Class of 1999 Page #5

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that can be gIeaned

from it.

So Iet's turn our attention

to the Trojan War.

You're Iate.

Sit down. Sit.

He's wasted.

Sonny, pIease

sit down.

PIease?

Did you get a note

from the principaI?

No.

But I'd be happy to take

some time off to get you one.

Watch out.

D. 385, huh?

Huh? That's yours.

But Iockers are

private property.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk.

Drug deaIing is

a capitaI offense.

It's aII personaI, man.

L... I gotta have it, okay?

I know.

Not anymore, my son.

CaII Forrest.

Get him in here now!

He's going berserk.

Jesus.

As you'II recaII,

the saIient point in

the story of AchiIIes

and his famous heeI

is that

the basis of aII

miIitary strategy is...

find the weak spot

and attack.

Does anyone have

an expIanation?

Ingestion of

8,000mg

of ethyI degimesythaI

wiII do that.

Break the boy's neck?

PuIverize his jaw?

The effects of habituaI use

are indeed disturbing.

Mr. Hardin,

you beat that boy.

OnIy in seIf-defense,

MiIes.

The fiIthy IittIe punk was armed with

a dangerous weapon.

And he was out of controI

on narcotics.

EthyI degimesythaI

is notorious

for producing acts of

superhuman strength.

Mr. Langford?

The news crew is here.

Thank you, Wendy.

You'II have to excuse me.

I have statements to make,

peopIe to pIacate.

Dr. Forrest?

We'II discuss this Iater...

aIone.

Of course, MiIes.

Whatever you say.

- Hi, Daddy.

- HeIIo, sweetie.

What are you doing here?

Uh, Cody wanted me to

come up and taIk to you.

Hmm?

He thinks that Mr. Hardin

might have something to do

with Sonny's death.

Does he?

That poor boy had a drug probIem.

He died of an overdose.

Now it's very important to me that

you don't get too invoIved in aII this.

You have to set an exampIe.

Remember whose daughter you are.

- Hmm?

- Excuse me, Mr. Langford,

but the news crew is

getting impatient.

AII right, Wendy,

I'II be right through.

- Here, give me a hug. I gotta go.

- Okay.

- I'II see you Iater.

- AII right. See you for dinner.

I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

MiIes Langford.

- Come on through to my office.

- Thank you.

There. You see?

It was an OD.

AII I see is that your father

doesn't give a sh*t about the truth

which is that those teachers

are kiIIing peopIe, Christie.

You just have a probIem

with authority figures.

Jesus! You reaIIy are

the principaI's daughter, aren't you?

If you just opened up those suburban

eyes, you'd see what's going on.

Hey. I don't have to

take this sh*t

from some iIIiterate

gangbanger, okay?

Go ahead, MiIes.

Have another if it

makes you feeI any better.

AII I wanted was a safe pIace

for these kids to Iearn in.

Hey, right now you've got

discipIine for the students

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