Sure, but make it quick.
I have a date with Trisha.
- Ah, actually, you know,
Trisha's kinda what I wanted to
talk to you about.
- What about her?
- Well...
don't ya think you're a little
young to be dating?
- No. All the guys in my class
think it's really cool that I'm
dating her.
- Right. Sure. But...
it's just
gonna cause problems.
- What problems?
- What problems?
Good question.
Um...well, you know,
once you start
goin' out with an older woman,
all of a sudden,
all the other girls are gonna
wanna go out with you.
- So you're saying that dating
an older woman will make me
more popular?
- Ok, wait a minute--
that's not really what I--
- That's awesome!
Thanks!
- Wait!
I...I have more things
to say! Dustin!
- Well? Did he listen to you?
- Uh-huh.
- That's great!
- Ok.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Do you think this is getting
rid of the skunk smell?
- I dunno. Here, come sniff me.
- I am not gonna sniff you!
- Sniff me!
- How 'bout you sniff me?
- Why don't you just grow up
and sniff me?
- This is your fault, so you
sniff me!
- I just wanna know if--
- No, I prefer to be
the sniff-ee, not the sniffer!
- Ohh!
- We still stink.
Man, how are we--
- Wait!
- What?
- I remember reading once that
you can get rid of skunk smell
with...
with, uh...
- With what?
- [snaps]
Tomato juice!
- Tomato juice?
MAN: ♪ Please give me a hand ♪
♪ I tried ♪
♪ ♪
- I can't drink any more.
- Man, if I cut myself,
I'd bleed tomato juice.
[both groaning]
- Hey, guys, can I borrow--
um...what are you guys doing?
[both groaning]
- [coughs]
And what is that smell?
- We got sprayed by a skunk.
- So we've been drinkin' tomato
juice for the past 2 hours.
- Why?
- Michael read that tomato juice
gets rid of skunk smell.
- [laughs]
- What?
- Guys, you're supposed to
bathe in tomato juice
to get rid of skunk smell,
not drink it.
Morons.
MEN: ♪ Ahh ♪
♪ ♪
- Hey, kiddo.
- Oh, hey.
- Ya feelin' ok?
- Yeah. Why?
- I thought since you stopped
dating Trisha,
you might be a little,
you know...depressed.
- Who said I stopped dating
Trisha?
- I--I'm gonna go get
some salsa.
- Be right back.
Hold it!
- I'm sorry.
- I thought you fixed this!
- I tried! It's just I'm not
always so good with words.
It's like, I open my mouth
and someone else controls what
I say--someone who clearly likes
to watch me suffer.
- Well, why didn't you just tell
me--
- Uhhh...
- Hey, baby.
- Hey.
Trisha, this is Nicole, Chase,
and my sister Zoey.
BOTH: Hi.
- How are you?
- Hey.
- Um...so, Trisha...
I hear you're in
the sixth grade...
again.
- Yeah. They held me back
'cause I got 2 Cs, 2 Ds
and an F.
- Yeah. Learning's not really
"her thing."
- Apparently.
- Anyways, I don't care.
I'm gonna be a race car driver,
so who needs school, right?
- Yeah, good point.
- Yeah. So, you ready?
- Did you get the cupcakes?
- Did I say I'd get the
cupcakes?
- You guys are gonna eat all
those cupcakes?
- No!
We're gonna drop 'em on
teachers' heads.
- How cool is she?
- C'mon, let's do it.
Dustin, get my bag.
- Right.
- Someone needs to talk some
sense into that boy.
- Someone needs to talk some
sense into that girl.
- You're gonna talk Trisha outta
goin' out with Dustin?
- No. You are.
- Ok, no I'm not!
- Please?
- All right!
♪ ♪
- Hey, there.
Makin' a wish?
- Yeah--
I wish people would
throw more quarters in here.
I'm sick of pennies, nickels,
and dimes.
- Yeah, stealing is fun, isn't
it?
Listen, Trisha...see, I kinda
watch out for Dustin,
and I'm a little worried
about him.
- What for?
- 'Cause, you know, he's never
had a girlfriend before, and...
well, you know, you're older
than he is...
- So?
- So, I don't wanna see him
getting hurt.
- What, a girlfriend can't be a
little older than her boyfriend?
- I guess. But...
don't you
think you'd have more fun
dating guys your age
or maybe even a guy a little
older than you?
[pop]
Y'know what I'm sayin'?
- I know what you're sayin'.
- Great.
- You wanna date me.
- Huh?
Whoa, whoa, hold the phone.
- Dustin's just a boy.
- True, but--
- You're a man.
- Well, I do shave once a month,
but--
- And you're mine.
Later, boyfriend.
- Boyfriend?
Oh... God!
[upbeat rock music]
- Ooh! Ahh!
Aha!
Ah!
- Zoey, we gotta talk.
- Ok, one second.
LOLA: Ooh!
[groans]
Ooh.
[grunts]
Hey!
- Hey!
- Give us back our foosball
ball.
- Wouldn't you just call it a
foosball?
- No, foosball is the name of
the game, so you'd call the ball
a foosball ball.
- Maybe, but I still think--
- Tell you what!
Why don't we
just call it a foosball ball
ball ball ball ball!
I gotta speak with Zoey.
- Well!
- Ok, you gotta help me.
- What, you couldn't talk
Trisha outta dating Dustin?
- Oh, I talked Trisha right
outta dating Dustin.
- Great! So what's the problem?
- You stole my girlfriend?
- That's the problem.
- You asked Trisha out?
- No! Gross!
- C'mon, Matthews! Let's go!
Right now!
- You see?
Ya see what you get me into?
- I'm standin' here!
- I'm not gonna fight you.
- Yeah, you are!
- Dustin, stop acting like a
freak right now!
- All right.
But you listen to me, Chase
Matthews.
You stole my girlfriend...
and you're gonna pay.
- I was just threatened by a
topless boy.
- Just tell me what happened
with Trisha.
- Well, I was tellin' Trisha
why she shouldn't date Dustin,
but she thought that I meant
that she should date,
you know, me.
- But why would she like you?
- Well, I guess she somehow
overlooked my terrible
personality and hideous face.
- You know I didn't mean it like
that.
Why don't you just tell her you
don't like her.
- I tried, but she still won't
leave me alone!
I mean, I was working out in the
gym?
She showed up and took digital
pictures.
- Why?
- She thinks I'm cute when I
sweat.
- Are you?
- Sorta.
- Well, what are you gonna do
about this?
- You are gonna go talk to
Trisha and get me outta this!
- No, no, no, no.
I cannot butt into his life.
- You always butt into his life!
You're like the queen of
butt-ining.
- That is so--
- True. Now, please, talk to
Trisha.
Get me outta this.
- Ok.
- Oh, and talk to Dustin, too,
before he tries to, like,
k*ll me in my sleep.
- You want me to dump Chase?
- I didn't say "dump."
I just...
I don't think you guys
are a good match.
- You just want me to get back
with your brother.
- No. Not at all.
It's just...
You don't wanna date Chase.
- I don't?
- No!
You've seen his bushy hair.
What is up with that?
- I like his hair.
It reminds me
of my grandma's dead poodle.
- Yeah.
It is poodlish, I guess.
- I gotta go throw eggs at
stuff.
- Wait!
Ok, I'll tell you
the real reason I don't want you
to date Chase.
- Talk.
- He and I are boyfriend and
girlfriend.
- You told her we were boyfriend
and girlfriend?
- It was the only thing I could
think of!
- So problem solved, then,
right?
- Nope.
- Why not?
- She didn't believe that we
were really dating.
- Well, what'd she say?
- That she's seen the two of us
around campus, and there's
"no way" we could really be
boyfriend and girlfriend.
- Oh.
- I'm sorry.
I really tried.
- I know you did.
It's cool.
- No, now Trisha's gonna be
all over you.
- Well...
- What?
- Not if we can convince her
that we really are dating.
- How?
- Well...
I got it!
- Yeah?
- We just have to make sure she
sees us tomorrow
acting like
boyfriend and girlfriend,
then she'll believe it
and leave me alone.
- Ok.
When we see Trisha tomorrow,
you and I are boyfriend and
girlfriend.
- Ok.
- Is this really gonna work?
- Absolutely.
Now prepare
to be de-skunkified.
BOTH: Hold up! Whoa!
Please, hold up!
- What are you gonna spray us
with?
- A chemical compound I created
to neutralize the effect of
skunk smell.
- Well, what if it's dangerous?
- Yeah. I cannot risk anything
happening to this face.
- Oh, you babies.
Here.
Spray my sleeve.
See?
Now, do you guys wanna stink
for the next 3 weeks?
- Just spray us.
[school bell rings]
- Ok, there's Trisha.
- Yep.
- So, ready to be my boyfriend?
- Yep.
- Ok. Hold my hand.
- Right.
Here we go.
Oh, look, it's Trisha.
- Yeah, hey, Trisha!
- Hey.
CHASE: Listen.
Zoey told me she
talked to you about...us.
And I hope you understand.
- We can't help that we're in
love.
[both giggle weakly]
- You sure this is for real?
- Oh...yeah. Totally.
- Absolutely.
- How long have you two
been dating?
- A year.
- 6 months.
- A year.
- And 6 months.
- 18 months,
if you add it all up.
- Ok. If you're boyfriend and
girlfriend...
let's see ya kiss.
- I'm sorry, what?
- [whispers] She wants to see us
kiss.
- [whispers] I heard what she
said!
- [whispers] Ok.
- Do it. Kiss.
- C'mon, is this really
necessary?
CHASE: Please say yes.
Please say yes.
Please say yes.
- Yeah.
- She said yes.
- Um, Trisha...
- I knew you were lying.
- Ok, listen, Trisha--
- Fine, we'll kiss.
- What?
- If she doesn't believe us,
we'll show her.
- Sh-show her?
- Just kiss me, like you always
do.
- Oh!
Right.
No biggie.
Ok. Here it goes.
- Yeah!
- Ahh!
- Dustin!
- I told you I'd get ya for
stealin' my woman!
- Why do these things happen
to me?
- Wow, Dustin!
I never knew you
were so manly.
- Yeah.
Too late, Trisha.
Now we're even.
- Ok!
Well, um...
I guess we better go
ahead and kiss now, you know,
just to show Trisha
that we weren't lying.
- Ah, forget it.
I ain't datin' an older guy
that gets
knocked down by a 10-year-old.
See ya.
- Well, I'm gonna go get my
homework done.
- Hey, guys. Whatcha doin'?
NICOLE: Just studying.
- You fix things with Trisha?
- Yeah. Not like I planned,
but I think it's fixed.
NICOLE: Good.
- So, Quinn, I heard you got
rid of Michael and Logan's
skunk smell.
- Yeah, it wasn't that hard.
I just--
- Quinn!
- What?
- Your arm!
- Huh?
- Whoa!
- [gasps]
My sleeve!
It's...gone.
- What happened?
- I guess my skunk neutralizing
spray makes clothing
disintegrate.
Aah!
GIRLS: Aah!
- What?
- What's wrong?
- I sprayed Logan and Michael...
all over!
MEN: ♪ Ahh ♪
[vocalizing]
- C'mon, we can't stay in this
bush forever.
- I am not walking through
campus naked.
- Then how do we get back
to our dorm?
- Wait...
I bet there's some trash bags
in the janitor's closet.
- Trash bags?
- Man, I feel like an idiot.
- Just keep walking.
LOGAN: Hey!
[girl laughs]
[kids cheering, whistling]
WOMAN: ♪ Yeah, yeah, you ♪
♪ Just gotta let it loose ♪
♪ Don't walk away ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I will make you see ♪
♪ All of the things ♪
♪ That you can be ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
[ding]
MAN: Mmm.
TRISHA: I gotta go throw eggs
at stuff.
02x05 - Bad Girl
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Series centers around Zoey Brooks as she enrolls in Pacific Coast Academy, a prestigious Southern California boarding school that previously only allowed boys to attend.
Series centers around Zoey Brooks as she enrolls in Pacific Coast Academy, a prestigious Southern California boarding school that previously only allowed boys to attend.