The Quiet Page #2

f***ing self-aware.

So, you think

Dot's going to be able

to keep up

with your classes at school?

I don't know,

why don't you ask her?

You seem to be an expert

in deaf-speak.

You know, there's an

American Sign Language course

at the evening extension.

I thought it would be fun

if we all learned

a little sign language.

You mean

she's actually staying?

Of course she's staying,

Nina.

She doesn't

have anybody else.

She doesn't have any family.

She's not as fortunate

as you.

It wouldn't hurt for you to,

you know,

take some

sign Language courses.

It couldn't

help but Look good

on your college applications.

People Like to see

a Little initiative.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

NINA:
Hello? Yeah. I know.

Yeah, well,

let me call you back. Okay.

You make yourself

at home, okay, Dot?

I'm spending the night

at Michelle's.

We have to practice

our new routines.

Tonight?

Yeah, I wanted to give you

and your new daughter

some time to bond.

TEACHER:
Michelle Fell

with Norman Griss,

Nina Deer with Nelim Sathime.

Oh, and, Dot,

for this dissection

you'll be partnered

with Connor Kennedy.

Okay?

All right, everybody.

Hi.

PILN:
Peel back

that outer layer of skin

and get yourself acquainted

with the general

anatomical structure.

I'm calling PETA.

This is major

animal cruelty right now.

PILN:
Save it, Miss Fell.

Oh...

Gentle, Dot, slow.

The pig is already dead.

MICHELLE:
I can't believe

that auditory waste product

gets to lab with Connor.

It's Like Piln

trying to hold fate.

And I want to f*** him.

F*** him.

He's obviously

afraid of commitment.

So, who do you want to

bang-chung these days, Nina?

No one.

Nina,

you got to get it going.

You are 17

and you're still a virgin.

Don't worry, I'm not

going to tell anybody.

It's just

if you don't pop this thing

before the end of the year,

you're going to end up

being a high-school spinster.

Blatantly.

Now,

I really just don't get it.

You could have

anybody you wanted.

Except Connor.

Dibs on him this semester.

Oh, Look.

Dot's found a companion

she can speak with.

Maybe Myrna

will adopt her, and that way

she can have

two deaf daughters.

DOT:
When Beethoven

was 17 years old,

his mother died.

In 1801, when Beethoven

first discovered

he was losing his hearing,

he got severely depressed.

(CHATTERING)

...he actually

knows who I am.

I gave him two weeks' notice.

Watch,

I'm telling you right now...

What?

Oh, nothing, man.

I want to see.

Don't worry about it.

Hey, what the f***?

You don't want to f***

with the master, baby.

Come on.

Hey, you guys, come on.

Let's go.

DOT:
But he emerged

from this moment of crisis

triumphant.

His middle period

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