Class of 1999 II: The Substitute

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BEND - OREGON Monday 09:50.

Excuse me, I am the new deputy.

Where can I find Mr. Praise, director?

Thank you.

Help.

Help me.

Help.

CLASS 1999 II:
ZAMENIK.

Scroll.

That's right.

What are you doing here?

Why are not you teaching?

You do not know this,

because you're deputy.

Today we have no teaching.

She's been disbanded.

Who is your teacher?

Why are not you teaching today?

Our teaching is dissolved.

Should I speak to you?

R. A. S... something.

Read this instead.

Now you're dissolved.

Thank you very much thank you.

The enemy is before me, around

me, I have no fear again.

My mission is order,

death is my mission.

Get him!

Nicely. It looks better now.

Let him feel welcome.

This is your last warning.

And now I ask you

to go to school.

They just went to school.

Are not you, gentlemen? -Yes.

This is Gordon Di Ash, a special

department for the Ministry of Education.

After 2 years of intensive search,

the subject is finally located.

The situation arose when Professor

Bob Forest planned the installation

military androids as special teachers,

who would teach in the worst schools.

And to use force if necessary.

Forest programmed the android

with his twisted discipline.

He turned them into bloodthirsty killers.

Androids watched the

students as hostile.

It was assumed that all android were

destroyed by their opiate creator.

Yes.

What are we waiting for?

One deputy, goddamn idiot!

We'll give him something

he will not forget.

The rules of the school are not

to confront students, Bolena.

Damn it! You must

not fight students.

First incident with Ray Kane, now this.

Discipline is needed because of the order.

Order is needed to

prevent anarchy.

Find a little reality

here, Bolene.

President Clinton worked

well on the school system.

I have to suspend you.

For some reason, your summary has

not been compiled completely.

I need more information

about you...

You heard that?

Not me. You're paranoid.

What's happening, man?

I'm wondering if Mr.

Terminator bulletproof.

Throw it out!

Now, teaching is

disbanded, gentlemen.

Evidence suggests that the

unit was left in a bunker.

He goes freely and

continues to kill.

No pictures of this unit.

It is therefore difficult

to solve this situation.

The last traces are promising.

MILITARY MUSEUM-TENNES.

Attention, classes

start in 5 minutes.

Students wandering in the hallway

will be detained after school...

MONROVIL-KALIFORNIJA

Wednesday 08:
55.

That cat, she scratched me once.

How are you, Miss McKenzie?

Sanderse, you're suspended.

What are you doing there?

You should not be at school.

I have to follow my homework.

When do we do it, how about

me to educate me a little?

This morning you looked so good

in these tight running helmets.

Sanderse, I'm not afraid of you.

Not? Not.

Get the f*** out of here!

The parking lot is not my style.

You got a style? I would not say.

What a f***ing satirical mood.

Yes. That's how I got it.

F*** you!

Little satirical return.

What's up with you?

The smell of morning testosterone.

What should I do? I'm standing

and watching how he abuses you?

They will not hurt me, Emte.

Senders are not stupid. -I do not know...

That's a strange guy.

Here we go.

Come on.

Where is Mr. Reese?

Sit down.

I said, sit and sit down

until your teacher comes!

Sit right now!

My name is John Bolan.

I'm changing Mr. Risa.

We're all f***in 'delighted.

I did not say anything.

Who are you? Surname and name. -Denis

Til... no. Tiler Denis, I guess.

I do not know how you behaved before.

From now on, the guys

will act like gentlemen.

A girl... They'll f*** us later.

I expect you to do your homework nice,

neatly, and deliver it in time.

Who did that?

Well, the book is mine,

but I did not do it.

Mr. Tyler, please contact

the director, immediately.

Open the books of the economy and

read the collapse of the Japanese...

STAIRS.

Everything is ready for the weekend?

Yes, Did not Emet tell you?

I'm just checking your plans.

Just what...

Honey, Mr. Baltmen

thinks that maybe...

Come on, say it. I have a class.

Did you see what happened

in the Hall of Fiction?

Broken glass windows, graffiti with

your name and it's not very nice.

So...

Now I'm guilty of vandalism?

Think well about Monday's

testimony against Sanders.

It influences your lecture.

The students think you're accusing

Sanders of something you just saw.

He put his hand in his pocket, pulled the

pistol, and shot another accidentally.

And you want me to forget about it!

You just claim that it

was not an accident.

I was the only one to see

how he aimed the gun.

I...

I can not believe how

Sanders is manipulative.

I see that this can overcome

our head because of you.

The police have no

evidence to hold him.

Everyone in the city thinks

this was a tragic accident.

This is stupid. I do not have to

justify myself to you or anyone else.

I saw what I saw.

A bit of common sense and

cooperation, you'd be fine.

Especially when your

review is closer.

Jesus, thank you for your support.

See you later. Honey.

You like to torture people?

You hit me in the

face, son of a b*tch.

I'm sorry.

I was going to do this.

Sadistic behavior

is unacceptable.

Especially when you do not know

how to do it right.

I'm sorry!

Please!

I did not mean to do that!

Help!

I sent a student to the director.

I do not know what he did on the roof.

OK thanks.

Maybe I'll come back with more questions,

but it seems like an unfortunate case.

I found drugs with him.

Drugs?

- Yes. He's probably super-hero like a dragon.

Just a way to die.

But again, it was not a

smart thing, was it?

I was glad.

You were in special units? Not.

There is a younger group that will

train in the event that you...

interested. Or not.

CLOSE PAINTBALL GAMES.

May I join you?

If I eat that, I would...

I'm wasting fuel.

Almost nuclear.

I...

I wanted to explain to

you about today's event.

You probably already

heard about this trial.

Perhaps everyone is entitled to do

that I should not be able to testify.

No they are not.

If you allow the students to

dominate, the result is anarchy.

Anyone who says you do

not testify is mistaken.

- Just like that?

- Yes.

You're in charge of controlling the patchball of this weekend?

- Yes.

My friend Emet Grayser is

the owner of the land.

- That was his idea.

- Well...

I'd like to help you if you

like, as long as I'm here.

Great. Of course.

You're more than welcome.

Do you have military experience?

- A little bit.

- Then...

- You're from here?

- Not.

You taught in the nearby places?

Not.

OK.

Come to me later

for information.

If I understood correctly,

those battle androids,

They also used mass murder.

They switched to the next lesson.

Janet, do not be angry.

Baltman introduced me to this when

I went to talk about this weekend.

He threatened you with a temporary

resignation, if you do not quarrel with me?

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