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of potential Rob Wexlers.

- So it's all very exciting stuff.

- Right.

Yeah, I can feel the electricity

in the room.

Anyway, without any further ado,

let's get this party started, okay;

Please, a warm fourth-floor

conference-room welcome...

for the lovely Jessie Filmore.

Jessie.

- Thank you.

- There she is.

- Whenever you're ready.

- Okay. Thank you.

Is that you, Rob Wexler;

Amanda, hi.

Hi, neighbor. Wow!

God, it's be

a really long time.

You look so... grown up.

You look terrific.

Ladies and gentlemen,

put your hands together for the...

beautiful and talented

Laurel Simon.

Stop. Stop. Thank you.

Well, what can we say,

we're psyched to see you.

I'm psyched to see you.

I'm psyched to see all of you.

How you doing;

I'm great, Mike. Oh, my God.

Is that Rob Wexler;

Amanda, hi.

Hey, neighbor.

Wow, it's been a really long time.

God, you look... so grown-up.

You look terrific.

Thanks.

So when did you get back

into town;

Just this morning.

- Oh, oh, did you finish law school;

- Yeah. Three years ago.

Three years; No way!

So, you're, like, a lawyer now;

I know. We're getting old.

Speak for yourself, mister. Okay;

You're the one who's a lawyer.

And now please welcome the one,

the only, TJ Goldman.

Whoa. There's a lot of you.

Don't even bother trying to escape.

We have you outnumbered.

No, I won't put up a fight. Not going

anywhere, unless you want me to.

Whenever you're ready,

man, just...

- We had so many terrible teachers.

- That's the truth.

Remember Mrs. Beetlemeyer;

She was the worst.

Do you remember Coach Roberts;

How could I forget Coach Roberts;

Talk about delusions of grandeur.

I have this recurring dream

about that guy.

I'm like ninety years old

and I have dentures...

got them in my

high school gym class.

Everybody else is regular high school

age. I'm the only one who's ninety.

And Coach is yelling at me,

and I'm going...

"Give me a break. I'm ninety

friggin' years old, okay;"

And now, last but not least

Mr. Zach Harper.

Hi.

Zach Harper.

Whenever you're ready.

I'm just gonna jump in if that's...

- We had so many terrible teachers.

- That's the truth.

Remember Mrs. Beetlemeyer;

She was the worst.

Do you remember Coach Roberts;

How could I forget Coach Roberts;

Talk about delusions of grandeur.

I have this recurring dream

about that guy.

I'm like ninety years old

and I have dentures...

except I'm in my high school

gym class.

And everybody's the regular

high school age.

I'm the only one who's ninety.

And Coach is yelling at me

I'm going...

"Give me a break! I'm ninety

friggin' years old, homes!

Okay;"

- How'd it go, man;

- I don't know. All right, I guess.

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