"The Fieldtrip"
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Sydney: | Hands down the smartest kid around; affectionately called The Brain. |
Bird: | Sees the world the way maybe it ought to be seen. |
Alex: | Been everywhere and done everything. |
Brett: | A bit high-strung and something of a hypochondriac. |
Sasha: | From a far-off land. |
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...and please be sure to keep with your tour group at all times... |
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Are you sure this was the right way to go? I think we’re lost. I don’t see anyone. |
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I see someone! |
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Who? |
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Him! |
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He doesn’t count as a "someone." He’s dead. It’s an Egyptian mummy. |
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In my country, we wrap our dead in silk and wax. |
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Ew! What a waste of fine silk! |
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Dead?!? You see dead people? |
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I see dead people! |
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And he’s not a him, anyway. He’s a she...I mean...It’s the Princess Ankhananka, if I remember my hieroglyphics correctly... |
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A princess?? I think I’m in love... |
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This has to be the right way to go! I always know where I’m going. The lady at the information counter said to take a right, then a left, then another right and we’d find the room with all the dinosaurs in it. |
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I thought she said left, right, left. |
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Really? |
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Oh, god, we’re lost! Lost! |
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We are not lost. Alex Van Chrysler does not get lost. |
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We’re lost, and I’m never going to see my mom again. What if my asthma acts up? Who’s going to take me to the hospital? None of you can drive yet! |
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Brett, you don’t have asthma. |
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I could start! Oh, I wish I had never left my lunch on the bus. And I had a meat loaf sandwich in my lunch today, too! |
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I have an idea. Why don’t we split up? Alex can take one crew right left right, and Sydney can go left right left. |
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I think Mrs. Stivers would want us to stay together. |
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Well, I think it’s a great idea. Who’s going to go with whom? |
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I will go with you, Alex. |
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I’ll go with the Brain! |
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Brett? Which group do you want to go with? |
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I don’t know...Sydney’s really really smart, but Alex seems pretty sure which way to go... |
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Well? |
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Don’t rush me! This is an important decision. If I go with the wrong person, we could get lost in this vast museum, and never be heard from again! We’re going to starve to death. Then someday, they’ll find our bones in an out of the way room, picked clean by Museum Mice, and add them to the prehistoric man exhibit! |
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There are no such things as museum mice. |
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There could be...you never know... |
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Oh, for heaven’s sake --choose! |
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I’m trying, I’m trying! Wait...what do you have in your pockets? |
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Our pockets? |
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I have my passport, three Petruskian rubles, a picture of my family, and kreplec. |
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Kreplec?? What’s that. |
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Traditional breakfast paste from my homeland. Made of soybeans, peanut butter, goat’s milk and cinnamon. |
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I have my PDA, an energy bar, Capri Sun, my compass, my house key, and gum. |
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I have a my favorite jellybean, a box of raisins, some Yu-Gi-Oh foil cards, and an extra shoelace. |
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Alex, what do you have? |
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The two most important tools for survival. |
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A credit card and a pager?? |
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It’s not just a credit card. It’s the Versa Titanium Card. |
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Okay, I’ll go with Bird and the Brain. At least with them I know I won’t starve. |
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Kreplec is highly nutritious and gives you energy for hours. Would you like to try some? |
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Okay, let’s go. You head your way, and we’ll go the right way. |
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Are you sure that you want to split up? I don’t think it’s the most prudent idea... |
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Is Prudence here? |
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No, she had the flu and couldn’t come on the field trip. Why? |
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Come on, Sasha. We’re off to find Mrs. Stivers and the rest of the class! |
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I am right behind, my captain. |
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(LOUD WHISPER) |
What was that? |
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(IMITATING BIRD'S LOUD WHISPER) |
I don’t know. |
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Perhaps the Egyptian moomies are restless. |
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(LOOKING BACK AT THE SARCOPHAGUS) |
Do...do you think so? |
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Nah...it’s not the mummies. Just the door to this room. It swung closed and locked us in, izzall. |
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Locked in?!? |
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Are you sure? |
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Of course I'm sure! |
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It won't budge. |
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It is really stook. |
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We're trapped, and now they'll never find us! We're doomed! |
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Attention patrons: The Museum will be closing in half an hour. |
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This is problematic. |
(NOTICING BIRD HOLDING THE CARD OVERHEAD) |
What are you doing? |
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I'm using this foil card as a reflective signal. I'm surprised you didn't think of it. |
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There's no sun in here! |
ALEX |
Does anyone have any paper? We can write a note and slip it under the door. |
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We can write it on my ruble. |
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Does anyone have a pen? |
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Help! We're trapped in here and we're going to be eaten by ferocious Museum Mice!!! |
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Are they really ferocious? |
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Oh, please. |
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(TO BIRD) |
What're you doing now? |
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Cat's cradle. |
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How is that going to help get us out? |
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It's not, but I was getting bored. |
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…walls…closing in… |
(STARTS TO BREATHE IN SHORT BREATHS) |
I’m...getting...asthma... |
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Oh, for Pete’s sake you are not. |
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Brett’s hyperventilating. Does anyone have a paper bag? |
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I just have the baggy that holds my kreplec. |
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Hand it over. |
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...smells...weird... |
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Just breathe into it! |
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It’s beginning to smell kinda good now. |
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He can’t get enough of it! |
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Gimme some of that. I just realized I’m hungry, too. |
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It’s so good! |
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I feel good! |
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In my country we have phrase. "Stolinyavna." |
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What does that mean? |
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"I told you so." |
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I feel really strong. |
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We did it! |
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We’re free! |
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I see Mrs. Stivers and the class down the hall. |
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Darn. I was kinda hoping I’d see some Museum Mice. |