Drillbit Taylor Page #10
- Oh, give me a break, Drillbit.
I know you and the Drillbit I know
isn't capable of really doing it!
Hoo-rah!
I'm giving you one more chance
to save this friendship!
Damn it! You ready for this, Don?
- No!
- Yeah!
Polish that turd, Don!
I'm dead.
- You're dead.
- I'm sad.
Wade, what's wrong?
Is everything okay?
Yeah, but you're not gonna
wanna go home.
- Oh, no, no, no. The cable go out?
- lf it is, you're dead.
Of course it was your fault!
You were home!
Bear with me.
I didn't mean for this to happen.
Oh, God.
Please don't scream.
What the hell?
I thought we were robbed!
We were!
We didn't get robbed!
We got rearranged!
You and your weirdo friends
have a marijuana party?
- No!
- Oh, honey.
- Punish him, Dad.
- Yeah, don't let him get away with this.
- Are you smoking pot?
- No. I'm really confused.
No, no, Wade.
Drillbit must have done it.
Who's Drillbit?
You tell me what's going on now, Wade.
I just... I think it's weird, you know,
that this is what I get for trying to make
them feel like a part of the group.
I mean, I saw it like a school tradition.
It's hazing, yeah, but
just to, you know, make them
feel like they belonged.
Sort of like a fun initiation.
I mean, didn't you all have that
when you were kids?
Yeah. I remember my first few days.
Got tied to the flagpole,
egged a few times.
At the end of it, it's all laughs.
Yeah, Wade, boys, you really
shouldn't have panicked like that.
Yeah, this boy's not dangerous,
not compared to a dirty,
homeless ex-soldier.
that guy, he could've really hurt me.
All right. I'm... I'm sorry, but your boys
brought a fugitive onto school property
threatening the safety of my students.
Now, I don't... I don't wanna point
any fingers here,
but I think we all know who's to blame.
You put my life in danger, guys.
You put my life in danger, guys.
It's worse than any hazing
I'm just lucky I was able
to defend myself.
Who knows what might have happened?
This guy's a veteran!
How many people might he have killed?
Did anybody see "To Catch a Predator"
on Dateline?
- I watched that!
- I saw that, yeah.
It's where they set the booby trap
for the pedophiles.
- Oh, yeah, yeah.
- A grandfather, a priest...
You think you're on a date,
and then all of a sudden,
police are everywhere.
- Yeah.
- My God, this guy knows where we live.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
I think you'll be glad to know I gave
security camera footage of this Drillbit
to the police and they said
they'd be watching for him.
No, what the hell's the matter
with you guys?
Are you mentally defective
or something?
You got to understand,
Drillbit was around because
this psychopath over here
was gonna murder us!
I mean, Filkins is the real criminal!
Yes! He has a samurai sword
- he has used on his other victims!
- All right...
Sit down!
Sit down!
Thank you very much.
Now, Terry.
Oh, yeah. All of it.
I'm really a samurai warrior from
the 14th century sent to kill them.
He's cute.
Okay, I hope I speak for everyone here
in saying that I feel
this issue is resolved.
- Thank you. Okay, okay.
- All right?
Very good.
Thank you for coming in, folks.
- Thank you.
- All right, yeah.
- Hey, wasn't that fun?
- Hell, yeah.
- Oh, my goodness!
- Great.
- You feel better now, honey?
- Terry, honey.
I did not know you were all alone.
We want to have you over to the house
for dinner, okay?
- That would be wonderful!
- Wade could use more friends.
Give me one, please.
You're kind of a born loser. It's funny.
It's not funny.
It's funny to me.
Come on, don't jinx me. Don't jinx me.
- I got it, man!
- Dude!
Look at that! Yes!
You got a ticket to Canada!
You better believe it! Come on, man!
Finally! Finally, I get one!
Come here, you!
This candy's on me! Put it down!
You got it! Well, maybe just get
one of them. Here. Here you go!
Okay, keep your eyes peeled.
- Do you see Filkins?
- No, but I see Brooke.
Gonna go for it. I'm gonna ask her out.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- You waited all this time. Why now?
- Why not?
My life sucks so badly,
even if she says no,
it's not like I'll have very far to fall.
I don't know.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Look, I don't know how to do this.
In fact, I've been wanting to do this
for a while. I just didn't know
when would be a good time. I don't...
I didn't know if it would ever be
a good time. I mean, if I'd ever think...
It's okay, Brooke.
Yo, bro, I swear to God
those ain't my sodas,
but if you wanted to, say, hire me
or something, like a bodyguard,
I think maybe I could dedicate my life
to finding the real culprit.
Wade, come on.
I'm okay with this, so let's just go.
What'd you say, ho?
Okay, you know what?
What is your problem?
Why don't you just leave them alone?
What are you gonna do, bro?
What are you gonna do?
You aren't gonna do anything,
because you don't have any balls.
- Leave him alone!
- It's just not in you.
You see? Look at that.
Sackless!
Why do you even waste my time?
You're pathetic.
You all right, Wade?
- He's just insecure inside.
- Get up. Let's get out of here.
- Wade?
Where are you going?
- T-Dog! Stop him!
- Fight! Fight!
Come on, Wade!
I'll kick the crap out of you right now.
You know why?
Half because
everyone is sick of your garbage
and half because
of what you said to Brooke!
Do you think I'm dumb?
Trying to trick me
into getting myself in trouble?
Fine. Then we'll beat your face in
somewhere else.
- Anywhere. Go ahead. You name it.
- Okay, good.
Everybody! Everybody! I'm gonna kick
their asses tonight at my house!
Everybody should come!
It's gonna be hilarious!
Ultimate Geek Fighting!
Once you step on my property,
you're freaking trespassing, brother,
and I can do anything I want.
You're nothing but a pathetic wimp,
and everyone's gonna know
by the end of tonight, brother!
And I will see you there!
What have I just done?
That was awesome, man.
- Me and Emmit are gonna back you up.
- Oh, now it's "me and Emmit."
You've never been nice to me, Ryan,
and I've only been kind to you.
And I've tried so hard
to make this friendship work,
but I am not going to die
for someone who won't die for me!
"Survival technique."
I renounce violence.
I have a future!
What do we do next?
Guess we'd better learn how to fight.
- Jump left, jump left.
- Come on, Blue.
- That's what I'm talking about!
- No, no, no, no.
- That's what I'm talking about!
- Come on!
Come on! Yes!
This PowerBar's really working.
I feel stronger.
I feel fatter.
Well, what do you want me to do?
You just want me to hit you?
Come on. Do me this one favor.
That was perfect!
All right. We need to learn
how to take a punch.
You ready? Let me go first.
- All right?
- Okay.
Block out the pain.
Remember what that douche bag
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