Higher Learning Page #2

Young lady, calm yourself and goto the financial aid office.

Go.

What about me?

Don't you havesome business to attend to?

Yeah, but I thoughtI just showed initiative.

That don't count f or nothing, brother?

Mr. Williams, I do not appreciate,nor will I tolerate...

...people who try to brownnosein my course.

Now go to the financial aid officeor appeal to the athletic department.

I ain't no dumb athlete.

That remains to be seen.

Right. I hope that all of you...

Yo, dog, take good notes.I'm gonna need to borrow them.

Now that the bureaucratic nonsenseis out of the way, we'll get to...

...the business of real politics.

Are you sure? I mean,I don't understand this.

Never leave home without it.

Looks like we got a problemwith your fee bill.

Like what?

It says you got a partial athleticscholarship. Better talk to your coach.

Partial? That's a mistake.I'm a f ull-scholarship student.

I can't help that.That's what it shows.

-You sure your computer ain't broke?-I'm sorry, honey. I can't help you.

-Go get it cleared in that department.-Thank you.

Next.

Baby, you're just gonna haveto get a job.

Here's your card.

Come on, guys, pick it up!

You look like a bunch of girls!Come on, pick it up!

Come on, give me some juice.There you go.

Yeah, looking sweet.

-Twenty-three!-You want a what? A full scholarship?

Man, you aot some nerve.

All riaht, I'll see what I can do.

I don't wanna hear you're lax in yourstudies or fuckina up on the field.

You aot that?Do I make myself clear?

Yeah, man, I understand.

Word to the mother, kid.Have you seen that ass?

Hey, yo, what kindof munchies y'all got?

Where are the vittles at? The eats?

Hey, y'all ain't got no Kool-Aidup in this piece, man? Guess not.

I see y'all got some Evianup in here, though, huh?

How would you feel if you had to studyand I came in and blasted my music?

-That wouldn't happen.-Why not?

Because I'd whup your ass, that's why.

Ex cuse me.

Boy, I'm the master of Monopoly.

That's right.

You bankrupt, G.

Should've bought themapartments, man. I told you.

Hey, why you going to this school?

Well, because that's what they say youneed to do to make it in the country.

-What's "making it"?-Fudge, your printer's out of paper.

Well, then go buy some more.What's "making it"?

You know, getting a degree.You know, making that long dough.

Is that right? So you in itf or the money or the knowledge?

Check out this situation.

You at a f ootball game.There's thousands of people there.

All of them white.

The American flagis right above your head.

They're about to playthe national anthem.

All these people turn aroundand look you dead in your eye.

What do you do?

I stand up.I'd probably be so embarrassed...

You know, I'd stand up.You know what I'm saying?

They got you runningf or the school, huh?

-Yeah. Partial scholarship.-You don't run, you don't get tuition.

That's the way the system goes.

Run, n*gger, run.

Oh, my God. Look at her hair.

-Be nice, Nicole. It's not that bad.-She looks like a tramp.

-Hi.-Hi. What'd you do to your hair?

-I just bleached it.-I love it. Yes.

Watch me bring it up.Watch me bring it.

Bam. Of all times.

Want to play again, man?Come on, let's play again.

-Three in a row.-You're a bastard.

-Want to play?-Huh?

-Want to play a game of pool?-I don't know how to play.

Bye.

Okay, who's the geniuswho matches roommates up?

They moved me inwith a psycho d*ckhead.

It's like the Bates Hotelover at my place.

My days are numbered, Wayne.

-He's probably just quiet.-Okay.

Hey.

-Hey, man. Say, where's the party?-Up here, man.

Is that right? Cool.

Here she goes.

Nice job. Hello! Good night.

Down the hatch.

Talented, I see.

-I never usually swallow.-You're a dirty girl.

-Hey, let's get one f or her, huh?-Give her a shot.

Kristen!

Kristen! Kristen! Kristen!

Drink! Drink! Drink!

All right!What a big girl you are, huh?

-I can't walk.-Please, come on.

-All right. Where are we going?-We're going to my house.

To the house.

When you say that you look really bad,like, you're perfect, you know?

Hey, do you think we should'velet Kristen go with Billy?

-Because she doesn't even drink.-Billy who?

I love you!

Billy, you've gotta get a rubber.

Billy, we should be using a condom.

Just a second.

Billy, come on.

-One second.-No. Get a condom.

Just wait a second.Shut up!

Billy, no! Stop it! Get a condom!

No! Stop it!

Billy, get off of me! Get off of me!

-F***, man!-No! Stop!

Stop! No!

You f ucker!

Kris, what the...? Wait!

Wait a second! Goddamn it!

Kristen.

Kristen.

F***!

Say, man.

-Did you give it to her?-What?

You f ucked her, right?Did she like it?

What the f uck are you talking about?How the f uck do you know?

-Go get a beer.-Who the f uck are you, man?

You just got laid, right?You should be cool.

-Motherf ucker!-What's up with you?

-What's your problem?-You're my problem, b*tch.

I finished my paperand I don't have anything to do.

Kris, what's the matter?Why are you crying?

Oh, God, what have you been drinking?

Kris, what's wrong?

-Hello.-Can I speak to Kristen, please?

-Who's this?-Billy.

-Billy who? I don't know no Billys.-Yeah, I just...

I just need to talk to Kristen.

-You want to speak to Kristen.-No. No.

She's not here.

Even if she was here, I don't thinkshe'd wanna talk to you.

I know she's there. I can hear her.

-Can you put her on the phone?-Didn't I just tell you she's not here?

Put her on the phone,you black b*tch!

-What did you say?-You heard me.

Why are y'all so quiet?

-Let's go.-To kick some ass, nigga?

Just get away f rom himand come home with me.

What do you think they makeyou do to get into this f rat?

You know?

You don't?

I bet you they make you do something,right?

Like things.

Crazy stuff.

I'd do it.

Which one?

-Yo! Get the f uck up!-Piece of crap. Get his ass.

What's up, bro? What did I do?

-Come on!-Man, let me go!

-Chad, what's up with these guys?-Call security now!

-What'd I do?-I'll just put my boot in your mouth.

I heard you been disrespectingblack women.

No, man, I haven't either...

You called me a black b*tch,and you gonna get your ass kicked.

Come on, man, listen. I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry, okay?-Apologize to her!

Sorry! I'm sorry! Look, I'm so sorry.I'm so sorry.

F*** that!We need to just bust his sh*t!

-No, listen. Please, man.-Here's what I want you to say.

I want you to say," I apologize, beautif ul black woman...

...mother of the Earth,queen of the universe."

I'm sorry.I apologize, black mother...

-Get it right!-I can't remember all that.

I'm sorry.

What's going on?

These gang membersdragged him out f or no reason.

What the f uck you talking about,white boy?

Gang members?We go to school here too!

-Enough of this stuff.-I'll rip your ass off them stairs!

Don't I know you? Everybody else,come out with the I.D.'s.

You don't need to see nobody I.D.Don't show them.

Wait. Everything's okay now.It was just a misunderstanding.

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