To Sir, with Love II Page #3

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Everybody. | You?

Yeah. Me. Everybody.

It don't make him nobody. | Everybody's somebody.

Maybe he's got better things to do | than fighting a bunch of idiots.

The only nobody is people that beat | up on people that ain't fighting back.

Does this b*tch ever make any sense | in her whole life?

That's it. Let's get out of here. | We'll pick this up tomorrow.

Just a minute. | Yeah, what?

Go to the nurse | and have that looked at.

Stay out of my brother's face, | man. Is that hard?

At the moment it is. | You listen to me, okay?

I been listening to you | since you got here.

I understand this deep, caring line | of crap that you're handing us.

I ain't buying that. | Neither's my brother.

The sooner you figure that out, | less chance you got of getting hurt.

Let's go. I told you | they was going to let me go.

You wanted to see me? | You heard about the gang incident.

An atrocity on one side has to be | answered by an atrocity on the other.

Who was involved? | Wilsie and his brother Arch.

They're in your class. I've got | to get an experienced teacher.

Experienced? I have 28 years! | In London, and you're retired.

I need to get somebody in there | who knows what these kids are like.

Someone who's made up his mind | without meeting them?

It's not experience. It's prejudice. | You know me better than that.

The minute those kids were put in | H Section, their futures were closed.

That's prejudice.

They don't look bright and shiny | like winners, so you let them lose.

That's prejudice!

I'm trying to open up their minds, | Horace,

but what good is that | if your mind is already closed?

The battle was against segregation | at restaurants in the South.

The principle those people used | was called " passive resistance. "

When people poured coffee and mustard | and ketchup on them, they just sat.

Sometimes not fighting back | can be a powerful answer.

I would have clocked them. | It's dumb letting people do that.

They won.

If Stan don't want to fight back, | he don't have to.

Is that it? Possessive whatever? | Passive resistance.

I just don't want to...

Yeah. It is. That's what it is.

Mr. Cameli seems to have | a pretty good sense of who he is.

What about you, Mr. Davanon?

I don't have to. | Everybody knows who I am.

You are someone everybody knows? | Damn straight.

Are you listening to yourself? Are | any of you listening to yourselves?

" Everybody knows who I am. " " I'm the | hottest thing here. " " I'm the man. "

You all talk about who you are

like it's easy, like all you got | to do is look in the mirror.

It's hard to know who you are. | Is that what you're saying?

The only honest one is Stan.

Everybody is pretending | to be something. They're scared.

What of? | Everything.

Being nothing. Graduating. | Then what are they gonna do?

I'm home free.

My mom is an actress... | What's she in? Cats?

Les Miserables? | She's touring.

Being an actress is making yourself | somebody you're not.

She says that we do it all the time.

I wrote a poem about what we were | talking about. I'd like to read it.

Yes, I would like very much to hear it.

I'm new at this, but you, Mom | Have got the art down to a science

Being what you're not

Was it fun when you started?

Maybe you could get a part | Where you play a mother, Mom

Lik e Rebecca plays the tramp | And Danny plays at being Danny

It is fun, isn't it? | Being what you're not?

Except in the morning sometimes

Or late at night when the room is | Empty except for myself

And it's time to stop pretending

There's no one to fool | In an empty room

I can be me in an empty room

What's the matter, Evie? | You're someone else your whole life

Try being Evie in an empty room

Did you forget | Or didn't you ever know?

Hi. | Hi. I heard your students talking.

What did you do today?

Evie Hillis read a poem she wrote. | Amazing, really. Let me help you.

Thank you. Evie's very talented.

Why is she in Section H? | She worked her way down.

It's a pity. I tried to get her | to write for the school paper.

I gotta go.

How are you doing, Mr. T? | Hell of a class we had today.

Yes, it was.

What did I tell you about | staying out of my business?

What is your problem, brother?

What you've got under your jacket. | What might that be?

I assume it's something you can't get | past the metal detector at the door.

My guess, it's a gun. | Say it is, what are you gonna do?

Take it away from me? | No. You're going to give it to me.

Either I got a gun or I don't, which | means you're either wrong or crazy.

Let me explain it to you. I'm aware | you don't like me very much.

But I assume that's nothing personal.

I don't know what problems make you | think you need a gun in this school.

Whatever those problems are, | they've got nothing to do with me.

Nothing at all. | You don't want to shoot me.

I wasn't thinking about it, | but it's changing fast.

Let's think about that a little.

If you just look at the two of us, | you'll see I'm not going to move.

Now... think about where we are. | Right above the police in the lobby.

If you shot me, you wouldn't make it | out of this room.

I don't think you want to throw | your life away on account of me.

Got it all figured out, don't you, man? | You know I do, son.

Now, give me the gun.

Then what?

I turn the gun in. | Either way, I'm cooked.

I'll turn the gun in, not you. | They'll ask where you got it.

You let me figure that out.

There's a lot of people looking to waste | me. You just made it damn easy for them.

Tommie's waiting for us. | Come on.

You got the piece, didn't you? | Let's go.

He's got a piece.

In the second-floor washroom, | I found... this.

You found it? | That's right.

Look, if you took that off some kid, | we need to know who that kid is.

I found it. Are you the person | I turn it over to or not?

Thank you.

Listen to me, man, I thought | someone was gonna get hurt or killed,

maybe shot or something.

But nobody even got hurt. | Nothing happened.

Are you lost, sir? | No, not at all.

Maybe you can help me. | The Douglases used to live here.

They've been gone | a long time. A long time.

Whether we make it or not,

whether we continue to exist | or stop existing.

The question before us is,

what do we need in order | to survive in a country like this?

A job. | Connections.

Guts. | You gotta be smart.

You mean, get an education? | Not in this sorry-ass school.

You don't think you can?

You can get education from | books, but it don't count.

Why doesn't that count? | They're not giving us jobs anyway.

Read the papers. There ain't gonna be welfare | much longer. What are you gonna do then?

My mama don't get welfare. | Relax. Hold it. Relax.

Let me ask you a question, | Mr. Carrouthers.

Does your mother have an education? | Leave my family out of this.

My mama got two jobs | and she works her ass off!

And she survives.

All of us are here because | our mothers or fathers or someone

figured out some way to survive.

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