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| Open on Casper High. | |
| Tucker | If elected, I promise to…Can I scan your vote? Digitize your yes for Tucker? (sighs) How can I run a campaign for student council president when nobody's listening to me? |
| Danny | What was that? Did you say something? |
| Tucker | Agh. |
| Sam | You're just going about this the wrong way Tucker. |
| Danny | Yeah your campaign is all about victory through technology and the triumph of machine over man. It's kinda creepy. |
| Sam | So we changed your lame official campaign platform. |
| Tucker | Grafitti art classes? Rage against the PTA meetings? Mini skirt Fridays? Okay. That's good. |
| Danny | Yeah. That was mine. |
| Tucker | But it's not what I told you to write. I wanna have my voice heard, not yours. |
| Danny | Okay. Okay. Your voice coming up. |
| Tucker | Thank you. Hi I'm Tucker. And what's it take to get listened to around here?! |
| Dash | Hey everybody. Gather round or the football team will pound ya. The theme of my campaign is who cares what Foley has to say. |
| Tucker | Danny, listen. |
| Danny | Not now. I'm busy writing in your voice. Would Tucker say it like that? |
| Tucker | But-- |
| Sam | A little more nerd and a little less suave. |
| Danny | I'm going gho-- |
| Sam | Wow. I never saw that coming. |
| Tucker | I did. |
| Danny | Well geez Tuck, why didn't you say something? |
| Theme song. | |
| Mr. Lancer | The treasures of the Pharoh Duul Aman which you see before you date back over four thousand years. |
| Tucker | Duul Aman? As in man is this dull? |
| Dash | Hey. Is that Duul Aman? As in man is this dull? |
| Danny | The way I see it, Tucker has to take the jock vote away from Dash. |
| Sam | Right. While not alienating his social misfit slash geek base. |
| Tucker | Here's an idea. How about you let me make my own decisions and listen to me when I talk to you? Oh come on. At least look at me. |
| Danny | We are. |
| Lancer | Behold. King Duul Aman. |
| Tucker | Now that is one snappy looking dude. |
| Danny | Wow. Tucker. You look like a king. |
| Lancer | The King's scarab scepter. The secrets of its dark magic are lost to the ages. The mummified remains of the pharoh's minion Hotep Ra. Ancient legend holds that he will hold when the pharoh's image reflects anew in his sacred mirror. |
| Kwan | Hey. Why don't you look in the mirror Foley. Either you'll get a minion, or another zit on your forehead. |
| Tucker | What zit? I don't see a--A mummy ghost? |
| Hotep Ra | I am risen! |
| Danny | And you're going down. Sam? |
| Sam | Danny? |
| Danny | Time for this mummy to cry uncle. |
| Tucker | Leave him alone. |
| Hotep Ra | Who dares order Hotep Ra to--(gasps) Your humble servant hears and obeys oh great one. Your dynasty begins a new o great one. |
| Tucker | I will have a minion who will hear and obey. Dude you toasted my minion. |
| Danny | Trust me. It's for your own good. |
| Sam | Guys. I like a good coffin as much as the next goth, but the novelty is wearing thin. |
| Tucker | (gasps) You can't spell Foley without F? Who came up with that? |
| Sam | Danny and me. |
| Danny | Yeah. (chuckles) It's your new election campaign. You like it? |
| Tucker | No! It's not the slogan I told you I wanted. |
| Sam | But it appeals to the idiot fringe. Do you want the jock vote or not? |
| Tucker | What I want is for you to listen to me. Can you do that? |
| Danny | Take it easy, Tuck. We're just trying to help. |
| Tucker | Great. Why don't you start by taking down those stupid posters. |
| Sam | Okay. Okay. Relax. |
| Tucker | You're late. |
| Hotep Ra | And I am sorry. But I told you they wouldn't listen to you my liege. |
| Tucker | Looks like you were right. They don't seem to get the listening concept. Grape me. |
| Hotep Ra | I assure you, you will have no such problem with me. My loyalty knows no bounds. |
| Tucker | Duly noted. Carry me. |
| Danny | There. They're down. Happy now your highness? Tucker? |
| Tucker | Better let me down here Ra. We don't want anyone to see you. See? I ask for something and it happens. Is that so hard? |
| Hotep Ra | Not for me my liege. But why hide it? What have you to fear? You are royalty. |
| Tucker | I am? |
| Hotep Ra | Yes. And with my help. All of this shall be your domain. This poorly funded educational center. Hazah! |
| Tucker | I'm not going to get to be master of this domain with those jerks covering my posters. |
| Hotep Ra | Shall I smite them for you? |
| Tucker | Maybe not smite. Locusts. Now that's old school. You're pretty mean with a plague. You know, a guy could get used to having a minion. |
| Hotep Ra | Do not get too used to it, my king. For very soon, you and everyone else will be my minions. |
| Tucker | What up, Ra? |
| Hotep Ra | Your rise to sovereignty. I bear a gift to help you achieve it. |
| Tucker | The scarab scepter? But that belongs to King Duul Aman. |
| Hotep Ra | To whom I humbly present it. Use it in good health, my Pharaoh. |
| Sam | Tucker. There you are. |
| Danny | We got your talking points for the debate. |
| Tucker | Keep them. I no longer require your meddling advice. |
| Sam | Hey, that's the scepter from the museum. How'd you get it? |
| Tucker | Why should I explain to you how I acquired what is rightfully mine? |
| Danny | Yours? Tucker, I-I don't like this. You have to listen to me. |
| Tucker | As you listened to me? Or you? |
| Danny | Tucker. |
| Tucker | Did you hear me? The scepter is mine. Now stand aside or face my wrath. |
| Mr. Lancer | First up with opening statements is Tucker Foley. |
| Tucker | Thank you mortal fool. At the museum the other day we saw a glimpse of the past. But now I wish to talk about the future. Hey I'm talking here. Listen. |
| Hotep Ra | Yes. Let the scepter take you. |
| Tucker | I. Said. Silence! |
| Mr. Lancer | Antony and Cleopatra! |
| Tucker | I'm tired of not being listened to. Of not being respected. |
| Sam | Um, I think that's your cue. |
| Danny | Give me that scepter now. |
| Tucker | No. It's mine. Let go. |
| Danny | Tucker. |
| Tucker | You're still not listening to me. |
| Danny | Tucker? Sam? |
| Tucker | And let that serve as a warning. To all of you. |
| Crowd | All hail pharaoh. |
| Tucker | From now on this is my world. And my word is law. I guess you'll listen to me now. |
| Sam | [walks up the steps to Tucker] Tucker, please, this is wrong. But the clothes are pretty rad. |
| Tucker | [points his sceptre at Sam] Stand down, Samantha. |
| Sam | [shocked] Samantha? [angrily points wags a finger at Tucker] Nobody calls me that! [two guards block her way] Except, you. |
| Hotep Ra | Guards. Put these drones to work on the Sphinx. Once finished, it will herald the dawning of your new dynasty. |
| Tucker | This pleases me. |
| Hotep Ra | Ah. Then you'll love what else we have for you. Even as we speak, two warriors battle for the honor of being presented before you. |
| Danny | I'll have to remember this if I ever do a report on the history of road rage. |
| Mr. Lancer | Myth of Sisyphus. |
| Dash | Doing manual labor for a geek we used to make fun of. This isn't supposed to happen until we're like, 30. |
| Kwan | Dude I don't think we'll even make it to thirty. We're doomed! |
| Sam | Trust me, I can tell you from experience we're nowhere near doomed. We just have to bide our time until we can figure a way out of this. |
| Tucker | Henceforth, all in the realm shall eat nothing but meat. And all citizens must wear red berets, including you hand maidens. |
| Star | He's clearly under a spell. |
| Paulina | I don't care if he's under some spell. He dies for this. Have you even heard of nail clippers? |
| Anubis | Any other edicts my king? |
| Tucker | Yes. Mini skirt Fridays. It's a good idea and its time has come. |
| Anubis | What shall I do about these ridiculous laws? |
| Hotep Ra | Oh implement them. Let the child have his moment of glory. Once the Sphinx is completed and I have the scepter, this realm shall be mine. It's almost finished my Pharaoh. A true monument to your glory. And behold. This masked champion has returned from the field of honor. Having vanquished the ghost boy in battle. |
| Sam | What? Ghost boy? Where is he? What did you do to him? |
| Close-up on Sam's yelling face. | |
| Sam | Let me go! Tucker! Tell them to let me go! |
| Tucker | Woman. You. Will. Be. Silent! |
| Sam | No you di-- (Tucker covers her mouth with bandages.) |
| Tucker | Congratulations warrior, on defeating your ghostly opponent. How did you accomplish that? |
| Danny | I just had the advantage of surprise. Like I do now! |
| Tucker | Where am I? What have I done? And why is everyone wearing a red beret except you? |
| Danny | Long story, and it's not over yet. |
| Hotep Ra | He has the scepter. Seize him! |
| Mr. Lancer | I've done it. Victory is mine! |
| Danny | Oh great. That thing's as hard headed as Tucker was. |
| Hotep Ra | Don't let him get away. |
| Tucker | Danny! Help! |
| Hotep Ra | I guess I'll have to take care of the Pharaoh myself. |
| Tucker | Somebody help me! |
| Hotep Ra laughs as he flies away, but untangles. | |
| Tucker | Ha! |
| Hotep Ra | I am risen! |
| Tucker | Do you say that every time you wake up? |
| Hotep Ra | Sphinx. Finish this. |
| Danny | Uh oh. |
| Paulina | Ghost boy. Do something ghost boy. |
| Danny | I can't. Too powerful. |
| Sam | Okay. Now were doomed. |
| Danny | We do have one shot at this. Tucker, right? You've got to talk to that thing. Command it to stop. |
| Tucker | Me? Are you nuts? The scepter controls it. |
| Danny | Maybe. Or maybe it's loyal to the king and for now, that's you. It might listen to you. |
| Tucker | Somebody should have. |
| Danny | I know. And I'm sorry. |
| Tucker | Well, here goes nothing. Uh, heel? |
| Hotep Ra | What? No! Sphinx, destroy him! |
| Tucker | Hello? King talking here. Be still my Sphinx. Lay down. |
| Hotep Ra | How is this possible? I control the scepter. |
| Danny | Not anymore dusty. |
| Hotep Ra | Shall, I, uh, grape you my liege? O-or smite thy foes? |
| Tucker | Nah. I've got a better idea. Sphinxy, sic him. |
| Hotep Ra screams as he runs from the Sphinx, who destroys everything in its path. | |
| Danny | Well now I know why they call these things ruins. |
| Sam | Nice work Tucker. |
| Tucker | Thanks woman. Aw come on. Kidding. |
| Danny | I gotta admit, it was pretty cool the way you got that Sphinx to listen to you without the scepter. |
| Tucker | Yeah, but I'm much more commanding with the scepter. |
| Danny | Tucker no! |
| Tucker | Which is why I say we all go back to the school debate. And nobody remembers this except me, Danny and Sam. |
| Danny | Nice one. I'll take this one. |
| Mr. Lancer | Mr. Fenton, Ms. Manson. Back to your seats. This is not a group debate. |
| Danny | Give it to 'em Tuck. I gotta get this scepter back to the museum. |
| Tucker | Relax, it won't be long. Friends, classmates, and miscellaneous band geeks who I never associate with. I'm conceding the election to Dash. Somehow, being in charge just doesn’t appeal to me much anymore. |
| Mr. Lancer | Well, I guess that's it then. Mr. Baxter you win by default. Huzzah! |
| Dash | Yes! As my first law I would like to propose nerd wailing Fridays. |
| Tucker | Couldn't he have said mini skirt instead? How hard is that? |
| Danny | Tucker thanks for bailing us out. The Sphinx was a way better listener than Sam and I have been lately. |
| Sam | We'll do a better job from now on. |
| Tucker | You know you really should. Like Danny said, I'm a guy worth listening to. I'm handsome, I'm smart, and I have a kickin' hat. And my ideas for using technology as a campaign theme was top notch. I mean look at this stuff. It was handmade in Japan. |
| Paulina and Star | Did you said handmaiden? |
| Star | Why does that make me want to beat him up? Did you just call us handmaidens? |
| Paulina | And why do I feel like I know what your feet smell like? |
| Tucker | Stupid scepter. I specifically asked for a total mind wipe. Why doesn't anyone listen? Hey guys. Wait up! |
| Paulina and Star scream and chase after Tucker. | |
| End of episode. |