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I guess I should have known from the beginning.

It was gonna be one of those days.

That thing's been buzzing for almost an hour.

I thought you were dead.

Aren't you supposed to open up the student store at 7:00?

♪ You've been runnin' for your life ♪

♪ Make a break for the door crawl across the floor♪

♪ You can stand against the wall ♪

♪ Painted in a corner♪

♪ Cryin' for your mother♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ It won't matter♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ It won't matter♪

♪ All these things come true ♪

♪ Some of your nightmares too Now what you gonna do ♪

Mom put your shirts in the wash before they left for Fort Lauderdale.

♪ Like a letter or a good-bye kiss ♪

♪ I'm feelin' like I never knew that it can sometimes ♪

♪ Come to this ♪

♪ Sometimes I forget ♪

♪ That you're always gonna be there ♪

Sometimes I wonder why Mom even bothered buying a dryer.

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ If you can duck, hide or scramble in the street ♪

♪ Fall over your own feet Whine, beg, scream ♪

♪ Somebody please ♪

♪ Live your life on your knees ♪ Keys!

♪ It won't matter♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ It won't matter♪

♪ All these things come true ♪

♪ Some of your nightmares too ♪

Looks like we're gonna have to take Mom's car.

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ It don't matter♪

♪ I'm feelin' like I never♪

♪ Knew that it could sometimes come to this ♪

♪ Sometimes I forget ♪

♪ That you're always gonna be there ♪

♪ And I'm runnin' from my shadow ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

What do you think it'll be this time?

- What d' you mean? - Franny. Last semester it was punk and now it's the '60s.

Why is it seniors always freak out and decide they have to be different?

Franny just likes change, that's all.

♪ Somethin' to remember me by like... ♪ Thanks.

♪ A letter♪

♪ Sometimes I forget ♪

♪ That you're always gonna be there ♪

♪ And I'm runnin' from my shadow ♪

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ Like a letter or a good-bye kiss ♪

♪ I'm feelin' like I never♪

♪ Knew that sometimes it can come to this ♪

So the new look is all black, huh?

No, not really. I just had this feeling about today.

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

So what are your plans for tomorrow night?

I don't know. I was... I was probably just gonna hang out with Vincent.

Well, um, I was kind of thinking, you know, maybe we could, um...

Hmm?

Jerry, I think red means stop.

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪♪

I'm telling you, this new guy's supposed to be a total psycho.

I heard he broke another kid's neck at his last school.

Then he got kicked off the football team for pulling a knife on a coach.

And all the coach did was grab him, and the guy goes nuts!

- And this guy's coming to our school? - Today.

After he broke that kid's neck, they tried to throw him in jail.

- The judge let him off. - This guy ought to be locked up.

Did you hear what he did at Lincoln?

They were supposed to be dissecting these pregnant sand sharks.

But he refused to do it. He said sharks were his favorite animal.

- Great. A psychotic shark lover. - So the teacher grabs him by the arm...

and tries to take him to the office.

- Thing is the teacher didn't know the guy was a touch freak. - Touch freak?

Yeah. He doesn't like to be touched by anybody.

Put the teacher in the hospital for three days.

- Just because he touched him? - This guy is definitely on tilt. - Guys!

That's not even the whole story. After he duked the science teacher,

they send the dude into Continuation.

On the first day, he got into a fight with the three baddest dudes.

Seriously totaled their asses... at the same time!

- Have you heard about his brass knuckles? - The dude has brass knuckles?

Yeah. Uses them on special occasions. He hit that Continuation dude...

- ...so hard his nose flew off his face. - Seriously?

Totally serious. He's also got this thing about being touched.

I heard he broke a guy's neck just because he touched him.

- Because he touched him? - He didn't like to be touched.

That's completely weird. Does this guy play football?

- No. - Good.

- Used to. Remember the guy who pulled a knife on his coach? - Yeah.

- That's him. - Jesus.

He was in Continuation. He took a swing at one of his teachers.

These guys aren't your average history types. They're like ex-cops.

I heard they carry guns. He came here from Continuation?

Uh-huh. That's why they call it Continuation:

so you can continue murdering people and still graduate.

What's this guy's name, anyway?

His name's Buddy Revell.

Good morning, Jerry. Hi, Mr. Rice.

All right, now.

We got pens, and we got plastic tabs.

All you have to do is sign right above my name, right here.

How we doin' this week? Oh, we're doin' really great.

Over $470.

That's terrific. We must be doin' something right, hmm?

Uh, listen, that's a lot of cash.

I suggest you take it over and deposit it after school today.

All right? I'll see you later.

I gotta chalk the sidelines for the J.V. game this afternoon.

That's terrific.

You know, we could have a great party with all that money.

Mom and Dad aren't gonna be back from Fort Lauderdale until tomorrow.

It's called grand theft, Brei.

Just kidding. Besides, grand theft is only if you steal more than $500.

Excuse me.

Hi. Can I...

Help me?

I'd like some notebook paper.

Paper? Any kind in particular?

I could show you something in standard, or a nice college rule model.

Legal pads, steno pads, spiral pad, uh...

Just regular white will be fine.

White. Right. Good choice.

And a pen?

A pen. You won't believe what just came in.

It's this new pen from Wright Brothers.

It has this amazing flow system. When you're doing homework in bed...

and you're writing upside down and the ink stops flowing?

This pen... I don't do homework in bed.

Oh. Yeah. Mm. How about a Bic?

That's fine.

I think I gave you a five.

Ohh.

It's okay, really. I'll pick it up later.

No, no. I... I have it right here.

It's okay, really.

Looks like it's gonna be one of those days, Jerry.

I take it you heard.

It's a little general, Vincent. Buddy Revell.

The guy's the closest thing to Charlie Manson ever seen at Weaver.

This could be a big story for the Titan. We could be talking major literary awards.

You want to do an article about this guy for the paper?

Yeah. Maybe one of those new student profiles.

Up close, personal. Get some insights into who he is as a human being.

You're sick, Vincent. No, no! This guy's news.

He's never lost a fight, ever. He's got a perfect record.

Yeah, but Brei told me he broke some kid's neck at Jefferson.

Yeah. Isn't it great?

Before I assign the articles for next week's

issue, there's something I want to talk about.

There's a new student on campus today. Buddy Revell.

We've all heard the stories about Buddy,

but I think we should make him feel welcome here at Weaver...

rather than alienating him,

which seems to have been the policy at his previous schools.

So Vincent and I have decided that we should do a "welcome aboard" piece,

which has been assigned to...

Jerry Mitchell.

- Now, Susan... - Mrs. Phillips?

May I go to the restroom, please?

Um, excuse me.

Hi. I... I'm Jerry Mitchell.

I'm with the school paper.

The Titan.

I... I know this is a little weird, me asking who you are...

standing side-by-side in front of the urinals.

If you're a fag...

Oh, God. Uh, me? N-No way.

What I'm trying to find out is, you are Buddy Revell, right?

You a narc? No. I'm with the school paper.

What do you want, man? I just got to this school.

I don't want anything. Th-That is, all I want to do is talk to you. See?

They told me to write this stupid little piece because you're the new kid on campus.

You're gonna do a stupid little piece on me?

Why would I want to look stupid? No, no, no.

You're not gonna look stupid. N-Not at all.

And, incidentally, just so you know,

I don't care if you do all kinds of dope and shit.

I'm not anybody's narc, you know?

Not that I think that you do dope or anything like that. I mean...

Shit. Listen.

Why don't we forget this whole thing and pretend this never happened, okay?

You're never gonna forget this happened.

I want you to understand something, Jerry.

I don't like it when people know about me.

In fact, I don't like it when anybody knows about me.

So you can take that newspaper and wipe off your dick with it.

You made me mad, Jerry.

- Now I'm gonna have to do something to work it off. - Work it off?

You and me, we're gonna have a fight today, after school.

3:00 in the parking lot.

You try and run, I'm gonna track you down.

You go to a teacher, it's only gonna get worse.

You sneak home,

I'm gonna be under your bed.

You and me.

3:00.

You okay, Jer? Uh-huh.

Look, Jerry, about that article... I just talked to him.

Who? Him.

"Him" as in Buddy Revell "him"? Great. What did he say?

He wants to fight me today at 3:00 in the parking lot.

You didn't touch him, did you, Jer?

Oh, this isn't good, Jerry. This is not good.

Jerry, something is happening inside you.

Buddy Revell's just challenged him to a fight. When?

Today. 3:00, in the parking lot.

I'll get in touch with Ethan. He'll know what to do.

Ethan? He's my spirit guide.

He lived long ago. Now he advises me from the beyond.

Oh. Good idea. Well, look. W-We're not gonna need Ethan...

because there's not gonna be a fight.

I'm just gonna talk to Buddy Revell and tell him that there's no reason to fight.

That's all there is to it. Nobody has to know.

Jerry Mitchell? I heard you're gonna fight Buddy Revell after school today.

No, there's not... Are you a black belt or something? You look small.

Well, good luck. Man, word travels fast.

Uh, excuse me again.

I don't deal with you until 3:00.

See, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

There's really no reason for you and I to fight,

because I'm not gonna do that piece anymore.

I know you're not,

'cause I told you I don't like people...

knowin' about me.

Listen to me, you little shit.

You and me are gonna fight...

at 3:00,

and there is nothing you can do about it.

- But...

Jerry Mitchell.

Heard about your little problem, Mitchell. What problem?

With Buddy Revell. As I'm sure you know...

Bruce and I are planning to go to film school at UCLA.

But we can get a head start if we did a documentary on your fight.

The events leading up to it. Your feelings as your friends desert you.

How you handle your defeat. You want to follow me and film Buddy Revell kicking my ass?

Exactly, but we're not talking schlock here. We're

talking classy angles. Private moments. Feelings.

What do you think? No.

Did you say "no"? Yes.

We're talking about making you a star.

Scott, Bruce, Jerry. Sit.

Mr. Medved, I'm really sorry about being late. Sit.

Think about it, Mitchell.

I heard you're gonna fight Buddy Revell.

- Well, actually... - Ever been in a fight before?

- No. - Mmm.

The normal flow of life sometimes includes violence...

and aggression, even in the wonderful world of insects.

Meet the small, harmless cricket as he moves through his habitat.

Now let us meet the cricket's natural enemy, the crab scorpion.

The non-aggressive cricket goes about his daily routine...

as the crab scorpion lurches forward, closing in on his prey.

All you need to do is sign this release form...

just in case there's any skeletal damage, pain, personal injury.

- We can get a cable sale. - Unfortunately,

- sign here. - Our cricket is unaware...

of the danger that's lurking behind him.

It is clear that the cricket is no match for the crab scorpion,

- who is equipped with razor-sharp pincers. - Drama.

- Everybody will have a copy. - Suddenly, the cricket becomes frozen with fear,

unable to escape as the crab scorpion moves closer.

Unfortunately, our little cricket...

is unable to avoid the inevitable.

Another perfect example... I need to use the rest room.

In the wonderful world of insects.

46, 32, 15.

Uh... 46, 32, 15. 46, 32, 15

Vince, what are you doing? This is Buddy Revell's locker. I know.

What's 46, 32, 15?

- His combination. - Vince, stop.

Calm down. I got a plan. I want you to stop!

What kind of a plan? This plan.

You want me to stab him? Are you crazy? Of course not.

I'm gonna plant this sucker in his locker. Then

I'm gonna leave a note on O'Rourke's desk.

They find the blade, Buddy's out of the school before lunch.

How'd you get the combination? I memorized it while you were talking in the hall.

I guess he doesn't plan on doing much homework.

- Vince, close the locker. - Right.

What the hell are you doing? Saving your ass?

Open it. Open the damn locker and get the knife out. Now!

What's your problem? This plan is gonna work.

Besides, I already planted the note in O'Rourke's desk.

Don't you get it? He'll know that we were involved. He'll know that I planted it.

Who else wants him kicked out of school as much as me? You know what?

I think you're getting just a little paranoid.

You see that clock?

Mm-hmm. We have about one minute to get that knife out of there...

before this hallway's full of people, including Buddy Revell!

Okay, maybe you're right.

Um, what was that combination again?

You just said it six million times.

Um, I remember it. Uh...

- We've got 30 seconds. - Forty-six!

- Twenty seconds. - Thirty-two.

- Ten seconds. - You wouldn't happen to remember the last number?

Vince, don't do this to me. Five seconds!

Twenty-five.

Maybe he won't figure it out.

There's always that chance.

Look, I'm gonna try and get the note during pep assembly.

I'll see you at lunch. Okay?

Don't be an asshole. Just ditch. Go. Leave.

Brei, it's not that simple. I have a book report due in the fifth period.

I have a math quiz in the sixth. If I leave, I flunk both.

Listen, Jerry. Being flunked beats being dead.

It's been quite a morning, Jerry.

- You can say that again. - Quite a morning.

I've made contact with Ethan.

Ethan's very concerned about you.

Mm-hmm.

But don't worry. He says you're a warrior,

and that there is a chance that you will emerge from this challenge unscathed.

What sort of a chance does Ethan figure I have?

- That depends. - On what?

- On us. - Franny, I know he's your guardian angel...

Jerry, this is no joke.

It's time for you and I to bond.

Hey! Sit down!

Kill him! Kill him!

Kill him! Kill him!

Out. Or I come in, Mitchell.

Roll! Roll! How do you feel about your chances?

Do you have any insurance?

Jerry, do you have any chance this afternoon?

Is the law on your side?

Damn it, you guys! This is not a movie. This is my life!

Oh, come on, man. Pain is temporary. Film is forever.

This guy's crazy.

Where you headin' for, son? Uh, nowhere, really.

Looks to me like you were heading off campus.

You got a pass?

No, sir. I was having a problem with my car, and I thought I might get help.

Why didn't you go to the office, boy?

Uh, the office. I don't know why I didn't think of that.

I'll head over there. Thanks for the help.

Get in. I'll take you. That's okay. I can make it on my own.

I said come with me!

I'm doggin' you, you little punk!

Frisk, son!

What have we got here? That's not my knife. See this note?

Another kid was... Shh!

You can explain it all to Mr. Dolinski. Come on.

Caught this one trying to ditch during the rally.

After routine search for narcotics, I found this.

Thank you, Duke. I'll take it from here.

Yes, sir.

You tell all your little friends there's no escapin' the Duker.

You got that? Hmm?

Y-Yes.

Good.

I don't think I've had you in my office before.

Jerry Mitchell, sir.

No, I don't think I've been in your office before.

Eva, I'll need the file on Jerry Mitchell.

Right away, Mr. D.

I really don't think there's any reason to put this in my file, sir.

What were you going to do with the blade, Jerry?

Well, you see, it's really not my knife.

Buddy Revell wants to fight me at 3:00 in the parking lot,

and I couldn't get out of it.

So a friend... Well, I had this really stupid idea that I might be able...

to get Buddy kicked out before I had to fight him.

So I planted the knife in his locker and put a note on Mr. O'Rourke's desk.

Only he found out about the knife before you guys did,

and he stuck it in my mom's steering wheel with a note that I could never get away.

But like I said, it's really not my knife.

That is absolutely the most ridiculous excuse I have ever heard...

in my entire career as a disciplinarian, Jerry.

But it's true.

Hello, Bill. Voytek. Did you receive a note regarding the contents...

of Buddy Revell's locker?

Mm-hmm.

All right. Thanks.

They haven't found a note anywhere near his office.

But...

Jerry Mitchell's file, Mr. D.

Thank you, Eva.

This can't be right.

Not one single unexcused absence in three years?

That's very hard to believe.

I'm telling you the truth, sir. I wouldn't leave school without a good reason.

I'm not quite sure what's going on here, Mitchell.

But I want you to understand something. I've dealt with students like you before.

You put on a good front for a couple of years,

and suddenly you think you can get away with bloody murder.

I'm going to be watching you...

from now on.

And if I hear even a peep from you,

be assured your college acceptance boards will hear from me.

- Do I make myself clear? - Yes, sir. Yes.

Here. Well, open it.

"Dear Mr. O'Rourke. Earlier today I spotted Buddy Revell...

"placing a large switchblade in his locker.

"I feel it is my duty as an honorable student...

"to alert you of this dangerous and felonious situation.

Sincerely, Jerry Mitchell."

You put my name on the note? There's no reason to get pissed. It's over now.

Besides, I got the note before O'Rourke even saw it. Oh, Jesus.

Hey. You Jerry Mitchell?

Yeah. Oh, perfect. You heard that the guys in the accounting club...

have come up with these pools.

Pools? Betting pools on your fight this afternoon.

What? I was wondering if you could try...

and make the fight last longer than three minutes.

You could do a lot of footwork and shit,

or maybe just run away or something.

'Cause my bet is that you'll last three or more minutes with Buddy.

And I got faith in you, man. I think you're solid.

You guys are making bets on the fight? Taking odds on my destruction?

That's obscene. You're right. I wouldn't make that bet if I were you.

Hey, Jerry. Do you cut easy?

'Cause there's good odds going in the stitches category.

- Stitches category? - Yeah. It's something the accounting club came up with.

You bet on how many stitches it's gonna take to fix Jerry's face.

Whoa! Save it for the fight! Remember, three minutes. Heavy.

Vince, all hell is breaking loose over this thing.

I have to convince Buddy Revell we can't fight today.

That approach didn't work out too well last time.

Why didn't I think of this sooner? Think of what?

Vince, you got to help me out with this. Help you with what?

Find out where Craig Mattey is next period. Then get me out of Western Civ.

How am I supposed to do that? You're the editor. You'll think of something.

What do you want with Craig? Just get me out.

I have to talk to him before lunch.

Achilles struck Hector in the throat with his spear.

His body spewed blood in all directions.

The crowd roared with pleasure.

The moment of truth had come.

Good job, Vince. Did you find out what class Craig was in?

Ceramics, but he's probably headed to the track by now.

Move along. Stay with your classes.

Off the track. Come on. Come on.

Vince, boost me up. Come on.

There he is! Let me down.

Hi, Craig. Do you remember me?

I'm Jerry Mitchell. I helped you with math homework in the sixth grade.

Yeah, I guess.

Listen, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?

If you're a fag... No! No.

I just need your advice on something.

All right. What do you want?

Well, I have this problem with Buddy Revell.

What kind of problem? Actually, he wants to beat me up after school.

That's a big problem. I know. I'm...

Well, I also remember that a couple of years ago...

you stuck up for Jimmy Hawkins.

You beat Jeff Stevens' ass that day, and I was wondering maybe...

you might be able to help me out this afternoon.

Jimmy Hawkins had asthma.

Well, I have hypoglycemia.

He also paid me a hundred bucks to take on Stevens.

A hundred bucks!

Well, how much would you charge me for Buddy Revell?

Four-fifty. $450!

That's a 350% markup. Inflation, man.

I'm just trying to do you a favor.

Wait, wait, wait a minute.

If I can get the money,

do you think you'd do it for me?

Revell will never bother you again.

Guaranteed. Great. Oh, great.

Listen, you'll have the money before the end of the fire drill.

Okay.

All right, people,

you may return to your classes.

This has been a false alarm.

Let me assure you,

whoever is responsible,

I'm going to find you.

Hey, Craig? You got the cash?

Could we talk about this alone?

It's all here, $450.

But you can't tell anybody that I paid you to do this.

You think I want Dolinski on my ass?

Don't worry about it. This is business.

No one needs to know. Okay, great.

When are you gonna do it? Lunch is always the best time.

A lot of confusion. Takes the teachers a while to figure what the hell's going on.

Don't worry about it.

Should be no problem.

Even as Hector begged for mercy,

Achilles lashed him to his chariot...

and dragged Hector around the city,

finally leaving his body to be mutilated by wild dogs.

Hector's destiny had finally come to...

Excuse me, Lorraine.

I must speak to Jerry Mitchell immediately.

What has happened here is so heinous, I almost can't bear to show it to you.

I can take it.

Oh, God.

It isn't just vandalism, Jerry.

We're talking about grand theft. Look.

Look at this.

Our weekly earnings are gone.

But I thought grand theft was if you stole $500 or more.

This is so stupid.

Why would anybody...

do something like this?

Goddamn it!

Maybe it was some sort of freak accident.

Accident?

You gotta be kidding me. Look at the place.

Look at it!

It's no accident.

As far as I am concerned, whoever did this is a criminal.

Whoever did this should be plucked out of our school...

like a burgeoning cancerous growth deep inside the colon.

I couldn't agree with you more, sir.

G-Go on.

Geez, man. I lost you on the field. What happened with Craig?

He said he'd do it. Did I tell you you were gonna live?

When's he gonna do it? Lunch.

That's unbelievable! We gotta see this. I gotta see this. Come on!

How you doin', Buddy?

- Do I know you? - Played football against each other.

Oh, right.

You were the puss who always bled.

I hear you're givin' Jerry Mitchell a hard time.

Yeah.

It's gonna get even harder.

You...

aren't gonna do shit to him.

Asshole.

Shh.

Your face looks like nonfat milk.

Thanks.

Did Mr. Hypoglycemia eat any lunch?

No.

Looks like you can forget about breakfast too.

So Buddy Revell kicked Craig Msattey's ass?

He broke his face... literally.

At least we got your money back. Where'd you get $450?

You got the money back? Yeah.

Craig felt bad knowin' you were gonna get it even worse.

Anyway, he said he was gonna give me all of it,

but I told him he deserved a hundred for his trouble.

You gave him $100? You didn't get all of it back?

Well, no. Not all of it.

The guy got two teeth punched out, not to mention a broken finger!

Shit, Vincent, I need that money!

Don't get pissed at me. It's not my fault you hired Craig to beat up Buddy Revell.

Not your fault? This whole thing is your fault.

If you wouldn't have given me that assignment, I wouldn't be puking...

while I wait to have my face rearranged by a psychopath!

You didn't have to touch Revell in the bathroom, did you?

- Did I tell you to do that? - Get outta here. Just get outta here!

You always have an excuse. Just admit that you set me up. Admit it!

Look, I...

Screw you, man!

Here. Take your suckin' blood money.

So you stole the 450 bucks from the student store, huh?

I still don't understand why you didn't just leave.

I already tried. Dolinski nailed me.

Besides, I can't leave today.

I'm under suspicion for possessing a concealed weapon.

What? Oh, never mind.

I'm tellin' you, there's no way out.

Remember how last summer we used to watch Gunsmoke reruns three times a day?

Brei, what does that have to do with anything?

Whenever a guy wanted to get out of a showdown, what did he do?

I don't know. He got himself thrown into jail, I guess.

Exactly. What class do you have next period?

English. I have to do a book report.

That's perfect.

Do whatever you have to do, but don't leave that class without getting detention.

You get detention after school,

nobody'll expect you to show up for the fight...

and not even Buddy'll be able to touch you.

All right.

We're going to try and get through as many book reports as we can today.

Are there any volunteers?

Yo.

Jerry. All right. Go ahead.

Let me ask you a question.

Why am I standing here?

I mean, the whole point of books is that you read them.

Uh, the minute you start telling people about them. That means they didn't read them.

Which means that book reports contribute to illiteracy, which is a real social problem.

Jerry, did you actually read a book?

Would you gimme a break? Well, could we...

- I'm tryin' to make a point here. - Jerry...

You don't think I could tell you about a book I read?

Is that what you think?

Jerry. The book.

Fine. The book.

Honey Goes to Hollywood.

It's a good read.

Fast,

angry, sexual.

I was, uh...

I was thinkin' about the syntax and how it affected the overall mood.

Particularly during the more... expository passages.

The fifth chapter...

where Honey meets the whole Australian soccer team.

In fact, I gotta tell ya,

it kinda made me think of you, Miss Farmer.

There I was, in bed, reading my book,

Honey's adventures gripping my imagination.

I just knew I had to tell you about a book that was this good.

Hey, Mama.

Jerry, I hope this is going somewhere. It's going somewhere.

What's your favorite book, Miss Farmer?

What's the difference? It's important to me.

The Turn of the Screw. What a coincidence.

Now, that's what I call a book report.

Are we feeling more like ourselves, Mr. Mitchell?

I understand you managed to avoid lunch today.

Not very smart for somebody who's hypoglycemic.

- Cobbler? - No, thank you.

Did Miss Farmer tell you where I'm supposed to report for detention?

Detention? She didn't mention anything about detention.

But she did want me to tell you your book report

was the best she had in any of her classes.

- What? - She said if you don't make it back to class today...

she would like you to call her at home this evening: here's her number.

You mean I'm not gonna have detention after school?

Why, no. You can go back to class as soon as you feel well enough.

Jerry. Hi. How you feeling?

I heard about what happened in Miss Farmer's class.

Already? Listen,

I'm having a party tomorrow night and I was wondering if you'd like to come.

I'll try to make it. I really will.

Great. See you tomorrow night.

Hello, Jerry.

Franny, what are you doing here?

Don't you see? This is the perfect place.

The... perfect place?

For us to bond.

Oh, Franny, this... this isn't such a good idea.

Why not? Today's been the worst day of my entire life,

and I don't think that... bonding on a display table is gonna help much.

It will help, Jerry.

Um...

M-Maybe I can think of something else.

Um...

See you later?

Mr. Rice. What are you doing here?

I think I should be asking you that question, Jerry.

I was just...

I was just feeling a little low about all that's happened in here,

and I thought I might come by and clean up a little bit.

- Who is this kid? - Jerry Mitchell. I'm the student manager.

Mm-hmm. Jerry, this is Lieutenant Mulvahill,

Juvenile Division, Sheriff's department.

Better get back to class, huh? Yeah.

I just want you to know...

I have a strong suspicion this was an inside job.

Almost always is.

Can I go now? Yeah. You can go.

Like a lonely gunfighter he stands alone,

his face etched with tension, his eyes filled with fear...

as he waits for the inevitable bell of death to ring.

All right, take a seat over there by Jerry Mitchell.

All right, people.

As you know, we're having a review quiz today.

Buddy, this shouldn't be too difficult for you.

It's a review of the last two chapters.

See where you left off in your old school.

You know how I feel about cheating, Jerry. I despise it.

Let's go. Both of you! Now!

All right. Which one of you... gentlemen want to explain this?

Jerry?

I hate to admit it, sir, but I was completely lost in the quiz. You see...

I was cheating off of Buddy.

Do you expect me to believe that?

Yes, sir.

You two boys must think I'm very stupid.

But I believe you.

It's simple, Buddy.

All I want you to do is to complete two problems from this quiz.

You get them right, I'll know you boys are telling the truth.

Get them both wrong...

we've got a problem.

Let's go, Buddy.

They're both right.

You knew the answers all along.

Can I go now?

I'm disappointed in you, Jerry.

It's clear to me Buddy came to this school trying to make an effort.

And here, on his first day,

you've taken advantage of him.

I'm sorry, sir.

I also want you to know...

that I'm aware of both the incident in the student store...

and your felonious possession of a concealed weapon.

This could mark the beginning of a very dangerous trend in your scholastic career,

a trend that could have a severe effect on your future.

I'm going to be watching you, Jerry.

This isn't over yet.

No, sir. I know it isn't.

Hey, Buddy? Can I talk to you for a minute?

You really blew O'Rourke away in there, you know?

I know you really didn't need my test answers or anything,

but I kinda got the feeling like, I don't know,

like we were a team in there.

I mean, maybe we could just forget this whole fight thing and be friends or something.

What do you think? You're never gonna learn, are you?

What do you mean? I mean, no matter what you say or what you do,

you and me are gonna fight when that bell rings at 3:00.

Can't we be friends? Can't we even try?

I don't need friends.

Hey, wait a minute. I can't fight you.

I don't know how to fight somebody like you.

Hey, do ya hear me? I can't do it!

What if I paid you? Would you back off then?

Look, I have $350.

It's yours if you leave me alone.

- O'Rourke put you up to this? - O'Rourke has nothing to do with this.

Just to call off the fight? No catches?

No catches.

All right. You live.

Swear to God? You're not gonna trash me?

But you know what, Mitchell?

You're the biggest pussy I've ever met in my life.

You didn't even try.

How's that feel?

I want my money back. No refunds.

I'm not kiddin', man. I want it back now! Or what?

I'm no pussy, asshole.

The fight is on. You and me in the parking lot, 3:00.

Jerry, get back in your seat.

Flunk me.

All right. Hold it right there, gentlemen.

There isn't going to be any fight today!

Break it up, people. Go on home. Go on!

I said "move," gentlemen.

Jerry, I'm taking you home. Buddy, go to my office and wait for me there.

Sorry, Mr. O'Rourke. I just can't do that.

Really?

Why don't I give you a little help?

There. Now it's your turn.

You leave him alone, you maniac!

You want him, you go through me, you goddamn animal!

You hear me? You just go ahead and go through me!

Move!

Come on, you asshole! Come on, you peckerhead, let's see what you got!

Move, move, move! Move, move, move, move!

You're not done over here, pussy!

Let's finish.

Let's go! Come on. Let him have it!

Jerry! Stick him, Jerry! You can do it!

Shit! Three minutes! Go, Jerry! Three minutes!

Come on. Let him have it!

Jerry, Jerry, are you all right?

Cripple the dick!

Kill him, Jer!

- Break his face! - Rip his head off!

Don't fuck this up, Mitchell!

No one's gonna help you now. It's just you and me!

Oooh!

You may have saved yourself for the time being, Mr. Mitchell,

but we still have a matter of $450 to discuss.

Get the Revell boy. I want to talk to him too.

- He's gone, sir. - Fine. We'll find him.

- Okay, Jerry. Let's go. - Let the boy go, detective.

He's had enough for today.

You can discuss this with him tomorrow.

Fine.

I will see you in the student store tomorrow morning.

It's a rip-off if you ask me.

You kick Buddy Revell's ass, and he gets away with 350 bucks.

Screw it. At this point I don't really care.

That's a lie and you know it.

Excuse me. You have any paper?

Yeah. Sure.

Oh, I just need one sheet.

How much would that be? A dollar a sheet? Great.

I'll take five.

Jerry.

Vincent Costello told us the student store was having a little cash flow problem.

I'll take two sheets.

Oh, and Jerry? You did a great thing yesterday.

Yeah, unbelievable. I'll take three.

Four sheets. I'll take a sheet.

Hey, Jerry! I scored.

You lasted four minutes. I knew you were solid.

I'll take 30.

Gimme one.

Give me three. Thank you.

I'll take two sheets.

I'll take five.

- This is incredible! - There must be a hundred bucks!

Hi, Jerry.

Oh, uh, hi, Karen.

I guess I'll see you at my house tonight.

Oh, yeah. Uh...

Hello, Jerry.

Unbelievable!

Hmm. Looks like it's gonna be one of those days.

That was the best fight since Craig Mattey kicked Jeff Stevens' ass.

I still can't believe he dropped Revell with just one punch.

Someone told me he's a black belt.

Did you guys hear? He's goin' out with Karen Clarke now.

The guy's a stud. Did you hear what happened in his English class?

Isn't that where he attacked Miss Farmer? Yeah!

Jerry ripped her clothes off in front of the whole class!

I heard she decked him on the spot.

The guy's a completely righteous dude.

Did you hear that Mr. O'Rourke tried to keep Jerry from fighting Buddy?

Mitchell wouldn't do it. Jerry wanted to fight Buddy?

Yeah. Buddy was pickin' on him. Jerry told him to meet him in the parking lot at 3:00.

This guy's a madman! That's nothin'. Did you hear about the switchblade?

Buddy was going to try and knife Jerry before the fight,

but Jerry picked his locker and got to the knife before him.

It's unbelievable. Why haven't I heard of this Mitchell guy before?

Who knows? I guess he's not the kind of guy to brag about himself.

I think he's kinda cute. Did you hear what he did to Miss Farmer?

I'm telling you, this guy's supposed to be a total psycho.

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ Like a letter or a good-bye kiss ♪

♪ I'm feelin' like I never knew ♪

♪ That it can sometimes come to this ♪

♪ Sometimes I forget ♪

♪ That you're always gonna be there ♪

♪ And I'm runnin' from my shadow ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ Somethin' to remember me by ♪

♪ Like a letter or a good-bye kiss ♪

♪ I'm feelin' like I never knew ♪

♪ That sometimes it can come to this ♪

♪ Sometimes I forget ♪

♪ That you're always gonna be there ♪

♪ And I'm runnin' from my shadow ♪

♪ Ohh ♪