Varsity Blues Page #4

Wendell, meet me at the mini-mart

at 10:
00 tonight.

- For what ?

- I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you.

- Where's Billy Bob ? I can't find him.

- Kilmer.

He's been

riding the f*** out of Billy Bob.

Blaming him for Lance's knee.

Look man, I'm over this sh*t.

- I hear you.

- You don't hear me.

Kilmer's a f***ing racist.

You know how many yards

I average a game ? 133.

You know how many

touchdowns I have ?

Three. That's only because

I broke for over twenty yards each time.

If we're inside the 10, he gives the ball

to Lance or some white receiver.

It's bullshit.

I'm just Kilmer's black workhorse.

- Kilmer...

- Would he call Texas or A&M for me ?

F***, no !

My mom's been doing my recruiting.

She's got Grambling coming to see me.

Damn, Mox, I thought you knew.

This sh*t's f***ed-up.

F*** Kilmer.

I'll get you in the end zone.

We're cool, Mox.

Hey...

You got sh*t to tend to.

I'll see you at practice.

- Hey, how are you ?

- Tell me not to feel weird around you.

The last thing I need right now

is for anything to come between us.

We're friends.

We're just a little closer now.

- Okay ?

- Yeah, I guess we are.

- Thanks, Mox.

- No problem.

Wait a minute ! Jules !

Would you listen to me ?

B*tches are all just panty droppers.

- You understand ? That's it.

- What ?

You give them a Percocet,

two Vicodins and a couple of beers,

and the panties drop.

It's very nice.

- You think you'll enjoy prison ?

- I don't know... What ?

- Where are we going tonight ?

- It's a surprise. I'm bringing Lance.

Nice...

What the f*** is that ?

Oh, my God.

It's star quarterback Jonny Moxon.

- Somebody hold me up.

- There's nothing going on with Darcy.

Nothing's ever happened.

You've never seen her

in her whipped-cream bikini ?

- No.

- Funny. That's how she got Lance.

- Jules, are we together or what ?

- I don't date football players.

- I've always been a football player.

- Number 26.

No, you were something different.

At least I thought you were.

What a Kodak moment. Star Jonny

Moxon wondering who he really is.

- You don't think all this is hard ?

- On who ?

- Jules !

- Mox !

We had a thing and it was great.

Things have changed a little bit.

That's okay.

- Maybe you should go.

- You can't make me leave.

Oh, my God !

Everybody come meet Jonny Moxon.

The Mox ! The star quarterback

of the Coyotes is at my window.

- Good game, man.

- I'm your number-one fan.

These are from Brett.

You boys are on the house all night.

- Gentlemen...

- I'm gonna go nuts.

My gift to you.

To Kilmer !

- F*** Kilmer !

- Take my shot, you know I don't drink.

- You're drinking tonight.

- We got Elwood tomorrow.

Relax. Just chill, Wendell,

and look over your left shoulder.

Goddamn...

- Keep your shirt on, Billy Bob.

- It's a strip club, I'm here to work !

Here you go, have a beer.

Of all these guys, you're the only one

who visited me in hospital.

You're a good friend.

And also, I have to say...

Thanks for dragging me here.

I appreciate everything you've done.

You're not gonna try and hug me now ?

- Oh, my God, it's Miss Davis !

- Holy sh*t !

I want you to know I'm 18, and I've

had sex with older women before.

It was topical, it was erotic...

I gave it a 9.5.

I still got wood. Still !

I gave it a 10. A f***ing 10 !

Gentlemen,

I'd like to propose a toast.

- To Miss Davis.

- 10 !

- F*** me, it's seven o'clock.

- What did you just say ?

It's seven o'clock.

- God, what's that smell ?

- That's us.

Are we playing tonight ?

Jon Moxon, finding out

how the other half lives.

- He got crushed on that play.

- It's a true slaughter out there.

Kilmer can't be happy with his team.

Let the pom-pom girls play for you !

Worst game I ever seen !

- You said Elwood wasn't that good.

- They ain't. We're playing like sh*t.

- Can you stop them from planting me ?

- I got the squirts, Mox.

- That liquor's still in my system.

- I keep seeing Davis' ass in my face.

I'm hung-over, too. We're gonna

suck it up and put one in the end zone.

I-right, 495 curl, on one.

Eyes up !

Ready ? Break !

The hard work of so many

sacrificed...

...by the disrespect of a few.

Moxon...

You sacrificed the honour of this team

and the town that supports it.

Sh*t, you poisoned my team, son !

I hope last night was fun.

Was it fun ?

Your daddy was a no-talent p*ssy,

but at least he listened !

Oh... little Billy Bob...

Cry-baby ?

You cost me my perfect season.

How does it feel ?

Cry me a river, you fat f***ing baby !

You disgust me.

My star quarterback is dragging

his leg around because of you !

And I got to watch you cry about it !

You know what ?

Get the f*** out of here.

I don't wanna see your fat face !

Get the f*** out of here.

People say you dragged ass because

you organised a drinking party.

- Save it, Dad.

- Save what ?

- You got the opportunity of a lifetime.

- It's not the opportunity of a lifetime.

Your attitude's wrong.

This is your opportunity...

Playing football here may have been

the opportunity of your lifetime.

But I don't want your life.

- What the hell's Bacon doing here ?

- Billy Bob wants you to take him.

- Mind if I take a seat ?

- Don't move.

This is for most-improved player

at lineman camp.

I was eleven.

- How'd you find me ?

- What the hell are you doing ?

Championship trophy. Steelers.

We were nine.

Remember this sh*t ?

Playing pee-wee ?

- Yeah, it was fun.

- No, it wasn't.

I remember getting yelled at.

"Too fat, Billy Bob !"

"Too slow and dumb !"

We were just little kids, Mox.

It's like nothing was ever good enough.

- It's almost over.

- No.

It's over, man. It's so over.

- Come on. This is bullshit.

- What ?

You're gonna let football get you ?

You're gonna let Kilmer win ?

What am I supposed to do ?

Why don't you f***ing tell me.

Quit ! Who gives a f*** about Kilmer's

I do !

I do...

Coach loved me like a son.

Treated me like one, too.

He told me to protect Lance,

and I didn't. I f***ed everything up.

Kilmer f***ed up,

and everyone knows it.

That's where you're wrong, Mox.

You're wrong.

Look, we got one more game left,

and we need you.

I need you.

Who the f***'s gonna protect my ass ?

Come on.

Your boney ass ?

I don't think I have a boney ass.

I think I have a very nice ass.

It is kind of nice.

Yeah ! F*** you and the horse

you rode in on, you son of a b*tch !

- We're worried about the Gilroy game.

- It's their first year in our district.

They were 4-A last year. They've been

killing people since they came to 3-A.

Believe me,

Mox will stick to the game plan.

- That's what we came to hear.

- Thank you, Sam.

- What's the deal with these kids ?

- These are my people.

Kyle, did you start a cult ?

That's so sweet !

Out ! Come on, freakos, get lost !

Now that's it ! No more religions.

You're healthy, you're playing football.

Jonny,

this letter came for you yesterday.

Brown...

"You have been admitted to the

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