[Testaburger residence; Wendy is in her room doing her homework]
TMrs. Testaburger
[calling from downstairs] Wendy?!
TMrs. Testaburger
We need to talk you, right now! [Wendy leaves her room and comes downstairs to the living room, she and her husband are both very displeased] Wendy, have you been bullying kids at school?
TMrs. Testaburger
Well, do you want to explain why this little boy's mother had to come talk to us?
[Cartman and his mother are both sitting on the couch while Liane comforts him]
TMr. Testaburger
Did you tell this little boy you were going to beat him up?
You don't understand. He said horrible things.
[sobbing and sniffling] The thing is I totally said I was sorry. But she still wants to beat me up. [grabs Liane's blouse and cries into it as she comforts him]
TMrs. Testaburger
Wendy, no matter what a person says, you don't respond with violence. Haven't we taught you that?
[still sniffling] The thing is, Wendy, I really think you're awesome, and I know I'm just a nerdy little weakling to you, but, I want to be your friend, because I don't have that many friends in schooool. [starts crying even harder as Liane continues to comfort him]
TMrs. Testaburger
Wendy, you tell this little boy you aren't going to hurt him!
TMrs. Testaburger
Now, young lady.
[to Cartman] I'm not going to hurt you.
TMr. Testaburger
If there is any word of you fighting at school, it's over for you, missy. Do you understand?
TMrs. Testaburger
We're so sorry about this, Mrs. Cartman.
Oh, no, thank you so much for your time.
TMr. Testaburger
It really won't happen again.
[Cartman looks at Wendy, then makes faces at her and sticks out both his middle fingers, double flipping her off; Wendy gets pissed, but can't do anything now]
You're very sweet. Thank you again. Come on, muffin.
[stops making faces and looks up at her, then joins her as she walks to the front door] Okay, Mommy. Mamamama.
[Mr. Mackey is in his home office on a Zoom meeting with the parents]
M'kay, welcome, parents, to this all-school town meeting to talk about how we're gonna get your kids back into the classroom. Can everyone hear me okay? [the parents all replying] Okay, well, parents, we've made some amazing adjustments and hirings, m'kay? We believe we can welcome students back on Monday. M'kay?
How are you going to do this?
Yeah, what happens when my son is sitting in a room with Craig Tucker, whose father doesn't even wear a mask outside?
Oh, here we fucking go again. Stop mask shaming, Stotch!
Well, it's really not a mask if you wear it down around your chin. That's a chin diaper.
There's no real proof that a mask even fuckin' does anything!
Spoken like a true redneck.
[The parents all start talking over each other in annoyed anger]
Okay. Okay, everyone. Alright. [presses a key on his computer keyboard silence muting everyone] Mmkay! I just muted everybody! Okay! Now, if we don't get along, I'll just sit here with you all on mute! Okay, now let's try this again. [presses a key, unmuting everyone]
TMs. Tweak
I saw Wendy's mother not wearing a mask in the changing room at Ross.
TMrs. Testaburger
The fuck are you doing spying on me in the changing room?!
Okay! BOOM! [mute silences everyone again] You're all muted! M'kay? I can do this all day! Now, we've made changes at the school, and we feel prepared to welcome your students back! [Roger raises his hand] Mr. Donovan.
RRoger
I don't care what changes you've made. My son Clyde is not going to class.
And that is your prerogative. Mute. Uhkay, Mrs. Marsh.
I thought that the issue was the teachers not coming back.
That is correct. Our teaching staff does not feel safe to return, but… we have hired all new teachers, m'kay? These are people who have recently lost their jobs due to recent events and are desperate for work. Uhkay, so they'll do just about anything.
Butters?! Butters, you get back to quarantine or you're gonna be grounded!
Hey, Stotch! You heard what the scientists said! Get your diaper up over you mustache area!
I'm not wearing a damn diaper over my nose!
TMrs. Testaburger
Don't you care about people?!
Yeah, we care way more about what's right than you do, bitch! [punches Mrs. Testaburger in the face as she falls to the ground and gets punched in return by Thomas]