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["try to remember" by the brothers four on radio]

? ...The kind of September ?

? when life was slow ?

? and oh, so mellow... ?

Adult mark (v.O.): New year, new school, new uniform.

-Well? How is it?

-Purple.

-It's not purple, it's maroon!

The holy heart colours.

I should know. I went there.

-Right, 'cause it's a girls' school.

- Was a girls' school!

Now it's co-ed!

Adult mark (v.O.): The government was forcing

The catholic school board to end the practice

Of separating the boys from the girls in high school.

Rome had fallen!

Mark: "holy heart of mary school for girls."

-Well, I guess they had to use up the old stock.

No one's gonna be able to read that.

-It's sewn onto my chest!

-Don't be so foolish!

When I was your age, teenage boys couldn't wait

To get into a girls' school.

Hm!

Adult mark (v.O.): High school was a chance at reinvention.

A whole new me.

A girl, apparently.

[knocking]

-Hey!

Mark: Yeah, pop?

-Can you come in here a minute?

Adult mark (v.O.): Pop and I no longer shared a room,

So he replaced me...

With a ham radio.

-Here.

Hold that.

-Feel anything? -No.

-Oh, good. It's not that one, then.

Hmm.

-You sure you know how to use this stuff?

-Of course I do!

I've been in contact with greenland,

Iceland, newfoundland!

-We live in newfoundland, pop.

-Yeah, well, it's a big place.

-[radio buzzing] -ah!

Contact!

? when life was so tender... ?

[front door opens and closes]

-Hey, dad.

-[sighs]

I thought you moved into the basement apartment.

-I did.

-Something wrong with your fridge?

-No.

[song continues on radio]

-You must love the independence, do ya?

-Huh?

-Forget it.

Pop: [radio] this is polaris, transmitting shortwave .

Newfoundland, repeat.

This is polaris, calling uniform tango foxtrot...

-Just one night. One night of peace!

Augh!

-Come in, iceland. This is polaris.

-What? You...

Who's... "polaris"?

-I am. That's my handle.

You never use your real name on this.

It's full of nutters.

Adult mark (v.O.): Ham radio was basically twitter

With microphones.

-Will you give it up? Radio's not for amateurs!

-Shh, quiet! I'm getting something here.

-Pop's talking to iceland.

-He's talking to himself! You'll never get a signal.

You're too close to the vocm transmitter.

-What's up with the purple? -Oh, it's maroon!

-Hmm.

Aw, it's the school for girls! Don't you look so pretty?

-Mom, he can read it!

-Quiet, quiet! I'm talking to iceland!

Uh, what's the weather like? Over.

Newfoundland man: [radio] anyone free at the mall?

I got a job at the strand lounge; anyone handy?

Mary: Oh, for god's sake, pop.

Man 2: [radio] this is car 5. I'm at the strand now.

-Pop, that's the cab stand at the mall.

-Alright. Enough of this.

Bed time.

-Dad, do we have any mustard?

-I have mustard. You do not.

-Mark. School tomorrow.

[radio turns back on]

[distant radio voices]

-Why'd you get into all this stuff, pop?

-I don't know, it's...

You know, it's nice to have someone to talk to.

Being here on my own, it's quiet and I'm alone.

-I can hang out.

Mary: Mark! Get to bed!

-Right.

Uh, anyway, hey, high school. Big day.

Hm.

-Well, if you need me, just bang on the wall.

Night, pop.

-Night.

Anyone out there?

?

Is there anyone out there?

Anyone?

Adult mark (v.O.): The world seemed so much bigger back then.

But not as big as it was about to get.

[bus honks]

Mark: What the heck?

Where is everybody?

-Ah, just us st. Bridget's losers.

Nobody else on our route.

We got our own limo.

-We're on the short bus.

-Deadly!

Fox: This is gonna suck.

There are like five feeder schools,

And st. Bridget's is the welfare school.

And I can't believe I gotta wear this stupid skirt.

I look like-

-Amazing.

-Gross!

Bus driver, they're screwin'!

-Hey!

They'll be none of that, young fella!

You move seats!

-What the frig?

-I can stay here all day.

I seen ya.

-Oh yeah, you like watching kids kiss, do ya, perv?

-It's- it's fine! Sorry.

-[car honking] -what? Mark!

Adult mark (v.O.): Well, at least it couldn't get worse.

Right...?

["bust a move" by young mc playing]

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?

?

? this here's a tale for all the fellas ?

? trying to do what those ladies tell us ?

? get shot down 'cause you're overzealous ?

? play hard to get, females get jealous ?

? okay, smarty, go to a party ?

? girls are scantily clad and showin' body ?

? a chick walks by, you wish you could sex her ?

? but you're standing on the wall like you was poindexter ?

? next day's function, high-class luncheon ?

? food is served and you're...?

-Dudes. We're screwed.

Adult mark (v.O.): What's the point of finding yourself

If it all gets erased and you have to start all over again?

[school bell rings]

? so, come on, fatso, and just bust a move! ?

?

-Guys, this place is crazy.

I don't know anybody.

-You know us.

-We need to stay close.

Adult mark (v.O.): Who to join? Jocks?

Pretty girls?

Nerds?

This was life or death.

Trust no one.

-This island's a solid rock.

-We gotta join a gang.

-A gang?

But what one?

-No one's ever busted out of here

And no one ever will.

-Yet.

I may have found a way out of here.

-I'm in.

[ominous music]

-You should have joined the jocks.

I got a present for ya.

Officer butt: Get outta here.

He's gonna kill ya when I goes on break.

Father garcia: Hello, holy heart hooters!

How are ya?

My name is father garcia.

You know me as your parish priest.

But I'm a jesuit priest, and our mission is to teach.

Holy heart is no longer a girls' school,

So I have been asked to be holy heart's first ever

Boy principal!

Man principal!

Adult mark (v.O.): Father garcia as principal?

Total pushover.

This was a cakewalk.

-Nobody expected the sexes to be coming together.

Bad choice of words! Um, you know what?

I'm just gonna introduce your new vice-principal.

Huh?

Like me, she was reassigned to fix this problem.

Opportunity.

Sister rose!

[ominous choral music]

-It can't be.

?

-Hello, children.

Teenage boys and teenage girls...

In the same school.

A churning sea of hormones that threatens to drown us all.

Well, not on my watch, missy!

I know the girls are just as bad as the boys.

It takes two to tango.

And not only will there be no dancing...

I don't even want to hear you hum!

[mic feedback]

[silence]

-Go, hooters! Hoot hoot!

Adult mark (v.O.): It seemed that, like an arrow,

I could only go forward by being pulled backward.

-Christ on a cracker! What are you doing?

-I'm just gettin' a little boost from the radio antenna.

-Are you cracked? You're gonna blow yourself up!

-You know, mary...

You really don't understand, do you?

No, the, um...

Amp-age is grounded in wavelengths

To the, um... Transmitter. Or something.

It's highly technical stuff, yeah?

-Well, I'll tell you what I do understand.

Mike didn't want those tommy-jiggers in the house

In the first place.

And if he finds out that you are friggin' around

With that radio transmitter,

He's liable to shove it up your ancient arse!

-Beautiful.

-[sighs]

-You know... -What?

-You're right.

-What are you gonna do?

-[chuckles]

Ah.

Hide in plain sight.

-I got music next!

I'm stoked! What have you got?

-Theatre art.

One day I wanna be paid to be an actor,

And now I'm being forced to act.

It's like the next best thing!

How about you, fox?

-Academic math?

That sucks!

-You're good at math.

-Yeah, I was good at math.

That was at st. Bridget's. It's different.

[sighs]

I don't belong here.

Yeah, keep walking, dicks!

-Well, well, well! Look at the sooky babies.

Adult mark (v.O.): Fox's older brother.

Bully turned drop-out, turned jailbird.

-What are you doing here?

I thought you were supposed to-

-Not in jail no more.

Got a job now.

Here. I'm a teacher.

-Janitor. -Same thing.

-I never told you 'cause this is more embarrassing than jail.

-Comes with a sweet pad and everything.

Luh.

Look at this!

Sweet, wha?

I gets to live here.

-Like a ninja turtle?

-Or phantom of the opera. Nice.

-Someone's gotta be here at all times.

That red light goes off means these boilers are about to blow.

That happens, I gotta press 9 on that phone.

-It's like a suicide mission.

-Music and theatre are on the second floor.

We gotta jet.

-You really gotta stay in school.

See ya later.

-Later, losers!

Wait, wait...

-What? -Hang out with me for a bit.

-I got math.

-You got all year to fail math, b'y!

The price is right is coming on.

-I used to love watching that when I was home sick.

-Come on.

It gets lonely down here.

-Fine.

Yeah. Yeah.

Adult mark (v.O.): Not everyone has a passion.

But I did.

[upbeat, hopeful music]

?

?

Adult mark (v.O.): My classroom was the biggest theatre

I'd ever seen. 1,100 seats!

Built by the nuns as a fortress to showcase girl choirs

And keep boys out.

-I knew you'd take this class. -Ah!

Adult mark (v.O.): Cara.

Protestant princess and former fling.

We'd been infiltrated.

-Cara!

What are you doing here? You're not catholic.

-We moved down the block.

They wouldn't take me here because I was zoned

For the protestant school.

That's a half-hour bus ride.

And I wasn't about to take a bus!

-Of course.

-So my mom helped me file a human rights complaint.

I was being discriminated against because of my religion.

-So you go here now?

-It's so good to know someone.

-Okay, uh, personal space!

Adult mark (v.O.): My passion was theatre.

Fox's passion was punching.

Man: [coughing]

Good morning, kids!

My name is, uh, mr. Lewis.

Oh, it hurts every step.

Just agony.

-Oh, please, sir, take a seat.

-Why do you think I needed a chair?

-Well, your... Your leg.

I mean, you have trouble walking.

-What else?

-You have a cane?

-What else?

-Your- your back?

I mean, you seem to be in pain.

-Do I?

-[cane falls to floor] -or...

[magical music sting]

-Am I acting?

[applause]

Mr. Lewis: See?

You only get one chance to make a first entrance.

Right? To be interesting.

You gotta make the audience want to know who you are.

Who are you?

-Huh? -Who are you gonna be?

-Well, I, uh- well, I wanted-

-Well, don't tell us, man!

Show us!

Enter!

You know, you could plod...

You could... Skip.

You could jog.

You could creep.

You could glide.

You could stagger.

Show us.

Enter.

Mark: Okay.

[cheeky music]

Mr. Lewis: Ah.

Ha-ha-ha!

Yeah, nice!

[applause]

Mr. Lewis: Nice.

Now I know who you are.

You're an actor.

Adult mark (v.O.): I didn't need to change to fit in.

I didn't need to become a jock or a nerd.

I was...

Me!

For the first time, I knew that I was exactly

Where I was supposed to be.

[door closes]

Pop: Johansson, I do believe it's your move.

Johansson: [radio] king's pawn to queen's bishop 3.

Check.

-Queen's bishop 3...

Damn.

-[radio static] -you're breaking up there.

Hello? You're... Ah.

[silence on radio]

-Frozen prick.

-I took the clothes in, so your wire is naked.

-Oh, who cares? -Hm?

-I feel like a god in here!

I mean, I can hear all over the world!

I mean, iceland, halifax.

I can even get the police scanner.

And look at this, it's a baby monitor.

I switch this on, on a clear night,

I can pick up the cordless phones

From the neighbours across the street.

-Well, then, maybe there is something to this.

-And here.

You can hear all the radio stations across the world.

[chuckles]

[switching radio stations]

Mike sr: [radio] late last night,

A number of scratch tickets were stolen

From a captain quick location.

Details are scanty.

Mike critch, vocm news.

-Of course, a lot of it's crap.

But still. Eh.

Man: [radio] mayday, mayday, this is eli's pride-

[switches station]

-Wait, turn that back! That's a mayday!

-What?

Man: [radio] mayday, mayday, mayday!

This is eli's pride!

Four men on board!

The boat is blue! We are going down!

-Say something!

-Uh, uh... This is polaris in newfoundland.

Uh, what is your position? Over.

Man: 50, 18, 52 west.

-50, 18, 52 north. Got it.

Man: No, 50, 18, 52 west.

West, I said. West!

-No, I think you're wrong there. I wrote it down.

It was fift-

-Oh, for the love of god!

-Well, tell mike.

He'll know who to call.

My daughter-in-law has gone to tell my son.

He, uh, he works at the radio.

Not this radio.

I mean, the real one, you know?

Man: Is there anyone else out there?

Mayday, mayday! My battery is dying! Mayday!

This is eli's pride- mayday!

[radio breaks up]

-Oh, geez.

-Mike is gonna call the coast guard.

He said that there is a boat missing from st. Mary's.

-Oh.

-Yeah.

Adult mark (v.O.): Sometimes the worst thing you can hear

Is nothing at all.

[school bell rings]

[indistinct chatter]

-Woo!

Adult mark (v.O.): Even now I can't find the words

To describe that feeling.

Someone finally got me.

I got me.

I felt...

Guilty.

-You're on the bus early.

-Pipped off.

-When?

-First period after assembly.

-You just left school?

-Well, technically I was in the basement,

But... Yeah.

-You didn't even give it a chance.

-I didn't need to.

I knew it sucked.

Everybody in there thinks that they're better than us.

It's stupid.

-Yeah. It's stupid.

Adult mark (v.O.): You can still grow apart,

No matter how closely your roots are tangled.

-Pop?

You up?

-Polaris reading you loud and clear.

Over.

-I'm glad they found that boat.

You're a hero.

-Oh, I, uh...

Pfft...

Hm. Eh...

I mean...

Coast guard had it covered.

But it was nice...

To feel useful.

How about you? How was your big day?

-Ah.

Amazing.

Really great.

Awesome.

-Hm.

Good.

You know, maybe it's because of this wall,

But it doesn't sound awesome.

-I feel bad.

I love school.

And ritche does too.

We have passions. But fox really hates it.

And I can't feel good when I feel bad.

-Life's short.

Don't waste it living someone else's life.

Just live your own.

Not everybody has a passion.

-Even if it's a crazy one?

Mr. Lewis is the first teacher I've had

Who takes being funny seriously.

-Hm.

Ah, take a risk! Why the hell not?

It's like that boat that was sinking.

You know, a ship is always safe when it's tied up at the dock.

But that's not what it's made for.

-Night, pop.

-Night.

Ah.

Adult mark (v.O.): Not everyone has a passion in life .

If you do, you should chase it down

Like it's the last bus of the night.

-Come in, iceland.

This is polaris. Over.

Johansson: [radio] ah, my canadian friend!

Are you finally going to make a move?

-Bishop to d7.

Checkmate, ya viking fish stick.

Over.

[chuckles]

Adult mark (v.O.): Like a ship on the ocean,

If you don't get lost, you'll never be found.

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