Afterschool

[audio static hissing]

[woman crying]

- [giggling]

- Whoa.

[laughing]

Here we go.

- [giggling]

[voices overlapping]

[men speaking

foreign language]

[cat playing repeated notes

on piano]

- Boo!

- [laughs]

- Hey, sweetheart,

tell everyone your name.

- Cherry Dee.

- You're gonna blow me right?

- Yes.

- Then I'm gonna f*ck you,

right?

- Yes.

- Then I'm gonna f*ck you

in the ass, right?

- Yes.

- Then I'm gonna come

in your mouth, right?

- Mm-hmm.

- And you're gonna

swallow it, right?

- Yes.

- Sweetheart,

tell me your name.

- Cherry Dee.

- No, not your porn name,

your everyday name.

- I don't want to say

my real name.

- Why not?

- Because it's none

of anybody's business.

- So you won't mind

if I call you whore?

- No.

- Are you scared

Mom and Dad are gonna find out

their baby girl, Cherry Dee,

is a whore?

- No.

- You were expecting that,

right?

- No.

- I want you to say,

"Hi, Mom. "

Put your hands

behind your back.

"Hi, Mom,

I get fucked for money. "

- "Hi, Mom...

I get fucked for money. "

- You do think that, huh?

That's good.

It's good.

You're being honest now.

That's all right,

'cause I've broken you.

I see so many Cherry Dees,

and you know what I've learned?

You all like it like this.

Right?

Right, whore?

- Yeah.

- So get on the couch.

It's okay.

Get on the couch.

Get on the couch and spread.

- [panting and moaning]

Yeah, f*ck me.

[rapid knocking on door]

- Coming.

Hold on.

[knocking continues]

Hold the f*ck on!

- I smell cum.

- Dave, you do the math?

- No, I'm gonna do it tomorrow.

- Thanks.

You know, Nick,

the senior,

his dimes are, like,

twice the size.

- Yeah, well, if you want to

smoke some swaggy shit,

then go to Nick,

but I can just sell that to

some other freshman, you know?

- No, it's cool.

- All right.

And if you need me

to pick anything else up,

just tell me,

and next time I go to the city,

I'll pick it up for you,

all right?

- Where were you guys?

- We were with the Talberts.

- Again?

- We cut practice

to chill with them.

Nothing happened, though.

- I really can't tell

the difference

between the two of them,

can you?

- Nope.

- Rob, you don't even play

any sports, do you?

- No.

- Jesus Christ,

you're a pussy.

- F*ck you, man!

- [snickering]

- No, get the f*ck

out of our room.

- You guys seen this clip yet?

- Which one?

- Check it out.

[voices overlapping]

- Shit.

Where is that?

- I don't know.

Some school somewhere.

- Jesus.

Look at that.

She's knocking the shit

out of her.

[laughter]

Jesus.

[alarm clock blaring]

- Wake up, Dave.

You're gonna be late

for morning meeting.

[alarm clock blaring]

- [laughing]

Let's quiet down because

there's a lot of announcements

to make this morning,

and pay attention.

There might be

a little note in here

that could change your lives,

maybe an activity

you never knew of

that'll turn out to be

your calling later in life,

your career,

and from one little announcement

you heard in morning meeting.

Good morning.

Miss Jameson,

did you sleep all right?

You just missed

a little inspiring speech

on announcements,

about you possibly

being inspired

to try something that will

ultimately be your future,

but I wouldn't worry.

McDonald's will most likely

still be hiring

after you graduate.

Ha, ha, ha, okay.

Enough fun.

I have Mr. Anderson here

with a note on

clubs and activities.

Remember, everyone

needs to do one activity,

either a sport

or afterschool club.

Failure to do so

will result in a markdown

on your report cards.

Okay.

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