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Can I see the sign-in sheet, please? Thank you.
M'am you need to sign it right here.
- Can I use the phone? - Sure, go ahead
Hello?
I'm gonna do this alone aren't I?
- How could you not be here? - I don't need to be there
I don't need to watch
But...
I packed all his things for you.
What?
- Why would you do that Ana? I don't... - I can't just throw them away.
Nothings gonna change
Nothings gonna change This isn't gonna bring him back
None of this will bring him back, Ana You know it's... I'm hanging up now okay?
Ana?
- Noun - Electricity
- Color - Black
Adverb.
Mom, do I have to go again?
Yeah we do.
Why?
Remember when we used to go to the zoo together?
- Yeah. We're going to the zoo now? - No, Honey
You know, the uh... Remember those big gorillas
how they'd play behind the glass and make faces at us? And make us laugh?
- Remember that? - That was fun.
But they had to stay in the cage right?
These people might forget, they might think... oh, you
know: He's okay, he's a nice animal. He just wants to play
And they would let 'im out and terrible things would happen
Really?
They're meant an animal, Jesse. To make sure people won't forget that.
He's a monster and I have to make sure people won't forget
Okay.
Can we stop this time? Please can we stop?
Yeah, absolutely
I think I'm gonna stay here
Okay fine, I'm gonna get out
Lock-It-Up mini-storage
Yeah, it's him.
No.
No, after thirty days you gotta pay in cash
Hear that? That's your customer.
- What's going on? - Take a guess.
I thought, I might need another week. Okay?
Look, let me make it real simple for you. If you don't pay you can't play
You have until tonight's game to pay up. Then it's over
- What's that supposed to mean? - Use your imagination! Over.
Chuck, come on man. What if I...?
Hang on, hang on.
All right, have fun
Remember you can look, can't touch Place a bid, place a bid on everything
Start at 50 bucks -55 -60
85. All right, you're the winner Fill out at the top, please.
Okay, here it is
- That's all of it? - That's it.
250? - Yeah.
- Come on, I need more than that. - I'm sure you do.
You know what, take it.
Girls, stay in the car.
-Harry... -Well this certainly explains a few things
Yeah, it was just uh, bunch of stuff that would've been auctioned anyways. Bunch of junk.
So you're not stealing from our customers, really. Just from me.
Look, I uh...
- I'll pay you back... all right? all of it I promise - Your word on that right?
There's no such thing as selective honesty, Saul
I want you out by morning. I don't care where you go.
But I want you out before opening, tomorrow morning.
Or I'll report you.
Aight. Aight.
I'm very sorry. A bit crazy this morning.
To the point, then.
Mrs. Nichols, we've decided to recommend Jesse to special education.
- What? - Harrison has a very effective program
We feel they're better equipped to deal with your son than we are.
What are you talking about "better equipped"? He's a child!
His maturity level is equal to a five year old's. The rest of the class...
As is yours Mrs. Bachanas. I'm still dealing with you.
No, I've seen those classes. He does not belong
in a special ed class. He's not special ed!
You know what that'll do to him? Putting him in that class?
We simply don't have the resources to make this work here.
I know it's not a perfect fit, but it's all the district has left.
He'll be able to understand instructions. He can succeed!
You know what he needs? He needs a teacher who's willing
to see him as an individual with individual needs.
Individual ways of processing information. You know! You know that!
He understands! He just gets distracted, he gets a little bored...
He's not interested in regurgitated facts.
Just let him think for himself, please!
He doesn't listen! He distracts himself and the entire class!
He does listen. He hears every word you say.
Nonetheless Mrs. Nichols, this is the decision. Friday will be his last day here.
I can't afford private school.
Then starting Monday, Jesse will have to attend the classes at Harrison.
I am sorry, but you no longer have a choice in the matter.
No, he's my son! We'll always have a choice
- Mrs. Nichols... - No, don't please.
Come on.
Oh, Jesse, come on!
- But I did a triple knot this time. - Shit. All right, just take your foot out. Come on!
I'm trying. - I know you are. All right. Let's go
- What about my shoe? - We'll get another pair of shoes.
Jesse!
Jesse!
No, honey your feet, take them off the coffee table
Sorry.
Let me get in there. -Are we done?
Yeah, we're done.
- Have you tried the card club? - I'm not going back there. - It's not that bad you know.
- How do you spell "mirror" - You ever worked there? 2 'r'-s honey!
- You haven't told him yet? - No.
- How do you spell "faces"? - With a 'c', you know that one Jess!
What? What should I do? You know? You have an easy answer? There's no easy answer!
He wouldn't understand! What am I gonna do when he asks me "what did I do wrong"?
"Why can't I hang out with my friends? Why am I reading the same book I read 3 years ago?"
- I can't put him in that class - Well, you can't just not tell him.
I know, I know. I'm gonna figure something out.
- Mom, it's not working! - I'm coming!
Mom! - Yes, honey?
- This isn't working very well - No?
- The pencil keeps punching... - All right, let me see. - Like this speeding boat
It's 'cause it's a soft chair.
I don't like soft chairs
Look, we'll put a hard book under it...
What do you think?
"You can't do it." Plus, plus, plus. Heart. Exclamation point. Smiley face.
- Hey dad! - Bud.
So I figured you'd just give me a lesson plan, and I'll follow it.
You'll make me a list of stuff I gotta buy to get him started.
- And you know, just do it! - I don't know! I don't know if you're cut out for home school.
What?
- Well no it isn't, you've just said that I'm not cut out for it
- It's just more complicated than that.
How is it more complicated?
We can't put him in a special ed program.
Of course not, can we just talk about this tonight?
Please, I've just got 34 7th graders who need their tests by 5th period
Oh, I'm sorry. I don't want to interrupt your students' education. You know...
- I've called in. - What about your 7th graders? - I don't want to talk about them
- You really wanna do this? - No, I don't think we have a choice
I'll go partime again. I guess, I'll do nights.
I can get my shift back at the resource center
Why can't they just teach him?
'Cause they're idiots. All teachers are idiots.
Well, we all are.
Thank you.
Hi.
Hi, Saul.
Just a minute.
Is she coming?
I would imagine so
They won't let me see her will they?
There are reasons for that, Saul
Yeah.
Do you think she hates you?
And would you, if you were her?
Maybe.
Probably, yes.
But, I'm not her
I didn't know you then.
Neither did she
She just looked at me
That's it. She just looked at me.
Do you want her to hate you?
I pray to God she hates me.
What?
You're almost out
Here, take those. You take 'em!
- Pop? - What?
- I need to talk to you - You need to work
There's no work, pop. There's no appartment, nothing. We're done.
What are you talking about? We've got everything we need.
You've gotta be kidding me
Come on
There's more to your entire life than this one act from your past.
There's more to you than this right here.
Well, if there's something more, you know, it's kinda we're running out of time.
- God's plan is something you'll find in yourself. - God's plan?
Yes. Yes, God's plan. He's got a plan for you, Saul.
- For you and for me? - For you, for me, for every living creature on this Earth.
How does that work, exactly, Steven?
How does God choose, who gets what plan?
So you've got the plan with a mother - wakes up every morning,
makes you breakfast. Sees you off to a nice day at school.
The one where your father comes home from his modest 9 to 5 job.
Takes the time out of his day to throw the ball around, help you with your homework.
Read you a story before bed.
What happens if I get that white picket fence plan?
And you sit here. Across your one and only visitor who happens to be a minister.
Determined to convince you that even the worst of God's creatures
can find a meaning in life? Would you feel the same way then?
You do not have the right to tell me about God's plan. There is no plan.
I was born alone, and today I'm gonna die alone.
And everything between was my choice.
Do not tell me about God's plan!
let's see. Laundry, dusting, mopping...
That's what I did since I had my son, you know that's what I "had."
- Give me those! - Why!?
- Put 'em down, just put 'em down. - Please, can I have it, Mom? - Knock it off!
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