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- I was fixated on your earlobes

for most of the class.

- So my nanocomputer lesson was dull.

- That my eyes were even open in Media Immersion

is a testament to you.

So stop worrying, okay? (sighing)

- I'm being graded on how well I hold a class tomorrow.

It's scary.

You guys are scary.

(Paige laughing) - Marco's not scary.

Marco's afraid of bees. And Heather Sinclair -

not scary, unless maybe you see her

in her granny panties after gym. There's also the tiny fact

that you are a phenomenal teacher.

So, please, fear not.

- You're sweet.

And not just 'cause you made lemon squares.

(fairground music) (baby crying)

- The park. Great romance idea, hon.

- Poor kid's blinded by the glare

of his dad's legs. Can you say whiter-than-white?

- Yeah - Simpson.

Ohmygod.

He didn't see us. No way.

� Whatever it takes �

� I know I can make it through �

� Uh huh alright �

� If I hold out �

� If I do �

� I know I can make it through �

� Be the best �

� Be the best I can �

� And... and I say to you �

� Whatever it takes � � I know I can make it �

� I know I can make it �

� I know I can make it through ��

- I totally missed washing my hair

to make it in time for this?

Paige skips practice...

again.

Let's go with a 3-4-3 start, ready for a right herkie jump.

Okay, let's go.

- Just so you know,

I'm not cool with you taking over.

- Paige won't care. She's too wrapped up in Matt to notice.

- It's a crush. No big thing.

- You don't have to lie.

Paige told me about her hot after-school affair.

Oops. I did it again.

Alright, guys, let's get it together.

- Let's discuss how this cigarette ad

tries to manipulate us. Anyone?

Emma. Let's hear it.

- Okay. Well, I think it's aimed at a female demographic.

And I think tobacco companies are trying to tell us

that healthy women can smoke,

'cause she's hiking or whatever. - Good.

Now, in terms of subtler messaging -

like where is she? Or where is she going?

- I'm less sure.

- Probably to the ravine.

(exclamations and murmuring)

- That's enough, Mr. Sharpe.

What isn't the ad showing us,

Emma? - Anything negative.

Um...

lung cancer,

emphysema,

stroke... - Gonorrhea...

- Okay, see me after class.

We'll have a lesson on respect.

- Thank you, Mr. Oleander.

- Okay, moving on -

what's the demographic of smokers within the ages...

Nanotech is finally winning the respect

it deserves as a science. (Hazel whispering): Paige!

- Now, a few years ago, this was just a fantasy...

- Shhh! Mr. Oleander is teaching.

- Is Manny your new best friend?

- Okay, can we deal with whatever your problem is later,

Green-Eyed Hazel-monster? - Hazel.

Can I have your attention?

I'm sure you've all heard... - She spilled.

About you and Mr. O. - You do know

you can be secrecy-challenged sometimes, right?

- How could you not tell me?

- Hazel, hi.

Didn't you hear me?

- Gee, Mr. Oleander,

I thought you only had eyes for Paige.

- Oh-ho...!

- Is everything okay?

- Uh, yeah.

I just, um...

just lost my... lost my place.

- Um, Hollywood has seized on nanotech lately.

Um, can anyone name a movie about self-replicating machines?

Anyone?

- Sheila told me if you put lots of ketchup on your fries,

the tomato acid burns the carbs right away.

- She's the cafeteria lady.

Ever think she's trying to get you to buy more fries?

- Em, what's wrong with your eyes?

- I'm trying to kill Chris with my mind.

- Oh, goody. Then you can get Spinner, Jay,

Craig, JT, Nate and Sean.

- Here's me wishing I let my dad talk me into an all-girl school.

- No joke, are you alright?

(Emma sighing) - Honey, you can't let him

upset you like that. He's just one doof.

- No, it's all the guys. Judging constantly.

- Mmm, deep-fried starch.

- Is he not the yummiest thing you ever saw?

- Em, what are you doing this weekend?

- Nothing. - How 'bout the girls and I

come over and we'll have the girliest spa weekend ever.

Zero testosterone.

Hello?

Is anyone free to console a sister this weekend?

- Absolutely. We're there for you.

- I am so, so, so sorry.

- Teenagers are evil.

I can't go back in there and teach two more periods.

- What Hazel did,

it was juvenile and hateful and humiliating.

I promise you nothing like it will ever happen again. Ever.

- I don't want to get booted out of teacher's college.

I can't.

- You won't.

I won't let you.

Sorry, Madame Pag�.

Uh, excusez-moi.

- Happy weekend, Paige!

"Why, thanks, Manny.

And thanks for taking my practice this morning."

- You want me to thank you?

For what?

Dropping a dirty bomb on my life?

- Practice went awesome without you.

And, if you ask some of us, that wasn't a coincidence.

- You told Hazel, when you swore you wouldn't!

- I thought she knew, okay?! Chill.

- Don't use your outdated slang on me.

I doubt that your mouth is even connected

to your tiny, shrivelled, boy-obsessed brain!

- I'm the dumb one?

Who still hasn't figured out not to chase older guys?

Guys so out of her league it's not funny.

- Big words for a girl who picks up my leftovers.

- Could you be more self-obsessed?!

All you think about's your butt! Which probably does require

lots of thought - given that it's huge.

� Do you wanna touch me tonight �

� Do you wanna get me tonight �

� Good luck catching me tonight �

� I'm a bad bad child �

� I'm beggin' baby please �

� Why don't you come to me �

� I'm gonna move the party yeah �

� 'Cause you're takin' me � - Stop it!

Right now!

Stop! Girls!

(screaming)

- Manny, calm down!

- Hey, Mr. Pedophile -

I mean Oleander!

Don't make your girlfriend Paige even more jealous of me!

- Manny. My office, Monday.

Paige, Mr. Oleander - now.

Alright, everyone, school's out.

Go home. Show's over. Now!

I said now.

- The whole world is gonna hate me

if I get him fired.

- You're in love.

What were you supposed to do?

- Abstain from contact with male humans,

seeing as how I'm Paige, the Bermuda Triangle of Love.

- Hi, I'm Hazel.

Just who you want to see...

- Wow, she's not just an evil back-stabber.

She's kinda witty, too.

- Paige...

I am so sorry.

You were right -

I am secrecy challenged.

- At least you didn't call him a pedophile.

- Paige?

Well, this was a rather upsetting day.

- Manny Santos is a liar, okay? She lies.

- Nothing ever happened between you and Mr. Oleander?

- That would be wrong.

He was tutoring me and that's all.

- Mr. Simpson has already left for the day,

as has Mr. Oleander's advisor.

And, frankly, I'm less than comfortable discussing this

without one of your parents being here.

- Is that totally needed?

- We're all going to meet Monday at eight.

But I think I should warn you.

There's a pretty big discrepancy in your reports.

- "Reports"?

- Takes - on the situation?

Mr.Oleander has a very different one.

He told me that you were obsessed with him.

That you followed him, you wouldn't leave him alone.

You stalked him.

- Hold this right on the scratches.

More mocktails coming right up.

- So Paige basically fights you because of a guy?

- Paige basically fights me because she's a psycho wench.

- She fought you because guys

are always turning women against each other.

- Well, that's true.

I'd rather be the way we are now -

no guys, no judging, no upset.

- I like that we don't have to worry about being pretty.

Just us.

- Let's declare the revolution begun.

To heck with guys!

- 'Sup, girls?

(all): Chester's your neighbour?

- He just moved in.

So?

- You're looking a little green.

- Where are you going?! - I am disfigured!

- Having a slumber party, Emmaline?

(banging)

- Hi.

- Hi?! You're just gonna say hi?!

- Look, I tried calling. You weren't picking up

your phone. I'm glad you came over.

- Gee, why didn't I put a microphone in my bra?

That's such a-a novice psycho-stalker mistake.

- I know you're upset. Me too. - No, I'm not.

I'm livid! Boiling!

Pissed beyond all recognition! - Can we talk about this?

- You have three minutes.

- Paige... you know what this job means to me.

Y-you know what school means to me.

- I'm waiting for the "us" part.

- Us? I...

I figured we'd leave time for it to blow over

and when it's summer, we're home free.

- I-in the meantime I get, what, expelled?!

Referred to as "that sad,

desperate loony who stalks TAs"?!

- I didn't know what else to say.

- Please! You wanted to look like the good guy!

Don't kid yourself!

- Okay, Paige, you had a public fight

with Manny Santos after promising me

nothing else would be said!

- She was really mean!!

Why am I doing this?

- My entire future is on the line.

- Em's taking dibs on all the good T-shirts.

She must be stopped... - They don't seem concerned

with their tie-dye prospects at the moment...

- Chester'd better come out soon.

These are 15-minute shoes, max.

- This is supposed to be about us.

Boy-less fun, remember?

A movement...?

- Ohmygawd, there's three of him.

- Multiple adorable Chesters?

- Em, I'm sorry, but it's the call of the wild.

Hey, Chester and copies! Hit me!

- Oh-h-ho!

Nice one!

- Why did you do that?

- No-no-no-no-no-no!

(all shrieking)

(shrieking) - Chester! This isn't funny!

- Then you girls have no sense of humour.

That was hilarious.

- He is so gonna regret that.

- You know fake cheese is one ingredient away

from being plastic? - Oh, just like Manny Santos.

- Mr. O's the one you should be mad at.

That wasn't exactly a Prince Charming move.

- Yeah. Except what if I kind of miss him already?

Is that bad?

Shoot me. Drown me in fake cheese.

- It's not that bad.

And hey, now you know he's human,

not some yoga-bodied teacher god.

- Is this a coffee klatsch, or a workplace?

Because it sure ain't a self-serve.

Those things...

are cus-tom-ers.

- Welcome to my nightmare. Where is he?

- Dylan's feeling all macho about the Matt thing. Sorry.

- No one takes advantage of you like that, okay?

You're my sister. - Uh, I'm working, okay, Hulk?

Shhh. - The guy's a predator.

- He's the same age as you. Are you preying on Marco?

Matt's not perfect, he's just-- - Just disgusting.

- Just wonderful.

And... sweet

and fun. And he put everything

on the line for me.

I'm such a jerk.

- He's gonna be so grossed out.

- Hold the ladder steady. - There's no time!

- Please! Manny...

We are woman, hear us roar, Chester.

- Emma, please be careful.

Hurry up.

- Hey, Emmaline...

- Monday - um...

I'll go along with it.

With your story.

I lost my temper with Manny.

Michalchuks,

we have tempers.

(sighing) - Paige.

- You can't lose your entire life.

Not just for kissing some selfish high-school chick.

Can't happen.

- I, uh...

I don't know what to say.

- Please don't say anything.

Just try and look cute on Monday

so it all feels like it was worth it.

- Paige...

- There's no strings attached.

Don't worry.

There's no strings with us.

I don't need my parents to protect me.

I'm only telling the truth.

I was inappropriate

with Mr. Oleander.

And I'd like to transfer

out of his class immediately.

- It's the only Media Immersion class offered in Grade 11.

You will fail the course. - So I'll repeat it next year.

- Every Grade 12 credit

is taken, Paige, for university applications.

- Well, then maybe I should just transfer schools entirely.

Now. - It's May.

Transferring so late, chances are,

you can't complete the academic year.

You will fail entirely.

- Have you really thought this through?

You should be getting set for university, not acting

like you're in kindergarten. - Mr. Simpson.

- I'm sorry, but I'm not buying what she's selling.

Anything I saw didn't look too one-sided.

- You saw something? - Leave it, sir.

Please, leave it. - No, I can't.

I trusted you with my kids. My kids trusted you.

Including her. - Please, stop it.

Can we just stop?

- Students often have feelings for their teachers.

You just took your feelings too far.

We can help-- - Okay, I'm not gonna sit here

and watch this. - I don't care if I fail.

Can we just finish this now?

Please? - Daphne, whose side are we on?

The students' or the teachers'? - I need to know what you saw.

How can I make a decision if I don't know what you saw?

There's a lot at stake here. - We had a relationship.

- What are you doing?

- We've seen each other outside of school.

It shouldn't have happened.

I take full responsibility.

- Ho-ho-ho. You can't label people.

- Whoa, I thought it was Christmas.

How was jail?

- I only got a warning.

- Sadly, I got another warning.

About Chuck and Chad. - About who?

- My brothers. They're plotting their revenge.

- So your names are Chester,

Chuck and Chad?

- Consider me... your mole behind enemy lines,

two doors down. I'll keep you posted.

- Okay, thanks.

I appreciate it.

- I can't believe you did that.

- That makes two of us.

- You doing okay?

(sighing) - Well, I can stay

in the B.A. program...

but, uh...

teacher's college is done.

- Well, maybe I could...

call your school...

tell them it was my fault

or something.

- I think we've learned that really doesn't work.

- I want you to know...

you would've been worth losing my year over.

- Except I wouldn't have been worth very much

if I let you do that.

And I wouldn't have let you do it.

You know that, right?

Not because of guilt, or me being a gentleman or--

- Matt, I know.

(sighing)

I guess the good news is,

it doesn't matter who sees us in the park.

- Yeah...

that is the good news.

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