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- So your big screen debut, huh?
Are you nervous? You seem a little nervous.
- It's normal when you're planning a wedding,
right? - What?!
- I asked Joey to marry me and he said yes.
- Congratulations! That is so amazing.
- Alright, folks, time to shoot. Whoa!
This is why I came up here to shoot: to get a chance
to catch Canadian chicks embracing like that.
- Even if the "chicks" are already spoken for?
- Christine, you might be spoken for; this one, though...
- ... Asked Joey to marry her. I've gotta call Emma. Excuse me!
- Seriously?
- Y-yeah.
- Um... wow.
I must be the worst kisser in the world,
'cause... - No.
Kevin, no. - Uh, you know what? I'm sorry.
I've gotta... set the... for a shot for the day.
So I'll just... I'll peep you out there.
Hey, Mewes?
� Whatever it takes �
� I know I can make it through �
� Uh huh alright �
� If I hold out �
� If I do �
� I know I can make it through �
� Be the best �
� Be the best I can �
� And... and I say to you �
� Whatever it takes � � I know I can make it �
� I know I can make it �
� I know I can make it through ��
- Jay?
Um... I'm not getting freaked by this lame hide-and-seek game.
I'm gonna eat your breakfast, man.
Hey!
- My arm. Ow!
- Craig?
- Spinner? Get off of me.
- Dude, what are you doing here?
I thought you were in England.
- After the song's done for Kevin Smith's movie.
He's kinda bending the rules a little bit,
he's letting me hang here.
Oh, my eggs are done!
Oh - nobody knows, okay?
- Lips are, uh, steeled!
Dude, I just wanna say, about Ash and the whole band thing...
- Oh, Spin, it's in the past. It's like...
It's water under the bridge.
- Okay.
Um... she was a good contribution, though.
I mean, she knew her stuff. - No.
She was a virus.
She gets her way inside;
everything's okay for a bit,
then - BAM - she rips it all apart.
I'm gonna be in the boiler room,
I've got work to do.
But, uh...
lips sealed, my friend.
Right?
- You are the ones who are the filthy potty mouths!
Yous guys keep talking about the Periodic Table!
- Mrs. Hoffman, he went into my purse,
stole my tampons
and did...
did this!
- Uh... Mrs. Joey?
That'd be your line, hon.
- Sorry.
Brain-dead over here.
- I would not disagree with you. CUT.
We'll be going again, kids.
- Um, can you take your hand off my knee?
- What? What? Oh...
What was that doing there? Naughty, naughty you!
� There'll never be a single place �
� There'll never be a single place �
� I couldn't see your face �
� But I know from f... �
� I know from fate ��
- Take 35!
- Have you heard about the old-fashioned Cajun...
Canajun...
- Wrong. CUT!
- Take 36!
- Have you heard about the good old-fashioned
Canajun strap, Jason? - Okay, cut!
It's not "Jason"; that's his name in real life.
It's "Jay" in the movie. It's three lines!
Can't you get through three lines?
- I know my lines, Kevin. I'm just...
After 36 takes, I'm a little bit flustered.
- You know what? I'm a little bit flustered.
And I'd almost rather have anyone else do the part.
As a matter of fact... Hey, slate girl.
Why don't you jump in there and do the part?
- Do I get paid?
- Even better: you swing by my trailer,
we'll do a little open-mouthed kissing.
- Uh, no. - Don't listen to this fool.
It's real easy: just jump behind there,
start acting like you're not up in your head,
thinking about wedding gowns.
Where are you going? - Maybe you should start acting
like a director and not some jealous boyfriend.
- Well, maybe you should try acting like an actress
instead of whatever it is... the TV thing... She's gone.
- Well, Jay, that doesn't cut it for me or any other woman
at this school. So from this point on--
- Kevin? Is Kevin here? - Who's that? CUT!
- Problem I was having: writing a love song.
It should be like a... like a breakup.
Leaving high school is breaking up with your teen years.
What do you think? - I think you gotta do
what you gotta do. Craig, what are you doing here?
- Uh, Mr. Smith?
- Yeah? Ohmygawd - who're you now?
- I'm... I'm Spinner. I'm a friend of Craig's.
- Well, Spinner, friend of Craig's,
what is Craig doing here instead of being in England
where he's supposed to be?
- He's staying here on the set. He's sleeping here.
He told me you knew that.
- I knew that?
Spinner, the only thing I know
is that making a movie with a bunch of high-school kids
is way worse than making a movie with Ben Affleck.
Way worse. I'll take one of these.
- Oh, Kevin, great, great. Come in.
I'm still working on the lyrics, but let me just play what I...
- I think you know what you can do
with Tessa Campanelli's address, Snake.
Oh, that's Joey coming in the door. Yup.
Okay, bye. Uh...
Invite list is shaping up... - Remind me - did I,
or did I not, tell you that sending Craig
off to England was a bad idea?
- Whoa. Don't make it my fault.
- Oh, no? It was your idea.
You supported it.
Now he and Ashley broke up.
And know what? He's been living in the Degrassi boiler room.
- Okay, we're going upstairs.
- Aren't you at all curious as to why he lied,
felt like he couldn't trust you? - Trust me?
I'm the only one he can trust!
- Joey, you fly off the handle. - And you don't think!
You never have! Like up and quitting your job!
Why? - Oh, okay!
Thanks for mixing up the fight, Joey!
And as for Craig? Kevin and I saw
what you couldn't: his heart was breaking!
- I am more concerned about his mind right now,
because it's a helluva lot more fragile.
You wanna consider yourself part of this family--
- Don't pull the family card. Because if it wasn't for me,
you wouldn't even have a roof over your head! Remember?!
You were right.
And you're the only person I want to talk to.
- Come on.
- Hey, not a free show.
Uh...
I meant that as a donation, not a duet.
- Alright.
- Beggars can't be choosers, huh?
Skinny.
- Craig.
- Craig, I'll tell you what -
you play another hour,
and I'll split what we rake in 50-50.
- Throw in a place to crash and it's a deal.
- Done.
(music)
- Is it Kevin now, or Silent Bob?
- What brings you back to my set, Ms. Ryan?
- Uh...
I just wanted to thank you for the pep talk last night
and... being a friend.
- I am a friend. For now.
Next time you show up at my room 2:00 in the morning,
I'm getting to second base, at least.
Maybe third.
Deal? - Deal.
- Shhh!
- Jay, if you really love me,
then you're gonna have to wait till I'm 18.
- I'd wait forever, my love. What grade are you in?
- I'm a freshman.
- Freshman?!
Yo, is there any seniors up in this piece?
- Come on.
- Shouldn't you be directing? - Like I ever direct.
- What kinda movie is this, anyway?
- It's my movie, alright?
And in my movie, Kevin Smith gets to dance with Caitlin Ryan.
(detonation)
- Ah!
- Oh, Snap - Canadian Ninjas, Lunchbox!
HIP-HIP-DOOO-GAN!
Oh, sir, look!
Die, ninja, die! - Oh! Hey, hey!
Sorry.
I'm looking for Caitlin. - CUT!
- Listen, I know I shoulda called, but by the time
I woke up Spike to let me come in and crash--
- Just forget about that, okay? I can't find Craig anywhere.
I think he's run away again. - What?
- I called all his friends, the police,
I even called Ashley in London. They haven't seen him.
He's just disappeared. He even stopped taking his medication.
- Okay. We'll find him, alright?
You and me.
- $3.82. You know what that gets us?
- These are hard times. And I think with the weather...
and, I don't know,
maybe the economy and all-- - Hey. Hey.
- You wanna ask him for money? - Why ask
when I can take his wallet?
- We can't just rob somebody.
- You know how much his car's worth?
And we can't even afford dinner.
- Wait, Skinny, stop.
What was that for?!
No, not my guitar.
No, not my guitar! Please.
- Looks more like breakfast, lunch, dinner,
and a lot of meals after that. - No, not my guitar!
No, please, not my guitar!
- That's perfect, Angie.
(knocking)
Hey! - Hey. I hope
this isn't being too intrusive. - No.
- I just had a few hours till call tonight and felt like
maybe I should stop by, see if you guys heard anything.
- Craig still isn't home.
- We're dying over here.
Just wish we could talk to him, you know?
Two minutes - anything.
- Well, do you think maybe a public appeal
made by a Z-grade celebrity might help in any way?
I mean, it's worth a shot, right?
- This is fine. This is just like home.
Just like Mom made. This is fine. This is fine.
- We need your help finding this teenager.
His name is Craig Manning.
- I know that guy, eh? It's Kevin! Hey!
- ...and he's been missing since yesterday.
This is his dad, Joey.
- Craig...
- It's Kevin Smith. I'm writing a song for his movie.
- It's Kevin Smith. - We just want you back.
- I'm writing a song for his movie.
Here, listen.
� There'll never be a single place �
� Where I'll feel safe �
� Where I can escape from you �
- If anyone knows him, please call 1-555-MISSING.
- So thanks for dropping me off. That was really cool of you.
- Sure you don't wanna hang out tonight?
We're shooting the big football-game scene
where Jay saves Apollonia
from the soul-sucking cheerleaders of Kingsberg.
- I should really be there for when Joey brings Craig back.
- Yeah.
Joey!
- Thank you.
- For what?
- Everything.
- I'm sorry, I have to try this again.
- Mr. Smith? - James Tiberius.
- The testy First A.D. wants you on set. As in immediately.
- Tell him I'll be there in a couple.
Go. Adults are talking now.
That AD's kind of a man-eater,
so I'm gonna head off.
Hey... just don't settle, alright?
You know, for somebody else's idea of what the real world is.
You're just far too cool a chick for that.
Pick your own real world.
You deserve that much.
- Thank you.
- My guitar, my guitar, he took my guitar,
when I said... He knew that it was mine.
Joey. Joey can help me get my guitar back. Can't you?
Listen, he stole it. My friend.
Not my friend! Does Caitlin hate me?
- Why would Caitlin hate you?
- Because I make you fight, and I run away.
And I... I always hurt you. Like my dad hurt me.
You know my dad used to hit me?
But you just think I'm crazy! Everyone just thinks I'm crazy!
- No, I don't think you're crazy, you're ill, okay?
It's the bipolar acting up--
- You blame everything on me being crazy!
- I won't.
I won't, I promise you. Never again. Okay?
I just want to get you home, Craig, please.
- Joey...
my guitar.
What did I do with my guitar?
Help me find it, please?
- He's asleep.
I got him to agree to go to the police first thing
and give a description of this "Skinny."
Who calls themselves that, anyway?
- Who calls themselves Snake? Or Wheels?
- I just hope this guy's neck is skinny enough for me to break.
- He might be mentally ill too, Joey. Remember that.
Maybe he's another lost Craig.
- Oh, come on. You don't see Craig
beating up strangers in the street, do you?
- No, he just beats you up at home.
- Just...
Forget it.
- What are we doing, Joey?
- Fighting.
Like usual.
- All we ever do is fight.
I mean, Craig's upstairs safe and sound.
How can we get married?
Really.
I mean, I love you...
and Craig and Angela so much.
But this...
it's just--
- It's not what it should be.
So are you gonna take that job offer...
in LA?
- I'm thinking about it, yeah.
- Yo, Edmund Fitzgerald Secondary.
me and Lunchbox would like to thank yous Canadians
for treating us like one of yous guys.
You all talk stupid, but you have great beer.
- Let me just add - because... heavens ! -
be it your blizzards or your Bonhommes de Neige
or your Coureurs des Bois...
- What kinda baby-talk is that?
That was just-- (hitting)
- You made me and my fallen hetero life-mate
feel like a big part of your home and native land.
AND...
seriously made this
the best BLEEP-ing year of our lives!
Whoo!!!
Cut!
Degrassi, that's a wrap!
(cheering)
Kids, I'll never work with you again.
Thank you for all your help.
You...
You were heaven on earth. Now get outta my way.
- Sir, why do you always gotta get the last line in?
- Why does it bother you so much - is my question.
- 'Cause you're always trying to upstage me -
"Look at me! I'm Silent Bob!" - Oh, look at this!
- Dude! I took the cup off!
- And I knew that.
Mr. Manning.
- Kevin.
- Well remembered, sir.
Oh, hello.
- Congratulations. - Thank you, Ms. Ryan.
- And now, congratulate me.
- Why would I be doing that, exactly?
- 'Cause I said yes to the L.A. offer.
- No!
- Ryan's Planet's will spin once again because of you.
- Come here.
- Joey, where are you going?
The party's just getting started.
- Home. Sorry, Caitlin's home.
- We're supposed to talk, remember?
It goes both ways.
(crying)
- I don't want her to go.
- I know. I know.
But I'm here.
And Angie's here.
And we're not going anywhere.
I'm not going anywhere.
- Folks, I would like to raise a very simple toast.
To Degrassi!
(cheering)
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