School for Scoundrels Page #4

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I'm kidding.

I know.

But I do have 'em.

Anyway, I, uh, have

to go to work, so...

- Hey, Amanda?

- Yeah?

Can I ask you something?

- Yeah, no worries. What is it?

- Um...

Oh, yeah. Uh, I saw

this awesome documentary

on TV the other night.

It was all about Australia-

you would have loved it.

No way.

Very cool country.

I wish I was from there.

That's nice.

Um...

Yeah.

Was there something else?

Uh... no. I...

Was there something else

you had...

No, you just...

you said-said...

Anyways, uh,

I'll try and get you

a tape of that

documentary. Um...

Great. Yeah.

I have to go, so thanks.

Uh...

Oh, yeah.

Come on, Roger.

I mean, you got to give it

some time at least.

I'm telling you,

this class is going to be

the best thing

you've ever done.

I just don't get it.

I mean, is he for real?

Yeah, he's for real.

He's very real.

Hey, read the sign:

"No eating in the pool. "

Jesus.

Look, I know it seems

weird at first, okay?

I get it, you know?

But you just got

to keep an open mind.

I tried, but I'm not even

sure I understand

what he's teaching,

you know?

Look, I'll make it

real simple for you.

He's teaching you whatever

it is you need to learn.

I don't know.

Maybe this class

just isn't for me.

Oh, Roger.

Look, honestly?

I felt the same way

when I started,

but then, I took a good long,

hard look in the mirror,

and you know what?

I didn't like what I saw.

What's he doing here?

I came to talk to Ian,

Wally, not you.

Don't make this weird, Roger.

It's over between us;

I've moved on.

Well, I've also moved on.

I mean, no offense, but...

my life's been, like, ten times

better ever since you left.

At least.

Yeah, right.

Whatever.

Get over it, a**hole.

I am over it!

Loser.

I hate him.

Wow.

Roger, seriously.

If I were you...

I'd stay in the class.

You need it.

What does it take to be

king of the jungle?

Do you have to be the fastest?

Or the strongest?

No.

Because do you know what the

lion's most powerful weapon is?

It's his roar.

It's that roar

that enables the lion

to take what is rightfully his.

Diego, stop scratching

your nuts.

Sorry.

It's time you guys

got your sh*t together.

I want to see

some goddamn lions!

You see that?

You think a lion asks

for his dinner?

He takes it!

What does he do?

Let me hear you say it.

He takes it.

- Louder!

- He takes it!

Do you think a lion

asks for a promotion?

He takes it!

Does a lion wait

for approval?

He takes it!

Right now, none of

you are worth sh*t,

but starting tonight,

we're going to shed our skin

and become something

entirely new.

Forget your past lives,

gentlemen.

From this point on,

you're all lions.

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