All language subtitles for 17-De

Hello? Hello, Maggie.

It's me.

Well, congratulate me. I just wrapped up
my last final. It was a cinch. You're

right. I shouldn't have gotten so
uptight about it.

Well, the first year's behind us now,
kid. What do you say we go out and

celebrate?

Sorry, Laura, I can't. I met this really
neat guy today and he asked me out. At

least I think he's neat. It was also
spontaneous.

Something inside me just said, go for
it. And go for it you should.

It's my fault for not making definite
plans sooner.

Listen, have a great time.

Give me a call tomorrow and tell me
every detail.

I'm sorry, Laura. Why don't you give Kim
a call? Try to inject something more

exciting into her life other than the
late show.

You're right. We've got to do something
to broaden her horizons, if you know

what I mean.

Okay, bye -bye.

June 2nd, 1982.

Today I finished my freshman year at Cal
State.

It's really an accomplishment, because I
never thought I'd get through the first

semester. But it's just murder trying to
get through anything without Alex here

with me.

God, I love him.

Why did he have to pick Harvard of all
universities?

He thinks we need our own growing space,
but I'm not so sure.

All I can do is remember the way he
holds me when he wants me.

How he takes me in his arms, full of
desire and emotion.

The look in his eyes when he merges his
body with mine.

The sweet taste of his kisses.

What'll I do for the next three months?

He's going off to Europe with his
parents for the summer, and I'm left

make out the best way I can.

Thank you.

Hmm.

Oh, yeah.

Ugh.

Gee, this is really a neat place you got
here. Do you live alone?

There is nothing neat about it.

It's affordable while I'm at school.

And yes, I live alone.

Maggie, you can relax. I'm not some
tiger getting ready to pounce on you,

know. I'm sorry.

It's just that usually I like to know a
guy a little bit better before I end up

in his apartment.

I understand.

A good strong drink should be a good
icebreaker. What do you think, huh?

Scotch on the rocks?

Oh, no, I don't drink alcohol.

Do you have any pot?

I don't touch this stuff.

Here, try it.

Besides, you're over your freshman year.

You should be like a grown -up,
indulging grown -up things.

Nobody smokes grass anymore.

Oh, I see.

And booze is still cheap, right?

Well, cheers.

Maggie,

you're supposed to sip it.

Whoo You didn't tell me how grown -ups
indulged touche a

signing a bit high and mighty wasn't it
Oh

Do you mind my feet are killing me

You know you're right about that scotch
stuff doesn't taste nearly as bad as it

smells no it doesn't

And I have just the thing for aching
feet.

When it comes to a good old foot
massage, I am second to none.

Oh, that feels wonderful.

Don't forget the other one.

Oh, no, ma 'am.

I'm afraid your scotch has made me a
little bit too relaxed.

I'm starting to feel a little sleepy.

Just relax, baby.

I feel so good.

Hey, what are you doing?

What's the matter?

I thought you were enjoying it.

Oh, I was.

I don't mind the kisses on the thighs
and all, but not... Well, I don't know.

Look, I'm feeling good, and I like you.

So if you want to have sex, let's have
sex. But you don't have to... Don't have

to what?

Take the forbidden fruit?

What's the matter, Maggie? Haven't you
made love that way before?

Of course.

Do you think I'm a virgin or something?

No, I don't think you're a virgin or
something.

But I don't think you've been made love
to the way a woman should be.

That's all.

Well, why don't you show me?

My pleasure.

Close your eyes and relax, okay?

Can you do that for me?

Beautiful.

That is beautiful.

Three.

Hey, who's you?

Boy, I wish I wasn't so worried about
the results of my final. Oh, Kimmy, what

am I going to do with you?

Since when have you ever scored anything
other than perfect on anything?

Well, I do have to keep my average
higher. My father will take my car back.

Your dad's all talk.

You know as well as I do, he could flunk
out tomorrow and he'd blame it on the

university.

He worships the ground you walk on.

Did I ever tell you I was afraid of the
dark?

What? No, you never mentioned it to me.
You ever told it to anybody else?

Just my mother once.

I'm not ashamed of it or anything. No,
of course not.

I mean, it's not something that you
should be ashamed of.

No, I'm not.

I guess it just crossed my mind, that's
all.

I guess I'm pretty dumb.

Don't be silly. Go on.

When you sleep over with me or Maggie,
you don't seem afraid of anything.

No, when I'm with you guys, I'm not
afraid of anything. You know that.

It's just when I'm home alone.

I remember once when I was about seven
or eight, and my mother did her ritual

thing of putting me to bed.

And when she turned out the lights, I
started crying and begging her to leave

them on.

She told me not to be silly and go to
sleep, but I just kept crying.

Then my father came in and he held me in
his arms.

And he told me not to be afraid of the
dark, that nothing would harm me.

Finally, when I was almost asleep, he
got up to leave the room.

Did he convince you?

I mean, did you go to sleep in the dark?

No. He stood there for what seemed like
hours watching over me. I could see him

out of the corner of my eye.

Then finally he reached up to turn out
the lights, but he didn't.

I'll never forget the expression on his
face.

How puzzled he was over which was the
right thing or the wrong thing to do

it came to the safety of his little
girl.

Did you ever figure out what it is about
the dark that frightened you?

I mean, something must have caused it at
one time, right?

No, I more or less accepted it.

I'm just waiting for the day I grow out
of it.

Laura!

Are you home?

Jesus, I forgot the time.

Like some incense, quick.

How do I look?

She can always tell when I'm stoned.
Damn it! You look fine.

Laura?

Laura? For Christ's sake, go!

Hi, there you are.

Letter. From your father.

God, Laura, I hope you didn't ask him
for more money. God knows he spoils you

twice as much now as he did when we were
married.

Laura, don't put your feet on the
furniture.

Did you do the shopping that I asked you
to?

I asked you a question.

What?

You told me to get something for dinner
because you're eating out with what's

-his -name.

Well, did you?

Laura, please answer me when I'm talking
to you.

Yeah, I got a hamburger with Kim.

God, what do you want from me?

Oh, hamburger. Christ, Laura.

You call that dinner?

Can't you do anything right anymore?

Laura, what's happening to you?

Mother, just don't start, okay? Just
don't start.

Too old for that.

Too old.

Laura, you are barely 18 years old.

But of course you act like you're 30, so
I suppose you have a point.

Stay out every night.

God knows where and with whom you sleep.

You drink. You smoke.

You swear like a sailor. Mother.

Well, Laura, I don't know you anymore.

Who is this grown woman that I'm sharing
this house with?

Laura, what's happened to us?

Don't you know?

Is it so hard for you to figure out?

You may as well realize the day you
divorced my father, you divorced me too.

all know the only reason you left him
was so you could go on sleeping where

with whom you choose.

So don't talk to me about the sweet,
innocent virtues of a young girl when

never had any to begin with.

Damn you.

Damn your disrespect and damn your life,
Laura.

Is everything all right?

I heard your mother. Is there anything I
can do?

Don't be silly.

Everything's fine.

Hey, uh, you want to have some fun
tonight?

Yeah. I'm in the right mood. I just need
to get laid.

I know this artist that's giving a
really nice party. You want to go?

Okay, sure. I got to change first. No
problem.

Come on.

Laura?

Oh, hi, Kim.

How's your mother?

She's fine, Julie.

You look exhausted.

Yes, it's been a rough day.

Laura, I'm going to take a bath. If
anybody calls... Kim and I were just

leaving. We're going to pick up Maggie
now.

Again, Laura?

You've been out every night this week.

Why don't you stay home tonight?

You can have the place to yourselves.

Call Maggie and invite her over to spend
the evening with Kim and yourself.

There's plenty of beer and food in the
icebox and I won't be home until... I

will be home early.

Don't worry.

Randy, I said hi, okay?

Raymond. It's Raymond.

Yes, I will.

And Laura?

Boo!

There's Maggie in her spot again.

We should have known she'd be there.

Yeah.

Hey, Maggie?

Maggie?

She's out of it.

Let's take her in the house.

What's today, Wednesday?

Okay, sure.

As long as we've either gotten her
straight or out by nine.

My folks will be home then.

Oh, don't worry about it. I'll take care
of everything. She'll be straight.

Come on, Megan. No, I don't want to go.
Come on, it's okay.

Can you get some more towels?

Oh, is the coffee still hot? Yeah, I
just brought that up. I'll be right back

with the towel.

The next son of a bitch who tries to
send me in the shop with those fucking

packs is going to have an answer for it.
Hey, it's alive.

Well, the next step was to call the
paramedics, you ass.

Still wouldn't be such a bad idea.

Just what I need. Spend the night with
the nuts.

You'd think I'd try to kill myself or
something. God, can't a girl get high

every once in a while?

Isn't that what you're doing?

One of these days, Maggie Saunders,
you're going to shoot for the stars and

up right alongside of them, you know?

When are you going to learn there's a
limit to everything?

What are you running away from anyway?

Life's not treating you so bad as far as
I can see. But you're sure pissing it

away. When are you going to stop abusing
yourself like this?

Oh, quit with the lecture, Laura. I feel
like shit and you're not helping any.

Sorry. I know you're just trying to
help. But I'm happy staying high all the

time. Well, maybe not exactly happy.

but I serve miserable as shit when I'm
straight.

So what choice do I have, huh?

You tell me.

Well, anyway, I want to thank you guys
for rescuing me from my old man.

If he would have saw me like this, he
would have killed me without a minute's

notice. Yeah, we know. He's not exactly
the world's most understanding father.

Politely phrased, Kim, I never did blame
my mother for kicking off so young. I

guess dying seemed a little bit more
pleasant to her than living with my

Maggie, you shouldn't say things like
that. You'll regret it one day. Just

and see.

Don't suppose you're feeling up to going
out tonight, are you, Maggie?

Kim and I decided we wanted something to
snuggle up to tonight besides each

other.

That's the Laura I know and love.

Let me take a shower and get cleaned up
and I'll be as good as new.

Besides, I'm horny as hell anyway.

Why don't we all take a shower together?

Yeah, we can use my parents' bathroom.

We're going out. We're going dating.

We got no time.

What's over now? We're gonna party.

We might be bad, but we ain't sorry.

Cause life isn't short, so you better
hurry.

You do what you want, don't worry.

We all wanna go out tonight.

And have a good time.

Have a look. What makeup, dummy?

If you're going to wear makeup, wear
makeup. Don't be afraid of it.

You don't wear enough makeup for anyone
to even notice.

At least of all a guy.

Here, let me show you how to paint it.

Oh, you two make a cute couple.

Can I do best man at the wedding?

Maggie's doing my makeup, so I see.

Can I borrow a dress from you, Kim?

Sure, any one of us would want on the
bed.

There's some nice dresses in my mom's
closet.

We're going out, we're going dating.

If you're short, you better hurry.

Do what you want, don't worry.

What are you doing?

I'm making up your eyes.

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

Strong, sure. Don't worry.

You're looking great.

Don't worry. Don't look. There.

Finished. Ready for the unveiling.

Wait, don't look.

Laurel, you be the judge. What do you
think?

It's a little heavy for summertime,
don't you think, Maggie?

What's the matter? Don't you like it?
Tell the truth. Have you ever seen this

side of Kim before?

No, I never knew Kim had a tie like that
before.

Here, Kim, take a look at the hottest
little number in San Francisco.

Do you like it?

It's different.

It's really different.

It looks so, so old.

Look at your eyes, Kim.

They look just like Cleopatra.

Look at those lips.

They look ruby red, deep, deep red, just
like they were tattooed on.

But hopefully, if we see the right kind
of action tonight, they would be gone by

daylight.

Maggie, I'm not looking for action.

What the hell have I been wasting my
time for?

Come on, let's get dressed.

We got no time for wear.

We all want to go out tonight and have a
good time.

We all got a party tonight with our
band.

Oh, I love that dress on you, kid.

You should wear that one more often.

Come on, girls. You better hurry up.
It's getting late.

Probably should start pretty soon.

Freeman, that was quite a surprise.

Thank you. I never knew just how good a
cook you were.

What is it? You getting serious on me?

Julie, how long we been seeing each
other now?

Raymond, come on. What are you talking
about?

How long, Julie?

I don't know.

Okay, okay.

Let me think.

Two years in October, right?

Mm -hmm.

And in all that time, didn't it ever
strike you as rather odd that I never

suggested marriage?

Oh, my God, Raymond.

You're going to tell me you're gay.

And this whole thing has been a charade.

And you've been forcing yourself to
sleep with me just so you wouldn't hurt

feelings. Julie, be serious.

I've been offered a transfer back to St.
Paul to do some research for the

university.

It means a raise in salary and the
opportunity to do the kind of work that

always wanted to do.

No more nine to five.

I can make my own hours.

That's wonderful, Raymond.

That's just fantastic.

And you certainly wouldn't want to give
up an opportunity like that.

I have no intentions of giving it up.

And I have no intentions of giving you
up either.

Julie, I want you to marry me and move
back to St. Paul with me.

Oh, Raymond.

I have responsibilities.

My job.

And Laura.

I've had enough time coping with her as
it is now.

Can you imagine what she'd do if I told
her I was going to drag her off to St.

Paul?

She'd probably run off and join some
drugged -out religious sect or

Or worse yet, go back to her father.

I just don't know.

Laura's a big girl now. She can take
care of herself.

Sooner or later, you've got to realize
that.

And you've got to realize...

That all you've got is Julie and Julie
alone to think about now.

I don't know.

Well, give it some thought.

Just remember how much, how very much I
love you.

I want to take care of you.

I want us to be together.

every morning and see your face next to
mine.

You know just what to do, don't you?

Tell me you love me again

Oh, you know what I'm doing.

Oh,

yeah.

Yes, sir.

No.

Howard, is that really you?

Laura,

it's been a long time.

You look great.

Yeah, well, so do you.

I mean, you look like the same Alan
Rivers I went to high school with, but

somehow a better version, you know?

I'll take that as a compliment, I think.

Can I get you another drink? That's the
least I can do.

On second thought, you look tired. Would
you like me to drive you home? Oh, no

thanks. I just got here.

But to tell you the truth, I am
exhausted.

The only reason I came out tonight was
to piss my mom off.

See how wicked I am?

So what's a nice guy like you doing,
letting me boring?

Are you kidding?

You're the answer to a prayer.

I wasn't exactly looking forward to this
party.

But sitting home alone, in front of the
TV again, didn't seem appealing either.

It's hard to imagine you sitting at
home. It's even harder to imagine you

Can I ask you something?

Sure, anything.

Why is it that you dated every eligible
girl in high school but me?

I mean, all modesty aside, you choose
Jeannie Warpstead over me.

I was dying to all those years.

But come on, four years is nothing to us
now.

Then they would have hung me without a
trial for robbing the cradle.

Jeannie Warpstead, how on earth did you
remember her?

Well, she dated you for one thing.

She certainly felt the way you did. Why
didn't you ever tell me?

I'm saying something now.

Then you wouldn't be robbing the cradle
anymore.

You've been very careful and very good.

You won't even have to go on your
record.

This place is huge.

There's bound to be a room where we can
be alone.

Come on.

So do you.

It's a nice cologne you're wearing.

I don't mean to be rude or anything, but
I seem to have forgotten your name.

I know you mentioned it to me. It's
Greg.

Greg? Greg is a good name.

It has a certain strength in it.

Isn't it actually Gregory?

Gregory is even better.

Well, of course it's Gregory. I mean,
somebody wouldn't just name you part of

name, would they? It's Greg.

Just plain Greg.

I wish somebody would.

It's such a nice name.

My name's Kim.

Well, actually, it's Kimberly.

I've never met a left -handed person
before.

You know, I've heard that left -handed
people are more sensitive than right

-handed people.

And not only that, but according to the
book I picked for you... Hey, hey, come

on, let's get out of here. Get in the
way.

You look like you do in front of me.

Oh, how nice. Thank you.

And frankly, you also look like you
could use a friend.

Well, actually, I came with two of my
own, but they found two of their own, if

you know what I mean.

It's a natural course of things at a
party like this.

I'm Miranda speaking.

No. Oh, Maggie. Maggie Sonder.

Boy, this is rural someplace, isn't it?

It costs a million.

1 .5 million.

Of course, that was almost ten years
ago, so I suppose it's more than paid

itself by now.

Would you like a personal grand tour?

You mean at your house?

You seem surprised.

Did you design it yourself?

No. I can't take credit for that.

Actually, it's the finest piece of work
my ex -husband ever did.

It's the only work my ex -husband ever
did.

I suppose that's why he's my ex.

This is scotch, isn't it?

Yes, it is. Would you prefer something
else? Oh, no, no. I always find scotch

very relaxing.

Well, good.

Now that you're relaxed, why don't we go
take our tour?

Okay, that sounds good.

I'm not going to bite.

Oh,

I don't know, Greg.

I guess I should have said something to
Laura and Maggie before I left the

party.

Laura and Maggie? What are they, your
guardian angels?

No, they're my friends.

That's kind of a nice way to put it.

But I guess Laura is like a guardian
angel to me.

She's pretty wild.

Maggie's got a lot of problems at home,
so she stays stoned a lot.

But deep down inside, she's more
sensitive than all of us. Hey, hey,

ever talk about Kim.

I mean, what kind of person she is.

Because from what I can see, she's one
of the most warm and sensitive people I

can imagine.

I mean, what's Kim like, huh?

Deep down inside?

Better yet, I want to find out for
myself.

Well?

Just beautiful.

Gorgeous.

Do you mind if I sit?

I've been standing up all night long
watching that parade of people out

My feet are killing me.

Be comfortable.

Thank you.

It's just gorgeous.

Oh, it's so comfortable.

I'm glad you like it.

Nice.

Tired feet?

Yeah. How are you giving a foot massage?

Totally very good.

Cool.

Oh, I'm so tired.

Yeah, that might help if we remove this.

Oh, it's so good.

Mmm, you are a best.

Much more comfortable.

Oh,

this feels better.

Oh, that feels wonderful.

Hey, what are you doing?

I'm going to make you relax some more.

I don't know about that.

I don't know. I've never done anything
like this before. It's okay.

You sure?

I'm sure.

Maybe.

I haven't done anything like this
before.

You look good.

Can I tell you what?

Go ahead, it feels very good.

Mmm, so good.

So good.

Oh.

Bye.

Bye.

Oh, it's so good Miranda.

Stop. No, don't stop.

Oh, I want to eat you.

Aw.

I love this.

Mmm.

Oh.

Right there.

Come on, make me good and wet.

Yeah.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, God. It tastes so good.

Stick your tongue all the way in.

You're so beautiful.

Better than Jeannie?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I love it.

Yeah, let's take this dress off.

Is that so good?

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

Oh.

Well, Alex may be getting his education,
but all I'm getting is confused.

Last night with Alan was just wonderful.

And now with Mom and St. Paul with
Raymond for the summer, I'll have total

freedom for three whole months.

Maggie's dad said she could keep me
company for the summer.

And with Kim's parents off to Europe
until Christmas, we'll get to experience

life as three free single women. On our
own, but certainly not alone.

There's Alan, and Mark, and that guy
from my algebra class. And Peter from

gym. And of course, my dance teacher.