SCENE 1, INTERIOR. AFTERNOON, CLASSROOM. The class is gone for the day; the teacher is starting to read the students’ journal entries. He notices a boy in his class approaching him out of the corner of his eye.
JOEY: Mr. Z?
TEACHER: [Suddenly looking up]. Make me like you...
JOEY: [Mock exasperation]. I’ve been trying to do that all year…
TEACHER: Well, try harder.
JOEY: [Thinking]. I could go home.
TEACHER: Now THAT just might work.
[The teacher winks as the boy giggles and walks away].
Fade to black.