- How do you mean?
- Stud. Hotshot. Brain.
- You're 12, right?
- I'm 15. Are you expecting him...?
Yeah. Can I get you something?
- A balloon?
- I'm supposed to check over your work.
- Check it over?
- Well, yes.
- For what?
- Mistakes, I guess.
- He said you guys were stuck.
- No! Let's get something clear here.
Okay, when Jerry's not here,
you do what I say.
It goes f rom God to Jerry to me.
Get it?
Hello, Jerry.
- You don't get to use my first name.
- Did I?
How you doing, Mitch?
I'm sure you'll all be f riends.
- We're on our way.
- Good.
I want you to take
your cues f rom Mitch.
His ideas are
the most original I've seen.
- So Mitch is in charge of the group.
- Really, Jerry?
- You're doing it again.
- Oh, am I?
- Where is Knight?
- He didn't bother to come in today.
- Yes?
- He said he didn't feel like it.
I said, "You better or you'll be
in trouble." He said, "Jam it!"
- Great. You're not stuttering.
- I give myself shock treatments.
Up the voltage.
- I'm sorry he's not here...
- That clown? Look!
Kent decided to start without him.
The yield's insignificant.
We think the sample's damaged.
- What?
- Obviously the result of negligence.
It'll take a week to prepare a new
sample. I was af raid of this.
- Are you sure?
- We're sure. Positive.
- Ex cuse me.
- There is no ex cuse for it.
- Yeah, Mitch, what is it?
- The pump laser is down.
Look.
There.
Well, it seems to be all better now.
Don't touch other people's things!
- Kent, I need you.
- Anything, Jerry.
What? Do you want me to teach
your class for you?
No, I need you to get copies
of all the data so far.
So Mitch can check
everything tomorrow.
- My pleasure.
- After that, stop by my cleaners.
Don't give it a thought.
- Mitch, shall we? On the moment.
- Sure.
Well, I guess it goes f rom God
to Jerry to you...
...to the cleaners.
Right, Kent?
Library. Library... 205.
Welcome to Pacific Tech's
"Smart People on Ice."
Let's go skating.
Ick, the ice turned out great!
Yeah, it worked, didn't it?
- How did you do it?
- Sure.
I tell you, you tell somebody else,
next we're in another ice age.
- Everybody must be skating.
- You're a slack!
- Moles and trolls.
- What?
Moles and trolls. Work.
We never see daylight.
We plan for weeks and all
they do is study. I'm disgusted.
I'm sorry, but it's not like me.
I'm depressed.
We had one entry for the Madame Curie
look-alike contest...
...and he was disqualified later.
Why do I bother?
Let's go! What are you,
a bunch of weirdos?
- Want a cherry? I grow them myself.
- What?
Okay, push once.
Are you okay?
No, not emotionally.
I'm disappointed. Not terribly.
It should have gone f urther, faster.
The problem is obviously
the drag coefficient.
I'll have to redesign the blades.
I can do that.
But I've got to cut them,
and that takes time.
- How long will this last?
- Maybe a half an hour.
That's great. I can do that.
- Okay. What's your name?
- Mitch.
Thanks for your help.
See you later.
You're welcome!
- Who was that?
- That...
I'm Jordan. I heard there was
someone new. Are you it?
Yes.
- Do you have a bed?
- Yeah.
I'd make you one, but you have one.
Okay, see you later. Bye.
Bye.
- What's all this?
- This? This is ice.
This is what happens
when water gets cold.
This is Kent. This is what happens
when people get sexually f rustrated.
This should keep you busy.
This with your classes should
turn your brain to mush.
That's unfair. And we were gonna
make you carnival king.
Yeah?
Ha, ha. You're in on this too.
Did you make it?
- I'm not saying.
- Who'll clean it?
You don't have to.
It's gonna go directly to gas.
Really? What is it?
All I can tell you is
it's rare and unstable.
Just like you.
- You're degenerates.
- We are?
- I found you naked with Jell-O!
- You did not!
This is true.
I was hot, and I was hungry. Okay?
I got news for you, Knight.
- You're not first anymore.
- First what?