Edge of Seventeen

Five, four, three, two, one!

Have a nice summer, people.

Don't hurry back.

This is Principal O'Connor

wishing you a happy and safe summer.

Later, rejects.

Thank God it's summer.

This is Randy Giraldo,

coming at you from the edge of Lake Erie.

First day of summer shaping up to be a...

let's get some good old Sandtown kicks

back into high gear.

Check out.. the biggest, the baddest water flume

in the US of A, the Logjammer.

Wanna wish a Sandusky High School

graduating class of '84 well as they...

caps and gowns this afternoon out at...

NNVacation Land 103.7, Sandusky.

Geek.

Eric, you're gonna be late.

Can't get the crease out of these pants.

I look like 1977.

You look nice.

Brown plaid?

Right.

It's not so bad.

Look at this.

Yeah it's hideous.

Polyester in that summer heat?

Check out the pockets!

You gotta be kidding me.

Oh, let me straighten your tag a little.

There's your dad.

Kodak moment.

Oh, Mom.

Stand up straight.

Turn your head a little to the left.

Take the picture.

Okay.

Hey, Johnny Bravo.

Groovy outfit.

Are you gonna work on the roller coaster?

I wish.

You gotta be 18 for rides, though.

I want a good one.

Here you go.

Just put her through the wash for you.

Bet she looks the same.

Yeah.

Here's your lunch, honey.

Thank you.

You do know I'm working at a restaurant, right?

Can I come too?

Not this time, kiddo.

Not this time.

You know your name tag is crooked?

This is gonna be so cool.

And a little bit more.

And that is our rib chicken combo platter.

Now, very important to comprehend the rib policy.

Our guests will often request additional ribbage,

which we are proud to serve at $1.10 per bone.

That's per bone, thank you.

And remember, always upsell.

Can I suggest a fresh piece

of corn on the cob with that today, sir?

Isn't that attractive?

Laughter?

Laughter?

There is no laughter.

Laughter is not permitted on company time, Maggie.

Lovey.

Is Eric your boyfriend?

No.

No.

Best friend.

Best friend.

He seems to be in violation of Crystal Shores' dress code.

One, two, three, four...

Cows getting outta the barn, yeah!

All right, listen up.

This isn't gonna be a cakewalk here.

I mean, we don't have the status of the rides jobs

or the glamour of the live shows.

We are food service.

We are one step above toilets.

But we are gonna have

the motherfucking summer of our lives.

Yeah?

Come on!

We're grubbers now!

Love of God.

Fire up, kids!

Hello, can we get some service here?

- Yes, sir. - Give me that chicken and rib platter thing.

The chicken rib combo dinner.

Chicken.

Beans.

Potato logs.

Is that all the ribs I get?

Where's the fucking beef, dude?

Uh, extra ribs, sir, are $1.10 per bone.

$1.10 per bone?

Fuck that!

Where's the fucking beef, dude?

Hey, I'm Rod.

That had to happen right in front of everybody.

Angie said you go to Ohio State.

Hotel management.

So rewarding.

Maggie and I will probably go there.

We want to study music.

At OSU?

My dream is to go to New York, but megabucks.

Music's like, my favorite thing in the world.

Annie Lennox is a freak.

You don't like her?

I'm more into Madonna.

Madonna, oh.

She seems cool.

She your girlfriend?

Um, not really.

Well, I dunno.

She's cute.

Yeah.

You have a girlfriend?

Yeah.

His name's Danny.

Actually, we kind of just broke up.

I got my-- break.

Break's over.

Do I smell or something?

Eric!

Maggie's here.

Did it turn out?

I haven't mixed it yet.

You'll have to wait.

You are such a tease.

What?

Mm.

What's different in here?

It's pretty cool.

You're not planning on abandoning me

at Ohio State, are you?

I don't know.

I feel like you could have taken Debbie down.

What?

Debbie rocks, forever.

You are so ill.

I'm going to borrow your jeans.

Don't look.

Me and Rod had to close the entire dining room

all by ourselves.

Rod makes me laugh.

College people are just way cooler

from all the rejects around here.

Oh, my God.

Guess what Frieda told me.

She overheard Angie and Rod talking in the walk-in.

Rod's gay.

And you know how Angie supposedly

has that boyfriend John or whatever?

Frieda said that um, John is really Joanne.

I was like, what, did they assign all the gay people

to the grub wagon or something?

Hello?

What?

I don't know.

I hate how my hair looks.

What?

Your hair?

You hate how your hair looks?

If I ask you something,

promise not to think I'm retarded?

Yeah.

Do you think...

Do you think I'm cute?

Andy, take that outside, will you?