Love Is the Drug (2006)

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(ticking loudly)

- Thank you, Mr. Burns.

Shakespeare, finally.

Really appropriate today, right?

Because he writes about all the things

that you might be feeling right now.

Really good.

Really nice choice.

Jonah.

You did bring something
to read, didn't you?

- Yes.

It's an excerpt from a novel
about the Beat generation

called The Other Side of Here.

It's by Samantha Carabinas.

Even those who thought they knew her

paint her as a simple girl.

The kind of woman who
smiled more than she frowned

and laughed more than she cried.

She was unaware of this
misconception about herself,

as most people are when
it comes to judging

how they are perceived by the
strangers they call friends.

When people think you're an open book,

they are less likely to
actually read the words

printed on the pages, and
this was never more true

than it was for Jane.

She was so simple and so
guileless she was a mystery.

And such a mystery that
everyone who thought

they had her figured out were wrong.

(clapping)

Very nice, Jonah.

Always refreshing to hear
anyone other than Kerouac

or Ginsburg from that school of thought.

Now Mr. Cooper, what have
you brought to celebrate

the final day of your high school career?

(upbeat rock music)

(moaning)

(chattering)

(moaning)

- What?

- Lucas, get the f*ck out of here!

- On your best friend's
mama's bed, nice touch.

- Lucas.

Get the f*ck out.

- Hey, you seen Sara or Troy anywhere?

- No, now get the f*ck out of here!

- Oh, you want privacy?

- Get the f*ck out.

- Hey, just let me know how my d*ck tastes

when you're done, all right man?

- Close the f*cking door!

- What's the magic word?

- as*h*le!

(chattering)

- Yo.

Jackass.

Have you seen Troy?

- In there, dude.

- Oh ya, you betcha.

You betcha, baby.

(gasps)

- Get the f*ck in here and shut the door.

- Ooh.

- Love to play Santa, but
there is only enough for three.

- Yeah, looks like
somebody's had some already.

- I do not do drugs, Lucas, you f*ck.

- The lady is always first.

- Yeah well, a lady doesn't
suck down four lines

that f*cking fast, man.

(gasps)

- I was doing it for you, Lucas.

- Really?

- Yes, that's what friends do,

they look out for one another.

- Really, who told you we're friends?

- Oh, ouch, ow.

(fake crying)

All right.

We're going to the party.

- Mingle.

- Yes we must, come on.

- I've already been out
there, it's not worth it.

- It's last time.

- Wait, will you hold
on a second, I wanna...

(upbeat music)

(chattering)

(steady rock music)

- Sorry.

- You're Jonah.

- Yeah, yeah.

And you're Sara.

- We were in Miss Waters'
English class together.

I don't know, it's like
this weird coincidence.

- What is?

- The piece that you read.

Well my mom, she played Samantha Carabinas

in this cable movie about the Beats.

She was an actress, or she
is an actress still, kind of.

I guess.

- Well, I'll have to watch it.

- Yeah, don't bother,
it's kind of not so good.

- I'm sure I'd like it.

I'm a complete nut about
anything about those guys.

- Typical boy.

- Me?

- Yeah.

You know, into all those ultra cool,

hipster San Francisco writers.

- Oh, so I'm a cliche.

- Oh.

Yeah, I don't think I'd
say you were a cliche.

- Well, neither are you.

- Thank you.

- Water, baby girl.

- Oh, thank you baby.

Oh, Lucas, Troy, this is...

- Jonah.

Brand.

- You went to Hartwood?

- Yeah, we had American
history sophomore year,

and this year we had trig.

- Oh yeah, I remember you.

Back seat, third row, right?

- Cool, it's great to meet you, man.

Put her there.

Feel like going for a swim, dude?

- Lucas, don't be a d*ck,
just let him go, please.

- You hear that man?

She wants me to let you go.

Yo, what the f*ck, man?

- [Troy] I'm sorry, I couldn't...

(laughing)

Very f*cking funny.

(laughs)

- So, Jonah Brand of
the Cobra City Brands,

how'd you end up at this
little shindig, anyway?

- Everyone at Hartwood knew about it.

- Yeah, but everybody
wasn't invited, were they?

- I was.

- Really?

By who?

- Myself.

- You cold, kid?

- Not too bad.

- Those are some nice
jeans you got there, Jonah.

- Thanks.

- No, seriously, get yourself
a little knockoff top,

you'll have a whole f*cking outfit.

- Shut up, don't listen to him, okay?

Everything's beneath Lucas
because he's so fabulous

and fantastic.

- Me and this kid wearing Van nines

like what, four days
ago we were hanging out,

it's not fabulous.

- Need I say more?

- Whatever.

- f*ck this sh*t, let's go smoke.

- Yeah, good idea.

Coming, Pee Wee?

- No, I should probably be getting home.

- But--

- Damn, brother.

- It's not even midnight yet,

where you gonna go?

- I gotta work.

- We just graduated, you're supposed to

enjoy this last season in the sun.

- Exactly.

- Where do you work?

- At a pharmacy.

- Like a pharmacy pharmacy?

- Yeah.

- Nice job.

- It's really no big deal, I just

deliver prescriptions for people.

Like old people and stuff.

- Can you get benzos?

Because you know, if you take two benzos

and then you drink a glass of Merlot,

that's like the greatest
thing in the entire world.

- Yeah, especially if you do it

on the back of an eight
ball, it's f*cking perfect.

- Or a vici-S.

That sh*t rocks.

- Yes, I love that, can you get that?

- I don't know, I--

- What, dude, like you never dip.

- Well, only if you can't get caught.

Right?

- Exactly.

So Jonah, what's your phone number?

- Mine?

- Yeah, your number, give it to me.

- Oh, okay, yeah, yeah,

310.

- Yeah.

- [Jonah] 555.

- [Lucas] 555, yeah.

- [Jonah] 4847.

- 4847, great.

Jonah Brand.

Who would've known you were so full

of endless possibilities, man?

(bird chirping)

(dog barking)

- Morning honey.

- Morning.

- [Mom] How'd you sleep?

- All right.

- Oh.

You know they had a b*mb
threat at LAX this morning?

- How would that matter to us?

We haven't left this
city since we moved here.

- Couldn't, it was Hartwood.

- Not my idea.

Public would've been fine by me.

- And you'd be fine
with community college.

Oh, okay.

Then I won't worry about
taking a second mortgage

for your tuition.

- No mom, I want to go to UCLA.

Okay?

Thank you.

- All right.

(phone ringing)

I'll get it.

Hello?

Stephen.

No no no, it's okay, I'm glad you called.

Tonight?

I'm working nights all week,

but this weekend would be good.

- It must be so awesome.

- What?

- Not having to go to stupid
high school ever again.

God, it's like the worst
part in anyone's entire life.

I bet Hartwood was pretty cool, though.

- For some people.

- Yeah.

You have to be really smart to go there.

And you're really smart.

Know where you're going to college yet?

- UCLA.

- Oh.

- Claire, Jonah has three
more deliveries before noon.

- Dad, we were only talking.

Don't be such an as*h*le.

- Mrs. Hanlin called
me twice this morning.

Could you drop off her
prescription on your next run?

- No problem.

- Hey, you know I was thinking.

After you start school, if
you want to stay on that is,

we could try adjusting deliveries

around your class schedule.

Had to work my way through college myself.

- That'd be cool.

(upbeat rock music)

f*ck!

(phone ringing)

Hello?

I mean, (clears throat) what up?

- [Lucas] Jonah.

It's Lucas.

Bring us drugs.

So, what you up to this
Thursday afternoon?

- You know, just chilLing.

- [Lucas] Well we're
hanging poolside at Sara's

if you want to come by,

grace us with your latest
Cobra City couture.

- Right, right.

I just got a few things
to do around the house

and then I'll be right over.

- [Lucas] Outstanding Brand, outstanding.

- All right.

(upbeat rock music)

Later.

- Think I should get a nose job?

- Erin, please, come on,

you know your nose is adorable.

- Yeah, but this magazine

says that a man looks for
symmetry in a woman's face.

It says that your lower lip

should be exactly 20%
larger than your upper lip.

Which means I need a nose job,

because if you'll look at me, please,

my left eye is obviously
closer to my right eye.

- Okay, stop talking, let me see.

No, your nose is perfect.

- Really?

- Yes, Erin, and you shouldn't even be

reading that thing anyway, it's biased.

A cosmetic surgeon wrote it.

(giggling)

Go away.

- Thank you.

- No.

(upbeat rock music)

(doorbell rings)

- What'd you fall into a
f*cking well or something?

- [Jonah] No.

- Shut up and let me see what
you got, what did you bring?

- [Jonah] I couldn't get anything.

- Are you f*cking kidding me?

- [Jonah] No.

Well I, no, I think...

But I think I found a way to get some.

- Good, not a moment too soon.

Come on.

What do you think of the digs?

- It's all right.

- You want a beer?

I'm gonna grab a beer.

Yeah, let's have a beer
while our hostess explores

the limits of good taste in the garden.

- Hey, shouldn't we tell them
that I'm here or something?

- Heel Rover, okay?

They know.

The question is do they give a sh*t.

- I think Sara might.

- I think she wouldn't.

Don't you remember her freshman year,

she was quite the wanton wh*re?

- Lucas, they can seriously be so tedious.

- Then why the f*ck are you
out there watching them?

- I don't like to watch, Lucas.

You oughta know that.

I'm Erin.

- Oh, right.

Erin, this is Jonah, Jonah, this is Erin.

- Oh yeah, you were that kid that got

thrown into the pool, right?

- Yeah, yeah, and you're the girl

that was upstairs at the party.

(chuckles)

- Someone here has a big f*cking mouth.

- It's not as big as--

- Lucas.

- What?

- Can you pour me a f*cking
drink please, so I can leave?

- What are you talking about,

I thought you were coming
to Joseph's with us tonight?

- Nope, Darren Zaft is
taking me to dinner.

- Really.

Darren Zaft, huh?

He's such a nice Jewish boy, that one,

he's a real f*cking mensch.

- How about just give
me the f*cking drink.

- What do you think I'm doing?

Here.

- Nice to meet you.

- Yeah, nice to meet you.

- A barrel of f*cking sunshine, right?

- Hey Jonah, what's up?

- Hi.

- How you doing, buddy?

Let's smoke pot.

- Okay.

I don't want you guys to make fun of me

but I've been thinking,

and I've decided that I
am going to do something

different and important with my life,

like travel to far away
places and help needy people.

- What the f*ck are you talking about?

Like you're honestly gonna be able to feed

starving stick children with
f*cking dysentery gruel?

- Well, I wouldn't feed
them gruel, ret*rd,

I'm gonna feed them something
good, like strawberries.

- Yeah please, the f*cking
lack of Starbucks alone

would have you on the first flight back.

- You wouldn't go there
in the first place.

- Dude, you wouldn't go
in the first place either,

what are you talking about?

- Yeah, no sh*t, man.

Encino's as third world as I'll journey.

- My god, you guys are so f*cking--

- Smart?

- Yeah, smart.

No, you're selfish and you're assholes.

- Well, my selfish soul,

(speaking gibberish)

is rescuing you from your
strawberry philanthropy

and taking you straight to Europe

for a year's worth of (whispering)

- My white knight.

- Yeah, that's all contingent on the fact

that you may not even
get into Brown, remember?

Smart a*s?

- Yeah, well, I'm gonna get in.

If I can impress the hell out of them.

- I cannot believe that they
are flying you out there

for an interview, that's
like the stupidest thing

I ever heard.

- It's f*cking Brown, all right?

It's not UC Berkley, what do you expect?

- Berkley is a good school.

- Yeah well, it may be good,

but it's not good enough for Troy Daniels

of the California
Constructions Daniels here.

No see, only the most esteemed Ivy league

east coast schools are good
enough for our boy here.

Isn't that right?

- Not if I don't get
through this interview.

- Shh.

You are going to be brilliant.

- Yeah, he's always brilliant.

Brilliant f*cking brilliant.

sh*t yo, it's like nine, we
should probably be going guys.

- Wait, where are you guys going?

- Joseph's.

Chevo is spinning tonight.

You should come with us.

- Whoa, hey, easy, easy fellas, okay,

let's not go crazy here.

And I'm not trying to be a d*ck here,

but the kid's been smoking
our weed, drinking our beer

all friggin' day, I just think it's time

for a little reciprocation.

- Shut up, okay, of course
you can come with us.

Now, I am going to go get dressed.

Jesus.

(chuckles)

I am all right.

- [Troy] All right.

- I have money.

- Oh you have money?

Oh that's great man, what
did your mom give you what,

a raise in your allowance?

Hey look dude, come here, come on.

It's all copacetic, okay?

But I just think it's time
you chipped in a little bit,

you know?

And I figured you got this job,

why not share the wealth, you
understand what I'm saying?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Because we try to help
each other out, you know?

Friends help friends help friends,

and we're all friends, right?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,
we're definitely friends.

- Great, great, great.

Okay, now, you know I'm not asking

for the world here, right?

It's just a little taste, a
little something something.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.

- Great man.

- [Troy] See you later, Jone.

- Yeah, thanks Troy, later.

Hey.

- Yeah?

- Tell Troy I said goodbye.

- Oh yeah yeah yeah, you got it.

- No, not Troy, Sara.

(light music)

♪ Don't think about all
those things you feel ♪

♪ Just be glad to be here ♪

♪ Don't think about all
those things you feel ♪

♪ Just be glad to be here ♪

♪ Don't think about all
those things you feel ♪

- What if I screw up this Brown interview?

On purpose?

That way I could go to Berkley.

- You don't want to do that.

- I don't want to go to Brown.

- You have to go to Brown.

Your dad would k*ll you if you didn't.

- What about us?

- We'll just pine for
each other endlessly.

Thanksgiving is an eternity.

- Well, we'll have some
weekends, you know?

- You should've applied to Brown with me.

- Shoulda, woulda, coulda.

- So much time.

♪ Don't think about all
those things you feel ♪

♪ Just be glad to be here ♪

♪ Don't think about all
those things you feel ♪

♪ Just be glad to be here ♪

♪ Just be glad to be here ♪

♪ Just be glad to be here ♪

(knocking)

♪ Just be glad to be here ♪

(knocking)

- f*cking coming, hold on.

What?

Oh, oh, dude, what's up, come on in.

I don't where Troy got it
but it's f*cking garbage,

I'm flushing the sh*t out with vodka.

- Hi Erin.

Where's Sara and Troy?

- They're taking a shower upstairs.

- They're f*cking.

- Or both, my guess is both.

You want a drink?

- Yeah, yeah yeah, I'll take a--

- Hey, who would you rather
f*ck, Britney or Jamie Lynn?

- Who the f*ck is Jamie Lynn?

The little sister, right?

- Yeah.

- Oh, her, all f*cking day, any day.

- Why?

- She's f*cking cleaner
probably, you know?

She's young.

- Tiny vaginy makes your d*ck feel big.

Lucas, get your sh*t together.

- f*ck, this f*cking crap coke.

- I might have something for that.

- What the hell is that?

Oh yo, thank you so f*cking much.

What?

- Well, they're for everybody.

- Yeah, well, f*ck
everybody, Jonah, all right?

Trust me on this one, you get me all

amped on f*cking bad coke,

I'm seriously gonna sh**t
you in the f*cking face.

- That's actually true.

- I know a thing or two about
a thing or two, all right?

- Jonah!

- Jonah, my man.

I've seen some back f*cking sh*t...

Hey, brother, you are f*cked up.

- Look at you, Mr. Sweaty.

- Stop it.

- I just had a brilliant idea.

- Wha?

- Bad cokie calls for

Karaoke!
- Karaoke!

- No, no no, no.

I'm not f*cking going, I'm not going.

I don't sing.

I don't sing.

Stop touching me.

(slurred singing)

(singing in foreign language)

- He's actually pretty good.

- I know.

We take him here whenever
he gets super wasted.

- I think he f*cking sucks.

- Hey, you don't have the
ba*ls to get up there.

- I'm tone deaf.

- Okay.

(singing in foreign language)

(catcalling)

- You're all a bunch of f*cking sl*ves!

f*ck you, thank you very much.

Love you.

(cheering)

- I don't know any of
the words of the song,

but you're good, crazy.

(laughing)

(Amazing Grace playing)

- Ah, thank you very much, appreciate it.

Greatly.

- Oh my god.

- Are you ready?

- No, no, you are disgusting.

- Yeah, but they sure help
you hit the high notes, right?

- Shut up and drink, sugar t*ts, okay?

- Fine.

- Last one down buys the next round.

- Wait, wait, I'm not ready.

- Hurry up, all right, everybody.

- Thank you.

- One, two, go.

(laughs)

- f*ck.

- I'm sorry.

- Garcon.

Un mas, por favor.

- That's very polite.

Garcon.

- I used two different
languages, it's classy.

(coughing)

- Uh-oh, are you okay?

- No.

(mumbling)

(chattering)

- They're funny.

- My god, you should've seen
them when they were dating.

- They dated?

- Yeah man, for about a month.

You should go for her.

- They kinda dated, they
had sex for two weeks,

and then they fought for two weeks,

and then they said "no mas."

- "No mas."

So yeah, go for her.

- No, no, she's not my type.

(applauding)

- Now, Sara sings Do
It To Me One More Time.

- Yeah!

(applauding)

All right!

Oh my god!

Make me proud.

- Hit it.

(light music playing)

- Yeah, sexy mama!

♪ Do that to me one more time ♪

♪ Once is never enough ♪

♪ With a man like you ♪

♪ Do that to me one more time ♪

♪ I can never get enough ♪

♪ Of a man like you, whoa ♪

♪ Kiss me ♪

- I love you Sara Weller!

♪ Like you just did ♪

♪ Oh baby ♪

I love you baby!

♪ Do that to me once again ♪

(cheering)

I love you Sara Weller!

(Troy howls)

- Command performance,
command performance.

Now by popular demand,
Troy sings Ballroom Blitz.

- Oh no, no no no, no thank you.

- It's a command performance.

- I don't want to.

- Karaoke don't allow no shy.

- [Sara] Come on.

- Yeah, it's okay, thank you.

- Please?

- I'll do it.

- Hello Jonah.

- Hey, there you go.

Yeah, go up there, Jonah.

- Jonah.

(applauding)

- Come on.

(upbeat rock music playing)

- You're so amazing.

♪ Oh it's been getting so hard ♪

♪ Living with things you do to me ♪

(chattering)

- [Sara] Go Jonah!

- [Troy] Yeah buddy!

♪ I see a man in the back ♪

♪ As a matter of fact ♪

♪ His eyes are as red as the sun ♪

♪ And the girl in the corner,
let no one ignore her ♪

♪ 'Cause she thinks she's
the passionate one ♪

♪ Oh yeah, it was like lightning ♪

(laughing)

(cheers)

- Jonah!

♪ And we were all grooving ♪

♪ Yeah yeah yeah yeah ♪

- Crazy, man.

- Go bucket boy go.

- That's not even funny.

(chattering)

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

(laughing)

♪ And the man in the back
said "everyone attack" ♪

♪ And it turned into a ballroom blitz ♪

♪ And the girl in the corner said ♪

♪ "Boy, I want to warn you" ♪

♪ "It'll turn into a ballroom blitz" ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

- Hey, watch out.

- [Jonah] What?

- You're tailing that guy so bad.

- You are the sexiest
BMW driving young man

I've ever seen in my life.

- Lucas likes Jonah.

Do you?

- No.

Of course not, you're a h*m*.

♪ And the man in the back said... ♪

(yelling)

♪ And the girl in the corner said ♪

♪ "Boy, I want to warn you" ♪

♪ "It'll turn into a ballroom blitz" ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

♪ Ballroom blitz ♪

- Jonah, we gotta talk about UCLA.

- I'm busy, Mom.

- [Mom] You gotta pick your
class schedule sometime.

- Not this second I don't.

- So who are these new friends of yours?

- Mom, I'm trying to concentrate here.

Okay?

- Would you mind looking at
me when I'm talking to you?

Thank you, my young sweet prince.

- [Jonah] What?

- Who are they?

- People, Mom, just people, all right?

- Oh, people, of course.

I never would've guessed.

How unusual.

- Ha ha.

- Why don't you invite them over?

Maybe have a movie
night here or something.

We gotta talk about this sometime.

- Uh huh.

(upbeat electronic music)

- So I hear this guy Danny's kinda ghetto,

but he's supposed to be cool, so.

- Where did you meet this guy, anyway?

- I didn't.

Troy did.

Surfing, it sounds like.

- Oh god, another surfer.

Breeding sounds impeccable.

Is he cute?

- How the f*ck should I know?

I haven't met him yet.

- Well if he's not, someone there is,

and they are going to loan me d*ck.

(laughs)

- Well you know, if you really need it,

I'm always here for you, Rin.

- I'll never be that desperate again.

- Uh uh, never say never.

- Never f*cking ever.

- Ever f*cking never.

- Double never f*cking ever.

- Jesus, you don't have
to be so harsh about it.

- Truth hurts, tiny.

- Who the f*ck you calling tiny?

- This one.

- Very cute.

Gimme a pill.

- I only have a few left.

- So what?

Give me one.

- So I promised Sara that
I would give her some

when we got to the party.

- When did you talk to Sara?

- I called her after you called me.

- Oh sh*t.

Jonah, I seriously think you should

probably try and get yourself
a little trim tonight

at this party, okay?

- [Erin] Yeah.

- Wait, what do you mean?

- He means stop jerking off to Sara

and find your own f*cking p*ssy.

(chuckles)

- Yeah, well I wasn't gonna
say it like that, but yeah.

- My way's funnier.

- And it's probably not
a good idea to call her

while Troy's at Brown this weekend either.

- Seriously.

- You guys are assholes.

- Dude, I'm not holding
it against you man, okay?

All I'm saying is that jerking off to Sara

is as close as you're
gonna get, all right?

Buy some tissues.

(Erin laughs)

- I don't do that.

(laughing)

- Yeah right.

Look at his hand like
frozen in the position.

(laughs)

- Yeah, and this is coming from the chick

that f*cking fell asleep while
using her battery operated.

- Lucas.

- Didn't you get like a yeast infection

from that or something?

- I was drunk.

Can you shut up?

He's lying.

- We seriously shouldn't be in
the same car with this chick.

- Have you no restraint?

- Not when it comes to yeast infections.

- [Erin] f*ck you.

- Yo, Jonah, do me a favor though?

- Yeah.

- When we get to the party,
we're gonna go in first,

just wait like five
minutes before you come in.

You know, so we don't get all crowded,

you know, we can have our space.

You get it, right?

You know what I mean?

- Yeah.

- Good.

(hip hop music)

- What the f*ck...

Who the f*ck are you?

- Who are you?

- I'm the guy whose
house you're partying in.

- Oh,

sorry, Danny right?

- Do I know you?

- No, no, I'm a friend of Troy's.

- Troy?

- Yeah.

- Oh, yeah, I got you homes, yeah.

Dude's f*cking dope on a board.

- Excuse me?

- He's a shredder.

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

I hear he's very talented.

- Hey Jonah.

- Hey.

You danced really well.

(laughs)

- Yeah.

How come you're not getting
out there, Jonah Jone?

- I don't know, I don't
feel like it I guess.

- You're so funny.

- Why's that?

- I don't know, it's like

you're two different people sometimes,

or something.

Like tonight you're quiet,

but at karaoke you were crazy.

- Which one do you like better?

- I don't know.

- Excuse me, excuse me.

Hey man, you thirsty?

- Thanks.

- All right, all right.

You having fun?

- Sure.

- Hey, you liar.

- We gotta hit the hay, baby girl.

- Okay.

- Ooh.

See, now that is what I love about Sara.

I might not get to bang her,

but she's gold about
giving it away, you know?

Take some notes.

(loud rock music)

- Lucas.

- You okay, man?

(chattering)

- Come on.

Almost to the car.

- [Lucas] You need to
find you a new boyfriend.

- [Sara] I know.

- [Lucas] This one's broken.

- He's broken.

You're so heavy.

- Whoa, watch your head, watch your head.

(laughing)

All right.

Here, give me your hand.

You take this, you call me if
you need anything, all right?

Lay back and try and get some
sleep, you'll feel better.

- All right.

- Bye.

I love you.

I'll see you in the morning.

- Okay.

- Let's go see if that
chick has a friend, man.

Try and get you laid.

- Well...

You think someone should stay with him?

- Right.

Watch one of your boys sleep
or go get my ba*ls licked,

that's a tough question.

You're on your own.

- Hey Troy.

Are you gonna be okay?

- f*ck you, man.

- All right.

Hey, watch your feet.

- All right.

Thanks man.

- Yeah.

- [Sara] Jonah Jone.

Jonah Jone!

(steady dance music)

(doorbell rings)

(crying)

(screams)

(siren wailing)

(banging)

- Sara come on, open the g*dd*mn
door, we're gonna be late.

- I'm almost ready.

- Look, I don't care what you're
doing in there, all right,

just finish it up and get out
here, everybody's waiting.

- Okay, just two more seconds.

- You said that 20
minutes ago, now hurry up.

What the f*ck are you doing here?

- I was just driving by and...

- Didn't I tell you we'd
meet you at the funeral?

- Yeah.

I don't know, I saw your car
so I thought I'd stop and...

- She won't come out.

- Hey Sara, it's me Jonah.

Hey, listen, you can ride with me

to the funeral if you'd like.

- What the f*ck is that?

- Sara, please just get out here, okay?

It's not gonna take that long,

but we gotta do this, all right?

- Hi.

- How did you get up there?

- I flew.

Or I just used your mom's window.

- I'm trying

to get ready.

Lucas

is banging on the door

and he's rushing me.

I'm not finished with my makeup,

and I can't find my ring.

I don't really want to go

unless I have...

Thank you.

(banging)

- [Lucas] Enough already.

Let's go, Sara, come on.

- Your resourcefulness is
f*cking annoying sometimes.

(birds chirping)

- I'm gonna go talk to her.

- Sweetie, you're sorry.

- No I'm not.

- [Erin] Sara.

- You know, maybe you should wait.

You know, until after the reception.

- I'm not going to the reception.

(chattering)

Mrs. Daniels?

I wanted you to know...

I wanted to...

- Why are you here?

- Excuse me?

God.

I should've listened to you.

I can't believe that I
talked to his mom like that.

- She didn't know what she was saying.

- She knew what she was saying.

- Lucas.

- What?

f*ck her anyway, she was (mumbling)

- No she didn't.

- Sara.

In his mom's eyes, Troy could
do no wrong, you know that.

- Come on Lucas, all
parents are like that.

- Not mine.

- Thank you.

I think that we should go over there.

- Why would we go--

- I think that we should apologize.

- Apologize for what?

We didn't do anything wrong.

- We didn't do anything?

What the f*ck are you talking about?

We were all with him, Lucas.

We put him in the car.

- No, Troy did that to
himself, you know that.

- Well we didn't have
to put him in the car.

- He didn't have to get
so f*cked up, now did he?

- What are you talking about?

He was your best friend.

- You don't think I know that?

- Well you're not really acting like it.

- How the f*ck am I supposed to act?

- I don't know, but you're
not supposed to act like this.

- Hey!

Hey.

(sighs)

- Sara, I'm sorry, okay?

Just...

Don't listen to me,

I don't know what the f*ck
I'm talking about, all right?

- I'm sorry too.

(crickets chirping)

(light guitar music)

♪ I'll tell you flat out ♪

♪ It hurts so much to think of this ♪

♪ So from my thoughts I will exclude ♪

♪ The very thing that ♪

♪ I hate more than everything is ♪

♪ The way I'm powerless ♪

♪ To dictate my own moods ♪

♪ I've thrown away ♪

♪ So many things that
could've been much more ♪

♪ And I just pray ♪

♪ My problems go away if they're ignored ♪

♪ But that's not the way it works ♪

♪ No that's not the way it works ♪

- I thought your mom was
coming home after Belize?

- She was, but now her
and some of the cast

are going to St. Martin
when the sh**t's done.

- Hmm.

What'd she say about Troy?

- She wants me to fly to
the set to be with her.

- You should.

- I don't know.

There'll be all those people around.

None of them would know...

I don't know, they'd all be
partying, it's just stupid.

- [Man] Sara Weller?

- Yeah?

- I'm Phil Heckwith, I'm a
friend of the Daniels family.

Sure hope you girls are using a sunscreen

with a high SPF rating.

I use 75 myself.

At my pool, at a beach.

Clarence.

Never heard of it.

- Yeah, that's 'cause it's from Barney's.

- Good.

I like Barney's.

- Yeah, I can tell.

- Erin.

- What?

- Just come on.

- Look, I was sorry to hear about Troy.

I didn't know him, but from
what his parents told me,

he was a hell of a kid.

- Well how do you know his parents?

- I'm sort of an employee.

Hired to find out about his passing.

- Find out what?

- Oh, you know.

This and that.

- We already told them everything we know.

And we also told the police.

- Either one of you know
what flunitrazepam is?

Date r*pe drug?

- Yeah?

- Either of you take some that night?

- No, I've never even
seen that stuff before.

- Yeah, well, Troy did.

A lot of it, from what we know.

- What do you mean a lot?

- Oh, far more than he should.

And considering the level of alcohol

and cocaine in his blood...

You know it's a class A misdemeanor

just to possess that stuff?

And to sell it?

That's a felony, six years minimum.

You just give it to someone,

and the court considers as if you sold it.

But that's hard to prove
without an eyewitness, you know.

If someone gave someone a
roofie, like they did to Troy.

- Yeah, wow.

What you're saying is just so interesting.

But we're done listening to you now,

so why don't you just
troll your little a*s

right back out the gate
from where you came, okay?

- I was just hoping one
of you might be able

to tell me who gave it to him?

- No.

- Would Lucas Sutherland know?

Jonah Brand?

- They never mentioned it.

- Ah, you know what?

I'll just ask them myself.

I'm sorry to interrupt you ladies.

Clarence.

I'm gonna have to remember that word.

- f*cking creep.

I'm so sorry.

That guy was such a douchebag.

(light rock music)

- My son is not a druggie.

- That true, Jonah?

- Yes.

- Never tried cocaine?

- No.

- Never had a puff off a joint before?

- He's an 18 year old boy
growing up in Los Angeles, okay?

Doesn't that question answer itself?

- I wouldn't want to meet a saint

even if I had the opportunity, right?

Would you?

You and Sara were quite
close, weren't you Jonah?

- She's my friend.

- Not your girlfriend.

- She's Troy's girlfriend.

- Not anymore, is she?

- My son already answered you, okay?

He told you he doesn't know when or where

Troy got those roofies,
so if you have a question,

I would just appreciate it
if you could just ask him,

Jonah will answer it, and
you can leave our home.

- Well I did ask a question.

- Sara still loves Troy.

- Well I guess that's it.

- Done now?

- Yep.

- Okay.

- That guy's a f*cking scumbag.

What the f*ck are Troy's parents doing

sending around an errand boy
for them in the first place?

- They can't blame us.

- They're totally blaming us.

- No, they're blaming whoever
gave Troy the roofies.

- Yeah, and we're lucky he didn't ask us

to take a blood test to see
if we'd f*cking taken any.

- I don't even know what they are.

- Well you should've told the
golf shirt detective that,

Jonah, then you would've
completely exonerated yourself.

- I'm not trying to exonerate
myself from anything, Lucas.

- Is that why you told him
you don't do blow, Jonah?

Huh?

Oh, oh, no, Mr. golf shirt f*ck, no,

I don't do cocaine, I'm an
angel walking among the fallen,

my system is as pure as the f*cking snow.

- I haven't done anything to you.

- Are you f*cking kidding me?

- I mean it.

- Oh, you mean it.

Look who's trying to
grow some f*cking ba*ls

all of a sudden--

- Will you shut the f*ck up?

- This f*cking prick,
he's driving me crazy.

- Well maybe I should go.

- Yeah, you know what?

Maybe you should.

- No.

I don't want you to.

- Thank you.

- Just stop.

(sighs)

- All right, so nobody knows

where Troy got the roofies, right?

So why don't we go find out then?

- It could've been a million people there.

- We didn't even know
who threw that party.

- Then f*cking whatever,
let's go over there

and let's ask and let's find out

who was selling the f*cking--

- What good is that gonna do, Lucas?

- It could be making it worse.

- f*ck that, it can't get worse.

- I'm just thinking about his parents.

- Well they certainly aren't
thinking about any of us,

now are they?

- Why do you have to be such a prick?

- Because it's the
primal core of my being.

- f*ck you.

- Hey gladly, just name the place.

- That's not funny.

- Sara, I'm sorry, it's...

Ah, sh*t.

- I'm gonna go get a beer.

- Can you get me a vodka and OJ?

- Yo, could you grab me a
beer too, if that's cool?

- Sure.

(light music)

♪ So I have to know ♪

♪ Where do good times go ♪

♪ When will tonight end ♪

♪ And where did it all begin ♪

♪ Some of them are friends ♪

- [Lucas] You know what we should do?

- [Erin] Hmm?

- Just get out of here
for the weekend, you know?

Just go down to TJ or something,
like we did last summer.

- I can't, it's my dad's
birthday next weekend.

- So let's go after that.

- Maybe.

- No Jonah though.

(Erin sighs)

Remember the other night
when we crashed here?

- Yeah?

- We were sleeping on the floor, right?

- Right.

- I woke up, Jonah was
sleeping on Sara's bed.

- [Erin] Get outta here.

- I swear to god.

Yeah, it's just weird sh*t
like that with that kid,

he bugs me out.

♪ And so I have to know ♪

♪ Did you like the show ♪

♪ And do you remember when ♪

♪ You'd call me now and then ♪

♪ We knew it couldn't last ♪

♪ On such different paths ♪

♪ Where do old friends go ♪

♪ As bright as the snow ♪

- [Pharmacist] One more, Jonah.

(chattering)

- Yes sir.

(door sensor chimes)

(door sensor chiming)

- I hope it's okay that I'm like,

just stopping by like this.

- I'm glad you did.

I called a couple times.

I figured you needed your space.

- Yeah.

I didn't really leave my
room for a couple of days.

Erin crashed last night.

- That's good.

How's she?

- She's fine.

- And Lucas?

- I don't know.

I can't really sleep or eat or anything.

It's like I'm just, I'm feeling I'm this

big pointless, I don't know, nothing.

I shouldn't have come here.

- No, wait.

Maybe we should go away for the weekend.

You know, escape everything for a while.

- Where?

- I don't know.

Tijuana?

- Yeah, Erin might be into that.

- Well you know, it's her
dad's birthday tomorrow.

- Right.

- And me and Lucas--

- No, I just, I can't take
you guys fighting anymore.

- We could even leave
tomorrow morning, if you like.

- Okay.

(loud rock music)

♪ I'm coming over ♪

♪ I'm coming over ♪

♪ I'm coming over ♪

- San Diego?

- Yeah Mom, what's the big deal?

Jesus.

- The big deal?

We don't...

I'd like to meet her.

- You will.

- Before you leave.

- After, I gotta go.

Bye.

- No Jonah, no.

Jonah.

No!

Jonah!

Jonah.

- What?

- Where's Sara's mother?

- In Belize, acting in some movie.

- Her dad?

- She doesn't have one.

I gotta go.

- Jonah...

♪ I'm coming over ♪

♪ I'm coming over ♪

♪ I'm coming over ♪

♪ Coming over ♪

- You're not gonna believe this sh*t.

- What?

- She went to Mexico
with f*cking K-mart boy.

- Bullshit.

- No, I've been calling
her cell all morning,

she won't pick up.

I call her house, the maid
says she went to Mexico

for the weekend.

- And how do you know she went with Jonah?

- Oh please, who else
is Sara gonna be with?

And besides, he's not
picking up his phone either.

- So she took your advice.

- No, no no no no no no.

See, I never f*cking told
her about going down there.

f*cking Jonah.

That little Salvation Army f*gg*t

must've heard me talking about it.

- Do you know how f*cking
paranoid you sound right now?

- Don't you think any of this
is just slightly suspicious?

- No, I don't, I think you
sound slightly Ret*rded.

- What are you talking about?

- Why don't you just come over.

- Why?

- Oh, I forgot, you have
such important sh*t to do.

- Oh ha ha ha ha ha, very f*cking funny.

- Hello?

(steady rock music)

- Thanks for letting me come.

Yeah, so it's Trevor,
Elbar, Main Street, might?

- Yeah, yeah, Trevor's your man, I mean,

he's gonna hook you up
with whatever you want.

- So I can roll up there
by myself, that's cool?

- You got it.

- Appreciate it, peace,
I'll see you later.

- God, I feel so good.

- Heaven.

- Today has been the best day

of my entire life.

- Really?

- Yeah.

(light rock music)

♪ On a night like this ♪

♪ I will hold you in my arms ♪

♪ If you should feel the pull ♪

♪ Baby hold on ♪

♪ Baby hold on ♪

♪ On a night like this ♪

♪ I would keep you by my side ♪

♪ Try to catch your breath ♪

♪ And baby don't cry ♪

- Jonah.

Stop.

Jonah.

Jonah!

Stop.

(crickets chirping)

- What did I do?

What did I do?

What did I do?

- Should we try going to sleep?

- I want to go home.

I want to go home.

- This is cool out here, man.

You got space, you can smoke and stuff.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, Danny's party was tight, man.

I had a real good time, like
I hooked up with this chick,

she let me like play with her
t*ts and stuff, it was fun.

- I guess you didn't come
for the company, huh?

- No, no.

Yo, you got anything to come down on?

- I got a couple of blues.

- Yeah, actually I was
looking for some roofies.

You see I had some at the
party, they like laid me out,

and I wanted to get my hands on some more.

- That's a fat way to come down, kid.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I guess my boy must've
got 'em from you there.

You know him, right?

Troy?

Tall kid?

- That cornbread looking mother f*ck?

- Yeah.

- That cat is a straight
hoover bag, you know that?

- What do you mean?

- I mean I watched him do a
quart of G in five minutes.

- Yeah, sounds like Troy.

- It's f*cked up, yo.

Talking a g*ng of sh*t
to that friend of his.

- What are you talking about, what friend?

(intense rock music)

- Hey, listen Sara, I'm really...

I'm sorry!

- Jonah?

- Sorry I'm late, I'll
get to work right now.

- You all right?

- Have you ever done something

to someone that you shouldn't have?

- God, I'm so stupid.

I'm such a f*cking idiot.

- No.

I slept with lots of guys
when I was drunk, okay?

It's not--

- Erin, it's different than that.

You know that it is.

You haven't ever done anything, ever,

like I just did to Troy.

- Okay.

But it's not all your fault.

- It's not like we meant for it to happen.

We didn't go down there
planning on doing anything.

- You didn't.

- Don't say that.

- Jonah.

Get in the car.

Get in the f*cking car.

Guess where I just stopped at, Jonah.

Can you guess?

Guess who just told me you
sold the drugs to Troy?

- No.

- No?

No, don't you f*cking lie to
me, you little piece of sh*t.

Don't you f*cking lie to me.

He knew your name, Jonah.

He knew your f*cking name.

You hear me?

f*cking lie to me!

Say it!

Say you f*cking did it,
say you f*cking did it,

you f*cking say it.

(lighter clicking)

Now get the f*ck out of my car.

Go work.

- Hey, Jonah.

Wanna go to lunch?

You all right?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'll go.

- Cool.

Let me change real quick.

Stupid lab jackets are so gross.

- Hey!

Your f*cking f*gg*t stock boy
is stealing drugs from you!

He's handing out pills like
it's f*cking Christmas!

Go on you f*cking f*gg*t!

f*cking tell him!

- How about Chinese?

- You know it's a federal
offense to steal medication?

At any level?

That boy wasn't lying, was he.

Jonah, I'm gonna let you go.

Right now, in fact.

(steady rock music)

- What are you doing here?

- Doing what you do in a place like this.

Picking up my medication.

See you later, kid.

(steady rock music)

- Well aren't you full of surprises.

- I've been calling.

- Yeah.

I've been crazy busy.

- Doing what?

- What are you doing
in my back yard, Jonah?

- I worry, Sara.

I just want to make everything right.

- What?

- Tijuana.

I'm really sorry.

- It was a mistake.

- But I can be better, so much better.

- It's not about that.

- I know, I know, but see,
that's why I want to fix it.

Because I know I can, if you just let me.

Will you let me?

Please?

- I think you need to go.

- He thought a lot of himself, didn't he?

Troy.

Everyone at Hartwood thought
a lot about themselves.

And why shouldn't they, when
they have so much and I have...

But you.

- You need to go.

- That first night,

the first night you spoke to me.

You wanted to be my friend because I knew

who Samantha Carabinas was.

It was unimaginable.

It was everything I ever wanted.

Then there was Troy.

Touching you, grabbing
you, and kissing you.

- Jonah.

- You remember singing to me?

- No.

- At karaoke.

- I was singing to Troy.

- No, no, see, you sang to me.

- By all means, man, have one more.

- I know you did.

You sang to me for a
moment, and I knew it then.

I knew you cared then.

- Jonah, I do care, okay, but I love Troy.

- But you sang to me.

- So?

- Then we danced together.

- Jonah.

- And we got high together.

- None of that means anything.

- No, it did, it did mean something!

I'm sorry.

I'm...

God.

Sorry.

Sara.

I want to confront the situation.

- Jonah, just forget TJ, okay?

- No, no, not that.

The night with Troy at the party.

- Jesus f*cking Christ.

Come on, Jonah.

Never had blow like this man, look at it.

It's practically f*cking yellow.

You know this night is it, right?

When I stop being me
and start being some guy

that I don't even f*cking know.

Join the Cig Eps.

Just like Pops.

What do they call that sh*t?

What do they call it?

- Call what?

- You know, f*cking, a legacy.

I'm gonna be a jackass legacy.

Pathetic.

- I'm gonna go.

- You can't go, Jonah Jone.

- I'm gonna get home.

- Yeah, you know it,
man, you f*cking know it.

Anyway, come here.

- I gave him the pills,
and I bought them for him,

but I swear, I didn't
know what they would do.

- You gotta have something to

take the edge off.

- Yo, f*ck that, you f*cked up enough.

- I know, all right?

I got three roofies, I'll
give you half of one.

- I'll buy two off you for 50 bucks.

- f*ck that, you'll go down for good.

- You believe me, right?

- It's not gonna do sh*t.

f*ck you too.

- You understand.

- Jonah, come here.

Do me a favor, all right?

Go buy those two roofies off him.

- Yeah, but he just said...

- I'm sorry about going
off like that, all right?

The hum's f*cking with my head.

Do me a favor and hook
that sh*t up, all right?

You wouldn't want Sara to
see me like this, would you?

- My boss fired me today

because he found about
me stealing the pills.

The pills that I've been stealing for you.

- Can you hook me up
with those two roofies?

- So you can go give 'em
to hoover bag in there?

- No, no, they're for me.

And Sara.

- If he reports me, I go to jail.

But not if you come with me.

If you come with me, then
we can go to Tijuana,

and I can make it right between us,

the way it's supposed to be.

I can get pills, and I can get money,

but you, just say you'll come with me.

Come with me please.

Please.

- Okay.

- Okay.

(light rock music)

♪ You've got a nerve
to be asking a favor ♪

♪ You've got a nerve to
be calling my number ♪

♪ I know we've been through this before ♪

♪ Can't you hear me ♪

(phone ringing)

- [Sara] Hey it's Sara,
you've reached my cell,

leave me a message, bye.

(beeps)

- Hey, it's me, I'm at my house right now,

I am gonna put a bag together
and I will be right over.

- Where do you think you're going?

- Just to Sara's house,
her cabin, up at Big Bear--

- That was Mr. Miller's
daughter on the phone just now.

- Yeah?

- Mhmm, and he's on his
way over to the pharmacy

because it was broken into.

- Wow, really?

- Yeah, really.

You're not going anywhere, Jonah.

- Mom, I'm--

- Jonah, you are not going anywhere, okay?

Somebody is coming over here.

- Why?

- $60,000, Jonah.

- Mom, no one stole $60,000--

- $60,000.

- That's crazy!

- That is what I have paid for your school

for the last four years,

and now you have taken all
of that time and that money--

- I didn't want to go there, Mom!

- That is not--

- In fact, I was f*cking miserable!

- Jonah, that is no excuse--

- Do you hear me?!

f*cking miserable!

Miserable!

I wasn't human there, Mom!

Do you f*cking hear me?!

I was miserable!

I wasn't f*cking human!

I gotta go!

(shouting)

(crying)

Are you okay?

I'm sorry.

Mom, I'm so sorry.

- Get out!

- f*ck!

(dog barking)

- Oh god.

Oh my.

(banging)

(banging)

(banging)

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

- [Sara] Jonah.

- Hey, I'm at your house,
you're supposed to be here.

- [Sara] Yeah, I'm not home, okay?

- I can see that.

- [Sara] I gotta go, Jonah.

- What?

- [Sara] I gotta go.

Wait...

You f*cking kidding me?

Kidding me, are you kidding me?

Are you f*cking kidding me?!

f*ck, f*ck f*ck!

- Jonah.

Bad day?

(screaming)

- No, it was an accident.

- Who cares if it was an accident
or it wasn't an accident,

all right?

- You're the one who said
that Troy k*lled himself.

- Yeah, that was before I knew
Jonah bought him the pills

and f*cking gave them to him.

- You know, he didn't
know what he was doing.

- Think about this for a second.

The little c*cksucker's
infatuated with you, all right?

And do you honestly think
that he was helping Troy

by feeding him a bunch of pills

a drug dealer wouldn't even give him?

- You don't even want to
hear his side of the story.

- Jesus Christ.

- You never liked him.

- It's like talking to f*cking wallpaper.

- You can shut up now.

- Shut up--

- We've heard enough.

You're harassing her--

- Chill the f*ck out, I am
chill, she's not listening.

- Just leave her alone.

God.

- Never met anyone with a
bigger f*cking mouth, seriously.

- Uh huh.

- Just don't talk.

Just don't talk.

- Because I'm the only one
that's f*cking saying anything.

(crickets chirping)

(water dripping)

(knocking)

- I'm in here.

- You hate me.

- No, I really don't, Jonah.

- Then what are you doing to me?

- What are you talking about?

- You hung up on me.

- I was freaking out, okay?

- Did you tell Lucas and Erin about Troy?

- No.

(crying)

- God dammit.

God dammit.

(doorbell rings)

Want one?

- No.

- Come on.

- I don't want it, Jonah.

I just said I don't want it.

- You know I watched you.

From the first day I saw you at Hartwood.

Our freshman yeah, you wore long skirts,

and you brought bagged
lunches and you played tennis.

And in sophomore year, you
stopped bringing bagged lunches

and you started wearing miniskirts.

And then junior year,
no more tennis, nothing.

Just Troy.

I would've given anything to be him.

But I was Jonah Brand.

Kid without a car, no friends.

Whose mom drove him to
school 'til he was a senior.

How could I talk to you?

It was an impossibility.

Until I saw your mom in that movie,

a week before graduation.

- You lied.

- I know.

And I'm sorry, and I'm really sorry.

- It's okay, Jonah.

It's really okay.

- But it worked, didn't it?

It worked.

You talked to me, you finally talked to me

after four years of being invisible.

I mean, that's all I ever
wanted was your friendship.

- We are friends, Jonah,
okay, we're friends.

But that's it.

- No.

Not anymore.

Not after Mexico.

- Please let go of my hand, Jonah.

- I'm so stupid.

- Please let go.

Please.

- You know Lucas?

- Yeah, we met.

- I'll go get Sara.

(suspenseful music)

- It's your favorite.

You use them.

We had them every day when
we were down in Mexico.

But we're not going anywhere now, are we?

Are we?

- Sara?

Sara?

Are you in there?

- I'll be right out.

- We'll be downstairs.

- Go on, take them.

- No.

- Take them!

- You take them!

Jonah, what are you doing?

(crying)

Jonah.

Jonah, don't, please.

Please, Jonah.

- I just want to make
everything okay, all right?

I just want to make everything okay.

(crying)

I love you.

- Please.

(crying)

(light rock music)

♪ On a night like this ♪

♪ I will hold you in my arms ♪

♪ If you should feel the pull ♪

♪ Baby hold on ♪

♪ Baby hold on ♪

♪ On a night like this ♪

♪ I will keep you by my side ♪

♪ Try to catch your breath ♪

♪ And baby don't cry ♪

♪ Baby don't cry ♪

♪ This is the fog that blurs the line ♪

♪ Between you and me ♪

♪ This is the mood of August night ♪

♪ Falls into the sea ♪

♪ Drive to the ocean ♪

♪ Drive for me ♪

♪ On a night like this ♪

♪ There's no one else around ♪

♪ If you should feel ashamed ♪

♪ Baby come down ♪

♪ On a night like this ♪

♪ There's no one else around ♪

♪ If you should feel ashamed ♪

♪ Baby come down ♪

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