Bang Bang You're Dead

Welcome to the nightmare.

- Hey Trevor,Let's take a peak in the backpack. - You have probable cause? - Yeah your reputation. - Now let's see the backpack.

- Hey, Trashcan! - Oh look who!The mad bomber.

- You blow up any schools lately? - Thanks to you, we have to going through an X-ray every morning. - If I were you trashcan... - I wouldn't be caught in the men's room.

- Oh, oh. Excuse me. - Later, dork...

Congratulation

You're the first casualty of zero tolerance.

Okay, everyone, listen up! I said, listen up.

Any suspicion of violence

physical or verbal

Will result in immediate suspension

or expulsion.That is zero tolerance!

All rights. Come on, move on through.

Mr Adams, let's talk in my office before homeroom?

Morning, Trevor.

- How was your summer? - Oh, just wonderful.

Trevor, put the camera away,please.

Uh, what made it wonderful?

Well,between counseling

and having to repeat my courses in summer school.

It's a toss-up.

You know Trevor,

a lot of parents called for your expulsion

But, Mr. Olson and others

supported your reinstatement.

If you would be so kind as to provide me with a list of their names.

I'd like to send them tank you cards.

Why are you here, Trevor?

Well,my parents pay taxes which entitles them to

one free public education.

I'd like to continue anger management with you

But it's your call.

you know,maybe i can

help you through the...?

Say hey to him.

- Hell, no, man.He might blow me up. - He's one of us, man.

He's too cool.

We are going to start with a broad survey of american literature.

Hawthorne, Poe, Twain, and James. Pass these back.

Mr. Adams?

"Poe, Twain, James,... Mr Adams."

I doubt what you're listening to

is going to help you on the sats, Mr. Adams..

- Climb the pyramids,Mr. D? - Almost pulled my calf muscle halfway up, man.

- You should have gone for it, Mr. D. Isn't it just a staircase? - Yeah, and each stair is 1.80 meters hight.

Ho! That's what I said: "Ho."

Hey, Trevor,wait up!

- Hey.Good to see you again. - How's it going? Summer school, bummer school, heh?

Listen, they screw up your schedule? I got you in my video class, but not in drama.

- Yeah, I'm done with theater. - Oh. If you change your mind there's always the drama club, right?

How's the "mad bomber"?

Come on,you know better, it's just fit.

Oh, yeah, I remember when I went through that the teenage terrorist phase.

- Downloading the terrorist cookbook. making bombs, trying to blow up my school - There was no real bomb

- Yeah, the only thing it didn't has was an explosive. - Well, he made a mistake. He needs a second chance.

- I look in that kid's eyes. I swear I can hear him tick. - Where's your ring?

The engagement's off.

Oh!Oh, it's off. Ah. Well, I'm,I'm sorry.

Don't drown in your crocodile tears.

- Oh, excuse me? You can't just sit where you want. - Why not?

Who are you with? "With"?

- You have to be a varsity or a cheerleader to sit at this table. - Or know everybody.

That table's for the druggies, stoners, deadheads, burnouts, and the hippies.

That one... preppies. Then you have the skateboarders and skateboard chicks.

The nerds and techies. Up against the wall,the wiggers,hip hoppers, rednecks, goths

and all manner of freaks,troublemakers, losers, sluts, gays, floaters

- and the trogs. - "Trogs"?

Troglodytes? Freakiest of the freaks!

Where do you sit if you just want to have lunch?

- Hey,I'm Brad,Do you want to sit with me? - No, thanks.

- Hey,Good going last year. - For what?

For standing up to them.

- You want to sit with us? - No, thanks.

That's cool, man.

- I got this play off the internet. I really like this play. - I really want to do this play.

- I want you to play the main character. - You're joking? - I'm not joking.

I'm not getting up in front of these people. Why not? To give them another reason to trash me?

- Will you at least read the play? - I don't see the point.

- Hey,uh,What did you want to see me for? - Hi, Jenny, um,Jenny, Trevor. Trevor, Jenny. - Hi!

Jenny just moved here from California. Saw her at some regionals last year... Awesome, awesome Julliet.

She'll be reading Katie, the female lead.

- Well,maybe it wouldn't hurt to read it. - Yeah

Well, I'm on lunch duty. Let me know what you think. See you.

- Mind if I sit here? - Lots of room.

So,I was just given an education on the pecking order here.

So, what's your classification on the hierarchy?

- Pariah. - So, how did you get to be a pariah?

Well, you got to make up your mind and persevere.

- Congratulation! - Thank you so much.

- Well, you get the whole table to yourself. - Pariahs have their perks.

So, you want to read the play together after school?

Your video must be no longer than ten minutes. It must have a beginning,a middle and an end and

it is due in three weeks. Ah-ah, if you start now you'll have plenty of time.

Remember, I want you to give free rein to your imagination. Explore a fantasy, whatever that means to you. Go outside the box.

Let the camera become an extension of your mind. Boys, be nice to the girls And vice versa.

- ok,why not? - This year's going to be hard enough. - ok.

but, um, Trevor, Why don't you decide who you are before someone else does?

- You should be more careful about the company you keep. - Pardon me?

- That guy you ate lunch with, nobody goes near him. - Break it off, if you know what's good for you. - If you want any friends in this school.

What that guy knows can kill you.

- I don't get Josh at all. - What do you mean,like killing kids?

- No, I get that part. I just don't know how you can kill the girl that you love. - Well, but didn't he feel betrayed by her? - Yeah. Sure.

Well, have you ever felt like that?

- Do you know anything about me? - Well, kids say some stuff.

- What stuff? - Some crazy stuff about you threatening to explode the football team.

It's true.

- How did you get to that place? - Ever been low? - Like depressed?

Well,I mean,sometimes, But, I mean, I don't think about exploding football teams.

Jenny, I don't mean depressed like your dog died.

I mean where you feel that you have got nothing to lose.

Where you don't Where you don't care if you live or die that kind of depressed. You ever been there?

- No. - Okay, well, I have.

It seem like you've done your homework for the play.

I don't think you're going to get into the cool cliques if you're seen hanging out with me.

Well, then, maybe we should make our own clique.

- Hello, Mr. D. - Hey, Trevor.

- She's a trip. - That she is.

Uh, so, I was thinking,I'd like to, I'd like to give the play a shot.

- Really? Gosh, Trevor, hum - Yeah.

You know, I wish you got a hold of me sooner, because, um, you see,

I already cast someone.

Can I help you?

I wonder how much business I'm losing because of you. Work in the back.

- Trevor?How was your day? - Uh, video class was cool.

And?

And people stared. They went through my bag twice. Somebody went through my locker.

- Well, you got to pay the price. - I think it'll just take time before people will trust you again.

- They want me to do a play. - Trevor, that's great.

- Yeah, but rehearsals are after school. - Woah,woah,I need you at the cleaners after school.That's my busy time.

- Well, maybe I could fill in for Trevor. - How can you do that?

- I don't know. I can juggle my schedule at the bank. - We'd have to eat even later?

Forget it. Okay?

- He has got to get back into the swing of things. - So, he does a play and gets out of his punishment.

This is what it would look like if I put my head in the stove.

Just for future reference, it might be kind of cool.

I mean, my highs compared to my lows are One in a million.

I mean,that's not true. I mean, that's an exaggeration. More like, you know,one in, like, 500.

Hey, Trevor. Let's have a look in that backpack.

Get that thing out of my face. Get out of here.

You're a troublemaker. Get out of here!

Every time you see me if you're not singing "Jingle Bells", you're going to be hurt.

You're going to be hurt, You're going to be hurt, Move on. Move on.

I'll settle the score. Hell, becoming a martyr,you know.

Going down and teaching these bastards a lesson. I can definitely wrap my head around it.

- And this? - That was the time I ran away from home.

- Ah, peace corps?Save the world? - Actually, the world save me.

- This? - Oh, a little play I did off-off Broadway. One reviewer commented

that I perform it off-off-off-off-off Broadway.

- And that? - One-man show in Seattle. Reviews like my mother wrote them. So, they got a star took it to New-York. They all made a lot of money.

More wine?

- You know, you're the hot topic in the teachers' lounge. - Is that right?

They all wonder why you've cast the "mad bomber" as a cold-blooded murderer in Bang bang you're dead meat.

Bang bang,bang bang you're dead, and I don't think calling him the "mad bomber" is that helpful. If you could have known Trevor before all this.

- he's the kind of kid you got into teaching for. - Said Don Quixote.

- He's the most honest kid I've ever worked with. - Honest?Are we talking about the same kid?

It's garlic bread flambe my speciality.

All right, let's jump in. Josh,deceased

up on stage, please. Uh, what we're going to do here is we're not going to worry about the words.

We're just going to get into the rhythm starting with Josh. It's okay to be nervous.And...

Who's there?

- So, I'm in jail and these are the kids that I killed earlier today? - Correct.

- So, obviously, the play takes place in my head. - The five deceased are figments of your imagination.

- If they're in my head, why am I talking to them? - Ah.

- So,the whole play is in my head. - Ah.

- So I'm obviously wrestling with my conscience. - Ah.

Why would I conjure them up if I know they're only going to torment me?

Hey, let's hear it. Jingle bells, jingle bells,jin...

So, uh, let's talk about your triggers, you know,things that set you off.

By recognizing the trigger you can stop it before it gets you into trouble. So, come on

tell me something that really ticks you off.

- That's hard. - Mm-hmm, I know, I know.Just

cause, uh

I just love... everyone.

This isn't going to work unless you open up, okay?

- Open up so you can use it against me? - If you don't want to talk then you can use this time to study.

- "...make them squirm. It's killing me not to tell." - Okay,so,just tell

- You got it? - No.Uh, pizza after school.

- Are you ready? - Yeah. - What are you doing?

I don't think I want the camera on anymore. We have work to do. Come on.Come on.

- Josh, there's no way we're buying you a rifle. - Mom, will you listen to me?

- First you had to have a pc then every video games ever made and a laptop? - For school, dad.

- You wanted to see me? - Yes, Val,have a seat.

Hello, I understand you're doing some kind of play about a kid who commits a mass murder.

I will pull my boy out of school.

Mrs. Meyers my daughter tells me she's in a play called "Bang bang you're dead". I can't fathom why you would

Hi, this is police chief Bud McGee. I'm calling to inquire about a rumor of a play at your school about a kid killer.

- I get the point. - There's much more,much more and none of it good.

- Have you even read it? - I don't need to. The title alone could spark the powder keg that we're sitting on

- This play's had thousands of productions. - When a school installs an $ 11,000 metal detector at his front door

- it can't turn around and do a play called Bang bang you die. - Bang bang you're dead.

What would you suggest? Maybe we should do Romeo and Juliet, Two teenagers commit suicide?

Touche, Val.Let's find some more suitable entertainement.

You don't really mean that.

- Hey.We're rehearsing. - Sorry, guys.We're signed up for this room at 4:00.

- Yeah, well, it's not time,so shut the door. - You got three minutes.

Make it five.You interrupted us.

For school, dad. Um... the newest style of nikes every three months.

Let's just rehearse someplace else.

I don't know what your problem is, dude but you don't scare me.