Head of the Class

T.J. Jones:
Hey, I'm T.J.

Class:
Hi, T.J.

T.J. Jones:
What is this? An "AA" Meeting

Sarah Nevins:
[practicing her greeting before T.J. Walks in] Hi, T.J. Glad to see you. Welcome T.J., I'm Here to Help. Hey T.J. What it is!

T.J. Jones:
Same song, Second Verse. Miss Meara got this thing about my attitude. Wants me to turn into miss peppy pants like you.

Sarah Nevins:
You know T.J., I bet we have a lot more in common than you think.

T.J. Jones:
Like what, beside we're both breathing.

Sarah Nevins:
Well, I like movies.

T.J. Jones:
Too long, I watch TV.

Sarah Nevins:
I love a nice, juicy Hamburger.

T.J. Jones:
Hot Dogs are better

Sarah Nevins:
A summer day

T.J. Jones:
Too hot, Spring.

Sarah Nevins:
[Arguing] Magic Johnson

T.J. Jones:
Michael Jordan

Sarah Nevins:
Alice Walker

T.J. Jones:
Langston Hughes

Sarah Nevins:
Janet Jackson

T.J. Jones:
Latoya

Sarah Nevins:
Wait a Minute, I heard something!

T.J. Jones:
Huh?

Sarah Nevins:
I heard you say Langston Hughes. He's a poet, you read poetry.

T.J. Jones:
So what! Just because I'm in the boneheaded class doesn't mean I don't read or write.

Sarah Nevins:
You write poetry too?

T.J. Jones:
I didn't say that!

Sarah Nevins:
You didn't deny it! Come on T.J. read me something of yours.

T.J. Jones:
You don't read it baby, you rap it!

Sarah Nevins:
So rap it!

T.J. Jones:
[Reacting to hearing Billy sending his guests to the roof] Um, Billy, you want us to go onto the roof? Great party, but I could have done this at home!

T.J. Jones:
[before T.J. starts her rap] You really want to hear this?

Sarah Nevins:
Yeah!

T.J. Jones:
[rapping] Ok, Girl in the streets, no clothes and no heat. A crazy outlook, a torn up book, but she can compete. Girl on fire with her desire seeing stars there and bars there. Should go much higher. That's enough!

Sarah Nevins:
T.J. what are you stopping for?

T.J. Jones:
What are you pretending to be intrested for?

Sarah Nevins:
I am intrested. You have something to say!

T.J. Jones:
No one cares what I have to say!

Sarah Nevins:
How do you know that?

T.J. Jones:
Because of where they put me. In the sit-down-and-shut-up class!

Sarah Nevins:
Remedial?

Sarah Nevins:
[catching up with T.J. in the hallway] Oh, T.J. I have been looking for you.

T.J. Jones:
Yeah,well Thanks for nothing, man. That action in your class today was a total disaster. You really know how to make a person feel like sludge

Sarah Nevins:
[angrily] Wait a minute! T.J., I thought it would be nice for you. You know you were welcome to stay for the whole class.

T.J. Jones:
Well, isn't that a dream come true. Sit in a nice, clean desk with no dirty words carved in it, everyone dressed like it was Easter Sunday, and a teacher who treats you better than your own mama. And a hour later, I get sent back to the real world and that's the last I see of Disneyland!

Sarah Nevins:
But that's not the way I meant it to be. You know you could be in a better class. You could be in I.H.P.

T.J. Jones:
Yeah, and Dr. Samuels could be Mr. Universe!

Sarah Nevins:
You know, you may have the personality of a Pit Bull, but one thing you are is intelligent, and I thought I could help you do something with that, and I'm sorry if I went about all wrong.

T.J. Jones:
Ok, well I'm sorry for making you feel like a mush-brain dweeb in front of your whole class!

Sarah Nevins:
Wait a minute! All right! Apology accepted! Friends?

Charles P. 'Charlie' Moore:
[as other girls approch Eric about Peer Counseling while talking to him and Simone] What's Happening Eric?

Eric Mardian:
Oh, It's peer counseling Mr. Moore. I didn't know that there are a lot of needy girls out there.

Simone Foster:
[alarmed by Eric's Peer Counseling schedule] Eric, do you still want to go out with me Saturday Night? Maybe you'll be too busy "Helping the needy".

Eric Mardian:
Simone, I'm like a Doctor. I'm doing some very important work here.

Charles P. 'Charlie' Moore:
Someone should phone the Nobel Prize committee.

Eric Mardian:
[in response to Viki trying to find her birth mother] We're here to help you babe. We're looking for a tall blonde, killer body, killer legs, killer smile, a little spacey, but hot.

[as Miss Meara Walks in the classroom]

Eric Mardian:
Mom!

[Dennis arrives to the christmas party dressed as Santa after collecting donations]

Dennis Blunden:
I was making a fortune on 106th street. The suit makes all the difference.

Jasper Kwong:
That's really low Dennis.

Eric Mardian:
Yeah, I'll say. Somewhere there is a naked fat guy with a bell and bucket.

Dennis Blunden:
If you don't believe me I won an award. Take a look at this. [Dennis hands Darlene the award paper]

Darlene Merriman:
[reading the award statement surprised] This is in recongition of Dennis Blunden's work through the "Christmas for Kids" program.

Dennis Blunden:
[after the class has made up each other's futures] Yeah, look at me. I've married and divorced every female in this class except...

Janice Lazarotto:
[Janice quickly runs to Dennis and holds her hand up to his face] Don't... even... JOKE... about it!