Teaching Mrs. Tingle Page #6

you have no one to blame but yourself.

Always the Salem witch

completely innocent, wrongly accused.

ironic, isn't it?

You still don't know what that word means.

Metaphoric, yes.

Symbolic, maybe.

But there's no irony involved.

would you please look that word up?

Oh, I am on to you, Mrs. Tingle. you're over.

you're trying to take as many

people with you as you can,

but I am not scared of you.

Who do you think you're fooling?

you're so scared, I can smell it.

Your fear is the most predictable

thing about you.

You've lived your whole life in fear

terrified of making a mistake;

scared to death you won't get that A,

that scholarship, that ticket out,

afraid you'll never escape

your mother and her name tag,

or your father who won't return your calls.

That's why you've shunned Luke...

and every other boy who's ever

tried to lay his hands on you.

You're afraid of getting that bad seed,

afraid of giving birth

to a child you never wanted,

a child you could only blame for

your own wretched existence

stuck in a small town with a small life,

destined to become that very thing

you despise the most.

I know all about it, Leigh Ann.

I wrote the book.

I know you.

Hey. I found Tingle's grade book.

What's wrong with you?

Oh, God. I've wanted this.

I've dreamt about this, exactly this.

Yeah? Don't ruin it.

Mrs. Tingle's grade book.

it has all the history grades.

What you get? I already know. I got a B

We can fix that. No, I can't do that.

You have your history teacher

tied to a bed. Yes, you can.

But it won't fix anything.

Trudie Tucker got an A.

She'll still be valedictorian.

Then we'll change her grade too.

No,... It's not right.

What's right anymore?

I'm gonna burn in hell for this.

it'll be a party.

So what do you think happened to Jo Lynn?

I'll find out.

I'll be back right after school,

and I'll pick up the pictures.

Yeah. Okay.

Listen. about last night

Hey, I know. it was just a one time,

animal thing...

brought about by an intensely

masochistic situation.

And it was a lot of fun.

Yeah. Yeah, it was.

Now, Josephine was just a little slit bag whore...

who was leaving her panties all over town.

And Napoleon was a short, little a**hole...

who was killing people 'cause

they were taller than he was...

while Josephine was home

gang banging the townies.

Brian.

And Napoleon had no idea. I mean,

the poor guy was just completely clueless.

He was off conquering countries

just as fast as he could

'cause he wanted to get back to her...

because he truly loved the hussy.

Yeah. Okay, that's all the review for today.

Now, Mrs. Tingle gave me her grade

book, so I have all your project grades.

I'm going to post the on the back.

Jo. Hey, Miss Banks?

Yes, Roger Jo.

Jo, wait up. Oh, yeah.

I got a C? Yeah. A what?

A B?

Miss Banks Yes, Trudie.

There must be some mistake. I got a B.

Well, no. I got it right out of the grade book.

Does this look like a B to you?

Well, I what? I I don't know

I have never gotten a B in my life.

I am an A student.

I'm the best student in this school.

Okay, Trudie, just calm down.

This isn't a B. This is an A+. it's an A+

Okay, Trudie, just stop that now A B?

I don't think so.

Just move!

Leigh Ann. There you are.

Yes, Miss Banks?

I've been looking all over the place for you.

Why? Well, it's about your history grade.

Apparently Mrs. Tingle's grade book was stolen.

What?

It turned up in Miss Gold's office.

Some of the grades were

altered; yours was one of them.

That's impossible.

No. I just spoke to Mrs. Tingle.

What? You just talked to Mrs. Tingle?

Yeah.

Leigh Ann

Jo.

Jo, look. We need to talk.

Did you call over here and pretend to be Tingle?

Did you? Did I what?

Did you speak to Miss Banks

about the grade book?

I don't know what you're talking

about. I don't know what Tingle told

Look me in the eye and tell me that

you didn't sleep with Luke.

Where did you hear that?

Did Tingle say something?

Wrong answer, Leigh Ann.

Yes... I did sleep with him.

Jo, I'm so sorry.

I didn't

I didn't think that I knew, but

I just listened to that little voice, like you said.

You pretend to be so innocent, but

in reality you'll do anything to win.

you're worse than Tingle.

you're a Tingle in sheep's clothing.

Look, Jo. Listen. I think

Tingle's free, and I need your help.

Why don't you take

your passive aggressive sh*t

and go manipulate like's ass.

I'm tired.

Luke.

Mrs. Tingle?

Sh*t. Luke.

Luke. Luke.

Mr. Potter, please.

Yes, it's about the grade book.

Good afternoon, Miss Watson.

Mrs. Tingle. How long have you

been on the loose?

Oh, catch up, Leigh Ann. We're way past that.

Then why haven't you called the police?

I just called Mr. Potter. He's on his way.

I caught one of my best students

cheating, and she and her lover...

stormed my house in anger

and tried to attack me.

No, I won't go along with that.

I think you will.

You won't kill me.

Oh, no.

What I have planned for you

is a fate worse than death.

You'll wear that name tag so well.

That's all you care about, isn't it?

You just want to see me fail.

it's your destiny.

Haven't you learned by now

that history always repeats itself?

No. I won't go along with that. I won't do it.

Yes, you will.

I'll be Tingle's alibi.

I'll tell how you orchestrated the

whole thing. I've got the pictures.

The black mail table turns.

I'm not going down with you, Leigh

Ann. You can ruin your life,

but you are not gonna ruin mine.

I thought you were my friend.

Your move.

Don't tell me I can't act.

You won't shoot me. No?

No.

Run

Luke

Leigh! Leigh! Luke!

Leave her alone

Okay, Miss Watson. Leave her alone

is she dead?

Trudie.

Oh, my God.

You killed her, Mrs. Tingle.

I didn't mean to.

Sh*t.

Oh, good Lord. What happened? Holy sh*t.

Tell him what happened.

Tell him you shot her.

Yes, I I shot her. I didn't mean to.

I thought it was you.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I just... wanted you... to learn.

No.

You wanted me to fail.

Yes.

Yes, I wanted you to fail.

Now she's dead, and I've killed her.

A B?

Oh, Jesus. I don't think so.

Well, not exactly.

You knew?

Cool.

Well, I'm calling the police.

Mrs. Tingle,

I have wanted to say this

to you for 20 years... you're fired.

Now, that's ironic.

Well done, Miss Watson.

And now it is with great pleasure

that I introduce...

this year's recipient of the Board of

Excellence scholarship

Miss Leigh Ann Watson.

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