Words and Pictures Page #6

You know, they're downsizing.

So...

So you're there with your girl?

Yeah, with Catherine.

Yeah?

You wearing your funny clothes?

Yeah, yeah.

Why can't you people

wear normal clothes?

You know, I mean, wear

the helmet, fine,

but drop the weird clothing

unless you're actually racing.

I mean, what if all car drivers

dressed like NASCAR racers?

Be f***ing silly, you know?

But you guys, you know?

You guys...

You know what?

I'm going to come.

I'll be like 20 minutes,

and we'll have dessert.

Dessert's on Dad.

No, Dad, don't.

Another time, okay?

What? Why?

Because you shouldn't drive, right?

Yeah.

Well...

Well, you want to come

here and stop by?

I can meet her.

No.

Okay, thanks, but, you

know, we're beat,

so another time.

You be well, all right?

You be well.

Sorry, guys.

- Is your dad coming?

- No.

He'll get you.

Princess, get in.

Come on, I'll drive

you to the door.

Leave her alone, Swint.

I can't. I'm sorry, I wish I could.

I honestly wish I

could, but I can't.

I think it's that geisha walk.

Just keep walking.

Your friend Emily here is

such an exotic beauty,

which is very rare to these parts.

- Come on, I'll drive you right to your desk.

- Come on, come on.

You dare me? Huh?

You dare me? Come on, Emily.

You are my Madame Butterfly.

Come fly with me.

Swint! What are you up to?

You know what, I'm

sorry, Mr. Cowan.

It's the hunt.

You know, it's eternal.

Park your car in the

street and get to class.

Okay, stop for a moment and hold

up your work so I can see it.

Are you satisfied?

Is that good enough?

Doesn't anybody want

to change the world?

Too late.

Ah, so then you strive to be what?

Complacent?

Not in this class.

Cole, if violent fantasy is

as far as you want to go,

at least make it your own.

I've seen that before.

Emily, start over,

correct the proportion.

Start over?

Yes, look at the neck.

You can elongate the neck,

but you still have to

have some balance.

Hey, Emily, Emily.

- Study Modigliani.

- Shh!

- It's good.

- Shut up.

- Swint?

- Miss?

Do you think a cartoon clich will

get you through my art honors?

It won't.

Okay, go back to work.

Come on.

All right, Miss, I'll change it,

but...

Calling this a clich

is kind of ironic,

because Mr. Marc said

that you teach cliches.

We weren't supposed

to say anything.

Mr. Marc's declared war on you,

so what are you going to do?

I don't know or care what

you're talking about.

Keep your focus on

improving your work.

Okay.

Imagine this is the best drawing

of a human brain you

have ever seen.

Now listen.

Listen.

"The brain's fundamental secret

will be laid open one day.

"But even when it has,

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