- Correct, Melissa, the Odyssey is overrated. And today
we are going to talk about-- [loudly] Megan, Naomi! How many times
do I have to tell you to stop talking in class? - Sorry, Mr. Ferkiss. - We'll be quiet. - I've heard that one before. I'm gonna have
to separate you two, okay? Megan, go sit by the window. - What?! - No, please! Mr. Ferkiss: You heard me! Don't make me ask twice,
say your goodbyes. [emotional music] - [melodramatically]
I don't know how to say goodbye to you. You're like a sister to me. - [melodramatically]
This world is cruel and vast, but our friendship
can survive. Here, take this parchment,
dear sister. Write me. I will write you. We will be together again
some day. [music continues] - All right,
let's keep it pushin'! Both:
[grunting in frustration] - So dumb! Megan: Sorry, excuse me. Mr. Ferkiss: Okay,
let's move on. This week, we're talking
about Greek philosophy, okay? - [melodramatically]
Dearest Naomi, I hope this letter
finds you well. I am writing to you
from across the classroom. Everything is strange
and different. I am seated
directly beneath the vent; I do so hope
I shant catch a chill, for the heathens
and mongrels that surround me will likely be
of little help. - Hey, tall girl, I can't see. - [normal voice] Oh, sorry. Oh, I do so miss you, dearest sister
from another mister. Love, Megan. [music ends] [parchment paper crinkling] Mr. Furkiss: Odysseus
couldn't get from Troy all the way to Greece on just his own
little flippers, am I right? [chuckles] And Homer knew that. He was blind, but he wasn't,
you know, not on a boat. That's what I always say. Anyway-- ♪♪ [parchment paper crinkling] ♪♪ - Dearest Megan, your letter filled my heart
with both joy and sorrow. How I long for the days where we would
laugh together, unhindered by the ominous
and hateful eye of Mr. Ferkiss. - Part One of the Odyssey
is mostly about... - Speaking of,
have you noticed that he [normal, disgusted tone]
totally has pit stains?! - Boats. Naomi: How embarr! Mr. Ferkiss: Okay? ♪♪ [parchment paper crinkling] ♪♪ [music fades
and carefree music begins] - Precious Naomi, I appear
to have caught a chill from the harsh climate on this side
of the classroom, although the desk over here
does come with a pen nook. However,
these things bring me no joy, for I am without you. - [sighs] My cherished friend
Megan, I apologize
for not having written in some time. I come bearing
delightful news! I have just been asked
to Spring Formal by Jake Patelli. - [chuckles awkwardly] - He is kind
and he is handsome and he has a trampoline
in his backyard. Megan: Knowing
that you are happy brings me joy. This is a monumental occasion
and I shant miss it. The world may try
to keep us apart, but I will find my way
to you. [intense adventure music
plays] [flapping of wings] ♪♪ [flapping of wings] - If we are to reunite,
we must do so under the most secret
of circumstances. - 'Tis a risk
I am willing to take, for you are about
to embark upon a new life with Jake Patelli and I must know if he is,
like, cute and stuff, you know? - Yes, of course,
but tread carefully; the consequences
could be far greater than we imagined. [thunder roars] [music fades] Mr. Ferkiss: Homer's Greek, Plato's Greek, Play-Doh is also a toy... What is not a toy-- - Okay, he's cute. - Right?! - Yeah. Mr. Ferkiss: Megan! Naomi! Detention! - I was sharpening my pencil!
- I didn't do anything-uh. [quick clicking of heels
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