Adventures in the Sin Bin
1
DO YOU KNOW:
HOW TO LICK IT?
[ALARM CLOCK]
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
CRAP.
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
YOU LEFT THE:
WRONG KEY AGAIN.
I NEED THE BIN TOMORROW.
AND THE DRIVER SIDE
WINDOW'S F***ED.
NO, STEVE'S
GOT IT TOMORROW.
YOU JUST HAVE TO
SHIMMY THE WINDOW.
HOW'S WEDNESDAY
FOR YOU?
I REALLY NEED:
IT TOMORROW.
PLUS, I CAN HOOK YOU
WITH THAT KARA GIRL.
LESS PERSIAN-LOOKING
VERSION OF - WHAT'S HER NAME?
BROWN HAIR,
KINDA "TALKS LIKE THIS"?
I HAVE TOO:
MUCH HOMEWORK.
I'LL GET YOU
A TUTOR!
HAVE YOU EVER:
HAD SEX?
-YEAH!
IT'S WONDERFUL!
YEAH!
WITH TRITON PATTY ONE NIGHT.
BUT SHE WAS DRUNK,
I HAD A COUPLE BEERS.
I'VE FELT GUILTY
EVER SINCE.
PLUS, IF MY GPA
GOES BELOW 4.0,
THEN DEAN THEATARD'S GONNA
TAKE AWAY MY SCHOLARSHIP.
GLENN, I CAN'T.
THEN WHO'S
GOT IT TONIGHT?
I WILL GE BACK TO YOU.
DON'T SELL ME
A SOUP-SANDWICH.
YOU SAID YOU:
HATE SUNDAYS.
I SAID I HATE:
SCHOOL NIGHTS.
YOU DON'T EVEN
LISTEN TO ME.
YOU CAN HAVE:
SUN-DAY.
I WANT SUN-NIGHT.
DON'T RAISE
YOUR VOICE AT ME.
F*** IT.
WHATEVER.
JUST GET ME:
SUN-NIGHT.
LET ME GE BACK TO YOU.
OH!
WE'RE SURROUNDED BY A BUNCH
OF F***IN' THESPIANS.
WHO'S GOING
TO CHURCH SUNDAY?
UH, SANTA CLAUS.
BRING THE SLEIGH
TO THE NORTH POLE.
WHEN?
CHRISTMAS EVE.
IF I BRING THE BIN
TO THE PARTY TONIGHT,
SAL WILL GIVE:
STEVE HIS SUNDAY.
INSTEAD OF TONIGHT?
YES, YOU SHOULD COME
TO THE PARTY:
AND YOU SHOULD:
BRING YOUR VAN.
BRIAN, I'M CONCERNED
ABOUT YOU.
SOME STUFF AROUND
SO YOU CAN HAVE:
THE BIN TONIGHT.
PRESENTS TONIGHT.
SANTA CLAUS:
WANTS EASTER,
THE PILGRIM WANTS
THANKSGIVING.
OK. OK. OK.
KEEP ME POSTED.
THE BIN'S AT THE PARTY
TONIGHT FOR SAL.
WILL YOU GIVE YOUR
THURSDAY TO GLENN?
WAS THAT SO HARD?
ARE YOU ACTUALLY GOING TO SE IN FOOT IN THE PARTY THIS TIME?
CONFIRMING SATURDAY
AND THURSDAY.
YOU'RE THE BEST!
STEVE, CONFIRMING SUNDAY,
MONDAY AND FRIDAY.
MERRY CHRISTMAS.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]
ONE MORE TARDY:
AND YOU GET "REO".
[MUSIC]
[DOG BARKING]
[MUSIC]
WHEN ARE YOU COMING HOME?
(MOM) I DON'T KNOW,
I JUST WORRY:
ABOUT YOU ALL ALONE.
DID YOU GET THA ENVELOPE I LEFT YOU?
YEP.
THANKS FOR THE LUNCH MONEY...
YOU KNOW THAT, RIGHT?
ARE YOU, OK?
(MOM) YEAH I'M FINE.
(MOM) NO, I'VE JUS BEEN CONCERNED
ABOUT YOU BEING ALONE...
AND I DON'T THINK
WHAT? I DON'T NEED
A BABYSITTER...
(MOM)
NO, BENNY'S COMING HOME.
HE IS?
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
IT'S JUST A PARTY...
RELAX...WHEW!
[AMBIENT PARTY SOUNDS]
[AMBIENT PARTY SOUNDS]
[AMBIENT PARTY SOUNDS]
THOUGHT SO.
SHOES OFF.
NEW SALVAGED:
DRIFTWOOD FLOOR.
COPS OUTSIDE?
I DON'T THINK SO.
MATTER OF TIME.
GOD DAMN ANIMALS INSIDE.
DID YOU SEE:
THAT GIRL.
DID I SEE:
WHAT GIRL?
DO I EVEN:
GIVE A SH*T?
IS SAL HERE?
YOUR HEAD LOOKS:
LIKE FRANKENSTEIN.
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
PIECE OF SHI WON'T START!
JUST "JIGGLE" IT.
I DON'T KNOW WHA THE F*** THAT MEANS!
YEAH!
JUST JIGGLE IT SAL!
THERE'S NO WAY
YOU'RE DRIVING.
''CAUSE SHE LICKED ME!
[STARTS ENGINE]
OH!
UGH!
WHOAH!
[TIRES SCREECH]
[CRASH!]
[SCREAM!]
AH, Fee-yuk....
LET'S GE OUT OF HERE.
[TOW TRUCK BEEP]
(OFFICER TOTSCH) SO WHA HAPPENED WITH THE DEER?
IT JUST RAN:
OUT IN--
INTO THE MIDDLE:
OF THE ROAD.
UH, HUH.
HEY, SAL.
RIGHT WHEN IT WAS GETTING GOOD.
ALRIGHT, JAGOFFS!
KNOCK IT OFF!
HALLOWINSKI!
BRIAN,
WERE YOU DRINKING?
NO. I SWEAR,
OFFICER TOTSCH.
COUNT BACKWARDS:
FROM TEN.
NINE...
EIGHT...
SEVEN--
YOU MISSED TEN.
I GOING TO ADMINISTER
A BREATHALYZER.
NO, I SWEAR I DIDN' DRINK ANYTHING!
THEN WHERE ARE:
YOUR SHOES?
STOP HYPERVENTILATING.
BRIAN,
SHUT YOUR MOUTH.
0.0? WHAT THE F***
ARE YOU A NARC?
[DOG BARKING]
[CAR ENGINE]
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
HEY THERE.
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
INTERESTING NIGHT.
HAD A DOMESTIC DISTURBANCE
OVER BY ST. JULIANNA.
GOT OUT OF CONTROL
REAL FAST.
YOUR MA CALLED ME
THE BATHROOM DOOR THIS WEEK.
IT'S OKAY,
I'LL FIX IT.
IT AIN'T THE END OF THE WORLD
IF I FIX THE DOOR, BRIAN.
BUT, THANKS.
IS YOUR:
BROTHER HOME?
I DON'T THINK SO.
WELL, I'LL TELL YOU
THE SAME THING:
THAT I TOLD THAT J.O.
WHEN HE WAS YOUR AGE:
IF YOU START F***IN' AROUND,
YOU'VE HAD A ROUGH
COUPLE YEARS.
I KNOW YOU MAY NO WANT TO TALK TO A MEMBER
OF THE ILLINOIS LAW
ENFORCEMENT COMMUNITY,
BUT THERE'S A FIRST TIME
FOR EVERYTHING.
IF YOU WANT, WE'LL GO
GET A BEEF SANDWICH
AND DO SOME:
PROBLEM-SOLVING.
TO SOMEBODY ELSE,
THERE'S "JESUS AND ME"
OVER AT MARY SEAT.
AND TALK ABOUT WHA MAKES 'EM FEEL BAD...
AND JESUS.
THANK YOU.
TALK ABOUT GOD:
AND SH*T.
GOOD NIGHT.
GET SOME SLEEP YOU
LITTLE PIMP.
[ALARM CLOCK TICKING]
[ALARM GOING OFF]
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
HEY BUD.
YEAH, I CAN'T BE
LATE TO CLASS.
YOU GUYS CAN'T USE
THE VAN ANYMORE.
YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN
MEANING TO TELL YOU
ABOUT THESE MUSHROOMS
THAT KEEP GROWING IN
THE BACK ON THE CARPET.
WAIT, WHAT DID
YOU SAY?
YOU'RE MESSING
WITH ME?
YOU KNOW, I NEED
TO GET OUT THERE.
SO I WENT OUT WITH YOU GUYS,
AND THEN I HAVE TO TAKE
A SOBRIETY TEST.
WHICH GIRL?
DOESN'T MATTER.
OF COURSE IT MATTERS.
SUZIE KOSOLANSKY.
YOU'RE RIGHT,
SHE DOESN'T MATTER.
WHY DOESN' SHE MATTER?
BECAUSE SHE MATTERS
AND EVERYONE KNOWS THA AND YOU DON'T MATTER
AND EVERYONE KNOWS THAT TOO.
I'M STILL
RETIRING THE BIN.
YOU KNOW, YOU'RE THE ONLY
ONE OF US THAT HAS A CAR, BRIAN.
AND MY FOUR SISTERS.
TO BRING A GIRL HOME?
LET ME GE BACK TO YOU.
[MUSIC]
[THROAT CLEARING]
[MUSIC]
PSSST!
[MUSIC]
WHAT'S UP?
SNEAKERS WITH YOUR UNIFORM?
BECAUSE.
GREEN MILL, NORTH SIDE.
YOU'RE GONNA SEE
A MAN ABOUT A HORSE.
HALL PASS, IN CASE
YOU GET STOPPED.
I WROTE IT OU FOR THE DEAN'S OFFICE,
THE HALL MONITOR WILL ALREADY
THINK YOU'RE IN TROUBLE.
ALSO, I WAS HOPING YOU
COULD SWING BY MY LOCKER
AND DROP MY JACKET OFF.
I'M REALLY SORRY.
IT'S COOL.
LOOK LIKE SOMEBODY
HIT THE JACKPOT.
OH!
BRIAN DINES?
IT'S DIE-NESS.
SUZIE, RIGHT?
DEAN THEATARD?
AWW, SH*T!
I'LL COME WITH, I'LL GRAB
A JUICEBOX FROM THE CAFETERIA.
WITH THE DEAN?
MISUNDERSTANDING
I THINK.
YOU HAD AN OLDER BROTHER
WHO WENT HERE, RIGHT?
YEAH,
HOW'D YOU KNOW THAT?
I'VE HEARD THE LEGEND.
HE BURNT DOWN THE
BLEACHERS DIDN'T HE?
[CHUCKLES]
WHAT?
I DON'T KNOW.
HE LOST HIS SCHOLARSHIP THOUGH,
THEY KICKED HIM OUT.
I'M A SCHOLARSHIP
KID TOO.
BUT, I GUESS SENIOR YEAR
DOESN'T MATTER.
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