(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(SLOW TEMPO ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You don't hate me.
-(MUSIC ENDS) -(GASPS)
(PANTING)
(SIGHS)
You're extra friendly.
I'm always friendly.
- What is it? - Your heart is beating really fast.
Weird.
I... I have to get on the road by nine. I told Bree I'd be there early.
(GROANS) You sure you don't want me to come?
It's fine. I'm sure it's going to be boring.
It's going to be more like a college reunion
than an actual engagement party.
Not really a reunion.
You see your college friends all the time.
Yeah, some of them.
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO)
You're a liability.
-(CHANNEL SWITCHES) -(SLOW-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
Do you still love me?
(MUSIC TURNS OFF)
I promise. I begged Evan not to invite him today.
Oh, Bree, stop. Stop.
You won't even have to speak to him.
There's gonna be so many people here and I already told Evan
- to keep him away from you. - I am fine. Okay?
- Okay. (CHUCKLES) - I am good. Okay?
- Yes. -(DOOR OPENS)
Besides, you're doing so much better than you were back then.
- Yeah. - Are we talking about Stephen already?
-(GASPS) - PIPPA: You look so fucking beautiful!
BREE: Oh, I'm so happy you're here.
Hi, Pippa!
- Hi, hi! - Hi!
- It's been ages! - Yeah!
FEMALE VOICE: Bree! Can you come out here?
Go, it's your cue. You look so fucking pretty!
So, so pretty.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
PIPPA: Do you want me to do it?
Yeah.
LUCY: You still seeing that architect?
Oh, no. That ended.
I mean, I don't know how I'd prioritize another person right now.
- Yeah. I mean, it's just time management. -(SCOFFS)
Time management? Don't make it sound so sexy, Lucy.
- Pervert. - No, I'm just saying. I... I make it work.
Speaking of, is Max coming today?
No. No, he couldn't make it.
Yeah. It's probably smart to keep him away today.
I really wanted him to come. He just had work.
Okay, I'm... I'm just gonna say this once and then I'm going to drop it.
I really hope that you can avoid going down the whole
- Stephen rabbit hole today. - Jesus Christ, there's no rabbit hole.
It's been four years.
I can handle seeing him for two hours at a fucking engagement luncheon thing.
Just saying it for Bree's sake.
It's her day, and if ever there were a time for us
to not be shitty friends to her, this is her moment.
So let's just subvert expectations, shall we?
I said it was fine and I meant it. That's...
- Thank you. - Yep.
Well, the good news is we can't fuck up more than we already have.
I don't want to talk about it. Any of it.
("CRAZY" PLAYING)
- EVAN: Cheers. - BREE: Cheers!
EVAN: Good to see you.
- Whoo! -(BREE CHUCKLES)
It's good!
So beautiful!
- I love you. - I hope so.
- So, Lucy, how... - It's the fucking bride!
- I'm stealing your wife! - Wrigley!
- No. - I am stealing your wife!
- All right, all right. - Wrigley!
You know, it's a very fancy dancy party we got here, huh?
- Fancy dancy? Yeah. - Yeah.
Hey, Lucy!
- Hey, Wrigley. - Oh! You're looking good.
- Aw, thanks. - Looking so good. And bring it in!
- The bride gets an extra hug. - Oh! Thank you.
Dude, are you high?
Am I what?
No.
Don't tell Pippa. Where is Pippa by the way? She here?
I think she...
I don't know if she's come in yet, actually.
- I mean... - She is right there. See her?
WRIGLEY: Hey! Pippa!
EVAN: Wrigley, just...
- WRIGLEY: Pippa! - Don't harass her, please.
Wrigley, walk. Walk, please. What a child.
- You're so mean, Lucy. - What are you talking about?
It's like every girl's dream to be chased around a party
by a coked-up gorilla.
It was his brother's birthday yesterday. So, maybe take it easy on him.
(CRASHING)
WRIGLEY: Sorry. Sorry.
I'll be right back. Love you.
WRIGLEY: I'm so... I'm so sorry.
- PIPPA: Thanks for the heads up, guys. - You two have a good catch-up?
Yeah, it's funny unless you're the one who has to clean up his mess.
You don't have to clean up his mess anymore.
I should go help Evan with Wrigley.
Hey!
You know I'm really, really happy for you, right?
Yeah. Yeah, of course, I know that. Weirdo.
I can keep a secret.
I wish I could fuck you all day.
- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You don't hate me.
I... I just don't think it makes sense to start college
in a long-distance relationship.
Why wouldn't you tell me that sooner, like, instead of the day that you leave?
Because I'm an avoidant asshole. I don't... I don't know.
What is wrong with you? You don't even seem upset.
What? I... I don't know what you want me to say.
I'm sorry I'm not, like, upset enough for you.
I... Well, I am upset, I just...
No, you're, like, fucking broken inside.
LUCY: Do you think I'm broken inside?
No, you... you're just not a feelings girl.
Not that you don't have feelings,
- just that they're not very visible. - Okay, just stop talking, please.
Don't worry. Someday, some guy is gonna get
so far your under your skin, he's gonna rot there. And I'm gonna laugh.
- Ah! Lydia, hi! - LYDIA: Hi!
How are you?
I'm good! But your daughter might be a sociopath.
- CJ: I don't get it. (CHUCKLES) - It's nothing. It's a joke.
No, I... I broke up with Parker. That's it.
Just now?
- LUCY: Yeah, it's not... - Why?
It's not a big deal. It's fine.
CJ: Well, I just... I just don't understand.
I'm sure Lucy knows
- what's best for her, Mom. - I know but... but you love Parker.
Can we not talk about it?
Well, I'm gonna go, but call me from campus?
All right. Yes!
- Okay. I love you. - I love you.
So, have you given any more thought to... signing up
for some business classes?
It's not really necessary for an English degree.
Yeah, but, I don't know, as a backup?
You don't go very far doing the bare minimum.
That's what your dad used to say to you. Do you remember that?
Yeah, but Dad was talking about high school.
Everyone does extra stuff in high school so they can get into college.
But, I am in college now. I don't need to impress anyone anymore.
Oh, I don't know if I'd go that far.
Well, I'm aware we have different opinions on the subject.
Oh, what subject is that?
Impressing people.
I do not appreciate that comment.
Well, I don't appreciate you bringing Dad up every time
I don't comply with your exact expectations.
Well, I'm trying to help.
And I have no idea...
what happened to the sweet girl
that you used to be. But, speaking of your dad,
if he saw how much you've changed, he would be very disappointed.
Yeah. Guess I'm not as nice as I used to be.
Of course, you're nice.
Hopefully, college will be good for you. Maybe we just need a little space.
("TIME TO PRETEND" PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(SONG CONTINUES)
(SONG FADES)
Hi!
Hey! I'm Macy.
Are you my roommate?
I think I must be. I'm... I'm Lucy.
Hey!
- Hi! - I've been so excited to meet you.
Yeah, you, too!
Is it cool if I hang some posters?
No, that's great. I forgot to bring anything like that, so, yes, please.
Hey, where are you from?
- Bayville. It's on Long Island. - Yeah, I know Bayville.
I live 20 minutes from there. I'm from... I'm from Cold Spring Harbor.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
I drive through there all the time! It's nice.
It's so boring.
-(KNOCK ON DOOR) - PIPPA: We're back!
BREE: Oh! Your roommate's here.
- Hi! - Hi!
This is Pippa and Bree from across the hall.
Hi.
Yeah, so we're gonna be bothering you nonstop.
I'm Lucy.
Oh, who brought the booze?
Oh, that is a parting gift from my mom. Along with the cookies.
This is nice champagne.
Yeah, it's bribery.
I need caffeine. Let's go.
There's a bunch of parties tonight.
They all sound pretty good, except apparently we don't wanna
go to Gamma Pi because they're kind of rapey.
- Kind of rapey, how? - Like they rape people.
Oh, and then Saturday, there's the bonfire
which everybody goes to. So that should be pretty good.
And I don't know... Oh, my God! You scared me!
Sorry, that's my signature move.
(SCOFFS) This is my...
- Hi. - WRIGLEY: Hi!
Okay, this is my roommate, Bree, and my friends, Macy and Lucy.
- LUCY: Hey. - I'm Wrigley.
We met when I toured campus last year. Wrigley's a junior.
Oh, and my... and my friends and I are having a party tonight.
You guys should come.
- Yeah. - PIPPA: Maybe there's a few parties...
Yeah, but ours is the only good one.
(CHUCKLES) I said maybe.
Yeah. All right, I better get back to my friends.
Uh...
Bu I'm gonna blow up your phone.
PIPPA: Great.
WRIGLEY: It was a pleasure meeting all of you.
BREE: Good seeing you again.
WRIGLEY: All right. See you tonight.
(TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING)
- WRIGLEY: See ya. - PIPPA: See ya.
He's, like, the top football player, and we've only hooked up once.
But we've been texting all summer.
He's definitely gonna be my first-semester guy.
(CHUCKLES) I like having a plan!
I'm not sure about this top. Is it... is it making me look too, like...?
Like a person wearing a low-cut top, but who's actually still a virgin? Yes.
I got her to admit it within minutes of meeting. I could just tell.
I'm, like, kind of a witch like that.
Everyone from California thinks they're kind of a witch.
I'm serious! I can always tell.
Like,
I can tell that Lucy isn't a virgin.
- Okay, I'm not. - Yes!
(ALL LAUGH)
Honestly, like, I'm just so ready to lose it.
I'm not, like, sentimental about it. I just want to get it over with.
I don't know how you managed to go to boarding school
and stay a virgin.
All of my friends who went to boarding school
just got drunk and had sex all the time.
Oh, I was on financial aid, so I had to make sure
that I kept my shit together. I'm still on financial aid, actually.
Okay, so we know Macy's boy situation. What's your deal, Lucy?
Oh, I actually just broke up with my boyfriend this morning.
Oh, dude.
No, no, no, it's not... it's not like that, I'm... I'm not upset.
PIPPA: Were you not together very long?
Two years.
I know, I know.
I should be more upset, but honestly,
I think I only started dating him because all my friends
were getting boyfriends and I just really wanted to like somebody.
So, you dated for two years, but you didn't like him?
I don't know. I'm... I'm honestly just not someone
who gets very excited about things.
You don't get excited about things?
You mean like ever?
No.
I...
Well, it's like...
It's like when you were a kid, you know, and... and everything seems super exciting
and fun and... and now, you just feel like everything
is just kind of, like, steady, you know?
Unless it's just totally overwhelming, you know?
Maybe I'm just a freak who needs some water.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
I hate all the stuff I brought.
I feel like I left all my fun stuff at home.
Do you wanna borrow something?
Yes! Can I? Please?
- PIPPA: Yeah, of course. - Thank you!
PIPPA: Yeah, I'll grab a few things. I'll be back.
(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Evan and I were roommates freshman year.
But now, we're just soulmates who don't live together.
No one can live with Wrigley longer than one year.
- That's a fucking lie! - That's the fucking truth!
- That's why I don't live with you anymore. - I'm gonna go to the bathroom.
Whoa! Hey! You just went, like, ten minutes ago.
Why are you keeping track?
'Cause you're trying to pretend like you're not doing coke.
Do I seriously look like I'm doing coke?
Oh, they do this every time we drink. Evan can't function unless
he has a girlfriend ruining his fucking life.
He seems nice.
Oh, yeah, he's stupid rich.
Not that that's important, but his family is, like, fucking loaded.
Hey! Hey, Drew!
Move aside. Clear the way.
Oh, big bro-y!
Ow! Ow!
- This is my little brother, Drew. - Hi!
- Hi. - Did you come by yourself?
Yeah. Yeah, you said I, I couldn't bring my roommate, right?
- Yeah, you can't. He's a freshman. - Wait, are freshmen not allowed here?
No, freshman guys aren't allowed. Unless you're my little brother...
Mm!
Who one of you should date!
- Dude, stop. - Aw, come on! He's the smarter brother.
He's gonna go a lot further than I am.
(SMOOCHES)
Hi.
Good night?
- Yep. - Do you want a shot?
- Yeah. Yes, immediately. - BREE: Yes.
More coming. Yeah, just open your throat, come on! Hell yeah.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
They literally only invited freshman girls.
This is depressing.
I told you it would be.
I need to pee, and then can we please leave?
I'm not hanging around a bunch of 18-year-old whores
just so you can spy on your ex.
Just go pee, then we can leave.
Sorry, about the "18-year-old whores" comment.
It's all good, I'm not a whore, so...
I'm Diana.
I'm Lucy.
So, who invited you here?
Um, this guy, Wrigley.
Oh, God. Be careful with him.
Nice meeting you.
Y... You, too.
You look really uncomfortable in that dress.
I'm sorry?
I'm not saying you should be uncomfortable in that dress.
You actually look very good in it. Excuse me. I'm just pointing out
that you do look uncomfortable in that dress.
Who are you?
- I'm Stephen DeMarco. What's your name? - Ah. I'm Lucy Albright.
Lucy? Like my favorite song.
- What song? -"Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds."
(SCOFFS) "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds"? That's your favorite song? Really?
(COUGHS) It'd be really cute if it was, wouldn't it?
- Bet you'd fucking love that. - You're Wrigley's friend, right?
Yes,
I'm... I'm Wrigley's friend. Where are you from?
From Westchester?
- No! I'm not from Westchester. Why? - You're not? Where, then?
- Cold Spring Harbor. (CHUCKLES) - Okay. That... (CHUCKLES)
Really? That's... that might as well be Westchester.
No, no, it's very different, very different actually.
- Oh. Cold Spring Harbor. - Yeah.
I know all about you. That makes so much sense.
Cable knit sweaters, good at tennis.
You just described half the East Coast.
I'm assuming you borrowed that dress.
I actually hate Cold Spring Harbor. I don't even really fit in there, so...
Yeah. You don't seem as uptight as the girls there.
And I'm not just saying that 'cause you're gorgeous.
- Right. Right. - That's a compliment.
- Well... - Relax.
Not all the girls there are uptight.
But if you don't fit in with them,
then why does that observation bother you?
- It doesn't bother me. - Good.
Good.
Besides, you know...
I think uptight people are usually just people
who aren't getting fucked well.
(COUGHS)
How are you expecting me to respond to that?
You know, I actually make a good point. Think about that.
Think about the first time you finally had good sex.
That changes a person. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.
Maybe I'm wrong? Maybe you don't?
Is this... Is this how you talk to everyone you've just met?
- Pretty much, yeah. - Wow.
Yeah, I know.
And what's the general reaction?
Like what's people's first impression of me?
Sure.
I'm pretty polarizing.
(LAUGHS, SNORTS)
Is that your real laugh? Is that an actual laugh?
I think the best laugh I've ever heard.
And I'm... I'm... sure you know this already,
but you are killing me in that dress.
Really.
Stephen fucking DeMarco!
Hey! Macy! How are you?
- You guys know each other? - We're both from Bayville.
Well, Macy's from the nicer part.
- Told you I know Cold Spring Harbor. - Ah.
I'm Pippa, and this is Bree.
- Hi, nice to meet you. - Think I'm gonna take off soon.
What? It's not even 12.
Well, I'll stay out.
Are there any other parties happening?
Yeah, actually, there's something happening in my dorm.
M... My roommate's there, but...
- Cool. - Yeah, if I wanted to hang out
with a bunch of freshmen dudes. I mean... (CLEARS THROAT)
Well, I wouldn't want to do that, is the point.
I will go with you, Bree.
Me, too. I'm down for whatever.
Guys, hanging out in a freshman dorm
your first night on campus, it's, like, making an active decision
not to have a good time.
- Sorry. - Bye.
Be careful, okay?
You, too.
-(MUSIC CONTINUES) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
I have to eat bread when I'm hungover. Don't judge me.
(PHONE CHIMES)
PIPPA: Drew?
We're totally gonna be roommates dating a pair of brothers.
Very kinky.
My God. We didn't even kiss.
Yeah, but he was flirting with you or at least I think
- he thought he was flirting with you. -(ALL CHUCKLE)
Lucy, that guy, Stephen, is really into you.
He told Wrigley.
- He did? - Mm-hmm.
I don't know if he's my type.
You don't know what your type is.
You said you've never been excited about a guy before.
(PIPPA CHUCKLES)
Okay, so what is he like, Macy?
I don't know him that well. He went to public school.
He seems nice enough, I guess.
I don't know. He seems a little rude.
It's weird. I thought he was cute when I was talking to him,
but now that he's not in front of me and I'm, like, picturing his face,
- I don't... I don't really know. - Yeah, I think that's called charm.
I'm... I'm gonna go get a salad.
Why are you trying to make me feel bad about myself?
I am not.
- Pippa's funny. - Yeah.
You know, I actually taught tennis in Cold Spring Harbor last summer.
No way.
- Yeah, I'm surprised we never met. - I am honestly terrible at tennis.
I'm bad at, like...
organized fun in general.
Well, if I'm there again next summer, I'll give you a lesson.
Thanks. Actually, I'll... I'll be in India next summer.
How have you already planned your summer?
It's this trip I've had planned for ages.
My dad went the summer after his freshman year,
and he always talked about how it was the most formative summer of his life.
So, I'm gonna go and follow the same itinerary as him
and go to all the same places he told me about.
That thing you said last night,
how you have trouble getting excited about stuff.
Oh, yeah, I was drunk. I don't know.
I know what you meant, though.
Sometimes it feels like I'm...
watching other people experience things.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's exactly...
I'm really glad you're my roommate.
Me, too.
Okay.
Can I tell you something that's sort of secret
- and sort of embarrassing? - Yeah, of course. What?
- So... -(PHONE RINGS)
Sorry, I don't... I don't know who this is. I mean...
- Yeah. - Hello?
STEPHEN: (OVER PHONE) Hey! How's your day going?
- Who... who is this? - It's Stephen... DeMarco.
Oh. Hi.
Did you go to the freshman thing? How was it?
Anyone bring their guitar? Please tell me someone did.
Ho... How did you get my number?
Oh, Pippa gave it to Wrigley.
Listen, I was thinking we should have dinner this week.
(SCOFFS) Wha... what at, like, the dining hall?
No, Lucy, at an actual restaurant, like an actual date.
C... Can I think about it?
It's not complicated. It's... it's... it's dinner.
Okay. Let's just...
Let's play it by ear. I have to go.
Okay, yeah, me too. Bye, Lucy.
Bye.
(MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
LUCY: I mean, she's gonna have to make the first move.
That's... He's not...
- Oh, my God. - Oh, my God.
(CHEERING)
Fuck off, you guys!
This is so exciting, we love you!
(PHONE RINGING)
- Who's CJ? - My mom.
Why do you call your mom CJ?
Because it's her name,
and she lost the privilege of being called "Mom."
(PHONE CHIMES)
- PIPPA: What happened? - It's a long story.
CJ: (OVER PHONE) Hey, it's Mom. Just calling to check in.
I'm not sure why you got so upset with me yesterday,
but if it has to do with your dad, I really wish
you wouldn't take that out on me.
He would hate seeing us fight.
Anyway, I hope you're having fun and I love you so much.
- I do not feel good. - What do you mean?
I don't know. I think I just feel a little bit sick.
I think I'm gonna head back to the dorms.
- Are you serious? - What's wrong?
Yeah, h... it's probably just like a delayed hangover or something.
I'm fine, though.
I can come with.
No, no, it's fine. Just... I'll see you guys back in the dorm.
MACY: Hey!
- Hey. - You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
What happened before?
I don't really wanna talk about it.
Okay.
Well, do you wanna come out?
There's a party off campus.
I have my car.
I'll be the boring designated driver.
Yeah, I think I'm just gonna stay in tonight.
- Oh, come on! Don't make me go alone. - Well, where... where are Bree and Pippa?
They ran off with boys.
- Please? - I already said I'm staying in tonight.
It's not cool to guilt me, okay?
No, I... I didn't mean to guilt you.
It's fine.
Get some rest.
- I'll see you later. - Yeah. Thank you. Have fun.
Did you try calling her?
Yeah. She didn't respond.
She probably hooked up with someone. It's still early.
Yeah. That's true.
- So, you knew her? - Yeah.
See, like, I don't know what sign up for...
- Yeah. I'm like, there's so many options. - Like, running around and shit.
- No, we shouldn't do that. - We shouldn't do that.
- Yeah, that would be. Hey! - Hey!
You guys...
What's going on?
Did you not hear what happened?
About Macy?
What? What are you talking about?
Macy got in an accident last night.
She was driving back from a party.
Oh, my God. Is she okay?
No.
Hey.
Thank you.
So I guess somebody found her body this morning.
She ran into a tree and they're saying she might have been drunk.
Hey, you good?
Yeah. Yeah, I just need to breathe for a second.
(PHONE RINGING)
Whose call are you screening? Is that an ex or something?
Can you mind your own business? What is wrong with you?
Yeah...
BREE: Are you sure you're okay to sleep here tonight?
- You could stay with us. - No. I... I just, like...
How did she seem, when you saw her last, like before she went out?
She asked me to go to a party with her. I said no.
Yeah, but that's not your fault.
- No. I know, I know. - Here.
Let me show you this trick.
It's this thing I learned to calm your nervous system
when something bad happens.
It's a technique they teach you in trauma recovery.
Sorry, I... I don't really buy into the self-help stuff.
When were you in trauma recovery?
I wasn't.
-(PHONE CHIMES) - Oh.
Here.
Oh, they're turning the bonfire tonight into, like, a vigil.
- I mean, we'll only go if you want to. - No, we should go.
- Yeah? - Yeah, we should go.
Okay.
(SINGING "DROPS OF JUPITER")
Is she the first person you know who's died?
Nope.
Is this song even about somebody dying?
I... I don't know. Dude, I didn't know Drew was here.
Did you guys talk today?
Not really. I... I mean,
I... texted him, but...
Okay, they made out yesterday.
Is your little brother being a dick right now?
Can I... get some of that?
- What the hell? - Pippa, stop. It's not a big deal.
- Yo, what's up? - Oh, what's up, Tim?
Yo, buddy.
- Tim's in IU. - TIM: Nice to meet you.
You're pretty.
- So dark, right? - Yeah.
We're going to Copeland after this. Wanna come?
Uh, I don't know. Is it weird going to a party after this?
I'd go.
What? It's 8:00 p.m.
We can still be sad and not go straight to bed.
Yeah, honestly, I would love to get drunk.
("THAT'S RIGHT" PLAYING)
- Are you okay? - Can't help it.
Yeah, I'm fine.
(SONG CONTINUES)
STEPHEN: Hey, there.
You all right?
Okay, so, no, then.
Get you home?
Yeah? All right.
Up. Up. All right.
LUCY: I'm not gonna have sex with you.
STEPHEN: Yeah. I am completely aware that's not in the cards tonight.
- You can just do that in the morning. - I'm brushing my fucking teeth.
Yeah, you're definitely from Cold Spring Harbor.
You're from Cold Spring Harbor.
I'm not.
(GARGLES)
This happens to everyone.
(SOBS)
Hey.
-(SOBS) - You're okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
Hey, hey, hey.
People don't think I'm nice anymore.
People don't think you're nice anymore?
(SOBS)
People don't always think I'm nice.
Let's get you under the covers.
There we go.
Will you stay with me?
Just to sleep. I... I... I really don't...
I really don't want to be in here alone.
Are you sure that you want me to?
Yeah.
- Thank you. - Yeah, of course.
Hey.
(CHUCKLES)
I'm so sorry. This is...
so mortifying.
You don't have to worry about it. I'm just glad some creep didn't find you.
- Oh, honestly, just fucking kill me. - That's a little dramatic.
It's welcome week. This is actually pretty routine.
-(GROANS) - Hey.
- Relax. - I'm... I'm sorry I was a bitch yesterday.
I...
I was really fucked up about Macy and I...
I didn't know how to...
I know I barely knew her, but, I s... still, I just...
Oh, yeah. I saw her around town sometimes.
I didn't know much about her. She seemed cool, though.
Yeah. I was sort of mean to her, the last time I saw her.
Who... who was calling you yesterday?
That was my mom.
- Your mom? - Yeah.
You seemed pretty upset.
Yeah, she's... she's upsetting.
How so?
She's just...
not a good person.
She did something really fucked up, and
I... I can't really forgive her for it. I've tried.
Mm. My mom's difficult, too.
Really?
And I... I don't even talk to my dad.
He left when I was six.
Didn't want to take care of a family.
And my mom was so broke
that we got evicted from...
three places in two years.
Yeah, he doesn't... he doesn't talk to us anymore.
I'm sorry, that's...
You know what would probably make me feel better,
is if you let me take you to dinner.
- God! - It would ease the pain.
You still want to take me to dinner?
Are you sure, after watching me puke in a bush?
- Yeah. You cried hysterically, too. - Wow. Oh, no!
You puked and cried.
But I think, yeah, I think I can get over it.
- God! - You're insanely pretty.
Okay.
And I guess your personality seems kind of cool, too.
Should we lock the door?
Actually can we...
Sorry, do you mind if we just,
maybe just leave it there for today?
If that's okay.
Yeah.
- Yeah. - I was gonna say the same...
thing.
Okay.
Thank you for...
- helping me. - No, yeah. Of course.
- Get rest. - I...
Yeah.
And hydrate.
("BREEZEBLOCKS" PLAYING)
Hey.
Can we talk?
Yeah. Of course, we can talk.
I've been trying to talk to you all week.
Where you coming from?
I passed out at Wrigley's.
You can ask him.
Smoked too much, fell asleep.
That's what happens when I don't do blow. You should be happy.
DIANA: I... don't know what I'm doing here.
Maybe you miss me.
I know I miss you.
I'm still fucking mad at you.
And seeing you flirt with all these freshmen
makes me want to stab my eyes out.
Oh, God. You broke up with me.
I spent the last two months telling you that I love you.
The ball's in your court.
I don't trust you. You fucked it up.
I don't want to have to constantly worry that you're gonna cheat again.
I told you so many times, that was a one-time thing.
I was completely wasted. You know that I would never do that again.
I don't understand throwing away two years over one night.
That makes no sense to me.
Have you hooked up with anyone else since we broke up?
I haven't wanted to, no.
I wish I wanted to.
('GANGSTA" PLAYING)
(GASPS)
(MOANS)
Are you still on the pill?
Wait!
We shouldn't do this.
Are you kidding?
No? Okay.
(SIGHS)
Fuck.
(SIGHS)
Sorry.
I... wasn't expecting that.
I have to...
Whoo... go meet Susie.
Please don't tell anyone about this.
Okay.
I'm just... I'm in a weird headspace.
Everything feels super bleak since that girl died.
Yeah, it's...
pretty fucking bizarre.
I want to trust you again.
It's just gonna take me a minute.
I understand.
You know that I love you.
-(INHALES) -(PHONE RINGS)
Oh, come on.
What?
WRIGLEY: (OVER PHONE) Hey, dude, can you get over here right now?
Drew's freaking out.
I don't even know what the fuck is happening. It's a mess.
- Okay. - It's about that girl that died, Macy.
Hold on.
Can you just get over here, please?
All right. I'll... Yeah, I'll... I'll be right there.
Okay.
Tell me what happened.
I think I really fucked up.
(PHONE VIBRATES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
("ADDICTED TO LOVE" PLAYING)
You ready?
(SONG ENDS)