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Five minutes and counting.
Can you believe that in exactly four minutes and 40 seconds
our five children will leave the house
and go to school for seven whole hours?
Did you call the church secretary?
Yes, and told her I'm taking the day off
and there'd be no calling or faxing or beeping.
And no last-minute emergencies?
Absolutely no last-minute emergencies,
because today is dedicated
to my wife for life.
Can you believe it?
Ruthie at school for the whole day.
That means we have the whole day.
Not to mention the whole house.
To ourselves.
How're we doing on time?
Three minutes and 30 seconds.
Eh, it's close enough. Let's call 'em down.
Yeah, they should be early, anyway.
I mean, first day, it's important.
Makes an impression.
Yeah, it sets the tone for the whole year.
What's wrong, sweetheart?
Aside from the fact that I didn't sleep a wink last night
and that my stomach hurts so bad
I think I'm gonna throw up, nothing.
It's just the first-day jitters.
Jitters?
I'm having a complete nervous breakdown,
and you're calling it jitters?
Did you know that it isn't actually physically possible
for nerves to break down?
Oh, that's helpful.
Okay, um,
let's try this.
What frightens you the most about starting high school?
What do you mean, what frightens me the most?
Opening my locker.
But I gave you my lucky lock,
which got me through high school and...
College and seminary.
So maybe the luck ran out.
It's, like, ancient.
I offered to get you a new one.
Why didn't you insist?
When you say "ancient"...
Ooh! What if I run into Jimmy Moon and Ashley?
Why do I have to be tortured?
Why can't I just transfer to another school?
Because then you'd be tortured by kids in a different zip code,
and we can't have that, now, can we?
Scared?
Just of the snakes.
Snakes?
The ones in the toilets.
The janitors put them there to clean out the pipes,
but then they escape
and live in the basement and multiply
until there's bazillions of them.
Did Simon tell you that?
Look, it's not true.
And don't let Simon or any of the other kids
or even the teacher try
to say anything to make you scared.
Would you rather have the other kids
thinking you're a scaredy cat, or cool as a cucumber?
Cool as a cucumber?
That's right.
Go brush your cool teeth.
So, uh, how you doing?
I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?
I don't know.
I just thought it might be kind of tough
not being on the team this year.
No big deal. I'll be back.
Hey.
I'm fine, okay?
Look, if you don't feel like showing
that new kid, Marcus, around, I can do it.
Dad asked me to do it.
It's not like I have a choice.
How you doing, kid?
Get out of my face.
You'll be okay.
Oh, leftover chicken. Perfect.
Protein.
So, Simon, looking forward
to your first day of junior high?
Definitely.
You are so naive.
Wait till you get a look at those eighth graders.
You're the low man on the totem pole
now, pal, just like me.
Yes, but unlike you, I have a master plan.
And that would be?
Nigel and I.
We're using the buddy system.
You know... it's kind of like
when you go swimming.
You take a pal you'd like
to take down with you when you're drowning.
I-I might point out
that the pal is there to save
you, not to go down with you.
No, he's right. It's school. We're all going down.
Life's hell.
Heck, heck. Life's heck.
Uh...
isn't that my jacket?
Dad, it's mine.
But if you want to borrow it again,
I can go upstairs and, uh...
No, no. It's okay.
I, I had it yesterday.
I-I just thought...
But it's yours.
Oh, well, time to get going.
Don't look too upset.
Now, get out there and make us proud.
Love you.
Love you. Love you.
Oh...
Are you sure you don't want Mommy to take you?
I'm a big girl. I can handle it.
♪ 7th Heaven ♪
♪ When I see their happy faces ♪
♪ Smiling back at me ♪
♪ 7th Heaven ♪
♪ I know there's no greater feeling ♪
♪ Than the love of family ♪
♪ Where can you go ♪
♪ When the world don't treat you right? ♪
♪ The answer is home ♪
♪ That's the one place that you'll find ♪
♪ 7th Heaven ♪
♪ Mmm, 7th Heaven ♪
♪ 7th Heaven. ♪
I'm just gonna grab a quick bath.
Oh.
Actually, I'm going to take a long bath.
Oh.
A long, luxurious bath, totally undisturbed.
Ah.
Bye.
I'll be back.
And, uh, I'll be right here,
listening to the silent sounds of September.
Happy first day of school.
Happy first day of school.
I hope the kids are okay.
Oh, I'm sure they're fine.
Oh, yeah, I got better things than you.
I got money.
How are we doing here, Ruth?
My name is Ruthie, Ruthie Camden.
Well, why don't we call you by your proper name: Ruth?
Ruthie is my proper name.
It's the name my mommy and daddy gave me.
And this is the hat they gave me.
Do you think
your mommy and daddy know the rules
we have about hats?
In particular, rule number seven,
which says that no gang clothing
or insignia of any kind
may be worn or displayed on school premises.
My mommy and daddy know everything.
I'm sure they do.
But rule number seven means no hats worn backwards.
We have that rule
because gang members wear their hats backwards.
But this isn't a gang hat.
It's just a regular hat for regular people like me.
Put that away, please, hmm?
Unless you'd like me to take it.
Well, I saw a cuter one.
So? It doesn't matter. I don't really care.
She thinks I'm a gang member.
Ruth?
Where were you? Where's your schedule?
I guess we got different homerooms.
We don't have one class together.
Well, we have lunch at the same time.
Move!
Look, you just gotta keep in mind
that in junior high, the jerks are bigger,
but they're still just jerks.
Did you just call me a jerk?
Well,
I said the word jerk,
but I was talking about a...
well, a jerk, but...
You don't know him,
'cause you're not a jerk,
so I couldn't have been talking about you, right?
Look, if you get to lunch first,
you save me a seat,
and if I get there first, I'll save you a seat.
Right. If we both survive till lunch.
Having trouble with that?
Hey.
Hey.
What a curious coincidence
that my new girlfriend has the locker
right next to my old.
See you around, Luce.
Like what, ten times a day? Come on.
Yeah, see ya.
Are you feeling okay?
O-of course. Why?
You look like you're gonna barf.
Ah, I assure you I'm not gonna barf.
Must be a drag being at the peak
of your basketball season
and have an accident like that.
Your dad told my mom
you're a high-season scorer, right?
Yep.
Hey, Luce, how's it going?
You think that having Dad as a minister,
God wouldn't hate me so much.
You know, of course, you being sidelined
does give us a little quality time
to get to know each other.
Hey, uh, what's up with Lucy?
God hates her.
Still? I mean, you'd think after 13 years
he'd move on to someone else.
Who is that?
My brother.
That's a relief.
I thought it might have been some kind of boyfriend.
You know, past, present...
future.
I have a boyfriend.
He goes to another school.
Yeah, but those two-school relationships
never work.
Trust me. BTDT.
"Been there, done that."
Uh-huh.
Look, I'm just trying to give you the benefit
of my experience here.
A guy like me could rock your world.
Some other time.
This is my class.
Hey, mine, too.
Let the rockin' begin.
Lost?
Or merely confused?
Um, is this, um,
Miss Peabody's English Lit class?
Mm-hmm.
Mrs. Peabody has decided to take an early retirement.
How come?
Well,
for your information, Mrs. Peabody met someone while
playing bridge on the deck of an Alaskan cruise ship.
She was married in August, and she's
not coming back, so take a seat.
You know, I-I-I'd just like for y'all to just take a look
to the person at your right.
Go ahead.
Now the
person to your left.
Hey, dude. What's up?
Take a good
look, because one of those two people
will not be sitting next to you
wearing a cap and gown come June.
This class isn't going to be a cakewalk for anyone,
I can assure you.
That's the bad news.
The good news is you've been forewarned.
I am really looking forward to seeing
just exactly which one of you is going to step up to the plate
throughout the course of the year.
Open your books to page seven.
The essays of Francis Bacon.
A problem, gentlemen?
Uh... No.
No, sir.
Whoa.
We hope you enjoyed today's film.
Join us again tomorrow...
Boy, you must have been really tired.
Yeah, well, it was an exhausting summer.
Maybe you'd be more comfortable upstairs.
Tasty for kids. Lunchtime Snack Time, or any...
Mm.
Hmm.
He... It's all right.
Hello.
It's Sergeant Michaelson.
And whatever it is, I'm going with you.
We're spending the day together.
Okay.
Yeah.
Hey, Reverend.
I got a little situation here I could use your help with.
Looks like we may have a jumper.
Hey, Luce, guess who's
threatening to jump off the roof of an apartment building.
Me?
I don't know, and I don't care.
Hey, I'm just looking out for you,
'cause you're Matt's sister,
and I thought it would be cool if you,
a freshman, were the first to be in
on something only the seniors know.
Who's threatening to jump off a building?
A kid in your class, Peter McKinley,
is on the roof of his apartment building,
and the cops are swarming the place.
That's terrible.
I know.
But you're one of the first to hear about it.
Still can't open your lock?
No, I got it.
It's just that I got a lot of books.
Um, you know Peter McKinley?
Yeah.
Yeah, we heard he's threatening
to jump off a building.
Hmm.
Yeah, he's pretty cool.
Hey, Luce, do you know this guy,
uh, Peter something?
McKinley. He was in my math class.
He goes to our church.
Some guy told me he's on the roof of his building.
Do you think I live in a cave or something?
I know, okay. I know.
So, uh, you a Lakers fan?
I don't watch much basketball.
I'd rather be playing.
Yeah, but, you know, since you're not gonna be playing,
I thought maybe we could catch some games together.
You know, Shaq had knee problems.
Did the whole rehab thing.
Came back better than ever.
Till he blew out his ankle,
probably because of a weak knee.
Thanks, that's, uh, really encouraging.
Oh, Mary doesn't seem like she's having a good time.
Who is?
What's with
all the books? Dad's lucky lock.
That's what.
I can't get my locker open.
Do you want me to try?
No thanks.
Planning to be late
for all of your classes today, Mr. Camden.
Uh, no, sir.
I mean, I asked him
to take the garbage out, for crying out loud,
and then the neighbor says he's on the roof.
I knew he was annoyed with me, but I'm a single mom.
It comes with the territory.
I'm used to it.
You can't be a mother
and a father to a kid
without him getting upset sometimes.
I just, um...
I had no idea he was this upset.
You sure you have no idea what set him off?
We argued about the usual... um,
jeans, sneakers, hair, lunch.
That's it. Nothing out of the ordinary.
It must be tough raising him all on your own.
Well, actually, um, up until now,
I thought I had him under control.
Oh, no.
Guess what?
There's a ninth grader on top
of a 30-story building.
And he was gonna jump, but the police came,
and the fire department, and they got dogs.
And they're surrounding the whole building.
I heard it was just good old Sergeant Michaels.
Possibly. Want to go check it out at lunch?
We can't. Who's gonna drive us?
Oh, yeah. Too bad.
It's really gonna be good.
Might have even gotten on the news.
If we'd gotten on the news, don't you think
our parents would know we were there?
So this day could have gotten worse.
See ya.
Let's form a circle, and I'll read you a story.
Ruth Camden,
are you going to insist
on wearing that cap backwards
and looking like a gang member?
'Cause I would hate for you to get a time-out
on your very first day of school.
I'm sorry. I forgot.
That's more like it.
All right. Any questions before we begin?
Questions
about what?
About anything.
I have a question.
Yes, Ruth.
Is anyone in here in a gang?
No.
I know Ruthie really good, and she's not in a gang.
I swear. Everyone wears their hat
backwards like that.
Whether or not
Ruth is in a gang,
the rules are the same for everyone.
Now,
perhaps we can get on with our story, hmm?
Yeah.
Unless there are any more questions.
Yes, Ricky. I missed the bus
this morning because it came earlier
than they said it was going to.
And while I was waiting
for my mom to get done yelling at the school people
on the phone so she could
take me, I saw this boy on the roof,
and he was saying he was gonna jump off.
Were the police there?
Because we all know
police officers are our friends.
Mm-hmm.
And they come to help us
when we're in trouble.
Did the police call the boy's mother?
Yeah, but she wasn't working out so good,
so I think the cop was calling a superhero to help him.
A superhero?
Like Batman.
Or Batgirl.
Batgirl could probably get him down.
Yeah, Batgirl could definitely do it.
Just got stuck up there or something.
I'm going up.
I don't think that's such a good idea.
And since when have you become an expert on my son?
I know it's hard,
but try to wait it out a little longer, June.
He has had all morning.
And if he were gonna do something drastic,
he would have done it by now.
Eh, still, when anyone
makes the kind of threat Peter's making,
we have to take that threat seriously.
This is Peter we're talking about.
You actually think
he's the type to jump off a building?
Uh, there isn't really a type
of person who has these kinds of problems.
It-It could just be your average kid, or adult,
for that matter, who gets a little
confused and convinces himself
that this is the only way out.
Peter is not confused.
He is just trying to make a point.
And now it is my turn to make a point.
So, if you don't want to go up there, then I will.
Peter!
This is your mother talking.
I have had just about enough of this, young man.
I want you to come down
here right now!
Don't let my mom come up here, Reverend.
I mean it! Don't let her come up here.
Come on, June, let's take a walk.
Okay, now is your chance.
Why don't you give it another shot?
Hey, Peter?
Hey, come on.
Let's talk about this man to man.
Just the two of us. What do you say?
Just leave me alone!
I'd like to try to get closer to him.
There's a fire escape on the back side of the building.
And the inside stairs lead up to the roof.
I checked it out earlier.
Yeah, but I don't think we want to make
any unannounced visits.
Not yet, anyway.
Peter!
I'm gonna come up there, so-so we don't have to
shout where everybody can hear us.
I won't come near you, I promise.
No!
Stay away.
If you come up here, she'll come up here.
Believe me. Okay.
I believe you.
I'd really like to talk to you, but
I'll wait till you're ready.
You're doing great.
Just have patience.
Wait it out.
"and they lived happily ever after."
The end.
Which means it's time for recess.
Okay, Ruth,
that's it.
Time out.
Oops. I forgot.
Well, maybe a little time-out will help you remember.
Go.
Can I have a time out, too?
All right.
Time out for you, too.
Thank you.
Hey, thanks for saving me a spot.
Well, it's not like kids are just dying
to sit with us.
Too bad we're missing that guy
who's jumping off that building.
Yeah, I guess.
Hey, want to go check it out after lunch?
Everyone else is going.
No. I don't really need to see a jump.
I've had a bad enough day already.
What are you two squirts doing
at my table?
I... we...
we didn't notice that this was your table.
We were just eating...
or we were going to eat.
Eat what?
Chicken.
You want half?
Sure.
Drop the knife, son.
Come with me.
What was that?
Concealed weapon.
Bummer.
See, there's this one operation
where they drill a hole through your knee
and then suck all the fluid out with a needle.
Excuse me.
Luce?
What are you doing?
Hiding.
From who?
It's whom?
Ashley. She has the locker right next to me.
I'm gonna have to look at her and Jimmy Moon all year.
That's why you're carrying all your books around?
You're avoiding your locker?
No. I can't get my locker to open.
Every class I get a new book,
so by the end of the day,
my books are gonna weigh more than I do,
and my arms are killing me.
Well, you can put your books in my locker.
And I got some aspirin. Come on.
Hey, Mary.
Hi, Mary.
Hi.
How's your knee?
It hurts a little.
Not as much as not being able to play.
So,
you ladies done putting on your faces?
What?
The lipstick,
blush, the makeup thing.
Putting on our faces?
Who talks like that?
Do you know what year it is?
Yeah, that sounds like something
Mrs. Cleaver would say.
Yeah, well, uh, I like a little makeup on my women.
You know, I think you know your way around here
well enough to go find one on your own.
Freak.
Welcome back, ladies.
Is this a good time to discuss
the school's drug policy?
It's only aspirin.
You know the rules, Mary.
I don't. I'm new. I don't know the rules.
Well, the nice thing
about them is they are not difficult at all to remember.
No drugs,
illegal or legal, prescription
or non-prescription.
And I think this is the point in the conversation
where you both follow me down to my office.
Let's go. Now.
I think I'm gonna puke.
Let's hope Mrs. Peabody's marriage doesn't work out.
'Cause if she doesn't come back,
we're not gonna graduate.
Yeah, what are you worried about?
Koper hates me the most.
He hates us both.
Maybe that's why that kid's jumping off that building.
Maybe he heard he's got Koper
for ninth grade English.
And where'd they get this guy, anyway?
I mean, don't they have enough teachers torturing us
they had to call in some prison warden?
You know, I could have sworn
that the school handbook listed beepers as drug paraphernalia,
which can get you suspended, if you're lucky,
arrested if you're not.
Let's go.
Oh, come on. I'll make you a cup of coffee.
Oh, thanks.
You know, Peter's father was totally irresponsible.
Took off the minute I got pregnant.
I haven't heard from him since.
That must have been hard for you, June.
Well, it was in the beginning,
but I made it work.
Least I thought I had, until now.
You know, I just, I can't believe
he would do something like this. I...
Well, maybe it has nothing to do with you.
Maybe he just can't face going back to school.
It's not like it was when we were there.
There's a lot of pressure.
Yeah, but he does well at school.
He makes good grades.
Why wouldn't he want to go back?
I mean, all summer,
all I've heard is that finally
this year he's gonna be in high school.
Does he have a lot of friends?
Well, he's kind of a loner, but he always has been.
There's nothing wrong with that.
Well, my daughter Mary was a bit of a loner,
until she got involved in sports.
Does Peter play any sports?
He begged me to let him go out for soccer,
but I was worried either he'd get hurt
or it would affect his grades.
Okay, you know what?
Um, I've had enough.
Uh, I'm gonna go up on the roof.
This has gone on long enough.
June, please.
Sergeant Michael says that these things take time.
And Eric is very good with kids.
I tried really hard to teach Peter
how to be responsible.
And up until now,
he's pretty much done as I said.
So, I resent it when people in authority
try to tell me what to do with my own child.
She's going up. I couldn't stop her.
Where's my mom?!
Where's my mom, Reverend Camden?!
Just stay cool, Peter.
Okay, okay, son, now.
Let's just pull ourselves together
and get to school.
I told you not to come up here.
I am the mother, you're the child.
It's not appropriate for you to tell me what to do.
Now, let's, let's just get going.
We can talk about this
when I get back from work.
What's the point?
You never listen to me.
I told you
I can't wear these pants to school.
This is all about these pants?
Those pants are fine!
No, they're not fine.
It's not just the pants, it's the last 13 years.
What?
I... I wasn't gonna jump.
I just wanted to be heard.
Nobody understands.
Nobody understands what it's like at school.
I don't want to go.
Please, don't make me go.
What are we doing?
Trying to get Ruthie's hat out.
What?
I had to go to the bathroom.
Me, too.
Only I was afraid of the snakes.
Me, too.
What snakes?
The ones my brother said the janitors put in the toilets.
And then they multiply in the basement
until there's bazillions of them.
And while we were looking for them,
my hat fell in the toilet.
And we've been trying
to get it out.
Any luck?
That was a cute hat.
Mm.
Well, maybe I can help.
Okay, Ruth, now,
do you promise
never to wear that hat to school again?
Yes,
ma'am, but can you try to call me Ruthie,
please, Mrs. Rainy?
I'll try.
Now, you hold this,
and I'll go look for a plastic bag, okay?
You're never gonna wear that hat again.
No. It was in the toilet.
I'll give it to Simon.
You know, threatening to jump off a building
is not the way to solve your problems.
I want you to promise me
you're never gonna do this again.
Again? I was never gonna jump.
It looked like you were gonna jump.
I just came up here to ditch.
Would you go to school looking like I do?
I'm not quite following you.
Take a look, man.
Are you blind?
These are Hunky Boy Jeans.
I asked for baggy pants,
and the woman tries to send me to school in Hunky Boys.
Uh-huh.
I'd rather be dead
than be the guy that has to wear these pants
all through high school.
Well, I-I... I understand, yeah.
Um, would-would you mind if-if I come out and talk?
Yeah. Okay.
I'm sorry.
Uh, I heard what you said,
and-and I don't understand.
What's wrong with the guy you are?
You're such a bright boy.
That's part of the problem.
If I were stupid, I wouldn't know I was a geek.
Oh, you are not a geek.
How would you know?
You don't know what school is like.
You don't know what the other kids are like.
I'm a geek, and you made me that way.
I'm such a geek, I let you.
Okay.
Okay, now,
tell the truth.
Is Peter a geek?
Tell her.
Listen, you know, it's really a matter of perspective.
The things that parents value, like
good grades or responsibility or
courtesy, aren't necessarily the first things
that a peer group looks at.
Well, you can't let
what the other kids say get to you.
What kind of world
are you living in?
Of course it gets to me.
I'm with these people eight hours a day.
Yeah, see, that's kind of why they call them peers.
So, what happens when these same peers,
um, want you to drink or do drugs?
Are you gonna listen to them then?
Don't you know me better than that?
No, I'm sorry to say, I don't.
Because until today, I never had my kid
on a roof, threatening to jump off.
How many times do I have to say it?
I was not going to jump.
You're still not listening.
I-I'm sorry.
I listen when you tell me something
that's important to you.
I just wish
you'd try to listen when I tell you something
that's important to me.
That sounds fair.
Okay, Peter,
I'm listening.
I'm really listening.
Hey, how's it going,
little man?
Got suspended for a day.
Oh.
One day pass for the chicken blade?
Seems reasonable.
What is so reasonable?
When they finally get through to my mom and dad,
I'll probably never see chicken again.
Who put that knife
in your lunch box anyway?
Mom.
It was my mom?
Now, that's
a weapon.
Use it.
Man, I'm kind of afraid to have Buck as a friend.
Really? I'm kind of afraid not to.
How come the principal couldn't get a hold of your dad?
I don't know. They've beeped him at least 50 times.
You know I'm not selling drugs.
It's my dad's beeper.
Matt, I believe you, but I have to apply
the rules to the kids I trust the same way
I apply them to the kids
that I don't trust.
Even when it makes me look like a jerk.
For the record, I trust you.
Come on, please.
It's the first day of school.
You wouldn't happen
to be Mary Camden, would you?
Yeah. I-I mean, yes, sir.
Yeah, I'm Mr. Koper,
the new assistant basketball coach, and, uh,
when Coach Mayfield leaves next year, I'll be
taking over for him as coach.
I didn't know Coach Mayfield was leaving.
But then I wouldn't, since I'm off the team.
Well, if
it's any consolation to you, I'm sure they're hurting
as badly without you as you must be without them.
Uh, how's the rehabilitation coming along?
Slow.
Well, what do you say we fix that?
Look, if we work out every single day
after school, we should have you back by mid-season,
if you're willing to work on it.
Good. You've met.
Coach Koper trained the women's Olympic basketball team.
We're very lucky to have him.
Why didn't you go with the WNBA?
Because I love teaching.
Speaking of which,
I would like a little assignment
from you for tomorrow.
Oh, say three pages based on the essays
that we talked about in class.
Well, um, I'm not gonna be around tomorrow. I'm suspended.
Yeah, I-I knew you would be.
So, you should have plenty of time to write, right?
Problem?
No, sir.
Good. You know, for a guy who is as talented a writer
as you are, a little assignment like this
shouldn't be a problem.
Mrs. Peabody left me your file,
and, uh, well,
you do possess a little bit of talent.
I just wanted to see
what would happen if you actually
applied a little self-discipline.
How are you feeling, Lucy?
So...
what about us?
I'll tell you what.
I'm gonna give the three of you the family rate.
One day suspension each.
I'll see you Wednesday.
Oh, Lucy,
I almost forgot.
Two...
two... two.
Voilà.
I get the concept.
My lock just doesn't work.
Well, when you're ready,
we can have the janitor cut off the old lock,
and you can use this one.
You know that girl Ashley something
who has that locker next to you?
Well, apparently,
someone dropped a plate of spaghetti
in the lunchroom, and she slipped
and slid right across the floor.
And from what
I'm told, she
mooned the entire chess club with her Pocahontas underwear.
Welcome to high school, Luce.
You'll have better days, I promise.
You all will.
Sorry we had to spend our day together this way.
Oh, it's okay.
Do you think Peter's gonna be okay?
Yeah, I think they both are.
And they're gonna come see me once a week so I can make sure.
I'm also gonna suggest they rent a one-story house.
You know, we are so lucky with our kids.
I don't know if it's just luck.
We do a pretty good job raising them.
Hey, Reverend.
Hey, Sarge. Your kids' schools
have been trying to reach you.
I guess your beeper's off.
I don't even have my beeper.
Which school? Which kid?
All three schools, all five kids.
And what did you say
to Ms. Russell?
I told her I'm not dealing drugs,
and Dad left his beeper in my jacket.
Didn't matter.
I won't let it happen again.
So, you're not gonna wear my jacket anymore.
No, I'll just be more careful in the future.
I love that jacket.
You know, I told Ms. Russell
that you gave me aspirin,
and I gave it to Lucy.
I know. No more aspirin.
Not that I would have
needed it if Dad's lucky lock had worked.
Which, as I
think I've already mentioned many, many times,
I'm very, very sorry about.
But I don't mind saying it again, because
I did a terrible thing.
It's okay. I'm over it.
Kind of.
Yeah, and I'm kind of over the fact
that my lucky ancient lock was sawed in half.
How'd it go with Marcus?
First of all, his real name isn't Marcus, it's Mark.
He just uses Marcus
to be cool.
And secondly, he's not cool.
He kept needling me about not being on the team.
And-And this new guy that Matt hates... What's his name?
Mr. Koper.
He's gonna help you out, right?
Yeah, and I'm kind of excited about it.
I'd really like to see you back on the team.
Me, too.
You know, I didn't think of it
at the time, but I think I should have told them
that Mom put the knife in my lunch box.
Actually, I explained that to them.
And still I'm suspended?
Well, we tried,
but evidently,
a concealed weapons charge is pretty serious.
And, uh, Ruthie,
what did you learn from your little experience?
Not that much, but
I still think that sometimes a hat is just a hat.
You think
Mrs. Rainy would agree with that?
No, which is why I can't wear the hat
to school anymore.
I'll take it.
So, did anything else
happen today that we should know about?
Well, I heard Peter McKinley tried to jump off a building
because he didn't want to go to school.
That wasn't it at all.
How do you know? ANNIE: Because
we were there.
Well, what happened?
Well, we probably shouldn't just blab this
all around, but,
uh, it'll be all over school tomorrow, anyway.
Peter was leaving for school this morning,
and he saw a burglary in progress.
Somebody was trying to break into one
of the neighbor's apartments,
so he chased the burglar up onto the roof
and held him at bay until a SWAT team arrived.
His-his mom was
yelling at him, like, the whole time, to come down.
Oh, yeah. He wouldn't.
He stuck it out till the... till the very end.
He's a brave guy,
that Peter.
Very brave.
Wow.
Cool.
Way cool. ERIC: Yeah.
Well,
I think it's time that everybody go
upstairs and study.
Yes.
That was a very lame story.
Yeah, but spread it around, will ya?
Yeah.
So... 9:00 o'clock,
and they're suspended for one day.
36 hours and counting.
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