Ladies and gentlemen, here's Mesa State College,
coached by Fred Turner.
This year's Mesa State team look like they're on their way to a championship.
Buck, you were fantastic! Those little men didn't have a chance.
- Hey, Buck! Buck Murphy. - Did you like the game, Mr Putnam?
Never seen anything like it since the days I was playing.
You ran 'em into the ground.
Keep it up, and you don't have to worry about your future.
- Wasn't he marvellous, Daddy? - He was great!
Buck, give us an undefeated season and the school won't forget you.
I'll try, sir, but I only throw them. Ross Baker catches them.
Of course! Go get your shower. Ha-ha!
Hey, that's three times in a row. I think we got a winning team.
We need a new cheerleader.
Let's have try-outs this week. I'll post a notice in the student centre.
OK, good. Good idea. Let's go.
Great job, Turner. You got a winner this time.
Thanks, John. Couldn't have done it without alumni support.
You've got it. You just keep on winning!
Hey, wait, John.
You got a minute? I'd like to talk to you.
Sure, what's on your mind?
You know, this team is the best thing to hit this school in 30 years.
And just between you and me, we're heading for an undefeated season.
You don't have to tell me. I can see that.
What I really mean is there's no reason
why you and I can't win just as much as the team.
Do you, er, follow me?
Um, let's take a walk. Tell me what's on your mind.
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low! Hit 'em where the daisies grow.
Hit 'em... Kick 'em in the knees, kick 'em in the shin.
Hit 'em where the daisies grow.
Hit 'em so we can win! Yeah, Mesa!
Thank you, Margaret. That'll be all.
It was just awful. Don't you think so?
- Not too bad. - Seven out of ten.
Well, I hope we can do better than that.
Is this where I try out for the cheerleaders?
Buck, you silly thing! What are you doing here?
Just checking out the candidates, that's all.
Well, you just do your checking somewhere else and not here.
Next!
We want a victory and we're gonna get it!
Yeah, team!
We want a victory and we're gonna get it!
Go team! Yeah Mesa!
Thank you, sweetheart.
Thought I'd fall asleep.
Next, Kate Cory!
OK, sweetheart, give it your all now for Mesa State.
Ready? Hit it!
Ra-ra-ri! Kick 'em in the knee.
Ra-ra-ra! Kick 'em in the other knee.
And ra-ra-ri! Kick 'em in the knee.
Ra-ra-ra! Kick 'em in the other knee.
Ra-ra-ri! Kick 'em in the knee.
Ra-ra-ra! Kick 'em in the other knee.
Yeah, Mesa!
Number three, Margaret Williams.
She was very sincere. I vote yes.
Are you serious? I don't know.
Not enough pep. I vote no too.
OK, number four, Kate Cory.
She was dressed in those dirty cut-offs, for Pete's sake. I vote no.
She must have something. Buck had his eye on her.
He did not!
Besides, that wouldn't influence my vote anyway.
I still vote no.
She had all the moves. She must have practised.
- She had plenty of pep. - Yeah.
She moved really nicely and she had a great smile.
That was very insincere. She was just teasing us with her vulgar attitude.
Buck didn't think so.
Buck isn't voting!
I vote no, no, no!
- I vote yes. - I vote yes.
Then that's it. Kate Cory is our new cheerleader.
I did it, Ron.
Ron, I did it.
Terrific! You did what?
You are looking at Mesa State's new cheerleader.
- New what? - Cheerleader, dummy.
You know, ra-ra!
Are you crazy or something? You must have flipped out.
Cheerleaders are nowhere, baby.
- It is guerrilla warfare, Ron. - Guerrilla warfare.
You see, I need a topic for my journalism term paper.
So I started thinking.
What is the most exploited, demeaning activity on campus?
- Cheerleading. - Right on.
I'll get my cheerleading costume today, practise in the morning,
and begin my paper in the afternoon.
They will never know what hit 'em.
An undercover cheerleader for the underground press.
Beautiful!
If it's good I'll edit it myself and put it in a special edition.
What is that?
This is a relic of the nearly forgotten past.
Very cleverly engineered to hold you together when you jump up and down.
Come here. Let me see that thing.
Now, also a cheerleader must not be a loose and immoral woman.
Hey, how did you know how to do that?
There really is something to this stuff. It's such a turn-on to take it off.
Yeah? I bet they had a lot of fun in Queen Victoria's time,
what with all those lace petticoats and girdles and things.
Yeah, maybe you ought to dress up like this sometime and we'll get high.
OK. You've got to wear a cod piece.
And I've got to see you...
- ...in a cod piece. - Oh, my cod, my cod!
- Mm. - Cheerleader, huh?
- Yeah. - That's pretty far out.
- There is one thing, though. - Yeah? What's that?
Ah, I have to move into the dorm.
- Into the dorm? - Yes.
To do my research, don't you see?
It's just for the duration of the term paper.
And I will do all of my work here.
- And all your play. - Right here.
If you eat that by yourself, I'll give you another one free.
Great. I could eat it on the way to the hospital.
Are you sure you want that beer, darling?
I mean, you should really lose a few pounds before Saturday.
Dig in, sports fans.
Do you know where Ross is? He said he'd be here.
Don't worry. He'll be here.
- Meet you in the middle. - Buck, you're so evil.
What do you think, Kate? Am I evil?
That depends on what your next move is.
Buck, you're terrible.
Isn't it awful the way these football players take liberties?
They must think they're heroes, the way they carry on.
Remember, you can't treat ladies the same way
you treat football players on the field.
Where's she running off to? You'd think she didn't enjoy our company.
- Hi. - Sorry.
- I'm behind schedule about two hours. - For what? The Miss America contest?
I've got a date. With Ross Baker.
Ah, yes, the star football player.
How natural.
You do this for every date, Andrea?
How do you have time for anything else?
Ross wants me to look good, so I've got to look good, right?
My God, I'm out of eyeliner.
- Lisa, can I use your eyeliner? - Coming up.
I bet he'd like you a lot better without this iron maiden.
- You mean my bra? - Ever thought of going without it?
No. What would Ross think?
If Ross has the same basic equipment as other men I know, he will love it.
I know that. He always take it off anyway later. I mean, in public.
- Hi Kate. Welcome to the madhouse. - Hi Lisa, thanks.
I'm just trying to liberate Andy here from her bra
in the interests of higher education.
It seems she is way ahead of me in that.
Only in ambition.
Honey, we've all been trying to get this kid laid for quite a while.
She seems to have something against it.
- Come on, Lisa. - You mean she has never 'done it'?
I just never found the right guy, that's all.
I'm willing, I think.
What's the matter with this Ross character?
Looks like he knows his way around a... computer program.
Actually, he is a little shy.
It's not that he doesn't try. He just gets me to a certain point.
Then I just can't go any further. I don't know why, I just can't.
I think I have just the thing for you.
Here.
If this doesn't do the trick, you should trade your halfback in for a newer model.
Come on, Andy. She's right.
This might be the night.
Got news for you, Ross.
You'll never get off the ground without feathers.
Won't be the first time.
Hey, Stud. Haven't you made it with the virgin queen yet?
Almost.
Almost? What do you mean, almost?
You're giving the whole team a bad name, Ross.
You've been dating Andrea for months.
Spending a lot of money and everything and you haven't even scored yet.
Tonight's the night. I'm sure of it.
Good. Positive thinking.
I'm going to let you in on one of my innermost secrets.
Now, instead of taking her out...
bring her here and cook dinner for her,
with some soft music, a little candlelight,
and a little wine to mellow her down.
It's an absolutely infallible method.
- Really? - It never misses.
- But I don't cook. - Neither can I. No problem.
I'll order you my special menu...
It will be delivered to your door, ready to eat.
All you have to do is splatter a little gravy on your apron and you're all set.
Hey, Buck.
I can't do that.
How bad do you want it?
Cordon bleu.
Cheers!
Cheers, Andy. Don't you want to toast?
May I have some wine?
This is good, Ross. I didn't know you could cook.
It is good, isn't it?
You got to try my remoulade.
No.
For Christ's sakes, what's the matter now?
Nothing, I just can't.
I thought you wanted to tonight.
I did want to but I just can't.
Ross, please don't.
OK.
I love you. I thought we had something together
but I can't take this anymore.
It's not realistic. It's killing me.
It's just not natural. You're almost 20 years old. What are you saving it for?
Maybe you can live like this but I can't.
I've had it, goodbye.
- Where are you going? - I just got to get out.
- You stay here if you want. - I'm sorry.
- I didn't mean to make you mad. - I'm not mad!
I don't know what I am. I'm just not mad.
See ya.
Wow!
Looking them over good, now Fred?
What, what? Oh! Yeah.
Hey, that Larson-Ross combination was all right.
Those two boys work together like they've got the same head on them.
This Sunday's game will be a turkey shoot.
Say, by the way, our friend with the numbers tells me
we can get eight to five odds by holding the spread down to six points.
It'll be OK against Irwindale,
but if we try to squeeze it too much, it just won't look good.
OK, I'll set it up then. How much do you want in for?
- Er, a thousand? - All right.
Oh, er, John?
I'm a little short right now.
Do you, er, think the alumni association can loan me a thousand?
This one time, Fred.
That's all I need.
Hey, John. How about giving the boys one of your pep talks right now?
- OK. - All right.
Go!
Hey, how's the Vestal Virgin?
- None of your goddamn business. - She didn't surrender yet, huh?
- A lot of guys waiting in line, you know. - Including you?
I've got my sights on that new one over there. Kate what's-her-name.
Yeah? You and about a dozen other guys.
No problem. I got her all locked up already.
Oh, yeah? What about Mary Ann?
Well, we have an arrangement.
She thinks she's keeping me in line by deciding when she wants to put out.
So I just keep my rep up by balling all the other chicks
and she'd be the last to know.
Women believe what they want to believe.
Let's hit it!
Hit 'em again, hit 'em again, harder, harder.
Kate, you're not doing it right. It's the right arm with the left leg.
That's what I was doing, Mary Ann. My right arm with my left leg.
Everybody, let's just call it a day. I think we're just a little bit tired. OK?
Let's call it a day?
- Hi. - Hi.
Can you be ready in about 15 minutes?
- Ready for what? - What do you think?
I've got a couple of hours. We can go over to my place
- and get it on. - What?
Sure, I want to finish what we started.
Just like that, eh? You want me, just whistle.
Well, what do you mean? I thought...
You thought that just because you rang the doorbell
you could walk right in and make yourself at home, did you?
Typical puerile, pig-skinned jock.
I choose my own sex partners, thank you.
And don't bother to get on the waiting list because it's for men only
and I don't think you'll quite make it.
Buck! Daddy's gonna make a speech.
Well, it looks like somebody's tugging at that ring in your nose
so you'd better get moving, boy.
- Buck, come on! - Wait a minute, Kate.
Listen, I'm sorry. You're right.
Can I talk to you later maybe?
How's it going?
Better than I dreamed it would.
I am calling it "The Swinging Cheerleaders -
"an examination of female exploitation in contemporary society".
Dynamite.
Listen, what do you say you take a break
and let your typewriter cool off.
I don't think so, Ron. I have to get these notes typed up.
Which one of those jocks is starting to look good to you?
Don't be foolish.
Come on. I'm horny. It's been a while, you know.
Goddamn it, Ron. Can't you see I am busy?
No, hold on. Getting a little bit touchy, aren't you?
I think you're starting to see a little too much of those Neanderthals.
Those Neanderthals have a few qualities you might take a good look at.
I see. Now those football pigs are better than I am.
- Is that it? - You said it. I didn't.
All right, Kate. You do your damn research.
And I hope you get a good grade.
I think you're jealous.
You play your little game, Kate.
When you're through, let me know.
Now we see through Herman's law,
the permutations of a secondary nature are in fact limited
to the number of...
I'll finish off tomorrow. Class dismissed.
Listen, you guys go on ahead to the goalpost.
I have to see Thorpe about some tutoring.
I failed my last quiz.
And if I don't keep up my grade, I don't keep my scholarship.
- Simple statistics. - See you later!
- Oh, Professor Thorpe? - Yes, Lisa.
I have a problem. Could you see me now?
My office in five minutes?
Fine. Thank you very much.
- Frank, I love you so much. - Mm-hm, yeah, me too.
But hey, what's the idea of sitting there
in the front row with no underpants like that?
Don't you know what that does to me when I'm explaining permutations?
Sure, but I want to take your mind off permutations,
for a while at least.
Sure, but in the middle of a school day?
Please. Couldn't we?
Just for a little while.
God, lady, you're such a turn-on.
Hello? Oh, yes, sweetheart.
Yeah, I had to work late. Didn't I tell you?
There was a departmental meeting this afternoon.
Then I had a few papers to correct.
I'm sorry, I should have phoned.
Yes, it was important enough to stay here.
Well, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't phone every time I'm five minutes late!
When are you going to get your divorce, Frank?
You're making yourself miserable.
You're making us miserable.
Pretty soon.
These things take a lot of time and a lot of money.
I don't know how much longer I can go on pretending I don't know you.
It's tearing me apart.
Me too. Just hang in there a little longer.
I've got a few investments down.
Pretty soon we're going to be rolling in so much clover,
we can build a pile of it on the bed and ball in it.
Frank, we don't need money to be happy.
Don't fool yourself, kid.
Money buys happiness. That's what it's all about.
Believe me.
I got to go, kid. I'll see you.
Mesa State to play. Larson calling signals.
- Get in there and kick some ass. - Kick ass, Skip.
Well, did you place the bets?
Everything's set. The odds are even better now.
Hold them to six points and we clean up.
Anybody suspicious?
No, but we'd better win the next few games pretty big.
And then we can move in with better odds.
Take him out, Schwartz, take him out!
Look, you give me the right schedule. I'll take care of the rest.
- You'll have it. - OK.
Good, nice work.
The least you can do is pay attention, Kate.
OK, come on, ready? Begin!
Half-time score: Mesa State 14, Irwindale 0.
All right, second team get in there.
Go!
- Second team, coach? - That's what I said.
But we have to score.
Think you're the only one who can play ball, Buck?
Give some of the other kids a chance.
Mesa State sending in substitutions.
Jaworski into the game.
First to ten.
And they go around in for a 25, 30, 35 yard gain
to the Mesa State 40 yard line.
State focus again. And there's the final gun.
Mesa State not on form today but they still come out on top: 21 to 9.
Why are you guys looking so down? We won didn't we?
Not really. We should have creamed that fourth rate bunch of stumblers.
- What do you mean? - Why don't you ask the coach?
Coach? I don't get it.
Buck! Bucky, Daddy's waiting.
Wait a second, Kate.
I'd kinda like to have that talk with you now.
Sounds like you're pretty tied up.
Well, I gotta show up at the victory party, but...
I can get away in about an hour.
Well, OK.
Come up to my place and maybe I'll be in.
Buck!
Katy, come on. Aren't you coming to the party?
I'll be along in a minute, guys. I've got some things to take care of.
Oh.
Come in, Buck.
Hi, Kate.
Sit down.
Well, you'd better come to the point.
Your friends might come looking for you if you're gone too long.
Oh, I get it. You're needling me about Mary Ann again.
That's such an easy target, Kate. You ought to aim higher than that.
I guess you're right. I'm sorry.
Listen, Kate. I'm here on a football scholarship.
And staying in college means a lot to me.
My father saved up all his life to put his kids through college.
Then he got sick and it all went to keeping him alive
in a coma for three years.
What I'm getting at is that I'd put up with just about anything not to let him down.
I'm so sorry about that.
No, I can't blame you.
I guess I came on like a real ass, didn't I?
Then you start talking like that
to show off to your friends and it gets to be a habit.
Can you forget it?
Forget it.
What did you want to talk to me about?
Kate, I don't know.
I think there's something funny going on.
- What do you mean? - We were only up by 11 points
and Turner sent in the second team.
I mean, it just doesn't make sense.
I don't know much about football,
but I'm sure Coach Turner knows what he's doing.
Yeah, except for today.
I just have the feeling that something's wrong.
Would you mind keeping an eye out
and let me know if anything seems funny to you?
OK. But why me, Buck?
I don't know. I just feel you're more serious, I guess.
Like you said, I guess I'd better be going.
Buck, I'm glad we talked.
So am I, Kate.
I didn't offer you anything. Would you like a cup of coffee or something?
Yeah, sure.
It'll just take a minute.
Actually, I really don't have to go at all.
Hey, it wasn't bad.
We can try again, if you like.
I don't know, Buck.
Maybe you should go.
Is that what you really want?
You have to help me decide.
Welcome home.
When did you start sitting up in the dark?
When the sun went down.
- What have you been up to? - Oh, the usual.
Research for my article.
Far out.
Ron, I've come across something I don't quite understand.
- About what? - About football.
Can people bet on games and win a lot of money?
Sure, if they know who's gonna win.
You know if you have the best team, don't you?
Yeah.
But then so does everybody else.
So you bet a points spread.
Like when you win back 6 points, or 12 or whatever.
But you can't tell what that's going to be, can you?
No, not unless you rig the game.
That's pretty hard to do.
Would there be a lot of money in that?
Sure. You'd have to rig out a whole season to really score.
Listen, speaking of scoring...
I did today.
- Want to get high? - I don't think so, Ron.
I've been getting such bad vibes from you lately.
Oh, yeah?
Maybe you're feeling guilty about something.
You are surly tonight. Are you getting you period or what?
What I'm getting is tired of waiting for you
to finish servicing that ra-ra playboy of yours.
So that's it? All right, I won't deny it happened.
It was part of my research.
A quick one two for the old journalism class, is that it?
How was it?
Not bad.
In fact it was great, I loved it.
Now, would you like to hear the details?
Would that turn you on? It would, wouldn't it?
- Well, let's see... - Shut up!
Well, now we're finally down to basics, aren't we?
The only reason I don't beat the crap out of you
is because I think you'd like it.
Now, you and your Buck Larson can research yourselves to death.
But don't come here afterwards, baby.
You don't have to worry about that any more, Ron.
I've decided not to do my paper.
I'll find another topic. And another typewriter.
I have learned one thing anyway.
Things aren't always what they seem to be.
Don't eat your heart out, waiting for him to come back.
Well, what can I do?
Look, you have gotten into a rut, worrying about Ross.
You need to do it the first time with a complete stranger.
Somebody you will never see again.
Of course, she's right, Andy.
Find somebody you don't give a shit about.
You'd be surprised what that can do for a girl.
- Really? - Sure.
You mean it?
Don't be afraid to use men for what you want.
They do it to us without a qualm.
Well said, sister.
I'm not so sure.
Come on!
Take a chance.
OK... I'll do it.
- Resolved? - Resolved.
That's it. I'll just make out with the first far-out freak that hits on me.
You can't imagine how much better I feel already.
You don't know yet how much better you're going to feel, sweetheart.
Read about corruption in high places!
Get your Mesa Free Press!
Read about corruption in high places!
- Hi! - Hi.
- Want a paper? - Sorry, no money.
It's all right. No one's buying them anyway.
Headed for the big party?
No, I'm going to the dorm.
Doesn't sound like much fun.
- I don't mind. - Well, I guess you wouldn't.
Want some company?
Well, there's newspapers to sell.
Well, this isn't exactly the best crowd to sell any free press.
You're the first one to take one.
Glad to give it to you.
I tell you what. Why don't we go back to my place
and I'll even give you a glass of Spanish sherry to drink
while you read the paper.
- OK, let's go. - All right.
To the freedom and dignity of man.
You really believe that, don't you?
Yes, I do.
Because I believe it, I've been clubbed by the police,
tear-gassed by the National Guard,
arrested and jailed by the jackals of the White House.
I've been subjected to backroom tortures
that you couldn't even imagine.
You see this.
See this scar?
That's from two weeks in the Baltimore county jail
before they even charged me with a crime.
They tortured you?
But they didn't break me.
I didn't know.
How could you? I don't tell many people.
But somehow I feel I can talk to you.
Isn't that wonderful how you could talk to someone who's a stranger?
Yes, you understand!
Yes, we are strangers.
And yet I feel like I've known you all my life.
Yes, I feel that way too.
I feel you could help me with something, a problem I have.
- Why don't I put on some music? - Ah, I'd like that.
I'll take care of everything.
Now, about that problem.
Well, I don't know how to say this, but...
Yes?
Oh, gosh, I know this sounds weird
but I don't know if I'm still a virgin.
I see.
I mean, I am actually.
I've never gone all the way
but I don't know if I have my protection any more.
A-ha.
Well, that depends on whether you've been doing a lot of motorcycle riding
or horseback riding.
Could you...?
Yeah?
I wonder if you'd mind, I mean, if you could tell.
Could I tell?
Yes, with your hand, I mean.
Oh, I suppose.
You mean now?
- Do you feel anything? - Nothing unusual.
- Does that hurt? - No, not at all.
- What about that? - Oh.
I'd say everything feels about normal.
It'd be a lot better if we took off our clothes.
- No, I couldn't do that. - Come on, let me help you.
No, look, please. Let's just do it like this for a minute.
Shit. All right, like this.
- Gently. - I'll be gentle.
- Is that it? - Not quite.
You will be careful, won't you?
I'll be careful.
I'm not protected or anything.
Oh, OK.
I'll take care of you, baby. Don't worry about a thing.
Ron, come on. Let's do it some more!
I want to do it every way there is. This is my first time.
I want it to be wonderful.
- Sorry. - Hey, baby. Try some of this.
Ooh, jeez. That's terrible.
Mm. It's all part of the scene. You want to do everything, don't you?
OK, then, will you show me some more ways to do it?
Sure. You're right.
You should do everything the first time.
It's the only way you'll know what the real you is like.
Hey, what's happening?
Shut up. Just listen to me.
I want you to round up some of the family members
and come right over.
I've got this really fantastic thing going.
We are going to do something really depraved.
A nihilistic happening, you dig? Huh?
Are you ready for this?
We are going to gang bang a cheerleader.
It's gonna be your night of nights, kid.
Make up for all those wasted years you've been saving it.
Thanks.
What in the world? Andy!
Ross, what happened?
I don't know everything.
She staggered into my place at 5 o'clock this morning.
She wasn't talking clearly about it but I got enough to know what to do.
What do you mean?
She'll tell you if she wants to.
I tried to take her to a doctor but she wouldn't go.
- Oh, my God. - You'll be all right now, Andy.
I feel like it's all my fault.
I'm gonna take care of you now, forever, if you still want me.
Oh, Ross. Of course I do.
Can you still want me after all that's happened?
I think I can.
Really, I mean that.
- You're such a good person. - Oh, Lord.
Come on, Andy. Let's put you to bed.
You just need to catch a few good z's and you'll be OK.
Well, I got some important business to take care of.
I'll stop in and check on her later.
Here, this'll be good on the old tum-tum.
Well, aren't you gonna tell us what happened?
It was horrible.
It was so horrible, I don't think I can talk about it.
Oh, come on, Andy! You owe it to us.
- Yeah, who is it? - Telegram.
- Put 'em up, freak! - What are you talking about?
You know what I'm talking about.
I'm gonna thrash you within an inch of your life.
I want to see you defend yourself like a man, if you could imagine that.
Are you out of your fucking mind?
Get up, and don't give me any of that 'we shall overcome' routine either.
Not this time, pig. This is my house.
At half way, Mesa State - 28, SJU - 6.
After two disappointing performances recently
this Mesa State football squad is really back in the groove.
SJU tackle for a 10 yard loss.
SJU has been unable to move the ball effectively so far today.
Mesa State wins it, 42 to 12.
Hey, Frank, What it is, huh?
Hey, I want you to meet my friend. Lisa, Ernie.
My, my. Where have you been keeping this lovely young thing?
Out of sight. Not no more.
- There'll be good times from now on. - Right.
Enjoy the fruit of success, they say.
All right, er, as they say.
By the way, Ernie, you got some of the fruit in the fruit bowl for me today?
Sure have, bro.
- Thanks, Ernie. - No problem.
But I got to say, I sure wish I had some of that good luck
you've been grabbing lately.
Good living, my friend. That's the secret.
- What'll you have? - A scotch on the rocks.
A black Russian.
Frank, that's the third time tonight someone's handed you one of those.
If I didn't know you better, I'd swear you were running numbers.
I used to when I was a kid. Right in the same neighbourhood in fact.
That's how I got interested in statistics.
You know, figuring the odds.
You sure seem different here. You don't even talk the same.
Yeah? Maybe that's the real me.
You know, the together me. You like it?
I don't know. It's kind of scary.
- It turns me on! - All right!
Is that black enough for you?
Come on, swinger. Dance with me.
Let's go.
Oh, Lisa. It's beautiful.
Yeah, it is. Isn't it?
Congratulations.
Of course, you've got to keep it quiet.
He hasn't gotten his divorce yet so I can't flash it around.
He's gonna quit teaching after we're married.
Take a long honeymoon in the Caribbean.
On a teacher's salary?
Oh, he's got some kind of investments.
What kind of investments?
I don't know. Kind of shady I guess.
Some kind of gambling thing.
But, whatever it is, he always wins.
It kind of grows by square roots or something like that.
You know how he is with numbers. A genius!
Hey, where's your beer? You can't come in here without a beer!
- Hey, Bartender. - Oh, come on Buck. Be serious.
- I have to talk to you. - I am serious. I'm very serious.
This is just an act I'm putting on to deceive the spectators.
- Now, what's up? - Is there somewhere we can be alone?
Right here. Not even the CIA would bug us for all this noise.
Hey, Buck.
Excuse us, pretty lady, but we have some men's business to talk about.
Suzy is upstairs in George's room, giving everybody head.
Everything.
I thought you'd like to know about it and get into it before she passes out.
- For Christ's sake, leave me alone! - Why don't you want to do it?
She gives lousy head anyway.
Buck, come on. This is really serious.
Ah, yeah. Sorry about that.
OK, go ahead. I'm all yours.
All right. Without going into a lot of details,
I think Coach Turner and some of the others are betting on the games
and rigging them to go the way they want.
Huh?
You told me how Coach Turner held the team back so you couldn't score.
But we won by 30 points. The old bastard never rode us so hard.
I know. That's how they get the odds up. Don't you see?
- Then the next time... - Wait a minute.
Maybe we should go someplace where we can be alone.
Buck! Bucky! You're missing all the fun.
My, you're getting awfully friendly with my fiancé.
- Your what? - Fiancé, darling.
Oh, it's all right.
I talked it over with Daddy and everything's all worked out.
What?
Hey, everybody! Buck's got an announcement to make.
Um... er...
Oh, silly boy!
What he wants to say is that we're officially announcing our engagement.
You shouldn't try to play out of your league, little girl.
Hey, cheerleader. Got a minute?
Well, the campus radical.
I suppose every campus has to have one.
- Like a village idiot. - Very funny.
By the way, I heard about what happened to you.
Very interesting, I must say.
I suppose you're going around saying you've been worked over by the FBI
- or the CIA, or... - All right, already.
Trouble with you is you don't recognise an ally when you see one.
- Words, words, words. - You got it.
And here they are. I think you'll want to read these.
Why would I want to read anything of yours?
They're not mine.
They are the deathless prose of a certain mutual friend.
On your marks, get set...
Not now. When you got some time.
All right, you animals. Ten laps! Go!
You're looking better than ever, Fred.
Yeah. See the paper this morning?
They say we're a cinch to have an undefeated season.
Yeah, I saw that.
From the numbers, they said they'd push the odds up 20% on the big game.
- Oh, boy, oh, boy! - That's just what I was thinking.
This is our big chance, Fred. The chance of a lifetime.
If I can hold Larson and Ross down to seven points
we'll win by 14 and it'll look clean.
No, not this time.
What do you mean? These guys are in top form.
- I can't turn 'em loose. - You're not going to.
In fact, you're gonna hold them so tight, Mesa will lose the game.
Lose it? But John, we can have an undefeated season.
Look, Fred. The odds against losing are 40-1.
Would you rather have an undefeated season or be a rich man?
You've done a beautiful job so far. Only this one last time.
Yeah, but they're like a team of wild horses.
I can rein them in a little bit.
But I can't make Buck Larson lay down and play dead.
- I can. - You mean bring him into the fix?
- Yep. - He wouldn't do it... Would he?
Look. He's engaged to my daughter, Mary Ann.
He's expecting a fine future in my sporting goods business
and we'll give him a good piece of the action. He's no fool, Fred.
But suppose, just suppose he says no.
There'll be an alternative. I'm no fool either.
And I've got the whole alumni treasury riding on this one, my friend.
Look, I'll tell you what.
Why don't you find yourself a little cheerleader
who'd like a nice long vacation in the Bahamas, first class?
You're still a young man, Freddy.
You're entitled to enjoy the good things in life, aren't you?
Sorry, I didn't see you standing there.
No, it was my fault. I was standing here watching you.
I thought you were asleep.
You looked so peaceful, just like a little boy.
I was just concentrating on some new plays I've designed here.
Oh, really?
How fascinating!
So creative.
Gosh, we sure are lucky to have you for a coach, Mr Turner.
Well, I do my best, that's all.
Although, we're lucky to have you as a cheerleader too, Miss Cory.
Girls like you give the boys something they think is worth fighting for.
Gosh, that makes me tingle all over when you talk like that!
Really? Well, you er, give me those same feelings sometimes.
- Did you know that? - What?
Why, Mr Turner...
that's the finest compliment any cheerleader could ever ask for.
Mm.
Why, I'm really touched, Miss Cory,
Please, don't be formal with me.
My friends call me Katy.
Well, er... fine, Katy.
Now, did you want to see me about anything?
Don't you know?
Well, er, not exactly.
I think you do.
I think you're a very perceptive man.
- Oh, isn't that beautiful? - Yeah.
I've always dreamed of going someplace like this.
Have you? So have I.
You know, I'd give just about anything to go here.
I mean just chuck everything and go. You dig what I mean?
I sure do!
How would you like to do something crazy, just once in your life?
Oh, don't tease me, Fred.
I'm not. Maybe I'm plum crazy,
but why don't we both, you and me together,
just, like you say, chuck everything and go!
Oh, jeepers, I... I really want to
but it's so expensive and I haven't anything to wear.
Oh, for heaven's sake, that's no problem.
- It isn't? - No, no!
Katy, I may not look like it but I'm a rich man.
- At least I will be pretty soon. - Really?
You can have all the fancy white bikinis
and the rhinestone studded jeans your pretty little heart desires.
- You mean it? - You bet your life!
- Fantastic, then when? - Right after the big game if you want.
I am gonna collect on some investments I made
and then we can hop on the first plane to Bermuda, Jamaica, Nassau -
wherever you say. You decide!
I can't believe it! It's like a dream come true.
I'm so excited!
- I've got to go shopping! - Oh, listen. One thing.
You mustn't tell anyone about this.
I mean, other people just wouldn't understand.
You don't have to worry about that.
I wasn't born yesterday.
You're a remarkable girl, Katy.
Yes, and you just don't know how remarkable yet.
But you will, Fred.
Is that... a promise?
You bet your life.
Boy! Go Mesa!
Lisa, can I talk with you?
Andrea, there's something I have to tell you.
I have something to say and I think you'd all better listen!
Because it means a lot to all of us.
There's something funny going on with the games and I think I know what it is.
Haven't you done enough already?
- What? - Take your soapbox somewhere else.
But don't pollute this room.
I knew you were a bitch from the first time I saw you.
You can stew in your own mess from now on, sweetie.
We know what you are.
Oh, no.
Go!
Come on, we haven't got all day. Move it, will you?
OK, you bums. That's all for today. Hit the showers.
Hey, Buck.
Well, well, well.
If it isn't our liberated, honest, little journalist, Miss Kate Cory.
- I'm sorry... - What do you want, Kate?
You want some more information on what makes us football players tick?
I'll give it to you straight. The meat on the hook, that's all.
We don't have any emotions or feelings or sensitivity.
And on top of that, we're all stupid.
Well, I guess you know that already, don't you? I don't have to tell you.
Aren't you taking notes?
Isn't that what you wanted for your article?
Just drop round anytime. I'll be glad to give you all the notes you want.
But in the meantime, stay out of my life.
You make me sick.
Got something to tell you, bitch. I'm only going say it once so listen good.
Listen, I said, or I'll cut your face up like a tomato!
And it won't be the first time, understand?
It's my man you playing with. If you want a man, go out and find one.
If you try to take my man away from me, you asking for a lot of trouble.
- I don't know what you... - Don't you... lie to me.
I work hard to keep that man in school.
I spent my best years yes ma'amming, and no ma'amming and yes sir,
and washing shit off white people's babies.
Now that he's about to strike it rich, you littler tramp come around,
swish your black ass and your tits
and think you can take my man away from me!
- No, no! - I ought to carve my name on that tit
then see what he got to say the next time you flung it out for him.
Oh, my God!
OK, you got the message.
And something to remind you of in case you start to forget.
Make sure you're careful who you fuck with
next time you fuck with somebody's man.
Yes?
May I come in?
What do you want?
First, I want to say I'm sorry about the way I acted the other day.
I believe what you said about changing your mind.
Mary Ann said Ron gave her those notes.
I'd thrown them away.
I'm so ashamed, I knew I never should have begun.
But it is true about the games being rigged, Lisa.
I know it is.
Yeah, and that's the other thing.
I know that Frank is taking those bets.
He's still in on it and he won't quit.
What are you going to do about it?
I love him, Kate. I don't want to hurt him.
He's hurting himself already.
Anyway, the damage is already done.
I'm writing the entire story up for a magazine article
and I'm calling it "The Mesa State Watergate".
Wow, talk about mixed emotions.
I'm sorry.
It's all right.
I'm all for it.
I'm glad you said that. It means a lot to me.
Hey, would you like to read what I've written so far?
Sure.
Well, there they are. What a handsome couple.
Been waiting for you, young man.
Mary Ann, why don't you leave us to our men's business now.
Not too long. Buck needs his rest if he's going to go out and win this afternoon.
- Yes, I know. I won't keep him long. - OK.
- See you later. - Bye.
Come on in here, young man.
- Oh, hello, Professor Thorpe. - Hi Buck.
Hi Coach.
Well, sit down, Bucky boy. Sit down.
That's it.
Buck, I think Mesa State has been pretty good to you, don't you agree?
- Yes, sir. - Well, very good in fact.
An ample scholarship, spending money, a book allowance.
All of which the Putnam company arranged, right?
Yes, Mr Putnam and I've always appreciated that more than I can say.
Good. I know you do, Buck.
And I'm going to give you a chance to show your appreciation.
Well, thank you, sir.
Now, Buck.
All I'm going to do is to ask you to accept, on faith,
a few things I'm about to say.
- I'll try, sir. - Very good.
Now, believe me, if you had the information we have,
which unfortunately we just can't tell you right now,
you would understand why I'm asking you to do this.
I'm afraid I don't quite follow you, sir.
For God's sakes, John, let's cut all this crap.
Buck, what he's trying to say is we want you to lose that game today.
Lose the game?
- On purpose? - That's right, Buck, on purpose.
Buck, you mustn't think of it as losing.
You just take your time with the passes, relax in the blocking.
Let things take their course without pushing.
Believe me son, it's the right way to go.
You do this little thing for us now and you're set up for a long time,
with a fine future in the Putnam company, I might add.
Refuse... and well...
OK.
I've decided you can all go to hell.
I'm playing to win that game today. Goodbye.
I really thought the boy was smarter than that.
What are we gonna do? We win that game, we're through.
Plus he knows what we've been doing. If he squeals, it's wraps for all of us.
I don't think he's left us any choice.
Now wait a minute.
I've gone along with the fix and the bets and everything
but I'm not gonna see a kid hurt.
He won't be hurt, Frank. Not if he behaves himself.
Hello. Put me through to Sergeant Belski, university police division please.
Buck!
Wait a minute. What's the matter?
- What do you think? - I don't know, honestly.
- Then ask your father. - Daddy?! What are you talking about?
Oh, by the way.
Our engagement was just really a laugh.
It's off.
Daddy?
- Daddy, what happened just now? - Nothing.
Daddy, don't do that to me. I want to know.
- It's men's business, Mary Ann. - Bullshit!
Don't use that kind of language on your father!
Daddy, why did you do that?
Hello, Kate? It's Buck.
I don't have time to talk now but I have to see you right away.
Now I know you were right about what you wanted to tell me.
There he goes.
- Shit. What do we do about the broad? - Nothing.
She won't have trouble getting another ride.
I'd like to give her a ride. Did you get a good look at that ass?
Get your message!
There's a good spot up there. Now pull 'em over.
Right.
Hello, officer.
I haven't the slightest idea what I was doing wrong.
Never mind, just let me see your licence.
- What you got in that pocket? - Get your hands up there.
Feet apart. Spread 'em wide.
You haven't got any reasonable cause to search me.
Oh, a wise guy!
Come here. Come up there.
Well, well, well! What have we got here?
Let's go, son.
Hey, hold it. What's going on?
Take it easy. It's all right. Frank's told us what's happened.
I just can't go along with it anymore. That's all.
It's one thing to make a few extra bucks,
but I just can't get ready for that violence trip.
It's starting to get real ugly.
- Where's Larson? - You won't believe this.
Two university cops rousted him, planted a joint on him,
and took him off in a patrol car.
- Then he must be in jail. - No way.
I know those two, Belski and Ryan.
They're a couple of real mean, motherf... Excuse me.
Right on, but maybe you can think of a place where they may have taken him.
I got a pretty good idea.
- Why don't we call the police? - They are the police, sweetheart.
We're gonna have to handle this ourselves.
Ross'll help.
Maybe he can get some fellas from the team.
How long do you guys think you can keep me here?
Ooh, not long, sonny. Just long enough to get you tanked up
for a little party you're going to later this evening.
- You know they'll be looking for me. - Sure they will.
And they're gonna find you too.
In a little motel just up the coast,
with a couple of naked ladies and a king-sized hangover.
And your picture's gonna be in the papers too.
Now, ain't that nice, huh?
Now you gonna drink this,
- or do we have to wet nurse you? - How much?
All of it, sonny.
Bottoms up!
Hold it. Don't cut him up. You'll blow the whole story.
All right, punk.
I'll find another way to pay you back for that one later.
Fortunately... we just happen to have another bottle.
Hold him, Ryan.
Where's Larson? Where's Baker? Where the hell's the rest of this team?
I ain't seen any of them all day, Coach.
Tell them if their asses aren't in this locker room in five minutes
they're in big trouble with me.
Welcome to the game between Mesa State and Stockville.
Stockville wins the toss and elects to receive.
I've never been so humiliated in my entire life.
How are we supposed to do cheers with only three people?
Stockville took that kick off and returned it 48 yards.
Mesa State misses five sure tackles.
What's the matter with you guys? You're playing like a bunch of fags!
Harrison, get in there and tell Thomson to take a rest.
First and 10 for Stockville.
There goes Boyle for a 15, 20, 25 yard gain all the way to Mesa's 12 yard line.
That ought to hold him. Let's get him out to the truck.
Hey, what the hell is that?
Check it out.
- We're closed! - Open up, man!
I'm from Putnam. There's been a change in plan.
Come on, man. Open up.
Hey, wait...!
Oh, hi!
Come to join the party?
Come on, Buck. We've got to get you to the game!
Get out of here.
Hey, that was my girl!
What's going on? You shouldn't do that.
Go, team, go!
Fly, team, fly. Go, go, go.
Ra-ra-ri! Kick 'em in the knee.
Ra-ra-ra! Kick 'em in the ass.
Ra-ra-ri...
Ra-ra-ri! Kick 'em in the knee!
Ra-ra-ra...
Andy, come and help me with Buck. We've got to get him to the game.
Where are we going?
Good teamwork, Professor.
Ah, shit.
Don't worry, we'll get you to a hospital.
Never mind me, just get back to the game.
- You've got to win. - He's right. Ross, go ahead.
I'll take care of him.
Well, Fred. Too bad you didn't have an undefeated season.
The game's not over yet. We could still pull it out.
Mm, don't bet on it.
Quick, guys. Over the side with him.
It's working. Jiggle him up and down a little. That's it.
Is there anything else I can do for you?
- Could you put this thing up a bit? - Sure.
- OK? - Thanks.
- Hi, Lisa. - How are you, Frank?
Not even bad enough to click 'disability'.
- The bullet kicked off a rib and went out. - I was afraid.
I'll be out of here in no time. Probably draw a little probation.
But then I'll be back in action, free and easy.
That's good.
- I have to get back to the game. - Wait a second!
What's the matter?
Oh, I see.
- You don't love me anymore. - Of course I love you, Frank.
It's just that I don't know who I am or who you are, for that matter.
I just want to have a chance to find out.
Can you understand?
Yeah... You know, I'm not surprised to hear you say that.
Look, why don't we just say maybe we'll get together someday
if it works out that way, OK?
Bye, Frank.
So long, sweetheart.
All right, let's show 'em we're not a one man team.
Now, look. I want you to get out there and I want you to...
Here's some late arrivals.
Let see what Larson brings.
Jesus Christ.
I see we're a little behind, Coach. Are you gonna put me in?
I ought to have you dropped from the team for showing up late.
Jesus!
Go, go, go!
Hey, what in the world is going on around here?
Do you realise we're 21 points behind?
The guys need some support.
Larson replaces O' Brien at quarter-back.
Baker in for Goldberg, Hollis for Shinsky and Smith also in the line-up.
Mesa State finally has its winning combination on the field.
I'm sorry you had to hear about it this way, Mary Ann.
Never mind. Come on, guys, we've got a game to win.
Larson over the centre. Rolling out,
passes to Baker on the 40.
There he goes. 35, 30, 25, 20.
Out of bounds on the 18 yard line.
And it looks like Mesa State is back on the road to victory.