[at a Georgetown bar] Is everything all right, Zoey?
Hey. He just called her Zoey.
Come on, let's go back to the table.
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. What's up Sammy?
Zoey?
[Zoey moves towards Charlie and the guys block her]
Excuse me. Excuse me. We're just trying to buy the girl a drink, man.
She's 19 years old man. You'd have to take her to Maryland.
Check out Super Fly.
Hey!
Let's go.
No. Why don't you go? Alright?
Look guys. You don't know who this is. You don't want any trouble. Just be cool, alright?
Be cool.
Yeah. I'm just saying, I'm looking out for you.
I understand what you're saying. You just want me to be cool, alright?
Can I buy you guys a round?
Like LL Cool J man, like Ice-T.
Ice cube, Ice tray man.
...
Why don't you do some of that hip-hop for us G-Funk?
Dr. Huffy Puffy dread man, Dr Dolittle Man?
Would you let us by please?
No. What are you doing here with this girl? Huh? Huh? Cause you know what, to me you look to be Dr. Faggot!
[coming up from behind] Hey! What the hell is going on around here?
Who the hell are you?
Kiss my ass. Zoey?
I'm fine.
Kiss your what, Fairy Poppins?
Charlie?
Everything's fine.
Hey, you want to go?
What?
You want to go? Let's do it. Right now. Come on.
[coming up from behind Charlie] How's everybody doin'?
Oh good, more fairy boys.
Excuse me?
I said, more fairy boys.
Oh, this is too good to be true.
[Mallory and C.J. come up behind Josh and Sam]
[indicating Josh] Hey, I recognize this guy. [indicating Zoey] And she looks familiar too.
[Pressing Zoey's panic button] Yeah. You guys don't realize it, but you're having a pretty bad night.
[Sarcastic and aggressive] Oh really - and who's gonna give it to us, huh?
[The door slams open and Secret Service agents burst in]
Federal agents!
[Josh and Sam raise their arms and point at the three guys]
Right here!
[The agents grab the startled and protesting guys and force them head-first onto the bar whilst one grabs Zoey and guides her out protectively]
Shut up! I swear to God I'll blow your head off. Everybody stand back.
[to Charlie] Hey, I ain't done with you, Sammy.
My name is Charlie Young, jackass. And if that bulge in your pocket's an 8-ball of blow, you'll be spending Spring Break in a federal prison. [to Josh] Now I'm having a good time.
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