all right, guys, come on!
grueller! fill that hole! they were all over me! okay. let's run twenty-two. grueller, close the pocket, watch out for thirty-five. thompson, run the post, right, wide out. jeffrey, go up the middle and run around like a chicken.
you know, if you would spend more time at home sleeping, you would spend less time on the field, sucking.
no, i'll hitch a ride with jeffrey.
headbutt!
later.
jeffrey, i don't mean to sound sexist or anything, but can i borrow her?
it's um.  you had to be there.
whatchya guys doing?
'putting out for fun and profit'.  possible thought.
i like it. can i be your friend?
litter, yeah!
communism?
man has a complex.
yes, but what he lacks in height he makes up in shortness.
 and they're having some memorial service or something tomorrow. you going?
coach knows what abs are?
got to get some!
whoa! whoa! i'm sorry. i'm sorry. i don't actually need any right now.
absolutely. i see now the error of my mistake.
let's move out!
twenty-three! thirty-two! hike!
well, it came with the tux.
buffy! looking tasty.
what, are you kidding? they'll kill her!
buffy, this is crazy. what do these guys want?