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clear something up for me.

This whole machismo code-of-honor thing.

I mean, come on...

...is pride really worth dying for?

Put your clothes on.

Okay, okay. No harm done.

Come on, come on, come on.

Don't cry.

I just wanted to thank you.

You don't have to thank me.

I'm your teacher.

Maybe we'd better meet in the library

from now on, okay?

Hey, homey, what's up with that?

Dog!

You invading my privacy, b*tch!

Cesar, come up here.

Sh*t!

I hope you ain't sending this sh*t

to Most Wanted.

Let me fix my sh*t so I look good.

Since you were so concerned about

my watch, you might like to know...

...I found it.

You broke into my locker, Mr. G.

It's a serious felony.

Caught yourself a case for sure now.

Really?

And what do you propose to do?

Tell Garcia?

And what are you gonna tell him?

That I broke into your locker and

stole the watch that you denied taking?

I don't think so.

What do you say we call this even?

I say we just getting started, Mr. G.

Maybe I'll have someone

from the office call your mother.

I thought you knew.

Us poor Mexicans, we don't got phones.

I'll try.

I ain't getting that door.

You hear me?

What the hell you doing here?

I didn't say you could

come to my house.

Look, Cesar.

I came here to see

if we could squash all this.

You ain't got no motherfucking right!

Get the hell out of here!

Why don't we just start over?

Puto, you lied to my homeboy Benny.

You told him you speak no Spanish.

- No, I didn't.

- That's f***ing bullshit, ese!

You like hitting on your mother, Cesar?

You must be proud of yourself.

- What's he talking about?

- He's lying.

F***ing mentiroso!

Homeboy don't never lie

to his jefita! Never disrespects!

Whatever you say.

Do whatever I say!

I'll find where you live!

The party's getting started, homes!

Get your f***ing ass out of here!

Look at this. Look at this sh*t.

Man!

Whoever did this is gonna pay.

You better believe it, eses.

Get out of here!

Get these kids out of here!

Barsek?

Don't touch anything!

Look at the rat, man.

What? "Look at the rat, man. "

You think that's funny?

Did you do that?

Did you do that to that rat?

Let him go!

He didn't do anything! He's a good kid!

You act like this is your place!

Maybe you should take care

of your place!

Now get out of here!

Get the hell out of here, you a**holes!

That's him now.

Come on, Bogart.

That sh*t is bad, bro.

Put that sh*t out, man.

Here comes Garfield.

You smoking the chronic, Cesar?

No, man. I ain't hooked on chronic.

I'm hooked on phonics.

You wouldn't know who vandalized

Bungalow 86, would you?

Bungalow 86?

You guys know about Bungalow 86?

Sorry, maestro.

Nada.

You know...

...Garcia may not be able

to prove anything...

...but you and I both know

who's responsible, don't we?

I'm serious, man. I don't know

what the f*** you're talking about.

The ring, Cesar.

Give it to me.

You better watch it, man.

That's my trigger finger.

It's inappropriate attire!

Are you finished?

What? Am I finished?

Is that what you said?

Don't try to get crazy on me.

You wanna bring it on, let's go!

What you gonna do?

Get the f*** out of here!

F***ing b*tch!

These conferences mainly focus

on software now.

Yeah, well, software sells.

How's Jack?

Jack's good.

And how's Trevor?

Has Trevor been behaving himself?

What's that supposed to mean?

- Is that supposed to mean something?

- It doesn't mean anything.

I'm talking to the lady! All right?

Sorry, all right?

Forgive me?

- Should I grab this?

- Later.

Do you wanna see Jack?

Jack, your mommy's home!

Come here, Jack!

Come on, sweetheart.

Here, boy!

It's weird. Usually

he just comes when I call.

He's right back here.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Jack!

Don't look! Don't!

Let me get to him!

Don't look!

Oh, my God!

Don't beat yourself up too much.

Whatever it was,

he jumped over the fence.

What can you do?

Aspirin?

Thanks.

You know, Trevor,

I don't think that I can...

...talk to you right now.

I'm so upset that I can't even drive.

I just think it would

just be best if you just...

If I was just alone.

I'm sorry, Ellen.

Paco, is that you?

Stupid gato.

Stupid Indians.

They got some good sh*t!

Where's the aspirin?

Come on, you can do better than that.

I put it on my mother, detective.

So your teacher drugged you,

then chopped off your finger?

Yeah, it had to be him.

He smoked the mota for you too?

F***ing n*gger hates my guts!

All right?

Who you covering for, homes?

This circumstantial bullshit

ain't gonna hold up in court.

Too many priors:

Juvenile GTA, vandalism.

I know it was him! Listen to me, man!

- You saw his face?

- Yeah, I saw his face!

Let me save you from perjuring yourself.

You're full of sh*t.

I swear to God, I know it was him.

This guy's wasting our time.

You come up with the truth,

you give us a call.

Later, homes.

File it under B, man.

"Bullshit. "

All right.

Name one of the four parts...

...that make up the human hand.

Hands, please.

Christian?

Metacarpals?

That's good. Anyone else? Rita.

The wrist and thumb.

Very good!

Come on, there's one more

very important part.

One more!

Phalanges! Phalanges!

Everybody wiggle your phalanges.

Please!

Everybody wiggle them.

You too, "G's" in the back. Phalanges!

Can I come in?

Hi!

What happened to you the other night?

I was gonna ask you the same question.

I went for a run.

You wanna go for Chinese later?

There's a new place.

I hear it's good.

You know, I just...

I've got all this stuff

I have to put into the computer.

Maybe some other time.

Sure.

I probably need to grade some papers.

Some of those kids are starting

to care about a grade.

Even Cesar.

Today, for the first time since I took

over for Eskander, he did some work.

You all right?

I'm much better. Thanks.

Finished.

Mr. G.? Finished.

It's broken.

It doesn't work.

I need three copies of this article!

You know, since your essay

deals with gangs...

...you probably could've left in

some of those double negatives you like.

So now you want me to use bad grammar?

Only when it suits your topic.

I know. We're all

products of our environment.

I think everybody's responsible

for their own actions.

Now, see, this is like hip-hop.

If you take out all the bad grammar

it loses its impact.

You like hip-hop, Mr. G?

No, I hate it.

What kind of black man are you?

This really is a good essay.

You put in a lot of work. It shows.

Thanks, maestro.

It comes from the heart.

You think I could be...

...a writer?

Miss Quinn picks two seniors to read

their essays every year at graduation.

She ain't gonna pick mine!

I don't wanna get up

in front of all those people.

- Make a fool out of myself.

- Really? Why?

You afraid it might be

some kind of Pyrrhic victory?

What's that?

Tell you what...

...look it up.

You see, you can't do that.

Either you'd need different software...

...or you'd have to sweep your

hard drive, taking two days.

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