Reece The Couch(Transcript)

It is a nice day today, Reece, Blake and Jenny are introducing the choir and theatre kids some new inventions powered up by different chemicals they made from chemistry class.

Reece: So here is the snow-go-away-inator, the make-snow-disappear-inator.

Brad: Hold up! Aren't those 2 the same thing?

Blake: No, this one has a handle.

Reece: And then, we got his-

Reece accidentally blasted a gadget on himself.

Reece: Uh oh.

Zoe: What? What is going on?

Jenny: Looks like Reece had just blasted himself, with the couch-inator.

Everyone: (gasps)

Reece: That means I'm going to turn into a couch. For example, my legs are now cushion.

Everyone: (screams)

Kandace: How do we stop it?

Reece: Well there's good news, there is a couch-uncouch-inator. And then, there's the bad news, it's locked inside this briefcase.

Reece showed everyone the briefcase the couch-uncouch-inator is in.

Danna: Maybe it would make more sense to lock up the gadget that turns you into the thing, instead of the gadget that fixes you!

Reece: That's a very good point. I'd love to talk about this more but my fingers have turned into couch legs.

Reece showed his fingers which turned into couch legs.

Everyone: (screams)

Reece: Then there's more bad news. I forgot the code to unlock the briefcase.

Blake and Jenny: Reece!

Reece: All I remember is that the 3 numbers add up to 50.

James: But there are many combinations that add up to 50. The code could be anything.

Reece: But there's good news, I knew I was going to forget codes, so I hypnotised three people and told each one of the numbers.

George: You can hypnotise people?

Reece: Yeah, but that's not my power.

Raphael: Cool!

Molly: Who knows the numbers?

Reece: Victoria, Annika and Samuel. What you have to do is clap your hands 2 times, say 'couch alert' and they'll tell you the info.

Zoe: Got it.

Reece: But, make sure nobody finds out I'm turning into a couch because Ms. Jackson-

It was too late, Reece has turned into a couch.

Everyone: (screams)

Thaiyo: This is not the way I thought today was gonna go.

Blake: Guys, we will do this, together. Jenny, come with me, we are going to find Victoria for the first number.

Harvey: But what about me?

Blake: Stay here, Victoria and I have history.

Jenny: But Victoria is a really bad girl.

Blake: I know, but if she has the number, we need to go up to her.

Jenny: Are you sure this is safe, I haven't done anything with you, only Reece.

Blake: Reece is my best friend, we need to save him from being a couch. Wait here.

Blake went back to the auditorium.

Blake: You lot, guard the couch.

Luke: What do you mean "guard the couch?" It's a couch, where is it gonna go?

Blake left with Jenny to find Victoria. Meanwhile, the couch is gone.

Yuto: Luke?

Luke: What?

Zoe: The couch is gone.

George: We need to find it, c'mon.

Song: Tik Tok by Ke$ha

Kandace: #Wake up in the morning #Feelin' like P. Diddy #Grab my glasses #I'm out the door #I'm gonna hit this city #Before I leave #Brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack #'Cause when I leave for the night #I ain't coming back#

Zoe: #I'm talking pedicure on our #Tryin' on all our #Boys blowing up our #Drop-topping, playing our favourite #Pulling up to the #Trying to get a little bit tipsy#

All: #Toes, toes #Clothes, clothes #Phones, phones #CD's #Parties #Don't stop, make it pop #DJ, blow my speakers up #Tonight, I'mma fight #'Til we see the sunlight #Tik, tok, on the clock #But the party don't stop, no #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Don't stop, make it pop #DJ, blow my speakers up #Tonight, I'mma fight #'Til we see the sunlight #Tik, tok, on the clock #But the party don't stop, no #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh!#

Danna: #Ain't got a care in world #But got plenty of beer #Ain't got no money in my pocket #But I'm already here! #And now the dudes are lining up #'Cause they hear we got swagger #But we kick 'em to the curb #Unless they look like Mick Jagger#

Sheryl: #I'm talking about everybody getting #Boys trying to touch my #Gonna smack him if he getting too #we goin' til they kick us #Or the police shut us #Police shut us

All: #Crunk, crunk #Junk, junk #Drunk, drunk #Now, now #Out, out #Down, down #Down, down #Po-po shut us down... #Don't stop, make it pop #DJ, blow my speakers up #Tonight, I'mma fight #'Til we see the sunlight #Tik, tok, on the clock #But the party don't stop, no #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Don't stop, make it pop #DJ, blow my speakers up #Tonight, I'mma fight #'Til we see the sunlight #Tik, tok, on the clock #But the party don't stop, no #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh!#

Molly: #You build me up #You break me down #My heart, it pounds #Yeah, you got me #With my hands up #You got me now #You got that sound #Yeah, you got me#

Emily: #Oh, oh, ohh#

Molly: #You build me up

Emily and Molly: #You break me#

All: #Down#

Molly: #My heart, it pounds #Yeah, you got me#

Emily: #Oh, oh, ohh#

Molly: #With my hands up#

Emily: #Put your hands up #Put your hands up! #Nah, nah, nah#

Molly: #Now the party don't start 'til I walk in#

All: #Don't stop #Make it pop #DJ, blow my speakers up #Tonight, I'mma fight #Til we see the sunlight #Tik, tok, on the clock #Ohh #But the party don't stop, no #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Don't stop #Make it pop #DJ, blow my speakers up #Tonight, I'mma fight #'Til we see the sunlight #Tik, tok, on the clock #But the party don't stop, #no #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh! #Oh, woah, who, oh #Ooh!#

Jenny and Blake went to the 11B classroom where Victoria is because she got detention for vaping in school.

Blake: Victoria!

Victoria: Blake Edward Thomson-Cheng and Jenny Violet Tran, I'm at the middle of detention. Can you please scram?

Jenny: Oscar turned into a... a... Never mind about what Reece turned into. I need the number he gave you to open his briefcase.

Victoria: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Blake clapped his hands 2 times.

Blake: Couch alert!

Then, Victoria became hypnotised.

Victoria: If I bullied 45 victims and let Emma bully 8, how many victims do I have left?

Jenny: (sighs) Reece hid the number in a word problem? Why would he do that?

Blake: Maybe we could use the number line for this. This is a subtraction problem, so we should go through the steps.

Blake got out his phone.

Blake: So Victoria started with 45 victims and then she let Emma bully 8.

Jenny: So 8 got taken away!

Blake: Exactly, so 45 minus 8 is, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 37! Yes! We have to go back to the auditorium! Jenny, would you mind?

Jenny: Oh, yes.

Jenny clapped her hands 2 times.

Jenny: Uncouch alert!

Jenny and Blake ran out of the Year 11B classroom.

Victoria: Must've fallen asleep there for a second.

Meanwhile, the choir and theatre kids were looking all over the school to find the couch. Then, they noticed that one of the Year 10 students who haven't joined any club, Lawrence, was sitting on it. He is eating spaghetti messily there too.

Luke: Lawrence! What are you doing?

Lawrence: Relaxing. Can you believe somebody just threw this thing out?

Calum: We didn't, we left it right... We need it back.

Lawrence: Oh I see, the fancy-pants choir, theatre and orchestra kids get a couch, but not the kids not joining any clubs.

Thaiyo: Is that a hole?

Lawrence: I like to think of it as a really bad stain I managed to get rid of.

Oakley: Lawrence, I need this coach back. If you give it to us... I'll clean your classroom for a week.

Lawrence: How about 18 years?

Oakley: How about 2 weeks?

Lawrence: Deal.

Raphael: Thanks, Lawrence. You don't know how important this couch is.

Lawrence: Just watch out for the gum.

Raphael noticed blue, sticky gum on his hand.

Raphael: (groans)

Meanwhile, Jenny and Blake came back to the auditorium, and then typed 37 on the code. But the others and the couch weren't there, until they came back with a messy couch.

Jenny: Oi! What happened to Reece?

Everyone: Lawrence happened.

Blake: Good news, we got one number. Just 2 more left to open the briefcase.

Jenny: Who will get the numbers?

Zoe: George and I will, Annika and I have history.

George: You lot look after the couch.

Zoe: Trust us, it's way harder.

Zoe and George left for Annika.

Blake: What do you mean 'way harder?'

James: Blake?

Then, the couch disappeared again.

Blake: Oh no.

Tristan: Not again.

Song: I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At The Disco

Tristan: #Oh, well, imagine #As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor #And I can't help but to hear #No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words#

Kandace: #"What a beautiful wedding! #What a beautiful wedding!”, says a bridesmaid to a waiter #"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame #The poor groom's bride is a whore"#

All: #I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of #Closing the goddamn door?!" #No, it's much better to face these kinds of things #With a sense of poise and rationality #I chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of #Closing the goddamn door?!" #No, it's much better to face these kinds of things #With a sense of...#

James: #Oh, well, in fact #Well, I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our #Marriage is saved, well, this calls for a toast #So pour the champagne#

Blake: #Oh! Well, in fact #Well, I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our #Marriage is saved, well, this calls for a toast #So pour the champagne, pour the champagne#

All: #I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of #Closing the goddamn door?!" #No, it's much better to face these kinds of things #With a sense of poise and rationality #I chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of #Closing the goddamn door?!" #No, it's much better to face these kinds of things #With a sense of poise and rationality#

Connor: #Again...#

All: #I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of #Closing the goddamn door?!" #No, it's much better to face these kinds of things #With a sense of poise and rationality #I chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of #Closing the goddamn door?!" #No, it's much better to face these kinds of things #With a sense of poise and rationality#

Brad: #Again...#

Meanwhile, Zoe and George went to the choir room where Annika is vaping in.

George: Eww... vape?

Zoe: Annika!

Zoe clapped her hands 2 times and Annika became hypnotised.

Annika: If I have 16 dolls and I give 5 to Yuka and 3 to Hazel, how many do I have left.

George: Another Maths problem? I'm horrid at this.

Zoe: We can do this, let's take this one step at a time using the number line.

Zoe took out her phone with a number line on it.

Zoe: So this is a subtraction problem, so we start off with 16, and we take away 5, 16-5. 1 2 3 4 5, that's 11. Then she gave away another 3, that means 11 minus 3. 1 2 3! The answer's 8! George, please do the honours.

George: Right.

George clapped his hands 2 times.

George: Uncouch alert!

Annika: What happened?

Zoe: You've gone too high in our classroom, time to tell Ms. Jackson.

Annika: What?

Meanwhile, the choir and theatre kids went to the cafeteria and noticed Yuka and Hazel decorating the couch with diamonds.

Zoe: Yuka? Hazel? What are you doing?

Yuka: Adding some bling to our couch to make it more like us.

Emily: This not your couch.

Hazel: Yes it is, you can tell because I have it.

Molly: But we need it because... well... because we just need it.

Yuka: I see, you think choir, theatre and orchestra kids deserve a couch more than the mean girls?

Kandace: No, that's not what we mean. Because you're mean girls, you always get the fancy-pants stuff while we get normal stuff.

Jenny: That's right, and remember this, if you want to join us, you never will.

Yuka: Okay fine, the couch is yours.

Danna: Thank you, now c'mon.

The choir and theatre kids got the couch back while George and Zoe came back to the auditorium.

George: What happened to Reece?

Everyone: Yuka and Hazel happened.

Zoe: Good news, we have Annika's number.

Zoe typed 8 on the next code.

George: All that's left is Samuel's number.

Luke: Samuel must be in the music room which also serves as the recording studio. We must go together, we're bringing the couch. Any student aside from us will take anything from around here if it's not nailed down.

As the choir and theatre kids were taking the couch to the music room/recording studio, Lawrence was about to take the briefcase.

Lawrence: Neat! Free briefcase!

Zoe: Grab that too.

George grabbed the briefcase and placed it firmly on the couch.

Zoe: Thank you.

Then, they went through the hallways on the second floor. Then they encountered one of the violin players in Samuel's orchestra, Rob.

Rob: Why are you taking the couch?

Zoe: We're looking for Samuel, have you seen him? You're one of the violin players.

Rob: Sorry, Samuel have just left for a vacation to New Zealand.

Aiden: How do we get the number to open this thing now?

Then Ms. Jackson came.

Ms. Jackson: You lot! Did you bring a couch to my school? Nobody gets a couch! I'm throwing this thing out!

New Hope Choir and Theatre Troupe: No!

Jenny: Ms. Jackson, it's not ours. It belongs in, um, the auditorium!

Lawrence: So the fancy theatre and choir kids get a couch?

Yuka: We dance, that's part of the theatre and choir.

Blake: We're a show choir, we dance too.

Lawrence: It belongs in the classrooms! Those who don't join choirs!

Hazel: We don't join choirs, that's being in a classroom.

Rob: Look, it belongs to the orchestra.

Jenny: Aren't we together?

Rob: Oh yeah, it belongs to the orchestra, theatre and choir.

Ms. Jackson: Um, that was a stretch.

Lawrence: Ms. Jackson, I'm on my feet all day.

Yuka: All day, we dance.

While a commotion started, the theatre and choir kids decided to solve it.

James: Why couldn't Reece just tell us the number?

Danna: He did! Reece said all the numbers add up to 50.

Tristan: So?

Jenny: So, if we add these 2 numbers, we can find out how many more we need to reach 50. The answer will be the last number.

Danna took out her phone and showed a number line.

Yuto: So what's 37 plus 8?

Molly: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. We just need to figure out how many numbers are in between 45 and 50.

Emily: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5!

Everyone: 5! The answer is 5!

Yuto pressed 5 on the code and the briefcase opened. Blake got out the gadget. Meanwhile, Ms. Jackson was about to split the couch.

Ms. Jackson: It's decided, we'll split the couch into 4 pieces.

Blake: Wait!

Blake blasted the couch-uncouch-inator and the couch turned back into Reece.

All: Reece?

Reece: Yeah, I turned myself into a couch.

Ms. Jackson: Oh, you lot should've told me that was Reece.

Jenny: It was Reece, Ms. Jackson.

Reece: Also, can someone get this rubbish out of me?

Zoe: We will, you better use the showers upstairs near the pool.

Reece: Alright.

Everyone: (laughs)