:28:08
- Move slowly to the right, people.
- Yep, yep
:28:12
Miss Johnson.
:28:15
- You better be for real.
- Yep, yep
:28:21
- Yep, yep
- Miss Johnson?
:28:23
Yes, Callie?
:28:25
lf you wanna get the class
to listen, get Emilio.
:28:31
- Yep, yep
- lt's all right
:28:33
- lt's all right
- As you may have heard
:28:36
- Yeah
- To smoke a fat one
:28:37
- To smoke a fat one
- And drink a Thunderbird
:28:40
- Drink a Thunderbird
- lt's okay
:28:43
- lt's okay
- To play this loud
:28:46
- Mister DJ, don't mean
to sweat you down
- Wait
:28:52
- I'll get you, you little fucker.
- Yep
:28:55
- Poetry?
- Poetry, yeah.
:28:58
- These kids?
- Why not these kids?
:29:00
Well, hey, go for it.
:29:03
No, but I gotta find a gimmick
first, you know. Something
that'll grab their attention.
:29:06
- Who's your favourite poet, Griffith?
- My favourite?
:29:08
- Oh, there are so many.
How do I choose?
- I'm serious.
:29:11
Mmm. Serious. Okay.
:29:14
- Big D. Dylan.
- Get out!
:29:16
Why not?
:29:18
Well, I don-- He's n-- You know,
he's not for everybody.
:29:20
I mean, he's a little
long-winded, don't you think?
:29:23
I suppose that's 'cause
he wrote drunk.
:29:26
He had a drinking problem?
:29:27
Well, the guy's Welsh.
There ain't a lot to do there.
:29:30
I thought he was from Minnesota.
:29:32
You know, if the guy's your
favourite poet, you might want
to read up on him a little bit.
:29:35
He was Welsh and
he drank himself to death.
:29:37
Dead? He's not dead.
I saw him yesterday on MTV.
:29:43
You saw Dylan Thomas on MTV.
:29:46
No. Bob Dylan.
:29:48
Oh--
:29:50
-Bob Dylan? Ohh!
-He looked dead. He looked dead.
:29:54
- Ohh!
- Hey, Mr Tambourine Man
:29:57
Play a song for me