LUCY: Pippa told me she saw you and Diana together.
I just want to move forward with you and...
just have a clean slate.
I am done looking like a fucking idiot.
You fucked my best friend; this is it for us.
You've been lying to Lucy all year.
- You've been lying to her for months. - What?
About Macy, hiding the fact that your boyfriend's brother
may have been the reason she died. That would really hurt her.
Watching Drew go on with his life like nothing happened,
it's getting really hard to ignore.
He ran you guys off the road. I can't stop thinking about it.
Lucy is hating on Drew, I don't wanna start spiraling.
I don't know what reality you're living in, dude,
but your girlfriend's texting someone else right in front of your face,
- and you're worried about Lucy? - I'm sorry, what?
Is Lucy mad at me?
Are you worried Pippa told her or something?
- Pippa doesn't know about the accident. - Wrigley told Pippa.
I wouldn't trust him with everything anymore, you know?
Yeah.
- Wrigley. -(GROANS)
Wake up.
Hey, I need a favor.
Would you have lunch with me and my dad in like an hour?
He was in Manhattan for a business trip, he just texted, he's driving up now.
Hell, yeah! I'm so good with dads.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
- Hey! - Mija.
This is Wrigley, my boyfriend.
- Wrigley, pleasure to meet you. - Pleasure to meet you, too.
Well, you look good.
They just made Wrigley the captain of the football team next year.
- Whoa! - Yeah.
There are a lot of guys who could have done it.
- He's being modest. -(CHUCKLES) I can't believe it.
Yesterday, I was taking you to kindergarten
and then you move out.
Kindergarten Pippa must have been funny. Queen of the five-year-olds.
It wasn't really like that.
Ah, come on. I'm sure you were the ringleader from the jump.
What was she like back home?
Pippa always had a big heart.
Since she was a little girl she just wants everyone to be happy.
I can totally... I can... I can definitely see that from her.
You have siblings?
Yeah... Yeah, my brother, he goes to school here, actually.
Good, good. You know you always have a friend.
- Wrigley has a lot of friends. -(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
What about you?
Yeah, I have friends.
And they're nice to you?
Yeah, Dad.
Obviously, my friends are nice to me.
Yeah, everyone loves Pippa.
Okay. Well, it was a pleasure meeting you, Wrigley.
Thanks for the ride.
Thanks for lunch, it was awesome.
Uh...
(IN SPANISH)
-(IN ENGLISH) I'm close. - Yeah, me too, Wrigley.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
(BOTH MOAN)
Yeah.
- Hey. - Hey.
What were you and your dad talking about? At the end there.
Nothing, it just like... random family stuff.
It seemed kind of funny a couple times.
We weren't talking about you.
Promise.
- All right. - Okay.
- But I would like my performance review. - Okay, I'll ask.
I'm going to shower.
Okay. Hey...
I think I'm going to stay at my place tonight.
Oh, okay. You sure?
Yeah. 'Cause you have practice in the morning,
and I can never fall asleep after you leave.
All right, that's cool.
I'll miss you.
- I'll see you at the fair tomorrow. - Okay.
("CHICAGO" PLAYING)
Yeah, it has to get...
(SONG FADES)
- Hey. - Hi.
- Is Lucy not here? - She's sleeping over at Stephen's tonight.
Wow, surprising.
Whatchu been up to?
Not much.
Bree's not home, it's too quiet over there.
You are literally incapable of being alone.
Movie night?
How did your date go?
I'm not even sure that was a date.
What did you do?
Had a drink.
And I... I guess at the end I did make out with her, so...
Wow. You're worse than our guy friends.
- Did you ask her out or did she ask? - Oh, my God! With all the questions.
I don't... Honestly, I don't even know if I'm into it, really.
Okay.
(SONG ENDS)
I should make a doctor's appointment.
To get my shots for India.
When do you think I should?
What?
I just want to, you know, sort out my flights and stuff,
make sure we can still see each other this summer.
All I know is that you cannot beat being right across campus
from each other, so I think we should take advantage of it now.
Feels so good. (SIGHS, MOANS)
Oh, my god!
Oh, my god! I love...
fucking you.
When... when do you start your internship?
Still in flux.
Well... Didn't you do that interview back in October?
I didn't get that one.
When did you find out?
I don't know. Couple months ago.
Why didn't you tell me?
I... I don't know. Honestly, it's... it's... I didn't think about it.
Don't make it a thing.
I'm not, I'm just saying you can talk to me,
- you don't have to feel weird about it. - I didn't say I felt weird.
Well. you didn't tell me how you felt about it at all.
Lucy, I... I have to study.
Because you are trying to bait me with your snobbery.
Is it embarrassing that I like this movie in a non-ironic way?
I fucking love this movie in a non-ironic way.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
This movie blew my fucking mind in high school.
I was like, "Okay, when does this phase of life start?
When do guys start professing their love to me and...
and, you know, writing me love letters?"
Wait, guys, weren't already professing their love to you
in high school, what?
PIPPA: Oh, please. I was the last one to get boobs.
- Hey! - Hey!
Pippa, I think you spend more time here than I do.
Yeah, she's my surrogate roommate.
- What are you guys watching? - PIPPA: Ever After.
Come on, couples do not make that much eye contact in real life.
- Well, he is obsessed with her. - Yeah, but no guy acts like that
unless he's having a nervous breakdown.
Or if he's on the back foot.
Obviously, my experience is limited. I mean, it's just what I see.
What do you mean "back foot?"
You know, like, whichever person in the relationship
is losing at the moment.
Why does someone have to be losing?
Someone always has the upper hand, that's just fact.
Whoa! Crazy.
Actually, I guess I can see Wrigley just staring intensely into your eyes.
I could see him high fiving you after he comes.
Yeah, yeah. you know sometimes I pour a whole bucket
of Gatorade on his head, you know, just like, "Sports!" So...
Yeah.
Do you want to go to the spring fair with me?
I'm supposed to meet Wrigley there later.
Food trucks and acapella.
PIPPA: Come on.
CHARLIE: Acapella? I don't know if that's my vibe.
- PIPPA: It's going to be really fun. - Right.
- So, you're in? - I'll join you guys in a bit.
- Okay. - Cool.
Cool.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
- WRIGLEY: Pippa. -(CHUCKLES)
- What'd your dad say? I'm in? - You were right, he loved you.
- When did you meet her dad? - He came in for lunch yesterday.
Yo! Wrigley, congrats, bro.
Hey, thanks, Owen.
Charlie, you should come to the party tomorrow.
It's Wrigley themed because he made captain.
Maybe.
Hey, I... I... I think I'm going to head home.
What, and stay at home and stare at your laptop?
We can finish Ever After later.
-(GROANS) You're watching Ever After? - Ironically.
Stay, please.
Fine, yeah. I guess I can't say no to the captain's girlfriend.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
- BREE: Oh, yeah? - EVAN: Yeah, yeah, so you just kind of...
BREE: Okay.
Hey, anything you want?
EVAN: I'm just here to flirt with the bartender.
I'll take one.
FEMALE VOICE: Bree, three pitchers to table three.
Duty calls.
- Good luck. - Thanks. I need it.
- Hey. - Hi.
Look, I know things got weird
and I'm sorry about all that.
No, I... I should be apologizing... I was... I was an asshole.
- I was too. - But I was an asshole first.
Yeah, but it's more out of character for me, so...
(CHUCKLES) No, seriously. I would love to just put all of that behind us.
I'm so obsessed with Bree.
That makes me really happy.
You and Stephen seem good.
- Yeah. -(SCOFFS) Oh, boy!
- No, we're good, things are good. - Spit it out.
- We're fine. - What's wrong, Lucy?
I'd rather you complain about Stephen than deal with
you walking around looking sour all day.
Okay, I... I feel ridiculous even asking this
because Stephen and I are nowhere near there yet,
so, it's... it's not why I'm asking, but...
did Stephen...
did Stephen and Diana, like, say "I love you" to each other?
(CHUCKLES)
You ask the worst questions.
Uh...
Yeah.
Yeah, they said it to each other all the time.
God. Some guy just asked me to make him a margarita.
- That's weird. - This is a beer tent.
Yeah.
- What do they want from me? - Be right back, guys.
How much longer are you going to be there?
Why don't we just meet for dinner?
There's food here,
and I already told Pippa that I'd meet her and Wrigley.
I really don't want to go to the Wrigley show.
Everyone's just going to be sucking his dick over this captain thing.
(CHUCKLES) Isn't he like your best friend?
I think you can handle being happy for him for one minute,
unless it really makes you that uncomfortable.
It doesn't.
Great! Then come meet us, I'll text you where to meet me.
(UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
MALE VOICE: Wrigley! What's up, man?
Yeah, you too.
- Hey! - CHARLIE: Hey!
- Who was that girl? - Oh, just some girl.
-(EXCLAIMS) -(SCREAMS) Oh, my god!
(LAUGHS) What the shit?
STEPHEN: Don't be such a bitch.
The only way that dude gets laid is he puts on owl costume,
- and he fucks with you. - WRIGLEY: Whatever, all right.
- Fuck you. - Let's go see what’s over that way.
- Okay. - What?
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
FEMALE VOIE: Now, let's hear it for the Baird College Acapella, the Aca-owls!
Let's go to a food truck, huh, get something to eat?
Yeah.
(SINGING "VALERIE")
(SONG ENDS)
(CROWD CHEERS)
- Whoo! - MALE VOICE: Yeah!
Did you hate having to go to that with me?
No, it was fine.
If you didn't want people seeing us together
you could have just said that.
Okay. I don't have time for whatever hormonal drama this is about.
- Oh. I'm on my period again, nice. - Yeah.
You tensed up so much by the stage, I could feel it. I felt it.
Lucy, anyone would think that's weird to make out in front of someone's ex.
You should think that's weird... if you were fucking normal.
Well, sorry I don't care what Diana fucking thinks,
- I didn't realize I was supposed to. - You dragged me there on purpose.
You are literally so paranoid. How could I... how could I even do that?
You never told me Diana sang Acapella.
You wanted her to see us. You... you clearly did.
I think you should worry a lot less about Diana's feelings
and maybe start worrying about mine a little more.
You think she'd keep your secret the way I am for you?
'Cause I think if she found out about you and Macy,
she'd be so fucking worried about ruining her perfect little life,
she'd probably report you immediately.
I'm sorry, you're right.
Your feelings are the only ones that matter to me.
I hate it when we fight.
I know...
Hey.
What are you doing?
Reading.
I got pretty drunk at the fair.
I'm bored.
You're so needy.
I thought you were going to Wrigley's tonight.
I don't really feel like it.
Sometimes I just need a break, you know?
A break?
From being Wrigley's girlfriend? But it's such a prestigious position.
- Shut up! -(LAUGHS)
Shut up!
It's okay, we all need a little attention sometimes.
Whatever.
Let's just finish Ever After.
Ironically?
Do you think I'm embarrassing?
- No. No, I was just fucking with you. - Okay.
I do not think you're embarrassing. Do you think you're embarrassing?
What you mean?
Why do you care so much what people think?
I don't.
Doesn't everyone, to some degree?
Sure. It's just sometimes I don't know what version of you I'm going to get.
There's a version of you around Wrigley...
there's a version of you around your girlfriends.
Why are you being like this?
Don't come fishing for things if you don't want me to be honest.
I'm not fishing for anything.
Are you sure?
Who was that girl you were talking to?
Her name's Kelly.
- Have you hooked up with her? - Not yet.
You don't like that?
("ORBITAL" PLAYING)
(CHUCKLES)
- Is this okay? - Yeah.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Oh, my god. I'm so close.
Oh, I'm going to come. (MOANS)
- What are you doing? - I'm having an orgasm.
No, you're not. You're not, it's been like four seconds.
I mean, I'm good, but I'm not that good.
I just...
I just wanted you to know that I liked it.
I knew you liked it.
Um...
I don't know how to do this.
I'm so full of shit.
Look...
I haven't had as much experience as you probably think.
You mean with girls?
I mean, with anyone.
I wasn't cool in high school. I basically spent all my time on AIM.
Same. (CHUCKLES)
I traveled so much for dance;
it was the only way I could keep up with my friends.
I didn't have friends.
Nobody ever liked me before I came to college.
- I doubt that's true. - It is. I went to the same small school
with the same people, and... just, you know,
everybody knew each other, and I guess someone decided
I was a loser in the first grade, and it just stuck I... I guess.
Kids are brutal.
Yeah.
And then this...
stupid thing happened my junior year.
Just really fucked with my head.
What was it?
I met this guy online and I thought we really connected.
He was...
super into me.
I... I... I just never had felt anything like it,
I'd never gotten attention like that.
And so, we chatted for months and then we planned
to meet up in person one day, but he never showed up because...
- he wasn't real. - W... What?
It was these girls in my class fucking with me.
And they printed out all the conversations and spread them around the whole school.
And it got so bad that I had to transfer.
But then of course, you know, I'm like, new girl, senior year.
Everybody knew each other, so...
I was...
invisible, you know?
I'm sorry.
I just wanted to come here and be somebody
people actually thought was cool and fuckable.
- That's certainly a goal. - I never...
I never thought I'd get a guy like Wrigley.
I met him when I toured campus last year and...
honestly, I just, like,
tricked him into thinking I was awesome.
I lost my virginity on a couch in the common room last spring.
Wait.
When did you hook up with Wrigley for the first time?
On a couch in the common room last spring.
He doesn't even know.
(SNIFFLES)
(PHONE VIBRATING)
Hello?
STEPHEN'S MOM: (OVER PHONE) Hi, Stephen, how are you?
I'm fine. How are you?
It's getting warmer, thank God. Can't believe it's almost summer.
Um, yeah.
Hey, did Sadie tell you she got into boarding school?
No. No, she didn't.
When did that happen?
Yesterday.
It'll be a good opportunity for her.
Yeah, that's... that's... that... that's exciting.
It was a bit of a surprise for me, obviously.
Um, honey, have you thought at all about where you're gonna live next year?
Um...
No, I was just gonna do the dorms again.
Right. Here's the thing.
I wasn't planning on paying for boarding school.
She got financial aid, but there's still all this other stuff
I'm gonna have to cover.
So, I don't think I'm going to be able to pay for your housing,
but I know you were planning on working this summer anyway, so...
Was planning on interning.
A lot of those aren't paid.
You're smart. I'm sure you'll find a job somewhere.
Yeah. I... I need to intern,
so that I can get a decent job after college.
That's how... that's how it works.
Well, I don't know what you want me to say.
Would have been fine if she'd just stayed at the school she's in.
Maybe you can ask your father to help you.
I mean, he was so helpful with Sadie's application.
I know you want the best for Sadie.
I can't wait till she's out of that house...
so you can rot in there alone.
I know you feel that way.
(HANGS UP)
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Oh, shit. Hi.
That was fucked up yesterday.
You don't have to look at me like that.
I'm not here to yell at you. Although I should.
Just wanted to make sure you're okay.
Me?
You made out with your freshmen in front of me.
Was that a cry for help?
No.
That wasn't a move... on my part.
(SCOFFS) So, whose move was it?
Look,
regardless of everything...
I still care about you.
I'm fine. You don't have to look out for me.
I know you better than that. Why do you look so miserable?
(SIGHS) S... Some stuff with my mom.
Oh. What happened?
She's not paying for my housing next year.
So, I was gonna do a unpaid internship, but now I can't afford to.
- She's punishing me. - You can't let her win.
You just have to make it through one more year
and then you never have to speak to her again.
Why are you all the way over there?
Can't.
(SCOFFS) Seriously?
Oh, my God.
You mean it.
Yeah.
You'll fuck women just because your hand is tired...
but you're faithful to her?
I didn't think I could hate you any more than I already did.
("WHERE'S YOUR HEAD AT" PLAYING)
ALL: (CHANTING) Wrigley! Wrigley! Wrigley!
Oh my God, where... Oh, my God, I look... I look so confused.
O captain, my captain!
Is that Parker King? Is that Parker King? Get over here!
Hey, man, congrats.
Hey. Thanks, Drew. We gotta do some shots.
I'm not... I don't... I'm not staying long.
Quit being a fucking loser. Let's go!
This tiny kitchen is not big enough for me.
Hey, I don't see any chasers. D... Do you wanna go find some?
You're so handsome, cousin. (GRUNTS) There's my guy!
- Who is it? (YELLS) - Congrats.
Come here. We still got a couple shots.
So, Drew, how you been? Yeah.
Wrigley's not paying attention, you don't have to do the whole thing.
What whole thing?
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Don't watch that. Fucking masochist.
I don't care.
She's hot.
She wanted you, come on.
I know she did.
You know Wrigley cock-blocked you though, right?
It was him and Pippa puttin' shit in... in Bree's head.
They were worried you weren't, like, stable enough for her after everything.
They said that to Bree?
Not explicitly, but that was the... the messaging.
What the fuck is wrong with them?
Promise not to repeat something?
Wrigley fucked Diana.
It was a while ago, but he hid it from me.
- What? Why do you put up with that? - He's Wrigley.
I don't know, seeing him on campus, everyone kissing his ass,
I didn't really know that side of him before.
Yeah, yeah.
Thanks for looking out for me.
Of course.
You needed someone who gave a shit, Drew.
I better find Lucy, but let's do a shot later?
- Yeah. - All right.
Stop watching.
- Okay. - Push another one.
- That was such a big one. - It was a really big one.
Hey, Drew.
Did I say the wrong thing or something?
Why, are you worried I seem unstable?
No. Why would you ask that?
Why are you wasting your time talking to me?
She's doing you a favor because she gives a shit.
Lucy!
Just don't fucking talk to her like that, okay?
Lucy, it's fine.
- Oh, what the fuck! Come on, bro! - Fuck off! I got it.
Wrigley. Wrigley, your brother doesn’t know how to tap a keg?
- All right! I got it, I got it, I got it. - Come on.
- You need some help, dude? - I got it!
- Drew, come here. - I just said I got...
Drew, stop!
Come here. Look. It's easy.
Just gotta know how to jiggle it. Like flushing toilet.
(ALL CHEERING)
Your meathead friends are really impressed, man.
I'm gonna go find Stephen.
PIPPA: Surprise.
- You see that shit? - Yeah.
You're not having fun, are you? Come here.
Let's leave. You wanna get out of here, let's get out of here.
No. No, this is your night. We can't leave.
I don't care. I'm not gonna have fun if you're not having fun.
I'm not having a bad time.
He's just like a different person.
I don't even... I don't even recognize him anymore.
Hey, it'll be okay.
Some things just need a lot of time.
You're amazing, you know that?
I love you.
("I REMEMBER" PLAYING)
(SONG ENDS)
There you are.
Hey. I can't find Stephen. Have you seen him anywhere?
Hey, I'm sorry Drew's treating you like that. He's a dick.
Just leave it. He's going through something.
He's ruining Wrigley's whole night. Why do you keep defending him?
- I'm not. - No, you are.
It's like just 'cause he's Wrigley's brother,
- you let him walk all over you. - Okay, just stop.
Come here.
- Come here. - Okay, what... what is it?
I just can't fucking take this anymore. I need to tell you something.
But you need to swear you will never repeat it.
- Okay, what is it? - Swear!
Okay, I swear.
Drew was there, the night Macy had her accident.
What? What... what... what do you mean?
He was driving, he was coming to the other way, and he swerved,
and he almost got hit. And then he panicked, and he drove off.
How... how long have you known this?
A while. I wanted to tell you so badly.
Why... why didn't you?
Couldn't. I swore to Wrigley. I don't... I don't know.
I... I hate this.
It's been so horrible,
not being able to talk to anybody about this.
Come here.
I'm so sorry. Thank you for telling me.
That's why I've been going so easy on Drew. He's a fucking mess.
Wait, wait. What... So, you feel sorry for him?
- He basically killed our friend. - What?
You said he ran her off the road.
No, no. He swerved, she almost hit him.
- How do you know that? - Because that's what he told Wrigley.
What? And you believe him?
Macy was a really responsible person.
You really think she'd just be driving recklessly?
Macy was drunk.
Drew was drunk. He's a wreck and Stephen's constantly having
to bail him out of all of his meltdowns.
Stephen knows, okay?
He's known the whole time.
He threatened me not to tell you. He... he didn't want me to tell you
because that's what he does.
He hoards information and he waits to use it against people.
He doesn't do that.
He threatened me, Lucy! He threatened me!
He's a really, really bad guy.
Do you feel like you have to stay with him?
Oh my God, stop! I wouldn't be with him if I didn't wanna be,
so just stop it.
I just don't want you to get hurt. I...
Stephen isn't going to hurt me. He can't hurt me, okay?
You have no idea.
I could hurt him so badly if I wanted to.
I am not the person you should be worried about.
STEPHEN: Hey.
- Hi. - I've been looking for you.
Hey.
You look very serious.
Just following up on some leads for jobs this summer.
- It's not that exciting. - Well, what about one of the internships?
Let's talk about something else. I have a fucking headache.
Hey.
You guys have fun last night?
That party was not worth this hangover.
I had a great time.
Your teammates love you so much, it's so cute.
Nah. Yeah, I love those guys.
Seriously though, congrats on Captain. That's fucking amazing. So cool.
- Thanks, dude. - Yeah.
All right, I'm still drunk,
I'm gonna go have ten to fifteen pounds of pancakes.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
WRIGLEY: Later.
What the fuck was that?
What?
You just fangirled all over him.
- No, I did not. You sound crazy. - Yeah, you did.
You sounded like fucking Pippa or something. That is not attractive.
Fuck you. Fuck you!
Shit. Hey, Lucy, Lucy. Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Lucy, Lucy. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - Don't fucking talk to me like that.
I don't know what this weird jealousy thing is about Wrigley,
but it's getting a little pathetic.
- It's not jealousy. - Then what is it?
Why did you just talk to me like that?
You've been really unfair to me lately, which I cannot understand
seeing as how much I'm holding for you right now.
I know. I'm sorry, you're right. I'm so sorry.
So, then what's... what's happening? What's going on with you two?
I don't know. I... Just the whole world, like, bends over for him
and it just gets to me sometimes. It just gets to me.
But don't... don't you do that, too? You do anything Wrigley needs.
He comes to you for help with Drew and you helped.
That was for me.
Wrigley and Drew, they get to fuck up all they want
and just walk away.
I never get to walk away.
I'm sorry. That's...
That's what all this is about. It's about the Drew thing.
It's a big part of it, yeah.
It must be killing you, covering for him.
Yeah.
But it's made me such an asshole. I'm so sorry, it's not you.
- I know, I know. - It's... it's not you.
- I don't know why you keep protecting him. - You know why.
No, I don't. You didn't do anything wrong. Nobody knows that you were in that car.
Drew doesn't even know.
- He should not be here. - Shh...
He should not be here. It's fucking with your head.
Okay, this is making me a little sick to talk about.
Can we not talk about this?
You're absolutely right about everything. He should not be here.
No.
But there's nothing we can do about it.
Okay. I'm headed to Wrigley's.
- Have fun. - Thanks.
Did Lucy and Stephen sex out Charlie last night?
Oh, no, I think Charlie has a girl over.
-(BREATHING HEAVILY) - I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- Did you cum? - No, not this time.
- Hey. - Hey.
Hi. (CHUCKLES)
Hey...
So, the other night was great,
but I'm not really ready to end things with Wrigley.
Yeah. Totally get it.
I mean, I don't even really know what this was,
and Wrigley is really good to me and I do have feelings for him and...
Pippa, you're not the first straight girl I've hooked up with.
And no offense, but you have a lot of shit to figure out
before you're dateable.
Cool.
("LOVERS SPIT" PLAYING)
You're so hard right now.
You know I'd anything for you, right?
I know.
Oh, fuck.
Do you feel that? Feel how fucking good that is.
(SONG ENDS)