people that were born to be fat... and there's fat people that were once thin, but they became fat. So when you look at them, you can sort of see that thin person inside. You see, you're gonna get married. You're gonna squeeze out a few puppies, and then... Oh. Obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl. I'm not that pristine. Are you a virgin? I'll bet you a million dollars that you are. Let's end the suspense. Is it going to be a white wedding? Why don't you just shut up. Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth? Have you ever been felt up... over the bra, under the blouse... your shoes off... hoping to God your parents don't walk in? Do you want me to puke? Over the panties... no bra... blouse unbuttoned, Calvin's in a ball on the front seat... past 11:00 on a school night? Leave her alone. I said leave her alone. - You gonna make me? - Yeah. You and how many of your friends? Just me. Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you. You hitting the floor. Anytime you're ready, pal. I don't want to get into this, man. Why not? Because I'd kill you. It's real simple. I'd kill you... and your fucking parents would sue me, and it'd be a big mess. I don't care enough about you to bother. Chickenshit. Let's end this right now. You don't talk to her. You don't look at her. And you don't even think about her! You understand me? I'm trying to help her. Brian, how you doing? Your dad work here? Uh, Carl? What? Can I ask you a question? Sure. - How does one become a janitor? - You want to be a janitor? No. I just want to know how one becomes a janitor, because Andrew here... is very interested in pursuing a career in the custodial arts. Oh, really? You guys think I'm some untouchable peasant, serf, peon, you know? Maybe so. But following a broom around after shitheads like you... for the last eight years, I've learned a couple of things. I look through your letters. I look through your lockers. I listen to your conversations. You don't know that, but I do. I am the eyes and ears of this institution, my friends. By the way, that clock's 20 minutes fast. Shit. All right, girls. That's 30 minutes for lunch. Here? Here. I think the cafeteria would be a more suitable place for us to eat lunch in. I don't care what you think, Andrew. Uh, Dick? Excuse me, Rich. Will milk be made available to us? - We're extremely thirsty. Sir. - I have a really low tolerance for dehydration. I've seen her dehydrated, sir. It's pretty gross. Relax. I'll get it. Ah-ah-ah. Grab some wood there, bub. What do you think, I was born yesterday? You think I'm going to have you roaming these halls? You. And you. Hey! What's her name? Wake her up. Hey, come on. On your feet, missy, Let's go! This is no rest home. There's a soft drink machine in the teachers' lounge. Let's go. So... what's your poison? What do you drink? Okay. Forget I asked. Vodka. Vodka? When do you drink vodka? Whenever. A lot? Tons. Is that why you're here today? Why are you here? Why are you here? Um... I'm here today because, uh... because my coach and my father don't want me to blow my ride. I get treated differently because, uh, coach thinks I'm a winner. So does my old man. I'm not a winner because I want to be one. I'm a winner because I got strength and speed, kind of like a racehorse. That's about how involved I am in what's happening to me. Yeah? That's very interesting. Now why don't you tell me why you're really in here. Forget it. Claire? Want to see a picture of a guy with elephantiasis of the nuts? It's pretty tasty. No, thank you. How do you think he rides a bike? Claire? Would you consider dating a guy like this? - Can't you just leave me alone? - I mean, if he had a great personality... was a good dancer and had a cool car? You'd probably have to ride in the backseat because his nuts would ride shotgun. You know what I ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст В синем море, белой пене... на английском - текст Шинель на английском - текст Слетая с катушек на английском - текст Женя, Женечка и Катюша на английском - текст Зеркало на английском |