Hounded Page #2

Presentation

On Recycling

That's Well Thought Out

And Impeccably Worded.

You Have

About 20 Minutes

To Come Up

With A Better

Presentation Than His.

I Have To Meet

With The Food

Services People.

I Have To Sweep

This Spanish Rice Thing

Under The Carpet.

[Door Closes]

Recycling, Huh?

I Don't Get It.

Peterson

Is Less Expensive

Than Starkwell.

Why Would You Have To

Go To Starkwell

If You Don't Want To?

Well, My Mom Can't

Afford Either One,

But My Dad Taught

At Starkwell,

So We Can Get In

For Practically Nothing.

The Competition's

Not For 15 Minutes.

Try And Do

Your Presentation

For Us From Memory.

I--I Don't Think I Can.

Just Try.

[Sighs] All Right.

Here Goes.

Good Afternoon.

Today I Want To Talk

To You About Garbage.

Each Year, Americans

Produce Enough Trash

And Refuse

To Fill

A Convoy Of Trucks

That Would Reach

Halfway To The Moon.

Each Year Americans

Produce Enough Trash

And Ref--Refuse...

Refuse To Fill

A Convoy Of Trucks

That Would Reach

Halfway To The Moon,

And It Is Estimated

That Within The Century

We Will Run Out

Of Landfill

To Handle Our Waste.

Man, How Am I Supposed

To Get Up There

And Give

The Exact Same Speech

Right After Ronny?

I'd Look

Like An Idiot.

Well, Why Didn't

You Say Something?

I Don't Have Any Proof.

What's The Use?

What's The Use?

You'd Be Going

To Peterson Academy

With Me Next Year.

Remember Peterson,

The One

With The Really

Great Art Program?

Or You Could

Just Settle

For The All-Boy

Military Academy

Upstate

With Your Brother.

Hey, Tough Break On That

Scholarship, Martian,

But I Guess

The Best Man Won.

How Does It Feel

To Know That You Won

Using My Presentation?

What? Yeah, Right,

You Big Liar!

Don't Be A Sore

Loser, Martian.

You'll Have Fun

At The Army Academy.

You'll Look Cute Bald.

Oh, Hope To See You

At My Party Next Week.

Don't Hold

Your Breath,

Cheater.

Van Dusen:
It's

About My Wife Eliza

Van Dusen's Dog.

Woman On Cell Phone:

The Pomeranian?

Yes, Her Name

Is Camille.

Can You Hold,

Please?

Yes, I'll Hold.

Ought To Be Ashamed

Charging That Much

For A Candy Bar.

Oh, I'll Get One.

There We Go.

Yeah, Yeah.

Mr. Van Dusen?

Martin, Was It?

Make It Snappy,

I'm On Hold.

It--It's About

The Presentations.

Um, I Think

There's Been--

Woman On Cell Phone:

Mr. Van Dusen?

Don't Ever Put Me

On Hold Again!

Do You Have

Any Idea Who I Am?

I'm Sorry, Sir.

I Wanted

The Nails Trimmed

On All 4 Paws.

The Nails

On The Front Paws

Were Long Enough

To Play The Piano.

I'm Bringing Camille

Back In Tomorrow.

Am I Making Myself

Clear? Thank You!

Walk With Me.

Whatever You Do,

Don't Get Yourself

A Show Dog, Martin.

With The Amount

Of Money I Spend

On My Wife's Mutt

Every Year

I Could Probably

Send 5 Kids

To Peterson Academy.

Um, Sir--

Sorry About

That Scholarship,

By The Way.

Couldn't Be There

Myself For

The Presentation.

The Spanish Rice

Problem Spread

To The Hash Browns.

Yeah, Um,

It's--It's About

The Scholarship, Sir.

It Seems Ronny

Somehow Wound Up

With My Presentation.

I Can Certainly

Understand

How You'd Be Upset

At Not Winning

That Scholarship,

But To Accuse

Another Student

Of Cheating,

That's, Well--

I'm Sure

You're Well Aware

Of The Columbus Hall

Stance On Cheating.

They're Against It?

Very Much So.

Our School Creed,

Written By

Our Founder

Armand Columbus,

My Father-In-Law

By The Way,

Includes The Phrase,

"Steadfast In

All That Is True."

You Know That Means,

Don't You?

It's Anti-Cheating.

That's Right.

Isn't It Possible

The Two Of You

Just Came Up

With Similar Ideas?

It's Just That

Ronny's Presentation

Was Word For Word

Exactly Like Mine.

Didn't The Judges

Say Anything?

W-Well, No, Sir.

See, I Didn't Give

My Presentation

Because I Didn't Have

My Materials.

You Took Them, Remember?

That's Right,

And I Had Them

Destroyed.

So There--Ronny

Couldn't Have Taken

Your Materials.

C-Could You Maybe

Just Ask Ronny About It?

Fine, I'll Ask.

[Cell Phone Dialing]

Mrs. Pintuff?

Phone:
Yes, Sir?

Call Ronny

To My Office,

Please.

P.A.:

Ronny Van Dusen...

I'll Try To Get

To The Bottom

Of This.

In The Meantime,

Let's Not Go Around

Spreading Any

Unsubstantiated

Rumors.

Ronny, In My Office.

Uh, Excuse Me.

I'm Going To Need

A Hall Pass To Get

Back To Class.

Oh, Uh, Yeah.

Uh, I've Got A Bunch

Here Somewhere.

Hmm! At Least

I Should Have

A Bunch Here Somewhere...

But You Never Know.

I Have Been Missing

A Lot Of Hall Passes

Lately.

Oh, I'm Gonna Go

Borrow One From Mr. Novak.

All Right.

Ooh! Heh Heh! I Do

That All The Time.

I'll Be Right Back.

Thanks.

Mr. Van Dusen:

Did You Steal

Jay Martin's

Presentation?

Ronny:
You Told Me

To Win The Dumb Award.

This Is A New Low,

Even For You.

Did You Honestly Think

The Martin Kid

Wasn't Gonna Notice?

Well, I Thought

About It, See?

See, But I Gave

My Presentation

Before He Did,

And I Knew He Wasn't

Gonna Get Up There

And Do The Exact

Same Presentation.

Pretty Smart,

Huh? Ohh.

Where Are His Cards?

Oh, I Left Them

In My Locker.

I Didn't Use Them.

I Copied Them Over.

I Want You To Get Rid

Of Those Cards.

I Don't Want

Any Evidence

Linking A Van Dusen

To Cheating.

You Understand?

Pronto! You Must Be

Out Of Your Mind.

Can I Go Now?

One More Thing

We Need To Talk About.

These!

They Look Like

Detention Slips.

Uh-Huh.

Uh, Are They Mine?

Your Mother's

Been Complaining

To Your Grandfather

That You're

Out Of Control.

You Mess Up One More

Time, Mister,

And There's Going To Be

Dire Consequences.

Dire!

Ok, I Got You.

Let's See Your Pass.

I Don't Have One.

Morning Detention

Tomorrow.

Wait Just A Second.

Here Is His Pass.

He Must've Dropped It

Back There.

Come On.

Thanks, Ronny.

Why Did You Do That?

Please, Dorko.

Now Listen,

I Don't Need You

Ruining Detention

For Me And My Friends.

Ok? We Have

A Sweet Deal Going,

And You'll Come In

And You'll Be All...

Behavey, See,

And We Don't Need That.

It's Worth The 2 Bucks

I Could've Gotten

For The Pass.

Now Take A Hike.

Good.

Hey, Martian.

Watch It, Road Hog!

Ha Ha Ha!

Nice Wheels, Buddy!

[Telephone Rings]

[Ringing]

Mrs. Martin, Recording:

Hi, You've Reached

The Martin Residence.

Please Leave A Message

After The Tone,

And We'll Get Back To You

As Soon As We Can.

Thank You.

[Beep]

Mike:
Hey, Little

Brother, It's Me.

If You're Home,

Pick Up The Phone,

Please.

Come On, Pick It Up,

Pick Up.

Jay, I Know You're

Sitting There

Listening To This.

All Right,

Look, Uh, I'm

Not Gonna Be Able

To Get Home

Tonight, Ok?

My Jeep Broke Down,

And The Guy

Won't Be Able

To Get The Part

Until Tomorrow.

So, I Want You

To Call Up

The Zachareys

And Ask Them

If You Can Stay

At Their Place

Tonight, Ok?

Uh, My New Eta

Will Be

1600 Hours Tomorrow.

And, Jay,

No Screw-Ups!

[Dial Tone]

If You Told

Mr. Van Dusen,

Then He'll Have To

Investigate It.

There's

An Honor Code

At Columbus.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes