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- I just can't wait to see it finally finished.
- Me neither.
So thank you, guys.
Thank you, Pfeifer.
Our assistant director, Pfeifer Ross,
everyone. And what do we say?
- Break a leg.
- Break a leg, Reese.
Thank you, guys. Let's go.
Backstage.
- Shoos. Mr. BHS.
- What's up, my man?
Oh, look at this.
- What are you doing here?
- My favorite characters.
Peasant Number Five, Hangman.
You guys even have lines?
- I think I clap or something.
- There you go.
If Coach could see you guys now,
you'd be kicked off in a second.
- Yeah, get that camera out of here, man.
- It's a mandatory class, man.
- Thanks for bringing this stuff.
- It's like Halloween down here.
- Yeah, most definitely.
- Yeah, party cen...
What do we have here?
What is this thing?
- That's the old Hangman costume.
- Some kid told us not to touch it.
- Did a little drama nerd tell you not to touch it?
I think he told me too.
But then I didn't listen to him
because I'm such a badass.
Dan and Mark,
can I see you guys up on stage?
- Ryan.
- Yeah?
- What are you doing?
- Nothing.
- I know you don't take any of this seriously.
- I don't.
I'm sorry. No, I will.
- Okay. It's important to a lot of people.
- All right.
- So show a little respect in the theater, okay?
- All right.
- Got it?
- Yeah.
Thank you.
Yeah, right.
Look at him in those khakis.
What a joke.
- I'm fine.
- What are you doing?
I don't know.
Just trying to get through this thing.
- Heh, what are you doing?
- What?
Oh, I'm Charlie. I'm dead. Oh.
Oh, I got a trick for you guys. Watch.
Watch this.
Ready?
How creepy is that?
God.
Yo, yo, yo. Dude.
Smile for the camera, man.
Oh, come on.
Look, I'm sorry about
hitting you with the football.
You were wide open. Come on.
- Can I at least help you with this stuff?
- No.
And don't touch the fly rigs.
They're dangerous.
Wow. Okay, stage boy.
August is not who he seems he is, Mary.
- To the audience, John.
- Can't you see?
He is pretending to be a noble
that he might win your love.
He must be hanged.
August will not turn himself in.
He loves me.
But, sir, the hangman
will take Mary in his place.
His sentence is death.
- Nerd, heh.
- What shall I do?
What shall I do, Father?
Reese, come on.
- Now, Reese.
- What shall I do, Father?
- Reese.
- There he is.
- Heh, Good timing, Reese.
- Don't come out with the book.
"What shall I do?" And then you come in.
The parents of the nerds.
There they are.
And look at these guys.
Contain your excitement, gentlemen.
I don't even know
if this lady's a parent.
She's here literally every day.
Sits in the same spot.
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