Jennifer’s Body Page #2

You guys don't have

anything in common.

Yeah. Okay, Chip.

Guess who's got the whip

until 1 1 :
30.

A 2003 Chrysler Sebring,

and it's all mine.

[ Giggles ]

Oh, hi, Chip.

[ Sniffs ]

It smells like Thai food in here.

- Have you guys been f***ing?

- You're gross.

- You're gross. You're gross.

- You're so gross.

F*** you.

Let's go to the club.

Melody Lane is not a club.

It's a bar.

It's not even a bar.

It's like a bingo hall

with taps.

Eat my ass, Chip.

You're justJell-O

'cause you're not invited.

I'm notJell-O.

That place is disgusting.

Everyone in there

has a mustache.

You're totallyJell-O.

You're lime-green Jell-O,

and you can't even admit it

to yourself.

[ Exhales ]

Stop kidnapping my girlfriend.

♪♪ [ Rock ]

You wish.

[ Needy Narrating ]

Chip was right.

Melody Lane is definitely not a club.

[ Pool Balls Clacking ]

Clubs are for attractive people

in populous urban areas.

Clubs have D.J.'s and champagne.

[ Man ]

As they come around the corner-

[ Needy Narrating ]

All we have is a jukebox

and a sticker toilet.

♪ You wanna fly

Don't want your feet on the ground ♪

- ♪ You stay up, you won't come down ♪

- [ Chattering ]

I cannot wait until I'm

old enough to get wasted.

Hey, Jennifer.

You look really pretty.

What up, Craig?

[ Laughs ]

He thinks he's cute enough for me.

And that's why he's in retard math.

Swing and miss.

Hey, it's Ahmet from India,

that foreign exchange guy.

I wonder if he's circumcised.

I always wanted

to try a sea cucumber.

Ew.

Jennifer Check.

Shouldn't poison yourself

with that sh*t.

Unless you want me

to arrest ya for possession.

You're gonna arrest me?

You're not even out of

the academy yet, Roman.

Two more months.

Then I'm on the force for reals.

Are you, uh—

you're gonna cuff me?

[ Groans ]

Don't do that.

Okay? Not here.

[ Needy ]

Hey, that's the band.

[ Woman Laughing, Echoing ]

Mmm. You can totally tell

they're from the city.

Yeah, 'cause they're

wearing eyeliner. They look

like a bunch of faygos.

Well, you would think that,

Roman, because you're

a small-time Gomer.

I wish we had more guys

like that in Devil's Kettle.

All stylish and sh*t.

[ Tuning ]

[Jennifer ]

I think they need two groupies.

No! No. Come on.

Don't be so J.V., Needy.

They're just boys, morsels.

We have all the power.

Don't you know that?

These things?

These are like

smart bombs. Okay?

You point them

in the right direction,

and sh*t gets real.

Hi.

Hi.

Uh— [ Giggling ]

we just wanted to meet you

or something.

I'm Jennifer Check,

and this is my friend.

Hi. I'm Nikolai.

This is, uh—

These guys are my band.

Low Shoulder.

Yeah, we've heard—

I've heard about you.

You play your instruments

really super good.

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