♪ Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above ♪

-♪ Without it... -Would you like to play a driving game?

Not really. I always lose.

-I know. That's why it's fun. -(laughs)

How about license plates with prime numbers

-followed by a cons...? -Why don't we just talk?

Very well.

You understand

You understand

that some people are gonna be intimidated by you

'cause of how smart you are?

Or maybe they'll recognize my intellect

and make me their leader.

Lord, look after my son.

Don't let him get stuffed in a gym bag.

♪ Bring me a higher love, oh, oh ♪

♪ Bring me a higher love...

(distorted sounds and voices)

(distorted speech)

Oh, dear.

Yeah.

That boy has an exposed tattoo.

He does.

I wonder if he knows

that's in violation of the dress code.

Speaking of which, how about we lose the bowtie?

Speaking of which, how about we lose the bowtie?

Why?

Look around, honey. None of the other kids are wearing one.

Well, perhaps I'll start a fad.

No, you won't. Please trust Mommy.

All right, tell you what.

You take it off, and this weekend,

I'll take you to RadioShack.

Hmm?

Hmm?

(bell ringing)

(indistinct chatter)

(growling)

You doing okay?

I guess.

(roars)

I smell ammonia.

They must've done a thorough cleaning recently.

I like that.

MARY: And remember, if anybody bothers you, what do you say?

My dad's a football coach.

-And? -My brother's a football player.

Good.

Hey, Mom, look.

That girl's pregnant.

Congratulations.

Well, that was revolting.

All right. This is your homeroom.

Do you want me to go in with you?

No. Although I could've used you in the restroom.

Okay, well...

You have a good day.

And I'll pick you up after school,

same door we came in.

Are you crying or having an allergy attack?

Allergies.

It's probably the ammonia.

Probably. (sniffles)

Okay. Let the learning begin.

(exhales)

All right, everybody, my name is Ms. MacElroy.