All language subtitles for Summer Heights High - S01E04

Kids this age get involved
in all sorts of nasty things

and you really have
to keep an eye out.

I'm known around the school for
having an above-average sense of smell,

so I use my nose
to control certain behaviors.

I like to sniff the kids
most mornings

just randomly
in the corridors,

checking for various odors...

um, cigarette smoke,

graffiti pens, alcohol,

cannabis, that sort of thing,

just identifying that,
singling the kids out.

Stand back.

They're aware of it.

They become very nervous
when they see me in the mornings.

And you can always
pick the guilty ones.

But, yes, it's just one
of the good things

about having
a heightened sense.

- "Take deep breaths."
- I do.

- "Take deep breaths."
- I do.

"Count to 10."

- "Relax your body and stay calm."
- Easy.

I've got Jonah on an anger
management course with me.

We're gonna meet
once a week.

So what would have been
a better way to have reacted?

Just say, "Fuck off,"

and walk away
and don't get mad.

All right.

What about some language
which is less provocative?

"Get fucked"?

The break-dancing fad
has instigated this.

Yesterday this year-seven
dancer called Keiran

turned up at school wearing the same
tracksuit that Jonah was wearing.

He's a shit break-dancer and a homo.

- Jonah...
- He can't break-dance for shit, sir.

You can go for a run
around the oval.

That's fucked up, sir. Everyone will
think I'm a homo if I start

fucking running around the oval
every time someone pisses me off.

Jonah told Keiran that he was
going to set fire to his locker.

- Bullshit.
- And in other ways

he behaved in a very aggressive
and inappropriate manner.

Yeah, but his locker
didn't get burned. I didn't do it.

So how is that
inappropriate, sir?

- Keep a journal and write things down.
- What's a journal?

It's like a little diary.
So you write stuff in there

and it stops it
building up inside you.

- I'm not a poofter, sir.
- I didn't say you were, Jonah.

You know, educate them
in strategies they can use,

such as the anger management
program that I've got Jonah on here,

to use to put
into a constructive...

Sir, how do you spell
"fuck him up"?

She can get stuffed if she thinks
she's gonna be friends with us.

Yeah, well, she's just a bitch
as far as I'm concerned.

Last night we were
all just, like, on MSN

and Ja'mie was talking to Bec.

We were just talking
and she was giving me tips

to be more confident so I can have
a boyfriend and everything.

And then all of a sudden
I get this sent to me.

Yeah, but she accidentally
sent it through to Bec,

'cause it was meant for one
of their friends Brianna at Hillford.

She's been, like, obviously bitching
behind our backs about us completely

to her Hillford friends
and we haven't realized it at all.

She's coming.

Hi. I couldn't find you guys.

I know you're annoyed.

We're seriously
pissed off, Ja'mie.

It was meant
as a joke, seriously.

It's not very funny.
Bec was crying this morning

'cause you called her
a try-hard Asian.

It was a total joke.
I don't believe you printed it out.

Like, you honestly don't know
how upset we are, Ja'mie.

Like, I don't ever want to
be friends with you again.

- No way.
- Learn what a sense of humor is, okay?

- It was a joke.
- You called Kaitlyn

a housing-commission whore.

I live in a townhouse,
not housing commission.

Yeah, and you called me
a Clearasil "Before" shot.

Guys, seriously,
build a bridge and get over it.

And don't call me
a bitch, Holly.

You seriously think we're just
gonna get over it? You're a mean bitch.

- Seriously, you are.
- Yeah, whatever.

Anyway, I have
the best news.

You know how I'm doing the "It's All
about Education" exchange thing?

Last night they called my mom
and they said

they're gonna do a TV ad
and they want me to be in it

- 'cause I've got modeling experience.
- Ja'mie, we don't care.

Oh my God, you sound
like a broken record.

- Just get over it, seriously.
- We're not gonna get over it.

Don't be a bitch and don't listen
to my story, Holly.

You're a bitch, Ja'mie, so whatever.
Find some new friends.

Oh, yeah, cool, okay.
See ya.

Yeah, whatever, Ja'mie.
See ya.

As if I'd wanna be friends
with you bitches anyway.

Good. We don't want to be
friends with you either, bitch.

- Bye.
- Stupid fucking bitch.

Whatever.

This isn't straight.
Rodney, it's not straight.

We're in audition week
this week.

If you want something done,
do it yourself.

I was saying
to Rodney this morning...

I unraveled the audition posters

and I had an excitement quiver.
I went... oooh.

I get very excited
about things and I do that.

It's normally closer
to production that I do it.

It's just an involuntary thing
that I get.

Boys, musical auditions.

I've been sort of casting the net wide
this year, so to speak.

- What about you, Stuart?
- The role of Annabel...

the real Annabel Dickson
was quite, I guess, a sexy girl

and had a lot of... a wild quality.

And I think
there are some girls

who have that at the school.

So I am asking some
of the sluttier girls to get involved.

- Wednesday in the gym.
- Okay, cool.

Okay, see you then.

- Do you like this one, miss?
- I like the imagery of that one.

- This is me doing this move...
- Yeah.

...where I'm breaking,
right?

And I get all this mad air
and I'm fully in the air

- for, like, about eight seconds, fully.
- Yeah.

And everyone's,
like, flipping out

because they've never seen
a boy do that before.

These artworks are gonna
become illustrations

that the boys will use
to accompany

the stories that they're writing.

- It's quite abstract.
- Yeah, it's all the heads.

I love art and I use it

as a kind of device
to allow the boys

to get out some creativity.

See that one?
He sees the hot chick,

- then he cracks a fat.
- Yeah, it's...

maybe that one won't go in your book.
What do you think?

Why not, miss?
Too rude for you?

I think that it really assists
with their ability to learn.

This is this
motherfucker laser beam

that I use to fuck anyone off
that comes near

- that I don't like.
- Language language.

See..."Fuck you, miss,"
'cause it's a teacher.

Not you. It's another teacher
that I don't like.

Right.

I'm particularly proud of the work
that Jonah's been doing.

And I know that he can hear me
because he doesn't miss much,

but he's been doing
really really well.

All my friends have
totally lost it.

And they've gone around
the whole school telling everyone

I'm a bitch and not
to be friends with me.

I don't even care because
I make friends really easily

- and I don't need them.
- Ashley, hi.

Um, I was just gonna say

you know the "It's All
about Education" thing?

I might be doing a TV ad for it.

I can't believe you believed
those bitches.

Why would I want to be
friends with you anyway,

lesbian curly-head bitch?

I'm actually really enjoying

not being friends with them,
do you know what I mean?

Lunchtimes are so much
better without them.

Did you want me to carry these
to your next class?

Just pop them down over there.

Next one, please.

I cannot afford to have a cast
that can't handle the pressure.

So rather than going straight
into a general audition,

I like to do what I call
a psychological assessment.

- Any mental illness in the family?
- No.

- Does Dad ever hit Mom at all?
- No.

What I'm looking for mostly
is can they handle

the emotional strain
of being in a show?

Have you ever felt
like cutting yourself,

- cutting your arms?
- No.

If you had to choose below
or above belly button,

which direction would you head?

You need to be fairly thick-skinned
to be in a show like mine.

So I do what I call
a sensitivity test.

You've got thighs
like an elephant

and you've got a face
like a bloody horse.

Who's gonna want to pay
to see you onstage?

Who?

Excellent. That was good.
You handled that well.

I test the kids
for hand-eye coordination.

Open your eyes.
Catch.

Catch this.

Missed it.

I'm able to cull
or weed out the kids

who are just not right.

Rejection can be tough,
but the world is a tough place.

- Deal with it.
- She's very upset. Next one, please.

Alastair.

All right, everybody.
Just continue on with the work.

Write, "Do you like my dick?"

Do it in, like, a bubble.

"Yes."

- What are you boys doing?
- Nothing, miss.

Stop fucking perving
on us, miss.

Get up off the ground, please,
and go do some work.

We're reading books. You're supposed
to read them on the ground.

I have to say that
Jonah has, um,

a total inability
to complete tasks.

I can almost guarantee
that tomorrow

he'll come in full of excuses
as to why he can't participate.

- Miss, my pen's dried out.
- Gavin, can you lend Jonah a pen?

I sit him next to his friends
and he talks.

I put him next to good students,
he copies their work.

I mean, I don't know
how stupid he thinks I am.

Stuart, Sadie,
Jessica and Jonah,

you all will be
presenting your talks

on "The Outsiders"
tomorrow.

Miss, that sucks.
You said I could do mine on Tupac.

- I beg your pardon?
- You said I could do mine on Tupac.

Tupac? Why would I let you
do it on Tupac...

- 'Cause you said...
...when the topic is "The Outsiders"?

- You just said it.
- I did not say it, Jonah.

- Don't you remember?
- Now you've had plenty of time

to complete this task.
And if you've had any problems

you've had more than opportunity
to come up and talk to me about it.

- Yes, miss.
- I don't think I've even seen you

work on it at all, in fact.

What do you think this is, idiot?

- I beg your pardon?
- I'm working on it.

- What, a drawing?
- Yeah.

I don't want to show you
until tomorrow.

It certainly doesn't look like

the kind of work everyone else
in the room is doing.

Wait till tomorrow to find out.

You know what?
I'll look forward to tomorrow.

We'll all be waiting
to see Jonah's talk

on "The Outsiders"
'cause I think it's gonna be

the best one of the lot.
What do you think, Jonah?

- I think it will be.
- Yeah.

Move. Holly,
I'm sitting next to you.

Sorry, Ja'mie. I'm not friends
with you anymore.

I don't care.
I always sit with you.

Ja'mie, there's a seat over there.
Go over there.

I'm not sitting next to some
random emo. Move, please.

I'm sorry, it looks like
you don't have an option.

Why don't you go fuck yourself,
public-school bitch?

Chill out, Ja'mie. You're really
embarrassing yourself.

You know what would be embarrassing?
Having your head.

- Did you hear that?
- Group "A," group "B" mode today.

So group "A," group "B."
Group "A," group "B."

A, B.
A, B.

A, B, A.

I'd like group "A"
to be thinking about

Parmenides's
view of the world

and group "B"
to be thinking about

Herodotus's
view of the world.

Mom, it's me.

I'm really upset.

You've got to come
and pick me up.

'Cause everyone's being
a bitch to me.

I should never
have come here.

They don't even have fucking grass
on their oval. It's all just dirt.

I am not going to see
the school counselor, you bitch.

I hate this school.
I do not want to be here.

I want to fucking
go back to Hillford.

I will trash my room and you will
be fucking cleaning it up, okay?

I will have no hesitation

in smashing your dolls' cupboard
with a hammer, Mom.

I'm serious.
Or maybe I'll get pregnant.

Maybe I'll just go and root
some teacher or something

and get pregnant.
And then you deal with that.

You'll have to fucking raise the baby.
Is that what you want?

I am seriously gonna,
like, hyperventilate and die

and it will be your fault.

I am not fucking
getting the train home!

The fucking... the train stations
out in the suburbs here

are seriously fucked up.
I'm gonna get, like, raped or something

and then I'll be, like, in counseling
for the rest of my life

and it will be your fault! Why are you
the biggest bitch in the world to me?

I'm 16, Mom.
In a couple of years' time

I'm gonna be
fucking out of your life.

I'm not even gonna
fucking invite you to my wedding.

Do you love me?
If you fucking love me

you'll do as I fucking say.

I just want to go back to Hillford.

That is where I belong.

I'm not supposed to be here.

I'm a fucking
private-school girl.

Five, six, seven, eight...

♪ School these days ♪

♪ You'd have to be
a fool these days... ♪

This is phase one
of the audition process.

It's a cattle call, if you like.

♪ School these days... ♪

I usually get pretty big numbers,
so I like to use the gym.

Get out, Aaron.
I've booked the gym.

Take it up with Margaret
if you've got an issue.

♪ It's boys and cocks
and sex and drugs ♪

♪ It's not like it used to be... ♪

Brilliant.

♪ There's nowhere to hide
from teen suicide ♪

♪ Watch out
for teen pregnancy... ♪

Good effort.

♪ It's the worst place
in Australia ♪

♪ Where you can get
anorexia... ♪

Not quite right.

♪ School these days ♪

♪ Don't want to go to school. ♪

Right hand, thrust thrust.

The dance routine
that I've come up with

is part of the nightclub scene.

It's an important part
of the production

where Annabel goes
to the nightclub

where she takes
the fatal Ecstasy pill.

Get into it.

So the moves are very much
what the kids are doing these days.

Spread your legs, and up.

Spread your legs.

Caleb, more effort, please.
I thought black people had rhythm.

Don't let your weight
drag you down, please, sweetheart.

What I'm looking for is
are you a triple threat?

Do you have the ability
to sing, dance, act?

And do you have the look?

Yeah, they didn't make it.

Sorry, it's a no-go,
I'm afraid.

And, unfortunately for some kids,
they just don't have it.

Less chat and more
stretching, please.

It's G-time, not free time.
Come on.

Come through, girls,
and grab yourselves a chair.

Um, well, the reason
I called a session...

and thanks, Miss Dean,
for running it...

um, is because yesterday

everyone was being
a total bitch to me.

And I'm a guest at the school

and they should be
really nice to me.

- Okay, yes, Holly?
- Miss, can I just explain?

Um, Ja'mie actually published
this photo of us on the internet

that said we were povo
public-school skanks.

- That's a joke.
- And she said

that Kaitlyn was
a housing-commission whore

and that I needed
a breast reduction.

- Miss, tell them it's a joke.
- Look, miss, look.

- You think it's hilarious.
- Tell them they need to get

a sense of humor
'cause that is a joke.

It's not funny.
Look at what she's done, miss.

- Why would you choose to live here?
- We can't all be rich snobs.

Do you think this was appropriate
to send out about your friends?

Yes, as a joke.

- I'm not an Asian try-hard.
- Bec, you called me.

You wanted some advice on how to get
a boyfriend. I was giving you advice.

- She had to be not Asian?
- I have to change my race?

- Don't go on about being Asian.
- She is Asian.

- She walks around, "Oh, I'm Asian."
- No, I don't.

- "I'm cool. I've got a cute accent."
- You're the one

that always says,
"I'm from private school."

"Ooh, look at my fringe.
Ooh, Asian Asian."

No violence. We need to stop
insulting each other.

We need to keep the language
civilized, okay?

And we need to stop
making racist comments as well.

- She's being a bitch.
- She just constantly...

So they're allowed to call me
a bitch now, are they?

Can we just not...?
No, can we not use the term "bitch"?

The reason you're pissed off is 'cause
I'm more popular in the group than you.

- You used to be the leader...
- That is a lie!

...now I am and they look up to me.
- Shut your fat face.

- We're not looking up to you at all.
- You're a fucking cow.

Oh, good. She just swore.
Really nice.

- Oh, please!
- She called me a fucking cow.

- Okay, we need to keep a handle...
- You just swore now.

...on the language.
- Fucking mental bitch.

- You act all innocent.
- You're the biggest slut in the school.

- How do you know?
- Everyone talks behind your back.

- Bullshit.
- Girls...

Shut your face and go to the hairdresser
and sort your roots out.

How about everybody
doesn't swear then?

Why don't you go and get a skin graft?
'Cause your skin's shit.

You're jealous 'cause you're flat
and you have no boobs at all.

"Oh, you need
a breast reduction."

Oh, really nice.
Really nice, Holly,

considering I had an eating disorder
in year eight when I was developing

- and that's why I have no tits.
- Stop fake-crying, you stupid bitch.

I'm still developing. They're gonna
get bigger. When I'm 25

these are gonna be fucking huge
'cause I'm gonna get implants.

- So shut your fucking face.
- And you're fat.

You are so fat, the fat doesn't know
where to go and it pops out your chest.

- Girls, the language.
- Oh yeah, I'm huge.

Stop trying to bring up other things,
like your little eating disorder.

If you give me that look again, Bec,
I'm gonna slap you down, bitch.

- No violence.
- Seriously, Bec,

Qantas is doing some good deals
on one-way tickets to China.

- Why don't you buy one?
- I'm not even from China.

- I'm from Singapore, you idiot.
- Asia, China, same thing.

- It's different.
- Racist comments...

- Idiot.
- Shh.

- Build a fucking bridge.
- Apologize.

I'm not apologizing
for trying to be funny.

If you want to be my friend

you will apologize to me.

- You're a racist bitch.
- Have you considered

that maybe I am
freaking out about this?

Maybe I've been like panic-attacking
about this since yesterday.

I couldn't even breathe last night
when I went to bed and my mom...

- Okay, shh.
- She's trying to manipulate you, Miss.

She's saying, "Oh,
Bec just shouldn't be Asian."

- I can't help that I'm Asian.
- I can't breathe, guys.

All right, girls.

Come on, get her
on the floor, please.

I seriously can't breathe.

Oh my God.

Ja'mie, just calm down.

Just take some
deep breaths, please.

- Someone call my mom.
- Someone get a paper bag, please.

- Hi, Jonah, how are you?
- Good, miss.

Oh, good.

I'm glad you came in.

I wanted to ask you about this.

Did you leave this on my desk
yesterday after school?

Yes, miss.

Come sit down.

You know, Jonah,

you wanted me to see this,
didn't you?

- Yes, miss.
- Okay.

Do you want to just tell me
what that picture's about?

It's just my dad touching
my dick or something.

Okay, I thought
it might be that.

Now I'm really glad
you showed it to me, Jonah,

but I'm not qualified
to deal with this issue.

So I'm gonna have to talk
to Doug Peterson.

- Is that okay with you?
- Yeah.

Okay, good. And then we're gonna
have to make a report

and we'll probably have
to call your father.

Okay.

Please come through
and take a seat.

We've asked you here
to address this issue directly

and we need to let you know
that we are obliged

to inform
Child Protection Services.

Jonah, is there anything

that you would
like to say to Dad?

Just stop doing
what you're doing.

What the fuck am I doing?

I thought you'd done
something wrong.

What the fuck?

Mr. Takalua,
Jonah drew a picture

and in the picture
Jonah has shown

you touching his genitals.

What the fuck
are you talking about?

This is the picture.

You little fuckwit.

Why would I want
to touch his genitals?

What are you thinking
drawing this shit?

♪ I'm a party girl
with a bad habit ♪

♪ Bad habit for drugs... ♪

- ♪ I'm a naughty girl... ♪
- Tonight it's the callback stage

of the auditions. At the moment
we're doing Annabel.

How's that making you feel, boys?

He's got a really unique
talent for spotting talent.

Really really magic to see him
working with the kids like this.

♪ I'm a party girl
with a bad habit ♪

♪ Bad habit for drugs ♪

♪ I'm a naughty girl
with a bad habit... ♪

This show is set
in Summer Heights High,

so there are a lot of characters

who are familiar to us,

a lot of teacher characters.

♪ My name is Mr. G ♪

♪ Three talents...
one, two, three ♪

♪ Singing and dancing
and acting is my life... ♪

We look at Mr. G and his
influence on Annabel's life.

♪ I'm a teacher,
that's for sure ♪

♪ In a world of crazy kids... ♪

Mr. G is a triple threat.

He can sing, he can dance,
he can act.

Is there a kid out there
that can do it? I hope so.

♪ At Summer Heights High. ♪

Mr. G, I just don't care
about schoolwork.

I'm using, for my
audition piece,

a scene between Mr. G
and Annabel.

Have a good night. And...

and remember, be careful.

She turns, she sluts her way off.
Excellent.

The role of Celine
is an interesting one.

We're doing a three-week run,

so I need a dog who can handle
that kind of a schedule.

Do you want a smack?

There are other dogs in the running
that I would seriously consider,

so she's really going
to have to prove herself.

Keep that head to the front, please.
Do not look self-conscious.

I'm so sorry.
I shouldn't have done it.

It's not even funny.
I feel really bad.

Yeah, well, thank you
for apologizing.

At least you know that
what you did was wrong.

That's cool.
I just wish I didn't do it.

- I don't want to fight anymore.
- Never again.

- Let's be friends forever and ever.
- Yeah, cool.

Okay, that's great.
How did that make you feel?

- Much better.
- That felt good.

- It felt weird for me.
- A bit weird for you?

'Cause it felt like she actually
genuinely was sorry.

- So it felt good.
- Yeah.

- Did you mean it?
- No.

But it's good
for the exercise.

What we're gonna
do now is

we're gonna do it from
Ja'mie's perspective.

Action!

- Hi, guys.
- Hi.

- Did you get the picture?
- Yes. Oh, it was so funny.

- Oh my God, how funny was it?
- It's so funny.

I can't believe
I accidentally sent it to you.

- And you and the mental-illness thing.
- Yeah, I know.

I'm so glad you guys
thought it was funny.

It was hilarious.

Oh my God.

Cut. Cool.
What did you think?

Okay, now what have we
learned today, girls, from this?

I learned that, like,

if you look
at people's perspective,

like, you can really
save a friendship.

And I learned that, like, well,

you've got to be really careful

when you bitch
about your friends,

watch out for your MSN windows
really carefully;

and that I've got the coolest

and most forgiving
friends in the world.

I'm so proud of you, girls.

- We're friends again.
- I hated fighting.

I'm so glad we resolved it.

- Okay, back to class.
- That went really well, miss.

I think that was a really
good way of doing it,

so the girls could see,
like, my perspective.

Can you guys get me
a chair, please?

I didn't fucking touch
his fucking dick, you fuck!

Admit it, Dad. You do.

He's fucking bloody
lying to you.

You tell them the truth.
Tell them what you do to me.

Please don't be so aggressive.
He's only...

What are you fucking thinking?
I never fucking do this.

Tell them you're
bullshitting.

I'm taking away the PlayStation
and I'm throwing it out.

Bullshit you are. The PlayStation's
mine. You can't take it away.

I'll make you fucking share
a room with your sister.

Bullshit.

All right, I made it up.

I just drew this as a joke.

I just knew that
you'd all flip out.

Tell them I never
fucking touch your dick.

He never touches my dick.

And I've never
fucking touch it.

He's never touched it.

So you just drew that?
That didn't actually happen?

- Yeah.
- You made it up?

I just made it up

because I wanted to get out
of my English talk.

Jonah, if your dad
is making you lie,

you have to know that there are
people who will listen to you.

- No, it's true, miss.
- What the fuck?

This didn't happen?

No.

I'd smash him out
if he tried to do that.

Next time you make sure
you get your story right.

If I come in here
because you accuse me

of touching his fucking dick
while I never touched it,

then I'll fucking smash you.

- Well...
- You should apologize to my dad.

Okay, um...

would you like a cup of tea?

Stick your fucking
cup of tea up your ass.

Emma Ainsworth, group "B."

Stefan Christodoulou,
group "B."

Well, it's been
a sleepless night

and I've tossed
and tossed over this,

but I've come up
with my final cast.

Group "B," I'd like you to head over
to P4 and wait for me there.

I bring the kids in.
I divide them into two groups.

One group is my cast.

The other group
have been rejected.

As you know, today is the day
that I announce the cast.

And as you know...

oh, this is really hard...

I wish I could have had
everyone in the show,

but I can't.

Um...

but I wanted
to bring you in here

to tell you

that...

you are my cast!

You're in the show.
You're in the show.

Everyone hug me.

Candice? Where's Candice?
Candice, you're Annabel.

Matt, you're Mr. G.

Celine, you're Celine.

Stay here, celebrate.
I've gotta go and talk to group "B."

Well done. You're the best
cast ever.

Okay, guys, shush, please.

I know you're excited
to find out

who's in the cast of the show.
Quiet, please.

When I look around this room

I see a lot of talent.

Um,

this is going to be
an amazing show.

That's why I wanted
to tell you guys

that you...

are not in my show.
It was the other group.

It's not you guys.

You're not in it.

So that's... you can go.

You're not in it.

It is a harsh reality

that show business
is a hard business.

You know, we don't all
have what it takes.

You can always try
for stage crew.

You didn't make it in, Toby.
You're not in it.

- Okay.
- You're not in the show. You can go.

- Okay.
- Go to class.

And it's your dancing
that let you down, really.

I think for some kids

- it's better that they know now...
- Bye.

...than find out later in life
that they've got no talent.

I always say
they'll thank me one day.

We're doing
a year-11 formal.

Girls, it's just not
gonna happen.

I really want the formal.

I've told the girls,
"Do not eat anything."

- "Starving for the formal!"
- Keep it straight.

- Formals can give hope.
- Stop pushing me, fat sluts.

I want to assign to you
a group of year-seven boys.

They look gay-ass.
You can make them do shit for you.

Do deep writing.
I have to hand this shit in.

- They called me a wranger.
- They called me gay.

He called me
a lard-ass homo.

What the fuck
did you say to him?

See where it's coming from?

I'm gonna take
a photo of my bum.

How do you know what my ass looks like,
sir? Have you been thinking about it?

We are midway
through rehearsals.

♪ Marijuana... ♪

Here's the Ecstasy pill.
These are our slut outfits.

We're going to do the show
as an arena spectacular.

I'm performing there
there there there.

I don't want retarded
children in my show.

I'd like you to meet
your latest cast members.

One of the parents
found human feces

on the classroom floor.

♪ Don't get involved
with drugs... ♪

"Before I root you,
are you over 16?"

There's a terrorist
attacking the school!

Christ, I can't believe
this is happening.

- It's really embarrassing.
- You told me you were anorexic.

Obviously, you were lying.