SCENE 1, INTERIOR. AFTERNOON, CLASSROOM. Several students remain in the classroom working on missing homework assignments. The teacher is helping a young boy on a math worksheet. After working a few problems with the teacher, the boy looks up.
JOEY: Mr. Z?
TEACHER: What’s up, Joey?
JOEY: I got stung by a wasp…seventeen times.
TEACHER: Seventeen times?
[The boy nods and sets his pencil down].
JOEY: Yep. He stung me here [points to back], here [points to neck], here [points to arms], and here [points to chest].
TEACHER: Wow, I’m just amazed that you stood there and let it sting you that many times. That’s probably not the smartest thing you’ve ever done…
JOEY: No, I didn’t just stand there, I was running away, but he chased me and kept stinging me…seventeen times!
TEACHER: Seventeen times? Maybe there was more than one wasp; maybe he was attacking you with his wasp gang.
[The boy shakes his head adamantly].
JOEY: Nope, he was the only one.
TEACHER: What did you do to make him mad? Make fun of his mom?
[The boy gives a sorrowful nod and fakes Bambi eyes].
TEACHER: Well, that explains everything. You totally got what you deserved. If I were a wasp and you made fun of my mom, I’d have stung you, too.
JOEY: Seventeen times?
[Fade to black].