Greek (2007–2011): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript

Hi, I'm Rusty Cartwright.

I'm a freshman. College.

Pretty exciting, huh?

Calhoun Hall.

Next.

- Welcome to the Zeta Beta house!
- Hey, I'm Ashleigh.

Hi, it's so great to meet you.

I'm Libby. So, what's your major?

"What's my major"?

That's how you're going to
get me to join?

You might try
a little harder than that.



I really like your skirt.

Oh, so this is the kind of sorority
that cares what you wear?

- No, it was just a compliment.
- "Libby," was it?

I tell you what, Libby,
here's a compliment for you.

You're much more shallow
than I expected.

Listen here, whore...

OK, OK, OK! Awesome, ladies.
Let's hear it for our Zeta Beta players.

Now, that was clearly
"Worst-Case-Scenario Girl. "

Tomorrow night, we are gonna host
over 1,000 girls for Rush

and we're gonna get all types.

We're the best. So, of course
we accept nothing less.

Now, what can you tell me about Ashleigh
just from her appearance?

Anyone?

There are four things
that I see right away.



One: The stain on the right side of her
Thierry shirt, means she's sloppy.

Two: Her Marc Jacobs skirt
looks brand new, but is last season,

so I'm guessing clearance rack raid.

Three: Her Prada shoes,
while nice, are too big for her feet,

probably on loan from a friend
with better taste, and more money.

- Four...
- Oh! Oh, oh! The bags under her eyes!

She's a party girl who's probably
still drunk from last night!

That's all true!

Thank you, ladies.

Speaking of...
when talking to rushees,

do not discuss drinking, drugs, or sex.

- What if they ask about it?
- We have a reputation to uphold.

Lie.

Remember, I don't care if she's
the lamest, fattest girl in the room.

Your mission is to make
every girl who walks through that door

wanna kill to be your best friend.

Clear?

Why don't we break for the day?

Maybe we could go
to the Retirement Center,

spread some cheer,
rack up on our philanthropy hours.

I know, I'm like a stand-up comedian
all of a sudden, right?

Rush just makes me so rowdy!

Everyone with an I.D., fake or real,

meet me at Dobler's in exactly one hour.

Move out!

Casey, walk with me.
So, you came to play. I'm impressed.

Frannie, please, this is Rush.

So, I have some inside scoop.

Rebecca Logan,
daughter of our fair state Senator,

is coming here this fall
and she's rushing. I want her.

A Senator's daughter
could do so much for us.

- That's as good as a Bush twin.
- But without the whole war thing.

Having a high profile pledge puts more
alumni money in the party fund.

Exactly. The sluts at Tri-Pi have
already taken her to Canyon Lake,

so we have to up our game.

Sell our reputation. And sell the fact
that we have a direct line

to the hottest guys on campus.

From what I hear, she's a little boring,
so give her all the hope you can.

Recruit that stud boyfriend of yours
and some of his Omega Chi brothers?

- No worries. It's in the bag.
- And Casey,

as you know, I am graduating this spring

and I'm seriously considering
who will be my successor.

Being president of Zeta Beta...

Is the most prestigious honor
offered at this college.

It tells the world you are the best
of the best. It changed my life.

You're campus royalty.

Land Rebecca Logan

and you could be the heir to my throne.

- Call me later.
- Casey, wait, do you know where Cal...

I'm Dale. All right.

Hey, Dale, nice to meet you.

A Yankee, huh?

Uh, I guess. I'm from Chicago. I didn't
realize people still used that word.

Oh, I didn't mean anything by it.

You gotta be smart to get in
the honors engineering program.

How'd you know that?

This is the honors engineering floor.

It seems weird putting us together,

considering how competitive
the program can get. But...

...I mean, you don't gotta worry,
I am not into that stuff.

I'm just real confident
when it comes to my grades.

I graduated with a 3.7,

got 2110 on my SATs.

- Cool.
- Yeah, yeah.

How about you? How'd you do?

A 3.9 something, and 2280.

Right, right.

- You going to the orientation party?
- A party?

A college party?
Yeah, that sounds great!

Uh... Germs...

Fantastic.

How's it going? I'm Rusty.

Hi.

Where's your name tag?

I don't feel comfortable
with strangers having access

to personal information
without my consent.

I think we're done here.

Check out the hotties.
And free Red Bull!

I mean, we got a whole other week
of this before classes even start.

College rocks.

You know, to be honest,
I kind of expected... more.

- My first college party...
- Like a fraternity party or something?

Who would choose to hang out with a
bunch of drunkards whose goal in life is

to fornicate on as many
vapid sorority girls as possible?

That's pretty unfair.
At least they're enjoying college.

Every week a different party.
Meeting new people all the time.

It sounds more like
what college should be.

A Yankee and a heathen.
I'm gonna pray for you, Rusty.

You're wrong about them.

I truly believe that Alex
really does love RaquellRocky,

- but she deserves way better than him.
- Laguna Beach is so freaking real.

I know, right?

OK, here is to
the future Madame President!

Nothing is definite yet.
But this is seriously what I wanted

since I came to Cyprus-Rhodes.
It's huge for me.

And now it's yours for the taking.

Good Lord.

What the hell is that idiot doing?

Good thing you all never dated.

Oh, wait, you did!

You sure are eating
a lot of chips, Ash.

Rush starts tomorrow.

I gotta go to the bathroom.

Evening.

Have you no self-respect?

In my book, you gotta
respect yourself a lot

to walk around showing off the
package this early before Christmas.

- Takes you back, doesn't it?
- Oh, yeah,

to those drunken nights
at the Kappa Tau house,

the choice of seeing you get stoned or
watching Old School for the 900th time.

Don't go getting all nostalgic on me.

- The reason I broke up with you is...
- I dumped you.

The important thing is,
we both can love again.

- Hey, Crappie.
- The name's "Cappie. "

Hmm. And for that,
I truly am sorry.

Haven't they taught you Kappa Tau boys
how to dress yourselves?

Evan, we Kappa Tau boys spend
so much time with our clothes off,

we figured, why bother? Your girlfriend
and I were talking about that.

That's my cue. Always a pleasure.

What were you thinking?

- I... I was young and naive.
- Yeah.

Call you later, Rusty. Promise.

No, no, no! Wait!

- My stupid brother.
- You have a brother?

Casey?

Casey?

- Can you get the stain out or not?
- Maybe. What is it?

I don't know. Yogurt?

Eww!

Oh, I'm sorry!

- Boy in the house!
- Where's the fat guard?

- Casey!
- Stop running!

- Casey!
- Come here!

Levon, it's OK! He's my brother.

- You have a brother?
- How did we not know?

You don't want that on your head, dude.

- Casey, you know the rules.
- Excuse us.

This will never happen again. Ever.

- You didn't tell you had a brother?
- What are you doing here?

You wouldn't return my calls.
What was I supposed to do?

OK.

I knew we'd have to figure out
this new situation at some point.

I accept that you go here now.

It's... uh...

- A given?
- I'd like to say "unavoidable"

- but that sounds harsh.
- Inevitable?

That's it!
You being here is inevitable.

So I thought maybe I could coordinate

a monthly brunch
where we get together, catch up.

I'm willing to do that.

You might not have to. I've decided
that I want to rush a fraternity.

No.

Why not?

Uh...

Because guys in fraternities are hot.

And they have upper bodies.
They don't study engineering.

Polymer science.

Guys in fraternities would kick your ass
for saying "polymer science. "

It's not like I'm saying
I want to join your sorority.

Look, I was at an engineering party
last night with my roommate,

who I suspect is kind of racist.

We stood around
a multipurpose room talking about

all the theoretical scientific
inconsistencies of The Matrix.

- And this is weird for you because...
- There were robots, Casey!

Robots. Look...

...I want to have
a real college experience.

- I want to have fun.
- You don't know how to have fun.

But I can learn.
Isn't that what college is for?

Hell no.

You and I, we've always stayed
in our respective worlds.

I never crashed
one of your gay camp sleepovers.

- Wilderness excursions.
- Whatever.

My point is, you have your world
and I have mine.

But I don't have a world anymore.

Please... help me.

I'm trying to help you.

You're not fraternity material.

You're just gonna be disappointed.

I'm gonna do it, Casey.

Monthly brunches. I'll call you.

I will join a fraternity!

OK, gather around everybody,
gather around.

Eyes and ears on me.

The first house we're gonna be visiting
tonight is Lambda Sigma Omega.

Over the next couple of hours, we're
gonna visit all 14 houses on campus.

So, if you have any last minute
letters of recommendation,

be sure you get those out. Hold on
to those letters of recommendation

until you get to the house
of your first choice.

Letters of recommendation?
Is he serious?

They're not required, but more of
an unspoken necessity. Weed-out.

Medical school admissions
are less involved than this.

Welcome to the Greek system.

This place is great.

Uh, do you guys own it?

Or rent?

I don't know.

So, how important is athletics
to the Lambda Sigs?

Real important. We're intramural champs,
four years in a row.

- You guys play football?
- Oh, I played for a year...

...in little league.

Uh, I was All-State Quarterback
for my high school.

The university courted me but I opted
out so I could focus on sports medicine.

What was your name again?

- Calvin Owens. Glad to meet you.
- Let me introduce you around.

So, you guys have
some raging toga parties, huh?

No.

Anyway, wax is OK, but it builds up
in your hair. Pomade's better.

I learned this trick
modeling in Milan, you...

- You modeled in Milan?
- Nothing major, a couple of summers.

I was offered a deal with Abercrombie,
turned it down to study communications.

- That's what I'm studying.
- Get out.

Uh, Calvin, right?

Shalom.

Calvin Rosenberg.

I really love traveling
to places with beaches

and sand.

Yeah, sand's great.

- Yeah.
- Excuse me.

Casey, can I borrow you a sec?

Thank you. That girl
was verbally handicapped.

Rebecca Logan's here. I've greeted her

and I've already told her that
I wanted her to meet you. Make me proud.

Rebecca, hi. It's so nice to meet you.

- I'm Casey Cartwright.
- Hi. Beautiful house.

Oh, well, thank you.

It was designed by the Irish architect
Charles D. MacKenzie

and erected in
the 19th-century Colonial style.

It's considered one of the finest
examples of his style in the country.

I know, I'm a fan of his.

You have great taste.

So, let's cut to the chase.

Tell me about the Zeta Betas, socially.

We have an awesome time.

We co-host mixers with Omega Chi,
who are the hottest guys on campus.

We have formals. Date dashes.
Unbelievable trips.

And those don't get too crazy, do they?

Our reputation on campus
is based on our tradition

of upholding the graceful qualities
of a fine, honorable woman.

Good for you. Well, it was
great meeting you, Cassie.

- Sitting this one out?
- I should've sat out this whole night.

I had no idea it'd be this hard.

These guys aren't gonna
take me seriously.

- Even these fish are judging me.
- You shouldn't take it so seriously.

It's a fraternity.
It's all about fun, so have fun.

You having fun, Calvin "Rosenberg"?

I'm having a blast. Look, it doesn't
matter what I told those other guys.

I'm an Omega Chi legacy. I'm stuck here.

You're a legacy, so you can't screw up.

OK, look. Dude. Relax.

You seem like a really nice, smart guy.
Just be yourself.

And if that doesn't work,
be someone else. No one knows you here.

You can be anyone you want. All right?

Hey... Ready? Let's go.
Time's running out.

Hey, guys, uh...
My name's Calvin Owens.

My dad was an Omega Chi, class of '85.

This is my buddy, Rusty Cartwright.

He was on The O.C.

- You're Casey's little brother?
- Yeah.

- How'd you know?
- I'm her boyfriend. I'm Evan.

I didn't know she had a boyfriend.

I didn't know she had a brother,
not till yesterday.

- She didn't tell me you were rushing.
- Ah... Well, she wanted it to be fair.

- Oh, yeah.
- No playing favorites.

Shoot, well that's what
this process is all about.

So, tell me, Rusty, why are you rushing?

To join a fraternity.

I don't know if you're aware
of the following statistic:

Two percent of the American male
population was in a fraternity.

That's not a lot of people,
but that two percent represents

some of the most influential men
in this country.

Forty-three CEOs of the top 50
U.S. Companies are Greek.

All but three of the U.S. Presidents
since 1825 were in fraternities.

Prestige aside, I like the idea
of having a group of friends

who share a sense of tradition
fostered by an institution

that's over two centuries old.

Brothers for life. Right?

That is the best answer
I have heard all night.

OK, everybody, time's up!
One house to go!

Hey, Rusty, you know, when you guys
are done, you should swing back by.

We'll be hanging out,
nothing too fancy,

having some beers,
maybe some girls for you single gents,

wink-wink, nudge-nudge.

But seriously, you should come by.

Wow, cool. Thanks, Evan.

No problem.

You were awesome!
Where did that speech come from?

I was being myself. I like statistics.
And speeches.

Regardless, they loved you.
The Omega Chis are the best on campus.

Best breeding, best reputation.

Evan's dating your sister,
you're golden.

Casey didn't want to help me.
Irony's a bitch.

OK, here you go, guys.

Good luck. I'll, uh...
I'll see you later.

I'm Wade Matthews, Rush chair.

Oops.

So, who here has heard about us,
knows our reputation?

If you have, please raise your hand.

Wonderful. All right,
everyone with your hand up, get out.

Now.

All right. You three. Come with me.

Come on.

All clear!

Holy crap.

We prefer virgins.
Welcome to Kappa Tau.

I'm gonna go grab a drink.

I'm Cappie,
President of Kappa Tau Gamma.

Sorry for all the secrecy,
but the Pan-Hellenic ass-clowns

don't allow this type of fiesta
during Rush, so we keep it on the DL.

Name? Home state?

I'm Rusty Cartwright, from Illinois.

Really? You know Casey Cartwright?

- Yes, she's my sister.
- I didn't know she had a brother.

Did she not tell anyone about me?

- How do you know her?
- Uh, in the biblical sense.

Oh, from church.

You could say I've been in her church.

- Trade you.
- Hey, I know this guy!

- Rusty, this is The Beaver.
- Like the TV show?

The TV... Who sent you?

Are you a narc?
There's someone I want you to meet.

Hot Girl, Rusty. Rusty, Hot Girl.
OK, now it's real easy.

- Salt, shot, lime.
- S.S.L.

Whatever you need, little man.

First, we sprinkle a little salt
on her tightly toned tummy.

We take the shot in this hand.
Slip the lime into her mouth.

Right, I can do this.

Sorry.

- I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
- What did you do to my girlfriend?

- I never had Tequila.
- Calm down.

It was an accident.
He didn't mean to.

- You spit in my girlfriend's face.
- Licking salt off her is acceptable?

- I'm gonna kick your ass!
- Whoa!

Hey, hey. Hey. Hey!

- I gotta go.
- It's OK. The bad man can't hurt you.

No, I'm late.
It was great meeting you, Cappie.

It was great meeting you, too.

Calvin, we better get back
to the Omega Chi House.

- Are you not enjoying this?
- Yeah.

But I don't want to ruin things
by declining Evan's invitation.

- He'll live.
- Are you going to stay here?

- Do you need me to go with you?
- No, it's OK.

I'll see you later. Thanks again
for your help. For everything.

Uh... We'll work on that.

Excuse me.
I'm looking for Evan.

Sorry.

Evan?

Susan... don't.

- Yes?
- Uh, I'm looking for Rusty.

It's a little early for visitors.

What are you,
one of his frat bros?

Rusty, I'm gonna wait outside.

Hey.

Look, I'd like to personally
apologize for last night.

My actions were...

...they were simply inexcusable.

Look, I'd never do anything
to hurt Casey.

I don't know you that well, but I'd like
to give you the benefit of the doubt.

That means a lot.

You know, I knew you were
the type of guy I wanted in my corner.

And that is why I'm going to offer you
a bid to join the Omega Chis.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Are you serious?
- Absolutely.

You're a smart guy.
We'd be lucky to have you.

- Wow! Thanks, Evan.
- No problem.

So I trust what happened last night,
that's just between us brothers, right?

You're not going to tell Casey?

Look...

I made a horrible mistake. OK?

But... it was one transgression
and it's not going to happen again.

So I don't see why
Casey would need to know.

All right, take that speech last night,
43 CEOs. All those presidents.

Do you think they were perfect?

You got Enron, Halliburton,
Clinton, Kennedy.

- I mean, we are all fallible.
- Yeah, but she's my sister.

We could be your brothers, all right?

- Consider this a test of loyalty.
- You're asking me to lie.

I'm asking you not to tell her.

Come on, don't be such a Boy Scout.

It's time to man up.

You wanted to join a fraternity.
This is what it's all about.

Brothers stick together.

For life.

That's Rebecca Logan.

Hi. What are you doing?

- Looking for my rape whistle.
- Rebecca, do you remember me?

The architecture freak? Cassie?

Casey.

Isn't it against the rules to talk to me

and hold me captive in public restrooms
during Rush and stuff?

Shh!

Yes. That's why this entire
conversation is off the record.

I'm aware you basically have
your pick of any sorority on campus,

but no one wants you more
than Zeta Beta.

You could join another sorority, but
at Zeta Beta you'll be with the best.

We have the best parties,
the hottest guys,

and I'm willing to give you
not only a bid right now,

but a bonus offer you can't refuse.

- What are you offering?
- Anything. You name it, it's yours.

- I want my own room.
- Done.

- Family vacation homes?
- We girls share everything.

I'm in.

So, who's got all the applications
for the rushees and stuff?

I do.

- Where are they?
- I don't know.

That should make this a challenge.

No, it's OK.

Here, let me see the list.

OK, who, uh,
who remembers Ben Bennett?

It's a cool name.
We'll put a pin in Ben Bennett.

Uh, who remembers, uh...
Dennis Waller?

Beav, didn't you take
some pictures last night?

That could jog our memories.

All the pictures I took
were of girls flashing their racks.

Hmm. I'm going to need to see those.

Moving on...

Rusty Cartwright.

- The spitter?
- Oh yeah, the spitter.

Oh, I think he's cool.

Kind of lame, but he'd be fun
to corrupt and bring to the dark side.

I say he's in.
Anybody got a problem with that?

OK, moving on.

That must be a horrible image.

- How much did you see?
- Enough to know what was going on.

No, no, give me details.
Who was doing what... and to whom?

- Are you gonna tell your sister?
- I have to, don't I?

- If you do, kiss Omega Chi goodbye.
- Well, what other choice do I have?

You could forget about this
ridiculous fraternity thing.

I'm sure your sister is a lovely person,

but it doesn't sound
like you two are close.

You said she wouldn't
help you with Rush.

- Rusty.
- Yeah, Dale?

I know that I may seem
like just a Christian hick

with a very bright future ahead of him.
But can I give you some advice?

Sure.

These guys, you've known them
for a couple hours.

But she's been your sister for 18 years.
She's always gonna be your sister.

Now, I know that you came here
to have fun, join a fraternity,

and sin in the eyes of God.

But you could be missing out
on creating a relationship with her.

At least you're not
wandering into the house.

- An improvement.
- I need to talk to you.

If this is about brunch, I'm still
working on scheduling. All TBD.

It's not about brunch.

This is about you listening to me
for two minutes. Can you do that?

- Did you go through Rush?
- Casey!

What is it?

I was at the Omega Chi house last night

- and I saw Evan with another girl.
- I don't know if I want to hear this.

- Rusty!
- He was in a private room

and they were kissing

and, you know,
they were going to have sex.

- You misinterpreted.
- I didn't.

- Then you're lying.
- Casey...

...have I ever lied to you?

- Are you OK?
- Um, no.

- I gotta go.
- Wait, wait, wait.

Talk to me, anything I can do?

Look, I don't need your help, Rusty!
Just go away.

I'm sorry.

Hi. You OK?

Uh, yeah. It's nothing.

Honey...

I heard about Evan
hooking up with Rebecca Logan.

Rebecca Logan? She was the girl?

That whore! She's ugly,
and I gave her a bid this morning.

- Did she accept?
- Seriously?

Sorry, sweetie.

- Have you talked with Evan yet?
- No. I'm too mad.

I don't want him to think
I'm dumping him out of spite.

You're breaking up with him?

He cheated on me
with one of our pledges.

So she did accept the bid.

Yes, she accepted the stupid bid.

OK, well all I'm suggesting

is you think about this.

Hate to say it, but he is Evan Chambers.
His family owns half the state.

You two are on your way
to becoming "the couple" on campus.

When I mentioned
you being president,

I can't lie and say
he didn't factor into that.

With him, you're a shoo-in.

What it comes down to is,
how bad do you want it?

- I want it, but...
- Think of it like this.

You'd be giving up
everything you've worked so hard for

because he slept with someone else.

That's not fair.

So, what do I do?

Just overlook it?
Forgive and forget?

Listen to me...

If you want to be powerful,

you have to learn to not let things like
this get in the way of what you want.

You do what you need to do
to make it right in your mind.

That's it.

"Dear Mr. Cartwright.
You are cordially invited

to attend a Bid Night Party
this evening at 8:00pm at Dobler's.

Congratulations.
Welcome to Omega Chi Delta. "

"Rusty. You're a Kappa Tau. Cappie. "

You up for some competition?

- You know I suck at pool.
- Ah, It's OK. I'll give you a handicap.

Sure. I'll break.

So what brings you out here tonight?

You do remember that
I introduced you to this place.

I'm just taking
a night off from Greek life.

A night off at my secret place?

"Secret place?" You sound like
a 12-year-old girl.

Let's put
some stakes on this, huh?

It's no fun playing
when there ain't something on the line.

If you win, what do you want?

How about a hundred bucks?

And what do you want?

What do you think?

You're trying to take advantage of me
because I'm a little drunk

- and bad at this game, aren't you?
- No.

You're on.

OK.

Wait, what's my handicap again?

Two balls?

Of course.

Whoa.

I took a class over the summer.

So, where's numb nuts?

- Evan's at Bid Night.
- Oh.

I was talking about Rusty.

Now how would Evan feel
knowing you think his nuts are numb?

I don't know what Rusty's doing.

Don't you think it's weird
that we dated for over a year

and you never mentioned a brother.

Sibling rivalry, I guess. And something
I'm not talking about on my night off.

You know, Cap, I hope I didn't hurt you
when I ended things.

Who said it's over?

Last ball. Don't scratch.

Did you mean to do that?

No.

Oh, hey! Rusty, what's up?
You made it!

- Yeah, where's Evan?
- Uh...

By the bar.

Ginger Ale.

Excuse me, Evan.

Hey, hey. There you are, man.
Here he is!

Congratulations, Pledge!
Happy to have you.

- I told her.
- You told who what?

I told Casey you cheated on her.

- When?
- What difference does it make?

I thought that you should know that,
and also I'm declining your bid.

You don't decline us.
We decline you, all right?

You couldn't keep your mouth shut.
You had to be a little bitch about this.

She's devastated
because of what you did.

She's too good for you.

That was a mistake, little man.

Nothing to see here, folks.

Everybody, go back to your beers.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm manning up.

Ahh!

Get this punk out of here.

This is a private party.

I want his ass thrown in jail.

Those aren't mine either.
In case you were wondering.

The less information, the better.

How about some breakfast? You make
such tasty omelets. How about it?

- For old time's sake.
- Later, Cap.

Aww, we're not gonna cuddle?

Last night was a one-time thing.

- It wasn't just one time last night.
- I'm saying it's done.

Not to be repeated.
In every sense of the word.

Understand? Last night was...
was just a fond trip down memory lane.

Fond? Call me.

OK, it's clear. Come on.
Go out that window.

There's a lattice you can climb down.

Listen, you know this doesn't mean
I'm gay or anything.

I'm not gay. We were just drunk.

- Yeah.
- Cool. See you, Keith.

- It's Heath.
- Right.

We were studying. For a project.
And I fell asleep.

You guys suck.

What the hell
were you thinking?

A bar fight with Evan?
You're the size of one of his arms.

- I was defending your honor.
- My honor?

That's the lamest thing.
Why couldn't you stay out of it?

- He's my boyfriend. It's my business.
- You mean was your boyfriend.

You're staying with him?

- You're pathetic.
- Don't judge me!

Don't you dare judge me! I don't need
Jiminy Cricket sitting on my shoulder,

telling me what I should
and shouldn't do.

That's why I didn't want you here.

It's simple, Case. Someone cheats on you
and you dump them.

I appreciate your idealism,

but you'll learn you left
black-and-white back in high school.

It's shades of gray from here on out.

Doing the right thing isn't always
the right thing. Especially here.

- This is my life an...
- Your social life!

...which is my life!

What do you want, Rusty?

Do you want me to lose everything
I worked hard for

because Evan screwed up?

Do you want me to become
a social piranha?

- Pariah.
- What? I don't know what you're saying.

"Pariah. " Social pariah.

How did you think it was piranha?

No one wants to hang out with a piranha!

What the hell's a pariah?

I won't judge you.

I just want to be a part of your life.

OK.

Really?

Thank you for defending my honor.

You're welcome.

Does your eye hurt?

Nah.

You remember the last person
who gave me a black eye?

Yeah. Me.

So, we've got a lot of planning to do.

The first football game of the season
is next week.

Are the Omega Chis
planning a Tailgate Party?

Casey. I feel like
we should kind of clear the air here.

First of all, I'm really, really sorry
about the whole thing with your brother.

Looks like he hit you pretty hard.

Ow!
Yeah, he did. Really hurts.

And I deserved it, you know?

But we should talk about it.

About the hook-up? Not necessary.

Case...

...I was careless, OK? And I don't
want to be careless with you again.

I want to be worthy of you.

- I'll make it up to you.
- You don't have to make it up.

- No...
- Sweetie, we're even.

What do you mean "we're even"?

Think about it.

Now. Tailgate party.

Fore!

Spitter! A fine day for nine holes,
wouldn't you say?

Indeed, Cappie. Indeed.

What brings you to our fair house?

I think I'm gonna need a putter and
a screwdriver for this shot, Pledge.

Well, I wanted to talk to you.

I know I missed the deadline
for bid acceptance,

but I still wanna join.
I wanna be a Kappa Tau.

Oh, too late, buddy.
We've already reached our quota.

You were supposed to let us know
by last night. Look at that.

- But I was in jail.
- Really? For what?

- Bar fight.
- Anyone good?

Evan Chambers.

- Who started it?
- He did.

- Who ended it?
- I guess I did.

You, uh, hit him with one of these?

- A pledge paddle.
- Ah.

Would you excuse us, Pledge?

Is that part of the whole hazing thing?
Calling him "Pledge"?

No, can't remember his name.

Only person who can overturn a missed
deadline is president of the fraternity.

But aren't you the president?

Why, yes, I am.
And I've considered your appeal.

The course awaits.

Let's go, Pledge.

You know, the thing for me is
I don't know how to open up.

I hide.

So is this the extent of hazing?

I wasn't finished opening up, Rusty.

To answer your question, no.
You have a lot of hell ahead of you.

I got my first class
tomorrow at 8:00 a. m., so I...

What? You registered for an 8:00 a. M?
Oh, wow, you are screwed, man.

Dad would be so proud.

Look, Evan and I talked a lot about this

and we agreed we don't want things
to be awkward between us.

Now that you're here, you both are going
to be a part of my life

and I really want you to get along.

It's not that Evan and I
don't get along, it's more...

She wasn't talking to you, dumb ass.

I think she meant me. Right?

Rusty, I hope you and I can grow to be,
if nothing else, great friends.

Truce?

Truce.

I owe you one.

Well then, let's make it official.

Drink on it, huh? Like men.

Thanks, Cappie.