ZIM pulls at where his backpack used to be, and unconsciously yells "GIR! Quickly, assist me!"

There are swears of protest from across the hall... Suddenly there's a loud bang from outside, Zim runs to the window...

Then zim uses his fake hair as a lockpick and picks the lock

Zim: Now i have to get out of here!!!

Zim looks out window and puts hands around bars and looks at the people.

Zim: Give me your Earthling communication device.

Guy on the right: Uhh....*throws cellphone at Zim*

Zim: Thank you human! *calls the number located on the guard's office* (ring..ring...)

Guard: *answers phone*

Zim: Booyaah. *quickly darts past the guard after opening the cell and goes to a long long line* Are these filthy cell-rats leaving too? Wow, cool.

Big  guy in front of Zim:  What are you doin' green guy?

Zim: When do we leave?

Big guy: How did you get put in this dump, eh?

Zim: I don't know!

Big guy: Well it looks like you'll be here--

Zim: Ohh is that steak?

Big guy: Yes.

Zim: Can I have some?

Big guy: No.

Zim: *cuts through line and jumps in the beans* Lets escape!

Lunch lady stirring beans: Ahem...

Zim: Ugh...