Ooh, candy.
[rummaging]
[gasps]
Triple Chocky Milk!
Pfft. Can't handle the Triple.
I'll show Echo.
[gulping]
[coughing and hacking]
Oh, I like the burn.
[Principal Loudspeaker mumbling]
[Principal Loudspeaker] Did I hear a juvenile cough?
[crashing]
Young man! Students aren't allowed in the teacher's lounge!
I'm sorry, Principal Loudspeaker.
Oh-ha-ho!
It's I who should be sorry.
I d-d-didn't see the mustache.
You look good, sir.
You must be our new substitute
[laughs] teacher.
Uh, yeah! New sub, ha, that's me.
Well, well, well, we're thrilled to have an instructor of your caliber
here at Dirt High!
What was your name again?
It's, uh, Chocky.
Chocky Milkenson. Mr. Milkenson, for short.
Sounds legit.
[Principal Loudspeaker] Mr. McFly!
Please show our new sub to his class.
So you're the new hotshot sub?
Uh… Uh-huh.
Mm-hmm. Figures. Figures.
You don't have the confidence of a full-timer.
Are you nervous? Well, don't be.
As long as you remember that I am Dirt's star teacher.
Well, here is your class.
If you need anything, I'll be right across the hall.
And I'll be watching you like a spider watches me.
Ow! Ugh.
[door slams]
[bumping noises]
Sorry, new teacher.
I have to remember what the plan was for my buddy, James.
You know how to read a blueprint?
Max, it's me!
Witch!
Shh! No! I got caught in the lounge, and I didn't want to get expelled,
and I said I wasn't a student, and I guess my milk mustache sold it,
and now I'm posing as a substitute teacher,
and Chocky Milk made me do it!
Echo was right. You can't handle the Triple.
What? Yes, I can!
I just need to make it through the day without anyone realizing I'm a kid.
Can you cover for me in McFly's class so I don’t get expelled?
You want me to dress up and pretend to be you?
What? No, just tell people I'm sick or something.
[groaning]
-[James yelling] -[ominous music playing]
[James sighs, takes a breath, releases]
Cry! Cry! Cry! My life is so hard!
I need to complain about everything!
Can I speak to your manager?
[Mr. McFly] Oh, typical James. No, you cannot.
[Mr. McFly] Now, just-- just sit down.
Oh, he's good.
[explosive boon]
[crowd chattering]
[door shuts]
[children clamoring and laughing]
[glue dripping]
Uh-yah!
[glass shattering]
[Mr. McFly laughing]
[sighs]
All right. All right. Calm down.
Quiet llama.
[children crying]
Quiet llama! Can't you see the quiet llama?
It's quiet llama time!
Quiet llama! What? It's quiet llama!
[children whining]
The first one to sit down and be quiet gets candy.
[children stop crying]
[chipper music playing]
It worked. It worked!
[Principal Loudspeaker] Um, Mr. Milkenson.
I'm impressed at how well-behaved your students are.
I might have to make you Teacher of the Month.
[children cheering]
Teacher of the Month?
To a sub?
Well, I've been trying to get that title for years!
And there's only two teachers at this school.
Mr. Mc-Sigh!
Not now, James! Not now!
You can forget about Teacher of the Month, Mr. Milkenson.
I've got something in slime for you.
[maniacal laughter]
-[thunder crackling] -[diabolic music playing]
[diabolic music stops]
James, stop flicking the lights.
Sorry, Mr. McFly.