Arley:
[Storming into the room]
Mr. Simonet?
Eugene:
Yes, I'm Eugene...
[looks up from his desk to see Arlene]
Eugene:
...Simonet.
Arley:
[Taken aback by Eugene's scars]
Hello.
Eugene:
Hello.
Arley:
What is this assignment?
Eugene:
Excuse me?
Arley:
What did you tell my son to make him bring a homeless man into my house?
Eugene:
Uh, I have two problems. One: I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. And two: I don't know who you are.
Arley:
Arlene McKinney. My boy is in your social studies class... Trevor.
Eugene:
Trevor. Yes, he's very attentive. He's very exigent, which I like.
[Noticing some confusion on Arlene's face]
Eugene:
Exigent, it's challenging, testing...
Arley:
I know what it means! Would you like to tell me why my kid brought a bum into my house?
Eugene:
I have no idea...
Arley:
Bullshit!
Eugene:
Mrs. McKinney, I don't know how your son interpreted the assignment.
Arley:
How do you think he interpreted it?
Eugene:
Well, I don't know. My suggestion is, if you want to know, why don't you go home and talk to your son?
Arley:
Hey! I talked to him!
Eugene:
Really? Then why did you come all the way down here to ask me what the assignment is?
[Points to the blackboard]
Eugene:
It's not a state secret.
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