Recover Melvin's lost Character Sheets.
Return the sheets to Melvin.
Some hero you are. Come on, I'm right here.
All right, you've got something of Melvin's. Give it up.
I'm done running. Now I beat you.
Please help us Jimmy!
You won't miss this. You can always reroll.
What game?
Eat marbles, nerd-lover!
There's no such thing as magic, dweeb.
Here, I brought you a drink!
I didn't know you played nerd-games Jimmy.
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You know how I never make any mistakes in your class, in fact, sometimes I catch your mistakes.
Do you wear it everywhere, sir?
but they're just awful. I mean really bad. I wonder who it could be.
Sweet!
It didn't come easy, I'll tell you that.
Looks like... Dr. Watts.
Though I can't say I care for the food here.
Is that what you guys are talking about huh?
Hello Edna... hello Dr. Watts.
All the time.
Ohmigod, is that the cafeteria lady over there?
I suppose my mastery of the fascinating subject of chemistry could quite affect a young woman.
Will you leave us alone?! Can't you see we're on a date here?
Oh look, it's Edna.
That one was special, but it drove away.
What is it?
You know, the science of sports dieting is very complicated... isn't that so, Mr. Watts?
Sir! I have a question about my grade. You only gave me an A, there must have been a mistake.
Drink it all. It's good stuff!
Hey look, it's Edna... let's go say hi.
Your coffee is getting cold, Wattsie.
Uhm... Edna... you seem very edgy. You may want to consider taking some sedatives or something.
I'm surprised to see you in a restaurant like this... a chef of your repute.
I'm feeling... not... good. I better go.
Nuhuhuhuhahaha!
Help! I am being beset by an economic redistributor!
Got the Candy.
Whoa... I'm... feeling a little light... headed.
I think so... let's go check.
Let's get out of here!
I mean, kids are so silly, I hate most of them, the obnoxious little brats.
Hey... is that Dr. Watts? With Edna?
Are you... like... coming up with biological experiments for the school food?
Uhm... yeah... ah... sounds like you've... ah... given it some thought.
Couldn't mistake her anywhere... who's she with?
I'm having a lot of difficulty sleeping because of this problem.
Mr. Bucket had to go to a dentist convention.
It seems a student has been leaving muffins in my class room when I'm not there
Come on!
Edna, you really do look... smashing tonight.
I'm outta here.
Hahah! Can you imagine if they did? Like if they made a mold golem or something?
Ow! Let's get out of here.
So it is.
What was that? Let's go!
Ohmigod Edna, I'm so sorry.Â*Did you like cut your face when you shaved or something?
Anyways, I must get back to my lab.
Hello Dr. Watts. Hello Edna. Lovely day isn't it?
What are you guys doing here?
Oh my dear doctor... I am very passionate in my love of chemistry.
All right, here's your money you bastard.
Don't worry about it... it's probably nothing.
Yeah, that's probably it. Have some more coffee.
Return the items to Edna.
Oh great... I have something to talk to him about.
Get Edna's items.
Go back and protect Edna's date.
Got the Sedatives.
Keep students from ruining Edna's date.
It's all I think about when I'm cooking away in my kitchen.
Oh look over there!
Lay off the sweet doubloons!
Must be... the fumes... from the... lab.
What the!? Let's go.
I'm scared! Let's get out of here, Algie!
A blue car!
You're like totally addicted huh? Well... I've got some candy, but you'll have to pay for it.
Ah! There you are. About time.
You're undermining the market economy with your lawless behavior.
Edna, what are you doing?Â*You stink like cheap perfume... like did you drink a whole bottle or something?
The food? Well... it certainly is nothing like your cooking.
Ahh, it's so great to finally be out of the kitchen!
A date?
Get out of here you little brats, before I get my cleaver
What the hell is your problem? Are you jealous of us?
Ah, the foolish infatuations of youth.
Did I ever tell you how much I admire your lab coat Dr. Watts?
Yeah, you're a scientist, you should be able to help us eat right... right?
Got the Perfume.
Get the perfume from the staff room.
Get the teachers away from the staff room.
Get some candy.
Get some sedatives.
Get back to Edna.
Do not disturb the date. Hide in the tree.
Keep students from disturbing the date.
You have hit the teachers.
Meet Edna at the Chez Louis café in the Rich Area between 3PM and 10PM.
You attacked Edna.
You did not hide in the tree in time.
Get back on the branch.
You already have chocolates. Get the rest of Edna's items.
Edna's items: ~i~/~i~
Rummage through the garbage for some sedatives.
Get the rest of the Edna's items.
The students disturbed the date.
Hahaha! I know... I've spent many years slaving away to get this good.
What are you doing here Hopkins? Get out!
Dammit, I need some candy NOW!
Oh hi Edna!
You know Edna, I was quite surprised when you asked me to have coffee with you.
the beads of sweat on your forehead and the way your lab coat clings ever so snugly to your backside.
So could you please explain to me what I did wrong?
How'd you get Dr. Watts to go out with you Edna?Â*Like did you drug him?
Anyways, Edna, maybe you could give some recipes to my mom some time?
Hahaha! That'd be so cool. It'd like shoot slime bolts out of its eyes. It'd be awesome!
Hey Edna, you know I really love the food you cook.
Oh yes. I mean no. I mean... it's obvious isn't it. Uhm....
Let's go!
It's so tasty, and I think I've gained 25 pounds of pure muscle since I started eating it.
I never knew you were interested in chemistry.
Oh yes. Me too. I imagine they'd be constantly thinking about your bald head,
Like I said, I only got an A and I always get an A+.
Child! Leave. Now!
Awful you say? Why you... ah... I mean... I don't know who it could be. Hahaha...
I've seen those before.
Your mom still cooks for you?
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Make sure you wash all that paint off, girls.
GIGGLING
Oh well... I guess I'll have to order a new one. Where did that catalog go?
You are in a WORLD of trouble young man.
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That was a fun class Miss.
Turn around and show your face, you little monster!
This is impossible!
Your room is disgraceful. You will tidy it up first thing tomorrow morning.
Hey Angie! Check this out.
You attacked Mr. Burton.
You alerted everyone of your presence.
We're being watched!
Would you be QUIET?!? I'm trying to get my beauty sleep.
Hey... show me your other pictures.
There are better ways to meet girls.
Here we go.
So soft.
Yes Miss Peabody!
There's no escape for YOU!
Have you finished your homework?
You can't see any tanlines can you?
Does he have my robot?
There's a BOY in the dorm!
OK.
I sure hope there's no math requirement for cheerleading college.
Who took my robot?
He's kinda cute though.
What's he doing in here?
Of course Miss Peabody!
Who borrowed my bathrobe? You know, I actually need it.
Girls! Please go to your rooms!
Get out of here you creep!
Oh yes Miss.
Eeek!
This is so exciting?
Oh these are nice.
I'll see you soon Jimmy.
Everybody! Calm down.
Is everything ok in there girls?
Pass me the soap.
Is it the football team?
You pervert, get out of the girls' dorm!
Yes Miss!
What's going on?
Enter the girls' dorm.
Collect the pieces of "laundry".
Escape the girls' dorm.
Take the "laundry" to Mr. Burton.
Don't get too close.
Burton will like these.
Girls, please keep quiet.
I hope these are worth all the trouble I just went through
This is the picture I'm putting into the yearbook. Does it make me look fat?
Is that Jimmy?
Everyone being good I hope?
What is going on in there?
Never realized how fancy these things were.
What is it?
I feel so clean.
Remember girls, no foolishness!
Girls! Remain calm! Please remain calm!
Don't stay up too late now.
Why do you keep worrying about being fat? You look good.
Of course Miss.
Yes, thanks for this laundry. Here's some money for your troubles.
Yeah... you're right. I'm being silly.
I think we'll have to start medicating you.
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So you came?
Yep.
I bet you think I'm funny, don't you? A laughing stock...
Not really. I mean you dress a little weird but...
Yeah. And everyone is laughing at me. All of you. At me.
What are you talking about?
Don't play dumb with me. Have you had her?
Who are you talking about?
I bet you have.
Have you had her?
What are you doing? Who?
Lola! That slut... that slut... I love.
No man.
She's cheating on me, man. I know she is.
The little slut. It's killing me. Me, dying over a broad.
Oh man, I knew this was coming.
What are you talking about?
She's with that rich kid, Gord. I know she is.
How do you know?
Will you find out for me? I can't take the suspense...
meet me at the underpass near New Coventry tonight.
We'll get evidence. Bring a camera and then we'll settle this.
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What's this Gord kid got that I ain't got?
Uh... nothing.
You think it's funny, don't you?
You think I'm a joke...
Well, my little friend, I'm the king around here.
Me!
I know. You're the king.
But my queen is a slut,
and now everybody's laughing at me.
Well, not anymore.
I'm not laughing.
Good, good, kid.
You and me, we're going to teach
young Gord to keep his dirty paws off
my woman. My queen.
Get him to the abandoned building
in New Coventry behind Union Hall.
I'll be waiting there to school that little weasel.
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Johnny?
Hey, big fella, how's it going?
Fine. Where's Johnny?
Why, are you guys dating now?
No.
Then who cares about Johnny? I'm here.
Listen, sweetie, I need a favor.
OK.
I'm meeting Tad in a while,
and I think a few of the boys might get the wrong idea.
Especially your boyfriend Johnny. He's so jealous and immature.
Do you think you could you hang around,
and make sure they don't beat Tad up while we're talking?
Do you think you could do that for me, sexy?
Yeah, I can do that.
I'm meeting Tad in the alley behind the medical center...
it's sort of a study date...
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So, Chad, honey, listen, it's just a hundred bucks.
That's nothing to a man of your means.
Oh but Lola, I'd have to steal it off of my father.
But LOLA, I thought that me and you...
Shut up, fatso.
Big-boned, not fat.
I thought you liked me! You said you did.
I do, I really do.
Some friend you turned out to be.
You must think I'm really cheap. Just a cheap slut.
Well, that's it...
No, no. No, but Lola! Wait.
Lard ass...
Ridiculous... women... look at you both. You're pathetic.
But I thought she liked me!
I don't believe this! You both better get over it.
Listen, we gotta get out of here before Johnny Vincent
sees you hanging out with his girlfriend.
Algie, you take the girl's bike. Chad, you better pedal for both of us.
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Amigo, I need your help.
Amigo?
Johnny and his goons were hassling me about Algie.
That guy's gone even crazier.
He thinks Algie is trying to put the moves on his girl.
Algie? And Lola?
I know - it's crazy - everyone knows Algie likes blondes.
Listen, find Algie, and get him back here
until Johnny comes to his senses.
Where is he?
I don't know.
I know he was working on a math project for Hattrick with Cornelius
... maybe he knows where Algie is.
Who?
Cornelius. You know... the scrawny kid in the acting club?
He did an amazing Juliet in the school play.
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Hey, good looking.
What's up?
Ooh, you're so angry, but I think you've got a softer side.
Haven't you caused enough trouble?
That's not fair. I'm a nice girl. I'm nice to everyone. Now everyone hates me.
Look, I'm sorry.
Well, OK... but now Johnny and his boys won't even speak to me.
Boys can get really jealous when they find out you've been kissing another boy.
It wasn't like that! I'm not like that!
OK.
But I left all my things in the abandoned tenements where they hang out.
My address book, my keys, my perfume, my lipstick, even my laundry.
Everything. Now I've got nothing. I don't have much money.
That's too bad.
Maybe you could get them back for me?
You want me to steal your stuff back from a bloodthirsty mob of angry greaseballs?
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Huh, there he is - my hero!
What's your problem now?
If you really cared about me, you'd fight for me.
First of all, I'm not sure I really care about you,
and second, what do you think I've been doing?
Tad fights for me, Gord fights for me, Johnny, well, he certainly fights for me.
In fact, they're all about to fight for me, right now. Everyone apart from you.
Who's fighting?
Tad and all the rich kids are coming here to fight Johnny and his boys.
All because of me. I'm like Helen of Troy.
So, there's going to be a big fight? A winner-take-all sort of thing?
Yes, everyone's involved, apart from you.
I'm Helen of Troy and you're more interested in boys called Troy!
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So, you must be pretty proud of yourself.
You taught those rich scum a lesson.
They're rich, weak bullies. It was easy.
They picked a fight with me, and I showed them who's boss.
And Gary got them to pick that fight, so maybe you'll show him, as well.
Gary's an even bigger problem. He'll have to wait.
Hey.
What's this throwback want?
A haircut? A nice strong man to cuddle up to? Who knows?
Jimmy Hopkins, right? My friend Johnny needs your help.
Then tell your friend Johnny to come and ask for it.
Nobody tells Johnny anything. Johnny Vincent does the telling.
Well, he doesn't tell me what to do.
Now beat it, greaseball, you're causing an oil slick.
I said he needs your help, man.
Do I look like a charity service?
You're gonna pay for this.
What is wrong with this place?
Everyone here either needs help, wants to beat you up, or both.
Well, you know who Johnny Vincent is though, don't you?
No, and I don't care.
He's the head of the greaser clique.
Get friendly with him, and he could help you get to Gary.
Yeah maybe... I'll tell ya something Pete, this place blows.
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I told you! I was the daddy. Got it? I'm in charge, you do what I say!
Alright... I give up... you can have her.
Who? What are you talking about Johnny?
Lola. You win. She's yours.
This has nothing to do with her, man. I don't care.
You can keep that slut for yourself.
What? You don't want her? Then why did you do this?
Why did you fight... just to prove you're tougher than me?
That's right, and don't you or your boys forget it.
I'm tougher than you, so maybe now you'll stop bullying everyone.
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Who won? Me. Jimmy Hopkins. That's who.
Who won?
You.
Who?
Jimmy Hopkins.
Correct. That's right, ladies. Me. I'm the daddy, now.
You treacherous little snake. You think you're tough, huh?
You don't need any more of this, Johnny.
You laugh at me, you turn on me, you get it on with that harlot, who I, I, love?
I'm gonna destroy you!
All right, calm down man. It's cool. You lost. No big deal. We can all be friends...
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Of course I love you Johnny.
No, you don't.
Love is complicated.
It didn't seem complicated between you and that Gordo kid. I'm gonna kill him.
Johnny! Please. We've been over that... he's sweet, but it was so, innocent.
Get off!
Oh, I love it when you get angry, Johnny. I really do. You're so... bestial.
Hey, Jimmy!
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Looking for you, Johnny.
At Lola's house?
Yeah...
Be nice to each other... you know what I like about you two...
you're both so straightforward. So quick to judge. So fast.
Ain't no one fast like me.
Really? So you could beat Jimmy in a race?
Definitely.
I heard he was pretty fast.
This little twerp? Gimme a break.
Ooh, I think we've got a little challenge. I just love challenges...
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Mr. Galloway - should you really be doing that?
Oh Jimmy. No, I suppose not, but life is unfair.
You promised Ms. Philips!
Oh, God. What kind of world do we live in
where I get punished for a minor indiscretion,
and Hattrick gets away with taking bribes from his pupils?
He does?
Yes - he sells advance copies of tests to the sons of his rich friends.
And nobody says a word.
Wait, what rich friends?
Well, Derby Harrington for one!
I can't believe he's selling tests!
What if I got evidence of him doing this?
Then I'd never need to drink again!
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Hey!
Oh, it's you.
Is that any way to greet your new boss, Harrington? Well... is it?
Hmmm, uh, no.
No, what?
No, Sir.
That's better. At ease, girls.
Listen, boss, those grease monkeys are making life very difficult for Gord.
That's because Gord was showing one of their girlfriends a good time.
Some leader you turned out to be.
Father says leadership is about looking after those you lead.
He taught me that right before he laid everyone off.
So what do you want me to do?
Send them a message, all over their dirty little slum.
Why should I?
Because you're the boss.
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I must be a better person, I must be a better person, I must be a better person.
Oh God - I am pathetic!
Hey, Mr. Galloway.
Go away. I don't want to have another group therapy session with those people.
If I have to pretend to be someone's mother one more time, I'll...
oh, hi Jimmy.
Um, what on earth are you doing here?
Ms. Philips sent me - she's really worried about you
- come on - let's get out of here.
Oh. Uh... uh... I can't right now Jimmy.
I'm late for my regression therapy as it is.
It's fantastic. I've discovered I really do hate myself.
Hattrick was right. I am a loser.
No, you're not. Don't be ridiculous. Come on.
We can't let bullies like Mr. Hattrick win.
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Hey, Miss Philips.
Hey Jimmy.
So what really happened to Mr. Galloway?
Where'd he go?
It's a sad story, but sometimes when grown-ups get upset,
they respond in the wrong ways and well,
small problems get bigger
and that's really the thing about being an adult.
Miss, I'm not five. My mom's been married five times
and I've been expelled from seven schools.
Yeah.
He's a drunk!
Stupid man couldn't control himself. Damn him!
I love him.
But that wretched ogre Hattrick guilt-tripped him
into committing himself into the asylum to get dried out.
If only someone could get in there, and tell him to get out.
I'll take care of him.
Why don't you go?
Because that loveless scumbag Hattrick told them not to let me in.
Said I was a bad influence.
Don't you worry Miss. I'll get him out.
OK. Meet me near the asylum tonight.
I'll be there.
And Jimmy -
Yes, Miss Philips?
It's Ms., not Miss.
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Oh Gord, you really know how to treat a girl.
Oh Gord, you and your cheap thrills.
Who's that guy who keeps following us?
Hey there hot stuff.
I knew it, I just knew it!
Well...
OK, I think you're getting it.
I know a better place... let's go.
I see where this is going you little strumpet.
What was that? Did you hear something?
No no... the hooks are in the back.
You not done? Get me those pictures.
Do not leave Bullworth Town.
Sure does. Whatcha gonna do with me?
Who's that skulking around over there?
Easy there sailor... you think I'm that easy?
A stalker! How exciting!
Yeah. It's a little stuffy in here and I'm going home. See ya'.
Not for too much longer I hope.
Hahaha... I'm coming to get you baby.
Hey you! Are you spying on us?
You didn't take enough pictures.
Come over here you little vixen.
Just you wait and see.
Kissy kissy baby.
You're loving it baby.
Looks like I caught you Lola.
Come on, I'm dying here. Could you get the pictures?
Hey there, Gord-baby.
I told you to get some pictures, Jimmy. Pictures.
Evening chaps. My date and I need a little privacy if you know what I mean... mind helping us out?
... but... but... oh well.
Here are the pictures, Johnny. Lola's a bit of a slut it seems.
Look, that creep's been following us.
Return the photos to Johnny.
Don't let them see you.
Take photos of Lola holding hands and getting gifts from Gord.
Take photos of Lola kissing and holding hands with Gord.
Take photos of Lola kissing and getting gifts from Gord.
Take photos of Lola kissing, holding hands, and getting gifts from Gord.
Take a photo of Lola getting gifts from Gord.
Take a photo of Lola holding hands with Gord.
Take a photo of Lola kissing Gord.
Take the pictures to Johnny.
None
Are you sure you've done this before?
I don't think so... but I do feel a little... exposed.
You left Bullworth Town.
Like this.
Sure thing.
I can see you. I know you're there.
It's getting kinda hot in here, don't you think?
Greaser Respect +5
You attacked Gord.
You attacked Johnny.
You attacked Lola.
Photograph Gord giving Lola a gift.
Photograph Lola and Gord holding hands.
Photograph Lola and Gord kissing. ´Õ ú3t 5 ût ] 9 v ‰ €– ¡ Ÿ— Á ðbº Í óÜ ñ óý þ M Œ= y ÄŽ!¡ &DàÍ ¼Öœí ¿¾ UgàE ^ªày ™™ 5Q&á ¯’G C¥‹1 ¨:ª6U n7y ô7 ‹3²7¹ ÓJ´7Ñ àÑÕ7í ö™Ö7 èW÷7M ¦ø7i ÒØ8¡ |«;8 g8- ãÙ¢8q 1^> [#{C½ ÚKÝHÙ ÞKÝH cMÝHY R• °{ŠVá ±{ŠV ´{ŠVI DEaq £¸da‘ æ€n™ 8ÅnÅ “RÇn ûUèn ÐO o- Õ’ o= P‰qoe ðÇr™ ·5u± КœuÉ 8áuá e•^zù ¢N*z! YR {M 4Í« 0 Ø BD
Yeah ok Johnny.
I won't let you get away with this.
That's my bike you common scum. I want it back!
No! Cousins are legal... oh... you mean Lola?
Sure thing Johnny.
Lead Gord to Johnny at the bike park.
Ahh... I got some of that burning hatred out of my system. Here's your cash... now scram.
Yeah. My woman. Now you pay.
What's all that ruckus? Let's get out of here.
Get him!
Stop now... and I won't report this.
Thanks Jimmy. You're a good kid you know. Here's your money... see you around.
Give me back my bike!
Bike Park unlocked.
You ran out of time.
You're losing Gord. Go back for him.
Johnny was knocked out.
Well hello Gord. Seems like you've been messin' where you ought not.
What is he doing with my bike? Stop! Thief!
Find Gord in Bullworth Town.
Prep Respect -5
Greaser Respect +5
Help Johnny beat up the preps.
Provoke Gord and get him to follow you.
You have lost Gord.
Gord was knocked out.
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Chad. Step on it!
You can thank me for saving you later, but I seriously can't be seen with you losers.
Leave me alone you brutes!
Uhm... no.
Crazy kids!
You're worried about YOUR reputation?
But... but... I was just helping Lola study. Honestly. I'm so scared.
Good, I'm getting tired. Give me a minute to catch my breath.
Guys! They're over here!
Algie, you're in soooo much trouble with Johnny Vincent and his boys.
Is that Algie.... On a girl's bike?
Good job Jimmy... you do have your uses after all.
Watch out!
Come on! We know you know where he is.
Yeah I believe you, but Johnny's not quite so reasonable.
Oh wonderful! You found him!
Anyways, you're in luck. Earnest sent me to get you out of here.
Well, thanks for all the help Jimmy. Perhaps you could come over to the observatory and play a game or two of Grottos and Gremlins with us sometime?
I was hoping you'd say that
We've been building this Jimmy. You might find it useful.
Algie
You're not getting away with this, I'm getting Johnny!
I'm outta here!
Where is Algie, you walking beanpole?
You guys, take care of this pathetic excuse for a human being.
Shut up Gary. You guys get Algie and bring him to me at the clubhouse.
Oh thanks so much Jimmy. Hey. I was lying when I told Johnny that Algie is at the pizza parlor. You've got to go help him!
It's a trap! It's a trap!
Would it help if I got off and pushed?
We're nearly there Jimmy, just hold them off a little longer.
Cornelius was knocked out.
Algie was knocked out.
Earnest was knocked out.
You attacked the nerds.
Chad
Cornelius
Greaser Respect -15
Nerd Respect +5
Help meee! Please! Anybody!
There they are, on those bikes!
Oh damn.
Don't worry about it, but we should get back to the library.
YOU!!!
What? Well he's gotta be around here somewhere. Lets go find him
Get lost! This ain't none of your business!
I found them guys! They're over here.
He's at the pizza parlor, ok? Please let me go now...
You guys, you take care of these two losers.
Here they come - I'll hold them off, just try not to crash into anything, Chad.
I told you he knew where Algie was.
One down!
I think we've lost them.
Look around for Cornelius.
Defend Cornelius from the greasers.
Travel to Algie in New Coventry.
Hold off the greasers.
Take Algie to Earnest. `çQ ó+R €– u Ûš¹ • m£º ¥ t*Ü µ ÆÈÿ á €ù - ‘> q y› &Õ½Ù S%à s1á9 †;I ¦ &u 0Q&µ á©jÕ oõŒ ñy®µ ¯Õ
uhm.. ah... taking out the trash?
... I just love wrecking things with my hammer.
Use Norton's hammer to get some of Lola's items.
You got Lola's Lipstick.
Return the items to Lola.
Norton
That's right greasebag. You know smoking's bad for your health.
Boys! It's Jimmy! Back me up.
Maybe I do, but this time I really mean it.
Looks like that's what I have to do.
Whoa! What are you doing here?
Get Lola's Perfume.
Collect Lola's items.
You got Lola's Keys.
"[angry] ""What are you doing here?"
[snore]
Get Lola's Lipstick.
Greaser Respect -15
Find a way to knock down the walls.
Get Lola's Keys.
You got Lola's Perfume.
:tri: Enter Tenements
You got Lola's Address Book.
You attacked Lola.
Defeat Norton.
You got Lola's Laundry.
Get Lola's Address Book.
Get Norton's sledgehammer.
Whoa... what... who's that?
Alright just keep sleeping you jerk... I'll find something else to do.
Thanks honey. You're great.
Hey Ricky, could you get me... hey! Hopkins?!?
Get Lola's Laundry.
"[mutter] ""... oh baby... come over here."
I'm gonna smoke your ass with my boot.
I bet you say that to all the boys.
Leave the Tenements.
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There's some get 'em!
Let's go around here.
You're going down!
Get that scum.
Where's Johnny?
Thanks man!
Hahaha no... I'll enjoy the work out. Just make sure he doesn't interfere.
Don't let Peanut get away.
Get back to New Conventry and find Peanut.
All right men. This is it. Time to show those lowlife scum their proper place.
If you don't stick it out, I'll make sure no good school will ever accept you.
Don't worry Jimmy, I got your back.
All right Gord, back me up.
Where is everybody? Help!
Let's go!
Say your prayers bitch!
Defeat the greasers.
Get him!
Get outta here!
Finally you show some balls.
You bastards are all going down.
You ain't making it out of here alive.
The guy who's gonna kick your ass.
911 is a joke!
He can try.
Get back to New Conventry and find Peanut.
Look around for Peanut.
Get back to the alleyway.
You ran from the fight.
Help me!
Go! Get to Johnny, we'll cover your back.
I'm done with you chumps! Now tell me where Johnny is so I can finish him off!
You sure you don't want us to help you with them, Johnny?
Come on!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Somebody please help me!
Damn... cops here too.
Johnny, first I'm taking out your bitches, then I'm coming straight for you.
I know where he is, but I ain't telling you nothing!
He who?
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That's really nice.
See I told you those guys aren't all jerks.
Awh... whenever I go outside I get beat up... and snowballs thrown at me.... I hate winter.
To make it a little more interesting for everyone we've hidden them all around town.
The risk reward ratio only adds to the enjoyment, my young poor friend.
... so Harrington House has purchased Christmas presents for the student body. m7 ¶ü‘7 :þ<8I ÂÆn© ½€æn µooM 4Í« @ 8 BD
Just great.
Hello Miss.
Go to the Principal's Office.
Would Jimmy Hopkins please come to the Office, Jimmy Hopkins to the office.
I know. You are very lucky your mom is so nice. You may go now.
I'll make this quick. Your mom has sent you a Christmas present.
Oh there you are, Jimmy. 8N ¾M— ¸ý'! ýÔ5E õå7• 0ÄnÝ j¶o% 4Í« ˜ 3 BD
That wasn't very nice Johnny. Not nice at all.
Worm.
Are you getting tired of this yet Johnny?
I'm still going to beat you.
You've got a lot of payback coming.
Hahahaha!
You never should've touched her.
Hey... this is supposed to be off.
Jimmy I want to help, but I can't get by these guys!
Scum.
Watch out Jimmy.
I'm turning the magnet off.
Lure Johnny under the magnet.
Take out the greasers.
You'll learn to keep your hands off my girl.
Defeat Johnny Vincent.
How do you like that greaseball?!
Right in the face!
Better start running!
Who left the magnet on?
I'll show you! I'll show everybody!
One more down!
Jimmy's MY friend!
I told you I was the Daddy. Got it?
Dog.
You're nothing but dirt Jimmy.
You got busted.
Fighting Johnny Vincent
Get back on the Bike: ~i~
How do you like that?
All right... I give... she's yours.
This has nothing to do with her. I don't care. Keep her. She's yours.
Come on Johnny, aren't you going to finish me off?
All right boys, good work... I got him where I need him.
All right Johnny, I ain't running any more.
Forget the cops, we're going to settle this now.
You maggot!
Hey Jimmy! Help me get to the crane!
Johnny
Fight Johnny Vincent.
Outrun the cops.
Don't let Johnny get away.
You're lucky Jimmy... I'll kick your ass later.
That's all of 'em! I'm getting to the crane!
Hahaha! That's what you get for messing with Jimmy!
Let's see how you do in an even fight.
You're nothing.
Jimmy! Can you get rid of these greaseballs!
I'm coming for you!
He's gonna get all of you greaseballs!
I'll teach you to laugh at me. %J c 5 ËMv A "Å– q mÞ˜ ‘ RÚ¹ ¹ ÛÛ¹ É ×_Û í óçÛ á«ý M ©þþ Y ¾ŽBm ùЖ zŒ´± †í- Í Û¨Ïý ‡› ¢“½A D%Y ¡N&u ŸNG‘ ÒžH¹ šÒhÍ iå ·Ýi âëj xb² 9 «â'M gð,i é7‰ *7¥ ®y²7Í Ò…³7 {YÖ7Q +8 m8½ 'w<8ñ 1»<8 X/¤@- /Š–M9 ó•àOU è *ci ¤€n‰ ¨ïn½ ôâ¡nñ ´çn) –ì,oU µooi ^“´o ƒ*µoµ ¡µoá 4Í« @ BD
"Heh-heh, look at 'em!"
Check it out! They're coming
The fuzz! Let's go!
Oh no, we're in trouble now.
Get outta here! The cops!
Hahaha! Now we're in for it. Hahaha! LOSER!
It's the cops! Run.
Oh crap, now we're in for it. Hehe. kb ŽÉF ìÛ÷7A !º]8Y ׊Æny MŠçn™ ª,oÍ +úooå 4Í« @ x BD
Sometimes, I like to take it slow.
Haha! Watch out for falling trees.
Come on, we're leaving.
I hope so Jimmy.
3! 2! 1! Go!
All right Jimmy... you won... of course, my bike wasn't tuned right. I'm gonna head to the shop and do some work on it.
Ready boys? Time to really prove you can race!
He's so dreamy.
You hit Lola.
Wow Jimmy you're fast. Are you always that fast?
Lola now likes you.
Greaser Respect -15
More bike talk? I'll meet you guys later.
Look where you're going dumbass!
See you around, Lola. êY˜ *!) ÿë- Q ì- m ÎàH 2i‘ Q$j ›E¯A ²¬)U Eų7i ’µJ¡ ¥ŽW¹ ¹w£nÑ ) o žïMo% 4Í« T ˆ 1 BD
On your marks...
And HOPKINS wins!! Nice job Jimbo.
Hopkins wins!
Everybody get set...
That's why I'm here.
BMX Helmet unlocked.
3... 2... 1... Go!
Yeah, there are sign up sheets outside.
All right, get ready.
Hey kid... just so you know, there are more races coming up.
Stage 2 Race unlocked.
Stage 3 Race unlocked.
Stage 4 Race unlocked.
Stage 5 Race unlocked.
Stage 6 Race unlocked.
Stage 7 Race unlocked.
Bullworth Academy Race complete.
Bullworth Town Races complete.
Sure.
Come to do some racing?
When are these races?
OK cool
Good luck. You'll need it...
New Coventry Races complete.
Bike Helmet and Jersey unlocked.
Just meet the other racers after school, in the alley behind the boxing ring.
Just meet the other racers after school, in the alley behind the theater.
Just meet the other racers after school, in the alley by the junk yard.
Just meet the other racers after school, in the school parking lot.
So you think you've got a few more races in you huh?
Well, you've come to the right place.
Just put your name down on this list.
Since you only have one win, you'll have to compete in this neighborhood.
The more races you win, the more neighborhoods you can race in.
Just meet the other racers after school, in the alley behind the boxing ring.
Racing league
Old Bullworth Vale
Bullworth Town
New Coventry
School grounds
Every night. Just sign up before hand.
You ready to race?
The winner is James Hopkins!
You here for the race?
Oh yeah?
Hey, there are races every night if you're interested, sign up sheet's outside.
Can I help you with anything?
Which course would you like to race on this time?
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Hey! Only athletes are allowed in here.
Hmm... maybe I can use this to my advantage.
Thanks. I'll be sure to visit you often.
What, war footage and natural disasters doesn't do it for you?
Enough talking. Let's fight.
Why not, I can always use this place to crash.
It's a pretty cool game... it's all about killing things and taking their stuff.
Let's.
I always said I'd give my bottle rocket launcher to whoever beat Fatty's high score. Here, take it.
Never! Malker the Brute will never allow it!
What are you doing here? You can't join our party.
What was it called? Grottos and Gremlins or something like that?
Whatever. I'm better than any of you losers.
Dude, that's my sister you're talking about.
OK you won. I guess you can use the clubhouse.
Get back to the nerd hangout.
This sucks. There's never anything good on TV.
What's going on sir?
Oh yeah? How about we beat you in a game of dodgeball?
Beat Fatty's ConSumo high score of 1,010 lbs.
You lost the tournament.
You left the club meeting.
You guys having fun?
I want you gone. Get lost.
Sounds good, how about you introduce me some time?
Alright, I won. Give me my prize.
No no no! You can't use diplomacy to make the elf princess do that.
Hey! What are you doing here?
... man she was nice looking.
I'm here to beat you up and evict you.
Give him a chance. Let him join if he can beat Fatty's ConSumo high score.
Nice place you guys have found. I think I'll take it.
Get rid of all the Greasers.
Get rid of all the Preppies.
Get rid of all the Jocks.
Get rid of all the Dropouts.
You've got a new hideout.
New Save Location~n~unlocked.
Get rid of all the Nerds.
You've earned~n~the Townie's Hangout.
You've earned~n~the Greaser Hangout.
You've earned~n~the Jock Clubhouse.
You've earned~n~the Nerd Clubhouse.
You've earned~n~the Beach Clubhouse.
You failed to take over the club house.
You've earned~n~the Boxing Outfit.
You shouldn't fight in the store.
The Bottle Rocket Launcher is available in your room.
Thanks, I might check it out.
Uhm... there's a little problem. Your parents have to be members of the board for you to be eligible.
Of course I can.
Yeah... hey... what are you doing in here?
The club meeting is downstairs. Go ahead.
Tell you what old chap, we'll give you that old abandoned beach house. Should be nice once you clean it up.
What do you want Hopkins?
You shouldn't fight the nerds.
You lost the match to the Jocks.
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Whoa dude, you got some balls talking like that. But alright, let's do this. ð D 4Í« ô ( BD
What, war footage and natural disasters doesn't do it for you?
This sucks. There's never anything good on TV.
I want you gone. Get lost.
Nice place you guys have found. I think I'll take it.
What do you want Hopkins? ‚èº ›ÂE %x²7y ‡i¤8™ f¶oÕ 4Í« ° H BD
Hey! Only athletes are allowed in here.
Thanks. I'll be sure to visit you often.
Whatever. I'm better than any of you losers.
Dude, that's my sister you're talking about.
OK you won. I guess you can use the clubhouse.
Oh yeah? How about we beat you in a game of dodgeball?
Sounds good, how about you introduce me some time?
Hey! What are you doing here?
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I can't believe he beat you. Wow.
I always said I'd give my bottle rocket launcher to whoever beat Fatty's high score. Here, take it.
Now this is pretty cool. Ò˜ ÇY, ) U$¿‘ 4Í« ( BD
Maybe but my daddy only has more mistresses than yours.
You? Yes, we do mind as a matter of fact.
Hello gentlemen, mind if I join you?
My trust fund is bigger than your trust fund.
Well, I'm staying so you better get the hell out of here then. Ö /ý²7= v]8m '¯n• ¾v-oÉ 4Í« ¬ 2 BD
Hopkins?
I've got daddy's checkbook with me.
Really? I'll take that pompous bastard down a notch.
You looking for math help too, son?
Yeah, did you bring the goods?
Hey... what are you doing there?
Top dollars for top grades... makes sense to me.
Bye bye, fatty!
And as for you Galloway, there better not be anything to that drinking business.
You guys looking for something?
... as he so richly deserves.
Don't worry. He'll be here soon, I'm sure.
And to think I trusted you, Hattrick. You're fired.
Don't skulk around kid, come over here.
Is that so? Then you might want to look at these.
Of course. I trust you have my fee?
Richly doesn't begin to describe it.
That bastard's trying to rat on us!
To get evidence, climb onto the auto-shop rooftop.
Quickly, take a photo of the prep selling tests.
To get more evidence, go to the school gym.
Hide in the pool stands.
Take a photo of the prep and jock together.
Follow the prep.
Take a photo of the prep and Mr. Hattrick together.
Return the photos to Mr. Galloway.
What's this?
Yeah, do you have the tests?
See you at midterms.
What are you looking at peon?
You know he drinks on school grounds. Think of the children, Dr. Crabblesnitch.
Alright, I'll pay. You drive a hard bargain.
But I... I... I... Oh.
I sure hope he shows up. I need to get my grade up.
Do you have my cash?
Yes I am.
What? You took pictures?
Thanks for the cash chaps.
Greetings. Did you chaps bring the money?
Drinking? I will terminate the employment contract of any staff member found corrupting children. Morality is the most important lesson we can teach the youth.
It's that fat, evil hypocrite selling test answers to rich kids. Fire him!
I have the pictures and a copy of the test sir. Seems Hattrick's selling tests to almost everyone.
You didn't get any pictures Jimmy? Oh.
There you are sir.
Money money! Hahahaha!
Why do we need these tests? I just copy my work from you guys.
You didn't take the picture in time.
You were spotted.
You attacked Mr. Galloway. n1 ¤‚u ¬¹ 5 è'Ü m ölý • wþ ¹ (þþ Ý U! Û˜C% î- y #›ß d³Á Ê%ñ £ÓG) ÊHU L§‹ ^p*µ g³*Ý µ «1 ¶ «1= · «1q ¸ «1¡ ¹ «1½ º «1í » «1 ¼ «19 ð7a "º²7q ,ïò7‘ ®8™ $º]8± ±€^8Õ ÜL_8) æŽ_8] Û•ny pÚn± £1£nÉ †.ÄnÙ DÅnù MÃÅn [ÎçnI (2-oñ ùfMoA FOo© 8poÕ cÖ´oí iZµo é@±zM ê@±zu ë@±z 4Í« Ô BD
Get back to New Coventry.
Tagging unlocked
Greaser Respect -15
Prep Respect +5
I've been messin' around, for sure, but I'm quite good at it. What's it to ya'?
Somebody's gonna get their freakin' legs knocked out.
Travel to New Coventry.
Lay down your tag.
Lay down 5 greaser insult tags in New Coventry.
Spray a greaser tag.
You can now buy spray at the grocery store.
Buy some spray paint at the grocery store.
You need more spray.
You ran out of time.
Tags: ~i~
Lay down some greaser insult tags.
Complete the tags on the rooftops for a big payoff.
Who could ever call this art?
You can't buy any more spray.
You left New Coventry. £*Ž õEx ! ˆN55 ‹N5M =ÿ²7a x ‚8µ ªùFñ «ùF ¬ùF% *ùFY ®ùFq ¯ùF¡ °ùFÑ ±ùFé ²ùF ,úF .úF9 oŽÆnq \Ü |• ]Ü |¹ 4Í« p 2 BD
The Watcher! The Watcher has awoken!
Ooh! A newcomer. How exciting.
I'm sorry, visiting time is over.
Go on... get in there.
Awh man... I better check that out.
What just happened?
Move along.
Did I tell you my theory about the Florida election?
Don't try to be tough and insult us kid.
Thank you so much.
Get moving.
I should probably break that up.
"The Watcher! He watches everything we do, waiting for just the right moment. Please save us."
Jimmy, I really appreciate this. Thank you.
Let's be friends... but don't anger the watcher.
Maybe you can protect me from the Watcher.
A visitor? From the sky. Are you here to save us from the Watcher?
Man, the last thing we need is some sort of Watcher stampede again.
Alright, back to your rooms!
I think I'll just follow you for a while.
Don't worry Miss.
Jimmy! I'm glad you made it.
Gally-bear?
Are you off to the Blaydon races?
What are you doing?
Hey... wanna buy some Nigerian yellow cake?
Alarm! Alarm! They're breaking out!
Get back in there.
What's that commotion?
Don't let the orderlies spot you or you'll be thrown off the property.
Travel to the asylum.
Sneak through the asylum and find Mr.Galloway.
Find a back way out of the asylum.
Find a way onto the asylum grounds.
:tri: Lower the Ladder
Get inside the asylum without being spotted.
Escape the asylum.
Destroy the statue's power source without being seen.
Meet Ms. Philips near the asylum.
You're supposed to be sneaky.
Me too. I'm so happy to have my Gally-bear back.
What's going on over there?
It's the patients' 'outside time'... get them some fresh air and all that. Now run along.
Very well sir... please follow me to the front desk.
Flee! Flee to save your souls!
What are you talking about?
I'll just follow you around because I'm crazy.
Please hurry... and try to talk some sense in to him. I'll be waiting for him at the asylum gates.
Get going... go go go.
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Aah, Hopkins, good to see you.
Make it quick, Earnest.
Now, as our new leader, I have something I need you to do for me.
What?
I mean... look, do you want to take down the jocks or what?
Of course I do.
Yes, well I have a plan.
OK, what is it?
Well - what I need are some inappropriate pictures
of someone they care about.
You want pictures?
Yes - it's a complicated plan alright,
I need some naughty pictures of that Mandy girl.
I'm sure you do, but what does that got to do with this?
Well this... this is purely for the purposes of this plan.
I'm not like that at all.
You want me to get incriminating pictures of the head cheerleader,
just for your plan?
The kind of pictures that could land me in jail, or worse?
It's not easy being the boss.
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I may be a loser but at least I've got loser friends to hang out with.
Whatever.
We wouldn't let you into our gang, Pete,
because you're weird!
Weird! Look at you!
You've got a weak bladder.
Hey, Algie, I need some help.
I've got a plan to take over these jock scum.
Hey, Jimmy.
Hey.
So what do you say, Algie?
Us? Help you?
Yeah. Think of everything
I've done for you since I got here!
You? You're like a bouncer.
We're a bit above helping people like you...
I mean get real. Durr... pee stain!
Now you need my help!
Damn.
Well, you know what you've
got to do now, don't you?
What, beg?
No... get to Earnest.
He runs that clique with a rod of iron.
You get him on your side,
and you've got the rest of them eating
out of the palm of your hand.
How? By joining the trigonometry club?
No - that would never work.
You've got to show him who's boss.
You might be on to something.
See you later.
Hey, wait, Jimmy...
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Oh, here he is! Mr. Big.
Oh, can't you just get lost!
Or help?
We're trying to get out of here.
Come on, muscles, we've not got long!
What are you talking about?
The jocks are coming! To kill us!
Oh, thanks to you and your sordid little pictures.
You wanted them! You're the sicko!
A healthy interest in sexual matters
is natural during puberty, bud.
That's why I was having those dreams.
Anyway, this is not important right now...
I am about to die. We all are!
When are they coming?
What about your famous defense system?
Oh, it's broken OK...
Can't you fix it?
I need a bit of time... but we
have no time. We're dead! Dead!
I love you my friends!
Look, you fix it, I'll hold up the jocks.
Now where's that gun thing?
Get out here you sickos!
We're coming in you dorks!
We're ready for you nerds!
DOOMED! These feelings are natural,
and I'm about to die for them!
Just go fix the defense system
and I'll take care of the goons.
Come on you wimps!
We're coming to get you!
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Oh, hey Jimmy.
Hey, Pete.
Yo Jimmy, I'm over here.
Gimme five, dude.
Ahh, no.
Yeah, well, cat, looks like your homies
took care of some lames for us.
What are you talking about?
Don't get fresh wit' your homies!
Can you please talk normally?
This is my normal style of rapping, bro.
Alright. Enough. WHAT'S MY QUEST?
Ah right. Salutations, Sir James.
It seems my clever brethren have taken control of the funhouse at the carnival.
Well done... all that education and now you run a fun house. Genius.
You simple-minded, noble foot soldier!
The football team is going to be there this afternoon.
You could really cause them some problems.
OK, explain it to me on our way over.
There's not much to explain, just access the control rooms
through the maintenance doors... then do your thing.
Cool.
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Hey Jimmy... I've had a brilliant idea. Another one.
Many are called, but few are chosen.
Luckily for you - I've chosen you to help me carry out this little masterpiece.
My finest work!
What are talking about, you lunatic?
I'm talking about what we're always talking about, amigo.
About bullying the bullies.
About my favorite dish - revenge!
Revenge! Against who?
Who do you think? The football team!
Those over-developed, under-brained lords of our little manor,
reduced to a bunch of sniveling wretches.
Bowing down to my...
You mean OUR.
I meant our superiority.
Us, ruling, like gentlemen, over the peasants.
Us?
Us, yes, you ruling, of course... me offering some sage advice,
doing all the thinking, that sort of thing.
Merlin to your King Arthur!
Whatever... what's the plan?
Well, first we need you to get the school mascot costume.
And how do you suggest I do that?
Well, go follow them, wait for us to distract the gorillas!
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Yes, Candy from Ohio, you would be a fair queen for me,
in that little thong and with those massive piles of silicone.
Initially you'd think, 'Who's that handsome stranger?'
Then I'd walk into the bar,
impress you with my suave-ity... errr,
my suave-ability... err how suave I was.
I'd look up and say, 'What's a nice girl like you, doing in a place like this?'
And you'd say, 'Take me to the hay barn...'
Hey Earnest.
What's that you're reading?
Nothing, nothing... just some, some history homework.
Cool. Can I see?
It's personal.
Personal history? Sounds interesting.
Err, yes, well, you wouldn't understand...
anyway, listen the big game is today.
Operation Trojan Cow is ready to proceed.
Operation Trojan Cow?
It's my master plan!
My spies have already been gathering the information
that will bring about the downfall of the jocks at this school.
So I guess I'll be needing this.
Does this work?
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The thing is Pete... now that I'm cool,
I'm not sure we can be friends any more...
What!?
I'm messing with you.
Real funny Jimmy. Well, when you're done with this place
a career on the stage awaits,
maybe, maybe like a male stripper or something, huh!
What?
So umm... what about Gary?
I haven't seen him, but whenever I hear
somebody say I used to be a girl and had a sex change,
or that my mother slept with Crabblesnitch to get me in here,
I think to myself...
Gary!
What a jerk. You know he even called me a dork.
Well I guess he's not always wrong.
Is that what you really think?
Whatever, Jimmy.
You know I stand up for you and you still think I'm a dork.
You're a jerk.
And you're a dork so we're equal.
Whatever, I'm leaving.
Ugghh!
Now maybe next time you'll watch where you're going.
What did you do that for?
Oh, I'm sorry, psycho, did I hit your boyfriend?
Yeah, psycho. You gonna try to kick our asses now?
No. I think I'll do that more publicly.
Oh, I'm really scared right now, I'm really scared.
I take down line backers every day, pal.
Whatever pretty boy, you'll get yours.
Yeah, we'll see about that.
Go have some fun in the communal showers...
oooh I just dropped my soap... please pick it up for me!
Losers!
Petey get up ...
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Maybe now you'll listen to me.
Here, here just take it.
You're just like everyone else, picking on the little man.
I'm not like everyone else, honestly.
Now listen. We both want the same thing...
to teach those jocks a lesson.
From now on we're buddies.
You have a funny way of showing friendship!
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Earnest, what are you doing? Give it up, dork. You work for me now.
You're pathetic. You've defeated my weakest compadres.
You've just met your match!
I want us to be friends! I need your help!
I've had friends like you -
the kind who treat you like dog muck on their shoes.
No thanks, bud.
Come on!
It's my brains against your brawn.
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That's right, losers!
Yeah!
Ah Jimmy! You did it, you did it!
I'm king of the school!
You beat them all in front of everybody.
Thanks for your help, Petey.
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Who is that gimp?
Yeah... who is that gimp?
Oh it's that little squirt Hopkins.
Yeah, that squirt Hopkins.
You're dead Hopkins.
Yeah, dead Hopkins.
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Hi.
Hey.
I know. It's funny.
I'm the girl in the dirty pictures. Ha ha.
What are you talking about?
Don't pretend you don't know.
Everybody knows...
Knows what?
There's posters of me all over town.
Oh, those.
Now everyone thinks I'm a slut.
Great. My parents will be so proud.
I'll probably get expelled.
Look, it could be worse...
How?
How exactly could it be worse?
I mean, sure, I've been a bitch at times,
been nasty, but I don't deserve this...
My life is over.
I mean I've always wanted
to be a model, but not like this.
Everybody's laughing at me.
I can't bear it.
Everybody's always laughing at me.
Well, maybe you're not as insecure as I am.
OK, I just wanted to be popular...
and now everybody hates me.
Well I guess I deserve it.
I'll tell you what, you wait here.
I'll get rid of those posters for you...
or at least cover them up.
Would you? I'd do it myself,
but I can't deal with it.
I'm really losing it here.
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Here you go.
Oh Jimmy, what took you so long? Thanks.
No problem.
Oh man, I can't believe this! My first time with a teacher...
Aww man, this is gonna be great!
Hey Jimmy. What are you doing here?
Nothing... what are you doing here?
Well - it's a little awkward.
But since you've been such a good friend to me...
Ms. Philips, she's asked me... me, of all people... she...
can you believe... she's asked me on a date!
Wait, she asked you? I think you're mistaken.
Ahh, what?
Yeah... I mean,
I think there's been some sort of mistake.
You sure you haven't been hittin' the bottle again?
No... I mean, yes, I am sure.
Well OK then.
Hitting the bottle...
Lionel, you came... you look great.
So do you, Deidre.
Thank you.
Wait.... wha...?
Jimmy! What are you still doing here?
Ahhh, what do you mean?
This boy is an angel! He's been magnificent.
And he is so cute!
Cute... nice.
Come on, Lionel, let's go.
Bye Jimmy.
Jimmy - you should get back to school.
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Jimmy... you've interrupted me...
Oh - sorry.
Don't worry about it.
Can I see?
Sure - take a look -
I think I have finally caught the essence of what it means to be a banana.
I really feel my work is moving forward.
Here's the thing... art is lost on me. I've always been more into music.
You know, having thoughts for another really makes your work glow.
How do you mean?
When people do things, incredible things,
when people blossom and grow, that really moves me.
You know what I mean.
Not really...
I'm in love Jimmy, and I want to make tonight very special.
Would you mind going to collect a few things, while I work my muse out?
A dress, some perfume and my pearl necklace from the jewelers,
not too much... I must look my best tonight.
Tonight! Wow... of course! Is this legal?
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You are in a WORLD of trouble young man.
Did you get the sketches done for the dance yet?
Ohmigod this is disgusting! I'll have to go change. Ohmigod.
Mandy what happened? You're a mess.
Don't touch me you perverted twisted sicko peeping Tom creepy son of a bitch!
Are you in there, Karen?
What did I come to do here again?
Oh yeah, the sketches for the dance.
Me neither. That's like soooo weird.
You attacked Mandy.
You were spotted by Mandy
You attacked Earnest.
Yeah, I bet.
I've got some nice pictures for you.
Ok.
Hopkins I see you there! You're so not getting away with this.
Oooh... I can't wait to see them. I'm an avid student of anatomy you know.
Can't wait to get out of these clothes.
Why does this stuff always happen to me?
No, I'm over here. Come check this out.
Get out of here you sleazy sick slimy pig! Get OUT!
Keep trying. Maybe one day you'll get it.
Maybe it's because you're such a bitch?
Ah, much better... now I'm ready to dazzle everyone with my charisma and popularity again.
Jock Respect -5
Don't get too close.
This is soooo annoying.
Get out of here you creep!
Where did they go? It's like there is a thief in the laundry room or something.
You pervert, get out of the girls' dorm!
Get some pictures of Mandy.
Return the pics to Earnest at the library.
Return to the pictures to the library.
Enter the girls' dorm.
Get one more photo.
This is much better. I hope it doesn't make me smell like a nerd.
Fine fine fine! I'll go get the stuff for you in the bathroom.
Ah, much better... now I'm ready to dazzle everyone with my charisma and popularity again.
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Go away Jimmy!
Open the security door.
Earnest! The air compressor is malfunctioning!
Hey, losers, mind telling me where your fearless leader is?
You better tell me where Earnest is.
Alert! Barbarians at the gate!
Leave us alone! Bully!
Where's Earnest?
What are you even doing here Jimmy?
I invented that!
Forget it Hopkins! You're not getting in without the key-code.
Awake! Awake! We are under attack!
Jock Respect +5
Nerd Respect -100
Ok, ok... it's 1138.
Enter the observatory.
Hey, can you tell me where Earnest is?
Fall back!
Your door is gone Earnest! Now I'm coming for YOU!
Hey guys, I need to know where Earnest is.
He's at the observatory, but don't tell him I told you.
Destroy the transformer.
Observatory Door
Get the key-code from Thad.
It's our brains against your brawn and we'll win!
Leave now Jimmy and spare yourself!
"The observatory, he went to the observatory."
Pull back! There's too many of him!
Ask the nerds about Earnest's whereabouts.
Get on the spud cannon.
Make your way to the observatory.
Go to the side alley beside the library.
Can't we just play Grottos and Gremlins?
You like spuds?
Get out of here Jimmy!
What's up nerdlings? Where's Earnest?
I'm afraid your diplomacy skill is too low. We won't tell you.
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