Principal Turner: Miss Riley, our job is to give these kids an education.
Miss Riley: Mmm-hmm.
Principal Turner: Not false hopes.
Miss Riley: False hopes? Do you want me to sit quiet, let ’em breathe in coal dust the rest of their life?
Principal Turner: Miss Riley, once in a while...a lucky one...will get out on a football scholarship. The rest of ’em work in the mines.
Miss Riley: How ’bout I believe in the unlucky ones? Hmm? I have to, Mister Turner, I’d go out of my mind.