Pump Up the Volume Page #8

My favorite person

and yours, too, I know.

Hi, Arthur,

thanks for coming out.

Well, thank you for coming out.

Imagine,

a f***ing political hack...

being in charge

of free speech in America.

I'll bet Watts was the guy

who took names in high school...

when the teacher was absent.

This is the problem

with free speech.

Would you cut that thing,

please?

He's the kind of phony

in politics who wears a wig.

Would you just turn

the damn thing off?

Christ.

He's obviously moving.

Just pull over

everything on wheels.

Welcome to Radio Free America.

America's ready, I'm ready.

I want a million voices

crying out in the wilderness.

Jesus, let's get serious.

Hello. Hello, anyone.

This is Arthur Watts.

I am under siege.

Maybe Mr. Watts

can shed some light...

on the mysterious disappearances

of some of our students.

Luis Chavez, age fifteen...

legally kicked out

on September 26.

Arthur Washington, age sixteen,

expelled on September 27.

Hector Garcia...

So what does this prove?

Not everyone goes to college.

Right.

I think you should be

aware of something.

After the school received

the money from the government...

for every enrolled student...

Mrs. Creswood

would then proceed...

to weed out those

she felt were undesirable.

Nonsense. She doesn't know

what she's talking about.

ln the first week of school...

you flagged all the names

with low S.A.T. scores...

and started files on them. Why?

What are you doing

with school property?

She asked you why.

For extra tutoring?

You expelled

over twenty students...

in the first thirty days

of school.

And how many others did you

harass into dropping out?

And you kept the expelled

students' names on the rolls.

That's illegal.

The money went to the school.

It's all for the good

of the school.

Those kids had rights.

They were losers.

- Troublemakers.

- They're just kids.

I don't regret my policy.

It's criminal,

and I'm suspending you.

You can't do that.

I think I just did.

Please get some help.

Just drive over them.

Oh, jeez, my harmonizer.

Forget it.

Hold on.

I gotta get us out of here.

I needed that

to disguise my voice.

Give me a minute.

Maybe we can fix it.

Jesus.

Look at this.

F*** it.

I'm going on without that thing.

No. I think I've got it.

OK.

This is really me now.

No more hiding.

Listen.

We're all worried.

We're all in pain.

That just comes with

having eyes, with having ears.

But just remember one thing.

lt can't get any worse.

lt can only get better.

I mean,

high school is the bottom.

Being a teenager sucks,

but that's the point.

Surviving it is the whole point.

Quitting is not

going to make you strong.

Living will, so just hang on

and hang in there.

I know all about

the hating and the sneering.

I'm a member of the

"Why bother?" generation myself.

But why did I bother

to come out here tonight?

And why did you?

I mean, it's time.

lt begins with us--

not with politicians...

the experts, or the teachers,

but with us--

with you and with me--

the ones who need it most.

I believe with everything

that's in me...

that the whole world

is longing for a healing.

Even the trees...

and the Earth itself

are crying out for it.

You can hear it everywhere.

It's the same kind of healing

I desperately needed, and...

finally feel has begun...

with you.

Everyone listen up!

It's not over yet.

This is just the beginning...

but it's up to you.

I'm calling for every kid

to seize the air.

Steal it. lt belongs to you.

Speak out.

They can't stop you.

Find your voice and use it.

Keep this thing going.

Pick a name.

Go on the air.

It's your life.

Take charge of it. Do it.

Try it, try anything.

Spill your guts out.

Say sh*t and f***

a million times...

if you want to, but you decide.

Fill the air.

Steal it.

Keep the air alive!

We're behind you all the way,

Harry.

You talked to me, man.

You really talked to me.

You're the one, man.

We believe in you, Harry.

Stay tough, man.

You did great.

Forget it, man.

We believe in you, Harry.

We're with you, man.

We're with you all the way.

Talk hard!

Hi, everybody, this is Amy

at 97 FM in Springfield...

and my show is Radioactive.

Can anyone out there hear me?

This is Ethan from L.A.,

and I'm here...

Are you running in the streets?

Call the real runaway hotline...

K.C.A.T.,

Los Gatos, California...

This is "I am, are you?"

Hi, you're on the air...

Turn on the truth.

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