The Faculty Page #6

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we can get them all back.

F***!

- How much do we have left?

- Not much.

But we only need enough

to get the queen.

- We get her, we get them all, right?

- I think so.

- Where are we gonna find her?

- Friday night? Only one place she can be.

Go Hornets!

He crosses the field!

Eludes the tacklers!

Tackled by four Hornets

with authority.

Somebody stung

by the Hornets!

Come on, ladies!

Let's play four quarters!

Jesus.

Get in there

and take his f***ing head off.

Kill! Kill!

Kill!

- You think it's Principal Drake?

- Who else?

She's in charge.

It would make perfect sense.

They're getting everybody.

I mean, the whole town is here.

By morning, there won't be

a human left.

Come on.

Where are you guys?

We found Drake.

She's at the game.

What are you kids

doing in here?

The gym is closed.

All of you come with me.

We can't do that,

Miss Drake.

Why is that?

Get her.

Quick, Zeke, get the doors!

Get me out!

You're all expelled!

- Stop the act. No one's buying it.

- We know who you are.

You're in a lot of trouble.

What are you doing?

- You ready?

- Yep.

Sniff this.

- No.

- Sniff it or he shoots you.

I will not.

Now what?

We do it the hard way.

With Mr Furlong, we plunged it into his

eye, and the reaction was instantaneous.

You stick her, and then I'll shoot her

before it erupts all over the place.

Casey, are you on drugs?

- What's wrong?

- Are we sure?

Please don't, Casey!

Don't wuss out, Casey!

Just do it!

What if we were wrong?

Stab it

and find out.

I think we made a mistake, guys.

She's dead.

Easy!

Is that it?

Let's see if it worked.

It better have worked,

or there are gonna be

a lot of infected people going home.

We're right at ground zero.

You guys stay here.

I'll go check it out.

I'm gonna need some scat.

Use it wisely, man.

What if it wasn't Drake?

Then we're f***ed.

I just don't want

to never have done that.

What are you looking at?

Coach.

Jesus, I wish I'd never come here.

I don't like this place.

Any sign of him?

I can't tell.

I can barely see anything.

Quick, Stokely,

open the door.

No, Stokely! We don't know

if it's still him.

No, it's me.

Listen, it wasn't Drake.

It's the coach,

and he's right after me. Open the door.

Don't do it, Stoke.

Prove it, Stan. Where's the drug?

I lost it. The coach was too fast for me.

Please, Stokely, don't leave me out here.

- Last one, man.

- Please, I'm begging you! Don't leave me out here!

- Come on, Stokely. Open the door.

- There, try it.

Okay, I'll do it. I'll

Just let me do it inside.

Do it right now, man.

- Take the test, man.

- Stan, take the drug, man. Prove it to us.

Okay.

F***!

F***!

Open the door.

It is so much better.

There's no fear...

or pain.

It's beautiful.

And you will be beautiful.

You'll be beautiful.

No problems or worries.

We want you.

I want you.

I want you.

Now open the f***ing door!

- Open the door!

- Come away.

Go a-f***ing-way, Stan!

It's too late, Stokely.

We've already won.

No pain, Stan?

Well, come in here,

and I'll show you some f***ing pain!

I say we go for the coach.

He turned Stan.

He's the one.

Would you rather wait

for them to come to us?

Either way,

we're completely unarmed.

Maybe not. I might

have some more scat.

Where?

- In my trunk.

- In your trunk.

In your car, amongst the aliens.

That's convenient.

You got a better idea?

Stan?

You out there, buddy?

Does it really take two of us

to get to your car?

Nope. One of us

is a decoy.

Get him!

Where did he go?

- Check over there.

- Come on! Find him!

Hello, Casey.

Where are you gonna go?

Class wuss.

Eternal little loser...

who comes to school every day

knowing that this is it.

You've been

labelled pathetic...

since first grade, and you're afraid it's

gonna bleed over for the rest of your life.

But we can stop it, Casey.

We can help you belong.

Isn't that what you really want?

Please don't do this,

Delilah.

I haven't been this happy

since probably

since before my dad died.

You know you want me, Casey.

Come on.

Let's do it together.

Hello, Miss Burke.

Hello, sweetie pie.

- What are you looking for?

- Nothing important.

So, I take it you changed your mind

about the chocolate laxatives?

Actually, I had my heart set on something

cherry-flavoured. You know what I mean?

Sorry, I'm all out of those.

I might have something else

for you though.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Something tasty?

- Let me hook you up.

Hello, Zekey boy.

You're too tense, honey.

Relax.

F*** this.

I'm outta here.

I always thought the only alien

in this high school was me.

Not the case.

Who do you think it is,

the master alien, the queen bee?

It could be anyone.

What happens at the end

of these stories, Stokely?

How does Invasion of the

Body Snatchers turn out?

They get us.

They win. We lose.

Do we?

Maybe we really win.

Stan didn't

look unhappy.

That's 'cause

it wasn't Stan.

They took away

who he was.

Maybe they just bettered

who he was,

cleared away

his confusion.

I know you pride yourself

on being the outsider, Stokely,

but aren't you tired

of being something you're not?

I know I am.

No f***ing way!

Sh*t!

Run, Stokes!

Stokes!

Stokely!

Stokes! Stokes!

Stokely!

No!

Stokely!

Come on, Stokes.

Run!

Come on!

- Hello?

- Zeke, I'm over here.

Watch out.

It's her.

- Zeke, don't believe her. It's her.

- She attacked me. Please, Zeke.

- What's going on here, Marybeth?

- Please, it is her.

She's lying.

She's trying to fake you out.

We don't know what she is:

gay, straight, alien.

Answer me something,

Marybeth:

Why are you naked?

Does it bother you,

Zeke? My body?

- I'm getting kind of used to it myself.

- But I saw you take the test.

Zeke, how the hell can you

be sure what you saw?

It was sweet of you

to bond with me.

To be nice to me was sweet.

Will it work again, baby?

Do you like

what you see?

Zeke.

- Take this.

- Now, Marybeth.

- You sniff it.

- You're out of your f***ing mind.

I'm not taking any chances. I leave for

five minutes, and everyone's an alien.

Now if I have to Men In Black your ass,

you're gonna f***ing sniff it.

Happy now?

Jesus. I'm f***ing

seeing two of everything.

Zeke. Zeke!

Come on, buddy.

Get up.

He's over here.

Casey, come out, come out,

wherever you are.

You know,

in my world, Casey,

there were limitless oceans

as far as the eye could see.

A beautiful home

until it started to dry up.

So I escaped,

came here and met you.

All of you.

All of you were different

from the others.

Thanks, pal.

You were lost and lonely,

just like me.

And I thought that maybe

I could give you a taste of my world:

a world without anger,

without fear, without attitude.

Where the underachiever

goes home at night to parents who care.

The jock can be smart,

the ugly duckling beautiful,

and the class wuss doesn't

have to live in terror.

And the new girl Well, she can just fit

right in with people who are just like her.

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