Let's play "Improbable Musical", everybody plays! In this game, whenever our maestro Daniel Tauszig plays a tune, they have to sing and dance as if they were in a musical. Did anyone bring a book?
- Mr. Dalloway. - Mr.
Dalloway. What's your profession, buddy? - I'm a teacher.
- Teacher. "Improbable Musical", the title is 'Mr. Dalloway', there must be a teacher.
Go. Class, I've got news. I'm taking a leave of absence.
. . Because Douglas will get born soon, and a substitute teacher will finish the school year.
. . - Yes?
- What is the name of the substitute teacher? The substitute teacher is called. .
. Mr. Dalloway!
Mr. Dalloway? Mr.
Dalloway? Mr. Dalloway?
Mr. Dalloway is coming this way Promise that you all will behave She's about to arrive, I want good manners from this crew If you do that, I know she'll be nice too Mr. Dalloway, Mr.
Dalloway Mr. Dalloway is coming this way I hope she's as cool as the former teacher! - I brought her an apple!
- I hope so! I brought Mr. Dalloway my notebook!
- So cool! - I don't use it anyway! It's the bell!
It's Mr. Dalloway's class! - Mr.
Dalloway, this is your class. . .
- Hello, Mr. Dalloway, we just sang about you! Be nice to her!
- Mr. Dalloway, I brought this. .
. - Shut up! Shut your mouth!
- Mr. Dalloway, I brought a notebook. .
. - So take notes, little bastard! Guys!
I saw the teacher coming, is she cool? - Hi! - Hi, fatso!
Sit! This is no longer the class of teacher Lucas, who's on leave! This is Mr.
Dalloway's class, with ancient techniques from London! Where are your fucking chairs? We'll have a hard time, she speaks some stuff in english!
- Mr. Dalloway, easy. .
. - "Easy" my big fat. .
. Easy! I'll get a glass of water and when I return, I want the chairs in their places and you all sitting down!
She called Clóvis fat! I didn't notice he was fat before she mentioned it! - She didn't want my apple!
- She didn't want my notebook! Where is that empathy, those projects with no grades. .
. That beautiful thing where you're always approved, no matter what you do! - It's the end of an era.
- The end of such a happy era! I'll have to write things in my notebook! I can't believe it.
. . - My assignments used to be to do as I may - And his grade used to be A The greatest grade That's the letter A There's no better grade than the letter A It starts with F, E, D, C, B and then comes the A I'm smart, I know it goes up to A+ I always thought that was weird I think only assholes bring this up Hey, what's the matter?
Hi teacher, so good to see you! Is it born? Can you come back?
- Yes, but. . .
- Come back to our class, teacher! He'll learn to walk in six months, like everybody else! - Honey, the noise.
. . - I'm sorry!
- Douglinhas is sleeping. - Come here, cutie. .
. I love you for taking such a good care of our son! He ate a lot of kale!
Wait a minute, kids! - Teacher, nobody believes us! - Come to the living room!
We talked to the principal, we talked to our parents. . .
- Mr. Dalloway is a witch! - Yeah!
Kids, it's normal to feel this repulsion for the substitute teacher but. . .
Excuse me. . .
- They need to see me breastfeed, they need to know it's a natural thing! - Right. - I promise you this.
. . - Teacher, I need to show you something.
. . - What is this?
- An F! I never. .
. First of all, I don't give grades! And she used the F to write "fuckin' idiot!
" I'm very smart, I always get A+, I got a C, as in "I will cut your finger", then she did it! She's so mean! - She's very mean!
- Honey. . .
It's no use to report her. . .
You have to help me catch her in the act. Record her with your phone, this way she will be done - Record with your phone - Record with my phone - She can't know what's going on, record with your phone - Record with my phone She can't find out, keep it hidden, record with your phone If it's recorded she can't go boo-hoo She can't go boo-hoo She can't go Shut up! Sit down!
Motherfuckers! - Teacher! We don't need no education!
- We don't need. . .
Don't you Pink Floyd me! - Oral reports! - I forgot about the oral report.
. . I don't have a finger!
I forgot about the oral report, teacher! I forgot about it too, and I ate so much last night! Geez!
- Is it me, or are you fatter than usual? - Geez, I'm huge! I still have nine fingers!
- Stop! - Check it out. .
. Gross! A whip!
- It's a ruler! - A ruler. .
. - A ruler! - Stop!
My God! The wound hasn't healed yet! Sit!
Check it out, teacher! - Unbelievable. .
. - And it wasn't just that! - I'm sorry, teacher!
- What did you write? And she did this too! And the worst is yet to come!
The worst. . .
Teacher. . .
- We recorded everything, teach! - My God! Stop squeezing our baby!
But the principal doesn't believe us, he says it's been edited! He said it was photoshopped, I don't know what that means! Mr Principal, I don't know where this accusation came from.
. . The students are making this accusation.
. . I'm sorry, I'm breathless because of this accusation!
But I found the effort interesting. . .
- I'm sorry to interrupt, Mr Principal! - Lucas, what a pleasure. .
. Lucas comes from a different line of teaching, he's the former teacher. Lucas!
- I know him. . .
- It's a pleasure. . .
- I'm sorry to bring. . .
- Dalloway! Mr. Dalloway, this is Lucas.
- Dalloway, Lucas. - My pleasure. You're very well regarded!
Yeah, but I don't think you are. I'm sorry to bring my son, but I think it's easier this way. - No problem.
. . - The students said.
. . That's nonsense.
. . - Such nonsense.
. . - My finger!
I only have six now! - Dalloway, this is serious. .
. - You know what, I'm taking this off. .
. Is the toothache gone? Don't mock my scarf.
All right! I haven't teached for 10 years because of that! London didn't want me anymore, so I came to Brazil to teach!
I thought my techniques would do, because. . .
You have the School Without Politics project, I thought I would fit! Just a minute. .
. - Attention children, come say goodbye to the teacher. .
. - What are you doing? To Mr.
Dalloway, in the most Brazilian way you can. - I think I should go back. .
. - No, the students will make sure they say goodbye to you! Fat kids have heavy hands, ma'am!
I just need two fingers to use a gun! I'm back, class! Hooray!
We don't need chairs anymore! Teacher, I brought you an apple! - Look, he took it!
- Of course I took it! Teacher, what do you think about my shape? It doesn't matter how you look, what matters is the kind of person you are!
- He's the best teacher ever! - Yeah! He may have abandoned his wife and child, but.
. . Teacher, can you promise us something?
That you will never have another kid? Please! Even because the world is already crowded with people, right?
- There are more than 7 billion people! - I learn with you every day! I mean.
. . 7 billion, 289 million, 647 thousand and, before your little uprising, 143.
Now, without Mr. Dalloway, it's 142. Did we kill Mr.
Dalloway? This is our secret I knew it, teacher. .
. You pretended very well If anyone asks, just say you can't remember But she deserved - Deserved - If you say so, right? We just found out we killed Mr.
Dalloway - Mr. Dalloway - But she was alone - So alone - She had no family Teacher, thank you for teaching we can solve our problems with some killing This is not cool, may it never happen again Just this time, it was an exception - Thanks for teaching, the answer is killing - No! Thanks for teaching that the answer is killing And if they ask you about the last teacher Just say "I don't know who is Mr.
Dalloway" There's one finger left! IMPROVÁVEL Probably a good show. THANK YOU FOR WATCHING!
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