The Airplane Show
Jennifer Moves
Real Families
Hotel Oceanview
The Baby
Bah, Humbug
A Mile in My Shoes
Baby, It's Cold Inside
The Painting
Daydreams
Frog Story
Dr Fever and Mr Tide
Venus and the Man
Ask Jennifer
I am Woman
Secrets of Dayton Heights
Out to Lunch
A Simple Little Wedding
Nothing to Fear But...
Till Debt do us Part
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Cora on Arnold: He's just a big dumb fool, that's all he is, just a big dumb fool.
Venus: Yeah. How big?
Cora: Oh I don't know, he's about your height.
Venus: And kinda skinny like me?
Cora: No, uh uh. He looks like, you know, a regular man.
Venus: A regular man at sixteen?
Cora: Uh huh. He's bad, too - real BAD.
Venus: How do you mean, like, "He's a bad little boy," or "That's guy's bad"?
Cora: No. You know. BAD.
Mr Carlson, handing papers to Jennifer: They're signed.
Jennifer: Your name?
Mr Carlson, after checking: Yeah.
Venus: Arnold and I were wondering if we could talk privately.
Les: Certainly. I'll just go into my office and shut my door. (He does so)
Venus: Uh Les, we were hoping - we may have to use your office.
Les: Certainly, I understand.
Arnold: What's he on?
Venus: Ovaltine.
Les: If the Beatles are the construct of modern music - and I use that word "construct" incorrectly - surely they were given birth to by Elvis Presley, a giant for sure, but the product of the black experience. Ergo - and I use that word correctly - blacks created modern music! Scratch an Allman Brother, and you have black. Scratch Billy Joel [pronounced Joe-well], and you have Howling Wolf! I could go on, but my mother is in town. Let's just say that every white rock and roll musician working today should take half of his or her paycheck and mail it directly to Chuck Berry. At least that's what I think, and I won't even go into jazz. Arnold, enjoy your visit to the station. Venus, nice visiting with you too! (He waves goodbye enthusiastically and exits.)
Venus: I've seen your type before. You're gonna be a big loser, man. Life's gonna run you over like a giant steamroller.
Arnold: Is that right?
Venus: Yeah, that's right.
Arnold: I tell you what. Here's... (pulling money out of his pocket and sorting through it) a hundred dollars. Why don't you go out and buy yourself a new jacket? (Throws the bill at Venus) That's how life's runnin' me over.
Venus: You think they're trying to make you take something.
Arnold: They are.
Venus: Arnold, those teachers don't care about you that much, man! If you're not buying what they're selling, to hell with you! They're just gonna promote you right out of there. Look man, you think they're trying to make you take something. I'm telling you, they got something that belongs to you! It's yours. It's your right to have what they got. If they won't give you an education, man, you got to steal it from them! You gotta stand up and say, "Hey, teacher, I don't understand. Repeat that again." And they get tired of repeating that, and put you in a special class - they call it Remedial just to embarrass you - you gotta tell 'em you don't give a damn what they call it, you're too strong to be embarrassed, and that you want what's coming to you.
Venus: I think there are only two things anybody cares about in this world. One, survival, and two, conquest.
Arnold: What about sex?
Venus: That's part of survival.
Venus: There are three gangs on the street, right?
Arnold: Yeah yeah, three gangs.
Venus: And this right here is the territory. Now here (drawing a circle on the wall) is the neighbourhood. Got that?
Arnold: Yeah.
Venus: And right in the middle of this neighbourhood is a gang called the New Boys.
Arnold: Yeah, the New Boys. Good name.
Venus: Out here on the outside, on the edge of the neighbourhood, is another gang. These are real negative dudes. Really negative, right?
Arnold: Right.
Venus: They call themselves the Elected Ones.
Arnold, bored: All right, the Elected Ones.
Venus: You got that? Really negative, they don't like nothing!
Arnold: Right.
Venus: They spend all their time out here circling around the neighbourhood, just circling. Checking out the New Boys. Now the New Boys see this, and they guess, they figure, something's wrong here. So they make a deal with another gang - a gang of very happy-go-lucky guys. They call themselves the Pros. The Pros. Now, the Pros are very positive cats. See, they got all the good-lookin' women, right?
Arnold, interested: Yeah!
Venus: Now you see right here, the Pros and the New Boys, they call their hangout the Nucleus. Now see, that's a real tough word. It's Latin. I kinda think it's Swahili. And it means center.
Arnold: Yeah? What is it?
Venus: Nucleus. Say it.
Arnold: Nucleus. Is that really African?
Venus: Say it!
Arnold, with exaggeration: Nucleus!
Venus: All right. I'll give you another Swahili word. It's, uh, it's "tron." It means "do."
Arnold: Yeah, "tron, do."
Venus: All these gangs like that name so well that they all decide to use it. Fr'instance, the Pros right here in the middle start calling themselves the Protons, and the New Boys, they start calling themselves the Neutrons. And out here on the edge, the Elected Ones, they start calling themselves the Elec--?
Arnold: The Electrons. The Protons, and the Neutrons.
Venus: And all this right here, this is the neighbourhood. This is block after block of nothing. You understand block after block of nothing.
Arnold: Yeah, I know all about that, and your time is up, Professor DJ.
Venus: Good. I was finished anyway. Now, you go on back to school.
Arnold: School! Man, all I know about is a bunch of damn gangs that live in a round neighbourhood!
Venus: I did lie about one thing, those words being Swahili. Black kids seem to learn faster when it's about their own culture. Just a little white lie, okay?
Johnny: That atom stuff was terrific! I never understood it before.
Venus: Why didn't you tell me you were back there?
Johnny: I tried, but I was asleep.
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