25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee- Chip, Dan Dad, and Jesus Lines

Panch: Snack break.

Chip: (ad libs along these lines) Snack break. Snack break. Chocolate chip cookies. Brownies. All one dollar. Anybody? Can you believe they make me do this? So humiliating. Screw it. Who wants free candy?

Panch: Yes, and you got: Omphaloskepsis

Chip: But are those rated at the same level of difficulty?

Panch: Yes.

Chip: Can that also be pronounced "omPHAloskepsis"?

All: Dear Mitch (Midge)-

Chip: Chip Tolentino made it through adolescence, and in the course of time came to appreciate his distraction. As did many others.

Panch: Cow.

Chip: Come on!

Panch: The word is: Tittup.

Chip: Definition please.

Rona: All right. We'll talk about the entrance fee later. Take your seat.

Chip: Hey, Marcy? Don't be nervous. Just watch what I do.

Rona: Slam-dunk from Park.

Chip: Hey--you were at nationals? Remember me?

Mitch: (singing) Life is random and unfair. Life is pandemonium.

Chip: I said two t's. I won last year.

Panch: Why would you want to do that?

Chip: I'd rather not say?

Panch: You can either take your turn now or forfeit.

Chip: I'll take my turn now.

Panch: Very good on the volume. And correct.

Chip: Leaf-that girl [in the second row with the fuzzy sweater]? Is that your sister?

Panch: Mr. Tolentino.

Chip: Marigold... Marigold Coneybear... That's a really lovely sweater Marigold...

Panch: Mexican.

Chip: Mexican! That's so easy!

Mitch: Let's go.

Chip: Miss Peretti, can I have one more chance? Please?

Panch: But first you said "T-I-T-U-Oh wait, two t's..."

Chip: No, but, I wasn't sure if you heard both t's. I obviously know how to spell it...

Panch: They're both level one words, yes.

Chip: Omphaloskepsis.

Panch: It can. It would be wrong.

Chip: Omphaloskepsis. O...M...P...H...A...L-O-S-K-E-P-S-I-S. Omphaloskepsis.

Rona: (singing) That's my favorite moment of the bee.

Chip: Shut up.

Panch: Chip. Chip. Chip!

Chip: Sorry - is it my turn to spell?

Panch: I'm sorry, the correct spelling is T-I-T-T-U-P. Tittup.

Chip: That's exactly what I said.

All: ...but the sequences of letters already spoken may not be changed.

Chip: That's not fair. I got it right. I can't get out on a word I spelled right.

Panch: It means "lively movement or behavior", or "to move restlessly." It refers to the sound of horses' hooves - tittup, tittup, tittup.

Chip: Tittup. T...I...T...U-Oh wait. Two t's. You heard both, right? Backing up, T-I-T-T-U-P. Tittup.

Rona: A rare break in concentration from Mr. Tolentino.

Chip: Um, can you maybe skip me now and ask me two in a row later?

Panch: Omphaloskepsis.

Chip: Wait a second, didn't [the guy with the head lice] just get [Mexican]?

Panch: Tittup.

Chip: What?

Barfee: You could be disqualified for that-if you hadn't already been eliminated!

Chip: You know something, Barf: I may have lost, but you are the biggest loser here.

Carl Dad: (singing) because losers do not know how to win.

Dan Dad: And we have faith in you, honey.

Carl Dad: (singing) which is why we discipline. God hates losers

Dan Dad: But you are a winner.

Schwarzy: Dad!

Dan Dad: Don't call her that, Carl.

Carl Dad: We gotta build up her stamina-The bee could last three hours.

Dan Dad: Don't you talk to me about stamina, Carl!

Schwarzy: Yes-

Dan Dad: Maybe it's time for a break?

Carl Dad: (singing) We hate losers

Dan Dad: No one likes a loser.

Schwarzy: Peggy Jenkins.

Dan Dad: Who'd be very proud if she could see you spell.

Carl Dad: Dan, we're in the middle of a word here.

Dan Dad: You know she doesn't spell well when her blood-sugar is low, Carl.

Marcy: Hi!

Jesus: Hi.

Marcy: How are you?

Jesus: I'm good. Is that your prayer, Marcy, for a more difficult word?

Marcy: Well yeah it was but now that you're here can I ask for something better?

Jesus: I'm here for you now Marcy. C'est pour toi que je suis ici.

Marcy: Jesus?

Jesus: Marcy?

Marcy: Camouflage. Dear Jesus, can't you come up with a harder word than that?

Jesus: Of course I can, my child.

Marcy: I don't know, but what I mean is, would you be disappointed with me if I lost?

Jesus: Of course not-but Marcy? I also won't be disappointed with you if you win.

Marcy: Jesus... I was wondering what would happen if I didn't win today.

Jesus: What do you think would happen?

Marcy: You're saying it's up to me then?

Jesus: Yes, and also, this isn't the kind of thing I care very much about.