Burning Sands

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It's all about the brotherhood.

It's a feeling...

Of something to strive for, be proud of.

Brotherhood is forever.

Lambda men are leaders, scholarly,

honorable and proud.

And sure it's rough.

That's the point.

After pledging,

a lambda man is ready for anything.

Only a chosen few make it

to the other side.

My pops couldn't finish.

Dropped.

I'm gonna prove it's worth it.

I'm gonna see it through.

Hey, you know where you're going, square?

- Crack baby know where he's going.

- My name is not crack baby.

All right, man. Whatever, square.

Hey, nigga, turn up the heat.

How do you see where you going

with thick-ass glasses?

Listen,

I told you the heat doesn't work, okay?

My nigga, stop spitting.

Yeah, we don't wanna get pulled over

for anything.

Man.

Yeah, yeah

You mutts are f***ing late.

I said 6 A.M. what time is it now?

It's 6:
03, big brother, sir!

How bad do you want it, boy?

- I wanna be a...

- Shut up!

You don't have what it takes

to be a lambda.

Get on your face.

How about all you mutts?

On your face!

Count off, number 1.

Ready!

Down!

- One, two, three.

- Get your f***ing head up.

- One!

- One!

Two, three.

- How bad do you want it now, boy?

- Two.

- One, two, three!

- I wanna be a lambda, big brother, sir!

- Three!

- Three!

- One, two, three.

- I don't see one worthy pledge in here.

- One, two, three.

- On your feet!

Get those knees up!

Man...

Fish must be freezing right now, huh?

Whoo!

You lucky, boys.

You're a f***ing lucky-ass mutt today.

Go get the f***ing ball, boy.

Move with some f***ing enthusiasm!

You have no ID. Snap!

Get in the f***ing position.

Go!

That's right, motherf***er.

Let me tell you something

about getting into this fraternity.

You gotta want it.

You a brave motherf***er.

Now get your brave ass out of here.

What?

Fail.

- You fail.

- Bro, bro, this ain't right, man.

Any of you got something to say?

- You can drop my line right now.

- You know what?

- This fraternity don't need none of y'all.

- Yo, z, I'm over this, man.

Man, get the f*** out of here.

- I'm over this, man. Let's go.

- Man.

Get your b*tch ass out of here.

Get back in line, boy.

Three weeks of pledging!

And this how the first day

of hell week going down?

Who, who

- lambda phi

- who, who

lambda phi - who, who

lambda phi - who, who

lambda phi

We made it through the first day

of hell week, motherfuckers!

- Hell, yeah.

- Thanks to god.

Day's not over yet, man.

Oh, yo, my hands are numb.

- I can't f***in' believe it.

- I thought you were gonna drop line.

No, man. Ow, man!

- F*** this.

- Come on, you can't do that.

Yo, you wanna...? You wanna pull over?

- Don't pull over. We got sh*t to do, man.

- Five miles back to the dorms.

You ain't learned anything today?

We underground

and anybody that jeopardize that is out.

We just can't leave him.

We? I don't know none of y'all.

I'm not doing this for you,

you or you, bro.

Man, square, yo. Pull the car over.

You f***ing football head.

You guaranteed in no matter what.

- How will the bros know?

- 'Cause I'm gonna tell them.

Quitters walk alone, man.

Simple as that.

Welcome to what-a-burger.

Can I take your order?

Thirty sausage biscuits, 30 hash browns...

With egg and...

Egg and cheese on those, please.

We can't afford egg and cheese.

Thank you. Pull up to the next window.

Hey, so, y'all sure y'all just don't

wanna do 30 sausage biscuit meals?

It's cheaper.

Look, just give us the 30 sausage biscuits

and the hash browns.

Whatever, okay.

That'll be $92.40.

Hurry up, man.

Go on, hand them.

Thank you.

Don't forget the ketchup.

How many ketchups you want?

Uh... 100.

Thank you.

Thank you, girl.

Bye, y'all.

Who dat, who dat?

Who dat, who dat?

Hey, who dat, who dat?

Hey

who dat, who dat?

That nigga you been waiting for

Enjoy your breakfast, big brother.

...just a week ago

rappers was bullshitting

f*** it, I ain't hating though

'cause now a nigga hot enough

to f*** with one of Satan' hoes

Please, big brother!

I been through hell conditions

wishing for air conditioning

feeling god was never listening

now I'm on television

and did I fail to mention?

Boy, you must be daft.

Where's my OJ?

My paper?

No, no, no.

See, that just won't do.

Y'all are the sorriest group of pledges

I have ever seen!

Live life, might as well

only way to learn

is try and fail

clientele the only way to earn

Hey, what the hell, homeboy?

Make sure it's mean

so them fiends keep on coming back

who dat, who dat?

B*tch, I got that flame

who dat, who dat?

Hold on, now.

What, you ain't got no napkins?

B*tch, I got that flame

don't worry 'bout my motherfuckin' name

Dinerez is not pleased.

Get into push-up position.

And it better have egg and cheese

on it next time, too!

- You hear me, homeboy?

- Now get.

Get the hell out of my room! Get!

Yeah.

Your ribs.

I'm fine.

- You're not fine.

- I'll be all right.

Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

Hey, girl.

What's up?

Why she always got attitude with me?

Huh?

- Okay. I love you.

- Mm.

Can I have one more?

Bye. Love you. Bye.

Did you get some?

Get it how you can, man.

Damn, dude.

You stink.

That's it?

Not everybody has maid service,

Richie rich.

Help yourself. You stink, too.

Dude, I thought

you were gonna drop this morning.

Well...

Why go through all this

just to quit in my homestretch?

And miss out on the girls.

Girls. I keep getting girls either way.

What's wrong with you?

Yeah

changing the game, man

banks

let's go

take one

uh-huh, going hard

I drop these rappers

Owen hart

I always did my thing

they used to give me funny looks

Holy sh*t, holy sh*t.

It's the eta probate. Look.

This early? No way.

Yeah, it is.

Come on.

Damn.

It is!

Check out them eta motherfuckers.

Yo, let's get closer.

- What?

- Come on, man.

Are you crazy?

Shut up.

Just keep your head down, man.

It'll be all right.

All right.

Yo, look at them

crossing the burning sands.

Introducing omega rho eta neophytes!

Z, let's get the f*** out of here, man.

- All right?

- All right. I'm coming, man.

Hold up, man.

You know what happens to GDIS that get

caught in the yard during hell week, huh?

Don't let me see your ass here or you

won't make it to your own probate show.

- You hear me?

- Yes, big brother.

Yes, big... yes, big brother. Sir.

Get the f*** out of here.

- What did I tell you?

- Shut up.

- What did I tell you?

- Shut up.

We're gonna pay for this sooner or later.

You wanna get beat down again?

It was totally worth it.

"In my bag here, I have a fool-proof

method for controlling your black slaves."

I guarantee every one of you

that if it is installed correctly

it will control the slaves

for at least 300 years.

My method is simple.

"I use fear, distrust

and envy for control purposes."

Thank you, angel.

Good job.

I assume everyone read

the Willie lynch letter as assigned.

Angel?

Yeah, well, according to my research,

this document is made up.

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