Haunting Of Winchester House

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-Is he here yet?|-No.

-You scared him.|-I gotta take a massive piss.

Dude, any excuse for you|to pull that thing out.

Anyone got any beer?

We finished them all back at school.|Besides, you've had enough.

I've got one. It's not cold,|but it's yours if you want it.

All you gotta do is sit up, beg,|roll over and shake that booty.

-Thanks a lot, Eric.|-Anytime, anywhere.

-This is gonna be sweet.|-I'm glad I thought of it.

You're animals.|Just because he's new.

You've talked sh*t the whole time.|Why don't you be quiet?

You know how it is.|Nobody's forcing him to show up.

What if he doesn't?|I want to go back to the dance.

Belinda, why don't you go back|to the dance by yourself?

I wasn't talking to you, Dean.

You know I don't dance.

It's true. I've seen him bust a move.|It ain't pretty.

But a brother like me is ready|to get his freak on. What you say?

Put it away before you hurt somebody.

Like yourself.

He's here!

All right, here he comes.

Hey, check out the Safari Joe truck.

I can't wait to see you fly!

Hey, nice shirt, Opie.

You're late.

I thought I said be here at 10,|but you know....

When I say be here at 10, be here.|Can you remember that next time?

If there is a next time!

Dean! Is he always like that?

Always, man. So how about it?|You ready to fly?

Wait up, baby!

Let me get on your back.|Giddyap! Giddyap!

Okay, here's the deal.

You're gonna jump|from up there into here.

That's it, and you're one of us. Okay?

-You ready?|-Yeah.

All right. All right.

Let's do this, okay?

It's cake, man.|Hell, I'm jumping with you.

-How deep is this?|-I don't really know.

Let's go find out.

Let's do it.

Yeah! Sh*t, yeah!

Come on, let's go!

Jump!

-You done this?|-We've all done it.

-I hope you had your Wheaties!|-You guys gonna do this tonight?

On three.

One.

Two.

Three!

Oh, sh*t.

Landon, he's hurt!

-Is he okay?|-Landon, get down here!

-What the hell?|-Dean, what the hell?

-You guys, he's hurt!|-Come on, man!

-I told you it was a bad idea!|-Get him out of the water!

-Hurry up!|-Is he dead? What are we gonna do?

Help me!

-Get him over here!|-There's a pipe. He must have hit it!

Get him out of the water!

Watch his head! Watch his head!

Hey, who's down there?

Tracie, come on!

Central, we've got trespassers.|Send a squad car.

Come on, Landon.

Come on!

You guys, just take him!

Give me his arms!

I got him.

We gotta get out of here.

-Go! Get out of here!|-Landon, come on!

I told you not to do this!

Calm down.

Belinda, let's go!

Come on, get in! I'm driving.

Damn it!

Sh*t!

Put your hands on the wheel.

You know, Mama,|my leg really hurts today.

I don't think I can go anyplace.

-Maybe I should call your father.|-No.

I'm not talking to him.

This has gotta stop between you two.|You can't do that. You need a father.

Let us be thankful today|that a life was saved by our Lord.

And let us pray for the lives|of the others involved...

...who are clearly not|on the path of righteousness.

-So how's the leg, man?|-It's good.

I can't believe you were in jail.

-What'd you tell them?|-It was a nice night for a drive.

Ended up at the cement factory,|found Gephardt.

Tried to help him, got spooked.

Figured I'd leave before|they thought I was involved.

Gotta hand it to you.|You're a Jedi Master of bullshit.

Damn, that Jamie Sullivan|sure has style.

Wore that dress in the fourth grade.

It's the quiet ones you gotta watch.

She might put it on a brother|like a Pop-Tart.

A little maintenance,|she might not look bad.

Nice sweater.

Thank you.

Thank you.

A student claims you were drinking|on school property.

Lucky for you,|Clay Gephardt isn't talking.

The factory owners aren't pressing|charges. At least not today.

I said I'd arrange|appropriate punishment.

What, are you gonna expel me?

Not yet.

Besides attending class, you will help|our janitorial staff after school.

-For pay?|-For the inner satisfaction it brings.

Saturdays, you'll tutor students|at our sister school.

You'll take part|in the drama club's final event.

The spring play?

It's time you experienced|other things.

Started spending time|with other kinds of people.

Don't blow it, Landon.

This is a device made of plastic wrap,|a coat hanger and Wite-Out.

-Does anyone know what it is?|-It's a star frame.

This is a star frame.

It will help you locate stars|with your naked eye.

Mercury and Jupiter can be seen just|over the west horizon after sunset.

Bet you can see angels up there,|flying around.

There are things that|could be called miraculous.

The more Einstein studied the universe,|the more he believed in a higher power.

Well, if there is a higher power...

...why can't he get you a new sweater?

He's too busy looking for your brain.

Laugh, it's a joke.

-Let's get out of here.|-I gotta stay.

Principal's gone.|Let's make some moves.

Come on. Come on.

I don't know.|The custodian thing kind of suits you.

Thanks, buddy. Thank you.

Look at the chart,|you'll see Halley's comet.

Okay, so I'll see you at school.

My parents aren't home,|if you want to come inside.

Come on, Belinda. Nothing's changed.

I know. I just thought....

It's over.

Yeah. Whatever.

Okay.

Good morning, Landon.

Landon, wake up!

Come on. Up, up, up, up!

Up!

It's Saturday, no school.

Tutoring.

Let's try this again.

Which of these are similar triangles?|This one or that one?

What do you think?

Man, I think this is bullshit!

Makes two of us.

Do you wanna buy some raffle tickets?

I'm trying to raise money|to buy Jefferson new computers.

No.

So I saw you in there with Luis.

And I know it can be difficult...

...but maybe you should back|into it from somewhere else.

Are you gonna go visit Clay Gephardt?

That would be a no.

They moved him from the hospital|to a rehab place.

Is this your idea of small talk?

If so, your social skills need work.|No one made him jump.

-It's called peer pressure.|-How do you know?

You read it in your precious book?

Please don't pretend|like you know me, okay?

But I do. I do.

We have all the same classes|since kindergarten.

Why, you're Jamie Sullivan.|You sit at lunch table seven.

It's not the reject table, but it's|definitely self-exile territory.

You have exactly one sweater.|You look at your feet when you walk.

And for fun, you tutor on weekends...

...and hang out|with the Stars and Planets kids.

How's that sound?

Fairly predictable.|Nothing I haven't heard before.

-You don't care what people think?|-No.

I don't know what your problem is.|Miss Garber has nice hooters.

This is bullshit. Thanks.

I can't wait to see you in stage|makeup. That's gonna be cool.

-Be back in an hour.|-Tell them to do West Side Story.

Get that nice big-booty girl|from Selena. Maria! Maria!

This year's spring musical is about|fiery passion and blazing Tommy guns.

Written by our own Eddie Zimmerhoff.|Words and music by Jamie Sullivan.

It tells the story of Tommy "The Gun"|Thornton in Prohibition-era New York.

Eddie, perhaps--

Mr. Carter, better late than never.|Please join us.

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