Permanent Page #9
It's a new life for me...
Fish...
in the sea...
You know how I feel...
Rivers running free...
You know how I feel...
Blossoms...
on the trees...
You know how I feel...
It's a new dawn.
It's a new day.
It's a new life for me.
And I'm feeling good.
And this old world
is a new world,
and a bold world for me.
(Aurelia screams)
And now Mrs. Florence Jacks...
I shall now read the winners.
My decision is irrevocable.
You're lucky I don't wanna
mess up my hair right now.
Or I'd beat you up some more.
Mrs. Jacks:
Third place...Petey McMichaels, 25 dollars!
Second place...
Kelly Keester, 50 dollars!
Miss Kelly Keester,
50 dollars,
United States Savings Bond!
Kelly Keester!
Second place is very good.
First place with
complete originality
like Mark Twain...
Lydia Johnson!
(Aurelie)
Yes! Yes, yes, yes!
(applause)
75 dollars!
Yeah, louder! Come on!
Yes, yes, yes, Lydia!
Aurelie:
Yes, Lydia!Thank you!
This is the end of our assembly!
Aurelie:
Yes! (cheers)Lydia, you did it!
I can't believe it's 75 bucks!
You think
I'm gonna give you my money?
- No.
- See, you don't know me.
I'll let you have some.
Go fix your hair
if you hate yourself,
and you're so desperate.
I don't care
about my hair anymore.
You keep it.
You earned it!
What are you doing?
Aurelie:
What are you doing?I don't care
what the honkies are gonna say!
Yeah!
Those honkies can kiss my ass!
(both laughing)
You look beautiful.
(sound of hair dryer)
You don't have
hair like that.
You'll never have
hair like that.
Maybe you're good-looking...
and maybe you're not.
But you're still alive.
(Aurelie and Jeanne cheering)
Jeanne:
You can do it!- Yes! Come on!
- (Jeanne screams)
You can do it, Jim!
- Aurelie:
Come on, Dad, jump!- Yes, yes!
(women continue screaming)
Come on, Dad, dump it!
Throw it away!
Come on, Dad!
(both screaming and cheering)
(Jim screaming)
(gasps)
Jeanne:
You did it!Look at your beautiful
bald head!
You look like a dolphin.
(chuckling)
Jeanne:
Oh!(all laughing)
Jeanne:
Come on, flipper.(all cheering)
Aurelie:
We did it!Aurelie:
I love you guys.(whales calling)
(music playing)
(whale calls)
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