The 15:17 to Paris Page #2

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ANTHONY:
What the hell?

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Come on, man!

You know that kind of language

isn't allowed in here.

What are you doing?

You're on a warning,

all right?

Are you shitting me?

- (KIDS LAUGHING)

- Okay. All right, walk.

You're going

to the principal's office.

Now. Walk.

Sadler out.

(SNICKERS)

COACH MURRAY:
You guys think

that's funny?

You guys wanna walk, too?

Yeah, why not? Why not?

What a fun day.

Hey, who else?

Who else wants to go?

Please, I'm in a mood.

I can do this all day.

All right, let's go.

Oh! Are you guys for real?

I had no idea

you guys could be that cool.

What? We're cool.

- Yeah. We're so cool.

- Huh.

I think your appearance

might imply otherwise.

Now, hold on. Camo's cool.

Wait. Isn't camo cool?

- In a word? No.

- (SPENCER SIGHS)

PRINCIPAL AKERS:
Sadler!

My office. Right now.

Don't roll your eyes at me.

Didn't I warn you two

about this guy?

Move, move, move, move.

Double time. Double time.

Move, move, move your feet.

Now, you said what?

This is a Christian school!

(DOORBELL RINGS)

SPENCER:
Anthony!

Stone, my boy.

- Hi!

- Hi.

Oh, wow. That's fun.

(CHUCKLES)

It's a pleasure to meet you,

Ms. Eskel.

You too. Aren't you sweet?

You guys have fun.

Anthony, come on.

I wanna show you my room.

Alek and I are gonna play

Airsoft outside.

You wanna pick a gun?

- Whoa.

- M16.

AK.

Jeez.

This here's the paintball gun.

- (GUN CLICKS)

- A couple pistols.

ANTHONY:
Nice.

(C*CKS GUN)

Now, if you think that's cool,

this is the big gun.

ANTHONY:
Whoa!

It's for hunting.

(C*CKS GUN)

(GUN CLICKS)

You ever seen a real gun?

No. Not a for real one.

You've never been hunting?

No. I mean, black people

don't really hunt.

It's not like a thing we do

in our leisure time.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

SPENCER:
Come on, let's go

find Alek and play war.

You know what? I've got

an even better idea for war.

SPENCER:
Okay.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Hi, Alice, how...

Oh, well, it was probably just

some neighborhood kids.

Do you want me to send

Spencer over to help you...

You've gotta be kidding me.

- (PHONE BEEPS)

- (SIGHS)

- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

- (DOOR OPENS)

Jeez, Mom,

have you heard of knocking?

This is my house.

I don't need

your permission to enter.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I just hung up the phone

with Alice,

and she told me

that a skinny black kid

and a pasty white kid

just decorated her house

with toilet paper.

I'm sorry.

I didn't think

she could see us.

So that makes it okay?

You can do what you want as

long as you don't get caught?

No, Mom.

I didn't mean it that way.

I am mortified, Spencer.

Mortified!

What am I gonna tell

Anthony's father?

I don't think

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