Cry_Wolf Page #2

Randall's not the wolf.

Watch your back,

pretty boy.

Dude, you know

how gay you sound?

[All laughing]

Blow me, Tom.

Have a nice walk.

(Mercedes)

Bye.

(Regina)

Nighty-night, sheep boy.

(Randall)

You guys all suck!

Poor baby.

The wolf has survived.

Who wants to start round two?

Dodger felt up

the new guy.

She did ask me

to bring him here.

What a whore. Let's vote.

Hey, I believe

I'm allowed a defense.

Whenever someone lies,

they normally have a tell.

Like my new friend,

Graham, over here.

That's the most retarded thing

I've ever heard.

[All laughing]

And there it is.

Havert you guys realized

he can't open his mouth...

without taking a swig?

So?

It's empty.

[Bottle rattling]

Graham, you can't convince us

if you can't

convince yourself.

You would've noticed it

if you didn't know

each other so well.

Are we voting or what?

One vote for Owen.

And the accuser?

The new guy gets to stay

and I have to go?

I cannot wait

to go to college.

Bare it and share it,

Graham.

Have fun

with your new recruit.

He's just pissed

'cause he's fat.

I can still hear you!

[All laughing]

So was he the wolf?

(Dodger)

Money's still on the floor.

Who wants to start

round three?

All right, this is it.

It's one vote for Owen.

Who's it going to be, Lewis?

[Chuckling]

Say good night, Mercedes.

Congratulations, baby.

Tonight, you could've

gotten laid. But instead...

[unzipping]

You got f***ed.

Not bad

for your first day.

Yeah, I guess it's one way

to pay for college.

You think

you're that good?

No, it's just bored rich kids

make it so easy.

They're like

bickering siblings.

They turn on each other

for no good reason.

Graham's tell, come on.

You're awfully quick

to judge.

No, it's just that...

Those bored rich kids

are my friends.

[Birds chirping]

[Insects chirruping]

[Panting]

(Rich)

...over 38"..."

Is this journalism class?

Are you Owen Matthews?

Yeah, I'm sorry, I was...

Sleeping in.

No, my alarm clock...

Relax, Owen.

If being late

is the worst thing...

that happens to you

in the first week,

you got off lucky.

Take a seat.

As I was saying...

does a reporter

just go for the story?

Or can we, as the media,

cover a tragedy like this...

with both sensitivity

and respect?

Morning, Randall.

Laura?

What does that mean?

That means, if I may...

that if you upon some

nasty pictures of the victim

on the Internet...

don't forward them

to the whole school.

A resounding no to sensitivity

and respect from Mr. Hodge.

[Bleeping]

Feet down.

You just now discovering

the Internet, Owen? Match. Com?

[Beeps]

(Rich)

Mr. Matthews...

you're making it very hard

for me to pretend

that I can't tell...

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