01x04 - Episode 4

Episode transcripts for the TV show "A Teacher". Aired November - December 2020.*
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10 Episode limited series that explores the complexities and consequences of a predatory relationship between Claire & Eric.
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01x04 - Episode 4

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- Hey.

- Hey.

- I thought you were staying at Josh's.

- Oh, yeah, I was, but I just-- just wasn't feelin' it.

- - You okay?

- - Yeah.

No, I'm fine, I'm just, um...

I'm just a little tired.

- So, how was it?

How was homecoming?

- - It was fun.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Yeah, it was fun.

Good.

- All right.

Night.

Night.

Oh, my God.

- And so we're on stage, and, I mean, we're in the zone.

And I look into the audience, and there is this girl and she's just not backing down.

- - Hey.

- Hey.

- You're back already.

- Hi, guys.

Yeah, turns out I-I wasn't on clean-up duty, so...

- Okay, nice.

Um...we were just texting about ideas for songs, and then we were like, sh*t, let's just hang out and play.

I didn't know you'd be back.

- Yeah, no, it's totally fine.

Yeah, Matt was telling us about Lakelight's Pacific Northwest tour.

- Ah, that was...

before our time.

- We got together right after the tour ended, so thank you for that.

Um, you wanna hang out?

- No, I'm tired.

I'm gonna go to sleep.

- - Uh, nice to see you guys.

- Mm-hmm.

Night.

Night.

Later.

Um...

- I'm the man.

I'm the m*therf*cking man!

- 'Sup?

- Oh, sh*t!

- Yo.

- Look at this!

- Look who showed up!

- - Dude, where the f*ck did you go last night?

Uh, I got...

super sick from pre-gaming, so I just bounced.

Oh, I didn't know you were such a lightweight.

It's good to know.

- What happened, uh, at the after-party?

- How was it?

- Actually, it was kinda sh*t.

Hey, you heard from Alison, yeah?

- No.

- No?

Dude, she was pissed.

I'm pretty sure she spent, like, half the night crying in the bathroom.

- - Really?

- Yeah, it was bad.

- Yeah, I should have texted.

I didn't mean to ghost...

you know.

- Guess it was in the air.

Well, hey-- yeah, f*ck off.

- You're not the only one who ghosted last night.

- Yeah, this assh*le's sister decided she couldn't hang with the big boys.

Where'd she go anyway?

A freshman party?

- Dude, I don't know, okay?

All I know is she didn't wanna be around you.

- Whatever.

- I'm serious.

Uh-huh.

You guys want something to drink?

- - I'm hungover as sh*t.

- Nah, no, I'm good.

Thanks, though.

- Coconut water.

I don't have f*cking coconut water.

Who do you think I am?

- Then get water, dude, something, just...

- A little bit of ice.

- - Okay...

So, uh...

what'd you really do last night?

- Dude, I told you-- JOSH: Dude, don't-- - Come on, don't.

- I got f*ckin' sick.

- I've known you since first grade.

I know when you're f*cking lying.

- JOSH: So just tell me, okay?

Logan told me about the girl you met at work.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, man, it's...

I don't know--I've never felt this way before.

It's--it's new.

She's confusing, too.

- Hey, man, love is, um...

it's a beautiful and confusing thing.

- Hey.

Looking good out there.

- Oh, good.

- How's it going?

- Well...not all of these papers are horrible, so there's that.

- Cool.

Nice.

I'll, uh...

I'm gonna get back out.

- Okay.

Yeah, can you light that sh*t up already, dude?

I been waiting a f*ckin' minute here.

You have all the Trix, don't you?

Mm-hmm.

Nice.

- - Walker.

It's nice to see you're still alive.

- Hey.

Yeah, um...

I'm sorry, I should have texted you.

I got really sick after the dance, and I just--I, uh...

- Yeah, f*ck you.

- - Yeah, right.

- Don't lie to me.

Can you at least give me that?

Why did you even ask me to the dance?

I mean, you broke up with me last year, and now you abandon me in front of the whole entire school?

- Alison, I'm sorry.

It really wasn't planned.

- I don't want to hear that.

- All-around really good work with these papers, you guys.

Great work, Eric.

So...the weekend reading.

Sophocles was playing with some pretty big ideas, huh?

Oedipus Rex.

Eric, can I talk to you for a second?

- Yeah.

- So the SATs are in two weeks, right?

- Yeah.

- Then we should probably schedule more tutoring sessions.

- Yeah.

- Tonight?

- Um...uh, I can't.

I've got practice.

- Ah.

After.

I can meet you at the same place.

- Okay.

- Great.

- I think I can...

- Make that work.

- Great.

See you later.

- What the f*ck?

This cannot happen, okay?

This is stupid.

- I'm sorry.

- Anyone who follows me can see that.

My husband can see that.

Do you realize how f*cked I am if anyone finds out?

If we're gonna keep doing this, then we need to set some ground rules.

- Yeah, okay.

Whatever you need.

- You cannot tell anyone about us ever.

- I know.

- And no photos.

Change my name on your phone.

- I already did that.

- Steph?

And we can only meet once a week.

Let's stick to Mondays, okay?

And nothing on school grounds.

- Okay.

Look, I'm sorry about the photo, too.

Look.

Gone.

- Okay.

- Well, you did look really beautiful there, so...

you should know I do like it.

- I think we're good.

It's Monday, so...

- Sorry.

- It's all right.

- Hey!

- Hey.

- You hungry?

Got some pad thai, green curry.

Went out on a limb, got a little, uh, little spicy eggplant.

- Thanks.

- Did I do something wrong?

- No.

I missed you.

- Missed you too.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah, no, I just had a...

I had a shitty day at work, so...

I'm glad you're home.

- Come here.

- Why?

No.

- Come here.

Hi.

- Hey.

- I'm sorry you had a bad day at work.

- Thank you.

- Hey.

- Hmm?

- Claire...

- What?

- Oh...

Oh...

You guys wanna paintball Saturday?

- Not into, uh...

- imaginary warfare, man.

- Huh?

What was that?

Excuses?

What's the problem?

Can't handle the heat?

- Excuses?

I just don't--It's violent.

- You're comin', right?

- Well, I would, but, um, I have to babysit.

My mom has a date.

- Oh.

Get it, Sandy.

- Shut up.

Hey, what's even in that?

It smells like farts.

It--kale.

You know what Kale is, f*cking ass?

Yeah, kale smells like ass.

Too early sleeping on my couch.

Do you have plans this weekend?

- No, I'm not doing sh*t.

God, this week has, like, totally bled me dry.

- Should we, um...

do you wanna-- do you wanna go out?

- Yes!

Really?

- Yeah?

- Yes.

I wanna do that, like, really bad.

- All right, let's do it.

- Hey, uh, I forgot my humanities essay.

Can you run me home?

I need it for seventh period.

- I just sat down.

I'm drinking my juice.

Really?

- I'm finished.

I can drive you.

- Josh, please.

- Seriously, it's not a problem.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

- Thank you.

- Dude.


Hello?

How many times do I have to keep saying this?

Just stop, okay?

Stop.

- That's his sister, man.

Like...

you gotta stop f*cking with him.

- I'm not f*cking with him.

I like her.

- - I'm not joking.

I, like, I like her.

- Seriously?

- Yeah, man, I'm serious.

I feel like I really ruined it with that hotel sh*t.

I was, like, playing like it was all about sex or something, and--I don't know.

I think I should have just been honest with her and told her I wanted to, like, date her.

I don't know.

f*ck me.

You know, f*ck you too.

Just forget I said this, all right?

Seriously, just...

- Logan.

attering in background] - Thank you, sweetheart.

- Yeah.

Hey, you look nice.

- I don't know why I'm going.

I can tell I'm not gonna like him already.

He texted me, "'Sup?" this afternoon.

Supposedly a 48-year-old man.

- Well, never know...

- All right, well, it's too late now.

We're not gonna be late, I'm just-- having one drink and app, so...

- I got this.

Don't worry.

Bye.

Wish me luck!

- Bye.

- Bye, Mom!

- Wait, he sent two.

We don't know if they're for me.

- Oh, my God!

They're for you.

Don't be f*cking stupid.

- Oh, wow.

- Mmm!

Um...

I'm sorry.

- What?

- Um, is that a hickey, Claire?

- - What?

Are you serious?

- - Oh!

Oh, my God, you're a bad bitch!

Ow!

- Is it that noticeable?

- Ow!

Yeah.

Just a little concealer, you'll be fine.

- Oh...my God.

- That's amazing!

I love that your husband's giving you hickeys.

- I really do have to pee.

I'll be right back.

- Okay.

- Oh, my God.

- Oh...sh*t.

- Did I tell you about this dog I was thinking of adopting?

He has these, like, weird little short legs but a normal-sized head, and his name's Peanut.

- Mm-hmm.

Um, I didn't realize what time it is, but I gotta go.

- No!

Please!

- Yeah.

Rain check?

Okay.

- Um...I'll see you Monday.

- Okay, I'll see you Monday.

ay, so Lee Ann, uh, you've babysat before, right?

- No.

- But, uh, you have a sister.

- She lives with my dad and his girlfriend now.

- Okay, um...

just turn on the TV, and they'll basically watch themselves.

Uh...and you have my cell, right?

So you can just call me if you need anything.

Um...

think that about covers it, so...good?

Good.

- - - Hey.

- Hey.

I missed you.

I can't wait to f*ck you.

You missed me too-- - Okay, j-just hold on, hold on, hold on.

- What?

- Slow down.

- What?

- Don't you want this?

- Okay, I do, I want this...

so much, but, um...

look, I'm just a little confused, okay?

'Cause you texted me.

I'm glad you did, but, like, what about your--your rules?

- I just really wanna f*ck you right now.

Okay?

- I don't wanna just f*ck.

I mean...

- I-I love, um...f*cking you, but I just--I feel like...

I mean, I really-- I like you.

Like, a lot.

And I-I don't...

I don't know, I just-- I feel like...

I mean, you're so funny and smart and--and beautiful, and I just feel like I-I've never been with someone like you before and...

f*ck, I don't know.

I just want you to know that, and...

this is all sounding really lame.

But-- - No.

Doesn't sound lame.

I like you too.

- - Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

That's why I'm here.

- I mean, I...

I didn't even know if this was gonna happen again.

- Now you know.

- Now I know.

- When I ask you to watch your brothers, Eric, I mean you.

Nobody else.

You.

Where the hell were you?

- I had to go to Logan's to, uh, drop off a textbook, and then I just-- - Don't lie to me.

I called Logan.

I know you weren't there.

Are you doing dr*gs?

- Oh, Jesus Christ, Mom, no!

- Then what the hell's going on with you, Eric?

- Nothing is going on.

Can you just get off my back, okay?

I was gone for, like, ten minutes!

- And Devin b*rned himself.

- What?

- Is he all right?

- What do you care?

- I'm the m*therf*cking man.
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