Toy Soldiers Page #2

Oh, I just wanna touch it.

You want me to touch it,

don't you, Steve?

Yes.

By all means, touch it.

- "Oh, Steve. Oh, my God.!"

- Touch it, baby, touch it.

- Outstanding!

- "Oh, Steve."

Hide it. Everybody move.

Mr. Tepper.

Why am I not surprised?

This is ingenious.

Thanks.

What's this?

- Mouthwash?

- Oh, come on, Mr. Tepper.

You expect me to believe you crawled

to the basement just to drink mouthwash?

I'm trying to fight plaque.

Gingivitis. Tartar buildup.

I got a little...

- Are you alone down here?

- Yes, sir.

- Where's your roommate?

- Up in his room, I guess.

- Sh*t.

- Watch your mouth.

Come on out, Mr. Bradberry.

You too, Mr. Trotta.

May as well come out.

He was bluffing.

- Gesundheit.

- Thank you.

Mr. Giles and Mr. Montoya,

come out now.

Or I'll place a guard on this basement,

have a bed check of the entire school.

Gentlemen, I want to see

you all in my office...

at 9:
00 a.m. Sharp

tomorrow morning.

Go to your rooms now.

Move!

Not you, Billy.

This...

You know, this is

really, really ingenious.

No, noth...

Just put the little...

- Where'd you get this stuff?

- Radio Shack.

Really? Was it expensive?

No, no, I picked it up on sale.

On sale. Good. Here.

- Break it.

- What?

Throw it on the floor.

Smash it.

Use your foot.

Come on, come on. Use your foot.

Make believe it's my foot. Smash it.

That's enough.

Let's go.

This is the U.S. Border Patrol!

You think you're the first kid

to put liquor in mouthwash bottles?

You think you're the first kid

to put liquor in mouthwash bottles?

It was done in my day.

I might have even done it myself.

Mr. Kouf, Mr. Greenwalt.

Mr. Tepper here sold you a bottle

of mouthwash with vodka in it?

You will not be punished if you

give it to me in five seconds.

Good. Good night.

Who's next?

If you're gonna kick me out, do it.

Don't make me look like a narc.

If we expelled you, that'd make

four prep schools in four years.

You trying for the "Guinness"

Book of Records?

No, sir.

Should we try this one?

How 'bout this one?

This one?

Yes.

Mr. Burg, Mr. Zarpas.

Billy Tepper sold you

a bottle of vodka.

You have until the count of three

to hand it out here.

One, two...

Good. Good night.

Where to next?

You made your point.

I can't fake you out.

Fine. I admit it.

Don't put me through this anymore.

I'm sorry, but I will not have

alcohol in my dormitories.

Then I'll get it.

I'll bring it to you.

- How many more are there?

- Eight.

- You better not lie to me.

- Eight.

I believe you.

I'll be in my apartment.

You have ten minutes.

Do you think

we should expel you?

Do whatever you want. I'm not about

to beg to stay in this school.

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