National Lampoon Presents: Surf Party Page #4
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should just get outta here, bro.
No. We're
not goin' anywhere yet.
There's one thing
I hate worse than a liar.
And that's a thief.
I need to apologize.
My son's done a bad thing here,
and I can understand
you all being upset.
What's your name?
Mike Mooney.
Well, Mike Mooney,
I suppose you've got an
idea of how you'd
like to handle this?
I think we'd like to
handle it ourselves.
My son stole a surfboard.
He didn't kill anyone.
That's understood.
Alright.
What's up with you?
Nothing.
C'mon, Iris. I know you better
than that. What's goin' on?
What?
Don't "what" me.
What's goin' on?
There's nothing goin' on, Anne.
Iris, speak to me.
I know the guy,
okay? I know him.
You what?
You got it back.
Right on!
That's awesome!
Nah, that was too easy.
Yeah. Now what
the f*** do we do?
Why don't we just,
ya know, go home?
What? What? No, no,
no, no, no. F*** that, JD.
We came all the way
out to this Valley; we gotta
do something to
this f***ing guy - c'mon!
C'mon, JD.
You got your surfboard back.
There's still time to go
back to the Shelburn House.
I mean, imagine the look
on everyone's faces when
you come back with the board.
No! Shhh No!
Getting the board back's
only half the journey.
Totally.
You know what you
gotta do, right?
I mean, you gotta find this guy.
And scare the living
sh*t out of him!
Okay great.
Uhm, so what do we do now?
I don't know.
I'll know it when I see him.
That's it? We're just gonna
wait here 'til he comes back?
You don't get it, do ya?
I can't walk away from this.
here 'til he comes, or I gotta
go find the guy. That's it.
That could take forever.
I mean do you know how
f***ing huge this city is?
He's at Buffalo Records
in Tarzana. He works there.
At least that's-
that's where he
worked when we were dating.
You dated this guy?
Iris, he wears pants.
Idiot, you have pants on.
That's completely different.
He gave me records, okay? It
lasted for like ten minutes
and then I dumped him
and he got all freaky.
I didn't know he would do
something like this, JD.
I'm sorry, okay?
I'm, I'm really sorry.
Studies have shown
that acts of revenge actually
trigger a response in the
brain's pleasure zones.
Like when you
eat or you have sex.
Really?
Yeah.
And where did you get this
little tidbit of information?
Uhhh...
Oh! Maybe it was in
I-don't-know-what-the-
f***-I'm-talking-about.
Ooohh!
Ha ha ha.
So. How shall we do this?
Just take it
nice and smooth.
Alright.
I can be smooth.
Okay, I'll be
with you in one second.
That's it!
That's it right there!
That is him!
That is him! Go, go, go!
Hey guys, be careful!
You're gonna f***in die!
I'm gonna kill you!
I'm gonna f***
you up, bro. F*** you!
C'mon Sparky, put the
f***ing rock down!
Bros, guess who's
calling the cops!
Kill you!
I'm gonna f***in...
C'mon, let's go. so. so!
Cock sucker!
F*** you!
Sorry, guys-
It's amazing what someone will
do to get the latest hit.
It looks like the only hit
they wanted was on you, Brian.
How did we do?
Huh. Not so smooth.
What do we do now?
Beer!
Pierpont vodka, huh?
Yup.
That's imported, right?
Sure.
I hear them crazy Ruskies make
this sh*t out of potatoes.
Yep. Gonna need
to see some ID.
Just kidding!
Oh, yeah.
Thanks a lot.
There ya go.
Can you change four bucks?
Need some help?
I got it.
Have a good day.
Happy New Year, Chief.
C'mon, baby.
How's it goin'?
Hey. Kenny, so uh, yeah.
I see this bitchin' wave comin
in, and it's like pitching over.
I'm like scratching for the
outside, like goin' like this,
and it's like pitching and then
it slams me on the ground, man.
And I'm like, whoa getting
worked, dude, and then...
Do you surf?
No.
Hey man, I do this thing with
my hair; it's killer, bro.
Ready?
So you're from Venture, then.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, I can tell.
These are sixty-nine
cents, here?
Yep.
In Venture, they're
forty-nine cents.
Hmm. Then why don't you
go buy one in Venture?
What kind of
lifestyle do you live?
That's insulting.
Have a beer with Fear, boys.
Yeah.
You guys aren't
gonna believe this.
Mooney went with the
guys to find JD's board.
Wasn't he in 'Nam?
No. We saw Apocalypse
Now like nine times.
Hey, everybody listen up!
Those guys make it back
with the board, we're
letting 'em on the deck!
Bitchin'.
Whoo-hoo!
Fake set!
I don't get it.
This guy dated you
and you dumped him.
Why'd he steal my board?
I didn't do nuthin' to him.
I have no idea, JD.
I told you; he's just a freak.
So.
This is the most exciting
stake-out I've ever been on.
It's like a surf
contest with no swell.
Everyone's just sitting there
waiting for something to happen.
Not the West
Coast invitational's.
You goin' to that, Mike?
No, I'm out.
What? Why? You killed
it last month at Pismo.
Killed it! Dude,
I finished thirty-fourth.
Comes a time to move on.
I surf for the fun of it and
shape for the love of it.
So.
I was just thinking.
You know in a couple months
summer's gonna be over.
So what?
That always happens.
So, we're all outta
high school, now.
And some of us are gonna
go to college, get jobs,
and start
doing adult stuff.
Yeah, and sh*t that we hate.
Well look, all I'm
saying is, you know;
things are gonna
be different, now.
Man! I hate this sh*t.
Start talking about the future;
getting all high and serious.
Sh*t.
I don't know what I'm
gonna do in an hour!
Yeah, and that's really f***ed.
What are you saying,
Anne? A lot of people,
they stay in Ventura -
keep partying, surfing.
People like who? Harry, who,
ya know, gets kids to steal
beer for him? I mean, great
f***ing role models, JD.
Well you think we should
buy into this sh*t?
That we should start
working and wearing pants?
Is that it? Huh?
Buying insurance?
Get a vacuum cleaner and sh*t?
Yeah?
is all there is to life?
Maybe.
If I thought that, I would
so f***ing kill myself.
You don't
have to, you know.
You don't have to
buy a vacuum cleaner.
What choice do you have, Mooney?
We need more beer.
I'll go,
Me too.
Are you okay?
Will you help me, Lardo?
Yeah.
Those guys were acting
like such guys, tonight.
Yeah.
This pet's having
like no effect.
Um, you just gotta give it
some time to kick in, ya know?
Careful, dude.
Ann's goin'to college.
Probably meet some guy.
Iris is moving to New York.
How do you guys
do that, anyways?
Do what?
Do chicks and all, man?
Easy. You just put your
and then you
just slide it up.
Slide it up.
It works every time, man.
Feels pretty good.
Not your own leg, man.
The chick's.
Well, iris's apple wine
works pretty good, too.
It's just like drivin' a car.
What would you do if
you were gonna go on a
long road trip with Lumbie?
Get in, start her
up, and take off!
God, no.
Listen.
Ya gotta... ya gotta
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