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Tommy's taking the big test. Andy's monitoring the time. Deep silence, save for Tommy's pencil-scribbling. A few old-timers are browsing the shelves, sneaking looks their way. Tommy tries to ignore them. Concentrate. Andy clears his throat. Time's up. Tommy puts his pencil down,
ANDY
Well?
TOMMY
Well. It's for shit.
(gets up in disgust)
Wasted a whole fuckin' year of my
time with this bullshit!
ANDY
May not be as bad as you think.
TOMMY
It's worse! I didn't get a fuckin'
thing right! Might as well be in
Chinese!
ANDY
We'll see how the score comes out.
TOMMY
I'll tell you how the goddamn score
comes out...
Tommy grabs the test, wads it, slam-dunks it into the trash.
TOMMY (CONT'D)
Two points! Right there! There's
your goddamn score!
(storms out)
Goddamn cats crawlin' up trees, 5
times 5 is 25, fuck this place,
fuck it!
Tommy is gone. Red and others stare. Andy gets up, pulls the test from the trash, smoothes it out on the desk.