Here's what I got for you, two words, Uncle Mike's...I'm gonna need more words, Uncle Mike's motorcycle repair shop.
Your Uncle Mike?
Just thought I mentioned it. You can think about it tomorrow on the bus. I'll just be leaving you a business card.
Lucky Leo's bail bonds and prosthetics. One way or another, we get you on your feet.
Sorry, wrong uncle.
Thursday's examination will include everything up till the Franch Revolution.
Er, excuse me. Er, will we have to know who won?
Yes, you will need to know who won and by how much.
Eric, I don't think this's gonna work.
Oh, come on, it's a great idea, we just gotta catch him in a good mood, you know?
This isn't an F, it's an F plus, your work is deplorable, your penmanship is illegible, but after all your mother is my sister, so there we are. I'll see you at Thanksgiving.
Come on, let's go.
Uh, excuse me, Mr. Feeny, can we just talk to you for a second?
If you must.
Well, Jason and I were thinking we're both C plus students.
I'm aware.
We seem to be stuck on that C plus, and we just can't get off it.
The word is mired.
uh-huh, all right, what about on our next test or two if you give us,say Bs. You know what's gonna happen?
Tell me.
For the first time, we'll know how exciting it is to get a B, we would be hooked, we would do anything we could to get another one of those Bs. We would be inspired to study and learn from that day forward.
Ah-ha, then why don’t we give elephants pants? Perhaps then they'll be inspired by coats.
Hahaha...let's go.
Gentlemen, I have a radical idea of my own. Let's say for the next test or two, you'll both study very very hard and your better grades will then be deserved.
But see, Mr Feeny, if we don't get a B, we can’t go to Europe.
Are you serious about raising your grades?
Yeah.
Because, if you are, I might recommend a senior teaching assistant.
You mean like a tutor?
uh-huh!