Everyone, I'm sorry. What do you think you're doing? Mommy. Adrian, what is going on here?
Maya, your daughter stole the class fund. The teacher's handling it. Mommy, I didn't steal anything. That's the money I saved up selling bottles to buy Daddy a birthday present.
She was collecting bottles. Saving up to buy me a gift. Mrs. Bennett, my daughter did not steal anything. I expect an explanation.
Lily's mom, you have my word. I'll get to the bottom of this. Mrs. Bennett, she digs through garbage every day after school. Germs aside, she'll drag down the class average.
Why should a poor kid like that be in the same class as mine? Watch your mouth! Everyone, please, let's all calm down. Lily's grades and conduct are excellent.
She would never hold this class back. Don't worry. Don't worry. We won't be an eyesore to any of you much longer. Maya, what's that supposed to mean?
Mason's father, you're overstepping. Mommy, I want to go. Here's your money back, you little trash picker! Mommy, I don't want it anymore. I just want to go.
Goodbye, Mr. Locken. Goodbye forever, Daddy.