American Pie 2 Page #8

It's true. I'll kiss everybody here.

Dudes, chicks, everybody.

Because I am comfortable

with my sexuality.

Oh, yeah.

At least have a drink

with the Stifmeister.

- All right.

- That's fair.

All right.

You truly are a Stifmeister.

- Welcome back to the party.

- Steve, those are my lesbians.

- Ladies, I am down with the funky sh*t.

- Like what?

One time at this party,

I was drinking champagne--

Thank you. Thank you.

Our next soloist

will be Michele Flaherty.

Petey?

This kid is killing me.

- You suck, retard.

- I'm not retarded.

I'm a very special boy.

How's this

for a band camp story?

Come on, guys.

Let's hear it for Petey!

That untalented bastard.

- Good for them.

- It's awesome.

- Wanna dance?

- Yeah.

We'll be back.

Come on now, baby.

You know, there's only one word

for that party.

- Bitchin'.

- Out of control.

Am I gonna have a hangover?

'Cause I want one.

Later.

- Good-bye.

- See ya.

- Let's go to our page.

- We have to write about this party.

This party was crazy!

Look at my date! He's passed out!

- You drank him under the table.

- He couldn't hack it.

- Best summer ever, huh, fellas?

- Absolutely.

- Sorry things didn't work out for you.

- You kiddin'? Things are great.

I have all the time in the world.

So, are we gonna

do this every summer?

- Hell, yeah, we are.

- Of course we are, gentlemen.

Well, we're gonna try.

- That's a sweet car.

- It is sweet.

- Stifler's mom.

- Hey, Finchy.

How did you know I was here?

I called a couple of weeks ago.

Didn't Steven tell you that

I was gonna drop by sometime?

I guess it slipped his mind.

What's your name?

Jeanine.

Okay, well...

I've been thinking, and,

you know, I'm 19 years old.

There's a whole world out there.

I can't be obsessed with one woman.

-Just can't be.

- I'm glad you're learning, Finchy.

Good.

- You want to get it on?

- You better clear your schedule.

See you guys later.

Where are you goin', man?

What about Dog Years?

Give me, like, three days.

Wait, was that who I think--

- No.

- Yeah!

- I think it was.

- I think so too.

Who the hell was that?

That was--

That was-- Someone was lost.

- Lookin' for the lake.

- Yeah, all turned around.

What a dumb ass.

The lake's right there.

Incredible.

How does Finch get so lucky?

What are you worried about?

You got a girlfriend now.

Everything in. Let's go.

Pony up. Dog Years awaits.

Yeah, I do.

Yeah, I do.

- I have a girlfriend now.

- Yeah, you do.

- She's my girlfriend.

- All right, Jimbo.

Let's go! Let's go!

- Where's Shitbreak?

- The movies.

- Took the bus.

- Coffee.

Wait a second.

Who the f*** was in that car?

Oh, Finchy, I missed you.

Oh, Jeanine. Jeanine.

Call me Stifler's mom.

Oh, Stifler's mom!

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