Massacre at Central High

Did you do that?

Ha. No, I do better work...

Bruce: We'll start again.

Did you do that?

- Yeah. - Craig: Can't hear you.

- Spoony: Yeah, I did it. - Bruce: Spoony...

explain it, make it pretty, or clean it up.

Well, ma... maybe I can explain it.

Go ahead.

It's a social... protest.

That's very '60s, Spoony.

Look, don't you jokers ever learn?

You don't believe in free speech?

No. We want clean lockers.

Okay, far out. I'll clean it off.

Bruce: No good, Spoony.

David: Excuse me. Can you direct me to...

Can't you see he's busy?

Well, I am sorry. I thought you were between rounds.

- You're new here. - Yeah.

You've got a lot of learning to do.

Oh, great. You offering to help?

Sure, if you want.

Fine, I'm looking for the...

Bruce: Trouble. If you don't cut the shit.

Now get lost.

David: Will you help me out?

Hey, man, don't ask me. Mind your own business, huh?

Spoony, get some soap.

Spoony: Yeah, all right, I'll get some soap.

David: Excuse me. Can you tell me where the student lounge is?

Hey, do you know where the...

You know where the stu...

You know where the student lounge...

Lost?

Yes. This place is a maze.

You'll get used to it.

- I hope so. I'm new here. - I know.

- Jane: Morning, Theresa. - Hi.

Theresa.

That's a very nice name.

And a very nice smile.

What are you looking for?

Uh, right now I'd settle for the student lounge.

That's easy. It's just down the hall.

Okay. Thanks. I'll see you again?

Mm-hmm. It's a small school.

- Mark: David. - Hey, Mark.

I was beginning to think you wouldn't make it.

Well, I had a little trouble finding the place.

That's the last trouble you'll ever have here.

From now on, we take care of you.

- We? - Let me introduce you to my buddies.

This is Bruce, Paul, and Craig.

We've met.

Welcome. Mark's told us a lot about you.

Well, you haven't changed a bit.

No. Well, it's been a long time, though.

You two must have a lot of catching up to do.

Yeah, for sure. Come on, I'll show you around.

We'll talk some.

You won't believe it, man. This place is a fuckin' country club.

You're gonna think of that place we used to go to as nothing but a bad dream.

Gotta be able to change your whole style here.

David: Well, why would I wanna do that?

Mark: Because it's time you just laid back and enjoyed things.

And this is the place. I'll see to that.

My guardian angel, huh?

Look, David, I owe you.

And now I can do something about it.

You're riding pretty high here. Is that it?

- You haven't seen the best yet. - No?

- You will after school. - What's that?

- A girl. - A girl?

- Serious thing? - I think so.

- Hey, man, that's great. - Yeah, it is, but don't worry.

She'll fix you up with something really nice.

Hey, now, I'll take care of myself.

As a matter of fact, there's this girl I just saw...

Look, you gotta drop that loner shit.

This is a new place.

Enjoy it.

- Hey, same old car, huh? - Yep. Yep, and it still runs great.

Hey, what about you?

Well, if it's not too cold, I can still turn it over.

No, come on, I mean running. You still into it?

Yeah. Yeah, every day.

- Hey, man, tell me who that... - Hey, wait a minute.

Here she comes. This is my girl.

Theresa, I want you to meet an old friend of mine, David.

- We've met. - Man, you get around.

He was lost.

Yeah, Theresa was nice enough to help me out.

Talk about coincidence.

- Guess it's a small school. - That's what I told him.

What's happening?

Oh, nothing yet. I thought we'd all do something with David.

Sure.

Hey, look, I'm... I'm gonna go. I'll talk to you later.

These your wheels?

Yeah.

I like it.

It's funky.

Yeah, but you parked on the wrong side of the lot.

How's that?

Park over here, you won't get your car scratched.

We park over here. Choice spot.

Craig: Yeah, if you like, we'll kick one of these turkeys out

and make room for you.

David: Don't bother. The walk won't hurt.

Hey, David'll run it.

Hell, he's... he's a sprinter.

That's something, huh? Craig's a diver.

Oh, yeah? Where do you work out?

Right here. His old man built the school an Olympic pool.

That's pretty convenient.

Well, let's do something.

- Sure, what? - Surfing?

No, I'm tired of that.

- Ever do any hang gliding? - No.

It's a rush. It's flirtation with death.

Nothing like it. Anyone feel up to it?

Listen, by the time we get our gliders and shit, it's gonna be too late anyway.

I guess so.

Shit. There he goes again.

David: Who's that?

Craig: Some creep named Rodney. That guy can be a real pain in the ass.

- Sure is a hell of a car. - It's disgusting.

Makes me sick even to park in the same parking lot.

- Come on, let's do something. - Sure. Think of something.

Why don't we just all drive around, show David the place?

Okay. Paul, we'll take your van.

Bruce: Hey, let's get that garbage can.

Hey, Rodney. Where's the fire?

Come on, fellas. Leave me alone.

When's the last time this thing was inspected, huh?

Looks to me like an awfully hazardous vehicle.

Paul: I wouldn't drive this car in a million years.

We'd better check it out.

First we better check the brakes.

Right.

Whoo! Whoo!

Bruce: Check brakes, no good.

David: Can someone lend me a seatbelt?

- Mark: How about reverse? - Bruce: Good idea.

Bruce: Go, baby!

Reverse works, but there seems to be a little problem with the steering.

Hey, what do you think, Craig?

- I think it needs an overhaul. - Maybe a lube job.

Trip to the graveyard.

Hey, come on, man. Let's go.

- Theresa: You're worried about something. - Mark: I guess.

- Is it about your friend David? - Why do you say that?

I don't know. It's just a feeling. Am I right?

Yeah, you're right.

I hope he fits in.

Why wouldn't he? What's he like?

When I first met him, he helped me out in a jam without even knowing me.

He's like that.

There aren't that many people left like that.

Maybe.

Hey, come on. You wanna go down to our spot on the beach?

It's kinda cold out.

- Would you rather go home? - If you don't mind.

Whatever you want.

That new guy, he's kinda cute.

Who is he?

A friend of... of Mark's.

And Bruce's.

I don't know.

He's probably got a few days left. I better move fast.

Yeah, before Bruce turns him into a scared rabbit.

You know, it's possible to ignore Bruce.

I did.

A little help from Mark?

They get to everyone sooner or later.

Bruce: Not you, lard ass.

Bruce: Keep going.

Oscar!

Bruce: See, Oscar, I knew you could do it.

Craig: Yeah!

Ugh!

Hey, Oscar!

Oscar!

Mark: Hey, David, wait up.

David? Why'd you run out?

I felt like a shower.

Hey, you really missed something, man.

You know that fat kid, Oscar?

Climbed two feet higher than he ever has before.

Guess all he needed was a little friendly persuasion.

- A little friendly persuasion? - Bruce: Hey, Oscar. Congratulations.

Doesn't it feel good to get into shape?

Craig: Don't forget, without physical exercise, you get high blood pressure.

Fat builds around the heart.

Bruce: You don't wanna die at 40, do ya, Oscar?

Ugh!

David...

look, I know what you're thinking, but you've gotta understand...

You've changed, man.