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Hey, I got a hold of the registered
owner of the SUV, Mr.

Archibald Simpson.

Your story checks out.

Of course it does.

Why can't you just believe me instead of
making us wait in this cop shop all

night? You are free to go.

The car was towed to that lot.

How are we supposed to get there?

Cab, bus.

Perfect.

You'll be billed with the tow.

Could have been worse.

How? You were a little belligerent.
Because we got pulled over for driving

black. That isn't supposed to happen,
Connor.

Let's just get the car back. I'll be
wondering what happened.

We can't tell her about any of this.
Why?

Because I don't want to ruin her day.

She won't understand what we've been
through.

I'm not really good at lying.

Then don't lie. Let's just forget
yesterday even happened.

Morning, Veep.

You're a chipper. I had my date with
Eden last night, and she was awesome.

She loves video games. She laughs at all
the fart jokes in the movies. She's

super sarcastic and way, way pretty.

Well, besides fart jokes and being
pretty, what else do you two have in

What does she want to do with her life?

She wants to work with autistic
children. She loves kids.

Just like you. Yeah, I know.

There she is.

Oh, God.

You actually do own an Anchorman t
-shirt? Yeah, I wore it just for you.

So flattered.

I can't wait for our date this weekend.

Me neither.

Can I walk you to class?

Of course.

Whoa, where's your Harley?

You like it?

Apparently you need to work on my
sarcasm delivery.

I just love Grant's style.

And Grant would be?

Mr. Yates, of course.

He basically said I was like his
favorite student of all time. Really?

Didn't you have to practically bake your
way into his playwriting collective?

Well, clearly you don't understand the
connection between two like -minded

artists. We're on our way to becoming
great friends.

Tris, students and teachers can't be
friends.

That's what I say. Well, I say two
friends with opposite sex can't live in

same house without mucho drama.

Zing! Trust me, Grant and I are on
another level.

I've got to go work on a character bio
for the collective. I don't want to

disappoint.

here? What took you so long?

We had car trouble.

What trouble?

We got stopped.

Stopped? It stopped.

The car stopped. It just stopped.

But we're here now.

Anyway, don't we have to set up the
booth and we're going to win this thing?

Already done.

Prime location.

Oh.

Okay.

I'm Claire.

Eden. You're Drew's vice president,
aren't you? Hand to the king.

That was a Game of Thrones reference, by
the way. Yeah, I know.

Arya's such a little baller, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, she's my favorite character.

So did Drew mention that I was the one
who set up his teen personals profile?

That I was the one who picked you out?

No, but it's pretty cool of you.

I mean, you're obviously a good friend.

I just thought he could use some help in
the girl department.

He has quite the reputation lately.

He isn't everyone, though.

I mean, I don't like to judge people
until I actually get to know them.

I hope everything works out for you two.

He's still pretty hung up on his ex
-fiancée, so... Sorry, his fiancée what?

He was engaged?

The love of his life.

Someone he'll probably never get over.

Hey, do you want to partner up on this
assignment?

You can fill me in on all the details
about Drew.

Absolutely.

Thank you. Feel free to take a look at
our findings.

They're quite interesting.

The booth beside you is giving out info
postcards, capturing static charge.

Do you have info postcards, Alia? Yes,
Dad. Knock yourself out.

I knew you would be on top of things.

Actually, those were my partner's
department.

Dad, you remember Mike Dallas?

Nice to see you, sir.

Yes. The young man who was with my
daughter when she crashed her car after

taking too many upper bills.

Uh, Dallas is the reason I even got this
project off the ground. You know,

injury and all.

I suppose I should be grateful for your
help then.

Come along, darling.

Let's go part of the rest of the
competition before you present.

Excuse me, young man.

Visitors are not permitted to touch the
displays.

I'm a participant.

This booth is assigned to a Miss Ali
Bhandari. And I'm her partner.

Not according to my information sheet.
Then your information sheet is wrong.

Perhaps you could just step away from
the booth until I sort this out.

If you come with me, I'm... No.

N to the O. You can't just come over
here and assume I'm doing something

Please. If you could just step... You
know what? Do what you gotta do,

clipboard. I'm staying put.

If only she knew that her father did
love her.

And that she wasn't abandoned by him.

He only left to keep her safe.

That's all I have right now.

Great start, Zoe.

I like that she's got sass, but is smart
about how she uses it.

I agree. That's definitely the best
part.

I wonder if daddy issues isn't a little
cliche.

Truth. We've seen it a million times.

Take another crack, Zoe.

See if you can find a more unique
approach.

I totally agree with Grant.

Why don't you read next, Tristan? Yes,
since you seem to have so much to say.

Gladly.

Wallace Devereaux is the young, handsome
heir to an airplane manufacturing

fortune. He doesn't wear a Hugo Boss
suit.

He works it.

Just a minute. It gets better. Sounds
like a soap opera character.

I'd agree.

This isn't what I was expecting from
you, Tristan. The writing lacks depth

specificity. And frankly, it's boring.

Who's next?

The judges are on their way. Are we
ready?

Are you okay?

Um, yeah.

Let's do this.

Miss Bendari.

Hi. Good afternoon, judges, and welcome
to Organic Fruit Flies. This is my

partner, Mike Dallas.

See?

Partner? Told you.

We don't seem to have your name on this
project.

How convenient.

Could you start with an overview, Ms.
Bendari? Sure.

In our experiment, we concluded that by
nearly every measure, fertility, stress,

resistance, and longevity...

Flies that fed off organic tomatoes and
bananas fared better than those who

dined off conventionally grown fruit.
But the result can't be directly

extrapolated to humans.

No, but they can provide clues to better
understanding human processes and

disease.

So why fruit flies? Because of their
short lifespan, we can evaluate basic

biological effects over a finite period
of time.

That's impressive.

What's impressive?

My vocabulary?

I happen to know a plethora of large
words.

You know, your tone is a bit rude, young
man. I wonder why that is.

Dallas, what are you doing?

I think we've seen enough here.

No, no, no, but wait.

We haven't shown you our hypothesis or
any of the data.

Perhaps we'll stop by later when your
partner has learned a little respect for

the process.

When I learn a little respect?

You tried to kick me out earlier because
I'm a black man in a place you didn't

think I should be.

Oh, my God.

Let's move on.

But you'll come back later, right?

I cannot believe you spoke to him like
that. I told the truth. He deserved it.

Yeah, but did I deserve it?

You ruined everything, Dallas.

Dallas.

I had reasons to say what I said.

You called the science fair judge a
racist in front of everyone.

Because he is.

It was miscommunication, that's all.

How do you know that?

How can you be sure that that's the
reason?

I can't.

But I know you're still upset about
yesterday.

I'm not upset.

I'm furious.

One idiot does something at the mall and
I get detained like a criminal?

Then I get pulled over by the cops for
no reason other than the fact that I'm a

black guy driving an SUV. You got pulled
over? I was going to tell you, but...

Had you just talked to me, I would have
understood and supported you, but

instead you bottled it up and exploded
at the worst possible moment.

This whole fair, everything we've been
working on for weeks, it's all over.

No, no, it's not. I'm going to figure
something out. No, just don't.

If I'm lucky enough to have the judges
come back, I want to present alone.

Eden bailed on our second date.

She got this... this idea that I wasn't
over Bianca.

From you.

She asked me questions, I answered.

I am over Bianca. I know.

And I don't get you.

First you want me to get a girlfriend,
then you find me a girl.

And then you go out of your way to
sabotage this whole thing that you set

I'm confused, okay?

Ever since Eli did that thing with that
girl, I feel sad all the time.

But I don't when I'm with you.

I think that's called friendship.

Yeah, and then we made out. Sometimes
friends do that. Look, I've made out

people that I don't even really like.

See, I should be upset, but instead I'm
laughing.

I'm Annabella. I set up that profile as
a kind of test.

I know.

You knew.

You picked Eden instead.

Because Annabella has a boyfriend.

If she was single, it would be a
completely different story.

What now?

What? What did you just say? What did I
say? When? You said if Annabella were

single, it would be a different story,
but Annabella isn't your type. It's who?

I like who I like.

It's the balls in Annabella's court now.

What happened?

Mr. Yates happened.

The weirdo English teacher.

Hey, he's not weird.

He's eccentric and awesome.

And I thought he thought I was awesome
too, but apparently I'm just another

student. What would you expect?

That we'd be friends.

That he'd be somebody I could actually
talk to. I don't think a teacher is the

best place to start looking for that.

Maybe you shouldn't put people on a
pedestal all the time.

Eventually, everyone disappoints.

Come to tell me I'm not good enough for
your daughter.

I know.

I wanted to tell you a story, Mr. Dells,
if you will indulge me.

A few years ago, we were traveling
overseas to my cousin's wedding.

I was pulled aside at airport security
and taken to a small room where I was

detained and questioned for hours.

Hours.

We missed our flight and all our
connections.

Didn't arrive in time for the wedding.

Sitting in that room, I felt so wronged
and helpless.

I was the angriest I've ever been in my
whole life.

I wanted to hit someone.

The world is terribly, terribly unfair
sometimes.

I can't turn the blind eye to racism.

I won't.

The question isn't whether to fight.

I'm not dropping out of the collective.

You considered dropping out?

Of course.

You were so mean at lunch, especially
after telling me I was your favorite

student. Tristan. But I'm staying in the
collective because I want to learn to

be a better writer.

That's all. We are not friends. I was
being tough on you because I didn't want

to show you favoritism.

Tristan, are you familiar with the love
story of Eloise and Avalard?

No.

What's it about?

It doesn't matter.

But, unfortunately, it doesn't have a
happy ending.

I will be by in about 30 minutes to see
your presentation, okay?

Excuse me, sir.

May I speak with you for a moment?

I suppose.

I had two bad experiences yesterday, and
I let that anger get the best of me

today.

I should have talked to you privately,
and I shouldn't have yelled.

That's not the man I am.

I mean, I'm trying not to be.

Wow.

Thank you for explaining.

Please don't hold what I did against Ali
Bhandari.

She's the most amazing scientist in this
room by far.

She deserves another shot.

We'll be by in 15 minutes so you can
finish your presentation.

Thank you.

But she'll be presenting alone.

You're waiting for me. I'm supposed to
be meeting... Claire.

She thought we should talk.

Sorry about the ruse.

It's okay.

So what's up?

I shouldn't have bailed on our date.

I completely overthought it.

So, what gives these?

Of course.

Good.

Do you want to go grab an iced
mochaccino latte?

Cappa something something?

It's my treat.

Look, Eden, you're great.

You're into someone else.

Is that Claire?

It's a bit messed up.

You have no idea.

I guess I can appreciate the honesty.

I hope it works out for you and Claire.

It won't.

Thanks.

And finally, the best overall

project of the science fair belongs to
Degrassi students Ali Bandari and Mike

Dallas with organic fruit platters.

We won?

Let's have a look.

Get up there.

Would you like to say a few words?

Sure.

Thank you. This is so encouraging. I
hope to keep working on projects that

help change human lives for the better.

Thanks so much.

This concludes the competitive portion,
but please continue to share your work

with one another for the remainder of
the fair.

You did it.

Couldn't have done it without you,
despite the dramatic conclusion.

Conclusion? Are you talking about the
project or us?

The letters of Abelard and Elwaz.

Sounds like a yawn fest.

Oh, it's not. It's toast romantic.

Um, this guy, let's call him Jim, um,
suggested I read it.

And you're trying to figure out if he
loves you?

Okay, forget we ever had this
conversation.

Don't be such a delicate flower.

In this 12th century romance, a teacher
starts a torrid affair with a student,

but when her family finds out, they
castrate him.

Um, how is this romantic?

Well, because after that, the girl
becomes a nun and the man a monk, and

rest of their lives, they write love
letters to each other.

Oh.

It's pretty twisted.

Okay.

But... Do you think Jim likes me?

Probably. Seriously?

What should I do?

Run as fast as you can.

This dude feels like trouble.

The judge told me you spoke with him.

I hope you're not mad.

How can I be mad?

I got a second chance.

One. And according to you, I'm the most
amazing scientist in this room.

Also the most amazing girl in this room.

Hey, do you want to ride home with me
and my dad?

Yeah. I just have to make a stop first.

At the police station.

You're going to yell at that dumb cop
that pulled you over?

No.

I want to file an official complaint.

I feel like I wasn't treated fairly, and
people need to know.

Sorry.

Big -ass trophy.

But at least now I have a boyfriend to
lug it home for me.

If you're messing with me, then all
right.

Whatever it takes I know I can make it
through

If I hold out, I know I can make it
through.

I know I can make it through.