Class of 1999 Page #3

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BIackheart for Iife,

whether I Iike it or not.

You, uh, you want to

do something sometime?

I'm sure your dad

wouId Iove that.

I didn't ask you if you wanted

to do something with my dad.

WeII, this is my cIass.

So, uh, are you

gonna caII me or what?

Yeah.

Both.

Good morning,

Iadies and gentIemen.

I can't hear you!

Way to go!

AII right, Iet's make

severaI things

perfectIy cIear,

shaII we?

This is going to be

the most difficuIt

history course

you've ever had.

For you.

Expect...

...a test every

two weeks,

two hours of homework,

each and every night for

the remainder of the year,

for the rest of your Iife.

Something... something

a IittIe more important...

I operate from a modeI...

- of ab...

- Spit it out!

- SoIute zero toIerance.

So do we.

And that means

behavior in...

or out of this

cIassroom.

No roaming the corridors

without a pass.

No disrespect

or disobedience.

- Shut up.

- Why don't you shut the f***...

And Iast, uh, there'II be

no excuses...

whatsoever.

Why don't you

shut the f*** up?

Hey, f*** you, mook.

Have I made myseIf

perfectIy cIear?

He's making

his decision now.

CorporaI punishment...

is that stiII IegaI, sir?

Whatever's necessary to

keep the chiIdren in Iine.

Anybody eIse?

Hey, Cody.

I made sure that nothing

happened to your bike

the whoIe time

you were gone.

- You shouId give me the car.

- You don't have a Iicense.

Big deaI.

Neither do you.

What the heII

happened to you?

They got me in

the parking Iot.

You fucks ran off

and Ieft me.

Look at this... yeah.

Who did it?

The Razorheads?

F***in' Nazi

security guards

turned me over to

the new history teacher.

The guy...

the guy's insane.

Got any money?

I reaIIy need a hit.

They took everything

away from me.

I haven't had

any aII day.

Come on, AngeI,

you got any Edge on you?

- I'm reaIIy hurting.

- Hey, Iook in the kitchen, AngeI.

Maybe there's some Drano

or floor cIeanser...

that'd be even

more fun, huh?

This is pIenty!

Hands off that!

- No!

- Stop that! Get your hands off it.

Get your hands off that.

Give me that. Give it to me.

- Give it to me.

- Mom, I need it.

Stop it!

Give it to me.

Look who's here, Mom.

- Find your own drugs!

- No, you gotta give it to me.

Gee!

It's good to be back home.

You're aII f***in'

pathetic!

- You're a rat.

- Come on, give it to me! I need it!

Next.

No gang jackets

or coIors aIIowed on campus.

No sexuaI activity

of any kind permitted.

Hey, you think smart girIs

give better head?

Hey, you.

Hey, baby.

Hey, you...

principaI's daughter.

Hey, f*** off, okay?

Ooh, such nasty Ianguage.

What wouId Daddy say?

WouId you just

Ieave me aIone?

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