♪ There must be higher love ♪ Down in the heart
or hidden in the stars above ♪ -♪ Without it...
-Would you like
to play a driving game? Not really. I always lose. -I know. That's why it's fun.
-(laughs) How about license plates
with prime numbers -followed by a cons...?
-Why don't we just talk? Very well. You understand You understand that some people are gonna be
intimidated by you 'cause of how smart you are? Or maybe
they'll recognize my intellect and make me their leader. Lord, look after my son. Don't let him get
stuffed in a gym bag. ♪ Bring me a higher love,
oh, oh ♪ ♪ Bring me a higher love... (distorted sounds
and voices) (distorted speech) Oh, dear. Yeah. That boy has
an exposed tattoo. He does. I wonder if he knows that's in violation
of the dress code. Speaking of which, how
about we lose the bowtie? Speaking of which, how
about we lose the bowtie? Why? Look around, honey. None of the
other kids are wearing one. Well, perhaps I'll start a fad. No, you won't.
Please trust Mommy. All right,
tell you what. You take it off,
and this weekend, I'll take you to RadioShack. Hmm? Hmm? (bell ringing) (indistinct chatter) (growling) You doing okay? I guess. (roars) I smell ammonia. They must've done
a thorough cleaning recently. I like that. MARY: And remember, if anybody
bothers you, what do you say? My dad's a football coach. -And?
-My brother's a football player. Good. Hey, Mom, look. That girl's pregnant. Congratulations. Well, that was revolting. All right.
This is your homeroom. Do you want me
to go in with you? No. Although I could've used you
in the restroom. Okay, well... You have a good day. And I'll pick you up
after school, same door we came in. Are you crying or having
an allergy attack? Allergies. It's probably the ammonia. Probably.
(sniffles) Okay. Let the learning begin. (exhales) All right, everybody,
my name is Ms. MacElroy.