SCENE 1, EXTERIOR. MORNING, 5th GRADE DOOR. The teacher is picking up his class from outside. As the students file past him and walk down the hallway, one fifth-grade boy pauses for a minute.
JOEY: Mr. Z, I was just wondering; what do you want for Christmas?
TEACHER: I don’t need anything, Joey, but thank you.
JOEY: No, I mean it; what do you really want?
TEACHER: I just want you to be the best you that you can be, Joey. That would be the greatest gift you could ever give me.
JOEY: But I want to buy you something Mr. Z.
TEACHER: Joey, really, I don’t need you to buy me anything.
[The boy gives a sly look and gives a knowing look].
JOEY: What if I told you I have eight dollars?
TEACHER: Then I’d tell you to save it.
JOEY: But what could I give you for Christmas then?
TEACHER: Like I already said…just do your best. That’s the best present you could ever give me.
[The boy pauses and thinks for a second. A moment later his face bursts into a smile].
JOEY: I think I’ll wear a bow on my head when I come to school tomorrow. I’m going to be the best present you’ve ever gotten.
[The boy grins as he continues to the classroom].
TEACHER: [Spoken quietly]. Don’t worry, Joey, you already are.
Fade to black.