Big Fat Liar Page #3

Give us one reason|whywe should believe you.

Because it's true!

There was some guy in the limo.|Marty something. Maybe he took it.

What are our options?.

Without the essay,|summer school.

Or... summer school.

[Man]|Today, students,

we're going to learn about|the joys of a special friend...

I like to call Mr. Semicolon.

[Student Coughing]

The semicolon was first used...

in a 1734 letter|to British Parliament...

by Mr.Jedediah Wilkinson.

W-I -L...

I--|[ Snoring ]

Help... me.

Jason, you must've made|at least one friend.

Yeah, come to think of it,the kid behind me|who kept flicking boogers at my neck,

he seemed like|a really nice guy.

I shouldn't even be|in that stupid summer school.

Ifit makes you feel any better,|my parents are taking an adventure.

They're going on a river rafting|trip in the Grand Canyon.|But do I get an adventure?. No.

My big adventure is staying|at my Grandma Pearl's|with her toe fungus.

Well, you can hang out|at my place.

My folks are taking a long|weekend at some health spa|for their anniversary.

It'll just be me and Jamie|from Thursday till Sunday.

[Preview Narrator]|In a time...

when a little lie...

can grow bigger...

and bigger,

one man will pay the price.

Next summer,|people everywhere...

will stop and stare.

Marty Wolf Pictures presents...

Kenny Trooper,

the Bi g Fat Liar.

[ Kaylee ]|What do you think? Wanna see it?

See it?. I thi nk I wrote it.

[ Dad]|Not that again,Jason.|I'm telling you!

Wait a minute.|This is it.

Big Fat Liar is already being touted|as next summer's must-see movie event.

I recently sat down|with Marty Wolf,

the mastermind behind|this sure-to-be--

That's him!|That's the guy from the limo.

- How'd you come up with this idea?|- Some ideas you...

struggle and struggle with.

But the great ones,|well, they just come to you.

Yeah! From my backpack,|you loser!

-Jason.|- Dad.

I'm serious.|That guy stole my paper.

You have to believe me.

I can't.

Ijust don't trust you right now,Jas.

Have a nice weekend, kids.

We will.|[Mom ]|See you on Sunday. Have fun.

Look out for your brother.|Bye-bye.

We'll miss you guys.

[ Groans ]

Later.|I 'm going over to Rudy's.

- Rudy.|- Yo, what's up, dog?

How you living, yo?.

It's crackin', kid!

Peace out, little "G."

Booyah!

He's not literally|a catcher eating rye bread.

It's more of a metaphor|for a state of adolescent angst.

- We need to talk.|- I'm tutoring.

Bet you wish you still had|your skateboard, huh, Shepherd?

Let's see.|Fully-developed brain.

Skateboard.

- I think I'll take the brain.|- But I have your skateboard.

-Kaylee, pack your bags. We're going on a trip.|-I can't just go to Los Angeles.

And I can't go through my life|having my parents think I'm a liar.

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