02x03 - #CheckYourPrivilege

[bunniefuu]

- [sneakers squeaking]
- [ball bouncing]

[upbeat music playing]

[Frankie] Need an assist, co-captain?

What are you doing here? I
thought you were gonna quit.

Frankie Hollingsworth does
not run away from her problems.

- [Shay sighs]
- What?

Word has gotten around.

No one will play us unless the person
responsible for the banner quits the team.

But we play Mississauga tomorrow.

Not since Northern Tech's
captain told every team

that someone at Degrassi
drew her as a gorilla.

But if I quit, I'm admitting
Degrassi was r*cist.

And we're not, because
it was a harmless prank.

It still hurt a lot
of people's feelings.

Okay, well, that wasn't my intention.

This isn't my fault.

Franks, I don't want
you to have to quit,

but I don't know
another way out of this.

I do.

I'm throwing a friendly
diversity mixer after school,

and I've invited Northern Tech.

Hashtag, let's talk race?

Just a chill discussion to fix things.

Then we can go on and win the
championship like we all want.

You still want that, right?

Of course I do. It's been
our dream forever, but...

Come on, just help me out with this.

I just wanna get everyone
together so we can talk.

Okay, but I think we're going to need
more than just a chill discussion.

[sighs] Thank you, thank you, thank you.

[theme music playing]

♪ Whatever it takes I know
I can make it through ♪

♪ And if I hold out I know
I can make it through ♪

♪ Be the best, be the best
The best that I can be ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it I
know I can make it through ♪

High School Secrets

- is a support group in your pocket.

Users can anonymously post
their secrets and questions,

free from judgment.

If you empathize or agree with a secret,

you just click "me, too," and
it goes to the top of your list.

This is all about building
the Degrassi community.

[students clapping]

- [Ms. Grell] Thank you, Miss Baron.
- b*at that.

[yawning] Sorry, what?

I just slept through the
most boring presentation ever.

Let one girl into app class, and
now it's all flowers and unicorns.

And next up is Baaz and
Vijay's app, BrownCloud.

[student chuckles]

Okay...

[Baaz clears throat] Has
this ever happened to you?

- [loud farting]
- [Vijay gasps]

[students laughing]

That wasn't me, I swear.

Well, it's gonna happen a
lot more now with BrownCloud,

the app that lets you sneak-att*ck
your friends' phones with farts.

You can send one fart a day
to anyone on your friends list,

and they can do the same.

- [Ms. Grell] Very... juvenile.
- [Baaz] Thanks.

The app with the most
downloads at the end of the week

gets an A and two passes to AppFair,

where you'll get a chance to
develop your app with professionals.

[bell ringing]

Hey, my app's boring?

Your UI is open-source JPEGs that
you got from MP s off the web.

It's shovelware.

As if.

We recorded all farts
ourselves in lossless FLAC files.

How does it feel to be responsible
for the decline of civilization?

People don't care about your gushy
stuff. They just want to laugh.

[Baaz] And nothing makes
people laugh more than farts.

- How about a friendly wager?
- [Yael sighs]

The app with the most downloads
by the end of the week wins.

Stakes?

If I win, you owe me a date.

[chuckles] Sure.

And if I win, you give
me a million dollars

that I'll donate to
fair-trade initiatives.

Wow, you even make gambling lame.

[sighs]

- [baby thumps]
- [crying]

Careful!

Just like real babies, these
robots need to be cared for.

[crying continues]

Just like that.

Good job, boys.

Aw, aren't you two the cutest.

I'll get our diaper bag.

Hashtag, BFs of the year.

Oh, you can't post that.

Chill, it's your good side.

- Okay, first off, I don't have a bad side.
- [scoffs]

Second, you can't say
"boyfriend." [scoffs]

You guys still haven't had the talk?

I told you, love is about
sparks, not... technicalities.

Right, but you need to
know where he stands.

I don't want to pressure him.

If you're so terrified that any
amount of pressure will push him away,

how good a team can you really be?

[sighing]

I'm just trying to protect you from
another crappy ending with Miles.

Well, I don't need protecting.

Label or not, Miles and I
are the best we've ever been.

[chuckles]

Would you mind if I put
your expert lips to use?

I reluctantly accept this mission.

Great, because I really
need someone to help me

blow up these balloons
for the diversity mixer.

We're gonna burst stereotypes.

You're gonna solve racism with balloons?

Why didn't Martin Luther
King think of that?

Don't tease.

- I'm trying my best.
- I know, but...

Frankie, racism runs deep.

Okay, it's like a massive tumor,

and this balloon game
is applying sunscreen.

It's a really good idea, but it will
also have zero effect on the tumor.

Okay, so what do I do?

Apologize, quit, and move on.

If I quit, I admit the drawing,
and therefore, I am r*cist.

[sighs] I just don't get
why race is such a big deal.

Well, try explaining that
to people who've experienced

generation after generation
of systemic oppression.

I know. It's stupid.

Okay, perfect.

Just go in there and say,

"I'm Frankie Hollingsworth, and I
think racial inequality is stupid."

[both chuckle]

Okay, bottom line,

no one should be treated differently,
because aren't we all basically the same?

Well, sorry to pop your balloon, but
isn't that a little bit idealistic?

You can keep the balloons.
I've got a way better idea.

Hey, Daddy.

Yeah, I'm gonna go ahead
and shut that down right now.

Oh, come on, I love me a hot dad.

I see you and MJ are gonna
look so cute together.

- Miles Junior? Duh.
- Really?

With the attention it needs, I'd
say it's more of a Tristan Junior.

Well, if you think he's
gonna be too much trouble,

I can come over after
school tonight and help.

- [baby crying]
- Yeah, if you don't mind watching me

study for my biology exam.

Well, MJ and I can test you.

Our little prodigy needs his practice

if he's gonna get into
Harvard on a full scholarship.

[baby crying]

[Miles sniffs]

You know what? I can
take him for tonight.

- You sure?
- Totally, that way you can...

just focus on your biology exam
without any pressure. [chuckles]

Okay, thanks.

[sirens wailing in distance]

_

Thanks for these comics.
And thanks for visiting.

Reading the same dumb gossip magazines
every day was driving me insane.

[chuckles] Get it?

Insane?

Hello?

[sighs] Baaz and Vijay's fart app is
getting way more downloads than mine.

Those clowns are Winklevii compared
to your Zuckerberg-ian skills.

Yeah, but if I lose, I have
to go on a date with Baaz.

- We must crush them.
- How?

They already have downloads,
and I have two, me and Ms. Grell.

Something I learnt in group therapy is
that not everyone thinks the same as me.

Lots of people are into
really stupid stuff.

Like it or not, scandal sells.

Maybe you should give
the masses what they want.

I won't turn High School
Secrets into a dumb gossip app.

- Bottom line, your app deserves to win.
- I know it does.

Being a girl in tech sucks.

There are basically no women
running companies in Silicon Valley.

- There will be once you're there.
- Thanks.

But if I lose, it just proves
that boys are better than girls.

They already don't take me seriously.

Then make them.

And compromise the whole
reason why I made this app?

[Hunter sighs]

Look, I gotta get to group therapy.

But you gotta be ruthless.

Do you think billionaire CEOs got
to the top by following their ideals?

_

[sighing]

"I think a certain grade boy...

is cheating on his girlfriend."

[Frankie] Thanks for
coming, everyone.

Okay.

Race is defined as a
category of humankind

that shares certain
distinctive physical traits.

So basically, we're being told that
race is what makes us different.

Now, who here has blood type A?

Great.

Everyone with blood type A,
please gather by the "A" sign.

Types B, AB and O, over there.

Now, look at your group.

We're all categorized by blood
type, but do any of us look the same?

[student murmurs] No.

No, because physical
aspects of our blood type

are as meaningless as physical
aspects of our skin color.

It's like race doesn't matter.

Oh, my gosh, you're a genius. [chuckles]

Race doesn't matter?

Yeah.

I mean, no, it doesn't.

Which is why we should put all
this banner business behind us.

Right, Shay?

[Kara] My race matters to me.

It's what I live every day.

Let me finish, please? I really
think we can work this out.

Did I make a mistake? Sure.

But don't we all make mistakes?

So you're the one who drew
that r*cist picture of me.

Yeah.

I drew you as a gorilla, but...

we all evolved from monkeys, so,
when you think about it, we're family.

What does any of that have to
do with your r*cist drawing?

Maybe she's getting to it.

Look, the next time we have a game,

you can bring a big dumb drawing
of me, and then we'll be even.

- Can we please just let it go?
- [loudly] "Let it go"?

That drawing was r*cist!

- But I didn't mean it like that.
- So what?

Do you have any idea what it felt like
seeing that hanging from my own school?

No, of course she doesn't.

I am so sick of being
made out to be the villain!

You guys pranked us first. We
were just getting back at you!

By being r*cist?

[scoffs] Never mind. I
think we're done here.

I think one of us is done.

[student murmurs] Yeah!

And he totally made out with two guys
in one day in the student council office.

[chuckles]

"I heard the student council office

has been used for loads of

'presidential business, '
if you know what I mean."

[chuckles] Great!

Any more blind items?

Uh, well, apparently, a
certain candy-colored airhead

has quite the OomfChat reputation.

Were you so disgusted with the idea of
going on a date with me you had to cheat?

Excuse me?

I have huge issues with the
second part of that statement.

- You tampered with the download log.
- I did what now?

Don't expect us to believe

your download count jumped four
digits overnight all on its own.

[gasps] What?

[typing]

[laughs] This is amazing!

And you, traitor. You're
helping her populate her app.

Oops.

So much for your altruistic
save-the-world app.

You've turned it into Degrassi TMZ.

Uh, this is for the greater good.

And once it gets going,

people are gonna use
it how they're meant to.

They absolutely will not.

- Have you met people?
- [loud farting]

[sighs] Whatever.

At least it's better
than this stupid fart app.

[Vijay] Oh, listen to this.

"I think I saw Ms. Grell's
denim-on-denim-on-denim look

in my nightmare last night."

- [chuckles] Me, too, girl. Me, too.
- Stop! You're helping the enemy.

Gossip is my Achilles'
heel. You know that.

[Baaz] Well, congratulations,

you are now contributing to the
moral degradation of our society.

Aw, somebody's a sore loser.

[baby crying]

Okay, this homecoming gala is gonna
put all other Degrassi events to shame.

Winston, your first draft
of the variety show script...

Was emailed to you three days ago.

- Oh, may I?
- [baby crying]

Right. Sorry, I was up
all night with this guy.

You had the baby all night and
all today? What about Miles?

He had a thing.

Sure, he did. Classic Miles.

What's that supposed to mean?

You've met him.

He's not that big on
commitments or responsibility.

[cell phone chimes]

- Maybe we should do this later?
- No. No, I'm good.

[baby wailing]

Oh, okay, I just got the
confirmation from the rental company

for the sound system, so we're all set.

Look at you, juggling family and
career like a badass single mom.

Apparently, you can have it all.

- I'm not a single parent.
- Right.

And I guess Miles is just one
of those old-school s dads.

Whereas I am a fully
engaged, modern co-parent.

Zoë has the baby.

- [baby crying]
- [scoffs] I already told you, he's busy.

Too busy to do his
half of the assignment?

It's not a big deal.

He just needed me to
pick up the slack today.

- Let's move on.
- [crying continues]

What do we got so far for raffle prizes?

[gasps] Oh!

Hey, can I request an alternate
pair of volleyball shorts

- in a more flattering color?
- Ask Shay.

- She wants to be the sole captain, anyway.
- Excuse me?

You should have backed
me up at the mixer.

Okay, what? I'm supposed to be able
to calm them down because I'm black?

No! It's just...

Okay, I tried doing a good thing.

Maybe they hate me because I'm
white. Like, reverse racism.

Wait, that's a thing?

Yes, white people are so oppressed.

No, Lola, reverse racism is not
a thing, but white privilege is.

What, so, because I'm white,
things come easy for me?

No, it's just, you've never had
to deal with microaggression,

like people always asking if
you have an arranged marriage.

Wait, do you?

- Case in point.
- [Frankie] Okay.

So, because I'm white, I'm evil. Got it.

You just can't possibly
know what it's like

to live with a legacy
of prejudice against you.

Okay, I tried apologizing,
and they wouldn't listen to me.

You just kept cutting them
off and defending yourself.

- Because I was being att*cked!
- [Shay] Look. There's time to fix things

- with Northern Tech
- [cell phone vibrating]

...so that they'll call off the
boycott before tonight's game.

Um, good luck with that.

"Frankie Hollingsworth is
a r*cist, rich, basic..."

And then something
that rhymes with "rich."

- What? Who said that?
- [Lola] I don't know. It's anonymous.

It's that Yael girl's
High School Secrets app.

You know what?

Enough is enough.

[Lola] Wait.

Where did we land on the shorts?

Thanks for your advice.

I am totally crushing
Baaz on the download front.

So you don't have to
go on that date anymore?

- Awesome.
- [Yael sighs]

I wonder how much Google's
gonna pay me for my work of art.

[Frankie] Yael, I need to talk to you.

Hey, uh, what's up?

You need to take down your app.

People are using it to
slander me with impunity.

[Hunter] Frankie?

Yeah?

Oh. Hi, Hunter.

Wanna know what the High
School Secret about me is?

"Frankie Hollingsworth is
the prez of the Degrassi KKK."

- [Hunter] Wow.
- Yeah.

Which is why Yael needs
to shut down her app, now.

But that's my masterpiece.
Real-time updates. Intuitive UI.

I don't know what that
is, and I don't care.

It's not the app's fault that people
are saying those things about you.

Everybody's got a different
way of seeing things.

- So what am I supposed to do?
- Change their opinion.

I've already done everything I
can. No one's listening to me.

Maybe you should listen to them.

Thanks for your help in this matter.

Bye, brother.

[sighs] Your sister's really mad at me.

That does sound pretty awful. Maybe
this gossip stuff was a bad idea.

But nobody wanted it when
I was doing it my way.

[sighs] It's bad enough that
everyone writes me off as "the girl."

If I want to succeed, I have
to do it by any means necessary.

- Right?
- I don't know.

This is a hard one.

[student] Cover him!

Miles, can we talk, please?

I'm kind of in the middle of a game.

Okay, I can't do this
by myself, all right?

I'm sorry if it's too
much pressure, or whatever,

but I'm not asking you to marry me.

I'm asking for a little help
with this stupid project.

Okay, I'm gonna need you to
unpack some of that, all right?

You're so skittish!

Is this just you gearing
up to screw me over again?

Because, if so, maybe we
should just call it off now.

Okay, what are you talking
about? It's just a dumb toy.

This is not just a dumb toy.

- It's a symbol of our relationship.
- [baby crying]

[baby wailing]

Look, I just wanted to prove
that you weren't gonna do

that thing that you always
do, but maybe that was stupid,

because maybe that's
just the way you are.

Okay.

Okay, I'll take the baby.

Okay, but...

you can't just throw it
away when you get bored.

This is worth, like, % of our grade.

Yeah.

It was brought to my attention that
I didn't let you talk yesterday.

When I feel passionately about
something, I'm kind of a bulldozer.

[chuckles nervously]

I just want to say I'm sorry.

You're sorry we want you to step down?

Or are you sorry for trying
to explain race to us?

I just wanted to show
everyone that I'm not r*cist.

It's not who I am,

and I really hate the idea
of people seeing me that way.

I only drew the gorilla because
your school is called the Zoo.

People call us that because
we're a poor, crime-ridden area.

- They're calling us animals.
- I didn't know that.

And it's not how I meant it, so
I'm clearly not r*cist, right?

- [scoffs]
- [phone chimes]

Um, I hate to cut this
short, but I've got a game.

Can you please just tell
everyone that I understand now?

I really didn't mean to
hurt anyone's feelings,

and I'm really sorry you felt offended.

Um...

I have to run, but...

I'll cover the coffees.

Um, thanks for listening.

[laughs nervously]

I think we finally
understand each other.

[sighs]

[baby babbling]

How's our bouncing baby boy?

You know, I think it's actually a girl.

Just the energy she gives off.

Impressive.

Well, there are YouTube
videos for everything.

Just to let you know, our
baby, Kale, got an A minus.

Zoë and I make an excellent
couple. Don't you agree, beautiful?

[scoffs] In your dreams. You're,
at best, a passable nanny.

[Mr. Mitchell] Tristan and Miles.

All set, MJ?

Good job, you two.

You got an A.

Oh...

- 'Kay.
- [both chuckle]

- That's amazing.
- [chuckles]

Your one afternoon with MJ compensated
for the I-dropped-the-baby incident?

Well, truth, MJ was totally
busted, so I paid Hunter a visit.

And it turns out, these
things do have a reset button.

I'm sorry.

I just...

I get paranoid about
screwing things up with you.

And I don't wanna put on too
much, like, pressure, or whatever.

Is that what all that
talk about the future was?

Look, I know I'm not the best at
planning, but I'm not going anywhere.

You're not?

No.

I worry about messing up our
relationship, too, you know.

We're in a relationship?

Well, I hope so. I mean, are we?

Sounds good to me.

[chuckles]

See? Nothing to worry about.

Miles and I are adorable,
and now totally official.

Congratulations.

I'm happy for you. Really.

Now you just need to
find yourself a nice girl,

and we can go on a double date.

[laughs] Why would I
do that? I'm not gay.

I love you, Zo, but
you're a terrible liar.

[Ms. Grell] Okay, let's
check the download log.

And, the winner of two
tickets to AppFair is...

Vijay and Baaz's BrownCloud.

- [Baaz] What?
- [Ms. Grell chuckles]

I'm as surprised as you are.

[bell ringing]

[Vijay] Winner selfie.

[camera shutter clicks]

- [camera shutter clicks]
- [Yael sighs deeply]

But your app was crushing it.

I know it was, but I took it down.

Why would you do that?

Because people are the worst.

But it doesn't mean I have to join them
in the oozing pits of moral iniquity.

- What?
- Long story short...

I made some compromises that
made me question my integrity.

And winning like that just
wouldn't be winning at all.

But that was a once-in-a-lifetime
idea. What about your charities?

I have other ideas.

You do? BrownCloud was
totally our only one.

[chuckles] Yeah.

Like an app that scans product barcodes
to tell you how ethically it was made.

Or a GPS module to put in kids'
shoes to track them if they get lost.

That one's awesome.

If you ever need anyone to work
for you, we're available for hire.

[laughs]

I guess I owe you a date.

Let's sync our calendars, shall we?

- [breathes deeply]
- [loud farting]

Ha-ha!

Clever.

All right, who's ready
to crush Mississauga?

[scoffs] That depends.

Kara's Twitter. Did you actually
say, "I'm sorry you felt offended"?

Yeah, I apologized.

- That's not an apology.
- [Frankie] What?

I said I was sorry they
were hurt by the drawing.

"I'm sorry you felt offended" is like
sh**ting someone in the leg and saying,

"I'm sorry you're getting
blood all over your pants."

I'm not the problem. They're the
ones who are being unreasonable.

It's those people.

"Those people"?

I used to think that
you were a good person

who accidentally made a mistake.

But everyone's right.
You're straight-up r*cist.

I am not a r*cist, and I'm not quitting.

Have it your way.

Anyone who wants Frankie to
stay on the team, speak up now.

- Seriously?
- It's all about the team, right?

Okay, wait.

Listen, I'm sorry...

No, you're not.

[engine starting]

[slow pop music playing]