It ain’t what you say.
A ROUGH LOOKING WOMAN (Ms. SMITH) AND HER TEENAGE SON (MARLON,15 yrs) SIT IN A PRIVATE ROOM. THE BOY’S TEACHER AND A CHILD PSYCHOLOGIST (PSYCH) ARE IN ATTENDANCE.
TEACHER. Hello, Ms. Smith, at last we meet after Marlon’s 3 yrs at this school. (turns to boy) Welcome, Marlon, as ever it’s a pleasure (turns to psychologist) and welcome to you Mr. Burton. (turns back to Ms. Smith) You have asked for this meeting based on concerns that you have expressed in reference to Marlon’s behaviour and language.
PSYCH. Hello, Ms. Smith. Perhaps you could describe to us what you feel is the problem with Marlon and how his behaviour is impacting on your life and the life of others?
MS. SMITH (to Marlon) Eeeh?
MARLON. (to mother) Ya, f**king old bitch, ya moaned to ‘em that me shit and them ask how?
MS. SMITH. Ya have Trets and me tink ya shit.
MARLON. (to psychologist) Mother would like to suggest that my language is somewhat different at home to the external environment and would go as far as to say, inappropriate, given the comparison. She likens my psychological state to someone who has a condition first described in 1884 by Georges Albert Edouard Brutus Gilles de la Tourette who identified ‘maladie des tics’. Most commonly known as Tourettes Syndrome.
TEACHER. I would be inclined to agree.
PSYCH. Me too.
MARLON. What the f**k, you wankers?
PSYCH. Job done. You’re cured.