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I've been thinking about it a lot. I literally spent hours trying to figure it out in my head...
And sketched a million episodes of things that might be secretly on some clean sheets in the backs of my accounting books, just to see it in front of my eyes.
I hear the screams of Mr. Marks in the back of the room... I can't stand it. I've coped with this too long anyway... And here's a chance. A chance to change something... A chance for a dream to come true... I wanna be a producer...
Mr. Bialystock is right!