Will: Mrs. Bassin, I'm sorry, I was acting silly today. I'll make it up tomorrow.
Mrs. Bassin: Eh, too little too late. Will, I'm going to have to fail you.
Will: Ooh, ooh. Whoa, whoa. The "F" word. Why?
Mrs. Bassin: You missed half the semester.
Will: What's your point?
Mrs. Bassin: Will, you have 10 classes to make up and only five before graduation.
Will: Listen, Mrs. Bassin, I'm telling you, I'll make up the work. Come on, I have to graduate.
Mrs. Bassin: I'm sorry, but you have no one to blame but yourself.
Will: Listen, Mrs. Bassin, I don't think you understand. My Mom is flying out from Philly to see me graduate. I mean, the woman that gave me life. And if I don't graduate, she'll take it back.