Kindergarten Cop 2 Page #6

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for the one year,

and you make that

personal connection with them,

like they're your

own kids, kinda.

And then they leave you

for first grade

and forget all about you.

Brats.

Right?

No, but you get to

see them still, at the school

and it's so cool

to watch them grow up.

I like the trailer.

Ah.

I like the car.

I like the girl.

Eh...

Too skinny for me.

Looks like she doesn't cook.

So how well did you know Kevin?

Kevin?

Uh...

Pretty well, I mean, he was right

next door for three years...

Did he ever act weird,

like before he died?

What do you mean? Did he ever

ask you to keep stuff for him?

Zack, what are you talking about?

I don't know, like a backpack

or a flash drive, or...

Unmarked packages?

Okay, this is getting

officially really weird.

Why are you so interested

in Kevin all the time?

You know, if I know Kevin

better, I could know the kids.

Okay...

Kevin was really sweet.

We were friends.

And he never gave me

any unmarked packages

or secret brown envelopes.

And he died in

a tragic car accident,

and not in some spy movie.

Yeah, yeah, right, totally.

Twix?

You have got to be kidding,

we just had

a huge dessert, Zack.

I know, it's kind of weird.

It's sort of my thing.

And my one vice.

How do you stay in such good

shape if you eat so much sugar?

You think I'm in

good shape, huh?

Maybe.

You want me to show you

how I stay in shape?

No.

Come on, come on.

Whoa!

I'll go get us some drinks.

Okay.

That guy, the old one.

Cheers.

Oh, hey.

Hey.

I just met the nicest guy,

and his son happens to go

to Hunts Bay Academy.

What a small world. You

told him where you worked?

Alexander.

Zack.

Zack, nice to meet you.

We'd better go.

No, he ordered us shots.

Olivia, let's go. Please, this

is insulting my...

Country.

Let's go, come on.

Very nice meeting you.

What the hell, Zack?

I don't like being dragged

around like a cave woman.

That was AlexanderZogu.

He's the head of the

Albanian crime syndicate.

He kills people for a living.

Wait, and you know him?

No, I don't know him.

I've seen his pictures

in the papers.

Oh.

So, you were, like,

protecting me?

I just didn't like the way

he touched you.

Huh.

Well, A, I can take care of

myself, thank you very much.

B...

It's kind of hot

that you did it anyways.

Olivia, listen,

I really like you

and I am really going to

regret saying this,

but can we continue this

some other time?

Yeah.

Take you home?

Yep.

We are running out of time.

Sanders?

Yes, sir?

I want you to head

the surveillance team on Zogu.

I want to know where he is, I want

to know what he eats for lunch,

I want to know what size

of a crap he takes,

everything, until we get him

into that courtroom.

Yes, sir.

If Zogu knows about Olivia

he's certainly made

the connection to Kevin.

But that doesn't mean he knows

about the kids' involvement.

How close are you

to making a breakthrough?

Well, it's

sort of hard to tell, sir.

Well, they're definitely

warming up to me.

Warm is not good enough!

Time is running out!

You need to up your game.

Yes, sir.

Can we get out of here, sir?

Dismissed, out!

Okay.

Hey, Reed!

Did you sleep

with that hot teacher?

I feel bad about it,

but you know,

you gotta do something,

well, here he is.

You wanted to see me?

Yes, come in.

Mr. Reed,

do you know what this is?

Yeah, that's a M26C

taser with 50,000 volts.

So you admit that it is yours?

What are you talking about?

That's Hal's taser.

I don't need a taser

to defend myself.

Okay, he's lying.

I found it in his briefcase.

It's his taser.

You need to fire him.

He broke the rules.

This place is an insane asylum.

Ah...

Hal, I don't know

where you found this...

...but you have to get it

out of here, now.

This is a place of peace, not war.

Oh, my nuts!

Oh, I shot his nuts.

Oh, God.

Please make it stop.

I don't know how.

Give it to me.

Whoops!

What do you mean, "Whoops"?

Breathe into the pain.

Oh...

- It's a relief.

- Baby Jesus.

Ugh. I'll get

the baby wipes.

Hal, did you sh*t yourself?

Mr. Zogu,

I got you, buddy.

Okay.

Three girls for breakfast,

really?

Such a clich.

I've got five kids,

18 Costco cards...

Where is the justice

in this world?

Follow.

Yeah, come over here, guys.

Okay, game day. You ready

to get your butt kicked?

Well, look, I better warn you,

I taught my kids

some battlefield tactics.

Oh, really? Care to put a wager

on the game then, soldier?

Well, let's see, I like

that competitive attitude.

All right,

um, loser pays for dinner.

You got yourself a deal.

Hide the fake flag, Sophie.

All right! Hey,

guys, back over there.

Go guard the flag.

Always protect the flag, guys.

Remember.

Go get the flag.

Go get the flag.

Faster, like we practiced.

Wow, really? Okay. Kids, flank left.

Flank left?

Come on, guys. Cream 'em!

Shock and awe.

Smash them, guys.

Smash them?

Well, come on!

Okay, smash them back!

There it is, get the flag.

That's one.

Sophie, take out your fake flag.

Hey, guys, I got the flag. GIRL:

Hey, look, she got the flag.

She got it.

Hey, everybody, I got the flag.

I got the flag.

All right. Oh,

come on, that's cheating.

We got the flag.

Trojan horse.

Superior strategy always wins the day.

Unbelievable.

Superior numbers is no match

for superior strategy!

What you got, Sanders?

Hey, I have that file that

you asked for on Molly's dad.

Laid off from the Times.

Worked in ad sales.

You got any medical records?

No history of alcoholism,

but credit card records

and surveillance cams

suggest that he's been

drinking during the day.

How did you get

the credit cards?

Come on, man,

don't worry about it.

Get it done, Reed.

Hey, Mr. Edwards,

hold up.

So, I heard you got laid off

from your job at the Times.

How did you hear that?

I asked around.

Look...

I know what you're going through.

No, you don't know anything.

Yeah, I do.

When I was in school...

My dad got sick.

And when he died, it hit

me hard and I dropped out,

I didn't think things

would get any better.

But then one day I woke up, and I

just felt I had a lot more to give.

I got a job

and I turned things around.

Well, I've looked

for a job, okay?

Nobody wants to hire

a middle-aged salesman.

I know some people.

Let me ask around for you.

Would you do that for me?

I'd do that for Molly.

All I ask is, don't take

it out on your family.

Molly loves you and she needs

you to step up and be her dad.

Hey.

So that's why you dropped out

of law school?

Come on.

Up next, we have a personal training

session with the eligible bachelor,

and our own kindergarten

teacher, Mr. Reed.

Now, remember,

no discrimination here,

men, women, and inter-gender

feel free to bid.

Excuse me'? Let's start

the bidding at $100.

One hundred dollars.

Two hundred dollars.

Two fifty.

Two fifty.

- Three hundred.

- Game on.

Three hundred, do I hear 350?

I've got four.

Four fifty.

- Five! 500.

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