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School Break-out is the second episode of season 7 of Peppa Pig.

Transcript

[intro]

[title card]

Narrator: Peppa and her friends are going to home because it is the school break-out.

Mrs. Wildebeest: Today, we have the school break-out.

George: Why?

Mrs. Wildebeest: Because you have to go to home.

Peppa: Okay...

Madame Gazelle: I'm here for learning.

Kids: LEARNING!?!?

Madame Gazelle: Ye.

Mrs. Wildebeest: But, Madame Gazelle... you're supposed to go to home.

Madame Gazelle: Oh heck, I cannot work here anymore!

Pedro: Holy s***, why Madame Gazelle can't work here anymore?

Mrs. Wildebeest: Watch your mouth Pedro, also I don't know.

Madame Gazelle: Peppa, i'm-

Peppa: Hey, fuck off lady.

Madame Gazelle: Peppa, sit down!

Peppa: NO!

Madame Gazelle: Sit down now!

Peppa: Screw you, bitch!

All: (gasp)

Madame Gazelle: GRR! YOU GET...






1 minute in time out.

SFX: Dun, Dun, Dun!

Peppa: Uhh... sorry, I didn't do anything bad. Please forgive me.

Madame Gazelle: NEVER!

Mrs. Wildebeest: It's the school break out!

Madame Gazelle: I don't give a flying fuck!! (Shoots Mrs. Wildebeest)

Narrator: Oh crud! Madame Gazelle has shot Mrs. Wildebeest!

Danny: Is she alive?

Kingsley: She got shot by a f**king bullet! What do YOU think!?

Madame Gazelle: Peppa, to the corner!

(Peppa walks to the corner)

Pedro: Damn, I wanted to break out.

Madame Gazelle: NO BREAK OUT! I HATE YOU ALL!

Kingsley: /.(

George: Why that face?

Kingsley: IDK

Madame Gazelle: LUNCHTIME BITCHES!

Danny: But i'm a male dog!

Madame G: SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Danny: :(((((((((

Madame G: Stupid shit pants!

Peppa: What's for lunch?

Madame Gazelle: Clipped toenails and a drink of moldy 200 year old toejam!

(Peppa explodes)

Madame Gazelle: Okay fucktards, Recess! GTFO!!!!

(Outside)

Peppa: Guys, I have a plan to bust out of here.

Kingsley: Do you want us to be shot to death like Mrs. Wildebeest was?

Peppa: No! Well, maybe Emily, but still, no.

Emily: I hate you so fucking much!

Peppa: Die!

Emily: No!

(Henry throws a frying pan)

Emily: OW! WHERE DID YOU GET THAT FRYING PAN!?

Henry: That would be your mother!

(OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)