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coming this way.

- Egads!

- This is a great party.

- Start the car.

- Open the back.

Start the car!

We're going to f***ing die!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Come on!

Hurry up! Come on, man!

Slow down, Ricardo!

Hold on! We lost Roger!

We lost Rog!

Pussies!

Hold on!

What the hell's he doing?

What the hell are you doing?

- Uh-oh.

- Sh*t!

Steven, long time no see.

Hold on!

The a**hole's

gonna run the fence!

Holy sh*t!

Oh, sh*t! Look at that!

All right!

Aw, sh*t!

Out of my way!

Let me out of here!

Women and children first,

you f***.

Thanks.

Rog, what are you doing?

Let's get out of here!

You better keep running,

you wimps!

Hey, they left us

some beer, guys!

Michael,

what are you doing here?

Come on,

you want to do something?

Are you all right?

What happened?

Everything. Come on,

I'll tell you about it.

- Now?

- Yeah, now.

Shh! Be quiet.

You'll wake my father.

Shh! Be quiet.

You'll wake your father.

I can't believe I said those

things to Deborah Anne Fimple.

I mean, why didn't I just

walk up to her and say...

"Hey, Debbie, I'm an a**hole"?

Well, I think she knows.

F***ing Roger. Jesus,

how could I believe that guy?

Telling me

that Deborah Anne Fimple...

...wrote me a love letter.

Jesus Christ.

She wrote you a letter?

I bet it was Ricardo.

I'm going to kick his ass.

- What did this letter say?

- Everything I said to Debbie.

It sounded pretty good to me.

It wasn't good. It was great.

It was the best thing

I ever read.

It was like

"Tender is the Night"...

...or "The Way We Were. "

Ricardo's dead meat.

You know, this isn't really

that comfortable.

- Oh, here.

- Oh, thanks.

What a night.

We thrashed Roger's van.

You know,

maybe the letter's real.

Maybe somebody

really is in love with you.

I just wish I knew

why I loved her so much.

I mean, I think about her

all the time.

She's so beautiful.

Everything about her.

She's perfect.

I hate Steve Powers.

She's probably letting him

feel her up right now.

- Ouch.

- I'm sorry.

Well, I guess

things could be worse.

I mean, I could be

at the hospital...

...having Steve's fist

removed from my larynx.

Thanks for saving me.

If you're so gaga about Debbie,

why don't you call her up...

...tell her to dump Steve

and give you a shot?

Yeah, right. After tonight?

You could always

write her a letter.

I hate writing.

Besides, she'd just tear it up.

Well, not if she didn't know

who it came from.

- What do you mean?

- Well, don't sign it.

Just have somebody else

give it to her.

And this way,

if she doesn't like it...

...she'll never even know

who wrote it.

You could give it to her.

Naw. I don't know.

Well, I'll see you.

You're really a good friend.

"Dear Debbie...

"You are so... "

"so... "

Sh*t.

"I long to have

your arms around me...

"and feel your body-"

Whoa, radical!

- Morning, sweetheart.

- Hi, mom.

What are you doing up

so early?

Summer vacation-

got a lot to do.

Like what?

Bunch of guys

are meeting at the park.

Got to try to pick up

some women.

What are you gonna do with them

after you pick them up?

I don't know.

What did Dad use to do with you?

Stuff I hope you won't try

until you're a lot older.

What's that?

- Breakfast.

- Looks disgusting.

It's good. Want to try?

I'm gonna fix you

some eggs and toast.

No, Mom, the guys are waiting.

Got to go.

- Jeffrey.

- Mom, I got to go.

Honey! You'll need some money

to buy a decent lunch.

OK, Mom, but a decent lunch

could be pretty expensive.

No tacos.

Gracias, seora.

Oh, my God.

Morning, dear.

Morning.

- What's the matter?

- I got something in my eye.

What is that?

- Breakfast.

- That looks disgusting.

- Want me to fix you something?

- No, thanks, I'm in a hurry.

I'll just catch a doughnut

at the office.

You have class tonight?

Yeah, right.

It's Thursday. Yeah.

Will you be home right after?

Honey, I'll try.

I just don't know.

I may have to stay after.

I'll get home as soon as I can,

but don't wait up.

You just go to bed,

and I'll slip in quietly.

You lying son of a b*tch.

How could you?

Mom?

You OK? What's the matter?

Oh, it's the mailman.

He said he'd be here at 8:00,

and he's not here.

Nobody keeps their word anymore.

They're all lying bastards!

Hi, Michael. How you doing?

My mother's in there crying.

I hope you're happy.

Mom.

Everything's OK, Mom.

I don't think

he's going to be late again.

Thank you, Michael.

- Hello, Elizabeth.

- Hi, George.

Oh, George, could I borrow

your textbook for a second?

Tonight, we're going to cover

the two types of costs...

...associated with

manufacturing processes.

That would be "variable"

and "fixed. "

There's a chart

in your textbooks on page 98...

...that will help illustrate

what I'm talking about.

Everyone have the page?

You'll notice on the graph that

the variable contributions...

...to profit on each item

will be such...

...that the break-even point

will be obtained...

...when "x" number of units

are produced.

Now, that break-even point...

...is solely determined

by your costs.

Now, variable costs include

direct material, direct labor...

...and overhead applicable

to each individual unit.

Who in the class would like

to define "fixed costs" for us?

No one wants to define

"fixed costs?"

Michael, over here.

Toni, I'm sorry I'm late,

just...

...writing this thing

just took forever.

I don't know.

I think it's pretty good.

I don't know.

just give it to her.

What's that?

Oh, that's just the thing

for School Afloat.

You're gonna spend

your senior year on a boat?

I leave on the fifteenth.

I didn't know you were gonna

do this. Why didn't you tell me?

I just did.

- Ready to order?

- Yeah, I am. Michael?

No, no, no, I'm too nervous.

I couldn't eat anything.

You go ahead.

I'll have a meatball sandwich

and another Pepsi.

- Good enough.

- Oh, wait a minute.

I'll have a Pepsi, too.

Pepsi. Anything else?

No, no. Well, uh...

...you're having

a meatball sandwich?

Make it a meatball sandwich.

Meatball sandwich.

That's two meatball sandwiches

and two Pepsis. Is that it?

You don't feel like having

any pizza, do you?

Give me a small-

No, no, no, make it a medium.

In fact, give me a large pizza.

That's two meatball sandwiches,

two Pepsis...

...and a large pizza.

Everything on it?

No, no, just cheese.

And olive.

And mushrooms.

And sausage.

Everything.

Hold the onions.

God, when are you gonna

give this thing to her?

Are you going

to give it to her tonight?

How am I gonna eat

all that food?

Before we go,

I just want to say one thing.

I know all of you work very hard

during the day...

...and I'm sure

that you could think...

...of some more exciting ways

to spend your evenings...

...but remember that the degree

that you earn in here...

...can spell more money

for you out there.

No sacrifice, no reward.

That's it. Thank you.

I think we better talk.

I'll help you any way I can,

George.

What are you

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