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Irene Moves In

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Synopsis

When Irene comes to live on Degrassi Street, Ida thinks she is just a little too friendly with Cookie. But Irene is not the only newcomer to Degrassi Street. Reports are circulating that Bigfoot has been seen in the neighborhood.

Plot

Ida is unhappy when a new girl, Irene, moves into the neighborhood and immediately befriends Cookie. Feeling jealous and threatened, Ida uses her position as president of the I.N.C. Club (Ida, Noel, Cookie) to exclude Irene, claiming she doesn’t meet the membership requirements based on house numbers and names.

Simultaneously, rumors fly among the children that “Bigfoot” has been spotted in the area, fueled by Fred’s teasing. As Halloween approaches, tensions rise between Ida and Irene, culminating in a confrontation while the kids are preparing for the holiday. Ida eventually learns that Irene is just a regular girl trying to fit in, and the “Bigfoot” sightings might be closer to home than they realized.

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Trivia

  • Irene is the only member of the I.N.C. Club who never has her surname revealed onscreen.
  • Mrs. Lucas’s first name is revealed to be June in this episode.
  • Nancy Lam’s real-life mother, Linda Lam, plays her on-screen mother.
  • This is the last appearance of Cookie until the episode Catherine Finds Her Balance, by which point the actress is visibly older.
  • Nancy Lam previously had a cameo as “Sara” (the girl in the hospital bed) in the previous episode, Cookie Goes to Hospital.
  • The school scenes were filmed at Blake Street School in Toronto.

Transcript

Fred: And he has big teeth covering blood and big claws. And they saw him just north of here, you know. He eats children, too.
Noel: Ah, there’s no such thing as Bigfoot.
Fred: There is, too. I saw pictures.
Ida: And a man took a movie of him running through the woods. You saw pictures. It’s true, Fred.
Noel: Ah, they were probably fakes.
Ida: How do you know? Did you see it?
Noel: I saw it. You can’t believe everything you see.
Ida: Oh, here it comes. Look at the size of that truck. That truck looks bigger than the house.
Fred: Besides, Herbie Hampton heard on the radio that Bigfoot was just outside the city. I betcha he’s looking for food.
Noel: I don’t believe you.
Ida: Believe what you want, but you’ll be sorry. I wonder what Mom’s doing over there. Hello.

Ida: Hi. Hi, I’m Ida Lucas. You sure have a lot of junk.
Irene: They sure spend a lot of time fixing up that old house.
Ida: I don’t know why they bother fixing up an old house. Why don’t they just go and buy a new one somewhere else?

Ida: Wouldn’t he go away?
Fred: What are you talking about?
Ida: Bigfoot. If we gave him food, he wouldn’t have to look, and he’d go away.
Fred: What are you gonna give him, a hamburger? It’s not that easy, you know. He eats human beings. Late at night, he’ll break into your house, hide under your bed, and grab you when you’re asleep.
Cookie: Quit trying to scare us.
Fred: I’m not trying. It’s true. If you don’t believe us, that’s your tough luck.

(Across the street)
Mom (June): I don’t know. Hi, Mom. How do you do? I’m Mrs. Lucas from across the street. That’s my little girl.
Irene’s Mom: Do they have any other kids or just that one?
Mom (June): Older brother. Another girl. I think she looks nice. And then that’s Cookie?
Ida: I don’t. I think there are enough kids in this neighborhood already.
Mom (June): What do you mean? You haven’t even met her yet. You can’t just judge a person by your first impression.
Ida: I believe what I see.

(At Lunch)
Mom (June): Careful with that one. The eggs are in there. All right. What’s for lunch? Bologna. Or peanut butter and jelly if you prefer.
Ida: Sounds lovely.
Mom (June): Have you met Irene from across the street yet?
Ida: No. She seems like a nice girl. I don’t think she’s my type.
Mom (June): How do you know? You haven’t met her yet.
Ida: I can tell by looks.
Mom (June): Do you mean that by a single glance, you’re able to sum up a person’s whole personality?
Ida: That’s right.
Mom (June): I wouldn’t trust first impressions like that. It’s not very fair. I think you should give her a chance. Here. Catch.

(The Clubhouse)
Cookie: You remembered. Why don’t you go over after lunch and introduce yourself?
Ida: But I don’t like orange. I think we should use red. But I think we should have an orange background with big black letters. I-N-C placed across it.
Cookie: But then it would look like Halloween all year long.
Ida: What’s wrong with Halloween?

(Enter Irene)
Irene: Hi, everybody. Hi. My name is Irene.
Cookie: My name’s Cookie. That’s Ida. And that’s Noel.
Irene: Do you live here?
Ida: No, I do.
Irene: That’s a nice house you have.
Ida: Thanks.
Irene: My dad’s working on the renovations. He’s an architect. He’s one of the best in the country. He won an award.
Noel: What does your dad do?
Irene: He lives out west.
Noel: Why is he living there?
Irene: Because he doesn’t live with us. Oh. What are you doing?
Cookie: We’re making a sign for a club. We have a club, but it’s a secret. Way to go, Cookie.
Ida: It’s a private club for special members.
Irene: How can I join?
Ida: You have to be asked.
Irene: Why don’t you do the background first, and then paint the letters? It’s easier that way.
Ida: Who asked you?
Irene: I’m just trying to help. My father says I’m artistic. Here, Noel. We’ll paint the letters orange. What do you do for fun around here?
Cookie: We play.
Irene: Would you like to play at my house? Now?
Ida: Cookie, we have to finish the sign. I have to finish the sign.
Irene: How about tomorrow?
Cookie: Okay, after school.
Irene: What time should I pick you up? Quarter to four.
Ida: Nine. She seems mean.
Cookie: No, she’s not mean. She’s my friend. She’s just bossy sometimes, but I like her anyway. Maybe once I get to know her, I would probably like her. She’s not so bad sometimes. Will you be my friend? If you want me to.

(Club Rules)
Ida: Come on, Cookie. It’s time for the club meeting.
Irene: What is this club?
Ida: We have this club. We all took an oath, and we meet. But you can’t join because you don’t qualify.
Irene: Why?
Ida: Because your name has to start with an I, N, or C. But my name starts with an I.
Ida: Yeah, but you have to live between the numbers 94 and 100 to cross it.
Irene: But I live at number 95.
Ida: Yeah, but you have to have lived here for a long time.
Cookie: Can’t she join? She’s my friend. I think you should let your members vote.
Ida: What do you mean, vote? You don’t qualify, and that’s final. Are you coming?
Cookie: No, I think I’ll stay with Irene.

(Later)
Ida: Okay, if that’s what you want. Where’s Cookie?
Noel: She’s not coming.
Ida: Why?
Noel: She’s turning her out for that new girl. Instead of the club. Would she know if we have a meeting this afternoon?
Ida: I know she knows. What I don’t know is why she likes that Irene so much.
Noel: She’s bossy.
Ida: Maybe if we ignored her, she would go away.
Noel: No, she’s just plain bossy.
Ida: All she wants to do is make friends with Cookie so she can boss her around.
Noel: You really think so?
Ida: I know so. And I think something has to be done. For Cookie’s sake. Maybe because she’s new, that’s why she’s acting that way.
Noel: No.
Ida: This is serious. She has to learn who’s boss.

(Costumes)
Irene: Can I have the yellow paint, please? I’m going to put stars on it.
Ida: On your hat? Of course. Witch hats have stars on them. You should put stars on your hat too, Cookie.
Cookie: I don’t know, Irene.
Irene: Here, I’ll paint them on if you want.
Ida: I don’t want stars, Irene. But then our hats won’t be alike. Cookie doesn’t have to have stars if she doesn’t want them. But stars are nice, but Cookie doesn’t want them. Are you all right?
Irene: You did that on purpose.
Ida: No, honest, I didn’t.
Irene: Yes, you did. You ruined my hat. I swear, you have to pay for it. I’ll sue.
Ida: I did not. It’s just a little dirty. I’ll help you wash it.
Irene: You can’t. It’s ruined. Ready for the club?
Cookie: Cookie isn’t going to the club. My mother’s taking us to the movies.

(Ida and Noel talking)
Noel: Want me to tell you about the movie when I get home, Ida? Cookie not coming again? She’s playing with private enemy number one.
Noel: Has she sued yet?
Ida: No. You shouldn’t let her bother you so much.
Noel: But she does bother me. She’s taking Cookie. Now she even wants in the club.
Ida: Do you think Cookie really likes her?
Noel: Well, we could let her into the club. She does qualify.
Ida: No. It’s a private club. We’ve been friends for a long time. It’s not fair.

(Halloween Frights)
Irene: What’s all this junk you got here?
Ida: It’s my Halloween costume. Is it scary? I hope so. You want to see if it works?
Fred: Not last night, but the night before. Twenty-four robbers came to my door. This is what they said to me. Lady turned around… He’s here! He’s here! I saw it! I saw it!
Cookie: Who’s here? What are you talking about?
Ida: Bigfoot! You saw Bigfoot?
Ida: Not him. I saw a Bigfoot footprint.
Cookie: Are you sure? It’s gotta be. No one else has a foot that big. Where is it? Hurry. Come quick. I’ll show you. See? What did I tell you?
Noel: How come they’re so close together? He just must have been tiptoeing.
Irene: How do you know this is Bigfoot’s foot? I heard on the radio that he was in the city. Besides, what else can it be?

(Ida’s Prank on Irene)
Ida: You should have seen your face. You scared me there for a minute, too. And I knew it was you.
Cookie: I knew it wasn’t Bigfoot all along. Why’d you scream then?
Cookie: When Cookie screamed, it scared me. I thought it was Bigfoot, and he was going to eat me.
Ida: Irene wouldn’t have to worry about that.
Cookie: Why?
Ida: Bigfoot wouldn’t eat you anyway, because you stink.
Irene: Very funny. You think you can hurt me, but you can’t. I’ll never let you, never. See if I care!
Cookie: That wasn’t nice, Ida.
Ida: But she deserved it. She thinks she’s so smart. She thinks she can just move in here and take over.
Cookie: You could at least be nice to her.
Ida: Why should I?
Cookie: Because she’s a human being just like you and me.
Ida: I don’t care what she is. I don’t like her. And if you were my friend, you wouldn’t like her either.
Cookie: Then I guess I’m not your friend.

(Reconciliation)
Ida: Did you hear something?
Irene: No, not me. Here it is again. I heard it. Me too. It’s outside. Sounds like someone’s trying to get in. Maybe it’s just the wind.
Ida: This doesn’t sound like the wind to me. It’s Bigfoot.
Irene: What? Don’t scare me like that.
Ida: It’s just one of your jokes. I wish it was. Can you see anything?
Irene: I can’t see anything. I can. Where? There in the shadow. It’s furry.
Ida: We should take a picture to prove it’s true. I’m not going down there.
Irene: Are you a chicken? If you’re so brave, why don’t you do it?
Ida: I’m not going down there alone. Anybody can do it if they don’t go alone. Well, I’ll go if you go with me. Okay. Don’t leave me here alone.
Irene: Should we turn on the light?
Ida: No, he’ll see us. Do you see anything?
Irene: I’m not sure. It’s moving. It’s Bigfoot. Hurry, take it. Give me that.
Ida: Bigfoot! What’s wrong? Bigfoot! Wait a minute. Can you see anything?
Irene: It’s kind of blurry. But it’s definitely him. He has such red eyes.

Ida: We should call the police. We could be heroes.
Irene: Do you think so? We could get our pictures in the papers and everything.
Ida: You were brave, Irene, to take the picture. Anybody could have done it. Why didn’t you?
Irene: Because you were closest. But it was brave to be so close. But I couldn’t have done it alone. You were brave to help me. I’m sorry I said you stink.
Ida: That’s okay. But you deserved it because you said I ruined your sweater. But you did ruin it. Accidentally. Wait till we tell Noel. He’ll never believe.
Irene: But, Noel, we really saw him. Irene took a picture. If you’re going to be a member of our club, you have to promise to stand together and obey the rules.
Ida: I promise. He sure looks like a dog to me. Have you ever seen a dog with such red eyes? So if any of us should win the prize, we’ll share it. Who made that rule? I did.

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