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Bill?

- It was like a nightmare. - Last night?

My life.

Were you scared?

I get scared.

Of what?

My parents...

...my sister.

You.

Why?

Why?

I feel like something's gonna happen.

And if I scratch the surface there'll be something terrible underneath.

It's perfectly normal to experience a certain...

...irrational fear at your age.

It's no more than a stage.

It will pass, I assure you.

♪ When you get tired of winning ♪

♪ When you get tired of fame ♪

♪ Or when your head is spinning ♪

♪ And you've drunk all the best champagne ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ To society we'll be true ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ Society waits for you ♪

♪ How we all get richer ♪

♪ Playing the rolling game ♪

♪ Only the poor get poorer ♪

♪ We feed off them all the same ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ To society we'll be true ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ Society waits for you ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ To society we'll be true ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ Society waits for you ♪

♪ We'll all sing together... ♪

My ball! Ha!

Come on, come on.

Come on - come and get it. Come and get it, Milo!

Is that confidence or what?

Matter of good breeding, Milo.

Yeah, you're Mr Perfect. You'll probably end up assassinating the president.

You have one warped sense of humor, you know that?

Blanchard.

What?

Jenny!

What?

Blanchard's here.

Damn it, Bill. You know I can't see him.

Will you get rid of him for me, please?

What are brothers for?

- Jenny, please. - Let go of me!

I'm sorry about this. I didn't mean to...

Just give me a minute. I can explain this. Jenny, come on.

Listen to me.

Get the... What the hell do you think you're doing?

- I know how this probably looks. - Are you crazy? Get out.

- Come on. - All right.

Look. Look, something very weird is going on here.

No shit, Sherlock!

I have to talk to you.

I didn't know you had to hide in a closet to talk.

Bill, she is playing games with me, man.

- I'm serious. - Liar!

Jen? Bill?

David, why do you keep bothering my daughter?

- Mrs Whitney, I just want to talk to her. - Please, please, just...

Just leave.

Come on, Blanchard.

Look, I...

What's going on here, guys?

It was nothing, Dad.

It's OK, Daddy.

I thought we weren't going to be seeing David Blanchard any more.

Yes, Daddy.

You should be getting ready.

You know Judge Carter will be there tonight.

I'm almost ready now.

Bill, wasn't that Milo outside?

Yeah. He was just going to take me to...

...the game.

- You OK? - Sure.

So you wanna tell me what's going on with Blanchard?

I don't know. Jealous, I guess. He just wasn't the right sort for me.

Could you zip me up, Billy?

Something wrong?

No. No, it was just a little damp. That's all.

Well, I'm not taking another shower.

Yeah.

Look, I'm... I'm really sorry that I'm gonna miss your coming out.

What a coincidence the way things turn out?

Yeah. Come on, basketball's much more important than a stupid coming out party.

Besides, I've already been dating three years. It's a joke!

Yeah.

We are...

number one!

We are...

number one!

We are... number one!

All right!

Let's hear it for the best player, our hero...

Bill Whitney!

All right!

Isn't he wonderful?

Eat your heart out, girls.

We are number one!

Whoo!

You're just using your athletic ability to get the votes

of the childish morons in this audience.

Looks to me like you just lost the moron vote, Marty.

All right.

Hey! Let's carry on with the debate.

Candidate Whitney, you may respond concerning the proposed dress code.

Yeah... Well...

We should have a dress code, I guess.

And I think we should follow it in...

...the most possible... strict...

- ...we poss... we possibly can. - Speak up!

Louder!

What I mean is if we could prove to the administration

that a dress code really is a problem.

I mean just imagine everybody walking around in those idiotic clothes.

Like Marty over here is wearing right now.

And I mean everybody.

It would make them think there was some kind of a conspiracy.

Hey... She's bad news, man.

Hahaha! The debate and the game.

I nailed the guy who was a shoo-in for the election.

Well, I'm glad to see you're allowing yourself some success without sabotage.

Let me ask you, though.

How do you feel about your family now in light of all these recent victories?

My family?

Yes.

Um...

Nothing.

I mean I don't think about them, they don't think about me. We're just...

We're just one big happy family.

Except for a little incest and psychosis.

Look, I know you're being facetious...

...but I think you really believe that.

No!

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

We're getting along much better now, really.

Hey!

Let's not waste our time bullshitting.

All right, all right.

They don't approve of me, OK? They don't accept my friends.

They don't... They don't talk to me like they do Jenny.

They don't even look like me.

I told you that teenagers sometimes feel alienated from those closest to them.

Alienated.

I think I was adopted.

Don't you think that sounds a little bit paranoid?

No. No, I've never been paranoid.

Just a little bit paranoid, Bill.

Within normal ranges.

You know, you really deserve what's going to happen to you.

What's going to happen?

You're going to make a wonderful contribution to society.

Jenny! Hey!

I need some suntan lotion.

Jenny!

Jenny?

Jenny!

Listen, Jenny, I'm just gonna...

God, Bill, what's the matter with you?

Get outta here!

Jen, I'm sorry, really. I just came in here to get this.

Get outta here!

- Rocky, that's beautiful. - Bill sees the one with the marks on it.

The most incredible crop we've ever raised.

Absolutely fabulous. Rocky, you've done a terrific job.

Bill?

Here he is - the future student body president of Beverly Hills Academy.

We're so excited about our party for Judge Carter next week.

Well, I'm gonna go to the beach today.

When will you be back, son?

- Well, that depends if we go out after... - Don't be late, darling.

I love that one. Look at that. It's really...

This is the best crop you've ever grown.

Absolutely perfect.

I love you, you know.

And if you really loved me...

you'll get us invited to Ted Ferguson's party.

I can't believe we were left out.

Look. He's over there.

Come on, Billy baby, couldn't you just go talk to him?

Please?

Die, alien scum!

Jesus! Goddammit! My hair!

Get back here! Give me that! Hey!

Hey! Hey, get back here! Hey!

Don't get too hot.

Hey-hey! It's Whitney - the wonder boy!

Is this part of the beach dress code?

Hope you're not bent out of shape.

After all, I am the captain of the debating team.

Hey, nothing you do could bend me.

Just remember, Whitney, we don't lose.

What are you gonna do? Rig the election or something?

We don't have to. Martin here was born to lead.

So you know of anything that's going on this week?

This week?

I can't think of anything.

- Well, if you do, let me know. - Hey, I'll send you a telegram.

- Yeah, let me know? - It's my pleasure.

Bill.

Hey, Blanchard. What's up?

I've got something you gotta hear.

You know what? You were out of line with my sister.

God, no. Look. I'm serious. This is very important.

What are you talking about?

Look, not here. Just come with me to the pier, OK?

Please?

You'll find in paragraph ten...

Dad, something's wrong with one of my earrings.

- Jenny. - Hello, Judge Carter.

How is our newest confirmed member of society, this lovely afternoon?

I'm fine. It's my earring that's not doing so well.

I must say, young lady, you certainly added beauty

to an altogether beautiful coming out party.

Don't you agree, Jim?

Prettiest girl there, your Honor.

Please, be seated.

It's right in the back, by the clasp.

Yes. Seems to be something caught in there.

Top secret, hey, Blanchard?

- Everybody in? - Yes, Daddy.

All right, girls. Don't forget your seat belts.

Wait a min... That's my family.

All right, Bill. I know you're going to be a little upset about this

but I put a voice-actuated tape recorder underneath your parents' car

and a microphone in Jenny's ear.

You bugged my family?

It was for a good reason. Just listen to the tape.

I remember my own coming out. I was so excited.

Then you can do it with women as well as men?

Of course.

You know the schedule. First we dine, then copulation.

Someone your own age first, then with your mother and me.

Then in comes the host.

You'll be ready.

You know, I could hardly keep a straight face

when Bill apologized to me about not being able to make it tonight.

Don't be concerned about your brother, Jen.

He's too busy with things in his own world to worry about ours.

You really lucked out, Jen. Ted Ferguson is really cute for a first partner.

Ted Ferguson? Ted Ferguson?

Yeah. Jenny and Ferguson. That's just the beginning. Here, listen.

Wow! Your boobs are totally sexy.

Guys are going to pop high ones the second they see you.

I'm a little nervous though.

Relax, Jenny. Just go with it.

It's so much fun to see how far you can stretch.

Yeah, the hotter and wetter you get, the more you can do.

It's great!

It's a microphone.

Let me see.

David Blanchard's been bothering my daughter recently.

Following her around. Things like that.

He's a real electronics wizard.

Is that so, Jim?

Ted, you are wonderful.

No, don't get too cocky, Ted. You know what I mean?

Ted. My God!

Is that him?

Hey, what are you doing?

God! This is excellent.

What the hell are they doing?

Bill, now come on.

Bullshit, man, you rigged it.

You've been living with them all your life and didn't know about this?

Shut up!

Bill, come on. Don't do it.

- Come on. - Here's your stupid recorder.

Bill, wait!

Dr Cleveland, you've got to listen to this tape.

Billy, has something happened at home?

No, I'm not crazy. This is real.

I can't believe it.

Well, I can't right now, Billy

- but I'd be glad to listen to it later. - No, now. Please?

- Billy! - Please?

Please trust me. I will call you just as soon as I've listened to it

or I'll see you tomorrow.

- No, no. - No, it's OK, Billy.

- Give me the tape. - No.

You still don't trust me?

Are you still afraid of me?

OK, it's up to you, Billy.

If you want to bring it tomorrow, it's OK.

I don't know why I'm afraid but I...

Doctor, it's very important.

I understand.

Listen to it.

OK, now listen.

Yesterday, after you left the beach, I heard something.

It involved my parents, my sister and Ted Ferguson.

He's not inviting us, is he?

I knew it!

Just listen to me for a minute here.

Stop worrying about that stupid party.

It may seem stupid to you but I wanna go.

Is that all you think about?

Parties and social status?

If you're having problems because you're so big-headed and selfish

no wonder no-one ever invites us anywhere.

I don't believe this.

I'm trying to tell you something and you're giving me a bunch of shit.

Fine! Fine! That's just fine!

If that's how you feel about me,

well, I'm just glad that I know it now rather than later.

I don't know, Billy. Maybe we should start seeing other people.

Wait a minute! Shauna!

Shauna!

Shauna, wait!

Man!

- Hey, Bill. - Milo.

Hey, dude, I see you got...

I'm very concerned about you, Billy.

Did you listen to the tape?

You're aware, aren't you, that what you're doing is illegal?

What about what they were doing?

My father and...

sister and my mother.

Together.

- Everybody in? - All in.

Yes, Dad.

Right, girls. Don't forget the seat belts.

Fast forward a little bit.

I remember my own coming out. God, I was so excited!

You mean I can dance with anyone I want?

- Of course! - I don't understand.

You know the schedule. First we dine, then introductions.

Then you'll be presented.

No! No, that... No!

My God, it's so exciting!

Don't worry, dear. We'll be there to help you.

I felt really bad that Bill couldn't come. I hope he doesn't feel left out.

We're very proud of your brother, Jen.

It's just unfortunate that he couldn't be with us.

Th... That's not what I heard.

Bill.

Billy...

People are what they are.

You have to learn to accept that

and you have to learn to accept society's rules of privacy.

If you don't follow the rules, Billy, bad things happen.

Now, some people make the rules and some people follow the rules.

It's a question of what you're born to.

- I really hate giving you drugs, Billy. - What?

I don't believe this.

You can always trust me, Billy.

You gotta believe me.

Blanchard! Look, I need another copy of the tape.

No, it can't wait.

Please? Yeah.

Corner of Roxbury and Wilshire, right. OK. Hurry! OK, hurry!

Blanchard.

Is he dead?

Hey!

This isn't a garage sale.

Look, Officer, he was a friend.

Look...

You can't just wander into the scene of an accident.

Look, Officer, something is definitely wrong...

- Get the hell out of here. - You don't understand.

Get the hell out of here.

Guess what? A telegram came for you.

Listen, Jenny. Something bad happened today.

Come on. Don't you wanna open it?

Go ahead. Read it.

Mr William Whitney...

You are cordially invited to a party

to be given at the residence of Theodore S. Ferguson.

Wow!

This evening, 15 October, at 8.00 pm.

Cordially Ted the Tycoon Ferguson.

Sounds like some bash, son.

But be careful on the drinking and driving.

That home is just beautiful.

Maurice Arnaud did most of the interiors and he says it's his best work to date.

Um...

You guys don't understand. I'm trying to tell you something.

We know all about the automobile accident, son.

It's terrible. Just terrible.

My, it's just... Just awful.

No, wait, I... I don't think you quite understand here.

David's dead.

Jenny.

I know. I'm really gonna miss him.

That's it? You're really gonna miss him?

Look, I know the guy freaked out after you dumped him but come on! Still!

Listen, I'd rather not talk about it please.

So what are you going to wear?

You mean to the funeral?

No, you weirdo. To the Fergusons' party.

Right, Ferguson.

Your name's Clarisa, isn't it?

Clarisa Carlyn?

So where's Shauna?

Well, I...

I didn't expect to see her here, if that's what you mean.

That is who you go with, right?

You know my mum's maiden name too?

Real or adopted?

Bill? Bill, what happened with Blanchard?

Milo! Ferguson invited you?

Come on. Give me a break.

I'm not in the mood, all right?

Whatever turns you on.

At least I don't turn tricks to get my kicks.

That was totally uncalled for.

Have you seen her mother?

Wait, wait! Listen! Listen! What happened today with Blanchard?

Hey! I asked you about Blanchard. You saw it, didn't you?

I can't deal with that right now, OK? I gotta go.

Well, Billy!

We need to talk.

Guess you got my telegram.

Sorry it was so much at the last minute.

I want to talk to you about Blanchard and my sister Jenny.

I thought they broke up.

He wasn't really her type anyway.

Don't be so intense.

Just relax.

Enjoy.

I wanna know what happened to Blanchard.

And I wanna know what you did to my sister at her coming out.

You know the schedule. First we dined.

Then I fucked your sister.

Then everybody else got so turned on they fucked her too.

And as far as bagel breath Blanchard goes,

I ran that low-rent fool right into a pole.

That's a pretty busy week, don't you think?

You are stupid.

You make waves, Whitney, you're gonna drown.

Wet dreams?

You're crazy. You know what you just did?

No. But I know what I'm about to do.

Don't bother. It's his party.

Some day it's gonna be my party.

You know...

You're in danger of losing this button here.

It's only held on by one thread.

Oops!

Told ya.

You're weird.

Wanna go get soaked?

Sure.

Better get out of these wet things.

You seem so fresh.

Are you sure no-one's gonna come in?

I'm all alone.

Lean machine, jelly bean.

Try to run now.

Clarisa?

What's the matter, Billy?

You...

You were in a funny position.

Billy, you're so sweet.

I wonder when exactly you lost your virginity.

See, that's Bill's jeep.

It is.

I can't believe he would do this to me.

Come on, Shauna. It's better you find out now rather than later, right?

Wrong.

God, what a bitch that Clarisa Carlyn is.

Can you imagine what's going on?

All right, all right.

How do you like your tea? Cream? Sugar?

Or do you want me to pee in it?

You're a class act, Clarisa.

I'm so mad I could just scream.

Who's that?

I don't know.

We'd better get outta here.

Shit! Clarisa.

Clarisa.

Home a little early tonight. Don't you think so, Mother?

Has that brain of yours finally gone completely numb?

Mrs Carlyn. Bill Whitney.

Come on, Mother. Out!

Out!

What are you doing?

Lighten up, Billy boy. Drink your tea before you drool.

So what's with her?

She does things I don't like.

I've never known anyone like you.

It's about time you did, honey bunny.

It's getting late.

Shauna!

So are you happy now?

- What do you mean? - What a bitch that Clarisa Carlyn is.

You think you can do anything you want and get away with it.

Just calm down and let me explain.

So was she a good fuck?

Because that's all you're really interested in, isn't it, Billy?

No, look, Shauna. Let...

Um...

Billy! How could you?

Look, I...

Shauna!

Yeah, right there, Dad. That's good.

- What's this? - God, Bill!

Is that thing what I think it is?

That's a really disgusting thing to bring into Mum and Dad's bedroom.

I don't know what's going on here but I don't appreciate it.

Calm down, Bill.

Some of us have to get to school on time.

You know, you look really nice in a tie.

Don't you think so, Jim?

Yes. Yes, he does.

Knock it off here!

Why? Why are you guys doing this to me?

Don't be so paranoid.

Wait...

I'm not paranoid.

Don't be like that. Come on, Bill. Calm down.

You know you'll make such a great contribution to society.

You'll do our whole family proud.

Man, you guys disgust me.

Bill, don't be disrespectful to your mother.

My mother?

God knows where my mother is.

I won't tolerate this language from you, young man.

Fuck you, butthead!

Bill! How dare you use the F word to your father!

Gee, I'm sorry, Mum. Prefer the word "copulation"?

You stay away from me. Don't touch me.

Do something with him.

You don't have to do anything because I'm moving out.

You can't do that.

Blanchard.

He looks really weird.

Not like himself at all.

I think that's what they always look like.

They must have had to do a lot of reconstructive stuff on him.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Bill.

It's imperative that I talk with you.

It's about your parents.

About him.

About some of the things that have been happening here lately.

Society.

What do you mean "society"?

Not here.

Meet me tonight at Franklin Canyon.

About nine at the gate.

Wait a minute. Petrie!

Petrie!

Hey!

Petrie!

Hey!

Petrie, hey!

Who's there?

Who are you?

Agh!

Clarisa, what are you doing here?

I live here.

Yeah, look, I just saw Petrie with his neck cut.

Poor baby. I hope he didn't make a mess.

Where's your phone?

This isn't the one.

I don't think we need the lab to tell us there's no blood.

But, Officer, this isn't the car.

They must have taken it. I don't know.

They?

What are you hopped up on?

Look, I'm telling you, someone killed Martin Petrie.

Up against the car, kids.

Look, this isn't the car, OK? It was a Volvo - not whatever this is.

- And there was a dead person in it. - Is it really that boring?

Being rich?

You gonna frisk me too?

I guess you're just naturally fucked up.

Next time I see you...

it'll be a lot less pleasant.

What now?

You can go home with me.

I'm not in the mood, all right?

Hey, that's not what I meant.

All right. Hey!

We'll begin the presidential debate in a moment.

Bill, why didn't you come home last night?

Mum and Dad are really upset.

Jenny, do you have anything to tell me?

What do you want me to say?

Come on, I swear...

I swear it'll be just between you and me, just tell me the truth.

- About what? - You know what.

Bill, I'm really worried about you.

Yeah.

Sure you are.

All right! Quiet down!

Thank you.

Where's Petrie?

It's strange that Martin Petrie isn't here.

He's never late, he's won every attendance award

but he's not coming here.

No, please.

David Blanchard's death was no accident.

David Blanchard tried to tell me about this society

that kills to keep its existence a secret.

They killed Blanchard.

Martin Petrie tried to tell me about this society

but they got to him before I did.

I saw Petrie...

last night in Franklin Canyon...

murdered.

What?

Martin Petrie is dead.

Would someone like to tell me what's going on here?

I had car trouble.

Nice speech, Whitney!

Bill.

- Bill! Bill, we gotta talk. - Leave me alone, Milo.

I fucked you up, man, and I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd take it this far.

What do you mean?

I mean I was the one who put the shrunken head in your locker

and the sex doll in your jeep but I didn't think you'd flip out.

You!

You, Petrie, Ferguson. Who else was in on this?

- Who else, asshole? - Wait, just give me a chance to explain.

I'm trying to tell you, you crazy son of a bitch,

but you got your own answers, as usual.

I'm not in on anything, but I followed you to Franklin Canyon last night.

I saw Petrie and Ferguson coming out of the woods.

Petrie was wrapped in a blanket.

Then some old station wagon showed up, then an old Ford.

The whole thing was weird.

You... you saw it?

I only followed you because of the way you were acting.

Then it's not me. I'm not going crazy.

Right.

Hey! Why the dolls and stuff?

I don't know.

You just... got me angry.

You know, I'm your best friend when it suits you.

I guess I do go a little overboard.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, man. It's all right.

Milo, I...

I don't know what kind of trouble this is going to be

I'm with you.

Why doesn't it surprise me that you're all here like this?

Thank God you're here.

You nearly spoiled everything.

Bill, we've been worried sick about you.

Yeah, well, look, I would really love to stay and shoot the shit

but I got a big day tomorrow so I'm gonna go to bed.

No, wait.

No, wait a minute, Bill. We wanna talk to you for a second.

I don't think so. What are you doing?

Let go. Let go!

- What do you think you're doing? - Bill!

- What? - I'm sorry.

You know how I hate to give you drugs.

You can't do this to me. I have rights, OK? I'm almost 18.

Thanks, Cleve.

Excuse me.

Miss!

Bill... William Whitney - what room's he in?

I don't see anything here about a Whitney.

I know he's here. He was just brought in.

Just a minute.

Dr Rosewall, 5493.

- William Whitney? - Yeah.

Are you a relative?

Yes.

Well, you'll have to go to the morgue then.

The morgue?

He isn't dead. He just got here.

- Well, I'm sorry. - No, no, no!

No, you're not sorry. There's been a mistake.

Now, please. We don't want to have to call security.

He can't be.

Blanchard, what's up?

I've got something you gotta hear.

I'm sorry.

You know how I hate to give you drugs.

He just wasn't the right sort for me.

You know the schedule. First we dine, then copulation.

Someone your own age first.

I fucked your sister.

Then everybody else got so turned on, they fucked her too.

You know you'll make such a great contribution to society.

You've known them all your life and you didn't know anything about this?

Agh! Agh!

Agh!

Blanchard?

No!

- Let's get this one out of here. - Yes, Doctor.

Easy, easy, easy. Hold this.

That's right. Roll out the red carpet. Bill Whitney never disappoints.

They said you were dead.

Things are just the way they seem, only more so, Milo.

What happened?

What did they do to you?

Nothing! I'm here, aren't I?

I won, Milo. I'm free.

They couldn't handle Whitney the wonder boy.

Bullshit! It's a set-up.

They even brought your jeep here.

Come on! They just want me to be happy.

Bill, you're officially dead.

Come on! Can't you see they're setting you up for something?

Paranoid?

I'm not paranoid. All my fears are real.

Come on.

Where's the party, jelly bean?

Where's your mum? Or is she in on this too?

Why don't you come upstairs. I wanna be a bad girl for you.

A bad little girl, right? A bad little girl?

Come on, you wanna get rough?

Things aren't the way they seem, Billy.

Yeah?

Why don't you stay here a while?

Stay here a while.

Go away. It doesn't work any more.

Don't go home, Billy.

Don't go home? Are you kidding? They want me home.

It's time to party hardy!

Where are we going? What's the plan?

Plan? You kidding?

Agh! Shit!

Mrs Carlyn, don't do that.

All right, get out the car.

OK.

We're gonna take a little ride.

But don't touch the hair.

Shh!

Where'd he go?

I hear him.

Mum? Dad?

Welcome home.

Keep it down.

OK.

Mum, Dad, I'd like to have a little chat with you.

Agh! Agh!

Wonderful!

Wonderful! Everyone was just wonderful!

And now, ladies and gentlemen, Judge Carter.

My dear, my dear!

You were both absolutely brilliant.

Thank you.

Well done. Well done indeed.

Effective, efficient.

And to say the very least, entertaining.

I do love the... smell of the hunt

And the taste of the shunt.

Who wouldn't, your Honor.

What's going on?

You see, Bill?

It's like this.

There's no business like show business.

Who are you?

I am not your mother.

Jesus, Bill! You never were one of us.

Who are you?!

You almost understand, don't you, Bill?

You're a different race from us,

a different species, a different class.

You're not one of us.

You have to be born into society.

Alien scum.

No. No, we're not from outer space or anything like that.

We have been here... as long as you have.

It's a matter of...

...good breeding really.

Alien scum!

Good evening, madam.

Clarisa! Where have you been?

You're late. Come.

You've done very well, Jim.

I'm pleased to be able to contribute.

Anything for society.

You too, young man. You have a bright future ahead of you.

We may have an internship for you this summer in Washington.

Come on, Mrs Carlyn.

You're going to be my date.

Jenny's going to Radcliffe. She'll tour Europe first, of course.

Nanny, Nanny, you are such a lucky woman.

Jenny is a real beauty.

She possesses such natural poise.

Yes, Jim and I both derive a great deal of pleasure from her.

Don't we, darling?

Ladies and gentlemen...

...tonight...

...we have a double header.

Blanchard!

After the first shunting...

we'll have that special treat we've been hearing so much about.

A wonderful specimen, in his prime.

Nurtured by Jim and Nan

in their very own home.

Keep your eye on Blanchard, Billy boy.

Cuz you're next.

No!

No! God!

Let go of me!

Jim.

Jenny.

Goodbye, David.

Stop it!

You're not going to get a taste for these pathetic animals, are you?

Don't worry. You'll get your share.

We're all gonna get our share.

What the fuck's going on?

Didn't you know, Billy boy?

The rich have always sucked off low-class shit like you.

There it is. There's the house.

Hey!

Hey, what are you doing in there?

This is a private party and private property.

It's members only.

We're invited.

You're invited! Who's that?

This is my mother.

Hair! Hair, Mrs Carlyn.

Wait a minute!

He's good and pliable, your Honor.

No!

Someone help me!

Look! Look!

A beauty mark.

Pretty, isn't it?

Please.

Yes!

The hair!

Shunt him!

And now...

...we'll get to the bottom...

God!

...of this.

Whoo!

Run, Billy.

I love you.

Billy.

Get him!

Don't let him get away.

Where are you?

Where are you, Billy?

Anyone around my face is I.T. it!

It's showtime, Billy!

You wanna play? You wanna play?

Let me give you a hand, Bill.

Mum?

Billy.

How sweet of you.

To come here to me.

If you have any Oedipal fantasies you'd like to indulge in, Billy, now's the time.

Well, son, I guess you're right.

I am a butthead!

Hey, hey, hey, Bill.

It's just another hang-up, Billy.

No!

Stop it!

Hi ho, everybody! Here comes Billy.

Let go of me. Stop!

Dinner is served.

Billy on the half shell!

Billy!

Leave her alone.

Well, well, well.

Look what we have here.

You gonna rescue the young maiden, Billy?

Something like that.

You and me, man to man.

Well, well! A slave revolt!

I love it. You gotta save the girl. That's so cute!

Billy, don't! You'll only make it worse.

Shut up, Clarisa.

Jim! Nan! Where the hell are you?

I've got to pull myself together.

Beauty mark.

I'm getting too old for this.

Nan! Jim! Hey, come on, you guys. Knock it off, will ya?

You've got to come downstairs. You've got to see this.

We'll be right out. We're changing.

Really? Into what?!

Members of society.

Hailing from Beverly Hills,

with lineage dating from Julius Caesar

and Genghis Khan,

the master of the hunt,

the champion of the shunt,

Ted 'The Tycoon' Ferguson.

And...

in this corner

from nowhere in particular...

...Bill 'The Bastard' Whitney.

Gentlemen...

begin, begin.

Is everybody ready for the big shunt of the night?

Hey, Ferguson.

Shunt the little bastard!

Bill! Bill!

Bill!

See this arm, Bill? You're gonna get very familiar with it.

Stop! No!

Shit!

Is that all you got?

Come on, Gumby. Give me your best shot.

All right, Billy. The game's over.

I told you, Whitney. We don't lose.

Ever.

Shunt him! Shunt him!

What's going on?

God! He's turned him inside out.

Don't touch him till he's congealed.

Clarisa!

Bill, come on, man.

You'll never get away with this.

Don't count on it.

Butthead.

Come on! Come on!

Outta the way!

Well, Dr Cleveland, it looks as though

I may have an opening in Washington next summer.

Know what I mean?

♪ When you get tired of winning ♪

♪ When you get tired of fame ♪

♪ Or when your head is spinning ♪

♪ And you've drunk all the best champagne ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ To society we'll be true ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ Society waits for you ♪

♪ How we all get richer ♪

♪ Playing the rolling game ♪

♪ Only the poor get poorer ♪

♪ We feed off them all the same ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ To society we'll be true ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ Society waits for you ♪

♪ Some may call us sinners ♪

♪ We think of ourselves as saints ♪

♪ Some may call us pillars ♪

♪ It's done with such restraint ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ To society we'll be true ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ Society waits for you ♪

♪ Some may call us sinners ♪

♪ We think of ourselves as saints ♪

♪ Some may call us pillars ♪

♪ It's done with such restraint ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ To society we'll be true ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ Society waits for you ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together ♪

♪ To society we'll be true ♪

♪ Then we'll all sing together... ♪