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. That's it, Bender! It's 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. Let's 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.
- Everything'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?
Impossible, sir.
It's 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.
What's the matter, John?
You're going to cry?
- Let's go.
- Keep your fucking hands off me!
I expect better manners from you,
Dick.
For better hallway vision.
That's 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.
That's 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.
Let's 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.
That's all I need, just one swing.
That's 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, "l 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 God's 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 wasn't. That was not
the noise I was talking about.
I may not have caught you in the act
this time, but you can bet I will.
You make book on that, missy.
And you!
I will not be made a fool of.
- It was an accident.
- You're an asshole!
Sue me.
So, Ahab, kybo my doobage?
Yo, waistoid!
You're not going to blaze up in here.
(lndistinct)
Shit.
(# Blues music plays)
(Johnson giggles)
(lmitates blues-singer's accent)
Chicks cannot hold their smoke.
Do you know how popular I am?
I'm so popular. Everybody
loves me so much at this school.
(Johnson) Poor baby.
Five.
(Claire giggles)
(# Rock music plays)
Argh!
Mr... Mr Tearney.
A history of slight mental illness?
- No wonder he's so fucked up.
- Afternoon, Dick.
- Hey,