job...
whether we like it or not.
Puts us on our toes,
though, doesnt it?
[Man On P.A.] Escort detail
report to Gate prisoner.
Escort detail meet
the prisoner on Gate "A."
[Gate Buzzes]
[Inmate]
I give him a week.
- Till what?
- Till he? scrags? himself.
The court martial didnt
put him over the edge,
- I guarantee you the shithouse will.
- A week?
- Six bundles.
- Six? Lets make it ten.
- All rig
job. Bye-bye.
- Tip him. Get him outta here.
- Yeah, yeah.
Jesus.
No, come on, thats enough.
Okay, thank you.
Go take a bath.
There you go.
Lets roll.
Thats what Im talkin about!
Every time!
Charge? Charge!
Ref, listen!
This is insane!
Its a foul on him.
Charge? Ill show you a charge!
Ill show you a damn charge, man!
Thats the worst call I ever seen!
What do you think this is, a rodeo?
Then Ill b
hard-earned
dollars down on the counter...
and say, ""Please,
Mr. Merchant of Death, sir, please,
""sell me something that will
stink up my breath and clothes,
- and fry my lungs !""
- [ Dante ] Now, wait a second.
Here comes the speech about how hes
just doing his job by following orders.
Let me tell you
about another group of hate-mongers
that were just following orders.
- Whos that ?
- T
job market
but youre the most sought-after
graduates in history.
Know your value.
Sell to the highest bidder.
Now, we know your...
...market share
of existing markets.
Nothing else matters.
You can talk
about your art history
your Derrida,
your la-dee-dah, your poetry
but in reality,
the moment you step outside
the magic circle drawn
around this institution
you are at the mercy
of market forces
a
job to know that. -Its my job to know these things.
Well.
-Okay, Lizzie, go to Brace.
All right, Brace, here we go. The big wrap-up.
-And so, on this the night of the Fiona Comet, -And so, on this,
the night of the Fiona Comet, our thoughts turn...
to that satellites only passenger- Jerry Garcia.
-Im Brace Channing- -Im Brace Channing for KGSC.
-Thank you, Captain Dalton. -Thank you.
-God, youre
maintenance
of peace in the Pacific.
[ROOSEVELT SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON RADIO]
LYLE:
We were given 10 days notice.
Ten days to close the family business...
...to sell our furniture,
to clear everything from our home.
We gave our dog to the neighbors.
I smashed my records
and left them there.
We were only allowed to bring
what we could carry with us.
First we were held
at the Santa Anita racetrac
job.
TECH THREE
(overlapping)
Negative. Computer affirms the
signal is unidentified.
TECH TWO
(hanging up the phone)
The boy from Air Res Traffic say the
skies are clear. No terrestrial
launches.
TECH ONE
Its the real thing. A radio
signal from another world.
The room becomes quiet as they realize that after years of
searching the heavens, they might have finally found
something.
SUPERVISOR
Let
faces.
ls she on guard? - Yes, maam.
Maam. Why is it you guys who carry guns always sound like cowboys?
l dont concentrate on faces in my job.
But you listen to voices.
Do you think you could identify the voice?
Well, ld say yes, if it were... lt was almost a whisper.
Whispers disguise the quality of a voice.
You, l imagine, study faces.
You know, lm not really a dignitary. - l know.
Ho
worried enough that--
If somethings wrong,
just say it, Jane.
I mean, we dont--
We never had to fake it.
Im leaving.
Im going to London.
London?
Theres a job, a good job.
An editors position.
And--
Ive been trying to fiigure out
a way to tell you,
but everything sounds so--
What can I say?
I mean, tell me what to say.
I cant tell you, Billy.
Its all right.
I knew it.
From the day I fiirst
job.
I was a teacher,
an educator,
and I couldnt imagine doing anything else.
Mr. McAllister.
Mr. M!
Quit day dreaming. Get back to work.
The students knew it wasnt just a job for me.
I got involved.
Put down the cards, boys!
This game is over!
And I cared.
Come on, Wolverines!
Defense! Lets go!
And I think I made a difference.
I knew I touched the students lives
during their difficult young adul