Dangerous Minds Page #5

Thank you very much.

And how would you like to do that?

You gonna give me some good advice?

"Just say no"?

You gonna get me off the streets?

Well, forget it!

How the f*** you gonna

save me from my life, huh?

Yep, yep

Karen?

I have three, uh,

student files here...

- and I can't find a phone

number in any of 'em.

- Yep, yep

Well, sometimes they don't

give a number...

- and sometimes

they don't have a phone.

- Yep, yep

- It's all right

- It's all right

- As you might have heard

- Yeah

- To smoke a fat one

- To smoke a fat one

- And drink a 'Bird

- A Thunderbird

- It's okay

- It's okay

- To play this loud

- Oh, play it loud

Mister DJ, don't mean

to sweat you down

- It's all right

- It's all right

- As you may have heard

- Yeah

- To smoke a fat one

- Smoke a fat one

- And drink a 'Bird

- A Thunderbird, now

It's okay

Come on. Come on.

Do your homework.

- You have a lovely family,

Mrs. Sanchero.

- Thank you.

We know why you're here,

Miss Johnson.

I warned Raul to

stay out of trouble.

He's first in our family to

maybe graduate high school.

- So he gonna get punished big

for what he done.

- N...

Don't you worry about that.

But he didn't do anything wrong.

- But he expelled for three days.

- I know. No, I know.

But he didn't start the fight. He was

defending himself from a bigger boy.

He was protecting himself.

- Uh, why they send him home?

- It's just school policy.

L-l-It gives the other boy

time to cool down.

Actually,

I'm here because I just wanted

to tell you both personally...

what a pleasure it's been having

Raul in my class this semester.

You must be very proud.

Yes.

He's, um...

Well, he's very bright...

and funny, articulate.

The truth is, he's...

he's one of my favorites.

Uh, soy Louanne Johnson.

Oh.

"I will not go down underground

'Cause somebody tells me

that death's comin' 'round"

Okay, this is another

Dylan poem.

Now, is that a code, or does

that just mean what it says?

"And I will not carry myself

down to die

When I go to my grave

My head will be high"

"My head will be high."

What does that mean?

Anybody.

Nobody.

Is there something

I should know?

Yeah. I'll tell you.

You ratted on Raul,

Gusmaro and Emilio.

Yeah. You got Emilio

put into detention.

It wasn't none of your

business, chismosa.

And you got Raul

and Gusmaro suspended.

- Now they're gonna get

their f***in' asses kicked.

- And you got Emilio...

- Hey, I didn't rat on anybody.

- Wasn't none of your business

anyway, you chismosa.

- Bullshit.

- Let this...

- Told you she was full of sh*t.

- Snitches get stitches, b*tch.

- Do you wanna talk about this?

On you, sh*t. Whatever

floats your boat, teach.

We don't have no choices

in this room.

Well, if you all feel that

strongly about it, leave the room.

- What?

- Hey, listen.

Nobody's forcing you to be here.

You have a choice.

You can stay, or you can leave.

Lady, why are you playin' this

game? We don't have a choice.

You don't have a choice? You don't have

a choice on whether or not you're here?

No. If we leave, we don't

get to graduate. If we stay,

we gotta put up with you.

Well, that's a choice, isn't it?

You have a choice.

You either don't graduate

or you have to put up with me.

It may not be a choice you like,

but it is a choice.

Man, you don't understand nothin'. I

mean, you don't come from where we live.

- You... You're not bussed here.

- Do you have a choice

to get on that bus?

Man, you come and live in my

neighborhood for one week...

and then you tell me

if you got a choice.

There are a lot of people who

live in your neighborhood who

choose not to get on that bus.

What do they choose to do?

They choose to go out and sell drugs.

They choose to go out and kill people.

They choose to do a lot of other things.

But they choose not to

get on that bus.

The people who choose to get on

that bus, which are you,

are the people who are saying,

"I will not carry myself

down to die

When I go to my grave

My head will be high"

That is a choice.

There are no victims

in this classroom!

Why do you care anyway?

You just here for the money.

Because I make a choice to care.

And, honey, the money ain't that good.

- Whatever.

- Read it again, Miss Johnson.

- What?

- Read those lines you just read again.

"I will not go down underground

'Cause somebody tells me

that death's comin' 'round"

Does that mean just what it says?

No, it don't mean just what it says.

Because...

you wouldn't go under the ground...

if someone told you death was comin'.

But you would go into the ground

if you were already dead.

Do the rest of you

agree with that?

Well, I kinda agree with it,

but I think it just means that...

he ain't gonna help death out,

you know?

It's not like he's just gonna

lay down and wait for it.

I think he's gonna choose...

No, I think he's gonna make the choice...

to die hard.

Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, I agree with that.

- Yeah, me too.

- That's what it sounds like to me.

- Okay.

Well, what about, uh,

the rest of it? Um...

"When I go to my grave

My head will be high"

"Head will be high."

What does that mean?

- You're gonna die with pride.

- Right.

- See you tomorrow.

- Callie, wait up!

You went to Raul's house last night,

and Gusmaro's too, right?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that's what they told me.

That's cool.

Hold up, wait a minute

Don't go there

'cause I ain't with it

Hold up, wait a minute

Don't go there

'cause I ain't with it

What you want

Baby, I got it

What you need

Babe, you got it

All I'm askin'

is for a little respect

Yo, kick it, homes!

What you waitin' for, man?

- Are you trying to

steal my $2.50, se?

- Ah, go, go, go.

Man, that ain't sh*t.

Go faster, man. Go faster, man.

- Come on, come on

- Faster, man, faster!

- You got to gimme, gimme

- R-E-S-P-E-C- - I got to get it, get it

- R-E-S-P-E-C- - You got to gimme, gimme

- R-E-S-P-E-C- - I got to get it, get it

- R-E-S-P-E-C- - Come on, get back.

Are you all right, man?

That looked like a real

b*tch right then.

Hey, get the f***

out of there, man. Look at you!

You look like my grandma, man.

- R-E-S-P-E-C- - Miss Johnson,

the... the School Board would

have every right to insist

on your dismissal.

You informed no one.

You got no permission slips.

Oh, but there was no one

to inform. All the kids just

decided to go to the amusement

park at the last minute.

And then they let me come along.

- Did they pay for you?

- No, I paid for them.

I was just so moved

by the invitation.

This wasn't, by any chance,

their reward for reading poetry,

was it, Miss Johnson?

In my class, Mr. Grandey,

poetry is its own reward.

Angela, would you read

the first line?

"Appetizers. Freshly cut bay shrimp

grilled to perfection."

- This is a Xerox of a menu.

- That is correct.

It's from The Flowering Peach,

the best restaurant in town.

- Ever hear of it?

- Yeah, we heard of it.

It's supposed to be like some

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