Mask Page #2

I had been planning on going|by myself, but now you're back...

That'd be great!|I'd do anything to get out of school.

Cool! Look at that one.

Can I pick him up?|- Take your pick!

Hi, puppy.

He was born for you, Rocky.|- I've got to ask my mom.

Come on, Ben. I'll be right back.|- I'll save him for you.

Try this. - What's special about it?|- It's dusted with angel weed.

Mom? - What?|- I've gotta show you. - Wait.

Am I interrupting something?|- What do you want?

This lady has really cool puppies...|Did you see them, Doze?

No, no puppy.|- Why?

Because you never talk to the cat,|or feed the fish, the bird or rabbit.

I'll feed the dog, I promise.|- Read my lips, Rock: No!

Is the big guy a dummy, or what?

Dozer just doesn't like to talk.

Show her your other stuff.|- Take your pick.

Don't let it bother you.|My mom's a pain in the ass also.

I don't believe this.|- What? - It's Gar!

Come on.

Is that Rocky's dad?|- No, I was married to Rocky's dad.

Who the hell is that?|- Just a guy I used to know.

Damn, it's good to see you.|- Where've you been? - Dn the road.

Gettin' taller. Must be pourin' that|health food sh*t into ya. - She is.

Don't cut yourself.|- Thanks.

Been OK? - Yeah.|- Still planning the Europe run?

More than ever. We were just|talking about it. Weird! - Yeah.

How's everybody else doin'?|- Like who?

Grandma and Grandpa.

They're OK. They don't get around|much anymore. We moved, you know.

She talks about you.

I'll bet she does.

Don't make Benny wait, get going.|I'll see you later.

Toss me a beer.

T.J.|- Gar!

You gonna introduce me to your lady?|- Angel,

this is Gar. Give him a kiss.|- A shake'll do. - You sure?

Hey, Dozer.

Goodnight, Mom.|- 'Night, babe.

Goodnight, Bone.|- 'Night, bud.

Beautiful.

Marseille.

Oh, my God! Hey, puppy.

Look at you!

Bone?

Dozer?

Scoot over.

I'll make that fat bastard|eat 30 pounds of dog food.

Problem is,|he'd probably love it.

Rock, honey, your limo's here!

Can you turn that down, Mom?|- OK.

I don't wanna go, Mom.|- Then don't go.

But I gotta go.|- Then go.

That's easy for you to say. Mom.|You're not the one going to a school

where kids will run away|when they see you, making fun of you.

When they stop running

and get to know you, they like you.|Just like at your other school.

It takes time to like each other.|Why should it be different for you?

I am different, Mom.

You're more beautiful inside than|most people. Whoever can't see that...

Screw 'em! - Spoken like|the true son of a red-headed woman!

"Your sister Rose is dead!"|- You're weird. - Get outta here!

Thanks, Doze. No, I gotta|do this alone. Have a good day.

Hey, kid. Take off your mask!

Alright.

Welcome back, 9th graders.

OK.

We have two new students|with us in homeroom.

First, we have Miss Nancy Lawrence.|Where are you, Nancy?

Where are you, Nancy?

Wow, thanks a lot.

Our other new student|is Mr. Rocky Dennis,

also in the back.

Wow, thanks a lot.

See you later.|- Dempsey, Eric.

Locker number 137, combination:|Right 46, left past 46 to 16,

right to 4. Got it all?

Dennis, Rocky. Locker number 138,|combination: Left 22,

right past 22 to 12, left to 9.

You're not writing it down.|- Don't need to.

Looks like Frankenstein.

What's the matter? Never seen|anyone from the planet Vulcan before?

He's weird.|- Cut it out, guys.

4, 5...

Damn!|- Get stuck? - No.

Come on, you're taking forever.|- I lost the goddamn combination.

Try right 46,|left past 46 to 16, right to 4.

Right to 46, left to 16, 4.

CHEMICAL DEPENDENCY CENTER

Drug abuse prevention|for you and your friends

Got enough candy for an orphanage.|- I'm gonna sell mine at school.

More money for the trip.|- Maybe I'll sell some of mine.

Thanks. Take this in to your room|and open it up. - OK. Thanks.

I forgot, Red slipped me a fiver|for the strongbox.

How much have we saved now?|- 31 bucks.

Plus the six for babysitting tonight.|- Plus the five Red just slipped me.

So we've got 44.|- 42.

Wow, check this out!

Tear that old sucker off the wall.

I'm really getting into this!|I wish we could go tomorrow.

Me too.

Gar said the best run was here|across Europe. He rode by himself.

You should get some of those...|- Map tacks. - Right.

I want to go to every place|I've ever read about.

Those cities our relatives came from.

Not mine. We're Americans.|- Only Indians were Americans first.

The rest come from somewhere else.|Like Paris maybe, or London.

Or Rome...

Vienna...

Barcelona. - Oh. Like my grandparents|are from Hungary or Budapest.

Budapest is in Hungary, Ben.|- No kidding, is it?

That jacket's the only thing of yours|that's ever gonna be on my bed again.

OK with me, baby. - What the hell'd|you come back for anyway?

Winters are cold back East|and I wanted to see...

Rocky.

Can someone tell me|how the Trojan War began?

Those light bulbs|over your heads are blinding me.

OK, Rocky, give it a shot.

There was this huge wedding|and all the goddesses were invited.

All except for one goddess.|She got really pissed off.

That's the fact part.|Now, the myth part goes that

she sent this golden apple|that said "For the most beautiful. "

This dude, Paris, was supposed to|judge who gets the apple, right?

Like the Miss Goddess Contest.|He's the only judge. Lucky guy.

All the goddesses wanna get picked|so one goes up to Paris and says,

"If you pick me, I'm gonna give you|this really hot wench named Helen. "

But Helen was already married.

Paris saw her and flipped out

because she was so beautiful.|She had a perfect body and a face...

Face|that could launch 1,000 ships.

Somebody said that. So anyway,

her old man has this huge|hollow wooden horse built

and puts all his armies into it|and wheels it over to Troy and says,

"Hey, man, got a present for you. "

They open the gates, wheel in|this horse and say, "Wow, big horse. "

Night comes, and the horse opens up|and all the armies come out,

and then...

And that's how the Trojan War began.

Something like that.

Thank you, Rocky, we're impressed.|- Thanks.

Let me read you something...

Not bad. How about helping me?

How? - Tutor me.|This guy almost flunked me last year.

It's gonna cost you.

3 bucks an hour.|- 3 bucks!

3 bucks?|- I don't work for free.

Pay it, cheapskate, you need all|the help you can get. - Thanks a lot!

Hi, Mom.|- Hi.

I got an A on a poem|I wrote in English class.

You've been a busy little boy!|- Want me to read it to you?

Why not?

Are you going out again?

Yeah. Read it, I'm listening.

"These things are good:

Ice cream and cake...|A ride on a Harley...

Monkeys in the trees...

The rain on my tongue...|and the sun shining on my face.

These things... "

"These things are a drag:

Dust in my hair...|Holes in my shoes...

No money in my pocket...|and the sun shining on my face. "

That it?

Can I talk to you? - I'm going out.|- You're always going out.

I told you to take down the tree.

You've been acting like you hate me|for a whole week. What did I do?

Rate this script:4.7 / 3 votes