Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever Page #2

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- Jonathan?

- Yeah?

I don't want to see you

around here again, mmm?

Capisci?

Now get out.

Hi. I'm-

Place the scalpel at

the base of the throat

and carefully

make a slit

all the way down

the front

of the frog's belly.

Now...

Got in trouble for

being late, by the way.

Yeah, well, so did I.

...and tack it down...

I can't believe I missed

you getting your ass kicked.

That was, like, right after

I talked about her too.

Like telekinesis-

wait, telepathy or

teleki- which one?

You know, I don't really

want to talk about it, Alex.

I wonder if we would wait

till I left until he kicked your ass.

Somehow I don't think

it would have mattered.

Yeah, you're right. I don't even know

where I was going with that.

- Alex Hicks!

- Yes, ma'am?

Quiet!

- Sorry.

- That's strike two!

One more strike and you're

headed to the office.

- Mean old hag.

- Mm-hmm.

Now make an incision

through the muscular

tissue.

Hey.

No way.

You think what they say

about Mary is true,

- that she's pregnant?

- Shhh!

What?

Miss Hawker just told

you guys to shut up,

so shut up.

I'm trying to learn.

There's your prom date.

Oh, dude,

you know what?

F*** what I said about taking

Cassie to the prom, man.

Serious ramifications

involved.

Big f***ing problem.

Now set the heart aside.

Next is the liver.

Oh.

Aw.

Marc's a f***ing

douchebag.

Mmm.

Think if our dads were millionaires,

we'd be douchebags too?

I don't know.

You would be.

You little sh*t.

Hey, are you all right?

Yeah.

No.

What's the problem?

I got dumped.

Ungrateful sh*t.

I don't know the guy,

but anybody that

would do that to you

is a fool, in my opinion.

I mean, if he didn't realize

how lucky he was,

then he's, like,

the stupidest guy on earth.

Really?

Really.

Wait wait.

Wait.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Oh, ow!

- Ow!

- Sorry, it's the braces.

It's cool.

Uh, hey.

Hey, uh...

So what's the deal?

We gonna go to prom together or-

Is that cool?

No.

OH, well, I just-

I just assumed...

Look, kid,

you're real nice

and sweet and everything.

But this wasn't about

you and me, okay?

This was about revenge.

Re- revenge.

Yeah.

Besides, I work

for a living.

Wha-

Would you- would you please

go to prom with me? I mean-

If I can get one of the other

girls to cover my shift,

maybe I'll meet you there.

How's that?

Yeah. Yeah yeah.

That's awesome.

That- I mean, that actually

works better for me

in the long run.

That's cool. Okay.

I will see you- prom.

See you there.

Good afternoon,

Jonathan.

Hey.

Daryl, Dane.

We heard about you

getting your butt kicked.

Heard you cried like

a little p*ssy.

Yeah, that's not

exactly what happened.

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