Lucky Becky Strange Hill High

# Creepy ain't the word Freaky ain't the word

# Sneaky ain't the word See, what I've observed

# Is there's no easy way to describe this geeky place

# Even "geeky place" doesn't tell you what I need to say

# This is Strange Hill where a talking frog can eat your face

# It's very, very random

# You'll get used to these debates if you stick around

# Although I wouldn't recommend it

# When they used the name "Strange", mate, they really meant it

# There's some things in life with which you just don't mess

# On every vest, I've got the letters SOS

# Cos you never know what might be lurking round the corner

# And what it might do if they ever found or saw you

# Keep the lights on in the hallways all day

# Things won't always tend to go your way

# Watch your back and be prepared

# Can't wait for 3:30 See you there! #

SCHOOL BELL

Uhh... Uh.

Becks, what happened? Are you OK?

I was standing under a tree and it fell on me.

You girls and your beauty routines.

Talk about bad luck.

Loving the leaves, Becky.

Oh, I look like a fool! Soon everyone will be talking and tweeting

about what an unlucky, weird fool I am!

TWEETING

And the tweets begin.

TEMPLETON SNIGGERS

Talk about embarrassment. Those girls both wore the same outfit!

These are cheerleader uniforms, duh!

Uh! Cheerleader try-outs are today, I totally forgot.

You! A cheerleader?

But I'm the most cheerful person I know.

Puh-leeze. Templeton might as well try out for the basketball team.

Good idea! I think I will.

Uh, Temps, I think they were being sarcastic.

Those nice girls?

Ha-ha!

When someone tells me I can't do something, I just have to do it.

I hear ya.

GLASS SHATTERS

But what if my bad luck follows me like some horrible monster?

Always right behind me, ready to strike?

Hello, miss!

Becks, there is no such thing as luck, good or bad.

Success is the result of hard work.

Or the very clever avoidance thereof.

Are you sure?

Sure. Now go to those cheerleader try-outs and knock 'em dead.

You think she's got a chance?

No way. But what's the worst that can happen?

Atchoo! SCREAMING

THEY GROAN

Sorry I sneezed. I won't do it ever again. Atchoo!

Our human pyramid has never collapsed before.

Becky, you're the worst luck ever.

Please let me join! I'll stand perfectly still, at a distance,

and just smile.

Please, I must have pompoms!

It takes a lot of skill and training to shake these.

Pleeease? Pompoms!

-Huddle.

-THEY TALK QUIETLY

OK, there is one position you might be right for.

Rah-rah, sis-boom...blah. Oh...

When I said "anything"...

You're our head cheer cleaner!

That's not really a thing, though, is it?

No, I made it up so you'd feel important.

But I'm still a cheerleader, right?

Uh, sure.

Your job is to rally up our dirty uniforms,

lead them to victory against dirt, and then tumble them dry.

-CHANTING:

-Go, Becky, she's our man!

If she can't clean them, no-one can!

Probably no-one can.

Go, team!

Uh...

-WHISTLE

-Welcome to basketball try-outs!

Some of you will make the cut and go on to success and popularity.

Others will be cut,

destined to a life of despair and loneliness.

-You with the glasses!

-WHISTLE

Despair and loneliness.

Huh... There's got to be some team I'm good for.

-CHANTING:

-Whatever your name is, we don't know!

But fight for Strange Hill Go! Go! Go!

Move that pawn, take his knight

Go, Strange Hill, fight, fight, fight!

Do you mind? I'm trying to concentrate.

Eew, he talked to me!

This isn't about him.

It's about you, and how fabulous you look in front of a cheering crowd.

-Excuse me, Stephanie?

-What now? I'm cheering.

I've rinsed out all the socks but the stink on yours won't...

Why are you cheering the chess team?

Abercrombie wants us to support the team because they never win.

So he thinks shouting at them will help them

win a game that requires quiet contemplation?

Hey, I make the rhymes, not the rules. Come on, girls!

-CHANTING:

-King and rook, keep on castling!

And your opponent we'll keep hassling! Booooo!

-ABERCROMBIE:

-Kill him!

-TEMPLETON:

-Oh, sorry.

Kill him!

Checkmate.

Ahhh!

Quigley beats Templeton. Next match, Quigley versus Bishop.

This ought to be good.

So what is this? Like, Asteroids, innit?

Wow, our team really sucks.

Well spotted. Now get back to the changing room and start scrubbing.

Can't I stay and cheer? They so need all the support they can get.

Situations like this require real expertise.

Ladies, bring out the big guns!

Hello? Who's there?

Uh! Oh.

Let's see you top this move, yo.

It's like a stack of wack, jack.

That hardly qualifies as a regulation move.

Yo, what?

Anyone need some good luck?

THEY LAUGH

What in heaven's name is that?

Oh, dear. It's Jinxie the Rabbit, our old school mascot.

I thought our mascot was Leonard, the reasonable pencil.

He is. We got rid of the rabbit years ago after some...troubles.

I'd better stop this nonsense, then.

No! That could be dangerous.

Let him run his course. It's been years, maybe he's lost his powers.

Well, he hasn't lost his power to amuse. Ha-ha-ha.

Becky, take off that fur ball! Our squad does not do mascots.

-But I thought I was part of the team.

-Yes, but...

Just try to keep up, OK?

Hi, folks! I'm Booster Bunny!

CHANTS: I hop and hop and never, ever stop until... Whoa!

Whooaaaa!

-ALL:

-Ahhhhh!

Uh!

The Kapolsky position. Ugh...

He's right!

Bishop to rook three, with a rare pawn-to-queen double-back bounce

rarely attempted but, once achieved, automatically victorious!

Strange Hill wins!

Yo, what happened?

We won! Wheeeeee!

I can't believe it! Strange Hill actually achieved something, ha-ha!

Guess that rabbit's no longer a jinx, huh?

Maybe so. Maybe so.

CHANTS: I did it! I did it! I cheered and I did it! Whooo!

Do I know you?

Mitchell, guess what?

I've finally gone nuts and I'm hallucinating a giant, mangy bunny?

No, it's me, Becks!

It doesn't explain the manky rabbit costume.

I tried out for cheerleader but they wouldn't let me, they're snobs.

I was mopping the floor and put this costume on.

I cheered the chess team and they won. They've never won.

And I think it's because of me.

I'm like Cinderella but, instead of a pretty gown,

I have a dirty rabbit costume but it's just as wonderful!

So you were mopping a floor?

Mitchell, have you seen a giant rabbit? Oh, there you are!

All hail our bunny overlords!

What have I told you about worshipping everything?

"Don't worship everything."

I think this suit is lucky! I might actually have good luck for once!

-There's no such thing as luck.

-Oh, really?

How come, since I put it on, not a single tree has fallen on me?

-Because you were indoors?

-Hm. I'll prove it to you.

Do something that would normally bring you bad luck.

Hey, Tyson! Did anyone ever tell you you're a big, ugly, dumb lummox?

-TYSON:

-Hey!

I didn't mean do something that'll get you killed!

HE GRUNTS

Argh!

-How much bad luck can a guy have?

-Oof.

Uh-oh.

Ooh.

Ohh... Ugh...

So... Lucky?

Yeah. This is going to be so much fun!

Thank you, O Rabbit Lord. Or do you prefer Your Bunniness?

THEY CHATTER AND PRAISE RABBIT

-Amazing, Rabbit.

-Nice, Rabbit.

It wasn't you who made them win, you know. It was us cheering.

I think you're actually jealous of a dirty, old, manky rabbit costume!

That is so probably not true.

Well, I'm not changing. This is a lucky rabbit suit!

You heard our rabbit overlord. He's not changing for you or anybody!

-Huh!

-Hey!

You really not going to take that off?

No, Mitchell, at least for a little while. Let's see what luck happens!

My leprosy has been completely cured! And I found a chocolate!

You're welcome! All of you!

Don't let this go to your big, dented, plaster of Paris head.

You know, there's room inside here for my head to get even bigger.

Well, let's see how long this good luck lasts.

Ow.

Hurry, you three. You're just in time for my class test!

A test in the worst class in school, by the toughest grader?

Oh, ho-ho, your luck is over! Also, my luck.

We'll see about that.

This is an oral exam. It will consist of one question per student.

And it will count for 80% of your grade.

Why? Because I got stuck in traffic this morning,

I still live with my mother, and my first name is Ethel.

Any last words?

Good luck, everyone!

Rabbit girl. You can start us off.

SHE GULPS

What are the first three chords for Tchaikovsky's Serenade for Strings?

See, uh, gee... Do I get an F?

C, G, F, correct! Darn. Have a seat.

Croydonia, who composed Symphonie Fantastique in 1830?

I barely, oh...

Berlioz. Correct! Matthews?

-Hi, then!

-Haydn is correct.

And I didn't even ask the question.

Tanner. You'll never get this. What blind blues...

Pantless Joe McGeorge!

-How did you...?

-I just made him up.

No, you didn't! He's real.

Only somebody with incredible luck could've stumbled on that!

-Templeton!

-Symphony for Banana Eaters!

Correct.

Kraftwerk!

Pete Seeger! Robert Krieger! The Human League and Bob Seger!

Rachmaninov's Concerto in G Minor for Harpsichord...

Ohhhhh!

Get out! Everyone, out!

SHE SOBS

Wow! Not only did we all pass,

we managed to give a teacher a nervous breakdown.

I call that a successful day!

This costume is brilliant! I'm like some bunny superhero.

I wonder what else you can do. I mean, how big does this thing get?

-I don't know.

-Then let's test it.

Wish me luck. Big, huge, crazy, gigantic luck.

OK. Mitchell, I wish you big, huge, crazy, gigantic luck.

If this takes off, I might have to work on my moves.

Yeah, my car broke down outside this ugly school.

Let me ask one of these weird kids or this dirty rabbit for direct...

Brad, I got to go. Something massive just came up.

-Kisses to you and your stupid wife.

-PHONE BEEPS

-Can we help you, loud, annoying man?

-Your look! Your attitude!

It's just what I need for my cheesy, new, pre-packaged pop group!

Baxter Bigg, music impresario.

-Are you for real?

-I am for reals, my man. Does this look reals?

Have your lawyer here give it a look-see, sign it,

and stardom, riches and lots of food are all yours.

-I charge £200 an hour.

-Fantastic.

Now, can you tell me how to get back to the motorway?

Uh, yeah. Go down this hall, look for the door that says "toilet".

Go into a stall and sit on the porcelain seat and say,

"Take me to the top, baby!"

Ha-ha, you're dynamite, kid! Call me!

I'm going to be famous!

All thanks to your lucky rabbit suit, Becks.

Mitchell, help me!

Templeton!

They just fell over.

Talk about bad luck.

Maybe it was.

I want to try an experiment. An experiment in luck.

And the person I choose must be totally random.

Pickle horse. See? Random!

No, there! Watch!

Good luck, Matthews. You need it.

Charge!!

Oooh-hooo!

I'm in the bin!

Every time there's good luck, someone else gets bad luck!

That's it. No more luck. I'm taking this thing off.

Wait! What if I need a top-up?

Mitchell, you're an international pop star now, apparently.

I think you'll manage.

Can you help me? The zip's stuck or something.

Ow! It won't come off!

It's become part of me!

I am become rabbit!

Becky, come on, come out.

Let us bask in your rabbity glory.

Don't come near me! I'm dangerous.

Just walk away and forget you ever knew me.

We're not going to abandon you, Becks.

Don't you understand? I hurt people.

All this time I thought I was something special,

but I'm just a monster.

I'm sure we can fix this. We always do.

Yeah? Good luck with that.

Ugh! Oh, no! No, I didn't mean it. I take it back!

Brace yourself for good and bad luck.

Is that it, an old paper landing at my feet?

I thought I'd at least get superpowers this time.

There's bad luck lurking around here somewhere.

Seems fine to me.

This newspaper is from 1972.

Uh! Look at this story about the Strange Hill basketball team!

In 1972, they won the National Championships.

They thought their mascot brought them luck.

But on the way back from the game, the whole team disappeared.

Socks only cost 30 pence! That's what that ad there says.

Arr. The whole team was found six months later alive and well,

but in this very basement, being raised by bears.

-You know about this?

-A-harr.

The team never won another game. They blamed the mascot, Jinxie.

That costume was hung away in the depths of the changing room

-and forgotten.

-Until I found it.

Or it found you. Do yourself a favour. Burn it.

That costume has been waiting all these years for another owner.

And now it's got me, it won't let me go.

Well then, you've got to... Argh!

Wow. That is unlucky. He was just about to give us the solution.

He'll be OK. If the mascot costume is on a lucky streak like 1972,

we need to break that streak and take away its power.

How do we do that?

By making bad luck happen.

Every day at two, the canteen evacuates slop down this pipe.

The only way you could stand here and not get hit is pure good luck.

-Let it slop me.

-Ew, I can smell it!

The wretched refuse of a thousand hot dogs!

You're a brave man, Mitchell Tanner.

A brave, stupid, about-to-be-slopped man.

I didn't even wish you the L-word! It's happening on its own!

-Oh!

-Templeton!

It's all right. I'm actually getting used to it.

I've won the lottery! And I'm not even old enough to buy a ticket!

Ice cream for everyone!

The luck is spreading on its own!

It's all right. I'm fine.

Aaaargh!

Good luck and bad luck in equal measures!

-HORN BEEPS AND TYRES SQUEAL

-And it's getting more extreme.

CHEERING

-Erm, guys?

-A truck just turned over

and spilled a load of sweets and cupcakes into the playground.

TYRES SCREECH

THUD

Now a travelling circus has crashed into the sweet truck

and spilled a load of tigers into the playground.

PEOPLE WAILING

What horrifying thing's going to happen next?

Mitchell, baby! I just made a deal with a giant communications company

and, in five minutes, we're going to bounce a TV signal off the Moon

and zoom your image round the world!

That doesn't sound too scary.

Bunny girl here is going to wish the whole world good luck on television!

-There's the scary.

-I'm not going to do that, Mr Bigg.

You have no choice. Mitchell signed the contract and, when he did,

it gave the corporation control of him,

everyone he knows and everyone he will ever meet in perpetuity.

You didn't read the contract?

Nah, there weren't any pictures.

I have to slip into my high-waisted trousers

and prepare the satellite hook-up. Back in a tick.

I can't wish everyone in the world "you know what"!

The bad luck that follows could be catastrophic.

The whole world could be destroyed.

I just got attacked by a tiger. And then a zombie. Then a zombie tiger.

Cool, a "ziger"!

Give me that bunny costume.

That might be a problem.

I don't care. I'm the special one. Now give it to me.

-Ow! Stop it!

-Give it to me!

Mitchell! Bunny Girl! The world's ready for your close-up!

We've got about one minute before luck goes global.

-Ow!

-You're very persistent!

Come on, honey bunny. Wish us luck!

Sorry, does that hurt? Well, bad luck.

SHE GULPS

-That's it, Becks! Wish yourself bad luck.

-What?

We need to make an inverted fortune loop to reverse the lucky breaks

and neutralise the bunny powers!

He sounds like you.

We're waiting!

Now!

I wish myself bad luck! Bad, awful, terrible, horrible, nasty bleurgh!

SHE SCREAMS AND GRUNTS

I'm free! No more hippity-hoppity good luck for anybody!

PHONE RINGS

What? I'm making magic here!

The love affair's over, Mitch.

The big communications company just went bankrupt

and everyone in Japan just decided they like animated singing hedgehogs

instead of cute boy bands.

So I'm no longer an international superstar?

I got to go sign me some hedgehogs! See you never!

Wait! Mr Bigg!

I look a bit like a hedgehog!

And I can sing like a hedgehog!

Er-hem.

# I'm a hedgehog and I don't care... #

Who will I worship blindly now?

Certainly not that awful hedgehog girl.

Let's just never wish for good luck again.

In fact, I wish nothing ever happens ever again!

-Mitchell!

-OK. One thing can happen!

Ow.

Hm. Not bad, not bad.

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# Rabbits' feet, horseshoes, four-leaf clovers

# More luck we get the more we hope for

# Well, you might be enjoying some now

# But what you gonna do when your luck runs out? #