Higher Learning Page #5

I'm a f reshman.

And...

I was raped.

No, we didn't.

We'll have to think aboutwhat we're doing next week.

-You look cute.-Do I?

Happy Halloween, brother!

Be sure and stay away f rom the whitegirls f rom now on. I know you will.

What are you doing?Let's go get some f ucking candy!

-That was awesome.-lt was good.

There are thingswe could've done better...

...but I was proud of you.

-Thank you.-Yeah.

-I feel so much better now.-Good.

Look, you know, I could just...

Why don't I just staywith you tonight?

We could stay up and talk or...

What do you think?

Are you sure you're ready f or that?

Don't do it just becauseyou're f ascinated.

I want you to be sure.

Good night.

Good night.

So...

...what's up with your f riend?

-She's weird.-She's not weird. She's just different.

Yeah, and I bet she wants to show youjust how different she can be, huh?

I'm tired of running and studying.

It's too hard to do both.I feel like a slave.

They wouldn't give a f uck about meif I wasn't running f or this school.

I'm tired of feelinglike a thoroughbred.

Why you always gottatake stuff so f ar?

People would die to be where you are,and you tripping.

You have the opportunity to goto school, and it's here. So take it.

I don't see security stopping youon campus to see your I.D.

You're all hunky-dorywith your scholarship.

They'll let that harmless black womanthrough easier than a man.

-So you think I got it easy?-Hell, yeah.

-Easier than me.-You know them girls I stay with?

Every time something comes up missing,who you think they look at?

-And?-I feel like fighting.

-I feel like beating people up.-Why don't you?

It's a waste of time.Instead, I fight with this:

And I'm getting mine.

You gotta stop doing this all the time:And start doing this:

Quit worrying aboutwhat people are thinking.

Yeah, but it still ain't the same.

Listen.

You a woman.I'm a black man.

You're safe.

I'm a threat, educated or not.

You ain't educated yet.

Crazy!

Hey. Kristen.

-Can we talk?-Sure. Here?

-Don't put too much lipstick on.-Why not?

You don't want to look like a tramp.You'll look desperate.

Here, blot it some.

-ls that better?-Yeah, yeah. Yeah, like that.

Is that him?Well, all right, Kristen.

I was getting worried about you.

-Where'd you get these, man?-A buddy of mine in law enf orcement.

F***ing gun-control department.

These guns all suck.

It don't matter as long asthey do the job.

-Do you want a beer?-Yeah.

Check this out, man.

This is a gun, man.

-Glock 9 mm.-Shut up.

Pumped gas two yearsto buy this. Laser sighting.

F***ing Rambo, man!No way I can miss.

-This is power.-Don't point that f ucking sh*t at me!

I know how to handle guns, man.I been shooting since I was 9.

Don't ever point a gun at meever again. You'll be sorry.

Who taught you how to shoot?

-My pa.-Your pa?

My pa's a survivalist.Used to kick my ass every day.

He's always talking aboutthe world coming to an end.

Do you like to hike?

I've never really tried it.

Yeah? You should go.Around here there's beautif ul hills.

I try and go everyday. I was therethis morning. The light was beautif ul.

What if there's snakes?Hey, Monet.

Hey.

-How's it going?-Cool. You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

-Hi, Taryn.-Hi, Monet. How you doing?

-See you later.-Yeah, see you guys later. Bye.

Girl!

I like it that you understand me.

There are things that...

...I don't have to say because...

...you just know how I feel.

That was nice.

I think you're nice.

You're trembling.

Are you af raid?

Yes.

Why?

I won't hurt you.

I don't want you to do anythingthat you don't wanna do.

I know.

I want to.

Are you ready?

Just a second.

As a black man in America,my stress comes f rom everywhere.

Recognize.Take a look around you.

Look at this.Columbus disgusts me.

Fool wasn't nothing but a thief,mass murderer.

Slaughtered Native Americans, we got aholiday and a university named f or him?

We're supposed to be learning theirwesternised thoughts...

...only to learn that in their eyes,we're lower class. Always.

Class is a state of mind.

History's proven you can bethe smartest, run the f astest...

...they still think we inferior.

What's that shirt, man?

You support the Black Panthers?

-Yeah. And?-That's reverse racism, man.

-What?-Malik, come on...

-What?-Stop.

I'm gonna kick your ass,whatever ass you got left, f ool!

Yeah, all right.You can run, but you can't hide!

"The sharp separatina wallbetween master and slave fell.

The Aryan aave up the purity of hisblood and, therefore, he also lost...

... the place in the paradisehe had created for himself.

He became submeraed in therace mixture. He aradually lost..."

What's up, man?

Man, I gotta admit, you've been realpolite about staying out of my way.

But you ain't been honest.

I figure, it ain't what a person say,it's what they think.

So in my mind...

...you been walking around calling mea n*gger in your head.

Am I right?

-I don't have nothing to say to you.-I think you do.

Say what you feel.You think I'm a n*gger?

Then be a man and call me oneto my f ace.

You're just a punk-ass white boywith a f ucked-up haircut.

B*tch.

F***!

F***!

F*** you!You don't f ucking scare me!

This is f ucked-up.This is really f ucked-up.

What's wrong with you?

I don't give a shitwhat you do with your stuff...

...but this is my stuff, man!

-Know how selfish that is?-What are you gonna do?

Jeez, I don't know. I'm gonnakick your ass. What does that mean?

Why don't you get your shitand move out, man?

Ex cuse me?Why don't I get my sh*t and move out?

-You moved in here.-What are you gonna do?

Look, why don't we just sit down?

Why don't we just f uckingstop this and talk about it?

I don't wanna talk to you.I don't need to talk.

Don't you know I'm superior to you?

Don't you know I camef rom the master race?

-You're nothing. Don't tell me what...-Get off, crazy motherf ucker!

All right, motherf ucker?Go to sleep.

Calm your ass down. Calm down.What is wrong with you, man?

-What's going on?-I gotta get out of here.

-F*** you!-What the f uck?

You damn Jews and niggersstick together.

You all work against me,the pure, white, Christian man.

Don't you know he controls you, n*gger?You ain't nothing without them.

You're nothing!You're a slave.

I'll take my f ucking belt off, man.I'll make you my f ucking monkey.

-Get on the floor.-Relax.

Get on the floor!

You're not white.You're Jewish. You're nothing.

You're not me!What are you gonna do?

Dirty n*gger.Got something to say now?

I'm not f ooling.You got something to say now?

-Jesus Christ! F***ing relax!-Who's the man now, big man?

F***ing hotshot ape.You're nothing, Malik! You're nothing!

You're dead. You're dead.

Don't move, f ucker.

You're all gonna die.You're gonna die, monkey!

He had a f ucking gun!A f ucking gun!

I'm gonna call secur... He broke thephone. We gotta call security.

-I'm gonna get this f ool!-Where are you going?

-Stop. Not so f ast.-Get out of my way.

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