Miss Duncan: All right, everybody. I would like for you to sketch Kris...
in the style that most appeals to you.
Now this isn't for a grade.
I just wanna get an idea of your artistic and or aesthetic interests. All right?
So all I ask is a sincere stab at it. Any questions?
Donna: Uh, do you think Kris could move her hair,
so we could see her face better?
[Chuckles] Now she's all tensed up.
Kris: No, I'm very relaxed.
Miss Duncan: All right, everybody. Let's get to work.
Donna: Oops. Now your hair's in the way again.
Miss Duncan: Yes.
Donna: I hate to be so fussy, but...
she looks so stiff, from my perspective anyway.
I mean, it makes me feel uncomfortable.
Miss Duncan: She looks all right to me. I really don't see what's bothering you, Donna.
Donna: Maybe it's the angle of her head.
Would you mind if I helped her a bit?
Miss Duncan: All right.
Donna: Thank you.
- There. That's better (pulls Kris’ hair hard)
Donna: Oh! How did I do that?
Kris: Yes, how did you get your finger twisted around my hair?
Donna: It was an accident.
Donna: I'm terribly sorry.
Miss Duncan: Why don't you just sit down, Donna?
Donna: You know, it must have snagged on my ring.
Miss Duncan: Donna, take your seat, please.
Donna: Well, I just don't want you to think...
Miss Duncan: Sit down, Donna.
Donna: Very well, Miss Duncan. If you insist.
Miss Duncan: I do insist. Sit down!