TWO BUFF GUYS dressed like the Spartans in 300, A BLOND and
               BRUNETTE, open the double doors to a lavish lobby.



               INT. LOBBY - NIGHT

               Victor and the exhausted students enter the Las Vegas-style
               lobby of Caesar's Paradise. The buff guys smile at them in
               welcome.

                                   BRUNETTE BUFF GUY
                         We've been expecting you.

                                   VICTOR
                             (to buff guys)
                         Um, interesting uniforms you have
                         there.

                                   BLOND BUFF GUY
                         We found that this increased the
                         women's lubrication and desire. As
                         a result, we had fewer injuries and
                         more satisfied clients.

                                   VICTOR
                         Interesting hotel policy.



               INT. VICTOR'S ROOM - NIGHT

               The buff guys open the inner double-doors to a lavish room.
               Victor and the students peek in.

                                   VICTOR
                         For me?

               They nod in unison.

               Victor goes straight in and collapses on the floor.

                                   MAY
                         Principal McKane, shouldn't we
                         discuss the agenda?

               Heidi and Danielle roll their eyes in unison.

                                   VICTOR
                         Downstairs in two hours.

               The buff guys close the doors.



               INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT

               The buff guys bow to May. May is confused.

                                   BLOND BUFF GUY
                         Oriental women are prized in our
                         country as rare sensual flowers.

                                   MAY
                         We are all individuals and I'm not
                         sensual one bit. Ask my dad. Uh,
                         that didn't come out right.

               Nick studies their pecs, pulls off his own shirt and flexes.
               The girls stare.

               The buff guys flex. It's a ten-second flex-off competition 
               until the buff guys turn butt to the students and ease their
               shorts down. Underneath are thongs.

               Nick doesn't imitate.

               Brunette Buff Guy's buns are like polished steel. Blond buff
               guy pulls a harmonica out of his thong. Start harmonica,
               start the butt cheek dance.

               May stares shell-shocked. Lisa, breathless herself, pulls May
               out of view.

                                   TREY
                         Show over. Guys, put your assets
                         away.

               Trey tries to shield Lisa's eyes.

                                   GABE
                         Wonder what other surprises await
                         us?



               INT. GIRLS' BEDROOM - NIGHT

               A plush but normal-sized bedroom with a king-sized bed.

               In come the students and buff guys.

                                   DANIELLE
                         Where are we all going to sleep?

                                   LISA
                         The bed's big enough for the four
                         of us.

                                   NICK
                         Niiiice. Us too?

               The buff guys escort the boys out.



               INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT

               The boys stare at the approaching ELENA (35), a beautiful,
               regal dark-haired Spanish femme fatale. She winks back and
               stops and swivels seductively.

                                   ELENA
                         We are having a party tonight
                         celebrating a wedding on Saturday.
                         I hope you American boys can come.

               Lisa peeks out of the room and stares after Elena.

                                   LISA
                         My whoredar just went off. That
                         woman's a pro.

                                   TREY
                         Her? She's a queen.

                                   NICK
                         I didn't see an adam's apple.

                                   TREY
                         No, I mean she's too classy to sell
                         her supple, soft--

               Down the hall, Elena feigns dropping something, slowly picks 
               it up.

                                   NICK
                         Piece of ass.



               INT. BOYS' ROOM - NIGHT

               A huge circular bed.

               The boys enter. Nick keeps looking at Elena and starts to
               follow her, but Trey lightly catches his arm.

                                   GABE
                         One bed?

                                   NICK
                         This is nothing, Gabe. My cousins
                         sleep five to a bed. And there's
                         barely any incest.

               LATER

               Gabe and Nick are sprawled on the bed. Trey sits on the end, 
               his arms crossed in defiance.

                                   TREY
                         They only had three rooms. This
                         sucks.

               He pulls out a cigarette.



               INT. VICTOR'S BATHROOM - NIGHT

               Victor stumbles into the bathroom and turns on the shower.

               LATER

               Victor sings opera. He relishes the water, ahhhh. Finally, he
               turns off the water and reaches blindly for a towel.

               A manicured female hand gives him one.

               He then steps out of the shower, surveys the multitude of
               bottles on the sink and notices he has to shave.

               Next to him, blond KATARINA (23), clad in lingerie with
               nipple cut-outs, reaches for a bottle.

                                   KATARINA
                             (Russian accent)
                         This one is very good for the skin.
                         Tiger sperm from China.

               Victor yells out. He uses his towel to cover her, leaving
               himself exposed.

                                   VICTOR
                         What are you doing in my room?

                                   KATARINA
                         I come with the room. A gift.

               Victor is puzzled.

                                   VICTOR
                         Well, I'm graciously declining the
                         gift.

                                   KATARINA
                         You are saying no to me?

                                   VICTOR
                         It's more like a no, thank you.

               Katarina leaves the bathroom. Victor wraps the towel around
               himself, grabs a robe off the wall and follows her,
               struggling not to look at her thonged derriere.



               INT. VICTOR'S ROOM - NIGHT

               She sits on the bed humiliated. Victor covers her with the
               robe.

               She bursts into tears.

                                   KATARINA
                         I am not pretty enough!
                             (grabs breasts)
                         Breasts not full or soft enough!

                                   VICTOR
                         No, it's not that.

               She throws herself on the bed. Victor doesn't know what to
               do.

                                   KATARINA
                         Why did I leave my mother on her
                         deathbed to journey through
                         blizzards just to be rejected!
                         Denied as a woman!

               A knock at the door.

               GUSTAVE (50), a lanky elegant man in a crisp Italian suit and
               thin handlebar mustache, speaks as he enters.

                                   GUSTAVE
                         I am Gustave, the manager. My
                         family has run this hotel for four
                         generations. Mi casa es su casa.

               Katarina gets up and buries herself in Gustave's armpit.

                                   KATARINA
                         He does not want me, Gustave.

                                   GUSTAVE
                         Katarina, you are most sexy. Any
                         man would desire you and most women
                         too.

                                   KATARINA
                         He does not want me.

                                   VICTOR
                         Of course she's probably sexy.

               She starts crying again.

                                   VICTOR
                         But it's like getting a present
                         without the wrapping paper and the
                         bow. No surprises.

                                   GUSTAVE
                         I see.
                             (he lights up)
                         You prefer the young Catholic
                         girls? Lots of wrapping paper on
                         them.

                                   VICTOR
                         That's revolting.

                                   GUSTAVE
                         Customer satisfaction is number
                         one. I learned from the master,
                         Ronald McDonald. And Heidi Fleiss
                         of course.

                                   VICTOR
                             (nods toward Katarina)
                         So she's a prostitute.

                                   GUSTAVE
                         Well, this isn't the Sheraton. With
                         them, you have to outsource.
                         Listen. Party at 12am. You can take
                         your pick there.

               Gustave takes Katarina by the hand and leaves.

               Victor starts to storm out of the room but realizes he's not
               dressed.

               LATER

               Victor, dressed, storms out of the room.



               INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT

               Victor raps on the girls' door vigorously.

                                   VICTOR
                         Pack up. We're leaving!

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