Since the dawn of recorded history,
something like 110 billion human beings
have been born into this world.
And not a single one of them made it.
There are 6.8 billion people on the planet.
Roughly 60 million of them die every year. 60 million people.
That comes out to about 160,000 per day.
I read this quote once when I was a kid,
"我們獨自降世 孤單終老 塵世之物 皆爲虛妄"
"We live alone, we die alone. Everything else is just an illusion."
It used to keep me up at night.
We all die alone.
So, why am I supposed to spend my life working, sweating, struggling?
For an illusion?
Because no amount of friends,
no assignments about conjugating the pluperfect
or determining the square root of the hypotenuse
is gonna help me avoid my fate.
I have better things to do with my time.
Do you have your work, George?
- No. - Why not?
- I was depressed. - Oh, yes? Why was that?
Because I realized I'm gonna die one day.
We're all gonna die one day, George.
I don't think that's a reasonable excuse
for not completing your trigonometry exercise.
Well, I was trying to.
I just couldn't shake this awareness of my mortality.
Everything seemed meaningless,
including the assignment, unfortunately.
I want you to go to the principal's office
and find meaning in the homework.
Bring it to me completed by the end of the period.
- You're late. - I was so engrossed in my work.
Boy, I wouldn't wanna be you right now.
- I haven't done anything. -You've always done something.
You better go.
Even though you have off-campus privileges as a senior,
if you are seen anywhere in the city smoking,
you have your privileges revoked. Automatic probation.
Why are you telling me?
- You think I can't smell? - You can smell all you want.
Shall we get down to business?
Yes, we shall.
In a way, your future depends on the next few months.
Not just for college.
I mean, it sets the tone for everything that follows.
Now, I know how you think and I know
you're thinking it's too late and you're gonna be a fatalist
and let it all go to hell.
But, George, if you keep performing the way you are,
forget about college, forget about graduating, even.
this counts as your official warning. Suspension is next.
I thought probation was next.
Don't play the angles, George. They won't work.
- Neither do jokes. - I wasn't joking.
I know you're capable.
I have a real problem with motivating.
But I think I can do it. I'll try.
All right, go.
And don't make me regret it.
Who's smoking up here?
George! What do you think you're doing?
I was having a tough day.
I guess the stress finally got to me, Mrs. Dougherty.
George, why do you do these things?
- Thank you. -Now, what do you mean by stress?
- I got an e-mail from your school. - Oh, Jesus.
Some kind of academic probation?
Can I help you?
Can I get you a tutor or a private college advisor?
If you don't get into a decent school,
then I don't know how you're gonna get a job.
I have it under control.
Honey, if you don't get into a decent college...
- I'm gonna go watch TV. - No, you will not watch TV.
You will stay here
till we can come up with a plan for getting you into college.
I had a hard day at school, I'm tired,
and I'm gonna go relax now for half an hour.
Then I will do my work. Okay?
The fuck are you doing?
Are you sketching your subject, you little shit?
- I don't have a subject, Harris. - Why the heck not?
I don't know.
George, you're going to have to start digging around in there,
so you can develop that talent of yours,
so you can start to use that brain of yours
to express that beautiful heart of yours.
So, figure out what you want to say, and say it.
- Harris. - Yes.
I don't have anything to say.
- I'm Sally. - I know.
- Thanks for covering for me. - No problem.
Why did you?
I don't know.
You were doing something so renegade,
I thought you deserved to get away with it.
I run afoul of the authorities so often,
I figured I could handle it better than you.
You're really weird.
So, why don't you ever do your work?
There are so many more important things to think about,
homework ends up seeming like an afterthought.
-你是多動症嗎 -不是 他們把我當多動症治的
- ADD? - No, they tried everything.
利他林 利普能[藥] 諮♥詢♥師什麼的都用過了
Ritalin, Lexapro, tutors, therapy.
Nothing worked. I'm the Teflon slacker.
No, it's more like, we're living in a dying time, you know?
看看全球變暖 戰爭 恐♥怖♥主♥義♥ 還有海嘯什麼的
I mean, you got global warming, wars, terrorism, tsunamis.
We're definitely on the downhill side.
So, what are we working towards? What's the point?
I thought I had fears, but they're pretty run-of-the-mill.
-痛苦 死亡 -我可不怕
- Pain, death. - Not me.
I fear life.
Do you have any friends, George?
I'm kind of a misanthrope.
Not a choice, just a fact.