The Skulls II

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Gentlemen,

you've all been found worthy and have

accepted our invitation into the Order.

Remove your blindfolds.

All men are alike in death.

Death is the great equalizer.

You men all come

from different backgrounds,

but you will all

be equal in the Order.

Each of you, take your shovel

and dig where you stand.

Many distinguished men,

men of accomplishment,

have become before you and

died as you will die tonight.

Reborn, they become leaders

in every important sector...

of American society,

taking positions

of influence and power.

Few men know what it is

to dig their own graves.

You are among them now.

And now you will all die--

die and be reborn

into the Order.

It is a great honor to be tapped by the Order.

We are the elite

of the elite.

This is just the beginning

of what we call...

the "revealing process".

Over the next 14days,

you will undergo a series of trials...

to prove your worthiness.

Prepare to be tested.

Tell no one what you see

and hear within these walls.

No outsider shall ever know

the work of the Order...

or the composition

of its membership.

Thanks.

Boo!

Ali, you scared

the crap out of me. That's so bad.

Well, I am

a very scary person.

- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

Scary is not exactly...

the word I would use.

You know, Sommers, if we weren't

still in the honeymoon phase of dating,

I would be so gone.

Listen, I was gonna call, but...

it's just not the kind

of thing you plan.

Ryan, were you tapped?

- Was tonight Tap Night?

- You know it was. Quit playing dumb. Who was it?

Was it Snake and Skeleton?

No. Like I'd accept that.

Come on. Who then?

- Wolf and Scroll?

- God, no. They're even weaker than Snake.

Ryan, was it the Skulls?

Listen, Ali, even if I had been tapped by them,

I'd be sworn to secrecy, right?

- I knew they would take you.

- What?

Why can't you just admit it, Ryan?

You were tapped by the Skulls.

- Why can't we just drop this?

- Because it was our three-month

anniversary tonight,

and you completely blew me off.

I think you owe me

an explanation.

And being tapped by the Skulls would

somehow make everything all right?

Maybe.

Sweet, Ryan. That's it!

All right, everybody over here.

Jeff!

Jeff, nice assist.

Okay, pay attention.

That was a good shot today.

Yeah, I know.

- Don't let it go to your head.

- Too late for that.

It was a good shot.

Good pass.

What do we have here?

Ahh.

How can you be

so casual?

We're almost Skulls, and you know what

these guys can do for us, for our future.

Listen, Jeff, I gotta

tell you, the money, the cars, the girls--

doesn't really

rock my world that much.

- Yeah, right.

- No, I'm serious.

It's been two weeks of initiation,

which means two weeks of blowing Ali off.

And now this?

She's not gonna be happy.

Okay, you're not into it for the

material benefits, of which there are many,

and it's gonna screw up

your love life, so why accept?

I guess you'll

meet him tonight.

- You're a legacy?

- Yeah.

Who? Your father?

No. My brother Greg.

But ever since Dad died,

he acts like it.

He's got this thing about

me being irresponsible. Me.

- Imagine that.

- Anyway,

he thinks if I become

a Skull, it will somehow--

- Legitimize you.

- Yeah, in his mind, anyway.

So, did he let you in

on any secrets?

- Yeah, a few.

- Any idea what tonight's all about?

Tonight?

Yeah, I got a vague idea.

Oh. Vague idea.

Feel like... telling me

what that's about at all?

Hey.

Hey, Kelly. Is, uh--

- Ali's not here.

- Is she gonna be back soon?

Uh, I don't know.

Do you wanna come in and wait?

- Yeah. Do you mind?

- No, come on in.

All right, thanks.

So, Kelly, how you doing?

- Not bad.

- That's good.

- What are you doing?

- Goethe.

What is that, cheese?

Oh, they're making you read Faust.

Kelly, that's terrible.

You know, what's worse is that

in Goethe's version,

Faust doesn't go to hell for selling

his soul to the devil, God saves him.

- How boring is that?

- Wait a minute. You read?

Yeah, occasionally.

- What, does that surprise you?

- Yeah, kind of.

Well, maybe you don't know me

as well as you think.

Speaking of which, rumor

has it you've been tapped.

- It's just a rumor.

- Not according to my lonely roommate.

You know, I've been busy.

Yeah. Yeah,

really, really busy.

And, uh, you know, if I was stupid enough

to blow her off again tonight--

You'd be kicked to the curb

and single and depressed forever and ever.

Between you and I, the forever

single and depressed guy is not all that great.

Sorry.

And why would you be

forever single and depressed?

Because, honey,

I'd be a fool if I didn't,

you know, redeem myself

after last night.

- Hi.

- Hey.

Hey, why don't we

have dinner right now?

Ryan, it's only 4:00.

What, you never had

an early dinner?

All right.

Give me a minute.

Okay.

So I've got this economics

paper due on Wednesday on Keynes.

- And I'm behind 20 pages.

- Really?

Yes.

Ryan.

So this is how you redeem yourself?

With a trip to the cycle store.

No, I'm just looking.

Just... looking.

The Ducati 996-S.

This is 30 grand, easy.

For a motorcycle?

"Motorcycle?" This is

not just a motorcycle.

There's like 200 of these

in the entire country.

This is like the Holy Grail

of motorcycles.

If I had one of these,

I would have to be buried with it.

Oh, well that is so romantic.

- Yeah, I know.

- Ryan?

- Ryan?

- Huh?

- Can we go?

- Oh, yeah, sure.

Um, so this paper

sounds like a lot of work.

- Nothing I can't handle.

- Yeah, right.

- It's not.

- So, you gonna work on it tonight?

Mm-mm. No, actually,

I wasn't planning on it.

No? Why?

Because I was planning

on spending time with you.

Well, cool.

You don't sound

too enthusiastic.

No, no, no. I am. I am.

It's just, uh--

I just thought you working on

your paper tonight wouldn't be

such a bad thing because,

well, I kind of, sort of

have something to do too, so--

You kind of, sort of have something to do

again. What is that supposed to mean?

Well, um--

Thanks.

It's just this...

last-minute thing

I gotta do with Jeff.

You know what?

Actually, that is not a bad idea.

You're right. I should not go anywhere

until my paper's finished, so it's fine.

Right. And it won't take that long,

and I'll come over as soon as I can.

Okay.

- Whoa.

- What?

It's no good?

Oh, it's good.

It's definitely,

definitely good.

Gentlemen,

I am Winston Taft,

class of '72.

Tonight you will be given the

final trial in the revealing process.

Tonight, you will be given

a soul mate.

My name is Greg Sommers,

class of '93.

We are all brothers in the Order,

but the bond between soul mates...

is even stronger than the bond

of our brotherhood.

You will be responsible

for each other's every word...

and every deed.

- Mr. Neal.

- Thank you, Greg.

My name is Parker Neal,

and I'm acting chairman

of the senior council.

My soul mate

is Matt Hutchinson.

These daggers represent your

responsibility to each other.

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