Gifted

Hey! Come on.

Let's move!

No!

- Let me see.

- No.

Come on, I made you

special breakfast.

You can't cook.

Hey, Mary, open up.

GIFTED:

You look beautiful.

I look like Disney character.

Where's the special?

What?

You said you made me special breakfast.

Please, don't make me go.

You can keep home schooling me.

I've taught you everything I know.

But I don't want to go.

Well... I don't want to go

to work, but I do.

You don't go to work.

You fix boats on the dock.

Okay, it's poor example,

but you are still going.

But... But what about Fred?

What about him?

You won't take care of him.

You don't like cats.

I don't like two-eyed cats.

Fred is as you know, monocular.

Who's gonna throw him his ping pong ball?

Fred's gonna be fine,

no more argument, okay?

We've discussed this ad nauseam.

What's an nauseam?

You don't know? Looks like

someone needs school.

This is gonna be fun.

You're gonna meet kids today, you gonna

borrow money from the rest of your life.

Come on.

You gonna be great.

You know, just...

I don't know. Try bein' a kid.

Frank!

Frank, I know you hear me.

Frank!

There's still time for you

to undo this nonsense.

Go get in your car and go get that child.

Are you tehnically allowed to use

these keys whenever you want?

How you can stand there...

acting all calm and all of

that making light out of this?

Now, go get her back before it's too late.

She gotta go out in the world.

She has not friend her age.

No social skills.

She doessn't know how to be a kid.

Two nights ago she told me

that even if Germany bails up

the euro, there could still

be worldwide depression.

I was staring at the

celling for three hours.

I'm so worried.

Come on, Roberta.

If you start crying, I will have

to pretend to start crying.

You know there's something

you can be overlooking.

This could work out.

Maybe.

But if anybody takes that baby away...

I'll smother you in your sleep.

Morning, Fred.

One plus one is two.

That is fact number one of today.

Who can tell me what two plus two is?

Who's got it?

Four.

Excellent, Donna.

It is. Two plus two is indeed four.

Okay, who wants to try three plus three?

Three plus three? Really?

I beg your pardon?

What kind of school is this anyway?

It's the kind of school, where

students don't speak without permission.

Alright, but everyone knows it's six.

Nobody in this classroom speaks...

unless they're called upon.

Okay? Is everybody clear on that?

Yes, ma'am.

Good. Mary, can you stand up please?

Stand up on. Stand up, babe.

These questions are for you,

because you're so advanced.

What is nine plus eight?

Seventeen.

Yeah, yes, it is. That's good.

What is...

fifteen plus seventeen?

Thirty-two.

Yeah, that is... That is right.

Alright then.

Well, what is 57 plus 135?

Yeah.

Can you tell me...

What 57 multiplied by 135 is?

Okay.

- Who can tell me what four...

- 7695.

I don't think anyone can do that.

The square root is 87.7.

And change.

Now what does ad nauseam mean?

I have very strange kid.

I have 27 strange kids.

Good morning.

Good morning, good morning.

That's great, guys,

but take your seats, okay?

Oh, God, see ya.

Good morning, Miss Stevenson.

Good morning.

- Mind if I sit in?

- Not at all.

Okay, class.

I have a treat for you.

I would like to introduce you to

our principal Mrs. Davis.

Good morning, first graders.

Good morning, Mrs. Davis.

- Are you ready for a great year?

- Yes.

Yes, Mary?

She's the boss?

Mrs. Davis is our principal, okay.

Ok, now I want you to get on

your phone and call Frank

and told him to get me out of here!

Wait a minute. That's the dad? I know him.

I see him at Ferg's

almost every Friday night.

He's the quiet damaged hot guy.

What are you doing at

Ferg's every Friday night?

Trying to get picked up by him.

Excuse me? Hi.

Look it's my teacher.

Probably she wants

to remind me what one plus one is.

Go to the car, okay?

- Hi.

- Hi.

Sorry to yell at you

and then chase you down.

It's okay. Mary's teacher?

Yes. I'm Bonnie Stevens.

Frank. How are you? Sorry about today.

She got little overexcited.

It's just first day jitters.

Sure, yeah.

We are running a little bit late

actually, so we gotta get going.

Okay, I don't even wanna talk about that.

- I will keep you just a minute.

- Okay.

I think your daugter...

I think Mary might be gifted.

What?

Yeah, today in math,

she answered some really...

- No, that's...

- No, please.

- It's not gifted.

- Really difficult questions.

Right.

- Just the seven year old would...

- It's Trachtenberg.

- Jakow Trachtenberg.

- I'm sorry?

Spent seven years in a concentration camp.

Developed the sistem to

rapidly solve problems.

It's the Trachtenberg method.

But she is...

I mean... She's seven though.

I learned it when I was eight.

Do I look gifted to you?

It kinda go out of note since the

invention of the calculator...

But... I can still win a drink

at the bar using it.

Sorry for today.

Won't happen again.

Okay.

Nice to meet you.

Bonnie.

Frank.

Trachenberg method.

For the record, I didn't wanna go to

the stupid school in the first place.

And the boy in the front row acts

inappropriately for someonewho's a child.

Sorry. I'm still passive

agressively ignoring you.

Other kids answer questions,

they don't get in trouble.

You didn't get in trouble

for answering the questions.

You yelled at the principle.

All right, you know what?

You're gonna find this interesting.

So I googled

"first graders who yelled at the principal"

And statistically you will never

believe how many kids do it.

How many?

None.

Frank, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Yeah, right.

You can't show off like that in school.

I know.

You promised you wouldn't

then at the first day...

I know, I screwed up.

Do you think this boat needs a test ride?

Go get, Fred.

Don't run.

d I listen to the wind,

to the wind of my soul d

d Where I will end up, well

I think only God really knows d

d I've sat upon the setting sun d

d But never, never, never, never d

d I never wanted water ones d

d Never, never, never d

Fred loves to watch the sandpipers.

He thinks he'd like to catch one,

but he'd regret it.

Fred's not the killer.

He's a lover.

Would mom want me to go to school?

I can only guess.

But I will tell you that, she would

have wanted you to have friends.

Idiot friends?

She'd want you to have

compassion for others.

Like a cat can have for a sandpiper.

But what if they don't like me?

Then they're idiots.

Good morning, class.

Good moring, Mrs. Stevenson.

Good morning, Mary.

Good morning, Mrs. Stevenson.

Okay, good morning.

Get a hold of yourself.

For my Show and tell I have...

the most awesome cat

in the history of times.

Not only is his name Fred, but...

He has just one eye.

Uno. Go ahead and count...

but I promise you is always one.

How did he lose his eye?

I don't know. I wasn't there.

Just found him inside a trash can next

to the bottle of alcohol or something.

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