don't.
Being bad feels pretty good. Huh?
- Why are we going to his locker?
- Beats me.
This is so stupid.
Why are we risking getting caught?
- I don't know.
- Then what are we doing?
One more question
and I'm beating the shit out of you.
Sorry.
- You're such a slob.
- My maiпs on vacation.
- Drugs.
- Screw that, Bender. Put it back.
Drugs. The boy has marijuana.
- That was marijuana.
- Shut up.
Do you approve of this?
(Bender) We'll cross through the lab.
(Andrew) If Vernon cuts us off,
iќs your fault, arsehole.
(Johnson) What did he say?
Where are we going?
(# WANG CHUNG:
"Fire in The Twilight")
# Hot on the run
from the grip of the power game
# The man who leads the way
# The man
who leads the way
# Shell in iќs box
from his home that they'll never tame
# The man who leads the way
# The man
who leads the way #
Wait, hold it! Hold it!
Go through the cafeteria.
No, the hall. You don't know
what you're talking about.
We're through listening to you.
You go where you want.
Come on!
# He is burning
# Burning in the twilight
# He is turning
# Turning to face us
# He is burning
# Fire in the twilight #
- Shit!
- Great idea!
- Fuck you!
- Fuck you!
We're dead.
- No. Just me.
- What do you mean?
Get back to the library.
Keep your unit on you.
(Bender shouts indistinctly)
That son of a bitch!
Three, two, one!
Bender! What is this? What are you
doing here? What is this?
Hi.
- Out. Thaќs it, Bender! Iќs over!
- Don't you want to hear my excuse?
- Out!
- I'm trying out for a scholarship.
Give me the ball. Give me that ball.
Get your stuff. Leќs go.
Mr Wiseguy took it upon himself
to go to the gym.
You're going to be without
his services for the rest of the day.
- B-O-O H-O-O.
- Everэthing's a big joke, huh?
The false alarm you pulled on Friday.
Really funny!
What if your home, your family...
What if your dope was on fire?
Lmpossible, sir.
Iќs in Johnson's underwear.
You think he's funny? This is cute?
He's bitching, is that it?
Let me tell you something.
Look at him. He's a bum.
You want to see something funny?
Visit John Bender in five years.
You'll see how goddamned funny he is.
Whaќs the matter, John?
You're going to cry?
- Leќs go.
- Keep your fucking hands off me!
I expect better manners from you,
Dick.
For better hallway vision.
Thaќs the last time you make me
look bad in front of those kids.
I make 31,000 dollars a year
and I've got a home.
I'm not throwing it away on you.
But some day, man,
when you've forgotten this place
and they've forgotten you
and you're wrapped up in your
pathetic life, I'm going to be there.
Thaќs right. And I'm going to kick
the living shit out of you, man.
- Are you threatening me?
- What are you going to do about it?
You think anybody's
going to believe you?
You think anybody's going to take
your word over mine?
I'm a man of respect around here,
a swell guy.
You're a lying sack of shit
and everybody knows it.
You're a real tough guy. Come on.
On your feet.
Leќs find out how tough you are.
I want to know how tough you are.
I'll give you the first punch.
Right here. Just take the first shot.
I'm begging you. Take a shot!
Just take one shot.
Thaќs all I need, just one swing.
Thaќs what I thought.
You're a gutless turd.
(Creaking)
A naked blonde walks into a bar
with a poodle under one arm
and a two-foot salami
under the other.
She lays the poodle on the table.
The bartender says, "I suppose
you won't be needing a drink?"
The lady says...
Shit!
(Vernon) Jesus Christ Almighty!
(Crashing)
I forgot my pencil.
(Vernon) God damn it!
What in Goпs name
is going on in here?
- What was that ruckus?
- What ruckus?
I was in my office
and I heard a ruckus.
- Could you describe it, sir?
- Watch your tongue.
Argh!
(Vernon) What is this?
What is that? What is that noise?
(Andrew) What noise?
(Claire) There wasn't any noise.
(Bender screams)
Was that the noise?
No, it