know.
Who do I think I am? Who are you?
Who are you?
I am the walrus.
Iќs the shits, huh?
(Bender hums)
I can't believe this is happening.
Shit! What are we supposed to do
if we have to take a piss?
- Please.
- If you've got to go, you've got to go.
- My God!
- You're not urinating in here.
- Don't talk! It crawls back up.
- Whip it out and you're dead!
You're pretty sexy
when you get angry. Grrr!
Homeboy, why don't you
close that door?
We'll get the prom queen impregnated.
- Hey! Hey!
- What?
- If I lose my temper, you're totalled.
- Totally?
- Totally.
- Just shut up. Nobody is interested.
Really. Buttface.
What did you do to get in here?
Forget to wash your jock?
I think we should write our papers.
Living in here doesn't give you
the right to be a pain in the arse.
- Iќs a free country.
- He's doing it to get a rise out of you.
Ignore him.
Sweets...
you couldn't ignore me if you tried.
So...
Are you guys boyfriend and girlfriend?
Steady dates?
Lovers?
Come on, Sporto. Level with me.
Do you slip her the hot beef injection?
- Go to hell!
- Enough!
Whaќs going on in there?
Smug little pricks.
Scumbag.
Shall we close that door? We can't
party with Vernon checking us out.
- Iќs supposed to stay open.
- So?
So shut up. There's four others here.
You can count.
You have to be smart to be a wrestler.
- Who are you to judge anybody?
- Really.
You don't count. If you disappeared,
it wouldn't make any difference.
You may as well not exist
at this school.
Well, I'll just run right out
and join the wrestling team.
Maybe the Prep Club, too.
Student Council.
- They wouldn't take you.
- I'm hurt.
You know why guys like you
knock everэthing? You're afraid.
You're so smart. Thaќs why
I'm not heavy in activities.
- You're a coward.
- I'm in the Maths Club.
You're afraid they won't take you,
so you just dump all over it.
It wouldn't have anything to do
with you people being arseholes?
You don't even know any of us.
I don't know any lepers, but
I'm not joining their fucking club.
- Watch the mouth.
- I'm in the Physics Club, too.
What are you babbling about?
What I said was,
I'm in the Maths Club, the Latin Club
and the Physics Club.
Hey, Cherry...
- Do you belong to the Physics Club?
- Thaќs an academic club.
(Bender) So?
- They aren't the same as other clubs.
- Ah, but to dorks like him, they are.
What do you do in your club?
In Physics, we talk about physics,
properties of physics.
So iќs sort of social.
Demented and sad, but social. Right?
(Johnson) I guess you could consider it
a social situation.
There are other children
in my club and...
At the end of the year
we have a big banquet at the Hilton.
You load up, you party.
- No. We dress up, but don't get high.
- Only burners like you get high.
(Johnson) I didn't have shoes,
so I borrowed my daпs.
My cousin, Kendall, got high once
and he started eating weird foods.
He felt like
he didn't belong anywhere.
- Like, "Twilight Zone".
- Sounds like you.
Keep talking and Vernon will come in.
I don't want to miss my meet
this Saturday.
Wouldn't that be a bite?
Missing a whole wrestling meet!
You wouldn't know, faggot!
You never competed in your life.
I feel all empty inside because of it.
I have such admiration for guys
who roll around on the floor together.
- You don't have any goals.
- (Bender) Oh, but I do.
- Yeah?
- I want to be just like you.
I figure all I need is a lobotomy
and some tights.
You wear tights?
No, I don't wear tights.
I wear the required uniform.
- Tights.
- Shut up!
(Distant rustling)
(Bender inhales loudly)
(Johnson) There's not supposed
to be monkey business.
Young man,
have you finished your paper?
(Sporto) Don't screw around.
- What are you going to do?
- Drop dead, I hope.
(Water trickles)
(Whoops euphorically)
Thaќs school property.
It doesn't belong to us.
Iќs not to be toyed with.
- Very funny. Fix it!
- (Johnson) You should