Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for November 08, 2002

Transcript:

ARTUR: Nate, I do not understand you. I thought we were friends...But now I am hearing you say to coach the opposite! You do not even like me! NATE: No! I mean...I...I... ARTUR: Do not try to explain, Nate. Lave me alone. NATE: Coach? COACH: I may never get home.