Lord of the Flies Page #2

so much. We got it made.

No parents, no teachers,

no academy, no girls.

Of course, I wouldn't mind getting a little.

- Like you ever got any.

- Well, I still wouldn't mind.

Oh! My arm.

You OK?

Psych!

Nearly got him. Next time.

Do you think it has any protein in it?

Here, give it here.

I heard they're supposed

to taste like chicken.

Want some?

- Are you telling the truth?

- Yeah.

- We don't believe you.

- Yeah, you're lying.

Why aren't you getting ready?

(boy) Sir, is it really true?

You bet it is. Simon's right.

We're gonna be rescued.

Get your things together, guys.

We're going home.

I...

(Captain Benson groans)

(groans)

(Ralph) Beat it, you kids.

Come on. Why isn't anybody

getting food or wood?

(yells)

- Spit! Come on!

- Come on! Spit!

- Spit!

- Go on, spit!

- Spit.

- I got it. There it is.

No, you're not gonna get out

until I see it splash in the ocean.

- That made it.

- No, I didn't see it splash.

- Ow!

- See? It splashed again.

Ha! It's our turn to have fun.

Assembly!

What's going on?

The reason I'm calling

this assembly is,

too many people are screwing around and

not working. There's a bunch of things.

Some kids don't know

when to use the bathroom.

There was this one kid the other day,

he took a sh*t in his pants

and then sat in it.

I'm not naming names

cos it's possible Mikey couldn't help it.

Was it green? Was it running

down your legs?

Everybody shut their goddamn mouths!

Ralph's got the conch.

All I mean is, we have

to have more discipline.

And more spearfishing.

We've gotta have real food.

- (boy) We should be hunting pigs.

- That's all I got to say.

- Anyone else want the conch?

- Some jerk-off stole my pocketknife.

Yeah, things are disappearing all over.

- What are we gonna do with thieves?

- Kick the sh*t out of them.

- Shove their dick in the conch!

- Put a stick up their butt.

- Ram it in there!

- OK, OK!

(Ralph) We can't have kids

stealing and running wild.

We're gonna have to have stricter rules.

And hand out demerits, I guess.

- Demerits!

- Demerits?

Demerits for grand larceny?

- Eat sh*t and die.

- Yeah!

Sir?

Are we ever going home?

Of course we are,

as soon as they see our signal.

Jack says that we're never

gonna be rescued.

No, you misunderstood him.

That's not what he meant.

That's exactly what I meant.

There's eight million islands out here.

Why should they find this one?

Don't listen to him.

We will be rescued, Peter.

Honest.

Are you going hunting for pigs again?

I wanna come next time.

Me too.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Hey, cut it out.

Are you crazy? Stop it.

You know why Jack got sent

to military school?

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