I had a family thing.
- Family thing? - Yeah.
"Megan is a whore and a..."
what on earth is a "cum dumpster"?
Well, sir, I assume... well,
it could be a guy or a girl, actually.
These kids, they can't even spell,
and they come up with this shit.
How have we never seen this before?
Well, faculty is not supposed to be in the students' restroom.
I could call the janitorial staff
and see if they could repaint these walls.
Well, I think we should, although...
I don't know how this is going to calm Olivia Baker at all.
I'm wondering if her husband is any more reasonable.
I actually know Andy a bit. I shop at their store.
I understand about the grief, all right?
It's just the...
It's the grasping for blame.
It's just graffiti, right?
Oh, my God!
In honor of Halloween, your in-class essay today will analyze
this quote from chapter four of Beyond Good and Evil:
"Whoever fights monsters should see to it
that he does not become a monster."
I'm worried about you, Clay.
Why aren't you entering the costume contest?
Because I'm not wearing a costume.
Can you think of the abyss in your own life?
Can you think of an occasion in the book
where the protagonist lost their way?
What monsters have you...
You're gonna get in trouble.
Watch and learn.
- You sleep in class? - Are you kidding?
With my schedule,
power naps are essential.
I just couldn't sleep last night.
Obsessing over the history exam?
About who you're going to take to Winter Formal?
People take people to that?
Quiet study, please.
What else has you up nights?
I think there's someone outside my window.
What, like a burglar?
Like someone taking pictures.
Nothing that interesting ever happens to me.
I'm not sure "interesting" is the first word that comes to mind.
It's sort of awful.
You have to do something about it.
I don't know.
But I'll help.
I didn't realize you were taking photography.
Yep, the project is all about contrast,
which is why we have to do it at night,
and which is why I have to sleep over.
- It's due tomorrow. - I see.
I would like your parents' number, just in case.
Already put the Bakers in your contacts.
You'll make sure to text me before you go to bed?
And you're sure you don't want me to help--
不用了 爸爸 真的
I've got it, Dad, really.
He's very involved.
That's the worst, right?
No, it's cool.
I like that you can just talk to him.
I wish I could do that.
Grass is always greener, I guess.
That was the first time I've ever lied to either of them.
Welcome to the dark side.
Technically, it's for bears.
Supposedly, like, blinds the bears, giving you time to run away.
So, who do you think it could be?
I don't know,
but there's this creepy old dude on the corner
who walks with an umbrella on perfectly sunny days.
- Weird. - Exactly.
My money's on him.
He's gonna need more than
an umbrella to block the rays of this thing. Wanna see?
You may want to look away.
I'm amazed you still shoot on film.
I shoot all different ways,
but film really makes you focus on the image you're creating.
It's not just there for you on a screen.
I need you to print a few for the tribute issue.
- Okay. - Can you get them in time?
Yeah, I'm already started.
You really did capture her, didn't you?
I've really got a lot of work to do.
Do you think you could...?
- Yeah. - Yeah, okay, cool.
Yeah, no, um...
You've got a real eye.
天呐 克雷 你来这做什么
Jesus, Clay, what are you doing in here?
Just seeing what our prize-winning photographer is working on.
Well, no, don't.
This is all for yearbook only. You're not supposed to be in here.
Really? You're gonna call me out on trespassing?
I heard your tape.
And what, throwing a rock through my window isn't enough?
I didn't throw one.
So, what do you want, then?
I want you to delete the photos you took.
Destroy the negatives. Whatever.
- Or I'm turning you in. - Turning me in?
What, are you gonna turn everybody in?
Like Justin and Alex?
You stalked her.
I'm the student life photographer, okay?
I stalk everybody. It's my job.
That means you stand outside everyone's windows
and take pictures of them...