Original subtitles

(bell rings)

? When I wake up in the morning and the alarm gives out a warning ?

? I don't think I'll ever make it on time ?

? By the time I grab my books and I give myself a look ?

? I'm at the corner just in time to see the bus fly by ?

? It's all right ?

? 'Cause I'm saved by the bell ?

? If the teacher pops a test I know I'm in a mess ?

? And my dog ate all my homework last night ?

? Ridin' low on my chair, she won't know that I'm there ?

? If I can hand it in tomorrow it will be all right ?

? It's all right ?

? 'Cause I'm saved by the bell... ?

? It's all right, 'cause I'm saved by the-- ?

? It's all right, 'cause I'm saved by the-- ?

? It's all right, 'cause I'm saved by the bell ?

Welcome to the school store.

Also known as "Nerds 'R' Us."

Poor Kelly, she works here.

Herbert, Ronald, they're here!

Hey, what are those? Fluorescent pocket protectors?

- Exactly. - They are?

Why do we need pocket protectors that glow in the dark?

To wear with our pajamas, of course.

Isn't that just the slightest bit dorky?

Hey, don't judge us! Don't you dare judge us!

Guys, do you really think

we're going to sell any of those... things?

Employee vote. Who wants to send them back?

Me.

- Who wants to keep them? - All: Us!

You lose. Go dust something.

- Kelly, why don't you just quit? - I can't. I need the money.

Let me tell you, you won't have this job long.

These guys couldn't sell a mouse to a starving cat.

Hey, guys. We're going to The Max. You guys want to come?

I get off in five minutes.

We'll wait. Maybe we'll find something to buy.

- Or maybe we won't. - Wow, look at this.

Does this puzzle really have a million pieces?

No. I think your head's short a few pieces.

Hey, Slater, look at this autographed picture of Mr. Rogers.

(siren blares)

That is not for sale!

- Feet apart and spread 'em. - Hey, I wasn't shoplifting.

Oh? And what do you call these?

Muscles.

I got them by bench-pressing nerds.

Kelly, look what they have turned this place into.

No wonder nobody comes in here anymore.

There's nothing in here any normal person would want to buy.

Hey, how much is this?

All right, somebody has got to convince Belding

to put this place under new management,

or you're gonna be out of a job.

Yeah, somebody who's clever enough.

Somebody who can wrap Belding around his little finger.

Well, I guess we all know who that person is.

Okay, I'll do it.

(laughs)

Put you in charge of the school store?

Why don't you just have me bumped off?

At least that would be quicker.

That's ridiculous, sir.

I could never afford a hit man on my allowance.

Zack, the school store is in good hands.

Sir, they're selling refrigerator magnets

made out of used retainers.

I'm sure you're exaggerating.

Their best seller is flesh-colored Band-Aids for nerds --

extra pale.

Morris, I can't just fire them

because you don't like what they're selling.

Oh, really?

Here are last month's sales figures.

This paper's blank.

Wow, sir. Nothing gets by you.

You know you've proven that people over 40

still belong in a workplace?

Mr. Belding, you've got to fire them.

- I don't know, Zack. - Give me a week to run the store

and I guarantee you a big profit.

And the school board will be very happy for you.

All right, Zack. One week.

But we can't be cruel about this,

so please ask Herbert, Ronald and Norman to come to my office.

Of course, sir.

Will the three dweebs who used to run the school store

please report to the principal's office?

Give me that.

All right. Screech, throw the switch!

Wow, this place looks great!

You did it, Zack. Thanks!

Okay, this is it. We're ready to do some business.

Screech, open the doors.

Ahh! Nerd alert! Nerd alert!

This will always be our store.

We're not leaving!

Screech, call security.

Security!

Uh-oh, guys. It's the big one.

It's three against one, Slater.

- Boo! - Aah!

We'll get you back for this, cheerleader.

Next time you say, "Stand up, sit down, fight-fight-fight,"

we're just going to sit there and do nothing.

(growling)

Okay, guys, let's make some money.

Don't we need customers for that?

Hey, no one wants to come in here anymore.

Yeah, you're right. What we need is a gimmick.

Hey guys, we need to get to swim team practice.

Hey, Jessie, if you wore your bathing suit here in the store,

believe me, you'd attract attention.

Why don't you pack yourself in ice?

That's cool.

I gotta go, too. Photo club.

- Bingo! - Oh, no. That's Saturday night.

Screech, go get your camera.

We're gonna take pictures of the girls in the pool.

What if I get caught?

Trust me, they'll never know you were there.

Screech, did you get the pictures?

Yeah, I got 'em. What are they for, anyway?

Screech, the "Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue"

is the biggest seller of the year. You know what that means?

Yeah.

But just tell me so I can make sure you know.

Yeah.

The school store will be the only place

where you can get your very own...

"Girls of Bayside" calendar.

While they're buying that, they'll buy other things. Get it?

Zack, let me say it's an honor working with a slimeball like you.

Thank you.

"Girls of Bayside" calendars! Get 'em while they're hot!

Hey, watch it. They're here.

Zack, this is great.

Yeah, but why are all the customers guys?

- Does it really matter? - All that matters is they're here.

That is a very good attitude, Jessie.

Slater: All right, five bucks.

(screaming)

Wow, Jessie, that is a great picture of you.

Yeah, very flattering.

(screaming)

- You didn't have the right! - You didn't ask permission!

You didn't get my good side!

Girls, try to understand. I had to promote the calendars.

Oh, the calendars.

Calendars?!

Thanks to you, it'll be July in my house all year long.

Hey, five bucks.

You can pay me later.

Lisa, you're October,

- I'm November? - Who's December?

Mr. Belding is December?

Ho, ho, ho.

There's only 11 girls on the swim team,

so we put Belding's head on one of the girl's bodies.

That is my body.

Ugh! I'm gonna dream about Belding tonight.

This was all your idea, wasn't it?

You want me in a bathing suit?

- You got me! - Wait a min--

Zack, you pull these calendars off the shelves right now.

No way.

All right. Then we're just going to get someone else to settle this.

- Who? - Mr. Belding.

Don't you mean Miss December?

Ladies, let's go.

Goodbye, Miss October.

Zack, it was a good idea to get business,

but you had no right to do this.

This calendar is exploitive and cheap.

Hey, it's not cheap. It's five bucks!

Zack, I want every one of these calendars

recalled and destroyed.

- But, sir... - (knocking)

- Come in. - Excuse me.

Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt.

I'm looking for the person responsible for this calendar.

Zack Morris. He's all yours.

Hi, I'm Adam Trask.

I'm a photographer with "Teen Fashion" magazine.

This is a great calendar.

It is?

Hey, he should know. He's a professional.

Hey, Mr. Trask, how're you doing?

How'd you find out about the calendar?

A friend of mine owns the print-shop

where the calendars were put together.

You all look familiar.

Well, Kelly, Lisa and Jessie are in here,

and you could've seen Zack's picture in any post office.

You look familiar to me, too.

Me? I don't know how.

I'm doing a photo spread on high school fashion,

and I think the "Girls of Bayside" would be perfect.

Excuse me, but the true beauty of a woman

cannot be captured with a camera.

Well, these photos will be seen all over the world.

Although they're doing incredible things with cameras these days.

See, I need to pick three, but I'm having a tough time deciding.

Mr. Trask, I could tell you who the best models are...

if I wanted to.

Sell those calendars, Zackie.

Miss October, Miss July and Miss November, right here.

Okay, you're hired.

I'm glad you didn't mention Miss December.

Now there's a dog without a tail. Woof!

Who was Miss December, anyway?

- Oh, it's not important, sir. No-- - Hey, she's kind of cute.

- Well, we gotta go. - See ya. Bye.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Morris!

Girls, let's make it happen.

Jessie, studious, yet fashionable.

All right, school's out!

Glasses off, hair down.

Yeah, wind. Give me wind, Rob.

Yeah, whoa. There it is.

Kelly, the All-American girl!

Yes, yes, be perky--

Okay, Lisa! Hip and happening!

Trendy, trendier,

trendiest!

Yeah, Lisa, you look--

you look really nice. That's great.

Yeah, that's good. Pretty smile. Good.

Kelly!

Yeah. Come on!

All right, Kelly, let's go!

Okay, Jessie!

Okay, everybody, move in now. Here we go.

All three! Yes, great!

I wonder if Adam's coming. He said he'd meet us before school.

I know, I can't wait to see which pictures he used.

Hey, look who we bumped into.

Whoa! Check out these hot-looking girls.

How do I look? I mean, we look?

See for yourself.

- Hey, these look pretty good. - Yeah!

Give me those negatives, mama!

Now, for the really good news.

You want me to pose for an underwear ad?

Uh, no.

My editor saw the photos,

and he wants one of you for the cover

of our special anniversary issue of "Teen Fashion."

- You're kidding! - Oh my God!

Okay, okay. No matter who it is, no one can get upset.

- Agreed? - Agreed.

Okay, the lucky girl is Kelly.

- Kelly? - With those hips?!

- What hips, shorty?! - (all shouting)

Okay, okay! Girls, girls, retract those claws.

(hisses)

Come on, you all agreed not to get upset.

- We lied. - We lied.

We're sorry.

Yeah, congratulations, Kelly.

I don't know what to say.

I've never expected anything like this.

It's a wonderful opportunity, Kelly. Congratulations.

Yeah, most of us are happy for you.

I haven't gotten to the best part, yet.

Our anniversary issue theme is "American Girls in Paris."

Paris?

Whoa! Paris, Texas -- the big time.

Paris, France. Who is this kid?

All: I don't know.

Anyway, Kelly, look over this itinerary,

and if it's okay with your folks, you're off to Paris for a month.

A month? Well, Zack, isn't this fantastic?

Yeah, fantastic.

Kelly, this will change your whole life.

You know, Jessie's right. If Kelly goes to Paris,

she'll forget about me forever.

I've got to find some way to make her stay.

Wow, look at this schedule!

The first week you're shooting at the Eiffel Tower,

then the Champs-Elys�es, then the Louvre,

and then a week on a yacht.

I can't believe it. All of a sudden I'm a model going to work in Paris.

The sights, the great food...

The cute guys in French jeans named Marc-Paul.

Wow, I have so much to do before I leave tomorrow.

Tomorrow?!

Look, I don't like what I'm about to do,

but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Kelly, you're leaving tomorrow?

Well, what about the swim meet on Friday?

I was so wrapped up in the trip I completely forgot.

So did we.

Jessie, what are we gonna do?

Without Kelly swimming anchor in the relay race,

we don't have a chance.

Well, don't worry, Kelly.

We'll just get Harriet Hippleman to take her place.

Harriet weights 200 pounds.

She can't swim anchor. She is an anchor.

Well, come on.

We've got to find somebody who swims as fast as Kelly.

I'm really sorry about this, guys.

Yeah.

So Slater, who are you going to do your science project with

now that Kelly's leaving?

- What? - Hey, Kelly,

you're not going to be here next week?

Oh, nice, Slater. Make her feel guilty for leaving.

It's not Kelly's fault that you're a dud in science.

- What are you talking about? - Are you really doing that poorly?

Hey, he's doing so bad he copies off of me.

Don't worry about it, Kelly. It's okay.

I'll find another partner.

Hey, Screech, come here. I need your help.

I have to cry in drama, so show me that great cry of yours.

Okay.

(cries)

- How's that, Zack? - Keep it up.

(crying)

- It's okay. It's okay. - (sobbing)

What's the matter with Screech?

Don't feel bad, Kelly,

but I just told him you're going to miss his birthday next week.

Gosh, I feel like I'm disappointing everybody.

Except you.

Not for long.

Zack, Kelly, I've got to hand it to you.

You two have really turned this place around.

We'd be doing even better, sir,

if you'd let us sell the calendars without December ripped out.

I just figured that my head on Jessie's body

was not the best way to say Merry Christmas.

I put together some assignments to keep you caught up

with your classes while you're gone. I hope you have a great trip.

- Thanks. - We're gonna miss her right, Zack?

Yeah. We'll get by. At least we have each other, sir.

Hurry back.

Hey, guys. How about lunch at The Max?

You know, a farewell lunch before you go.

Hey, that's a great idea, isn't it, Kel?

Well, I don't-- gee, I'd love to, but I can't.

- Well, sure you can. - No, I have to go home and pack,

and I've got that promotional shoot this afternoon.

- Oh, that's too bad. - Yeah.

In honor of your trip to France we were going to have some pizza.

Guys, I'm really sorry, but I've got to go.

Kelly, wait.

Look...

since you can't have lunch with us,

I'll just invite them to the photo shoot.

That's a great idea, Zack.

Tell them I'll see them there, okay?

- Too bad she couldn't come with us. - Why can't we go to the shoot?

That's what I just asked her. She said no way.

It's very unprofessional.

Okay! You're happy,

excited! Terrific!

Okay now be your own woman.

You're strong, you're independent. That's it.

All right, now get wild.

You're impulsive, you're daring.

You're unpredictable.

Oh. Hi, Zack.

I should have stopped at daring.

You two can visit while I reload.

- Thanks. - Save 'em.

Where is everybody?

They're not coming.

Why not?

Well, Kelly,

the girls are real mad about the swim meet.

Slater's bummed about the science project.

And Screech,

well, he's gonna forget about his birthday this year.

All right. Move it, hunk.

Okay, boys and girls, let's get busy.

All right, Kelly. You're carefree,

you're light as a feather. No worries.

Oh, hey, come on, brighten up.

Smile. It's a great day.

Okay, hold it.

Kelly, are you all right?

Yeah.

Uh, no, Adam.

I just can't go to Paris.

- Kelly! - What's wrong with her?

What did you say to her?

- Nothing. - Zack.

I've seen this before. You think if Kelly goes off to Paris,

she's going to become a big model and forget about you.

Huh. Forget about Zack Morris?

Okay, so I don't want her to go. What's wrong with that?

What's wrong? You just took away the biggest opportunity of her life

because you were afraid you were going to lose her.

Man, she's lucky to have a guy like you.

Hey, look, kid...

Kelly's a very special girl.

You like her a lot, don't you?

Yeah.

Then why not let her choose her own path?

I have a feeling it'll lead back to you anyway.

(phone ringing)

Hi, this is Lisa. I'm not home right now,

but if you're good looking and have a big allowance,

- leave a message. - (beeps)

Hi, it's Kelly. We really need to talk, okay?

Call me?

(phone ringing)

Come on, Jessie, answer.

(knocking)

Come in.

- Hi. - Hi.

Uh, look, Kelly,

I have something to tell you.

Let me guess--

not only do my friends think I'm awful,

but Adam thinks I'm awful, too.

- Was he mad? - Yeah.

But not at you, at me.

You? Why?

Because I lied.

I never invited the guys to the shoot.

And I've been trying to make you feel guilty for leaving.

Kelly, I'm sorry.

Why would you do something like that?

I'm only going to be gone for a month.

Do you know how long that is in teen years?

Kelly, I thought you'd become famous and--

Forget about you?

There is no way I can compete with Paris.

Zack, there is no way Paris can compete with you.

Do you mean that?

Good answer.

Listen, if you don't want me to go, just say so.

I want you to go.

Good, 'cause I was going to go anyway.

You were?

I guess you'll never know.

Yeah, I guess I deserved that.

Have a great time, Kelly.

You know,

I wish I could spend some more time with the gang before I leave.

You want it, you got it!

Guys!

Right on. Ta-da!

All: Bon voyage!

(instrumental theme music plays)

Repair and Synchronization by Easy Subtitles Synchronizer 1.0.0.0