To Serge With Love Wingin' It

I can't believe I forgot my running shoes.

-Nice shoes!

-I'd like to see you play basketball in those!

-Although, you'd still hit more free-throws than me.

-It's weird.

Now you're just embarrassing yourself. Later.

-Should have kept the clogs. I'd get by your defence then.

-Not a chance!

SPEAKS IN BRAJIKISTANI

-You two, stop your shenanigans.

-BOTH:

-Sorry, sir.

SHE CONTINUES SPEAKING IN BRAJIKISTANI

I'm sorry, I really don't understand.

Excuse me, Bennett High. This is our visiting student, Bianca -

top junior athlete from Brajikistan, here on an exchange programme.

SHE SPEAKS IN BRAJIKISTANI

-What did she say?

-No idea. I only understand one word of Brajikistani.

-What's that?

-"Yai".

-"Yie".

-Yie.

-Yai!

You know what? I'm going to tell them that you speak Brajikistani.

No, no, no! I don't currently speak the language, nor do I want to.

Look at the bigger picture - new kids are popular.

You might gain some popularity by association. Plus she's hot!

Hey, Principal Malone.

-Carl here speaks Brajikistani.

-No, I don't.

THEY SPEAK BRAJIKISTANI

I magicked it so Carl not only speaks fluent Brajikistani,

but it sounds just like English to him.

In fact, it'll sound just like English to you, too.

So welcome to the school.

Oh, thank you so much. Your Brajikistani is impeccable.

Thanks, I seem to have a gift for it.

Carl speaks Brajikistani. Thank goodness!

I was getting tired of drawing stick figures.

Well, you're going to be the perfect translator for Bianca.

-I'll leave her in your capable hands. Have fun.

-Yeah...

# 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

# I've got my wings from an angel

# Now we're winging it all the time

# I'm giving wings to an angel

# On the wings of an angel

# Now we gotta learn to fly! #

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I've never seen a girl throw free-throws like you.

She doesn't speak English, Serge.

I'm her translator. Serge, this is Bianca.

-Tell her she's an athletic goddess.

-He says you're good at basketball.

-I'm the best basketball player in my country.

-She says thanks!

-Time for running.

-Montclaire, run with me.

-What?

-Come on!

-Ask what her favourite sport is.

-What's your favourite sport?

How can I just choose one? My heart belongs to every sport.

-She loves them all.

-I love all of her.

-Tell her she is beautiful.

-You're beautiful.

-Thank you.

Come on!

-Look how fast my feet go!

-Keep up, Montclaire!

-Briasco. Briasco.

-How many...

how many laps did we do?

Three!

She takes my breath away.

Mine, too.

-My stuff!

-Ooh, nice magic, Denise.

I'm trying to clean out my locker,

but every time I try, weird stuff happens.

Yeah, my magic was off today too.

Maybe we should go see Dr Cassabi. He'll know what's going on.

-Hey, Dr Cassabi.

-Oh, thank goodness it's you two.

A bad beam in. I've been stuck for two periods.

Can I get an assist?

Oh, thanks.

This sort of mix-up happens every few thousand years or so.

It's the result of two universes getting too close together.

And that's why our magic's been off?

I'll book us an appointment to go upstairs for a magic recalibration.

SHE SPEAKS BRAJIKISTANI

Bianca says that Brajikistan is a very mountainous country.

It's like a mountain, mountain, flat, mountain, mountain, mountain.

Carl, tell Bianca that I love her outfit.

Britney says she loves your outfit.

She says thanks, and in her country, you're so pretty

you'd be a movie star.

In this country, I already am.

It's just that in this country, no-one knows it yet.

In my country, she's already a shining star.

In this country, it is you who is the shining star.

Hey, Carl, I've got to take care of something with Dr Cassabi.

-Is everything OK?

-Yeah, piece of cake. Cover for me at home

and tell my teachers I had the flu or pneumonia

-or some other disease of your choice.

-Head lice?

-No.

-How about lunch?

-Hey! Hi, honey,

I was just dropping this box off for the book drive.

Mum, this is Bianca. She's here for an exchange programme for two weeks.

Hola, Bianca.

Bienvenuto to nuestra country!

Should I bother telling her that you can't understand,

no matter how loud she speaks?

-Why don't you invite Bianca for dinner tonight?

-Oh, yeah, sure.

Would you like to come to dinner at my house tonight?

Oh, yes, that is a great honour.

I will try to find a fajita recipe.

-What was that?

-I was just practising my Spanish, Carlos!

All right people, let's go, I haven't got all day.

Actually, you do. You have an eternity.

Oh, funny, I haven't heard that one before

and I've only been here for... all eternity!

Big surprise, Denise is the most off.

Big surprise, Porter can buzz off.

Now the perfect calibration score is 1.000. Every angel has to get above

0.851 if they want to be able to do magic again.

The Angel Lateral Index Configuration test.

You each have to create the most pure colour of blue that you can.

Dr Cassabi, you are fully recalibrated.

-Whoa, nice job, Dr Cassabi.

-Yeah, how did you do that?

Well, I don't move the hand, the hand moves me.

You two must complete more tests. Dr Cassabi, I'll stamp your forms.

-I got more blue than you.

-No way. Look at the calibration scores.

-Mine is higher.

-For now.

But when were done, Ill bet I end up with the higher score.

OK, I'll take that bet.

But if I win,

you tell Dr Cassabi you don't want him as your supervisor

and that you want to be reassigned.

OK. But then if I win, you have to agree to step aside as well

and let me be Dr Cassabi's AIT instead of you.

Oh, so that's how you want it to be?

-Is that how you want it to be?

-So, it's like that?

-It's like that.

-OK.

Wow, that was good for once, Mum. We should have company over more often.

-I wouldn't want her to think that we can't cook in this country.

-Yeah.

-What is being said?

-Oh, we are just making fun

of my mum's cooking, because we've got the right to.

-That's why we end up eating out a lot.

-What's she saying?

She loves your cooking.

Oh, thank you. Gracias. Becky,

-why don't you take Bianca to the living room for dessert?

-Sure.

She is vibing you.

Mum, she's cool, but I have no interest in dating her.

The only reason she's here is cos only I can understand her.

Not cos you're a hottie?

Please! No guy wants to hear his mum call him a hottie!

Even if he's on fire. Trust me, she's not into me.

Oh, she must have thought those compliments

were coming from me but I was just translating Serge!

KNOCK ON DOOR

-Oh, hey, Carl.

-Serge. What are you doing here?

Oh, you know. Serge was just around.

You were sneaking in my mum's rose bushes and decided to pick one?

-Yeah. Mind if I come in?

-Yeah. I do mind.

Thank you. Very gracious of you.

Bianca.

I missed you, Carl.

-What's she saying, Montclaire?

-She missed...

-Me?

-Sure.

-Yay!

-Yay!

-Yay!

-Yay!

-Yay.

Wow. Brajikistan sounds wonderful. Tell her it sounds wonderful.

Your country sounds wonderful.

Serge says that your country sounds wonderful.

Not as wonderful as you.

Oh, no, I'm not wonderful. Not at all.

Tell her that her eyes are the same colour as their national bird.

-I looked it up.

-He says your eyes are the same colour as your bird.

-What does that even mean?

-No idea.

-Ask her something else.

-Like what?

I don't know, something that makes me sound witty, romantic and rich.

-Serge wants to know...

-Serge bores me!

How do boys in your country show affection?

-What's she saying?

-She wants to know how boys here show affection.

Sweet! Tell her that we do push-ups!

Oh, I'll get you some water, Serge.

It's best to hydrate after push-ups.

Serge here can do over a hundred push-ups in under a minute.

Bianca can do a hundred kisses in under a minute. Want to see, Carl?

Get on my back, Becky!

CARL AND BIANCA CHAT IN BRAJIKSTANI

Is she looking?

-What's she saying? Is she seeing my super-human strength?

-Oh...

I don't think she's seeing anything but Carl's neck.

Serge came for dinner, not betrayal.

Serge!

What happened?

BIANCA SPEAKS IN BRAJIKISTANI

-What's "babalini"?

-Uh, she just called me her boyfriend.

Hey, that was mine!

OK, you barely beat me.

I hope you're ready to kiss your AIT status goodbye.

Serge! Uh, look, about last night...

You mean the night I was invited to dinner

and flirted with my girlfriend?

-She's not your girlfriend.

-Says you.

The point is, Bianca was just...

Uh, showing me a wrestling move!

A wrestling move? How stupid do you think I am?!

Let's stick to one subject at a time.

-Agreed.

-Trust me, Serge. I have no interest in Bianca.

-You two are a better match.

-Right, but if you get in the way,

I'll take it out on your guts. I'm crazy about Bianca!

Besides sports and pizza, she's all I think about.

I even started listening to Brajikistani music.

MIX OF RUSSIAN-STYLE FOLK MUSIC WITH HIP-HOP

I don't like it, but I listen to it.

Can't wait to win this bet

and bask in the glory of a Porter-free high school.

Oh, it'll be Porter-free all right. Porter'll be free of you.

Now, switch to size magic.

-Ha! Beat that!

-Oh, I will.

OK.

Look up.

I'm awesome! And you're not.

Porter, I could really use some angel magic right now.

-Where are you?

-Talking to yourself?

I do that when I'm practising for the debating club.

I'm debating about Bianca. She wants me reassigned to boyfriend.

You spoke the language of love.

More like, "You're not my type but I'm forced to hang out with you".

She's not your type? Why not?

Uh, well, because she can bench-press me. For fun.

She's basically a female Serge.

She's nothing like Serge. She's really hot.

OK, Bianca is really hot and I would love to go out with her.

But there's an order to this world.

Really hot people go out with other really hot people.

Just the way it is. And Bianca is at a level way, way, way above me.

If you mess with the order, you just get burned. By really hot people.

-Bianca!

-I've been waiting for your soft embrace for such a long time.

What are you doing? Someone might see us.

Uh, Serge saw us!

This isn't what it looks like, believe me.

I don't got to do anything!

Except vanquish my foes.

Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice...

That's twice the amount of fooling.

Shame on me... No, no, there's no shame on me.

Uh, fool me three times and shame the...

Oh, what's the point?

My heart's broken, so are my fists.

You got it, buddy!

I got this one! I got this one!

See what you've done to me, Montclaire?

I don't even have the heart to sink a basket any more.

-I'll turn you into a guy that she'll fall for.

-What do I have to do?

-You have to be suave and debonair.

-I don't what those words mean.

If you're going to help me, stop speaking Brajikistani.

But I'm not speaking Brajik... OK, I'll stick to English.

-Last week in Mrs Lennox's drama class...

-I've got a code seven.

Serge is love-sick for Bianca. How love-sick?

He can't hit a basket from inside the key.

Bennett High have tournament next week.

If he doesn't win her over, he'll be crushed.

Not good for Serge, not good for the school. So, what we need to do

-is give him a makeover.

-Makeover! Yes!

-I love makeovers!

-ALL:

-Code seven!

-Makeover, right. Let's do this!

-First, we have to get rid of this.

-Ugh! I feel so naked.

Walking with this on your head will improve your posture.

For added effect, it's actually about improving your posture.

You know what? Try this.

All right!

Listen, you have to be relaxed if you want to make a good impression.

Look at Alex. Just copy him.

Think of puppy dogs hugging unicorns.

Good...better...uncanny.

You need to get above 0.850 to be fully recalibrated,

otherwise you won't return to Earth.

Now, the final calibration and your last chance

is accelerated growth magic.

Bianca, you're early. I didn't ask you to be here until seven.

I couldn't wait for our date to begin.

Well, it is a date, but it's not our date.

Your Brajikistani isn't good, I'm having trouble understanding you.

Serge really likes you. And I've been working with him

to help him show you how much he cares for you.

Bianca! It is very nice to see you.

-Serge speaks Brajikistani?

-I taught him a few words.

I will fly to the food man and get magical pizza snacks

and containers of liquid refreshment.

The lesson wasn't very long.

Come on, grow!

I can't keep up my magic!

-I can do it myself!

-OK, OK! No need to snap at me!

Woo!

Recalibrated. Recalibrated.

Wow! 0.979!

Once again, who's awesome?

Yeah, awesome.

I'll honour our bet and ask Dr Cassabi to reassign me.

Oh, Carl. I want to kiss your face.

Ha-ha, but if you do that, Serge might do something else to my face.

This really means a lot to him.

I want to kiss you, but I won't. I understand what's going on.

SHE SPEAKS IN BRAJIKISTANI

I know that Carl is in a class way above me

and that our affection will never be.

Everyone in this country has so much wealth and prosperity and freedom,

I bet you, Carl, has at least ten goats.

So it is understandable that we will be like Romeo and Juliet,

two ships to pass each other in the night.

This doesn't change my feelings for you, Carl,

but I will enjoy this date with Serge.

-For you, my sweet.

-Thanks.

And now, the Brajikistani national anthem.

MUSIC STARTS UP

SERGE SINGS BRAJIKISTANI NATIONAL ANTHEM

Time to drop the puck.

Congratulations on your successful recalibration.

-Thanks, Dr Cassabi.

-Yeah, thanks.

Now that I'm recalibrated, I want you to reassign me.

What? Really?

Yeah, I want to be reassigned to get away from Earth for a while.

She's joking. She wants her second period spare reassigned.

Same as me. So I don't have to spend a free period keeping an eye on her.

-Ah.

-Yeah.

All right, well, I'll, uh, look into it.

I admit it, I feel kind of bad for Denise.

She hasn't been in human form for very long

and she's had it kind of rough so far.

Maybe she needs someone to give her a break.

-Why the change of heart?

-Did you think our bet was serious?

I was just joking. And I knew you could never beat me.

Thanks, Porter. I want to be a full angel just as badly as you do,

so Ill keep fighting for my fair share of Dr Cassabi.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

-All right, other angels are waiting.

-This trip's on me.

Ah.

Your official magic recalibration certificates. Impressive scores.

That's where you've been!

I thought he left me alone to learn a life lesson on my own.

Yeah, sure, that too.

Oh, Porter, can I talk to you for a minute?

Yeah, sure thing, Dr Cassabi.

I reviewed the last challenge on angel playback

and saw how you helped Denise.

-That sort of thing is forbidden.

-Sorry, I saw someone in trouble.

Isn't that what we angels do?

Well, it is, but if you hadn't helped Denise,

you would have beaten the high score.

Really? I had no idea I was even close.

Usually, I'm the one always messing up my magic.

Your natural abilities are powerful, so they're harder to control.

-Cool. I just thought I was irresponsible.

-Yeah, that too.

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