Under Her Spell Wingin' It

Starting a new year, how do you feel?

Hungry. I skipped breakfast.

No, I'm talking about the whole crushing on Jane thing.

-You haven't talked to her all summer.

-I wasn't avoiding her.

She was in Australia all summer.

Besides, it gave me time to practise my moves.

Hey, Jane, you remember that time we kissed during the play?

How about an encore? Whoa!

HE LAUGHS

Yeah, you really swept her off her feet(!)

Joke all you want, but practise makes perfect.

OK, it's asking out time.

Now you're talking. I think you and Jane would make a good couple.

Hey, Carl, Porter, welcome back to school.

Aren't you going to ask me what I did this summer? Come on, ask me.

CARL AND PORTER: What did you do this summer?

I worked on my uncle's Chantecler chicken farm.

Chantecler chicken is Canada's only breed of chicken.

It was devolved by a monk in Oka, Quebec, way back in the early 1900s.

Spencer, wait up. Wait until you ask me what I did this summer.

All right, it's go time, Carl.

Carl, Porter, hey!

-How are you guys doing?

-Good.

What did you get up to this summer, Carl?

A little of this, a little of that, you know how it is.

No, I don't know. What are you saying?

Maybe you should check out my blog.

-You have a blog?

-Ha! Oh, Jane, as if. Whoa!

# Let's give it one more shot

# Let's give it everything we've got

# Cos if we get it right

# We will surely conquer the world

# Hey! I've got my wings

# From an angel

# Now we're wingin' it all the time

# I'm giving wings to an angel

# Always an angel

# Now we've got to learn to fly. #

What are you going to do about Jane?

I'm going to get back on the horse and talk to her.

Be smooth, like peanut butter.

-Not the chunky kind.

-You're peanut butter on a horse?

I don't know. What do girls like?

When you show interest. Ask how Australia was.

OK. Round two.

-Just don't lean on any walls.

-Thanks, Mrs Lennox.

-You have to admit I'm right.

-Yes.

-See you later in drama class.

-Bye-bye.

-Sure.

-Hi, Carl. Hi, Porter.

Jane!

How was Australia?

The Dance Academy was so much fun, and I love the Australian accent.

"Oi, mate, throw another shrimp on the barbie, kookaburra."

"Kookaburra!"

Right.

So, what's your first class?

There you go, Sheila.

Wow, we have six out of eight periods together. And lunch, too.

We're going to be spending a lot of time together this year.

-Great.

-Hey, guys, how were your summers?

Sort of spent the summer doing push-ups.

3,400,162.

3,400,163.

3,400,164... WATCH BEEPS

Oh, time to go back to school.

I appeared in a romantic movie.

Excuse me, Miss, you're interrupting our wedding video!

Anyway, I've got to go and get my locker assignment.

Kookaburra.

-Well?

-My backpack could have made better conversation.

You know what the worst part is?

We have almost every class together.

How am I going to find the space to regroup, you know?

Get a new game plan?

This locker here,

this is the only tiny piece of space that's Jane free.

Oh, here we go. Come on, please don't come this way.

Look at this, Carl, our lockers are right next to each other.

What are the chances?

Ha! Wha!? That's...

I... Zoo!

Bang!

Sshhh.

Jane and I have been best friends since we were six.

I met Carl in Grade One.

We've always been able to talk to each other.

-If Jane had a problem, she'd always come to me.

-Now all of a sudden...

I'm all, bleu, duuh, duuh, bleugh.

He started acting really weird.

-Why did I have to start liking her?

-What ever it is...

BOTH: I hope it doesn't ruin our friendship.

I'll...see you in class.

Ta, woo, seeng... What!?

I must be the biggest idiot at Bennett High.

# She'll be comin' round the mountain... #

KNOCKING

Oh!

Don't even ask.

Maybe not THE biggest.

Dennis?

Dennis?

Could you come here, Dennis?

-What's it, Dr Cassabi?

-Happy anniversary.

Yay! Happy anniversary!

-What anniversary?

-You've forgotten again, haven't you?

This happens every year.

It's your anniversary, Denise.

-Denise?

-No, my name is Dennis.

No, no, Dennis, you've got to try to remember.

-Your name is Denise, and you're an AIT.

-Huh?

-I shall strike thee once. Boing!

-Ow.

Now I shall strike thee twice.

-Boing, boing!

-Ow, ow.

That's the lamest show I've ever seen.

Look how disgusting that racoon puppet is. It doesn't look real.

Oh, come on, Denise, it's the middle of the 1400s,

humans haven't advanced as far as they one day will.

Why did I have to do my AIT training during the stupid ages?

Listen, I have to go upstairs, so try to fit in,

and when I come back I'll take you to your assignment.

I hear you're going to be a milkmaid.

-Boing, boing, boing!

-Ow, ow, ow.

This is so lame.

I shall strike thee thrice. Boing, boing, boing.

RACOON SHUDDERS

DENISE: Bozo, people watching this show still think the Earth is flat

and they're not even buying your drivel.

You want to hip it up, maybe?

They're always going on about how an AIT

isn't supposed to do inhabitation magic.

Too risky, too advanced, too blah, blah, blah.

Rules are made to be broken.

-Especially when breaking them is so much fun.

-The puppet!

It speaks! Argh!

DENISE: I'm really going to have fun down here.

-RACOON: Freaky doodle fun.

-DENISE: Uh-oh.

I better get out of this puppet.

Like I said, freaky doodle!

Dennis... Denise...

Dennis... Denise... I remember now!

I've been trapped in this lousy, stinking body for 600 years!

You see, you remember, that's great.

I have to keep reminding you, Denise.

If I don't get you will permanently forget that you were an AIT,

and then there will be no getting you back.

I feel horrible for Denise,

but every AIT knows you should never do inhabitation magic.

It's some of the most difficult magic an angel can do.

You can end up getting stuck in whatever you inhabit.

I know an angel...he's a teapot now, he works in a restaurant.

His best friend is a sugar dispenser.

Today, we're going to begin our drama class

with some trust exercises.

What I want you to do is to fall into each other's arms

and catch each other, OK?

So, Jane, Carl, you two form a couple.

Good. And Xavier and Hermione, forming a couple, good.

Caesar, Cassidy, good. Pairing, everyone.

Most of my classes are with Jane, our lockers are beside each other,

and now I'm paired together with her in drama class.

Maybe the universe is trying to tell me something.

Maybe I should just go for it and stop trying so hard to be cool.

You know what?

I'll catch her, I'll dip her and if I'm lucky, I'll plant one on her.

This is a difficult exercise to do,

but when your partner catches you, you will build a bond of trust.

OK, everyone, here we go. Trusting.

'Oh, yeah!'

Oh!

Carl!

Do you think it's too late to kiss her?

Yeah, probably.

OK, that's it, you've been acting weird all day,

and I'm going to get to the bottom of it.

-Hey, Porter.

-Hey, Jane.

-Can I ask you something?

-Sure.

As long as it's not about what's in the cafeteria lunch special.

-I still haven't figured that out.

-It's about Carl.

Oh, you mean how he finds a new way to be weird every time you see him?

Exactly. I thought since you live with him you can tell me what's up?

What are you doing, Montclaire?

I was checking your reaction time.

You don't have to worry about that, Carl, I check it all the time.

You are one of Bennett's best athletes.

Forget Bennett, maybe even on a national level, and as a potentially

nationally ranked player, it's important that, you know, you...

It's important...

Well, it's just important, isn't it, when you really think about it?

Yeah, it is important, Montclaire.

Good talk. And you need to work on your grip.

What did she say? What did you tell her?

That you're in love and want to spend the rest of your life with her.

-What?!

-Of course I didn't say that!

-You could've.

I don't know what's going on in your angel head.

I threw her off the trail. Said it was personal, between you and Alex.

Perfect! It'll take her forever to get through

the corridors of Alex's mind.

-Hey, Alex.

-Hey, Jane.

-Are you and Carl fighting?

-No.

-Everything's good between you two?

-Yeah.

-Are you 100% sure?

-Oh, yeah.

-Thanks, Alex.

-Any time.

Dr Cassabi, Dr Cassabi!

Don't scare me like that!

-I've come to say goodbye.

-What?

I've thought about my situation and I don't want to be an AIT any more.

I can't handle remembering how great my life used to be,

so I'm running away until there's no chance of remembering who I was.

It's OK, Denise. You say this every year.

This year's going to be different. I've packed my things.

I'm going to say goodbye to Porter, then I'm hitting the road.

-Denise.

-That's DENNIS, sir.

Vaya con Dios, Cassabi.

Carl! Nice try!

There's nothing going on between you and Alex.

-I can't embarrass myself, get me out of here!

-Come with me.

Carl! Get back here!

-Come on, do it!

-OK.

What am I going to do?

I can't have you beaming me away every time Jane's around.

-I could make you invisible.

-For the rest of high school?

-That'll help my popularity(!)

-How about just invisible to Jane?

And make her go crazy when she sees the world talking to me?

I never thought of that.

This would go away if you could talk to her normally.

You're right.

-What if we switch bodies?

-That is no where near what I said.

-Hear me out. You know how to talk to girls.

-Just girls?

OK, everyone. So we switch, you go talk to Jane looking like me

and when she sees me acting normally,

-she'll stop digging for the truth.

-I haven't read the Angels textbook,

but I remember a rule that says AITs shouldn't beam into things.

You'll let a little rule stop Porter Jackson?

-Since when did you become such a 'fraidy-cat?

-I'm not afraid.

-Prove it.

-All right, I will.

OK.

-It says we can only do this for a few minutes.

-That's all you'll need.

True.

When I'm you, do you want me to ask out Jane?

Yes! No, no, no, no...

Wait, no, no. Just make her laugh.

OK, here goes.

Hey, Porter... Freaky-doodle!

Carl? Dennis?

CARL: I'm right here, Porter.

You must've switched bodies with Dennis instead.

DENISE: Guess again! This is incredible!

I was going to run away and live like an animal.

Now I'm inside the body of a 15-year-old boy.

Wait... How is that any better?

-Who are you?

-I'm Denise.

Carl! There you are!

-We need to talk right now.

-Wha... I...

You've been avoiding me all day. Time to tell me what's going on.

-Jane, I...

-Did that puppet just talk?

Yeah, this is my ventriloquist act for this year's talent show.

Right, Carl?

Hi, there Jane. You want to go out some time?

Maybe go see a movie?

-Wow. Now, it's easy.

-I don't have time for this

and you'll need a lot more practise, I could see your lips moving.

Come with me, Carl.

You're telling me everything.

What are we going to do?

This is way above my pay grade. We've got to find Dr Cassabi.

I'm not having you waltz me down the hall as your stupid dummy.

-We do it every other day.

-Ha-ha(!)

Can you go into stealth mode?

Why don't you just beam us over to Dr Cassabi?

I'm not using any more angel magic after what just happened.

-I've got an idea.

-I don't want to talk about it!

-Why is your voice all weird?

-Puberty isn't pretty.

Carl, I've known you since I was six and I've never seen you like this.

Like a confident young man enjoying all life has to offer?

Look at me. I have opposable thumbs. Pretty neat, huh.

-BELL RINGS

-I also have a thirst for knowledge.

-Time for geography!

-Carl!

We're going to get in so much trouble!

Only if you keep talking.

-Your back's sweaty...

-Hey, Porter.

-Cool back-pack.

-Thanks.

It's a real fashion statement.

-Argh!

-Wow! It talks?!

-Yeah, there's a little computer in it.

-I have to have one.

-I've got to go.

-Racoon go bye-bye.

I wonder if it comes in chicken!

Ah, Porter.

Dennis! I see you decided not to run away after all. Every year!

-It's not Dennis, sir. It's me.

-Carl?

Yeah, we tried to do this body switch but Dennis beamed in between us.

You're not supposed to do inhabitation magic!

And now I'm stuck inside Dennis.

And some girl is stuck inside of Carl.

-Denise?

-Yeah, that's her.

So somehow you got her out of the puppet. This is unbelievable!

Unbelievable? IN SLOW MOTION: It's freaky-doodle!

Wait - what just happened to my voice?

The same thing that happened to Denise.

Unless we get you out of there,

you're going to slowly turn into a raccoon puppet. Where's Carl?

I mean, Dennis. Uh, Denise!

-Most of us should be in geography.

-Great.

Meet me in Room 201. There's no-one in there this period.

-Are you sure?

-Yeah. It's the Canadian history club.

You're not going to get out of this until we talk.

-This is getting boring.

-So is your fake voice.

Quit trying to joke your way out of this.

Is this because I didn't write you this summer? Is that why you're mad?

-I'm not mad.

-Tell me.

-No.

-Tell me.

-No.

-Tell me.

-No.

-Tell me.

-No.

-Tell me.

OK. You want to know what's bothering Carl?

Yes, JANE would like to know what's bothering CARL, aka you.

Well, I'm...bothered, Jane, by...

that's it exactly, because you never wrote me this summer.

I just said that and you denied it!

You badgered it out of me.

That's just like you, you masterful interrogator you.

You should think about joining the CBI.

-Huh?

-The FIA?

The VLR.

Whatever it is that does the interrogating.

Sorry for interrupting.

Carl Montclaire? I need you to come with me.

Saved by the bow-tie.

He's in need of some guidance.

Yes, sir! Good talk, Jane. See ya.

Troubled kid...

Thank goodness you got me out of there.

-It's so good to hear your voice, Denise.

-It's great to walk upright!

-We're going to try to get you back.

-Do you think it'll work?

I don't know but there's not a moment to lose.

Carl is already turning into the puppet.

Poor guy. What a way to go.

How you feeling, Carl?

Have you got any sandwiches to eat? Maybe a rotten apple?

This is not good, you're turning into Dennis. Carl, hold on.

We're here.

Porter, only you can undo your own magic so you have to duplicate

the same inhabitation magic that you so recklessly did earlier. Denise.

-Yes.

-Yeah.

-The one who's not in the puppet.

Stand next to Carl.

Dr Cassabi, don't we need a special team of angels?

No, Porter, this has to be you.

The reason inhabitation magic goes south so often

is that the angel who does the magic has to undo it, which is hard to do

if you've turned yourself into a Frisbee or a raccoon puppet.

OK. Here goes.

Did it work? Nope.

DENISE: Hey! Look at me!

I'm the big boss! Woohoo! Whoa, emphasis on big.

I'm good. Nice job, Porter.

I switched three people this time. That's pretty cool.

DR CASSABI: Focus, Porter, and try it again.

All right.

Here goes.

DR CASSABI: Testing, testing. Oh boy.

-CARL: Hey! I said I was good.

-I'm trying here.

DENISE: Well, try harder. I'm stuck back in this fur bag again!

I don't know how much I've got left in me.

CARL: I speak for all of us when I say you'd better have one more!

All right. I'll give it a try.

I'm me again! Denise!

-Is everybody all right?

-I'm me.

-Great to have you back, Carl. Dr Cassabi?

-Wooh!

Five fingers, five toes, zero tails!

I'm back, Dr Cassabi!

It's so good to see you again.

-Carl, Porter, this is Denise.

-Nice to meet you, now that you're not me.

Wait.

Where's the puppet?

Oh... I'm going to miss the little guy.

Not so much.

DR CASSABI CHUCKLES

Here. Here are all the letters

I wrote to you while I was in Australia.

I was just too busy to send them.

There's two I wrote at lunch but I put Australian stamps on them.

Thanks. Nothing beats a stamp with a koala on it.

If I've done anything to upset you, I'm sorry.

I couldn't bear the idea of us not being friends.

I want to say that I haven't been myself lately, especially today.

It's been like someone's inhabiting my body.

I'm sorry for that.

And I also want to say that...

that...

-Yes, Carl?

-I...

You're my best friend and I don't want anything

to get in the way of that.

See you tomorrow.

Dr Cassabi's been assigned as Denise's supervisor

until she gets a new AIT assignment.

Did you tell Jane how you feel?

It'll come. I just need a little more time,

a little more courage and a lot more luck.

How's the new body working out?

Or your old body? Not that it's old...

-I had the clinic check her out and everything's fine.

-Thanks, Porter.

Without you I never would've gotten out of that awful puppet.

DENISE CLICKS FINGERS

Come on!

-CARL LAUGHS

-What? She seems really nice!

DENISE: 'Look down!'

On second thought, I don't like her.

DENISE: 'Freaky-doodle.'

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