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making an impression.
It's Matt, right?
Okay.
Are you sure this place is safe?
I'm confident the six of you can
survive an entire eight hours.
God forbid you actually
read something.
How's it hangin' Max-a million?
Okay.
Rome is the capital of Italy and
the country's largest and
most populated city and commune
with over 2.7 million residents.
See? State of the art.
We only have Intranet?!
I bet they use it for
downloading dirty movies.
No Max. See, the Intranet is a
Never mind.
No Internet. Pathetic.
Sure, cause you got to keep up
with all your online charities.
Under-crust.
And he's a pervert.
You got off easy. This f***in'
psycho put me in traction.
And he attacks retarded people.
He's not a good person.
He's disabled. Not retarded!
Which is more than I can say
for any of you.
The restroom! Mr. Clark,
perhaps you could lead the way?
Release the Kraken!
Ahhhhhh
Excuse.
Tricia, heard your mom is
ahead in the polls.
Where's her next stop?
"Attila the Hen?" She left today
for, wherever.
Out to get more money and
souls for the coffer.
The picture of her, in Forbes.
She's beautiful.
Her mom should date your pops.
That pic of him in the paper
next to his client?
How many billions did it say
that guy embezzled?
From a pension fund, I
think. But your pops
got him off, right?
I see you outside, smoking,
most of the time. Veronica?
You're new.
Actually, "Red" I've been
here a year.
Uh, that qualify me as "new?"
Uh, yes! It does at Crestview.
You're not a "lifer." Like us.
So what do your parents do,
Veronica?
Oh, God. Not too much.
They're both uh
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
I probably talk to them more
than you talk to yours.
Yeah.
Right, um, yeah,
I don't think so.
Sure I do.
Ever been to a seance?
Uh. Okay. It looks like it is
about time for you to
drop a big deuce, Veronica
cause you're at maximum
capacity.
No, really, I talk with 'em
every day.
That's why I'm not f***ed-up
like everyone else at Crest-Pew.
Uh, that's weird.
And you're not funny.
All my parents do is work.
I can never see them.
You're lucky.
My mother's parental guidance
is completely Draconian.
Speaking of parental guidance,
it's a shame D-Day
of winter vacation
here at school, watching us.
I think I'll send him
home early.
While pondering your erroneous
ways, the six of you will write
Crestview Academy.
Which, after the holidays,
Headmaster Nash will have the
glorious pleasure of reading at a
dedication for this very library.
And now, I leave you.
And these finely crafted double
doors will remain locked
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