Revenge of the Nerds III: The Next Generation Page #5

[Harold]

Hey.

Harold.

- So?

- So-

It's gonna take time

to investigate...

but I have Dean Gable's

personal assurance...

he's gonna look into this

right after his symposium next weekend.

You don't really believe that?

Why shouldn't I?

Because Gable's shinin' you on.

It's a smoke screen.

It's a sham.

These things are wrong.

They should be taken care of right now.

Harold, I understand.

I was full of spit and vinegar

when I was your age.

You just got to be patient.

Sometimes it takes a while for the system

to correct mistakes.

Well, I'm not

just gonna stand by...

and watch my brothers

be abused and persecuted.

I'm gonna do something

about this now.

Harold, I wouldn't rock the boat.

You might just tip it over.

What's happened to you,

Uncle Lewis?

- Lew.

- I don't know who you are anymore.

The uncle I always

loved and admired...

was a great

warrior for nerd rights.

I was proud to have his Skolnick blood

running through my veins.

His name wasn't Lew.

It was Lewis.

Lewis Skolnick.

I can't believe

we just got rejected...

by the American

Liberties Association.

That's pretty low.

They defend Nazis.

Well, we'll get

another attorney.

Duh. Attorneys cost

mucho dinero.

Maybe there's a Tri-Lamb alum

who will do it for free.

We happen to have

the complete bio...

of every Tri-Lamb

of all time right in here.

[Computer Beeping]

Computer analyst, accountant,

mechanical engineer...

M.D., dentist,

rocket scientist.

Aren't there any Tri-Lambs

that became lawyers?

[Scoffs]

We got too much integrity.

Oh. Wait, wait.

Here's one.

- [Harold] Bingo.

- Dudley Dawson...

a.k.a. Booger?

I wonder why they

call him Booger.

[Siren Wailing]

[Phone Rings]

Hello? If you need an attorney called Booger,

you picked the right one.

- [Wailing Continues]

- No, I'm kind ofbusy right now.

I'm on my way

to meet a client.

The Tri-Lambs are in trouble?

I'll be right there.

No, no, no.

I don't want any money.

I want to go back to college.

I want to live in a fraternity.

I want to date college girls.

Are the Mus still on campus?

- [Tires Screeching]

- I'm on my way.

Mu!

Boy, this looks real appetizing.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Those are yeast balls.

Mmm. These are delish.

- And nutrish.

- Let's hear it for the chef, huh?

- [Snapping]

- Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Ah!

A truly triumphant

tribute to truffles!

Hey, can't we get some

real food, you know?

Like Gummi bears, chips,

Lucky Charms, or Cheez Whiz?

- Health food is good for you, Toyota.

- Hey, I can't live on sprouts.

You know, they make my teeth itch.

Cows eat this crap.

We're supposed to eat cows.

That's the law of nature.

[Bullhorn]

Let's party!

- Who are you?

- I'm your attorney.

- Oh, Mr. Dawson.

- No, no, no. Call me Booger.

- Certainly, Mr. Booger.

- No, no. Not Mr. Boog-

Well, no. Wait a minute.

I kind of like that.

"Mr. Booger."

It's kind of distinguished.

What are you guys eating?

Cows eat that crap!

I like this guy already.

[Chuckles] Hey, it's really nice of you guys

to ask me out for dinner.

Hey, Stan, that's what friends...

- are supposed to do with their friends.

- Well-

- What a babe.

- Lew.

- You can say that again.

- What a babe.

[Nerdy Laugh, Coughs]

Lewis, maybe, um-

Maybe you should ask her to join us.

- Then maybe she could be Stan's date.

- Yeah.

Hey, Stan,

wanna go out with her?

- Well, I don't-

- Oh, come on, Stan. You know you do.

- Well, I, uh- [Sputters]

- Go for it, honey.

- Excuse me. Miss?

- Ooh. Yes?

Could you, uh, tell me where the, uh,

Casa Tortilla restaurant is?

- Oh. Um, yeah.

- Does he always do this?

You seem to be rubbing off on him,

Stan.

It's a wonderful restaurant.

They have great chimichangas.

- So do you.

- Lewis!

Wanna join us?

Oh, I don't know.

Uh-

No, really. You'll have a great time.

What's your name?

- Tina.

- Tina? That's a beautiful name.

- Thank you.

- Tina, uh, this is my wife, Betty.

- Oh. Hello, Betty.

- Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

- This is Tina.

And this is our good friend

Stan Gable.

He's the dean

of Adams College.

Oh, yeah. I've seen

your picture in the paper.

You're the dean

with the low I.Q.

- [Laughing]

- [Sighs]

- Whose toe is that?

- Oh!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop it.

- Whoo!

- You guys are really a lot of fun.

- Thanks for a great evening.

- Ah, hey, don't thank me. Thank Lew.

Hey, we're the guys.

We gotta stick together.

- [Doorbell Rings]

- [Man's Voice] There is a visitor at the door.

- [Betty] Oh. I wonder who that could be.

- Let's have a little look-see.

There's only one person

who can pick a nose like that.

Booger, you son of a gun!

Long time, no see.

I hope I'm disturbing you.

- All wet!

- [Laughs]

[Both Laugh]

[Coughs]

Yeah.

[Laughing]

- Booger!

- Betty!

Hey, Booger.

Wait a minute.

You're partying

with Stan Gable?

Yeah. Isn't that a hoot?

Who'd have thought?

Oh, come on, Lewis!

He hates us! He tried to destroy

the Tri-Lambs.

Booger, that was years ago.

He's a cool guy.

- Come on. Party with us.

- I ain't partying...

with no nerd-hater, and I can't believe

you would either.

Stan is a changed man.

- Yeah. Gilbert told me

you had changed too, Lewis.

- What are you talking about?

You've become the worst

kind of nerd-

a self-hating one.

[Laughs] Come on, Booger.

Give me a break.

You know, in school, you were

the George Washington of nerds.

Now, looks like you're

the nerd Benedict Arnold.

Booger.

Hey, come on, man.

Booger!

[Laughs]

Can you believe that guy?

He's got the same old hang-ups

he had as an undergrad.

Poor Booger hasn't changed at all.

[Scoffs]

- We asked the girls what

they thought of your bod.

- [Audience Laughing]

And they told us, Dave.

And one of them said...

"My eyes bounced from bodacious

biceps to bitchin' butt.'"

[Crowd Cheering, Screaming]

Well, you were right

about your uncle.

He's forgotten who he is.

But there's no point

in crying over spilled milk.

We've got a lot of work to do.

We are going to court tomorrow.

Mason, Judy,

take care of depositions...

requests for admissions,

and proximate interrogatories.

Malcolm, I need you and Edith

to research wrongful termination...

venue jurisdiction,

and proximate causation.

Ira, Harold, look into contributory negligence

and assumption of risks.

Toyota, go get us some chili dogs.

It's almost 9:
30.

Wake up, everybody!

We're gonna be late!

The only way you'll learn

not to jaywalk...

is to teach you a lesson.

I'm sentencing you

to a week of traffic school.

You bastard!

I'd rather go to jail.

Fine. A week in jail

and a week of traffic school.

Next.

This will be a piece of cake.

It's like leading Tri-Lambs

to the slaughter.

[Laughs]

[Panting]

Well, it's about time.

Your Honor,

I respectfully request-

nay, demand-

an immediate injunction...

restraining Dean Stan Gable...

from overstepping his power...

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