Cat Person (2023)

[bunniefuu]

You will freeze as you

watch a warped scientist

when his bloody scalpel

probes the forbidden secrets

of a woman's flesh.

You will flame

at the stark ritual

of a beautiful girl's

last searing dance

as tragedy forever mars

her loveliness.

You will cringe

as the demented doctor

experiments with a girl's

trusting innocence.

A mad creature born

of the atomic age

now shackled to a world

of rotting bodies

and violent deaths.

A sadist, a criminal,

a depraved animal

more ferocious than Jekyll,

more monstrous

than Frankenstein,

more bloody than Dracula.

Um, I'll do a large

popcorn and Red Vines.

That's an unusual choice.

Thank you.

I don't think I've actually

ever seen someone buy Red Vines.

Okay.

I guess you're wondering

why we sell them, then,

if nobody buys them.

Thanks.

Forever closer

comes the She-Creature.

Hey. Where are you?

My room, obviously.

Taylor, did you even

go outside today?

Why would I do that?

No, I had to stay here

and moderate.

Which subreddit

is this again?

The Vagenda. Get back here.

Help me with this.

Okay. If I'm not back

in five minutes,

call campus security.

Haha. Bleak.

Being a girl is so fun. Bye.

Bye.

Hey, boy.

Hey.

You all alone?

Okay, okay.

Good boy.

I don't know.

We can try.

But you have to be

so good, okay?

Okay.

What do you think

you're doing?

Oh, hey, Laura.

How's it going?

It's about to start

pouring, so...

So let's just bring

some weird dog into the dorm?

He's not weird.

He's abandoned.

Look, he's, he's not

gonna bother anyone.

You know the rules, Margot.

No pets, ever.

Come on.

Thanks.

Please.

Help me.

Help me.

Help.

Help.

Hey.

Just making sure you didn't

sneak that dog back in.

And since I'm the founder

and moderator,

it's my job to protect

its integrity.

Right.

You don't want some dumb forum

that's just girls

discussing sex tips.

Right, since that's just

internalized misogyny,

and it's boring, and stupid.

Okay, but get this:

my co-moderator, LadyTalk,

suddenly chimes in,

citing a statistic

that 76% of women

are "into" d*ck pics.

Really? 76% sounds high.

First of all,

why would LadyTalk,

my co-moderator,

let's not forget,

even bring up

the dreaded d*ck pic

knowing how hard we've worked

to create a safe space?

And then I think to myself,

"What self-respected femme

even names herself LadyTalk?"

She's trying to be

ironically old-fashioned?

She's a guy.

You think LadyTalk is a guy?

Huh. So now what?

I'm gonna call his ass out.

Will you eat in the room

tonight with me

and help me with this?

I can't tonight.

I gotta work.

Just call in sick.

Margot, will you call in sick?

Well you are

such an easy evil

Such a sensuous sin

Sometimes I don't know

where I'm going

Till I've been

Taken in

Such an easy evil

Such a promise of fun...

S-sorry. You scared me.

Well, people choose

to be scared.

Did you see the queen?

She still has her wings.

That means

she's still a virgin.

Really?

Usually a girl

that popular is,

you know, active.

It's up to her to decide

when to copulate.

Maybe she doesn't

want to be rushed,

and the male

will have to obey.

She'll fly off and mate

with many partners.

A whole colony

for her pleasure.

I hope you don't mind

I opened this.

I saw the box

was from Tarquinia.

Oh, yeah,

generally I don't allow it,

but you're my favorite,

you know that.

These are very precious bones.

For example, what do you make

of this cr*ck, hm?

Doesn't seem like

a natural fracture.

Mm-mm.

It's almost like

someone sawed it.

Do you think she was

offered up as a sacrifice?

The tomb of the wolves

was in the business of death,

t*rture, sacrifice,

and, of course, eroticism.

If all that happened to her,

hope she was reincarnated

as an ant.

Better yet, in a queen bee.

When the male

penetrates the queen,

he loses his penis.

In the act of pulling out,

he gets disemboweled and dies.

The act of copulation

is their doom.

Under his spell,

she was both herself

and another being,

the She-Creature

seeking life sustenance

from the stolen

heartbeats of others.

You came back.

I did.

Large popcorn

and, uh, Red Vines.

She was a woman

born to be loved,

and two men wanted her.

One, a man whose

powerful math mind

controlled her every reflex,

except her love.

The other willing

to fight any odds...

$9.50.

I know.

You're getting better

at your job.

Managed not

to insult me this time.

Well, I'm up

for promotion, so...

Enjoy the movie.

Thank you.

Such as few people

have known,

and only those

who see it can believe.

I don't really know

what I'm going for.

I know he's a k*ller.

And now you are traveling...

What's wrong?

You're a tough guy.

Go ahead and cream me.

Break my arm. See if I care.

I'm just gonna keep it

for a little while.

You're an ogre,

just like my father.

He won't let me stay out late

or play records or anything.

Your father won't

let you stay out late?

No, he's terrible.

Once, I was at a party,

and it didn't end till late.

He called the cops.

Can you imagine?

He had the whole

police force...

I was hoping you'd find me.

I know.

Where is it

that you live, Carol?

Over on Armana. Why?

Oh, no, uh-uh.

You thought I'd tell you

where I live?

Not me. Not ole Carol.

The night is young,

and I'm not hittin' the rack

till I get a little action.

I eat popcorn.

Everybody eats popcorn.

It tastes real nice.

Get yourself some now

at our refreshment stand.

Yum, yum.

It's time for a tasty

and refreshing snack.

Oh, hey.

So fun fact about

"American Graffiti."

Mackenzie Phillips was 12

when she made that film,

which probably violated

child labor laws,

but she is really funny

and, you know,

precocious for 12.

Yeah. Yeah, listen, uh...

Concession Stand Girl...

Why don't you give me

your number?

Boys and girls

Have a good time together

Boys and girls

You know they're birds

of a feather

Like two sides of a coin

They are forever joined

So he goes,

"My user name is LadyTalk,

but my real name

is James Madley,

and I joined the Vagenda

because I'm interested

in women's issues and being

a part of the solution."

Look at that, he owned it.

Are you defending

this troll?

Who says he's a troll?

And people lurk in forums

all the time with fake names,

BitchPerfect.

Yeah, but that's

clever and funny.

Ladies, final dress is...

Tonight!

I need you to help

us spread the good word

if you can.

That would be so helpful.

Thank you, babes.

- Sure.

Sure. Would love that.

Is that that guy

Robert again?

Wait, you never said

where he goes to school.

He's, like, 25.

I'm sure he just works.

25, but he's still, uh...

he's still cute, right?

Ish. He's, like, super tall.

But I like tall.

- You love tall.

And his eyes are nice.

They crinkle.

- Yeah, 'cause he's old.

What about the texting?

He got good banter?

It's good so far.

He's smart and funny,

and he has cats,

Yan and Mu.

He's at the vet

with them right now.

A caretaker.

God, Yan and Mu

are so hilarious.

How can cats be funny?

Well, I mean,

Robert's hilarious.

- Oh.

- Yeah, when he's talking

like them.

- Pause.

He does cat voices?

Oh, that is adorable and sexy.

Mrow!

Wait, you're setting clear

text boundaries, right?

- Oh, my God, Taylor.

- I'm dead serious.

Remember what we said?

I won't double text, okay?

- Don't double text, ever.

- I got it.

And let one text, at least,

go unanswered a day.

Okay, he needs to understand

that you're setting the rules

and he's lucky you're

acknowledging his existence.

I get it.

Thank you.

- Good.

Or you could just have

a good time with him.

I mean, Dave and I,

we barely knew each other

when we joined the Madrigals.

Hm, and look at you now,

you're a character

that doesn't even have

their own name.

You're just the Baker's Wife.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Uh, my character doesn't

have a name either.

I'm just the Baker.

At least you have a job.

My point is,

Dave and I were just real easy

about it when we first met,

and look at us.

We've been in love ever since.

We changed...

We're strangers...

I'm meeting you

in the woods.

Who minds.

What dangers.

I hope we'll get

past the woods!

Hey.

Uh, how's it going?

Good. You?

Uh, yeah, it was, like,

two miles from that...

that, uh, parking lot.

Told you it's far.

Yeah, it's-it's a trek.

Um...

So as promised...

Bamm-Bamm Fruity Pebbles?

Yeah, I had to go to two

different Krogers to, uh...

to find that,

and then the 7-Eleven for the...

the rest of the treasure.

That's so sweet.

So I'll hand this

off to you and...

Do you want to come in?

We can eat,

but only at this table.

You know, everything in here's,

like, 3,000 years old.

Yeah, it's very "Nosferatu."

Right?

Did you know

we did a vampire series

just last month

at the fourplex?

Yeah, yeah,

you included "Blacula."

Well, I didn't

include anything.

I just made the popcorn.

No, my point is,

"Blacula" doesn't belong

in the vampire category.

It belongs in blaxploitation.

Yeah, obviously,

and I did mention that

to the owners at the time.

Do you want...

Sure, yeah. Thanks.

You said you were starving,

so I got a bunch of...

Red Vines. Of course.

Ooh, I think

the Slurpee spilled a little.

Yeah, it's wild cherry.

Mm.

My favorite.

And this is...

It's a frog lighter

with a cigarette in its mouth.

So cute.

I don't smoke.

- Me either.

- Good.

Yeah.

Ow.

Stupid ant, bit me.

Dead.

m*rder*d.

- Yeah.

Must've escaped

from the colony.

The queen's the big one,

with the wings.

Oh, that's just storage.

What's this?

They're Etruscan artifacts.

- Etruscan artifacts?

- Yeah.

Pretty sure

they're just human bones.

They're both, from Tarquinia.

- Tarq...

- Italy.

Where they recently discovered

a non-funerary burial site.

Mm. Buried with no funeral.

Sacrificed.

f*cking dark, I know.

See this first skull?

It was probably a sl*ve

who was decapitated.

Then just her body was buried

at the base

of the temple wall.

Her body meant

to provide support,

in a sacrificial annihilating

kind of support way.

Why did you shut the door?

I-I didn't.

It-it shut on its own.

Doors don't just shut.

No, I-I guess this one did.

It must've slipped from

the thing that was holding it.

I think it's locked.

Or...

I did it on purpose

because I'm actually...

a werewolf.

Good idea for a series

at the fourplex,

werewolf movies.

Yeah, and the filing cabinet

scene from "The Howling,"

that's about

to happen right now.

I just meant a door

doesn't just shut

or lock on its own.

You sure you didn't close it?

Here, can I...

Hold still.

Don't make this hard.

Hey, hey.

Just... just take it easy.

No, get off me!

Just let me, okay?

Seventeen years

I nurtured this colony.

I know, and I'm so sorry.

Here, here is the queen,

dead.

Dead, whoever you are.

Sorry, uh, Robert,

this is Dr. Zaballa.

Dr. Z, this is Robert.

I was...

I was just stopping by, uh,

but I'm... I'm so sorry

about... about that colony.

That was a thing of beauty.

The worker ants, they fought

hard to defend the queen.

They're all females.

Right.

Oh, you know that?

Are you a myrmecologist?

- Myrmecology is...

- Is the study of ants, I know.

Um, I'm not, but I do...

I know a bit about them.

Then perhaps you know

that the males did nothing

to defend the queen,

but they dug their own grave,

haven't they, Robert?

Because a colony

without the queen will die.

I just wanted to say thank you

for the great snacks.

No problem.

So my fall break

starts tomorrow,

so I'm gonna go back

home for a while.

I hope you'll text me.

Will you?

I...

Look, it wasn't you

that made me react

like that, okay?

I'm really sorry.

And...

I hope tonight doesn't count

as a first date.

Oh, we don't have to count it.

Let's not count it.

Hot washcloths on the bites,

to stop the itching.

Don't use ice, okay?

Okay.

Have a safe trip back

home, and, uh...

I'll see you soon, sweetheart.

There's a world

where I can go

And tell my secrets to

In my room

In my room

In this world, I lock out

All my worries

And my fears

In my room

In my room

No, Kelly, that's impossible.

We'll definitely need to set up

a serving station in the garage.

But, but, but where's

the ice sculpture going?

That's supposed

to be a surprise,

and it's not like

you can just hide

300 pounds of decorative ice.

Before-- Before we get

too in a fluff here, Kelly,

why don't we just

take a deep breath?

Do not tell me

to breathe, Todd, please.

Margot, you...

you have been on that phone

since you got here.

Who are you texting?

Oh, is it a boy?

Oh, she's finally

not being so picky

and she likes a boy.

- Kelly, can we just...

I will breathe tomorrow

in yoga class, okay?

Oh, birthday boy,

close your ears, honey.

Oh, let's can

the cutesy stuff, okay?

Okay. Honey, um,

could you just

help us out by moving

your car out of the garage?

- No, it's charging.

Okay, well, there must be

another plug someplace, honey.

We have 200 guests

arriving here--

In six hours, and the guys

are coming to get me,

and we're going to the Y.

The Y?

Are you on that damn

phone again?

She's texting a boy.

What's his name?

- Robert.

- Robert.

Mm-hmm.

His name is Robert.

My first affair was with

a sous-chef named Robert.

You're having an affair?

Could we please focus

on the hundreds of guests

that are arriving

here any minute?

In six hours.

You are not old enough

to have an affair.

Okay, can we all just

stop saying "affair"?

It's not even what this is...

yet.

And Robert is a very

interesting man.

Oh, a man.

So he's older?

Maybe he's mature.

Or maybe he's not.

In fact, Robert and I

might even move in together.

We'll have a sweet little home

where people will want

to come over and hang out

'cause it's so warm

and inviting and nonintrusive.

Okay, you're texting a man

that you're gonna live with.

I want to talk to this Robert.

Hey, Ernie, honey,

could you give us that little,

um, card that you wave

to start the car?

Kelly, honey,

this is my birthday.

Stop hammering me

about the damn car.

Oh, about tonight,

I don't want any reference

to which birthday this is,

okay, no announcement

about the fact

that I got one foot in the box.

You've got 300 pounds of ice

in the shape

of a six and a zero.

Let it melt.

Why not?

It'll make him so happy.

Because I don't

want to sing tonight,

and it's a dumb song.

Dumb?

Marilyn Monroe sang this song.

Yeah, well, things have

changed a little

since Marilyn's day.

- Oh, you know, don't make--

don't make me tired.

I-I read.

I talk to the girls at the gym.

Yeah, things have changed

on the surface,

which means they haven't

really changed at all.

That's something that girls

your age don't understand.

Oh, my God. Here we go.

"Girls my age."

- Yes, girls your age.

I don't know,

you're so self-involved.

You're so entitled.

I mean, is it,

is it your birthday,

or is it Ernie's birthday?

- Are you serious?

I just said I didn't want

to sing the song.

It's weird.

It's uncomfortable.

Oh, well, you know what?

Things aren't always

100% comfortable.

Get over it.

And you know what?

If you, if you want

to get along with a man

and not be alone

your whole entire life

and build a relationship

that actually lasts,

make peace with a little

discomfort now and then,

a little compromise, okay?

I wish, I wish I had known that

the first time around,

with your father.

- Mom.

- He thought he wasn't

my number one,

and there's a few things

I should've done

to let him know.

Mom, it's not

your fault he left.

It isn't.

You know, I get it.

If you don't want to sing,

we won't sing.

While tearing off

a game of golf

I may make a play

for the caddy

Ah.

But when I do,

I don't follow through

'Cause my heart

belongs to Daddy

If she invites

a boy some night

To dine on my fine

finnan haddie

Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!

She just adores

his asking for more

But her heart

belongs to Daddy

Yes, my heart

belongs to Daddy

So I simply

couldn't be bad

Yes, my heart

belongs to Daddy

Da-da-da, da-da-da,

da-dah

Yeah!

Da-da-da, da-da-da

Da-da-dah

What's happening?

Is there an Amber Alert?

Who's texting?

That would be Robert.

Robert? All right.

I'm listening.

- He's great.

I mean, we haven't

gone on an official date

or anything yet, but...

I think I really like him.

Good.

Well, he's got to go

through me first, so...

- So?

- Hm?

What about you?

Anyone special?

- Um...

- Any... any guys?

Oh, yeah, right,

last time we talked,

I was exploring sex with men.

Um...

- You're not still?

Uh, what I've realized,

actually, is...

I'm an ace...

Uh, which is what

asexuals call themselves.

Do you remember

when we were together

just how, like,

out of my body I was,

how I could never really,

like, enjoy sex?

So I thought I must be gay,

and so then I tried that,

and then that was just,

like, even weirder.

Like, all of this, like,

bizarre pressure to,

like, perform and to,

like, be this, like,

sexual Tarzan or something,

and it felt awful.

So then I looked it up,

and it turns out

that being asexual is,

like, a real thing,

and since then,

I've just felt this relief

because I finally don't have

to pretend to like sex anymore.

Is-is that okay for me to say?

- Oh, my God, yeah, of course.

- Okay.

Of course. I...

But it's not like it was

because of, like, you.

If you'd been the hottest

girl in the world,

I would've still been, like...

And-and not that you're not.

Not that you're--

- Okay.

- Because you are.

- Clay, I get it.

Okay.

Stop looking mortified.

Ooh

And where do we go from here

Which is the way

that's clear

Still looking for

that blue jean baby queen

Prettiest girl I ever seen

See her shake

on the movie screen

Jimmy Dean

'Cause I wanna get

the workers' comp.

You'd do it too,

you crazy son of a b--

Mikey, why don't I hear you

shucking oysters? Come on.

I'm not saying

he's avoiding me.

He still texts every day,

says good morning, good night.

Oh, maybe he's a doorman.

What's weird, though, is,

whenever I hint

about getting together again--

Seriously? The buzzer?

Somebody's got to stop you.

You know, I could really

use some support here.

I'm trying to figure out

what's going on with this guy.

I'm worried he misinterpreted

a text I sent.

Text you sent?

What does that mean?

No. A pic?

No. What...

Tit, ass, p*ssy?

What?

- No, of course not.

Look, it doesn't matter

what the text was, okay?

I just don't want

to play games with him.

Right, so you'd just rather

expose your vulnerable soul

to a f*cking bearded giant?

Seriously, this is me

being supportive.

He holds all the cards

right now, so please,

Margot, for the love of women,

just take back your cards.

I know it's him.

- Actually, no.

It's my mom,

worried I don't have

enough down in my

winter coat, bizarrely.

The woman's insane.

That's where I work,

And "Star Wars" is boring!

Hey.

- Hey.

Let's do this.

We're doing it. Um...

So...

when was the last time

you saw "Empire Strikes Back"?

June.

Of this year?

Wow.

So you've seen it a lot.

The only movie I've seen

that often is "Spirited Away."

Do you know it?

Yeah, I know the director,

but I haven't, haven't seen it.

I'm not gonna m*rder you.

Why would you say that?

It was a joke.

I know it was a joke.

And hey, you can m*rder me

if you want.

Good to know.

Here.

And, Chewie?

I think we ought to replace

the negative power coupling.

Oh, no. I--

Right. Right.

Hey, Your Worship,

I'm only trying to help.

I'd forgotten

so much of this movie.

You'll remember if you watch.

- So difficult sometimes.

- I do. I really do.

You could be a little

nicer, though.

Come on, admit it. Sometimes

you think I'm all right.

Occasionally, maybe.

I was completely

obsessed with Leia's

side buns when I was a kid.

Scoundrel?

Scoundrel?

I like the sound of that.

Stop that.

Stop what?

Stop that.

My hands are dirty.

My hands are dirty too.

What are you afraid of?

Afraid?

You're trembling.

I'm not trembling.

You like me

because I'm a scoundrel.

There are no scoundrels

in your life.

I happen to like nice men.

I'm a nice man.

No, you're not. You're--

Sir, sir, I've isolated

the reverse power flux

coupling!

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Oh, you're perfectly

welcome, sir.

So, uh, do you want

to get a drink or...

We could get a drink, I guess.

If you want.

What's up?

Nothing.

Just tired.

I'm sorry. I g...

Yeah, I guess you hated it.

It's the first romantic movie

I ever saw, so I-I figured...

It was about sharing,

it was about sharing

something with her that I love

that's romantic because...

Because your feelings

for her are romantic.

Margot is bright.

Margot is sophisticated.

She knows about movies.

She goes for the subtitled

stuff, like Japanese films.

Maybe she's just

smarter than me.

And that's intimidating.

You don't have to apologize

for the movie.

There were lots of great

moments in it,

like, uh, when Leia says

"I love you" and Han says...

- "I know."

- Yeah.

Classic, right?

- "Hahn. Hahn."

- "Hahn?"

- You said "Haan."

- Sorry.

- Yeah.

Um...

Yeah, I love that.

It was a good idea,

and a drink

is an even better idea.

Okay.

Now we're talking.

So where do,

where do you like to go?

I like Sonny's.

Sonny's, the student ghetto?

I'll take you someplace better.

Yummy, yummy, yummy

I got love in my tummy

And I feel

like loving you...

They make a mean whiskey sour.

Yup, you're good.

We don't have to wait in line.

The guy knows me.

- Yup, you're good.

- Hey, uh, I don't think--

- Hey, man. Hey.

- Hey, man.

- Good to see you. Yeah.

- How are you?

Uh, excuse me,

I just need to see your ID.

- Uh, I'm with him.

- Oh, yeah. She's with me.

- I just--

- Thanks. Thanks, man.

Yeah. I just need to see

your ID, please.

I love it so

Uh, excuse me.

Sweeter than sugar

Yeah, no.

I won't let you go

You're good.

Can you just hold on one second?

Yummy, yummy, yummy

I got love...

Robert?

Robert.

'Scuse me. Dude.

The lovin'

that you're givin'

Is what keeps me livin'

Hey.

Hey.

- This is so embarrassing.

What?

Wait.

How old are you?

20?

I thought you said

you were older.

I told you I was a sophomore.

No, you told me that you did,

like, a gap year, so...

What the f*ck?

Look, I'm 20, okay?

I'm sorry.

Honey...

Don't, don't be sorry.

I'm the one that's sorry.

You must think

I'm such an idiot,

crying 'cause

I didn't get into a bar.

No, no, no, no.

No.

No, I don't think that at all.

I must look awful.

There was something

about that cool,

crisp autumnal air

and the tears

rolling down her cheeks.

She was just so open

and so vulnerable

and so incredibly sexy.

She had never looked

so beautiful.

What you were discovering

in that moment

was the depth of your longing.

Oh, 100%.

Tell me about the kiss.

I know this is your

hour and I'm crashing...

Go on.

I can handle it.

- It was a terrible kiss.

To be honest,

it's hard to believe

a grown man could be

this bad at kissing.

But at the same time,

I suddenly felt a tenderness,

I guess you'd call it.

I mean, here he is,

older than me,

and yet already,

I know so much more

about kissing than he does.

Hey, hey.

- Hey. No, I'm sorry.

- Easy.

Hm.

But what was that

a tenderness, Margot?

Or was that sensation a shift

in the power dynamics

between you two,

a shift that wound up

in your favor?

Let's get out of here.

I really love it

when you tell me to stop

Oh, it's turning me on

Here you go, sweetheart.

Cheers, to you.

Me?

Well, yeah, I almost

ruined another evening,

but you, yet again, saved us.

Okay, to me. I'll take it.

I just wish making a mess

of things

was considered a superpower.

Then I could star

in my own superhero movie.

Yeah, maybe we should call you

h*m* "Ha-bee-lees" Girl.

h*m* Habilis? Nice.

h*m* "Ha-bill-iss."

I knew that.

I definitely knew that.

I can read a human

evolution chart.

You had one in your lab.

So, uh, what's your

kryptonite, then,

h*m* Habilis Girl?

Well, h*m* habilis

was the main diet

of large predatory animals.

Ouch.

Ah, well, I don't think

there are any superheroes

whose weakness is being

somebody's dinner.

Good. I like to think

I'm original.

To h*m* Habilis Girl,

an original.

I'm not saying I will

have sex with him.

I'm just saying if I did,

I think he'd really

like it, because--

Okay, this is gonna

sound kind of bad,

but I think he may not be

all that experienced.

Dude, you're drunk.

Okay, I'm not drunk.

I've had two beers.

Three, max.

Wait, he's a terrible kisser.

Why are we even having

this conversation?

Because, okay,

maybe the sex

will be like the kiss,

you know, clumsy and sort of...

Mauling.

You can hear yourself

now, right?

But on the other hand,

I think he'd be...

Oh, someone's happy.

Grateful.

Margot.

I know that sounds

really bad, but...

I... Yeah, I-I think

he would like it.

Listen to me.

Call Lyft now.

Yeah.

Maybe I should just go.

Yes, thank you.

That is your smart

brain talking.

Just take a deep breath,

go back out there,

and call it a night.

Okay.

Bye.

And the emptiness

And the hopelessness

Are fine

Because sometimes...

Hey.

Want to get out of here?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure.

You were mine

I wouldn't know

Where to start

If you ever were to ask me

If I ever came to see

So is this why

You're proposing to me

Don't--

The front seat to young Peru

To sit in fear...

Well, here it is, my house.

It's great.

Yeah, yeah, it's okay.

Uh, just give me one sec.

You notice

It's cute.

If only you dare

I've got to stop

this obsession

I've got to stay...

I've never dated

a guy with a house,

not dated.

Uh, you know, someone with whom

I'm going on a date.

Sorry, I couldn't hear you.

Uh, you sure do

like Harrison Ford.

Well, yeah.

If you're old-school,

Harrison Ford

is the perfect degree of cool.

As opposed to?

Have you even seen

an Indiana Jones movie?

- Yeah.

- No, you haven't.

What... Name an Indiana Jones

movie right now.

Um...

Three, two, one--

"Shrine of Doom."

Shrine? Wow.

- I--

- That's ridiculous.

All right, you...

you got a lot to learn, kiddo.

I'm gonna grab us,

uh, a beverage.

Where are your cats?

It's "Temple."

Okay.

Stay a while.

Mm.

Oh, my God, you're so sexy.

Want to go to the bedroom?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Hey.

Do we want to do this?

We did, before.

So tell him

we've changed our mind.

It was our idea to come here.

We made a mistake.

We can still fix it.

And what will we say

that won't be...

messy and hurtful and awful?

We tell him the truth.

We should be allowed to do that.

It's just easier

to get it over with.

Painful to me,

pierce right through me

Oh, my little girl

All I ever wanted

All I ever needed

Is here in my arms

Sorry.

Words are very

unnecessary...

Look, he was sweet

when he kissed our forehead.

So?

So let's think of that.

There.

Wait. I got it.

Is it all right

if I take this off?

Okay. Okay.

Yeah.

You do it.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, my God.

See? He's grateful.

And that's the part

of this that's,

you know, good.

I'm sorry, which part

of this is good?

Like, how much he wants us.

How he's looking at us.

You know, he...

He's clearly overwhelmed

by how young

and pretty we are,

by our smooth skin,

our perfect breasts.

Oh, yes.

Yeah, I'm not saying it

in a bragging way.

I'm just saying, you know,

look how much he wants us.

He's probably never

wanted a girl this much

in his whole life.

Although that noise

is getting really annoying.

Do you think we can

ask him to stop?

Oh, so now you're ready

to be honest?

Wait, could I--

Can you turn over?

Okay.

I'm taking these off.

Is here in my arms

Okay. Oh, f*ck.

Okay.

What?

Did I hurt you?

It's too strong?

- A little.

- Yeah.

Wait.

I'm sorry, have...

Have you ever... done this?

Done what?

Have you ever

done this before?

I'm sorry, can you imagine

if this was our first time?

Like...

I didn't... I didn't know.

That's why I asked.

No, no, it...

it was nice of you to ask.

I have had sex, though.

But I'm sorry,

I shouldn't have laughed.

No, you don't

have to apologize.

I guess I'm just

nervous or something.

Anyone but you

You're nervous?

You don't have to be nervous.

Are the stars...

Just take it slow.

Oh, God, anything but slow.

Dude, you just told him

you were nervous.

How did you think

he was gonna respond?

God, I don't know what--

Yeah.

Oh, he...

Okay, he's not giving up.

Yeah. Mm.

Like, definitely not giving up.

Mm.

Oh, sh*t, that's so good.

Okay. Lay back.

Oh, God,

now he's getting a condom.

- f*ck, where is it?

- Mom will be happy.

I don't want to think

about Mom right now.

Yeah, because you know

you shouldn't be doing this.

It's not what you want.

Say, "I have changed my mind."

I want

to f*ck you so bad.

You want to f*ck me?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, you like that?

You like that, College Girl?

I always wanted to f*ck

a girl with nice tits.

Oh, my God, how much p*rn

does this guy watch?

Say it.

Turn over.

- Ow!

Jesus.

- Sorry. Sorry.

- It's fine. It's fine.

- Sorry.

Okay.

Oh, yeah, you make my d*ck

so f*cking hard.

- Okay.

- Oh, yeah!

You see the bind we're in.

My d*ck's so hard.

We're in a strange house

with a guy we don't know.

There's no one

within hearing distance.

I mean, who knows what he could

do if I really piss him off?

If you think this guy

could hurt you,

then why are you here?

Come here.

I mean, is this supposed

to be for your benefit?

Oh, God, shut the f*ck up.

Okay. There we go.

There we go.

Oh, yeah.

- Stars.

That's nice.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Just tilt. Tilt. Yeah.

How's that? There we go.

That a girl. That's it.

No, I know.

It's pretty bad.

Yeah.

You're right.

This needs to be over.

Oh, yeah!

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God, yeah!

Uh!

- You want me to come?

Yeah, so f*cking bad,

come on, come for me.

- I'm gonna. I'm gonna.

- Mm.

Oh, yeah? Ah!

Ah, I'm gonna come too.

Oh, sh*t. Oh.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, good girl.

Oh, my God.

f*ck.

Wow.

This is the worst

life decision I've ever made.

Well, what do you

want to do now?

Want to watch a movie?

I must have something

Actually, I think I have

a bootleg "Working Girl"

from Belgium with English--

Sorry.

It's okay.

How old are you?

33?

Yeah, is that...

is that a problem?

No, it's not a problem.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Okay.

I mean, I was gonna--

I was gonna tell you,

but I wasn't sure

how you'd take it.

Okay.

To tell you the truth,

I was actually really worried

when you went home...

You know, for break...

Because...

I kind of thought

that we were together--

I mean, I know it

was mostly text,

but I thought that we were

starting something, and then,

well, I guessed that you were

committed to me

or not commit-- But, like,

a little committed to me.

And so...

you went home,

and then this weird loop

kept playing in my head

that was like,

a girl as pretty as Margot,

she definitely went out

with some stud boyfriend

in high school,

and I kept thinking,

she's definitely gonna

hook up with this guy,

despite what's happening

between us,

and then you sent that--

that photo of your breasts,

and then you said

it was a mistake,

and I thought,

that's definitely for that

f*cking total douche boyfriend,

and, you know,

you're probably considering

f*cking him if you weren't

already f*cking him.

And now I know that was...

obviously wrong, and I should've

just trusted you.

My former boyfriend

is asexual now,

as in doesn't want to have sex

with anyone ever again.

- Well, that's--

that's good to know, because I--

I think we're really

good together.

I mean, I had a good

time tonight.

Didn't you?

Yeah, I did.

- Yeah.

- Um, but I should...

probably go now.

N-no.

No, you got to stay over.

- I can't.

No, I'll make you scrambled

eggs in the morning.

Thank you, but, um,

my roommate will be worried.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

Right. Got to get

back to that dorm.

Yep, 'cause that's...

that's where I live.

Why don't you like me?

Why don't you like me?

Why don't you like me?

Answer me!

Why don't you like me?

Why don't you like me? Why?!

Here I am.

Hey.

Glad we got to go on our date.

Guess that was our date.

Okay.

Oh, God.

So... how was it?

Great, if you like a guy

that spends ten hours

a day on YouPorn.

So what was his go-to move,

the reverse squatting cowgirl?

Don't make me relive it.

Or that awful hand thing

where their fingers are,

like, moving so fast

that your vag*na

starts to smoke?

- What is that?

Right now, I just have to

figure out what I'm gonna do.

Block his number.

That's a little harsh,

and even if I did ghost him,

how long till he got the hint?

Maybe his messages

will keep coming forever.

Maybe they'll never end.

Were his cats at least cute?

I never saw them.

Like, never?

Uh-oh. That's...

That's not good.

It is weird, isn't it?

Why would he lie

about having cats?

Because liking cats makes

a guy seem nonthreatening,

harmless, sensitive, even.

He lied because that's how

he wants you to think he is.

Think about it.

He's hiding something.

So f*cking not.

One of us has to die.

Hey, Robert, my workload has

become really overwhelming

since I added

Pre-Columbian Histories

to my already packed schedule,

so I really need to focus

on my studies right now.

It's actually quite serious,

because my parents

have threatened

to "turn off the tap,"

their words, unless I

keep up an A average.

Wait, I'm sorry,

have you had a stroke?

I know.

It's... it's too long.

I need to cut it.

Uh, yeah, you need to put us

all out of our misery

and just say,

"I'm not interested."

I can't say that, Taylor.

We had sex.

I have to say more.

- No, you don't.

- I do.

He's a nice guy,

sort of.

And what did he really

do that's so wrong

except be bad in bed

and maybe lie about having cats?

In a way, I kind of miss him.

Okay, my head

is gonna explode.

Not the real Robert, obviously,

but the guy I was texting

with when we first met.

I really liked that guy.

Yeah, it's easy to like

a text chain. It's not real.

Hey, I never opened

the video he sent me.

Great, now's your chance

to delete it.

You're trembling.

I'm not trembling.

It's sort of sweet.

It was the first movie

we saw together.

It's the only movie

you saw together.

He was really into this scene.

I happen to like nice men.

Leia's rocking

that mono-braid,

but my favorite

was always the side buns.

That's exactly what I said,

not that Robert

was remotely interested.

Oh, wait, there's more.

Wow. It's a montage.

- "Blade Runner"?

- Yeah, classic scene.

Rachael tries to run,

Deckard throws her

against the blinds,

forces her to say, "Kiss me,"

and then shoves

his mouth on hers,

and then she falls in love.

Jesus.

"Last Crusade,"

Indiana berates Elsa,

forces himself on her,

and then she says,

"How dare you kiss me?"

And then, of course,

she kisses him.

I guess this is just

Robert's idea of romance.

Taylor!

No. Taylor!

No, come on, Taylor,

this isn't funny!

Taylor, I'm so serious

right now.

I'm really, really, really,

really, really serious, Taylor!

You're welcome.

Oh, my God.

He's gonna read that.

It won't k*ll him.

You okay? What do you need?

I think I have a vape.

What are you doing?

We don't vape.

You're right, we don't.

You're sure you're okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Oh, my God.

You did this. You read it.

Okay.

Uh, okay.

"Okay, Margot.

I'm sorry you don't want

to see me anymore.

I hope I didn't do

anything to upset you.

You're a sweet girl,

and I really did enjoy

the time we spent together.

Let me know if you

change your mind."

That's it.

Margot, it's over.

Oh, my God, thank God.

You handled this well.

You're a good girl.

I'm sorry. Nope, sorry.

It's too soon. You're right.

Happy birthday

to you! Hey!

Happy birthday to you! Hey!

Happy birthday, dear Beth.

Happy birthday

to you.

I miss my bedroom.

- This is fun.

- Is it?

And look, there's no costumes

or mime makeup this year.

I could be a mime.

I'm trapped at a party.

Look, if you want

to go, just leave.

I heard that. No, no, no.

No one is leaving.

Dave's still setting up...

... the karaoke room!

Get ready.

- Taylor, what do you think?

You, me,

"The Confrontation"

from "Les Mis"?

We could sing it.

And you're shaking your head no.

- No.

- I di... Never mind.

Speaking of confrontations, though...

Taylor, why don't

you tell everybody

what you've been up to

with your forum thing?

Taylor has been weeding

out masked men

on her subreddit, the Vagenda.

Wait, wait, wait.

What's a masked man?

Ugh, James Madley.

Wait, did I tell you

that he started

this new subreddit

that he's calling, wait...

wait for it... Man Feminist.

James Madley? I know him.

He's a super chill guy.

He's in my comp lit.

And he's a Lyft driver.

Yeah, is he the orange car

that's always parked

outside the North Gate?

- The North Gate.

Well, that's kind of cute,

actually, isn't it?

You know, guys talking about

feminism with other guys?

- Mm.

- It's progress.

Is it, or is that

just blind dudes

leading even more blind dudes?

You should be a guest

moderator on his sub.

Yeah, and then they'd at least

have one female voice in there.

- Yeah.

- Progress.

Yeah, no, that's a great idea.

Let's just reward him for lying.

Really good idea, guys.

What?

- Okay, well,

if it's gonna be a mud fight,

I'm gonna need more booze.

- Yes, please.

- I'll come.

- You want one?

Yes, please. Yep.

Double sh*t. Thank you!

Yes, happy birthday.

The bar's that way.

It's him.

What? It's who?

Oh, my God, he really is old.

- No, don't look!

- Who? Him?

- Where?

- Don't look.

Oh, it's the guy at the theater.

Yeah, yeah, I told you about

that whole debacle, remember?

- Right.

- I don't know if he saw me.

Yeah, guy who said he had

cats and didn't have cats...

- Yeah.

- In the end.

- Look, I'm just gonna go.

- No, we'll all...

We're all gonna go, come on.

Come on, guys. Get up. Yes.

Come on, let's surround her.

Everyone just be subtle

and normal.

What?

Which one is he?

He saw me.

Ugh, this is just him

pissing on a lamppost.

Ignore it.

This is so bad.

Margot, this is not

your fault.

It's Britney, bitch

I see you

And I just want

to dance with you

Every time they turn

the lights down

Just want to go that

extra mile for you

Your public display

of affection

And the unstoppable Danga

Ah, you gonna have

to remove me

'Cause I ain't going nowhere

Mo-mo-mo-mo more

sh*t.

And this was last night

after he sent the text

where he called you a whore?

Yeah, the text was last night,

and then tonight he harassed me

when he waited for me outside.

He waited?

I thought he drove off.

After standing there

for ten minutes.

Did he approach you?

Not physically,

but he could see me.

Actually, I'm not sure if he

could see me through the doors,

but he knows my hours, so...

You're gonna say he didn't

break the law.

- He didn't break the law.

- Okay,

but I also don't want to be

the next episode

of "Homicide Hunter."

"Harassing predator

singles out young woman,

pursues her,

cops ignore her complaints,

until she's found in a trash bin

behind the local Kroger's."

Or the story goes,

"Average Joe likes young p*ssy,

gets frustrated when she doesn't

like him back,

drinks too much,

calls her a bad name,

drives to her work to try

to plead his case, chickens out,

then figures next time,

he'll pick a less hot girl."

But if Robert actually

does do something

to break the law

and you can prove it,

come find me.

Stop watching "Homicide Hunter."

Well, can't say

I'm surprised to find

two lovely ladies

like yourselves

in here looking for protection.

Oh, my God, Kelvin?

You need to shut

that sh*t down right now.

Yeah, I'm in no mood

to be hit on

while my life

might be in danger.

I'm sorry.

Don't apologize.

Uh, okay.

Um, how can I help you?

I need to keep someone

away from me.

- Mm-hmm.

- And if he doesn't stay away,

I need to be able

to defend myself.

Mm-hmm. Yeah. All right.

How about a stun g*n?

- And that just zaps him?

- Yeah.

The Vipertek VTS-989,

what we got here,

it's our best seller.

Fully rechargeable.

- Mm, no, that's not gonna work.

She's at 4% with her

phone on a good day.

All righty.

We could keep it simple, then.

Two words: Smith & Wesson.

- A g*n?

- A g*n, g*n?

Kelvin, when you

go home at night,

what planet is that?

Do you realize that you're

more likely to get sh*t

if you're carrying a g*n,

with your own g*n?

Look, ladies, I just want

to help you both feel safe.

How can I do that?

I just need to know

if I'm overreacting

or if there really is a guy

out there after me.

At least this way,

we're ready for anything.

God, this is so intense.

Are you sure a tracking device

is even legal?

Kelvin said it depends

on the state.

Oh, we're quoting Kelvin now?

Taylor, I have

to do something.

And if Robert is out there

planning to hurt me,

I have to be able to stop him,

and to stop him,

I have to know where he is

at all times.

Right, but that just means

that you have to get

that thing on his car.

Yeah.

I have to get this thing

on his car soon.

Party!

- m*therf*cker!

- I know. A hot dog,

it's horrifying.

Cecilia is having

a You Are What You Eat Party.

You gotta come.

- And we even got you costumes.

You almost gave us

heart att*cks.

Which is so f*cking rude.

You just barge in here,

taking up every inch of space

with your loud, entitled voices

and your obnoxious,

meaty costumes?

I was gonna be an avocado.

Taylor, we're fine.

They're just inviting

us to a party.

Did they ask if we wanted

to be invited to a party?

We are.

We... We are now.

Uh, we could...

Yeah, if you want to come.

I'm sorry, we were just

in the middle of something.

What? Don't apologize to them.

Why are you always

apologizing to dudes?

- Relax.

Why do you have to make

everything into some epic

battle in your own mind?

It's exhausting.

Kyle and Lucas didn't

do anything wrong.

Clearly, this is a bad time.

So we'll be in the lounge if...

- Sorry.

- Yeah, sorry.

We'll knock next time.

What the f*ck was that?

What is going on?

Why are you always

against me recently?

Nobody is against you.

God, that's all

I'm saying, okay?

Good.

Although I'm also saying

that sometimes you make it

really hard for me

to be for you.

Oh, really? Oh, well,

I'm always there for you, so...

- What? No, you're not.

- I am.

I just took you

to get weapons.

Okay, let's be honest

about what I really am to you.

A pair of ears.

A c*ptive audience.

- Are you joking?

- No.

You're only there for me

when I agree with you.

Th... It's... Without me,

you're literally just, like,

floating around in some

YA fantasy novel.

Like, I ground you.

Do you understand that?

I'm always trying

to protect you,

because I understand

the real world, and you don't.

What, from your virtual cave?

Where no one has real names?

Where no one's a real person

because you're all too afraid

to actually step out?

Oh, right,

like how you stepped out?

How'd that go for you?

At least I tried to connect

with another human.

What do you ever do except hide?

f*ck you.

This is bullshit.

Good luck with your

Robert problem, Margot.

Can't wait for that call.

Why would I bother calling?

You'll be too busy posting.

f*ck.

I don't want to talk to you,

but I left my charger

in your room.

Margot?

Oh, my God.

Hey. Hey. Who are you?

Hey.

What are you doing?

I know that dog.

Go. Go.

That dog was outside

my dorm weeks ago.

You've been following me.

I don't... I...

What is that?

What is that in your hand?

What is that in your hand?

Give it to me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

We need to go to the

Alphabet Streets immediately.

- Okay.

- There's this guy named Robert.

My friend is with him right now.

I-I don't know his address

or his last name,

but I just have a really bad

feeling about this, okay,

so we're just gonna

drive to the Alphabet Streets,

and we can start looking.

Okay, all right, all right, um,

all right, just breathe.

You might want to buckle up.

You know, my name's, uh...

my name's James, by the way.

f*ck.

What do I do? What do I do?

What the f*ck

is the matter with you?

Why am I inside your house?

You were trying

to put a tracker on my car,

because apparently,

you want to see me in jail.

This is insane.

I'm just gonna go.

You're not gonna go.

You're not going anywhere,

not until I have a plan,

until I figure out

how to fix this total,

god-awful,

disastrous mess you put us in.

Everything is ruined now.

If I let you out of here

looking like that,

you're probably gonna get your

wish, and I'm gonna go to jail,

no matter what I say

about what happened here.

Everybody believes the woman.

- Trust me, they don't.

- Oh, no.

You want to see how much

of a liar you are?

"I told my parents this morning

they will meet you soon,"

with a... an emoji face

blowing a heart kiss.

"Break is boring. Good news,

we'll be in same

zip code again soon,"

with two thumbs up.

You remember sending that?

"Thank you for being

so kind last night.

You're my new favorite person."

"Today you were

my first text and my last.

Let's make this every day,"

with three questions marks

and a blushing face

with little hearts.

I went through all the texts;

there's 156 texts

that say, "I'm into you,

Robert. I like you, Robert."

Why'd you say those things?

Why did you say them

if you don't mean them?

And why'd you let me blubber on

like some lovesick assh*le

when you obviously loathe me?

- I don't loathe you.

- Stop lying!

What about you?

You were stalking me.

I was stalking you?

What, a guy can't see a pretty

girl and want to meet her?

Okay, yeah, I...

So I followed you,

but only so I could

run into you.

Is that... is that a bad thing?

I mean, is that a bad thing?

I-I... Am I some kind of bad guy

'cause I just want to--

I want to f*cking meet a girl?

I want to meet a girl in life

and not on a f*cking app?

I don't want to meet them

through my screen?

Am I such a bad guy?

I'm sorry that

I found you attractive,

and maybe if you'd liked me,

like I thought you did,

you would've found that romantic

and not, you know,

not creepy, and it could've

been our story.

What?

The f*cking origin story

that our best man

would've told at our wedding.

And by the way,

you had your eye on me, too,

at the movie theater,

didn't you?

Be honest!

Just say it! Say it! Say it!

Don't play games.

Don't play games

anymore with me.

You can't say sh*t,

you can't say a g*dd*mn

truthful thing

in your f*cking life.

Dumbass teenager.

You just f*cking manipulated me.

I was honest.

At first.

But the night we spent here,

we just had such different experiences.

Wh-what do you mean?

You had a bad time?

What? What... What did I do?

I didn't f*ck you well enough?

You should've told me that!

Tell me!

Well, when you were

texting me after,

I was just trying

to spare your feelings.

f*ck.

I'm being way too loud.

I'm being way

too loud right now.

This is... This is not a--

Ugh, my eyes.

Oh, your eyes? Well,

that's also your fault entirely.

Please, can I just have

some water for my eyes?

You need saline solution,

not water.

Oh, my God, you've had

girls mace you before?

Go on. Go on.

What, so this

is a regular thing?

I'm a nurse.

Not that you ever

bothered to ask.

I don't know, maybe Ambien

mixed with Klonopin,

and I just dose you,

and I drop you off on campus,

and... and you don't

remember how you got there,

and it'd be as if this whole

hideous nightmare

never happened.

That's your plan?

That is not a good plan.

Well, because there

is no good plan.

There is no good plan.

If you walk out of here

looking like that,

it's over for me, right?

I cannot trust you.

- Yes, you can.

No, I can't!

Look, why don't we

make a pact?

- A pact?

- Yeah.

You let me go...

You let me go, I never speak

a word of this to anyone,

and we... we both forget

we ever knew each other.

Ha.

- That could work.

- No. No. No.

Robert, look, if you drug me

like some super predator...

Oh, God.

...they will lock

you up for good.

Oh, my God. my eyes.

They're burning.

Can I please just have

some of that solution?

Please, please,

I'm in so much pain.

Don't f*cking move.

911, what's your emergency?

Hello?

No--

Hello?

f*ck.

Stop. Stop.

Shut up! Shut up!

Get in here!

Get over here!

Come here. Stop.

Shut the f*ck up. Shut up!

Shut the f*ck up.

Shut up! Shut--

f*ck!

Get off me!

Enough!

Hey! Hey!

Come on.

Come on! Come on!

Help! God!

The drain.

Come in.

Margot! Come in.

Are you f*cking crazy?

You got to trust me!

Come on.

Trust me! Come on!

Open it! Hey!

Robert!

Let me in!

Robert! Let me in!

Okay, turn off Adams

onto Buchanan.

Then go down Cleveland.

Okay, what we looking for?

Oh, my God, there's a fire.

Wait, drive toward the fire!

What? Seriously,

drive toward it?

Is your friend in there?

- I don't know. I don't know.

I don't even know

if this is the right house.

We didn't find anyone.

No, she hasn't responded to my

texts or calls or anything.

Did... did you check

everywhere?

It's good news

we didn't find her.

Hey, Taylor.

Why don't you let me

take you home?

I won't... I won't charge you.

I think you might

already know me.

I'm BitchPerfect.

It's nice to finally meet you.

Hey, Chief. We found

something in the basement.

Margot?

All right.

We got a pulse!

On both of 'em!

Come on, let's get 'em up.

She's up.

Oh, thank God.

Hi.

I-I'm gonna go get your mom.

Uh, she took a Valium,

and she's sleeping

in the lounge.

She's so stressed about this.

It's really not about

Kelly right now.

Look, I'm-I'm gonna be

right back. Your mom...

your mom is gonna

be so relieved.

You know,

and I'm relieved too, obviously.

Hi. You're okay.

I don't know why

you want to look at this.

Robert Holt is taillights now.

Okay, he's gone.

It's done. It's over.

He quit his job

at the hospital.

The woman at the desk

said he moved to the coast,

didn't leave any

forwarding information.

Who knows if that's true

or not, though?

Maybe he told her to say that

in case I came looking.

One of these days,

you're gonna have to tell me

what really happened that night.

Come on. We're late

for pickleball. Let's go.

Then,

out of the swamp's depths

again appears horrifying,

mysterious creatures.

You've seen it, right?

- Me?

- Yeah, you know how,

like, places have, like,

employee recommends

and stuff like that?

Do you recommend

"The Apartment"?

Embarrassingly,

I haven't seen it.

You haven't seen it?

It's, like, a classic.

I mean, you know, they told me

that if you don't see it,

they're gonna fire you,

but you...

I think they show

it two nights,

so you still have tomorrow.

Well, thank you.

- Yeah.

- I'll get on that.

- No, you should.

- Mm-hmm.

To gratify their

destructive desires.

Hey, Girl Who Should See

"The Apartment," um...

Why don't you give me

your number?

The hurt I hurt

is nothing like

The hurts I've hurt before

The things I feel

do not feel

Like things I've felt before

And the loneliness

and the emptiness

And the hopelessness

are fine

Because sometimes

my cloudy brain

Remembers for one moment

You were mine m

The pain that pains

is not the pain

That's pained

my heart before

The tears I tear

are not the tears

My eyes have teared before

And the loneliness

and the helplessness

And the uselessness are fine

Because sometimes

my cloudy brain

Remembers for one moment

You were mine