Whip It Page #4

Maybe.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

All right, listen up, fresh meat.

There's a lot more to derby than

fishnets and picking out a tough name.

This is a sport.

Now, the league has six spots open.

So whatever shred of talent you have,

hope you leave it out on

the track for me today.

Okay, what is it?

Sorry.

Just what are the rules?

Derby 1 01 , people.

Four blockers from each team

are lined up on the track.

Ten feet behind them,

two jammers are lined

up, one from each team.

We're the ones who score.

First whistle blows

and the pack takes off.

Then a second whistle blows

and the jammers take off.

Some of us faster than others.

Once the jammer breaks through the pack,

she hauls ass around the track

a second time and tries to score.

For every player on the

opposing team the jammer passes,

she gets a point.

Most points wins the

game every single time.

Now, line up and get you some.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Get up.

Go, ladies. Move it.

Up, up, up. Go.

Looking good, Barbie.

It's roller derby, not cotillion.

Come on, put a hit on somebody.

(EXCLAIMING IN PAIN)

God damn it. Diane.

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

Hey. That move will get

you tossed from a game.

There's no place in this sport for that.

What?

Okay. Sorry.

But I like the aggression.

Is it bad?

Mmm-mmm.

Mmm-mmm.

No. Mmm-mmm.

Mmm-mmm.

Forty-one, gotta improve

on that. 39, 32, not bad.

Twenty-nine. Let's go.

(EXHALES)

Twenty-three?

Looks like you've got some competition.

Yeah, yeah, wake me when she

learns how to throw a hit.

(EXCLAIMING)

(GRUNTS)

(LAUGHS)

Or take one.

Hey, you're Iron Maven.

That's right, kiss-ass.

Why don't you suck up a little harder?

There's still part of your face

that doesn't have doodie on it.

MAVEN:
Nice shorts. Bliss: Help.

Can somebody help me? I...

Just kidding.

Hey, by the way, you made

it, you're a Hurl Scout.

Nice work out there.

(CAUGHT UP IN YOU PLAYING)

(SlNGING) I never

knew there'd come a day

(CAR HORN HONKING)

When I'd be saying to you

"Don't let this good love slip away..."

Your feet are on fire. They're on fire.

Seriously, look, they're on fire.

You're changing your schedule?

Well, I have to. You know, for practice.

Don't leave me alone with Birdman.

You can change yours to mine.

l can't. I'm actually taking

an SAT class, remember?

(BELL RINGING)

So caught up in you, little girl

That I never did suspect a thing

So caught up in you, little girl

That I never want to get myself free

(EXCLAIMS)

(LAUGHING)

You caught me Baby, you taught me

How good lt could be

BROOKE:
Shania, I am not cleaning Salisbury

steak sauce off of that fringe again.

Hey, I just wanted to let you guys know

that I'm gonna change my work schedule

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