[grunting] This is an abomination!
I'm sorry. I was just trying to make abstract art.
I'll get rid of it.
What? No, no, Ned,
your painting is quite exceptional.
Just the odd ones. They are kaput.
Well, now we are $20,000 short,
and tomorrow they will cancel the art club.
Oh, I volunteer my time here for the art,
and it's still not enough!
I know I'll just borrow the money.
Okay, who's got 20 grand? Hmm? Speak up.
[bell ringing]
Okay, plan B.
You, me, and the [unintelligible],
we're going to save the art program.
Yeah? Okay. You go.
[laughing]
[clearing throat]
[whistling]
Ned, I heard about your "painting",
and I can not have the students exposed
to your kind of art.
I'm not an artist.
This is obviously a reaction to me canceling art classes.
It's not a reaction.
Listen, I respect your vision, but I want
It's squiggly line.
Just do it.
Smile.
Tomorrow's the last art class.
Smile.
You loved art class that much?
No, but I use art class to make all my Christmas presents.
How am I going to make 40 key bowls in two days?
You can't.
[whistling]
Or can I?
[whistling]
Gotta go.
So, if we help you with this cheesing art project,
you'll get us into eighth grade parties?
But I gotta warn you, there's a lot
of hot eighth grade girls at these parties
who love sixth graders.
Let's make some key bowls,
Wait. I made you guys some smocks,
and some protective headgear.
[whistling]
Pss. I need the painting for the art show.
No, I just want to get rid of it.
It's got me mocked, slapped and in trouble.
That is what art does.
Artists must suffer for the art.
That's why they call it pain... ting.
It's gone!
Gone? Like [unintelligible] mainstream?
[laughing]
Nothing to see here, people.
[groaning]
I gotta get this out of here before the whole world sees it.
[unintelligible] Yeah!
What are you doing?
We're tired of making key bowls.
I want to be a dentist.
I guess it's true what they told me
- about sixth graders. - What did they tell you?
They said you weren't cool or smart enough
to make 40 key bowls in two days while I eat pie.
But I said you were.
I said, "You guys rock", but guess I was wrong.
Well, we'll show them.
You eat that pie
and let's start making key bowls.
Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah!
[laughing]
Now this is art. Life exploited.
[chuckles]
Mosley, how could you?
[laughing]
That was a private moment.
And that in no way proves that I'm in the sewing club.
Yes, it does.
Listen, I forgot to mention
that sometimes true art can anger people. Run!
You turned sixth graders into a bowl making factory?
Yep, and there's only four more bowls to go.
But they're sixth grade boys, they enjoy cartoon violence
and scratching and breaking stuff.
Not if you know how to control 'em.
I mean, look at this workmanship.
That made a cool noise.
[grunting]
Okay, easy.
We can glue that piece too.
Key bowl fight!
[shrieking]
Take cover!
Ladies and gentlemen... [clapping]
I give to you, orange [unintelligible] lady.
- Again. - Oh.
I'll give you $20,000 for it right now.
Providing it goes to the schools art program,
so that artists like this may continue
to express themselves freely.
Oh.
[laughing]
Let's just say that I thought the art show could use
some publicity, and you could use some fame.
So, Principal Wright proved to be a bit of an artist himself
and his masterpiece, preserving art class.
Cookie went back to his factory of one and realized,
it's not a gift from your heart, unless you make it yourself.
And Mose decided to photograph fruit instead of people
because fruit doesn't get angry.