10 Things I Hate About You (1999)

Daryl Mitchell: Mr. Morgan

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• Mr. Morgan : All right... I assume everyone's found time to complete their poem... except... for Mr. Donner.

  [starts laughing] 

  Mr. Morgan : Who has an excuse

  [laughs even harder, then stops] 

  Mr. Morgan : . Shaft! Lose the glasses.

  [Joey removes his sunglasses, revealing his bruised nose from his earlier confrontation with Bianca] 

  Mr. Morgan : All right... anyone brave enough to read theirs aloud?

  [Everyone looks at each other, waiting to see who goes first, Kat finally raises her hand] 

  Kat Stratford : I will.

  Mr. Morgan : [rolls his eyes and sighs]  Lord, here we go.

  Kat Stratford : I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.

  [sighs] 

  Kat Stratford : I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.

  [Kat's voice breaks and she looks at Patrick] 

  Kat Stratford : I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.

  [starts to cry] 

  Kat Stratford : But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

  [Kat walks out the classroom] 

• Joey : Mr. Morgan, is there any chance we could get Kat to take her Midol *before* she comes to class?

  Mr. Morgan : Someday, you gonna get bitch-slapped and I'm not gonna do a thing to stop it.

• Mr. Morgan : I know how difficult it must be for you to overcome all those years of upper middle-class suburban oppression. Must be tough. But the next time you storm the PTA crusading for better... lunch meat, or whatever it is you white girls complain about, ask them WHY they can't buy a book written by a black man!

  White Rastas : That's right mon!

  Mr. Morgan : Don't even get me started on you two!

  White Rastas : [Mumble to themselves] 

• Mr. Morgan : All right, not that I give a damn, but how was everybody's weekend?

  Joey : Oh, I dunno, maybe we should ask Kat?

  Mr. Morgan : Unless she kicked the crap outta your dumb butt, I don't wanna hear about it!

• Mr. Morgan : [after reading Shakespearean sonnet]  Now, I know Shakespeare's a dead white guy, but he knows his shit, so we can overlook that. I want you all to write your own version of this sonnet.

  [Kat raises her hand in the background] 

  Mr. Morgan : Yes, Miss "I Have An Opinion About Everything"?

• Mr. Morgan : Get outta my class.

  Kat Stratford : What?

  Mr. Morgan : Out. Get out!

  Joey : Thanks, Mr. Morgan.

  Mr. Morgan : Shut up!