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[phone dialing]

[dial tone]

[multiple over-lapping voices]

[electronic beeping]

[fast rock music]

In your face now

Life's no drag now

Movin' faster

Through tomorrow

I'm riding high again

This dream of mine just never ends

I'm coming back let's not pretend

Come on, come on

Can't hold me back,

won't hold me back

No, no, no, no

I'm back on track

Can't hold me back,

don't hold me back

No, no, no, no

Can't

Hold me back

[electric guitar rock solo]

Uh-huh, yeah.

[chuckles] Okay, lover boy.

I'll see you in second period.

[girl on motorcycle]

Hey, b*tch.

And don't you forget it, b*tch.

[laughing]

Us b*tches gotta stick together right?

Yes, we do.

So what is the collective

noun for a group of b*tches?

- A flock?

- A gaggle.

- A platoon.

- A swarm.

Oh, I know, a herd.

Oh, yeah, thanks, makes us

sound like a bunch of cows.

Moo, baby.

[shocked shrieking]

You little sh*t.

Aww, so sorry, did I

invade your personal space?

Here, let me help.

I don't want your f***ing help.

[laughs]

Very immature, guys.

"She touched me,

like no guy has ever."

Jealous much?

Jesus, there's a case

for selective breeding.

Little sh*t's too big for his boots.

Needs respect.

What the f*** are you

looking at Chantelle?

[gasps] Sh*t he scratched my phone.

Did you get another new phone?

Yeah, it's a bit

chunky but shiny, touch.

It's only like three months old.

I got her old iPhone. Yay.

- Wow, it's impressive.

- [school bell ringing]

And it's shiny and has pretty pictures.

Oh, and YouTube.

Most phones have YouTube.

Hello, shiny, pretty pictures.

Oh, my God.

[laughing]

So are we still on for tonight?

Yeah, totally, Kyle is coming.

Already?

Yeah, I've heard that about him.

Won't see much of you two then.

I hope not, nothing personal.

Has anyone spoken to Tess?

Yeah, she's totally in,

and Stu of course.

- What about Marty?

- Yeah, what about Marty?

- [laughing]

- [school bell ringing]

We were just talking about you.

And a hot and steamy dream

Brie had about you.

Do tell.

Well, you were both

lying naked inserting your

memory sticks into

each others USB ports.

Ew geek porn.

- [laughing]

- I'm impressed.

I didn't--

That Jules knows what a USB is.

You're right, my God,

the nerd gene is contagious.

And the geek shall inherit the earth.

Thought that was cockroaches.

Besides, haven't you heard,

geek is the new chic.

- Is that the new N97?

- I hear it has Maemo 6.1.

Bluetooth three plus.

Yeah, and pretty pictures.

Why do I hang with you dorks again?

Intelligence by association.

Comic value maybe?

You're secretly a geek.

You own more gadgets than anyone I know.

That's not a geek,

that's Daddy's little Princess.

Hello, I'm right here.

Perhaps try insulting

me when I'm not around.

If you insist.

[Jules] Ah, thanks.

Enjoy the intellectual

stimulation of media.

Later b*tches.

Why do we hang out with her again?

I don't know.

Jules is okay.

Come on, guys, you know the rules,

pop your phone in the box.

Thank you.

Bonjour, mon cheri.

Thank you.

Good morning, class.

[all] Good morning, Ms. Halms.

Now some of you may have

noticed that we no longer

have cell phone coverage

in this classroom.

- [girl] Oh, what?

- [groaning]

And we will be

implementing and enforcing

a ban on phones in class

as in exam conditions.

You have been warned.

[groaning]

Now, luckily,

the jammer I have will send

all of your calls and messages

through to your voice mail,

so I'm not denying service

I'm simply diverting.

[phone beeping]

[laughter]

Although, I wasn't expecting

such a quick response.

- Hand it over, Mr. Pollock.

- Me? I, I've been warned.

As you seem to have such

a keen interest in this,

you won't mind joining

me over term break

to help tighten up the protocol.

- Yes.

- Thank you.

See me after class.

And your Dad's cool?

I was just honest with him.

We have an understanding,

he keeps me on a long leash,

and I won't bite.

Oh, smart man.

He was overprotective for

awhile you know, after mum.

Here it is.

YouTube's finest.

Oh, much amusement at

the expense of others.

A personal favorite of mine.

Well you have to dig for gold among

the Star Wars fan movies

and foolish teens flashing their bits.

You know Marty's thinking of

web-casting our party on Screen-It.

I thought that got shut down.

After that bully-bash thing?

Apparently not.

So where is this place again?

I don't know,

some swanky beach-house

Jules found out about.

Marty was going to send everyone

the location but I'll text him.

So when are the semi-naked

guys going to writhe

wet and exposed for us girls hey?

- Hit the showers girls.

- Here they come, go Kyle.

Come on, my baby.

Go Kyle show us what you got.

We all know what you've got Kimmy.

We've seen the videos.

B*tch.

Remember what we practiced,

focus on the catch.

Watch the streamlining,

24 straight, qualify first.

Come on.

On your marks, get set.

[air horn blasting]

[cheering]

Beautiful.

[ "Set Yourself On Fire" The Killgirls]

Come on, Kyle.

Go, son!

Go, Kyle.

That's it, come on.

Do you think Kyle's dad's kind of hot?

Come on, push.

Yeah, in like a prison

guard sort of way.

Come on!

I'd do him.

Come on, son, go!

[cheering]

Yes!

Ah, for christ sake.

Macka!

Oi, what do you think you're

doing, you can't work here.

- [Kyle's dad] Macka, get out here!

- I'll deal with you later.

- [Kyle's dad] Macka!

- My poor baby was robbed.

- [Macka] Hold your horses.

- Well, what the hell are you doing?

- What?

- Well, look at the clock!

- Yeah, and?

- It's still going isn't it?

- [Macka] Yeah.

- [Kyle's Dad] Well, it shouldn't be.

Once they fix the timer and

re-calibrate, we'll re-run it tomorrow.

Now on your bike, fix it.

Stay in the pool.

Haven't you got class Miss Freeman?

Some people would say

I have a lot of class.

[message tone beeping]

Hey, didn't Mike used to

coach Macka or something?

Um, yep they had a falling out.

- Drugs.

- Ohh.

Punches were thrown, blood

was let, usual macho bullshit.

Before or after his,

the drink-driving thing?

- Just before.

- Wow, sounds complicated, girl.

- [laughing]

- Let's go.

[pop song plays]

I've been batting back a secret

For whenever you're around

I feel my heart begin to race

And both my feet lift off the ground

It's like I'm

floating in slow motion

High above our sleepy town

And I've been trying not to notice

It's a long way down

Hey, Dane.

- What's up?

- What's up?

You very well know

what's up, Miss Wisemann.

No helmet, reckless driving,

that little stunt you pulled

back there through the park.

Come on, don't be a stiff.

A girl's gotta have some fun.

Besides, hey, I can handle myself.

I'm sure you can, look,

just put a helmet on, you know,

and set a good example and all.

Oh, like you?

Go on, get outta here.

[engine revs]

Aw, come on.

[phone buttons beeping]

Hello? Hello.

[screaming]

[laughing]

- Good one, Kyle.

- What?

[boy]

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