But I'm a Cheerleader Page #3
Must be tough
when you're such a priss.
Your turn.
- (buzzing)
- Ow!
You really have to be more prepared
for temptation, Megan.
(sighs)
Give it to me.
I'm open.
Mike:
Boys!Don't you see how sad
and pathetic you all are,
always wanting something
you can't have?
If I catch you looking
at another man like that
ever again,
you'll be watching sports
the whole weekend.
is we pull these tabs out.
Then you fold it over.
Right now I've used
food coloring.
This way you could
see it better.
And if it's a boy, well it
- tinkles out.
- That's the wrong tab, okay?
Will you please hold it still
while I'm doing this?
You're doing it all wrong.
No, I'm not. If you would just
give it to me to do,
it would be fine.
Mary:
Girls...intervene.
Let's try that one more time.
...and I realized
that when we finished
swimming lessons
we would change
in front of each other.
And that's it...
why I'm a homo.
Andre, that's what kids do
after swimming lessons.
Change,
everybody does that.
But I took one look
at those boys,
and I got a...
you know what.
(coughs)
I can relate to that.
When I used to study with Jacob,
we used to touch each others legs,
and rub up against each other.
Blowing each other after
your f***in' bar mitzvah's
a little bit different
than learning to dog paddle.
Well excuse me, but we're paying
a lot of money here
to get these kids fixed,
not sit around,
and listen to stories all day.
Graham, I hope you're getting
a little more out of this program
than that f*ggot over there.
Mr. Eaton,
I don't find that appropriate.
No, he's right,
it was a stupid ass root.
I'm a f*ggot.
I've heard enough
of this crap.
And when you get back
from Switzerland,
you'd better have this gay thing
out of your system. Got it?
I got it.
You f*** up, no college,
no car, no trust fund.
I'm not sitting
in any room with faggots.
Mary:
Megan...it's your turn to report
out your root.
my parents.
Okay, go with that.
You know we've kinda been
like this greeting card family.
And then there was
that one year where...
well Dad was unemployed
and Mom had to support us.
Wait a minute,
that was only for nine months.
And then I was offered
a much better job at the plant.
Maybe seeing Mom
kind of being the Dad, maybe l...
maybe I got the wrong idea
about the roles of men and women.
Absolutely.
I can't believe that you didn't
mention this earlier.
Your father was emasculated,
your mother was domineering.
Well not exactly.
You wanted to emulate your mother.
You have no respect for men,
because you don't respect your father.
- It's really not like that.
- Megan,
you have found your root.
this festering wound,
I want you to write a song.
It's very therapeutic,
and it's good to put
your feelings down.
(blows whistle)
Free time is up in 20.
That means inside.
What is it?
Nothing. Trash.
What am I, contagious?
What is that?
I'm stuck on
five, six, seven, eight.
- God is good.
- God is straight.
Hey that's good.
It's not supposed
to be intellectual.
Cheers are supposed to be simple,
make people feel good.
Cheers make girls
do stupid cartwheels,
orgasms make people feel good.
Your parents didn't
stay very long.
I imagine it gets uncomfortable
sitting that long
with a stick up your ass.
I'm sure they're just trying
to do what's best for you.
I thought it was just an act,
but you really are
as sweet as f***ing pie,
aren't you?
This is bullshit, Megan.
It doesn't work.
You are who you are.
The only trick is not getting caught.
How'd you end up here?
I got caught.
Doing what?
I had this friend,
and we just spent
a little too much time together.
What were you doing?
What do you think?
My step-mom caught us in my room
one day and sent me here.
Were you in love with her?
Does it matter?
Careful.
# Open the door #
# Walk in behind her #
# Draw back your bow #
# Let it remind her #
# No one's around #
# No need to fake it #
# She's not in love #
# How can she take it? #
# Give her the time #
# She'll know you mean it #
# Make up her mind #
# Open the door #
# Have her jump through it #
# She fell in love #
# How could she do it? #
# Do you know? Do you... #
(buzzing)
(moaning)
(whispering)
Resist temptations...
(heavy breathing)
(gasps)
Oh my God.
Please don't tell.
Oh my God, help.
Shut the f*** up!
- (electric buzz)
- Ahhh!
Hey!
What's going on in here?
- A little premature simulation?
- They were kissing.
- She's full of sh*t.
- Mike, we were just uh...
- Mike...
- Don't call my mom.
Dolph, I am really
disappointed in you.
I thought you had what it took
to get out of here clean.
It's time to wake Mary.
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
is out of this house,
and the other is really
in the dog house.
- Clayton:
Not me.- Dolph:
I can't go home.Mary:
I am not interestedin anybody's sob stories.
I can only help those
who are willing to help themselves.
Now... who started this?
Someone has got to start talking!
All right, Clayton, you little pervert...
- What?
...you've got one week of solitary,
and if I catch you again you're out.
(sighs)
Come on, Mary.
I wish I could've seen
those two boys in action,
before Miss Thing over there,
went Nancy Drew on us.
If that little twink
woulda narked on me,
heads would have rolled.
Would you tie her to your bed
and zap her to death?
Or are you running low
on batteries?
Mary:
And here are our love-birds,
taking a relaxing
evening stroll together.
Notice how affectionate they are.
This could be you.
And here is our
happy couple at home.
Now it's important to make
your man feel at ease
when he comes home
from a long day at work.
Now, when it's time
for lovemaking,
Dan kisses Sue
and touches her breasts.
Women often find
this sensation pleasurable.
# There's a dream
in the back of my mind #
I'll find my dream... #
# Trailer, trailer,
pretty trailer #
# Trailer, trailer,
pretty trailer #
# Talk penny, sing a dime #
# My Coleman stove
is broke down all of the time #
# Neighbor, neighbor,
call the neighbor #
# We'll have dinner
in the trailer... #
So do you miss
your friends from home?
I just can't decide
who I miss more,
the grunting apes in the letterman jackets
or the bulimic cheerl...
Go ahead, say it.
I didn't... I didn't mean that.
I don't have any friends.
What about you?
Well, I thought I did.
- Do they know you're here?
- Oh yeah.
It's rough.
What's going on?
We're sneaking out.
Get dressed.
But Mary...
F*** Mary.
No way.
There's only four weeks left.
There's no way
I'm getting thrown out now.
Megan, they're never gonna
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