American Pie 2 Page #2

- My name's Christy.

- Christy, right. Beautiful name.

Like it matters.

Hey, how you doing?

Howdy-howdy, f***in' partners!

Johnny C., how's it going?

Good to see you.

Looks like someone

gained the freshman 15.

- This'll help.

- You're an a**hole.

Missed you too.

All right, everybody

having a good time? Ladies?

Fellas! How's it going?

The keg's back there

as always. Enjoy.

Ladies, I'm Steve Stifler

and I have an 11 -inch penis...

around!

Think about it.

Sherman!

Okay, Stifler, take your shot.

Ha, ha.

Come on, man.

I'm really happy to see you.

All right.

You stupid f***!

- Are you Steve Stifler?

- Yes, I am.

Thank you for throwing

this awesome party, man.

- No problem.

- The cops bust all our parties now.

Well, I put the word out

so high school chicks would come.

Just 'cause you f***ers don't have d*cks

doesn't make it okay for you to be here.

- Hey, could I ask you a question?

- Sure, son.

Is it true that Paul Finch

nailed your mom?

Sons of b*tches.

My mom's a saint!

The joke's on Finch!

Hey, Carlos, Jason.

What's goin' on?

Keg's back on the deck.

How was Iowa State?

Did you see those f***ers

I had to boot out of here?

Back at Stifler's.

It's just like old times.

One difference.

We're college men now.

Some of these girls

are from the grade below us.

I might actually have a chance.

Hey, I remember you.

Do you now?

You're that guy who blew

his load on the Internet.

Splat. ''Oh, wait, Nadia,

don't go.'' Splat.

- Pathetic.

- Loser.

It's exactly like old times.

- I'm gonna miss you.

- I'll miss you.

I'll call you

when I get in, okay?

Go have fun.

Bye.

I can't believe

those two girls, Kevin.

Jim, it's not a big deal.

They toyed with my emotions.

- Hello. Hello.

- See? There's other girls.

- How are you?

- You got nothing to worry about, man.

Jessica's here.

With Vicky.

And Vicky got hot!

What's that supposed to mean?

Look at her.

- Yeah, Jim, I see her.

- Hey, Kevin.

I'll be right back.

- Hey, Vic, how are you?

- What's up?

- I'm okay.

- Yeah, I'm good.

That's good.

- It's good to hear.

- Yeah, you too.

Wow.

Well, this is about as comfortable

as a high colonic in Tijuana.

And I would know.

Okay.

- I'm gonna get a drink.

- She's right.

- Why is this so weird?

- Actually, I have no idea.

See, I knew it.

I knew you'd be mature about this.

You know, and we could

still be friends, right?

I miss you, Kev.

Whoa.

Friends, right?

Yeah, right. I mean, I know you said

friends and I-- I just--

I'm sorry.

I was-- It was just...

an old habit--

a friend kiss.

Are you sure?

Vic, why wouldn't I wanna

be friends with you?

Look, we'll--

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