CHRIS ROCK: It had been a year

since my mother sent me to Corleone Junior High

for a better education.

Jerk.

Oh, I was getting a better education, all right.

An education in misery.

I was tired of my classes.

Inga, binga, binga, bunga.

Chris, what tribe are you from?

I don't know!

I still struggled to get sleep.

Night, Ma.

Night, baby.

Chris, get your butt up!

It's time to go to school.

( groans )

And worst of all, everybody hated me.

The kids hated me.

The teachers hated me.

Even the lunch ladies hated me.

The only good thing that happened to me

at Corleone was meeting Greg.

Hey, you want to go over to the arcade?

They've got Ms. Pacman.

I don't like it over there. Hi.

You're Chris, right?

Yeah, why?

I just wanted to let you know I think it's pretty lame

how everybody's been treating you.

Sorry I didn't say anything before now.

That's all right. Thanks.

Hey, I'm meeting some friends over at the arcade

to play some Ms. Pacman. You want to come?

Nah, he doesn't want to. I didn't say that.

Come on.

You can come, too.

Finally someone was being nice to me.

I'm going to beat your butt in Ms. Pacman.

Oh, we'll see about that.

Surprise, Donkey Kong.

I knew it was too good to be true.

Greg!

Run away, you little idiot.

Get him!

Ow!

Take that, you little punk.

( shouting )

Oh, I hate him.

Silly Negro.

You know what?

I think it's time for this silly Negro

to get out of this school.

Oh, my God.

What happened to you?

Mom, I am not going back to that school.

All right, now, wait a minute.

What's going on?

I hate Corleone.

I don't fit in. Nobody likes me.

I'm always tired, and almost every day

somebody is picking on me.

Chris, you cannot let that stop you Chris

from getting a good education.

We didn't send you over there to be liked, baby.

Got that right. Mom, the only thing I'm learning

over there is how to get jumped on.

How come I can't go to Lamont Sanford Junior High?

It's only a few blocks away.

Mm-mm, no.

You are not going to school in this neighborhood.

You remember that girl that got stabbed last year

at Marla Gibbs High School?

Chris, Sanford has nothing

but juvenile delinquents and future convicts.

A man just got ten years

because he sold me to an undercover cop.

What am I? Weed, cocaine, heroin or crack?

Ooh! Ooh!

Rachel.

Crack.

But Mom...

But nothing, Chris.

And how did you get paint

all over you, anyway?

I went to the store to go play Ms. Pacman.

Aha! Ah! See there?

See, now, had you not been there in the first place,

you wouldn't be in this mess.

I keep telling you, come straight home from school.

Maybe now you'll listen to me.

Look, I know you don't like going to Corleone.

But everything is not supposed to be easy.

You understand me?

Now, go upstairs and get out of those clothes.

Yes, ma'am.

What happened to him? He looks like a wet mime.

Nothing, he got in an accident at school.

My mother never liked

to bother my father with bad news.

Like the time Tonya got hit by a bus.

What happened to Tonya?

Nothing.

Or the time Drew got his legs cut off.

What happened to Drew?

Nothing.

What are you so happy about?

You know that job I applied for down at the fish market?

Yeah.

I got it!

Oh, baby, that's great!

Congratulations.

Yeah.

It pays more than my other two jobs combined.

That's great! I get to shop!

Man, for the first time in years

I only have to work one job.

And I'll be working during the day.

It's going to feel like retirement.

So does this mean we don't have to be quiet

every day when we come home from school?

You can make all the noise you want, until 6:00.

Hey, Dad,

can we start buying name brands at the store now?

Just Oreos.

That's cool.

We need to celebrate.

Do something we've never done before.

That can mean anything from going to the movies

to holding hands in the living room.

Hey, Dad.

Can we go to Great Escape?

The amusement park?

Yeah, can we go? Please?

Sure, baby.

Yes!

I got to tell Chris.

Since my mother wouldn't let me leave Corleone,