Scene 2: [Screen is still black. Little white stars fade into focus. The
camera sweeps downward and we see planet Earth. "Another Brick in the Wall"
starts playing softly as the camera zooms in on the town where Zim lives.
The camera sweeps through the streets of town until finding the Skool. Cut
to interior of Ms. Bitters' classroom. The calendar reads "JUNE 16". It's
the last day of school. The clock reads "2:50 AM". The kids are showing
signs of restlessness, each dressed in a warm-weather-version of their
normal outfit. Ms. Bitters is lecturing on to the last. Despite the
speaking, the song plays on, softly.]
Ms. Bitters: Now, I know all you poor doomed children are looking forward to the start of Summer Vacation, but be well warned! Horrible things await you next year! So as you frolic in your undeserved free-time, keep in mind that you only have a few precious months of childhood left! [The kids all gasp, horror-struck. Zim looks puzzled.]
Zita: What are you talking about, Ms. Bitters?
The Letter M: Yeah. Next year's only sixth grade.
Ms. Bitters: Only sixth grade, you say? [Smiles cruelly] You really don't get it, do you? Sixth grade is your last year in this Skool. After that, you'll be headed straight for…[long pause for dramatic effect]…Middle Skool!! [The kids gasp and exchange nervous looks] There, you'll be tortured in ways you never dreamed possible!! [As Ms. Bitters rants, the camera pans the classroom]. You'll get up at six in the morning! [Aki gulps, Brian shudders] You'll have to remember locker combinations! [Rob shivers, Sarah whimpers] That is, if the upperclassmen decide not to lock you in them! [Melvin crouches lower in his seat, Alex nearly chokes on his pencil, which he'd been chewing the eraser of] You'll have eight classes a day! [Carl and Chunk look at each other, terrified] And each class will have a different teacher! [Mathew P. Mathers III screams, Spoo bites his lip] And each in a different classroom! [Tae tugs at his collar uncomfortably; Keef hides his head with his arms] The building is so large, it's impossible not to get lost! [Smolga glances around, kinda schizophrenic-like, Penny bites her nails] The hallways are more crowded than the freeway at rush hour! [Smeedge and Gretchen hug each other and wail] So you'd better get used to your horrible fates now, while there's still time. [Cut to view of the clock, which strikes 3. The bell rings] Go now. [She points to the door] Enjoy your summer, if you can.
[The kids hurry out of the classroom and once they're in the hallway they stop for a moment to look at each other]
Zita: You know…Middle Skool is still a whole 'nother year away…
Tae: Yeah. Why should we be worrying about it now?
Spoo: Right! A year is ages away! Like eternity!
[Their moods lifted greatly, the kids cheer and run outside and onto the playground. Only Zim and Dib are left in the hallway.]
Zim: [to himself as he walks towards the door] What is this…Summer Vacation? Why would the Earthanoids give their children months of free time?
Dib: What's the matter, Zim? You don't seem too excited. That's not normal, you know. [He slips his trench coat off as they step outside] Most kids wait all year long for Summer Vacation. And I know exactly what I'm gonna do this summer…spy on you!
Zim: [glares at Dib] That's what you think, Earth stink. But I'll have you know that I've been adding improvements to my home's defenses for the past week! It'd be a miracle if you even got near the front door!! AHH HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!
Dib: We'll just see about that, Zim! I'll see you around…but you won't see me! Ha ha ha! [Walks off through the crowds of partying children]
Zim: FOOL!! Just try and breach my security!! I dare you!! Just go ahead and try!! You won't make a fool of me this summer, Dib!! [As he stops his rant he looks around. The kids are all staring at him.] What are you looking at?!?!
[The kids go back to their celebrating and Zim walks off. As he walks down the streets towards home, camera cuts to the sun, burning brightly up in the sky. Zim begins to sweat, and wipes a hand across his brow. But the sun keeps getting hotter and hotter, and as he smolders more and more, he pulls off his gloves and rolls up the sleeves of his tunic, revealing his skinny green arms and 3-fingered hands. He makes it to his house, still sweating.]
Zim: Curse this Earth sun…how can the humans stand this heat?? [As an answer, a few kids run by, squirting each other with water guns.] If only their water wasn't so acidic…I must find a way around the heat!!
G.I.R.: [bounding out of the house in his dog costume, slurping a juice box.] Hi!!
Zim: G.I.R.! How can you stand being in that costume in this heat??
G.I.R.: I've got ice cubes in my head!!
Zim: Uh…huh…
G.I.R.: You should try it, it's…[He stops, staring blankly.] uh-oh…BRAIN FREEZE!! Hehehehehe! [He holds his head and laughs.]
Zim: [retreating into the house] Computer! Activate the cooling unit!
Computer: Cooling Unit Activated!
Zim: [looking around] I feel no difference. Computer, run a diagnostic to make sure the cooling unit is functioning properly.
Computer: [beeps, whirrs and whistles] Diagnostic complete. Cooling Unit has melted.
Zim: Melted?!?! How could that be?? Surely the Earth sun could not be that hot!!
Computer: Irken technology has been exposed to more heat than can be handled…total meltdown inevitable.
Zim: TOTAL MELTDOWN?!?!?! This can't be!! G.I.R.!!
G.I.R.: [drops from out of nowhere next to Zim, now out of his costume] Yes, my Master? [In robotic voice, eyes going red for a moment and he salutes.]
Zim: We need to find someway of cooling down the house before it melts!
G.I.R.: [Still in the robotic voice] Yes, SIR!
Ms. Bitters: Now, I know all you poor doomed children are looking forward to the start of Summer Vacation, but be well warned! Horrible things await you next year! So as you frolic in your undeserved free-time, keep in mind that you only have a few precious months of childhood left! [The kids all gasp, horror-struck. Zim looks puzzled.]
Zita: What are you talking about, Ms. Bitters?
The Letter M: Yeah. Next year's only sixth grade.
Ms. Bitters: Only sixth grade, you say? [Smiles cruelly] You really don't get it, do you? Sixth grade is your last year in this Skool. After that, you'll be headed straight for…[long pause for dramatic effect]…Middle Skool!! [The kids gasp and exchange nervous looks] There, you'll be tortured in ways you never dreamed possible!! [As Ms. Bitters rants, the camera pans the classroom]. You'll get up at six in the morning! [Aki gulps, Brian shudders] You'll have to remember locker combinations! [Rob shivers, Sarah whimpers] That is, if the upperclassmen decide not to lock you in them! [Melvin crouches lower in his seat, Alex nearly chokes on his pencil, which he'd been chewing the eraser of] You'll have eight classes a day! [Carl and Chunk look at each other, terrified] And each class will have a different teacher! [Mathew P. Mathers III screams, Spoo bites his lip] And each in a different classroom! [Tae tugs at his collar uncomfortably; Keef hides his head with his arms] The building is so large, it's impossible not to get lost! [Smolga glances around, kinda schizophrenic-like, Penny bites her nails] The hallways are more crowded than the freeway at rush hour! [Smeedge and Gretchen hug each other and wail] So you'd better get used to your horrible fates now, while there's still time. [Cut to view of the clock, which strikes 3. The bell rings] Go now. [She points to the door] Enjoy your summer, if you can.
[The kids hurry out of the classroom and once they're in the hallway they stop for a moment to look at each other]
Zita: You know…Middle Skool is still a whole 'nother year away…
Tae: Yeah. Why should we be worrying about it now?
Spoo: Right! A year is ages away! Like eternity!
[Their moods lifted greatly, the kids cheer and run outside and onto the playground. Only Zim and Dib are left in the hallway.]
Zim: [to himself as he walks towards the door] What is this…Summer Vacation? Why would the Earthanoids give their children months of free time?
Dib: What's the matter, Zim? You don't seem too excited. That's not normal, you know. [He slips his trench coat off as they step outside] Most kids wait all year long for Summer Vacation. And I know exactly what I'm gonna do this summer…spy on you!
Zim: [glares at Dib] That's what you think, Earth stink. But I'll have you know that I've been adding improvements to my home's defenses for the past week! It'd be a miracle if you even got near the front door!! AHH HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!
Dib: We'll just see about that, Zim! I'll see you around…but you won't see me! Ha ha ha! [Walks off through the crowds of partying children]
Zim: FOOL!! Just try and breach my security!! I dare you!! Just go ahead and try!! You won't make a fool of me this summer, Dib!! [As he stops his rant he looks around. The kids are all staring at him.] What are you looking at?!?!
[The kids go back to their celebrating and Zim walks off. As he walks down the streets towards home, camera cuts to the sun, burning brightly up in the sky. Zim begins to sweat, and wipes a hand across his brow. But the sun keeps getting hotter and hotter, and as he smolders more and more, he pulls off his gloves and rolls up the sleeves of his tunic, revealing his skinny green arms and 3-fingered hands. He makes it to his house, still sweating.]
Zim: Curse this Earth sun…how can the humans stand this heat?? [As an answer, a few kids run by, squirting each other with water guns.] If only their water wasn't so acidic…I must find a way around the heat!!
G.I.R.: [bounding out of the house in his dog costume, slurping a juice box.] Hi!!
Zim: G.I.R.! How can you stand being in that costume in this heat??
G.I.R.: I've got ice cubes in my head!!
Zim: Uh…huh…
G.I.R.: You should try it, it's…[He stops, staring blankly.] uh-oh…BRAIN FREEZE!! Hehehehehe! [He holds his head and laughs.]
Zim: [retreating into the house] Computer! Activate the cooling unit!
Computer: Cooling Unit Activated!
Zim: [looking around] I feel no difference. Computer, run a diagnostic to make sure the cooling unit is functioning properly.
Computer: [beeps, whirrs and whistles] Diagnostic complete. Cooling Unit has melted.
Zim: Melted?!?! How could that be?? Surely the Earth sun could not be that hot!!
Computer: Irken technology has been exposed to more heat than can be handled…total meltdown inevitable.
Zim: TOTAL MELTDOWN?!?!?! This can't be!! G.I.R.!!
G.I.R.: [drops from out of nowhere next to Zim, now out of his costume] Yes, my Master? [In robotic voice, eyes going red for a moment and he salutes.]
Zim: We need to find someway of cooling down the house before it melts!
G.I.R.: [Still in the robotic voice] Yes, SIR!