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Are you ready?

I know you see me standing here.

Do I look good, my dear?

Do I look good today?

I'm just another kind of girl.

And you want to see my world.

So come and...

A renovation of the traditional bikini that generally consists of the barest

minimal fabric coverage for the top and bottoms.

Although swimsuits had existed for hundreds of years, it wasn't until 1946

the French engineer Louis Riard and fashion designer Jacques Helm created

familiar two -piece design known as the bikini.

Oh, oui!

Man,

you guys gonna watch TV all night?

We're burning.

So, what up with that outfit?

Yeah, I've never seen pants that white.

Sure, we'll see who's laughing when I get tapped by the Silver Hammer Society,

and you goobs don't. Hey, guys.

Hey. Hey, what's up, man?

Ow, ow.

There, now I can look at your pants.

Yeah, yeah, keep on laughing.

What are you all dressed up for? He wants to be tapped by the Silver Hammer

Society. What's that?

The most elite club at PCA. Only the best people get asked to pledge.

It sounds stupid.

Thank you. It's not stupid.

Thank you. A lot of famous people have been Silver Hammers.

Politicians, major athletes, movie stars.

Movie stars?

I want to join.

Sorry, no girl hammers.

What do you mean no girl hammers? That's not fair.

Why do you care?

Because being in the Silver Hammer Society can help get you into a great

college. And I heard they are going to tap girls this year.

Yeah, right.

Ooh, speaking of silver hammers.

What's the present for?

Just a little insurance to make sure I get tapped.

Um, this is just to let you know, I'm interested.

Thanks, but, uh, I'm seeing someone.

But... Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I didn't mean...

And that's the PCA library?

Mm -hmm.

And your dormitory is just up over there by the quad.

Awesome.

So why are you starting PCA in the middle of the semester?

Well, see, my dad got this huge job here in California.

Yeah? Yeah. He's going to be head of manufacturing for a major pasta company.

Ah, noodles.

Pasta. He doesn't like it when people call them noodles.

Hey, Mr. Conroy. Hey, Quinn.

May I have one of your hairs?

Sure. Why does she want me? It's best not to ask.

Thanks for the hair.

Wait, Quinn.

I'd like you to meet a new student.

Sarah, this is Quinn. Quinn, Sarah.

Hey. Hi.

Hey. Hey, do I know you from somewhere?

Um, I don't know.

Where would I... No.

No, no, no. I don't know you.

Are you sure?

Because you look really... We've never met. Goodbye.

That was kind of rude.

At least she didn't say noodles.

This way to your dorm.

So, the horse just kicked you right in the head?

Yep. And to this day, still can't smell out of my left nostril.

See?

Pineapple chocolate.

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Zoe Brooke?

Yeah?

Should I be scared?

Open it!

Zoe Brooke, by order of the High Council, you have been officially tasked

pledge the secret order of the Silver Hammer Society!

Oh, my God!

Maybe they couldn't find you without your shiny white pants on.

Okay, to celebrate, I'm going to buy you an iced Jalapeno. Thank you.

Hey, can I get an iced Jalapeno?

Lola Martinez?

Yeah.

Is that Lola?

Zoe!

I'm kidding!

Congratulations!

Okay. How come you two got tapped and I didn't?

Hey!

Wait up!

Hey! Wait up!

I have a present for you!

Hey! It's for you!

Oh, my God. I just love Mr. Morgan's take on Euclidean geometry.

Who wouldn't?

That little communicating that makes me so... Um, let's go this way.

But I have gym class.

That way.

I know.

There's no shortcut.

Is that the janitor's closet?

Yes. Quinn.

How do you know my name? We've never met.

Mr. Conway introduced us yesterday.

Oh, right.

Um, Mark, this is Sarah, a girl I just met yesterday for the first time ever.

Hey. Hi.

This place just seems familiar to me. I have to get my boyfriend to gym class.

This is a closet.

How is this a shortcut?

It just is.

I don't get it. How could the Silver Hammers have tapped Zoe

and Lola and not me?

Because... Lola and Zoe are likable?

Wait. I know what's going on.

What's going on?

For whatever reason, they're only tapping girls this year.

Then explain this.

You?

You!

You!

Me, me, me.

You got tapped?

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I don't care.

I'm not joining that stupid club.

You have to.

You can't refuse a tap.

Watch closely.

What's the matter with you?

I don't like exclusive clubs.

They're just a bunch of jerks who can only feel big and important by keeping

other people out.

Exclusive clubs are very important. They help losers understand they don't

belong. Tell him.

No, I think Chase did the right thing.

What? And now, I walk away.

You did not do the right thing.

Chase.

Chase!

Chase!

Michael Barrett?

Hello.

I got tapped!

I got tapped!

Yes!

Michael Barrett, a future member of the Silver Hammer Society.

Unbelievable.

Kneel. I can't believe we're here.

Welcome, pledges, to the inner sanctum of the Order of the Silver Hammer

Society.

Inner sanctum. I already feel special.

When I call your names, you will remove your blindfolds.

Jeffrey Buchel.

Steve Holland.

Michael Barrett.

Zoe Brooke.

Lolo Martinez.

Neil Varnish.

Chase Matthews.

That's not Chase.

I am too, Chase.

Look at this stupid shirt and my hair.

I mean, it's a tangled mess.

Intruder!

Remove the imposter.

Oh, come on.

You know what? Fine.

I don't want to be a silver hammer. I'm going to start my own exclusive club.

You'll see.

You wish you had me!

Order has been restored.

Joe Catania.

Now, you or the select few have been tapped to join the Silverhammer Society.

But, just being tapped does not guarantee your membership.

You will all be tapped by the Silver Hammer of Textitude.

When tapped, you will open the envelope in front of you and read the special

task you must perform to become a Silver Hammer.

Hello, sir.

Shaver?

Feeder. G2.

Miss. Uh, D7.

Ah, you sunk my war boat.

Play again?

Set him up.

Excuse me, could you please show me how to get to the -

Yeah, sure.

All right, so we're right here. We're not there, though.

And we have to go.

Do you have a compass?

I don't even

know.

Looks like a quail egg.

Well, how'd I get hit with a quail egg?

Oh, now I have to go wash my neck.

What did she tell you?

Nothing. She just wanted directions.

You swear she said nothing about me?

Swear. What would she say?

Oh, and I know.

I just met her a few days ago. Leave me alone!

And never talk to her again.

Maybe.

Never again?

V5.

Hit.

So what do you guys think? Spring break in Aspen or Acapulco?

Depends. You in the mood for hot or cold?

That's the thing I can't decide.

Corn!

I'm thinking about going to Europe with my stepmom.

Gotta hit corn.

Rib.

Rotate.

Excuse me. I'm thirsty.

Okay.

Hey.

I feel barbecue sauce in my face.

Sorry. I forgot.

Silver hammers don't forget.

Use a moist towelette.

Do I really have to do this?

Florence is on the swim team. I need to be hydrodynamic. Do you really want a

silver hammer to be slowed by his back hair?

No.

Okay, then.

Start shaving.

Well, that was tasty.

Oh, that's a win.

Missouri, you're dismissed.

Thank you.

Flosser!

Oh, God.

Oh, what?

Oh, what?

Then you got a rib.

Got a corn. Oh, corn, too. Yeah.

Okay,

first, I'd like to thank everyone for coming, even Janitor Banville.

You people are the first pledge class of PCA's newest, most exclusive secret

society, the Loganites.

Chase, if you want to be a member, you have to pay attention.

I don't want to be a member.

Then why are you here?

I live here?

Now, before you can become a Loganite, you must prove yourself worthy.

How?

Okay. You must each strip down to your underwear and run across campus.

Why?

Because you're pledges.

And you have to suffer before you can taste the sweetness of being a true

Loganite.

Well, I'm not running around in my underwear.

I have tan lines.

Ew. Uh...

I'm going to go shoot some pool.

Mark, Arthur, George.

Want to play?

Okay,

that's it. You people will never be Loganites.

Chase.

Well, where can I hang my pants?

What you need? Hey.

You're both friends with Quinn, right?

Sure. She's my girlfriend.

Okay, see, when I was little, I used to compete in beauty pageants, right?

Okay, now watch. This is a pageant I did 11 years ago.

And now Quinn Penske will perform with ribbons. Oh,

my

God.

She seems upset.

So tonight we're going to be inducted as full members, right?

We better be. This was the worst week of my life.

Why do we have to be humiliated all week just to join a club? It's so stupid.

Yeah, but next year we get to humiliate other kids.

Hey, I can't see anything.

Hey, who's this right here?

Hey! Sorry, Lola.

Congratulations. You've reached the final initiation ritual.

Tonight, you'll become members of the Silver Hammer Society.

Except for one of you.

What? Wait, what do you mean, except for one of us?

One pledge is always eliminated.

How can you guys just decide that one of us doesn't? We don't decide.

You, the pledges, decide.

We're supposed to vote one of ourselves out?

It is the tradition of the Silver Hammer Society.

Okay, then pick me, because I don't want to be a member of a club that makes you

turn against your friends to get in.

Fine. You're lost.

Now, that means the rest of you will now officially be inducted into... I'm out,

too.

Yeah.

tap this

here

keep the

floss because i think you got some early signs of gum disease in there somewhere

in there

Hey. I've been looking for you.

Yeah, I know.

You're breaking up with me.

Can't blame you.

You've seen me at the most humiliating time of my life.

That stupid dress and the dumb ribbons and my hair. Oh, my God, my hair was

so... I thought it was adorable.

No.

What?

You still got those ribbons?

Well, well, well.

I hear you lost all your pledges.

Looks like now you got no new members.

Serves you jerks right.

You want to join?

Yes. Yes!

Yes! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Oh, God, thank you. And thank you, dude.

Thank you, dude. Thank you. Oh.

Yes, I... Oh, my... Oh. Oh, man, this is awesome!

I'm a tumor hammer, and you're not!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah!

I think I do have gum disease.