Adam quotes from My Gym Partner's a Monkey

Henry

[walking by, carrying his suitcases] Well, see y'all later. I'm off like a herd of turtles to Greenland.

Did you just say "going to Greenland?"

Henry

Yes, ma'am, I did.

But we've been so nice to you. We even threw you a party. True, it showed how little we actually know about you, but still, we tried.

Henry

That's just it, y'all. I ain't used to this sort of treatment. Y'all being so nice to me, well, it's sort of freaking me out.

You mean, we've been suppressing our hostility for nothing?

Henry

Well, you see, negative attention's the way to my heart.

You want negative attention, we'll give you negative attention. GET HIM!

All right, everyone, who is ready to learn? [the Spiffies take their seats] When we left off yesterday, we had discovered three other ways Gillian could have easily gotten off the island.

Intruder alert! Intruder alert!

We're goners, Jake! You know he loves that marquee! We gotta get rid of it!

I will not! We're in love.

[barges in the classroom] STOP!!!

What's the meaning of this, Pixiefrog? I was promised complete autonomy.

Mr. Spidermonkey has my marquee post!

That monkey's always being disruptive, usually with his butt. If only there was something I could do to stop him. If only there was a way. [starts daydreaming in a medieval world]

♫ The knights moved through the murky bog to see the warthog fair / The bog beast who patrols the muck will make things mighty hair…y ♫

AAH! You hear that?! A bog beast!

There's no such thing as a bog beast. That's just a myth perpetuated by Adam and his stupid lute. Well, believe me, if there was a bog beast, he'd be no match for me.

BOG SHARKOWSKI!

A real myth! The bog beast!

Well, the general thinking is that you take the two things there and manipulate them to propel the craft.

Yes, yes. I do believe you're right.

You mean to tell me none of you have ever been in a boat, before?

No, too competitive.

Too risky.

I have a rowing allergy.

Water chafes my rumpus.

Y equals MC squared.

Daniel, you live in the water. Surely, you must know something about boats.

Nope, I can't ride in boats because of my allergies, and I get seasick easily, which is why my mother and father can't ever take vacations, because of me.

♫ The knights sailed off to flee the bog, way out into the sea / Beware the calls of sirens' songs, or dead we all shall be ♫

[looks through his telescope and sees sirens, sitting on rocks, vocalizing] Slap my trapezoid! It's sirens! They're trying to lure us with their songs so we'll crash into the rocks! Turn, jester, turn!

[monotoned] Can't…resist. Must…speak…sporadically.

Sweet isosceles! We're doomed! I think I need… my siren repellent! [uses his inhaler to blow puff clouds at the sirens, causing them to retreat, diving back into the ocean]

Is there something you'd like to share with the rest of us, Mr. Lyon?

[hides the note behind his back; smiling nervously] Uh, no.

What about that note behind your back?

Wha… what note?

No games, Mr. Lyon, I know it's there. Get up here and read it.

Yes, sir. [glares at Jake for a second, gets up from his desk, and walks to the front of the room]

Go ahead, Mr. Lyon.

[looks at the note, written in gibberish] I can't read this.

[impatiently] You've wasted enough of my time, Mr. Lyon. Now read.

Okay. [in gibberish] Gobbledy, gooberwonka, wonka slageeoobracheen.

[insulted] Are you mocking me with a secret language, Mr. Lyon?

No, sir, I can't read this.

Well, here's something you can read. [writes and gives Adam a slips for detention]

[dismayed] Detention?

Now, back to your seat.

[remorsefully] Yes, sir.

What's with Mr. Hornbill today?

He's a bit shaky from giving up his daily cup of hot brewed swamp water.

No talking in class!

Sorry, Mr. Horn--

No apologizing! Detention!