National Lampoon Presents Dorm Daze Page #5

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- So, you're French?

- Should I be?

- Yeah, that's what I was told.

- Then I'm French.

- Your English is wonderful.

- So is yours.

So, you just wanna wait for Wang?

Why wait?

I guess you could just come in with me,

or you could stay in his room.

Who has my money?

Money? I don't know anything

about any money.

Well, who's my guy?

Where is he?

I'm sorry. I thought you knew.

He had to step out for a second.

God. This is great.

Why don't you wait in his room?

He'll be back any minute.

Okay, yeah. Whatever.

I'm just saving you from yourself.

I'm gonna go get

your whore. Okay?

Don't even think about trying

to make a run for it.

But how do you know

he's your soul mate?

I just know.

Kind of like you and Newmar.

What?! No, no. Last night

was an accident. That was--

Who is it?

It's Tony.

Is Adrienne in there?

Yeah. Hang on a sec.

I thought you might be Newmar.

I've been looking

everywhere for you.

We really need

to work on this scene.

All right, let's get

down to business!

Where is Wang?

Wow. Your accent is awesome!

His wang is right in here.

There he is.

Be gentle, okay?

He's nervous.

Can you understand

what I say?

Where is Wang?

I want Wang.

Wow, you're an eager one.

See, Booker. Your brother

knows how to pick 'em.

All right, he is the one.

Him right there. Hello? Hi.

I'm gonna leave

you two alone, okay? Bye.

Okay, is there a problem here?

That's right, money is

always up front. How stupid.

Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty,

one hundred. There you go.

All right? Knock 'em dead.

Okay, come on.

Knock it off, Styles.

Clearly she doesn't want to do this.

Listen, she's a whore.

They have no discretion.

This must be part of some little act.

Start grabbing her ass.

All right, something is obviously wrong.

Booker, go wait in the hall.

She must want to haggle.

I'll fix this.

Rachel, it's me.

So, maybe if you're naked

when he comes back in, that'll help.

Go for it.

That's right, you don't speak

any English. Okay, look.

Get it? Hello?

No? Okay.

All right.

Hi. Look at the birdie.

See, you just need to go--

I think I really got

a hold of my character.

- Don't tell her you saw me!

- What?

- How are you?

- Good.

- Check out my abs!

- Nice.

- Punch me in the gut.

- Give me a break.

Seriously, I'm feeling

ripped right now.

No, we got people in the hall.

Come on, don't be a weiner.

Just do it.

Fine, but you asked me

to do it--remember that.

Bring it.

Oh, my gosh!

I can explain.

She asked for it.

I'm sure they all ask for it, Tony.

I don't mean she asked like--

Honey, tell them

that you asked me to do it.

It's not what it looks like.

He's trying to give her a miscarriage.

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