Disney+ original film 10 Things I Hate About You was released March 31st, 1999.
#10things made $53.68M at the international box office / is based on Shakespeare.
rottentomatoes: 71%
metacritic: 70
imdb: 7.3
Kat Stratford
Katarina Stratford goes to Padua High School in Seattle, Washington.
“Romantic? Hemingway? He was an abusive alcoholic misogynist who squandered half his life hanging around Picasso trying to nail his leftovers. I guess in this society, being male and an asshole, makes you worthy of our time. What about Slyvia Plath, or Charlotte Bronte or Simone de Beauvoir? The oppressive patriarchal values that dictate our education. Anything else? What? Mr. Morgan… tumescent? Expressing my opinion is not a terrorist action. I still maintain that he kicked himself in the balls. Tempestuous? As always, thank you for you excellent guidance. I’ll let you get back to Reginald’s quivering member.” — Kat Stratford
“Run along. It’s disgusting. Remove head from sphincter, then drive! Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30. And where have you been? I got in! I got in! Thus the basis of its appeal. No, you decided. Ask Bianca who drove her home. Who’s a flaming imbecile. And I don’t intend to. Have you seen the unwashed miscreants that go to that school? As opposed to Planet Look At Me, Look At Me. Fine. I’m sorry. Looks like you’ll just have to miss out on the witty repartee of Joey ‘Eat Me’ Donner. You suck. Thanks, Mr. Chapin.” — Kat Stratford
“Sweating like a pig, actually. And yourself? My mission in life. But obviously, I struck your fancy, so, you see, it worked. The world makes sense again. Oh, right. Friday. Uh-huh. Like where? The 7-Eleven on Broadway? Do you even know my name, screw boy? Doubtful. Very doubtful.” — Kat Stratford
“I’m not hostile. I’m annoyed. You forget, I don’t care what people think. No, I don’t. You don’t always have to be who they want you to be, you know. Where’d you get the pearls? And you’ve been what, hiding them for three years? So you’re just gonna start wearing them now? Trust me. They don’t.” — Kat Stratford
“Are you following me? Hi. Depends on the topic. My fenders don’t really whip me into a verbal frenzy. Why would I be afraid of you? Well, I’m not. Am I that transparent? I want you, I need you. Oh, baby, oh, baby. What is it, asshole day? Do you mind? Whoops. Well, then tell them I had a seizure. Aren’t you punishing me because Mom left? Fine. Then stop making my decisions for me. So what I want doesn’t matter. I want to go to an East Coast school! I want you to trust me to make my own choices, and I want you to stop trying to control my life just because you can’t control yours! Can’t wait. Yeah. Looks like you’re gonna have to take the bus.” — Kat Stratford
“I need agua! Two waters. If you’re planning on asking me out, you might as well just get it over with. You’re not surrounded by your usual cloud of smoke. You think? You know who the Raincoats are? You never give up, do you? No. No. Define ‘normal.’ Bogey’s party is just a lame excuse for all the idiots at our school to drink beer and rub up against each other in hopes of distracting themselves from the pathetic emptiness of their meaningless… fine. I’ll make an appearance. We’re going now. What are you doing here? Whatever. I’m driving.” — Kat Stratford
“Wait. Was that… did your hairline just recede? Away. Stay away from my sister. Bianca, wait. No, there’s something I need to tell you. I’m getting trashed, man. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do at a party? Funny. You’re the only one. Later. No! This one’s mine. I’m fine. I just need to lie down. Sleep is good. Why? This is so patronizing. I don’t think so. Why are you doing this? You don’t care if I never wake up. Why? Like you could find one. I just… let me sit down for a while. Whoo! Who? I hate him.” — Kat Stratford
Kat’s Father
“Hello, Katarina. Make anyone cry today? Hello, precious. Hey, what’s this? It says Sarah Lawrence. Uh, honey, that’s great, but isn’t Sarah Lawrence on the other side of the country? I thought we decided you were going to stay here and go to school. ‘U-Dub,’ like me. Be a Husky. Oh, okay, so what, you just pick up and leave, is that it? Kate, don’t change the… drove? Who drove you home? Please. I think I know what he’s going to ask you. And I think I know the answer… no. It’s always no. What are the two house rules? Number one, no dating till you graduate. Number two, no dating till your graduate. That’s it. All right, you want to know what’s unfair? This is for you, too. This morning I delivered a set of twins to a 15-year-old-girl. Do you know what she said to me? Close, but no. She said, ‘I should have listened to my father.’ Well, that’s what she would’ve said if she wasn’t so doped up. Oh, no you’re not. Your sister doesn’t date. And why is that again? Okay, here’s how we solve this one. Old rule out. New rule, Bianca can date when she does. Then you’ll never date. Oh, I like that. And I’ll get to sleep at night. The deep slumber of a father whose daughter’s aren’t being impregnated. We’ll talk about Sarah Lawrence later. Gotta go.”
“‘Whoops?’ My insurance does not cover PMS! Is this about Sarah Lawrence? Are you punishing me because I want you to stay close to home? You think you could leave her out of this? I’m your father. That’s my right. You’re 18. You don’t know what you want. And you won’t know what you want till you’re 45, and even if you get it, you’ll be too old to use it. Yeah? Well, you know what I want? We’ll continue this later.”
“Should have used the window. Hi. Where are we going? Otherwise known as an orgy? And hell is just a sauna. Do you know anything about a party? Kat’s not going, you’re not going. What’s a Bogey Lowenstein? It’s starting. I want you to wear the belly. Not all night. Just around the living room for a minute so you can understand the full weight of your decisions. Listen to me. Every time you even think about kissing a boy, I want you to picture wearing this under your halter top. All right, wait a minute. No drinking, no drugs, no kissing, no tattoos, no piercings, no ritual animal slaughter of any kind. Oh, God, I’m giving them ideas.”
Bianca Stratford
“Yeah, but see, there’s a difference between like and love. Because I like my Skechers, but I love my Prada backpack. That’s because you don’t have a Prada backpack.”
“I think you can in Europe. Hi, Daddy. Nowhere. Let’s hope so. Now, don’t get upset, Daddy, but there’s this boy… and I think he might ask me… Daddy, that’s so unfair. I’m a crack whore who should have made my skeazy boyfriend wear a condom? She did not. Can we focus on me for a second, please? I am the only girl in school who’s not dating. Where did you come from? Planet loser? But she’s a mutant! What if she never dates? Wait! Daddy! Can’t you just find some blind, deaf retard to take you to the movies so I can have one date? You suck.”
“Hi. Can we make this quick? Roxanne Corinne and Andrew Jarrett are having an incredibly horrendous public break up on the quad, again. Not the hacking and gagging and spitting part, please. There is? You’re asking me out? That’s so cute. What’s your name again? Oh, wait a minute. Curtis… my dad just came up with a new rule. I can date when my sister does. A beaucoup problemo, Calvin. In case you haven’t heard, my sister’s a particularly hideous breed of loser. Unsolved mystery. She used to be really popular, and then it was like she got sick of it or something. Theories abound as to why, but I’m pretty syre she’s just incapable of human interaction. Plus, she’s a bitch. You think you could find someone that extreme? And you’d do that for me?”
“Have you ever considered a new look? I mean, seriously. You could have some definite potential buried under all this hostility. Why don’t you try being nice? People wouldn’t know what to think. Yes, you do. I happen to like being adored, thank you. They’re Mom’s. No. Daddy found them in a drawer last week. It’s not like she’s coming back to claim them! Besides, they look good on me.”
“Did you just maim Joey’s car? Has the fact that you’re completely psycho managed to escape your attention? Daddy!”
“Hmm. I think I like the white shirt better. Pensive? Yeah, I might. Okay. Yes, and I really, really, really want to go. But you know I can’t. Not unless my sister does. K.D. Land fan? No. I found a picture of Jared Leto in her drawer once, so I’m pretty sure she’s not harboring same-sex tendencies. I don’t know. All I’ve ever heard her say is that she’d die before dating a guy that smokes. You’re asking me to investigate the inner workings of my sister’s twisted mind? I don’t think so. Okay, here we go. Class schedule, reading list, date book, concert tickets, concert tickets. Aha! Black panties! She wants to have sex someday, that’s what. You don’t buy black lingerie unless you want someone to see it. No. A girl’s room is very personal.”
“Hi, Daddy. Well, if you must know, a small study group of friends. People expect me to be there. Why can’t you be normal? Bogey Lowenstein’s party is normal. Meaningless, consumer-driven lives. Can you, for just one night, forget that you’re completely wretched and be my sister? Please? Please? Come on, Kat. Please do this for me. It’s just a party, Daddy.Daddy, no. I am perfectly aware… you are so completely unbalanced. Daddy!”
“Please do not address me in public. I am busy enjoying my adolescence, so scamper off and do the same. Oh, hi, Cameron. Um, you know Chastity? Thanks. Um, I’ll see you around, okay? Uh-huh. Is it me, or does this party all of a sudden suck?”
Patrick Verona
“Only so we can have these moments together. Should I hit the lights? I was joking with the lunch lady. It was a bratwurst. What’d I miss? Good.”
“Do I know you? Yeah. Yeah, sure, Sparky. That’s a touching story. It really is. Not my problem. You’re gonna pay me to take out some chick? How much? Well, let’s think about this. We go to the movies, that’s, uh, 15 bucks. We get popcorn, that’s, uh, 53. And she’ll want Raisinets, right? So, uh, we’re looking at 75 bucks. Fifty bucks and we got a deal, Fabio.”
“Hey there, girlie. How you doin’? Now, there’s a way to get a guy’s attention, huh? Pick you up on Friday, then. Well, the night I take you places you’ve never been before. I know a lot more than you think.”
“Nice ride. Vintage fenders. I was in the laundromat. I saw your car. I came over to say hi. Not a big talker, huh? You’re not afraid of me, are you? Well, most people are. Well, maybe you’re not afraid of me, but I’m sure you’ve thought about me naked.”
“Yeah, I’m on it. I just upped my price. Hundred bucks a date. In advance. Well, forget her sister, then. Is that right? What do you plan to do about it? Why’s that? What is it with this chick? She have beer-flavored nipples? Look, I’m in this for the cash. Donner can plow whoever he wants. So, you two are gonna help me tame the wild beast. Perfect opportunity for what? I’ll think about it.”
“So, what have you got for me? What? So, you’re telling me I’m a non-smoker. Are you telling me I’m not a pretty guy? So, I’m supposed to buy her some noodles and a book and sit around listening to chicks who can’t play their instruments, right? I can’t be seen at Club Skunk, all right?”
“Do you mind? You’re kind of ruining this for me. I know. I quit. Apparently they’re bad for you. You know, these guys are no Bikini Kill or the Raincoats. But they’re not bad. Why, don’t you? I was watching you out there before. I’ve never seen you look so sexy. Come to Bogey’s party with me. You never give up, do you? Was that a yes? Well, then, was that a no? I’ll see you at 9:30 then!”
“9:30, right? Oh, I’m early. Who knocked up your sister? Kiss him. Good. What is this? I’ve been looking all over the place for you. I don’t know. I say do what you want to do. Hey. Hey, Kat, why don’t you let me have this one, huh? Do what? Are you okay? You’re not fine. Come on. Uh-huh. You lie down and you’ll go to sleep. Not if you have a concussion. Come on. Here, sit down. Sit. I’m a little busy right now. What? What are you talking about? Cameron do you like the girl? And is she worth all this trouble? Well, she is, or she isn’t. See, first of all, Joey is not half the man you are. Secondly, don’t let anyone ever make you feel like you don’t deserve what you want. Go for it! Come on. Leave it to you to use big words when you’re smashed. I told you. You might have a concussion. Sure I do. Because then I’d have to start taking out girls who actually like me. Oh, see? That, there. Who needs affection when I have blind hatred? All right. There. Geez! So, why’d you let him get to you? Joey.”
Cameron James
“Yeah. My dad is… excuse me? Did you just say… am I in the right office? Okay. Thanks. Thanks a lot. Oh, hi. Thank God. You know, uh… normally they send down one of those audio visual geeks. Wait. Is that your rule or theirs? Smoke a lot of weed? Wait, wait. Let me guess. Cowboys? What happened? So they kicked you out? Oh, my God. What groups is he in? I burn, I pine, I perish. Uh-huh. Yeah. Whatever.”
“Who’s that guy? He’s a model? Really? Man, look at her. Is she always so… how can you say that? She’s totally… what are you talking about? There more to her than you think. Look at the way she smiles, and look at her eyes, man. She’s totally pure. You’re missing what’s there. No, no. You’re wrong about her. I mean, you know, not about the spanking part, but the rest, you’re wrong. Are you serious? That’s perfect. Well, no, but I will.”
“You okay? That’s Bianca’s sister? Yeah, see you later.”
“Oh, yeah, um okay. I though that we’d, um, start with pronunciation if that’s all right with you. Well, uh, there is an alternative. Yeah, French food. We could eat some together, uh, Saturday night? Cameron. Listen, I know that your dad doesn’t let you date, but I thought that if it was for French class… Cameron. You’re kidding. Let me ask you, do you like sailing? ‘Cause I read about this place that rents boats… yeah. Yeah, I noticed she’s a little antisocial. Why is that? Well, yeah, but I’m sure, you know, that there are lots of guys who wouldn’t mind going out with a difficult woman. I mean, you know, people jump out of airplanes and ski off cliffs. It’d be like ‘extreme dating.’ Huh? Yeah, sure, why not? Hell, yes! I mean, you know, I could look into it.”
“Hi. How you doin’? Would any of you be interested in dating Katarina Stratford? Hey, hey, what about him? Well, at least he’s horny. He’s our guy. Hi. How you doin’? Listen, I… okay. Later, then. I don’t know. I mean, uh, we could pay him, but we don’t have any money. What’s that? What are you doing getting him involved? That is a good idea. All right.”
“We are screwed. We are screwed! Go. I went before. We know what you’re trying to do with Kat Stratford. Help you out. Hey! Okay, there will be no plowing. And he means that in a strictly non-prison movie type of way.”
“So, have you heard about Bogey Lowenstein’s party? Yeah, I know. I’m working on that, but so far, you know, she’s not going for my guy. She’s not a… okay, so that’s the kind of guys she likes… like, pretty guys. Okay, all right, no smoking. What else? Well, nothing else has worked. We need to go behind enemy lines here. What does that tell us? You… she could just like the color. Oh. So, uh… can I see your room? Oh, okay.”
“Wow. Is this what a bar looks like? A little insight into a very complicated girl. All right, first thing, Kat hates smokers. And, there’s another problem. Bianca said that Kat likes pretty guys. I just wasn’t sure. I didn’t know. All right. Uh, yeah, okay. Here’s this. ‘Likes. Thai food, feminist prose and angry girl music of the indie rock persuasion.’ Here’s a list of CDs she has in her room. Her favorite band’s playing there tomorrow night. But she’ll be there. She’s got tickets. She has a pair of black underwear. If that helps.”
“So then, Bianca says that I was right, that she didn’t wear the Kenneth Coles with that dress because she thought that it was, uh, mixing genres, right? And the fact that I noticed, and this is a direct quote, listen, ‘really meant something.’ I’ve been thinking about her all the time. You look like my Great Uncle Milton. Yeah. All right, just calm down, all right? Shh.”
“Hey. Hey, have you seen her around anywhere? Relax? I’m fine. Hi, Bianca. Uh, yeah. I think, uh, we have art together, right? So, um, you… you really look amazing. Hey, hey, we need to talk. Can you give me a second? It’s off, okay? The whole thing’s off. She never wanted me. She wanted Joey the whole time. Yeah. I thought she was, but, you know, I…”
Joey Donner
“As opposed to a bitter self-righteous hag who has no friends? Mr. Morgan. Is there any chance we could get Kat to take her Midol before she comes to class?”
“Lookin’ good, ladies. No one’s out of reach for me. Money, I’ve got. This I’m gonna do for fun. Hey. Your little Rambo look is out, Kat. Didn’t you read last month’s Cosmo? Hi, ladies. Would you sweet young things like a ride? Careful on the leather.”
“Oh, yeah. Are you lost? We don’t chat. I’m not. Does this conversation have a purpose? That guy? I heard he ate a live duck once. What’s in it for you? Yeah, yeah, I get it. You’re cool by association. I’ll think about it. We’re done now.”
“Hey. How you doin’? I had some great duck last night. You see that girl? That’s Kat Stratford. I want you to go out with her. Look, I can’t take out her sister until Kat starts dating. You see, their dad’s whacked out. He’s got this rule where the girls… would you be willing to make it your problem if I provide generous compensation? Mmm-hmm. Twenty bucks. Fine, 30. This isn’t a negotiation. Take it or leave it, Trailer Park. Not at all. You bitch!”
“When I shell out 50, I expect results. Watching that bitch violate my car doesn’t count as a date. Now, if you don’t get any, I don’t get any. So get some. What? Forget it. You better hope you’re as smooth as you think you are, Verona.”
“Now, this is really important, okay? Which one do you like better? Yeah, it’s… it’s more… damn. I was going for thoughtful. So, are you going to Bogey Lowenbrau’s thing on Friday night? Good, ’cause you know, I’m not gonna bother if you won’t be there. See you there. All right.”
“Sweet. Looking fresh tonight, pussycat. Hey, where are you goin’? Your sister here? Oh, I’ll stay away from your sister. But I can’t guarantee she’ll stay away from me. Ooh, fight! Hey, Kat. Look who found me. Bu-bye. And we all know I look amazing. Bianca, let’s go. We’re congregating around Mr. Cuervo. So, I’ve got the Sears catalog thing going, and the tube sock gig, that is gonna be huge. And I’m up for a hemorrhoid cream ad next week. I know it sounds king of bogus, but… I get to do some acting. You see what I did there? That was underwear. I’ll show you the bathing suit one again. You see the difference? All right, I’ll show you guys. My man! How did you get her to do it? Act like a human. Yeah! All right! Go! See this?”
Michael Eckman
“Hello! Michael Eckman. I’m supposed to show you around. No, I do. I know what you mean. Michael? So, uh…. Cameron. Here’s the breakdown. Over there, we’ve got your basic beautiful people. Now listen. Unless they talk to you, don’t bother. Watch. Hey, there. You see that? To the left, we have the coffee kids. Very edgy. Don’t make any sudden movements around them. These delusionals are your white Rastas. They’re big Marley fans. They think they’re black. Semi-political, but mostly… yeah. These guys… yeah, but the closest they’ve come to a cow is McDonald’s. McDonald’s. These are your future MBAs. We’re all Ivy League accepted. Yuppie greed is back, my friend. Hey, guys, how you doin’? Close it, Bogey! Yesterday, I was their god. Bogey Lowenstein started a rumor that I… that I buy my Izods at an outlet mall. Hostile takeover. But don’t worry. He’ll pay. Now, over here… the ‘don’t even think about it’ group. That’s Bianca Stratford. She’s a sophomore. Of course you do. You know, she’s beautiful and deep. I’m sure. Listen, forget her. Incredibly uptight father. It’s a widely known face that the Stratford sisters aren’t allowed to date.”
“That’s Joey Donner. He’s a jerk off, and a model. A model. Mostly regional stuff, but he’s rumored to have a big tube sock ad coming out. Really. Vapid? Conceited. No, no, Cameron, no. What’s there is a snotty little princess wearing a strategically planned sun dress to make guys like us realize that we can never touch her and guys like Joey realize that they want to. She, my friend, is what we will spend the rest of our lives not having. Put her in your spank bank, move on. Move on. All right… I’m wrong? You wanna take a shot, be my guest. She’s actually looking for a French tutor. Do you speak French?”
“Yeah. Just a minor encounter with the shrew. That’s your girlfriend’s sister. The mewling rampalian wretch herself. Stay cool, bro. My balls! Oh, boy. Yeah, whoo!”
“Now, I have gathered a group of guys, couldn’t be more perfect. Padua’s finest. Did I or did I not tell you it was pointless? No one will go out with her. Him? No, don’t… don’t look at him, okay? He’s a criminal. I heard he lit a state trooper on fire. He just did a year in San Quentin. I’m serious, man. He’s whacked. He sold his own liver on the black market for a new set of speakers. How do we get him to date Kat? Yeah, well, what we need is a backer. Someone with money who’s stupid. Is that a peach Fruit Roll-Up? Because you don’t see many… oh, okay. Yeah. All right. No. Actually, I just came by to chat. Well, actually, I thought that I’d run an idea by you, just to see if you’re interested. Well, hear me out. Now, you want Bianca, right? But she can’t go out with you because her sister is this insane head case, and no one will go out with her, right? What I think you need to do, is you need to hire a guy who’ll go out with her. Someone who doesn’t scare so easily. Everything but the beak and feet. Clearly, he’s a solid investment. Hey. I’m walking down the hall and I say hello to you, you say hello to me. Yeah.”
“Relax, now. Relax. We let him pretend he’s calling the shots. While he’s busy setting things up, you have time with Bianca. I have a dick on my face, don’t I? Hey, I don’t want to hear that defeatist attitude. I want to hear you upbeat. There you go. No, you go. The situation is, my man Cameron here has a major jones for Bianca Stratford. I, uh… I think I speak correctly when I say that Cameron’s love is pure, purer than, say, Joey Donner’s. Patrick, uh… Pat… let me explain something to you here. We set this whole thing up so Cameron can get the girl. Cameron. Joey’s just a pawn. Absolutely. We’ll do some research, we’ll find out what she likes. We’re your guys. Uh, let’s start here. Now, Friday night, Bogey Lowenstein is having a party. It’s the perfect opportunity. For you to take out Kat. And for a little payback. This is gonna be some party. Let’s do this.”
“Yeah, you think so? Don’t touch anything. You may get hepatitis. Excuse me. Just one question before we start. Should you be drinking alcohol when you don’t have a liver? Nothing. Nothing. Yes. Well, just for now. He’s very pretty! This is a gorgeous guy. Have you ever been to Club Skunk? Assail your ears for one night. Couldn’t hurt, right? You told me that part already. Stop being so self-involved for one minute. How do I look? You think I should lose the tie? Maybe you’re right. I’m just so nervous. And I’m also very excited. I’m nervous, I’m excited. It’s all very mixed up. I don’t know what to do! The last party I went to was at Chuck E. Cheese. You want to talk about some fun. That’s a good time.”
“You know, I’m… I’m thinking of getting a Tercel. Yeah, that’s a Toyota. It has dual side air bags and a spacious back seat. Lord of the dance! Hi, Heather. Should’ve kept the tie. Relax. Follow the love.”
Chastity
“But I love my Skechers. Oh.”
“I know you can be overwhelmed and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be ‘whelmed?’ Whoo!”
“Mr. Stratford, it’s just a party. Meaningless, consumer-driven lives. Neat. Yeah.”
Mandella
“That’s a charming new development.”
Mr. Morgan
“Okay, then. What did everyone think of The Sun Also Rises? Pipe down, Chachi. Hey, hey! Someday you’re gonna get bitch-slapped, and I’m not doing a thing to stop it. And Kat, I want to thank you for your point of view. I know how difficult it must be for you to overcome all those years of upper-middle class suburban oppression. Must be tough. But the next time you storm the P.T.A., crusading for better lunch meat, or whatever it is you white girls complain about, ask them why they can’t buy a book written by a black man! Don’t even get me started on you two. Yeah, go to the office. You’re pissing me off. Later!”
Seattle, Washington
“Nice bike.”
“Verona! What are you doing here?”
Padua Highschool
“Hey! I’ll be right with you. So, Cameron. Here you go. Nine schools in 10 years. My, my. Army brat? That’s enough. Same little ass-wipe shit-for-brains everywhere. Not anymore, you’re not. I’ve got deviants to see and a novel to finish. Now, scoot. Scoot! Patrick Verona. I see we’re making our visits a weekly ritual. Oh, very clever, kangaroo boy. Says here you exposed yourself in the cafeteria? Bratwurst. Aren’t we the optimist? Next time, keep it in your pouch, okay? Scoot!”
“Hey, Michael, where should I put those slides? Eat me. That was Costa Rican, butthead!”
“I loved it. He’s so romantic. That’s right, mon!”
“Undulating with desire, Adrienne removes her red… crimson cape at the sight of Reginald’s stiff and… Judith! What’s another word for engorged? I’ll look it up. Okay. Swollen. Turgid. Perfect. So. I heard you were terrorizing Mr. Morgan’s class again. The way you expressed your opinion to Bobby Ridgeway? By the way, his testicle retrieval operation went quite well, in case you’re interested. The point is, Kat… Cat. People perceive you as somewhat… ‘heinous bitch’ is the term used most often. You might want to work on that. Thank you. ‘Quivering member.’ I like that.”
“Virgin alert. Your favorite. Ooh. Oh, she’s out of reach, even for you. You wanna put money on that? Look out!”
“I’ve never been that ripped. Maybe if we were the last two people alive, and there were no sheep. Are there sheep?”
“Now, remember, guys, grip it and rip it. Great practice, everybody. Good hustle, Stratford. Hey, Coach Chapin! Run, Bogey!”
“Now, remember guys. Don’t touch anything. Oop! What did I tell you? Oh. Must be Nigel with the Brie. Kiss me! Okay. Hey, thanks man! Fight! You guys, please! Take it outside! Thank you! Want one? Right on, sister! Bite me. Ohhh! Really, really, thank you! Whoo!”
