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You never signed
the divorce papers.
Oh, jeez.
I thought i mailed
those back in.
- Yeah, no.
- Oh, maybe i uh,
ripped them up
into little pieces
and threw 'em
into the fireplace.
I forget.
[Carson]
I have to talk to you!
I know you can see me!
I'm tired.
What do you need,
mr. Phillips?
I already told you i can't force
the english teachers to pass out
the chronicle or any
other biased publication.
I have absolutely
have no inquiries or requests
about the chronicle.
Uh, god!
I...
i want to start
[Laughs]
Why-why...
why are you laughing?
Okay, fine.
You can start your
literary magazine or you know,
you can start
a hunting magazine
for all i care,
but...
you're gonna have to find
your own funding because...
the school is broke.
I'd also like to announce it
at the assembly this week.
- [Laughs]
- It'll take three seconds.
Fine. If for nothing else
than my own amusement.
Great. Great.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Hey! Break it up!
Not on my campus!
There's a motel 6
down the street!
[Screams]
I got ya! I got ya! I got ya!
Yep, that's it.
Yep, it's just papers.
Signature
doesn't change anything.
[Exhales heavily]
Okay. Yeah,
thanks, sheryl.
For what's it's worth,
i'm sorry.
I'm sorry i'm not the man
you wanted me to be.
- Yeah. Me, too.
- Yeah. Me, too.
Okay.
Oh, please.
Please, please.
Okay. I'll see ya.
Okay. I'll see ya.
[Sheryl]
There's so much stress
in my life.
It's a miracle
i'm able to function
as well as i do.
But does anybody care?
Does anybody...
does my son
see how much i struggle
every single day?
- Well, i don't envy you.
- Thank you, dr. Wheeler.
You're the only person
who understands my situation.
He's becoming more and more
He's rude, sarcastic.
He makes
a joke at my expense
whenever he can.
And all he talks about
is leaving for college one day.
Everybody abandons me
If i had a goldfish...
he would probably
abandon you as well.
- But you don't have a goldfish.
No, i don't,
thank god.
Well, the thing
about goldfish is
they're in that bowl,
they can't get out.
- It would find a way.
- [Laughing]
That's pretty
extreme thinking.
- Um, let me ask you this.
- Yes.
- Is he on antidepressants?
- No.
Well, in all honesty,
i think all teenagers
need them
whether they're
depressed or not.
You know, teenagers
are so full of hormones.
They don't know
what the hell they want.
All they're thinking
about is rubbing against
a pillow or a cushion
or another teenager.
You know, so.
I can't believe how you're
making me feel so much better.
And i think if he had
something to ground him,
uh, he wouldn't be
so eager to fly away.
You need to be
on antidepressants.
No way.
You're medicated enough
for the both of us.
Aren't you depressed?
Currently, while having
this conversation? Yeah.
Everyone gets depressed.
It's an emotion.
People turn to pills.
Before they turn
Well, sometimes
it's the only solution.
You're depressing me right now.
Are you saying that
i'm gonna take a pill
and then you're gonna disappear?
That was uncalled for.
And so are
most prescription drugs.
We are living in
a medicated society.
We start
drugging kids with a.d.d.,
which they all have,
and then it
doesn't stop till death.
You were on
add medication as a kid,
and you turned out
somewhat decent.
No, i wasn't.
I hid it in your food.
I thought i was
just really calm and
mature for my age.
Nope, you were drugged.
When your father and i
started our divorce,
you started
asking so many questions,
we found it easier
to roofie you than answer you.
Well, it isn't dinner
unless some form of
my childhood foundation
is shattered.
[Groans]
- I need money.
- I give you an allowance.
I need more money.
$300.
I want to start
a literary magazine at school,
and i need money to print
No.
Why not?
I know you're rolling in it.
Grandpa died
and left us everything.
Wrong.
He left me everything.
You, his car.
- Key word, college.
Okay. If i start
taking antidepressants,
will you give me the money
to start my literary magazine?
Deal.
Pass me the salt.
Hello,
future farmers and inmates.
the clover high chronicle
here with some
very exciting news.
This year,
for the first time ever,
clover high
will release its first
literary magazine.
Whoo! Awesome!
[Scattered applause]
Now, i know most of you
can't read let alone write,
but for all
please submit
any original work
to the box outside
the journalism classroom
and it will be published.
Poems.
Short stories.
Hit lists.
Anything.
Okay. Thank you.
God bless.
Whoo!
Carson!
Okay, assembly dismissed.
Return to your homerooms.
And hey!
Say hello to someone
you don't know today.
I am so excited
for homecoming tonight.
Our float
is gonna be flawless.
Whoo!
- [Sighs]
- Oh... no.
Shiterary magazine.
God.
Typical. I mean,
i can't even run
a school newspaper.
I don't know why
a literary magazine.
[Sighs]
- Oh...
- personal space, malerie.
Okay.
Just don't be
too hard on yourself.
If you can get
nicholas forbes
and scott thomas
to join the chronicle,
then i think
you can do anything.
I'm blackmailing them.
I caught them
playing lewis and clark
in the boy's bathroom.
- Don't ask.
a lot of that
going on right now.
and coach colin
bonking...
each other...
in the boy's locker room.
I just go in there
to think sometimes.
Coach colin walker?
I thought she was
dating justin walker.
Oh, that must be awkward.
Too bad they aren't writers.
If they had work
in the magazine,
then everybody
would want to have work
in the literary magazine.
It would sell out for sure.
You know, it just
makes you think though.
Everybody
has something to hide...
even claire mathews.
Ha!
Yeah.
Yeah,
i guess you're right.
Not a problem,
mrs. Phillips.
Ms. Ms. Ms.
What?
Why are you looking at me
like i just told you
i used to be a man?
This is for carson phillips?
Yeah,
that's my son.
Why does he need
antidepressants?
I don't think that's
any of your business, april.
- Forgive me, miss phillips...
- you know what, call me sheryl.
Just simple sheryl.
I think i may be
engaged to your ex-husband.
Neal phillips?
Wait! Miss phillips?
Sheryl?!
[Door opens, closes]
Hi.
Hi.
How was work?
Not good.
I'm sorry,
but there's only
so many times
i can say i'm sorry.
But i want you to realize
that all of that was a really
dark period for me.
Um, so...
for not wanting to
carry it with me?
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