Evilspeak

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( waves crashing )

( music )

( speaking Latin )

( chanting )

( music )

( crowd cheering )

Jeez!

What the hell are you doing?

You screwed up

for the last time, Cooperdick.

Come on, get the ball!

Nice game, Cooperdick.

Hey, slick.

It wasn't your fault, man.

Tell that to them.

It was a good game.

Come on.

Cooperdick, you're a bad joke.

We're gonna settle this later, pal.

Why don't you guys leave him alone.

Cut it out.

Cut it off, you mean.

I'm trying my hardest out there.

You couldn't play for

the March of Dimes, Coopersmith.

Well, I am playing.

The coach says I get to play.

The coach?

Coach that.

Knock it off!

Come on girls.

This place looks like a sh*t house.

You got five minutes to shower

and get the hell out of here.

Hey Coach, are you really gonna

play him against John Paul Jones?

Everybody plays sports here, Bubba.

I guess that's another

game we're gonna lose?

Come here, Bubba.

Listen to me.

You know the policy as well as I do.

Everybody plays two out

of every four quarters,

now what the hell you

expect me to do about that?

Huh?

Now, if something happened

to Coopersmith

so he couldn't play...

Hey Slick, you still

on extra duty at the chapel?

Yeah, I got to start cleaning

that freaking cellar today.

I'll bet you'll be

down there all year.

Maybe 'til he graduates.

Hey, Cooperdick, you should really

take advantage of visiting day.

Maybe you could get

out of your detail.

Big dope.

You have to have

a mother and a father.

Coopersmith's are dead.

Oh. Maybe they'll let the lady

from the welfare office visit you.

Maybe they'll let her

pass as your mother.

Hey.

The way I see it, Mrs. Caldwell,

the military's the backbone of this

country, our only hope in preserving

this democratic way of life of ours,

good stock and breeding will tell.

There was a time when only the

sons of the right families attended

our academy here, but now,

due to our financial condition,

we're obliged to take in

welfare cases like Coopersmith.

Reverend?

Reverend Jameson?

( sinister music )

Reverend?

Reverend Jameson?

( music )

What the hell

are you doing down here?

( stuttering )

I'm on punishment duty, Sir.

Um, well, I came down

looking for the Reverend.

I'll just start

cleaning out the cellar.

Nobody told me about it.

Well you know,

I bet you he forgot.

Nobody knows

you're down here, huh?

Coopersmith?

( Jameson )

Oh, it's you, Sir.

When I didn't find you upstairs, I

came down here and started cleaning

some of this junk, and well

then, I ran into the Sarge here.

Sargent, Private Coopersmith

is on a punishment detail.

Punishment?

Yes, and I want you

to give him a hand.

Why... I don't have

enough to do as it is.

Coopersmith here

will do all the work.

Okay. Okay.

( laughing )

There's the Reverend.

Pardon my dust.

I just come up from the cellar.

I've just been giving Mrs. Caldwell

a tour of the grounds.

I've always admired the

architecture of your school.

Why, thank you.

But what always intrigued me,

is the chapel.

I think the Reverend has a

better background of that than I.

He made a study of it.

I was curious about

the old building myself,

so I... I started to do

a little digging.

( band music )

( squeaky door closing )

( metal clanking )

Oh, come on.

Come on, guy.

Jesus.

( Jameson ) And the founder of the

order was a certain Father Esteban.

You see, the actual land

that the school sits on,

was given to Esteban in

an order of Spanish monks

when they fled the inquisition.

( laughing )

( Sarge) Whoa.

Ahh.

( humming )

This work...

( laughing )

( sinister music )

( creaky door opening )

( whispering )

Oh my God.

Wow.

What a score.

( rat screeching )

( door slamming shut )

Ugh.

( music )

Rumor has it that

before being executed,

Esteban vowed to return

and extract his revenge.

The signal would manifest

itself on these very grounds.

Hmm.

How interesting.

( music )

Crowbar.

Did you enjoy your tour of

the chapel, Mrs. Caldwell?

Oh, I certainly did.

Reverend Jameson

was most informative.

Oh, there's Douglas.

Douglas.

You have a fine son

there, Mrs. Caldwell.

Thank you.

Mother's going now.

Give her a kiss.

Oh, Mom.

I hope we have the financial

resources to do right by him.

Oh, I'm sure you will, Colonel.

I'll have a talk with

the Senator tonight.

He's very big on military causes,

especially tax exempt ones.

Nice to have you.

( sinister music )

( bubbling water )

( grunting )

They unplugged my clock.

Damn.

Look at my clothes.

( teacher in Latin )

Rise, arise...

( Latin ) get possession of,

become master of.

( Latin ) greedy, attack.

You are late, Coopersmith.

I hope you have an

unimpeachable excuse.

Your silence pleases me, Coopersmith.

I will consider any excuse

unacceptable short of your being

detained from visitors

from outer space.

( laughs )

( all laughing )

I take it we can rule out

extraterrestrial interference?

Yes, sir.

Now, with your

permission, I will continue.

Gentlemen,

over the next few weeks,

we will be campaigning

as Julius Caesar.

We will try to duplicate

Caesar's military strategy

as well as read Latin.

The final exam will consist of

questions about that strategy

as well as your ability to master

Latin grammar and vocabulary.

For your sake, I hope that all of

you have become little experts

at conjugation,

declension and irregular verbs.

Also, let me emphasize strongly the

importance of the model assignment

upon which you are working.

I expect nothing less than

perfection in concept and execution.

Remember, this is a military academy.

Any mistake big or small will be

dealt with in the most severe terms.

Understood?

You must never forget you're

being trained in a military career.

An inferior model will

earn you an F in this class.

( Latin )

A word to the wise, Coopersmith.

( bell ringing )

Dismissed.

Not you, Coopersmith.

This is the second time you

have been late this week Coopersmith.

I want you to report to the Colonel's

office after your last class.

I do not understand you, Coopersmith.

You have a fine mind... if only

you were to apply yourself.

I do try, Sir.

Well, you know my model catapult?

I'm using one of the computers

to check my configurations

so it will be really accurate.

Hmm.

I hope it is for your sake.

Now, you'd best get out of here or

you will be late for your next class.

Yes, Sir.

( sinister music )

What's the matter

with you Cooperdick?

What's the matter, huh?

( laughing )

Come get your hat.

- What's the matter?

- Oh.

Hey! Why don't you

guys leave 'em alone?

How would you like to follow his hat?

( grunting )

Break it up.

Come on.

- Good afternoon, men.

- Good afternoon, Sir.

Jo Jo, I hope you men are

ready for the game on Saturday.

Yes, Sir.

And let's not forget the rally.

We want to have some good fun.

- We wouldn't miss it, Sir.

- That's right, Sir.

Coopersmith, where's your hat?

- I lost it.

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