"Please, Rae, it does not matter who wins these student council elections." "I mean, the president never gets anything done." "We need a president who will actually do something." "This place is falling apart." "It's not that bad." "Uno, dos, tres..." "Come on, Rae, look at these lockers." "Yeah, I know." "It's horrible the way they just open up like that." "Ooh, girl, look-- the new Mary J. Blige CD." "Oh!" "I got to borrow this one." "You know what, it would be so easy to just get them fixed." "All you have to do is write a letter to the school maintenance department." "It's right there in Section G-42 of the student manual." "You know the student manual?" "You know, you should just run." "Rae, there's no running in the school hallways." "Section I-14, "Hallways:" "Do's and Don'ts."" "I meant you should run for student president." "Do's and Don'ts." "I don't know, Rae." "I'm not the kind of person people vote for." "You know, you've got to be, like, in the "in crowd"" "and who wants that?" "Yeah." "I do." "I don't know, I mean" "I know I'd be, like, a really good president, but..." ""But"?" "But what, Chelsea?" "I mean, you know about all the problems..." "And when you get elected could you please do something about that stench?" "Ben Sturky!" "Student council elections?" "I think I'm going to run." "I smell victory." "Oh, I'm sure everybody does." "Oh!" "Thanks!" "Rock the vote." "How about wash the vote?" "You know, Rae, I was thinking I wouldn't be that bad at it." "I could be a really good president." "You know, I'm friendly, I'm loyal, I'm energetic." "I just described a dog, didn't I?" "Well, yeah." "But, you know, people love dogs." "Think about it, Chels-- you against Ben Sturky?" "Girl, you do the math." "Actually, math wasn't my very best subject." "Okay, Rae, I want to do it." "You totally convinced me." "I want to run." "Oh, I never even would have thought about doing this if it wasn't for you." "Thank you." "Yeah... girl." "What are friends for?" "Yep, that's me." "Eddie, you should have seen this vision." "Chelsea got three votes and Ben got 187." "Did you tell her?" "No, I couldn't do that." "You know Chelsea." "I mean, she'll take it all personally." "I wouldn't do that to her." "Oh..." "look how cute she looks passing out her fliers." "Who wouldn't vote for that?" "My pistachio praline triple scoop!" "Oh, Mr. Lawler..." "I'm so sorry." "Oh, no problem." "Ah... what the heck." "How does she get two votes?" "No, three votes." "I'm on the fence." "Okay, Chels... this is how it breaks down." "In our school, there are 64 jocks 22 nerds" "16 hip-hoppers and three Jamaican exchange students." "Now, in order to get their votes you got to speak their language." "I mean, you gots to walk the walk and talk the talk." "Or walk the walk and chit the chat." "I just added my own little flair." "Yes, you sure did." "Don't." "We're going to start with the jocks." "Okay, there's two things you got to know, Chels." "You gots to keep it simple and you gots to grunt." "Yo." "Yo." "Yo-yo!" "Yo-yo!" "Ouch!" "Yo!" "Vote for Chelsea!" "Are we going to win this thing?" "Are we going to win this thing?" "Yeah, Coach-- we're going to win this thing!" "Go, go, go, go..." "Eddie, watch it!" "Your Aunt Lois is in that vase!" "Yo, Ma!" "Sorry, they were just helping me with my campaign." "Vote for Chelsea!" "Go..." "Chelsea!" "That was my jock!" "And it was very good." "Help her." "Well, you know you got my vote, baby." "Well, at least you know you got the round people's vote." "Okay..." "We're going to work on the hip-hoppers." "Oh, let me do that one." "We're talking about my girl, Chelsea, here" "I mean, she's in the heezy forsheezy" "She's off the chain" "She got my vote" "She got my props and..." "She got my shirt." "What are you doing in my shirt?" "Mom... now, we're just using it for the campaign." "No big deal." "Yo-ho, Mom" "I was just borrowing your shirty basirty" "Because mine was all dirty basirty, yeah." "Can you use the same word twice?" "Uh, yeah, Rae..." "I'm off the fence." "Okay, Chels... maybe we should work on the Jamaican vote." "Oh, now, that one's easy." "You want a Jamaican vote, child?" "Me gonna tell you how." "Come closer and listen to the island breezes." "Come closer and listen to the island breezes." "Methinks a vote for Chelsea is a vote for better lockers... a new bike rack..." "And jerk chicken in the cafeteria, mon." "Boo-boo!" "Hey, Chelsea, listen to me." "Come here." "Excuse me." "The Jamaicans are over there." "All right, Chelsea..." "nerd votes." "Go get them." "Greetings, guys." "Chelsea Daniels here." "I tell you, to vote for me and I'll increase the volume of space in all of your lockers." "Well... since volume is length times width times height and height is a constant" "I severely doubt you can increase the size of our lockers." "Oh, okay..." "keep up... keep that snoring thing going, you guys." "It really drives girls wild." "What can I do to get your vote?" "It'd be great if we had some better food around here." "I'm going to march into that kitchen and I'm going to close the door behind me and I'm gonna tell that cook" ""I'm not leaving here" ""until you give us vegetables that are green and meat that's not."" "He's got my vote." "Go, Ben..." "Go, Ben." "Hey, how we going to compete with that, Rae?" "He's stinkin' his way to the top." "He's not there yet, okay?" "We can't just give up and let Chelsea lose." "She'll be totally humiliated." "Hey, guys... all right, before you vote for Ben... you know." "Let me tell you some of Chelsea's ideas." "First, you know how sometimes the ceiling falls down on us?" "Well, it turns out, like it violates all these, like, laws and things." "And, um, Chelsea knows just who to complain to." "I don't care about that." "Really?" "Well, Joy, what do you care about?" "Cause whatever it is, girl, Chelsea will hook it up." "I care about getting these library books back on time." "Really?" "Well, um, it's a deal..." "if you vote for Chelsea." "Don't tell her." "Cool." "I'll vote for her." "Okay." "Hey, if you walk my dog after school" "I'll vote for Chelsea, too." "Deal." "Just don't tell her." "Uh, Rae, what are you doing?" "I'm getting some votes." "Hey, it's two more than we had." "What's a couple of extra chores?" "Just a couple of extra chores, huh?" "Okay, consider your wheels oiled." "Vote Chelsea." "Next." "Uh, one tuba washed and buffed." "Got it... vote Chelsea." "Don't tell her." "Keep it moving, people." "keep it moving." "Keep..." "keep it moving, Chels." "What you doing here, sweetheart?" "Rae, we always meet for lunch." "You know, I've been meaning to talk to you about that." "We need to mix it up." "Get to see new people." "And you know what they say." "When you love someone, you got to let them go." "I love you, Chelsea, go." "Rae, why are all these people lined up?" "They're your public." "Everybody!" "I would like you to meet the new president of these United... classes..." "Chelsea..." "She's over here." "Daniels!" "Wow..." "looks like things are starting to get better." "I'm going to get some more fliers, okay?" "Okay." "See?" "You see how happy she is?" "And you know what?" "It really didn't really take all that much work." "Baby-sit my little sister." "One at a time.." "one at a time, people... one at a time!" "Okay, uh, one bike wash." "Got you." "Vote Chelsea." "Hello." "Yes, it's true." "One vote for Chelsea gets you a favor." "Yeah, sure, Eddie will take you out on Saturday." "What?" "!" "Oh, and he'd love to wear that." "Okay, bye." "Vote Chelsea." "Wear what, and who was that, Rae?" "Uh, I don't know, but she going to pick you up at 8:00 and wear your biker shorts." "Oh, great." "First I'm a dog washer, now I'm somebody's boy-toy." "Eddie, listen, we do not want Chelsea to lose this election, okay?" "You know how she gets when one person doesn't like her." "This is 187 people not liking her." "Oh, sweetie." "Take..." "it's good." "Yummy, see?" "Okay, now I know why they feed that to people who can't talk." "Come here." "For all this work" "Chelsea going to have to break me off a little something something." "If you tell Chelsea about all this" "I'll break you off into a little nothing nothing." "Whoa, stinky baby!" "I think his poop just pooped." "Corey, you go get the door." "Eddie, come change this baby." "Why do I have to change him?" "Because I fed him." "Exactly." "You fed him, so that means this is your fault all up in the booty area." "I fill the top, you empty the bottom." "Chelsea!" "Sorry, baby." "It's Chelsea!" "What is she doing here?" "Well, maybe she's dropping off her laundry." "I mean, everybody else in the world is." "You guys, change the garage and put everything in the baby." "Reverse that, strike it, okay." "Hey, Chelse, how's it going, girl?" "Great." "I have my speech." "Do you want to hear it?" "Oh, and ruin the surprise?" "Never." "How come everyone keeps slamming the door in my face?" "Because, um, yeah, um..." "Corey is doing a science project on, um, how many times somebody can get the door slammed in their face before they say something." "Yeah, uh..." "Corey, she's a three!" "Anyway, want to hear my speech now?" "Oh, oh, girl, I would love to but I got to go answer the phone, okay." "I" " I didn't hear the phone ring." "Right." "That's because, um, I'm psychic." "I see the future." "Ding-a-ling-a-ling." "Oh, there goes another one." "I have psychic call waiting." "I can't get rid of Chelsea." "You guys have to get all this stuff out of..." "what are you doing?" "Shh." "No sudden moves, Rae." "We're trying to take him by surprise." "Sweet little baby." "Sweet?" "That ain't chocolate in there." "Okay, listen." "all you do is take off these little tabs like this." "There's nothing to it." "Is that a dog in there?" "Rae, Rae, I could have sworn" "I heard barking." "Oh, girl, that's just my cough." "No, it didn't sound like that." "It sounded more like a dog barking-- a real dog." "Girl, that's crazy." "I don't have a dog." "I know." "Well, have you met my dog?" "You just said you didn't have a dog." "Um, I don't." "You do." "Happy birthday!" "Here, take this dirty diaper." "What do you want me to do with it?" "Toss it." "Oh, okay." "I don't want it, man, here." "I don't want it." "I don't want it neither." "Ugh, it's cooking." "Where you going?" "To get something to drink." "Oh, I'll get something to drink for you." "Don't worry about that, Chelsea." "Here you go." "There." "I'll make sure it's good for you." "Thanks, but I was thinking something more like a soda." "Soda?" "Girl, do you know that stuff is bad for you?" "Milk brings strong bones." "Got to work on it." "I'll even join you with... a nice soda." "Thanks." "Oh, I'll get that." "You just sit down and take care of your new dog." "Okay." "Hey, what do you want?" "You said you'd take Buddy for a walk." "Oh, well, how did you guys get here?" "We walked." "Well, I guess my job is done." "Vote Chelsea." "Oh, man, another baby." "Who laughing now, little man?" "What is going on in that kitchen?" "Nothing." "What was that?" "You know what?" "First you want to spoil your birthday present and now you want to ruin Christmas?" "You got me a baby?" "Some people would just say thank you." "Rae, what is going on in there?" "Chelsea, trust me." "You don't want to see what's going on in that kitchen." "Okay, Rae." "Okay." "Want to scrub my back, baby?" "Hey, um, yeah, so, Eddie just dropped by and brought us some surfboards and some babies." "What's going on?" "Hey, what's up, Raven?" "We had a deal." "If you don't walk my dog" "I'm not voting for her." "What is she talking about, Rae?" "Are you bribing people to vote for me?" "Are you?" "Yes, but only because I had a vision that you were going to lose, so..." "Then why didn't you just tell me?" "Because I didn't want you to get hurt." "Yeah?" "Well, how do you think I feel now?" "Chelse, please..." "No, wait, Chelse!" "People, today the candidates will be presenting their platforms." "Why is that important?" "Because every one of us is a participant in the political process." "No need to panic, people." "I'll just have to project." "Go away." "I called you last night." "You've got to talk to me sometime." "No, I don't." "Go away." "Come backstage." "No!" "I'll hit you." "You will not." "What?" "Okay, um, well, I'm just going to say it." "Bribing people was a very bad thing and girl, from my heart, I am really sorry." "I am really, really sorry." "Okay, give me some love." "Are you done?" "Yeah, I would be if you gave a girl some love." "Wait, okay, Chelsea, please." "Listen, I didn't want you to get hurt." "I thought I was being a good friend." "You don't have to protect me all the time." "I'm a big girl." "So what if I lose by 100 votes?" "187." "Okay, didn't need to know that." "Look, it's disappointing but I'll get over it." "I guess I should have told you about my vision in the first place, huh?" "But you didn't, and now I have to go out there in front of all those people, and I don't know what to say." "Well, what do you want to say?" "I don't know." "I mean, part of me wants to tell them that I quit but... but then the other part of me wants to say that that all bribes are off but you should vote for me anyways because I would make such a good president" "and I really care about this school." "Why?" "Why?" "Because we spend more time here than we do at home and we deserve a ceiling that doesn't fall on us and we deserve lockers that actually work right and two lines in the cafeteria so we can get our food faster" "and actually have time to eat it." "You know what, Rae?" "None of that even matters now because I'm not even going to run." "You sure about that?" "Rae, what am I going to do?" "I can't watch your back all the time." "Hi." "I'm Chelsea Daniels... and I want to be your president." "86." "Guess I changed your vision." "You sure did, girl." "And you lost all on your own." "I'm so proud of you." "We want more vending machines..." "Done." "increased library time Fine." "and air conditioning in the summer." "Oh, I can't." "It's a budget thing." "It's impossible." "We want it!" "You've got it." "Score!" "Synced by MatMaggi"