Firebreather

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Duncan:
It was the last day

of the war between humans and

the giant monsters... Kaiju.

[Snarling]

Duncan:
But to me, it's

more than just history.

It's family history.

That's my mom.

They say her bravery saved the

city that day, saved everything.

This is also the day

my mom met my dad.

Belloc:
[Growls quietly]

Duncan:
Oh, yeah...

That's my dad.

[Birds cries]

[Birds chirping]

[Dog barking]

Maybe I should skip.

Nothing says freak

like coal for lunch.

Margaret:
You're not

a freak, Duncan.

Duncan:
Get real, mom.

I eat coal.

And my skin?

You can call it pumpkin.

You can call it tangerine or... Or burnt

Sienna, but let's face it... it's orange.

Margaret:
And "orange"

you just adorable?

Duncan:
Ugh.

Margaret:
Duncan, this is a

new school, not an execution.

Just try to socialize,

make some friends.

And... Duncan:
And stop

getting into fights.

But they're the

ones who start it!

Jerks are instinctively drawn to me,

like... Homing pigeons.

Margaret:
Duncan, you're a 16-year-old boy,

like every other guy in your class, and

every kid in that school

has problems of their own.

[Smooches]

So, if you can just get along

with people and keep your

temper, everything's

going to be just fine.

Duncan:
Message received.

Margaret:
And, Duncan...

Duncan:
I love you too, mom.

Margaret:
Actually, that

time, it was "rock on."

Duncan:
[Sighs]

[Door closes]

[Dog barking]

Unh!

[Car alarm blares]

Uh-oh.

[Breathing heavily]

Wh... [Tires screech]

[Rock music playing]

Whoo! Whoo!

Yeah, Jenna!

What's going on?

[Laughing] Yeah, looking good.

Troy:
Check out the new kid.

[Chuckles]

[Tires screech]

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought there was some bird

crap on my rear view mirror, but

now I can see it was

just your face.

[Laughter]

Duncan:
Yeah.

That's a good one.

Whoo!

[Tires screech]

[Indistinct conversations]

This is going to be the

best homecoming ever.

Bye, Jenna. See you later.

Jenna:
Ugh!

Duncan:
Hey!

[Growls]

You're so... Jenna: [Gasps]

Duncan:
So... Hot.

Jenna:
Hmm?

Duncan:
I, uh... the coffee.

[Chuckles nervously]

I meant this coffee is...

is so hot.

Jenna:
Oh, I'm so sorry!

I ask them to brew my caf con

leche at 150 degrees so it's

still hot when I get here.

Diva, right?

Uh, how did it not burn you?

Duncan:
No, no, it

feels good, actually.

I was freezing.

I don't know why they always have to

blast the AC. In these schools, anyway.

Jenna:
It must be

80 degrees in here.

Oh, whatever.

I'm on the student council, so

I'll see what I can do about

getting the heat turned on.

Duncan:
[Chuckles]

I wouldn't have pegged you for

the student council type.

Jenna:
Student council, chairwoman of the

homecoming committee... I'm that girl.

By the way, it's Jenna.

Duncan:
Ugh!

Troy:
Oops.

[Imitates slicing]

Duncan:
[Growls]

Troy:
[Laughs]

[Sighs]

I'd like to ask the whole class

to give a warm welcome to

Duncan Xerxes Absalom Belphegor Gressil

Pythius Wu Fan... Duncan: Uh, yeah, just

"Duncan" is fine, Ms. Dreakford.

Oh, all right.

Take a seat, Duncan.

Isabel:
Hey, Duncan,

sit here with Kenny.

He doesn't have a lab partner.

Ken:
Uh, thanks, Isabel.

Duncan:
Hi. Duncan.

Ken:
Ken Rogers.

Duncan:
Kenny Rogers, huh?

Do you know when to hold 'em,

know when to fold 'em?

Ken:
No, not even a little.

Like reptiles and insects,

amphibians are ectotherms and

cannot internally regulate their

body temperature... what we used

to call "cold-blooded."

Isabel:
Why did we stop?

Did the amphibians object to

being labeled "cold-blooded"?

[Laughter]

Jenna:
No, Mrs. Dreakford, this

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