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Whoa.
This is so beautiful.
Wow.
That's a good price.
Mom, can we leave soon?
I'm tired. I was at school all day.
I don't know what you gonna do when you get a real job.
You said school is my job.
Boy, shut up.
I'm almost done.
Wow.
Mom, can I get this shirt?
- What shirt? - This one, in my hand.
Better not have no craziness on it.
No.
Oh, why you had to pick this color?
This is the only one.
Let me see it.
Thanks, Mom.
Oh, don't thank me yet.
You're gonna work for it.
Go and get me a bag of potato chips.
- The kind with the owl on it. - Where are they?
Over there, by the jeans and the socks and the other snacks.
Go on and find it, boy.
Earn?
You better be up, in there.
I am.
What's up?
Chillin'.
Cool shirt.
Thanks.
You do the math homework?
I forgot about it.
Just copy it during lunch.
Hey, who did that?
Huh?
I said, who did that?
Aw.
Hey, man, I'm sorry, though.
- I didn't mean to... - Yo.
You threw that yogurt out the window?
Yeah, listen, I'm sorry.
No moving around the bus.
Every single time, you're always like, "No, stop it."
That doesn't even make no sense.
You know, you know.
Oh, snap.
Look at the nigga with the FUBU shirt.
Yo, man, let me see.
Man, do I want one of these.
I got to wait till my birthday, though.
Oh, Earn out here, he trying to jump fresh.
I see you.
You know.
Okay. I got you.
So, what-what you telling me is,
y'all finna be mad at me for the rest of the time I'm here...
Hey, Earn.
I like your shirt.
Thanks.
It's new.
Wait, wait, wait.
Y'all had a sale, or something?
Why both y'all got the same shirt?
Oh, shit!
One of y'all got a fake shirt.
Look, this one has more stripes
than that one, and that one got a patch.
Oh, no, y'all wearing fake FUBU now?
My shirt ain't fake.
Talk to Earn.
My shirt ain't fake, either.
"My shirt ain't fake, either."
One of y'all got a fake shirt.
Let me see the tags.
- Same to me. - Yo, where's Johnny Lee?
I don't think he's here yet.
He wasn't on the bus, so he might come late.
Definitely gonna know which one fake.
Okay, ladies and gents.
Let's take our seats.
I'm Mr. Haley, and I'm subbing
for Mrs. Fox's homeroom.
Why your shoes so dirty?
He got chicken grease on his shoes.
Please take a seat, young man.
Your underarms smell like ribs.
Sit down right now.
I'm gonna write you up.
Oh...
Earthquake!
So, do you know why you're here today, Alfred?
Racism. Not everybody's gonna like me.
Well, no, that's not it.
Waleed came here today because he believes
you stole his graphing calculator.
Hmm. Racism.
He did steal my calculator.
I know he did.
- No, I didn't. - He's lying.
I bought one from him.
It was the one that got stolen.
My name was already engraved in it.
Prove it, 'cause that's a lie.
This is exactly why we don't allow
the buying and selling
of any items here on school property.
You definitely know that, Alfred.
I've told you that several times.
Well, if that was true,
then both of us are guilty.
You'd have to write me and him up.
So do what you got to do.
Okay. Alfred, go back to class.
And if I hear about you selling anything,
I'm gonna send you to I.S.S. Got it?
I need a pass.
There you go.
Hey, they got snitches up in here!
Alfred!
I will write you up, boy.
Go to class!
Wait, so what's going on?
Devin has the exact same shirt as me.
Well, pretty much.
One of 'em's bootleg, though.
- What? - Fake.
So?
Your shirt looks fine to me.
But if it's fake, everybody's gonna roast me.
Forever.
Remember how Thomas got his nickname?
Who?
Thomas Jones.
Doo-doo Jones.
Oh. Yeah.
Well, is your shirt fake?
I don't know.
Doesn't seem like a big deal to me.
I've worn this shirt twice this week.
Beat your ass with your hand-me-down overalls.
Gonna be major differences
between animal cells and plant cells.
The cell walls, for instance.
So, when we're looking under the microscope,
we are going to locate
the key differences.
Denisha.
Denisha, sit up. You can't sleep here.
My head hurts.
Remember you said you were going
to do some work today?
So?
Everybody, go ahead and break into your lab groups.
Denisha, do we need to go and talk outside?
No.
We talked about this at the meeting.
Are we gonna have a good day today?
I don't know. Are we?
This one's a plant cell.
Are you sure? I couldn't tell.
There's a chloroplast in there.
Hmm, I thought that was a mitochondria.
You're pretty smart, Earn.
Look at this one.
The thing on the right is a vacuole, right?
I think so.
Last one.
Yeah? Let me see.
You got a thread on your shirt.
Um... it's an animal cell.
All done.
Hey, yo, is that him? That's him. Come on, come on.
- Come on, come on. - Oh, sh...
- Hold up, hold up, hold up. - Yo, yo, yo.
Oh, shit. Look at this.
Nigga, where did you get this fake-ass FUBU from?
A thrift store?
My shirt's not fake. I got it at a regular store.
How much it cost?
I don't... My mom bought it for me.
Oh!
- Come here, come here. - Hold on.
Look at him trying to hide his fake shirt.
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