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Our gang of kids, plus two more (NEIGHBORHOOD BOY and NEIGHBORHOOD GIRL) walk home from school together. The boys walk in a pack slightly in front of the girls.
NEIGHBORHOOD BOY
Grievous is the best, man.
MASON
Yoda! Yoda, man.
RANDY
No, Yoda is!
MASON AND RANDY
Yoda!
NEIGHBORHOOD BOY
He has four arms.
MASON
Yoda! Represent.
MINDY
I hate Ms. Billingsly. Everybody's
been saying she's lesbian.
NEIGHBORHOOD GIRL
She is. She hit on Stacy.
MINDY
Man, that's gross.
SAMANTHA
Think it's true?
NEIGHBORHOOD GIRL
She's always walking in the locker
room.
RANDY
I think I still have a couple of
those--
PAUL, overly large/mentally impaired neighborhood teen they seem familiar with, walks by awkwardly bouncing a basketball.
NEIGHBORHOOD BOY (O.S.)
Hey, Paul. Tell us a joke.
PAUL
Damn. Fuck. Go to hell. Ass.
The kids look at him quizzically and keep walking.