Mean Girls 2 Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2011
- 96 min
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Don't.
- Where you goin'?
- Nowhere. Out with a friend.
Your friend's got a nice car.
And your friend is also a guy.
Goodbye, Dad.
I'II be home by ten.
- Nice wheels.
- Nick insisted I borrow his car.
I figured you take cars pretty
seriously, so I took him up on it.
Does that mean I get to drive?
Yes.
- Oh, thank you.
- After you.
Thank you very much.
I gotta admit, Jo,
you did pretty good.
No screaming on the roller coaster,
a solid stomach on the Gravitron.
And kicking your ass at bumper cars.
I Iike a guy who can take the heat.
Oh, really?
How many guys are you Iooking at?
Come on, Jo.
How many? Six boyfriends? A dozen?
None.
But I'm sort of breaking
all my rules this year.
You've never had a boyfriend?
Shut up! So I never
played Spin the Bottle,
I never suffered through
Seven Minutes in Heaven.
Never...
...kissed anyone?
...beginning of the blood drive
this month, so sign up now.
That's it from me,
I'm your principal.
You know me.
I'll see you in the hallways.
Remember, stay left, or right...
- How'd it go?
- Perfect,
- you had nothing to worry about.
- Hello, North Shore,
Iast night, our new girl, Jo Mitchell
had a first date, and more.
How many?
Six boyfriends? A dozen?
None. But I'm sort of breaking
all my rules this year.
Oh, God. This isn't happening.
- You've never had a boyfriend?
- Shut up!
So I never played Spin the Bottle,
I never suffered through
Seven Minutes in Heaven, l...
Never... kissed anyone?
That's right,
Jo Mitchell is a virgin!
She's a virgin?
Young Iove. Isn't it pathetic?
Jo, I'm so sorry.
It's gonna be OK, I promise.
Emergency slumber party?
Thanks, Abby.
You're the best. I'm...
I'm sorry I didn't Iisten.
And Abby was the best.
Which only made me feel worse.
I was totally lying to her,
the one person who
kept having my back.
Maybe I deserved Mandi's torture.
Jo.
I'm sorry, I didn't...
How could you set me up Iike that?
I hope you and Mandi
are very happy together.
I can't believe him!
Jo, how are you holding up?
EIIiot wanted to do a story
on virgins in high school,
but I totally nixed it.
- Hi. You're Jo, right?
- Yeah.
Guys. Last year, all three of us fell
for this jerk of a senior.
We put out, and he
dumped us the next day.
We should have waited,
Iike you, for the right guy.
- Yeah, no kidding.
- Yeah.
Tyler wasn't exactly the right guy.
He was just another one
of Mandi's puppets.
Yeah, well, we just wanted to tell you
we think you're awesome.
- Yeah, definitely.
- See you around.
Thanks!
Why does he even put up with her?
Why wouldn't he?
You can't choose your siblings.
- What? Siblings?
- I thought he told you.
- Tyler is Mandi's stepbrother.
- I'm such an idiot!
- I thought they were just hooking up.
- Oh, gross!
But now you see why it was so easy
for Mandi to bug your date.
No way, not Tyler.
It had to have been someone else.
Oh, my God. We were in Nick's car.
- You dick! You bugged the car?
- Come on, man.
- I thought it was fun.
- Don't you turn your back on me, Nick!
What are you gonna do, Tyler?
You're gonna hit your best friend?
- Break it up! That's enough!
- Can't you take a joke?
- I'm gonna mess you up!
- You don't scare me!
You don't scare me.
- Punch me! Bring it on!
- Come on. Are you afraid?
Well, that was fun.
Hope, what else do we have
on the Virgin Queen?
Well, a 4.5 GPA, high SATs,
three AP classes and...
Oh, she's applying for
architecture scholarships.
Her dream...
...Carnegie Mellon University.
OK, so one more time.
She's never made out
with anyone... ever?
Or this week?
Hey, not so fast.
Today's your Iucky day.
We got a sale going on.
- Twenty percent off all grade changes.
- Look, just Ieave me alone.
Look, I'm just trying
to say I'm sorry, OK?
I was clouded by Iust.
And if it helps, I got kicked off
the Web team for abuse of power.
You're still a jerk.
At Ieast your shirt's funny.
Nice fight in the cafeteria.
I could smell the testosterone.
Does this mean I'm forgiven?
Well, it's not your fault that
your dad married Mandi's mom.
But next time, warn me
that you Iive with Mandi
in a totally platonic way.
Wait, you thought...
Dude, gross!
But despite Quinn and Abby's urging,
I refused to stoop to Mandi's level.
Besides, I was having so much fun with
my new friends, I almost didn 't care.
You coming?
Who are those girls?
Do they even go to our school?
I was just Iooking
at the Homecoming website,
and everybody's talking
about the hot new couple.
Nick and I are the
hottest couple in school.
Not anymore.
So this was it, the first challenge.
Success was worth 100 points,
and I needed every point I could get
to qualify for the scholarship.
Boiled egg in the structure.
No breaks, no bruises.
- Ready?
- Ready.
And... drop!
OK, who switched the eggs?
Who? No one?
Oh, well.
Who's next?
Mandi had found a new part
of my life to destroy:
My chance
at the Thompson-Bird scholarship.
Our next experiment
didn't go much better.
- You ready?
- Yeah.
Hope called her doctor on speed dial
and switched our CO2 for laughing gas.
Hey, guys, I'm here.
Seriously, Chastity?
I said "incognito,"
not "Iike a flamingo."
Go.
There's poo on my Jimmy Choo!
Shake it off, shake it off.
Go, slow.
Faster!
I can't go any further.
What is the matter with you?
Funnel.
The funnel!
- Oh, there you go.
- Right. Secret weapon?
Coffee?
Perfect.
Dad, what's going on?
It's ruined.
- The whole motor is gummed up.
- What? What happened?
- It was running perfectly yesterday.
- I don't know.
I don't know, maybe
it's the fuel, a faulty part.
It doesn't matter because Jimmy and the
boys are expecting a trial run tomorrow.
Dad...
We can figure something out.
There's not enough time,
and there's not enough money.
Maybe I can call in a favor,
beg for an extension, tell 'em
it was some kind of fluke accident,
I don't know.
But this was definitely no accident.
Mandi had gone too far.
Mess with me, fine.
Mess with my family...
...you're dead.
It was as if all my girl hormones
had kicked into overdrive,
and I was out for blood.
and I didn 't care
what rules I had to break...
...to make her pay.
- What happened?
- Mandi happened.
Is that all you got?
Going after my dad,
you spoiled, narcissistic b*tch!
That's his job,
not some play-toy for you!
But it was so much fun.
The way I figure it, no job,
no income, no house, no JoJo.
Right?
I don't run away that easy.
Get over yourself, man-hands.
You're just a passing phase.
I'm here for the Iong run.
Oh, yeah?
Are you sure about that?
Coffee?
Abby, you don't need
to do this with me.
Of course I do.
It's what best friends are for.
There's something I need to tell you.
This was it, the moment to tell Abby
I'd made a deal with her father
that I totally regretted,
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