What are you looking at? Don't you eyeball me, boy! Drop and give me 50 pushups, and count...
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Coach Keel:
Shut up and stare at the wall! This is detention, not dreamland. Jimmy:
Yes, sir. Coach Keel:
I though I told you to say nothing! So, what do you say when I tell you to say nothing? Huh? Jimmy:
Nothing. Coach Keel:
I said say nothing! You must think I'm a real idiot, don't you? Oh, so you do think I'm an idiot then? Answer me, boy! Jimmy:
Sir, you told me not to talk. Coach Keel:
Then what the hell are you talking to me right now, sissy boy? Just for that, 30 more minutes of watching the brick channel for you! All brick, all the time. You may not belive this Dunn, but I'm trying to help you. You want to do something with your life, don't you? Yes, you do. You don't want to wind up alone, Dunn. Credit card debit up the Wazoo. Nobody to talk to but your dog. Having an ex-wife who won't return your phone calls 'cause she's a bitter, fat, stinking piece of hog meat. [Jimmy angrily glares at Coach Keel] Coach Keel:
What are you looking at? Don't you eyeball me, boy! Drop and give me 50 pushups, and count 'em off!
Shut up and stare at the wall! This is detention, not dreamland. Jimmy:
Yes, sir. Coach Keel:
I though I told you to say nothing! So, what do you say when I tell you to say nothing? Huh? Jimmy:
Nothing. Coach Keel:
I said say nothing! You must think I'm a real idiot, don't you? Oh, so you do think I'm an idiot then? Answer me, boy! Jimmy:
Sir, you told me not to talk. Coach Keel:
Then what the hell are you talking to me right now, sissy boy? Just for that, 30 more minutes of watching the brick channel for you! All brick, all the time. You may not belive this Dunn, but I'm trying to help you. You want to do something with your life, don't you? Yes, you do. You don't want to wind up alone, Dunn. Credit card debit up the Wazoo. Nobody to talk to but your dog. Having an ex-wife who won't return your phone calls 'cause she's a bitter, fat, stinking piece of hog meat. [Jimmy angrily glares at Coach Keel] Coach Keel:
What are you looking at? Don't you eyeball me, boy! Drop and give me 50 pushups, and count 'em off!
Full Transcript
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Shut up and stare goofball
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This is detention not dreamland Yes sir
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I thought I told you to say nothing
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So what do you say when I say to say nothing
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Nothing
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You must think I'm a real idiot don't you
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Oh so you do think I'm an idiot then
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Answer me boy
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Sir you told me not to talk
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What the hell are you talking to me right now then for sissy boy
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It's 30 more minutes of watching the Brick Channel for you
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all brick all the time
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You may not believe this Dunn but I'm trying to help you
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You do want to do something with your life don't you
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Yes you do
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You don't want to wind up alone Dunn
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credit card debt up the wazoo
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nobody to talk to but your dog
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ex wife won't return your phone calls
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'cause she's a bitter fat stinking piece of hog meat
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What are you looking at Drop and give me 50
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and count them off
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Movie Summary
On the night of the big High-School Prom, the dead rise to eat the living, and the only people who can stop them are the losers who couldn't get dates to the dance.
Actors
Coach Keel
