]
And then I got that stupid idea.
And I let it turn me
into something I'm not.
[Toilet Flushes]
You sure did, sicko pervert!
I remember you from the dance.
- You morally depraved psycho!
-[Ronald] Ow!
Detention... one month!
Becky, will you please
hand me that other one?
Thanks.
- You nuked my brother.
- What?
You took him from geek status
to king status to no status.
Chuckie Miller, right?
He's resorted to sending
his messenger boy?
Boy? I see no boy here!
[Coughs]
You think you shut me up?
I didn't? Well, let me try again.
The babe said it was good
for my complexion.
[Whispering Calculations]
- [Knocking]
-[Mom] Cynthia?
[Knocking Continues]
Cindy?
There's a call for you on my line.
Somebody named Donald.
[Sighs]
I don't know anybody named Donald.
- Tell him I'm out of
the country or something.
- Okay.
I know she's in the country,
Mrs. Mancini. I saw her today.
Well, my daughter
doesn't know anyone named...
Ronald, is that you?
Why did you say
your name was Donald?
Uh... I guess I made a mistake. Bye-bye.
[Exhales]
Mom, what'd he say?
First, he's a geek.
And then you start going out with him.
And then he's a geek again.
Honey, I don't know
what a geek is.
I guess, at the present time,
a geek is Ronald Miller.
Who says? Hmm?
[Lawn Mower Engine Whirring]
-####[Ronald Singing Loudly,
Indistinct]
-[Lawn Mower Engine Continues]
Oh, my God!
pow!
[Cindy]
Would you stop it?
Stop it! The neighbors, man!
Listen, all right?
Hold on!Just turn it off!
My mother was calling
the police, until I told her
you had a chemical imbalance...
and you are seeking
psychiatric help!
- [panting]
I need to talk to you.
- Fine.
Every time I called,
you were either taking
a bath, washing your hair.
Or you were out of the country.
That was a good one, by the way.
I tried to get you alone at school,
but I got a month's detention.
Yeah, you're very big
in bathrooms, aren't you?
Cindy, just hear me out.
And then I'll leave you alone. Okay?
Oh! You t... You demolished me
New Year's Eve.
But see...
I realize you did me a favor.
You brought me back to reality.
All I ever wanted to do
was get close to you.
And then, when I finally got
there, it wasn't me anymore.
Cindy... Oh, Cindy.
I was just hoping we could
sort this out, you know?
The real me and the real you.
That's all.
[Exhales]
Okay.
- But not at 6:00 in the morning.
-Okay.
I'll come back at 11:00.
I'll be washing my hair...
out of the country.
That's my favorite one.
[Laughs Weakly]
[Starts, Stops Lawn Mower]
Tell your mom I'm sorry.
[Sighs]
Is that right?
- Good job.
- Really? Oh, my God!
- What's happening, guys?
- Hey, nerd alert, man.
He's in our quadrant, too.
Kenneth Wurman with patty?
No way!
Thanks so much! I swear,
I don't know what I would have
done without you. Really.
- No problem.J-Just, uh, take
your time and follow the steps.
- Okay.
Kenneth Worm-man is trying to
pull a Ronald McDonald Miller
scam on us.
- He's probably trying
to pay her off.
- Relax, man. He's harmless.
I'm sending him back
to the minor leagues.
- Be cool, man.
- Hey, calm down.
Oh, man. He's gonna make
a fool of himself.
- Hey, what do you think you're
doing over here, twimp?
- H-Helping her with some math.
- No, bullshit. You're trying
to pull a Ronald Miller scam.
- A what?
You better get back to your own
side, or I'm gonna send you back
to Geeksville in a milk carton!
Would you guys do something?
- Oh, return of the living dread.
- Why don't you lay off?
- Why don't you go back
where you belong, hosehead?
- Take your hands off Kenneth.
Or I'll break your arm.
Your pitching arm!
Oh yeah? Well, don't make me
laugh, lawn boy.
Let go.
Now!
You broke your arm
once before, remember?
You fell out of our tree house.
Kenneth picked you up...
and we carried you 12 blocks
to the hospital.
Yeah, you cried all the way.
We were all friends then, remember?
And now you