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Hi. Hi. Uh� we just wanted to meet you or something. I'm Jennifer Check, and this is my friend. Hi. I'm Nikolai. This is, uh� These guys are my band. Low Shoulder. Yeah, we've heard� I've heard about you. You play your instruments really super good. Thank you. We are professionals. Hey. Sorry. Could I ask you a question? Um, why would you wanna play all the way out here in Devil's Kettle? You live in the city, right? Yeah. But, you know, I think it's really important sometimes to try and connect with our fans... in the shitty areas too.
Jennifer's Body
25.4s
Tower One isn't full enough. Those guys are rank, Jen. Just forget about it. You know what? I think the lead singer wants me. Only because he thinks that you're a virgin. I heard them talking. What? I'm not even a backdoor virgin anymore, thanks to Roman. And by the way, that hurts. I couldn't even go to Flags the next day. I had to stay home and sit on a bag of frozen peas. Oh, my God.
Jennifer's Body
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Chip was right. Melody Lane is definitely not a club. Clubs are for attractive people in populous urban areas. Clubs have D.J.'s and champagne. As they come around the corner- All we have is a jukebox and a sticker toilet. d You wanna fly Don't want your feet on the ground d d You stay up, you won't come down d I cannot wait until I'm old enough to get wasted. Hey, Jennifer. You look really pretty. What up, Craig? He thinks he's cute enough for me. And that's why he's in retard math. Swing and miss.
Jennifer's Body
37.3s
Guess who's got the whip until 11:30. A 2003 Chrysler Sebring, and it's all mine. Oh, hi, Chip. It smells like Thai food in here. - Have you guys been fucking? - You're gross. - You're gross. You're gross. - You're so gross. Fuck you. Let's go to the club. Melody Lane is not a club. It's a bar. It's not even a bar. It's like a bingo hall with taps. Eat my ass, Chip. You're justJell-O 'cause you're not invited. I'm notJell-O. That place is disgusting. Everyone in there has a mustache. You're totallyJell-O. You're lime-green Jell-O, and you can't even admit it to yourself.
Jennifer's Body
1m13s
No! No! With the deepest malice, we deliver this virgin unto thee. Dude, that is a hot murder weapon. It's a bowie knife. Bowie? Nice. - Here we go! It's gonna be gnarly! - No, please, please! No, please, God! Wait a second. I just thought of something. Jenny, Jenny, you're the girl for me. You don't know me, but you make me so happy. I tried to call you before, but I lost my nerve. d I used my imagination d d But I was disturbed d dJenny, I got your number d d I need to make you mine d dJenny, don't change your number d d 867-5309 d d 867-5309 dd They killed you. I'm still here, aren't I? They did go all Benihana on my ass with that knife and it should have killed me, but for some reason it didn't.
Jennifer's Body
21s
Needy, I think you might wanna talk to the school shrink. I'm not saying that to be a dillhole. Chip, I don't tell whoppers, and I'm not crazy. I didn't say you were crazy. It's just, everybody's a little messed up about this, and it's okay to feel� Discombobulated? Yeah. Fucked up. Hey, Needy. - Oh, hi, Colin. - I heard you were there last night in the fiery trenches.
Jennifer's Body