[Justin calls Mr. Geary in the next room so that Geary can buy him and the female debaters beer while staying in a hotel room] Mr. Geary:
[Mr. Geary on the phone]
Are you trying to put me in a position to buy alcohol for minors? Justin Cobb:
People do it all the time. Mr. Geary:
Yes, I can understand you guys wanna unwind a little. You've worked hard, and you'd like to enjoy yourselves, but, uh, I am a teacher. Justin Cobb:
We think of you more as a peer. A friend. Mr. Geary:
That's the line you're gonna use? Well, I hope your head's better tomorrow. Don't keep me on the phone. You're gonna talk yourself out of a six-pack. Mr. Geary:
[Mr. Geary minutes later shows up to the students hotel room with alcohol]
I thought about it. I don't think it's a good idea. You guys should be doing your impromptus and getting ready for the meet. Justin Cobb:
What? Mr. Geary:
[Geary hands him over a bag of beer]
Here's your six-pack. Justin Cobb:
[laughs]
That's really messed up. Mr. Geary:
One of these is going to go a long way with the pills you're on, so go slow. Okay? Justin Cobb:
I understand. Mr. Geary:
Have fun and stay here. All right. Justin Cobb:
Thank you. [closing the door] Justin Cobb:
[All of the debaters cheer their beers screaming their debate salute, line'em up and knock'em down!]