Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Bayside Triangle

Zack has a revelation about high school. After graduation, you never have to come back. Genius. Anyways, Screech is still after Lisa, and Zack encourages him. Lisa has an interview with the Fashion Institute, and Zack has the idea to have a fashion show to impress them.

That Zack Morris is really impressive. He convinces the manager of the Max to have the big fashion show there, but there's a catch. Screech wants to emcee the event, and Lisa grudgingly agrees. Zack shows off an awesome 90's suit that Lisa handmade. She must be really impressed with him, because they share a controversial interracial kiss! (For the record, Zack has now kissed Kelly, Jessie and Lisa. Bravo Preppy).

It's fashion show time, and Lisa is flipping out. Zack calms her down with another kiss, and Screech sees the whole thing. (I know Lisa is kind of hot Zack, but how could you do this to your best friend? Seriously. Dick move).

Screech does his best job to sabotage the show with a bunch of anti-Lisa and Zack one-liners. He accuses Zack of ruining his life and storms off. Hell hath no fury like a broken-hearted Geek.

Good news! Although the fashion show was a wreck, Lisa's clothes speak for themselves. She gets accepted to FIT, but Screech is still broken-hearted. Zack tries to talk to him, but Screech is having none of it. And he wants to fight!

Zack refuses to fight, but Screech insists. He knocks his books out of his hands, stomps on his foot, and rips his shirt. Zack acts like a real pussy and concedes. He agrees not to date Lisa, but she's pissed. She pretty much tells him off, and all of a sudden Screech pulls a 180. He encourages the two to date, and we're led to believe they become a couple. Except we never hear about the two as an item again.


QUOTES!
Screech: Thank you Zack, for destroying my life.

Screech: Morris! You've got an appointment with fate, and fate's got curly hair!
Zack: Come on Screech. This is ridiculous. Can't we work this out another way?
Screech: In other words you're chickening out. I guess that yellow streak extends from your hair all the way down your back.

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