SCENE 1, INTERIOR. AFTERNOON, FIFTH GRADE CLASSROOM. The teacher is helping a few fifth grade students at the back table on a math assignment during recess. The classroom is somewhat toasty, and the teacher has opened the door and set up the fan to blow in some cool air.
JOEY: I’m hot, Mr. Z.
TEACHER: Oh really?
[The boy thinks for a second].
JOEY: Yeah, hot both ways...if you know what I mean.
TEACHER: Yep, I do. And thanks for the news flash.
JOEY: My mom’s checking me out…
TEACHER: Really? Your mom is checking you out?
[The boy pauses for a split second before looking aghast].
JOEY: No, I mean she’s going to be checking me out of school early, not checking me out.
TEACHER: That’s a relief…otherwise that would be weird.
[The boy giggles and then starts working. After a minute he looks back up at his teacher].
JOEY: I’m hot.
TEACHER: I know, I’ve got the same problem…
[Fade to black].