Dewey
I totally screwed up. I told the kids that if they practiced, they'd get into the Battle of the Bands.
Coordinator
What'd you tell them that for?
Dewey
I don't know, I just...I wanted to give them something to look forward to, to keep their spirits up. Look at them. [he and the Coordinator look at the kids, who are faking sick] They're terminal. Every last one of them. And all they wanted to do before they bit the dust was play Battle of the Bands.
Coordinator
What do they all have?
Dewey
It’s a... rare blood disease. "Stick-it-to-da-man-neosis."
Coordinator
What's that? I've never heard of it.
Dewey
You're lucky. Because it's hell.
