INT. KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS HALL - DAYBLEARY-EYED STUDENTS trudge into the local community centerhall, where a GRID of DESKS is laid out for them. Twojockish teens, KYLE and BRETT, walk together.KYLEI never should have taken APEnglish.BRETTNo course substitution is worthlistening to Ms. Thun Thun.Across the expanse of desks stands MS. THUNNELL (28),blonde, well-put-together, with nametag to match. Her prettyfigure is only matched by her icy demeanor.KYLEI dunno man, she’s worth
Don’t. Drop that thun-thun-thun...
As they begin to laugh at her, an impish young man, NICOWALKER, catches them. He isn’t pleased.NICOReally guys? Even today? You mightwanna save some of that blood flowfor your brain.Kyle grabs his crotch.KYLEThis is the only head that thinksfor me, loser.BRETTSo what, you’re about to ace thistest?NICOI’m well-prepared, if that’s whatyou’re asking.BRETT(mocking tone)
I’m well-prepared, if that’s whatyou’re asking. I did my taxes and balanced my 401k just before I camehere, huh huh!