Character: Irandek Grushin

Are you here to teach my daughters, not to hammer them down boys. Do your job and let it be our last meeting in this office. Go.
- I'm sorry. It won't happen again. Want to lose of children, lose.
What? What did she say?!
- She said she lost something. Probably dropped. Help her to find!

- What are you doing?
- Sorry, Ira, but I can't stand here and teach them lies!
But then what can they be learning?
- Uh-uh... life!

- Miss Miller, what exactly do you teach?
- The culture of beauty.
I'm dead. The end of me.
- What's the matter?
I thought you teach science.
- I have not even studied.
- I only have an hour to make a will.
I'm sorry, but I'm the only victim. I had such hopes... For your proposal, I left work, family... looks Like we're both screwed. Here's the deal.
- But you teach at a beauty school!
- But this is something only we know.

Forget your American positivism. Sometimes there are situations in which that your optimism doesn't help.