Were The World Mine
Come on, boys!
That was pathetic!
I wanna see sweat!
Hey, you playin'?
Timothy needs a ball!
He needs my balls!
You wish.
- Ready, boys?
- Ready, sir!
Ready,
fancy feet?
Excellent, men!
Showers!
Hey, you're gonna be late
for that Shakes-queer crap.
Who cares!
That crap's like 400 years old.
It doesn't make sense.
It does to anyone with a brain.
A brain, but no dick!
All I know is rugby!
Rugby rocks! Give it up!
Good try.
We're so proud of you, Timmy!
My name's Timothy.
My name's Timothy, too!
- Need some ice?
- I can handle it.
Nice eye shadow.
Gentlemen!
You will not disrespect
a soul in here.
Today, I challenge you
to write in verse.
Remembering
William Shakespeare,
scribe away your thoughts
and feelings boldly on a page.
"What angel wakes me
from my flow'ry bed?"
"What angel wakes me
from my flow'ry bed?"
"I pray thee gentle mortal,
sing again."
"I pray thee
gentle mortal, sing again. "
"Love looks not with
the eyes, but with the mind;"
"Love looks not with the
eyes, but with the mind;"
"And therefore is wing'd
cupid painted blind."
"And therefore is
wing'd cupid painted blind. "
# OH, TIMOTHY...
TIMOTHY #
# OH, TIMOTHY... #
Timothy...
Oh, Timothy.
A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM...
the spring senior play.
Auditions are Friday.
I'm not an actor.
All the world's a stage.
Awaken and empower
what's within.
I'd rather not.
Here he comes!
Your boyfriend is... mmm!
You like watching us
out there?
I love watching you play.
I bet you do.
Haaa!!!
Someone's jumpy today.
What the hell
happened to you?
Ouch!
- Was it a golfball?
- Nope.
Right, no blood.
# POOR PATHETIC GAY FOOL,
IN AN ALL-DUDE SCHOOL #
POLICE OF STEREO TYPE? #
THIS OVERLY BELEAGUERED #
# AND OBVIOUS HYPE #
- Was it a basketball?
- Not in season.
# IT'S SUCH A PITY,
MY FRIEND TIMMY #
# POOR, POOR, POOR,
POOR, POOR, POOR... #
Baseball?
# THE BALLS THEY JUS DON'T STOP COMIN'
# TOO BAD THEY AIN' THE BALLS HE'S WANTIN'
# THE IRON Y
# AS THE POOR HORN DOG
BEFORE MY EYES. #
It was a dodgeball.
That's boring.
Where's the PE-free school?
State law...
Fags play one hour of sports
a day and they get beat up.
Need a bodyguard?
What you need to do is stand
up and fight for yourself.
Since when did you start
giving advice like that?
Since I started my own
personal revolution.
You gonna be
in Ms. T's play?
I don't have a choice.
Come on.
- I heard she's a dyke.
- Ms. Tebbit?
Drinks soy milk.
I drink soy milk!
Plays guitar...
makes her own
clothes,
emancipated herself
from her parents
when she was 16.
I'm not a lesbian.
That's your fantasy!
I'm hetero-flexible.
You know, why don't you
two just get it on already!
I've tried.
Have you?
Hetero-flexible?
I'm straight, but sh*t happens.
Let's go, lovebirds!
'BOUT MY FRIEND TIMMY #
# IT'S SUCH A PITY,
Timmy?
Timothy, sugar!
I need your muscles a minute.
Thanks for the help, boys.
That's fine, honey.
I'll get it later.
You're home early.
No, I'm not.
What happened?
It was an accident.
So was that.
Why do I work my ass off
to put you in that
goddamn school?
You finally got a job?
You're father was right.
I don't have a father!
I should just lock you
up in your room.
Do you know
what I'm sacrificing?
Tell him I did get a job.
It was just a dodgeball.
Honey!
So what do you
think of these?
They're perfect, actually.
Harder!
- I look sexy.
- You look really good.
Smile, b*tch.
Just 'cause I'm wearin'
this dress doesn't mean...
Hey, girl!
Hot fire! Hot fire!
So what dead drag queen was it
that you stole these boots from?
It was my mom, actually.
Oh, your mom? She died?
What?
Night, sugar.
Don't screw this up.
Yes?
Hi, I'm Donna.
Not interested.
What is it?
I'm here for the training.
Oh... Donna.
Do come in.
It's quite atrocious out there.
I thought you were due
to come on Thursday.
Oh, well, c'est la vie.
How are you this afternoon?
Your spirits?
- I'm good.
- Good - No.
First lesson:
You're never good;
At Nora Fay, you're grand!
Don't worry, darling.
It's only water.
Lu, lu, lu, lu, lu...
I'm better without the piano.
I'll take your word.
This sh*t is thick.
Well, don't rub so hard, dear.
Here...
Like that, you see...
Gently.
There.
Now let's move on to lips.
Is that your normal shade?
Let's see...
With your coloring,
I would say maybe...
Lilac Delight.
Yes!
Strong women wear lipstick.
Too strong.
"I see their knavery.
This is to make
an ass of me.
To fright..."
Is this a girl's part?
You are dismissed.
Just so you know,
I'm growing out a goatee.
Oh?
Delightful!
Time's up!
We have ten minutes more.
What a team.
Your time is up!
Your little warriors
may enter in ten minutes.
Until then, the stage is ours.
That stage made
for better storage.
Where were we?
I was about to make
a fool of myself.
My dear, do not limit yourself.
Nora Fay can take you
to the edge of your imagination
and beyond.
Is this you?
Was.
- You a singer?
- Was.
Was this your husband?
Is.
Really?
Enough questions...
My kid just started there.
Did yours go there?
Oh, God, no!
I bore no children.
I thank the Lord above
for the grace he gave me
just to spawn Nora Fay.
Come, dear.
"And the youth, mistook by me,
Pleading for a lover's fee."
I don't even know
what I'm saying.
That will come.
"Shall we their
fond pageant see?
Lord, what fools
these mortals be!"
Agreed, indeed!
Let's sing.
Sing?
Now you.
- I don't know it.
- Follow me.
Lu, lu, lu...
With the lyrics...
A deep breath.
# WE FAIRIES, THAT DO RUN #
# FROM THE PRESENCE
OF THE SUN #
# WE FOLLOW...
DARKNESS #
# LIKE A DREAM... #
# LIKE A DREAM #
Who's that?
# WE FAIRIES,
THAT DO RUN #
# FROM THE PRESENCE
OF THE SUN #
# WE FOLLOW...
DARKNESS #
# LIKE A DREAM... #
# LIKE A DREAM #
WAST WONT TO BE #
# SEE AS THOU WAS WONT TO SEE #
# BE AS THOU WAS WONT TO BE #
# SEE AS THOU
WAST WONT TO SEE... #
Looks like I'm one
of the lovers.
I'm not shaving.
At least you're not
the jackass.
At least the jackass
doesn't have to wear a dress!
What is Thisby?
Is that a chick?
Congratulations, gentlemen.
Awaken and empower
what's within!
Nice pipes.
I heard your audition.
I saw the list.
Good afternoon.
It's going to be superb.
So many fascinating...
I thought I told you my boys
don't got time for those parts.
Must I remind you that
Morgan Hill philosophy
clearly states that academics
transcends athletics?
Larry'll side with me
on this one.
I'll note you in my
book of memory.
Puck!
He's Puck in the play.
- What play?
- The senior play.
He's the main fairy.
- A fairy?
- It's a great part.
A fairy?!
A kick-ass fairy.
You have lines to memorize.
We need a plan of attack.
This is great.
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