1X05 - THIS IS NOT A TEST
ORIGINAL AIRDATE (FAM): 24-JUL-2006
WRITTEN BY BRYAN M. HODLMAN
DIRECTED BY PAT WILLIAMS (III)
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[Morning at the Trager House: Nicole opens the front door.]
Nicole: Lori, Josh, we have to go.
Stephen: Hold on.
[Nicole and Stephen kiss. Josh, coming out of the house, sees]
Josh: Yo, dad. Keep it in the pants!
Nicole: What was that for? [ignoring Josh’s comment]
Stephen: A little preview.
Nicole: O well… Are we ready? Where’s Kyle?
Kyle: Here! [Kyle is already waiting by the car.]
Nicole: Someone’s excited…
Stephen: First day of school, everybody should be.
[Lori, coming out and closing the door after her]
Josh: This isn’t Kyle’s first, first day of school anyways.
Nicole: That’s true; he just doesn’t remember the other ones.
Josh: I meant... he must have gone to school on his home planet.
[Nicole smiles at Stephen]
Stephen: See ya.
[Nicole and the kids get into the car, Stephen gets into another. Watching them, is Tom Foss, the mysterious guy who had been following Kyle since he first appeared. He is now in a black car. Tom gets out of his car when he sees Nicole and the kids drive away.]
[At school, teachers and students are walking to and fro. Nicole’s car stops in front of the school. Kyle gets out.]
Voice-Over: I’ve gotten used to spending most of my time at home with the Tragers. But this, was a whole new world.
[Josh gets out, Nicole does too.]
Josh: Mom! No escort.
Nicole: What kind of mom would I be if I let you die of embarrassment? I’ll count to ten.
Josh: Make it twenty.
Lori: Bye mom, see you later.
Nicole: Have a great day.
[Lori and Josh walk toward the school.]
Lori: Proximity, Josh?
Josh: I’m sorry, do I know you?
[Kyle, still by the car, looks over at Nicole.]
Kyle: I thought we went to school together.
Nicole: Well, they’re just eager to get to their friends.
[Kyle looks around at the congregation of students]
Nicole: Don’t worry, Kyle. I won’t leave till you’re settled.
[Nicole puts her hand on Kyle’s shoulders leads him to the school entrance, where Kyle sees people greeting each other, walking in groups.]
Voice-Over: Everywhere I looked, I saw people connecting. At first, I thought people gathered by how they dress, but bonds were acknowledged in more subtle ways, too. Attitude, skin color, gender. There didn’t seem to be any one way to figure out how these groups were formed. I had to wonder… would I find anyone like me in this place.
[Nicole takes Kyle into the school. At home, someone is breaking in to the Trager home. It’s Tom Foss. He sneaks around the house, then goes upstairs.]
[Back in school, Hillary comes down the school stairs.]
Lori: Hillary! Wait up.
[Lori runs down the stairs after Hillary, she bumps into Declan.]
Declan: Sup, Trager.
Lori: Hey… I gotta catch her. [Pointing at Hillary, and walking away.]
Lori: Hills… [Lori catches up with Hillary, who is walking with a bunch of other friends…]
Lori: Did you see that? A little awkward… not as awkward as the actual sex, but… hey… check it out.
[Lori unbuttons her jacket to reveal the same shirt that Hillary is wearing. During this whole time, Hillary was being cold and unresponsive.]
Hillary: Newsflash? That shirt doesn’t go with skank.
[Hillary walks away with her friends, high-strung. Lori is left alone; she puts her jacket back on]
Lori: We’re still fighting.
[Josh is walking to class with his two friends.]
Josh: Yo, this is it.
[Josh opens his binder to show his friends his schedule]
Friend 1: First period’s with McNally… [he takes a look at Josh’s schedule] Haha! You got Shultz?!
Friend 2: Dude, she’s remedial.
Josh: Go ahead; bust your ass with McNally. I’ll sleep through Schultz and still get an A.
Friend 1: Yea, alright man. Guess I’ll catch you at lunch?
Josh: Absolutely. [His friends walk toward their class] Hey, you bozos need help reading the menu? Let me know.
[As Josh’s friends leave, his bravado about being put into remedial slides off, the smile wiped off his face as he enters his classroom.]
[In the hallway, people are bustling about to get to their classes. A guy swoops by on his skateboard. Nicole and Kyle are waiting on a bench outside an office. Mr. Hooper walks by, head buried in a file he’s reading. Nicole stands up abruptly.]
Nicole: Good morning, Mr. Hooper.
Mr. Hooper: Mrs. Trager. This must be Kyle. I’m Mr. Hooper, the vice principal. [Mr. Hooper offers Kyle his hand.]
Kyle: Hello! [Kyle does the new handshake that he’s learned.]
Mr. Hooper: These, uh… kids and their handshakes…. Can we have a moment?
Nicole: Sure. Kyle, I’ll be right back.
[Kyle watches as Mr. Hooper shows Nicole into his office. The bell rings, and Kyle is startled by the sound.]
Voice-Over: I noticed that everyone knew exactly how to respond to the sound. They knew just where to go and who to be with.
[People are hurrying to their next classes; Kyle joins the crowd and is pushed around.]
Voice-Over: I know if I’d ever been at school before, I’d know these things, too.
[Kyle tries to follow one then another, but one by one, they all disappear into their classrooms, until the hall is empty again.]
Voice-Over: But nothing felt familiar here. This place was different, and so was I.
[Kyle walks down the hall. He bumps into a janitor along the way, then turns to the corner where the janitor had come from.]
[At the Trager house, Tom slowly opens the door into Kyle’s room. He walks in and inspects the room, pausing at the bathtub where Kyle sleeps.]
[Nicole, in Mr. Hooper’s office, is trying to argue her point with Mr. Hooper.]
Nicole: The school is supposed to provide one-on-one instruction. I thought you understood Kyle’s special needs.
Mr. Hooper: Mrs. Trager, I strive to meet the needs of every student. And given Kyle’s situation, a personal tutor is probably best. But that is a costly arrangement, and I have some additional concerns.
[Mr. Hooper opens the file on his desk.]
Mr. Hooper: He spent time in a juvenile detention center.
Nicole: That was an improper placement.
Mr. Hooper: Where he engaged in an altercation.
Nicole: Another resident punched him! Kyle never hit back.
Mr. Hooper: He is currently involved, in a homicide investigation.
Nicole: As a possible witness! He still can’t remember anything.
Mr. Hooper: And I am afraid that his memory issue may become problematic.
Nicole: Mr. Hooper, Kyle is an exceptionally bright boy who is eager to learn. I think the school would be lucky to have him.
Mr. Hooper: [Looks at his watch in irritation] We have five hours of testing ahead of us. We should get started.
[He gets up toward the door, Nicole follows suit.]
Nicole: I’ve already tested Kyle, his IQ is phenomenal.
Mr. Hooper: Mrs. Trager, aptitude and IQ are not the same thing, and since we do not have any former school records for Kyle, I can’t even consider a personal tutor, until we determine his grade level.
Nicole: What kind of tests are we talking about?
Mr. Hooper: Well, assuming he’s around 16, I’ll administer the standard 10th grade exam, and we shall see how he does.
[Mr. Hooper opens the door for Nicole to leave.]
Nicole: He’s a great kid, and he’s so happy to be here.
[Mr. Hooper doesn’t respond to that. Nicole comes out of the office, and Mr. Hooper closes the door, but Kyle is no longer outside where Nicole told him to wait. She looks around for him, walking the halls. ]
[Kyle is standing outside the music room where Amanda is sitting with her band, her saxophone on her lap.]
Teacher: Well, everybody, I hope your instruments haven’t gathered too much dust over the summer, but my guess is that this is the first time most of them have been out of their cases since June.
[Amanda sees Kyle through the glass in the door and waves at him. Kyle smiles and waves back.]
Teacher: We have some talented musicians joining the band this year. In fact, we finally got a French horn, for the brass section.
[Nicole finds Kyle, Mr. Hooper follows behind her with a disapproving look.]
Nicole: Kyle! There you are. I have to leave now, but… Mr. Hooper’s going to give you some tests.
Nicole: Yea, to see what you’ve learned and what the school still needs to teach you.
[Mr. Hooper leads them down the hall.]
Nicole: He loves math, that’s a good place to start.
Mr. Hooper: Thank you, I’ll take it from here.
Nicole: Ok, so you have your money for lunch, and I think you’re all set?
Nicole: You’re going to do fine… Bye.
[Nicole watches Hooper lead Kyle down the hall]
Mr. Hooper: Alright, Kyle. Let’s get started.
[Mr. Hooper walks off. Kyle looks back at Nicole and gives her one last wave, and a smile. Nicole smiles and waves back. Kyle turns and quickly follows Hooper into a room. Nicole turns and leaves.]
[In Lori’s math class, the teacher slides the chalk board up to reveal another board, one covered with numbers. A math problem…]
Mr. Miller: OK. Fire up those brains and check this out people. Solve it by the end of the semester and you get an automatic A in my class.
[Hillary scribbles a note and taps Lori on the shoulder with it. Lori turns and takes it. The note says, “TAKE IT OFF!!” Lori scribbles something back furiously.]
Mr. Miller: A professor at MIT presented this presented this problem. It took his students six weeks to crack it. Sort of like a mathematical Mount Everest if you will.
[The teacher sees Lori scribbling on the note]
Mr. Miller: Trager, comma, Lori. Discussing the Jacobin Algorithm?
Lori: Um. What?
Mr. Miller: Didn’t think so. [He takes the note from Lori.] Conduct your personal business, on your own time. And as for wasting mine, I’ll see you after school.
[Hillary snickers behind Lori.]
[Josh’s class, all the students are bored.]
Teacher: It was a cold damp morning. The mist clung to the ground like a silver cloak. Continue with the next paragraph…. Toby.
[Toby is the red head sitting next to Josh. He’s penning something into the desk. He looks up with a lazy attitude.]
Teacher: I’m afraid I don’t offer that option.
[Josh looks at the teacher and Toby from the corner of his eyes. There was a pause, and Toby takes his book and start reading slowly, stuttering.]
Toby: Grandfather’s hat was still… [Josh looks up and frowns. This is obviously not what’s written in the text.] in the gravel. [The other students in the classroom realizes, and al of them start snickering] had… near the gurn… grinning…
Teacher: That’s enough.
[Toby throws down his book.]
Teacher: Toby, continue. [Toby crosses his arms and eyes the teacher in challenge. The teacher points at Josh.] From where we left off.
[Josh clears his throat and read smoothly]
Josh: …he hadn’t finished planting. The rich earth was piled next to a hole he prepared, like a mount of dirt beside a fresh grave.
[Josh looks over at Toby smugly. Toby gives Josh a really unfriendly look. Josh realizes that he may have made an enemy.]
[In a room where Mr. Hooper is testing Kyle: Kyle is at a desk. Mr. Hooper throws down a test in front of Kyle.]
Kyle: This is not math…
Mr. Hooper: Going to start with history. 90 minutes for that portion. I’ll check on you then.
[Mr. Hooper leaves and bangs the door behind him. Kyle takes the test and flips through it tentatively.]
Voice-Over: Page after page of names and dates. All of them unfamiliar: 1492, 1812, George Washington, Marie Antoinette. I hadn’t been taught anything yet, but I was expected to complete a test.
[Kyle takes another test from the pile and opens it.]
Voice-Over: I thought I was here to ask questions, not answer them.
[The bell rings. Kyle drops the test on the desk.]
Voice-Over: That bell again. Apparently a ring at precise intervals moving students at a regular pace. At least this time, I knew what to do.
[Kyle gets up and leaves the room. He walks into a hall full of people. The bell rings again, and people start walking faster to their classes.]
Voice-Over: Time to find a place again.
[The hall empties, and Kyle finds and walks into an empty classroom. It’s the same classroom where Lori had math earlier. Kyle sees the math problem on the board. He smiles and sits down, looking at it.]
Voice-Over: In a morning filled with confusion, here was something that spoke to me clearly. Finally, a test I could pass.
[Nicole gets out of her car outside her house. Tom Foss, still in Kyle’s room, hears the door closing on her car. He takes out a pocket knife. Nicole opens her front door and enters. Taking some mail and flipping through them. She goes into the kitchen and turns the stove on. Tom Foss moves in the house quietly. Nicole is still in the kitchen taking something out of a cabinet….]
[Back in school, Lori’s math teacher, Mr. Miller is walking back to his classroom with a cup of tea, head down scribbling in his notebook. He goes back to his desk, and finally looks up at the board. He is astonished. He gets up to take a good look at it.]
Mr. Miller: [quietly to himself] Someone solved it!
[Mr. Hooper opens the door to the room where he had left Kyle with the testing. Kyle is not there. He goes to the test and asses that nothing has been done there.]
[Kyle is in the lunchroom/cafeteria with a tray of food. He looks around at the students, smiling and delighted.]
Voice-Over: I’d learned to follow the ebb and flow of students. But this time, instead of scattering in every direction, they all moved to the same place.
[Kyle pauses at a table with a few girls who smile and eave at him flirtingly.]
Voice-Over: It seemed that everyone was welcome here.
[Kyle sees Amanda sitting alone at a table.]
Voice-Over: And I thought I might find a place to belong.
[Kyle starts walking toward her, but Charlie comes and sits next to her. Kyle stops in his tracks, stares at them for a few seconds, and turn around to sit at a table across from Amanda’s.]
Dykeman: Ooh, I wouldn’t sit there.
[Kyle had chosen to sit next to the school geek/nerd, who’s head is buried in the drawing he’s making in his notebook. Kyle takes his eyes off Amanda to look at him.]
Dykeman: Unless you want to be known as Geekman’s friend.
[Kyle has no idea what he’s talking about.]
Dykeman: That’s what everyone calls me, because my last name’s Deekman... Some people say Dykeman, so might think as Dikeman’s friend, which would make you a lesbian…[Kyle is smiling again now.] Whatever… do what you want. [He goes back to his drawings. Kyle looks down at the cartoon he’s drawing. Dykeman moves his notebook.]
Kyle: I can’t see?
Dykeman: This is a joke… right? Someone told you to sit here? Very funny!
Kyle: No, I draw too.
Dykeman: Shut up….[He then realizes that Kyle isn’t kidding] You do?
[Lori and Josh are getting their food.]
Josh: You see where Kyle is sitting?
Lori: Look if you need 5 bucks for lunch or something…
Josh: He’s sitting with L. K. Dykeman.
Josh: That’s social suicide! You’re supposed to look out for him Lori.
Lori: Well, so are you, let him sit with your punk ass little-possy.
[Lori takes her tray and leaves. Josh leaves too.]
[Hillary is walking down the aisle with some new friend.]
Hillary: So Lori got like 10… and called me a slut. After all, his freakazoid foster brother was groping me. Don’t ever go there.
Girl: Thought you’ve been like salivating over him since he messed with that cop at Declan’s party.
Hillary: Well, not anymore. Look at him, he’s friends with Geekman.
[Hillary looks over her shoulder at Kyle and Deekman. She turns around. Lori comes to the table with her tray.]
Lori: OK, so you want to hear something funny? Nideem Valaska’s last period? Same shirt!
[Hillary laughs coldly.]
Hillary: Laugh riot. You called her a slut, too?
Lori: Come on, Hills. Truce? I’m so over fighting.
Hillary: For reals? Cuz I’m so over you. Girls, coming?
[Hillary gets up from the table, the girls follow her. Hillary walks over to Declan’s table.]
Lori: You guys, come on.
Girl: Should have taken off your shirt.
[All of Lori’s former friends are sitting with Declan now. Declan looks over at Lori sitting alone.]
[Kyle ripped apart his bread in a funny way. Josh, at another table are clearly discussing him.]
Friend with gray shirt: He doesn’t look like an alien.
Josh: I’m telling you. The stuff I’ve seen him do? I got a whole file.
Friend with red shirt: Right, so instead of taking over the world, he’s here in high school.
Josh: It’s part of his master plan.
Friend with gray shirt: To… recruit an army of losers like L. K. Dykeman?
Friend with red shirt: Speaking of losers, how was Shultz this morning?
Josh: I’m king of that class. A bunch of morons who can’t read.
Friend with gray shirt: Eh… that’s pathetic.
[Josh’s friend with the red shirt looks over at Toby who had heard what Josh said about morons who can’t read. Josh looks over too….]
[Back at Kyle’s table]
Dykeman: That’s the thing about comics. The mainstream stuff is… pretty cheesy. Anime… [he takes a sip out of his drink from the straw, Kyle follows suit] It’s just a fancy word for cartoons. I like, the Indie Press stuff. Comics like… Diesel Den… Narcis, Nero Zero…
Kyle: Why do they have secret identities?
Dykeman: To… hide their amazing abilities. [Kyle is confused.] So they can help people without freaking them out…. This is basic stuff, how can you not know this?
Kyle: [shrugging] I don’t know. But what about George Washington?
Dykeman: Mmm, yea. How about him?
Kyle: Is he a super hero too?
Dykeman: [uncomfortable] He’s the first president of America…
Kyle: And Hathorne, is she on another test?
Dykeman: Super heroes aren’t real! What’s wrong with you… Seriously, I know it’s your first day and all… Don’t you know anything?
Kyle: That’s why I came here, to learn.
Dykeman: You came to high school… [chuckling] to learn! … That’s a good one.
[Dykeman goes back to drawing in his notebook. Kyle stares at him. He sees Kyle there, clueless… he drops his pen.]
Dykeman: Ok, look. Maybe I can help you… [Kyle smiles]
[Nicole, back home, is making some tea. The phone rings, Nicole goes to get it. Tom Foss quickly moves out of sight. It’s Stephen on the phone, in the car.]
Nicole: You get the sushi?
Stephen: Got the sushi. [Stephen is driving home, laughing] Can’t believe we have an hour alone.
Nicole: An hour is barely enough time…
Stephen: Well, we’ll make the most of it.
Nicole: Are you close?
Stephen: I’m around the corner baby.
Nicole: I’ll be waiting…
[Stephen laughs. Nicole hears a thump in the house.]
Nicole: Uh…Hang on, I just heard something…. Hello? [Sound of glass breaking] Stephen, I think… someone’s breaking in!
Stephen: Get out! Now! Just go!
[Nicole runs to the front door and opens it. Tom Foss is there.]
[Stephen gets out of his car and runs to his house. He enters and all is quiet. He goes through the house looking for signs of life. He hears something from the direction of Kyle’s room. He quietly takes a baseball bat and rushes in. He sees Nicole talking to Tom Foss.]
Nicole: Oh, Stephen. I was just going to call you. This is Tom, from our security company.
Tom: Hello, Sir.
Stephen: What’s going on!
Tom: Well, I was on patrol, and saw somebody breaking the window.
Nicole: He scared him off.
[Tom kneels down and picks up something from the floor, his pocket knife.]
Tom: Does uh…. that belong to anyone?
Tom: I’m sure he dropped it. Probably as the handle to break the glass.
Stephen: Any idea who it might be?
Tom: No, I’m sorry. I didn’t get a good look. There’s been a number of break-ins in the neighborhood lately. I’ve already called in the incident, and I’ll make sure that the police are aware as well.
Stephen: [to Nicole] You ok?
Nicole: [hugs Stephen] I am now. I’m sorry I scared you.
Stephen: As long are you’re ok. [to tom] You just happen to be driving by?
Tom: Yea, a lucky thing no? Now, if I can just finish up this report, I’ll get out of your way. Ok?
Tom: This room is, what?
Nicole: O uh… it’s a guest room.
Tom: Oh. Pardon me, but our records indicate that all your bedrooms are upstairs, no?
Nicole: Well, we have a temporary foster care situation.
Tom: Oh! I see, I see. Well, that’s nice of you folks to take someone in…How’s that working out?
Stephen: Fine! What happenes if he comes back.
Tom: I’ll just drive by more often… I’ll keep an eye on the house.
Nicole: Well, we’d appreciate that.
Tom: It’s my job…. [He smiles and turns to leave] Thank you.
[Stephen watches him leave suspiciously.]
[In the lunchroom, Lori is dumping out her lunch tray. Hillary comes up behind her and “accidentally” spills her orange soda on her.]
Hillary: Gosh! Sorry.
Lori: Sure you are!
Hillary: I hope I didn’t ruin it.
[Hillary drops the tray on the cart and leaves, the other girls do the same, giggling quietly]
[In the Library, Dykeman is showing Kyle around the library]
Dykeman: Anything you want to know? This is the place to find it.
Kyle: It’s like the Fortress of Solitude!
Dykeman: Eh… more like a good place to nap.
[They reach the shelf with the row of World Book Encyclopedias]
Dykeman: Ah.[He takes one off the shelf] Might as well start with this… It’s like… everything! [He hands it to Kyle] Boil down.
Kyle: Thank you!
Dykeman: No problem.
[Kyle takes several encyclopedias off the shelf and follows Dykeman to a round table. Kyle sits down.]
Dykeman: OK? [Kyle looks up at him] I guess I’ll… uh… I’ll see you around…
[Kyle is already deeply concentrating on reading the encyclopedias. Dykeman looks like he wants to say something else, but just turns and leaves. Kyle flips through the encyclopedias quickly, as if scanning the pages. He goes through encyclopedia after encyclopedia. The number of books increasing as he finished each one.]
[Mr. Hooper comes in after a while to look for Kyle. He stops at the round table full of open encyclopedias, but Kyle has gotten up to get more. Mr. Hooper walks through the aisles of bookshelves, but just misses Kyle. Not finding Kyle, he leaves the library. As he leaves, Amanda walks by Mr. Hooper. She walks down the aisles, and sees Kyle at the table.]
Amanda: How’s it going? [Charlie comes by] O, you remember Charlie?
Charlie: [offering his hand] Hey, yea. We met at Preston’s party.
Kyle: [taking his hand] Yes, I remember.
Charlie: Little uh… light reading?
Kyle: … [He doesn’t say anything]
Charlie: Listen uh… I know it’s your first day. And… I remember when I moved, it took a lot of getting used to. So if you need anything, just give me a shout.
[Kyle looks at Charlie then Amanda, then back at Charlie again.]
Amanda: Well… uh… ok. Bye Kyle. We’ll see you later.
[Charlie and Amanda leave the library arm in arm.]
Charlie: Big talker.
Amanda: Well, he can be shy. But he’s really sweet.
Charlie: I could be wrong, but I think he’s got a problem with you.
Amanda: Hey, look at who’s got a problem with you.
[Kyle looks up from his reading, and watches them leave.]
[At the stairway, Josh is talking with his friends.]
Josh: I’m telling you. She was triple-x hot. Totally into me.
Friend 1: Dude, you’re such a liar. As you were anywhere near that hot tub.
Josh: All true, man. Our stock is going way up this year.
[Josh reaches the bottom of the stairs, Toby bumps into him deliberately, and really hard on the shoulder.]
Friend: Dude, what was that about?
Josh: I don’t know. I think I insulted him.
Friend: Well, un-insult him. That’s Toby Neworth. He’s got major anger management issues.
Josh: No kidding.
[At home, Stephen is on the phone.]
Nicole: Still on hold?
Stephen: Yup. It’s probably nothing but… I haven’t seen that guy on patrol before and…shows up just in time?
Nicole: Have you heard of any break-ins in the neighborhood?
Phone: Mr. Trager? Sorry to keep you waiting, sir. Yes, Tom is a new employee here. Tom Foss. He just started this week.
Stephen: I don’t know. It’s just that we didn’t know him. I assume, you did background checks?
Phone: O, absolutely. In fact, Tom has a very impressive military background. He’s a decorated veteran, plus several years in private security. So, nothing to worry about.
Stephen: Sounds good. Thank you.
Phone: No problem.
[Stephen turns phone off.]
Stephen: He checked out fine.
Phone guy, back in the office: These suburban types, I’m telling you. Something about paying a mortgage? Makes them all jumpy. [He pours some coffee for himself.] Meanwhile, they got a guy like you looking out for them? Shoot, couldn’t be in better hands.
[He pats Tom on the shoulder. Tom is quiet, he just smiles, but it slips off his face when the guy leaves.]
[In the school library, Kyle is still reading.]
Voice-Over: 22 volumes. Over seventeen thousand articles. In one afternoon, I’d covered the span of human history and circled the globe.
[Kyle closes the last encyclopedia and puts it on the table. Amanda walks in. Kyle gets up from the table and sees her walking toward him.]
Amanda: I thought you’d still be here….
[Kyle looks like he’s going to say something to her, but doesn’t.]
Amanda: Kyle? Charlie’s a really great guy. I think you’d really like him. Because I think you’re a great guy too… But… you don’t… you know there’s nothing… between… I mean… he thought there might be but…I just… I wanted to make sure that…You don’t… like me do you?
Voice-Over: I’d just learned of every human tragedy. War, and disaster. But Amanda presented the most difficult lesson… I could tell which answer would relieve her, and which she didn’t want to hear.
Kyle: [softly] You’re my friend.
[Kyle offers his hand. Amanda smiles and takes it.]
Amanda: Yea. We’re friends.
Voice-Over: Telling Amanda my true feelings might have brought us closer, but she belonged to a Charlie. Which meant I still belonged… nowhere.
[Kyle turns back to the table. Amanda stops him.]
Amanda: Kyle, wait. You don’t have to learn everything in one day. School’s over for the day.
Kyle: Two more seconds… [Amanda looks at him, but then the bell rings.] Now it’s over.
[Kyle walks toward the exit, Amanda behind.]
[At home, Stephen and Nicole are cleaning up.]
Nicole: Well, so much for our afternoon rendezvous.
Stephen: So, you’re going to call the insurance company?
Nicole: Yea, the glass company too.
Stephen: NO, hang on. [Stephen takes Nicole into his arms] I can… hang a window over the weekend.
Nicole: Ooh. Thanks for coming to my rescue.
Stephen: You’re welcome.
[Stephen and Nicole kiss. The phone starts ringing.]
Stephen: Don’t get that.
Nicole: Oooh. [She picks up the phone]
Nicole: Hello? Yes? [She starts giggling, Stephen is kissing her neck.] I’m sorry, what? [Then her face suddenly gets serious.] O, I’ll be right there.
Nicole: That was the school.
Stephen: Which kid?
[Nicole gives Stephen a peck, then leaves.]
[In school, Lori is walking down the hallway. She passes Declan talking to some guys. Declan stops the conversation and catches up to Lori.]
Declan: Hey, Trager! What’s up with you today.
Lori: I’m late for detention.
Declan: Look, if you want to talk about what happened…
Lori: What happened?
Declan: Yea, you know…
Lori: You want to talk about what happened now.
Declan: I figured that you can…
Lori: It wasn’t some freakin’ basketball game, Declan. “Hey man, you catch that sex we had that last weekend? Yea man, that sex was awesome, nice offense.” Like, I don’t know Hillary told you to ask me to the party. Like, you guys didn’t sit there and yuck it up at lunch?
[Up to this point, Lori was walking furiously forward… Declan stops Lori in her tracks by blocking her.]
Declan: Hey, Trager. You got it all wrong. I was just checking up on you.
Lori: If really wanted to check up on me, you would have called! And you didn’t, which… is fine. It’s honest, but this sudden interest in my feelings or whatever, it’s so fake and unnecessary because, the sex was awful, because you could give a crap about my feelings, and you are the absolute last person I want to talk to right now.
Declan: I was asking about what happened today, with Hillary.
[Lori looks at him blankly, and then walks away slowly, covering her head with her hand, Declan watches as she walks away, then leaves]
[Josh just left class and walks down the stairs. On the landing, Toby blocks his way.]
Josh: Hey, man. You insulted me, right?
Toby: You wise ass. [He takes Josh’s books and throws them down the stairs.]
Josh: Dude, I don’t know why you got a problem with me.
Toby: I don’t have a problem… YOU got a problem. [He shoves Josh on the chest. People are starting to gather around.]
Josh: You’re right… I do, a-and… I’ll go take care of that. [Josh goes pick up his dropped books.]
Toby: Think you’re smart, huh? [He pushes Josh into the wall]
Josh: Dude, I’m in remedial!
Toby: O yea, with a bunch of morons then huh?
[Toby hits Josh, Kyle comes running]
Kyle: Stop! Why’d you hit him?
Toby: Is this your boyfriend?
[Toby tries to hit Kyle, Kyle stops his hand. Dykeman is downstairs looking at Kyle]
Kyle: [to Josh] Let’s go.
[Kyle and Josh turn to walk down the stairs, Toby pushes Kyle and Kyle rolls all the way down. Josh gets mad.]
Josh: You know, you are the arch-idiot!
[Josh pushes Toby, Toby turns to punch Josh, but Kyle catches the punch. He tries punching Kyle, but Kyle moves away and he punches the wall. Kyle turns to walk down the stairs again, and Toby tries to push him down, but Kyle moves back, and Toby starts falling, but Kyle catches him. At that moment, Mr. Hooper sees them from the balcony.]
Mr. Hooper: What is happening here?
[Nicole and Stephen are there, and so are dozens of other people in the school. Kyle looks around…]
[In the office:]
Mr. Hooper: The other students insist Kyle [pointing an accusing finger at Kyle] threw the first punch.
Kyle: I didn’t hit anyone…
Mr. Hooper: That is not it appeared.
Nicole: Mr. Hooper, all we saw was Kyle holding that boy.
Stephen: It looked like he was stopping him, not pushing him.
Nicole: Are you looking for reasons to discredit him?
Mr. Hooper: Mrs. Trager. That altercation, plus Kyle’s complete disregard for school rules, his-his wanderings, the test he simply ignored. I’m sorry, but there’s just no place for a boy like Kyle in this school.
[Lori just went into his math teacher, Mr. Miller’s classroom for detention.]
Mr. Miller: Trager comma Lori. [He turns around from staring at the board where Kyle has solved the problem.]
Mr. Miller: Have a seat. [She takes a seat] One plus two minus one, until you reach five hundred. Legibly.
[Lori opens her notebook, but then the math teacher starts muttering.]
Mr. Miller: How is this possible?
Lori: Someone answered it?
Mr. Miller: Yea! You know, I put it up every year just to motivate you kids… hardly anyone attempts it, let alone answer it.
Lori: Well, congratulations.
Mr. Miller: Someone must know a mathematician, or searched the internet. No student here could possibly solve this on his own.
Lori: Mr. Miller… if I can point you in the right direction, can we forget about detention?
[Mr. Miller looks away from the board and looks at Lori.]
[In the small classroom where Mr. Hooper left Kyle alone earlier in the day to take his tests.]
Nicole: He’s entitled to a one-on-one tutor.
Mr. Hooper: Not after today’s performance.
[Lori and Mr. Miller enter the room.]
Lori: That’s him.
Mr. Hooper: Mr. Miller, I’m in a conference.
Mr. Miller: Excuse me. This is important. [to Kyle] Did you solve my math problem?
Kyle: Yes, I did…
Mr. Miller: [very excited now] Ok, how did you do it? The 4A series? You used Basil’s fuctions. Crone acre delta?
Kyle: I just looked at it and I knew.
Mr. Hooper: Please, tell me what’s going on?
Mr. Miller: Um… Mr. Hooper, this student just solved a Grad School level math problem, and he can’t tell me how.
Mr. Hooper: Well, I’m afraid this young man is not a student at this school.
Mr. Miller: He has to be. I have to work with him.
Mr. Hooper: He didn’t answer a single question!
Nicole: Kyle, why didn’t you?
Kyle: I didn’t know the answers.
Mr. Hooper: You see?
Kyle: But I do now.
Stephen: Let him take the test.
Mr. Hooper: Testing must be done in a 5 hour period for the scores to be valid, there’s 30 minutes left.
Nicole: Just give him the test.
[Kyle smiles up at Nicole. Kyle then opens the test, and fills in the bubbles on the answer sheet at a very fast pace, his left hand flipping the pages while his right hand fills in the bubbles.]
[In the hallway outside the classroom, Mr. Miller is waiting by the lockers, Stephen is walking back and forth, then takes a seat on the bench with Josh. Lori is leaning against the wall.]
Stephen: So, how’d your day go?
Lori: I want a transfer.
[Nicole puts a hand on Lori’s shoulder, then notices the orange stain on Lori’s shirt.]
Nicole: Hey, what happened?
Lori: I’ll be outside.
[In the school yard, Declan is sitting on the table talking to a few guys. He sees Lori coming, and the guys leave. Lori comes to the table and joins Declan.]
Lori: Look, I know I was super harsh before. I thought…
Declan: I know… what you thought.
Lori: Look, this whole day sucked, so it wasn’t about you ok?
Declan: It was, a little about me.
Lori: Yea… well… It was mostly bad timing.
[Hillary, from a distance with her friends.]
Hillary: Declan! We’re going for coffee! Come with?
Declan: No. I’m good.
[Lori gives him a grateful look, and Hillary looks at him in disbelief, with a bit of an angry look on her face, then walks away.]
Lori: You didn’t have to do that.
Declan: Wanted to.
Lori: I should apologize…
Declan: Yes, you should. But you don’t have to. I screw up all the time. Maybe it’s your turn.
Lori: Sounds fair.
[A moment of silence between the two]
Declan: You ok?
Lori: I’ll live.
[Lori gets up and picks up her bag from the floor.]
Declan: Hey, Trager. Define awful?
[Lori gives him a flirty glance]
Lori: I’ll see you tomorrow.
[Kyle comes out of the classroom with the test.]
[Everyone gets up, from against the wall, from the bench.]
Mr. Hooper: Done? With uh… which section? [reaching out for the tests]
Kyle: All of them.
Mr. Hooper: That’s, that’s not possible.
Josh: Totally is!
Stephen: Good going, Kyle.
Mr. Hooper: Hold on here. I still have to grade them.
Nicole: I think that’s just a formality, Mr. Hooper.
Stephen: So, when can he start with his tutor?
Mr. Hooper: Well, if uh… If the scores measure up… first thing tomorrow morning.
[Mr. Miller comes to shake Kyle’s hand. The formal way.]
Mr. Miller: Nice job, Kyle. I’ll see you soon.
[Mr. Hooper and Mr. Miller leave…]
Kyle: I don’t want a tutor.
Nicole: But Kyle… I thought you wanted to go to school.
Kyle: I do. Not like that.
[Josh, Lori and Kyle walking towards the car.]
Josh: Now, explain this to me. That whole private tutor was such a sweet deal. But you want to go to class with the rest of us.
Kyle: If I don’t, I’ll be alone.
Lori: You’ll be lucky. No vicious back-stabbers to deal with.
Josh: And those were her friends.
Lori: Seriously, it’s not like you need to go to school. You already know everything.
Kyle: Facts, maybe some dates. But if I’m stuck with a tutor all day, I’ll never learn what I really need to know. [Josh and Lori gives him a questioning look.] Why do people do what they do?
[Kyle looks over at Dykeman, who’s sitting on the fence across the parking lot, head bent over his drawing notebook. He walks over to him.]
[Dykeman closes his notebook, Kyle joins him on the fence. Lori and Josh looks over at them and smiles a bit.]
Kyle: Thanks for helping me today.
Dykeman: No worries.
Someone walking past behind them: Yea, that’s him.
Dykeman: People… are looking.
[They are, guys with their girlfriends, people on bikes, people with books. ]
Dykeman: It’s weird.
Kyle: I think weird is good.
Dykeman: I saw what you did… Plow! Woosh! Bam! You know, vanquish them.
Dykeman: I know, I said super heroes aren’t real… but…
[Dykeman rips out a page from his notebook. It’s a pen drawing of Kyle with a cape outside of Beachwood High.]
Dykeman: Keep it.
[Kyle looks at the drawing happily, then back at Dykeman, who’s looking down at his feet]
[Back in Kyle’s room, Kyle hangs up the drawing on the bulletin, along with the drawing he’s made before of Amanda and the forest, and some pictures of the galaxy.]
Voice-Over: I still don’t know if I’d ever been to school before that day. And I wish I could have learned something, anything that would have helped me remember my past.
[Josh is in his room, doing homework in his bed.]
[Lori is in the bathroom, trying to wash out the orange stain in the sink.]
Voice-Over: Still, everyday I spent here became a part of my own history. And if I wanted to lear