crabbe in changing room talking to hes phy. ed. teacher aka fat-ass
Crabbe you look like in a bad shape. stand up! Come with me, we need to have a talk. About something important. Have you been drinking.
Ohhh, sorry sir
Seat here and wait for little while. The principale he will deal with you. Im very disapointed in you. Your to young to ba an alcoholic.
What an idiot, appolagizing for falling.
What! Who, me. Drinking. No sir. What gave you that idea
Crabbe, i have expirience with alcohol. I know a slip from an alcoholic stumble and u didnt slip. Now open your locker, let me see whats inside.
Wrong, Crabbe. The locker belongs to the school. And any teacher that wants to access it can. Now open it! Is that vodka!!
My locker, my property!
What felt like 20 years later......
Comme on in Crabbe I think that we need to have a talk.
I see your in a bit of trouble. Look imma let you off with a warning. Okay go back to class. OHHH and tell your dad see you tomorrow.
I dont think that i have a drinking problem. Fare from it. I mean my mother takes Valium everyday. My dad drinks heavily. And a lot of kids at school smoked grass regularly and drank at parties. Im no different, so why am I in trouble.
This is stupid I get a warning just cause imma honor student, scholairship material, graduating whiz kid. And because my old man is rich or cause they go to the same golf club.