Getting Schooled Page #4

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Shelly, you have fifteen minutes

to come up

with something spectacular.

Amaze me.

All right it's all clear.

Oh sh*t! What is that?

It's a compound I made using

general household products,

we should set it up

in every hallway

and if he tries to get us

we can throw it on him.

It'll neutralize him.

All right cool, but we're gonna

need more buckets

to put at the end

of each hallway.

Hand me that rat poison.

Go get those buckets.

Hey, Shelly.

Henderson...

You're gonna be all right.

It'll be okay.

I just need to... take a look.

What?

Let's hunt this bastard down!

Our best bet is to drive him

into one of the traps.

What? We'll have to split up

to do that.

She's right.

We're gonna have to come at

this a**hole from all sides.

It's do or die time, shel.

Let's crush this fly!

For Mike, for Hillary.

Roker!

Here, let me help you with that.

Shh.

Better run, Poindexter!

I'll have your goddamn heart

on a platter!

Run!

Test.

Aah! That's better!

I'm looking at you, little lady!

Uh, this one goes out

to all you spoiled little

pieces of sh*t out there.

New wave, baby!

Don't be such a spaz!

Whatever.

Please... no.

I'll do anything.

You're not giving up now,

are you?

Bud?!

We didn't do anything!

Come on, soldier!

There's no use

crying about it now.

Hey, slant-eye!

On second thought...

Let's jam.

Oh, you little... b*tch.

Score!

You really got your head

in the game.

Nighty night.

You b*tch!

What did you throw on me?!

Oh, god!

Die!

It's over?

It's over.

That's all it took?

That's all it took?!

That's all it took?

That's all it took, a**hole?

That's all it took?

That's all it took?!

Oh, sh*t!

I'm outta here, a**hole!

You need to watch

your language, young lady.

Hey!

You're gonna end up with

another detention next week!

Attention, student.

I'm coming for you.

I can hear you, Julie.

You crazy son of a b*tch!

What is wrong with you?!

All we wanted to do

was get out of here,

but you wouldn't let us!

And now I'm stuck here.

Nowhere to run.

Time to die, Julie.

That is all.

You know earlier, when...

she was saying she wanted

to be out

shopping for her prom dress?

I thought, "how typical...

Princess wants to go

shopping for a prom dress.

Why do we do that?

Why do we have these...

misconceived ideas

of one another?

If this wouldn't have happened,

then we wouldn't be

talking like this.

I don't wanna

be like that anymore.

I'm not gonna do this anymore.

Julie!

I smell you.

I smell you!

Where are you, you b*tch?

Huh?

You're in my jungle now.

Understand?

I'm gonna f***in' devour you.

You dink b*tch!

What you did to me...

That was mind control!

Julie!

Hear that?!

It is the sound of nothing.

No chopper's coming for you!

You're in my jungle.

My jungle!

You don't get to

outta here, b*tch.

Oh!

Oh, my boyfriend Mike is dead!

He cut him in half!

That's nothing compared

to what I'll do to you!

I'm gonna end you.

After what you did to me

and my men!

They were my men!

Good men!

I'm gonna wear your ears

for a necklace.

I've got some 556

for your f***ing teeth...

and then I'll devour them

and sh*t 'em out...

on your cold f***ing corpse!

You understand me?!

You dink!

I'm gonna take my blade...

and I'm gonna bury it

deep into you, you b*tch...

like I did

to your boyfriend, Mike!

Thieves, the dinks...

I'm comin' for you!

Sh*t.

Oh, my god.

Where?!

I can't see.

Where are you?!

There you are, slant-eye!

As if!

Well, since we are up here...

let's have a little lesson

in gravity.

Why are you doing this?!

Get back here!

For all my men

lost to the likes of you!

We're just kids!

Scum!

It's 1983!

They're all gone now.

I'm just a kid!

Please! Please!

Ong Thanh, loc ninh...

dak to...

Mekong delta,

tam quan, thom tham Khe,

Khe Sanh!

They're all gone now.

Ghosts!

Please...

Please!

No, no, no!

I live surrounded by ghosts!

No! No!

Help!

Help me!

Little girl?

Please.

No.

I'm an American hero.

Why did you do it?

Why?!

You tried to kill me.

You are the enemies!

We were just stupid kids!

But you are right

about one thing, Mr Roker.

We are enemies now!

And gravity...

Is so righteous.

No!

Sometimes I can't help

but imagine...

what their lives

might have been.

Hillary...

she would be a news anchor...

or a rich socialite...

helping the disadvantaged.

Rusty?

He'd probably be running around

with the other hooligans...

but then again...

this might have changed him.

I could see him

turning a new leaf.

Maybe becoming a cop.

That would be ironic.

Shelly?

Who knows

what amazing discoveries...

she would have made.

How the world will suffer

without her.

Mike.

He'd be winning

the big football game...

and I'd be at the sideline

cheering him on.

We all would.

Sometimes when it's quiet...

and I'm all alone...

I pretend that...

we're married and that

we have two children.

Living...

in a safe suburb somewhere.

But that's all gone now.

Look. That's the girl that lived

through the murder spree.

Wow. I can't believe

she came to prom.

Hey, back off, slick.

Bogus.

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