"Wipe that smug look off your face..."

LIGHTS UP on a classroom. SAM is sitting at his desk doing a math problem. MR. SAMUEL is walking around the class room. MR. SAMUEL walks over to SAM's desk.

MR. SAMUEL
Wipe that smug look off your face.

SAM
What'd I do?

MR. SAMUEL
Don't talk back to me.

SAM
But...

MR. SAMUEL slaps SAM in the face, open-handed. Pause.

MR. SAMUEL
Now. Wipe that smug look off your face.

Pause.

SAM
I don't know what you mean.

MR. SAMUEL slaps him!

SAMUEL
Now. Wipe. That Smug Look. Off. Your. Face!

SAM
No!

MR. SAMUEL slaps him; SAMUEL slaps MR. SAMUEL back. Pause.

MR. SAMUEL
How DARE you!

SAM
You can't hit me! You're a teacher.

MR. SAMUEL slaps him, SAM slaps him back. They continue doing this for some time until MRS. DARCY walks in.

MRS. DARCY
WHAT is going on here?

MR. SAMUEL & SAM
He started it!

MRS. DARCY shakes her head.

MRS. DARCY
I knew it was a mistake to let you have your son in class. [stands SAM up] Come on. We'll go to guidance and get you a transfer.

MRS. DARCY walks SAM to the door; he sticks his tongue out at his father, MR. SAMUEL, who sticks his tongue right back out. BLACK OUT.