Pound of Flesh Page #2

Please, forgive me, forgive me.

I was just watching the girls

doing their drills.

We've got a very talented

new girl on the team, Evelyn.

You know Rachel.

- I know.

The other three are not that bad.

How are you doing?

Nice to meet you.

Cameron Morris.

- Heidi.

Thank you so much.

- you're so welcome.

I do apologize.

- Yeah.

We can do it with the lights out

Tell me now, tell me now

Well, that kicked my butt.

- Me, too.

Oh, I think Tom's watching us.

He's not going to get

what he likes from us.

He likes what?

A blowj*b, Ev'!

So tell us, Ev',

have you gotten it on with a guy?

I...

- What about with a girl?

I'm not gay, if that's what you think.

- Well, you went to a convent school.

This is going to be a lot of work.

you know what? Tom's sweet on Ev',

and I'm sure he'll teach you.

Right! He's in a frat.

Don't worry, you'll have

plenty of practice.

Cameron, you and your family,

they've been so good to our college.

I hope your contributions to our

scholarship fund will continue.

I've got more money

than I know what to do with...

...and I'll be happy to spend it on

things that give me pleasure.

Boom!

I imagine seeing a new crop

of girls is... energizing.

And Evelyn... ah.

Evelyn has potential.

You've got a discerning eye, Cameron.

yeah.

Oh, by the way, did you hear?

Barden's Board of Directors

elected me Chairman this year.

Congratulations!

Very deserved, if I may say.

So...

...how goes the progress

on your memoirs?

Slow and sure,

a bit like my golf game.

But don't worry, I still find plenty of

time to fulfill my duties at the faculty.

Well, if there's anything you need,

you will let me know.

Anything.

I would like to bring you into

the computer age. How about it?

Huh? For your writing.

No, I'm fine, thanks.

Wow!

- Four!

Whoa.

I like to write the old fashioned way,

with pen and paper.

But thank you.

I appreciate the offer.

Here you go.

Oh, thank you.

That was awesome.

That's the new driver my wife

bought me for my birthday.

We need you in our club.

you could really help

some of our members.

you know, for tournaments...

you know...

All right.

your friends have helped many deserving

girls stay at school with their scholarships.

They don't care what they're called

as long as the girls are young and hot.

You should have a taste.

- Well, I love my wife.

It's as simple as that.

Ah! My goddess.

Daddy, I'm a fairy princess.

Oh, your Royal Highness,

of course you are.

you going to blow bubbles for your father?

Oh, that's good.

Up in the air, watch.

Dip it in.

Oops...

Wow! That's pretty great.

How'd it go, Tiger?

The victor returns.

I beat poor old Cameron yet again.

I've still got the game.

Honey, you have to let him win sometimes.

He does so much for the faculty.

You know?

you're absolutely right.

Next time, I'll let him win.

Good boy.

Don't forget,

you've got a tutorial tonight.

Darling, I hope you don't mind

all this student nonsense.

The beginning of the semester

is such a challenge for me.

Oh, you are too devoted.

But I am proud.

I made you cookies. Your favorite.

Oh, great! Thank you.

The students will enjoy those.

I was thinking I'd like to cook

a special dinner for your students.

They make such lovely

role models for Juliet.

She's rather hang with my students

than kids of her own age.

She is your daughter.

Well, then let's invite some

of the girls to her birthday party.

Okay, thanks.

- Oh no, no, no...

Look at this.

Late twenties...

Hair's natural...

Irrelevant details?

Maybe we should go down to the college

and ask some questions,

but the Chief requested we put muzzles on

until we got a positive "ID" on the "DNA."

No point in getting students on edge.

Here's your best bet.

Brains blown out by shotgun. How many

people carry one of those in this town?

Out here? Hunters, farmers...

We got anything

on the periphery research?

Nothing.

Patrol finds no prints,

no leads, nothing.

Meth and alcohol

in the blood... figures...

Truffles in the stomach contents.

What?

yeah, well...

Murderer must have been an epicure.

- An epicure.

Truffles are way to expensive for

a college kid, even on Daddy's dime.

Hi John. What's up?

Are you free?

I've got a few minutes.

Ah, sit down.

So how's the semester going?

It's going well, thank you.

I'm just starting to get busy.

What's... What's on your mind?

Oh, teaching.

Teaching's on my mind.

I've got this feeling that my students

aren't paying that much attention to me.

And I've noticed that you

seem to have them...

...eating out of your hands.

If you don't mind me asking you,

what's your secret?

I pay them.

That's a joke, right?

- Cookie?

you pay them.

John, could I...

Could I ask you a personal question?

- Sure.

When was the last time you got laid?

Noah, I'm talking about teaching.

Besides, how am I supposed

to remember something like that?

Well, if you can't remember it,

I'm afraid it's been too long.

you can't remember?

Look....

I've got a book I want you to read.

yeah, there you go.

Now this is better than Kinzie.

Try that on for size.

The Orgon.

What on earth is the "Orgon"?

It's the energy of orgasm.

It was discovered in the 1930's by an

Austrian Doctor called Wilhelm Reich.

It's very interesting.

He identified the basic life energy.

Now lack of this discharge...

...leads to physical and mental breakdown.

So if you want your students

to pay attention...

Reich.

No brainer.

Please, take it. I have other copies.

I don't know. Dean Clark will have my head

for it, but I'll certainly try to fit it in.

Oh, don't worry about Dean Jean.

She can't help but act

like Mother Superior...

...which, little known fact,

she very nearly once was.

We've got a really good

track team this year.

Oh, absolutely, especially

that brown-haired filly.

Have you seen her?

Gorgeous.

Sorry, I just realized

I'm late for chorus practice.

Thanks, Noah.

Well, say a prayer for me, will you?

- I'll try.

Brown-haired filly, huh?

Best to ride that thoroughbred

before she's locked up in a stable.

You know? I do want to get married

someday. That's all.

I know, you don't get it, I know.

- you don't ever want to get married?

Why?

- Who are you talking to?

You're talking to Rachel. Of course

I don't ever want to get married.

In 15 years?

If I were to get married, it would be

more like a business transaction.

It would be...

- Oh, that's romantic.

An arrangement. What do I care if I have

sex with one person, or 15 people...

Why?

As long as there's something that's

benefitting me, then I will consider it.

If I get invited to your wedding,

it will probably be, like, a prince, or...

Yeah that would be fun.

I'm terribly disappointed.

Our girls are sinking lower every year.

Jeannie, look...they're just having fun.

They're just expressing themselves.

I seem to remember you doing

that. What happened?

Oh, I think you know what happened.

I've apologized. What more can I do?

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