Monsieur Lazhar (2011) Soundboard Edit

After an unjust death, there's nothing to say.

Algeria is never completely normal.

Alright.

Anyone else talk about it at home?

Anyone who wants to speak, feel free.

As you wish.

Bachir, stop!

Because it's mine.

Because she's dead.

Boys, I've told you many times!

But exile is another kind of journey.

But I admit it was a poor choice.

But it did them good.

But it's like dumping your snow in a neighbor's yard.

But secretly, he wanted to keep her a few mor years.

Centuries ago, I'd twist their ears. Always worked.

Convincing or not, what's it change?

Counselor, I see your client studied his vocabulary.

Deaf to all appeals.

Defenestrate.

Do you think there's a link between Simon and her suicide?

For hitting Victor.

For the position.

Gaston, you can put away your whistle.

Good bye.

I can't complain.

I can't get Martine out of my head.

I don't know which of us looks dumber.

I fixed your chair.

I mean,

I mean, fat! Humungous!

I ran a restaurant.

I taught for 19 years in a grade school in Algiers.

I was less than dazzled.

I'd like permission to distribute the text to the whole school.

I'll also write one that you'll correct.

I'll call tomorrow, Mom.

I'll say I have to leave.

I'm an immigrant too.

I'm so sorry.

In a few weeks, they'll be cured? Tremendous!

Is feeling sad, you tell us.

It's hard to understand why anyone chooses to kill herself.

It's not at all macabre

It's not to take advantage of the situation

It's not your fault.

It's the iPod that chooses the music.

Martine gave Simon tutoring.

Martine must've been discouraged with her life.

Martine never would've chosen that dictation.

Mr. Lazhar?

My wife was meant to leave on June 25 at 5 a.m.,

My wife's belongings.

Native spirituality.

No questions, back to the yard.

North America.

Not much.

Or the threat of cruel and unusual treatment or punishment.

Personally, I found it OK...

Pierre.

Pierre's her husband. He didn't come.

Place mat!

Please show more respect.

Please. Children, please!

Put away your things.

Right, strength in numbers.

Rough, perhaps.

She's changing schools.

So it doesn't drip all over.

Solid.

Some tea?

Soucy with an I?

Spot mat!

Sweetie, I told you, right?

Thank you. I have those clippings...

Thanks, you too!

The desks arranged in a semi circle...

The general areas..

Then I ran a café restaurant.

They can do art this afternoon.

This is a woman ocracy here, you'll see.

To talk about death.

True, I could've talked about the Belgian Congo,

Very moving, Miss Marie Frédérique Caron McCarthy!

Victor Garrido Lariviere.

Well, I'm a schoolteacher.

Well, I'm your teacher now.

What are you insinuating?

What summit?

What's going on?

What's that game?

When a woman speaks out, it angers people.

When you arrived here,

When you whistle in his ear?

When's the replacement coming?

With Martine, we don't know why.

With that photo?

You guys, the other way.

You keep reopening her grave.

You know, a little color...

You know?

You should've given it to her.

You?

You're the father of...?

Your coat?

Your story, where you're from.

Pardon me? A drive home?