Fat Albert Page #2

This neighborhood looks kind of familiar.

- Ooh! Cody, can I ask you a question?

- Sure.

- Do you see anyone?

- I see you.

Anyone else?

I see a bunch of

bizarre-looking freaks.

- Thanks.

- No problem, Doris. See you around.

Okay. Other people

can see you too. That's good.

I think.

Okay, bye!

She doesn't mean

anything to me.

You're the only woman

who means anything to me.

You're the only woman

that matters.

Hold on a second, Ma.

Can I help you guys?

Uh, what are you talking into?

- A phone.

- It-- It doesn't have any wires.

You guys yankin' my chain?

- I didn't even know you had a chain.

- Me too. Yeah.

- Hey,Jer.

- Hi, Doris.

Do you know these guys?

Yeah. I met them today.

Okay. Enjoy them.

Hey, Ma.

No, a bunch of wackos.

- Yeah.

- Look...

maybe it's not such a good idea

for you guys to hang with me.

So I'll see you tomorrow, 2:30.

Where will we go?

What will we do?

Why don't you

bu-bu-bu-- bike us?

Mushmouth wants to know

why you don't like us.

All right, all right.

You can come with me.

Look, just don't tell anyone

who you guys are.

Everybody already thinks

I'm weird.

- I know what you mean.

- Well, at least you have friends.

I knew it!

You do have a problem.

- Now all we gotta do is get you some friends.

- No. No. Absolutely not.

You know who you're talkin' to?

Fat Albert talk,

people--people listen.

Hey, look. Nobody is talking to anyone,

or you're not going anywhere.

Now, come on. This is my last class,

and I don't want to be late.

I talked it over with my boys,

and we want a buck-buck rematch.

- Uh, you do?

- Yeah.

We're gonna be the buck-buck

champions of the world.

- You can't be.

- Why not?

Fat Albert and the guys

aren't here right now.

You mean you're here

by yourself?

- You know what that means, don't you?

- No.

It means that me and my boys

are gonna take over the junkyard!

You can't do that!

This is Fat Albert's junkyard!

Oh, yeah? Well, I don't see

Fat Albert anywhere.

Help! Help!

Good afternoon, class.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Forchick.

Since there's a three-day

weekend coming-- Oh, yes, Doris.

Um, I have some...

visitors here with me.

And I didn't think you'd mind

if they audited the class.

All right, kids.

Come on. Find a seat.

Hello. How you doin'?

Hello.

Nice clothes.

Name's Darren.

- What's that on your head?

- It's my hat.

- Why don't you take it off?

- I have no face.

- Right.

- Answer questions one, four, seven and nine.

- What's with that guy? - I ba do badoby,

but myba nameba iba M-Mushmouth.

And you?

And now why don't we begin by having

your friends introduce themselves?

Oh, all right.

Well, I'm Fat Albert.

- Doris says you're visiting.

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