[Heffley garage, Rodrick and his bandmates are performing] [walks in]
Rodrick. Rodrick! I need to talk to you. Inside, now.
[Greg peeks from behind the door as he watches]
Go ahead and talk. We're a band. We have no secrets.
Oh, okay. Fine. [holds up the magazine] What is this?
It's not mine.
It was in your backpack.
No, it was in my room.
[gives Rodrick a "Really?" look]
Does owning this magazine make you a better person?
No.
Did it make you more popular at school?
How do you feel about having owned this type of magazine?
Ashamed.
Do you have anything you wanna say to women for having owned this offensive magazine?
I'm sorry, women.
[Rodrick's bandmates clap in applause]
You're grounded...for two weeks.
Make it four weeks, and I'm gonna need the keys to your van.
