[Ryan and Xander have dropped Simon into the toilet]

Can't swim! Help!

Grab on, Simon! [pulls Simon out of the toilet]

Thanks. [shakes himself off]

Are you okay?

Well, uh, considering that you just saved me from drowning in a toilet, I'm, uh, pretty good.

I'll be right back. [walks into the corridor]

Alvin, Alvin! We're not gonna solve anything with violence!

[they spot Theodore hanging in the locker room; Ryan and Xander try poking him]

It's the fatty ratty.

Cut it out!

[they poke his rear]

This rat has serious junk in the trunk.

Hey!

Yeah, little fatty.

Stop it!

Tickles when I poke him. [Alvin and Simon furiously attack Ryan and Xander] Mommy!