Morris From America Page #3

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I would like

to see you rap.

This'll be a good one.

Weg.

Are we done?

Why? You have

more important things to do?

I gotta practice.

No. There's

a talent show tomorrow.

And you're in it?

Doing what?

Hit it.

Stop.

Yeah.

Let's go.

Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

Yeah.

I can't do it

right now.

It's ok.

Hey, don't forget

to ask your dad

to sign these off.

Ok.

Thank you.

Uh-oh.

Ooh-ee!

See? I'm nimble with it.

Uh-huh.

Come on. What you got?

Man...

That ain't nothing.

Huh?

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Mm.

Yeah!

Well, congratulations.

Uh-huh.

Yeah. Um, it's not over

till the fat lady sings, ok?

And let me just show you.

Not only am I nimble,

i am quick.

I'll get it.

Rematch.

Your dancing

messed it up.

Hi, Morris.

Hello, inka.

Uh, is your dad here?

Yeah. Um...

I gave him the forms.

That's ok. Um,

I need to talk about

something else.

Excuse me.

Hey.

Hi.

Hi.

Is something wrong?

I was wondering if we

could talk for a second?

Uh, go hang

in your room, mo.

Good-bye.

Ja.

Oh.

Ja.

Und, um...

You read through

his book?

He was telling me

about a rap he was gonna do

at a talent show,

so I read it.

I'm sorry.

It's a--it's a part

of the curriculum

to bond with the student

and to...

Look out for warning signs

warning signs?

Warning signs

about what?

Many things, like, uh,

misogyny and--

or violence or--

does mo

seem violent to you?

No, but this should--

how 'bout this?

You worry

about mo's German,

and that's it.

I'll worry about

mo's everything else.

Ok.

Ok?

How's his German?

Its good.

Good.

I'm gonna go then.

Thank you.

Wait a sec.

If you want me

to keep signing these

so you can graduate...

I suggest...

You mind

your own business.

Ok.

What'd she want?

"F***ing all the b*tches

two at a time.

All you can take

for just 10.99."

How does that hook go?

Do it for me.

Why?

'Cause I said so.

F***ing

all the b*tches

two at a time.

All you can take

for just 10.99.

Mom's on the pipe,

and pop's on death row,

so who gives

a sh*t if I f***

all these hos?

You ever f*** b*tches

two at a time?

I'm asking.

Have you ever f***ed

b*tches two at a time?

No.

What?

No.

Why are you mad?

You curse all the time.

I ain't mad at you

for writing them rhymes

because they're explicit.

I'm mad at you

for writing those rhymes

because they're bullshit.

That's the best you got?

I was

just playing around.

Let snoop dogg

rap about f***ing b*tches

two at a time,

'cause he's

done that sh*t, ok?

You need to be rap about

what's really goin' on

with you. You feel me?

So I should

rap about getting

yelled at by you?

Nobody want

to hear that sh*t!

Oh, you think you know

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