Mai: Orange is such an awful color.
Prince Zuko: [snickers] You're so beautiful when you hate the world.
Mai: I don't hate you.
Prince Zuko: I don't hate you, too.
Katara: [as Aang and Katara are dancing] Aang, everyone's watching.
Aang: Don't worry abouut them. It's just you and me right now.
Katara: Where have you been? We've been worried sick!
Aang: I got invited to play with some kids after school.
Sokka: After *what*?
Aang: I enrolled in a Fire Nation school. And I'm going back tomorrow.
Sokka: Enrolled in *what*?
[Sokka passes out]
Headmaster: Thank you for coming, Mr. and Mrs...
Sokka: [Pretending to be Aang's parents] Fire. Wang Fire. This is my wife, Sapphire.
Katara: Sapphire Fire, nice to meet you.
Headmaster: [Dubiously] Mr. and Mrs... Fire, your son has been enrolled here for two days and he's already causing problems. He's argued with his history teacher, disrupted music class, and roughed up my star pupil.
Katara: My goodness. That doesn't sound like our Kuzon.
Headmaster: That's what any mother would say, Ma'am. Nonetheless, you are forewarned. If he acts up one more time, I'll have him sent to reform school...
Headmaster: [Menacingly] ... by which I mean the coal mines. Are we clear?
Sokka: Don't you worry, Mr. Headmaster. I'll straighten this boy out something fierce.
Sokka: [to Aang] Young man, as soon as we get home, you're gonna get the punishment of a lifetime!
Headmaster: That's what I like to hear.
Sokka: That settles it! No more school for you, young man.
Aang: I'm not ready to leave. I'm having fun for once. Just being a normal kid. You don't know what it's like, Sokka. You get to be normal all the time.
Sokka: Listen, guys. Those kids at school are the future of the Fire Nation. If we want to change this place for the better, we need to show them a little taste of freedom.
Sokka: What could you possible do for a country of depraved little fire monsters?
Aang: I'm going to throw them a secret dance party.
[Everyone stares blankly at Aang]
Sokka: Go to your room!
Katara: Sokka, we don't need to become cave people. What we need is some new clothes.
Aang: Yeah, blending in is better than hiding out. If we get Fire Nation disguises, we'll be just as safe as we would be hiding in a cave.
Toph: Plus, they have real food out there. Does anyone want to sit in the dirt and eat cave hoppers?
[Toph hits the cave wall and some cave hoppers fall to the ground. Momo pounces on one and starts eating it]
Sokka: [to Momo] Looks like we got out voted, sport. Let's get some new clothes.
Toph: Hmm... I should probably wear shoes. But then I won't be able to see as well. Sorry, shoes.
[Toph forcfully removes the bottom of her shoe, striking Sokka in the process]
Toph: Finally, a stylish shoe for the blind Earthbender.
Prince Zuko: [to Iroh] I admit it. I have everything I always wanted, but it's not at all how I thought it would be. The truth is, I need your advice. I think the Avatar is still alive. I know he's out there. I'm losing my mind. Please, Uncle, I'm so confused. I need your help...
[Iroh continues to ignore Zuko]
Prince Zuko: Forget it! I'll solve this myself! Waste away in here for all I care!
Katara: We're safe, Sokka. You can take off the mostache now.
Sokka: Oh, no, I can't. It's permanently glued to my skin.
Toph: Way to go, dancy pants. I think you really *did* help those kids. You taught them to be free.
Aang: I don't know. It was just a dance party, that's all.
Katara: Well, that was some dance party, Aang.
[Katara kisses Aang on the cheek]
Sokka: Flameo, sir. Flameo.
Timid Kid: [Dancing] This is incredible. It's like my inhibitions just disappeared.
[the Headmaster and his entourage enter the cave, and the dancing grinds to a halt. The boy's head shrinks back into his collar]
Timid Kid: Okay, they're back again.
Sokka: Great job with the cloud camo, but next time let's disguise ourselves as the kind of cloud who knows how to keep its mouth shut.
Toph: Yeah, we wouldn't want a bird to hear us chatting up there and turn us in.
Sokka: Hey, we're in enemy territory. Those are enemy birds.
Sokka: Aang, I'm trying to be mature and not immediately shoot down your idea, but it sounds *really* terrible.
Toph: Yeah, we got our outfits. What do you need to go to school for?
Aang: Every minute I'm in that classroom, I'm learning new things about the Fire Nation. I already have a picture of Fire Lord Ozai.
[Aang hols ups a picture]
Aang: And here's one I made out of noodles.
Aang: [to the Fire Nation students] Listen, guys, dancing isn't something you think about. It's a form of self-expression that no one can *ever* take away from you.
Shoji: Maybe it was different in the colonies, Kuzon, But we don't do that here.
Aang: Sure you do. You have for generations. It just so happens that I know several classic Fire Nation dances. A hundred years ago, this was known as the Phoenix Flight.
Prince Zuko: [to a mercenary] You're sure you weren't followed? I've heard about you. They say you're good at what you do. And even better at keeping secrets. The Avatar's alive. I want you to find him... and end him.
Aang: Oh, we're going to a meat place?
Sokka: Come on, Aang, everyone here eats meat. Even the meat.
[He indicates a nearby cow-hippo, happily munching away on meat scraps]
Aang: You guys go ahead. I'll just get some lettuce out of the garbage.
Ms. Kwan: What is your name? Or should we just call you Mannerless Colony slob?
Aang: [Chuckling] Just 'slob' is fine. Or, uh, Kuzon.
Sokka: I can't believe we're having a dance party. It seems so... silly.
Aang: Don't think of it as a dance party, but as a cultural event, celebrating the art of fancy footwork.
Aang: [In music class] I know. I'm a terrible Tsungi hornist.
Music Teacher: No, child, that hullabaloo going on with your feet, is that a nervous disorder?
Aang: I was just dancing. You do dances here in the homeland, right?
Shoji: Not really, no.
Music Teacher: Dancing is not conducive to a proper learning environment. Young people must have rigid discipline and order.
Aang: But what about expressing yourself?
Music Teacher: I know sometimes we're so moved by our love for our nation that we can't control our own bodies.
[he claps his hand to his face and reconsiders]
Music Teacher: If you must, you may march in place quietly next time the urge hits you.
[as Zuko approaches Iroh's prison]
Prison Guard: Who's there?
[Zuko turns around and leaves]