Erin: Andre? Wait a minute before you go in. I heard about your brother's conviction. I'm sorry. Is that why you've missed cla** so much? Andre: I had things to do. Erin: About this. The evaluation a**ignment was to grade yourself on the work you're doing. You gave yourself an F. What's that about? Andre: It's what I feel I deserve. That's all. Erin: Oh, really? You know what this is? This is a "f** you" to me, and everyone in this cla**! I don't want excuses. I know what you're up against. We're all of us up against something. So you better make up your mind, because until you have the balls to look me straight in the eye and tell me this is all you deserve, I am not letting you fail, even if that means coming to your house every night until you finish the work. I see who you are. Do you understand me? I can see you. And you are not failing. So, take a minute. Pull yourself together and come inside. I want a new evaluation. An F. What, are you tripping?