Fired Up
Did you feel that too?
- What?
- Your stomach.
It's like butterflies.
My mom said when I met
the right girl, I'd feel butterflies.
I think I'm ready.
Can you believe him?
He falls so easily.
I'm a little more guarded.
I guess it's because
I've been hurt before.
I'll never hurt you.
- My dad.
- My dad.
- You guys are sisters?
- Our dads are friends.
They went to the gym.
They're muscle-heads.
Your best bet is to curl into a ball
until they stop beating you.
I'm telling you this
because I think I might love you.
What's our play?
Run for the window. I'll get
the car keys. Y formation, dog-leg left.
- Ready, break.
- Break.
We should wait
two days before we call them.
Do you think they have any concept
of how fast a car can go?
Reverse kitty cat, dog-leg left,
over the fence, on my count, break.
- Hey, I'm Nick.
- Shawn. Can we use your pool?
Come on, Tigers. Yeah!
Split Johnny left!
Split Johnny left!
Come on! Come on, guys!
Set. Hike.
Yeah! Yeah! All day. All day.
Candy from a baby.
- What do you wanna do?
- That brunette.
Looks like she wouldn't mind
St. Nick stuffed down her chimney.
No, I mean, the play, in the game.
- Come on, guys, focus.
- I've never been more focused.
Check it, couple of meatloaves
in that baby tee.
Not mad at that belly ring either.
Have you seen this blond?
Rackety-rack, don't talk back.
Wonder if her carpet
matches my drapes.
Delay of game, loss of five yards.
And just because
it's a spring scrimmage...
...doesn't mean you can
sh*t yourselves out here. Go!
- Sorry, coach.
- Go, go, go. Come on, go, go.
Tigers!
Come on, crowd
Let's hear some noise
N- O-I-S-E
Noise
God. See, look, we took too long.
Here come
the whack-ass cheerleaders, man.
Noise, N-O-I-S-E
Noise
Tigers.
- Well, I am pumped up.
- All right, what's the play?
Hold on,
baby tee is signing me her number.
- Is that a seven? A five and a two?
- Any day now, sh*t buckets.
I don't wanna run laps all afternoon.
I have a shrink appointment.
Dude, your cousin stuck his finger
in your ass. Get over it.
They playing us loose. Let's
get short passes and extra yardage.
The hell with that, man.
You either bet big or go home.
- You gotta risk it to get the biscuit.
- Aye, my brother.
All right. Pro-zoom trips, deep route,
slant slim boogie on my count. Ready?
Break.
Blue 17, set, hut.
Come on, Shawn.
Come on, baby. Yeah!
- Hey, I'm Nick.
- Shawn.
- Hey, Shawn.
- Hey, Maddy.
Thanks for helping me study Bio.
I'm retarded about reverse osmosis.
No, you're not.
Pressure forcing a solvent
through a membrane...
...like when a water balloon
gets too big and then explodes.
Got it. Thanks. You're so awesome.
No. Science is awesome.
And you're awesome.
Now, go crush that test.
- Thanks.
- High five.
Nick. Hey, Nick.
- Name, name. I need a name.
- Jennifer.
- Jennifer, hi, how are you?
- I'm great. Really great.
- Are you going to the bonfire tonight?
- You know it.
I was just saying to Shawn here...
...I cannot wait to go to the bonfire
so I can hang out with...
- Jennifer.
- Jennifer.
- I'll see you tonight.
- Okay, Jennifer.
- It's not that hard a name to remember.
- I went out with her last semester.
The name gets erased
to make room for new ones.
- There's like 3000 kids at this school.
- Can't you just remember more names?
I don't know how it works.
Talk to Tech Support.
- There are my guys.
- Let's bet how many times...
- ... he says "sh*t. " I say seven.
- No way, 10.
- Hey, coach.
- Hey, coach.
Shitheads think you're the sh*t?
That you don't need
to pay attention out there?
I'll kick the sh*t out of you.
- I guess so.
- Yeah, two weeks without girls.
- Who wouldn't be pumped?
- Don't mess with me, sh*t-dick.
I am gonna push you like you've
never been pushed before.
Your muscles will ache,
your head will throb.
You'll sh*t blood out of holes
you never knew you had.
At least we're gonna
be in Daytona Beach.
No. Change it up this year.
Camp's gonna be in El Paso, Texas.
Hotter than your shithole.
We're gonna get
you shits conditioned.
Bus leaves Monday
at 0-sh*t-hundred hours.
- Which is?
-4:
45 a. m.- Of course.
- The usual.
Skip your morning sh*t
and get down here.
Ten "shits," you win.
How do you always know?
It's a gift. I'm not proud of it.
Bye.
Maybe I'll see you
sometime this summer.
Don't be obvious.
He knows you like him.
You guys coming
to my dad's after camp?
- Hells, yeah. He gave it to you again?
- Nice.
He figures if he lets
me have it one week...
...I'll forgive him for not being there
when I need him.
And guess what. He's right.
Did you hear football camp's gonna
be in El Paso? How cool is that?
We gonna be sweating, hallucinating,
our skin burning.
Like being on shrooms,
but without girls to yell at us.
"Where's the car? Where's the car?
I'm getting scared. Hold my purse. "
- Two weeks, Shawn. Two weeks.
- I know.
Two weeks out of the best
years of our lives.
Two weeks we're never
gonna get back, like, ever.
I know.
So are you guys psyched
for cheer camp or what?
It's, like, all I think about.
had a dream? Well, I do too.
To kick ass at cheer camp. And if
that makes me shallow, then fine.
- Call me and Dr. King shallow.
- That doesn't make you shallow.
That makes you real.
We have got to do better
than last year.
We could take a dump in our pants
and still do better than last year.
- I'm just saying.
- But we're better this year.
And if we work hard,
I think we have a real shot.
I don't know.
There's 300 girls up there...
...who want it just as much
as we do.
- And who are much better than us.
Who want it just as much as we do.
And are much better than us.
Tell you what, man,
that'd be the place to be.
Instead of sweating our balls off
in the desert with Coach Sh*t-Sh*t.
- So let's go.
- What?
Let's go to cheer camp,
be cheerleaders.
- Cheerleaders?
- Yes.
Oh, my God.
Are you coming out to me?
I'm so proud of you, man.
And you know what,
I kind of always knew.
Will you shut up. All right,
I'm too straight to be gay.
I could suck knob
and still be straight.
I could have one in my mouth
and two in each hand...
- ... and still win a straight award.
- All right.
Which is why I wanna go
to cheer camp. Think.
Three hundred hotties
we've never been with before.
I wonder if they let guys
go to cheer camp.
Name, name. Give me a name.
- Carly. She's the captain.
- Hey, Carly.
Yeah, I know, it's the most beautiful
name you've ever heard...
...my eyes look like forever...
...and you love every bone in my body,
especially yours.
No, but that's good.
Mind if I use it?
No, no. No lines.
We wanted to wish you
luck at cheer camp.
Sure, you do. I know your game.
No girl left unturned.
- What?
- How dare you?
No. We just see how hard
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