American High School Page #7

I really like your cheekbones.

Right here.

Well, I just want you guys

to feel at home here.

Mi casa es tu casa.

Yo tambiano.

Kip, I want to be just like you

when I grow up, bro.

- You want to go upstairs?

- Show us the way, dude.

- Show us the way.

- Pornos.

- Nice.

- Lots of porn;

...learn the techniques.

I'm serious, you really have to watch.

God, I gotta get

a better security system.

Oh, wow! This place just got

a whole lot more whack.

I thought you guys were

watching the back door, and not hers.

- Hey, Gwen. Good to see you.

- Let's talk.

Come on. I don't want to fight anymore.

All right? Let's have a little talk.

Now look,

we don't need to fight.

- Now what do you need?

- Nothing.

- Money?

- No.

Of course.

How about drugs?

No, Dad.

Are you pregnant?

Gwen:
Yes, Dad!

I'm so pregnant right now,

it's not even funny.

- No!

- I didn't think so...

'cause your husband's gay!

Ho!

Like a homosexual!

- Okay. You done?

- Now what's wrong, honey?

- Let's talk.

- Nothing...

No, we can talk.

Now's a good time to talk.

I'm gonna go to my room.

Okay?

Stop!

I don't think so.

- Share your feelings.

- Yeah, share your feelings.

You know, for... whoa.

That was... Can you just...

...like, when me and him are...

I don't know if you realized this,

but there was two men talking...

...and you just kind of

butted in there.

It's not your fault,

but just learn.

Yeah.

- Hey, what the f***?

- Look what I found.

Buzz, who is that?

What? I'm getting laid. I thought

that's what you wanted from me.

Yeah, well, you know,

I recognize her, all right?

That's a...

that's a prostitute.

This is my girlfriend, all right?

I might be paying her, but sh*t.

You're not spending my money for

some skanky two-bit ho.

Hey, listen, I can't

make you happy, okay?

You want me to f***;

you don't want me to f***.

- What's it gonna be?

- With all the girls here...

...you've got to pick

a prostitute?

Hey, they don't have any

experience like she's got.

- That's right.

- She knows what to do with her...

- Yeah, she teaches me things...

- I please this man.

...I don't even need to know, buddy.

- Okay, she can stay.

- Guys:
Awesome!

You know what?

I think I want some dick in me.

Yes. I want to put Mr. Dickie in...

See, it's all one big

happy family, honey.

- Right. I'm going to my room.

- Just...

- Wait... wait a second.

- I'm going to my room!

- Honey?

- I'm still holding out for Mrs. Apple!

I show up to art class for

the first time whole semester...

Mrs. Apple gets naked.

I would have showed up every day

if somebody would've told me that.

Miss Apple is

the most phenomenal-looking...

...teacher I've ever seen.

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