Beverly: Thank you, Principal Ball, for scheduling this emergency meeting so that we can talk about what happened yesterday.
Dave Kim: Crack attack!
Brian Walls: Thunder from Down Under.
JC Spink: [coughs] Colon bowlin'. [laughter]
Principal Ball: Stop! We are not replacing Bike Week to have a discussion about a faculty member's flatulence.
Beverly: I see. Well, I guess my time here really has come to an end. I'm sorry it ended this way.
Adult Adam: [v.o.] Turns out I didn't want it to end this way, either.
Adam: Wait. Mom... You made gym, a class I normally hate, into something fun. And not just for me but for all the students here. [students murmuring] Why should one horrible, life-scarring moment mean your time is done? Last week, my glasses fell into the toilet, and I couldn't fish them out, which meant, a whole day of... [removes glasses to reveal lazy eye] [students exclaim] I mean, who here hasn't done something embarrassing?
Brea: I barfed on seventh-grade picture day, and they made me wear the only T-shirt in the lost and found. So for the rest of the year, I had a new nickname... [bleep] Last Resort.