“You look lost.”

“It's OK, you can talk to me. I'm the art teacher.”

“I may be an authority figure, but I have the mind of a child.”

“There's no reason to be nervous.”

“Just remember the first day of school is the most important day of your whole life.”

“If it doesn't go right, there's no way to get it back. No way.”

“Hey chuck!”

“Try and guess what I did with my art class today.”

“We broke in that new kiln by placing items in it that the manual specifically prohibits.”

“I can see why car battery is near the top of the list. I get it now.”

“Did you get my note?”

“What do you want? I was drawing it from memory.”

Chuck: “Look Geoffrey, I'm glad you stopped by, I'd like you to leave.”

“I'm sorry... what's happening?”

Chuck: “It's over.”

“What are you saying Chuck?”

Chuck: “I need more out of this relationship than I am willing to put in. I think I deserve better, don't you?”

Chuck: “Hey I know this is hard on you. It would be hard for me too if I broke up with me. I know what you're losing.”

Chuck: “The important thing is.....”

“I'm taking this back!!”

“Geoffrey! Would you hang this up in the hallway.”

“I hate you!”

Chuck: “Please Geoffrey, I get enough of that from my wife!”

“I could do that!”

Chuck: “Oh, Geoffrey.”

“I'm a little busy right now, Chuck.”

Chuck: “Look, there's a really ugly rumor I'm about to start and I want to make sure I've got it right.” Chuck: “Are you working with Roger Beekman?”

“Perhaps he values the contribution an art teacher can make to science!”

“Coming Roger!”

Chuck: “That's my mug.”

“Gotta go Chuck, Science!”

“Just...poaching my ideas”

“I think you'll be duly impressed with our execution!”

“Dead sea salt?!”

“How about a eucalyptus spritz?”

“Chuck.”

Chuck: “Was that Roger Beekman I just saw leaving here?”

Chuck: “Have you two....”

“What chuck?”

Chuck: “Collaborated?”

“Why should you care Chuck? You pushed me away.”

Chuck: “I wasn't pushing you away. I was pulling me towards myself.”

“Well it's too late Chuck.”

“As you know, due to the kiln fire we'll be having class out here in the parking lot.”

“Remember the magic of art is that there are no incorrect answers. Anything goes!”

“That's wrong! Oh I like this.”

“So, have you guys come up with a project yet for the science fair?”

“I hear Chuck, er uh, Mr. Noblet's class is doing a super conductor.”

“Yeah, why can't we?”

“OK, but when I want to do something original, you know the first thing I do? I get out the tracing paper.”

“Understand? I'll see you at rehearsal.”

“Oh I love that, that's nice.”

“When I was first rejected by the Peace Corps, I decided there and then I was gonna turn...”

Beekman: “Geoffrey, I think we need to cut a little fat before tomorrow.”

“I hear you! That Melissa is a little bumblefooted!”

Beekman: “I'm talking about you, Geoffrey.”

“I'm sorry, what's happening?”

Beekman: “You're off the team.”

“You will with my help!”

Chuck: “What are you doing here Geoffrey? Aren't you on Roger Beekman's team?”

“That's yesterday's news Chuck.”

Chuck: “Not really, I saw you working with him like an hour ago. What did he do, kick you off?”

“Let's just say, I'm kicking myself onto yours.”

Chuck: “What do you say kids? Do we need his help?”

[silence] “Well that's all I need to hear!”

“OK... I'm out of ideas”

“Well nothing is something I'm used to working with. I love it!”