Yo, Bells, Belvis,how much was that?

PETER: Okay, Nick, we're gettingclose to the end. But we're movinginto a new section now, what they callsentence interpretation. Do you understand that? You know what interpretinga sentence means? No. PETER: It's just a fancy word for telling what the wordsmean to you. -Okay.-Okay. And what these are, these are common expressionsthat people sometimes say. You might hear itout on the street, you might've seen it on TV, uh, maybe a friend, maybe your grandmother. So, I'm going to read youa few of those, okay? -Okay.-All right. Uh, the first one is, "Don't count your chickensbefore they hatch." What does that mean to you,that expression? "Don't count your chickensbefore they hatch?" Don't count your chickens. Okay. What are you writing down? Well, the reason I'm askingyou the questions is because I'm supposedto write... You know,write down the answers... Yeah,but that's what I'm saying. Why are you writing that down? So, in case I forget it later. But I don't likepeople talking about me after I go places. I don't blame you. I'm not...And I'm not talking about you. This is just for me.These are my own notes. No one sees them but me. I don't like it, but... All right, here's another one. "It's the squeaky wheelthat gets the grease." What does that expressionmean to you? You ever heard that before? Nick? Okay, Nick, you know what? Why don't we skip this section and just move onto the next one? It's actually more fun.It's easier. It's called word comparisons. It's two words thatdon't appear to be connected, and then you say whatyou think when you hear the two words together. Okay? Okay. All right. First one is cat and mouse. What does that make you think? They don't like each other. That's right. They're kind of enemies againsteach other, right? That's what I said. Okay, um... How about scissorsand a cooking pan? You can hurt yourselfwith both. Okay. How about salt and water? The beach. The beach. That's a good answer. Um... Do you mind, could we go back to the scissorsand the cooking pan? Um... When you saidyou can hurt yourself, what were you...What did you mean? Do you ever thinkabout hurting yourself? Why did you thinkof being hurt? Because I touched the pan,and I hurt my hand. Oh, well,that makes perfect sense. What happened? Do you remember when it was? Do you not wantto talk about this? I was sitting thereand trying to eat. And she started yelling at me,and pushing me, and just telling meI can't eat food. That was your grandmotherwho was saying that? Yeah, and thenshe threw stuff at me. -She threw things at you?-Yeah. Then I picked up the pan,and I threw it at her. You threw itat your grandmother? I threw it at the wall. Oh, you weren't tryingto hit your grandmother? Did you burn yourselfwhen you threw the pan? Nick? Nick, it's good thatwe should talk about this. This is good stuff -we're talking about.- -PETER: Excuse me.-Are you Peter? Yes, I am. We're in the middleof a session. Hello? Nick, what are you doing? PETER: We're in the middleof something here. -The middle of an exam.-Come on, get up! -Hey, Nick, Nick...-NICK: He's asking me about the stuff, the pan, -and the chicken.-PETER: Wait, please! How would you like itif I made you cry, huh? -Would you like that?-No, I would not. But... NICK: They told meI had to do this. Get up. Let's go. Let's go! But he wrote...He has all my stuff! Rip that shit up then! NICK:This is my work.This is my stuff, okay? PETER:Oh,shame on you, Connie. -Shame on me? Shame on you.-You're not helping. Shame on you! -Come on.-PETER: Janice, please, could you sendMark and Matthew right away? Is that whatyou think you are? What? CONNIE: Jesus Christ. I'm sorry. It's just thatGrandma said that... I don't wanna hear aboutGrandma anymore, all right? Fuck Grandma, Nicky. It's just you and me.I'm your friend, all right? I love you, all right? CONNIE:Stop it. Stop it.Stop messing with it. TELLER:Next? What are you thinking about? Nothing. CONNIE: It's almost over. Stay calm. No, no. No running. NICK: Hey. -The mask.-What about it? NICK: The mask.I want to take it off. -CONNIE:Huh?-I want to take off the mask. CONNIE: We'll take it offin two minutes. Two minutes. It's all finished now,and everything's great. Nick! Nick! NICK: Where?CONNIE:Down this alley. Start taking your shit off. NICK: It's not coming off. It's not coming off. Connie, help! Help!I can't breathe. I can't breathe. Remember how we did it? Fingers under the flapand pull up. -Push it up. Push it up!- Push it up, push it up!Push it up! You were fucking incredible. You were incredible.Do you understand? -Yeah.-I'm serious. You think I could have done it without you standingnext to me, being strong? No. You feel it, Nicks? Are you feeling as goodas I'm feeling right now? -Yeah, I'm cold.-You're cold? -Yeah.- Hey, fuck it. -Let's get to Virginia, man.-All right. CALIPH: Yo, Bells, Belvis,how much was that?