[a group of human Purists have are protesting the admission of a Newcomer student by blocking the school door]
Ms. Purist: They're unnatural. They've already taking too many jobs, our jobs! If we let her in here now, there'll be a hundred more next week.
Protestor: We don't want them mixing with our kids. Their quarantine wasn't long enough. The ACLU got them released too soon. How do we know they're really safe?
Ms. Purist: I say we run them back to Slagtown!
[Matt fires his gun and the crowd falls silent]
Matt: Why stop with running them back to Slagtown, why don't we just kill them?
[fires his gun again]
Matt: Teach them a lesson. Keep them in their place. Keep America pure.
[crowd cheers]
Matt: We don't even need to paint little stars on them to recognize them, do we?
[cheering stops]
Matt: Hell, they'll be easy to round up. Look at them, they stand out even better than the Japs that we threw into concentration camps back in 1942. This will be a piece of cake. And if enough of us get together, it'll almost seem legal, won't it? Put little white pointy sheets on our heads and hang us a few Slags, huh? Let's start with this little one right here.
[takes Emily's hand and winks at her]
Matt: Just 'cause she's an American citizen, that doesn't make her a human being, does it? So what if she's a little brighter than some of our kids? We can beat that out of her. Discourage her enough, she'll give up. So what if she might have come up with a cure for cancer someday? She's not *civilized* like us. So why don't we just put a gun to her head and end it all right here, huh?
[starts offering his gun to the crowd, but no one will take it]
Matt: Come, pull trigger. Come on, take it. Come on!
[to the rally leader]
Matt: How about you, Ms. Purist? I know you want to come pull the trigger. Get down over here! Come on down!
[Ms. Purist doesn't move]
Matt: What, I have to do it myself? Okay.
[cocks the hammer on his gun]
Protestor: No, we don't want her dead. We just want her back where she belongs.
Matt: [uncocks gun's hammer] She belongs *here*.
[holsters his gun and turns to the crowd]
Matt: Aren't you shamed of yourselves?
[faces a black man in the crowd of protestors]
Matt: Aren't *you*?
[the protestors and the teachers come out to meet Matt and Emily]
Matt: Anybody gives this little one any trouble answers to me, got it?
Principal: Yeah, I do.
Matt: [to Emily] You okay?
[Emily nods]
Matt: Good girl. Now, go in there and show them your stuff.
[the teachers take Emily into the school and Matt turns back to the protesters]
Matt: Party's over people. Anybody still here in three minutes will be under arrest for the violation of the Civil Rights Act of 1964.
