Beverly: Not so fast, Atkins. This is a random locker search.
Johnny Atkins: If it's random, why are you targeting the guy most likely to have a doobie hidden in his locker behind a Trapper Keeper? Ah, nards.
Beverly: Principal's office. Now.
Johnny Atkins: This is so unfair!
Beverly: It is, which is why I'll offer you a plea bargain. You take the fall for cheesing the drive, and this all goes away.
Johnny Atkins: I don't know what you just said, and maybe that's 'cause I've been hitting my Trapper Keeper, but I'm in.
Beverly: You also have to stop making fun of my son.
Johnny Atkins: Done. Who is he?
Beverly: Adam.
Johnny Atkins: Adam who?
Beverly: You know, the freshman. You call him a nerd loser. That narrows it down to like 40 dudes. The one with the dimples and the glasses. He looks like a model. He plays with computers.