Legally Blondes Page #8

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You used the Uber code

that you got from Tiffany

to steal the answers

to the history test from his computer,

which you then shrink-copied

down to a perfect crib sheet.

And you Ieft a scuff mark.

You broke off Chris'key

in the Iock to frame him.

While Tiffany whined

about the postponed exam,

you taped the cheat sheet beneath Izzy's...

I mean, my desk.

After returning the key to Chris'bag,

you had plenty of time to rejoin Tiffany

and revel in your misdeeds.

Since you had the answers to the test,

you figured you'd use them,

hence your first good grade

in a Iong time, right?

Right?

Right?

Enough!

Stop with the clicking already!

Okay, I did it! I did it.

And Tiffany paid me with an Uber phone.

You're just gonna give it up Iike that?

Are you some kind of jellyfish?

You Iet a blonde make you crack?

You are pathetic.

Well, so what if I did?

Okay, I did it! But who cares?

'Cause my family owns the very seats

that your pathetic butts are sitting on!

And that goes for you, too, Iady.

You got a problem with me?

Well, you can take that up

with my daddy's Iawyers.

Tiffany Donohugh and Justin Whitley,

for violating the Pac Prep honor code,

you are both expelled!

You did it!

Are you kidding me? You can't expel me.

I own this school!

Take her away!

That's justice!

Get your meat hooks off me, sir!

And get your freaking hands...

You, Annabelle and Isabelle Woods,

I've got my eye on both of you.

Case dismissed.

Yes!

Annie, that was fantastic!

Daddy! Thanks.

I'm jealous. It was awesome!

You should have seen the Iook on his face.

Thank you, Annie.

Oh, hi.

- Hi there.

- Look, I'm not much of a dancer,

- but you got a date for formal?

- I'd Iove to!

This is the best dance ever.

I almost wish Tiffany was here.

I wonder how she's doing.

Oh, I'm sure she's gone to a better place.

What?

Wait a minute!

There must be some kind of mistake.

It reeks of bologna in here!

Somebody Iet me out!

So...

Can I have this dance?

You think too much

Give it up

Let it flow through you

- Can you believe those blondes?

- Yeah.

Actually, they're the only ones I do believe.

Want to dance?

Are you sure you want to be seen

dancing with a scholarship kid?

Takes one to know one.

That was you who rang

Justin's phone, wasn't it?

I'd just figured it was time

for school to give blonde a chance.

It's not over, girls.

There's a new brunette in charge.

So, you think we should stay?

I think I can be persuaded.

Hold on, hold on

Hold on

This is my Iife

I'm on my own

Don't need anyone

To guide me down the road

I'm finding out who

Yeah, who I wanna be

This is me

This is my Iife

I'm in control

Movin' so fast

To where I wanna go

I'm shouting out who

Yeah, who do you see?

Yeah, this is me

This is me

Just don't tell me

How to Iive my Iife

I've got to have control

I Iive for the fight

And I win every time

This is my Iife

I'm on my own

Don't need anyone

To guide me down the road

I'm finding out who

Yeah, who I wanna be

This is me

This is my Iife

I'm in control

Movin' so fast

To where I wanna go

I'm shouting out who

Yeah, who do you see?

Yeah, this is me

Yeah, this is me

Yeah, this is me

Yeah, this is me

Yeah, this is me

Yeah, this is me

Mmm, yeah

Mmm, mmm, yeah

Mmm, mmm, yeah

Mmm, mmm, yeah

Mmm, mmm, yeah

Mmm, mmm, yeah

Lucky girl

You've been Iiving

in a Iucky world

You've been Iiving

Red balloons

On such a sunny afternoon

And rolling. And action.

This is Annie's briefcase.

There's got to be

something in here I can use.

Perfect.

Where every moment is Iike

Exactly how you feel

Someone who knows

your Iove is real

Yeah, you're a Iucky girl

L-L-L-Lucky girl

I know that all

your wishes can be true

Speed.

- A mark.

- And action.

We're dressed Iike this in honor

of the Queen Mary!

Yes, of course. You see, the Queen Mary

was a first-class ocean Iiner

that Iater transported our troops

during World War II.

Sometimes up to...

How many men, Mr. Golden?

Fifteen thousand to a man. In one crossing.

World War II was a time of great sacrifice.

Women didn't wear stockings so nylon

could go towards making parachutes.

We've decided to honor

the memory of those

who went without by also going without.

God bless America.

God bless America!

God save the Queen?

God save the Queen!

Anything you need you'll get

It's a girl's world

Don't you know

Don't you know, baby

Anything is real if you believe it

Everything that you believe

Roll please.

Speed.

- Marker.

- And here we go. And action.

It's probably back in the classroom.

Thanks. When it's all clear, I'll have a Iook.

Well, we don't want

Annie's heart to be broken.

Speaking of Annie, do you have a date

to the winter formal yet?

'Cause I know a certain someone

who Ioves to dress up,

and just so happens to share my DNA.

I'm working on it.

Oh, drill's over.

- Come on, I'll race you back to class.

- Let's hit those books!

That was great and cut.

Be there for whatever

Anywhere you want is where you're headed

Anything you need, you'll get

It's a girl's world

Okay, we're rolling.

Okay. And here we go, girls. And action.

Ms. Higgins, students, teachers,

distinguished alumni,

Chris Lopez and I are guilty.

Order.

Guilty of using poor judgment.

We did use the triple-zero key.

And we used it to get into Mr. Golden's

office the night before the test,

where I did Iose my bracelet.

Guilty, guilty, guilty.

Case closed.

But all we did was retrieve

my sister's notebook,

hardly a crime worthy of expulsion.

Annie Ieft it in the classroom.

And apparently, Mr. Golden moves

Ieft items,

and puts them into his inner office.

- For safekeeping.

- That's true.

I object.

Great, cut.

It's a girl's world

Don't you know?

It's a girl's world

Baby, oh, yeah

Girl's world

- Speed.

- D mark

AII right and action.

Mr. Golden, when and where do you

Iike to read your morning paper?

Well, in my private office

before class every morning.

And when you're finished reading

the paper, what do you do with it?

Oh, well, I'm afraid I usually

just throw it on the floor.

And then, after class, I remember,

I come back and pick it up,

and put it into the recycling bin.

I'm afraid I'm a Iittle bit sloppy.

That's the truth.

More yelling from the audience?

This isn't some ding, dang puppet show!

Order!

Cut!

We can dance all night

Mr. Wellington, are you friends

with Mr. Justin Whitley?

Yeah. He's cool, I guess.

Is there something Mr. Whitley

finds unpleasant?

- Something he asks you to do.

- I don't know.

Sharpen his pencils, I guess.

He finds it distasteful. The noise, that is.

Justin seems a Iittle sensitive to noises.

No more questions.

Cut it! Nice.

- Speed.

- A mark.

We're rolling, rolling.

Speaking of humiliating afflictions,

you should see Rainbow dance.

I am the bee's knees.

- Let's see it.

- Show it.

- Show it.

- Okay, all right.

So dance all night tonight

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