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Gerald: Man, Arnold, the party's gonna start in a few hours!! I'm all nervous!
Arnold: Why? Everything is prepared and planned for.
Gerald: Because!! What if something goes wrong?! What if Ned doesn't do a
good job?! What if Grandpa is embarassing?! What if the cops come?! What if
my pants fall down?!
Arnold: What?! Did you say what if your pants fall down?
Gerald: Yes! I'll be the laughingstock of the neighborhood!
Arnold: What is the chance of that happening?!
Gerald: It could happen.
Arnold: Okaaay, sure.
Gerald: You mean you're not the least bit nervous?
Arnold: Not really.
Gerald: But our whole 6th grade year is riding on this party! If we succeed,
we'll be the kings of 6th grade, if it fails, we eat lunch with gay boy.
Arnold: What the hell makes you think that? And don't call Eugene gay boy.
Gerald: Laws of coolness, man.
Arnold: Where do you get this nonsense?
Gerald: It's not nonsense!
Arnold: Yes it is.
Gerald: All kids know about the laws of coolness.
Arnold: Whatever you say.
Gerald: Fine! But don't ask me for help when your pants fall down!
Arnold: <Laughs till tears up, puts hand on Gerald's shoulder and tries to
talk through laughter> Trust me, Gerald, I won't.
Gerald: This is no laughing matter!!
Arnold: Speculating about falling pants? Yes, it is.
Gerald: You don't understand. <Doorbell rings> Eep! Are my pants on tight?
Arnold: <Rolls eyes> Yes.
Gerald: Ok . . . <Opens door> Hey Helga!
Arnold: Hi Helga.
Helga: Hey football head, hi Gerald. <Kiss> Arnold, where's your green lover?
Arnold: Lila is upstairs.
Helga: All right, then. So, need help decorating?
Arnold: I don't think so, I think we're almost done.
Helga: No, you're not. This place needs work
Arnold: It's only on the roof, Helga.
Helga: Only on the roof? Whatever. We're going to need some black lights
though.
Gerald: Did someone say blacklights?
Arnold: We got enough.
Gerald: Yeah! Great idea, babes! Arnold, we need blacklights.
Arnold: We have blacklights.
Gerald: We do?! Cool!!
Helga: All right! Oh, strobe lights, too.
Gerald: Do we have strobe lights?
Arnold: Don't you remember helping me put them up? Or were you too concerned
with falling pants?
Gerald: The latter. <Looks at pants>
Arnold: <Rolls eyes>
Gerald: I think we need to go to the roof!! <They go up to roof>
Grandpa: Ooh! Wait for me! I want to see!
Helga: Wow! Looks great, football head!
Arnold: Thanks. <Lila enters> Hey, babe.
Lila: Hey guys. Wow! Look at this place!
Arnold: <Kisses Lila>
Lila: <Kisses Arnold, but continues to look at roof>
Gerald: Maybe things will be all right after all.
Arnold: <Mocking> So you're sure your pants are tight?
Gerald: I suppose.
Lila: What?
Arnold: Nothing, Gerald was just afriad his pants were gonna fall down.
Grandpa: <Enters roof> WOW!! Look at this place!!
Arnold: Yup, this is gonna be great.
Grandpa: This is going to look supahfly at night!
Arnold: <Rolls eyes>
Grandpa: Am I invited to your hip party?
Arnold: Umm, I dunno, Gerald?
Grandpa: Pookie and I can bust a move on the dance floor!
Arnold: <Mutters> More like bust a hip.
Gerald: Sure! Everyone's invited! <doorbell rings> Eep! <Clutches pants>
Arnold: <Rolls eyes and makes a disgusted noise>
Helga: Gerald, if you are that obsessed with your pants, wear a belt!
Arnold: I know, right?
Grandpa: Is anyone going to get the door? It's your party.
Arnold: <Goes to answer door>
Ned: Hey cats! this is the place right?
Arnold: Yup. Follow me to the roof.
Ned: All right! Whoops! <Drops doughnut>
Arnold: Why do you have a doughnut?
Ned: Uh, sorry 'bout that. I live for doughnuts.
Arnold: Better than some other addictions people can have.
Ned: <Picks up doughnut> Still good, ten second rule.
Arnold: <Goes up to roof>
Ned: Wow! Look at this place! Black lights! Strobe lights! Kickin speakers!
My job will be easy!
Helga: Yeah! The boys did a great job.
Arnold: Thanks again.