Recess: School's Out

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Recess: School's Out is a 2001 animated film and special based on the Disney television series Recess. This film was produced by Walt Disney Pictures and was released theatrically nationwide on February 16, 2001. It was released on home video and DVD on August 7, 2001.


[Miss Finster bursts through a skylight in the auditorium. She lands hard on the floor.]
Miss Finster: [to Benedict] Hey, teacher! Leave those kids alone!
[All the kids smile]
TJ: Miss Finster!
Benedict: Muriel! It's you. You're still a vision of loveliness.
Miss Finster: Yeah, and you're still a two-bit recess-hating pretty boy.
Benedict: That hurt, Muriel. But I'll forgive you, if you just come back to me!
Miss Finster: Ha! I'd rather eat playground dirt!
Benedict: That can be arranged, my dear.
Miss Finster: Not before I take you down.
Benedict: Take me down? Yeah, right! You and what army?
Miss Finster: Me and THIS army!
[All the teachers come in.]
Gus: The teachers!

[TJ has just arrived to pick up Vince from baseball camp.]
Vince: TJ, what are you doing here?
TJ: You've got to come back to town. It's an emergency.
Vince: What? I can't just leave.
TJ: Look, something weird is going on at the school. Principal Prickly is dematerialized!
Vince: Dematerialized? TJ, you're crazy!
TJ: [holding up Principal Prickly's burnt golf shoes.] Am I?
[Vince becomes shocked]

[The gang observes an enormous tractor beam rising slowly up out of the school. It tilts.]
Gus: Whoa! What's happening?
[It shoots at the sky. The gang winces from the brightness of the beam. It stops and lowers back into the school.]
Vince: Okay, that right there. That was messed up.
[Mikey faints.]

Benedict: [looking at T.J.'s walkie-talkie] A confiscated walkie-talkie. Why do you do these things to me, Pete? Do you enjoy tormenting me? Do you hate me?
Prickly: I don't hate you, Phil. I just think you’re insane!
Benedict: [sarcastically] Insane. Well, there you go again, Pete. Insulting me, hurting my feelings, just like 30 years ago, only this time, Petey, I'm ready. [looking out Principal Prickly's office window] You see, all those years, no matter how big I got, no matter how successful...I always thought about you. How you embarrassed me! How you humiliated me! How you destroyed my relationship with Muriel Finster, the only woman I've ever loved!
TJ: That part still grosses me out, sir.
Prickly: Shh!
Benedict: But this time, Petey, I'm going to humiliate you! This time I'm going to prove to the world that you were wrong and I was right!
Prickly: About what?
Benedict: About RECESS! About freedom! About test scores! I found a way to prove my theory. I'm going to get rid of the biggest recess of them all! I am going to get rid...of summer vacation!
TJ: You fiend!
Benedict: "Fiend". Yeah, you try to help people, that's the thanks you've had.
Prickly: It'll never work, Phil.

[Benedict locks TJ and Principal Prickly in a birdcage to keep them from interfering with Benedict's plans to destroy summer vacation.]
TJ: Help! Help! Somebody get us out of here!
Prickly: Calm down, Detweiler. I got the...
TJ: Calm down? We're locked in a giant birdcage while a madman is out there trying to destroy summer vacation, and you want me to calm down?
Prickly: I understand. But I...
TJ: How can YOU understand? You're just a grownup! What do YOU know about summer vacation?
Prickly: [stands and puts his hands akimbo] I'll let you in on a little secret, Detweiler. Every adult you've ever known was a kid at sometime in his life. You think we don't remember summer vacation? Riding bikes down by the creek? Catching polliwogs in a jar? Camping out under the stars? Well, you're wrong! [pause] Some days, I sit there in my office, looking out at you kids in the playground and I think, "They don't know how good they got it. In a few years, they're all going to be grown-ups like me and all those good times will be memories for them, too". So go ahead. Put a whoopie-cushion in my chair. Cover my carpet with fake vomit. Make fun of my "big, saggy butt". But don't you ever say I don't care about summer vacation, because those memories are the last part of childhood I've got left.

[Principal Prickly and TJ are dressed as guards.]
Principal Prickly: You sure this is going to work, Detweiller?
TJ: Come on, Principal Prickly. Don't you watch old spy movies? This trick is pure gold.
[They walk up two guards.]
TJ: [deep voice] Uh, Dr. Benedict wanted to speak to us about a very important matter.
Guard #1: [quickly recognizes them] Hey, you two aren't guards!
TJ: [normal voice; to Prickly] Run!
[TJ and Prickly take off down the hall with the guards in pursuit.]

King Bob: I, King Bob, as my last official act before entering middle school, hereby anoint this boy here King Freddie the second.
[He takes off his hat, places it on Freddie's head, and stamps the letter "F" on the hat.]
King Bob: [to King Freddie] May you boss around all of the kids with fairness.
Jerome: The king has graduated! Long live the king!
[Everyone cheering at King Bob’s Graduation Ceremony, as the Safety Rangers played “Hail to the Chief” with their kazoos.]
Captain Brad: [shouting at the Safety Rangers] Elbow up! Eyes forward! You call that kazoo playing?!
Ashley B.: Ah, ceremony...
Ashley Q.: I’m, like, moved, Ashley A.
Ashley A.: Say what you want about their personal lives, Ashley Q. The royals have such style...

[Miss Finster and Randall find a way to get into the school. Miss Finster opens the basement window.]
Miss Finster: Bingo. [She wedges herself through the window, only to get stuck halfway in.] I'm stuck! Curse those bodacious hips of mine! Randall, run back to my place and get the butter.

Gretchen: I've been studying the moon with the 200-inch telescope at the observatory, and I've discovered some peculiar eccentricities in its orbit.
Counselor: You know, Gretchen. Maybe you should try out one of these neat anti-gravity harnesses. The other kids love them, and look--you can even do backflips, just like real astronauts.
Gretchen: But...
[The counselor flips away. Gretchen sighs.]
Gretchen: [to herself] Why do I bother?
[Two spacesuits behind Gretchen open their helmets, revealing themselves to be TJ and Vince.]
TJ: Because you're driven by a passionate desire for knowledge.

Spinelli: Hey, remember that summer after the second grade when we went down to the pond every day to catch minnows?
Gretchen: Or how about that summer we all carved our initials on that big tree in the Wilson's backyard?
Vince: And Spinelli spelled hers wrong.
Spinelli: Hey, I was seven. And "S"s were tricky.
[Gus begins sobbing]
Spinelli: What's your problem? This is the first summer you've lived here.
Gus: I know, and I'll never have any of those memories. [He continues crying on Gretchen's shoulder.]

[Benedict is interrogating TJ and Principal Prickly in the dungeon.]
Benedict: Same old noble Pete. Always standing up for the rights of children.
TJ: [to Prickly] You?
Benedict: But unfortunately, I can't let anybody go right now. You see this experimental night school that I'm running is kind of a secret. I'm trying to show that students can be trained to be capable and productive members of society.
TJ: Oh yeah?! Well, if you're just running a night school, then what's that giant laser gun doing in the auditorium?!
[Offended, Benedict orders Kojak the bald guy to sit TJ down.]
Benedict: What a rude and badly dressed little boy you are.

Principle Prickly: (over speaker) Attention, students, this is Principal Prickly talking.
Miss. Finster: [impressed but stunned] That was fast.
Principle Prickly: Some of you may have noticed ice cream on the playground. I want you to know that I will not stand for this. This ice cream should be eaten immediately!
Miss Finster: [shocked] Huh?
(The kids shrug, and go back to enjoying themselves.)
Principle Prickly: In addition, I want you to all ignore Miss Finster, no matter what she says about ice cream or anything else!
[The kids cheer.]
Miss Finster: [stunned] This can't be happening...
Principle Prickly: Furthermore, I want to inform you all that I have a fat, saggy butt, which I like to scratch every hour on the hour.
[The kids burst out laughing, and the camera zooms behind the school, revealing that Gretchen and T.J. have hijacked the speakers, while T.J. is saying everything with Prickly's voice.]
T.J.: Also, I want to apologize to all of you, for being such a mean principal, taking away hall passes, giving guys recess detention, refusing to accept sick notes, just because it doesn't look like a guy's mom's signature! Making kids stand at the wall for 10 whole minutes! With no break! Man, I feel ashamed of myself for all the terrible, rotten things I've done! And next year, I promise to--
[T.J. pauses as a magnificent shadow looms over him. It is revealed to be a furious Principal Prickly.]
T.J.: [nervously] Why, Principal Prickly, sir! What a surprise!

T.J.: [Running back to the house, after discovering what is going on in the school] MOM! MOM! [He runs into the sliding glass door.]
Mrs. Detweiler: TJ! Are you all right?
T.J.: Mom! There's guys at the school! They're doing some kind of evil experiment!
Mrs. Detweiler: Oh, dear. That bonk on the head must have rattled your little brain.
T.J.: But, Mom...!
Mrs. Detweiler: [feeling his head] You're feverish! You wait right here. I'll go get the baby thermometer and the petroleum jelly.
T.J.: Dad... Dad, dad! Dad! [He runs to the garage, where his father is fixing the car.]
Mr. Detweiler: What is it, boy?
T.J.: Those evil bad guys have got a laser beam, and they're lifting the safe--
Mr. Detweiler: [rolls out from under the car] T.J., did you run into the sliding glass door again?
T.J.: No, but--yeah, but-- [frustrated] GRRR! [runs off]
Mr. Detweiler: Come back! Your mom’s gonna want to take your temperature!

Cop 1: So you're saying you just escaped from a troop of ninja warriors?
Vince: That's right!
Cop 2: And they got a giant laser gun in the school's auditorium?
Gretchen: Precisely!
Cop 1: Which is aimed at the moon?
Mikey: Thank heavens you understand!

(Both cops laughing because it's funny)


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