Class of 1984 Page #6

- Showtime, Mr. Norris.

- Afternoon, Mr. Norris.

- You're looking real nice in that suit.

Yeah, nice hairdo.

I am the future.

I am the future. I am the future.

Not if I have anything to say about it.

Teacher-teacher shouldn't

talk to Stegman like that.

Get out of my way.

You've got to learn.

Life... is pain.

Pain... is everything.

You...

you will learn.

What do you want?

Here, take the money.

Look, if you leave now

I won't tell the police!

Good evening, Mrs. Norris.

Love the place.

She's mine!

Stand back.

Where do you keep

the drugs around here?

No! No! No!

Oh, here.

Give it to her!

Smile for the photograph, honey.

You like your picture taken?

Okay, you guys, listen up.

The symphony board

will be third row on the right.

Let's make 'em hear

every note nice and clear.

What if they don't like us?

Stravinsky had eggs thrown at him

when he opened with the "Rite of Spring."

What school did he play for?

Okay, come on.

Let's tune up. Helen.

Now I want you to scream

when you feel this nice piece of chain.

Come on. Wake up.

If you don't stay awake now,

b*tch, you're never gonna wake up again.

Fallon. Fallon.

- Fallon.

- Sh*t.

Fallon. War paint.

I'm impressed, Mr. Norris.

We haven't had a turnout

like this since the night

one of the little bastards

set fire to the west wing.

There are a lot of good kids here.

I suppose so.

It's just that the bad ones

take so much of our attention.

Good luck tonight.

Thank you.

All right, let's get

the hell outta here.

- Camouflage.

- You look cute.

Come on, honey.

Man, what a dump.

Move it. Move it!

Crunch it, Fallon.

Okay, you guys, you ready?

- Excuse me, sir?

- Yeah?

That girl there.

She told me to give this to you.

Come and get it,

teacher-teacher.

Where is she, goddamn you?

You're getting warmer, teacher.

You hurt her, I'll kill you!

I swear to God, I'll kill you!

- Son of a b*tch!

- Let me go!

Havin' fun, b*tch?

We're gonna be playing some more later.

- Good-bye, Mr. Norris.

- All right?

Good-bye, Mr. Norris.

Five more minutes and I'm leaving.

Do you know where he went?

No, but he better get back soon.

Andy, get back.

Go back.

- Don't hurt her, Stegman. Please.

- Say pretty please.

- Let her go. You can have me.

- I've already got you!

See you later, teach.

- Shut up!

- No! Wait! No!

I said shut up, whore!

You little b*tch!

Now you're in for it.

Getting warmer, teacher.

- Please.

- Ah, sit down.

Please, please.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies... please,

ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls.

Thank you. You've been very patient.

And we do apologize

for the delay, but...

I would ask you to

remain in your seats.

- The young people have rehearsed...

- Excuse me.

I think that I can fill in

for Mr. Norris.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we have a surprise.

Deneen Bowden is going

to conduct for us.

Come on. Let's sit down

and give her a real hand of support.

- Where did he go?

- I don't know.

Let's split up and look for him.

Come out, come out wherever you are.

I'm gonna get that f***er!

Come on!

Check out the lab.

If you see the prick, yell.

Mr. Norris.

That b*tch of yours

is an easy lay, Norris.

You're dead, Mr. Norris.

Good-bye, Mr. Norris.

- Where the hell's Fallon?

- He's supposed to be here.

Sh*t. Fallon.

- I'm... I'm gonna cut Norris' heart.

- Then do it!

Come on!

Wait a minute.

Check the auto shop. The auto shop.

The auto shop!

Mr. Norris.

Where is she?

Your little whore is ours now, Norris.

Where the hell is she?

And it was so easy!

F*** you in hell!

Joshua!

Norris!

Get him, barnyard!

Kill him!

Kick his f***ing ass!

Where is she?

Where is she?

She's on the roof.

Andy!

- Let her go!

- Don't, Andy. No.

Too late, teacher-teacher.

Too late.

It's all over, Stegman. Let her go.

Oh, no, no.

It's just the beginning.

We all go...

together.

Mr. Norris.

Help me.

Please, Mr. Norris.

Don't let me fall.

I'm just a...

I'm just a kid.

Please, Mr. Norris.

Please?

Give me your hand.

Sucker!

It's over, baby.

It's all over now.

When does a dream

Become a nightmare

When do we do what must be done

When do we stand

And face the future

When there is nowhere left to run

You've got to learn

Just how to survive

You've got to learn

How to keep your dream

Alive

Take a look at my face

I am the future

How do you like what you see

Take a look at my face

I belong to the future the future

And you belong to me

When does a dream

Become a nightmare

When do we learn to live with fear

When we cry out

For some salvation

Why is it no one seems to hear

You've got to learn

It's up to you

If you can learn

That the dream just might

Come true

Take a look at my face

I am the future

Now how do you like what you see

Take a look at my face

I belong to the future

The world belongs to me

Yeah

Take a look at my face

I am the future

How do you like what you see

Take a look at my face

I belong to the future

The world belongs to me

Take a look at my face

'Cause I am the future

How do you like

what you see

Take a look at my face

I belong to the future

And the world belongs to me

Yeah

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