The Hot Chick
[ Slow Middle Eastern music|plays ]
[ Indistinct conversations,|laughter ]
Where is my bride?
[ Wind whistling,|chimes tinkling ]
My wedding dress.|Quickly, put it on.
Soon you'll live your life|in jewels and not chains.
Come, child.
ALL:
Honeybees,|all right, all right!Honeybees, all right!
Whoo! Honeybees,|all right, all right!
Honeybees, all right!|Whoo!
ALL:
Go...Honeybees!
[ All cheering ]
You ready, Hildenburg?
Yes.
Great.
I have one question.
Why am I dressed like|one of the Fenmore Foxes?
Aren't they our hated|crosstown rivals?
Yes...but...
this year's theme is unity...|for a"ll" cheerleaders.
Oh.
Have fun.
[ Jeering and catcalling ]
CHEERLEADERS:
|Wipe out the Foxes!Ugh!
BOTH:
|Boys are cheats and liars.They're such a big disgrace.
They will tell you anything|to get to second...
Baseball, baseball,|he thinks he's gonna score.
If you let him go all the way,|then you are a...
Hor...ticulture studies|flowers...
[ Laughter ]
Oh, no, she didn't.
Oh, yes, she did.
Girlfriend's booty be|a"ll" wrapped up in licious.
"All" wrapped up.
You're pretty dope and phat|yourselves.
Ling-Ling!|You forgot lunch, baby pie!
Chicken with fried vegetable,|bulgogi, and Kimchi.
Thanks, Mom.
Okay. You all learn|real good now.
- Ling-Ling?|- Ling-Ling?
Can somebody answer the phone?
Oh, dang, that's messed up.
[ Both laugh ]
Out of all the Korean|liquor stores,
why did my dad have to|walk into that one?
I'm returning your papers|on the Salem Witch Trials.
I'm sad to report that Eden,|here, got the only "A."
Well, that's not fair.
I mean, she was the only one|who was actually there.
[ Laughter ]
[ Giggles ]
[ Speaks angrily|in foreign language ]
[ Giggles ]
Vice-Principal Bernard.
Oh, Miss Spencer,|wonderful job this morning.
You certainly know|how to whip up a crowd.
As pretty as you are, I bet|you really whipped them up
back when "you" were|cheerleading captain, hmm?
Me? Oh, no, no, no.
I was much more of a band|chick, actually... tuba...
lead tuba... honor band.
Well, then you wouldn't mind|writing us some passes
so we could, uh,|practice some new moves?
Oh, Jessica,|I- I-I don't know about that.
You know, that trophy|is gonna look "so" good
in your office.
Oh...
All right.
[ Chuckles ]
That's what girls do
They keep you guessing|the whole day through
[ All cheering ]
Play your emotions,|push all your buttons
It's true
That's what girls do
That's what we do
[ Giggling ]
Whoo!
You ask me why I gotta play|so hard to get
Ohh! Ugh! Oh!
You ask me do I play it cool|just to make you sweat
Mmm!|That's really good.
Um...|how much do I owe you?
It's okay.|It's on the house.
[ Smacks lips ]
Really?!
Thanks.
...through to you-u-u-u-u
- That's what girls do|- [ Girls giggling ]
They keep you guessing...
Who's gonna pay for that,|a**hole?
You are not gonna make it|in this business.
April, this is gonna go|straight to your ass.
"Itchbay" alert.
Bianca.
[ Sighs ]
Jessica, you look great!
Are you doing something|different
or just hanging out|with skankier friends?
[ Laughter ]
Wow, Bianca,|you look really good, too.
Um...are you eating less|or just barfing more?
[ Laughter ]
Barfing more.
Good luck|at the cheer competition.
Yeah.
You too.
Hmm...
[ All laughing ]
Bye-bye.
Agh!
ALL:
Oh!Let's go, Winona.
[ Indistinct conversation,|giggling ]
APRIL:
|Jess, what are you doing?Hang on a sec.
Whoa.
This is kind of cool.
[ Foreign accent ]|Can I help you ladies?
Oh, yeah. What is this?
Oh, yeah, I like that, too.
It's actually a Senegalese lute|carved from deerwood,
used for fertility rituals|and...
- Sure. Yeah.|- Cool.
Oh, and you can put|your weed in there.
[ Chuckles ]
Oh.
Check this out.
Oh, yeah. That's beautiful.
It's actually a model|of the prison on Robben Island
where Nelson Mandela|was held 27 years.
- Oh.|- Oh.
And before the collapse|of apartheid, of course.
Yeah, he came out|pretty hate-free, though,
you know, ready to heal...
went on to become|the president of South Africa
after that... after they freed|him, of course, sure.
- Wow.|- Yeah.
A lot of people|don't realize this,
but you can put|your weed in there.
- Oh. [ Chuckles ]|- [ Chuckles ]
This is great. Sure.
Well, if you have|any more questions,
I'll be in the back|sleeping, so...
Great.
Okay. Thanks.
Oh, actually,|this is the back. Sorry.
- Oh.|- Oh.
This stuff makes me feel so|proud to be African-American.
Ling-Ling!
You walk right by Crazy Nail,|no say "hi" me.
Hi, Mom.
Bye, girls!
Fake pearls!
[ Wind whistling,|chimes tinkling ]
[ Foreign accent ]|Stop banging those drums!
I'm sorry.
I didn't even know|you could hear that.
Oh, my God.|Look at those earrings.
I'd be the envy|of every girl at prom.
[ Gasps ]
Not like that was|in jeopardy or anything.
Um, excuse me.|How much are these?
Not for sale.|That's a genuine artifact.
Oh.
No!
No!
Okay, I'm all set.
Is that all you got... $ 18?!
It's a gas station.
Everybody pays with|credit cards nowadays.
Help yourself to some nachos.
[ All giggling ]
[ Bell dings ]
Hey, that's for|Doug Flutie's kids!
- Aah!|- [ Bell dings ]
- Aah!|- Aah!
[ Laughter ]
[ Bell dings ]
[ Bell dings ]
- [ Tires squeal ]|- I'm in here!
- [ Bell dings ]|- Help!
Whoo!
[ Horn honks ]
Agh!
Agh!
You look really good.|[ Laughs ]
Really good.
Um, excuse me...
[ Gasping ]
The gas cap's on "th"a"t" side.
Mm-hmm. Oh, I'm sorry.
Uh, hello...
full service.
And, um, could you,|like, check the oil
and all that other junk|under the hood?
Like his job is that hard.
[ All laugh ]
Minimum wage|for a maximum loser.
Oh, good one.
Hey...check this out.
[ Horn honks ]
Ow!
[ All laughing ]
[ Grunting ]
Sorry. Accident.
You're so bad!
- [ Laughter ]|- I'm okay.
It's okay. I'm okay.
Hey, how much you bet|I can get him again?
[ Horn honks ]
- [ Grunts ]|- [ All laughing ]
Oh. Uhh.
- [ Sizzling ]|- Ow! Oh!
[ All giggling ]
Oops.
- [ Bell dings, horn honks ]|- Whoo!
It's the summer, the summer
Yo, my cats are trippin',|it's the summer
I'll get my swerve on,|fight evil villains gone
So come on now
I've been locked in a room|not waiting for long
And to tell you the truth
I don't even want to|sing this song
The sun is up, that's what|my crew is all about...
I'm so pretty.
Booger.
[ Giggling ]
Booger! [ Sighs ]
I told you not to|go through my stuff.
What are you doing|wearing my bra?!
I'm not "we"a"ring" your bra.
I was simply holding it|against myself.
Get out of my room,|you little turd!
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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