Let's rock and roll, young learners.
Okay, roll call. Dig it.
I'm going to give you all awesome nicknames.
Uh, Hot Rod, Clapton, Handband.
But my name is Summer.
Dude, you can't give yourself a nickname.
You'll be Summer.
This is going to be really confusing.
Dr. Roboto. Zack.
That's my actual name.
Your parents nailed it.
Who did that?
Because that was... awesome.
So you're not going to put it in the confiscation closet.
New teacher. New rules.
I say let's make this whole learning thing fun.
I don't just wanna teach you guys,
I wanna inspire-
All I'm saying... is that we can do this the boring way...
or the Mr. Finn way.
I say we do it the Mr. Finn way.
[music playing]
Follow my lead.
Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
In rock that means
♪ Love isn't kind It makes you blind ♪
That they behold, and see not what they see?
♪ I thought you were hot Now I know you're not ♪
Fog machine! Lights!
Tasty lead.
[unintelligible]
In things right true my heart and eyes have erred,
And to this false plague am I now transferred.
I got this.
♪ Crushing on a girl Needs to meet your papa ♪
That's it. But mine rhyme. Keys.
[unintelligible] Bring the song to Mika.
Yeah.
Alright.
Shakespeare brought the funk.
Where'd you learn to teach like that?
Uh, I'm in a special program.
I'm, uh, getting my Masters in teachology
at the Van Halen Institute. I go every day after school.
[bell ringing]
Oh, man. Guys, great day.
It's just lunch time.
Seriously? I really need to get a watch.
[music playing]
Mr. Finn is fun,
but there is no way he's a real teacher.
He asked to borrow lunch money.
Guys, he's the best teacher we've ever had.
Just because he's fun doesn't mean he's not legit.
I'll prove it.
[music playing]
So far, we've followed Mr. Finn a taco truck, laser tag,
and now here.
[music playing]
That's our teacher?
Dewey Finn, teacher?
He's not qualified to teach a dog to bark,
but he is a rock god. Whoo!
Rock and roll!
[music playing]
Oh. Hey, guys.
Definitely not a teacher.
[music playing]
- Mr. Finn? - He's gone.
Look, he left his laptop.
Hey, guys, You guys were right. You need a real teacher.
So I'm on my way back to my old job.
And just so you know, even though it was only a day,
being your teacher was one of the greatest honors
of my life. So, guess this is goodbye.
Forever.
Oh, and check out the box.
Mr. Finn got all of our stuff back
from the confiscation closet.
My dodgeball.
Why'd that get taken away?
Now I get it.
Mr. Finn left because of us.
We have to get him back if we want to be a band.
[all agreeing]
We better move fast.
If Principal Mullen sees he's gone, he'll be fired.
Then let's get to that yogurt stand.
[music playing]
Yo, yo yo. My name is Yogurt Boy.
[unintelligible] for you to enjoy.
Hey, guys. Wait. Why aren't you in school?
We want you to come back, Mr. Finn.
[all] Yeah.
I can't go back. I have my dignity.
Besides, you guys are right. You need a real teacher.
You are a real teacher, Mr. Finn.
[all] Yeah.
I mean, you taught us the meaning of Shakespeare.
You inspired us to rock out on the quad.
And you made learning fun.
Actual fun.
Do you know the last time we had fun at this school?
Kindergarten, December 12th, finger painting.
It really doesn't happen much.
Come on, Mr. Finn. We wanna win Battle of the Bands,
and we can't do it without you.
Come on, Mr. Finn.
You want to be a teacher, we want to be a rock band.
- Yeah. - We'll make you a deal.
We'll keep your secret if you keep ours.
- Come on, Mr. Finn. - Come back with us.
You got a deal.
[cheering]
[music playing]
♪ Hey! ♪
[music playing]
♪ Uh-huh-huh ♪
♪ What I like about you ♪
♪ You hold me tight ♪
♪ Tell me I'm the only one Wanna come over tonight ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Keep on whispering in my ear♪
♪ Tell me all the things That I wanna hear ♪
♪ Cause it's true That's what I like about you ♪