[South Park Elementary; Ms. Nelson is handing her students back their graded math exams]
I want you all to take a close look at your math exams, children. Some of you did very well, but many of you did not.
[disappointed as he received an F] Aw, man!
The addition of fractions is very simple. Let's run through it again. How do we solve this first one?
[Sounds of gunshots and children screaming are heard from outside in the hallway]
[raises his hand] Add together the 3 and the 3!
Good, Butters. We add the 3's together. And what about the 4's? Token?
They're the denominators, so they stay a 4.
Some kid shot up the school.
Who shot up the schoo-- was it you?
Oh... [goes back to cutting his steak] Well, what's this about failing a math quiz?
[pounds the table, angrily] Are you serious?! Did you not hear what your child said?! Kids died at his school!
Why are you all acting like this is normal?! What is wrong with you people?! [storms upstairs]
[Later that night, Sharon is angrily and tearfully putting up laundry in the master bedroom]
[entering] Hey, Sharon. You doing okay?
No, I'm not okay! Children were shot! They were killed at a school where they were supposed to be safe!
Uh-huh, and... what else is going on?
Why does there need to be anything else?! [in unison] ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
[in unison] I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Sharon.
Why isn't anyone else emotional?!
Hon, uh… when was your last… I mean, you know how sometimes things can seem like a little bigger deal 'cause, you know, you're… down there?
Don't you dare suggest that I'm only emotional because it's…
I'm… I'm just… I'm just pointing out that it is around that time.
GET OUT, RANDY! I'm not overreacting!
[Marsh residence; Sharon has called a group of parents together for a meeting]
Thanks for coming, everybody. I'm sure you all heard there was yet another school shooting today. We have to figure out what we're going to do as parents, because this whole thing is out of control! We have to ask ourselves why this is happening and do something now!
Well, you know, Sharon, I think... it s a complex issue, you know. It's... it's not really as simple as just... [Randy perks up and begins signing to him furiously; It basically amounts to "Stop! Stop! It's Sharon! She's menstruating!"] What I'm saying is that, that with issues like this, sometimes you have to be kind of... [begins to see what Randy is doing: "she's touched in the head"] crazy?
What are you talking about? [Randy pulls out a red handkerchief and pretends it's a bloody tampon] Do you understand that our children are being murdered?
How much closer to home can this all hit? [Randy continues signing: "She's menstruating heavily and it's driving her crazy."] It was at our children's school!
[still not getting it] Crazy time. Crazy red time.
[stops in his tracks as Sharon notices] I agree with my wife.
Well, there certainly are things that need changing. Just yesterday, I was at the park with my son Craig and... have you seen the state of the playground equipment? Not only does it seem unsafe, but it's become quite an eyesore.
The whole park could use an upgrade, if you ask me. It's become a camp out for the homeless.
[now irked and enraged, screaming at the top of her lungs] ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING?! YOU'RE GONNA TAKE ONE SECOND TO COMPARE CHILD MURDER TO PARK UPGRADES?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH EVERYBODY?! YOU'VE ALL GONE CRAZY! [furiously goes upstairs]
SOfficer Stevens
You did everything you could, Mr. Marsh. If your wife can't realize the truth and appreciate you, maybe she never will.
Realize what?! What have you been telling everybody, Randy?!
Randy was just trying to make you feel loved while you're going through menopause.
Menopause?! I'm not going through fucking menopause!
I just got my period this morning!
You... you got your period?
You just got your period this morning?
So, the past few days, maybe you have been just a little-
NO! NO NOTHING! Don't you guys see what's happened here?! I want you to be angry! Every day we hear about another school shooting! It used to be a big deal! I want it to be a big deal again. I mean Harriet, you came to my house and said there was a school shooting to trick me into going with you!
I was just trying to be a part of the big surprise, Sharon.
That's what I'm talking about! That's crazy, Harriet! I want you all to be shocked! I want you all to be sad!
You want everyone to be sad?
Well. Sharon, if you wanted to make me sad, congratulations. [voice cracks a little] You did a great job. [sadly walks away]
Yeah, let's go somewhere without so much negativity.
