Vernon pulls the chair out from under Bender's feet. Alright people, we're gonna try something a little different today. I do not mean a single word repeated a thousand times. Maybe you'll even--decide whether or not you care to return. - David Bowie" The Blank Screen and Title Card SHATTER to reveal... You see us as you want to see us..the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. I mean it's so absurd I have to be here on a Saturday! You ritchies are so smart, that's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities! BENDER Well..wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being assholes..would it? BRIAN (to no one imparticular) I'm in the math club... You don't belong so you just have to dump all over it... BENDER Well, I don't know any lepers either, but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their fucking clubs.
Bender starts loudly "singing" the musical part of a song. CLAIRE (to herself) I can't believe this is really happening to me... You have exactly eight hours and fifty-four minutes to think about why you're here. Bender spits into the air and catches the spit in his mouth again. We are going to write an essay--of no less than a thousand words--describing to me who you think you are. Vernon passes out paper and pencils and takes no notice of Bender. BRIAN Mom, we're not supposed to study; we just have to sit there and do nothing. Brian gets out of the car and walks towards the school. BRIAN'S MOTHER Is this the first time or the last time we do this? BRIAN'S MOTHER Well get in there and use the time to your advantage... ANDREW'S FATHER Hey, I screwed around..screw around, there's nothing wrong with that.