School Daze Page #8

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I'm going to cut her loose.

- You're illing, man.

- After tonight...

whoever wants her can have her.

- Patton got dibs.

- Oh, no. Wait a second.

Yo, Rachel.

- That'd be me.

- Yo.

- Hey.

- Rachel.

- Come on, I know you're up there.

- Lizzie, turn that out.

- What for?

- Will you just turn it out?

Rachel. Yo, Rachel.

Rachel, you've lost your mind, you know.

Come on, I know you're up there, Rachel.

Come on down, please.

- Yo, Rachel. Yo.

- Rachel!

- Beg for it! Get on your knees!

- Y'all be quiet!

- Hey, Rachel, I'm sorry, all right?

- Oh, poor baby.

Now you're sorry again.

But it's going to cost you this time.

If you want to pledge, that's okay, all right?

I mean...

Oh, but, no, see?

If I were Rachel,

you would be in a doghouse.

Yes, but you ain't Rachel, Miss Thing.

And speaking of dogs...

with a face like yours,

you should be in a kennel.

Oh, but see,

we're not even talking about faces.

Because yours is cracked

and on the ground.

- There it is. Right there. Pick it up.

- Would you please be quiet?

"Be quiet"? Who's screaming at the top

of their lungs in front of my window?

- And you look too pitiful.

- Hey, yo. Rachel, look.

I wouldn't be standing out here

taking this abuse...

if I didn't care about you, you know.

"If I didn't care."

If I didn't care

Oh, please. Girl, don't believe a word.

Honey, he's just lying through his teeth.

Girlfriend, listen.

He'll say anything to get back in.

- Hey, you. Shut the f*** up.

- No, you didn't.

- Yes, I did.

- No, you didn't.

- Yes, I did.

- Wait a minute.

- Don't get nasty.

- Honey, look at him. He's no different.

- He just wants one thing.

- They all do, girl.

- The panties.

- I know that's right.

Yo, Rachel, you know, I ain't got to be here

taking all of this stuff all night, you know.

I could be at home. I got better things to do.

- Get out of here, boy.

- Go home.

Come on, Rachel. Will you please

come down here and talk to me, please?

- Good for you!

- That's your bath for tonight.

So it's going to be like that, huh?

Okay. Fine.

I love you, too.

But f*** it. You win. I'm going home.

See you later.

Dap.

Dap.

- You're soaked.

- Yeah, it's funny, huh?

You got a great bunch of friends.

I apologise, Rachel. I'm sorry. I was wrong.

Look, I apologise. You forgive me?

Come on. Please.

Look at me. I'm a mess. Look at this.

- Come on.

- I forgive you.

Thank you.

- But you have to stop being so judgemental.

- What?

You are too hard on folks.

Give us mere mortals a chance sometimes.

Don't be so quick to judge.

I don't judge.

Well, you know, not exactly.

I mean, there is right and wrong, you know.

- Right and wrong?

- Right.

Wrong.

Come on. Let's get you in some dry clothes.

Damn. Hold still.

- Oh, it tickles. Tickles right there.

- Don't get new on me, okay?

Thank you...

very much, Rachel.

Sisters were right, huh?

No, no, no, I'm okay. Really.

- I'll be cool, okay?

- Good.

Just hold me.

Gamma!

I got a feeling

I got a feeling, brothers

I got a feeling

Somebody's trying to sneak in my frat

And there ain't gonna be no sh*t like that

When the gong calls...

the quest begins

to the land of Gamma Phi Gamma.

Keep your beacons from touching

the ground, or you shall perish.

Watch the eternal lantern.

Never let it out of your sight.

Gamma!

G-Phi-G. G-Phi-G. G-Phi-G. G-Phi-G.

- We are going to make it to Gamma Land!

- G-Phi-G.

Gamma will break you! Gamma!

- Let's go, get fired up!

- I want Gamma! I want Gamma!

Gamma!

F***ing six weeks of pledging sh*t!

F***ing six weeks!

- Oh, sh*t.

- G-Phi-G.

- So you want to be a Gamma dog?

- My fresh is doing it right.

- He's doing it right.

- Hang it up!

- Don't give up now. You've come too far.

- No, Half-Pint, no.

Look, I got it. Half-Pint, just rest, okay?

I got it.

Yo, ladies, ladies, ladies.

Let his arm go, okay?

He's got to make it on his own.

Come on, Dr Feelgood,

you know he's too little.

- Get to the back of the line. Now.

- You forget I helped your ass last year.

Sweat. Sweat. Sweat blood

Sweat blood until you sweat

Sweat. Sweat blood

Sweat blood until you sweat

Sweat, sweat blood, sweat blood

until you sweat blood and tears!

Gamma! Sweat

Sweat. Sweat blood, sweat blood

until you sweat

Sweat, sweat blood, sweat blood

until you sweat

Sweat, sweat blood, sweat blood

until you sweat blood and tears

Ain't gonna be no sh*t like that

- G-Phi-G.

- Hurry up, man.

Come on, General,

get them out of there, man.

- Can't a guy take a dump in peace?

- Get out of here! Move!

- We warned you about that cabbage, boy.

- Yo, leave the magazine, eh?

Put your hands in the bowl.

- Now squish.

- Gamma sh*t.

- Squeeze it.

- Squish it.

- Squeeze it.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Gamma.

- Squeeze it.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Gamma.

- Squish it.

- Squeeze it.

- Gamma.

- Gamma.

- Squeeze it.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Gamma.

- Squish it.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Gamma.

- Squeeze it.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Gamma.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Squish it.

- Gamma.

- Squeeze it.

- Gamma.

How you doing, there, buddy?

Slim Daddy, old pal, huh?

- Fine.

- How you doing? What?

- What? What? What?

- Fine. Fine. Fine.

Okay. I was just gonna ask you something.

This torch here seems like

it's getting a little heavy for you.

- You trembling and sh*t, huh?

- No.

- What?

- No.

- What?

- No!

Big Brother Dr Feelgood.

Slim Daddy, wait.

How long you been on line?

- Six weeks.

- How long you been on line?

- Six weeks.

- Wrong. How long you been on line?

Six weeks. Six weeks, two days, 15 hours...

37 minutes,

and if I had a watch, Big Brother...

17, 18, 19 seconds, Big Brother Lance.

- You want to quit, don't you?

- I do not want to quit!

- Half-Pint, I don't like you.

- I like you, General Jig-Boy Patton.

What did you call me? What's my name?

- You've got big Coke bottles on your face.

- Half-Pint, what happened?

What's it say? What's it say? Read it.

Read it and weep.

- Read it.

- G-Phi-G!

- Half-Pint, you a virgin?

- No, I'm not!

- Half-Pint, you a virgin?

- No, I'm not!

- Name me two girls you've had.

- Two. Quick.

- Come on, man. Quick.

- Quick.

- Quick.

- Quick.

That's 'cause you ain't had none.

That's why you can't think of none.

- Come on, man.

- Suzy Mae in high school.

Oh, man. Only thing you had in high school

was acne and sore nuts.

- And that's one.

- You're not going to be a Gamma man.

- I will make it. I will be a Gamma man!

- Leave him alone.

- Look, why don't you put the torch down?

- I will never put it down.

- Put the torch down.

- No!

You know what happened to the last

number one that told Patton "no"?

- You ain't no good.

- Why don't you leave Half-Pint alone?

- Look. Y'all get out of here.

- No!

- Move!

- No!

Don't listen to them. Don't listen.

You're almost home.

Gamma Rays!

Gamma!

Gamma!

Lift your torches to the heavens!

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