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Hey. Hey yourself.

So what's up?

Really? That's it?

No, hey babe.

How are you? It's been a couple months.
How are things?

Well, I just figured if you wanted me to
know all these things, you would have

told me already, right?

Well, for your information, I've been
seeing someone.

Wonderful.

Be a nice guy?

Are you serious?

You're not jealous?

You're not, I mean, doesn't bother you
one bit?

No, I mean, why would I be?

I mean, you're a free agent.

You and I have been hooking up since
high school.

I would have thought that by now you'd
be a little possessive.

Look, baby, it doesn't work that way,
you know. I mean, you can't own anyone.

They're either with you or they're not.

Well, some women like feeling like they
belong to a guy.

Those kind of women aren't my type.

All right, well, Mike's taking me to
Hawaii, so I'm not going to make it to

reunion this weekend.

The room in the house is booked.

and looks like you're going to be going
solo. Are you going to know who

everybody is?

It's only been ten years since
graduation.

Of course I'll know.

Okay, who is Chester Ford?

He's a geeky kid from Woodshop. He
couldn't even swing a hammer without

himself. Okay, Kelly Ellis?

Stuck -up cheerleader bitch.

Nice boobs, though. Hot bod.

Dale Camden?

Dumb jock. Well, he's not really dumb,
but, you know, he didn't have much going

on beyond football.

Taylor Cassidy?

Who? You see?

Taylor Cassidy. Where's your yearbook?
Don't you have your yearbook?

Yeah, right.

A yearbook?

Yeah, I have my yearbook. I mean, you
must have it.

I mean, I might have it buried in my
closet somewhere, but, I mean, do you

really keep shit from high school?

Yeah. Come on, you have to get up and
find it.

You will thank me later, I promise you.
Alright, alright, alright.

All right, it's going to be anywhere.
It's going to be over here.

Let's find it.

I'll never even go through this door.

Oh, my God. Come on.

Yes. I still can't believe I have this
shirt.

All right, here we go.

Perfect.

There she is.

Taylor Cassidy.

She used to sit in the back and didn't
say a word.

I forgot she was even in our class.

I got a good one, last but not least.

How about this one?

Marley Clark.

Look at that face.

Miss Marley. Well, she was a little
brain who always thought she was better

me.

But I'm going to nail her this weekend.

Bullshit. No, you're not.

Oh, yes.

Why do you think I'm even going on this
damn reunion?

To nail Marley Clark?

That's impossible.

It's not going to happen.

You think?

Yeah. Are you sure? Yeah. Positive.

I'm positive.

Well, I have a few tricks up my sleeve.

First, I'm going to kiss her like this.

That's just an attention getter. And
then, a little bit like this.

Really?

And then I'm going to grab her like
this.

I'm gonna pour up on the bed.

Push it down like this.

Maybe I'll just test out this stuff.

I know, it's working.

Thank you.

You want me?

I do want you.

You are... I don't see you trying to
stop me.

So basically, I'm going to tell little
Miss Marley, right when I'm done, I'm

going to tell her to kiss my ass.

Look at this place.

I wonder who picked up the key from the
rental agent.

Kelly and Dale, king and queen of Valley
High.

So you guys are still holding up court,
huh?

Jack's Whitley, bad boy biker.

Still an asshole, are you?

Where's Sonia?

Probably getting banged out in Hawaii by
now.

Why?

You want to take her place in my room?

Now, why would I do that and go and ruin
a perfectly good reputation as someone

with class?

What's up, Jack?

What's up, bro?

Hey, man, there's another beer in the
cooler if you want it.

Oh, thanks.

You better know I'm taking the best
room.

First come, first served, baby doll.

What's up, bud?

Cheers. So, you and Kelly, huh?

Nah. We live in the same town. I just
gave her a ride.

I actually haven't even seen her in like
two years since she's been shacking up

with some stockbroker.

I figured by now you guys would have two
kids, picket fence, the whole nine

yards, right?

Yeah, she's not that type.

Yeah, the one thing her and I had in
common.

Really? I don't know. It's been like ten
years since high school.

I was thinking it was probably time to
settle down. I mean, a lot of people

kids already.

A lot of people have herpes, too, but
you don't see me rushing out trying to

some.

I would have figured it's at least a
couple cases of genital worse by now,

Well, look what we have here. Marley.

Just full of charm, Marcia.

Hi, Dad.

What's up, Mar?

No boyfriend or husband tagging along
like a bitch for you to abuse?

What makes you think I'm into men?

Yeah. Jack thinks all women are chirping
over themselves to get into his bed.

Didn't you get the memo?

Hi, Kel.

There's a room down the hall from mine.
Do you want to go grab it? Go get some

little frozen champagne.

I didn't do anything with your bag, so
if you want a room, you better go claim

one. Jackass here already got the best
one.

If there's none left, I'll just sleep on
the couch.

Or you could hook up with Miss Fox a lot
and share a room with her.

Yeah, I'm not really her type.

Damn straight.

Seriously? I didn't even remember who
she was at first.

She's really shy.

If you ever actually look into her eyes,
she's a pretty girl.

Chester knows her. Speak of the devil.

Chester, how you doing, man?

Hey, Dale.

How much?

So is Taylor here yet? She told me she's
running a little late.

Hey, Kelly.

Oh, hey, Chester.

Dale, could you help me with this,
please?

No, hey, let me get it.

Thanks, Chester.

Very helpful.

Deal?

Chester, bro, don't even worry about it,
man. She's just a first -class bitch.

No, she's not a bitch.

Did you think I did?

Like, deep down, she's a good person. I
know.

Yeah, maybe deep down. Maybe just the
first five layers, right?

Dude, don't worry about it. I mean,
she'll never be half the person you are.

Jax, do you remember how much I like
Kelly?

I'm crazy about her.

I wouldn't be one minute into it, but
I've already blown it.

You didn't blow it, bro. Trust me.

They all come around, okay?

They all come around, and so will she.

Hey,

you still need my help?

No.

Yeah.

Could you get this sticky hook on the
back of this for me, please?

Your bra?

Dale, please?

Thank you.

Thank you for listening.

Looks like your glass ended up on
Kelly's shirt.

Explains why she went missing.

Thanks.

So, what have you been up to the past
ten years?

Seriously, Jax?

You know you're not interested in
anything but bikes, beer, and big boobs.

Just trying to take an interest in my
life won't score you any points.

Well...

I'm glad to see my reputation is still
intact.

But for the record, you wouldn't have to
score points if you're batting for the

other team, would you?

Good to see you. Good to see you.

I got you.

Yeah, you remember Jax, right?

Hi, Jax. Hey, Taylor. How's it going?

Welcome to Reunion Central.

Anyway,

everyone's here now.

Everyone?

Oh, yeah. She's here. I managed to spill
a drink all over her.

Hey,

you remember Dale. You've got to
remember Dale.

Hey, Taylor.

It's great to see you. You too.

How's your towel business?

You know about my company.

I see the ads on TV late at night.

Yeah, you and like three other people
besides my mother.

Hi, Kelly.

Hi.

Take me to my room?

Absolutely, yeah. Thank you, Chester.

She looked great, but she barely noticed
me.

That's okay.

I didn't notice you either.

But look at the bright side.

She did watch one of your commercials.

Great. My mother's bridge team is seeing
my commercials.

Very true, but there is hope, okay?

Because if you play your cards right,
you could be the hero of your own little

story just yet.

Great.

Yeah? Okay, so do you think she noticed?

I think she did.

You know what?

Worst case scenario, she'll think you're
a sexual stud and she'll be curious.

I don't even think I'm a sexual stud.

You don't have to be a sexual stud.

You just have to care.

Okay.

Well, let's say the unimaginable
happens, right?

Let's say she actually goes for me.

Then what?

I don't have any skills or...

You know, Taylor, I'm practically a
virgin.

The way to please a woman is just to
listen to her.

What she says, and probably more
importantly, what she doesn't say.

You realize how ridiculous that sounds,
right?

All you have to do is pay attention.

Look, watch the way her body moves when
you do something.

Listen to her breathe, and when she
holds her breath.

Most men start here.

Start here.

Your grades didn't.

Yeah.

You're a really good teacher.

What the hell is

he thinking?

I seriously just knocked his socks off
and next thing I know he's pining to the

wallflower?

Taylor's really nice and not that shy
once you get to know her.

I don't want to get to know her. But
Kelly, do you really want... Dale?

Of course not.

But he should want me.

I'm not laughing.

You should be.

You sound ridiculous.

You've never been the queen. You
wouldn't understand the pressure.

Kelly, you were a homecoming queen in
high school.

That stuff doesn't matter now.

And besides, it was like ten years ago.

But the reunion's tonight.

And unless I have all the best -looking
guys wanting me, it's really going to

suck.

Yeah, I'm serious.

I'm going to be 40.

You're 28 years old.

Someday. I'm going to be 40 someday. And
unless I'm set up with some guy to take

care of me, I'm screwed.

Look, all the guys from high school have
the idea of me as the hot girl.

Kelly, you sound seriously disturbed.

The guys want you for the outside, but
it's what's on the inside that's going

keep them.

And you don't need anybody to take care
of you.

You can do that all on your own.

Yeah? How's that working out for you
these days? We're not talking about me.

Yeah, you're right, because there's
nothing to talk about.

Yeah,

you don't have relationships because
you're like this prickly little

that never lets anyone in. That's not
true.

Jackass over there has been trying to
talk to you all day, and you haven't let

him in once.

Because he's a jackass.

Yeah, but he's a good -looking jackass.

In fact, maybe he'll do.

If I can get past his attitude, I can
make him want me.

Are you serious?

Totally.

This is my reputation we're talking
about here?

Hey, guys.

Want a beer?

Well, if you're offering.

I'm offering.

I'm accepting.

I'll take a beer.

Be right back.

You know what?

She's never going to find the opener.

Thank you.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

It was the best education I've ever had.

Well, you're a great student.

You think I've ever shot with the
homecoming queen?

You know what? If you need a reference,
have her talk to me.

Yeah?

Alright.

Let's go join everybody else downstairs.

Why are we here?

What do you mean?

I mean, why these people in this house?

I mean, I wasn't friends with any of
them in high school, except for you,

I just must think it's really weird that
I'm even here.

Nobody thinks it's weird. I think it's
weird. Okay, well, I'm here because Dale

and Kelly were looking for friends to
share the house with for the reunion,

so... So you weren't friends with them
in high school either?

Dale and I were friends. You know, he
would always say hi when he passed in

halls and stuff.

I didn't think the star football player
could see past his biceps.

Dale's a good guy, alright?

And since he and Kelly are friends...
You mean together?

No, I don't mean together.

They're... I don't see it that way.

Okay, well what about Jax?

Oh yeah, Jax is my friend.

What?

That boy is trouble.

He's like bad boy central.

No, okay, you see the tattoos and the
muscles, and that's what everybody sees,

right? But underneath, all of that is a
good guy, so... Um, I just find that a

little hard to believe.

Okay, well, you should talk to him
sometime.

We'll see.

It'll be fine.

Hey, where is everybody?

I don't know. Chester and Taylor
disappeared somewhere, and Jax and Kelly

getting beer.

At the store?

No, in the kitchen.

Since when?

I don't know, ten minutes ago.

What are you reading?

Business Weekly.

Pretty highbrow stuff.

Not really, but there's a decent article
about small business taxes.

That's right, you have your own store,
right?

Yep. A tile tale.

Take on a tall tale?

That and people tell stories about their
tile choices.

So how's that going?

It's a living. I mean, I have some great
ideas on how to expand it, but I got to

run everything past my dad.

He's still a partner, and when it comes
to business, he's kind of old school.

Well, at least you guys aren't in debt,
right?

One of the benefits of old school.

So, what are you wearing tonight?

This? No.

Don't you at least have some blacks or
black jeans that you could wear?

That's not going to match my outfit at
all.

So?

So, when we walk in together tonight, we
can make an impression?

You have your damn mind.

I'm not going with you.

Why not?

Well, let's just be honest, boys and
girls. It's not like you like me.

And I don't really particularly care for
you too much either.

How dare you?

What?

How dare me speak the truth?

Don't get me wrong, you are a dynamite
lady.

Pretty hot piece of ass too, but you and
I walking into some building, some

party, acting like we're something we're
not, well, that's going to make us look

like a couple of idiots.

Oh.

So, a girl needs a full sleeve of
tattoos and a bad morticia dye job to be

type.

Not exactly, but if I wanted more
plastic in my life, I'd order new

credit cards.

Really?

Hey guys.

Hey, what's up?

Forgot the beer?

Oh yeah, yeah, right. You want one?

Yeah, if you can make it back in time
before it gets warm.

So, uh, what are you guys talking about
anyway?

How to run a business.

Not exactly your specialty.

What do you think I've been doing for
the past decade?

Um, actually, Jax designs high -end
street bikes.

Oh, designs?

Oh, is that like shock or disbelief I
hear in your voice?

Well, since you never got anything above
a C in high school.

You didn't have a C in high school?

Well, consider they never had classes
that dealt with AutoCAD or propulsion

engineering either.

You don't have to be such a jerk about
it.

Are you serious? I'm being the jerk?

You basically came in here and accused
me of being too stupid to ever succeed

anything.

What are you, coming here with your
little smug look on your face and

about all my good grades and all this
bullshit? You think you're better than

Well, sweetheart, let me tell you
something. You're not.

And passion counts for a hell of a lot
more than grades when it comes to

success.

In fact, I've got more passion in my
little finger than you have in your

frigid existence.

Hey, you okay?

I'm not frigid.

It's just Jax being a jerk.

I wouldn't take it seriously.

But why would he call me frigid? He
doesn't even know me.

I don't know. Maybe he's remembering the
brainiac from high school that never

had time for us regular kids.

And that's what you all thought of me?

Sort of.

That's why no one hung out with me?

Well, we figured you were studying or
taking some advanced college course.

But you didn't really talk to anybody
either.

I thought you all hated me.

Why? Well, Jax did, for sure. He was
always pulling my hair and running into

desk when he'd come by in class.

And the girls were all so mean.

They laughed at everything I wore and
called me stuck -up behind my back.

If there's something I learned from high
school, it's that girls only ever

bother to make someone feel bad if
they're jealous.

Jealous.

Why would anybody be jealous of me?

Why not?

Because you're really pretty, smart,
nice, everything they wish they were.

I'm done.

I thought this place was supposed to
come fully stocked with food.

Right, well, that's what I heard.

Don't think that loaf of bread and the
12 -pack's going to hold us over,

you know?

Yeah, unless you're Jack.

Why do you hate him so much?

Because he's cruel when he doesn't need
to be.

Kelly, did you ever think that maybe
it's, you know, a self -defense

Whatever, Einstein.

I'm more like Freud.

You too?

What is it with everyone today?

What was that all about?

I don't know, but I should go after her.
You didn't do anything wrong.

No, I know, but she's not happy.

Chess, that woman was born unhappy.

Right, which is exactly why I should go
after her. Chess, women like that create

their own drama.

It's very rare they ever actually
deserve the nights on white horses they

invariably get.

You know what?

If you want to get your kindness thrown
back in your face, I'll say I don't warn

you.

Taylor, you're always there for me.

Thank you for being such a good friend.

I'm going to go get ready.

Yeah, I'm going to do the same thing.
I'll see you tonight.

What'd you do that for? She said you
always used to do that in high school,

Who gives a fuck?

And what are you now, her keeper?

You're such a jackass.

I always wondered in high school why
everyone thought that. Now it's totally

clear. Oh yeah, Brainiac?

Why's that? Because you hate everybody.

And you probably hate yourself even
more.

You know what? Fuck you.

Come here, you dumb jock attitude and
this oh, shucks bullshit.

I mean, you are so afraid of failing,
you don't even try.

I don't even know what the hell you're
talking about. Well, you don't.

Well, it seems to me you're the only one
in the house trying to bang everybody

here except for the girl you say you
like.

You're such an asshole.

Hey, let him go.

You going to try to hit me again? Yes.

For telling the truth, Dale, that's not
very noble of you.

You're such a jerk. Let him go.

Oh, how fucking sweet.

You got Miss Queenie over here trying to
stick up for her king.

She's not my queen.

Really?

So that must mean one thing.

You're a love him and leave him kind of
guy, huh?

I wonder if Marley knows anything about
that.

You slept with Marley?

You're such a jerk, Dan.

I am?

What are you doing, Dale?

Will you be a good friend?

Are you okay?

I'm so sorry you had to see that. I
don't know what happened.

I'm not that guy.

What kind of guy are you?

What do you mean?

Well, you've always been the homecoming
king, football star, popular guy who

dated the pretty girls and hung out with
the jocks.

That's not a person. That's a resume.

So who are you, then?

I guess I'm the guy who never had to
really work for what he wanted.

I mean, most things came easy. It was
like they were handed to me.

Girls came easy.

Jobs came easy.

Even running my store is easy because
I'm not the one that runs it.

I guess I've never really had to work
for what I've really wanted. And because

of it, I feel like I'm living someone
else's life because it's not the one I

chose.

Well, what is it that you want?

I've been asking myself that for ten
years.

All right, here's one.

I want to actually fall in love with
someone that likes me.

You think I'm kidding? I'm not.

You know how many girls have dated me
because of my money, my car, my family's

reputation, my dad's business?

Well, that goes back to the question,
who are you?

You know what? If I can't answer that,
how do I expect someone else to like me

for it?

Okay. Say someone falls in love with the
real you.

Then what?

I want to get married, have kids.

I can't think of anything better than
being with my best friend and playing

our kids together.

That sounds nice.

What about you? What do you want?

To matter to someone?

You matter.

Are you kidding me?

You're a person that's actually
adorable, smart, beautiful eyes.

And to be honest with you, somebody I've
been wanting to get to know for the

last ten years.

You have?

I used to watch you walk down the halls
in school, not making eye contact with

anybody, avoid.

bumping into or hitting anyone?

I can't believe you noticed that.

I used to play a game that I was
invisible.

And as long as no one ever touched me,
they wouldn't know I was there.

Yeah, well, I knew you were there.

I didn't realize you saw me.

You never looked at me.

I did, too. When?

I used to watch you play football every
day.

The band room overlooked the football
field, and from where I sat, I could see

everything you did.

We did the same thing on the football
field that I did in the school halls.

Yeah, they called me Snake because of
the way I slithered down the field.

I liked watching you run.

I guess we weren't a lot alike in
school.

You were popular.

I was nobody.

You've always been somebody to me.

I've been wanting to do that for ten
years.

Well, then we have some catching up to
do.

What are you doing, Jim?

The girls are trying on some dresses in
my room.

Hmm.

Yes, the gym could work.

Oh!

Oh, that was worth the tenure, mate.

Come in.

You okay?

No.

Can I come in?

Why not?

Trying to decide what dress to wear
tonight?

Yeah, and I look like crap in every
single one of them.

I highly doubt that.

Like you know anything about fashion?

Yeah, like, I do actually know a lot
about fashion.

You'd be surprised.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Then... Who designed this?

That one?

Okay, Donna Karan designed the original,
but that one's a knockoff.

How did you know that?

Well, you don't grow up lusting after
beautiful girls your whole life without

any full collection of...

women's fashion magazines.

Because I am who I am, you know, I've
read them too.

So that's how I know that.

Alright, let's find you something.

Try on the gold.

Tonight you want it hot, right?

Because you need to be confident.

You want every guy to want you.

Every girl to hate you.

Bottom line, you need to feel like a
million bucks on whatever you're

you know?

Why is it that you get that and everyone
else just thinks I'm crazy? Because you

are. A little bit.

But that's okay. It's what makes you the
homecoming queen, you know?

Okay.

Alright, the truth?

You have a really tight waist, right?

You have great boobs.

Fat doesn't show up in the one of them.

And the color's wrong anyway, so...
That's just what I thought.

This is what I'm thinking. Try this one.

Okay.

I like your shoes.

Yeah? Yeah.

Does it work?

Yeah, that worked. That's perfect.

Yeah, you're stunning.

Really? Yeah, baby.

Thanks, sister.

Of course, anytime.

So, I figured everybody would be at the
reunion.

I'm not going.

Get out of your way.

Marley, hold on.

I just want to tell you that I'm really
sorry about being an asshole, okay? You

didn't really deserve that.

But there's one more thing also.

I was going to come here just to sleep
with you and then hurt you.

Only because I want you to feel like...
I want you to know what it felt like to

be rejected.

Why?

Because in high school I had this huge
crush on you. I mean, like, a big crush.

And you treated me like shit. Oh, my
God. I thought you hated me.

You were always running into me.

I didn't hate you. It was... Look, I
was... I was just always acting like a

-year -old because it was like an excuse
to, like, touch you.

Look, I never thought you were shit.

I mean, I probably was, but regardless,
it didn't

make it hurt any less.

Look, I want you to know I really am
sorry about the way I treated you. I

really bad.

You deserve much more than this.

I'm sorry, too.

Hey, uh... You want one?

So, was it just paybacks?

Or did you really want me?

I really want you

So, remind me, how are you gonna break
my heart again?

I don't remember.

Should I be worried?

No.

I think by now I'm pretty much at your
mercy.