Meatballs 4

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(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Do you hear anything?

No. Not yet.

(HORN BLARING)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

Anything now?

No.

(HORN CONTINUES BLARING)

How about now?

Nope.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Here she comes.

(TIRES SCREECH)

On time?

To the second.

Let's see those pizza delivery

boys do that. Everybody out.

Okay, everybody, here we go. Let's

line up right over here by the bus.

Okay, fine, fine.

Okay, over by the bus.

Just gather up

over here by the bus.

That's fine, folks. That's good.

That's the way. Okay!

Would you look at that?

Maybe 30 people.

Twenty-four.

Twenty-four people.

Few years ago, we would have

had 80, maybe 100 of them.

No more.

And all because

of one thing.

The economy?

That damned MTV.

(HOOTING)

So far so good, huh? No major

geeks. No major losers.

But the day is young.

Boy! Mom and Dad were right.

This is gonna be great.

(GRUNTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

(ALL CLAMORING)

I'm sorry, guys.

What did I tell you, Kell?

There is a loser born

every second.

I knew that fat ass was gonna be

trouble when we first got on that bus.

Yeah. Shake it off.

We got two weeks here.

And a lot can happen to Porky

in two weeks.

Catch my drift?

Okay, okay.

Everybody settle down.

A little water

ain't gonna hurt you.

I mean, unless

you're on the Titanic.

All right. Now, welcome

to Lakeside Water Ski Camp.

I'm Neil Peterson.

I'm the owner.

People around here

just call me Neil.

Especially when I'm dropped

to my knees.

(LAUGHS)

Well, I think you should

check with your counselors

for your assigned bungalows, and

then maybe hit the showers, huh?

I guarantee you, gang.

Listen, these last two weeks of summer are

going to be fantastic. I promise you.

What do you say, gang?

Okay, right here we have,

Ford, Duncan and Thigpen.

Let's go. Let's go.

Over here we have Starbuck,

Burberry, Franklin, Paladino,

Hardy, Fouts, and Donnenberg.

Hey, three of you girls are in this

cabin. Hillary, Misha and Loren.

Okay. And the rest of you

follow me. We're up here.

Wes.

(SNIFFING)

(GIRLS CHATTERING)

Howie, I'm getting a good

feeling about this place.

Yeah, I'm getting

the same feeling.

I'm getting a woody.

Hi, I'm Victor.

Victor Thigpen.

Victor, Victor Thigpen. Wes Ford.

This is my pal, Howie.

Hi.

Sorry about the water.

I kind of got excited.

See, this is my first time

at camp.

No. No.

Really!

Actually, this is my first

time away from home.

"First time away

from home."

Victor, you know,

you seem like a cool guy.

And since these girls down here

were headed for the shower,

would you be interested in joining

me and Howie for a little

sneak preview?

Boy, would I!

Hey, guys, my back hurts.

I want to look, too.

Hey, relax, Pigpen,

we just got here.

As you all know, I've encountered

a few financial problems

here at Lakeside.

That, coupled

with a drastic decrease

in the number of patrons over

the last couple of years...

It's really taken a toll

on our camp.

The result is I've been forced to let

go a number of our regular counselors.

And I guess the topper was last

week when Jonathan left us

to take the other recreation

director's job up there in Oregon.

You know that he didn't

even call to say goodbye?

You know, I don't even think

he'd care if he hurt somebody.

Come on. You're going on

nine minutes.

Would you shut up?

Just a minute more.

Check it out!

Dang.

(SCREAMING)

THIGPEN:
(STAMMERING) Skunk!

(GIRLS SCREAMING)

I'm telling you, Howie,

that Thigpen is mine.

Well, be that as it may, we now find

ourselves without a rec director.

Therefore, I've had to decide

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