Scene 4: [Back at Zim's house, it's late afternoon and he and G.I.R. are
just finishing installing the new cooling unit to the roof.]
Zim: [wipes his brow, still sweating. He has now cast his tunic aside.] Phew. That should do it G.I.R. We won't have to worry about that wretched Earth sun any longer!
G.I.R.: [points at Zim's back] How come you're all red?
Zim: Huh? [Tries to twist around to look at himself and sees that his back is all red – sunburned.] What is this madness?? What has that horrible sun done to me?? [G.I.R. pokes him in the back and he howls with pain, then jumps down from the roof. G.I.R. follows.]
G.I.R.: Did that hurt? I'll do it again!!
Zim: No!! That's quite all right, G.I.R. [He ducks inside the house and rushes down to the lab.] Computer! I need a read out on my skin cells. [A glass tube drops down over him and flashes a dim red. The tube is sucked up quickly]
Computer: Skin cells have been burned by Earth's yellow sun.
Zim: BURNED!? This can't be! Computer, is there any way to heal it?? [Cut to Zim sitting, rigid on the couch in the living room. G.I.R. is applying a pale green ointment to Zim's back. Zim is gritting his teeth, wincing with pain. "Hurt So Good" is playing in the background.] There has got to be another way…
[Cut to a wide view of the outside of Zim's house. The sun is now starting to set. The kids are gathering in the streets, happy as ever, shouting about an 'End-of-Skool-Year Pool-Party'. "You May Be Right" is playing in the background. The news of the party is now reaching Dib & Gaz's house. Cut to interior their living room.]
Prof. Membrane: [coming into the room with a sandwich] Kids, there's quite a ruckus outside. What's going on?
Gaz: [dressed in a black bathing suit, a dark purple jacket over it, still playing her GS2] Pool Party. We'd be going, if [calling towards the stairs] Dib wasn't taking so long to get ready!
Dib: [slides down the stairs, dressed in black swim shorts and a blue t- shirt with the gray smiley-face] Ok, ok! I'm here. [Looks up at Prof.] We'll see you later, Dad.
Prof. Membrane: Well, I'm glad to see you're taking an interest in social- interaction. Have fun then!
Gaz: Yeah right. Let's go, Dib. [They leave, Gaz still playing her GS2]
[Cut back to Zim's house. Zim is at the window, watching the kids marching down the street.]
Zim: What is this? The Earthanoids are gathering, G.I.R.! Perhaps it would be wise to investigate.
G.I.R.: [dropping down next to Zim in his dog costume] PARTY!! Yahoo!! Here! [Holds up a pair of black swim shorts] You'll need these!
Zim: [takes the shorts uneasily] What do you know that you're not telling me?
G.I.R.: You'll see. Hurry! We don't wanna miss it! [Cut to Zim (now in the swim shorts and magenta T-Shirt) and G.I.R. following the kids down the street. They reach the community pool and it seems to be in better condition than anything else in the town. It's overrun with kids.]
Zim: It appears to be some sort of festival, G.I.R. What do you suppose it means? [Glancing around at the kids] They're all acting like monkeys!
G.I.R.: I like monkeys! [Zim growls]
Dib: [coming up behind Zim] Well, I didn't expect to see you here, Zim. I wouldn't think you'd want to be near this much water. [At the word 'water', Zim's eyes widen and he sees the pool for the first time.] I hope you came prepared. They don't call it a pool party for nothing. Ha ha ha ha! [Dib walks off, grinning.]
Zim: [in a hushed voice] G.I.R.! What am I going to do??
G.I.R.: I brought glue! [His head opens for a second and a glue bottle pops out]
Zim: Of course! Good work, G.I.R. [taking the glue bottle, he dashes off- screen]
G.I.R.: Oh…my glue…[sniffs the air] I smell…Hot Dogs!! [He runs off excitedly towards a spot where kids are working a grill] Hot Dogs!! [He knocks the kids over, climbs onto the grill, and begins to eat. Then he realizes his costume is on fire and runs, laughing crazily, into the pool, where the fire is extinguished quickly. G.I.R. remains in the pool, splashing happily.]
Zim: [Emerges from the Boys' Room, looking very pleased with himself. He takes a deep breath.] I think I'm ready now. [He struts to the edge of the pool. He glances over to make sure Dib is watching and does a cannonball into the water. He resurfaces and sticks his tongue out at Dib, who is boiling mad.]
Dib: How did he do that, Gaz?? Huh?? Huh?? How??
Gaz: I dunno. Leave me alone.
Dib: Well, whatever he's doing, it can't last forever. [He marches off to the pool determinedly]
Gaz: Boys…
Zim: [wipes his brow, still sweating. He has now cast his tunic aside.] Phew. That should do it G.I.R. We won't have to worry about that wretched Earth sun any longer!
G.I.R.: [points at Zim's back] How come you're all red?
Zim: Huh? [Tries to twist around to look at himself and sees that his back is all red – sunburned.] What is this madness?? What has that horrible sun done to me?? [G.I.R. pokes him in the back and he howls with pain, then jumps down from the roof. G.I.R. follows.]
G.I.R.: Did that hurt? I'll do it again!!
Zim: No!! That's quite all right, G.I.R. [He ducks inside the house and rushes down to the lab.] Computer! I need a read out on my skin cells. [A glass tube drops down over him and flashes a dim red. The tube is sucked up quickly]
Computer: Skin cells have been burned by Earth's yellow sun.
Zim: BURNED!? This can't be! Computer, is there any way to heal it?? [Cut to Zim sitting, rigid on the couch in the living room. G.I.R. is applying a pale green ointment to Zim's back. Zim is gritting his teeth, wincing with pain. "Hurt So Good" is playing in the background.] There has got to be another way…
[Cut to a wide view of the outside of Zim's house. The sun is now starting to set. The kids are gathering in the streets, happy as ever, shouting about an 'End-of-Skool-Year Pool-Party'. "You May Be Right" is playing in the background. The news of the party is now reaching Dib & Gaz's house. Cut to interior their living room.]
Prof. Membrane: [coming into the room with a sandwich] Kids, there's quite a ruckus outside. What's going on?
Gaz: [dressed in a black bathing suit, a dark purple jacket over it, still playing her GS2] Pool Party. We'd be going, if [calling towards the stairs] Dib wasn't taking so long to get ready!
Dib: [slides down the stairs, dressed in black swim shorts and a blue t- shirt with the gray smiley-face] Ok, ok! I'm here. [Looks up at Prof.] We'll see you later, Dad.
Prof. Membrane: Well, I'm glad to see you're taking an interest in social- interaction. Have fun then!
Gaz: Yeah right. Let's go, Dib. [They leave, Gaz still playing her GS2]
[Cut back to Zim's house. Zim is at the window, watching the kids marching down the street.]
Zim: What is this? The Earthanoids are gathering, G.I.R.! Perhaps it would be wise to investigate.
G.I.R.: [dropping down next to Zim in his dog costume] PARTY!! Yahoo!! Here! [Holds up a pair of black swim shorts] You'll need these!
Zim: [takes the shorts uneasily] What do you know that you're not telling me?
G.I.R.: You'll see. Hurry! We don't wanna miss it! [Cut to Zim (now in the swim shorts and magenta T-Shirt) and G.I.R. following the kids down the street. They reach the community pool and it seems to be in better condition than anything else in the town. It's overrun with kids.]
Zim: It appears to be some sort of festival, G.I.R. What do you suppose it means? [Glancing around at the kids] They're all acting like monkeys!
G.I.R.: I like monkeys! [Zim growls]
Dib: [coming up behind Zim] Well, I didn't expect to see you here, Zim. I wouldn't think you'd want to be near this much water. [At the word 'water', Zim's eyes widen and he sees the pool for the first time.] I hope you came prepared. They don't call it a pool party for nothing. Ha ha ha ha! [Dib walks off, grinning.]
Zim: [in a hushed voice] G.I.R.! What am I going to do??
G.I.R.: I brought glue! [His head opens for a second and a glue bottle pops out]
Zim: Of course! Good work, G.I.R. [taking the glue bottle, he dashes off- screen]
G.I.R.: Oh…my glue…[sniffs the air] I smell…Hot Dogs!! [He runs off excitedly towards a spot where kids are working a grill] Hot Dogs!! [He knocks the kids over, climbs onto the grill, and begins to eat. Then he realizes his costume is on fire and runs, laughing crazily, into the pool, where the fire is extinguished quickly. G.I.R. remains in the pool, splashing happily.]
Zim: [Emerges from the Boys' Room, looking very pleased with himself. He takes a deep breath.] I think I'm ready now. [He struts to the edge of the pool. He glances over to make sure Dib is watching and does a cannonball into the water. He resurfaces and sticks his tongue out at Dib, who is boiling mad.]
Dib: How did he do that, Gaz?? Huh?? Huh?? How??
Gaz: I dunno. Leave me alone.
Dib: Well, whatever he's doing, it can't last forever. [He marches off to the pool determinedly]
Gaz: Boys…