To Sir, with Love II Page #2

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Two left after three weeks. | Jones finished the year.

He said he'd be back, | but thought better of it.

What did he teach? | History.

What about Greg? | He won't do it, sir.

I will. | That wouldn't be a good idea.

Of course it is. | We've got an honours course for you.

You didn't come from London | to get stuck in a quagmire.

That's what I do. | Give me a quagmire any day.

How long since you took a class? | Too long.

It's out of the question. | These kids are uneducable.

There's no such thing. | They're impossible to teach.

They're dangerous. Greg, I want you | to take over the H Section.

That's a union matter. | Take that up with them.

I don't have time for that. | I'm here, and I'm willing.

All right. Just till I can find | somebody suitable.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

You go right ahead, sir. | He's got a bomb!

Morning, Mr. Thackeray. | Miss Rodriguez.

How are you? | Very well.

Once more unto the breach, | dear friends.

All right, stop! Now!

Get out of that briefcase! Move it!

Move away from that window!

Erase that board!

Get off. Get off!

Break it up. Break it up.

Take your seats!

Arrange these desks. Get them | in order and take your seats.

This class is in session. | Sit! Move it. Move it!

I just wanted to make sure | that everyone's sitting down.

Let's make sure we're all | in the right place. This is Room 202.

202? No, no, no, | I'm in the wrong place, guys.

Let me see your schedule. | Nice try. Sit back down.

Have a seat, Miss Mariner.

You too. Does anyone else feel that | his or her schedule needs checking?

I think we're ready to start.

The course is American history. | My name is Mr. Thackeray.

Hackery? | Thwackery? Did he say Thwackery?

Do you think you can say that? | Thackeray.

Thackeray. | Good. Now try Mr. Thackeray.

Give it to him, Evie. Give it to him!

Mr. Thackeray.

Good. | Beautiful!

My name is not dude or bro or man.

I'm sure you can manage | to address me as Mr. Thackeray.

Yeah, but what if we can't? | Then you will address me as sir.

Yes, sir.

Thought you got popped, man.

Are you supposed to be in this class?

That's right, brother. | It's Thackeray. Mr. Thackeray.

Say it, please.

You must be new here. | That's right.

Don't look like you're from here. | No. England.

Like up in Boston? | Not New England, stupid. England.

Ever been there? | Yeah. I zip over every weekend.

Do you take a train, a bus, a plane?

He's figuring out | if you know where it is.

She hitchhikes. | Ooh, looking good!

Mr. Laredo, do you know where it is? | I never told you my name, man.

No, but I told you mine. | He looked at your schedule.

You're calling Danny "mister"?

It's called respect. Miss...? | Hillis. But you can call me Evie.

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