Twelve Page #4

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one clear plastic prism filled with weed...

one biker wallet carrying $967...

one fake I.D. With his picture and fake name,

Maurice Charles, Columbus, Ohio...

purchased from a tattoo place in Chinatown.

Guy said, "Never fails- $40."

One Citibank A. T.M. Card.

One American Express Platinum card.

One naked picture of a drunk girlfriend...

whom he fingered

while they watched Blue Man Group.

Two MetroCards and one cell phone that

says "P*ssy Monger" when he turns it on.

Get the f*** out, man.

You are one true criminal, Claudius.

You know that?

I'm out of here by Easter, man.

- No way, dude.

- Yeah, the Gunnery.

You've been in more f***ing boarding schools

than my mom's had husbands.

You know that?

Cash only.

- You're so not gonna do this.

- I am so gonna do this.

Gabby and Shelly

don't think blow jobs are sex.

They're best friends

because they agree on things like that.

The lighting in here is terrible.

Really? Shut up. Do I look fat?

Put Claude's face next to your face.

Sara Ludlow is tired

of waiting for her boyfriend.

She thought, "How long does it take

to drive in from Southampton anyway?"

I had to wait for my parents to go to their

stupid party so I could sneak the Porsche.

I'm coming as fast as I can.

Well, hurry up. This party sucks.

F*** you.

- Whoo!

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Gabby. Shelly.

You're not- You're not leaving?

You should've invited more people.

# Hey, you #

# No, you don't have to go #

Did you just come in your pants?

I'm gonna- I'm gonna get a beer.

Okay.

Hey.

You. Um-

You-

Jessicq's an ace at soccer, swimming, skiing...

and a very good student.

Early decision from Wesleyan next year.

Late one night she read the Gettysburg

address for her advanced history class.

She memorized it

and liked it more than anybody.

I chose to do my speech on Abraham Lincoln

because he was so tall.

Well, Lincoln became a martyr...

the same way John F. Kennedy

would become one.

And in their deaths...

was created a symbol of freedom and peace.

Something this country can look up to.

But the truth is, death doesn't vindicate.

It doesn't vindicate.

It may have been good for the country,

but it wasn't good for Lincoln...

and it definitely wasn't good

for John F. Kennedy.

'And it wasn't good for me,"

thought White Mike...

- whose mother had died the day before.

- So-

White Mike's father said

he didn't have to go to school.

White Mike said, "What'll that do?"

What are you saying? Did they die in vain?

"Four score and seven"-

But if you had to ask John or Abe...

if they liked being shot in the head...

probably say "no."

"We cannot dedicate, We cannot consecrate...

we cannot hallow this ground. "

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