Apt Pupil
prev.
play.
mark.
next.

:39:00
"Sincerely yours, Edward French."
:39:04
Who's this Edward French?
Headmaster?

:39:09
- Guidance counsellor.
- What is that?

:39:12
He guides and he counsels.
You read the letter.

:39:18
What stinks in here?
:39:21
I bet it's my TV dinner.
:39:28
We've got a real problem here.
:39:31
- I'm not the one in trouble.
- We'll see about that.

:39:35
Don't turn this on me. It's not
my fault your grades have fallen.

:39:39
You're wrong. The shit you're
telling me keeps me up all night.

:39:43
I fall asleep during class.
:39:49
I need a fucking pencil.
Do you have one?

:39:54
- What will your parents do?
- They won't ever see the letter.

:39:59
This isn't just a little slip-up.
My parents will freak.

:40:05
They'll want to know exactly
what happened. Do you get it?

:40:13
- I think so.
- You'd better be sure.

:40:17
It'll be your ass that winds up
in jail, not mine. I need a pencil.

:40:21
A sharp one, please. Thank you.
:40:25
Does this Edward French
know your parents socially?

:40:30
They wouldn't mix with that geek.
:40:33
And professionally,
has he ever spoken to them?

:40:37
No, I've never needed it till now.
:40:45
- Don't mess up that carbon paper.
- What would you know about it?

:40:50
I was forging documents
before your parents were born.


prev.
next.