- HE'S RIGHT HERE.HE'S NOT EVEN IN HIS ROOM.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

WHAT'S EVERYONESTILL DOING HERE, MAN?

WE GOT A B-BALL GAME!

- I HAVE TO FINISHTHIS GAME FIRST.

- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?- YEAH, IT'S GOING ON 14 HOURS.

OH, MY GOSH, NONSTOP.

- HATE TO TELL YOUYOUR WORLD OF "WARCRAP" GAME

IS OVER!- OKAY.

- THE MYSTERY'S SOLVED,THE MURDERERS ARE HERE.

DEMAMP,LET'S SLIT SOME THROATS!

- YEAH! MURDER 'EM!KILL 'EM ALL!

HELL YEAH![grunts]

DEATH!- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

- JUST...KICKIN' IT RIGHT NOWIN THE 'ROID LOUNGE, CHILLIN'.

ABOUT READY TO INJECT MYSELF,GET THE BLOOD PUMPING!

- YOU JUST DID STEROIDS.

- RIGHT DOWN MY D-HOLE!DAHHH!

JUST KIDDING,THAT WOULD HURT.

I'M GONNA GOIN MY HEART THOUGH.

[bleep]

- OKAY, FINE.I'LL GET IT STARTED!

I'M GETTING IT STARTED!WHOO!

- WAIT.- THIS IS FUN!

LET'S GO.YOU'RE DEAD.

- NO, NO.- YOU'RE DEAD!

MURDERED!LET'S GO, DUDE!

GET OUTTA HERE!- WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM, MAN?

- YOU GONNA SIT HEREAND EYEBALL ME, MAN?

- YOU THINK I'M AFRAID OF YOU?- I KNOW YOU ARE, NUT-MUNCHER.

- I AM BALKARAN HELLSCREAM,WARCHIEF OF THE HORDE, AND...

YOU ARE A MERE HUMAN.

- WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!

NO, NO, NO, DON'T GO!OH, NO!

- I WANT EVERYBODY OFF MY LAND,NOW!

- YOU...ARE OUT OF THE GUILD,KASHAKAZUL.

YOU'RE NOW BANISHEDTO BE KNOWN SIMPLY

AS BLAKE HENDERSON.- NO, NO, NO...

- HEY, JEREMY?

CAN YOUR STEPMOMGIVE ME A RIDE?

- WHAT THE HELLARE YOU DOING, MAN?

YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK METO GET IN THAT GUILD?

- NO, I DON'T KNOW.BUT YOU'RE WELCOME, OKAY?

BECAUSE THE GUILD'S FAKE,THIS TEAM IS REAL,

AND WE NEED YOU.- OKAY. YOU NEED ME?

- YES.- WELL, GUESS WHAT.

- WHAT?- I QUIT!

- IF YOU QUIT THIS TEAM...

I'M NEVER GONNA FORGIVE YOU,BLAKE.

I SWEAR ON MY MOTHER'SONLY CHILD,

WHICH IS WHO I AM,I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU.

- YOU KNOW WHAT, I'M GONNA MAKETHIS A LITTLE MORE INTERESTING.

- PLEASE DO.

- I'M JOINING TEZ'S TEAM.

YEAH.- YOU'RE WHAT?

- YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.AND WE'RE GOING TO RENO.

YOU HEAR THAT, ADAM?

- I'M HAVING CHEST PAINS.

- I GOTTA GO TO "AMPM,"ALL RIGHT?

I NEED A SLURPEE TO COOL OFF.- HEY, HEY!

- AH, MY CHEST HURTS!- IT'S A.M.-P.M.!

HE'S OUT OF HIS MIND.

I THINK HE'S LITERALLYLOST HIS MIND.

- I CAN'T EVEN MOVEMY LEFT ARM.

- WHAT? ARE YOU SERIOUS?- AHH!

THINK I'M HAVINGA HEART ATTACK.

- YOU'RE SHOOTING THIS STUFFRIGHT IN YOUR CHEST.

YOU'RE CRAZY.- WE NEED TO DO MORE STEROIDS.

INJECT ME WITH MORE STEROIDSTO OFFSET IT.

- YOU'RE DONE WITH STEROIDS.

- IT'S LIKE PULP FICTION.I NEED TO INJECT MORE INTO ME.

- I'M NOT INJECTINGMORE STEROIDS.

I'M GONNA TAKE YOU TOA HOSPITAL OR SOMETHING, OKAY?

- THERE'S NOT ENOUGH TIME, MAN!YOU GOTTA GET TO THE GAME!

- FORGET ABOUT THE GAME.

WE DON'T EVEN HAVEENOUGH PLAYERS FOR A TEAM.

- WELL, THEN YOU GETSOME PLAYERS.

AND YOU GET A TEAM TOGETHERAND YOU DUNK THAT BALL SO HARD,

EITHER USINGSOME MINI TRAMPOLINE

OR SOME MOON SHOES,

AND SHATTER THE BACKBOARDSO HARD

THAT IT GETS GLASSIN SOMEONE'S EYE!

- I PROMISE.

WE GOT RENO.

- IT'S A DEAL.- ALL RIGHT, DEAL.

THAT WAS A CLOSE CALL.

[laughing]

- ARE YOU GONNA CALLAN AMBULANCE?

- OH, ARE YOU STILLHEART ATTACKING?

- YEAH, I'M STILL HAVINGA HEART ATTACK.

- IS THAT STILL HAPPENING?- YEAH.