Hell High

'Brooke! I don't want you running off.

'Don't you dare go to the swamp!

'You'ii get a spanking.'

j“ all day, all day, all the children playing

j“ always, always, all the children play

j“ all night, all night, all the children sleeping

j“ all night, all night, life is but a dream j“

Come on, little Brooke, let's go.

Little Brooke, let's go to our little playhouse.

These grounds are lots of fun, little Brooke.

Let's go!

It's good to be home.

How about some lunch?

Come on, you noisy doll!

See what you made me do?

If you would just...

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Come on!

- I don't feel safe here. - How can you not feel safe?

Come on, we haven't got all day!

I don't like this place.

What's there not to like?

Come on, let's go.

Fucking bitch!

Come on!

- (Woman) Did everyone study for the test? - (Frog croaking)

Mr. Dickens, put that back!

Go back to your table!

Ribbit!

- Is everyone ready for the test? - No.

- (Woman) No. - (Man) Yeah, I...

Alright, use only no. 2 pencils, please.

Why is it always a no. 2 pencil?

Because the lead is harder.

- (Chuckling) - Not the only thing that's hard...

Esophagus.

The testes.

Ugh!

The gallbladder.

- The heart. - (Laughing)

Elizabeth! Turn back around! No talking to your neighbor!

She doesn't miss a trick.

The last organ is the spleen.

Alright, you can put your pencils down.

Mr. Dickens, you collect the papers.

Let's see if you can do one thing right.

Smiler!

I'm sorry, miss storm.

Sometimes, don't you just want to kill me?

Class, you don't understand learning, do you?

I'm here to help you, if you'll only give me a chance.

Biology is important!

I'd be embarrassed.

Get off me!

You're dead.

Class! Class, what does it take to reach you people?

She doesn't know how far I'll take this.

Mr. Dickens, file those test papers.

These test papers, ma'am?

File them.

Did you say, "file them"?

- File them. - Yes, ma'am.

They're filed.

That doesn't finish it, not by a long shot.

I'm gonna stick it to that bitch.

Damn! I'm gonna nail her ass.

Hey, what good would it do?

- Where's it gonna end? - It ends with me.

This town ain't big enough for the both of 'em.

Listen to me, couldn't we talk about this?

No, we can't talk about it.

All I want's an explanation. This whole thing doesn't make any...

You're off the team, that's all there's to it.

You're a coward.

We got a new recruit.

Hey, guys!

Hey, look, man, I don't want to fight with you anymore

cos you're a great athlete,

and you're a real man.

Although I hear that most football players are homosexuals.

Is this true?

I bet you really go for it

when you come up behind the center on each and every player, huh?

Football's for queers.

Come on, man.

Hey, Jon-Jon, I hear you quit being a football hero.

In fact, I hear you're kind of a coward.

Look, dickens, what do you want?

Well, they say you're a coward,

and they say that I'm a crazy son of a bitch no good for nothing.

Yeah? So, what's the point?

Well, we have a good time.

And we're all rejects from this place.

All they're trying to do at this school is mold us into exactly everything that we hate.

Huh!

I don't know, dickens, I heard some pretty strange things about you.

Look what they say about you.

Look, we have a good time.

Prove it to those jerk-off football players that you don't need their kind.

Why not?

What have I got to lose?

Nothing.

Well, well, well!

I'm surprised you'd even show your face around here.

Nobody quits the team!

You're a coward.

I expect you to have your uniform at my office as soon as possible.

What's going on?

Brooke, you ok?

Brooke? It's me, coach heaton.

Hey, what's wrong?

What are you doing here?

Well, uh... (Clears throat) I just thought I'd drop down and see if, uh...

What?

If you'd like to go to the game tomorrow.

You could watch the boys play. It's good for school morale.

No. No.

And then after the game, later, we could go out, and, uh...

- No. - Do anything you might like.

No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, come on!

It'd be fun!

Uh, Sandy hand told me that, uh...

You might like to get out.

I don't need to get out.

Did you have some trouble with those punk kids today?

I... I can take care of myself, thank you.

Well... (Chuckles)

Itned.

Thank god it's Friday.

Another tough day.

- So, what do you wanna do tonight? - Mm, get laid.

Aren't you ever satisfied?

Seeing coach heaton bulging down the hall really put me in the mood.

- He's so dumb, he'd never find his way in. - Or out.

I'm not sure heaton would know what to do with it if he couldn't bounce it or kick it.

You're so cute.

Hey, we ought to go down to the swamp tonight.

That place gives me the creeps.

Hey, two kids were killed down there.

What are you, scared?

That legend is a myth.

Nobody killed nobody eighteen years ago.

Not tonight, I gotta have dinner with my parents.

Dinner? With your parents?

Oh, come on!

Let's cause a little trouble.

- You're dangerous. - Maybe.

- Better not blow my future, dickens! - The future is now, man.

Oh! (Laughs)

Look, I gotta fix this bike. I'll see you guys tomorrow at the game.

Yeah, tomorrow. The football game.

- Gmm. - I'll need a ride to the game.

- Jon-Jon can pick you up tomorrow. - Yeah, sure.

Good. Dickens can tell you how to get to my house.

Ok. Bye.

- Yo! Yo, Brooke! Hey, look... - What have I hit?

Nothing. It was just me getting your attention.

Hey, you gotta try and relax!

So, you wanna take off?

No, not just yet.

Listen, did coach heaton talk to you?

- Oh, yes, he wanted me to go this silly... - Yeah, I know what he wanted.

You know, Brooke, I think you ought to go with him.

You need a change in your routine.

- I don't even like him that much. - Oh, what difference does that make?

You just need to be getting out more.

Maybe you're right.

You know, Brooke, you've lived your whole life in that house,

you've isolated yourself from the world.

It's not healthy.

Ok, ok, I'll go to this silly game. What do I care?

Well, good. Look, I'll have coach heaton call you later, ok?

- I don't care. - Alright?

'...Real soon, because they're all gonna be out real soon.

'We've got a request here...'

I'm getting an idea.

Praise the lord!

(J' Jon Shannon & Shawn Thompson: "Take me home")

J“ there's no reason to fight cos you never win

j“ I'm on the outside looking in

j“ now, he's with her right before my eyes

j“ the joke's on me, what a big surprise

j“ so, I say, "take me home"... j“

so, who are we after?

You know, if! Didn't know better, I'd say it's miss storm.

You do know better, asshole.

That is miss storm.

- We're playing with fire. - Yeah, maybe we'll get burned.

We gotta stay clear of the teachers, man. I don't wanna blow my a in biology.

Look, how far are we gonna take this?

All the way.

I don't like the stink of it.