LogoSophia Screenplay by: Tom Scilipoti An American Empirical?

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INT. WEIDENSALL 123 11 AM Mr. Bloom: Is that a serious question? Yes, I was a child of the 90s, I remember Emmanuel in Space. But the name was spelled with an I in its original language, Bousch (prn: Buh-juge) and Im looking for its original meaning, not Skinamax allusions. Its not that late, yet. TKE: Well whats that word mean? (Not revealed yet) Mr. Bloom: Thats what I want you guys to tell me. Cmon, were low tier elite, we should know our (like a hint)Hebrew. And our Latin, especially our Greek and a wee bit of Sanskrit, Bodhi. Bodhi Boylan turns to a classmate, simulates smoking a bowl, then points to a weed drawing featuring the word, Cannabis. XO: I think Ferris meant that word. Shift to Far right, of the board. LOGOSOPHIA Mr. Bloom: Oh that? Dont worry about that. FIJI: Well why did you put it on the board then, Dave?

Mr. Bloom: I said dont worry about it. (points to Immanuel) Cmon, hes within all of us people. FIJI: You didnt answer MY question? Mr. Bloom: Mr. T put it on the board but dont ask him cuz hes dipping. Cut to Mr. T, Tommy Cicero who spits wintergreen Griz into a YooHoo bottle then speaks. TOMMY: It means your fathers serious connects are gonna set you for life, youre gonna marry your mom and shell pump out two Alpha Dogs and one bulimic queen. Your teacher asked the class a different question, Mitt Romney. FIJI is wearing a Mitt Romney Believe in America shirt, not the nickname for the letters that they cant wear till their dead. His two boys got that. Scot Malooly: Well how much extra credit is it worth? Mr. Bloom: Well considering Coleridge couldnt opium dream up a solution to it, Wordsworth couldnt see into the life of it and Keats died of polio before he got to it, the answer to that question is pretty (searches for the right word). Tommy: Hermeutic (muffled from the dip) Mr. Bloom: Right herpeautic. (Mr. Bloom turns to the Kant chalkboard drawing & Immanuel) Bueller, Bueller. The class doesnt get it. Mr. Bloom: Bueller, anyone, (sadly) nobody got it. Tommy: Dante, whats Immanuel mean in Hebrew? Dantes flirting with a hot Gamma Phi babe. Dante: (wigger voice) Oh Im sorry ProfessaNone of yall faggots no what the (censors himself) it mean! Immanuel, hmmm (jeopardy theme) doo, doo da-da God is

With us.
Dante raises his hands up like a Bodhisattiva.

INT. WEIDENSALL 301 Switch to Dr. Guy Junker (Gey YunK-err) The whole class has their blue books wide open. Cold silence. Pages full of #2 penciled notes. Dr. Junker: After Nicomachean Ethics theres no such thing as a treatise on human conduct. Its over, the medium is exhausted, the arc serves no other purpose than to remind us of the impeccable brilliance of its only possible Creator. Callie Stroker, ex-stripper turned Nietzsche-head, writes notes on her professor instead of record his speech verbatim. Aristotle, tool box. Quadriplegic boy, wrote a sonnet on my hoo-hoo. Dr. Junker, closet cokehead? A quadriplegic boy holds a microphone by his neck. Dr. Junker: Dr. Junkers treatise concerning the modus operandi of ethical theory is merely a set of footnotes to Aristotle. Half Greek, half multi-ethnic. All students record. One very ambitious student in a pink DG shirt writes with intense pace to jot down every word her professor says. She is Victoria Humfries, Vicki Freeze. Her blue book reads, To dream is savage, to touch is essential: Essays on the Rational Animal. Preface. Page 7. Nick: My fingers hurt. Dr. Junker: I require your pardon. Nick: All this ego drivels making my fingers bleed, And I play electric bass in a raprock band. Dr. Junker: Well now your whole bodys gonna ache cuz youre gonna have to (BEAT) think about (hazing ritual) why its mandated on the syllabi that you never interrupt me while Im speaking nor cogitating!

Dr. Junker (Bill Murray) simulates playing an electric bass guitar. Noah: (to himself) Final chapter of my novel, wouldnt ya say? Noah assumes the think about it pose. Dr. Junker: Noah, thats not how Heidegger would think about it? Noah moves to a more difficult position. (Hempel Think-about it in secret lore ) Dr. Junker: Anybody elses fingers hurt? (BEAT)Doctor Guy Junker has been a distinguished professor of humanities ever since those (BEAT) scoundrels at Swarthmore dropped their informal charges of corrupting the truth. This was in1987. (BEAT) backspace, sentence 451,Katie Tarabian styleDustin. The graduate assistant, a cute, nave French girl crosses out the last sentence and makes the proper citation. She is Sophia Cantona. Doctor Junker: An ominously radiant afternoon in mid-May of the year nineteen hundred and eighty seven. A relatively sufficient but 2 score long overdue, backspace, Chicago style. LOGOSOPHIA: (TO BE CONTINUED) Logline: When an idealistic associate professor joins a cynical, distinguished professor in leading a summer mini-mester in Hellenistic Europe, a classic rivalry in philosophical thought leads to a schism and a magnificent, unplanned voyage of discovery.