American Pie 2 Page #4

That's great.

How did you get it

so nice and warm?

I can taste the bubbles.

Actually, I can't.

Much better.

Wait a second.

- Let's go.

- Thanks, man.

Christy?

Oh, f***!

Yep. Half these got

East High parking passes on them.

Gotta break up another one.

Call in a couple of units.

- Isn't this the Stifler house?

- Yeah. Ever seen Mrs Stifler?

- What a MILF!

- Yeah? She got all that?

Okay, now...

do these high school kids

think we're cool...

because they're at

a college party...

or are we those weird older guys...

that try to hang out with

high school kids when we come home?

No way. We're definitely

not those guys.

Cops! Cops!

Break it up.

Party's over.

Let's go.

Ostreicher, Myers.

Welcome back.

Where's Steve Stifler?

I got peed on.

No, man,

Stifler's got shut down.

We can't party anywhere any more.

And things are--

- Getting weird?

- Yeah, a little bit.

First summer back from college.

Yep, things are gonna get weirder.

- What are you talkin' about?

- Well, times change, people change.

lt's just what happens,

you now.

Kev, listen.

Go into my old room.

My friends and I knew that

it was up to us to stick together.

You remember my first college summer?

We rented the lake house in Grand Harbour.

We treated every day out there

lie it was a post-prom party.

Hell of a time. We capped it

all off with a massive blow-out.

Best ever.

it was legendary.

My advice is do that.

By the end of the summer...

you're gonna see the big picture.

-She's on the phone. It's long-distance.

-Who?

- Nadia! Nadia!

- What?

New York. Hello.

Yes, dear, he's right here.

- Here. Wait.

- Now remember--

Yes, I am sure to go see

the Lion King.

Right. and don't ride

the subway after midnight.

I know they've done wonderful things

with that city, but, you know, for me--

- Dad!

- He's right-- Hang on.

- How was college?

- College was excellent.

Yeah. Yeah, it was--

it was really excellent.

You have not forgotten

about me, have you?

No. I--

Absolutely not.

- l definitely didn't.

- Good, because guess what.

I'm coming to see you

at the end of summer.

l hope you're ready for me...

because l have not forgotten

about you either, you sexy boy.

- Sh*t.

-Jim, you can eat hot dogs tomorrow.

No, Finch,

it's not the hot dogs.

Nadia called me this morning.

She's coming here at the end of

the summer and she wants to see me.

- That's killer.

- Yeah, that's a good thing.

No, not ''good thing.''

Not ''killer.''

I'll never be able to do it.

Nadia is gonna be expecting

filet mignon.

Okay, and all I'm gonna

be able to give her...

is rump roast.

Come on.

Jim, you've had experience

since Nadia.

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