Expelled Page #3
Of our faulty
fire-Alarm system.
Up next, an anti-Bullying
segment from Stacy Richards.
At Eastwood high
there is one bully
That has caused more torment
than any other... Roxy.
If I'm elected,
I will stop at nothing
To bring Roxy to justice.
I can help with that.
Good morning, Eastwood high.
It is my genuine pleasure
to reveal the true identity
known as...
Roxy.
He must've
patched into the system.
But how did he get on TV?
He's doing it live.
And basically,
- What the hell is this?
- Shh.
Behind me
is Roxy's I.P. Address,
Which I acquired
by a brute-Force hacking
Of the twitter account.
If Stacy Richards
She doesn't have to search
very far.
He's in
the cheerleaders' closet.
This is Stacy Richards'
I.P. Address...
A perfect match
with the one associated with...
Roxy!
Open it.
Oh, for the love of god,
come on!
Oh!
Aah!
So here it is, folks...
Straight "A" s,
courtesy of my girl Vanessa.
What you got there?
Are those your grades?
Uh...
nope, it's
Vanessa's death certificate.
Felix.
Are those your grades?
Uh...
Felix!
Hey!
Hey, mister, you just
don't take off.
I probably could've handled
that better,
But one thing is certain,
that report card,
For if they do,
They'll simultaneously crap
their pants.
Oh!
disowning you
For an "F" on your report card.
Seven "F" s
is a different story.
That right there
is a death sentence.
What is this?
- It's your report card, silly.
- Funny.
I distinctly remember asking
for straight "A" s.
Those appear to be "F" s.
Hmm, looks like you got
the report card you deserve.
This is what I deserve
for helping you?
You've never worked
for anything in your life,
Have you, Felix?
What are you talking about?
You can't expect to walk out
of here in the top percentile
Without ever applying yourself.
I'm not gonna help you cheat
your way to the top.
Are you insane?
into the presidency.
I earned that presidency.
for the last three years.
Do you have any idea
how hard I worked?
I'm gonna give you five
minutes to fix my report card.
- Fix it!
- Or what?
What's gonna happen if I don't?
Use your imagination.
Two minutes to curtain.
So how do you want to play this?
Excuse me.
I have a play to star in,
But good luck
with the report card.
I'm sure your parents
will be really proud.
Anyone can be a jerk,
in art form.
She's a rare breed,
An innovator.
That straight-F report card
was her crowning achievement.
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