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One at a time, one at a time!
If you're gonna sit by me,
you've got to give me a dollar.
What? I can't!
I've got to save up my money.
I need to raise 60 bucks.
So? You're using me,
so I can use you.
(sounds of whistle)
You think you'd sit here
if kids thought
your hair looked white?
Yes.
You think my hair's pretty?
Yes.
You lie.
Well, guess what?
It is pretty!
Maybe just not on you,
By the way, that's not a afro,
you don't have a afro.
I swear these dummies don't know
their ass from a hole in the ground!
Why don't you take
your hair out of the braids?
What?
Because maybe
I don't want to, that's why.
Hi, curly-haired dog!
What be up,
Ronald McDonald head?
That guy told me he wanted
to touch you with his finger.
What? What finger?
Why don't you grow some brains?
Brett wants to stick his finger
in your poo-tang!
- My tang?
- Down there, jackass!
- But I don't even know him.
- That doesn't matter!
I got a stomach ache.
I don't wanna play this game.
Yes, you do!
This is our chance!
We can finally beat
those girls asses!
(laughing)
Coach:
All right, let's go!
(blowing whistle)
Coach:
All right, all right!
Get your hands up!
Coach:
Over here!- Give me the ball, Oral!
- No!
Lydia:
Aurelie, come on,that's not our goal!
- Coach:
Let's go!- Lydia:
That's not our goal!That's not our goal,
not our goal!
Wrong way, Space case!
Aurelie, don't give up!
Come on!
Girl:
I'm open!Lydia:
Come on! Come on!
Girl:
Come on!Give me the ball!
Ow!
(groaning)
(scream)
(coach blows whistle)
Her!
She is so rude!
My nose is about to bleed!
She's dangerous!
Out, now!
You too.
Up, let's go!
Keep your head high, Aurelie!
You all right?
She nearly hit me
with that there ball,
could've hurt somebody.
Park it right there
on that step.
Mrs. Tripp:
At this school,we do not accept fighting.
Fighters are sent
to the principal's office,
and usually suspended.
Fighting is low-class,
redneck behavior.
Is it true
you started first, Aureola?
What? No!
That's right,
I didn't do anything to her!
She stuck her damn finger
up my nose,
trying to touch my boogers!
You may try
Go ahead and make my day!
Girls!
Mrs. Tripp:
Have you not noticedthat I am pregnant?
I am pregnant!
This is pregnant!
And I do not have
time for this.
You are disturbing
my unborn child.
So, what I'm trying to say is
that if you two do not learn
to get along,
you are both headed
for suspension!
Don't let yourself
overheat, Georgia.
Coach:
All right.You two girls need to give
the other person
a good long look.
Right now!
How is this situation
your fault?
What can you do to turn
this sinking ship around?
I want to hear ideas
from the both of you!
I try!
Oral's a bully!
Well, that's it?
That's it, I'm just gonna walk
on down to Mr. Toxin's office,
and have him
process two suspensions.
And guess what?
It goes on your college record.
Wait, what?
Wait!
I heard her birthday
was coming up.
How'd you know?
It's in three months.
Well, isn't that thoughtful.
It's an antique.
It can be a knick-knack.
Kelly:
A knick-knack?Thank you.
I don't have one of these.
Well, now you do.
I wish I did.
Are you touched?
You should be touched.
- Why don't you two hug?
- Hug it out.
Coach:
Now we're cooking with gas!
(school bell ringing)
I been on the high road
I been on the low road
I been on the wrong path
more than I've cared for
I've been on the wrong path
Jeanne:
Okay.Here you are.
Thank you.
Okay.
- Jerry:
Hi!- Jeanne:
Oh!(Jeanne chuckles)
Oh, I seem to jump
every time I see you.
I'm unexpected.
Yeah...
I guess God is everywhere, huh?
You know...
I was writing a poem about that.
God, I'm like a little orphan,
fast asleep on the grass.
(chuckles)
I can't read any more.
It's embarrassing.
You didn't happen
to think it was good, did you?
What?
My poem!
Jeannie...
Not everybody's a poet.
You should try watercolors.
And then graduate to oils.
You don't have
original recipe here, do you?
Oh, no, no, this isn't
Kentucky Fried Chicken.
This is different.
Here it only comes fried.
Or under-fried.
Some people want it more fried.
(whispering)
This isn't the place for you.
It has no imagination.
Then why are you wasting
your time working here?
Jeanne:
Because...I'm the breadwinner.
Get away from my family's yard!
I heard your daddy wears a wig.
What? No!
I heard you've got a dirty mind.
You told Lydia you wanted
to use your finger on me?
You're gonna get finger action
sooner or later.
I will not!
If you knock off
the finger stuff,
maybe we could play something,
like Olympics.
What crazy-ass game is that?
I wanna play masks.
It's easy...
We just have to put on masks
and talk dirty, sexy talk.
If you do it,
I'll give you five whole bucks.
Aurelie, come here, please!
Jim:
Faster, please, young lady.Who is that boy?
Tell him to go home.
I don't like the look of him.
Dad, I don't have any friends.
It's not like I can
pick and choose.
Your mom needs help
with the laundry.
Why don't you go do it?
I've got homework.
You see this?
That's the tiniest record-player
in the world playing,
Jim:
Get on.You know, we should use
this time to talk to each other.
Get to know each other better.
Okay.
I've got to get Dad
to give me that 60 bucks.
I've got to ask him when
he's in a really good mood.
Aurelie, you don't get it.
It's not gonna help,
we're poor.
No, we're not.
Dad was an Air Force officer!
He was enlisted.
And his scholarship doesn't
kick in if he doesn't swim!
So, don't tell me
we have all this extra money!
Here, hang up these underwear.
It's got holes!
- Aurelie!
Underwear
does not grow on trees!
Sure, I'd buy new underwear
if I could...
But I can't.
All over the world, there are
millions of working class poor.
And that's what we are, poor!
And I'm proud of it!
Now, pick up
that poor woman's underwear!
Pick them up.
Why can't you pick up
your own horrible underwear?
Jim, your daughter just said
that my underwear are horrible.
That is not good
for my self-esteem!
Since when is she my daughter
all of a sudden?
Dad, Mom is a nightmare!
A horrible,
low-class nightmare!
Why can't you be loyal to me.
She's gonna go off to college!
I will be the one here
when you're old and feeble.
I just wanna eat some meat.
The meat is ready.
Dinner is served.
I was watching
World Wide Wrestling
very peacefully just moments ago.
Here.
This dinner does not give me
a warm feeling.
Do you think
it gives me a warm feeling?
Jim, we need help.
I saw an ad on the bulletin
board at work, it said,
"Free therapy
for troubled families."
From an ad on a board?
We'll end up
with a serial killer.
Jim, serial killers
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