Leigh Ann Watson: I'm gonna burn in hell for this. Luke
Churner: It'll be a party!
Leigh Ann Watson: Oh, Mrs. Tingle, threats are a sign of
weakness.
Mrs. Tingle: You present yourself with such self-assured
tenacity, but your fear shows around the edges. You can
do better. Jo Lynn Jordan: We're trying, Mrs. Tingle. Work
with us.
Mrs. Tingle: The smartest girl in school caught cheating,
it will be scandalous.
Leigh Ann Watson: It's completely factual, she was burned
at the stake. Mrs. Tingle: Always the victim, aren't we,
Ms. Watson? Leigh Ann Watson: Well there are certain similarities
between society today and seventeenth century Salem. I guess
that would be the irony of it all. Mrs. Tingle: Irony is
the opposite of what is or might be expected. For example,
if Ms. Watson was expecting an A on her history project,
she might find the actual result to be rather ironic.
Mrs. Tingle: Mr. Churner? Dare I even ask? [Luke rises from
his desk, walks up to the front of the classroom and places
a rock on Mrs. Tingle's desk.] Luke Churner: Plymouth Rock.
Mrs. Tingle: Your work, Mr. Churner, reminds me of a student
that sat in that same seat some 20 years ago. He, too, had
"No future" printed on him. ...Do give your father my best.
