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Hope we don't
miss our flight.

JOAN: My dad said
Ramsey told them

he'd been sneaking
his gun in here for months

before they ever
caught him.

He was, like,
proud of it.

Are you saying
that legitimizes

this oppressive denial
of our right to privacy?

JOAN: Grace, I didn't
put these things up.

Don't rag on me.

They consulted
with Dad, though.

That helps, Luke.
Thanks.

I have metal studs
on my boxers.

It's from my eighth grade
Iron Maiden period.

I haven't done a wash
in a few says, so...

Details are not
necessary, Rove.

(BEEP)
PRICE: Not so fast
Miss Polk.

(BEEP)

What?

Where are you going,
Mrs. Jankow?
I quit.

First, there was those
faculty meetings,

and then the politics,
then the forms
for the supplies.

Now this.

I'm not teaching art
in a war zone.

I have a degree
from Parsons.

I studied with
Judy Chicago.

Oh-oh, I'm sorry.

Adam, you're really talented,

but I... I'm sorry.

What? I didn't
set off any alarm.

So unless you want
to sentence me to death

for possession of gummy bears,

I would like to go to class.

You seem very upset,
Joan. Take a breath.

Fascist God?

That's nice.
(CHUCKLES)

You know, I hope
that you're pleased
with your work here.

You're being
cursed by the entire
student body, you know.

I didn't do this.
I merely provide
choices.

Adam was just starting
to do his art again,

and now the teacher
jets out of here.

This totally sucks.

Suck is a relative
term, Joan.

Things could be
much worse than this.

Or much better.

You're catching on.

It all depends...

On our choices. Yes, I know,

but we don't know
how things are gonna turn out

until after we choose,
and then it's too late.

This is not a good system.

It's a perfect system, Joan.

But very well argued.

You'll be
an excellent addition
to the debate team.

Debate?

Uh, no. No, no. Uh...

I... I'm already
a sub-defective.

What?

You want me
to devolve into a toad?

What? A lively exchange
of ideas in search
of the truth.

Who wouldn't love that?

Uh, me.

Next!

(SIGHS)

♪ What if God was one of us?

♪ Just a slob like one of us

♪ Just a stranger on the bus

♪ Tryin' to make his way home

♪ Just tryin'
to make his way home

♪ Just tryin'
to make his way home ♪

The maintenance man
found him in the alley
behind the church,

called the ambulance.

He's the pastor?

He must have been going
home for the night
when it happened.

He still had
his wallet, untouched.

So we know
the guy who did this
wasn't greedy.

His skull is fractured,

arm broken, collarbone,

three ribs,
internal bleeding...

WILL: Almost dead.
I get it, doc.

(ECG MACHINE BEEPING)

Reverend Yardley?

(GROANS)

I'm Will Girardi,

detective with
the County Sheriff's
Department.

Do you have any idea
who might have done
this to you?

Any idea why?

(WEAKLY) Gay.

Someone did this
because you're gay?

But he wasn't greedy.

JOAN: Well, this
heightened security

has really made the school

function better,
hasn't it, mom?

HELEN: Not now, Joan.

I'm a little stressed,
in case you're blind.

Oh, okay, here's your
late slip, your history book,

and the paper
you were working on.

You left them
in your room this morning.

You were looking
through my room?

Sometimes you forget things.

I was trying to help.
That's what a mother does.

A helicopter mother.

Sorry?

Helicopter. Hovering.
Always overhead.

I didn't
need these today.

That's why I left them
in my room.

HELEN: Mr. Price,
can we please forgo

the formality
of the late slips?

The teachers understand
why the kids aren't in class.

You want the system
to break down
on the first day?

Hmm. We can hope.

I want to drop art.

What?

It's the only class
you like, Rove.

Without art
to break up your day,

you're gonna get
all morose...

And morose belongs to me.

The teacher's gone, yo.

They're gonna have one
lame sub after another

teaching us
how to draw a dog.

I'll work on my own
in my shed.

Adam, you need art
on your transcript

if you're gonna go
to art school.

I know that you think
you don't want
to go to college,

but you might someday.

Give yourself the option.

Option! That's good, Mom.

You need them. Options.

I... I have a friend
that's into...

Options. (STUTTERS)

Forget it.

(SIGHS) Listen, Adam,

Price put me on the search
for the new art teacher.

I will find you a good one,
I promise.

Yeah, there are tons
of inspiring artists

lining up
to teach high school.

I'm sure there's one,

and that's who we'll
try to find.

TONI: I talked to the woman

who lives across
from the church.

She was on her porch
when the attack occurred.

She saw some cars passing.
One turned into the alley.

Blue, American,
big dent on the side.

Let's show her
some pictures,

try and get a match
for make and model.

I also talked
to the church staff.

They were surprised to learn
the reverend was gay.

Not the guy who beat him.

I mean, using
the victim's blood

to write this on the car.

Oh, yeah. We're dealing
with a true believer here.

This has nothing
to do with God, Will.

Not much does
from the looks of this.

Okay. Place your reagent
in your calorimeter

and put a fire
under your H2O bath.

Excite those
molecules, people.

(SLAMS STICK ON TABLE)

Start that fiery
tango of particles

body-slamming
into each other.

So, did it hurt
getting your navel pierced?

Dude, don't talk
about my navel.

Some people find the pain
very erotic. Was it?

You are foul.

Eroticism isn't a negative,
Joan. It's a part of life.

Not yours.

He's right.
It's a fact that the...

Oddest things can arouse
powerful feelings of...

You know...

I've been teaching
a health class

to middle school kids
at the "Y."

They're so sweet.

After class, I'm going
to sneak off campus for lunch.

Who wants to join me?

I can't. I'm joining
the debate team.

What?
Excellent.

I'm on the debate team.
Me, too.

Yeah, I know.

(SCOFFS) Cheerleaders,
chess team.
Now debating?

There's easier ways to bring
pain into your life.

I'm a joiner, okay?

I like to be involved.

Become involved
in the increasingly

totalitarian regime
of this school

makes a mockery
of involvement.

Grace, it's debate team,
not North Korea.

Save your breath.
Do I look like
I'm on the team?

(SIGHS)

Graduated Harvard
Divinity in 1989,

was a chaplain during
The First Gulf War,

started an outreach
program for at-risk kids,

and took over
the church last May.

All things worthy
of a beating.

How's he doing?

He's gonna make it,
but they think there's
brain damage.

He'll never be the same.
I mean...

He's going to have
a lot to deal with.
I didn't mean...

It-It's okay.

I'm just sorry me being
vertically challenged

makes you uncomfortable.

You know, that's getting
really tiresome.

Tell me about it.
Do you know what it's like

trying to get something
of the top shelf?

I'm not taking
the bait this time.

This is not about
you being in that chair.

If us getting close
makes you uncomfortable...

Yeah. It was a kiss,
Rebecca. One kiss.

You're right.

And neither one of us
can stop thinking about it.

Dinner, my place,
Friday night.

We'll sort things out then.

The hole in the ozone

is causing the level
of the oceans to rise

as much as ten feet
per decade.

There's no tangible evidence
that polar ozone depletion

is caused by human
interference.

In fact, the 1991 eruption
of Mount Pinatubo

sent more toxic chemicals
into the atmosphere

than anything
man is doing to
the environment.

(POUNDS DESK)

Every study shows
the levels of fluorocarbons
rising at a steady rate.

FRIEDMAN:
Every study?

What kind of citation is that?

(RINGS BELL)
Okay, ducklings.

Pas mal. Mr. Friedman,

your valid point
is seriously compromised

by your belligerent tone.

Amend it.

Okay, so,
what do we think?

Did affirmative
properly establish
significance and harm?

Um...

You, uh, mystery lady.

I'm Joan. Joan Girardi.

Uh...

I don't have any idea
what you're talking about.

But I assume you have
an interest in debate,

or you wouldn't be here.

So, uh, who do you think
was more persuasive,
Miss Girardi?

Um...

Glynis...

But I disagree with her.

The beauty of debate.

I would imagine
that eloquent oxymoron

is one of the reasons
your joining us?

I'm dying to be
a elegant moron.

(CLASS GIGGLES)

(CHUCKLES) Well, uh,

then in, uh, preparation

for our public debate
on Thursday,

let's pair off while
I assign the resolution.

Girardi, Brooks.

Your topic. Resolved...

The new security measures
at Arcadia high school

create a more productive
learning environment for all.

You'll be pro.

This is my first time.
I'm totally an amateur.

Uh... Pro... Pro means
that you will be, uh,

arguing in favor
of the security measures.

Great.

Hi. I'm Joan.

You should probably know,
I suck at debate.

(STUTTERS) So, do I.

I'm S-S-Scott.

Sorry you w-w-wound up
with me. (CHUCKLES)

Uh, hey, it's okay.

(LAUGHS) It's cool.

Ugh. I hate this.

What?

The stupid Internet.
I put in a simple search,

264,879 pages found.

How does that make
life any easier?

Well, what are you
looking for?

Information
about zero-tolerance
policies in schools.

Interesting topic.
Are you pro or con, Joan?

I'm annoyed, as long
as you're asking.

Can I have a bite of that?

I had to skip lunch
for this, remember?

Sure.

JOAN: Thanks.

How do you expect me
to be on a debate team

with someone
who can't even talk?

I mean, I feel bad
for him and everything,

but debate is really
a speaking thing,
you know?

And there's time limits.

I mean, he would get
like two words out before
the bell would go off.

It's humiliating.

How do you think he feels?

No eating in here,
Miss Girardi.

So this is about Scott?

Everything
is connected, Joan.

You should have
learned that by now.

(SIGHS)

This whole inscrutable
thing is getting
very old, you know.

I put you in debate
because it's an excellent way

for people to find
their own voice.

So it is about Scott.

Try adding
more search terms,

narrow things down.

Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.

How can I cure someone's
stuttering in two days?

Miss Girardi!

(SIGHS)

You got to forget
about Grace, dude.

But I get
these feelings.

I know it's a
biological reaction...

We're not taking
biology here.

We're talking psychology.

You're always
throwing yourself

against the one gate
that's locked.

And why? Because you're afraid
of going through the gate

and enjoying the pleasures
of the garden...

Hey, hey. I'm not
afraid of going
through the gate.

Then why are you
always walking right past

the one gate
that's wide open?

And don't tell me
you don't know
who I'm talking about.

Glynis?

She's wacky
for you, dude.

When I took her
to the dance,

all she talked about
was you.

Extremely annoying,
but, uh...

It's because I was wearing
cologne and everything.

I can't just transfer
my feelings from
one person to another.

Of course you can.
It's built into our DNA.

Did you see the look
Glynis gave you in chem today?

That's a look
you usually have to download.

Okay...

I appreciate
the rather base concern,

but I can take care
of my own love life.

Right...

In the shower.

MAN: It wasn't me.
I was home.

I don't have to say
anything else till
my lawyer gets here.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Two witnesses ID-ed
your car, Mr. Shoalar.

The Little League bat
you used...

Your kid's, nice touch.

Was found in a dumpster
two blocks away,

but you were home
the whole time.

I'm sure your lawyer
will find that
an excellent defense.

I'm not talking to you.

You see, what happens

in an attempted murder case
like this,

when the perp,
that's you in this case,

when the perp remains silent,

and offers no explanation,
no remorse,

the jury has a tendency
to give him the max.

What is that
in this case, detective?

Forty years, no parole.

A small price to pay
for doing the Lord's work.

You think God intended
someone like him
to minister to people?

Not sure.

I don't have his phone number
like you seem to.

What should I have done?

He touched my boy.

He molested my son.

Fifteen.

What the hell
would you have done

if somebody did
something like that
to your kid?

What the hell
would you have done?

(WEEPS)

WILL: What is all this?

Stuff for Mom to sign,
permission slips and tests.

You can't do this.

It says there's a danger
of physical injury.

JOAN:
It's a nature walk.

We're going to be
looking at beetles.

But it says
"physical injury"
right here.

(SIGHS) Mom!

It always
says that, Will.

It was on their
permission slip

when they went
to see Hairspray.

Well, why did they
go see Hairspray?

How is that school?

It's theater, honey.
I'll sign these.

Set the table.

Mom, do you know
where my blue shirt is?

It's in the hamper.
I'll do wash tomorrow.

Don't worry.
It'll be ready
for your date.

Who said anything
about a date?

Rebecca called.

She wanted you
to bring some dessert.

You and Rebecca
have a date?

Ah. She's cooking him dinner.

So's mom.
It doesn't mean
I'm dating her.

That's a disgusting
analogy.

Are other people coming,
or just Rebecca?

Just them.

Oh, yeah. That's a date.

Mom, don't look.
The men are leering.

So, I heard
you arrested the guy

who tried
to kill the pastor.

HELEN: Attempted murder.

That's one way
to change the subject.

Yeah, but it's getting
more complicated.

I heard he accused
the reverend
of abusing his son.

He said that's
why he attacked him.

No comment.

There's always a gray area
in every situation, Dad.

"That's what a reasoned
verbal exchange
tries to explore,

"and logic
can provide proof,

"even when there
is no evidence."

What does that even mean?

What's she doing now?

Joan joined
the debate team.

As if she weren't
contrary enough.

She has to argue
in support

of the draconian
security measures

instituted by the school.

Assisted by you.

Spend a day seeing what I do,
and you'd ask for more.

GRACE: Hey.

Hi.

We're gonna study.

Assuming we still have
the right to assemble.

Oh, Adam,

I've got lots
of applicants for
the new art teacher.

Cool.

GRACE: Okay.
We have to determine
the heat of a solution

of an ionic compound
in water.

Okay. Uh,

O equals Q heat plus Q water
plus Q solution.

Yeah, but what
does that mean?

Mm-mmm.

Can you believe
what we have to learn

to go to college to get
away from our parents?

Hey, this isn't
chemistry, yo.

GRACE: The Necessity
of Martial Law.

Abdicating Civil Rights.

Are you insane?

It's research. (SCOFFS)

You really are the daughter
of a cop, aren't you?

Grace, I joined a club.
It means nothing.

Words have power.
You're giving power to this.

Understanding
and Controlling Stuttering.

Oh, great. So she's helping
someone stop stuttering,

so they can spout
this repressive propaganda.

If I can help
Scott speak in front
of a crowd,

don't you think
that's a good thing?

Not if you're
turning him into
a mouthpiece for tyranny.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait.

Okay, I understand
that we disagree
about debate,

but you're doing
this whole seething,

smoke-coming-out-
of-your-ears thing.

We can disagree
and still be friends.

This is fundamental.
This is basic human rights.

Friend.

I'm doing this
to help Scott!

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

Guess we're not gonna
study tonight, are we?

(SIGHS)

Why didn't you tell me
the school needed
an art teacher?

Well, I don't tell you
a lot of things

that happen
at school, Will,

because most of it
is boring,

but since you're
suddenly interested...

Um, Marlene got
an ugly paper cut today.

Are you applying?
I beg your pardon?

To be the, uh,
art teacher.

You're qualified.
The administration knows you.

The kids love you.

(CHUCKLES) Don't be
ridiculous, Will.

I could never
take that job.

You work already.

Well... (SCOFFS)
The hours would be

a lot longer
than they are now.

There'd be papers to grade,

lessons plans to create,

the after-school
conferences.

And you'd love it.

This house would fall apart.

We'd all pitch in.

You think it's so easy?

Our genius son
can't even find the salt.

Helen, we can do it.

I'll make
a list of chores,
and everyone...

Hey! I am not just
some housekeeper
you can replace.

I'm a mother,
and that means

being available
to my children

whenever they need me.

And the kids do
still need me, Will.

Of course they do.

Not necessarily
in the same way
they have in the past.

How would you know that?

You're at work all day.

And when you are home,

you run off ever time
you get paged.

I'm not blaming you.
I understand.

And I'm proud of
the way you do your job.

It's just...

I would have
thought you would have
understood me, too.

I'm not trying
to fight here, Helen.

Some things would
have to change, yes...

Well, they are
not going to.

Not now, not while
my kids still need me.

Okay. Whatever you want.

This is your decision.

on the advantages
of school security?

Really good,

like professional good.

'Cause at first,
I didn't agree at all,

then I read these notes,
your notes,

they totally
convinced me.

C-c-cool. (CHUCKLES)

So why don't you
read them to me?

Nah.

Come on, Scott.
They're primo.

You should have
enough confidence

to shout this stuff
out to the world.

Come on. Let me hear
that voice of yours.

Uh... (CLEARS THROAT)

S-s-school crime has

d-d-decreased...

That's good. Good.
This time, look at me, okay?

Just look right into
my eyeballs when you say it.

Eyeballs. Confidence.
Confidence. Eyeballs. Got it?

I...

I d-d-don't n-n-need

another s-s-speech
therapist.

What? No, I...

I'm, uh, I'm not...

I've always been
into stuttering.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

I mean, how about that
left hemisphere of the brain

messing up the messages
to the mouth, huh?

I mean, who hasn't
read about that?

Look, I don't want
to be h-h-here, okay?

My f-father thinks that

d-d-debating will help,

but it only
make things w-w-worse.

But you have so many
great ideas in here.

And some very
impressive big words.

I mean, it would take
two guys to lift these words.

They're so big. (LAUGHS)

Look, all you have to do
is find your voice, Scott.

Just let the world know
what great thoughts you have.

My voice?

Yeah.

Listen, if Winston Churchill,
Marilyn Monroe,

James Earl Jones,

Carly Simon...

If they can all
cure stuttering,

so can you.

Who's C-C-Carly Simon?

I don't know,
but James Earl Jones
is Darth Vader.

That is so freaky.

(LAUGHS)

My... My dad was
just trying to
protect me, that's all.

WILL: I know, Daniel,

but even if
the allegations

against the reverend Yardley
are true,

your father still has
to answer for what he did.

Well, they are true.

And the court will
take that into consideration

in your father's case.

We just need to get
a statement from you.

(SIGHS)

I was at the church,

and I helped out
there sometimes

with the after-school
committees,

and reverend Yardley
seemed nice.

We talked.
He was a good listener.

And then this one day,

he asked me to come
to his office...

And that's when
it happened.

He, um... You know...

He put his...
His hands on me...

Down there...

And then... (SIGHS)

He tried to kiss me
and touch me...

And...

Take your time, son.

My dad told me not
to spend time with him.

Why?

What do you mean?

Well, did he suspect
something happened?

No. No. I just meant...
You know...

Being gay. It's a sin.

You know, Daniel,

my daughter said something
the other night.

She's on the debate team.

She said,

"Logic is a way
to find truth."

And what you're
telling me, son,

it just doesn't
seem logical.

Why?

Well, if your father
didn't know then that
the reverend was gay,

why would he tell you
to avoid him?

He touched me,
and it was a sin.

They why didn't your father
come to us first?

You know, he was so mad,

and he kept yelling
about being gay,

and he just
wouldn't listen.

So you tried
to talk to him.

Yeah.

You didn't want him
to hurt Reverend Yardley.

No.

But he wanted to...

Because he was gay,

not because
he was a molester.

My dad was just
trying to protect me.

He wasn't... You know,
he didn't want me
getting mixed up...

Mixed up?

I... Look...

He told me
I'd go to hell.

He's my dad.

He's supposed to know
what's best, right?

And was the reverend
telling you something
different?

Mm-hmm.

Um...

(SOBS)

I...

Hated myself,
being this way.

I was so alone.
I wanted to kill myself.

He said...

Reverend Yardley,
he said that

God loved me,
no matter what.

He wasn't... I mean,

he understood
what it was like.

He wasn't even gay,
and he understood me.

So he didn't touch you.

He was my friend.

When I tried
to talk to my dad,

he just screamed
that the reverend
made me a fag.

He ran out of the house
telling me

I'd see what happened
to sinners like him.

(SOBBING)

But I didn't know
what he was gonna do.

I swear to God.

I'm sorry. I...

He was my friend.

The reverend was my friend.

He was my friend.
He was my friend.

(CRYING)

I, uh, I c-c-compiled
all the data,

and wrote an opening
a-a-affirmation.

Wow.

This is fearsome, Scott.

You did all this
in one night?

(CHUCKLES)
W-w-writing
is no problem.

Apparently not.

Writing is kind of like
your voice, huh?

I g-g-guess so.
(CHUCKLES)

I mean, the world can
hear you this way.

You can let people
know what you think
this way, right?

W-w-what are
you s-s-saying?

This is your voice,
Scott.

You have to go
with your voice.

You should be like
writing for the paper
or something.

You mean
q-q-quit debate?

No, no, not quitting,

moving on to what's
right for you.

Wouldn't you love to see
your stuff in the paper?

(SCOFFS) Yeah.

Then do it.

This is about you.

Not your dad.
Not Mr. Enfield.

This is about you,
your voice.

Yeah.

I'm, uh...

I-I-I'm a w-w-writer.

Yeah.

I q-q-quit.

I beg your pardon,
Mr. Brooks?

Q-q-quit. (LAUGHS)

I... I quit.

(LAUGHING)

Thank you.

I quit.

I totally
have this down, God.

JOAN: So, any luck finding
Adam an art teacher?

No, and Price says
he's gonna fill that
position by Friday,

no matter what.

Adam told Price
he should hire you.

Hmm? Really?

Yeah. Can you imagine?
You grading my friends?

Eww and eww.

I used to teach,
you know,

and I've been exhibited.

What are you saying, mom?

You can't teach
at my school.

It's like incest
or something.

I'm going to go get
the hamburger meat.

Hi. Two and a half pounds
of hamburger meat, please.

So, you quit debate, huh?

Shouldn't you be in
the produce section?

I always thought God
would be a vegetarian.

(Laughs) You know,
I was surprised.

You were only in debate for...

Three days...

Because I'm good.

I am so getting this
whole mission thing.

I'm even getting
better at the riddles.

"Finding his voice."

Ah.
Ah.

That was a good one.
Because at first,

I thought I had
to cure his stuttering,

which, according to the book,
could take years...

Oh, lean beef, please.
My mom's on a health kick.

You aren't done, Joan.

But I completed the mission.

I wanted you to join
the debate team to be
in a debate.

Come on. If I argue
in favor of that
stupid policy,

Grace is totally
gonna write me off.

So your position
has no validity at all?

Yeah. Ha.

Grace is all political
and knows about
this stuff,

and I know what a drag
it is to get searched.

So you think believing
something to be true

makes it true?

Well, if believing
in things is wrong,

that would put
you out of business
pretty fast,

wouldn't it?

I don't exist because
people believe in me.

I simply exist,

whether they
believe in me or not.

Hanging onto beliefs,
that's not truth.

Open your mind, Joan.

Read what Scott gave you.

Be a part of that
debate tomorrow.

Here.

Doesn't get
any fresher than this.

I just ground it.

Why? I went for weeks
without talking to you,

and I can't hold
a grudge like she can.

Yeah, but you
had a good reason.

She's being a jerk.

You don't think
she's right, do you?

I usually don't listen
to what's going on

unless I hear
my name.

I mean,
there are arguments
on the other side.

Scott put together
some amazing facts

that I couldn't
get out of reading.

Grace could at least
come to the debate
and listen.

She is.

Oh. How about you?

Me?
Yeah, are you coming?

You want me to?

Well, yeah.

Yeah, I'll come.

Adam...

We're okay now,
aren't we?

S-sure.

We're... Us.

Here are
the applications.

I put the best one
on top, a Mr. Rooney.

Uh, fine.
Put them in my in-box,

and I'll go through them
in the morning.

Okay. Um, he's not
ideal, though,

'cause he does go on.

I mean, I had to sit
and listen to him

denigrate abstract
expressionism.

He feels de Kooning
and Pollock are overrated.

They're only responsible
for one of the major
artistic revolutions

of the twentieth century.

Do I seem engaged in
this discussion, Helen?

No.

As usual, no.

Um, I'll put them
in your in-box.

I, uh, I talked to my dad
about the Yardley beating.

Wrote a follow-up.
You can use it if you want.

The kid's going to
live with his aunt.

When he went to say
goodbye to his father,

the guy wouldn't even
look at him.

Kevin, this is wonderful.

A little, uh,
loose and free
with the commas,

but hey, it's tight.
Descriptive.

Thanks.

Uh... Listen.

Uh, about tonight?

Uh... I can't make it.

I have a family thing.

Oh.

So, sorry about
the short notice.

Kevin...

We can just
have a nice dinner.

(SIGHS)

No, we can't.
It's already
more than that.

This... This
used to be easy
for me, Rebecca.

I mean, I used
to know how to handle
a night like this,

but...

I'm not that guy anymore.

I never knew that guy.

I invited
the guy you are now.

And, uh...

I think
I should figure out
who that is first.

Go.

I have doubts.

And you think
your doubts have
any validity?

You were certain
about Grace.

You were dead wrong.
It's not your field, dude.

Go.

I'm engaging
in an exploratory mission.

That's all.

Glynis?

I just wanted
to wish you luck
on the debate.

Thanks.

It's kind of awkward that
I'm opposing Joan, but...

Are you okay?

You're flushed
and your breathing
is rapid and shallow.

Oh.

(CHUCKLES) You must...

You must be the best
health teacher at the "Y."

I feel it's important
to have a complete
grasp of the information

in order
to teach the kids.

Your breathing
is also increasing.

It has to do with
restricted capillaries

and increased
blood flow. You know.

I know. Uh...

The hypothalamus gland
processes external
and intellectual stimuli,

which causes...
Tells the body
how to respond.

Yeah, I read the Walen
and Roth study.

We seem to share
a lot of the same interests.

Yes.

So, you must know
that if my heart rate
continues to increase,

I might get light-headed,
which wouldn't
be good for the debate.

No, not at all.

S-So, I should go.

Of course.

JOAN: There was
a study, um, published
in the Washington Post

that said, uh...

One incident of minor...

(MICROPHONE BEEPS)

BOY: Boring.
(GIGGLING)

One incident of minor
violence in school,

you know,
like someone getting
decked or mugged, um,

can lower the rate
of graduation.

That was, like,
a complete surprise,
wasn't it?

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

(CLEARS THROAT) Uh...

Psychologists at, um...

Uh...

Um... Psychologists
at, uh...

At Johns Hopkins,

big, big, important
medical school,

have found that
while increased security

can also create
a sense of anxiety,

that the anxiety
is nothing next
to the sense of security,

which allows students
to focus on their study.

GRACE: So they can grow up
and be part of a system

which will take
away even more
of our civil rights.

This is not a free-for-all.
It's a debate.

Please continue,
Miss Girardi.

Um... (CLEARING THROAT)

In Florida, their
zero-tolerance policies

are responsible
for a 37% reduction...

GRACE: You know, this whole
debate is a joke!

(SIGHS)

I, uh, I have a very
strong rebuttal.

GRACE: Like it matters!

No matter what happens
in this debate,

those metal detectors
will still be there.

They will still
stop us and search us.

I would like you
to leave, Miss Polk.

Oh, gee.
Remember free speech,
Mr. Price?

Remember decorum?
Manners? Civility?

Yeah, all the things
they use to keep us down.

Well, guess what?
Today is about freedom.

JOAN: You call
what you're doing
right now free speech?

You're not debating
this young woman,
Miss Girardi.

I suggest
you not deviate
from the rules.

We are so gonna
win this debate.

GRACE:
That's right, Girardi.
Party line.

That's what it's about.

All right, out.

And what's it
about for you, Grace?

Your idea of freedom
is a world

where everybody
agrees with you?

You believe in this crap?

I don't know
what I believe!

I know Ramsey
came in here with a gun.

I know people
could have died!
You, me!

You said I think
like this because
my father's a cop?

Like that's bad?

Yeah, my dad is a cop,

and you may think
that makes him
some kind of pig,

but he deals with
those guns every day!

This is not some
political thing for him!

This is reality!

He's had them
pointed at him
and shoved in his face,

and that makes it
real for me, too,

because every time I hear
the cops are someplace

and shots are fired,

I wonder if I'm ever
gonna see my father again!

I don't think
we should have to,
like, live in some prison.

That sucks. But I do know
we have to deal with this!

We have to work
something out!

Even if it's not
what we started believing
in the first place.

I... I know
I'm mouthing off, Mr. Enfield,

and I can't cite some report
to back up my theories.

This is just how I feel.

Sorry I messed up
the debate.

(MURMURING)

You made quite
an impression in there.

I don't need
the sarcasm.

I tried to debate.

I tried to do
what you wanted,
and I lost it, okay?

I thought it all
turned out just fine.

What you did up there,
it was true.

You found your voice.

Great!

(LAUGHS) Great. Thanks
for the lesson.

It cost me my friend.

Oh, what?
Because you two don't
agree about things?

I don't have
a lot of friends, okay?

Do you know
what "grace" is, Joan?

Yeah, pissed off.

Do you know
the meaning of "grace"?

It's a touch of truth

that lets you see the world
in a new way.

It's a gift
that can only be felt

when you're open enough
to accept it.

Um...

I don't really apologize,

so, um...

So this isn't
happening, but, uh...

I just should've
thought about you.

(CRYING)

Thank you.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You would've been
so proud of her, Will.

Somehow, these days,

every time
we're proud of Joan,

it involves chaos.

Do you think that's good?

I don't think
we have a choice.

I filled out the application
today, Will.

What?

For art teacher.

After everything
calmed down,

I realized how much braver
my little girl was than me,

so...

I filled out the application,

I threw the others away,

and I just left mine
in Price's in-box.

You're the first person
I've told.

I am so scared, Will.

You can't be brave
if you're not scared.

It'll be okay.

Sure.

♪ Have a little faith in me...

♪ Have a little faith in me...

Why are you
home so late?

Paperwork.

♪ Have a little faith in me...

You were gonna come
give me a kiss, right?

Always.

♪ When your secret heart

♪ Cannot speak so easily

♪ Call me your baby

♪ From a whisper start

♪ To have a little
faith in me ♪

Just don't flunk her.

I don't think any of us
could handle that.

(CHUCKLING)

♪ Just turn around

♪ And you will see

♪ Have a little faith in me

♪ Have a little faith in me

♪ Hmm-mmm-mm-mmm ♪