03x06 - Gangsta, Gangsta
Posted: 11/05/03 09:57
At Sean’s house. He’s dialing Emma’s number
Emma’s answering machine: This is the Simpson-Nelson residence, please leave a message.
(Sean hangs up. Tracker and Wendy come in.)
Sean: Need help with that?
Tracker: Um, Sean. This is uh Wendy.
Wendy: Hi
Tracker: This is my little bro, Sean
Wendy: Bathroom?
Tracker: First door on the right… Sorry bout’ that bro. Figured you’d be over at the girlfriends, you know, as usual
Sean: Haven’t been there in a month. Thanks for noticing.
Tracker: What? Did you guys break up or something?
Sean: Her step-dad is sick.
Tracker: Yeah, well, that’s too bad. Look, why don’t you um, why don’t you go buy him a get well card or something.
(Sean calls Emma again.)
Emma’s answering machine: This is the Simpson-Nelson residence, please leave a message.
Outside Degrassi
Toby: My (something) should just buy stock in the photo company, they ordered like two dozen prints.
Sean: Are they blind?
(Jay’s civic comes up.)
JT: See that guy Jay? One hundred percent pure psycho.
Toby: Park there you’ll get a ticket.
Jay: Oh not a ticket!
~Jay grabs Toby’s pictures~
Toby: Hey give those back!
(Sean grabs them.)
Jay: What are you? His body guard?
Sean: His friend.
Jay: pfft.
Media Immersion
Mr. Simpson: Good job… Spell check, try it some time.
Sean: He’s in a great mood.
Emma: He started chemo last week.
Sean: Oh, sorry.
Emma: It’s okay. The laptop was a surprise from Mom to cheer him up.
Sean: Cause’ nothing says happy like a new computer.
Emma: true, if you’re Archie Simpson…Did you call last night? There were some hang ups.
Sean: No. Wasn’t me…I was thinking. Why don’t we get together tonight. You know, watch some TV, order a pizza, like we used to
Emma: I don’t know if I can
Sean: Come on. A movie, a couch, double cheese, me.
Emma: How could I resist?
Hallway. Jay’s breaking into a vending machine
Jay: Yo what’s up? Get up.
(Jay gives Sean a chocolate bar. Sean sits next to Emma at her locker.)
Sean: Hey. What is this?
Emma: Tempe alp alpha and peanut sauce. Hello, vitamins.
Sean: Hello, taste good.
Mr. Simpson: Emma, I’m calling a sub, I’m going home.
Emma: Not feeling well?
Mr. Simpson: Your mom’s stuck at the salon tonight. So you got a come straight home.
Emma: I can’t Sean and I are…
Mr. Simpson: Are going to have to reschedule.
(Emma sighs.)
Sean: Did you guys ever hear of babysitters?
Emma: Sean?
Sean: Yeah I know, it sucks
Emma: I know
Outside
Kendra: Wow, (something) you can’t do that!
Liberty: Oh, I can, a rare but legal move of opportunity by the lonely pawn.
Nadia: Toby, is everything okay?
Toby: JT was supposed to be here.
Nadia: Then why is he sitting over there?
Toby: He probably just forgot today’s the inaugural meeting of the Rooks and Knights Society. Hey JT! Over here!
Kendra: Yeah, he really forgot.
Toby: Hope he hasn’t forgotten he’s staying over at my house tonight. Nadia: Check mate four
Shop class
Craig: When I try doing that with a wrench, it just felt looser.
Sean: Maybe you should stick to selling cars.
Craig: Hey shut up! Man, this was supposed to be my bird’s course for the semester.
Sean: I don’t know many birds that can change a transmit ion.
Mr. Ehl: Ah, nice job Sean, you can work my pit any day.
Craig: Sean? What’s his problem? Don’t mess with him man.
Sean: You’re doing that wrong… Try removing the injector line first. Righty tighty, lefty loosy.
Jay: You’ve got guts Cameron
Classroom
Mr. Armstrong: Now in an obtuse triangle, one angle is greater then 90 degrees, where as in a scalene triangle…
(Mr. Raditch comes in.)
Mr. Raditch: May I see Sean Cameron please?
Mr. Armstrong: Sure, Sean?
(They go outside the classroom.)
Mr. Radicth: Someone broke into a vending machine near your locker. Did you see anything?
Sean: No.
Mr. Raditch: Really? Some students said that they saw you-
Sean: Saw me what?!
Mr. Raditch: I’m just trying to get to the bottom of this.
Sean: So that points to me? The poor kid?!
Mr. Raditch: That’s not what I said
Sean: Then what are you saying?!
Mr. Raditch: Watch your tone. Sean, I’m just trying to get to the bottom of this.
Sean: Well I’m not at the bottom of it.
Mr. Raditch: Well the way you’re acting, I’m beginning to think you are. I’m watching you, Mr. Cameron.
Outside
Jay: What’s your problem?
Sean: You! Raditch is all over me because of that stupid vending machine!
Jay: Did you tell him anything?
Sean: No. But he thinks I did it!
Jay: Oh, I’m in trouble with Raditch! I’m gonna get a detention!
(Sean punches Jay, and a fight breaks out.)
Mr. Armstrong: Hey, I said cool it!
Office
Jay: Technically, the sidewalk is city property. Fight was off school grounds. We should get a warning.
Sean: Don’t talk to me.
Jay: You handled yourself pretty good.
Sean: I said don’t talk to me.
Jay: Look at you, all Eminem on the outside, big scared baby on the inside.
Sean: I’ve got a record okay?
Jay: You’re that guy aren’t you? Nearly k*lled a kid in Wasaga!
Sean: It was a fight, and I deafened him in one ear.
Jay: Sorry? What, I can’t hear you?
Sean: You know, you’re a real comedian for someone sitting in the principal’s office.
Jay: Chairs got my imprint in it. Look, you ever wanna hang with some real
people, your people. Not geeks. You let me know.
Mr. Raditch: Jason, you first. In my office now.
JT’s dream
JT: Liberty…
(Wakes up.)
Toby: JT, get up. We’re gonna be late.
JT: Toby quit it! Stop!
Toby: What? Did you pee the bed or something? You had a wet dream? 3 feet above my head?
JT: Can you keep it down?!
Toby: Who was it about?
JT: Your Mom.
Toby: It was Liberty wasn’t it? Liberty…Liberty…
JT: Toby! I swear if you tell anyone, I’ll slaughter you!
Toby: Okay sh**t. So, what time do we meet the cool kids for lunch?
JT: Lunch? No, no you’re not having lunch with us okay?
Toby: Oh yes I am. Unless you want everyone to find out about your sticky situation.
Outside School
Sean: Cold air intake.
Jay: Yeah, how’d you know?
Sean: It’s a simple mod. Sucks air into the engine, adds about 5 horses.
Jay: You know your cars.
Sean: You don’t. It’s loose. Now, the cold air in takes a start, but if you really wanna tweak this, add a full cap back system…It, it’s a pipe running from the (something) converter to the exhaust, it adds about 15 horse power.
Jay: Sweet. How much?
Sean: In parts? A few hundred.
(Jay whistles.)
Sean: The parts aren’t cheap, but if you want, I can do the labor for free.
Lunch room
Paige: Oh it might be a Tr*mp nine, but it does not b*at a left bower.
Spinner: I, I don’t understand. I mean Tr*mp, bower, Euchre? Is this even English?
Toby: Actually Euchre is an English word. But it’s origins are unknown. Love Euchre, always play with my Buby. Deal me in.
JT: I’m Toby Isaacs, I know everything.
Toby: I was just making an observation.
JT: Really? Would you like to hear my observation Toby? No one cares.
Toby: Well I know something everyone here might care about.
JT: Toby
Toby: The nocturnal emission , better known as the wet dream. I’ve had them, Spinner’s had them, even Mr. Raditch has even had them.
Paige: Okay, I so did not need that mental image.
Toby: Know who else has had them?
JT: Hey guys, lets get back to the cards
Toby: JT York
Spinner: Okay. Is there a point to this?
Toby: Oh there’s a point. Right there.
Spinner: I’m still lost.
Toby: So was JT this morning, in sweet dreams of Liberty.
Hazel: Uh, gross. Can we change the topic?
Paige: No way, this is such juicy gossip. Pardon the pun.
Ravine
Emma: We have one hour to pick up each and every last piece of garbage. Remember guys, today we’re gonna
Everyone: clean the ravine!
Jay: This is how you’re gonna spend lunch? Picking up garbage?
Sean: I promised I’d help out.
Jay: Fine, help out. We’re going for a drive.
Emma: Sean, I was thinking you and I could start on the northeast slope.
Jay: Uh oh, chemical spill!
Emma: Well I’m gonna go start.
Jay: Great sense of humor. Look man, it’s your choice. Come for a ride, or “Clean the Ravine!”
Emma and Sean in the Ravine
Emma: Want a drink? Thanks for helping. I know this isn’t exactly your idea of fun… Sean?
Sean: The garbage isn’t going any where.
(They start to make out, but Kendra comes up.)
Kendra: Uh, lot, lot a garbage?
Sean: Emma?
Emma: Anybody could walk by.
Sean: Who cares?
Emma: I do.
Hallway
Emma: See you in class… Fine, be like that
Sean: Like what?
Emma: Sulky.
Sean: You’re so uptight!
Emma: Why? Because I didn’t wanna like make out in front other people.
Sean: No, because you never wanna do anything. Not with me!
Emma: I just spent my entire lunch with you!
Sean: Yeah! Cleaning the Ravine!
Emma: Well sorry that I care about stupid unimportant things like the environment!
Sean: That’s all you care about! Emma Nelson! Environmental Crusader. A babysitter. A nurse.
Emma: Snake has cancer Sean.
Sean: Yeah, I heard!
Emma: Fine, tomorrow you spend lunch with those losers!
Sean: You know what? I will! Because at least they’re fun!
Emma: Fun?! And you! You’re just pathetic.
(Sean slams her locker.)
Shop class
Mr. Ehl: This is not a barn yard. I am not your mother. So clean up. Okay? All of you who have cleaned up, get outta here.
Jay: Righty lefty loosy huh? Hey, remember the cap back system? I’ve been working on a scheme to get the cash.
Sean: Oh yeah?
Jay: It’s pretty good.
Sean: Good, lets do it.
Jay: Don’t you need permission from the boss?
Sean: She’s not my boss. Lets go.
Jay: Alright
Hallway
Jay: Alright, I’ll break in. You guys make sure the janitors are occupied.
Sean: Yo, the keyboard will get you $50 if you’re lucky. Now that, that’ll buy you a cap back system.
Jay: Since it was your idea.
(Sean slips the laptop into the bag.)
Outside School
Sean: Alright, I got this. All you gotta do is clamp here.
Jay: Up front?
Sean: And another one at the (something) should be at the back.
Emma: Sean, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?
Sean: No.
Jay: Go ahead and talk. We’re all interested.
Emma: It’s about yesterday. We both said a lot. I was hoping we could talk, really talk, about everything.
Sean: Got nothing to say.
(Emma walks away.)
Alex: She really is as flat as a board.
Outside
JT: How could you do that?
Toby: Me? What about the way you’ve been acting?
JT: You told them I had a wet dream over Liberty!
Toby: You treated me like crap for no reason! You stood me up for lunch, you act like I’m some big loser. What did I do to you?
JT: Look, you’re they’re my friends, you’re my friend, but you and them..
Toby: Are never gonna happen?
JT: No… Toby, Toby, wait up! Let’s have lunch together today, okay?
Mr.Simpson’s room
Emma: What’s the matter?
Mr. Simpson: My, my new laptop. I, I thought I left it locked in here last night. I mean I know the chemo’s making me stupid, but I cant believe I actually lost it.
Emma: Maybe it’s not the chemo…
Emma’s answering machine: This is the Simpson-Nelson residence, please leave a message.
(Sean hangs up. Tracker and Wendy come in.)
Sean: Need help with that?
Tracker: Um, Sean. This is uh Wendy.
Wendy: Hi
Tracker: This is my little bro, Sean
Wendy: Bathroom?
Tracker: First door on the right… Sorry bout’ that bro. Figured you’d be over at the girlfriends, you know, as usual
Sean: Haven’t been there in a month. Thanks for noticing.
Tracker: What? Did you guys break up or something?
Sean: Her step-dad is sick.
Tracker: Yeah, well, that’s too bad. Look, why don’t you um, why don’t you go buy him a get well card or something.
(Sean calls Emma again.)
Emma’s answering machine: This is the Simpson-Nelson residence, please leave a message.
Outside Degrassi
Toby: My (something) should just buy stock in the photo company, they ordered like two dozen prints.
Sean: Are they blind?
(Jay’s civic comes up.)
JT: See that guy Jay? One hundred percent pure psycho.
Toby: Park there you’ll get a ticket.
Jay: Oh not a ticket!
~Jay grabs Toby’s pictures~
Toby: Hey give those back!
(Sean grabs them.)
Jay: What are you? His body guard?
Sean: His friend.
Jay: pfft.
Media Immersion
Mr. Simpson: Good job… Spell check, try it some time.
Sean: He’s in a great mood.
Emma: He started chemo last week.
Sean: Oh, sorry.
Emma: It’s okay. The laptop was a surprise from Mom to cheer him up.
Sean: Cause’ nothing says happy like a new computer.
Emma: true, if you’re Archie Simpson…Did you call last night? There were some hang ups.
Sean: No. Wasn’t me…I was thinking. Why don’t we get together tonight. You know, watch some TV, order a pizza, like we used to
Emma: I don’t know if I can
Sean: Come on. A movie, a couch, double cheese, me.
Emma: How could I resist?
Hallway. Jay’s breaking into a vending machine
Jay: Yo what’s up? Get up.
(Jay gives Sean a chocolate bar. Sean sits next to Emma at her locker.)
Sean: Hey. What is this?
Emma: Tempe alp alpha and peanut sauce. Hello, vitamins.
Sean: Hello, taste good.
Mr. Simpson: Emma, I’m calling a sub, I’m going home.
Emma: Not feeling well?
Mr. Simpson: Your mom’s stuck at the salon tonight. So you got a come straight home.
Emma: I can’t Sean and I are…
Mr. Simpson: Are going to have to reschedule.
(Emma sighs.)
Sean: Did you guys ever hear of babysitters?
Emma: Sean?
Sean: Yeah I know, it sucks
Emma: I know
Outside
Kendra: Wow, (something) you can’t do that!
Liberty: Oh, I can, a rare but legal move of opportunity by the lonely pawn.
Nadia: Toby, is everything okay?
Toby: JT was supposed to be here.
Nadia: Then why is he sitting over there?
Toby: He probably just forgot today’s the inaugural meeting of the Rooks and Knights Society. Hey JT! Over here!
Kendra: Yeah, he really forgot.
Toby: Hope he hasn’t forgotten he’s staying over at my house tonight. Nadia: Check mate four
Shop class
Craig: When I try doing that with a wrench, it just felt looser.
Sean: Maybe you should stick to selling cars.
Craig: Hey shut up! Man, this was supposed to be my bird’s course for the semester.
Sean: I don’t know many birds that can change a transmit ion.
Mr. Ehl: Ah, nice job Sean, you can work my pit any day.
Craig: Sean? What’s his problem? Don’t mess with him man.
Sean: You’re doing that wrong… Try removing the injector line first. Righty tighty, lefty loosy.
Jay: You’ve got guts Cameron
Classroom
Mr. Armstrong: Now in an obtuse triangle, one angle is greater then 90 degrees, where as in a scalene triangle…
(Mr. Raditch comes in.)
Mr. Raditch: May I see Sean Cameron please?
Mr. Armstrong: Sure, Sean?
(They go outside the classroom.)
Mr. Radicth: Someone broke into a vending machine near your locker. Did you see anything?
Sean: No.
Mr. Raditch: Really? Some students said that they saw you-
Sean: Saw me what?!
Mr. Raditch: I’m just trying to get to the bottom of this.
Sean: So that points to me? The poor kid?!
Mr. Raditch: That’s not what I said
Sean: Then what are you saying?!
Mr. Raditch: Watch your tone. Sean, I’m just trying to get to the bottom of this.
Sean: Well I’m not at the bottom of it.
Mr. Raditch: Well the way you’re acting, I’m beginning to think you are. I’m watching you, Mr. Cameron.
Outside
Jay: What’s your problem?
Sean: You! Raditch is all over me because of that stupid vending machine!
Jay: Did you tell him anything?
Sean: No. But he thinks I did it!
Jay: Oh, I’m in trouble with Raditch! I’m gonna get a detention!
(Sean punches Jay, and a fight breaks out.)
Mr. Armstrong: Hey, I said cool it!
Office
Jay: Technically, the sidewalk is city property. Fight was off school grounds. We should get a warning.
Sean: Don’t talk to me.
Jay: You handled yourself pretty good.
Sean: I said don’t talk to me.
Jay: Look at you, all Eminem on the outside, big scared baby on the inside.
Sean: I’ve got a record okay?
Jay: You’re that guy aren’t you? Nearly k*lled a kid in Wasaga!
Sean: It was a fight, and I deafened him in one ear.
Jay: Sorry? What, I can’t hear you?
Sean: You know, you’re a real comedian for someone sitting in the principal’s office.
Jay: Chairs got my imprint in it. Look, you ever wanna hang with some real
people, your people. Not geeks. You let me know.
Mr. Raditch: Jason, you first. In my office now.
JT’s dream
JT: Liberty…
(Wakes up.)
Toby: JT, get up. We’re gonna be late.
JT: Toby quit it! Stop!
Toby: What? Did you pee the bed or something? You had a wet dream? 3 feet above my head?
JT: Can you keep it down?!
Toby: Who was it about?
JT: Your Mom.
Toby: It was Liberty wasn’t it? Liberty…Liberty…
JT: Toby! I swear if you tell anyone, I’ll slaughter you!
Toby: Okay sh**t. So, what time do we meet the cool kids for lunch?
JT: Lunch? No, no you’re not having lunch with us okay?
Toby: Oh yes I am. Unless you want everyone to find out about your sticky situation.
Outside School
Sean: Cold air intake.
Jay: Yeah, how’d you know?
Sean: It’s a simple mod. Sucks air into the engine, adds about 5 horses.
Jay: You know your cars.
Sean: You don’t. It’s loose. Now, the cold air in takes a start, but if you really wanna tweak this, add a full cap back system…It, it’s a pipe running from the (something) converter to the exhaust, it adds about 15 horse power.
Jay: Sweet. How much?
Sean: In parts? A few hundred.
(Jay whistles.)
Sean: The parts aren’t cheap, but if you want, I can do the labor for free.
Lunch room
Paige: Oh it might be a Tr*mp nine, but it does not b*at a left bower.
Spinner: I, I don’t understand. I mean Tr*mp, bower, Euchre? Is this even English?
Toby: Actually Euchre is an English word. But it’s origins are unknown. Love Euchre, always play with my Buby. Deal me in.
JT: I’m Toby Isaacs, I know everything.
Toby: I was just making an observation.
JT: Really? Would you like to hear my observation Toby? No one cares.
Toby: Well I know something everyone here might care about.
JT: Toby
Toby: The nocturnal emission , better known as the wet dream. I’ve had them, Spinner’s had them, even Mr. Raditch has even had them.
Paige: Okay, I so did not need that mental image.
Toby: Know who else has had them?
JT: Hey guys, lets get back to the cards
Toby: JT York
Spinner: Okay. Is there a point to this?
Toby: Oh there’s a point. Right there.
Spinner: I’m still lost.
Toby: So was JT this morning, in sweet dreams of Liberty.
Hazel: Uh, gross. Can we change the topic?
Paige: No way, this is such juicy gossip. Pardon the pun.
Ravine
Emma: We have one hour to pick up each and every last piece of garbage. Remember guys, today we’re gonna
Everyone: clean the ravine!
Jay: This is how you’re gonna spend lunch? Picking up garbage?
Sean: I promised I’d help out.
Jay: Fine, help out. We’re going for a drive.
Emma: Sean, I was thinking you and I could start on the northeast slope.
Jay: Uh oh, chemical spill!
Emma: Well I’m gonna go start.
Jay: Great sense of humor. Look man, it’s your choice. Come for a ride, or “Clean the Ravine!”
Emma and Sean in the Ravine
Emma: Want a drink? Thanks for helping. I know this isn’t exactly your idea of fun… Sean?
Sean: The garbage isn’t going any where.
(They start to make out, but Kendra comes up.)
Kendra: Uh, lot, lot a garbage?
Sean: Emma?
Emma: Anybody could walk by.
Sean: Who cares?
Emma: I do.
Hallway
Emma: See you in class… Fine, be like that
Sean: Like what?
Emma: Sulky.
Sean: You’re so uptight!
Emma: Why? Because I didn’t wanna like make out in front other people.
Sean: No, because you never wanna do anything. Not with me!
Emma: I just spent my entire lunch with you!
Sean: Yeah! Cleaning the Ravine!
Emma: Well sorry that I care about stupid unimportant things like the environment!
Sean: That’s all you care about! Emma Nelson! Environmental Crusader. A babysitter. A nurse.
Emma: Snake has cancer Sean.
Sean: Yeah, I heard!
Emma: Fine, tomorrow you spend lunch with those losers!
Sean: You know what? I will! Because at least they’re fun!
Emma: Fun?! And you! You’re just pathetic.
(Sean slams her locker.)
Shop class
Mr. Ehl: This is not a barn yard. I am not your mother. So clean up. Okay? All of you who have cleaned up, get outta here.
Jay: Righty lefty loosy huh? Hey, remember the cap back system? I’ve been working on a scheme to get the cash.
Sean: Oh yeah?
Jay: It’s pretty good.
Sean: Good, lets do it.
Jay: Don’t you need permission from the boss?
Sean: She’s not my boss. Lets go.
Jay: Alright
Hallway
Jay: Alright, I’ll break in. You guys make sure the janitors are occupied.
Sean: Yo, the keyboard will get you $50 if you’re lucky. Now that, that’ll buy you a cap back system.
Jay: Since it was your idea.
(Sean slips the laptop into the bag.)
Outside School
Sean: Alright, I got this. All you gotta do is clamp here.
Jay: Up front?
Sean: And another one at the (something) should be at the back.
Emma: Sean, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?
Sean: No.
Jay: Go ahead and talk. We’re all interested.
Emma: It’s about yesterday. We both said a lot. I was hoping we could talk, really talk, about everything.
Sean: Got nothing to say.
(Emma walks away.)
Alex: She really is as flat as a board.
Outside
JT: How could you do that?
Toby: Me? What about the way you’ve been acting?
JT: You told them I had a wet dream over Liberty!
Toby: You treated me like crap for no reason! You stood me up for lunch, you act like I’m some big loser. What did I do to you?
JT: Look, you’re they’re my friends, you’re my friend, but you and them..
Toby: Are never gonna happen?
JT: No… Toby, Toby, wait up! Let’s have lunch together today, okay?
Mr.Simpson’s room
Emma: What’s the matter?
Mr. Simpson: My, my new laptop. I, I thought I left it locked in here last night. I mean I know the chemo’s making me stupid, but I cant believe I actually lost it.
Emma: Maybe it’s not the chemo…