Episode Twelve « All Cleared Up

OpeningInside a high-school classroom, JAMES is sat in a chair next to an older man. The older man looks at JAMES looking over to the clock stuck on the wall. JAMES lets out a sigh and rolls his eyes.

MR. SMITH: James?
MR. SMITH: Stop looking at that clock as if you’re a contestant on Flavor of Love.
JAMES: I just don’t understand why you had to change your mind and insist on coming to this Parent-Teacher night.
MR. SMITH: Because you’re a bright boy, James. I don’t think you deserve to be in the remedial math class anymore.
JAMES: You never said anything before.
MR. SMITH: This is an important school year for you and I just want to make sure you’re being tested to the best of your abilities.
JAMES: Listen, you’ve seen all of my other teachers, they’ve done nothing but sing my praises; can’t we just go already, I mean it’s been five minutes, he’s obviously not going to–
MR. BEECHAM: Mister Smith, sorry to keep you waiting.
MR. SMITH: Not a problem. So, when can we expect James to start his new class?
MR. BEECHAM: Oh, well I checked his records and James has indeed shown much improvement since switching classes. As long as he’s okay with it I think he should fit in just fine starting next week.
MR. SMITH: Excellent, thank you very much.
MR. SMITH stands up along with MR. BEECHAM and vigorously shakes the teacher’s hand. As MR. SMITH is shown to the door JAMES hangs his head low and begins sobbing.
MR. BEECHAM: James; that is alright with you, isn’t it?
MR. SMITH: Of course it is! Get up, James.
JAMES lets out a wail and buries his face into his hands. MR BEECHAM caringly walks over to JAMES and puts a hand on his shoulder.
MR. BEECHAM: Whatever’s the matter?
JAMES looks up at MR. BEECHAM with a sad puppy-dog expression.
JAMES: I think there’s something you should know.
MR. SMITH: James, car, now!
JAMES: No, Dad! I can’t hide my true feelings any longer.
MR. BEECHAM: What is this, what’s going on?
JAMES: I’ve been lying to you.
MR. SMITH: Oh crap!
MR. SMITH slams the door shut and begrudgingly sits back down next to JAMES.
JAMES: I’m not really bad at math, I just pretend to be.
MR. BEECHAM: I see; and I take it you knew about this, Mister Smith?
MR. SMITH: I knew he was being a wussy bee-yotch.
JAMES: Dad, I think it’s time Kyle – Err, I mean Mister Beecham, knew what was really going on.
MR. BEECHAM: James, were you having problems with some of your classmates?
JAMES: Not exactly.
MR. SMITH: If you just keep quiet I’ll let you stay in the remedial class.
MR. BEECHAM: Mister Smith, if James is being bullied he’s doing the right thing by telling me.
MR. SMITH: Well he’s not being bullied, is he? Tell him what the problem is, James.
JAMES: I didn’t want to say anything at first, I thought once I switched classes the… harassment would stop.
MR. SMITH rolls his eyes as MR. BEECHAM listens intently.
MR. BEECHAM: You can tell me who’s bullying you; I assure you the situation will be handled with extreme caution.
JAMES: I genuinely needed help in the beginning, but once I started to stay after class things began to get too much and the stuff Valerie asked from me…
MR. BEECHAM: Whoa, whoa, are you referring to Miss May?
JAMES: She pressured me, told me I was special; that if I kept quiet she’d show me things.
MR. SMITH: It’s just not natural, I tell ya!
MR. BEECHAM: I agree.
MR. SMITH: The boy was being offered it on a frickin’ plate and he says no!
MR. BEECHAM: Mister Smith! If James’s allegations are true then I assure you this is not something we take lightly. If you don’t mind, James, I’d like to call Miss May into hear this. Perhaps this has just all been a big misunderstanding.
JAMES: No, you can’t!
MR. BEECHAM takes JAMES’ hand and squeezes it.
MR. BEECHAM: I assure you, whatever the outcome nobody will blame you.
JAMES: Oh, okay!
As MR. BEECHAM walks out of the room JAMES tilts his head and stares intently at his backside.
MR. SMITH: I hope you’re happy.
JAMES: Oh I’m ecstatic!


Various pre-filmed footage of the character’s jumping around a park intercut with future scenes from the show. Each character’s name is pulled on by a hoping CGI bunny.

“Every birthday, my mom would say to me,
You’re another year older and you’re still getting spottier.

But then she died and I moved in with my sister,
I’m called Jamie, she’s Calista and our Mom is a robot!

All Cleared Up!
I really wanna scream it loud!

All Cleared Up!
I want them all to know!

All Cleared Up!
I really hope that things will be,

All Cleared Up for me!”