(ESTABLISHING SHOT: The Middleton Jail)

(Cut to the interior. MONKEY FIST sits in a cell, meditating. A GUARD approaches with a plate of food)

GUARD: Yo, Monty Fiske, meal time.

MONKEY FIST: Monkey Fist. I am now Monkey Fist.

GUARD: Whatever. I gots your meal for you.

MONKEY FIST: Just slide it through the hatch.

(The GUARD slides the meal through the meal hatch. MONKEY FIST takes a few bites and puts the plate aside)

GUARD: You know, I've seen a lot of weirdoes that get booked to stay here, but you, by far, are the weirdest.

MONKEY FIST: (Casually) Is that so?

GUARD: Yeah. You turn yourself into a monkey, that's pretty weird, pal. Yeah, that's enough to earn you the number one spot for all the basket cases I've seen.

MONKEY FIST: Well, have you ever had anyone escape on your watch?

GUARD: Never, pal.

MONKEY FIST: Well, there's a first time for everything.

(MONKEY FIST snaps his fingers. Two MONKEY NINJAS descend from the ceiling and grab the guard. A third MONKEY NINJA leaps through the door and grabs the keys from the GUARD. The MONKEY NINJA unlocks MONKEY FISTS's cell door. MONKEY FIST leaps out, grabs the GUARD and throws him into the cell, slamming the door shut when he is in)

MONKEY FIST: I'm probably the smartest basket case you've had, too.

(MONKEY FIST and the MONKEY NINJAS leap away)

(Cut to Middleton High School. KIM stands near a school bus with RON)

RON: See you, KP.

KIM: See you, Ron. I'll page you if Wade picks up anything.

RON: And I'll give you a call if he doesn't.

KIM: Only if it's really important. I want a little time to actually practice cheerleading.

RON: Fine. Only if it's important.

KIM: Good. See you later, Ron.

RON: Bye, KP.

(KIM gets on the school bus. It pulls away. JILL approaches)

JILL: Said good-bye?

RON: Yeah.

JILL: Oh, don't look so distraught, it's only a few weeks.

RON: I know.

JILL: Come on, we'll be late for practice.

(Cut to the Middleton High Hockey Rink. All of the girl hockey players are on the ice, practicing. The coach [COACH NANCY] approaches them)

COACH: Okay, team, listen up. Things are going to be a little different this year. We will not have to waste time recording our scores.

HOCKEY PLAYERS: Alright! Yeah! Cool.

COACH: We have a manager this year. Say hello to Ron Stoppable.

(RON walks out onto the ice)

RON: Hey, laaaaa-

(RON slips and elaborately tries to keep himself from falling, and is successful)

RON: Ladies.

COACH: Ron will be responsible for keeping track of everything that happens during the game. Also for keeping track of all the equipment and making sure our final stats are all in order.

RON: That's right, ladies. I have everything under control. Nothing can go wrong with Ron Stoppable at the helm.

(RON starts to walk away and slips on the ice. He falls. JILL slaps her hand on her forehead)