Ben: Hey, Jerry, look at her.

Jerry: Who?

Ben: Her [sighs]

Jerry: Where?

Ben:[points] There in front.

Jerry: Do you mean…Mr. Focker?

Ben: Wait…is that? Mr. F?

Jerry: Uh huh. Generally the MAN teaching our class IS Mr. F.

Ben: Aw, man, he's such a hunk.

Jerry: [laughing] Ha ha he.

Ben: Don't laugh. I really never thought he was a guy.

Jerry: [laughs]

Ben: Ah, you're dead! [chases Jerry]

Jerry: [runs] AH! Ha ha…help…ha ha…I'm gonna wet in my pants…he ha

Ben: Dead meat!

Jerry: Stop or I'll! [pause; silence for eternity]

Ben: Ha ha ha. You wet your pants. Ha ha

Jerry: Mr. Focker? I'm in a stinkey mess; on the floor.

[Bree and Kat walk in]

Bree: What's that smell?

Kat: [walking to her desk] I don't know but [slips] Ow!

Bree: What's wrong?

Kat: I just fell in it! Ew! Ew!

Jerry: You fell in my pee.

Ben: he he

Bree: Oh my gosh!

Kat: Take me here and now!

Jerry: You want to fight me?

Kat: Ya [they start fighting]

Ben: [grabs Bree] Let's stop 'em.

Bree: No…[she slips too]

Ben: [pulled in] Oh my, gross.

[Kat falls on Bree and they all wrestle in the pee]

Bree: Boo hoo!

Ben: [sings] I've got sunshine. I've got rain. I've got my girl…

Jerry: Bring it on!

Kat: Hit me baby one more time…