Sitting in his trailer park bedroom, Jeff Spicoli has just finished a killer bong hit
in preparation for the big graduation dance. He hears a knock on the door. It's Mr. Hand. . .
Mr. Hand has calculated that Jeff's wasted eight hours of his time this year. He explains
that tonight is the night for squaring their account...
Spicoli can't believe his ears as Mr. Hand explains his extensive lesson plan for the
evening. He asks Jeff to open his textbook.
Sensing an opportunity, Spicoli can hardly control his euphoria as he explains to Mr.
Hand that he left the textbook in his locker...
Unfortunately for Jeff, Mr. Hand is not that stupid...
Hours pass. Finally Spicoli delivers his oral exam: "What Jefferson was saying was 'Hey, we
left this England place because it was bogus. If we don't get some cool rules ourselves - pronto -
then we'll just be bogus too'".
That's close enough for Mr. Hand as they bid "Aloha" to each other...
