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okay ?

And I don't want you

to worry at all,

because I'm a quick healer.

I promise, you guys.

I'm gonna be there

for you.

[Muffled]

You hear me ?

Guys ? Bye !

[Siren Blaring]

[ Video Game Beeping]

I got captain.

Yeah, and you sent

a girl to the hospital

on your first day.

- Aye, aye, Captain !

- You were listening

on the phone ? Mom !

It's true. She really should

get her own private line,

you know.

She's growing up so fast.

Justin, go away.

At ease, Captain.

Well, this blistering

academic schedule

shouldn't get in your way.

You should be happy about that.

Why can't you

accept the fact

that I'm not a genius ?

It just kills you that

I'm not an honor student.

No. It kills me that you

barely make time to study.

If you studied

half as much as you cheer,

youd be in great shape.

Your priorities are--

No ! Those are

your priorities !

Mine are just fine.

Look,

I'm just saying that

college might be

less of a shock...

if you take an extra lab

or language course

or something.

- What do you think ?

- Will Advanced Chem

get you off my back ?

Not completely,

but it'll help.

Done.

You know, mothers have killed

to get their daughters

on squads.

That mother

didn't kill anyone.

She hired a hit man.

[Punk]

Everyone, we have

a new student...

transferring from

Mission Hills High School

in Los Angeles.

Please welcome

Cliff "Pant One."

Pantone.

- [Students Laughing]

- Thanks.

[ Sneezes ]

Loser !

[ Sneezes ]

Loser !

Wait, wait, wait.

Was that, uh--

Was that the loser sneeze

I just heard right there ?

Guys, come on.

I mean, what is that,

from like the 1 900s ?

Nobody does that anymore.

I don't think anybody does.

When I lived in Kentucky--

Did they still do

the loser sneeze in Kentucky ?

No. They had, uh,

guns and homemade bombs.

What about L.A. ?

There was attitude in L.A.,

but no loser sneeze.

I'm pretty sure

the loser sneeze

is officially dead.

Sorry.

- [ Sneezes ]

Loser !

- [Laughing]

Nice.

I don't think

they got the memo

about the loser sneeze.

Uh, no, apparently not.

Cliff.

- Torrance.

- Advanced Chem.

Yikes.

Um, 'fraid so.

Are you intimidated ?

Y-Yeah, a little.

- Really ?

- No, not really.

So, is that your band

or something ?

The Clash ? No, uh--

It's a British punk band,

circa 1 977 to 1 983-ish.

- Original lineup, anyway.

- How vintage.

[Class Bell Ringing]

Um, so I'll

see you around then ?

Looks like it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Whoa ! It's sexy Leslie...

and Jan, Jan,

the cheerleading man.

Hey, fags.

Just because we won

more trophies

than you guys,

that's no reason

to go get all malignant.

Malignant this, tool.

[ Laughing ]

All right.

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