142 baris pertama.
Yummy!
[GENTLE PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES]
["I'VE SEEN THE WORLD" BY EARL BUTTER AND THE BUCKETS PLAYS]
First, you go this way.
Yeah? Then this way, like this.
You put that in a rectangle. Nice.
Nice. [CONTINUES SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
That's what I'm talking about.
That's so sweet, dude. It's so cool.
You kind of are drawing
something that looks like the monster.
How sick is that? Check that out.
Okay, so what we learned more than anything today
is that Brady should never be a teacher.
Hey, Picasso.
-Oh, hey, Coach. -Damn, you work too hard.
You wouldn't catch me doing anything
after my contract hours.
Yeah, well, not enough time in the day.
I don't even think I took a piss today.
Well, you know who the smartest person
on this campus is?
Sure you're gonna tell me.
Well, it's not the administration.
It's not the math or the science teachers.
It's not the English or the history teachers.
It's me.
I've been here 30 years playing kickball.
- - Ah, must be nice, Coach.
I gotta run.
Oh. Hot date?
Ah, yeah, you could say that, with my microwave.
Oh, that's kind of sad.
- Well, have a good one. -
You too.
[MYSTERIOUS GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS]
Put your hands together for Jonathan Hayes!
Hello, hello. I'm not actually gonna do any jokes
because I am the host, I am the emcee...
Lesley is my significant other. As you can tell.
Who you got to sleep with
to get a hosting job in this town?
[MYSTERIOUS GUITAR MUSIC CONTINUES]
Are you ready?
He's probably not going to come.
It is your decision.
You know, your dad gave you the power
to decide when it was the right time.
Is there any hope?
With the cancer, all the chemo,
now this MRSA infection, your father's
body just can't fight it anymore
The only thing keeping him alive is the ventilator.
I know you wanted another option,
but there isn't one.
Okay, let's do it.
Nurse Brazil.
Sometimes it may take a minute or two.
He may even breathe on his own, but
I assure you, he's not suffering.
He can't feel anything.
I love you, Dad.
I'm sorry.
Record the time of death at 3:33 p.m.
I'm really sorry for your loss.
- -Look, Kai...
I'm so sorry.
I'll leave you alone with your dad for
a few minutes, okay?
Yeah. Thank you.
[WOMAN ON PA SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
You actually did it.
You showed up.
Not in time to stop you.
I bet you couldn't wait to pull the plug
so you could just go back to your life
as the artist in the big city.
I'm sorry.
You just killed our father.
He had stage 4 cancer!
There was nothing left to do!
It's your fault he's dead!
I'm never gonna forgive you! I'm not forgiving you for this!
Okay guys, remember, there is no school tomorrow
because it's a teacher workday,
so I will see you after the long weekend.
Have a good weekend. Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye.
[CHILDREN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
I made this for you, Mr. K.
Hey, Diego. Thank you.
Get out of here.
No running!
Hey, Picasso.
Hey, Coach.
Tell you what that little bugger did the other day?
And I swear to God,
Diego had one crayon up his nose so far,
only a nub was hanging out,
and he had another crayon going up the other nostril.
I don't know how the kid didn't hit brain.
- These kids are something, huh? -
Excuse us, Coach.
Have a seat, Mr. Everman, please.
I'm out of here. Somebody's in trouble.
This is Ms. Ray.
She is the testing coordinator for the district.
We want to talk to you about some issues
that have arisen,
and we have found only one solution.
Okay, yeah.
Well, hey, whatever it is, I'm always happy to help.
Great. Because the problem is that
we've received the benchmark test scores,
and the results are disturbing.
Our students scored far below
the state average in English, Math and Science.
Oh, I see.
However, our most important issue now is time.
We only have three months to get them back on track.
Therefore, we need to cut
all nonessential or unimportant classes.
And you don't see art as important or essential?
That's not what we're saying.
That's exactly what she just said.
Art is not a tested subject,
and it's not necessary for student growth.
I mean, are you kidding me?
Uh, She's kidding, right? This is a joke.
Due to this situation,
I'm afraid your services are no longer needed.
- You're firing me? - Please understand--
What I understand is you care more about test scores
than the actual kids themselves.
This is your final check.
I wish you the best of luck.
Fuck! Fuck!
["KEEP ON THE SUNNY SIDE OF LIFE" BY CHASING JUNE PLAYS]
I wouldn't go in there if I were you.
Yeah, well, you're not me.
Your funeral.
We all gotta go sometime. Right?
Yeah, I guess you're right.
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