Jonah Lives Page #2

They all look like

psychos to me.

I know right. Either

too skinny or too fat

- It's disgusting, right?

- Or the biggest geeks ever.

Not a normal one

in the bunch, you know.

Too bad my mother went out

with her boyfriend tonight.

She wouldn't have mind

picking us up.

What's the matter

with you guys, tonight?

Not getting enough attention

from the boys.

It's not even eight and we are

staying late tonight.

I don't get it,

no f***ing service down here.

We never get service down here.

Shut up, Lydia.

This is boring. Every week

we get the same thing.

This is always what

you guys want to do.

You guys don't even consider

what we want to do.

Is it time for that

when we're alone?

Ugh!

This is not what

I'm talking about, believe me.

JOHNNY:

I'm outta this one.

You got chit right?

Ladies and gentlemen, let me

introduce Christopher Columbus.

World famous discoverer.

You stupid bastard.

Well, I got three aces.

You guys are not even

listening to us.

Jesus! All you ever wanna do

is play poker

or your f***ing balls.

Can we do something

we all can enjoy, for once?

I got it!

Let's play strip poker.

I'm in.

You guys will be

f***ing cheating

and me and Barb will be naked

in half hour.

Damn right.

JESSIE:

Yeah, baby! Strip poker.

Poker! Poker!

Get it? Hope you're upset

you're gonna play strip poker.

Strip poker, your ass.

Easy killer.

We don't wanna play cards.

How about some truth or dare?

That'll be fun guys, right?

We can all get into that.

That's fun.

That's lame.

How are we gonna know

who's telling the truth?

Francis, the point

of 'truth and dare'

is to tell the truth.

To be as honest as possible.

I know that's a bit difficult

for you.

How about the dare part?

Are you guys gonna do what...

...what you're dared to do?

You guys are such pigs,

I swear.

[GRUNTS]

BARBARA:
Gross.

Hey, didn't your parents

ever teach you not to swear?

You guys are lame.

I'm with my man, Jessie,

on some strip... poker!

JESSIE:
Yeah, baby!

BOYS:
Poker! Poker! Poker!

Sick albino bastard!

Put your shirt back on

before you catch something.

Like sheep without a shepherd.

So, whats up then?

[THUNDER]

I got it.

Let me go upstairs

and get the game.

A game?

Not just a game.

It's not.

I'll be back.

He's so mysterious.

What the hell's he up to, now?

I hope he's getting some weed.

[CONTINUOUS THUNDER]

[PEOPLE CHATTING]

Some party. Better than

what we've got downstairs.

Oh, Francis, come here.

Hey everybody,

this is my son, Francis.

I want to introduce him to you.

This kid over the summer,

shot up.

Look at him.

Ten pounds a muscle

for each inch

shot in this kid.

Come on, Francis.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes