just cut the bullshit.
All right?
Please? I'm here to wipe the floor
with your ass.
You know it, everybody knows it,
and you deserve it.
I think it's safe to say...
that this party is about to become
a historical fact.
Wait, wait.
- Let me talk to him.
- Okay.
Look, I'm perfectly willing
to forget this.
Okay? I see no reason
in carrying this on any longer.
It was a joke. It's gone too far.
It's over. Okay?
You want the truth?
You want the plain truth?
You're over.
Are you just gonna leave?
There isn't anything
I could do to him...
that he hasn't
already done to himself.
Wish I could live with that.
Good move, Amanda. I approve.
- Thanks again, Duncan.
- No problem, no problem.
You guys go along.
We're gonna stick around here.
Try to crank up this party
to a nice respectable level.
Don't worry. I won't mess him up.
I'm not even gonna touch him.
Just gonna make him cry
a little bit.
Good night.
All right. Let's cut the bullshit.
We're gonna have some fun.
We're gonna have some fun.
All right, guys.
These girls have been lookin' at you
like I don't know what.
All right. Now we're ready to party.
What a beautiful woman right here.
She is dying for you.
Remind me never to get you
mad at me.
Did you see the look on their face?
Nice move. I saw it from out here.
Well-- Why don't
you guys run along?
I'll walk. My butt's asleep
from sitting all night.
I'm sorry if I misjudged you.
That's okay.
Keys are in the car.
Remember how I said I'd rather be
with someone for the wrong reasons...
than alone for the right ones?
I'd rather be right.
It's gonna feel good
to stand on my own.
Here.
In your heart you wanted
to give these to somebody else.
Go.
Go on.
I'm sorry. I didn't know.
Yeah. Well, you're stupid.
I always knew you were stupid.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- You never asked.
I wanted these.
I really wanted them.
They're yours.
- You knew you were gonna get these.
- No, I didn't. I hoped.
- I didn't know.
- You knew.
I had a feeling.
Well, how do they look?
You look good wearing my future.Run, run, run.
He's gonna get you.
Good, he's dead.
It's semiconscious Keith.
Hi, ugly.
- Hi, honey. How was work?
- All right.
You still haven't told me
when you're gonna cut your hair.
I got it cut, Mom.
Mom, you're flapping your lips in vain.
Keith vacated.
Keith!
Keith, is that you?
- Yep.
- Hey, pal.
Been checking out some colleges.
Dad, you going to college?
That's great.
If I'd gone to college, I wouldn't be
selling tires six days a week.
That's what you're gonna be doing
if you don't get with the program.
Come here. Take a look a these.
Bunch of new ones came in the mail.
"Co-ed Phys Ed."
Can I do this later?
Jesus, Keith, l...
I'm not trying to
break your back here, pal.
I know.
I just want you to
think about your future.
You got a shot to be
the first guy in this family...
who didn't have to wash his hands
after a day's work.
"Co-ed Phys Ed."
Hey.
I'm looking for that song about the guy
that killed himself...
for the girl
that hated his guts.
Do you know what song
I'm talking about?
Do you understand the concept
of the word "privacy"?
Yes, I do, and that's why
I never let anyone in my room.
Get out of here
before I throw your ass out my window.
- God, are you in a nice mood today.
- I said, get out.
Is this a side effect
of being massively unliked or what?
I get a black-and-blue mark,
you're dead!
Mom!
Look at it.
You see what he did to me?
Get your head out of the light.
Sweetheart, I can't say that
I see anything. I'm sure it hurts.
Mom, then you need some glasses.
At this point, if I wanted to lie out
I could not wear a bathing suit.
You know, exposing your skin to sunlight
will make you old before your time...
and eventually you'll look
like an albino raisin.
- Thank you, Cindy.
- My pleasure.
- Stay out of his room.
- Yeah.
And you...
see me if you've got a problem with her