[ Chuckles ]
What's up ? How's it going ?
Who the hell
does she think she is ?
There are 2,000 girls in this school,
and l can bump monkeys
with every one of 'em.
- Taylor Vaughan is totally replaceable.
- Spare me this wax shit...
about replaceable, because we're
talking about Taylor Vaughan here.
- Sorry, man. He's-- He's right.
- Of course l'm right.
l mean, the girl's
an institution in this place.
Every girl wants to be her,
and every guy wants to nail her.
- Basically, she's you... with tits.
- [ Laughs ]
Nah, nah, you're wrong, you see.
The Taylor Vaughan you just described
is an illusion, a myth.
You strip away
all that attitude and makeup...
and basically all you have is
a C-minus G.P.A. with a wonder bra.
Oh, give it up.
Take, uh--
Take her for example.
Short, decent rack,
kind of a Chelsea Clinton
thing going on.
But given the right look,

the right boyfriend, bam !
ln six weeks, she's the one
being crowned prom queen.
- You're serious ?
- As a heart attack.
You're clearly delusional. But how
about a chance to prove me wrong ?
Okay, hold on, hold on, hold on. Dean,
Dean, Dean. The boy's buggin' here.
You're taking advantage of a friend
in a vulnerable situation.
Gee, that's swell, Preston.
A fifth of Chivas and a uterus
and you could be my mom.
No, seriously.
The guy thinks he could do anything.
Let him prove it.
- What do you say, Zack ?
- A bet ?
Yeah. Unless, of course,
you're too heartbroken.
- Just name the terms.
- All right, it's simple.
l'll pick the girl, and you got six
weeks to turn her into the prom queen.
Okay, okay, we get it, okay ?
- Everybody has a big jimmy.
Now can we just--
- You got it.
- All right. Let's go shopping.
- [ Laughing ]
Oh, man, this is
gonna be so much fun.
- [ Preston ] What about her ?
- [ Dean ] Nah, l don't think so.