Kids Green the World Page #3

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Mr. Gavin?

Oh, they left a while ago.

We're just trying to get

this board running.

- See you, Mr. Gavin.

- See you.

So long, Mr. Gavin.

- Hey, Michael.

- Hey.

You look great, dude.

You workin' out?

Oh, I don't know.

Just a little.

I mean, I'm still

running at school, so...

Hey, Glenn,

your girlfriend called.

Okay.

I just know you two are

gonna run off together...

leave me a sad, old queen

in the suburbs.

Aw, you'll be just like

Brenda and her cats.

- Not nice.

- How was school?

Don't ask.

Well, I have some stuff

to finish before tonight.

- You want some coffee?

- No, thanks.

And pretty much everything

is from local farms.

As long as the wine's imported

for the hospital benefit...

The swill they are churning out

at these local vineyards

is an abomination.

Oh, I'm gonna

make it my mission

to change your mind about that.

A fool's errand, Daniel.

Once my wife

makes a decision,

it's unlikely

it will ever change.

And that's a good thing for you.

It took me two years to convince

the committee to hire you

instead of that... Sandy Brown.

I swear, the food at last year's

benefit was inedible...

not that anyone eats

at these things anyway, but...

Darling, napkin, please.

I've just done

a few small pieces

for Connecticut Magazine, and...

I had a novel in the '90s.

Oh, and what does

your wife do, Mr. Gavin?

Oh...

I'm not, uh...

Excuse me just a second.

- Nice jacket, young man.

- Thanks.

- He took his piece down.

- Mom.

Well, he's still a student here,

at least until june.

Last year, he was

second in his class.

Now he's flunking.

Well, we'd send him off

to Afghanistan if we could.

Don't be stupid, Leo.

He's only 17.

I'm sorry.

You know, they haven't asked him

to leave yet, Janette.

Maybe if we can get

him to prove himself

by the end of the semester...

Yeah, and maybe I can get Leo

to win me 20 grand at Mohegan's.

You know any other

Yardley parents

that work at the Mill Mart,

Mr. Gavin?

Listen, Michael, can

you come with me

before my, uh, sister-in-law

absconds with Daniel?

- Excuse me.

- Okay.

He thought you needed a rescue.

Look down their

f***ing noses at us.

You're paranoid.

He always tries to be nice.

Well, too nice,

if you ask me.

What's that supposed to mean?

I see stuff that goes on

around here.

Okay. Whatever.

You see stuff.

Listen...

You ever call me 'stupid' again

in front of people,

then we're gonna have

a real problem, all right?

Okay.

Hey, sweetie,

I'm not gonna be able

to pick you up in the morning.

I've got my

oncologist appointment.

No problem. I'll work it out.

Oh, don't say you'll come

with me or anything.

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